Overload.

Hmmm.... What can I say???.... at this point IDK.... Im OVERLOADED.... soooo much to talk about it feels as if my thoughts are bubbling out of my brain...

SOO! today I was called selfish and IDK what to say?... as a person I'm not that bad, yet still everyone can't deal with me. I love to do things for people... i love to share in every way possible... so....why am I selfish?? cause I dont call?? cuz i cant spend every minute on the fone with a nigga as if i'm a giggling school girl?? I CAN'T..... It's sad... but the only reason it's sad is because I don't care... maybe i am selfish, in the respect that I put myself first, cause at the end of the day.... when the niggas walk out the door and everyone is dead and gone I HAVE TO LIVE WITH MYSELF..... mind you, I've given my all to a nigga before.... but we won't go there...

On a Brighter Note.....

last Night was New Years Eve......

and i got to spend it with my homies ((Dom))

AND ((Renee))

(that's Dom, Myself and Renee wit the blue nails)

Along with some of their friends from HS.... like Enomfon, Rodine, Millie, Tati and the boys (Darnae, Kevon, and Millie Bf Andel)

The thing is I had an AWESOME time with Dom and her lil crew. The night went a lil something like this......

I was out shopping in the city with my friend Rashod... AKA Shoddie... AKA...... Shod.... lol... so wen we were walking back to the train I call Dom... and it went a lil something like this...

Dom: Talk to me... (idk who the fuck she thinks she is.... lmao)

Me: You are so stupid. what you doin?

Dom: Randallllllll you're gonna miss it!!!! we're POPPING(she says everything real proper, even slang) bottles tonight!!

Me: Damnnnnn I wanna come!

Dom: But Randall I won't be able to take you home cuz i'm gonna be drunk!

Me: Damnnnnn can i spend the night then?!

Dom: Oh yea! well call me wen u get home!

*click*

lmao... now dont quote me on that convo but that was pretty much it!... the night started wit a lil smoke and a bottle of Moet... and ended with a FUCKED UP photo shoot with a DRUNKEN DOM, a TOASTED Randy Cash and a brand new Mac Book.......

The Pics

[we cheese when necessary]

[we stress when we have to...]

[we use tongue wen we want to]

[we serve face.... when we can]

[we're goffy cause it's fun.]

...... soo this photoshoot told me one thing.... well maybe 2.... Number one..... I HAVE TO HAVE A MAC...... and Number 2..... I'm actually a pretty handsome guy after all(even wen drunk. lol)

Hmmmm........

Atlanta!

Sooooo on the 13th of January I make my grand return to the ATL. IDK y i call it grand cuz clearly... Hmmph! sooo as you all know I'm a fashion major attending the Beautiful Clark Atlanta University.... and tho I ABSOLUTELY LOVEEE my school.... I have an issue.... My issue arises in the fashion department... yes, you heard me right.... the "Fashion" Department. we have approx. 2 fashion teachers... who i won't name [directly]. The 1st teacher is basically the head honcho... she runs all the design courses and been in the "fashion game" so long... that she hasnt realized... that shit changes.... but my issue isnt with her, after all she's just an older woman stuck in her ways.... My issue is with the other teacher.... she teaches every class that i have to take.... it's my belief that she doesnt like me and her name basically mean Bar of Fat translated from english to english....

Sooo where do i start in the description of my lovely fashionista teacha?! well lets start from the head down.... from the start her hair was wretched... the definition of beady bee laid behind her head as she tried to pull what was suppossed to be a short cut into a store bought synthetic bun... from there it progressed from stiff weaves... tangled pony tails and of course the worst of them all her own under permed, under trimmed natural hair.... to move on to her clothes, my gu'l (girl) wears shit that just stupid.... long stretch white shirt with a stupid ass fish on it.... Goucho fuckin pants..... and ANYTHING she can find hidden in the piles of clothes provided by her local salvation army and lestttttttttttt not forget Kmart, Walmart, and ROSS....... to move down to footwear..... matter fact.... lets leave it at this.... CHAMPION(payless).... why pay more when you could look like a whole lot less. now the shade about this teacher is she's clueless.... unorganized... and put herself on a pedistal...... and the worst of it all is she gave me a muthafucking D in Retail Mathmatics..... Hmmph!.... Sooo of course i didnt make it to every class... on time... or at all(I missed 4 classes)... but we spoke.... her words to me? "just make sure you hand in all the rest of the work and come to all the rest of the classes and you'll pass"...

