A place for my head

Yes, di ace blogger is back again folks. here with another spicy article to spice up your day. My weekend is something i will remember for a while, not all things i can tell you right now (the FBI is watching) but ill try to be as vivid as possible.

Yeah, kick it off with the freshers fete. i reach bout 2:30 or 3 i wasnt watching the time. What was i doing that made me reach so late? My mother felt very generous when she handed us, me and my brother, the keys to her brand new grand vitara. i am not one to refuse gifts so when rory objected i made sure to silence him. We were to go with Rory's friends and after several hours all the band was gathered in one vitara, all  meaning two. yes i said several hours: driving to Portmore and back to Kingston then to Hope Pastures, to New Kingston and then back to Hope Pastures then finally to utech. Wasnt much to speak of, got inside found a spot, wasnt comfortable so i moved around a bit, found maself in the middle and was jiggy, found ma fren and juss chill. unfortunately di stage show part of the night came, meaning, stand up and watch, dancing not included. so my night changed from kenetic to potential energy. the stage show was a comedy. people got boo-ed off stage and everyting but idonia wid him hype self do a ting, esco try a ting but juss neva mek it... fool should have come off when he had a hype. Tony Matterhorn lock off di party basically, him ruff nuh congo. Di bredda juss talk, just speak him mind and run two tune and a it dat. that should keep men from wearing pink and tight pants for about a week or so... if that much.... lost confidence in the "men" of todays society.

Okay so Freshers fete wasnt that crazily insane so bun dat and unto the main event. Joel Chang aka AMP Ceasar's 18th birthday party. i have to say formally to everyone, i give him his props. this was the best party i have been to since this year and all who never made it, missed a great deal of excitement. When i say liquor was flowing like water, u wouldnt undertstand unless u were there. i got there early cuz a mi bredrin, plus AMP majorly involved in planning and public relations so we had 2 mek sure everyting run smooth. Neva get 2 string up the sound i wanted to play but there was a sound none-the-less. Craig aka Bomber and i arrange the lighting thing so we have a nice reasonable darkness on the dancefloor and we chill and watch people come in. get round to the bar i made the bartender know, when u see me, i coming over for Verdie, so dont itch. The great part is they actually listened. round 10:30 people started flooding in on a rapid and the real music got underway. it was alot of mingling and getting to know people, and alot of drinking... AND EATING. The food was great... for the night... by sunday night i was feeling the effects. But i got crunk i tell u, not drunk, crunk. Henessy, Hypnitiq, Moet, Rum Racer, Verdie, Alize, no mixed drinks, no smirnoff ice for me, i went all out. If any of the people there saw me either i had a plate in my hand, a cup or a bottle. Then the foolishness start!!! round 3 i think after people decide fi cut and the crowds started flowing out, Ceasar's bother decide fi throw people into the pool. Yeah i have on ma converse, ma Jamaica 62, u zimme i looking fly, ma phone a flip out hell, out and bad.....SPLASH!!! in the pool i went. they had the courtesy to take out ma phone, my id and my money... in case i drown them can id the body. at least i wasnt the only one soaking from top to bottom in dem party fatigues.

it was all good still, all part of the hype, the vibe that made my night the best night in a while. trust me i looking forward to another AMP sick and psychotic event. blaze, mi gone.

This was so ingenious i had to import it from my Hi5 jounal, and yes i wrote it:

I guess today i am content. content with the way things flowed, content with wat i did, what i did not do, with what i said, with what i did not say or forgot to say. content with the mistakes and the failures, content with the successes, because they all worked together to build the grand design, my day. when one is content he usually is unable to ask probing questions of life. why live and why are we here, why am i poor or why am i rich, why am i black or why am i white. He seeks no interest in the current fiscal deficit, tax increases, pay cuts and power outages. a content person relaxes, reclines, and looks back on his day, putting it in a mental frame on the top of his dresser of lifetime acomplishments. this description of a content person is all you and i would want to be with for the rest of our lives, no? NO INDEED! there is nothing more fullfilling after reaching the top of a mountain to climb a higher one, which is why mans relentless attitude towards success and personal goals can only end: 6 feet below ground level. Man has chosen to seek new ways of extending their life span so they can aquire more, gain more recognition, be more to the world and not spend so much time on getting grey and wrinkled.

