What’s good
everybody. Before we get down to the shits, let me get something off my chest
real quick. The language. There is nothing wrong with political correctness in
general. I have no idea what’s all
the fuss about. There is a perfectly good reason why we don’t call women, homosexuals or ethnicities names. Not seriously, not for fun. The argument that “you don’t
really mean it like that” or
that “they call themselves that too” is ignorant. You have no business
calling people names. It is not cute, it is not funny and I believe that by
2020, it’s getting more and more
cringeworthy. It’s kinda fucked up cause at
the end of the day, I’m a
hip-hop head and I don’t
necessarily enjoy not enjoying lyrics of some of some of the interprets I
listen to but well... I checked the last episode of Young Money Radio, cause I love Wayne (ask my tattoos) and cause 50 was on the show. And dude...
That shit was a major no-no... There is no excuse of calling women bitches like
that... At the end of the day, the energy you give out to the universe is gonna
stay there and eventually get back to you... And to be completely honest, it
does not take that much effort to eliminate some of those bullshit words from
the vocabulary. And again, I’m not telling
people what they should or should not be saying but keep it open minded. Just
cause you are used to label whoever whatever does not necessarily make it okay.
And from time to time, it might not be the worst idea to recalibrate and get
rid of all the stereotypical non-sense we have been surrounded by since forever
ago...
Okay, now... I’m a
licensed driver, biatch (look at me go). Took me like 6 weeks but I made it.
Last Thursday I passed the final exam and the final test drive which absolutely
did not go smoothly but it went. So that shit is over with for good. Well, not
entirely as I agreed on taking two additional drives focused on parking and all
the fun stuff I still kinda struggle with. That’s my
good will tho – I have passed.
Outside of all the fucking driving, I’ve been invested mostly in work. Oh yeah, and my b-day. So
finished that driving thing around noon on my 33rd birthday. Met-up
with one of my guys who happened to be in town again by accident at this vegan Pizza
Punk place for... you guessed it... vegan pizza. My dad joined, we hung out for
a bit and then me and the pops took it to a café nearby
to get... you guessed it again... some coffee. After that, we met up with my
dad’s gf at this supermarket and did some
shopping for the evening. I had some work to do later on but we managed to
prepare all the snacks and refreshments, and by 7pm the family show started. I
got some beautiful gifts, we spent a great evening together, it was awesome. If
it wasn’t for my family, I wouldn’t celebrate my birthday at all, and
every time it’s coming I tend to be a bit irritated and
skeptical about the whole thing, but I always end up appreciating it. And they
always somehow manage to move me even though I’m totally
not into things or gifts. It’s all
love.
We spent the weekend in the countryside at my dad’s gf’s
cottage in this tiny tiny village. I was about to go with the two of them
first, but my sis asked me to join her team. She can drive but she hadn’t driven like this ever and she
wanted someone to sit next to her to provide navigation and moral support as
her fiancée was in the back making sure
the little one is aight. So there we were, driving about 70km from Brno. All
went well, I was playing old CDs of Wayne and Ye (that’s right, as the only way to play music in that
motherfucker was a CD drive, I went through my old collection) and I’m fucking happy that the nephew experienced
some real ass music for the first time. He has no idea what awaits him when he
gets older.
The weekend itself was also great. It was a chance for us to
meet up with the family of my dad’s gf. I
mean, I was basically the only one who hadn’t met most
of them but still.. It was a chance for all of us to spend some time
together. So I met bunch of new people, we spent hours talking, walking,
cooking and eating... I got on a couple of leftist rants as I always do... Oh
yeah, and sleeping... I was so tired after the week and the countryside does
wonders to me when it comes to that. The first day, I did like solid 10 hours.
That almost never happens. I also didn’t touch
my phone for like 2 days straight. And I’m
actually thinking of dedicating 1 day a week for this. Just leave my phone in a
drawer not paying attention to it at all. It felt so good.
So yeah, that’s that.
I’m still in touch with everybody I
love, I still do all the workouts, the healthy stuff, the teaching, the reading...
Only difference is I’m 33
now. Not sure how I feel about that. So I guess nothing’s really new (believe it or not, I’m not sure about lotta shit). I feel good tho and I hope y’all good too. Be safe, be good and
keep it 100%. Love y’all.
One!
Highlights:
- Driving License.
- B-day.
- Weekend.
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