OMG Homies. Last weekend was that time, yo. The annual WEA-RA conference. Last year I wrote a long list of things that I learned at RA. Remember?
Oh, Internets... Let me tell you that this year was MUCH more interesting...
THis year, we have....
TA- DAAAAAA!!!!
Slang 101.
Tiff bought Tina and me some banging flash card with street slang on the front. On the back, yo, there is the definition with pronunciation guide, a picture, AND the word used in a sentence so you get the feel of it, locs.
We ended up dividing the decks into words we know and use occasionally and the ones we don't know and never use. We committed to learning and using three words daily. If each of us learned three words, then we actually learned nine over the course of the day. HA!
Here are some examples:
dank: something of high quality
cheddar: Money
Flossin: showing off; flashy
locs: people
big ups: Showing admiration towards someone
Here's a sentence using all (courtesy of Andrew)
Big ups to Tiffany for droppin’ some cheddar on those dank cards. We was straight flossin dat lingo in front of all dem Spokane locs!
I hope to make our delegation proud by learning these words and using them everyday, aiight?
Monday, May 18, 2009
Monday, May 4, 2009
Music Monday
Another installment of 80's Music Monday for your listening pleasure...
What more can I do, there's nothing I haven't tried
Still it's so hard for her to notice
I've tried hard to be straight
There's nothing left I can say
If only she would look my way
She don't know me, she don't know
She don't see me, she don't care
She can't hear me, can't hear
Can not help me, she don't want
She don't want me like I want her
Like I want her got to tell her
Got to tell her that I love her
That I love her
She doesn't even know my name
I dream of when she'll be mine
I dream of crossing that line
And holding her so tender
Dreaming it could come true
So many things I would do
If only you'd give me a chance
She don't know me, she don't know
She don't see me, she don't care
She can't hear me, can't hear
Can not help me, she don't want
She don't want me like I want her
Like I want her got to tell her
Got to tell her that I love her
That I love her
She doesn't even know my name
YouTube has disabled the embedding so go here to see the video...
Love, Love, Love Jon Bon Jovi... The tight pants, however, leave a little to be desired...
~Bon Jovi
What more can I do, there's nothing I haven't tried
Still it's so hard for her to notice
I've tried hard to be straight
There's nothing left I can say
If only she would look my way
She don't know me, she don't know
She don't see me, she don't care
She can't hear me, can't hear
Can not help me, she don't want
She don't want me like I want her
Like I want her got to tell her
Got to tell her that I love her
That I love her
She doesn't even know my name
I dream of when she'll be mine
I dream of crossing that line
And holding her so tender
Dreaming it could come true
So many things I would do
If only you'd give me a chance
She don't know me, she don't know
She don't see me, she don't care
She can't hear me, can't hear
Can not help me, she don't want
She don't want me like I want her
Like I want her got to tell her
Got to tell her that I love her
That I love her
She doesn't even know my name
YouTube has disabled the embedding so go here to see the video...
Love, Love, Love Jon Bon Jovi... The tight pants, however, leave a little to be desired...
~Bon Jovi
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