thought four.

last night i came across a thought...

well a few.

one - i like to try new things...and if i like it, wear it out til it can't work anymore....i.e. blogspot...lol.

two - when in rome...dont make like the romans do...be different.

three - i really like chicken...lol

and four - if music was a person, then i would be in a 21 year marriage with her, still going strong.



this revelation came to me in the wee hours of the morning due to my roommates sleeping habits.

i ended up gettin 9 different albums last night...or morning...it was at like 5:30am

on top of that i ended up having spurts of lyrical genius...something that i have been and still will be struggling with.

speakin of lyrics...i've decided that its finally time to REALLY start working on some music of my own...something for me...something that i can be proud of...and something that can express me to the fullest extent.

i know i told a few people that i know that i was in the process of making a mashup album or what not....but thats gunna be put on the back burner and start working on a solo album.

start working on something that i'm more familiar with...

my voice and my guitar.


Chris Lane presents....i dont kno what the hell its gunna be called yet...but when i figure it out i will let you know. lol.

The La...out.

third thought.

okay i know that this is the third post within like...i dont kno....maybe 15 mins or something.

but i cant stop thinking.

my mind is forever on the move.

and i have at least 2 cups of gin in me.



but.


to think that i made it this far...in spite of all the negative people that have told me that "i'm a waste of time" or "that i'm not college material"...is something to be proud of.

and i am.

never did i think that the people that i'm supposed to look up to for support , were going to be the people that tell me that...in short...i'm worthless, that i'm not going to amount to anything but minimum wage and less than that.

they dubbed me a failure from the jump.

i was on program lists ever since i was in kindergarden. and to find out that i was secretly on these lists is complete and utter bullshit.

how does education - something that should be free (of currency and/or prejudice) - become politcal?

its disgusting and vile.

and i dispise it.

with a passion.

but nevertheless...i'm in college.

over half way done...but still a long ways to go.



so i ask this to the "mentors" in my past?

how will you feel when a failure like me...ends up better than you'll ever be?

second thought.

Living revolutionary, nothing less than legendary Gangsta shit hereditary, got it from my dad Flow colder than February with extraordinary swag

-T.I. - Swagga Like Us


me to the point.

very first thought.

blogspot.

what is all this hubbub about?

whatever.

anyways.

to understand me is to understand this....

love taken for granted with never return to you.

simple as that.