I Don't Like Homework.

-caSen

How Fucking Great

So, I was leaving school at lunch with danika and I notice this car, it's like smoking.

Way more than a overheated engine should be.

Then it turns to a dark smoke.

I'm like. Holy shit. I better call this shit in.
So I call the school, they transfer me to security.

They say, "Okay, we'll send someone to check it out."

Thinking it was a prank or some shit probably.

Anyway, before I know it.. All security is there.

Some cops and the ambulence.

Solomon was like..
"What if it was the guys birthday, or someone just died in his family,
or what if there was a shit load of cocaine in his trunk? Or maybe
he was blazing it and forgot to tap it out."
I was like, "What if it fucking exploded?!"
The car could have blown up, and started a chain reaction

With other cars in the parking lot.

And havoc would have broke loose.

But, thanks to my anonymous phone call.
None of that will take place.

......
So I pull out of my parking space,
Across the street from the smoking car.
At the park.

Going about, ehh 5mph.
And pop!
So, along with the dudes white car,

Whoever that dude is..
My car gets fucked up too.

I don't wanna be driving this shit around like this.
Like, TF?
Who would?
Ughh. I need a new car.
I love my car. But, mileage is for shit.
And shit like this happens.
Its driveable.
With a fucking huge ass fucking spare.
Ahhh.
Fuck it.
Like it couldnt get any worse.
I wish I did'nt go to school today.
This week hasn't been all that great.
Thanks to certain events.

FML.


-caSen

Camping

It was nice.
Got bit in the ear.

Suuuuper cold.
Family bonding.

Oh joy.

-caSen

I Started The Night Off Accordingly

So, I was on my way to Robs...

And I got pulled over by a lady cop;]
I'm always getting pulled over.

And for the dumbest reasons too.
FML.

-caSen

Can You Not Be My Valentine?

Here's a nice rant for ya.
Valentines.
TF.

What is a Valentine?
I mean as far as i'm concerned, it's pointless.

Now, for people in relationships,

I can see how this would be a great day for you all.
I can see where you would go all out and shit.

I mean, fuck I would.
But for you single people...

Single Guys-
You buy her shit. All cute status.
And that's about it. Like, TF?
She appreciates it.
Feels special.
All that good shit.
Your outcome?

Probably, nothing.

If by chance, you might date.

Or something.

But it's like,

You do that shit.

And you're thinking...

"Okay. Let's hookup/fuck."

[Let's get real here people,

Majority of guys will be thinking that.
Not all, but most.]

Single Girls-
You get the nice shit.
You feel special.
Shit, you might even actually like the guy.

You may hookup/fuck the guy too.

Kudos.

Relationship people-

You've been together for some time.

This could go either really good or really bad.

Good-It's magical. In so many words.

Bad-The guy fucks up on some shit,

And the girl gets all pissy.
Then you're both like.

Fuck you.

I think the day in general is stupid.

You shouldn't have America telling you

When you should spend all of your

Hard earned cash on

Diamonds, chocolate, sneakers,

Fuck. What have you.
Just because they tell you to!

I mean damn, the governmnet already

Runs most of our lives anyway!

If you love someone,

That someone knows it.

You don't need February 14th

To do so.

So basically.
My thoughts on it very nice and sweet for you on such a sweet day.
And to top it all off,

Tyler, The Creator!

Has come up with a very suitable track

For this day.

Check it out.

Download it.

And play it for your girl.
She'll love you forever.
Or maybe hate you forever.
Which ever works,

You don't give a fuck, right?
http://hypetrak.com/2009/02/tyler-the-creator-sarah/

Have a heartless heart day:D

-caSen

System Failure.

My laptop was down for 4 days.
I've realized there are priorities at hand.
I'm focusing on my schooling.
I've got like, 5 months to go?
Less?
I'm going to focus on that.
Daily posts.
Probably not.
More like weekly updates.
It's only 5 months.
They'll be gone before I know it.


-caSen

English Project..How-To

So, I had to get a "how-to" book for my upcoming English project.
One of those idiot guides or what have you.
So I thought.. What can I do...
[lightbulb] Let's just get a book on Photoshop.
In which I did.
Best how-to book.
Everyone else is going to be cooking or some shit. haha.

