<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207</id><updated>2011-08-01T17:05:25.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BruddaMan's W o.O R L D</title><subtitle type='html'>( &amp;gt; *.*)&amp;lt;&amp;gt;[]The VERSE For U-N-I[]&amp;lt;&amp;gt;( &amp;#39;&amp;#39; , )</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-5110846783349683982</id><published>2010-04-25T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T20:44:06.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:] ..theres a first time for everything</title><content type='html'>Inspiration: Larry O Brien Trophy + Champagne Shower Tradition (seen as the icy sole)&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: Just...wow... the flywire however seems to almost be like a leather type of texture but i dig it..... i am in love and will be making more ID's.. these are my first (of many) lol that neptune blue will be abused and i cant wait to see how the cyber and the chinese print come out on people's id's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything Del Sol except sole (clear) midsole (white) and front lip (metallic gold) ..the swoosh looks like its metallic gold but i chose del sol as the color&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"KM" - my initials &lt;br /&gt;"Mahal" - on the inner tongue .. = Love in tagalog..aka my 2nd language lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zHqG_DpG5K8/S9UL8_IPN-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/mP1JAa7dHnc/s1600/dsc06967e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zHqG_DpG5K8/S9UL8_IPN-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/mP1JAa7dHnc/s400/dsc06967e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464286865250007010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zHqG_DpG5K8/S9UL6DEkc0I/AAAAAAAAACs/hcxj_knGza4/s1600/dsc06966k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zHqG_DpG5K8/S9UL6DEkc0I/AAAAAAAAACs/hcxj_knGza4/s400/dsc06966k.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464286814768755522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zHqG_DpG5K8/S9UL3aOpeQI/AAAAAAAAACk/c1zP5cYYqBE/s1600/dsc06963vm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zHqG_DpG5K8/S9UL3aOpeQI/AAAAAAAAACk/c1zP5cYYqBE/s400/dsc06963vm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464286769445435650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zHqG_DpG5K8/S9ULx-3M6lI/AAAAAAAAACc/DuI0ftuSKrg/s1600/dsc06962z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zHqG_DpG5K8/S9ULx-3M6lI/AAAAAAAAACc/DuI0ftuSKrg/s400/dsc06962z.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464286676199991890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-5110846783349683982?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/5110846783349683982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=5110846783349683982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/5110846783349683982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/5110846783349683982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2010/04/theres-first-time-for-everything.html' title=':] ..theres a first time for everything'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zHqG_DpG5K8/S9UL8_IPN-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/mP1JAa7dHnc/s72-c/dsc06967e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-2891407293036634360</id><published>2010-04-07T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T19:18:42.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Up-date</title><content type='html'>This semester has been crazy so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But so far the crazy, I've held my own and I hope to continue doing so because this is going to be the precursor to next year, my final nursing year. (Woot Woot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta start working out and losing weight again lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is the reason fo this post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zHqG_DpG5K8/S708b5MEAZI/AAAAAAAAACU/3F3wTEGU-dc/s1600/DSC06930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zHqG_DpG5K8/S708b5MEAZI/AAAAAAAAACU/3F3wTEGU-dc/s400/DSC06930.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457584773348458898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nike Air Max Lebron 7 "Dunkman"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first pair of Dunkmans in the Lebron Line.&lt;br /&gt;I just thought the colorway popped and seemed to be crazy.&lt;br /&gt;The Electric Green just shines on top of the black base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This i believe is one of the top 3 Releases of 2010 so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nike Zoom Kobe 5 "Dark Knights" being #1 for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for now world, see ya later and keep ya head up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-2891407293036634360?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/2891407293036634360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=2891407293036634360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/2891407293036634360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/2891407293036634360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-up-date.html' title='What Up-date'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zHqG_DpG5K8/S708b5MEAZI/AAAAAAAAACU/3F3wTEGU-dc/s72-c/DSC06930.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-5019582813239099811</id><published>2010-01-22T15:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T15:38:13.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome To the FAMBAM!!!!</title><content type='html'>Nike Zoom Kobe V "Dark Knights"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m130/Slumz_01/DSC06822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m130/Slumz_01/DSC06822.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Cousins???? =x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m130/Slumz_01/DSC06821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m130/Slumz_01/DSC06821.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidenote: It may take me a long time for me to deem Kobe as the GOAT.. (thats even considering that i would consider it) there is one definite answer fact to the neverending question..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both players are examples of true greatness that stems from strength, determination; courage and the unwillingness to accept defeat as a crippling factor, but instead.. as part of the growth process.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-5019582813239099811?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/5019582813239099811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=5019582813239099811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/5019582813239099811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/5019582813239099811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2010/01/welcome-to-fambam.html' title='Welcome To the FAMBAM!!!!'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-5440866062775431606</id><published>2010-01-11T23:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T23:19:56.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Ten?</title><content type='html'>Gradius 2010???? =x maybe i hope so lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope this year turns out to be one for the books.&lt;br /&gt;Forward Progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to work.Time to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to "BE".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-5440866062775431606?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/5440866062775431606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=5440866062775431606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/5440866062775431606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/5440866062775431606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-ten.html' title='Oh Ten?'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-6281989455613705894</id><published>2010-01-03T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T06:01:43.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladies &amp; Gentlemen....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://yummycelebrities.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/07/rainie-yang-pic-0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 599px;" src="http://yummycelebrities.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/07/rainie-yang-pic-0010.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Latest Addiction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-6281989455613705894?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/6281989455613705894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=6281989455613705894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/6281989455613705894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/6281989455613705894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2010/01/ladies-gentlemen.html' title='Ladies &amp; Gentlemen....'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-6404111872313349756</id><published>2009-12-31T01:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T01:07:27.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manhattan Skyline</title><content type='html'>See the trick is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to bring your soul just a little closer to mine&lt;br /&gt;and we can show em just how poetry in motion's defined now.&lt;br /&gt;is there any other place you suggest we be?&lt;br /&gt;just hold my hand and we can fall in less than 3.....2....1&lt;br /&gt;while im dippin in a daze serendipity's affinity is imminent&lt;br /&gt;innocent as dreams unraveled..feeling as pristine as the ceiling of the sistine chapel.&lt;br /&gt;you're my.. my main course.. appetizer and "hors de orderv"&lt;br /&gt;pay no mind to those with no nerve.. &lt;br /&gt;trying to "court" you.. with us its Love-40&lt;br /&gt;and Beauty is in the eye of he who holds serve..&lt;br /&gt;I've dubbed thee..&lt;br /&gt;my pharaoh..&lt;br /&gt;the smoking barrell on which my trust is fulfilled..&lt;br /&gt;with the lips of lust.. that clutch the kiss..&lt;br /&gt;that always break me down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but leaves me with enough to build.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my verse off my upcoming song "Manhattan Skyline"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Years everybody :]&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp; Prosperity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Thousand &amp; 10 &lt;br /&gt;My Moment Of Zen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-6404111872313349756?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/6404111872313349756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=6404111872313349756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/6404111872313349756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/6404111872313349756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2009/12/manhattan-skyline.html' title='Manhattan Skyline'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-4352611822924528470</id><published>2009-12-26T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T19:54:59.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spizeech Fo My Mama Dukes</title><content type='html'>First and foremost I would like to thank everybody for making it here. This past year has been one for the books.  We have had a mixture of good times and bad times. We have faced hardships that may have shaken the ground we have walked upon. But the fact that we are still standing together, is evidence that we are all strong enough to keep on fighting the fight. Today marks a day in which we celebrate not only the spirit of Christmas, but the spirit of life. At this point in time, we may not have all the diamonds, jewels and material possessions that we wish to obtain, but it is within these times that we find the truest gifts that we could ever ask for. I have realized that although I may not be a millionaire, I have my family, my friends, and my good health. For it is with these priceless treasures, that we stay rich, maybe not within our wallets, but within our souls. We spend today under the heavens and let us are reminded that the best things in life truly are free. I would like to welcome everybody into my home and I hope that you enjoy the time we spend together and that when it is time to say goodbye, you leave with love and faith within your hearts, and great food within your bellies. I would like to thank you again for making the trip here. I cherish everybody’s presence and I would like to dedicate this night, to our yesterdays, yesteryears, and to the tomorrows that we have ahead of us to paint with the vibrant colors of life’s paintbrush on destiny’s canvas. Merry Christmas, Happy New Years, and let us celebrate love, life and happiness. Thank you Lord for all the blessings you have shared with all of us. Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-4352611822924528470?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/4352611822924528470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=4352611822924528470' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/4352611822924528470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/4352611822924528470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2009/12/spizeech-fo-my-mama-dukes.html' title='Spizeech Fo My Mama Dukes'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-3894576583575551973</id><published>2009-12-25T14:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T14:29:55.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>12.25.09</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas to all.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays and I wish everybody nothing but the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Prosperity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-3894576583575551973?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/3894576583575551973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=3894576583575551973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/3894576583575551973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/3894576583575551973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2009/12/122509.html' title='12.25.09'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-2543420100946774886</id><published>2009-12-24T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T00:30:11.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Space Jams 12.23.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zHqG_DpG5K8/SzR36suJtQI/AAAAAAAAABM/KAhHVEfzxVE/s1600-h/IMG_9892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zHqG_DpG5K8/SzR36suJtQI/AAAAAAAAABM/KAhHVEfzxVE/s400/IMG_9892.