>lol! i wanna know more about them thugs! and especially
>what happened at the casino! why were you getting thrown
>out in the first place??? oh, and do you try to freestyle
>up in bean town occasionally and what's the scene up there
>like?
>
>peace,
>
>n.


hey NAT~! well.. to answer ur q's..
the thug thing: i dated a cat for 3 years who was infested with the microcosm of the "rap video life"..and I was an unhappy gyrl.
I love the look, but not the life.. feel me?


lol bout the casino...

dude @ the door was tryin to get with my gurl, so i went ahead of her and then i pulled her through the door jokin around and was like "he's too short for u anyway, girl".. dude got heated and told his boss that she didnt show him ID.. so the manager came up to her asking her to remove her hat and glasses, and why didnt she show ID. My girl was like "he didnt ask me" and pulled out two.. the manager said they didnt look like her and grabbed her by her shirt.
I got heated and was like "dont touch my girl" and asked him his name.. with a smile on his face he told me.
so we bounced from that area and were walking around the stores n shit.. but they were like following us and calling eachother on the walkie-talkies n shit..
so i got heated and spoke to a host that was like "you can report that".. so an inpector came down, looked @ her ids and said they were sufficient, brought us back into the casino and basically made those fuckers look stupid ..
there were managers in suits, and all the staff pretty much and they were like "sorry for the inconvience".
BLAH.. it didnt end there.. i was like "nah, i wanna write a grievance statement".. so they gave me the papers and we bounced outside to get all the facts straight.
By the time we finished the shift had changed, so i informed the manager on duty what happened. He seemed kinda aggrevated but took the paper n shit.
So.. we're chillin in the player's club and a host comes to the door and tells us we have to leave cuz they were sayin that my girl didnt have proper id again.
So, I got heated .. and went to go check the manager.. we got in a huge fight and I told him his name is going to be reported, he was unethical and abusing his power, etc.
We argued all the was out and by this time we had just about every security guard surrounding us.
I went to try to go do the same thing as last time and get the inspector, but the new manager beat me to it and basically got on the same page with him before i could.
lol.. the next day we were in the casino.
I tried to pursue it further tho, I contacted people of higher positions and by this time my girl (who this whole thing happened about) was like "they have too much power over us" and didnt wanna do her part.. so i just gave up.. lol
I still think we would have got PAID~!shiiieeeeeet
lol..

and about bean..
yeah the hiphop scene is cool here... there's like 4 hiphop radio stations and alot of underground shit, but most Boston emcees are so cliche to me. Alot of them sound the same. Frankly, BOston is pretty wack, it's a very conservative city...
we have duplicate hot 97. commercial hiphop 94.5, then there's 88.9 which is all underground that airs eevry nite from 7-11 from the college.
It's fast up here and people are ignorant, basically. Mass has the worst drivers.. people cut eachother off constantly. I went down south in June and didn't wanna come back.
The only thing that i really like about mass is that it's so diverse, I have neighbors of every race and it's cool.. noone cares...

thanx for the Q's nat..
peace

-Stephani
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rules are for those that need structure
discipline is for the anal retentive and power hungry
repeated tests are the only thing of which i speak
we need to be tested to find out which part of the soul is weak~robynwildchild

You have the strength of Beowulf but cripple it because of your affinity for the monster
You have been sustaining yourself on the gruel of self-destruction for so long your stomach rejects the ambrosia of life
While the hero of your mind stands by without action while the monster of your emotions sever friendship like arteries under the knife~PG

"fingertips of sun
trace the edges of this room
I turn my face so
your leaving does not eclipse
your kiss on back of my neck"~Ambergirl

someday I won't have to tell myself the obvious
or pretend to be oblivious
~Robynwildchild

"pain is usually the source of my work. the way i have dealt with mental adversity is by embracing it, and allowing certain ideals to wash over my consciousness so that i could purge my pain."-tek

The new me is like: A woman killed in ruffles; falling to the ground with her hair spread out; her wrist secreting ambiant neon blood
Juggling the moon and stars in palms; with the flecks in the eyes turning globes confetti like yearns of non-existant love...
Running in barefoot brooks; with the moon arching its reflection up the aching backs where he holds onto my hips and sways me
my dreams are:
Renewing again amoungst the mating mossrocks stay satiated coining a pith in a breathy palms; so so sappy drenching dreary destiny to bloody toned walls
my heart calls: callused and waving kites colors hues meshing, please feel me- I'm so-so soft- scratching like cat napes, round and female with sun-dresses blowing passion.. kiss the wind swiveling tears on cheeks, the light beams behind my curls, I pose and bleeeeeeed with pain on my sleeve...
engulf: anger,sadness, happiness changing to squared rolling wheels, penetrate the projections of emotional mattresses... I feel open.. constantly.. dream of my transparent body unzipping my skin and stepping out of me.. and I run to cotton-candy padded fields and glow with bliss, and he will wait with his arms open- like that of jesus and view me- patiently...cuz he knows I tripped on my way there and I'm all bruised... ~ me