-The Fuck With A Best Friend.

Haven't done an entry on anything that serious for a minute now, and I've been doing a lot of thinking. Not just about what to write about, but about my life in general.

Coming out of high school, at this point in time, it's really nothing all that new. I remember what it's like, but I don't think about it in terms of missing it. I think about it in terms of just that, it was what it was.....I graduated.....and now I gotta move on and do new things with myself.

I find that when I get up, like.....I really don't got much to do with my days. Because most of the free time that I had on the weekends or after school, was designated to my friends. I remember sometimes I even hung out with my friends more than I was at home with my family. I created such close knit relationships.....and after I graduated, I was happy you know who wouldn't be.....but the new reality that I had to face....

Was that I was lonely.

The person I called my best friend in high school......Me and her have yet to really say anything to each other since graduation. We were really close, did everything together.......Living in the fantasy section of my high school career. And after graduation.....all that stopped.

I still care about her....I always will, but it's not you that always makes the separation when it comes to friends. It's life. Life makes that decision.

I'm going off to college. She's going off to trade school, maybe. I'm getting equipment that I'm gonna need to go to school. She's just holding her job and starting her life now. I'm gonna be moving to a dorm room soon. She's trying to move in with what she thinks is her boyfriend. I'm steady trying to balance out my life goals right now. She's steady trying to balance out the different guys she's got on a leash. I'm worried about how I'm gonna pay for school. She's worried about how to get niggas wrapped around her fingers. I'd have so much fun just chillin' outside for a while. She'd have so much fun surfing the web for more losers that have nothing better to do but that. Translation:

Welcome to the real fucking world.

I can't tell her nothing.....she won't listen. I can't suggest anything to her, because she won't care. She's not worried about me. And about 20 minutes ago before I started writing this, it dawned on me just how real that fact really was.

She don't be hittin' me up for shit.....We don't Facebook....Oovoo....Nothing no more.

I guess you learn to force yourself to accept the reality of the things that you can't change. As much I wanna go to college and meet a lot of people: High school has taught me so much about that. That meeting people may make it more enjoyable for you, but when it's over......It's really over.

I'm not saying don't meet new people, I mean, by all means, please do, always. But when you meet those people, and life later tears you guys apart.....let that shit be.

Because as sad as that shit may be.....That's sometimes how it's meant to be.

Don't be like me....sitting here.....mentally reminiscing about the friendships I had, cause that was one of my main focuses back then, so much that I fucked up my own senior year up for the love of my friends, so much that I got beat by a nigga for trying to be a friend instead of just disassociating myself when shit wasn't right no more, so much that at one point in time I would just not go whenever I felt like it because I wanted to hang with my friends instead.

Yeah.....don't.

Don't ever do it like that.

And to think.....all that...happened in just a year....a year. And I went mad.

All that....off of friends. The choices I made, just to keep people I cared about, around me.

Don't repeat.

One thing I learned about myself is that, once I care about someone enough, I do more than I should for that individual. I do so much for that one person, that even if I couldn't do it for myself and even if I know I shouldn't do it, I'm gonna do it anyways.....because....You're my friend yo.....Love.

Well loving friends fucked up my show.

And at the end of the day, I'm alone with nothing but a fucked up ass show.

Because I don't know when to leave people alone....like, I see people fuckin' up and doing dumb shit, and I try to help them....talk to them. And what the fuck does that do for me.....? It gives me a friend....But when that friend stops coming around, then what....? What the fuck then??

.......Man....I just wanna go to school. Just to go to school.

Best believe people will wanna be friends with me......People will always be my friends.....I will always have friends, in and out.....and I will help if I can, regardless cause that's just the type of person that I am.

But...

They sure as fuck won't be my worry.

-10 Random Sam Spits The Truth Facts Moment!-

1. I tend you want to eat more when I'm bored. I'm really bad at separating being bored and being hungry.

2. Preachers kids annoy the fuck outta me. I don't know why. They just do.

3. I feel like one of my best friends just keeps making some of the dumbest decisions about her life, but: There just isn't anything that I can do about that because she won't listen. Oh well. #KeepItMovin'.

4. I have a short temper with people that reminisce about Family Guy episodes yo, constantly. Family Guy is Not that got-damn funny.