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419088101954401538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man man man... the release was just incredibly crazy. Even though it was dubbed a "General Release"... the event that took place at the palisades mall made it seem as if it was a Quickstrike/Limited release kind of thing. I was just amazed that people started lining up at around 12 PM Noon. I laughed at the idea that people were camping out. I knew it was the "Space Jams" but I also knew this was a General Release &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(sidenote: this means there is a mass production run of the product and that it should be readily available for everybody)&lt;/span&gt; and that is why I did not stress out camping out so early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had went to the mall around 4-ish with my brother and my sister in order to do some last minute shopping and we had passed by Footlocker, and there was 20 people there. Once again, I was told that there would be 100+ pairs available for sale and I did not really think I would need to camp out so early for them. I stopped by both champs and finishline and noticed there were no lines there what so ever. This again only added to my logic of not having to camp out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I got home, I was plotting my mission. I was going to go at 10 just to be safe, then wait and walk out with a pair of 'Jams. I left my room and switched from my OG Colorway White Reebok "The Pump" Retro's to my beat up (..really beat up) pair of Grape 5's since I figured I might as well keep it in theme. Yellow Soles for Icey Soles lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once i got to the mall I had seen that there was a line bending around the corner for Footlocker and that they had already given out tickets for those who were early and they were going to sell the pairs by that system. I had passed by and saw my boys E Dot Fresco and John M Thirteen (their new mixtape should be out soon and I can only assume it's gonna be dope) and I thought they were in line for the Space Jams as well. I decided to go check the scene out at Champs since there was nobody camping there the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had arrived there and saw about 10 people lined up and I had no worries what so ever. I then was spotted by my family friend Dino. (Sup Tito Rick!) He had told me that there was a list already planned out by the store and that they were going to sell there 66 pairs by that system. At this point, I was assed out because I had forgotten to call or visit the store to put my name on the list. My boy Dino then told me that if I could get somebody to hold down his spot at Champs while he went to pick up his pairs at Footlocker, he could secure me my pair with no problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the problem was I had nobody available at the time. The only person I had available was my brother but he was too exhausted from running around the whole day to do christmas shopping. I was there just chilling wondering what the hell I was going to do. At this point, I was last priority and I would need to hope that somebody either got incredibly wasted and forgot about the release or decided that they did not want the jams anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the time I was waiting, I was in the company of my boy Dino, his lil brother Brandon, Mike, E Dot &amp;amp; John M 13, Julius (sup man) and others. We did what usual sneakerheads did and discussed how the game is these days and what pairs we want to have in our possession in the future. Time was winding down and I was still unsure as to how I was going to secure my pairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time everybody started making an official line, I got a message that would lead to my night ending on a positive note. Dino told me that he would need me to stand in as an extra body and just for that, I would be able to get my pair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to post all the details but let me just say this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-I ended up with a size 9.5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Dino got about dozens and dozens of pairs of Space Jams (I cannot deny this man's hustle..just amazing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-The Champs release was unorganized and unruly as shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-So many people were fucking rude and held us up at the Cash Register with their complaints about people walking out with multiple pairs even though the other pairs were kid's sizes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(However, I would be complaining too if I was told that my name would be called on a list just to end up finding out that they might have just discarded that system overall)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-We walked up straight to the front of Footlocker about half an hour after it started it's release, got into the store and was able to pick up multiple pairs (once again, I am just amazed at this guy's hustle)&lt;br /&gt;-Walked out of Footlocker, bags in hand with everybody wondering "WTF?!?!!??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say Thank you so much Dino. If it wasn't for your generosity and looking out for me coz we're "fam", I would not have my pair. You are the man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of this all, it made me realize something that I will post up in my upcoming blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-2543420100946774886?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/2543420100946774886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=2543420100946774886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/2543420100946774886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/2543420100946774886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2009/12/space-jams-122309.html' title='Space Jams 12.23.09'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zHqG_DpG5K8/SzR36suJtQI/AAAAAAAAABM/KAhHVEfzxVE/s72-c/IMG_9892.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-4680589999316733576</id><published>2009-12-22T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T16:12:20.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Footlocker = 20+ People lined up.&lt;br /&gt;Finishline = 5+ People lined up.&lt;br /&gt;Champs = None lined up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midnite Release. General Release. This shit'll only happen for Space Jams. rofl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall Keep Updated. Hopefully I end up with a pair :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-4680589999316733576?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/4680589999316733576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=4680589999316733576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/4680589999316733576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/4680589999316733576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2009/12/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-5346510209916719445</id><published>2009-12-22T04:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T04:26:54.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>122309</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.crankycritic.com/archive/posters/spacejam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 420px;" src="http://www.crankycritic.com/archive/posters/spacejam.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Wish Me Luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-5346510209916719445?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/5346510209916719445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=5346510209916719445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/5346510209916719445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/5346510209916719445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2009/12/122309.html' title='122309'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-9182712979117231854</id><published>2009-12-20T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T17:00:02.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>( ^___^ )  &lt;3   ( *  * , )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zHqG_DpG5K8/Sy7IXEde9SI/AAAAAAAAABE/zfUzoTGTzgM/s1600-h/IMG_9888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 489px; height: 366px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zHqG_DpG5K8/Sy7IXEde9SI/AAAAAAAAABE/zfUzoTGTzgM/s400/IMG_9888.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417487700433237282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pump Up &amp;amp; Air Out.&lt;br /&gt;A strong finish to the decade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The World Truly Is Yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-9182712979117231854?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/9182712979117231854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=9182712979117231854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/9182712979117231854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/9182712979117231854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2009/12/3_20.html' title='( ^___^ )  &lt;3   ( *  * , )'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zHqG_DpG5K8/Sy7IXEde9SI/AAAAAAAAABE/zfUzoTGTzgM/s72-c/IMG_9888.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-2911255855221131881</id><published>2009-12-17T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T10:44:57.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Chase" The Dream.</title><content type='html'>18/29 Edition 20th Anniversary Reebok THE PUMP White Colorway: $175&lt;br /&gt;T.G.I.F Long Island Ice Tea = $5.89&lt;br /&gt;Well Done Cheeseburger With French Fries = $ 8.89&lt;br /&gt;Liquor Stains on the leather and midsole + Bleeding Jeans + Karaoke with the nursing crew after the last Pediatrics Final....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priceless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-2911255855221131881?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/2911255855221131881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=2911255855221131881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/2911255855221131881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/2911255855221131881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2009/12/chase-dream.html' title='&quot;Chase&quot; The Dream.'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-1161320695659293128</id><published>2009-12-16T14:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T14:11:54.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>121609</title><content type='html'>The Day That We Conquered Maternity/Peds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maternity/Peds = 3.7&lt;br /&gt;Professional Concepts = 3.7&lt;br /&gt;Health Assessment = ????&lt;br /&gt;East Asian History = ????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-1161320695659293128?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/1161320695659293128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=1161320695659293128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/1161320695659293128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/1161320695659293128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2009/12/121609.html' title='121609'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-5219766807784459499</id><published>2009-12-14T20:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T20:50:04.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 14 13 Minutes Before December 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;it is when my soul runs weary, that they should absolutely fear me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--k.m.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-5219766807784459499?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/5219766807784459499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=5219766807784459499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/5219766807784459499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/5219766807784459499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2009/12/december-14-13-minutes-before-december.html' title='December 14 13 Minutes Before December 15'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-5392819053681805798</id><published>2009-12-12T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T18:57:12.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Day I Dream About S..............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nicekicks.com/images/adidas-conductor-high-black-dz-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 462px;" src="http://nicekicks.com/images/adidas-conductor-high-black-dz-4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sz 9.5-10.5 Pweety Pweety Pweez :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-5392819053681805798?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/5392819053681805798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=5392819053681805798' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/5392819053681805798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/5392819053681805798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-day-i-dream-about-s.html' title='All Day I Dream About S..............'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-2761805740210033957</id><published>2009-12-12T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T16:43:58.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Man...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OLQl7UJOYUs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OLQl7UJOYUs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is how i wish to perform every day that i am able to breathe air in and out of my lungs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-2761805740210033957?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/2761805740210033957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=2761805740210033957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/2761805740210033957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/2761805740210033957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-man.html' title='This Man...'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-8341869880277026653</id><published>2009-12-11T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T15:14:52.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>( ^___^ )  &lt;3   ( *  * , )</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Outside of Popeyes Eating Chicken And Fries&lt;/span&gt;.... (well not literally)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zHqG_DpG5K8/SyLSUBgf3mI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ZU2unqjUuj4/s1600-h/DSC06687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zHqG_DpG5K8/SyLSUBgf3mI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ZU2unqjUuj4/s400/DSC06687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414120943496715874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNDERSTAND.. I'M BACK BY POPULAR DEMANNNNNNDD :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-8341869880277026653?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/8341869880277026653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=8341869880277026653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/8341869880277026653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/8341869880277026653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2009/12/3.html' title='( ^___^ )  &lt;3   ( *  * , )'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zHqG_DpG5K8/SyLSUBgf3mI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ZU2unqjUuj4/s72-c/DSC06687.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-2524975687331649851</id><published>2009-12-11T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T15:25:01.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi. My Name Is Kennard Medina And..