Chillllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll

My attitude real shitty, temper short

My mind cluttered like the streets of New York

I ain't tryna take a 'L', 'cause I casually fought

This shit, real serious not casual sport

Let time fly by as I pen these thoughts

And I'm speedin through life wit my car in park

And even in the day sometimes it's dark and that cloud hoverin low is not the worst part

Second guessin yourself, tryna remain sharp

See niggaz blowin up who ain't got yo SPARK, uh

and that alone is a burden to carry

Either you'll get strong or you'll get buried

and rap keep plenty room in the cemetery

Pull out your Blackberry's change yo itineraries

I mean, you could be the shit today and tomorrow wake up, fame blown away!

And homey on the real, ain't nothin you can say

That's why I work hard now, got later to lay

In the sands on the beach, mixin drinks wit Belvy

The world's gon' remember my name, muhfuckaz!

Funny little thing called love

(AIM convo with my good friend)
HMMMUWONDER (4:50:36 PM): how is your man
CassandraGarnett (4:50:51 PM): good(OBNOXIOUS SMILEY HERE)
HMMMUWONDER(4:51:05 PM): that's good
HMMMUWONDER (4:51:06 PM): lol
HMMMUWONDER(4:51:11 PM): love the smiley face
CassandraGarnett (4:51:16 PM): yeah, its like that
HMMMUWONDER(4:51:22 PM): lol
HMMMUWONDER (4:51:25 PM): mmmkkk
CassandraGarnett (4:51:49 PM): And yours
HMMMUWONDER(4:52:04 PM): which one?
HMMMUWONDER (4:52:11 PM): lol
CassandraGarnett (4:52:13 PM): your favorite
CassandraGarnett (4:52:15 PM): lol
HMMMUWONDER (4:52:29 PM): ummm..the one i love, is ok CassandraGarnett (4:52:37 PM): awwwww




So if you know me you know I'm all about LOVE, sucker for it, played the fool, all that jazz, but today after this conversation I had to snicker at young love. Young love, is that kind that happens between 18 and 24. Its the precarious type. Young love is the type that can make or break you, like the difference between going to college or just heading straight to work. When you think about it, its that serious, you could make one false move and wind up deciding who gets what, or you could be moving on to the next level of creating a legacy of love for your children to follow. Those 30-40-50 year marriages take time, you know? I look at some of my friends and its so funny to see how differently we all value it. Some of us crave it, some of us could go without and some of us are getting to a point in our lives were we are realizing that we cant go on much further without it. Marriage and engagements running rampant in my friend circle, I have to laugh at it all and muse. I mean look at Will and Jada, could you imagine that just a few short years ago she was dating Tupac, now hes passed away and shes built a beautiful family with the Fresh Prince of Bell Air, who rhymed about Summer Time and other obscure raps that never got half the love and reward that Tupac's own received. What a difference a day makes. My how things change, my how we grow and develop and abandon concepts that we were once soo soo staunch about.
Now were grown and time keeps on ticking and in a few short years were gonna look down and kids will be hanging from our skirt hems. What will the next five years bring to us. Hmmmm I wonder.

Don't let the applications fool you! You think you know, but you have no idea!

So, Ive already written about Facebook vs. Myspace but today after finally getting around to browsing some of the new applications I just had a few more choice words for Facebook. WHAT THE HELL. When you have an application that can help a woman calculate the date of her cycle and what day she is ovulating to avoid(or achieve) pregnancy, you've steped just a little too far. Why on earth? Why?

I know, I know, these programs are set up for us to some how correct the images that are sent out by our live and direct/face to face first impressions, along with present an altered ego, but you all dont need to know when Im having my period. Hate to be so cras about it but.... it is what it is, and Im sure you agree!

So clearly I pass on that application and opt for something of a little more substance or consequence to you, but even I find myself slightly tempted to load up on applications that let you get a good laugh, daily bible verse, hororscope, or see what type of outfit I would pick if I were shopping with you. But then in the midst I think, well, if you can find out everything you ever wanted to know about Ms. Cassandra N.(She Has No Middle Name) Brown why on earth would you bother to actually get to know me in person. Would this excess of facts, and pictures and favorite quotes somehow make me just a little more accessable to you, allowing you to feel much more comfortalb with me, and therefore make you actually wave at me when I cross your path?


Let me remind you of the BITCH that you suspected me to be. It matters not how many of my post you read, or how often you cruise my profile(presumptiouse??? Ya Damn right!) in my best T. I. voice

"Shouty youllnn know me! "