cuz i can't work a job
Filed under: jfk's life. | Tags: Bitches, Happiness, Haters, Karoake, Los Angeles, New Years, New Years Eve, New Years Resolution
we set off the new year @ sunnii’s crib. we planned 2 have a kickback & the went off smoothly. we had a couple of flakes, but we just dusted them off because we had everything we need 2 set off a kickback. cool people, food, music, drinks & a karoake machine.
all in all, i started the new years off right. w/ a new internship/job @ record label who loves me, w/ family & friends who care & plus i gained a new friends who are cool as hell.
i’m so happy right now that i have a new years resolution. here they are:
- be prosperous
- get paid & laid
- be healthier
- enjoy life
so i’d like 2 wish everyone a happy new year & i hope u’ll gain everything u want out of this year. & here’s a special FCK YOU 2 all the haters & bitches. lol.
lmao!
Filed under: jfk's life., music. | Tags: Happiness, Intern, Internship, Just Love Records, Music Internship, Record Label
everything’s pretty much easy breezy. nothing hectic, yet. it’s super cool. my boss is cool & laid back as hell. i can get used 2 this, well, w/ pay.
I INTERN @ A RECORD LABEL!!!!
Filed under: jfk's life., music. | Tags: Happiness, Just Love Records, KiD CuDi, Music Industry, Music Internship, music., Record Label
SCORE! i interviewed 2 be an intern @ an indie record label named “Just Love Records.” i nailed the interview & my first day is on monday. yep, i’m moving on up. my stagnant days are pret-ty much over.
HOORAH!
p.s. the title is another quote from KiD CuDi. it fits the moment because i just had an incident w/ some people about my lack of establishment. i’m setting up my ground plan 2 build. so get under the umbrella or get rained on.
Filed under: jfk's life., poetry. | Tags: Clairvoyance, Happiness, Instincts, Intuition, Life
dear clair
u make my gut loses it’s tact
i wish u would trust my logic
& cease the uneasy tension in my back
& the feeling of lethargy
u exhaust me
u emotive Clair
my decisions preserves us
u are ungrateful & boisterous
i wish i could go numb
i hate the shit out of u
because ur so naive
i like the way ur heart makes u think u can achieve
sometimes u make me proud
i find it hard 2 trust u
ur opinions are sometimes off bound
ur growth, i want 2 rush u
& five year old Clair
i know ur only trying to help
u want to fill the void w/ fun
happiness takes stealth
& i rather feel the void w/ none
& i wish u would trust my logic
& cease my destructive thoughts
because my logic’s always right
& what u left will have me lost
& thoughtless at ur cost