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Have An Addiction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For those who know me know me, they know I am definitely an addict for sneakers. Some people might not understand a reason behind it, but shoes in general hold a certain meaning for me. Throughout life, we go on journies we will never forget. A big aspect for me, concerning those journies is how I traveled through each millisecond being suspended in every little frame. I also am an avid fan of art, whether it be musical, sculpture, painting, the human body &lt;/span&gt;( :P )&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; etc. Shoes are also sculptures in my eyes. Sculptures that we wear on our feet. For example, Michael Jordan is one of my idols and to this day, he still influences the way I live my life today. It is because of his performance on the court &lt;/span&gt;(e.g. "The Flu Game")&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; that I make sure I leave it all out on whatever surface &lt;/span&gt;(classroom, bball court, life? rofl)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; and give it my all. So with this said, I dedicate this "Addiction" post to my latest pickups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20th Anniversary Reebok "The Pump" OG Bringback (Black &amp;amp; White Colorways)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I dont have to say much about these shoes except that in my eyes, they are DOPE. Classic shoe, Hightop Retro feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(sidenote: it seems like the trend that is goin on these days is the return of the hightop shoe...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. Not to menti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;on, the creme de la creme, the Pump. Luckily I was able to scoop up these pair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(18/29 for the "White Colorway" &amp;amp; 5/29 for the "Black Colorway")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; from Packershoes &lt;/span&gt;(sup Mike!)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; and boy was I "pumped" to get these &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;es..i have filled my quota for lame drops for today :] )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lol. I would love to get my hands on backup pairs so I can just murder these pairs. The quality is top notch also, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Nike &amp;amp; Jordan Brand should take some pointers from Reebok when it comes to retro-ing a shoe properly..).&lt;/span&gt; Btw, my journey to get the Black Colorway was reeal reeal interesting, but I shall save that for another post. Anyways, without further adieu, I present to you...                                                         THE PUMP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zHqG_DpG5K8/SyLQr-y-pAI/AAAAAAAAAAk/uv4ankUOPkw/s1600-h/DSC06688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 485px; height: 364px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zHqG_DpG5K8/SyLQr-y-pAI/AAAAAAAAAAk/uv4ankUOPkw/s400/DSC06688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414119156062528514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zHqG_DpG5K8/SyLQ-xcf1lI/AAAAAAAAAAs/xrBdgyoRsME/s1600-h/DSC06689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 489px; height: 367px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zHqG_DpG5K8/SyLQ-xcf1lI/AAAAAAAAAAs/xrBdgyoRsME/s400/DSC06689.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414119478896088658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zHqG_DpG5K8/SyLRNBmhq-I/AAAAAAAAAA0/vd0Mw1Feyu4/s1600-h/DSC06691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 501px; height: 376px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zHqG_DpG5K8/SyLRNBmhq-I/AAAAAAAAAA0/vd0Mw1Feyu4/s400/DSC06691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414119723751287778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon my creamy (yucky) colored wall and messy desk :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-2524975687331649851?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/2524975687331649851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=2524975687331649851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/2524975687331649851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/2524975687331649851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2009/12/hi-my-name-is-kennard-medina-and.html' title='Hi. My Name Is Kennard Medina And..'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zHqG_DpG5K8/SyLQr-y-pAI/AAAAAAAAAAk/uv4ankUOPkw/s72-c/DSC06688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-6134749769332577959</id><published>2009-12-11T13:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T13:35:43.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Red Wave</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs048.snc3/13565_201411672020_641112020_3516303_4406668_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs048.snc3/13565_201411672020_641112020_3516303_4406668_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We The Best"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Professor Nardella for facilitating my growth and development as a nurse in the clinical setting. I wish you nothing but the best and hope that your future students are as cool as us and that they love, respect and appreciate you like we do :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-6134749769332577959?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/6134749769332577959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=6134749769332577959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/6134749769332577959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/6134749769332577959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2009/12/red-wave.html' title='The Red Wave'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-134086265868868032</id><published>2009-12-11T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T13:26:45.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its That Time Of Year Again....</title><content type='html'>It is 4:18 PM on the 11th of December in the year 2009. I am currently drinking soda out of a champagne glass while eating a turkey/swiss sandwich while watching Law &amp;amp; Order:SVU. At this very moment, I can't help but think about what has occurred the past couple of months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if I've changed mentally,physically,and spiritually. I feel as if things are just starting to clear up. The world is now moving in slow motion and I can finally let out a breath that I have been holding in for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but feel triumphant knowing how well I've done during this semester. My streak of 9's on the nursing exams and my growth and development in the clinical setting only provide evidence for my accomplishments. What makes it even more sweeter is that my close friends within the program (Kristine, Farele, Mark, Mary etc.) are doing well enough to know that next semester is within their grasp and that their holidays will be bright. I am so proud of not only myself, but them and the rest of my class. I can only hope that everybody murders the final to the point where everybody passes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time I ever went out of my way to reach out to every single person in our class and I feel that it is what I should have been doing all along. I can only hope that everybody appreciates the work I have put into the act because I really do want to dedicate my time that I have to those who might not have it. I know its nearing around Christmas time, but I feel this shouldnt be constricted to only the holiday time. Med Surg is up next and I am going to try my best to make sure I kick ass ... along with my fellow students and close friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long time since i touched down with this blog and hopefully I will be able to do so on a more consistent basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will make the end of 2009 perfect you might ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Semester GPA of 3.5+&lt;br /&gt;A Pair Of Air Jordan XI "Space Jams"&lt;br /&gt;A Smile on the faces of those who love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The World Is Yours... and like i said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is 4:18 PM on the 11th of December in the year 2009. I am currently drinking soda out of a champagne glass while eating a turkey/swiss sandwich while watching Law &amp;amp; Order:SVU and at this very moment, I can't help but think about what has occurred the past couple of months.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-134086265868868032?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/134086265868868032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=134086265868868032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/134086265868868032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/134086265868868032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-that-time-of-year-again.html' title='Its That Time Of Year Again....'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-4171488787660208661</id><published>2009-07-30T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T02:33:12.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tim Makes a mixtape</title><content type='html'>tracklisting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACT 1 ft (ian salgado,kevin cabanayan, adrian maghirang &amp;amp; nehemiah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;consists&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;of tim's closest friends and biggest influences downtalking upon him.. and degrading him to nothing.. it acts as a starting point..yet is almost a finishing point..because people have already made up their mind, their opinion of what tim has to bring, or their opinion of tim's talent... without giving him a opportunity to showcase what he has. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i. jesus piece produced by scrilla beats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this is the reply to ACT 1.. which is why the opening bars start with "they got me feeling like this wasnt supposed to happen" ... the backdrop set by scrilla beats displays its triumph in terms of tim finally saying , you know what.. fuck you and have a good day.. this is for anybody who's felt like they have been downlooked upon and have no choice but to keep their head up.. sumtimes u gotta choke sum rappers with their own jesus piece lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;" its common to find forever if over the hill lies zion " word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii.2 for the show produced by future/mesta/bruddaman &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this follows the triumphant, which follows the "football" theme... hence "back them suckers off, do the heisman".. but in the middle of the track.. the beat switches up to a joint i originally was going to do but decided to give to tim after he dropped a sick verse on it, this shows his versatility in a sense where he's going from a triumphant track , trying to display his witty technique into a verse in which he talks about his ambition. we all know what a bucket list is (right?? lol) ..so basically thats what it is.. the verse also ends with a heartfelt line that most of us will be able to relate to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iii.if you knew ft kennard medina produced by bruddaman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and to end act 1, we have one of the very first joints tim recorded a year or 2 ago which is called if you knew, im featured on the first verse and on the beat (yuckk ;'[ @ my verse lol) but this was one of the first lyrical (lyrical) displays from tim. some of the things he's saying might fly right over people's heads but then again, it ties to the concept that people look down so much upon him that they just won't catch what he's saying anyways. this was special too because this was one of his first "one take" verses that he's ever done lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACT 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.. i told tim to tie in the tracks with his "act" which stands as statements, soliloquoys (sp?) if you will, i actually told tim, just press the record button and talk. so this is coming straight from the heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iv. my little hater ft cool beans &amp;amp; clientele produced by bruddaman/jay smooth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this track, man i remember hearing jay smooth do this almost a year ago i believe and i absolutely loved it, so i wanted to loop and dissect it to make a song almost. i should credit as "produced by jay smooth, looped by bruddaman" lol but still .. this track is supposed to display that sometimes, u just gotta laugh with the world when they're laughing at you.. it shows that tim is able to pinpoint his flaws, and still be able to have a good laugh, knowing that he's more than capable of working to resolve his flaws. one lesson i've told tim is to basically stop taking yourself so seriously. for those who know tim, he's a perfectionist, so for him to do this track is almost a dope concept in itself. he describes a character who has narcissistic, perverted and twisted ways, along with distorted facial and physical features.. and is really describing himself, but is able to pull it off so that people can laugh at it.. and so can he. The comedy value of this track only adds on with kevin "cool beans" cabanayan and kevin "clientele/my brother" medina.. they just "act a fool" on the track and are just so retarded but lovable. Jay smooth also hits with a chorus that is just so dope and ties it in all perfectly. we all have a little hater in all of us people, but dont let them be the one that drives you to insanity, but shows you that the flaws that we all possess, we can work at gradually and improve as people and at the same time, dont let it cripple you because YOU are your own worst enemy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v. entourage ft e dot fresco &amp;amp; jay esperance produced by 6th sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ian salgado is like one of tim's biggest influencesa nd this track, which flips the "entourage" theme song produced by 6th sense (one of my favorite up and coming producers) dropped this on his beat tape a couple months back and i thought this would be dope to fit jamie, tim and en's style. going from little hater, this track serves to point out the BEST/FRESHEST features in one self.. who went in the hardest? ( a real man shouldnt have to say no homo (c) jada ) .. well you decide :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vi. rock steady ft kennard medina produced by bruddaman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rock steady was also one of the very first collaborations with me and tim. i also put this to end act 2 because this whole act was based on just being able to have a good laugh, have fun. Rock Steady, basically go at your own pace but have fun while doing so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"the party will never be dead like hip hop when we rock steady" ... go at your own pace and dont fall victim to the fast speedy life that others may live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but dont forget to check out the ILL ILL ( did i say ill? ) remix that one of my favorite up and coming producers (he is ...dope...) john m thirteen did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACT 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ii would like to thank rachael nam for participating in this act. she plays the character of a girl who tim has met at the "rock steady" party and basically them conversing in a flirtacious way almost. for those romantics out there, we find love in places where we wouldnt expect to find it, dont we?... this also ties into the next triplet of songs because..well you'll see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vii. i like korean girls (bruhmix)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this is the song that tim chose to do his very first PERFORMANCE (disregard the sumn sumn tropical incident rofl!) and it was dope, only to be tainted by distorted vocals cos of sound problems but its all good tho, no blames no blames. this is an ode to the type of girl tim craves for (lol) ..so if you're korean, and a girl.. well tim likes you. it flips the k-pop smash hit - generation girls - gee song... and dont get me wrong, at first i rejected this idea and did NOT want to flip it for the love of me lol. eventually i flipped it and the song came out pretty good actually. if you're a dude, this'll be your guilty pleasure waka waka!!. but aye .. we dont discriminate we regulate any shade of that ass (c) big pun (rip) ^___^ v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;viii. bitches aint shit ft. nehemiah produced by team green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the title pretty much sums it up. the content of the song is obviously aimed at those type of women that usually dont stand for anything except lust &amp;amp; sex. subliminally, it is also an ode to the real women out there, as evidenced by the closing lines " it takes a man to know a woman's worth and when a woman's worthless " ..nehemiah killed it with the hook and this is meant to be comedic yet with serious undertones. i decided to put this before the following track because it follows the setup of the 2 previous acts in where the act ends with the least recent track made .