Showing posts with label You Niggas Don't Know Struggle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label You Niggas Don't Know Struggle. Show all posts

Monday, August 29, 2011

You Niggas Don't Know Struggle- Brey

Wassup y'all... real niggas know school started so sorry for the lack of posts recently. I just wanted to share a brief tale involving a level of struggle I wouldn't wish upon my worst enemy. I know Eazy usually does these posts, but being that I'm a college student the struggle was bound to creep up on me in an all black ski-mask and rob me of all my dignity at some point...short story but here goes:

Today I woke up early and took a shower only to get right back in the bed for hours. I woke up to read one of my books for school a bit before I darted off to work. Typical shit...ate lunch, brushed my teeth, then peeled. In the car ride on the way to work I'm bumpin my shit on shuffle then T-Pain comes up....my train of thought then follows: Autotune is fucking annoying, You gotta be a level 10 moron to use autotune that much, T-Pain is such a dirty nigga, I'm glad I'm not that dirty looking, Wait-did I put on deodorant today? A momentary panic attack that made me swerve almost fatally into an 18-wheeler then ensued, but I regained composure. I swiftly remember my back up plan for dirty situations like this...I keep a deodorant stick in my car just in case I do leave in a rush without it. I wait till I park to appease my grimey feeling brewing every second the degree stick isn't applied. I reach for it, forgetting that it had been 90 degrees like everyday the previous week, and was met with this sight:




Yes...a fucking melted deodorant stick. I have 4 minutes before I'm late AGAIN to work and I'm not properly anti perspirant-equipped. Smfh...I had to do the unthinkable: apply the melted deodorant by hand to my underarms....

Ima let that sink in....


To answer your question, Yes, I did feel like a fucking scumbag the entire time. My arm went completely to sleep in the middle... My body wanted no parts in the struggle taking place. I couldn't look anyone in the eye for the rest of the day. Coworkers asked what was wrong I almost went Jason Bourne on em I was so disheveled....I just wanted to share that and I pray that none of you ever have to experience what I went through today. Smh....



I'm out,

Brey


Saturday, August 20, 2011

You Niggas Don't Know Struggle

Back again with one of these posts...smh. I aim to stay away from these because they only get posted when I'm faced with the utmost struggle in life, i try to be great in these streets but there's always set backs...smh
As stated in my Tuesday Thoughts post, I recently experienced one of my most drunk nights in my life to this day, nothing im really proud of though. Surprisingly enough this post isnt much about me getting drunk at all, but upon arriving home i stumbled to the couch to sleep. I woke up like 3 hours later even drunker than I was when I went to bed. Im not even sure how that shit is chemically possible b. Bacardi Limon is nothing to fuck with. So i went up stairs to go to sleep and came back down a few hours later only to see that my cat threw up on the couch. Apparently this nigga's food was old so he took it upon himself to take it out on the living room sofa. Damn feline threw up like he was the one playing shot for shot the night before. I was ready to turn that nigga in to the local China Cafe b. Ever attempt to clean a couch while drunk? Shit is damn near impossible. I got a bucket of water and pine sol and scrubbed for an entire episode of House Of Payne. I wouldn't wish this chore on my worst enemy yo. When i was damn near finished i caught the worst cramp in my arm from all the slave work and my first instinct was to drop my phone. I dropped it clean on the couch but upon landing, this piece of shit evo took it upon itself to bounce off the couch into the bucket of water...and so did my tears of disappointment....46 fuckin' ounces of evo destroying fluids. Damn Evo had the bounce of Shannon Brown when it leaped into that bucket b. Looked like it was taking off from the free throw line or some shit. With the distance between where my phone landed and where the bucket was placed, you would think it'd be impossible for it to land in the bucket but sure enough...evo performed the long jump of its life straight into that bucket of who knows what. I give Sprint a quick call and homie hits me with the "Your insurance doesn't cover water damage" line.  Ill be damned if I drop a months rent on another phone so now until my phone gets off life support Im stuck using the most stugglest of struggle pre paid phones. Shit isnt capable of receiving twitter texts and doesnt even have a calculator, but accurately subtracts 3 minutes for each text I use.. Im backstroking through the struggle right now b...smh



Thursday, July 21, 2011

You Niggas Don't Know Struggle (7-21-11)


These posts will be 100% factual stories of pure struggle that i've endured in recent times. Hopefully I wont have to do this too often but some things are just so funny from a 3rd person perspective that I just have to share them..so lets get into it..
Yo in case you're wondering, this an actual photo of vehicle's dash display...no jokes, just struggle. My engine light has been on so long that the light is starting to dim out. If you've never seen an air bag light on before, there it is.. Im not actually sure what it means, I just assume that I just don't have an airbag. I just imagine getting into an accident and dust flying out of the steering wheel...tragic
Ok so yesterday after getting out of class I hop in my whip to head home...As i sighed at my dash display while driving home, I realized that for some reason my car wasn't switching gears, its an automatic btw. I was going like 30 mph but stuck in first gear, shit scared the hell outta me. Cause not only was my engine screeching like the cries of 1000 babies, but this was the fastest I could go. Sounded like my engine was about to karate kick its way straight out of the hood. I had 2 options...head over to Auto zone, or just continue to head home. Any normal nigga woulda took it to the zone so thats exactly what I did. On my way tho, i happened to run into a Sonic. I stopped to get a burger and this bitch fucked up and got my order wrong..Im guessing my anger drowned out the sound of my engine as i drove home..cause I forgot all about autozone smh. I didnt remember about the engine problem until i got back to my apartment complex, but i figured i could just take my car the next day.....Today my car wouldn't start....you niggas don't know struggle..
~Eazy (@Tha_FreshPrince)