Too Fast?

It seems I've developed a bad habit, which is spending money before I actually get it. I have the habit of getting my check blowing it in a day then throughout the week asking people for money. Then next check I get I blow most of it then give them a portion of what i owe. Then I borrow money to pay them back......smh. Such a horrible cycle. When I think about it though I should be spending money on other things but I break down and go right around the corner to stupid ass king of prussia mall. BTW I reaaaalllllly reaaalllly miss when that mall wasnt full of loud ghetto black people. It seems since king of prussia has been invaded by niggas the segway cops have tripled and I think they have guns now.

Like I need a reason to compile a list of objects

Nya's Ten essentials.



American Apparel Fine jersey tee's
I've got too many of these to take the time to sit down and count.



Vans Zapato del barco Black.
Yes, I have $215 shoes at my disposal..But wearing them as "essentials" is not practical.$55 shoes are fine with me.



APC New cure
Eighteen days until the six month mark.



LG Dare
Never will I ever doubt that I am blessed beyond belief. I got this without paying a cent after I managed to break my stupid little juke phone.



Matte Faux leather hoodie
Umm,yup.



Head Porter Shati Wallet
My Moms thinks that this looks like a toy wallet. She says it's annoying.



Dee and Ricky Lego heart brooch
People find this to be irritating as well.



American Apparel Stag bag
Gleaming, multi-strapped superbness.



Ray-Ban prescription frames
These are actually "essential". Without these or contacts (which I'm generally too lazy to put on) I can't see three feet ahead of me.



Raf Simons X eastpack daypack
..In my wildest dreams.

Mr. West: 10 essentials

Via Style

Hair

Cutting my hair is something that I've always said that I'd never do. Only because I've felt that it would make me less "straight adajacent" than I already am. Sidenote: I just skewed the term "gay adjacent", I'm actually not that clever. But, with the end of one stage approaching, heralding the rise of another. There really couldn't be a more charming opportunity.

The days of blowing the random wisps out of my eyes, or flinging my head around in an attempt to create some sort of motion with the ever-shortening mop untop of my head will soon be no more. Tomorrow morning, preluding The Roots picnic, the "Locks of Love" will be gone. They really haven't been locks of love since last Summer when some Woman got ahold of them and attempted to tame them,permanently. It's been a downward spiral since then and, I'll be happy to see it gone. No more walking up the stairs on late nights, rubbing grogging eyes, and climbing into the bed only to realize hours later that I've failed to wrap a scarf around my head. And no more constant combing throughout the day.

Looking into the mirror besides the couch now I'm reminded of how much I hate it. It's black kind of brownish straightness, the fact that it's connected to my head, apart of me, immediately the primary focus when one's eyes are not cast downwards. In fact, I hate it so much that I'm dedicating a post to it. Even moreso that I have arranged to have it diminished. Just not entirely, styled even. I'm not as extreme as I'd like to be.


This is my long drawn out announcement and agreement with India Arie. You'll see tomorrow,I am not my hair.

Kid Cudi- Heaven at Nite

Kid Cudi - Heaven at Nite from deeplyDope.eu on Vimeo.

Wale- chillin video

I do not and will not ever approve of Lady Gaga making an appearance (and or any type of sound) in anyone's rap video ever. But if we pretend that she isn't there, this is alright. Truth be told this is not my favorite song. The Kramer is, and always will be.

Summa summa summa time.

This Summer is going to be all too perfect. I'm smiling like the t-shirt above just thinking about it. Much time will be spent at the beach (more time at the bakery, I'm sure), theme parks, riding in something with the top down, and on something large and metal with blue and silver seats. I'm anticipating the cold showers at midnight as well as waking up in the afternoon without having to worry about the discipline office calling, later. Koolaid, and Rita's up the block. Hotdogs, and hamburgers on the grill. Bright tee's, gingham shirts, cut off jean shorts, rolled up cotton pants, straw fedoras, snap backs, vans, nikes, flip flops, sandals, Ray bans, Oakleys, swim trunks, and bikinis.

Ah yes. It is so close and yet so far.I can feel it creeping in through the sky.

Two weeks until Graduation, eighteen days until Summer.