Runnin'

I was at a friends house watching MTV Jams, which doesn't play nearly enough "Hip-Hop" as they should, and this video came on. It immedately made me think of Cousin Chris and yea so here it is.

Who loves Hip Hop? Brandi Loves Hip Hop! Is it? I do, I do, I doOooO!

The embed thing-a-ma-gig to the original version was disabled so...

Tatted Up!

Sitting in the SAC conversing about tattoo's for a hot min. And I realized how un-original people can be when marking their bodies. Myself included. Every one has a Adinkra Symbol. And its always the Sankofa, or Chinese/Arabic writing. A cross, a butterfly, or stars, it's all the same. Now I have 7 tattoos! All of which are not
original (they were either found on a website or in a book).

I vow from this day forward that whatever tattoo I get, it will be totally original, meaningful, and unique to my style. Maybe something that i'll draw up! Who knows. Be on the look out for some "fire" body art from Me.

GoogleMe

Ran across this on the Web. I was like DAMN this the chick from my Super Sweet 16! And I actually like the song. I tried to look up when her album was going to drop but,no luck! Anywho... check it out. Feed me back. Enjoy or Not.

Teyana Taylor - Google Me

(click here to view video)

More Randomness

Just some randomness... I really slept all day today and so I like have a tad bit more energy than I would like but I'm tired. It's weird, don't ask. Anywho. Check this out.

Try to watch this wothout laughing or grinning. You get no credit unless you watch the whole thing all the way through
Somethimes I wish I had an extremely weird talent I could make money off of.

Ok so this lil boy is so cute. Who thinks he wrote this rhyme? Even if he didn't doesn't it seem like he know exactly what he's talking about?

Haha! I saved the BEST for last. Remember this! "Y lo shalala my Ass!"

Copacetic

Bored. Tired. Procrastinating. Mad. Happy. Unsatisfied with what i fed myself but full nonetheless. Confused. Hurt. Blaming myself. Semi-satisfied with school. Totally unsatisfied with my love life. Alive and well.

Loving the fact that my life is not as bad as it could be.

"I know were he's NOT!"

So last night I just felt like Laughing so I began to think of movies that made me laugh. SHREK just popped into my head. Donkey is crazy! But, he is only one of my favorite characters in the movie. I think that people overlook all of Shrek's other sidekicks. For instance, Pinocchio... now he's a funny dude. I felt compelled to share this with you yesterday but I had to study for a midterm. Then when Ciara (look C's I gave you some credit) and I were hysterically laughing about it today I just had to share it. Who learns who to lie so that its not lying? Funny Ish!

Heres a lil extra

(Ok this is the last one I promise)

OMG! ::crying::

So I'm surfing bloggs and get to Maddie's page. She has this post about the truth being Christianity and Jesus Christ. Honestly, I am writing this blog in tears (or at least I was crying and I'm holding them back now). My heart repeatedly sank while watching the clips that she posted. I don't want to admit that now I am questioning my faith but I would be lying to myself if I said otherwise. Like I said in a comment to the post, I have heard people tryin to denounce God and Christianity before but never have I ever been hit so hard. Maybe because since I have been here at Temple I have been finding my relationship with God to be more and more true and comfortable to handle (A loving friendship with God is everything but easy). I love Jesus and believed hole hearted that he was my savior and to now see this after 19 years of believing I am truly baffled and hurt. All I keep thinking about is how God granted us intellect, common sense, and a coincidence. And all of those things are telling me that I need to rethink this whole Believing in a higher power thing. Not saying that i may come to the conclusion that God and Jesus do not exist. But I do, now, need to do some serious soul searching. I'm always looking up in the middle of the day and thanking God for a plethora of things. Was I just talking to the clouds? When Eve gave that apple to Adam and God was mad because now they would see evil. Was that evil just really the truth that they were insane talking to some unknown figure they created in their minds? Were they Skitzo's? Are miracles just coincidence's? MY GOD! I cant do this. I mean please just watch it. Christian or not. I would really like to know what you think.