5. Antoine Sir Michael Rocks Reed> Mickey Rocks> Was my dream for my ideal sole mate since the first time I ever laid eyes on him. I mean......Damn. He's not just perfect: He IS perfect. You don't see niggas like that walking around on a daily. Jesus Christ.....No one could ever want someone as deeply as I want Mickey Rocks. God-Damn.

6. I mean, I'm just so sprung off of Mickey Rocks that I had to designate this bullet for him too. Honestly> #SamSpitsTheTRUTH.

7. I feel like I have some really big, chunky fingers for a girl. Ew.

8. I don't understand why some pregnant women that want to have like twins and stuff like that, spend all this time, going to the doctor and setting themselves up for what they're gonna deliver. Isn't that up to God? I swear, giving life is becoming less natural and just more of a show off type of thing with some of these women.

9. I can officially say that I've started approximately 5 to 7 books in my whole life, that I finished writing.

10. When I was like 13, for my birthday I got two Bratz heads. One was white, and the other I'm just gonna wing it and say it's Dominican. We separated them between us and, I have the Dominican, and my best friend has the white one. It was long, our memory of each other.

In: E. X. T. R. A.

-Just Pay Me In Hearts Please.

Love.







"Seems like everybodys got a price,

I wonder how they sleep at night,

When the sale comes first, and the truth comes second,

Just stop for a minute and smile.

Why is everybody so serious?

Acting so damn mysterious,

Got shades on your eyes,

And your heels so high,

That you can't even have a good time.

Everybody look to the left.

Everybody look to the right.

Can you feel that, yeah,

We're paying with love tonight.

It's not about the money, money, money.

We don't need your money, money, money.

We just wanna make the world dance,

Forget about the price tag.

Ain't about the, cha-ching, cha-ching,

Ain't about the, ba-bling, ba-bling,

Wanna make the world dance,

Forget about the price tag."

-Jessie J.








Thank you. And no: You're not the only one getting tired. ;)

-VIBE: Cassie

Cassie spread in Vibe Magazine.

+You've Been Bamboozled.

I was watching a True Life episode, and it was on people that were passing in their lives as people that they really weren't in real life. In the episode, their was two stories, one was a girl that was mixed half white and half black and was telling people that she was half white and half Costa Rican, and the other, was a really good looking Asian women.....that was hiding that she was really a man.

That...was the motivation to this.

She went to a club.....and met a straight guy, took him out for dinner and they talked. The whole time though, she felt shitty because she was lying to him, and when he was finally told the truth at the end of the episode, I swear on everything, the only thing that was stopping that poor guy from whooping her gay ass was the cameras.

Now, to all my readers: I Love Gay People. They've never been an issue to me, and some of the gayest people that I've ever met, were actually some of my very close friends, that ended up finding out more about me than my girlfriends. BUT-

I DON'T KNOW WHY GAY PEOPLE LIKE TO GO TO STRAIGHT PEOPLE BARS!

Like honestly, in this country, it's already bad enough that a majority of the time, homosexuals are being disrespected and abused for what they believe in. But you can't have that much sympathy for someone that puts themselves into harms way. I'm not saying that 100% of the time, you know when someone's gonna beat you up, but I'm just saying that if you're gay and you have no idea how you can get yourself beat up, well ding, ding, ding: Going to the straight bar just gave you the access pass.




Watching this episode, one thing she said, was that when she went to the straight bars, she would have to try especially hard so that when she danced with guys, they only felt her butt and not her crotch area, because then it would be obvious. I just feel like, why even try that hard? When you can go to a gay bar, intended for that purpose, have a good time, and be yourself.

See, there's a reason for everything in this world. Everything, whether big or small, was made to serve some kind of service to someone out there, anywhere. Straight bars and gay bars serve different purposes. Gay bars, are exclusively designed, with homosexuals in mind. They are a safe haven for the gay community, so then they can get out and have fun, without having to worry about people figuring them out and embarrassing them in public by talking down on them or beating them up and putting their harmful hands all over them. But unfortunately even with all that extra stuff made just for their enjoyment: We are still finding homosexuals in the straight bars, trying to get with the straight men, who obviously are not into that type of relationship, other wise, they would not be in the straight bars! And I am not for anyone getting hurt or beat up, but there is no reason for why gay people should be purposefully provoking straight men, by walking in their clubs and groping them without telling them the truth, FIRST.

It's just not fair to the straight people....And some of y'all look so damn good, that you can actually get away with it.

THAT'S NOT FAIR EITHER.

