Back to Blogging ;

Am I really back ?? hmm maybe not. Expect nothing from this ... except a new layout lol you know who i am, but is you forgot -Writeous Wes

get me out of my own head !

Ugh im soo anxious to left work right now, it may be b/c my mental cavity hasn't bled in a long while. the right thing to do would be to shove a faucet into my forehead and drain all the red cells and use it to paint this entire blog, but that isn't realistic. only satisfaction is to be removed from myself being on the outside looking in will give me and insight that i only give to other ppl. i wonder what i would say about myself. Could you imagine what you would say to yourselves. The Sheep talisman is what we need for that... Jackie Chan Adventures is awesome !


love it or hate it you just read it

...thanks for reading


Writeous Wes

roasting myself ... if i dont other ppl will and i wouldnt be ready to face it

i never finish anything, ill have the ambition but the dedication always lacks. a teacher once told me " Wesley, if someone noticed you're behavior years ago you would be in a SPED class, and i know there you would have straight A's if you were in that cluster" that should have been a slap in the face, but again i had the ambition to give that teacher new dental work but the dedication left that thought unactioned (that's totally not a word) who am i kidding y'all know i wouldn't hurt a fly even if it burnt my house down will all my money inside. point is i leave a lot of things undone, i dont care for the most part but this will bite me in the ass sooner or later. im done bleeding


love it or hate it you just read it


Writeous Wes



P.S. i really dont like how captial "i" looks

June Babies

Shout out to all the June Born Kings and Queens

Sandy D.
Stacy L.
Wayne M.
Oliver B.
Olashwone B.
Duline E.
Kaleigh D.
Laurie P.
Niecy B.
Ricky W.
Saliym M.
Nathanaelle D.
Irving D.
Alemensh E.
Mildred L.
Pamela D.
Alandre A.
Allan J.
Jean M.
Monique H.
Emily R.
Luchie A.
Kalee L.
Francine L.
Damari H.
Christina A.

And of course ME !!

Love it or hate it, but know that Geminis and Cancers rule the entire Zodiac

Writeous Wes

New year SAME BLOG

Damn...has it really been a full year since I've started this blog?? This is awesome, I really want to Thank my mom, for faithfully paying the verizon bill, I also want to thank Mr. Steve Jobs you are the EFFIN man! oh yeah I have to thank all those who anxiously wait for new posts this year they will be more frequent...I def want to thank those who don't read, despite the lack of support i still BLOG. So just being the nice guy I am I'm giving y'all a little love that I don't get from you. Thank you all



I'm kinda tired, but I figured I'd freestlye something for you yall...here goes

I got school tomorrow my bag is packed but I need a pen to borrow. I'm so horny for knowledge it almost retarded, that doesn't make much sense I think its because my brain just farted. The thirst I have cant be quenched by some soft drink, yet I still has to be obey it. So I guess to fulfill the need of mental power, to have something that worth bleeding, I have to go to sleep now. Huge bummer yes I know this, I just wish I could function while recharging like my laptop, guess we cant have it all. but i will dammit, ill just eat sleep for lunch that will fuel my body enough. Hey its a new year, tons of people think the impossible is possible they call it resolutions. HAHAHA its to the point now where I can lie, I want to hit my pillow and die, my phones alarm will revive in a couple hours. Thats all I got in me tonight, love it or hate it you just read it


there's been enough thank yous tonight


Writeous Wes






P.S. New Lupe next Tuesday 1/26...i love the way my heart beats for new music.

There's nothing new, expect this!

So ladies and gentlemen, here we are again. Looks like I have found another reason to be up a lot later than I should be. Death Note has changed my LIFE! wait lets back up, maybe i should give you all a little bit of history to this this death note and how it came to be my newest addiction. Well it began with Avatar the Last air bender this anime (Japaneses animation) created by Nickelodeon, that I could never catch the end of because of my hectic schedule. So i set out to find the series online and watch. Upon completion of watching Avatar the Last Air bender I didn't feel content, the show was great problem was I wanted MORE!! That's when my boy Wahkie interjected and recommend I watch Death Note, there goes your history. You maybe be thinking "damn, your such a nerd still watching cartoons". I'm here to you jerks off! Not only is anime entertainingly stimulating, the plot and philosophies are mind altering. I get so wrapped up in it I forget I'm watching an animation. Bottom line is anime has give me a yet another reason as to why I want to be in Japan and you should explore in the art of Japanese animation. What do you have to lose? Oh just some time better spent look at porn you perv lol. Love it or hate it you just read it...

