Wednesday, 28 January 2009

Forget Me Nots- Back In The Day Record Of The Week #2

Oh My Dayz............................ I'm really going to bring back a lot of memories with this one. This is an Old Skool Garage Classic. I mean SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET. Do I know my music or do I know my music? I know when you listen to the song you're gonna be like "that was my TUUUUUUUUUNE!"

Any way for your listening pleasure here's MJ Cole - Crazy Love.
I tried to get the original video for you but youtube would not let me embed the actual video. But you can just go there yourself and watch the actual video to bring bakc even more memories. But the live performance is not bad at all.

ENJOY......................




SO...........................Most girls are Rihanna now??

WHATS UP PEOPLE??????????????????????????????

Yeah Yeah Yeah, I KNOW! I ain't put up a proper blog post in time, but llow me. I've been over busy recently. But I'm taking a few minutes out of my busy schedule to bless you with some well deserved observations from within MIKEZ WORLD. I mean its only fair, you guys have been waiting a while now.

Now if you're one of my FB friends then you know I put up rather controversial status updates form time to time. Now over the last month or so I've been seeing more and more females with a certain hairstyle. I know you know which one I'm talking about. One of my female friends referred to them as "bangs", its like the female version of the mohicans bare man dem have back in endz. But yeah it is hairstyle that Rihanna does very well:
I have to admit Rihanna looks good in her chosen hairstyle. But too many times have I walked past females that cannot see where they are going because the fringe is covering their eyes and trying to reach down to their lips. I mean why does your fringe have to be that extreme? God gave you eyes for a reason. I think "bangs" is a suitable name for this hairstyle because that's what sound you will hear when you walk straight into a street lamp if you're not careful. That's not to say I have not seen girls pull of this hairstyle, cos I have. BUT that does not mean that everyone is able too. Now for Rihanna, it is not merely a hairstyle, it is a clever cover because she has an unusually large forehead:SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET.

Anyway it is not hard to see why I call it the "Cousin IT" hairstyle:





Also, again Rihanna is known for wearing lipstick, which again I say she can pull off:


But too many females have this "if she can do it, then I can too" attitude which is simply not true. There have been too many FB photo albums I look through with females thinking they'll just dab some lipstick on and just end up looking horrendous. If you do not look good with lipstick on then just LEAVE IT ALONE!!

Better to look normal with no lipstick on than gamble and end up looking like a Victorian prostitute. Hopefully my advice will be heeded.

But anyway certain people are starting to think I'm a female hater cos one too many of posts have been dedicated to the failings of their looks so I promise I won't do anyhting like this for a while. Just had to do this one to get it off my chect.

Thursday, 22 January 2009

Wednesday, 7 January 2009

What is it with these fresh African girls with their scarred up faces thinking they're Beyonce?

This post is in response to a Facebook status I had a couple of months ago which got a lot of interesting responses. The actual phrase was coined by my cousin (I added the tribal scars bit) when we went to an Nigerian function together about a year ago. Now we went there just planning to have a good time and obviously feast our eyes on the beauty Africa had to offer. Unfortunately African beauty couldn't it make it that night and sent ugliness in its place as a very poor substitute.
Instead of a nice group of females who I could talk to I was faced with the hostile and snotty attitude of a group of African females. It was a thing where we had walked in and before we had even collected out plate of jollof rice and assorted meats these girls were already looking at us like we were vermin. They gave us the "Don't even try move to us, otherwise you're going to get turfed" kind of look. One of them even had the skill to cut her eyes, kiss her teeth and turn her nose up at us all at the same time. I could hear their tough African accents getting gassed cos' they thought they were the shit.
I mean I could understand if you are choong and ever since you were 15 you've had all manner of boys trying to move to you and you just don't want the hassle. But when I say these girls were ugly, I mean U.G.L.Y. I know some of you might seem that the word is harsh, but honestly there is no other word I can think of to fully encapsulate the emotions that ran through my body when I proper took time to gaze upon their faces. If you're ugly then you're ugly, there's no two ways about it. I'm sorry its just that simple.

Now on a later reflection I was wondering if there was a mirror shortage that I did not know about at the time. Because it must be obvious to someone who is good looking impaired that they are ugly. There is a constant reminder when they look in the mirror, when they pass a shop window, even when they pass a car. So I'm baffled as to where this attitude of choongness comes from. That for me is one of the audacious crimes a person can commit. To go on choong when you are ugly.

Now if your memory is failing you at the moment just lemme give you a little reminder of what Beyonce looks like:
Beyonce is no doubt a beautiful woman and it is understandable why African females would see her a suitable role model to base themselves upon. I started thinking maybe it was because these girls probably thought that they had bodies which entitled to such a sour attitude. Now we know African females are known for having bodies, but this is still no excuse.

