The Enemy for The Gullibles

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Ok, I ♥ you now.

Since as far back as I can remember, I've always hated bananas. Wanna hear my sorry excuses? "The texture's gross" or "Ew, I hate the smell"... you know, being obnoxious. I was too busy being a picky diva to realize its sheer amazingness. Conveniently packaged, easy to eat, and the no-mess factor is beautious. It was only til very recently that I got hooked... Thanks.

PS: Shout out to Platanos. You know you hold a special place in my heart. 

Anjuli Stars

Have you ever felt like some of the people you've met in your lifetime were destined to be in your path? Like the pseudo-magnetic pull from within that never ceases to search for its counterparts... and when it happens, it feels like home. Anj is one of those people.

My girl. Get 'em.

♬ is ❤

--gabz.

WTF.

Damn it. Gotta cut down on the Dominican food...

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Tequila, To Kill Ya.

Whenever there's tequila involved, you know shit is about to get rowdy. Good or bad, it's obviously a game changer. Your inhibitions turn to shit and  apparently nothing can be "too loud". Thanks to the shitty Mexican restaurant in Young Circle [with its 46oz Horni Margaritas] for making yesterday special. Happy B'day, Mikey.

Kalai

His name is Kalai. I stumbled upon him on the internet the other night... his voice is like warm syrup on your skin. He calls it "urban vintage".

Perfection.
♬ is ❤--gabz.

A Tupac Christmas

I originally posted this on my myspace blog September 13th, 2007. I revisited the entry yesterday and I HAD to put it here...

People love to see the ugly in others... they'd rather bask in someone's misfortune than glorify the beauty in them... isn't that a form of prejection?

My friend, Kang [hi, kangies], says that Tupac's life was a Shakespearean tragedy, and I completely agree. Born into misery, pulling strength from within, completely changing the world with his commandeering persona... he was too good. Too good to be alive for very long. People don't like to be overshadowed... and he overshadowed so many with his glow. Of course, the media embellished his thug appeal... turning his tattoo into the essence of his being. There was so much more to Tupac than him spittin' atrocities into a microphone....

Lino [hi, linooo] sent me this link to Tupac's first MTV interview, which never aired. I've watched it so many times already... each time hurting a little more... to the point of tears. Seriously. Watch for yourself and see what I mean...

I feel him so much on this. For those of us born into nothing, we must create the empire. We must create the prophecy. We must create the dream and live it... If it doesn't start with us, it doesn't start anywhere.


♬ is ❤--gabz.