GOONS pt 2.

Okay...well if you've stayed tuned, you know how I feel about my new room mate's friends/ my new room mates...
You know what they've done to me, or tried to do...
I just wanted to clear up something.
They're VERY smart...one of them- the "theif" (this is what others call him) has a 3.5 G.P.A.
The other one has alot of money, and I've debated with him- unbelieveably smart.
All of them are smart...in school....taking classes...doing their school thing.

The only thing they lack is respect, and attire to attract.

So don't think they're just straight goons that don't give an F about life...they do. They just look like goons while doing it...lol

The realest one is real cool with me...We had a heart 2 heart last night- no homo. More on that later.

Just had to set the record straight.

Peace & Blessings
Lucius McCall

Come on paper...

I thank my sis for putting me onto this blog crap...
lol.
But seriously...Writing is my outlet, my escape. I love writing, I love words, I love literature.
...almost as much as I love music, but that's just a tease compared to writing, and putting my thoughts on paper- or the internet.
Stop reading...now! Stay out of my damn business, asshole!
jk...enjoy.

Life is like sex to me...my experiences, my friends, the time that goes by...etc.
It's all like a huge sexathon. Hours and hours of pounding, and pressing, and stroking, and rhythm...
Then, when I write, It's like I have an orgasm...a release...
Excuse me while I come- no condom.

If you think thet's a perverted way of thinking, how about life to me is like gallons and gallons of water that I drink all day, everyday. You know that feeling when you need to use the bathroom? Well picture that feeling, and you enduring that feeling until you finally get to a keyboard, or pen and paper.
Excuse me, while I lift the toilet seat and relieve myself.
Better? haha...

I blog for me, but I appreciate you reading, and I really appreciate those who comment. Thank you :-)

Excuse me while I grab a towel...the keyboard needs wiping.

Peace & Blessings
Lucius McCall

Quotations

It's crazy how quotes are...
Alot of us already know what the quotes are, and believe what they say- we just need someone to say it to us...
then we quote them.
It's all common sense, we just don't know how to word our feelings just right...

"Don't cry because it's over, smile beauce it happened..."

I try to live by this quote more and more everyday...
You never know what you have until it's gone...period. People get so used to people being around...they start to look at the things they don't like about a person instead of loving the good things about them...
They get so used to the good things, that it's no longer special...
It just becomes a 'normal' thing...
Expected, not respected...dig?
And that's where things go wrong...

My most recent relationship was something else...It sucks more than anyone knows that it's over. I get so worked up over it being done, that I don't sit back and realize that the important thing is- it happened. I experiecned some of the best times of my life...finally experienced love, and during that relationship I was molded into a MAN...
There were bad times, heart break- lies, cheating, and sneaking...but this happens with 99.5% of relationships. (yeah, i'm on my percent ish now...)
I used to run- run FAST- from a relationship, because I knew that since I wasn't ready to get married, the beginning of a relationship would one day face an END. And I didn't wanna deal with that...
I didn't want to fall in love with somebody, and then endure the pain after they left...
"When it's real, I'm all in it/
But I don't want the scars of love that you get when you fall in it..." --Fab
I've been hurt and hurt and hurt over and over again...who wants that?
But you live and you learn, and you evolve...there's SOOO much more to a relationship than the end. Enjoy the rest!
I also felt that a relationship would distract me from the more important things in life. Pshhhh...
Relationships are a big part of life...and If you have a great relationship with yourself, a relationship won't pull your mind off of what's priority. Period. There is a such thing as a balance, and will power. There is a such thing as a good partner, who won't allow you to be distracted...
I do know that when I have a lady in my life, I can't help but to give her 100% of me, though...
This is why I won't be in a relationship for a while, because I'm still in the frame of mind that if I have a woman...she'll take all my attention away from what's important- like what has happened again and again before.
I need to get right with myself, and complete myself so nothing can take my mind off of my goals, and plans- even my lady.
The sadness and anxiety of losing her starts to dissipate slowly...but surely.

"Now the question is
is to have had and lost
Better than not having all…"-- Jay-Z

I can't even eat soup without her crossing my mind. She used to drink the broth (ugh!) as I ate the soup...sad its gone, but glad it happened.
Can't even listen to R&B without her crossing my mind...remembering how we used to sing together...or I used to sing for her. I never sung for anybody before her, because I can't sing! lmao...sad it's gone, but glad it happened.
Can't watch Hairspray- her favorite movie, one of mine. Listening to Good Morning Baltimore will just make me daydream about her smile as she sung so loud and proud, the soundtrack that gave me chills.
Tingly sensation? Damnit- I'll have to live with this forever cuz I don't think anybody can satisfy me like she did. I was a head junkie, and she was the master supplier. Let's keep it funky...
Fantasies Fulfilled= sex with a schoolgirl.
The way she moaned Daddy...sad it's gone, but glad it happened.
Her editing of my work...She caught things nobody else could. She used to love my work- and show it...sad it's gone, but glad it happened.
I remember when we used to just act stupid and laugh...the laughs weren't forced...there was no tension, no baggage...we used to just enjoy each other's company and be sooooo spontaneous...carefree...sad it's gone, glad it happened.
Nights are cold now...Loved the way she would rest her head in her little "nook(sp?)", and throw her leg over my body, making us one...I reminisce on the crazy positions we would be in- yet we would be so comfortable! What kinda mess??
Sad it's gone, but glad it happened...
I never knew laughter until her...she was so stupid and quirky...
Sad it's gone...glad it happened...

