Goin' Up? Vol 3 . . i think, it seems the title changes everytime, lol

On the ground level of the metro building I work in there's social services. Unfortunately it's a lot of under waged income persona's walk in there, some ghetto, some just need the extra help, young parents, new immigrants, etc. But I saw what I can't stand coming out of there today.

So shortie gets on the elevator with me to go to the first floor, she could've easily walked one flight, then I peeped what she had on . . she was fresh as shit! Fresh out the box pink timbs, the name escapes me on the jeans females wear, the jeans every girl want, a Gucci purse, and a t-mobile G1 . . and had the nerve to be stepping out social services!

Crazy

Let Me Be,
Frank

Goin Up? Vol. 3

So I saw the future for two people as I got on the elevator for a brief second. My man, cool Nigerian cat, was mad fresh working his game on this shy but interested lady . . it was crazy to watch him work his game on her and it beginning to work on her. Then . . when they got off the elevator some girls called my man's named . . had to be like 3 or 5 of them. He got a bright future w/ the ladies . . just make sure they don't be ya downfall, PLEASE!

Goin' Up? : Vol. 2

Me and this guy get on the elevator and he pushes 4, bet, that's where I need to go . . he must work for the Government agency down the hall. The elevator stops at the first floor and this young guy (with nooooooooooooooo shape up) gets on the elevator and makes eye contact with me and gets on. Immediately I drew the conclusion he figured I was getting off at PG. So we get to the fourth floor, guy that works for the government gets off i'm about to step off and cuz says to me, "Man, why you ain't tell me you wasn't getting off at the 2nd floor?"

smh . . .lol . .

Let Me Be,
Frank

Been Awhile . .

Haven't clicked create post in some days . . no writers block just don't have much to write about. I heard this tough ass line by my man Charles Hamilton the other day, it caused a slight ripple in my mind to make me want to blog about it, but it's not that serious . . the line escapes me but when I go to move my car (free 2 hour parking, holla at me!) i'll listen to it and re-post it. Life's been good, obviously because I haven't been blogging bout anything. Ima try to change that though, my blogs shouldn't just be about pet peeves or how weird I am (it's getting old man). It's hailing/sleeting now . . which means traffic's going to be a bitch, but I leave at 3:30 while the masses are still working.

I made a new schedule to add some structure to things, last time I made a schedule it was successful . . then Bennigans died and my personal economic troubles were getting to it. I've got Ramshead almost to Bennigans status as far as finances are concerned thus the schedule is back into play.

Valentine's Day was straight for me, made over 200, my better half got me a meaaaaannnn ass vanilla candle (I fucks with some candles), a card, and some reese cups, 'preciate it babe!

This Rihanna/Chris Brown fiasco . . it's unfortunate but it happens. The public sometimes forget celebrities were once 'the public' before they were in the limelight. Yesterday I saw this girl wild out on her man, at least I hoped it was her man, she was going to town on his jaw and ribs . . again, it's unfortunate but it happens. Both ways obviously. That's the only personal opinion I have on it . . no one was right in the situation . . but again . . it happens.

uhhhhhhhh . . yea, I think that's it . . . the "plan" is in full swing . . officially started today, there were some hiccups to delay it.

Let Me Be,
Frank

Untitled

I got a nice lil project coming up to keep me busy . . . todays the 16th . . . ask me in a month how's it going thus far . . and don't be afraid to remind me of it too, haha

Let Me Be,
Frank

'Nother Day .

The weather around this time of the year is awesome, skies stay clear and it's slightly breezy . . like you don't need ya bulky ass peacoat or north face, ya kno . . Track Jacket season is what I like to call it and track jackets are the shit! Ima definitely get a few more this season, ya know . . help the economy out, haha.