Thanks for reading,

Writeous Wes

I'm soo damn pissed, actually im pretty much over it

So yesterday in sitting in the LSU with my boys, talking about the lastest Trendstream party at Clark U (which is another epic story in itself). Now my boy Oliver is telling this story and when oliver tells a story he's acts everything out giving you a vivid picture I actually felt like I was there daggering some chick on stage lol. By the time the story is over and ready to walk back to his dorm, I tickled-pink from a side joke and still amazed but the tale I forget my phone is in my lap. YES this is where my little pea brain ruined my life, so I stand up and BLAM!! My T-Mobile G1 drops face down and battery pops out. Now I wasnt the least bit concerned only b/c my phone has fallen umteen times I was beginning to think even kyrptonite couldnt crack my phone. Boy was i wrong, I NEED A NEW PHONE! >:-O...love it or hate it you just read it...


Thanks reading,

Writeous Wes

Whats coming up

Up late as usual doing nothing, school has been a breeze and work is just work you know how that goes. Well November is a big music month, in my eyes anyways...There is new music from a couple from folks coming out. Wale got his debut album "Attention: Deficit", I don't know if y'all know Wale like I do so here's a quick synopsis. Wale is from DC/Maryland area, his 1st single back in '06 got tons of love from his home town. He since then he downed about 5 mixtapes in a five year span (homie goes HARD). Now he got this debut album coming out Nov 10Th. Personally I cant wait because debut studio albums is when rappers go hard simply because its the first time going mainstream so there is also riding on it. The album features Bun B, Jazmine Sullivan, Gucci Mane, and Lady Gaga. Damn speaking of Lady Gaga her and Kid CuDi are going to be in Boston soon...one thing though, tickets cost like $200. You got to got to be insane or a hardcore Lady gaga fan. But we all know Lady gaga all fans are insane lmao so that works out great for her. Then we got the love of my life's Album dropping, if you know me you know who my she is. Her album Rated R is coming out Nov 20th, its been two years since we've heard any work from her (aside from featuring other people stuff). I'm def pumped for that, she got Ne-yo writing music with Stargate and Justin Timerlake producing some tracks. Rihanna style has really got a ton edge since "Music of the Sun" so "Rated R" should be intriguing. Listen here people you may think the wait is ova y'all, but don't fill up on that because there is surely more to come. There is music from John Mayer, Clipse(where the hell they been hiding?), Shwayze, Ryan Leslie, R.Kelly, Wyclef Jean, Birdman, Diddy, Memphis Bleek(I thought he was dead), and Leona Lewis all coming out in November...I told yall it was a big music month. Then you have Janet Jackson, Fall Out Boy, Timaland and Britney Spears coming out with Compilation/Greatest Hits albums. Man Oh Man this month is going to be EPIC, and remember love it or hate it, you just read it

Thanks for reading...
Writeous Wes

I've been kept away from my blog for sometime now. There has been a ton of crap going on that paralyzed me from expressing myself through this here blog. I'm good now and 1st thing i have to say is that Summer break was a total bust. I'm sure a lot of you all will agree, but now I'm back in school thank God for that, matter fact thank every God that there is, seeing how we wont know which God is the most high until we're pushing up daisies. With that being said if any of those God's permit I will be posting up at least one blog entry every week. I have to quit leaving you all hanging like I have. Now I have the new Cudi album on blast til my ears blood and next I'm waiting for Wale's studio album, which I'm hoping will be half way as good as Cudi's album. I've also got a bit of inspiration so that poem on the last poem is on the verge of being completed. Whether you loved it or hated it you just read it so...


