Me Day.

If anyone reads this and is confused by the title, then just read along for clarification.

So originally, I was supposed to had headed out of town but at the last minute I just decided that fuck it, I'll stay home this weekend. So I went to the barbershop and had some laughs. After that, I was just going to go home but I wanted to stop at Best Buy. But ended up walking down Canton (South Baltimore). They really built that place up over the years. Hotels, restaurants, waterfront properties, etc.

So I headed to the Landmark Theaters and I see two of my old managers that I worked @ Muvico with. So I got to see a free movie. But I had like an hour or so to kill so I walked around one of the hotels and sat on the benches and just had a moment to just think. I took some photos as well. (It's the camera whore inside of me lol). Then I realized how close Best Buy was so I went there and I brought The Wackness, Low Down Dirty Shame and I'm Gonna Get You Sucka.

So I head back to the movies to see:

It stars Joseph Gordon-Levitt(3rd Rock From The Sun, Angels In The Outfield, 10 Things I Hate About You) and Zooey Deschanel. The story is that Tom (Gordon-Levitt) falls in love with Summer (Deschanel). (Real stretch right?) But Summer let's him know up front that she's not looking for anything serious but she likes him. So eventually, they kick it doing things that couples do. Through out the story it goes on about certain days (hence the title). Kinda like this, you meet someone and things start out cool but then after awhile things head downhill. And those cute lovey dovey days you had in the beginning turns into dark days of torture. I won't go into too much but I'll drop some quotes:

Tom: What happens when you fall in love?
Summer: You believe in that?
Tom: It's love, it's not Santa Claus.

His little sister Rachel (Chole Moretz) was dropping mad quotables in the movie as well:

Rachel Hansen: Just because she's likes the same bizzaro crap you do doesn't mean she's your soul mate.

Quote above hits home.

So after the movie was over, I headed home. It was raining but I didn't care. I was in a great mood, saw other ex-coworkers from the same movie theater.

My soundtrack for today was Joe Budden's Mood Muzik 3.

Listening to this album has gotten me through many bad days. So I keep this on replay, when I just want to sit and vibe out. I won't go into the quotables, but I did that many moons ago.

Other notables during the day:

- Discovered that riding the Water Taxi may not be so bad.
- Canton is a really nice place to live, if you can afford it.
- That love doesn't involve fate.

Now I'm off to upload this pictures.

*2 Fingaz* Deuce.

Breakups.

Tear stained face, makeup laced lens
This was one of many prophetic signs
She looked in my face and started to speak
Voice cracking like she ready to deliver a speech in crucial times
She diverted her attention to a small charm
The one that I place around her after the first date
Who would've known years later that this relationship would flip
Love made us enemies and slowly turned to hate
She sat on the bed with many pillows
Old thoughts of those nights making body heat and feeling her legs shake
She didn't want to let go
Mentally holding on like a boxer not wanting to make a clean break
Her emotional state making me feel guilty and less of a man
Walking away isn't easy nor thoughtful game plan
But the strongest ones tend to grieve and eventually they'll try to understand
Tears will turn to cries and then to wails
Broken hearts will be damaged but repairs will come
Once the next Superman prevails.

Mental Poem (You May Not Understand)

Stuck in a writing rut
Trying to pen lines about my struggles
But that's up to me to solve those puzzles
Wanted to write about her but I rather have her in my wings
Seeing her smile and hearing the melodies that she sings
But quickly that vanished and now I'm back to my reality
Hi I'm Derek Maurice writer, producer and star of this fantasy
Wait...I pinched myself I don't need to dream about imperfections
When I put myself aside to show concern for everyone else situations
Writing this with her on my mind
Hoping that she'll call before I think of the next line
Oh well maybe next lifetime like Badu once sang
Or was that lil birdie saying love of my life
Which is highly unlikely like winning a gunfight with a knife
I'm Derek all day baby I'm just playing my part
No need to write from the blackberry, my words come from the heart
Once again, for you I opened the book
Turned the pages, now the question is do you even care to look?

Times Still Hard

So today we had a meeting where we found out that we lost BMW as a client. So the automobile industry is still reeling in this depression. So now I really have to step up efforts to look elsewhere. I need to get registered for school(wonder where I'll find the ends on short notice?) But anyway, I'm still here(not like much of you care anyway). Until next time....

So as the song plays, the sadness sets in. Nothing but vocals and instruments ring in my ear. No voice, no conversation. Just an occasional stare outside my window at the world that I was raised in. Even the coldest ones, need someone to hold. The red light blinks in distance, but it doesn't replace human contact. As the song plays, the tears fall. Teardrops cause the words to become blurry and the thoughts get lost in the way of memories. You see the truth is, I just wish you were here. Just in the physical form, but things turned out differently. True intentions came out in the form of lust, so we lost our trust. It's possible to just sit and talk and express what's truly within our hearts.

Now back to square one. Trying to regroup and gather the lost pieces that had never been claimed. Often we hear those words that means so much but what are the motives? These four walls would say volumes but all I get is silence. Many people can disguise the hurt so I just bare my soul so that I can show that I'm human. Pain can heal but the scars last forever.

Underdogs

You have the charm, but they aren't with the desire.You do what is expected, such provisions would set souls on fire.You deserve the starting spot, but ballhoggers cause you to ride the bench.While the undeserving gets the spoils, you're stuck trying to survive in the trench.Trying to find the best situation, but it's really no use. Push away the oatmeal and become ammune to the abuse.Die hard fans admire the passion and use it as an inspiration for life.Watch as the championships fade and your soul ends up being on ice.No sense in trying to explain since the scapegoats in the end, pays the price.

Hot As Fuck

Oh the torture. I mean really. I about to bring this AC up and plug this bitch in. Feels like a fucking sauna.

Anyway, we have made it through another week. Some interesting developments were noted. But as we continue on, I hope that everyone has a great weekend.

Fabolous new album Loso's Way drops on the 28th. Album is nuts. My favorite song is Pachanga. Once you hear it, hopefully you'll see why.

I would stay and type but it's too hot.

*wipes the swear off*