(EST. 2009) I see life in an abstract, slanted way. This blog was made to try and display that point of view to the people who don't know me, or those who know me more than I know myself. The blog title came from a combo of "This is What I Call Her" By Lil'Wayne, the constant smell of reefer on some of my close friends, and of course my last name [don't forget the "E"]. I'm high off of life, this blog is my blunt and I'm passing it too you. Inhale until you feel you've had too much GREENE.



(via Hypebeast)

When I saw this picture of Black Thought, one of my favorite all time MCs, the Phillyness inside me screamed, "Damn, Boul. This jawn is soo Philly." Had to post it. I lOve my city and I am very happy to be home right now. Tonight is going to be funny, Christmas dinner is at my crib this year. Looking forward to it? Fo'sho. Tipsy family members a priceless.


On another note, Happy Birthday to not only Jesus, but to my man hun'ed grand, Luis aka Sito. Enjoy your birthday family. I always feel for you on Christmas because you get the two for one deal in gifts. But cheer up though, boul. Haha.



Playing catch up

[My going away gift before I came back to Hampton after thanksgiving]

It has been a while since I have updated my blog. Partially, because I am not in the city I am oh so familiar to. It's hard to poke fun at people on the streets/campus in Hampton with post entitled, "GET YOUR MANS" and such, because what I'm laughing at is probably "the cool" thing to do where the victim is from. It's hard to blog about my life as a young Philadelphian, when I am outside of Philly, and the outcast of the situation. [i.e "Kenny, what the hell is a jawn?"] It's all love though, and I am not changing my slang for anyone, Boul.

This new environment has caused me to adjust, grow and understand how people, well black people, act in different parts of the country. I am now prone to different slang, wardrobes, accents, thoughts and ideas from African Americans all over the nation. However, when it comes to school, classes and the lack of skyscrapers, I am
too used to being down here and so ready for this first semester to be over. Next season is tennis season and I am pumped. Aside from next semester, I am coming home FRIDAY. Philly WHAT IS REALLY GOOD?! I cannot wait to be home again. Thanksgiving break was short lived.

When I came home for thanksgiving, I was happy to find out that nothing has changed. My friends are the same family they were before I left. My Mom greeted me with a kiss and clean room while my beautiful grandmother who is suffering from dementia stood up and gave me the best hug of my eighteen years (I'm going to keep it real, I didn't think she'd remember me... Even though she can't hold conversation anymore and struggles to do everyday activities she
still remembered the bad ass youngboa that she took care of everyday after he was away for three months of college. That was love. I thank God for that moment.). Being away from Philadelphia really showed me how much the city means to me. There is nothing like Philadelphia, PA and that is fact. You know how I know? When ever I see a girl who LOOKS like they're from Philly down at Hampton, I stop them and ask, "Are you from Philly?" I am usually right, 4/4 if you want to be specific. My point? Philadelphians are very distinct individuals that can not be confused with anyone else.

I've learned so much about myself while being away for school. I've realized how independent I actually am, how laid back I am in comparison to others, and how strong some of my values are. Regardless, I still feel the need to be closer to home... This five our drive is in the way. If I was in D.C all I would have to do is hop on a China bus on 8th street and I would be home in like an hour and a half... but that's another story... I am glad to be a H(I)U Pirate (Argh, bitch).


Sadly, I have been sheltered from one of the greatest aspects of life; MUSIC. Even as a Pirate, pirating is almost impossible (Lime wire had to be deleted when I registered my computer). I do not have a car down here so I cannot even hit the mall up to purchase CDs (at will). Also, let's just say I have more important purchases to make then 99 cent tracks on iTunes. So basically, I am stuck with my iTunes Library (which I def cannot hate on) and GUCCI MANE ALL DAY EVERYDAY BECAUSE THAT IS ALL PEOPLE LISTEN TO DOWN HERE, aside from my man Trey Songz (Pause. Did that sound suspect? I think I listen to Trey Songz more than half of the girls down here... Please subtract a Goon point from my Thug statistics).

That is enough about me, nothing major has changed so let's discuss us. Just me and you baby. No, I'm joking... I mean "us" as in ORCL, the movement. I might sound repetitive, but seriously, everyone has been so supportive with the line. We have been receiving so much positive feedback from everyone in places all over the world. Philadelphia, thank you for getting us on our feet. When I say, "We're doing this for our city," please understand that the statement is honesty in it's purist form. In the meantime stay tuned to the specified program because WE WILL be dropping a dope winter collection. It's
only right. (I bet you knew that was coming, didn't you?)

[Huge line of AKAs that crossed this semester. I took a picture for my Momma Greene]

[Thankyou cupcake Meg]

[Brotherly love, Philly stand up. Thank you Ms. Love.]

Two more finals and a few more days a nasty cafeteria food. Until then, I'll holler.



I thought this was deep...



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