Thanks for Reading

Writeous Wes

FML

Now believe it or not the craziest crap happens to me a lot...but this week it just has been a cluster of random mishaps. So last week I'm on Newbury get some quick shopping done before I have to be at work. I was feeling fuggin awesome b/c it was a beautiful summer day and the kicks i get had a retail price of 100.00 and when i get to the register they are only 64.99. I'm feeling like it my lucky day with a huge smile on my face. I check the time and realize its time to get moving towards work, I reluctantly hop on the train and get head to my place of employment. Once I take a step off the Green Line it starts raining cats and dogs without a single warning of thunder or lighting. I'm thinking what we all would be thinking "WTF!!!" I start running, and I really hate running, towards work trying not to step in any puddles but then i get to the Jamaica way and cars are zooming by and I get splashed my this mini cooper. UGH completely pissed at this point I just cross the street without the crosswalk like prompting me to. Now I feel I just took second shower for the day, but I wasn't the least bit clean. I arrive at work soaked down to my draws and socks with stream hissing from my ears. Now this day adds to my shitty day list.

Thanks for reading

Writeous Wes.

My biggest fan

Personally I think fondly of myself, don't make that face we all think fondly of ourselves but to different degrees. I wouldn't necessarily say I'm the dreadful "c" word b/c I'm no obsessed with myself. but I have to keep my motivated that is why I am and will always will be my biggest fan. So I encourage you to be your own biggest fan, don't depend of no one else to be...except for your mommy lol



Thanks for reading,

Writeous Wes

Thoughts he had for her

When you boil my remains down to nothing but my bone and brain all you'll see is a boy trying to catch lighting into a bottle, but no matter how much I try I can never grow wings do so I've grown resentment towards the clouds and stars. But some how beneath all that hatred for astronomy lays thoughts he had of her. It was to the point where he loved to watch her walk only because her footprints were so distinctive. She was a high school flame, not his high school flame, THE high school flame and with every step she took an assemblage of her swag laid left behind. It all began with that first glance where he took the first chance and jumped in head first, never looked back or worried about having no air as long as their hearts stayed on the same beat. All it took was that one glare to spark a flare that erupted like a sonic boom and you couldn't miss it like an elephant in the room. So as she made her rounds he caught her aroma and it literally lifted me from the ground, drawing me closer to her. Everyone seemed to disappear as his vision tunneled towards this gorgeous goddess. Unable to fight the gravitational pull of her essence he can feel the windows of his soul begin to orgasm from the stimulation of her presence. To his surprise as soon as he got close enough to touch he froze but the flame the she ignited in his heart thawed him out,

...more to come on this one guys thanks for reading,

Writeous Wes

Sleepless Sanity

Damn, lately I haven't been able to get to sleep at my usual time of 2-3am. Pass couple of days I've been breaking night. And its weird b/c I have been working a hell of a lot also, meaning sleep is crucial thing. Actually that is what has kept me from my blog (sorry folks). At any rate things have been swimming around and surfing back and forth from my ticker to my thinker. But there is one question I've laid awake attempting to answer ...is who truly makes me happy? I don't think I can honestly answer that question without busting a couple brain vessels. Who, without a shadow of a doubt, truly makes me happy? As I'm writing this I'm beginning to come a summation. Its all starts with realizing that there is no perfect person. In actuality its all about the ability to adapt and accept the person and their traits, whether its positive or negative. Embrace the things they do that make me happy and reluctantly welcome their flaws. I don't intend on regretting my actions, its not the way of the Jedi. Wishing things didn't happened is both foolish and foul. I want to to learn from your past as well as you learn from mine, and for us to build together and be who we naturally are. If you find/found someone to make you smile with your heart congratulations and to the rest of us...good luck.


Thank for reading
Writeous Wes

Satisfied?

OH EM GEE! Lately I have been having like a ton of orgasms. Seriously its been both mind numbing and body tingling from my head down to my toes. I would like to say that I am satisfied but that would be perjury, my satisfaction meter will never peak. Especially with something as intimately meaningful as music. HA HA I know y'all was thinking I was talking about some nasty stuff. Get you mind out of the gutter of the dark alley behind the strip club. I can honestly say that my mind, ears, and heart won't be content. I just find myself with a digging deeper and deeper into music. Like many others it started with rap music, then it jumped to reggae/dance hall (you know when you stopping daggering for a second they be dropping some fire lines and serious word play). From there it I went back to rap but it wasn't how I remembered it so I did some exploring and discovered hip hop. I can go on for days about hip hop, but i wont keep you that long. With some friendly influences I ventured into rapcore. Wikipedia defines rapcore as a sub genre of rap rock fusing vocal and sometimes instrumental elements of hip hop with punk rock, often hardcore punk. Those are bands like Beatise boys, Linkin Park and Gorillaz etc. And you already know jumped into full out rock music and pop music From enjoying that I've been mixing these different genres in the crock pot that is my ipod. As for most recently I have been dabbling in the underground/mixtape circuit, my boy Toshiro* put me on to some hotness. Now saying that my thirst for music is quenched can only be a falsehood. Okay so I got one word for y'all explore, never know what you'll find. Love it or hate it you just read it.