These African girls were butterz, and i mean:

............................BUTTERZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Don't even get me started on the tribal scars I was seeing as well. You see those ones where the cuts look like the same ones on freshly baked bread. Ones where the cuts are so deep it still looks like the skin is being stretched apart. And the cuts are so deep you can start to see the white of the cheekbones.

Most of these African girls would like to believe they look like Beyonce or if they know they have a body at least like this:

But in reality you're closer to this:




Now don't get me wrong. I know a lot of beautiful African females and I love my African sisters. Its just these ugly ones that think too much of themselves that I can't stand. And ladies I'm sure there are certain guys out there that you feel exactly the same about.

All I'm saying is your daddy may have gassed your head with tales of princesses and that you are beautiful and these off the boat African guys have told you every lie under the sun to get you into bed but PLEASE stop fooling yourselves. Don't allow an ugly personality go hand in hand with your ugly face as well.

Peace xxxx

Friday, 2 January 2009

Why I Hate Ex's

Now this a blog post 5 years in the making. On my travels and numeorus encounters with the species known as the opposite sex; I always seem to find one common denominator between most of them. And that is

THE EX

I hate them, I hate them, I hate them!!!!

Now, I'm sure your wondering where all this pent up aggression originates from. Let me tell you:

In my short 21 years of life I have had the (dis)pleasure of meeting a lot of females and becoming friends with them. With these interactions it is only human that I would like to take a few of these friendships further (if you know what I'm saying). Everything would be going fine until someone comes along to f**k it up. Yep, you guessed it people...................THE EX.

I tell you people he is an abomination. A block between two people really trying to get to know each other. He is an emotional terrorist with many weapons at his disposal.
I tell you people The Ex is one of the most cunning creatures you will ever meet. And their sole purpose is to intentionally f**k up everything you and your new partner are trying to accomplish.

When you want some alone time with your new partner, he will be there ringing of her phone like a mad man. He will be there sending 10 texts in the space of 10 minutes. Ranging from "I thought you loved me, how could you do this to me?",to - "Ok I accept you have someone new, but can't we just be friends, to "Your a f*****g p***k watch when I see you!".

You can see people that The Ex is an emotionally unbalanced individual. But there is an even more sinister variation to The Ex. That is the Crazy/Psychotic/Deranged Ex.

CRAZY + THE EX = TROUBLE

The crazy Ex in public, will act well balanced, logical and sane but when they are behind closed doors and once they start feeling a little lonely all that is thrown out the window. It really is a case od Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde. The good guy disappears and the psycho comes out. I know a lot of people reading this will know at least one person that has had to deal with a crazy ex if you haven't had to deal with one yourself.


The craxy Ex persists in being a problem. They will not allow their old partner to move on with their lives in any way, shape or form. They act as if p***y is going to become extinct and the only one that is going to survive is the girl you're trying to move to. Seriously, p***y is not going anywhere, its so abundant you can find it anywhere! I mean there are plenty more fish in the sea, MOVE ON!! You had your chance just move on. Why continue to degrade yourself when its clear she will not take you back.

But there is something that really pisses me off more than crazy Ex's. It is the females that entertain their Ex's abnormal behaviour or even in some extreme cases they still like they're ex. These females I have no respect so whatsoever. They will not only lead a guy to believe they have a future together but when the times is right they will then throw him away like a used condom. I understand if you were together for 4 years and he took your virginity, and you were going to get married and all your firends and family know each other blah blah blah (all that is BS to me). You obviously broke up for a reason and if you continue to have an unhealthy obsession with your ex then you'll just end up messing up future relationships. Thinking about, I guess every guy will play second fiddle to the guy that came before him, I guess that's just how it works.

I hope this post hasn't brought up any bad memories and if your a crazy ex then I plead with you................ please change your ways!!!
And if your still into ur ex and you don't want to move on with your life then I have no respect for you and you can carry on with your pitiful existence. F*****G WASTE PEOPLE!!

Until next time people.........................................I'M OUT.

Wednesday, 31 December 2008

Forget Me Nots- Back In The Day Record Of The Week

This will be a recurring element on my page amongst other things. Now you know I Love music. Me and music have had a love affair that has spanned almost a decade now and although we've been through some rough patches we're as strong as ever.

She's down for me and I'm down for her!!

So every week I will be searching my extensive music data banks and bringing back the tunes and Da Jams form back in the day that you should never forget.

So my first Forget Me Not will actually be Forget Me Nots by Patrice Rushen. This infectious tune was released in the early 1980's and was a dance floor hit. Some of you may recognise the beat from the Will Smith song- Men In Black- which was the title song for the soundtrack for the movie Men In Black which was a Box Office Smash.

So here is my first B.I.D.R.O.W (Back In the Day Record Of the Week)
Patrice Rushen with Forget Me Nots.

2008- A Year In Reflection..........

As I come to the end of another year it is only normal that I look back and evaluate my life over the last 12 months. I'm still undecided as to if 2008 was a good or bad year but hopefully by the end of this post I would have come to a decision.

