(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.



It's been minute (that's probably how I began my last several post).  But, once again... it has.  The summer has gone quicker than I ever expected. I feel like I took my last final a couple of weeks ago. Low and behold, I have less than a month until I'm back in class (I would of thrown an F bomb before "class" but my mom reads this sometimes. What's good, Ma).  The Hampton routine will be intact sooner than I know it and that is something that I just cannot fade.  So as I continue my usual free-styled post, I am going to tune into this "Girls, Girls, Girls" instrumental and try my best not to think about the peninsula that I live on for most of the year. Let me stop crying though, because some of my Hamptonian brothers have bigger issues to worry about (Tuition, tuition, tuition).  And I pray that they make it back to finish the task at hand: Getting a degree.

MY LIFE IS CHANGING. Things are more confusing as each day goes by.  Maybe confusing is the wrong wording... Let me rephrase.  As my life progresses, I am coming closer and closer to the crucial decisions that will affect my life forever. Decisions this important cannot be taken lightly and you can never be 100% sure of them.  It is all about luck. However, as I try to get back into my religious upbringing (which got me most of the way thus far), I can also say it's about faith.

On the other hand, my eyes are starting to see my last name. Bread. Mugga. Currency.  It's on my mind more than ever.  Levels of wealth are becoming more obvious to me in everyday life.  It might be the environment I am in sometimes (the tennis one).  Whatever it is, it is making me sniff out ways to obtain bread, because I'm not trying to be in my Mom duke's basement all my life.  I find myself networking more with important people (when we say "important people" do we really mean important, or do we actually mean wealthy? It may depend on the situation), discussing my major, finding common grounds and interest, not only to stretch the conversation but to see how they made it.  As devastating as a corporate title may sound, these people were all in the same situation at some point.  Race, prior thought, or whathaveyou are not reasons for me to bite my tongue.  We are all human. The shy kid who would hesitate to speak to people with a crowd around them is no more.  It's game time. I'm young, handsome and in my prime. I always felt mature, but now I see it in my actions; which shows that I actually am maturing.  Instead of browsing clothing to continue the hipsters-ish look that people are use to seeing me in, I find myself trying to blossom my suit collection. Trust me, I don't think I will ever toss my sneaks or street wear, however, I've acquired a taste for skinny ties instead of skinny jeans.  Plus, if I'm really about this dental school life, deep v-necks and jeans with knee creased honey-combs aren't going to look to professional behind a white coat. I'm trying to put together a successful career and not just a job.  I've realized that job money is always available, but career bread is long standing and colossal.  Longstanding money is the easier route to wealthy (unless you hit the lottery... but even most Lotto winners are already packing substantial sums in their wallets). With all of the different skills and hobbies that I want to acquire, long standing bread is (in the words of the throne MC), "SO NECESSARY."

You know, what else represents maturity? A girlfriend. But, I won't get into that in this post.  That's another conversation.

In the meantime, what's a 2011 blog post without pictures?



Since I've been home

Before you start reading anything, I want you to go click here and open the link in a new tab: DOM KENNEDY - ON THE WAY HOME.  That way you can feel what I'm saying just a bit more.  Well, since I've been home I've been sober and intoxicated, an early bird and nocturnal, I've made ammends and had my jaw broken with a pipe, but most of all I have been reacquainted with most of the people that I am closest too.  My family and friends ride or die.

The only thing that has been missing this summer is new company.  When I say that I do not mean, "Ayo baby yo baby yo... that I noticed you too." (Fresh Prince). But I mean moreso, "you and your friends get with my friends and we can be friends."  I seem to enjoy the summer the most when it is my friends, who I could write a novel about (each of you individually), with new unfamiliar company.  With that being said, what's up? If we haven't kicked it since highschool we owe each other some quality time.  Don't be shy, our time together won't be awkward because I'll make sure to keep the conversation going in my own way (actually, it might be awkward because I drawl, haha).  I'm sure we should all have a lot to talk about.

In the beginning of my summer vacation I was snapping shoots from the shotgun perspective of some of my friends vehicles.  There was no need to lug my camera around when the iPhone 4 camera shoots better than most phones.  I felt like I was all over the city for the first couple days home, so I would snap I shot when I thought about it from whatever area I might have been in at the moment. Looking at this pictures reminds me of old post that could easily be found throughout this blog.  Finally, finally, finally.  It is starting to feel like summer.

"Got a... What are you from Texas?!?"



Somebody told me to go around campus and take pictures of all the beautiful HU girls that I run into.  That day will come... but for now, I just took pictures of some of the ones I'm cool with.   

Shoutout to makeup girl. I know she took a couple of these when she had my camera....




It's crazy how things can change in just a year, 

or better yet, in six months.  A life can change and a project can flourish in this short amount of time.  An entire new perspective can manage to spark, simply due to one image or happening... and change someones thoughts forever.  The change can be good or bad, ugly, fulfilling, mind altering or passed by.  Life's trials and tribulations are unexplainable and can never be expected no matter how philosophical one might think they are.  A person can live the same way an entire lifetime while another person indulges in new experience and challenges on a weekly basis.  One person maybe content with the daily repetition and tradition that they might encounter while another person might dread it.  It's crazy how life works.  Our happiness is based on our mentalities. 

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