well sweety! Iwoke up XTRA EARLY to make it to the rest of those classes.... I busted my ASS to finish the assignments.... and yet stilll....YET STILL!!!!! I am the proud recipient of a D in retail Mathmatics...... see the thing is... i want to go off... and continue to read this..... Lady..... but i can't because the day that i graduate.... I'm gonna walk away knowing that a person who knows NOTHING about fashion BESIDES what she reads in books and magazines is the reason my education was prolonged..... and everyday that i walk in that class room I can look at her and say about myself and peers that WE ARE the FUTURE of FASHION.... and she's just a cluelessy clad instructor. GET YOUR LIFE. =-)

*sigh*

that took ALOT out of me....

I'll be back......

Til next time....

Randy Cash.

Tattoos and Friendship.

Friends. How many of us have them?.... personally i have plenty....

(That's Matthew and I on the train)

I met Matthew a long time ago... I was 14... BROWSING Blackplanet... and he hit me up. Granted I had to stop talking to him at some random point between 14 and 16 but by the time i was 18 he was my confidant, my supporter.... and for lack of better term.... My Gay Father.

now as an adult I've become mature enough to come to my own conclusions about the things that are going on in my life as well as being able to deal with relationships and situations through my own life experiences..... Matt doesnt understand... he wants to protect me.... he wants to tell me what i'm doing wrong and what i need to do to fix it.... so today as we were talking he starts lecturing me on "some point I have to realize I'm gonna have to work if I want money"...EXCUSE ME??... thats was the 1st straw... then he started going on me for my spending habit.... I went off... never once have i ever missed my rent because i spent too much on WHATEVER IT IS that I spend my money on!.... as a matter of fact.... my rent is PAID for December and January!..... but in my angry stupor i realized..... he still thinks I'm a lil boy... he still thinks i'm inexperience and need him to tell me what my next move is.... and after a long...... drawn out talk.... he realized...... well atleast i THINK he did...... PAY IT......

My Next Tattoo

Now clearly i won't go and tattoo my whole face into a skull.... I'm just not that eclectic... but i am considering my next 1..... theres a Brazilan Model named Miro Moreiro... I first noticed him when i walked into Armani Exchange in Soho... There was a HUGE Advertisement of him with his jeans LOW showing off his tattoo on his butt......Not only is he gorgeous but his Tattoo is the BOMB..... now i know i'm not white but I'd love to have a tattoo like it....

(here's a look at Miro's Tatt.... its the best pic i could find)

now even thought i'd love to bite Miro's tattoo (probably in Black and Grey scale) it wold probably cost me allll the money in the world.... so i have a few other ideas.....

Of course I have to have MY name some where on me.... just because my obssession with my self wouldnt be complete without one.....

but for some reason i wanna be tatted up... like randomly... just things that i love... or have loved... in random spots.... just as random as my personality... after all you only live once....

there's only one tattoo that i'll have to get and its in memory of my Great Grandmother... she was one of the greatest influences on my life and truely appreciate it....

hmmm..... i Can't wait to get back to ATL so i can get tatted the fuck up...... lol

but peep my tattoo game... as light weight as it may be.....

got my mom's name on my wrist.....

AND... some stars on my stomach......