Speaking of the economy . . I heard today from my ace, robberies increase during times like these and I got to thinking . . You got to be a cruddy ass character to rob someone during times like these. Because no one has shit to give up, and if do have it they obviously need it and didn't sell it for extra bucks yet. That's my rant for the day

Quote of the moment: ". . it was kinda hard to get the whole puzzle working with half a jigsaw, I got mine, let me hope you get yours without getting ripped off. I left a trail nigga follow it, when it's gone make a new one, don't remodel shit!" - Joe Budden

Gone,
Frank

The Weather Brings 'Em Out

I was talking to a friend the other day and she was telling me she wanted to get in shape. I told her instead of accomplishing short term goals, why don't you just aim for only long term goals? I used the example of instead of hitting snooze on the alarm and getting 10 more minutes of sleep which won't benefit you in the least (short term goal) why don't you get up get a quick exercise bit going so when the weather gets real nice you'll already be tight and right and your girlfriends will be slacking (long term goal).

The point I was trying to make is, it's crazy how the sun can affect everyone's mood altogether. Today I was walking to my car and thinking whenever the weather is trying to get nice I go back to high school, getting out of school, everyone walking to the student parking lot or their buses or I'll think of when we started conditioning, no one was in shape or wanted to be out there but it was always good to see everyone again . . the weather really brings camaraderie back out. It's been cold for months and everyone trying to stay warm at home or don't want to go anywhere because it's cold, but it gets a lil warm and everyone's outside . . it's awesome.

Let Me Be,
Frank

*untitled* Episode . . Volume . Whatever, It's The First One Of Whatever It Is

These won't have a title (title contest maybe?) until someone can give me a creative name for them. I work in a metro building, with different companies on each floor. The first floor, i dunno what's going on there but I know there's a deli and it's the exit to the main street. The second floor is PG Community College, third floor is another UMUC department, and fourth floor is us. Oh! I forgot the basement which is social services and custodians/repairmen etc. Whenever something crazy happens I'm going to blog about it. Nothing too deep just a few sentences about what I noticed . . I take that back, some may go into deep discussion but for the most part this is all about fun, haha!

Riding up the elevator I hit 4, guy next to me hits 2. Pants around his knees and iPod blasting unnecessary cuss words . . but he was getting off at the PG floor . . my man's getting an education . . keep doing you homie.

Let Me Be,
Frank

Some ill shit my man Ced put on facebook

You see I know me more than them but they stay trying judge me ! Put my feet on hot stones; man I swear they don't love me ! They read the book from the cover and read the foot-notes later but if only they turned the pages and read in depth then they would they see I'm a person with more than intellect ! Passionate about life and breathing just period! So when I say laugh now that doesn't mean I'm not being serious ! Just life is too short to not enjoy the fruits ! Sour apples fall far but remain amungst the group! I try to walk with my head up because they love to see you looking at ground ! Failure is my enemy but I know it quite well! Success is a distant cousin and it visits when it can ! Some people walk through life and others just run ! Not me I jog because I don't want to get bored from walking and too tired from running! Over thinking a lot of things because I want to be right the first time ! I'm my biggest critic and judge myself the hardest so when I do fall I don't need a lot help just my own helping hand to push myself ! At times I do look back to see if troubles are chasing me but I only see the mistakes I made hoping I trip so they could trade places with me ! I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to give up at times and breakdown and cry but that would go against anything I every wanted and did work for ! Its more than just what I want out of life ! Its how I want people to percieve me as and know I don't fit stereotypes! Cards are against me and the weakest card society sees is that I'm black but I cherish that card and hold it tight to me ! Real in all I do and stand behind my word so if I switch on my word they are just mere put together verbs

Call It What You Want

I dunno if i want to make this about pet peeves, how i think, my flaws, what, i think, are my positives, i dunno . . its all gonna be jumbled up in this therefore providing me with the above title, lol.

