Perfect Age

Life is so precious every minute people die and new lives are started. Life can be beautiful, or as some people say lifes a bitch than you die. I will let you decide. Me personally I can say my life isn't perfect but I am content. I just fear getting real old and not being able to do for myself. I also have a fear of dying, do you ever think what if I could live forever. If that was possible what age would you want to stay for the rest of your life.

If you're in the age range of 1-17 life can be easy but after a while can get very boring. You are forced to constantly follow instructions and rules from your elders. On the other hand being a child is stress free, no job, no kids, no bills and no worries.

Age 18-25. Those are like the golden years but don't get it twisted they come wit a negative vibe too...... A lot of people over the age of 30 tend to not respect anyone in this age bracket. Most think they are not mature or don't really understand what life is all about.
I personally feel if you reached this age and still don't understand life then you are way behind. This age limit is when your supposed to be getting your life together but also able to have fun.

30's- the age where your young but old. Maturing but still can have fun. Possibly raising a family. Getting the respect you might have been looking for in your twenties. Old enough to kick it with the old crowd or hang out wit the youngins.

Then you got the old head age 40 & up. 40 is the age when its time to start slowing it down a lil. You can still be full of life but not out of control. If you not 100% matured by now then you missed that bus.

I think if I could be one age for the rest of my life I would choose 27. 27 because your almost 30 and at that age you can get respect from the young crowd because your not that far away. At the same time you can get respect from the old heads because your at a age where your matured and been through the enough experiences to get the idea of what life is really about.

Dreams

Is the things that we dream what we want 2 become reality. How real are our dreams. When you dream of a sexy girl is it that u really fantasize about her while your awake. The dream that we have about a day in the life, one day just waking up & being Richie Rich. I used to have the same dream @ least once a week when I was in hs. The dream was while I was on my way 2 prom I got into a altercation that landed me in ICU with bullets wounds. I'm not very superstitious but having the same dream so much made me respect that the dream could be a reality, and kept the thought in the back of my mind.
How about having the dream that you were falling and when your about to hit the ground you wake up. Or even the dream every swears they never had, the "wet dream". How could dreams be so fake but make someone have an orgasm in there sleep. Then there is the funniest dream I ever heard of which is the pee dream. That is one I never can recall having, even as a young child. I'm sure I wet the bed as a youngster but I never had the excuse that I dreamed I was in the bathroom. What kinda dreams do you have and do you believe they come true?

Benji (my dog)

Yesterday I come home to see that my dog is sick. He threw up a few times and is not getting up. My first thought was maybe he ate suttin that make him sick, until I realized he isn't responding very well and when he actually does its very delayed and he looks weak as he stands. I didn't know if its just yesterday or if his time is coming. Since day one with that dog he has always been very playful and full of life, so its weird to see him down & out.
As me and my mom spoke about it we came to realize that we found him when I was only 11 or 12 years old... That would make him 12 when you turn that into dog years he is like 84. In my mind I feel he will be fine but I never saw him like that before so it makes me feel like his clock might be ticking. If it is that time where his life is winding down I won't watch him suffer. I rather let him go and remember the good days.
With pets the cycle of life is always hard. You bring this animal into your home/life/family, its almost like raising another child. The life expentancy is only but so long so you must got thru the crushing reality that eventually they will leave us. My last dog lived 18 human years and we had to put her down. 18 years of having the same dog is a blessing but only made it hurt that much more when she was losing her life. That is sort of how I feel about my lil homie..... I cried 2 keep him, someone left him tied to my gate as a puppy, but my mom didn't want to keep him @ first. After all my crying my mom let me keep him and we fell in love wit him ever since. I think whether or not we have 2 put him 2 sleep now or years 2 come he will be my last dog. I see why they call them a mans best friend. They are loyal and always by our side.
We took him to the animal hospital and they said he had inflamtion in his "inner ear" basically his head. This is common in older dogs, its throwing his balance off, making him vomit, and making him lean to 1 side. They Dr. Said 2/3 of them recover from the illness and his case is not as far gone as he has seen in his practice. We had the option to take him home and give him meds or leave him...... I didn't want to bring him home like that so I figured we leave him in the hospital til weekend hopefully he gets better.

