But I'm a human, not a sandwich.

BLOGWORLD! What is very very good?

So I had a pretty eye-opening conversation with Este 'til like 2AM about music, life, and the "Essence of SEIZE"--real deep shit. Peep some swaggg this summer, it'll be some bomb shit...

SOYEAH! Despite sleeping at like 3AM, I was still able to get up at 7:45 for class. My alarm is bomb, btw.

L-I-LICKY-C-K-LICKY-Y.
L-LICKY-I-C-LICKY-K-Y.

Who wouldn't wake up to that shit? SO ANYWAYS, I didn't have any Purple Rockstars in my fridge, so I made my ass some coffee, threw some clothes and a peacoat on, grabbed my cans and off to the races I went! Booka Shade started out my BART trip--BOMB shit by the way, I suggest you grab yourself summa dat tune-age...

So we went over how different drugs affect the neurotransmitters in the brain in Psych class, and Classical Liberalism in Political Science class. BOUNCE OUT to some Matt Darey in my eardrums, and shimmy-shake my way to BART again. I get home and my Pops is there--he decided to work from home. I say hello and he starts playing with this new infrared filter he's got for his camera--naturally, he needs a subject for his photogs. We shoot some shots, and he gets back to his computer, I grab myself a smoke, throw on some skate, and wait for my sister so I can grab some lunch...

OH OH! My dad's computer broke. Something about a virus. He's pissed. Join the crowd.

...So my sister gets home, looking hella scrub after her traumatizing experience at school, and we hop in the car to grab some Top Dog. See some SCRUB looking kids walking down the block...

OH BTW. WTF is up with bringing back the ugly ass 80's style. There's a reason why no one dresses like that anymore--it's fugged up. Seriously, some kids look like a Crayola box DISASTER. Coo if you dig that steez though, it ain't really my cuppa' joe, but if you rock it like that, HOPEFULLY it's because YOU THINK IT'S COOL, and someone else didn't trick you into thinking so... //.RANTOVER.

... So we grab some Top Dog, and the chick working there has BOMBPURPLEHAIR. I'm in love with that chick, btw--don't ask me why. Anyways, I'm inspired--I gotta dye my hair purple again. We grab the dogs, and I throw on some LE CASTLE VANIA driving music--HELLAYEAH. Bash my way down Broadway, and Zoe gets ready for ballet. Take her there, play some more Skate2, watch some Friends, order a pizza, and pick Zoe up. After pizza, she dyes my hair, I chat it up with MellyC and PurpleJays, and decide to write a blog...

THERE WE ARE! I listened to a buncha different tunes today, here we go!

Booka Shade's Dance department mix.
Matt Darey's Nocturnal mix.
Kaskade's Nocturnal GUESTMIX.
Rave is King, Through a Keyhole, Black Eyes, and Go Back--Remix'd by Le Castle Vania.
I am NOT a WHORE, I'M IN MIAMI BITCH, and Love Lockdown Remix'd by LMFAO.

"They say I look yummy and they want a taste/ But I'm a human not a sandwich."

ENJOY! Slap. Slap. SALUTWOZSZH.