Today my brother Dayshwan traded all of his belongings at pawn shop for a moped, pair of Gucci glasses, and enough gas money to get to Santa Barbara.His snow retreat a week prior prompted Dayshwan to take control of his life and quit working for his unoriginal and fake boss, C Roy. He wanted to … Continue reading Dayshwan Moves Home
This morning Buddy went to a special dogs only brunch crunch with his pals, so I hit up the squad and we cruised to the beach.We played a round-robin tournament and the prize was lunch at The Habit. First game my friend Tashwan and I whooped winning 28-19. Next game I was with Benuan who … Continue reading Chill Beach Day
Today I got an email from Dayshwan about his snowventure and interesting change of mind, it read:Daquan I've been thinking, and I don't want to work for C Roy anymore. I want to explore the world and just have fun, the way you taught me. So I quit my job and went on a little … Continue reading Dayshwan in Da Snow
Today my best friend came home. I was taking a little afternoon snoozer when for the first time in a long time, I heard some barking at the front door. When I opened it alas wait my African brother, Buddy. He yumped into my arms and gave me a big hug. We were so happy to … Continue reading Buddy’s back!
This morning I was feeling outdoorsy because I had to fight a muskeeter butt naked in my bathroom just to get my toothbrush.I headed up to the local spot at seven falls for a little adventure. It had been crazy raining for the past couple days so I thought there might be some waterfalls, if only … Continue reading Seven Falls
I don't remember much, but somehow I ended up cashing out in my brother Dayshwan's camper last night. All I can recall is eating some funky chicken nuggets at Micky D's and then taking a swim in a duck pond. Anyway I was hyped to see my boy Dayshwan, because I hadn't heard anything of him … Continue reading The family
Waking up another day without Buddy was unbearable, I needed the Sad Hat. Before Buddy went to Nairobi he left me his purple beanie, it was the only thing I had left of him. I wore it everyday and it made me feel a little closer than 8735 miles away. He wasn't going to come … Continue reading The Sad Hat