So before I end this post... i have to give a shout out to the special lady in my life.... you guys know here from my earlier post.... I call her DeeDee.... but her new nickname is "Slim"

I know what you're thinking.... i coulda sworn this nigga is was "How You Dzoin'", "Bootz", etc. etc... but this isnt a Peggy Scott Adams "Bill" situtation (if you dont know that song... i have no words for you... lmao.... heres the link...http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zfvqUiuIIq4) she's my ride or die... she holds me down... and God knows where i'd be this break without DeeDee... she's a shoulder to cry on... she put me in my place.... i give her attitude.... and at the end of the day.... we're gonna be good.... cuz we both too ghetto too ever not be friends.... lmao sike nah... but DeeDee... if and when you see this know that you're my boo... I love you... and if u need me my number is....... IN YOUR MUTHAF**KIN' FONE!!! =)

Christmas Inspiration.

Life lately has been a clash of emotions..... but HEY what else is new??

yesterday was Christmas.... what a joyous Holiday right??... i guess....

I REMEMBER... way back wen Christmas was something that i waited all year for... shopping for a trees.... trying my hardest to go to sleep so i can wake up and see what santa bought me.... and big gift.... TV's... Video Game Sytems.... clothes... shoes... underwear... and of course... HELLA TOYS!!!.... but now in adulthood... Christmas isnt the same... last year i realized it wouldnt be the same when i got Clinique Facial Cleansers for christmas and a cologne that is still completely full 1 WHOLE year later... the shade wasnt that i hated my gifts... cuz i didn't... on any other day i would have been a willing recipient of these things to better my appearance and ....scent??... but on christmas... as my brothers opened up there clothes, dvds and random trinkets.... i was str8 up jealous and didnt even wanna be in the State anymore...... A year has gone by.... and I've done alot of growing up.... i put it in my head that i wasnt getting ANYTHING for Christmas... so that even if I got HUG i'd be satisfied because that was more than was expected.... more than anyone could expect in a recession... lol.... therefore i came out on top! My mom got me a Ralph Lauren Polo robe(Ralph Lauren is currently my favorite label..... theres barely a day that goes by that i'm not clad in something by RL....) AND a subscription to my FAVORITE men's Fashion Magazine.... Gentlemen's Quarterly Better Known as GQ.... later on i the day, i got a fab scarf and $50 gift card to H&M (one of the spots I always end up at for random things... underwear, accessories, sweaters etc. etc.) from my secret santa.... my fabulous cousin Kina.......

That's Kina... =)

Now Christmas was cool... even after I wanted to fight my brother... lmao... what was the arguement about?? idk.... but i was already making myself mad at him before he even told me to pick my shit up in his room....

See, I'm the oldest.... and i do for my brothers as much as i can... but sometimes i get the feeling that they bond to each other more because of their similarities.... they play sports... down to play video games and generally share similar interest and they grew up in this neighborhood so they have all the same friends.... fine.... I was jealous... The Reason? Aaron Bought Kyle the same sneakers as him... they both wore them with their argyle sweaters and took pictures of their lil matchin' ensembles.... GRANTED.... I dont have the desire to wear "Pippens" but the fact that he thought it was cool for him and kyle to have the same kicks kinda made me jealous... maybe just cause I thought i was an equal part off this "brotherhood"... after all without me who knows where they'd be....

<<< The Pippens<<<<

on another less jealous note I've complied a list... i like to call it... Randy's impossibly impossible christmas list... just because i know that i'll prolly never get these things.... or atleast no time soon... here we go...

1. Black Burberry trench(Featured in GQ).... it's sleek, sexy and elegant.... I live. $1,195

2. Red Gucci Cardigan(Another item featured in Dec. 2008 issue of GQ) $965

3. Marc Jacobs Cashmere Skully(perferably in black or navy)... my obsession with cashmere has yet to be satisfied $495

4.Ralph Lauren Men's Brickston Riding Boot. Who said guys couldn't wear riding boots?$1,099.95

5. Meeting the 'DIVA' herself... Mrs. Carter.... BKA Beyonce.

Thanks Bimbo for the pic....=)

Til the Urge comes over me again. Deuces!