God, if you are there show your self to me and stop playing with my emotions!

(just click the title of This blog post and it'll take you directly to it)

Not Just Another 24

Gosh! I missed bloggin... I haven't done it since yesterday and I feel like a fiend needing a fix. I'm currently sittin in my room contemplating studying for this midterm tomorrow (dont worry i'll prob end up doing it at like 1:00 in the morning and bein dead tired tomorrow), realizing how stress free and happy my days have been lately. Like no worries what so ever. Noting but laughs laughs and more laughs. God has truly blessed me lately. I think this is his way of saying, "don't worry about. I got you." I appreciate that. Thanks. The new people in my life have really been a breath of fresh air. You all know who you are. Chris' blog really made me think about who my friends, best friends and acquaintances are. I've realized why I came to college with only two friends and why some of the people I've met here in Philadelphia I've severed ties with. And instead of dwelling on it I have chosen to chuck it up as a loss and move forward with MY life. I LOVE ME, even if nobody else does. And thats what really matters most. I guess this post is just to say thanks to God, my friends and my acquaintances. All of the relationships that I have had and/or still have with you make me who I am today. And is molding who I will be tomorrow. No, I'm not saying that these people make me Brandi but, life experiences make a person who they are. In college all you have is the people that you meet and class. I feel like im rambling... I hope that I'm not though. I'm just grateful for these Sunny Days. For without these experiences the day would be "Just another 24 that passes by."

Habititual Line Steppa

So I have been looking for soemthin to blog about all day. Well not so much looking as logging in and beginning to write and then finding out that, "hey I really dont have anything to say." This is not another one of those moments. I just received a text message from my uncle, who is a police officer in New Jersey, saying that the gang MS-13 is beginning initiation tonight. Get this, this is how it works... they bump the back of your car and when you get out they shoot you. This is serious the FBI has dubbed this gang the most violent gang in America. Most of them are foreign commin from many countries in South America, mainly El Salvador. They can be distinguished by their tattoos. Most of them,like 90%, have MS-13 tatted on their faces. (like in the picture) And they wear blue and white collard shirts. Be on the watch for these "ColdBlooded" MoFo's. Especially for these next couple of weeks while driving. Look out your rear view before exiting your car.

You know how the Bloods and Crips were originally founded for good reasons and those ideologies was just lost at one point or another? Well not this gang! It was found by some Latinos who just liked to kill. So that's what this gang does they KILL.... FOR FUN! Like uggg... what is this world coming to.

Please just be CAREFUL. They aren't heavy in Philly but they are here.

mistakes made

Ok... so I posted this blog thinking that I was logged into mine but to my amazement I was logged into C's blogger. If you really want to read it. (Its worth it believe me) Hit her blog up. It's titled Eye to Eye. Enjoy... or not.

http://elegantindependence.blogspot.com/2008/03/eye-to-eye.html

FINISH HIM!

Stood up, sitting in my room bored as hell as i began to think of the only video game besides Tetris and Crash Bandicoot that I actually played and loved to play as a kid. I was never really into video games I was more of a watcher and instigator than a player. But MORTAL COMBAT was my sh*t. So I just had to YouTube it and watch the fatalities. Son, I so remember why I loved it so. The death scenes were the greatest. And even though the graphics weren't like they are now they were still dope as sh*t! Characters just don't get killed like that any more. All in favor for a Mortal Combat comeback say "I".... I!

.:hand waiving high in air:.

(Scorpion and Sheeva were the Illest... somebody tweaked the graphics at the end. It's kinda funny but it aslo kinda made me mad that they fu*cked with a classic)

Stood Up

How many times do you have to be stood up before you give up?

Why do you stand people u in the first place?

Long time No speak

Saw a old friend today. The visit was brief but nice. A tad bit awkward but, refreshing. Thanks for the nice cool breeze... old friend.

Bi*chAssNess?