I realized the other day, I'm constantly thinking. Constantly, I'm typing this up now and thinking of my next blog. My mind works weird as fuck, for example:

I was driving and slipped in some black ice, my car lost control and began to perform a 360 on Foundry St. (right outside of rams head) While I was on the 180 degree I thought the following things: "Fuck!" "Chill out, turn the wheel with the car so I can regain control, let off all pedals, if I hit something turn this bitch to the passenger side or the trunk, call Allstate first, call parents, get ready to call boss man tell him ima be late or not coming, don't let my best friends/girlfriend know until I'm out of the hospital and home safe, ok i got control . . "

I couldn't even lie about that, that's really what went through my head . . I didn't want to tell my friends/better half because I know, for some odd reason, more people than I thought really care about my well being and with the already mental stress of getting a rental, what money I need to come up with to get the rental, getting to and from work . . my most stressful thought would be to make sure I look ok, so my friends won't worry about me. I hate when ppl worry about me, because while yall are worrying it hinders my strategy of getting out of whatever bind I'm in and I hate to see concern on my loved ones faces. I care about yall more than yall would ever know . . i kno i don't show it alot, but it's because I think if i show too much appreciation/love towards yall someone on the outside would/could see and may attempt harm. Harm doesn't necessarily mean physical, someone can talk shit and if I hear it then a side I really don't like to show will manifest into a physical form. (<--weirdo, i kno, lol). That and I was raised more to be on my own, moms had to work and pops wasn't necessarily around so I did a lot of growing when i was a tyke. Society calls my kind, latch-key kids and we get a bad rap . . I would like to be the poster boy of latch-key kids . . I turned out alright. I'm damn independent and sometimes that scares ppl close to me. I know when to ask for help if i need it, most of the time it looks like the world is against me but ppl forget . . I'm always thinking, i made plenty of strategies to get through agendas, and strategies on top of those strategies if the previous strategies fail. So to those that hear I may be in current financial bind or somethin wrong w/ the whip, or etc. The best motivation for me is for yall to smile and treat me normal. Hard i know, but it really does help.

Next topic

I keep to myself, I even have the look of someone who keeps to himself . . but I'm polite also. You'll catch me walking, hands in my pockets, head kinda low but i say hello when I make eye contact people. I'm a polite person, but if I have nothing to say, don't take it as an insult . . I have nothing to say to you and i'm terrible in small talk. I'd rather not do it, but I just sound ridiculously fake and I don't want to come off as a fake person. If I don't particularly care for you, i definitely won't have anything to say to you, but i'll still be polite. I mesh with some people better than others so while it may seem i'm being a dick to you, i'm really not I just have something to talk about with this person or this group of people. That goes for everyone, ask my parents, they'll tell you. I'll come home, say my hello's and if I have nothing to say i'll go straight to my room. My pops is still getting used to it, but he'll agree with me . . it's a learning process. (haha, ain't that right Brandi?)

Piggybacking off keeping to myself, it's a major change to how I used to act. I used to be the clown, the comic relief to group outings, so it's not uncommon for me to hear if i'm ok or why am i acting brand new? I've been around for 23 years now and i've always heard this phrase, it didn't make sense when i was younger, but being older and hearing it it makes a lot more sense. "Tale less; listen more." When I listen more, I see more as well. Therefore it kinda makes me a better person . . I can see through bullshit and educate myself more. I tend not to eavesdrop because I hate (MUHFUCKIN HATE THIS SHIT!) when people don't mind their business. If I want to drop my two cents in, i'll come in smooth with an excuse me, or ask if i can come in the convo, not just throw in my two cents and expect to be the savior of the conversation. Do that to some real folk and they'll nicely put me in my place (been there plenty of times, lol).

I was going to write more, but i'll save the rest of it for another blog . . I haven't wrote one in a week, i think so I wanted to just put some stuff down.

OH YEA! ight, so remember when I was bitching about losing my notebook? Found it, so this is my very public apology .

I'm sorry

There it go and there I go back to work, haha

Just Let Me Be,
Frank