Thanks for reading...
Writeous Wes

I'm blogging my ass off

Soo there is this girl at my job, her name will not be given, but she thinks that I am an asshole. I highly disagree. Maybe its because she likes me. On Snap this makes me rememebr an episode of Rugrats where Chuckie was being picked on by this purple headed chick. She was smacking him pushing him throwing sand in his eyes this girl was a pint sized punisher. So then Chuckie finally grows some balls and confronts the girl. Come to find out she likes him, and I mean likes him likes him. Now remember Chuckie is a ginger kid so his whole face turns beet red and like a sap he shows up at the park the next day all suited looking fresh with flowers in hand. Now this itty bitty broad starts picking on some new kid, meaning she likes someone else, poor Chuckie is heartbroken. Sad episode right, just goes to show you that girls are trifling even at a young age. So this has me thinking....maybe she has a crush, if so I'm going to have to crush that crush lmao.


hate it or love it you just read it, thanks for reading

Writeous Wes

Fairy Tales

Whats up people. I got a serious load of blood to pour out. For those who know me than you know I got the gift of gab, cant shut up to save my life. But for some reason as of late I haven't been able to spit anything out. So this post is going to be condensed because of my constipated cranium. To get to the point as a toddler in kindergarten sitting on the carpet Indian style, we all loved fairy tales. But now, um I gotta say these tales I'm hearing aren't so amusing. I'm not talking the regular run of the mill little white lie, I'm referring to entire story fabrications. Like you know when you're telling a story then someone wants to relate to it so badly they concoct a far fetched fable, yeah exactly that's what I'm talking about. Then you looking at that moron thinking "yeah, suuure that happened". Ugh boils my blood I be wanting to say "shut the eff up you ass clown" but I'm too nice of a guy. So my next best thing is talking about it on my blog so take this Tall Tale tellers as your warning. NO MORE FAKE STORIES OF RELATIVITY, please and thanks.

Hate it or love it you just read it...thanks for reading

Writeous Wes

My Addiction

its pouring outside and it giving me the urge to write something...shit i know its been while, but it hasnt rained like this in a while sooo in my defense its Mother Natures fault.


Addictions, whether you want to admit it or not we all have them and we looove to indulge in each and one of them. i just you all have more positive addictions rather than negative ones. I know what your what your thinking, I got tons of addictions the list is soo long I don't know where to begin. The one addiction I cater too is my need for music. Without music I can't breathe, yes its that serious. If I could have a soundtrack to my life I would be the happiest man alive, but at the same time i think i may annoy some folks. Especially how loud i like me music. OMG that reminds me of an episode of "Family Guy" Where Peter gets a genie and wishes to have a soundtrack to his life. SO while on the bus this buff guy gets pissed ready to break all of Peters bones then he wastes his last wish when he inadvertently says "I wish I had no bones" funny thing is the genie just happened to be on that same bus reading the metro. ROTFLMAO that show is too funny. But I digress, everyone seeks some type of refuge in music as well as food. OMG today I had a large steak & cheese sub from Stash's and i swear the killed a whole cow for that one sub because it was pretty huge i almost had a stroke but i still finished it. But if want a sub that can satisfy a small African tribe for three days go to Al Capone's in Downtown not only are the colossal the quality is unparalleled. Listen to me giving a plug to Al Capone's maybe i should get a free sub this...MmmMMmm thinking about it gets my taste buds aroused, if that makes any sense. Well guys that's it all for now, the rain has stopped and Robot chicken just started....one more thing if you can't listen to music loud its not worth listening.


oh yeah either you love it or hate it, but still you just read it...

