the beautiful struggle...

i love that my university needs PROOF of how poor i am...because on paper, they themselves can't see how a person can exist on my current "income" level. shit...i probably should get out there and sell drugs. i'm feeling this.close to being audited, and i'm like...you know what? go ahead. pain in the ass.

anyway...i'm officially poor and no, i don't have a meth lab in my apartment to supplement my income. it occurs to me that when you have no money, no one gives a shit...governmentally speaking.

also..listening to more pilfered tunes...and i am somewhat bothered by Coldplay being sampled. i don't know why...i guess they are somehow special to me? or maybe it's because the songs that are sampled are no more than 3 years old. sometimes i feel like the hip-hop community has no appreciation for other genres...do they even hear anything outside the instrumentation? are songs broken into 7 second sample loops instantly?

just rambling...that said, i enjoy hip-hop whilst in the confines of my car, not so much when i'm just chillin.