Ok so these video's were brought to my attention yesterday. And tho they were both funny I was a tad bit unsure of how to feel about Wayne after seeing both. Wyane exhibits the ill Bi*chassness and Styles is a "G", right? Does anybody understand why Wayne just walked off stage instead of being belligerent? Or because he's Wayne he's suppose to exhibit the same qualities as Styles. It's just impossible for him to think logically? IDK!! Please help.

(Did anybody see that Parker Report on MTV Jams where they talk about this very thing, "You can't have G lyrics if your not a G.")

Ok so Styles gets a gazillion Kudos for this one....


"Yeah, you know it's on when the real nigga hatin you No sleep, think about, the steel penetratin you He the type to break the blade off in you Fuck a cage when you know that it's a cage up in you What? Kinda hard to not, go on a murder spree Paintin niggaz burgundy, put 'em to surgery Go kill they family like the shit was a urgency S.P. is back, call the state of emergency" - S.P the Ghost

Ignorant SAC Moment

I'm sitting in the SAC yesterday, a daily routine, and this freshman kid just so happens to be sitting across from me in the adjoining booth. I sit down to eat and this kid just starts belting out Jada Kiss lines. (Nothing worth quoting... something very commercial). I laugh, it was funny, all I kept thinking was, "this kid is animated." Well after 20minutes of singing loudly and waving hands in the air I was kinda annoyed so decided to make conversation to shut him up.

Here's a lil snippet:

Me: Is this what you like to do in tour spare time, be loud?

Kid: Yeah, I want to be a public speaker.

(light bulb) It just so happens that on that very day The Roots, or at least one of the band members, were coming to campus to speak to the students about the importance of voting.

Me: Oh so your going to listen to The Roots speak?

Kid: Fu*k No! For what? I don't know him! And he ain't gon do sh*t but campaign for Obama! Why should I give a fuck? I don't even like their music.

Me: (in shock) Well it was just a question. I figured that since you want to be a public speaker you would like to see another public speaker in action. Oh yea, and he's not talking about Obama the event was jut sponsored by the Obama Campaign.

Kid: Jus cause I wanna be a public speaker doesn't mean I want to listen to some next nigga talk. Especially about Voting. I ain't gonna Vote No way!

Wow! At this point I was livid. Now that was not the whole conversation. But that is all that's needed to understand why a educated black woman like myself and the others I was with became very upset.

WHAT IS GOING ON MY BLACK BROTHER?

Not to mention his man, another young black man, was in total agreement... SAD. We, the ladies at the table, then try to explain to the young men why they should vote. Ancestral Commitment, Make some from of Difference, become less Ignorant etc.....

Kid's excuse:

THE POPULAR VOTE DOESN'T MATTER ANY WAY!

Ok dude... (sarcasm)
His friends excuse:

I DON'T CARE WHAT HAPPENS TO AMERICA I'M MOVING TO ANOTHER COUNTRY ANY WAY.

Ugggg.... like why I don't understand what it is with black men and not voting. Seriously, every little bit counts because it all effects you. Directly or indirectly. ALL LAWS IN AMERICA EFFECT YOU!! And who passes those laws? Our government officials. Who appoints those officials either directly or indirectly? WE DO! I even said to the men," what if Dr. Martin Luther King thought the same as you, where would we be?" He honestly just said that it didn't matter because it didn't happen that way.

WHAT!! And... Your.... EDUCATED!!

If nobody voted then where would we be? As far from a democracy as we are, we definitely would be farther if voting ceased (yea, its rally dumbed down). It's kids like this ignorant freshy that make the black population as a whole look stupid (simple words people).

My great grandfather fought for my right to vote.

He was hosed down and beaten by the police. Locked up and stripped of his dignity on many occasions. If I didn't take part [in voting that is] its like spitting in his face. Fu*k if the vote doesn't matter. It's the principal of the thing.

History can and will repeat its self if action is not taken people.

DUH!!!

"One Less Vote"

The Fourteenth Amendment, granting black men the right to vote, was ratified in July 1868. Every black vote became a threat to white Southerners' political power. The stone reads, "Negroe Killed, Seymour Ratification, KKK."