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ix. fall in love 2 ft. nehemiah produced by john m thirteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this is an important song because this was tim's first real heartfelt song. it took alot out of him just to record this. this represents a time in his life where love took the drivers seat and possibly just drove him crazy. john m 13 once again murders the beat and its just soo smooth. this track is actually a remix from my original fall in love track that i produced and had nehemiah also sing on it also. Pardon tim's lil speech dedicated to the girl he had loved during the time. epitome of corn-on-teh cob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACT 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;once again i told tim to just press record and talk about the incidents of falling in love and being at peace with yourself, the world, and everything else while facing nothing but anger and confusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x. mad at the world produced by bruddaman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mad at the world represents tim's inner self trying to escape through words. he bears his soul on this and talks about life experiences and all the messed up things he has had to endure in his lifetime so far. if you listen closely, the drumline to this might strike a chord to some because it is also found on another important song that tim recorded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xi. come wander with me produced by ace 1-2/bruddaman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;this .. i suggest.. if you have a weak stomach, do NOT listen to this just because it is really graphic and just plain out there. this is one of those tracks that i just did not want to hear on a first listen and me and tim actually went back and forth on the concept and why would he want to record a song like this. he speaks about a girl named MARGE who was raped by the males in her life, (especially father &amp;amp; brother) nd how she is basically a lifeless spirit stuck being alive. he also exposes a very horrid and perverted ending to the story. the funny thing is, there is almost a genius to it, metaphorically. me and tim were talking one day about me, him and en having contrasting styles almost. I then started to mention this track and its comparison to him as a person. if you recall, tim talks about going back to the very things that hurt him in the beginning of act 4. marge performs the very same act at the end of the song. this mixtape starts with the ending and ends with the beginning. i started to realize that tim just might have tried to display his view of his inner self through the very portrait of marge. and i even told him " tim i think you have been raped, of your smile, of your innocence, of your happiness " and that marge digging up his father's grave is the same thing as tim trying to dig and look for his inner being, his identity? his freedom? true love? sense of purpose? we all attempt to find the very answers to these questions and i felt thats what tim tried portraying in the image of marge. this is also very reminiscent of my vanilla sky track, in terms of metaphor and point of view. i applaud tim for stepping out on the limb to make this kind of track because it truly is just.. out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END - (ian salgado,kevin cabanayan, adrian maghirang &amp;amp; nehemiah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the end is composed of the very same people who judged him in the beginning, coming around and changing their stance/position on tim and this time talking in a positive manner about him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xii. you're my inspiration ft nehemiah produced by bruddaman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the project ends ...with the beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this track is where it all started..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a song for a girl he liked. and thats where this whole journey began.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it is also almost like showing how thats everything almost starts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;a love for hip hop, a love for art,music,women.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and as spoken about in act 4, going back to the very first place/person/object that puts everything into motion..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the project started with the end and ended with the beginning, within it is a story that craves to be told, feelings that crave to be expressed, thoughts craving to be understood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and an emcee who just wants you to come wander with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pardon the fuzziness/feedback of some of the tracks such as you're my inspiration, our mic game isnt the greatest (rock band what?) but in the future i promise to upgrade the sound quality on the mixes since im still tryna better them and learn to accurately use EQ to my advantage ;'[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;we hope you enjoy this project, feel free to comment, respond and anticipate tim's next mixtape coming soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.s2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-4171488787660208661?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/4171488787660208661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=4171488787660208661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/4171488787660208661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/4171488787660208661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2009/07/tim-makes-mixtape.html' title='Tim Makes a mixtape'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-4620475359852813285</id><published>2009-07-29T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T23:14:44.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tim makes a mixtape. pt 1</title><content type='html'>finally.. after years of honing up to his skills and traveling through a learning process. tim (cyfe) has decided to make a project/ a collection/ a showcasing of his growth and talent as an emcee, a lyricist, a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the project is cut up into 4 different acts that correspond to a certain mood, a feeling, if you will.&lt;br /&gt;the project is called " TIM:elapse " ...and yes i know people will probably be like... " oh man.. that sounds like Eminem's r\Relapse!!! omg u listen to dat bitch (c) kanye ??!!??... let me explain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone knows what a timelapse is,&lt;br /&gt;and well thats what i felt this project was like.. its not just a mere collection of tracks that tim has created over the years of his emceeing..&lt;br /&gt;its becoming witness to a unique type of growth that is being displayed through the outlet of music and lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first and foremost, i would like to thank those who have helped with the production of the mixtape, scrilla beats, futureproducers.com family, team green, 6th sense and ace 1-2.&lt;br /&gt;special shout outs to john m 13, e dot fresco, jay esperance, my brother kevin medina (clientele),kevin "cool beans" cabo and nehemiah "my voice is hot sex" echevarriah jones..lol&lt;br /&gt;without you guys none of this would be possible and i would like to say thank you for helping tim and sticking it out even though times got annoying as hell lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tracklisting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ACT 1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i. jesus piece produced by scrilla beats&lt;br /&gt;ii.2 for the show produced by future/mesta/bruddaman&lt;br /&gt;iii.if you knew ft kennard medina produced by bruddaman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ACT 2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iv. my little hater ft cool beans &amp;amp; clientele produced by bruddaman/jay smooth&lt;br /&gt;v. entourage ft e dot fresco &amp;amp; jay esperance produced by 6th sense&lt;br /&gt;vi. rock steady ft kennard medina produced by bruddaman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ACT 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vii. i like korean girls (bruhmix)&lt;br /&gt;viii. bitches aint shit ft. nehemiah produced by team green&lt;br /&gt;ix. fall in love 2 ft. nehemiah produced by john m thirteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ACT 4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x. mad at the world produced by bruddaman&lt;br /&gt;xi. come wander with me produced by ace 1-2/bruddaman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;END Scene&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xii. you're my inspiration ft nehemiah produced by bruddaman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;track by track breakdown next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-4620475359852813285?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/4620475359852813285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=4620475359852813285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/4620475359852813285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/4620475359852813285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2009/07/tim-makes-mixtape-pt-1.html' title='tim makes a mixtape. pt 1'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-9180846016449876457</id><published>2009-07-15T07:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T07:29:58.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREE.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;quincy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-9180846016449876457?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/9180846016449876457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=9180846016449876457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/9180846016449876457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/9180846016449876457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-6801806674548343352</id><published>2009-07-13T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T06:32:58.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gradius i:mars aka must all rappers suck</title><content type='html'>01. taking h.e.r for a ride&lt;br /&gt;02. power moves&lt;br /&gt;03. bidding war&lt;br /&gt;04. montezuma's revenge&lt;br /&gt;05. can't stop (the wave)&lt;br /&gt;06. gradius (in)&lt;br /&gt;07. 0 rly (0h n0ez!)&lt;br /&gt;08. fashion statement (interlude)&lt;br /&gt;09. nightmare in soho&lt;br /&gt;10. we rock (smithsonians)&lt;br /&gt;11. last laugh ft jim gaffigan (instrumental outro)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully done by end of july.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;track by track breakdown shall be coming soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all tracks produced by bruddaman&lt;br /&gt;except for track #4 - produced by esta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special thanks to esta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gradius i..coming soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-6801806674548343352?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/6801806674548343352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=6801806674548343352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/6801806674548343352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/6801806674548343352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2009/07/gradius-imars-aka-must-all-rappers-suck.html' title='gradius i:mars aka must all rappers suck'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-4343326629562257130</id><published>2009-07-09T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T02:31:06.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>side projects</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Dr Choi's House MD Ep. 2&lt;/span&gt; " Wash Yo Ass "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;TiM - Makes A Mixtape (mixtape)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Kevon C. Is... Cool Beans Cabo (mixtape)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.m. - The Pink Box LE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-4343326629562257130?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/4343326629562257130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=4343326629562257130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/4343326629562257130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/4343326629562257130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2009/07/side-projects.html' title='side projects'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-5469281143114635652</id><published>2009-07-04T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T00:08:17.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>upcoming projects</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gradius i&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;m.a.r.s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;suite nothings&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mixtape&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.m. &amp;amp; the silk boxers ....out now....&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mediafire.com/?mamqmnummmn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;r.i.p michael jackson..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy july 4th to everybody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-5469281143114635652?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/5469281143114635652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=5469281143114635652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/5469281143114635652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/5469281143114635652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2009/07/upcoming-projects.html' title='upcoming projects'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-4470546027199892841</id><published>2009-07-01T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T19:10:17.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love is love prod bruddaman</title><content type='html'>oh yess i freaks it..