The Terrible Twenty Two's

Yesterday was my 22nd birthday...

My sister, Andrea appropriately dubbed this birthday the "terrible twenty two's". Terrible being the best thing ever, of course. I don't remember the last time that I was like, "wow, Gab, it's gonna be a good year"... I mean, I've probably said it but this is the first time I really feel it.

Thursday night, my girl Anjuli and I chilled @ my apartment and brought in my birthday with some blazeotronics, Jamie Foxx, & crazy family stories... that simple moment solidified every positive vibration I was feeling. Here I am, having nothing and having everything all at once. It feels beautiful...

This year, my relationship with my first love is going to reach a new high. I'm all his.

This is the day I fell in love.

♬ = ❤

I HAZ THE BETA.

browsing on the interwebs has gotten on some next level shit.

gosh, i love being geeky.

[ps: happy birthday, gramps!]

Gotta ♥ Gramps

My grandfather is 79 years old and you would never know it. Any chance he gets to rub it into someone's face about how well maintained he is for his age, he takes and runs. Boastful like no other and what's funny is his uber dictatorial persona [that makes up for his lack of stature]. He's as perverted, flirty & fresh as any Dominican 16 year old and is way more narcissistic than he needs to be. Strict diet, exercise, and beauty products galore. This nigga even blow dries his feet after he showers. Yes, it's that serious. 

He's turning 80 on Wednesday and what does he want for his birthday? Beyoncé.

Gotta ♥ gramps.

Stephen Marley Live in Miami Beach

See ya.

Word?

I gotta get fridge words again... a sea of words over time becomes little clusters of senseless and usually lewd shit. I love it.

The old apartment, Boston, 2007.

Acoustic Hip Hop: AX

only do what you gotta do...

Kid CuDi: "Day N Nite"

Yes! A video, finally! I've obviously been on a CuDi binge lately... 

Ah! This is my favorite, though. Simon & Garfunkel remake, "50 Ways To Make A Record"

 

Enjoy ♥

The Best Reason to Adore Katy Perry

you're like an indian summer
in the middle of a winterlike a hard candywith a surprise centerhow do i get better?
Behind the I-kissed-a-girl glamour and cutesy, designer outfits lies the authentic soul of a hippie playing her guitar and singing her little heart out.


[ps: Anj, this is for you!]

The Way Many of Us Feel When We're Patron-ized.

don't even front. we've all had our moment of waste...dness.

Great Advice From Your Friendly Neighborhood Publix

Perfectly placed by the beers & chorizos.

My [Imaginary] Affair with John Mayer

It is an undeniable fact that I listen to John Mayer waaaay more than recommended. I can't help it! I guess you could say I'm a sucker for ill musicians & lyricists... it's the Berklee geek in me. Every soulful, heartbreaking solo and every quote-worthy, uber-metaphorical verse entrances me even further into the mania. The day I get to work with John Mayer you better believe I'll be holding back tears of joy while trying to find a way to go change my underwear...

Album you MUST own to get up on the John Mayer game: Heavier Things, circa 2003.

Enjoy!

♬ is ❤

Kanye & KiD CuDi: "Welcome To Heartbreak"

and my head keeps spinnincan't stop havin these visionsi gotta get wit it...
[shit, amen.]

The Post Valentine's Day Post

[Originally written @ 3 AM, Vday eve...]

I wonder how many times the word love has been written, spoken, and/or read today. I mean, it really is the day when Love is thrown around the most.. Pff but this is just the beginning. The rosy haze adds a glow to your skin for the majority of the day, until you're eventually sweating in Love. So much electricity in the air and coincidentally it's hot and energetic outside. Beauty Salons, Nasty wings, ill live engineering/liquorgettin skills and kickin the sickest flows you've heard in a minute: ingredients for the perfect SAUCE.

You'll get a taste soon; promise.

[PS] My bad for the gangsta ass hold I put you guys on. It's tax season... No worries April 15th, we celebrate.