over the past few entries, ive blessed you with things that are great. here, very randomly and with ease off the top of my head, i'd like to present you 10 wack things.
pomegranate juice
pomegranate juice seems to be the staple of everyone in hollywood. it has antioxidant effects & is chalk full of vitamins. it also has a mighty high price tag per glass -- this ain't no kool aid, that's for sure! what irks me about pom juice is that you can buy so many cartons of orange and mango juice for the exact same price without the calories. shit sells just because...well, just because everyone wants to be a star. posers.
bohemian skirts
i hate these. i dont give a fuck who said this was the latest trend for the summer. i hate this shit. i dont think girls should wear this, no matter how comfortable it is -- yall look like a bunch of jackasses wearing them. i dont know if it's the way the skirt flows or the whole ruffled look or even the pastel colors, i hate these "gypsy" skirts. if i catch you wearing one of these, then you better be prepared to read my palm, a deck of tarot cards or my tea leaves....although, i for some reason seem to like it when khmer girls rock these..it just works (im puzzled myself).

rich people
this is pretty much universal standard thought. the rich ain't done shit for me...'cept pay my bills. from not cleaning after themselves in the food court to not being able to properly drive expensive automobiles, to not properly lighting the exterior of their mansions. but fuck, imagine i was caucasian and white???....i just did, i wouldnt change my life for that any day. we call it a beautiful struggle.
fake tans
white folks tanning and turning a nasty orange tinge is one thing, but people who are naturally dark and who tan are another. why? but back to white folks tanning...it's a paradox in itself isnt it? a few decades ago, "colors" were judged by the color of their skin negatively, rather than the content of their character. that's still often the case today but shouldn't that apply to todd and sally with their 3 month hawaiian rub on or their visits to the sunbed? apparently not.

humidity
here in my hood, ontario, canada, we just went through a record breaking 40+ days with temperatures above the 30 degree celsius mark plus extreme humidity. your body cant even sweat properly to cool itself. on something after the 40-something day of this madness, God gave us a break and let it cool down at around 28 degrees..but now, it's back to this madness. stay hydrated, take your showers and stock up on the antiperspirant.
the price of gas
at around 1am last nite while driving around, i had to rub my eyes not once...not twice, but thrice! gas was 1.02 cents per litre! i dont know how that converts to gallons for you americanos reading this, but that's a lot of money for petro! the gas companies fucking gouge you in your eye and wallet and there's nothing you can really do about it. you say smart car, but a smart car isnt really practical in the winter here in canada. believe me, once that bitch hits black ice, youre a goner and all of that saving the environment and/or money won't mean shit when youre 6ft. deep. i've been telling yall for years, my solution to the whole energy crisis is the flux capacitator like doc used in all installments of back to the future. yes, the flux capacitator would not only allow us to solve our extreme consuming & wasteful urges as humans, but also the whole limited fossil fuel problem. fuck diesel, homie, pass me the banana peels and egg shells, we're gonna time travel too, biotch!
messy rooms
they say a messy room is the sign of a genius. if that's the case, then im gonna be responsible for finding the cure for aids and cancer. i admit, my room is messy...no, im not addicted to drugs, so please tell me parents not to be alarmed just yet...and no, i dont need some kind of space saver for my closet...and no im not even gonna start vacuum packing my clothes. messy rooms suck because, well...i can't find anything i need! at the beginning of the day, i take my clothes off the floor and throw them in my bed...at the end of the day, i toss all the clothes back on the floor. i try and be as efficient as i can with my energy before i retire for the day. im such a slob when im grinding.
biters
whether youre my homie or not my homie, biting is not cool. find your own niche bitches. copying someone else's shit is not cool unless it's for a 20+ page report on shoulder subluxation. this also applies to clothing, shoes, girls and swedish penis pumps.
"when i try and get a piece of mind...fools are trying to get a piece of mine."
toilet paper
i forget what my beef curry with toilet paper was. probably something about how there is never enough or probably something about how it goes to shreds when you wet that little square. we have automatic soap dispensers, automatic flushers, automatic taps, automatic hand dryers, automatic washroom lighting to conserve energy and automatic doors...where the fuck are the automatic ass-wipers? is there no infra-red beam that can detect when shit stops squeezing out of your butthole?

computers
computers are constantly outdated. the technology changes hourly and your computer becomes as old and played out as one of those big ass station wagons with the wood paneling. eventhough i cant function as a student without one, computers suck donkeys.
all in all...
yo, them shits is wack.
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