&lt;br /&gt;so peep game from the scorpio&lt;br /&gt;blazin audio coz 'they know' like 'shawty lo'&lt;br /&gt;im formatted, combatted with the best of them&lt;br /&gt;the pendulum swings like the pendant that blings&lt;br /&gt;over breakbreats (i break free)&lt;br /&gt;oh what a feeling independence brings (it wont take me)&lt;br /&gt;more than a minute of the new york type&lt;br /&gt;like boom bap i stay true fo' life&lt;br /&gt;nd hit that snoo snoo all night baby&lt;br /&gt;i jump back on the block to redeem loss&lt;br /&gt;in the jungle, travel the direction of the green moss&lt;br /&gt;my will is "iron" man, i expel a beam force&lt;br /&gt;coz im goood like snails in black bean sauce &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;---- i should get a thumbs up from my hopki lovers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but remorse i really lack a supply of,&lt;br /&gt;unlike my mamousel parallel to my desire,&lt;br /&gt;and when her and i lay.. it makes my day..&lt;br /&gt;whenever..whenever..whenever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;i say..&lt;br /&gt;i really gotta go&lt;br /&gt;she says..&lt;br /&gt;baby nothing is impossible to meeeeee&lt;br /&gt;and im reminded of why she's my queeeen&lt;br /&gt;coz check it check it&lt;br /&gt;i see her face right after i rock a show...&lt;br /&gt;nd im reminded that i got a globe&lt;br /&gt;to seeee and conquer..&lt;br /&gt;and i want her right beside...of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;from park benches marked with both names in abundance&lt;br /&gt;to nights where she's layin dorsal recumbent&lt;br /&gt;and her body's screamin my name out loud&lt;br /&gt;like the principal did, in second grade&lt;br /&gt;i was told getting laid was the principal kid&lt;br /&gt;then i matured (around the same time)&lt;br /&gt;ladies was giving tours (in they state of mind)&lt;br /&gt;cant front, i explored ( but on train 9 )&lt;br /&gt;i detoured like this life patnah..i need more&lt;br /&gt;thats when i met her...mesmerized by the way her hips swung&lt;br /&gt;sharp as a thorned rose..nd im thinking&lt;br /&gt;im not down with the heart break syndrome,&lt;br /&gt;but i manage to see her within the image of my synths...drums&lt;br /&gt;i guess that was the hook, line sinker&lt;br /&gt;then in the blink of an eye...&lt;br /&gt;her nd i formed together..&lt;br /&gt;now we growin together..&lt;br /&gt;[like forever? like forever ever? ...pretty much...like whenever]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus 2x]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-4470546027199892841?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/4470546027199892841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=4470546027199892841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/4470546027199892841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/4470546027199892841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-is-love-prod-bruddaman.html' title='love is love prod bruddaman'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-6340405694786676968</id><published>2009-07-01T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T18:51:30.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summa cum laude prod bruddaman</title><content type='html'>[EN]&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;first off i would like to thank ken medina&lt;br /&gt;coz my demeanor has been cleaner eversince i first seen ya&lt;br /&gt;(now im meaner)&lt;br /&gt;focused and my vision is more clear&lt;br /&gt;june 22nd but i aint tryna see no tears&lt;br /&gt;i love college so im tryna go there&lt;br /&gt;standing ovations like the crowd got no chairs&lt;br /&gt;no competition like the kid got no peers&lt;br /&gt;feelin the buzz like being drunk off four beers&lt;br /&gt;and i got the most brain in the past 4 years (yehhh)&lt;br /&gt;this for every test that i cheated on&lt;br /&gt;girl that i cheated on&lt;br /&gt;breast that i skeeted on&lt;br /&gt;head that was so the bomb&lt;br /&gt;bed that i beat it on&lt;br /&gt;and every now? when they hear this song&lt;br /&gt;s.a.t's a.c.t's finals and that e.l.a&lt;br /&gt;the perfect scores with a 4.0 gpa&lt;br /&gt;girls put average im summa cum laude&lt;br /&gt;turn me on..i'll have summer cum loudlyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;this is ...dedicated to those who tried to out me..&lt;br /&gt;and anybody with a shadow of a doubt...&lt;br /&gt;say it proudly.. (WE MADE IT)&lt;br /&gt;We Top Class... SUMMA CUM LAUDE&lt;br /&gt;and all my peoples in the crowd get rowdy&lt;br /&gt;at the peak of our game is where we shall be&lt;br /&gt;say it proudly ( WE MADE IT )&lt;br /&gt;We Top Class... SUMMA CUM LAUDE'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[kennard]&lt;br /&gt;heres a toast to the cadence of life's ballad&lt;br /&gt;i was told success would never come down my alley&lt;br /&gt;then sumbody told me it would be coming momentarily&lt;br /&gt;patience is the key..so i took the key like the valet&lt;br /&gt;then i learned the access was invalid&lt;br /&gt;i swear i'd wreak havoc&lt;br /&gt;but i took it like another challenge&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt have done it without my lil jean charlotte&lt;br /&gt;by my side claiming WE THE BEST like dj khaled&lt;br /&gt;so i never staggered..&lt;br /&gt;even in a drought so arid&lt;br /&gt;my imagination stayed avid&lt;br /&gt;took charge like a matador&lt;br /&gt;im born a savage now i shine like the dawn im lavish&lt;br /&gt;through the fire.. and through the barricades&lt;br /&gt;through the eye of the tigher&lt;br /&gt;i still break a "sucka/sucker down" like "salivary amylase"&lt;br /&gt;so gimme all of my accolades and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo i am..&lt;br /&gt;soon to be the bachelor with the baccalaureate&lt;br /&gt;in the batch of.. poet laureates&lt;br /&gt;wordsmiths, nurses&lt;br /&gt;a birth of the nation.&lt;br /&gt;brighter tomorrows. the first indication&lt;br /&gt;that change is PRESENT like the NOW&lt;br /&gt;so catch the drift just like the NILE&lt;br /&gt;maturity is the foundation of the style&lt;br /&gt;(so whats next)&lt;br /&gt;the presidential or puttin down payments on a residential&lt;br /&gt;or finding the girl of my dreams..and givin her the ring&lt;br /&gt;so we both could walk down the aisle&lt;br /&gt;a graduate.. progress gradual with the attitude&lt;br /&gt;altitudes way higher than my aptitudes&lt;br /&gt;but never frett&lt;br /&gt;understand life is unraveled through its steps&lt;br /&gt;and all these years we been.. hassled to death&lt;br /&gt;but they can no longer say shit when we move our tassles TO THE LEFT and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good lookin to en for doing his thing the way he always does&lt;br /&gt;tim/cyfe was posed to be on this but i dont know what happened lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw.. sucker/sucka down like salivary amylase..&lt;br /&gt;salivary amylase is the enzyme in your mouth that breaks down food particles..&lt;br /&gt;so its a double entendre like im beasting on a sucker ...and im beasting on a sucka.. emcee&lt;br /&gt;ya dig? waka waka honk honk !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-6340405694786676968?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/6340405694786676968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=6340405694786676968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/6340405694786676968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/6340405694786676968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2009/07/summa-cum-laude-prod-bruddaman.html' title='summa cum laude prod bruddaman'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-4634245027968505519</id><published>2009-07-01T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T10:08:56.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stephanie tanner prod team green</title><content type='html'>[verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;i lurk in the open with burst devotion/&lt;br /&gt;heart full of cursed emotions/&lt;br /&gt;how could i reverse the notions? (of being an asian emcee)&lt;br /&gt;if hip hop's well has run dry and the cure is to be un-I&lt;br /&gt;then i'd rather stay as flagrant as me..&lt;br /&gt;but theres no more patience to breed...&lt;br /&gt;but the adrenaline got me roid ragin at speeds&lt;br /&gt;and im in my zone..&lt;br /&gt;but i know to take heed...&lt;br /&gt;coz temptation is as flirtacious as greed..&lt;br /&gt;and i know.. i know that they think that im trapped&lt;br /&gt;in a box labed with the idea that rap&lt;br /&gt;is my one trick pony and over the course of my career&lt;br /&gt;or lack there of.. .i'd fail to attract their love...&lt;br /&gt;as if i need it.. on a path with the drive of a mcclaren (huh)&lt;br /&gt;i dare em to declare war once im enlisted in rap's draft...&lt;br /&gt;we'll see who gets the last laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just so rude they perceive me as a noob&lt;br /&gt;and doubt that i could leave a beat (beat and bruised)&lt;br /&gt;i throw em in the trunk..head for deep sea blues..&lt;br /&gt;they'll bre FRESH to DEATH with their cement shoes&lt;br /&gt;so dot yo i's and cross yo t's&lt;br /&gt;coz its redemption as the cost of yo pleas...&lt;br /&gt;they'll continue to sleep and snooze.. but when they wake&lt;br /&gt;they better be on their p's and q's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now our hearts beat alike and yet a difference is still perceived&lt;br /&gt;like its mundane in order for the pain to relieved&lt;br /&gt;but the game is so sport like.. so i send my condolences to those who are&lt;br /&gt;"too weak/2 week" like a "fortnight"&lt;br /&gt;i used to be dork like.. label me kenNERD&lt;br /&gt;then i spoke up and laced my voice with reverb/&lt;br /&gt;tune in sumthing frequent/&lt;br /&gt;what i produce put the boom in sequence&lt;br /&gt;i will be known as the main event&lt;br /&gt;see i was told if you fall off the horse..&lt;br /&gt;get yo ass up and try again..i think its time to be reminding them&lt;br /&gt;that we live in the land of the leviathan&lt;br /&gt;where the seat is hotter than the scene pookie was dying in..&lt;br /&gt;but im a "wiseguy" like "nicholas pileggi"&lt;br /&gt;and for those tryna edge me..&lt;br /&gt;you near the status of a veggie&lt;br /&gt;coz you only "beat around" the "bush"&lt;br /&gt;like "kim kardashian" cheating on reggie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;explanations for those who may not understand&lt;br /&gt;fortnight = 14 days = 2 weeks = "too weak"&lt;br /&gt;hotter than the scene pookie was dying in= for those who HAVENT seen New Jack City&lt;br /&gt;pookie is a crack fiend character portrayed by chris rock..and the scene of his death is in a room that is basically going up in flames... self explanatory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beat around the bush like kim kardashian cheating on reggie&lt;br /&gt;-kim kardashian is going out with reggie bush... -  i think yall get that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silK boxers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-4634245027968505519?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/4634245027968505519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=4634245027968505519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/4634245027968505519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/4634245027968505519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2009/07/stephanie-tanner-prod-team-green.html' title='stephanie tanner prod team green'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-1076443843985764729</id><published>2009-06-29T05:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T05:03:17.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vanilla sky prod esta</title><content type='html'>its top floor exec baby, but my fall just looks lavished in guilt/&lt;br /&gt;70 million hoops above madison square.. while guardin'/garden  a tradition&lt;br /&gt;but once in a while comes something so rare like..&lt;br /&gt;cinnamon skin.indian hair. type/&lt;br /&gt;similar stair height/ our surroundings have toasted to us baby&lt;br /&gt;hindered whispers (its theiir night)&lt;br /&gt;while our bodies fall victim to the impaired fight/&lt;br /&gt;and what tomorrow brings will be the song sorrow sings/&lt;br /&gt;as an angel with borrowed wings asks .. (is it)&lt;br /&gt;a note on the pillow that reads..&lt;br /&gt;"we made beautiful music together but love is not the synth i want as lead"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now breathe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"this is just insane&lt;br /&gt;with all these feelings that you claim&lt;br /&gt;im just another reason for you to say we're all the same&lt;br /&gt;but you got no one to blame&lt;br /&gt;when you choose to play this deadly game&lt;br /&gt;of blowing kisses in a hurricane"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's tryna get her mind right (and i applaud it)&lt;br /&gt;as she washes away in the night life (midnight marauder)&lt;br /&gt;the odor of este lauder while she fantasizes of the dress that i bought her&lt;br /&gt;memories like highlights, in her hair&lt;br /&gt;faded into the norm&lt;br /&gt;blinded eyes played her to the storm&lt;br /&gt;how could your beauty plague you within your form&lt;br /&gt;the faintest of alarms rings the bells of your vegas charms&lt;br /&gt;and not the ones that dangle on her wristbone&lt;br /&gt;she is..conditioned to the ringtone&lt;br /&gt;assigned to my 7 digits, and while she stares offfff&lt;br /&gt;i can only hope that she smoothens out her ridges&lt;br /&gt;i can see her reach for me as the burned bridges&lt;br /&gt;wash ashore, from the troubled waters of allure&lt;br /&gt;see we play the game.. but who is keeping the score?&lt;br /&gt;and with that said.. i hope we both leave this in a ..draw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;-vanilla sky movie samples-&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-1076443843985764729?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/1076443843985764729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=1076443843985764729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/1076443843985764729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/1076443843985764729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2009/06/vanilla-sky-prod-esta.html' title='vanilla sky prod esta'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-8386017986524360318</id><published>2009-06-28T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T10:15:56.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is my paper song prod s one</title><content type='html'>this is my paper song, so i can get along (x3)&lt;br /&gt;with all my rapper friends..with all my trapper friends!!&lt;br /&gt;this is my paper song, so i can get along (x3)&lt;br /&gt;with all my rapper friends.. with all my gunclapper friends!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verse 1&lt;br /&gt;riddle me this..riddle me that&lt;br /&gt;i think i hit an epiphany..&lt;br /&gt;im perceived as the link in the middle (word?)&lt;br /&gt;but its uncivil to belittle me&lt;br /&gt;im a gentleman.. the concept is chivalry/&lt;br /&gt;amidst the gimmicky finnicky talk fake chalk fake cries and bitter pleas/&lt;br /&gt;tho ladies..&lt;br /&gt;who love the "peachfuzz" begging for that "K.M. D"-ick&lt;br /&gt;just coz i be nerdy dont mean my wave aint sea sick&lt;br /&gt;balance my highs and lows.. becoz i gets that dough..&lt;br /&gt;while yo ass gets the do' (door)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello mr medina.. how are you doing today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well you can...&lt;br /&gt;suck it like a leech limits i breach when i reach my damn QUOTA&lt;br /&gt;the world screech when they hear my speech coz im a damn BALLA&lt;br /&gt;and making quarters and cents aint making sense.&lt;br /&gt;im bout my "paper" i aint down for "change" like a MCcain VOTER!!! VOTA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my paper song, so i can get along (x3)&lt;br /&gt;with all my rapper friends..with all my trapper friends!!&lt;br /&gt;this is my paper song, so i can get along (x3)&lt;br /&gt;with all my rapper friends.. with all my gunclapper friends!