Don't make assumptions of who it is...I've had many exes...let me vent!

For some reason, I still hold hope...and I choose not to quit until I know the game is over. Until I feel a sense of satisfaction...
Like the 08' Superbowl
Patriots VS Giants
Last 2 minutes...
If you saw it, you know how it turned out- and it amazed everyone watching.
Alot of people gave up on the Giants, just because they were losing and there was two minutes left in the game...
who cares??? the game wasn't over!
It aint over until the clock runs out- something the Patriots need to learn...
I would have taken my 1 second...screw the B.S.
I know the game's done...but I want a rematch. Still in denial that we've lost...
That's deep.

"Love is a journey that knows no end"

My Creative Writing prof said something funny today in class...it made me smirk. He took a trip to NY to meet up with a whole bunch of "famous authors" for some time, and he said he was upset that his girlfriend didn't come to see him. He said he wasn't surpised though...
"I'm probably already her ex boyfriend. She's not my ex girlfriend yet...Don't you hate that?!"
"awwwwwwws" erupted across the classroom.

I feel you, my brother...word.

In conclusion...
To all my ex girlfriends, I'm sad it's done- but glad it happened. Word.
(Oh, don't get me wrong! There's some out there I'm glaaaadddd I don't have to deal with your stupidness anymore! Ugh! Glad you're gone! But as far as the good times...I'm glad it happened.)

Peace & Blessings
Lucius McCall

I know love...

New J.Holiday!
Exclusive!
Piffery...

"You say the love was gone a long time ago
so why did you stay so long?
If you knew the deal, shoulda let me know
Why did you keep holding on?
Girl you put so much into me,
and I put so much in you
I don't gotta teach nobody me,
I don't gotta learn nobody new

And I know you gon' trip when I come home late without calling
I be expecting that
Whether I'm rich, or broke, hugging or fussing, girl you rolling
I'll take nothing less than that

I know looooovvveeee
has its ups and downs
And I know way to muuucccchh
to go and duck out now
So why would we give this uuuuupppp
just to go sleeping around?
You know me better than the back of your hand,
so don't you ever turn your back on this man

These nights are getting colder...
without that round thing beside me
Come upstairs and let me hold ya...
Oh baby, why would you deny me?
Girl I know you want it too
Because you love the things I do
-to you

And I know you gon' trip when I come home late without calling
I be expecting that
Whether I'm rich, or broke, hugging or fussing, girl you rolling
I'll take nothing less than that

I know looooovvveeee
has its ups and downs
And I know way to muuucccchh
to go and duck out now
So why would we give this uuuuupppp
just to go sleeping around?
You know me better than the back of your hand
so don't you ever turn your back on this man (baby ooohhh)..."
--J. Holiday
I Know Love

Ne-yo...where you at, brother? Don't get replaced.......lol.
Never that.

Peace & Blessings
Lucius McCall

VOTE!

Take it from him, take it from me...
VOTE.
WE can make change...
so let's do it!
stop complaining and get on it!
My absentee is in.
Where is your vote?

Peace & Blessings
Lucius McCall

I dare you...

I dare you to watch this and not fantasize...
not get turned on...
I dare you. lol.



I couldn't do it.
Please believe that I'm taking notes, until I perfect allllll a that.

"No, I am not addicted to sex
but girl I guarentee that if you lay with me
you just might be..."--Neyo