This thirst is what drives us. what thrills us, what pushes an athletes muscles to the limit for every difficult race he runs. this is what will drive me to go through tomorrow and the day after that. Yes i know that not everyday i will be content, but it is because i am human, it is because i have youthful, exuberant, vibrant air flowing through my lungs making me invincible! I grieve for the man without a purpose who stands in my way, why kick against the pricks, just look into my eyes, the battle for you is already lost, mine is to be concluded, over my dead body!

I want you to just imagine a party that has a reasonable size with great majority of a certain sex... and is not men... dat hard 2 believe dont? well dat was di scene at the going away party held for Michael Swaby aka Half breed and Corey at AMP headquaters.

this is Paul reporting to you the delayed action which transpired on the memorable date... yesterday night. on arrival on the scene i was greeted by a large contingent of women of all shapes and sizes and of course the members of the Notorious gang, AMP. but we faced a delima... the music was being run via various cds inserted into the component set aka sound system. this i had found to be very unproductive and a "bad ting" waiting to happen. on conversing with Brian Cheung aka waste chiney we decided to go for my systems unit aka "sound box" to get this done properly.

on our way back we picked up my friend who took days 2 get ready (i cant say man nuh fi tek long, cuz i do it too, imagine, we had 2 call for man 2 forward cuz of so much girls!) but thats another matter.... back to the party, the music was set up and the vibes began to flow... my unpreparedness for such a situation led to a shortage of many dancehall rythms and songs so my friend tried his best with the dancehall while i did my thing with the r&b, hip hop, rap and souls.

in aproximately an hour into playing music, everything suddenly went dead, the music became inaudible, the sound system of Craig Johnson aka Bomber had completely blown out, after long hours of being overworked with six speakers instead of 2. a backup was quickly put in place but what was supposed to take 5 minutes took almost an hour... the right cabling and components set had to be acquired and assembled properly.

during this delay men and women could be seen goin into the main hub of activities, Joel Chang's aka Caesar's room, to carry out carnal activities and excessive womanizing, men could be seen drinking to the point of little self control (i made a mad drink mix for dem, dem shoulda tek time...lol), spouting nonesense and being a nuisance, and of course, couples in the pool taking that dip and doin what we know so well...

finally the music was back on and the final period of the party began, that segment went by seamlessly. The crowds eventually diminished, marking the end of a reasonably fair party. in all objective thinking, had the members of AMP been better prepared, we have no idea how much more fun would have been gleaned from this experienced.

The views expressed here are not necessarily those shared by the AMP. pics will not be shown due to their lewd and smutty (actual word) nature.                  

My my, what a day i had yesterday. it was filled with bad news, yet i saw the signs and still got myself more bad news. here goes.

From morning mi bredrin send mi a plz call me text and mi call and call and a get voicemail, so mi assume seh di man dem mek a link up like we had planned so i call ma next bredrin, no answer so i feel well dem busy so let me chill den dem call me. in the evening now one a di man dem, Brian, link mi and seh yow, Joel, Craig, Michael and Zane were in Joels car and there was a car accident! i neva take him serious, i was like, yute u joking, stop u foolishness april fools day gone long time.. but he didnt let up, Nasser tell him dat joel was driving and di car write off Craig get whiplash, so mi seh yow, if mi nuh hear it from di source mi nah go believe it. good while in di evening now mi call Craig and get tru and him seh, u nuh hear wah gwan dogg! di man dem blood up but everyone alrite as it relates 2 no broken bones, no death. the car was totalled. this is how it went: the guys were on hope road goin towards Papine and the the car started to swerve and Joel lost control of it, ran through a lighpost di car spin, flip and land back on di right part. Michael wasnt wearing any seatbelt and craig was in the front of the car, Joel and Zane had minor injuries while Craig and Michael were taken 2 hospital for treatment and released. Mi juss thankful that everyone is aright.