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;explanations:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kmd - peachfuzz is an oldschool song.. (one of my favs.. by the hurrs on my chinny chin chin)&lt;br /&gt;so its basically wordplay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i aint down for change like a mccain vota.. i think we all know what that means..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-8386017986524360318?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/8386017986524360318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=8386017986524360318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/8386017986524360318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/8386017986524360318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-is-my-paper-song-prod-s-one.html' title='this is my paper song prod s one'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-476984327128201864</id><published>2009-06-28T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T18:56:21.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sybian (freeverse)</title><content type='html'>you gotta shake yo pom pom to this yo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take a look at me, take a tender glance/&lt;br /&gt;modern day rem-brandt&lt;br /&gt;im saying my "peace" like in rememberance.../&lt;br /&gt;number one contender stance/&lt;br /&gt;the one to bring "thunder" to yo "city" like "kev durant"/&lt;br /&gt;the concept of homecourt advantage makes me wanna end the chants/&lt;br /&gt;silence yo crowd/ lay ignoramuses in a shroud of their own filth/&lt;br /&gt;i feel like im walking on heightened bone stilts/&lt;br /&gt;im frightened of my OWN skills/&lt;br /&gt;we keep it "100" (thats how we show em "Wilt")&lt;br /&gt;danger slain..left in a "chamber layin/chamberlain"&lt;br /&gt;FEAR NOT OF MAN but the father of the womb born in the manger's frame/&lt;br /&gt;credit what i came to claim/&lt;br /&gt;on a terrain where insane is sane/&lt;br /&gt;i was always disdained as the stain upon this prophecy/&lt;br /&gt;i guess everything is game within this odyssey/&lt;br /&gt;an intellect on the level of the ivy league/&lt;br /&gt;nd i grind till everybody is like " I BELIEVE!!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you playas hate us..sucks thats the way you feel tho..&lt;br /&gt;and anyway.. we gonna GET IN THAT ASS/&lt;br /&gt;so pardon me i must say..&lt;br /&gt;i'm kind like a big deal....do (dildo)&lt;br /&gt;cock-a-cock-ca-cock-cock-cock-&lt;br /&gt;kinda like a big dilll-do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waka waka ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;explanations&lt;br /&gt;'wilt chamberlain' is the only player in NBA history to score 100 points in a single game...&lt;br /&gt;there is wordplay on the "chamber layin/chamberlain" part..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kev durant.. /kevin durant is a player on the team "Oklahoma city Thunder"&lt;br /&gt;..self explanatory..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do love me sum nba references waka waka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sybian - enormous mechanical dildo.. hence.. sybian freeverse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw if u do not know who the "father of the womb born in the manger's frame is"..&lt;br /&gt;u need church in your life waka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-476984327128201864?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/476984327128201864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=476984327128201864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/476984327128201864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/476984327128201864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2009/06/sybian-freeverse.html' title='sybian (freeverse)'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-1410215447480982543</id><published>2009-06-28T01:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T01:18:27.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>king hippo (freeverse)</title><content type='html'>i be the cavalier in the camera glare/&lt;br /&gt;rent covers a short lived stint on my amateur tier/&lt;br /&gt;its in my "genes/jeans" since i salvaged a pair/&lt;br /&gt;im roger federer up 40-love with an advantage spare/&lt;br /&gt;so i stay loose wherever the road narrows/&lt;br /&gt;"daps &amp;amp; pounds" coz its a ritual to show love to all the pharaohs/&lt;br /&gt;or shower under a cloud of arrows/&lt;br /&gt;i was an unknown that evolved into rafael nadal at roland garros/&lt;br /&gt;angelic carols while i size down competition with the stare of double barrells/&lt;br /&gt;innate in my bone gristle/ in my bone marrow/&lt;br /&gt;sex pistol make the lion roar and for once its muy claro/&lt;br /&gt;options like cards of the tarot/&lt;br /&gt;duckin shards, it 'll be foolish to let down my guard/&lt;br /&gt;word is bond. the devil roams in the idle mind /&lt;br /&gt;so rival mines and be idolized as the false pagan in the sign of times/&lt;br /&gt;yall false flaggin/pulse blastin/&lt;br /&gt;but we in it together like a cult faction/&lt;br /&gt;bulk fragments of shrapnel in each line of coke/&lt;br /&gt;so hail mary when the great minds elope/&lt;br /&gt;none is more "seren-a" coz "will.i.am" when "legends" are subpoenad to rep/&lt;br /&gt;the loyalty in my fleet. direct/&lt;br /&gt;so coy, fall in awe when they recall what medina collects/&lt;br /&gt;with the grace of hakeem in my step/&lt;br /&gt;my southern drawl im callin all fresh-men/&lt;br /&gt;soph-o-mores/ pestilence has no residence in my orbit/&lt;br /&gt;Pause.. is what the rebels without/&lt;br /&gt;coz slight hesitance'll cost more than the face value of a million dead presidents/&lt;br /&gt;the falcon's risen/ still my heart facilitates my mother's altruism/&lt;br /&gt;so i do my best to shelter abandoned wisdom/&lt;br /&gt;nd bomb the walls of intelligence with the vandalism of the baddest rhythm/&lt;br /&gt;beauty and the beast, i guess opposites attract/&lt;br /&gt;but purposely breaking all yo promises is wack/&lt;br /&gt;a monstrous colossus of vomitus and crack/&lt;br /&gt;me take a loss? how preposterous is that?/&lt;br /&gt;i just speed through. and tell em im just being "Casual" " I Did'nt Mean To "/&lt;br /&gt;they say kennard.. please act so civil...*grunt..&lt;br /&gt;but i feel like king hippo amongst chicken little *grunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paying homage to biggie's the wickedest freestyle over Casual - I Did'nt Mean To&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-1410215447480982543?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/1410215447480982543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=1410215447480982543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/1410215447480982543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/1410215447480982543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2009/06/king-hippo-freeverse.html' title='king hippo (freeverse)'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-3830451031421906833</id><published>2009-06-28T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T01:00:15.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the outro ballad prod focus</title><content type='html'>verse 1&lt;br /&gt;-you were there...whenever i needed a lift... (coz i had no more gas ;'[] )&lt;br /&gt;my ul-timate ..high .. together we would... drift ( we would be flying baby )&lt;br /&gt;and then u blow just a simple kiss..&lt;br /&gt;and tell me im yo favorite lyricist gurrrrl (even better than biggie and 2pac?!!)&lt;br /&gt;and u say... kennard.. you rock.    my.    world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;as our bodies link&lt;br /&gt;baby do not blink coz i am on the brink&lt;br /&gt;of showing you love..&lt;br /&gt;get yo ass up on the sink..&lt;br /&gt;let the feeling sink in... as we make it do what it does&lt;br /&gt;as our bodies link&lt;br /&gt;baby do not blink coz i am on the brink&lt;br /&gt;of showing you love..&lt;br /&gt;get yo ass up on the sink..&lt;br /&gt;or dip it in the tub..&lt;br /&gt;and all night long.. we rub a dub..... dub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verse 2&lt;br /&gt;loosen yo bra..&lt;br /&gt;take yo pants off..and un butt-on ( i love yo thong girl! )&lt;br /&gt;and u say.. .that my shit is raw and uncut.. (yehhhh)&lt;br /&gt;but dont listen to the haters coz they're wrong&lt;br /&gt;our relationship is way tooo strong babe.. way too strong&lt;br /&gt;but we're the center of the jealousy..&lt;br /&gt;with our freak levels to the 10th degree..&lt;br /&gt;and while im hitting it..&lt;br /&gt;girl u be screaming like.. " TAP THAT ASS LIKE ITS YO MPC -eheeeee "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant breathe.. i need my inhaler.. waka waka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-3830451031421906833?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/3830451031421906833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=3830451031421906833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/3830451031421906833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/3830451031421906833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2009/06/outro-ballad-prod-focus.html' title='the outro ballad prod focus'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-1641250036028782369</id><published>2009-06-27T12:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T22:26:51.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i deed it prod esta</title><content type='html'>01 Exp Points prod. Esta&lt;br /&gt;i decided to take flight with my damaged wings/&lt;br /&gt;but they claimed it to be awkward/&lt;br /&gt;but fuck it, frame it for what it is and in the books of history is where i aim to be authored/&lt;br /&gt;such a snotty nose shotty flow mosberg/&lt;br /&gt;act 1 - is the precursor to the oscars/&lt;br /&gt;then act 2 - my freeform takes posture/&lt;br /&gt;act tough to conceal the pain? you'll never prosper/&lt;br /&gt;its such a phenomenon/&lt;br /&gt;living the tragedies that the opera sang/&lt;br /&gt;and it could all be.. finished in one flash of the paparazzi/&lt;br /&gt;but for me another option is gained/&lt;br /&gt;so if they evver, got u restrained/&lt;br /&gt;u gotta learn to break free from the tarnished chains/&lt;br /&gt;evolve into the threat and the promise mane/&lt;br /&gt;coz on the hand of what is dealt is where the honest reign/&lt;br /&gt;nd they say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;you gotta go hard any and everywhere you gonna go (go)&lt;br /&gt;and i say..&lt;br /&gt;yo tell me somethin i dont already know (know)&lt;br /&gt;and they question&lt;br /&gt;if i do it for the love or for the dough (dough)&lt;br /&gt;nd i reply..i does it for the lulz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;i used to fall victim to the acts to which i was enticed/&lt;br /&gt;19 going through crisis of midlife/&lt;br /&gt;but with a fate reversed, im so persistent in assisting my reBIRTH like a midwife.&lt;br /&gt;nd hope is facilitated to develop light/&lt;br /&gt;even if im dealt with a hellen keller plight/&lt;br /&gt;feeling the pressure to move my pivot/&lt;br /&gt;taking the road less traveled within a civic/&lt;br /&gt;i plan to handle my bismuth.. my "BI" in such a shady business/&lt;br /&gt;so much that it feel grim/&lt;br /&gt;and they handing out chains made from the rocks of plymouth/&lt;br /&gt;but the chilled wind/ couldnt put out the flame built in/&lt;br /&gt;coz even in defeat, there are ways that you can still win/&lt;br /&gt;there are ways that you can still win&lt;br /&gt;coz even in defeat there are ways that u can still win.. and they say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[repeat chorus 2x]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-1641250036028782369?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/1641250036028782369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=1641250036028782369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/1641250036028782369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/1641250036028782369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2009/06/exp-points-prod-esta.html' title='i deed it prod esta'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-4945114869557681555</id><published>2008-12-19T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T08:32:50.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHERE IS MY LATE PASS?!!</title><content type='html'>Guns N Roses - November Rain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know im gonna catch hella (Roberta) Flack for this one ..but :OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLASH's GUITAR SOLO COMING OUT OF THE LIL CHURCH/CHAPEL &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this makes me wanna quit and just stay a fan ;'[ lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-4945114869557681555?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/4945114869557681555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=4945114869557681555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/4945114869557681555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/4945114869557681555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2008/12/where-is-my-late-pass.html' title='WHERE IS MY LATE PASS?!!'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-4969912067122770468</id><published>2008-12-18T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T19:49:08.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Is Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really gotta go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She Says..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Nothing's Impossible.......         to meeeeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reminded of why she's my queen.. coz check it checkit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see her face right after I rock a show... and im reminded that I got a globe to seeeeeeeeeek and conquer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i want her right beside of me .... ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" she's my never ending supply of green topped mushrooms.. she's always 1 uppin me whenever i say.... "          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is love...silk boxers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy holidays to the verse for u-n-i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-4969912067122770468?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/4969912067122770468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=4969912067122770468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/4969912067122770468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/4969912067122770468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2008/12/love-is-love.html' title='Love Is Love'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-2340092616817768233</id><published>2008-12-11T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:45:09.