Hip Hop 101

Last night's Roots concert was legendary as usual. Jumbo hot dog for $4 was almost worth it until later that night when I was ailing from a tummy ache. I swear (and you all are my witnesses) one day I'm going to catch Questlove's drum stick.

"One more week.." is a fitting catchphrase for this time. Because it's "one more week" until Alvin and Vince are saying their farewells and departing for Japan. And "one more week" before I start fall quarter. Blehhhhh. So much I'm not looking forward to. Aww, tear.

ANYWAY! Excelsior was lame. Being drunk and completely out of it is overrated. That numbing sensation is not good. And my 5 senses are deteriorating rapidly. Good thing school starts so I have an even better excuse to stay home and not waste any more of my brain cells. A-ha! An upside to an intense curriculum.

It was so good to see my Orange County friends even though the event that brought us together was a somber one. It was even better introducing the new boyfriend to my "brother" and "sister." I don't know why people always fall for that, but they do. I love Dung and Oanh!! And my grammar enforcement doesn't just stop with you folks. There was a guy (that I haven't met till this past Saturday and will remain anonymous for reasons inexplicable) that has a PERMANENT TATTOO that says, AND I KID YOU NOT, Born Of YourS Sins. Yours?! I didn't mention anything upfront to this jackass because anyone who has jail tattoos such as his, you should honestly fear for your life. But he must have noticed I was gawking at it for long periods of time trying to decipher his secret message or figuring out that this guy is a complete idiot. Whatevers man... seeing tattoos like his completely turns me off and only convinces me more so to enact a law that requires you not only to be 18 years of age but to also present a high school diploma explicitly saying that this here person passed four years of english courses. Honestly...

Haha and that is my rant for the day. See you tonight for the baskeyball game @ 715PM to cheer on the mans, numero doce.