Peace & Blessings
Lucius McCall

GOONS

Now I've wanted to write on this subject for some time now...
but I kept putting it off...
over and over...
over and over...
why? because I'm not the type to stereotype. I'm not the close-minded type that says you are a certain way because of your appearance.
I've been a victim of that, and I don't like it- therefore I try not to do it to others.
But I've started to call a dog a dog.
I'm currently...........furious.
I'm not ranting and raging though, I know how to hold my anger...
can't say the same about my liquor, but that's another story.
haha...jk
had to try to lighten up the mood a lil.
I'm furious...
I'm a very, very, very lenient, patient, loving, caring, and understanding guy...
very.
Some people take this kind trait for weakness.
No, actually alot of people...
Let's get into this...you know how I am, but I'll try to keep it short.
About a month ago, my roomate got a new group of friends. If you looked at these guys, you would think "gangsters who weren't going anywhere in life."
Goons.
I started to think this too, because I never saw them go to class. I saw them go outside to smoke, I saw them drinking every day literally- whiskey and brandy (ugh), I heard the type of music they listened to when they would play music at the highest volume at 3 in the morning, saw how they talked about and treated women, and I talked to them.
I realized who I was dealing with when I asked one of them if he was a gangster, and he hopped out of his seat so quick and looked at me as if I tried (disrespected) him. He then gave me this long speech of how he was a "certified gangster and goon", and how he had stripes in the streets of Bankhead Court.
"If you unn like it, get some straightnin!"
It's funny how he turned out to be the coolest one...always respected me.
But that's beside the point.
All of a sudden things started to disappear...
Things like my apple juice- I had a huge bottle that i bought with my last couple of dollars, and i wrapped it in a bag so it would be separate from everything else in the fridge- so nobody with common sense would open it up. I didn't even have a full cup from it. When I was ready for my cup, it was gone.
I had four plastic cups- copped em from the Wal world- they went with my plate and bowl set. When the goons would come over, they would open my damn cupboard, take my damn cups, pour their damn drink in it, drink it- who knows where their lips have been- and put it in the damn sink.
Did they wash it? Do they wash it? No.
And the FUNNY thing is as follows:
All my cups are now gone- to God knows where- and they are now using my measuring cup to drink whatever.
wow.
it amazes me.
they can surely use my room mate's (their host) cups! But they don't want to. They know I'm going to clean, and reclean my cups, so they just keep using them, while I try to keep things clean like a maid. It got to the point where I started to wash my dishes, and realized I didn't even use the dishes I was washing- for days!
So I said forget it...
The next day surprised me. My dishes were cleaned by my room mate.
Respect.
I thanked him, and let him know I appreciated it.
If there was a choice between washing a damn cup, or using a measuring cup- what would you choose?
My glasses- It took for one to break with me present to realize they were all gone. I had several glasses. How many do I have now?
0
One day as I left to hit up the club, I saw one of the dreads shaking up something in a cup- container that my grandmother gave to me and specifically told me to take care of. I left, thought about it, and then returned to tell him to make sure he doesn’t lose that cup because it was my grandmother’s.
The next day I couldn’t find the cup. Anywhere.
Days went by, and I finally decided to text my room mate about respect…and what’s been going on as if he didn’t know.
Days later, the container was returned to me.
Why would you take it out of the apartment you got it from??? It’s not yours!
Now that’s just the least of it- a little of my problems, not even all. Things escalated when my friends’ things started to disappear.
I gave them the benefit of the doubt, but then realized that none of this B.S. happened before they came and took over the apartment. I thought I met 3 other people to live with in the apartment with me. Not 7…
But anyway, a female friend of mine came over to chill and we went next door to study because it was too loud in the apartment- even though me and my friends were there first, and it was pretty simple to see that we were studying- if you had common sense.
We returned to the room…
Her Ipod disappeared…
The goons were gone.
She threw a fit upon the goons’ return to the apartment, and they got angry and started to defend themselves- with no legit defense!
Long story short, there was a lot of yelling and one of them nearly fought me because I stepped in between him and a girl that he seemed close to putting his hands on. I handled the situation maturely, and this is why I am still in school.
She got the Ipod back, but why was it taken in the first place? Taken to a club at that…?
I threw a party for my lil brother, and a guest’s camera disappeared. They said that they never saw it, and didn’t have it…
She looked everywhere else…
The camera has still not been retrieved.
My Alize’ that I paid 20 dollars for that I left in the freezer disappeared. I got it back, after changing my attitude for a little bit, and thinking about blowing up if I didn’t get my bottle back, or my dub…
It’s in the freezer in my room now. The deal is- I shouldn’t have to do that to ensure the safety of my items.
I shouldn’t have to change my attitude to get respect.
Especially when I show them the utmost respect, no matter HOW they look or act.
My lil brother overheard them talking, and he said the conversation went like this:
“Ay, did you really lose it, or you knew where it was the whole time?”
“I knew where that shit was…”
Huh? Why?
I tried to give the benefit of the doubt, time after time- until I opened the community fridge and saw my lil brother's birthday cake missing.
Okay. That didn't set it off.
I looked in the sink and saw the container, with one more piece left inside.
Also inside was a small bowl with the bone of a wing inside of it.
Okay. That didn't set it off.
What set it off the most was the fact that I wanted a DAMN piece of the freaking cake!! God, I wish I could curse, but looking ignorant is an allergy of mine.
jk...what set it off was the lack of the respect that is issued to a man who does nothing but respect everyone.
I've had enough.
If I have to be a damn goon for a night to get respect, and keep my ish- AND get it back, then I will have to...
not.
There's a way I can handle it maturely without stooping to their level...
And the most hood one out of all of em who's been in and out of jail shows me so much love...so much respect...
It's funny how cookies crumble.
Ugh.
Back to the room...
stay tuned

Peace & Blessings
Lucius McCall