Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Kanye does it, why can't I ?

I'm gonna be on some straight Kanye steez as I blog, only instead of yachts, I'll talk about shit I can afford.

My fav site right now has to be Karmaloop.com, i've been shopping there for about 3 years now, they always ship in a timely manner, I love the selection of clothes, sneakers, accessories they have.

I already copped me a pair of Supras, belts, and wallets so far in the last month, I'm about ready to keep spending more-After I get my Tecchnics and Serato program to DJ..

I suggest all you psuedo-Hypebeast McStreetwear cats get on the site and break the bank on that bitch, you won't be dissapointed...

P.S: Listen to Blu & Exile's "Below The Heavens", its a year and change old, but you should def listen to them, great music.


Love, Peace, and Bacon Grease-Rated R Rockstar.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

2009: The Swag List.

Alrighty, I'm back in New York finally, missed this fucking place, but not the weather, anywho, its 2009 as you already know, and I'm gonna take the time out to make a list of goals to accomplish, things i need to change about myself, and expenses I plan to create. Well, enough of the small talk, here;s the list:

Goals to accomplish:
1. Work more hours to get more money-easiest thing on the list to do.

2. When I go back to school full time, I need to maintain at least a 2.5 GPA-this is gonna require me to find the drive to do school work whic I just don't have, this is going to be the toughest one.

3. Get myself some much needed health insurance-I think there's a way to get some through my job, so I'll look into that.

4. Get back into shape, I wanna lose about 50 pounds-thats waay more than I need to lose, but I would be lean and trim, I'm trying to get that Randy Orton look. I already bought an Iron gym pull up bar, next is the perfect push-up, then the total gym, that shit Chuck Norris sells.

5. Have at least six tattoos by the end of the year-I'm getting my first one after I type this.

6. Finally purchase the DJ equipment I so desperately need-when I get more hours, this will be easy to accomplish, thanks to DJDeals.com.

7. Expand my wardrobe-Add more Supras to my sneaker collection, just basically get fresh.

8. Travel more-I would love to go on many more trips, two a year is good, its a good way to bond with friends and escape the monotany of life.

Things I Need to Change About Myself:
1. Be more brutally honest-I am an honest person, but i feel that I could still be a little more blunt towards people.

2. I need to increase my drive-I need to be motivated to do things and stop being lazy, it would definitely help out my school situation, and i feel it would be an overall great adjustment to my life.

3. I need to be a healthier person in regards to what i eat, I will continue to drink alcohol and smoke marijuana occasionall. I mean, fuck that, I'm not trying to be perfect lol.

4. I need to network-Try to put myself out there, meet people who may eventually help me become successful in the future.

Expenses:
1. DJ Equipment-Serato ScratchLive by Rane-Runs about $500-$550

2. Tattoos-Prices vary-Already have my first 4-5 designs created

3. Clothes/Sneakers-Supras run about $100-$120, some cheap Adidas sneakers, Polo V-necks, and other plain tees, Hoodies, and underwear.

Well, thats it so far, the list will obviusly be ammended, and have a progress report for those who actually care lol.

Well, be easy bitches, I'll holla...Rated R Rockstar.

Saturday, January 3, 2009

Why is my uncle laughing at me ?

DUDE!!! This vacation has seriously blown dick until New Years Eve/Granny's 80th birthday party. Let me tell you....

So I get back to Nevis from St. Kitts and I have to sleep on a mattress on the floor of the fucking living room because we gotta play Eight is Enough or some shit. SOOOO many relatives staying in one house, its like the fucking Waltons "goodnight John-Boy.." that kind of shit, all my old-heads know what I'm talking about. Anywho....so I wake up with a sore fucking throat from sleeping by the front door with no blanket, n a matress, that I share with my 23 year old 6'1 cousin...real poorman type shit...yeah, so i wake up with a sore throat and have to ride in the back of a pick-up truck to set shit up for the party, now I know why mexicans do that sit, its fun!! So while setting the place up, I find out I'm gonna be bartending that night (awesooome!) so I go home and get redy, head to the place an hour early. There alreasy like 10 ppeople there waiting, so i start knocking back Heinekens to get a lil buzz going and what not. We go through the whole happy birthday and say a couple of words shpeel, my grandfather is a lush, just like me, and he was fucking hilarious, putting the mic to his skull instead of his mouth and shit. Watching him and my dad battle dance was hilarious!! I couldn't get too drunk since I had to serve drihnks, so all I had was 7 beers.

Needless to say, it was a cool party, and I found out I'm not that bad of a brtender, I'm actually pretty good!!

The next day we went to the beach, the end.

Friday comes, and we have to head BACK to St. Kitts for a BBQ at my uncles house...can you say, free booze ? Anyway, we're waiting for the boat and there are two crazy homeless dudes singing and shit, funny stuff I thought I should mention...guess you had to be there. Anyways...we get to the house, and the first thing I do, besides greet my family, is eat some shrimp and crack open a Carib (you need to get up on that shit dawgs!), my family immediately starts wiht the "tale it easy, only a couple" and all that other mis-informed grow-up bullshit. HA!! I can drink you assholes under the table!!! So, one beer, turned to 7, plus five vodka cranberries....you know the rest. I tried to play dominoes wasted, FAIL!! I did serve drinks like a motherfucking champ though, that, I am proud of, best johnny and cokes you've ever fucking had my friend. The lasting im age I had on that island, was my uncle, looking at me, and laughing hysterically as I talked out of my ass like my last name was Bush, a proud moment that was.

So we go back on the 5 o'clock boat back to Nevis (get a fucking map ya moron) and then back to the house, where I proceeded to sleep for 14 hours at 6:30 p.m, and the last thought I remember having was "why was my uncle laughing at me ?"

Thank you, you have just wasted time you will NEVER get back by reading this. Sincerely yours..

The Rated R Rockstar.