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Venting Out, coz its just the beginning</title><content type='html'>about 3-4 months ago, I was scared to step into the nursing program because I felt like I was being put in an maze I was possibly not ready for. 3-4 Months later, I feel as if I've left so many stones unturned. (sidenote: is that how u say it? or is it a leaf? im not sure). Still, I feel wierd just off the fact that I feel i've been corrupted by the need to be ontop of the class. I've said many a times that I want to be the one to give the graduation speech when nursing pinning comes around. Many people who failed, I feel guilt just because I felt like I should've tried harder to help em instead of wishing malice upon them. (sidenote: foreel foreel, this whole corrupt thing usually isnt me). I just feel an obligation to help the remaining students pass so we all can succeed. I also feel like I dont get the praise I deserve. I also feel like i've made so many stupid mistakes that could've led me to get an even higher grade. I sound like a nerd right now but I really want to master this whole thing and end up on top before summer time hits. I'm trying to prove anybody and everybody wrong. I dont like that weak people have passed because of certain advantages they have. I feel like im blacking out for no apparent reason. I just want to pwn the shit out of nursing, clinicals and every thing else in life. (sidenote: the production for apollo kid is finished, the recording process is left until the project is finally finished.) ..and on that note. I've started documenting my nursing experiences through the metaphorical use of my music. I also feel like mastering many different aspects of music. My next task is the geee tar. (hopefully -.- ). I've got big things coming my way on this road. ( a real man shouldnt have to say no homo - Jadakiss ) I also feel like I should just go dolo on the all for one tip. Idk, im at a standstill and I feel like im neglecting the success i've achieved over the past 3 months. Its like nursing owes me money and u know what, I really wanna buy some chicken and rice and I need that money for it. (shameless plugin: watch out for Silk Boxers, the next lp coming up after apollo kid, this might be my spring/summer time album who knows). But foreel, I've swore to myself to not associate my self with weakness. I understand people will try to attack my strengths, but u know what? eff it.. bring it on biotch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for reading/listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im off to master the universe.. hopefully =/..;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shout outs to my cuzzo for being like the illest microphone ever.. coz she's always there to record my thoughts..kakakaka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Knowing is no longer enough, You MUST apply"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kennard Medina..&lt;br /&gt;Dominican Nursing '11&lt;br /&gt;The World..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-2340092616817768233?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/2340092616817768233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=2340092616817768233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/2340092616817768233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/2340092616817768233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2008/12/venting-out-coz-its-just-beginning.html' title='Venting Out, coz its just the beginning'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-5471270569969497914</id><published>2008-11-09T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T19:43:06.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A.D. Excerpt 1 ... The Verse For U-N-I Pt. Uno</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="352" style="background-color: transparent; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;headaches often.. cause exhaustion in crazy portions./so i proceed to breathe with such a delayed caution.. /its almost as if life's stressors chose the melee option.. /my grudge is grunged.. I feel like a sponge with stray absorption../&lt;br /&gt;i feel it soakin in../ till i hear a window crack and a breeze coasts within.. emphasizing my hopes to win/&lt;br /&gt;i pose a grin.. reflect with one stroke of the chin../ and im reminded of my shorty quotin oprah's wim..&lt;br /&gt;im focused kin../ to the point where failure is no such thing... / and i get to cash in my reality checks.. its soo ca-chingggg/ me and the beat.. relationship is so trusting.. / and i know with my mind and body is where my soul must cling.../  i broke away for a second from the bold hustling../ blinded by the materials that striking gold must bring... but fate is the pebble in my gold clutched sling/... shot.. aimed for polaris.. and if i miss.. maybe it'll land in paris and i can find..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="353" style="background-color: transparent; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true loveee.. dun dun duna nuhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.D. (Excerpt 1) ..prod Nujabes off of " Apollo Kid......Live To Spit The Real " LP coming sooon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.D. stands for Apollo's Destiny ...&lt;br /&gt;coz i feel like Im The Kid Of Apollo and The Child Of Destiny ^____^ v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obama08 yall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-5471270569969497914?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/5471270569969497914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=5471270569969497914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/5471270569969497914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/5471270569969497914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2008/11/ad-excerpt-1-verse-for-u-n-i-pt-uno.html' title='A.D. Excerpt 1 ... The Verse For U-N-I Pt. Uno'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-1185704982910690156</id><published>2008-10-20T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T16:49:35.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>M.S.G - Live From .. Da Muh Effin Shuttle</title><content type='html'>as for those who have watched the OG version..u know this movie is pretty much untouchable like the bottom of the aryan thingamajig. A movie that disseminates a glow that cannot be replicated.&lt;br /&gt;Yes people.. its that surrrryus. The purpose of this blog is cuz im dumbstruck by this girl that i know in my class ... who... just by luck... looks like a pornstar. Not in teh big tittay or big booty sense. But she kinda looks like maria ozawa who is just straight up byootiful to me. but newayz.. We all know remakes tend to be the scab on the butts of great movies. The pimple on the face of teh classics. by now u catch my drift. if not.. then too bad ur drowning. womp womp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here i am being a good student nd my brother busts in the door and is like YO look what i found.. low and behold.. its teh USA My Sassy Girl.. which was released in theatres a couple months ago.. i was like wowzerss... usually i wouldnt bother but they had Elisa Cuthbert and that other dude from Bring It On in the movie. First thing i thought was wowzers i ddnt know it was gonna be there in blockbuster. This halted my plans of studying and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pooped it in the dvd player... and here i go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*to be continued&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kakakakkkakaka&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-1185704982910690156?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/1185704982910690156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=1185704982910690156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/1185704982910690156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/1185704982910690156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2008/10/msg-live-from-da-muh-effin-shuttle.html' title='M.S.G - Live From .. Da Muh Effin Shuttle'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-1781402154263430164</id><published>2008-10-08T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T20:49:56.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.American Psycho.</title><content type='html'>i just got done watching this film and boy oh boy. It sparked like a fuse in my mind. Like, Christian Bale, is like a freak who claims that he is physically present but mentally .just like ..woooopdeeedoooo... He's a physical freak of nature and a lost mind. For those who havent peeped the movie, yall really need to watch this shit right here. The one thing that got me is, b4 he would go on to kill his victims, he would go on a rant or, deliver a very loquacious &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(sidenote: i dont know what this word means and i dont think it applies to what im trying to say but cmon.. it sounds cool as an adjective to promote some type of "smartness"... ok)&lt;/span&gt; speech concerning pieces of music. He discusses the contents, inspiration and his opinion on such pieces. This struck a chord &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(yes pun intended..sue me do me). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPOILER ALERT.&lt;br /&gt;the thing is, at the end of the movie after going on a shooting spree, almost stuffing a cat into a damn ATM and panicking and confessing to his lawyer. He comes back to a somewhat blurred reality, and realizes that all those people he supposedly killed, he ddnt really kill!!.. I was like wtf.. i ddnt understand it at first. This then sparked the "go off on a tangent" fuse in my head and looked in the rolodex and looked for the file titled " what is real and what is not ". Im just like reviewing the movie in my head, and past the gore and odd scenes of murder. As psychotic as it is, its almost .. beautiful. Sick?.. maybe... but foreel tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im pretty sure all of us have wanted to off a couple people in our lifetimes lol (sidenote: Thank God life isnt like minority report...........yet) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this got me thinking while im studying for nursing. damnit.if i had alot of time to think and structure i would. but priorities come first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw.. big big clinical day on friday. ahh man. I'm gonna try to show my ass off ( upcoming song off Apollo Kid..live to spit the real LP coming) in the post conference review when we have to report our patients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta aim for the sky hot damnit =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cesley yes i finally posted one blog up.. this one i just had to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.C. Loudy .. is basically done as far as production goes.. ima wait till i have adequate time to record all songs written on this. I'm also waiting to purchase a couple vsti's and sound modules so i can update the sounds i have used. I really need to expand my sound selection but Fruity Loops doeesnt help u with that like that lol but oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.C. Loudy&lt;br /&gt;Apollo Kid ... Double LP !??!!? fudgenheimer.. apollo kid i have started working on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;og kooya booya kirk.. sorry for the delay we will get to work on that song once i get it down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for mc loudy.. i might do oops pow surprise or freshman affair ( m.c. laude 2 ) first&lt;br /&gt;and for apollo kid.. it will most likely be There Goes The Neighborhood, or Iced Out Medallions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont we all just love to get caught up in convos with ourselves?... ahh mann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways this is the end of one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we finna ride out.. ^____^ ( &gt; ^___^ ) &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out martians&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-1781402154263430164?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/1781402154263430164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=1781402154263430164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/1781402154263430164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/1781402154263430164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2008/10/american-psycho.html' title='.American Psycho.'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-8313952152076319819</id><published>2008-08-23T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T08:19:24.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitchez Aint Shit Butt .. ..... Pause [][] Pt Dalawa</title><content type='html'>ahh man.. the verge of a big ass week.. and boy am i in a little rut... My very close..uhh... yeh.. has just left for college and boy do i miss her ass.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;( pun intended?...who knows )&lt;/span&gt; . I'm a little held back on a couple things i should have been done.. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;( ..Procrastination - 99 Kennard - 0.5 -.- ) .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Although, there have been a couple positive things that have happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.E. i watched tropic thunder.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;( pretty damn funny.. RDJ pwned... SUCK MY UNIT...rofl sometimes the only remedy is to let out a laugh..*sidenote.. that is an actual lyric from an upcoing song on M.C. Loudy ..shameless plug? yes i know..;fu suckas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a job back -shrugs-.. atleast i'll have sum type of income to support my melodic addiction&lt;br /&gt;and..yeh lol &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(time to revive that checklist of shit to get..hopefully lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall tho, i see it as this. I myself did not have the bestest of weeks, but sometimes you just gotta stay optimistic. That means keeping your head up..even when u know that when it rains, it pours. and let me tell you.. it rains hard. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;(sidenote: a real man shouldnt have to say no homo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my homegirl &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;( who ..is currently pissed at me im sure.. ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;called me to express her feelings on ..i believe is her a millionth time she feels like its time to break off her relationship &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;( i give her a week b4 she gets back.. who want in? lol ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Misery sure does love company right?. Sometimes you dont hear that voice that will tell you " It'll Be Alright". I guess, sometimes you gotta be that voice yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this blog is dedicated to those who havent had the best of times, but the opposite of it this week. I tell myself..if Fiddy can survive nine shots, i can survive a bad week right?. This is alsodedicated to those who've had great ass weeks. Its a reminder that sometimes you do get your piece of the cake and can eat it too. Cherish it, and keep on keepin on &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(word to Joe Dirt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, like many of us who's favorite fitted is headphones over your ears, I have an escape. My lil asylum. My lil getaway from Reality. This just makes me kinda more pissed that i havent been on my shit the way i used to be. Its just a reminder that I gotta step the game up like always. If anything, having ruts or bad weeks like this are necessary to keep me on my tippy toe. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;( no ..not word to Prodigy in his ballerina tutu.. ;'[ *goes to blast Shook Ones )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let It Shine when it come to rain..and let it rain..once in a while to keep me on a humble plane" -Styles P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, man, I really do gotta step up the music thing and now with school coming up..its gonna be a hassle..but thats just another test i gotta take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big ups to P Wise who's been doing his thing in the midwest and making connections and his performance in Dyckman last last friday or thursday..i forgot..blehh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired.. so well.. b4 i log off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna give my list of shout outs:&lt;br /&gt;Cuzzo &amp;amp; the OG Kooya Booya&lt;br /&gt;E.N. