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Name: Winston Location: Pennsylvania, United States Gender: Male
Interests: I enjoy hanging out with friends, eating, sleeping, listening to music, playing music, especially the drum set Expertise: I am known as the keeper of DA funk which is also called "DA FONQUE" I've been sent here on a misson to let you all know that Da FuNk is comming. There's nothing you can do to stop it, its force creates spine tingling earth shattering sonic blast that will free your mind, because you know what they say...Free your mind, and yo' ass will follow. The after effects of the Fonque will cause excessive foot tapping and booty shaking. Please don't resist these urges, especially if you've got a nice booty! Alright, I must leave now, duty calls and remember, LOVE, PEACE, AND SOOOOOUUUUUUULLLLLLLL!
But seriously, by day, I'm just a mild-manored student at Temple University. I also play a mean drum set, but don't tell anyone, you don't want to give away my secret identity, if you do, Da Funk will shake you! Occupation: Student
Message: message me Website: visit my website AIM: Jusballin1119
Member Since:
2/21/2004
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| DAAAMMMNNNN!!! once again its been a minute since I last posted, I really gotta get back into the groove. I'm sooo past ready to go home, and start the loong vacation as a matter of fact, I'm RUDY to go home (past tense for ready) Its gonna be soo hard to keep up a consistent effort to do well for the rest of the semester. Its like senioritis but not!, anyway, crazy stuff has happened in the past week, like there was the protest which I took part in, you can ask me for extra details, all I have to say is that the President of Temple needs to seriously re-think his priorities, between his change in policy on the SATs and on housing, he's really setting himself up for a downfall. And what else, oh, there was a crazy party on saturday, which was a lot of fun, and then there is also the downside to life but that can be expected. It is something to think about but nothing that can be helped if we dwell on it. All I can say about that is that I'm here to talk and listen to anyone who needs to just talk, that's what friends are for, or so the song goes. Guess what comes out on april 16th!!! KILL BILL VOL 2!!! I can't wait to see it, Tarintino really left us in a daze after not finishing the first one, so I'm really expecting something great in the next one, and of course, in the same day, vol 1 comes out on dvd which I'm deffinately gonna have to buy. If you haven't seen this movie, its a MUST HAVE for those who love action movies. Well thats all I got for today, LOVE, PEACE AND SOOOOUUUUULLLLLL!!!!!!!! | | |
| So the funniest thing just happened a second ago, some asshole went by our floor and hit the fire alarm box. He didn't pull the alarm, just hit the box's clear cover off, and this creates a loud screeching beeping sound just on our floor. So I hear it and already know what it is, so I get up to fix it, otherwise no one is gonna get any sleep. So I put the cover back on and its still buzzing and I don't know how to stop it. Some other guys come out to see what happened, and then all of a sudden our RA comes out half asleep, winds up and smacks the hell out of the box....the buzzing stops, and he trudges back to his room. It was hilarious! | | |
| Wassup! not too much here so check it out, wednesday, I wake up at like 5 in the morning to go to the bathroom. I get out of bed, and open the door, to find toilet paper hanging from the top. Now keep in mind, I'm half awake, and in need of going to the bathroom, so I'm like what the fuck?!?! and then I get over it really quickly. So in the bathroom, I run into the guy who did it, and he seemed pretty content with himself. He told me that he was doing the prank on my roomate. And I'm like whatever, this is between him and my roomate. So I go back to bed and forget about the whole thing. I wake up and open the door, and I'm a little shocked because I see the same thing again, and, well since I was kinda out of it at 5 in the morning. But not only was our doorway TP'ed there was other stuff put on the door which really pissed mike off, (it was directed straight at him). So I went to take a shower, and I remembered who did this prank, and both of us were kinda pissed, and the rest of the prank was kinda mean, I told my roomate who did it, and he was even more angry. So he calls him out and luckily he admitted to it, and appoligized, he even offered to help clean it up, but my roomate responded with an abrupt "Fuck you!" and slammed the door. He then proceded to plan another prank to top what he did. Here is where this starts to get really dumb and immature. First of all, I believe that 2 wrongs don't make a right, and he was bent on revenge. Like he wanted to go to china town and buy like a live eel and put it in his bed. I thought that was a little out of hand, but I honestly wasn't about to get in his way. Atleast, not directly. So He and another floormate were going to drive to china town to perform the dasterdly deed. I was able to talk to the guy who was gonna drive, and convinced him that it wasn't a good idea. That prank was too extreme. He then told my roomate that he had too much work to do, and that there was something wrong with his car, so they didn't go. However, he did give him another idea for the comeback prank. He suggested wrapping all of his things like his bed, his pillows, his whole side of the room, in newspaper. What I think was the most ridicilous was that my roomate and one of his friends actually spend the whole 3 hours it took, to pull this thing off. This was a waste of time. Three hours that he will never get back. He could have done so many other things in that time, but instead he decided to feed his enormous ego, and get some payback. So to make a long story short, the prank was done, and the one who started it became angry, and the two began fighting, and one wanted to help the other clean up, and my roomate didn't want to help him. He was too full of himself to be civil about the whole thing. So now they aren't friends anymore.