-Writeous Wes

this is the illest thing I ever wrote

Been a long gone but I'm back again... I think this is the illest thing I ever wrote because its the 1st poem I ever wrote. yeah I had to dig in the archieves for this one.


So much pressure in every direction must be the reason why I'm stressing. The fact that my mind is on an ultimate lockdown got me wishing that I could find the keys so I can come and go as I please. But how would I function living outside my box with the possibility of being put back in a box. I would be back at square one, and I don't want to be there. It's as if my crainuim is constipated and you can smell the build up of my thoughts, problems, goal, ambitions and expections from a mile away. The bystander can't stand my stench, yet the bystanders remain bystanders and look on like Doctors making notes in their notebooks of statistics making me another number making me another percent. What I need is something God sent something spritual not material because I can tell the time using the shadows of my brothers and sister. I want me voice to be an ember that you cannot extinguish. So my words can grow like a wildfire to get people to realize that the ultimate "hardness" is surviving all opsticals and not suffering the same fate of others who let the system position them in paralyzing perdictaments. So in knowing that my mind is tangled I'm hoping that hope can get my dream box out of the roping ropes of stereotypes. Being infatuated with inner peace I'm yearning for other to conquer it and join me in the tranquil space of the inner peace.

love it or hate it you just read it....thanks for reading

Writeous Wes

I'm on a World Tour

hey yall here another addition to Wes' Mental Bleed... lol just read and bask in my pool of bloody thoughts.


So once again I find myself on a Fung Wah bus headed to NYC. This is like my contidioning for when I actually become famous and would have to tour the country, actually I really love it. There are so many things I want to see and do before I croak. First on my list is touring Europe, its just one jump over a pond (like the english say lol). Its a look at many different cultures, all I know is whats seen on Tv. We all know how Tv makes things look either really great or really horrible like Africa. My Frannypie tells me Africa is soo effin awesomely extraordinary (well those weren't her exact words but you get the idea). So that adds Africa to my list, another spot I want to see is Hawaii. Just because I'm madly infatuated with pineapples, like if pineapples were a person I would marry her and have a whole bunch of spikey, haitian-hawaiian children. A bit excessive, I think not lol. Also I want to see a Volcano and want to learn how to surf (have to learn to swim first lol) so Hawaii is the spot for all that. I'm definately going to Brazil I hear carnival there is nonstop for like 4 days and call me a creep but the woman are...I won't even get into that lmao. Now before I'm 30 I'm jumping out of a plane with a parashoot straped to my back, yes im talking about skydiving its like the most invigorating, and breathe taking experience ever plus the view has to be captivating. Oh yeah one more place I want to leave footprints in is Tokyo. Their light years ahead of us with everything so being there would be like stepping into the future, sounds cool huh? Yeah I know lol. Thats the adventures I've yet to go on, want to tag along? You're more than welcome to just cant be a party pooper or a wimp. Hate it or loveit you just read it.

Thanks for reading.....

Writeous Wes

Lost one

Hey yall, sorry that I haven't posted a new entry lately but I've been getting in the grove of school, You know how that goes.


So this post is a poem I wrote for a girl I had a thing for back in high school.


There's never been a name that flooded my brain like yours and I dont know why. But I want an answer tht will justify the presence of this 7 letter word. These letters when strategicly put together make a sound that can only be compared to a symphony. This pronoun is powered by this angelic being that stops my heart cold and melts my soul. Turning me to a stupifided fein. Stuck in a retarted state I dont know what to do, acting like a fool everytime I'm around you. Maybe its because the flawless features of your face bring to mind the absolute beauty that many would compare to cleopatra, but the way I see it she should be held in comparison to you. Just the shine of your eyes alone can only be referenced to the glow of the moon. Listen here this is my sonnet to you, yeah you...know who you are. The girl who popped the cherry to my heart. Never thought guys had a cherry to pop but I guess we do, well I know I do. Wait...there is one more and I know his heart still a bit sore. Now its time to wake up from being comatose and take a double dose of asprin cause gettin struck by love it leaves a pretty deep scar. But I don't need no cocoa butter for this wound seeing how its a reminder of you. So I guess you can call it a beauty mark. Now before I embark on my quest like Johnny I'm a count the tick tocks of my internal clock waiting to see when our time will come. And for my sack hopefully father time speeds things up.

...thanks for reading

Writeous Wes