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;( i'm tryna capture the sound my dude lol )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sparda &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;( who's currently working on The Road To Squaresville )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misery &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;( i dont like hanging with you ..sorry )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steelo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;(..;fu for always bagging on me coz chahhles ddnt use the beat lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyfe &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;(.. u ddnt deserve this rofl )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least&lt;br /&gt;..the girl of my dreams...wherever u are...whoever u are..whatever u are..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Alright.. Im finna be alright.. any sucka cross i shall terminate em on sight. no matter how the day might be, with the soul of de la . we live by the motto of c'est la vie.. we finna be.. Alright" - Kennard Medina "Be Alright" - prod. John M. 13.. &lt;-- beast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this reminds me.. happy bday jan.. we'll get to that song soon..i promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;booom booom clap my mellow my man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-8313952152076319819?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/8313952152076319819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=8313952152076319819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/8313952152076319819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/8313952152076319819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2008/08/bitchez-aint-shit-butt-pause-pt-dalawa.html' title='Bitchez Aint Shit Butt .. ..... Pause [][] Pt Dalawa'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-7355800637289340893</id><published>2008-08-22T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T22:18:12.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitchez Aint Shit Butt...  ..... Pause [][] Pt 1</title><content type='html'>... wha wha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-7355800637289340893?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/7355800637289340893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=7355800637289340893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/7355800637289340893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/7355800637289340893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2008/08/bitchez-aint-shit-butt-pause.html' title='Bitchez Aint Shit Butt...  ..... Pause [][] Pt 1'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-1917732593518555474</id><published>2008-08-18T14:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T14:24:59.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Such A Busy Bee</title><content type='html'>ok ..so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 25th the nursing program starts..and BOOOYYYYEEEEEEE (*rocks the big ass clock)&lt;br /&gt;..i think im ready..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a couple projects on board on the side for the musical side too&lt;br /&gt;( and yes.. fudge mecca and fudge allive.. the new rap name is Kennard Medina xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kennard Medina&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;M.C. Loudy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bruddaman &amp;amp; Ian&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The High End Theory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P Wise&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me Nd My Shadows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bruddaman&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TheGrandStand (Instrumentals)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tracks with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cyfe&lt;/span&gt; (chimi chimi changa muthafucka)&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sparda&lt;/span&gt;'s album..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and other beat tapes i shall send to up-n-coming artists .. who i like and would like to collaborate with..&lt;br /&gt;but at the end of the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good Music&lt;/span&gt; is all im trying to make..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fux with a brudda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;" You Cant Rush Good Music "&lt;/span&gt; ..word to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hustleman&lt;/span&gt; rofl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time..&lt;br /&gt;boom boom clap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. my cuzzin cesley is in college.. ;'[ they grow up so fast dont they?&lt;br /&gt;aim for the moon..coz even if u miss.. the ball might end up in the beer cup xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-1917732593518555474?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/1917732593518555474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=1917732593518555474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/1917732593518555474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/1917732593518555474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2008/08/such-busy-bee.html' title='Such A Busy Bee'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-6832911615700078562</id><published>2008-08-17T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T14:15:37.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Trip Down Memory Lane Pt 1.. Rollin on 24's</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Mos Def - Travellin Man* " Memories Dont Live Like People Do, They Always Remember You ".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*song stops..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where do i start.&lt;br /&gt;for those to who this blog is dedicated to.. yall know by now i aint the smoothest of em all.. the cooolest of em all.. or the hottest of em all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(maybe i am? who knows?)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but i'd like to think that you guys... at one point in time..or place.. had atleast one good memory with mecca,kuya,kennard or whatever corny name i had at the time.but honestly. I really dont think I've ever showed due appreciation or rightfully thanked anybody within my existence for THEIR existence and for their companionship. I am gonna try my hardest to not be corny and what not so yeh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back around in 03 or 04&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;( damn alzheimers! )&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I started meeting what was to be the core of my friendship for the next 3 to 4 years. Its kinda funny tho the whole mess that went down and how i tried getting with everybody and like..failed ;[ &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;( damn you john veloso and ur wicked ways! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; . but anyways. I met mary, kathy , mecaila and adelinne, and angelinne and a whole lotta other people. If it wasnt for you guys, man. Honestly I dont know where the hell I would've ended up today. A couple years later, I meet mark and the mah inet crew and it was just like a one big sausage fest, although it would be the coolest one i've ever been in.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(sidenote: a real man shouldnt have to say no homo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've went on a couple trips, lol.. and theres like sumwhere.. a whole looseleaf paper of plans that..i guess just werent meant to be?.. Anyways, I know i've started my share of bs and fights amidst this circle of trust that we have. I, first and foremost would like to apologize. For years i've been the one preaching for us to keep a close knit group yet I find myself sometimes trying to stray away from the very group I try to keep together. Other people have been thrown into the mix but I guess, were just lost in the shuffle if you wanna say that. Up until now, all this has just been a box left unshackled in the back of my hip-hoppin-bloggin-noggin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it hit me when i was talking to my boy and rhyme-in-partner &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cyfe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;( chimi chimi changa muthafucka )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;..reminiscing and dwelling and backtracking a road that i have clumsily traveled, and realized that i still find my self in awe, and greatful that my rocky roaded &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(no chocolate)&lt;/span&gt; path has introduced me to some of the chillest people in this u-n-i verse. I'm pretty sure i'll meet more people in the future but got damn. they sure got sum big boxers, big jordans big bras and big panties to fill when it comes to you guys.  It sucks that we've parted ways into different wavelengths, heading towards different spheres of the world, listening to different songs, living different lifestyles. But aye, we cant just stay stagnant right?.. like a rock?.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(well...rocks do roll.. like..how a rolling stone gathers no moss... ahh damn attention span -.- )  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sometimes we all just gotta keep it moving. Some of us are heading towards to Nursing careers just like i am. I wish everybody the best wherever their hearts and intuition and dream leads them.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(And by some crazy chance, wouldnt it be dope if we ended up all working in the same hospital?.. it would be like a great episode of SCRUBS )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I can only wish that our tacky and twisted roads lead to a crosspath in which we all crash and burn.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;( u know.. chill and spark up sum wootwoot!!..lol but no seriously -.- )  &lt;/span&gt;Why dwell in the past when we can make new memories right?&lt;br /&gt;I wont ever forget being in a drive-in at KFC ordering mash poh-tay-toes with this one girl, or thinking damn..these dudes are prettty damn coool even tho im kinda different from them, or thinking im a friggin kuya to this girl&lt;br /&gt;or thinking.. ahh man... she has another essay &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(lol)&lt;/span&gt; or thinking.. they really are such a great couple..or thinking...damn i should..damn i shouldnt.. or damn why'd u take that picture?..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(..jk..i think )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So To:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Q,Mecaila,Mary,Mark,Mah Inet,Kazell,Kathy,&amp;amp; Others... ( for those who werent mentioned.. dont worry..theres a pt 2 to this jumpoff! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Just Wanna Say Thank You for making my existence just that much more awesome..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Sorry I Failed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried not to be corny.. but i ended up being A-MAZE-Ingly corny.. ..? no?.. okay scratch that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish all you ..success..&amp;amp;..love.. peace&amp;amp;prosperity..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres a toast to the cadence of life's ballad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lets not forget each other coz our memories sure wont forget us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye dj.. drop that beat one mo time!  ^_____^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boom boom clap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pt 2 shall come soon enuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-6832911615700078562?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/6832911615700078562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=6832911615700078562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/6832911615700078562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/6832911615700078562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2008/08/trip-down-memory-lane.html' title='A Trip Down Memory Lane Pt 1.. Rollin on 24&apos;s'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-4509127257529562886</id><published>2008-08-16T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T07:38:04.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FTL!? FTW?!! wtf?!</title><content type='html'>lol ok.. so Michael Phelps made one hell of a comeback and won by a damn fingernail.. incredible FTW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided.. why not ..try to gain a victory also so i tried sliding a beat to up-and-coming artist Charles Hamilton .. to see if he was interested in getting up on it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He replied while being in teh studioz.. (sidenote: im greatful enuff that he actually responded back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since then i have gotten no reply.. FTL!!!... but its all good.. you lose some.. you win some..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have the utmost respect for homie and wish him the best in his carur... ( "career" for those who cant decipher *nelly-isms* )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although..this has opened my eyes.. its time to take more chances and step the game up.&lt;br /&gt;coz who knows.. one man's rejected beat is another man's first single right? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. school's coming up and nursing starts..its time to build the foundation on which the rest of my life shall build upon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UP..and BEYOND...&lt;br /&gt;M.C. Loudy checkin out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boom boom clap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-4509127257529562886?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/4509127257529562886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=4509127257529562886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/4509127257529562886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/4509127257529562886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2008/08/ftl-ftw-wtf.html' title='FTL!? FTW?!! wtf?!'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132152378517293207.post-6215865844405641125</id><published>2008-08-15T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T16:53:36.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello World</title><content type='html'>Hello World...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sen0rblinkee ^_____^ v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6132152378517293207-6215865844405641125?l=kennardmedina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/feeds/6215865844405641125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6132152378517293207&amp;postID=6215865844405641125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/6215865844405641125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6132152378517293207/posts/default/6215865844405641125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennardmedina.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello-world.html' title='Hello World'/><author><name>kennardmedina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03143009360949910749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