Electro-Compulsive Theory

So... this is Brandi (aka: Bonita Applebum)
You were hoping for Ms. Strickland? Too bad.

Seriously though, we're all sitting around.. chilling.. singing the lyrics to songs off key in a major way while Brandi walks around screaming about the hair color she's trying to set in, ranting about how she wants to look like Beyonce [and not end up with my hair color lol].

&& it hits me as I'm listening to Still in Love by 112.
This is therapy.

It's just that simple. The company of those who will make you laugh. The ones who will sit around with you while you have no purpose in life at that moment in time, and still make you feel worth the while. This is the healing process. This is how we recover. Let me speak for myself, this is how I recover. And, it's really not that bad. I can't front. I have moments, but when I'm in good company, I'm reminded that things really aren't that difficult. It's another day, another lesson learned. Back to losing myself in the music and the moment...

The Other One

Hope Brandi plans on telling ya'll about her OD moment in the SAC and on the way to 1300. I'll just call it, "The words of a Black Woman who knows her political stance and the power of her vote."

The Chopping Block

So I am officially on the Fu*k It Diet! (Thanks C's)

U clearly care or you would have minded your business.

If I did or didn't you handled MY business wrong Miss'.

Your not my mommy, and even if you were, you are still not entitled to know all aspects of my life.

That's my PRIVY Information.

Hop off mine. You needed this dick to feed your nosey habit.

A friend is just that, a friend.

Nothing more nothing less. Guess we have different Definitions.

Never have I had a friendship with so many flaws.

I'm was mad and crying because you were sneaky and kniving.

Regardless of what you say. Thats all you have to go on is someone elses personal account.

And on that note. Take my dick out of your mouth and get out.

Of MY life, that is.

(especially if you cant respect the fact that it's mine... and uh this was not suppose to be a poem it just ended up rhyming lol)

Torres Wise

"You have the right to SHUT THE FU*K UP!" - Ms. Wise

My life is just that,

MY LIFE!

You need not know all things about it,

PERIOD.

Nuff said.

(Not my poem but I found it www.funnyjunksite.com found it totally relevant)

I’ve asked myself this question so many times,

I thought I would try and put it to rhyme.

Does God like someone who interferes

In someone else’s business and affairs?

Does he appreciate someone who is always putting their nose where it doesn’t belong?

Someone who has done it for way too long.

Someone who takes it upon themselves

To add their two cents where it doesn’t belong.

Does God like a nosey person who has nothing better to do

Than to put their nose where it doesn’t belong?

I dont think He does,

Do you?

Female Freestyle

I'm sitting in the SAC at the foe-bar tables, watchin people enter and look around to see if somebody's watchin them, talking about spoken word, going back and forth reciting lines from written art that pertain to our lives; and my gurl just up and begins to spit. On some OD randomness (or at least i thought it was at the time until I realised her mind is like a dude trapped in a females body) ... here it is: (remember this is a rhyme... not a poem)

“Bend this
Right leg back
Feel that dick in my appendix
Just like that
Give this sweet pussy a French Kiss
I talk a lot of shit but I can back it up
And when he enters with the dick, you know I backs it up

And if he on some other shit

I’m on that that’s enough…” -My Hy Revealer

(Her delivery is what makes it what it is. As it is for most piece's that are meant to be heard not read)

(Here B. this pic is just for you, Intimate Touch by Girolamo Gjeri)

For the Cuddy C

I have realized that some people who I thought were close to me are not. People who I thought, thought highly of me, do not. And people who I thought I could trust I cannot.

We live in a country where the right to choose your own path of life is supposedly suppose to be highly respected. So respect this, I CHOOSE TO DO ME. Instead of electing officials who will make my decisions about laws that I will have to abide by; I vote to create my own democracy. No middle man. I do not have to and will no longer consult/ imaginarily elect others before making my decisions. I was once a baby bird scared to leave the nest and now I realize that my wings are strong enough to fly high. Over all others and depend on nothing but God’s creation of gravity to keep me there.
A friend of mine just came to this realization. Took him a while to understand that really all he has is himself, and I’m elated that he had that break through. Taking time to reminisce on life is what life is about! Morality grows/forms from the revelations of experiences.

