January 19, 2009 at 13:56:10 Jan 19, 2009 @ 13:56
^true, i was just trying to vent though, hoping to cop advice.
It is what it is.
got a problem
I met this girl last February, we started taking and by the summer we were together. easy enough. shit got mad serious, like i loved this bitch and i still do. so this fall i transferred schools to my neighborhood school which happened to be the same school she went to. prior to that shit had been rocky so i thought us being at the same school would even shit out, in fact it made it worse. so we ended up breaking up, and i got a new girl, so she flipped out and stop speaking to me, oh well....
so anyway a couple weeks ago i get a text from one of my close friends saying"yo dog i think i'm starting to like kasey...." i called him and was like wtf but i didn't feel right telling this ***** he can't talk to someone, cuz if you like someone you like em. so anyway i forget all about it, so me and kasey start talking again recently, so i get on facebook last night, and i see videos of them on some hey baby BS and shit like that. iflipped so now i'm sitting at home listening to a whole bunch of sappy songs and shit, i'm just real fucked up, sigh......
-Dated a girl, fell in love
-We broke up
-i started dating someone else
-my good friends starts dating the girl i love(d)
what should i do?
Yeah man! Real Talk, sometimes you can't trust your friends i remember
Last year I was riding in a friend's car to the library to study for a midterm we had together the next day when he noticed there was a cop car following us. After about two blocks I asked if they were still there and turned my head to check. I swear, the second I turned my head the sirens went on blast and they cops pulled us over. Cops comes over and asks us, "Son Do Know Why I Stopped You For?" (My friend looks African American although he isn't.) So, my friend replies,"Cause I'm young,look black? Do I look like a mind-reader sir i don't know." We tell them we're going to the library on campus to study for our midterm, he starts interrogating us, asking us if we've been drinking on a fuckin Tuesday night, asking us what class it is, who the teacher is, and being condescending assholes the whole damn time. Then he asked my friend, the driver, to come out of the vehicle and I'm thinking oh fuck some Rodney King shit is about to go down. The cop shines the light on my friend and notices he's wearing a Play Cloths sweatshirt. He stops asking us questions and almost immediately lets us drive off.
This sucked, but it's not nearly as fucked up as the other shit I'm reading. I just wanted to share this very possibly helpful piece of advice: Buy a sweatshirt from your local play cloths distributor.
Cops will recognize it, think you're a hustler/full-time d-boy/know some major brick-layers and probably not manhandle you. I keep one in my backseat. No lie.