If you are gay...I love and appreciate you as an individual like everyone else, and because I do, I am telling you that I would personally recommend that you take advantage of the gay bars. I hate violence, especially against truly innocent people just trying to have a good time, and I'm tired of seeing defenseless homosexuals being beat up for their way of life. You're entitled to whatever you believe in, but once you start to physically harm others with those beliefs, you are exceeding your welcome, and everything just becomes fucked up because of it. Please stop going to the straight bars and fooling men into having sexual encounters with you, because some of these people become traumatized for life, and believe it or not gay people: This is partially the means for how you can create enemies. Because all the straight men that have been burnt or humiliated because of these types of actions: Will never bring themselves to like you, and even if eventually they do, they will do anything to hurt you and make your life a living hell before they can fully recover and forgive you. And then, you just got more people trying to whoop your asses. And that's just not safe or right.

No body appreciates getting played.

Make the world go round: Don't make it run around chasing after you to teach you a lesson.

+An "I mean...." Moment

I mean....?: Well done....Or over-done?

BEFORE-









I mean...?: Lady Gaga has certainly come a long way from when she first began. They say this about a lot of different artist, but I personally believe that Gaga takes the cake when it comes to "Most Changed Artist". Judas, a new song that just recently came out, is one of her newest songs. I can't say it's not a great song. I love the song, but I wasn't to into her choice of dress for the video. It was supposed to be based on a biblical sense, (Judas: Was one of Jesus's chosen disciples, that later told people where he was hidden, and that's how they found him and nailed him to the cross, for those that do not know. So...Judas was like, the very first snitch.) but it was just kinda weird. But: then again, it's Gaga. And it's brilliant.

AFTER-









I mean...?: I can't wait to see what she comes up with next.

Can't Get Enough-

Swedish House Mafia ft. Tinie Tempah - Miami to Ibiza.





CH-YESSS.

+Discussion Topic: What Is "The One" Anyway?

So I was in my living room earlier, and I was just breezing through this old magazine that we had laying out on the table, and as I was turning the pages, I came across this full spread layout of the top 10 sexiest guys of 2010. It just got me thinking like dang.....Who really looks like this? I mean these men look great. But a majority of what you're looking at is oil, make-up and jewelry exclusively for that shot. The world is a much more different place.

So folks....Here goes another one of them lesson thangs'. Presented by none other than Sam Spits The Truth.

Looks?→ So looks. I mean, looks prove to be a big deal for a lot of women these days. Actually....it's been like that for a while. When I was younger, I remember that when it came to a boy, looks were really important for sure. But as I grew up, I realized that being on the hunt for a guy that looks good.....never works. I also came to learn that some of the best looking guys I met: Are some of the dumbest, most hurtful people that I have ever encountered in my life. So when you're looking around, you might wanna just let that go. I feel like when I just calm it down and just do me, I attract people that I thought would never say anything to me, or even pay attention to me. So....it works.





Dress?→ Threads prove a huge point. Like for me, it's all about the shoes. I don't focus on them with like, extreme seriousness, but hey, I mean a guy with some fresh kicks has a head start. And besides the shoes, a clean dress style is also what I look for. You don't want a guy that doesn't try to dress well or the least bit exceptional at all.....And you also don't want a guy that tries to out dress you either. Simple....and clean. Fresh....but not too fresh. Kicks: Nike dunks are always cool, Jordans, Anything from Vans is fly, Some Addidas, and maybe Reeboks. Those are just some though. But, you get the point.





Attitude/Personality?→ Well....I guess I've been through enough guys in my life, where attitude is a big deal. I remember I once was walking around in Wheaton Mall with my cousin, and a guy tried talking to me, and his big idea was for him to come over and grab on my hand....A nigga that I never met....and not only was it weird and uncomfortable....But if he even had a chance, just by him doing that, he automatically forfeited it. It showed me that his attitude was really cocky. Like he felt like he could just walk up to me, regardless, and that his looks would make it ok for him to touch me without even knowing me. Women....That is a BAD first impression. It's a little too close, too soon. And take it the way you want to: But it was a jerk move. It was a little over the top for me though. And if there's any men reading this: Please don't go to your local malls, trying to get with women, grabbing on their hands, like grabbing a dog by the leash. Girl's can read that shit. And if you're a guy that just isn't getting any play, it's not cause you're busy, and you're surrounded by enough girls on a daily basis where you think you should be getting some play....Maybe it's just your attitude for real.






