Monday, February 9, 2009

Number One. February 9, 2009


RANDOM ASS DAY TO START A BLOG.

So, I wake up at TWOPM to see that there are like, fifty missed thingies on my phone--OhhHELLO! None of 'em ended up mattering, so that's all for naught. Called up my buddy Duncan to see if he had gotten back from Las Vegas, and to see how hungover he was--HAHAH. Bunch of stories were told, I made a pizza, and we said goodbye--after I told him I'd be stopping by for some Street Fighter III practice (SRKSRK). ..

OHOH! Jeremy Jules thinks he can take me in some STREETFIGHTERIV. woooow, I'm about to take that fool's money... Ridiculous...

So Zoe finally gets home, with Sophia in tow, and she's FLIPPIN' OUT. So I grab a smoke, and she tells me how she almost got robbed for her scarf. Then she goes on and on and on about how she doesn't wanna dress nice anymore (EPIC FAIL, if you ask me) and how traumatizing it was. I instill my words of wisdom (streetsense level up?) and the two of them start going back and forth about what happened during the day. They grab themselves some Cup Noodles, and I head downstairs for a little Skate 2 sesh...

Skate 2 annoys the FUCK outta me sometimes. I can sit there for HOURS trying to finish lines, and sometimes I just can't do 'em that day--JESUS. Anyways, so I'm trying to grind on this rainbow rail and tech the beetch out, when I get frustrated and turn it off. Instead, I decide to throw on some JSR tunes and vibe out a little bit. A little bit of tech later (steps, swipes, mehhh..) I get my bag ready and take my sister to her TKD. Drop her off, and chat with Lester and Tina, then I'm on my way to Duncan's for some Street Fighter. As I head out of the gym, some bigass dude is bumpin' slaps in his truck, so I do a little dance and this dude gives me a dap. HAHA. I throw on some Lil' Scrappy, and bash my way down to 25th Ave. I hit Duncan's house, give him fatty daps, converse a little more about his trip, and we throw down on some SF. 13 wins later, I gotta say goodbye, and I bash my way down 19th to pick Zoe up again. Pick her up, we grab some McD's and throw on some 94.9--WHERE THEY'RE PLAYING CLUB MUSIC. DANCE DANCE DANCE my way down the freeway, and I get home, and decide to start a blog.

HELLOBLOGWORLD. My name is Miggy Seize, and I have BIG ASS HAIR.

No comments:

Post a Comment