today has gotta be one of the most happening day of my life. firstly i gotta say this year will be a rough ride for me. since jan, many things happened and its mostly negative. mygoodness.
so today i gan alot of [n i mean alooooot] of officers - mean-death officers. {i'm using mean-death instead of u-know-what, because by doing so, i hope those gov agents[if theres any] would hv to go extra miles to track down this post. & make me land to a even bigger shiat.} its was all abt the confiscated phone ONCE AGAIN! i'm just down on luck to have my phone fixed in week 7, confiscated on the 8 and now week 11 history repeats itself. i blew up today. screaming at the innocent officers. seriously i'm so sorry. but i just couldnt help it because the BIG SHOT, STAFF SAR-GEAAAANT ANG! just wouldnt want to speak to me. i quarrelled for 2 consecutive days. damn, i hv such "courage" seriously, i'm so not afraid of dying! omgggggg. WHY?! why does the lion blood flow in meeee.
i was pulled from here to there, and there to here once more, talking to different ah-mie personnels. and i always end up crying after i scolded, i shouted, I SCREAMED! then i got breathless and use my heart condition against them. & i really end up feeling nauseous, having a serious migrain accumulated since decadessss. okay, i admit i was at the wrong but the thing is THEY ISSUED ME A KEY! and y in the world make tt BIG SHOT have a reason to confiscate my phone? i rmb the first time i scream and breakdown in public was during BO audtion where i shouted in Burger King. & now this, i seriously dun care abt my face man WAH LAO EHH! charlene y u sooooo SOMETHING WRONG! this one is even more serious, i was in a military office, where all the ah-mee bois areeee. wah seh! so many crowd ard to watch the show. i think they got scared when i "turn purple", criedddd, showed prove tt i have a heart condition etc. ok so whatever, after the big fight, one "officer" {he didn have his uniform on, but yet his orders were taken care of. must be some higher management personnel.} just told his ka-kia to bring me my phone and i left for home. LOL! one sentence end of story. so then i told one of the officers to help me apologise to the others b4 i left. he was the one i gan-ed oso. he was really nice altho he tried to argue with me. so ya.
& then went to see my family doctor. my family doc was stun-ed, sort of, that i actually defy a ah-mee personnel. i was stun TOO! & m veryyyyy scared actually. so ya back to my health, my family doctor checked my heart beat and my blood pressure. whoohoo~ it was running LOW LOW LOW! he said, high chance of fainting. MYGOODNESS! lucky tt officer return me my phone else, i really would have 'die' down there. & TT BIG SHOT, as i said to the officers "if i faint here, are you going to hold responsibility?" of course tt big shot wont! & now i earned myself a SORE THROAT!
CHARLENE PLSSS! learn your lesson. stoppppp. pls o pls. & i gotta apologise to fellow MDs for not turning up for the dinner when i informed the organiser i'm going. so sorry.
now tt i have sort of calm down, though still low on blood. but i just couldnt resist bloggin about today. for memory purposes. haha. ok side track abit. fandom moments once again. well as u guys should know. i totally respect tablo. one of the real talents remaining in kpop. & i mean seriously i respect this english lit major! below is a video where "Tablo was drunk but was asked to freestyle by the friend on the camera and he obliged. His buddy myk (don't know anything about him) also joined in on the fun and showed off his freestyle skills." totally impressed as always.
for your hearing aids:
Tablo: Yo, let me dumb it down for this diaper-wearing fake generation. I’m like Kanye at an award show. I got a hyperventil-’late registration’ Pass out, get drunk and assed out. I’m like a handful of flyers I’m quick to pass out.
MYK: You pass out but before you pass out,let’s get our raps out Cause we’re all stars that’s why they call us smash-mouth. Yo, when I’m rippin’ these cats, I’m takin’ the trash out, like I was the garbage-man. Their flows can’t harm me, they’re just garbage, man.
Tablo: Garbage what? What rhymes with garbage? Garbage… It’s like… Carnage. I’m killin’ the mic and I’m poppin’ ear blockage. I’ve been doing this since college. I got an ass for brains so even when I take a shit, I’m droppin’ knowledge.
MYK: And I’m ready to demolish. Anybody that wants to step to me, they’re not as fresh as me. These freestyles to me is so easy, it’s like takin’ breaths to me.
Tablo: Takin’ breathes to me, it’s like destiny. The death of hiphop will be the death of me. That’s right, when I’m on the mic, I like to rhyme tight and I’m always in the mother-fucking spotlight.
MYK: Spotlight, or better yet, the limelight. That’s where we rhyme tight, and we shine bright. Yo I’m spittin’ with insight, grippin’ my mic tight, grippin’ it so tight, I’m ready to take flight.
Tablo: Take flight! Take flight like a bird. I’m all up inside your head like a motherfuckin’ bird, and I drop a turd, flyest shit that you’ve ever heard.
MYK: And whether or not it’s absurd, yo my mind is fast like a blur. I’m quick to piss in your drink, and with my dick I give it a stir. Smoke these words like herbs for sure, yes sir.
Tablo: Yes sir or yezzir, like I’m star-trekking, all these motherfuckin’ MC’s better go home, better start packin’ I’m presidential when I flow, yo it ain’t hard to tell, I ‘BA-ROCK’ the show, ‘O BA MA’-self.
For all the wannabe rappers in mushroom-growing-like groups, this is how you rap. Watch and learn! &thats the end for today. takecare ppl! - tks audrey for realising my mistake :]