Current Mood

Lately I been happy. When I get angry or depressed I can look @ my phone and see a picture of my daughter that is enuff 2 make me smile. She is so tiny but plays such a big role in my life already. Thanks to everyone that sent text, ims, fb messaes etc. All the love and prayers were necessary..... On another note I can't really complain to mch right bot now, a lot of ppl don't have a consistent form of income in this recession and I'm able 2 go out and grind everyday, I must say that's a blessing..... I just had my brother in town for about a week wit his family eventhough I was occupied half the time they were here I still enjoyed there stay. I been out wit the homies lately a few times lately, and I hope that continues niggas gotta stick close. I'm kinda mad bout this basketball tourny that I been playing in but thats another story. I got my v-day party coming up next friday in guest house, a lot is going on right now. I must say this blog is more like a cluster of ideas but I haven't been on in a minute and just had a lot of things on my mind. I'm on my blog grind again sorry for the time off.......

Running out of patience

I am in this hospital sitting and waiting. Watching the clock as the seconds turn into minutes, minutes turn into hours, and now the hours have turned into a day. The worst part of this all is I don't have the nerve to feel @ ease.... They got Kew drugged up, she been sleeping her life away all night into the morning/ afternoon. When I ask them wats going on the response I get is everything is fine, but the reason we are here is because inactivity. They told us the baby is not as active as she was b4 and there gonna induce the labor for her safety. But since we been here all I can say they did was drug her up 2 ease the pain. I am frustrated and nervous, had about enuff of just sitting around and waiting. I want my lil monkey 2 come out now and 4 kew 2 get unhooked from these millions of machines, I hate hospitals and I'm ready 2 go......

J.W.B. Ent

From a young age I have been what you can call the popular kid. As I got older and started hitting the party scene, I always wondered what would happen if I threw my own party. I wondered if it would be a success or a flop, but I never had the nerve to throw one. After years of promoting for friends & family, I figured I would get out there on my own. I joined forces with two of the coolest dudes you could meet, Jevon & Burns. Together we are J.W.B Ent.

We came up with the idea of throwing a party together because all three of us are pretty popular with completely different crowds. After we decided to join forces we came up with the idea of 8.8.08. Clubs thought it was a game when we said all we need is us three to sell ot the club. We got turned down by a few clubs, others offered us a deal but at a high cost. We decided we would put all our eggs in one basket and give it a shot. We went hard with promotion, ticket sales etc. To make sure we get a crazy turn out. We got one of the livest dj's in the city my son Dj Icey to hold us down. All we had to do was wait it out. As 8.8.08 came we sold that f*cking club out. 2 floors of people jam packed all due 2 the love us 3 niggas receive.
After the party, we came out ok especially since it was our first party. The club owner instantly jumped on the bandwagon, gave niggas a couple of free parties and discount rates. We got to that point all through grinding. We kicked off about 15 parties from summer to now, 08 was great but 09 we about 2 shine. We got the first party of the year kicking off feb 13th @ guesthouse with many more to follow. We gonna have this shit popping b4 the year is over.

R.I.P. SGT Watt

As the days past you would think the pain endured with the loss of my homie would lighten up some. Nah, dats how real my nigga was that I still feel like its a dream and he gonna show up one day. It seems like this is gonna be stuck in my mind until my clock stops.
When I first met the homie Kim at the age of like 12 I was ready 2 kick his ass. Part of that is because he reminded me so much of myself with the teasing and sense of humor. Henz introduced to him on the block, 1st thing out his mouth was " who is this lil nigga henry, get him off my block". In my mind I'm like is this punk ass kid serious. So I tell Henz me and my boy bout 2slap him. Henz say that just how he is, he joking but he don't know when not to. As the years went by I started 2 realize more and more just how much of a big kid he really was. There were numerous times we almost had 2 fight because he would be fucking with sum1 that didn't want to joke around. We played so much endless days of sports between basketball, football and street baseball.Its like me, henz, kim and the homie yannick were destined 2 be kicking it until we was old and grey.


Now when I go 2 the block its just me and henz.







I feel like we was robbed of a fun filled future due to his untimely death. I can say that I don't regret any of the time we spent 2gether. Also I am happy that we shared a mutual respect where we could let each other know how much we cared about each other without worrying about being a macho loser. All I can say is words can express the emptiness I feel when I think of my homie. I got him tatted on my back, and I wear my American flag hard hat everyday @ work with his name inside in his memory. June 3rd 2007 is official the turning point and worst day I experienced. Homie you will never be forgotten, we love you and miss you SGT. Kimel Watt, see you on the other side ;-(.