Hearing the bad news, i was not deterred from goin to Devar's post exam party, LYMIN in di Hills. mi reach bout minutes after 12 and di party neva really get underway yet, we gwan chill mi and mi odda bredrin dem, we nuh parr in a good number of years now doa dem live next door, so we juss decide fi go, dere was no way they would be dancing, unless dem did wah go prison, cuz they werent necessarily young if u know what i mean, not in age nor status, mi did shame a go road wid dem, shame a miself, cuz dem ina dem platinum, gold and diamond, versache, Nautica, reebok, every good brand and a pimped vechs. but well we forward and we chill, buy a round a rum and coke and minutes to one, some bitch (i have 2 call her dat because of how she was acting and what she did) come seh, dis is my house, lock off di music, end this party now! so when di sound man turn off music, me and mi bredrin dem splurt like teif, no lingering at all. and dat was dat, dem drop me off at mi yard, pick up a integra and gone 2 ultimate fridays at devon house, saying, dem cyaa carry mi cuz dem pocket weak. i felt like a burden cuz i was broke like a dog so i never argued. so a waste of a day, one filled with bad news.

pics of the crash coming soon

Today i plan 2 acomplish much. for example, i plan to go get my drumsticks and head for my tutors place, so i can set the rocking in motion. then i have 2 go by my church, ppl called me saying i have 2 go teach some kids. sigh, guess it cant be helped, i volunteered anyway. So im making sure i at least accomplish one of my objectives. when i read what i have on php it makes me feel im way over my head on this one. i feel so discouraged, but if it was easy, i wouldnt find the fun in it, if i give up im twice defeated... positive huh? juss trying 2 muster the little courage i have left. i hope i get a good set up with the drums, ma ppl start paying up on a drum set for me already, so i know i have my fam behind me, 2 bad they dont know rock is my main driving force and not 2 play for the church choir... they have their feelings, i think they have any idea. You know what, ill tell u how today goes when its done, later.

Well heres the update: the tutoring at church was cool. the kids i taught were 3rd form up. was helping them in math... they really dont get it, and i feel it for them. they need 2 get work done before next week cuz that when they have exams. i did my drums assessments and i like what i hear... i have the talent, the ability, i will be great. thats what ma instructor tells me. oh by the way, if u know Fab5 u will know they are a good band, one of their members, the drummer will be my tutor, so u know who coming 2 tear up di rock fraternity. anyway thats di update for now, peace out.

Yeah. m guh one mad piece a session last night star, name French Connection. i can safely say dat di money neva bodda mi afta all di vibes weh it bring. let i tell u.

is a super-inclusive event so u dun know, food galore and liquor cyaa done. some a mi bredrin did seh, food soon done so we cyaa even watch di food part... WHAT?? whole night pig a roast, soup a serve and dis wicked spicy pasta ting. di pork did mad, cuz dem serve it wid dis rice, neva know seh rice coulda taste so. by di way dis whole paragraph will be about food, incase u wondering. di soup was a good ting fi settle everybody when di drinking start, but di way it good, had 2 have it all tru di night. had one serving of di pasta and dat was me for di night, 2 damn spicy man! france and dem food! nuff more food did deh deh but i was 2 busy having fun 2 care.

is a big venue more people shoulda deh deh star. a nuh only mi belly did full: talk bout eyecandy!! di ladies were looking so fine. not one girl mi see dress decently modest, everyone have something 2 prove, seh dem out and bad. who nuh ina boots and stilletos ina some battyrider ina some top weh, mek breeze blow one time 2 hard and me feel seh di whole top ago shiff... every girl was looking hot.

i think i talking 2 much now, so let me wrap up. di dancing did wicked, dat a di only ting mi feel dissatisfied bout, seh more neva gwan, it lock off minutes 2 5 and mi feel seh it neva fi done yet! di real vibes did start round 1:30, and about 4:45 dem wah lock off, dat nuh mek it. after almost a year, being tied up with school mi finally have some fun and i did max it. Lymin betta come good next week friday, June 10. Lates