“The unexamined life is not worth living.” – Socrates

Beats me, Revelation I guess...

Sitting here in my towel... I realize how elated I am. I've been kinda pissed for the past day or so. Some things have been brought to my attention that just really pissed me the F off! But, today im good. I don't have a worry. My people's from home is coming to spend the day with me before heading back to school. AND I had great sex last night. I mean im not going to go into detail don't worry. But I just wanted to state that today I realize that Good Sex CAN really make the whole day better. I asked a friend of mine last night, as she was sm0kin a bl*nt of course, what else besides Mary Jane getts you Hy? She responded, "Sex and money." Crazy chick! (thinks like a dude) I didn't understand how havin sex could get you that same feeling that a L could. But I was definitely shown and had to eat my words. I have found my Bud replacement. I quit smokin a while ago. But always seem to relapse here and there. No more! I have officially found a great way to be Hy and stay in shape, releasing those endorphins in a different way. Thank you friend for lettin me in on your Hy secret. Thank you person whom got me Hy.

Gotta do the Best for Me... Go Motha Fu*ka

Dedicated to all the ladies in my life who have lost someone special to them recently.

Why do I pump my OWN gas in Philly again?

I kno its like 4 in the morning but im just getting in the house and I have to post this.

I'm at the gas station in jersey (for those of you who dont know we do not pump our own gas. We have servants .:jk:. for that) and I pull up and see this very small Indian man holding the nozzle to the gas pump, jumping up and down like a mad man! At first im thinking this MFa is pourin Gas all over this Bi*ch an is about to blow this thing up. Then I realize he has on a Shell jacket. Anyway, at the same time a very large SUV is speeding down St. Georges Ave (very main block that the station is on... but is virtually empty at 4 in the morning) and another Indian man (the manager who works inside the mini mart) is screaming obscenities (in his foreign language but I know they're curse words because he throws in a few F's and mother F's) into the air at the the attendant. Me being the nosey body that I am roll down my window... no longer concerned with getting gas b4 the car breaks down... and attentively listen. Get this, supposedly the man in the SUV stole $63.00 and some change worth of gas. How do you ask? Well kiddies he had the man fill his tank up and then just as the attendant was taking the nozzle out (getting ready to come around to the car window to collect his money) the man Pulls Off! GENIUS! And that my friends is how you steal gas! The funny part tho is seeing a very small (no taller than 4'11") Indian man throwing a temper tantrum like a child getting yelled at by another man (whom is not much taller than him). Listening to their interpretation of the F word. Great times. Only in Jersey (sigh). Thats why they make you pay ahead of time in Philly huh?

Politics as Use-uAL

My life is, based on sacrifices, jewels like ices

and fools that think I slip, you fuck around

you get your guys hit, they built me to be filthy

on some I-do-or-die shit, for Real.

"DEXTER STRICKLAND one of the great JR guards in the country just showed you why with the flush!"

Amazzzzin' Gru-ace!

So my moms just put me up on this yall... don't worry its ok to laugh he's not mentally challenged... (n if he's not hy I wonder what it is...) the the dam*n church tho!

So you don't have to watch this whole video (just the first minute or so). But you do have to watch all of the next one.

Home of the FREE tho? (peep the ad libs)

my Brian's like Pinky

I'm sitting in Calvins room reading all the new blogs when I began to think about my life.

UGGGG... WHAT AM I DOING WITH IT!

well lets see...

a bottle a day + a blog post/read or 2 + a small dose of VH1/BET + (maybe) homework = ME!

and that it... there isn't anything more intellectual happening to my life. I feel like there should be some sort of revelation at least every few days. Or like some big idea should hit me ..... kinda like Pinky & The Brain.