I mean, I was thinking about getting into extra shit. But these are just things to consider when seeing a guy for the first time. What the first impression should be like. Everyone's different. But maybe everyone can somewhat, if not completely, relate to some of the things in this post.

Yes, yes, yes. And thank you.

A One Man Ladder: No Friends Allowed

Peoples, peeps, niggas, bitches, losers, winners, scientists, attorneys, garbage collectors, Burger King employees, Sales associates, twerks, jerks, jigs, macs, writers, readers, dreamers, entrepreneurs, hipsters, hoes, rappers, editors, factory workers, whatever you do, wherever you are:

WHAZZ-ZUPP?!

I am currently transitioning over....graduating high school. It's funny because it's like, I'll go to school wearing something and I'll wonder for a second like, "Is this against the dress code?". Then I realize.....I don't go there anymore.

It's all just rehearsals and then the big bang: Graduation. And that is it folks.

So life is hitting me....Or, it's been hitting me for a while now. But it's hitting me harder now.

I remember being younger, like maybe even before going to high school, and going to family events, and seeing my older cousins there....all grown, and graduating high school and stuff. I always thought you know, they look so happy....but upset at the same time. They also had a lot of family issues, and they'd get into little groups at the parties with other teenagers their age and talk about it. I never understood how someone that didn't have to go to school anymore could be so frustrated....because when you're young, you only pay attention to the minor details of the story. I must have been about 10 years old then....

Now I'm 17.....And that won't even last for that much longer, because once July hits half way through the month: I'll be legal for sure.

I can't say I've had the worst life.....There are people that probably read this blog from all over and can challenge me to that shit. But I Haven't had the best either. The older I get, the ladder to independence goes up another step......and I mean hey, I would love to think I'm sure climbin' it just as fast as it's growing. But it's hard.....especially with a family like my own. Anyone else feel me with this?

Because if you do, well guess what: This is why I do this. The things I talk about, are to coincide with my readers. Of course you have the blog posts that just talk about shit......then you got the blog posts that talk about real ass shit.....and then you got the blog posts that have a meaning for forever. Taps on the shit going on in someones life, right at that moment.....like right now.

It's like that.....because just like seasons.....I laugh....I get mad....I get curious....I get upset....and I cry....like each and every individual reading my blog.

So I have to take a recess every once in a while. Not just for me, but for a lot of people. Even if I don't know them.

But yes......In some way, age can prove to really be a bitch. Or maybe the bigger bitch is just the family that won't let your age be yours.

There's been times when I've said I would just give up.....and let my parents do with me what they must. There was a period of time in my life, where I stopped trying to own my age....because something kept telling me that I wouldn't win. So you do nothing....even though you know damn well that if you don't, you'll never get anywhere because you'll always be looked at like a child.

A........little........kid.

And after a while, I figured that it doesn't matter how tired I am of trying to own my age: I have to do it. By all means, at all times. Because as much as we don't like to repeat ourselves: reinforcement is what gets things into peoples heads. So if you settle and never say shit....it doesn't matter if you grow up to be a 27 year old man....Your parents will continue to belittle you, until you tell em' straight up: I'm grown as fuck. And by pulling on me when I'm trying to venture my life out for myself, is doing me nothing but a disservice.

And you repeat that shit. Repeat that shit until you see a change. Until YOU are happy.

That's another thing too....

I quit doing what my friends told me they thought was the best thing to do because it only would make me happy for the moment. I started thinking ahead....and thinking of what would make ME happy in the future. They're MY parents....No one else is going to be able to completely lift the burden off my back if I do something that scars me for life...cause when it comes down to it, friends have the power to make scars yo.....and not all of them have the power to heal them or take them away when all the shit falls down. That's just the way the cookies crumble.

So unless you are my better half, or soul mate....someone I put on higher stakes then ANYONE else in my life....I mean, you can still give me advice. But it won't be as significant. Because people that love you tell you shit to do that will accommodate with the whole issue, and everyone involved.....and people that care about you a lot....they might tell you good shit too, but it's all shit that they know they want you to hear.....and most of the time because they're not living it, they don't really think about it.

What do you say after you tell one of your friends something serious, and they give you advice..? Most of the time: "I know right!" So....why do I need to ask someone for advice....that's just going to tell me, what I already know....as opposed to actually solving the issue...so I can be free...instead of being lectured for 15 minutes......Just to come to the beginning conclusion all over again.....?

Do friends have the power to do that..............?