Its been a long time... shouldnt have left ya!

So its been a while and i've been busy as hell.... the CAU spring show was a success! it was great and im extremely proud... almost made me wanna cry.... whatvever....

but the topic of the hour... of my hour is my baby.... for those of you who know me best.... i have a boo... a baby... a love of my life .... a bf of 3years... and we're currently on a "sabbatical" if you will.... we spoke today... first time in a long time and i miss him..... ""what day you come home?"

(me) "around the 12th" (him)"oh good cuz we need to talk...."

3 years and i've never known a talk wit my boo to be a good talk.... i've cried.... i've screamed... protested.... and broken shit after a talk wit him..... but never have i entered one of these talks in a state of excitement...

....... SOO WHATS THE TALK ABOUT?!......

YOUR GUESS IS AS GOOD AS MINE......

could it be about the new [sexy:::sez tarrell:::] love intrest, Tristan?!....

i dunno... and i wanna say i dont care... but i can never not care about the person i prayed for god to send to me... that would be retarted... but at the same time i suggested this break.... YESS ME! im FUCKIN guilty!.... smh....

so baby... even though i noe u probably dnt read this i love ur stinkin ass.... ;-)

Days gone By......

So lately its been kiana and I.... shes my new homie....

we been everywhere from walmart to the corner store..... shes down for whatever wen i'm feeling random......

and as you guys probably know phillip and i have been close as hell too.... i made him this bomb ass clock chain fo his birthday.... it was cute.... whats even cuter is him and kens anniversary is comin up!!! awwww its their anniversary.... on national smoke day.... how cute ;-)

they're darling!

as of right now im fuckin zooted.... i just wanna lay down... and hold you close......

dreams do come true... all you have to do is just believe.......

Purp. Da Beave. on a Thursday Night....

So its Thursday.....

So its thursday... u would think its just another day filled with classes... but actually... i kinda had fun.... woke up this morning and made it to poetry class... INCREDIBLE yesss i noe.... who can ever be to class by 9:25?!... NOT me.....

But one of the coolest.... thugged out girls i noe saw me and picked me up

blazed it in the honda.... listening to gospel.... went to class low....

Thanks For the RIDE Ms. Jackson!

so wen i got home i brought kiana... got home.... purp..... mid... chilled til 1:40.....

went to demaris house... purp agian... purp knocks u out.... and woke the fuck at 7 sumthing... brittany invited me to this mens thingy... we got catered to... it was nice.... it woulda been cool if brittany woulda warned me that i was sitting wit the GA state kappas... cool if ur that kinda person... but greek life is a turn off right now.... especially wen u got on all red and white but who the fuck cares....

right now its me and the beave... came over to wash clothes... he lucky i like him lol... i dunno many niggaz i can just be around.....

Noahs Arc on the screen and there aint no boat....

DONYALE LUNA..

Read concrete loop today?

Donyale luna was one of the stories up there... a georgous girl that struggled with self-love i guess u can say... never would she refer to herself as black.... all the bitch wanted to do was get high.....

y is it that everyone wanna be something other than black? "light skin/ dark skin/ asian persuasion?"its cool to have variety and thats what we are as black ppl...

LETS FACE IT... who the fuck is just black... most of us in the united states are mixed with something.... whether its native american... white puerto rican danish... the african american... shit... the african race as a whole is water down like shit..... but the article sed that Donyale was a weird child.... so that bitch just been crazy from jump.... lol... y am i rambling about a 70's super model?.... cuz she was georgeous... and not to mention the bitch was 6 foot 2....... a woman a inch shorter than me... thats hot....

Fashion.Lives

FOREVER.

Heat Stroke.

2:25 pm.... in Dr. vest class.... its hot as fuck in this business building... and i'm ready to go.... home... and PREFERABLY get low...


my day started out crazy.... woke up late.... Dr. Hall had a talk with me about being late for class... so i had to hustle my ass... woke up at 10:35 for my 11 o'clock class... left at 11 and sped walk... luckily my homegirl khanesia drove by and pic me up.... thats a win....

what i wore today?!