Unfortunately I came into the new year with quite a serious shoulder injury and so I wasn't able to perform certain activities as well as I would have liked to (If you know what I mean *wink*wink*). Everything from just writing to sleeping was a mission in itself and I was in constant pain. But the painkillers I got were probably the best thing about them. I understand why people get addicted to them now...............THEY ARE SICK!!
I mean they just regulate your sleep so simply, and if you know me, then you know I am a part time insomniac.

2008 and was also the year I decided to stop denying my feelings and finally admit that............... I LOVE FUNKY!!!!!!
It took a while but like any other relationship it took a while for me to realise my true feelings. I hated funky in the beginning, I hated the songs, I hated the dances and I especially hated the " I Will Be There" catchphrases. But I hit 1,2 raves and I saw the atmosphere it created and I was hooked.

Next came my mid term excursion to Florida. Now you know I love going on holiday and getting away was exactly what I needed at that time. Except for a few arguments the holiday was great.




Next came the ACS Amsterdam Weekender. It was honestly the craziest and funniest weekend I have ever had in my life. Now I know people say what happens in Dam' stays in Dam but I'm just gonna give a quick run down.

The Brighton Man dem rolled deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.........
We smoked until we couldn't smoke no more..............












I have never been so high in my life. Which was evident by the one hour non stop laughing fit I went on. There was also the sickest funky mix I heard in one cafe we were in. It actually stings my soul that I will never hear it again- it was a thing of beauty Also certain man thought they were invincible and were eating some weed cakes like it was nothing. Lets just say certain man never survived the night long enough to remember.




Certain man were hallucinating and all sorts. Conking out in raves and shit. Next time Just leave it alone!!!


And also certain man got way too comfortable with each other:


It was just one unforgettable weekend.

Then came SATS I. One of the sickest raves of the year. Well done to all the man that out in the work to make the night such a success.



Then came the deadest summer EVER!! I mean there was no sunshine. All it did was rain. I don't think I have ever been so bored in my life. But if I had to choose one highlight, apart from going to the London Motor Show, it would have definitely been going to see this:


Then around September a very ruthless streak began whereby I had to lock a certain number of people off because they were not acting right. This included my girlfriend at the time and a number of close friends. I'm sorry but it had to be done. If you were among the casualties and this is the only way you can interact with me then I wish you a happy new year and hopes your life goes well!! Shout out to my ex fiance as well........... Hope your life is still as waste as always!!

Then came SATS II. Definitely a rave that is in my top 5 raves ever. This night had everything. Good atmosphere, The sickest dj's, the alcohol was flowing like a waterfall. And to top it all off Yasmin had crippled herself, switched on the whole rave, went hospital, came back and skanked out harder than anyone else, all this on her crutches as well. I mean; you cannot write this stuff.
Yasmin I salute you!!!And only recently I celebrated my 21st Birthday. I didn't want to make anything of it but my loving friends did. So I just said lets do something simple like Nandoe's or Tinsel Town, we ended up doing both. I was only expecting like 5 people to come but I found out I ahve a lot of very good friends that will roll for me at a seconds notice.

So I just wanna say a big THANKYOU to all the people that made my 21st so memorable.

WOOOOOOOOOW......................Wat a year.
I'm still unsure but I think I'll rate this year a 6 out of 10. There were good times and bad times but I'm sure 2009 will be a great one. So i leave you with these words for your own reflection:

If you think back and replay your year, and it doesn't bring out tears of joy or sadness.......... consider it wasted.

Tuesday, 30 December 2008

WELCOME!

Well It's Finally here................................MIKEZ WORLD.
I know it took a while but I am an extremely busy guy but I've finally got it up and running so I hope you don't hold it against me. I know it looks kinda dead at the moment but I've been told the main aim of my blog has to be content and not style. But don't worry the blog will look more aesthetically pleasing given time.
Now a lot of people have been asking me what the theme of my Blog would be, and it was a question I didn't really want to answer because when I first envisioned this blog I never really had any real direction I wanted to go in. All I know is that I have my own very "unique" view of the world to say the least and people seem to enjoy it when I share these views. This blog is merely an expression of the views and experiences I come across in life. Hence my my motto:

MY LIFE, MY EXPERIENCES, MY VIEWS.


So expect nothing; but a lot at the same time.

Also just a few thank yous are in order because this wouldn't have been possible without the help and input from a few people.

I guess the #1 thank you has to go to my friend Julie aka M.I.T.S whose input on the blog has been immense. I really do consider her to be the best blogger I have read. And there is no doubt she will be helping me even more over the coming months.

Another thankyou has to go to my girl Gabrielle who I didn't even know had a blog and has been blogging for the last few years, but hey I guess you never really know your friends properly. But her advice and tips have come in handy and you can read her blog..........................here.


And just a big thankyou to everyone else who pushed me to this and hopefully I will not let you down and this blog will be every much as entertaining as you expect it to be.


NOW LET THE MADNESS BEGIN..................................