Thats it... I SHOULD TAKE OVER THE WORLD!!

damn.... bloggin really does bring out the best in you huh? It just lets you release all of your... everything! I'm gonna take over the world... (I'm thinking that it might just be easier to take over the parts that will easily give in... this way I wont have to do much of any work.... fu*k... still a slacker trying to take the easy way out) I wish I could be like the Brain. Everyday just have a great idea, try it out then, when all else fails I... (guess)...... try try again. I mean didn't his enthusiasm just turn you on? It just made you want to get into somethin as a kid. Karate, Soccer, Kick Ball, Red Light Green Light something! Kudos to Warner brothers for making a cartoon about a small creature with big dreams. Maybe one day that will be me. Right now im going to sit back...and let the liquor sink in. Smirnoff (triple distilled) mixed with a lil' Burtons.

Who loved Pinky as much as i did? .:waiving hand in air like small child in class:.

F IT!

Im tired of holdin this shit in!

I am BISEXUAL!!!!!!!

There I said it. OK!!

I'm hating men! I've been giving you guys the benefit of the doubt for years now. Tick mother fu**kn Tick!

TIMES UP!

You do nothing but disappoint in all areas.

SEX (just because I... doesnt mean sh*t. Learn this word fellaz... orgasm),

LOVE (when you love you dont cheat and repeatedly disappoint), and

COMPANIONSHIP (no f'n comment).

Yall SUCK.

I guess im doing this so that if ya'll see me walking round on campus with a chick you won't be surprised.

For all those whom already knew.... disregard this.

IDK

Honestly this is just a bunch of weird sh*t that I found. Wow to the internet!



Funny Videos




Funny Videos


Funny Videos

Where are you hidin "Pigon" tho?

umk. so there are several inspirations for this post.

1. I woke up alone this morning

2. After I realized I was alone I wanted to watch cartoons. Only to turn on the TV and not be satisfied.

I therefore went on line and was like, "I need to get my serving of love and cartoons for the day."

(LightBulb on.... NOW .:ding:.)

PEPE LE PEW!!

Son! As a child you never quite understand that he is stalkin damn near rapin these females. He's crazy! If a man really acted this way he would be locked up! Peep Pepe and this terrified female cat as they demonstrate Ike and Tina's relationship.

Please dont forget to pay attention to their accents. If i was French i'd be pissed.

Im messin Wit B's Girl

Ummk. So im still listened to the music on the comp. It's on shuffle and what not. C's put me up on the Miss. Erykah Badu "New AmErykah" album. I already loved her but, guys this might be better than Baduizm. I think ppl be sleepin cause her music's kinda weird, as far as lyrics go (shu... at times I have to rewind the songs over and over again just to try and get the damn thang!). But the purpose of this is to say. B... for some reason your just poppin up all over my life today. (get out of my brain) First my name now my life. I swear! lol

Anyway this song reminds me of you and ya girlfriend.

So I'm reading B. Dezzy's post and it's touching me in more ways then one. I love my mom and she is everything to me. I mean I really don't know what I would do. Now, thinking that whlie simultaneously reading, Christina Aguilera comes blasting thru my computer speakers.

"She always dreamt of a fairytale life

And all the things that your money can't buy

She thought that he was a wonderful guy"

So deep... I begin to cry. "It's my childhood," I thought. "Damn my momma is a strong female," was the next thought. I wiped the tears away and decided to write this blog. And now.... i'll let ya'll listen to the talented Miss. Christina Aguilera!! (said like commentator)

(sigh)SIGNS....

umk... so... when starting something new with a dude, right (smacking w/ dirty girl accent)... how do you know when you should move forward and go on that second date? I mean... scenario: everything is cool, great, copacetic. Your out on the date and your having a lot of fun. Then there is one thing that just throws you completely off. Lets say he's.... looking at his phone every 10 minutes. And it's pissing you off b/c it's like hes paying attention but not paying attention to you.Or he's waiting for something more important to come along. Or whatever it is, this one thing really irks you. Its making the date seem less and less great and more like if a second date comes or doesn't come you could care less. If your feeling nonchalant about it... do you go on the second date and hope that it gets better? Or, is that a sign right there that its not even worth it? (looking up to the sky with blank stare, really confused)