Yves Saint Laurent blue pin stripe vest

my "Mo money Mo bitches" tee shirt

Dark blue skinnies

van

(ChainS)

so the Deltas think they cool... they made up a lil song to play the AKA's lol
"Sign your name on the dotted line so u can throw up the pinky sign... its the weekend HEY!!"



I like AKA's but that shit was funny... will they have a comeback.. probably not lol....




So0o0o i have some friends that are rather angry wit me... KYLEE AND LEON!.... So here we go?

Leon Lorenzo Robinson... since he never referred to himself by his ENTIRE name so much since yesterday.....

Leon is my lil brother.... there's no other way to put it... he gets annoying... he talks too much and always has something to say... but i can always hang wit that nigga... just like my real brothers...

FURTHER MORE leon is a NEW YORKER DOWN! he eats Sleeps & breathes New York... he dances... he talks shit... and in true BK chicken head fashion he argues DOWN....

THO I'VE BEEN REFFERED TO AS A PUERTO RICAN CHICKEN HEAD... THERE ACTUALLY A REAL 1 IN MY LIFE.....

We call her KILLA KY... Kylee and i have been down for years... i met her on the bus! and been together ever since...

Everyone knows kylee for her... umm.... how can i say this in the classiest way possible.... she got a FAT ASS.... Nigga stay lookin bitches keep hating... but i noe this bitch like the back of my hand...







wen it get hot out... she gonna be guzzling a Arizona Iced Tea... tellin me how its "mad refreshing and its only a dollar!" she just like her Mama.... She funny Like shit... bOOty so0oo big.... She's my puerto rican sistaH... ladies and gentlemen... The black Puerto Rican from Queens... Kylee

and in a total Shocker... well to her anyway....

BABY GIRL

BKA

LISA MARIE

I've always had a thing for a girl that does mean things to me and it all started out with this one....





we've been bestfriends since 7th grade... which is crazy since she sprayed sour candy spray in my eyes and got the boy that worked at the car shop to try and whoop my ass... Pussy....





anyway thats neither here nor there.... Lisa and i have grown up... and changed plenty.... she'd probably call me fake if u asked her about me (since my fone calls have been few and far between....) but i noe... once i get my fone fired up we could talk.... plan and scheme.....until kingdom come...





she sweet... somewhat innocent...and she gets low like no other... if anyone ask... tell 'em her name is Lisa Face lol

"FAGGOT"

Heard the word around? well shit i have... today I was clowned 3 time.... I heard Faggot 2wice and some nigga was talkin about me overall....



usually i dont hear shit like that directed at me.... but today... i got that shit hard.... so i ask myself.... was it what i had on? clearly the other day i had on JUST a jeans and some sperrys and i didnt hear shit.... but the day i decide to throw on some skinnies i get roasted....



dont get me wrong im not hurt cuz i've heard it all before... fought about it... argued about it... and it doesnt get anywhere... but yet still i feel the need to talk..



Dorion Standsberry... college hill ATL... his own house mates thinks hes gay(on the show).... his school mates thinks he gay.... yet his sexuality.... is still in question though he himself claims to be straight...



if dorian is straight then imagine how that nigga musta felt wit ppl callin him gay all the time.... but no shade.... he prolly got a few body shots on BGC lol fully versatile... lmao (fuck you, you were thinking it)



but i digress.... why do ppl feel the nerve to bring other people down because of who they are how they dress or any shit like that... its stupid... niggaz on the promenade need to think and re-evaluate that faggot statement.... cuz one day it just might be the faggot interviewing you for that 6 figure job... PLAYBOii.....



plans for the night?...



hopefully skating wit the delta's

then getting.....Low wit the Homie

DUECES!

The Adventure Begins...