There is a lesson to learn from this story. Pride and testosterone can lead men to do VERY DUMB AND IMMATURE THINGS!!! I don't understand why guys everywhere give in to this animalistic emotion. We're better than that. What's even worse is the fact that these two individuals couldn't turn the other cheek, or agree to forget in order to preserve a friendship. Now this pride and stupidity has caused the two to stop talking. OVER A DUMB FUCKING PRANK!!! We're in college now guys, start acting like it! I'm out, LOVE, PEACE, and SOOOOOOUUUUUUUULLLLLLLL!!!!! | | |
| "Its been a long (long time) we shouldna left you, without a dope beat to step to, step to, step to..." (Timbaland)
Well yeah its been a long time since I've updated that is so, I'm gonna try my best to fill in the last few days. About 6 to be exact. Well the past weekend was my much needed vacation, sorta. I know we just came back from a vacation not too long ago, but this was a vacation from my roomate. Don't get me wrong, its not like I hate the guy, but he can really put a damper on my fun sometimes. He went home, and the room was mine for 3 glorious days!! See the problem is that he goes to bed early, so to be considerate I usually come in and try to be quiet. But I can't watch tv or listen to music or LIVE because this dude sleeps ALL THE TIME. I come in after class, he's sleeping. To be polite, I don't turn on the tv, or music. So between his sleeping cycles, I can't do my thing. WHICH REALLY SUCKS!!!! so he left, and I was finally able to enjoy myself. I stayed up till 6 in the morning on friday and saturday, and listened to as much music as I wanted. It was wonderful. Honestly, it was my room first (I was there first). So it was about time that the owner got his room back! On friday, me, Jackie, Amy, and Sam went to club Egypt. It was amazing. The one thing that got to me was the fact that there WAS a dress code. Fashionable, no jeans, chains, hats, etc. Basically I had to totally look through my whole wardrobe to find something to wear. But when we got there, people were breaking the dress code everywhere, I saw jeans, hats, chains, everything! I was kinda pissed, but I looked good, so did everyone who I was with, might I add (but keep in mind, I don't look at guys!). So during our time at the club, Amy was molested by like 6 guys. Not serioiusly molested, but these geeky, horney-looking guys would just come up from behind her, and start to dance. They wouldn't ask, or be in the slightest bit polite. So I was recruited to be on the dork partol. This meant that whenever I spotted some sorry-looking guy scoping out Amy, or Sam, I would grab one, or both, and dance with them so that the guys would go away. After the club, we went to South Street Diner.
The same night, I decided to watch Once Upon A Time In Mexico, the sequel to Desperado. That movie is amazing!! You just gotta see it! By the way Amy, I still need to get that back to you!
Saturday, I went and saw Hildago with Sam and Jackie. That was also an awesome movie. I highly reccomend it.
Umm... I don't remember what I did on sunday.
These past few days there have been some crazy conflicts with friends and boyfriends and girlfriends, and these conflicts honestly have been going on for awhile, and well...they're becomming tired....Really really tired, and need to be put to sleep!!! Anyway thats pretty much it, I'm out, LOVE PEACE and SOOOOUUUULLLLLL!!!! (if anybody doesn't know where thats from, ask me!) | | |
| - Rappers Delight Well, lets see these past days have been pretty interesting! Monday, or atleast I think it was monday, we did some kariokee in the caff. I hate spelling that word! and I'm too lazy to go and figure out how to spell it correctly. Anyway, it was fun except I had to be the first one to go up. The guy who ran it was doing most of the songs because no one wanted to put in their slip of paper to sing. I was looking through the book, and I wrote it down, and Amy saw and then tried to flag down the dude to tell him that I wanted to go next! I was like AMY NOOOO!! I can be such a chicken sometimes. I really had no problem with doing kariokee, but I just didn't want to go first! After that guy did his michael jackson impressions though, I was feeling a little less nervous. He was obviously not afraid of making a fool of himself, so I figured, what the hell, it can't, and besides if anyone said something, then whatever, its not like they went up and did a better job. Not many people went up to sing, it was mostly our group.
On St. Patrick's day I had some fun, which really wasn't a good idea. Going out to party is never a good idea on a wednesday, I'm not gonna tell all the details, if you wanna know, you should ask me, but lets just say that we came close to some serious trouble. But its all good now, we were saved by the luck o' the Irish!! Hell Yeah!! Well, I'm out, PEACE! | | |
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