Its randomly 3:30 in the morning and creating this blog was on my mind... why am i up u ask? i was suppossed to have company... the company was just a homeboy.... for the sake of this blog we'll call him PJ.... but PJ DEFINATELY isnt important... y?....... CUZ this is about the peculiar and highly unusal way my life goes... who am i you ask?.... Randy Cash... thats what i call myself... I'm 20 years old and right now I live in Atlanta, GA for school.... I attend THE GREATEST school in Georgia... Clark Atlanta University and i roll wit a crew of killers... NOT LITERALLY!... but we all kill it in our individual ways....

For instance.... me.... I LOVE CLOTHES... mens/womens/childrens... styling is my dream.... scarfs... shades////the infamous mohawk and D&G's

\\\\go super hard... secrets that lie beneath.... I can be a chicken head from time to time nothing too serious just me not takin YOUR shit.... oh yea nd before last year i was the most wretched thing to land in Atlanta....

((((Important Randy Cash Fact!!!))))) I smoke... thats what makes these adventures peculiar....cuz we get low.....

Sooo H is for my Home Town HomeGirl Heava.... even tho im no where need a baltimore nigga.... Heava and i have been sum what insepreable since last year... we go on random ass adventures... she's happy... she's sad... she loves... she hates.... EVERYONE lives for her HAIR and EVERYONE lives for HER.... shes the sweetest thing... and shes my FLYYY ass Best friend Heavaaaaaaaa.....

BTW we're fashion majors.... so she gets me....

NEXXXTTTTTTTTT UP...Aje

Sooo all i can say about this one is BITCH! lol this is my BFF cant nobody fuck wit her... cuz she got a crew behind her...

even tho it may seem like i can't breathe without this midget... i actually couldnt stand her until our last year in High School.....

But now she my roomate! My schoolmate! and my role dog for life...

she's short she has a smart ass mouth and she's all mine....

AND I'M MARRIED (well on facebook atleast) and my girl got a girlfriend... well a roomate...

SoOOO Shorty on the left is Dee Dee... that's my pretend wife... you know... when she needs to talk she calls wen she wants to feel sexy i compliment her... i live for her and I'm pretty sure she would tear a nigga apart if they fuck wit me.... she even tells me how to cut my hair.... "UGHHHHH".... the only thing missing is the house... The Kids.... The sex..... you get my drift......

Who's that sexy devastating diva next to Dee Dee? That my boo britt, Dee Dee roomate.... and shes a delta.... but dnt think that she defines herself by her greek-i-ality (call me diddy cuz i makes up words) cuz at the end of the day it dnt matter who you are.... she'll still beat ur ass... lmao.... smh...but shes the pure 1....

"paris and Nicole"

Paris and Nicole Bka as Dom and Kiana.... these girls are the sweetest funniest, ditsiest girls ur gonna meet.... but i love them the same...

Paris BKA Dom actually has a famous dad... but you'll never guess who it is.... shorty got her own apt, her own car 2 jobs work hard......... shes a bad broad... Doms signature: Uggs; Hilary clinton 2 button jackets and PLENTY of questions !!!

Nicole BKA Kiana is a lil different then dom... shes more sensative.... she'll give u her last chicken wing if you're hungry.... she wears crazy stuff sometimes (cuz shes from MARYLAND)... But as a whole shes my roll dog... we get low together and we chilll... the nicest girl.... but she also ASK ALOT OF QUESTIONS... lmao

AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST...

"BEAVER"

My new Bestie Beaver AKA New York AKA Philly BKA Phillip.... he's not only my friend but hes my idol... phillip could pull off a TUTU and a Motorcycle jacket on the "promedom" and be fresh to death....

he rolls wit a crew.... hes super cool... he dresses DOWN and he the newest edition to my team.....

gettin low wit him is like being on a cartoon...... blackberries... dollar store wrist watch..... and random behavior...

we out the hood now philly... even tho hes from Arizona!!!

grrrrrrrrrrr.....

so0o0o0o thats a breif introduction.... the craziness has yet to begin..... sit back relax... and watch it unravel......