"We don't have a 6th"

So today.. was eventful.
Left school at lunch.
Rob, Chris, and me we're hungry as hell.
So Red Robins it was.
Ate that good shit. Left.
Got gas.
Went to Mariah's place.
Picked up the memory card...
From Red Robin's to Mariah's place,
The area was swarmin with cops.
So, I knew it was only a matter of time
Before we got pulled over.
"There's too many cops out today, its
a fucking sign. The day I ditch, fuck.
It's a sign, watch Casen.. watch.."
-T Fo0
We leave, as we're leaving outta the gate, cop follows.
Get out, 2 stop lights to go..
Switch lanes, he switches lanes.
Calls another unit thats across the street from us.
We turn.
Lights go on.
FUCK.
Pull over...





After that shit.
Get asked 20 questions.
Guess I was going 40 something in a 25 zone.
It was a damn park. No one was present.
I thought that shit only counted WHEN PRESENT
Whatever, no ticket.
And as he pulled us over this song was playing..

Good Times - Styles P


And as we left, this song came on.

Today Was A Good Day - Ice Cube


How fucking random.
Today, was a good day.

-caSen

ihate.

set backs.
not knowing what will happen.
not satisfying people.
not getting my mother's approval.
hearing the same shit 25/7.
being told "you are____", like you know me.
not having the small things I would like.
being left without answers.
and most of all.
not having chocolate chip cookies
to sooth me in my time of *#^&!.




-caSen

Post Office

Fucking lame.
I'm not going to the Indio post office again.
At least not at night.
Can't find that shit.
Too many independent streets.
Sticking to La Quinta's from now on.
Looks like FIGHT FAIR
Won't be getting their shirts till tomorrow.
Ahhh. Oh well. Another day. Another lurk.

-caSen

Tickets Suck.

Either this shit.
Or a benchwarrant for my arrest.
Eh, no.

-caSen

FIDM:Rant

So, got done with the whole thing. It was interesting. Learned some stuff. Basically, in my... line of work. I'm either a Graphic Designer, [designing with photoshop/illustrator] designing various items. Usually, in most cases. The graphic designers design for another company. Doing their shit that the company wants done. Next, is Apparel Manufacturing. That's cutting and sewing the fabric yourself. Actual designer shit. Calvin Klein, Louis Vuitton, Prada, Gucci, etc.

[Oh, and when she asked me, "What kind of brands do you like?" I said... "Mmm. Wesc. TH. Freshjive. Casen Kreation. Mishka. BBC. Johnny Cupcakes. Calvin Klein." As soon as I said Calvin Klein, she caught on. So, that just told me she's not aware of/into the other brands of fashion. So why go to a school thats not in my venue of likeliness?]

Now.. It's either the one or the other. There's no in between. Graphic Designer.. you take the classes. And you intern and work for someone else. By the time you are in it, [I think] your dreams of owning your own shit are shot. And you stick with just designing for another company. Not my shit.

I also don't wanna cut the fabric and shit, they had these fashion books. Which had "predictions" for the upcoming years fashion. In various forms. In my line of clothing, "streetwear" [if thats what you call it, it should be called diversity, because in reality, we're all different] There isn't no prediction on our shit. We're random. Exclusive. Limited. We know its hot. We don't need a book to follow telling us that it will be hot. We do our shit because we know its hot. We don't have to predict hotness. And for the most part, we're not in chain stores. Or in every shop down the street. Totally different venues of fashion.We're individuals in the fashion industry, or how i'd like to see it as...

Anyway, Graphic Designing is not my thing. I love my laptop, and editing photos and what not. But not my thing. I suppose if anything, it should be the course that I do take. I'm dabbling in it, and i'll learn some, but I don't think it's my career of choice.

Apparel Manufacturing. Not my thing. I'm not trying to make dresses and shit. I'm about limited edition clothing. Hats, T-Shirts, Accessories, ect. Which can all be done. All you need is the money, the design, and the right manufacturer to make your shit. I want people to present their designs to me. With my concept of course and make tweaks to them. I'm running my shit. Have input on my design. I also do my own designs, and run it. But everyone has their speciality, and being an artist is not mine. I mean, do you see Tommy Hilfiger in the sewing room putting his jeans together? No. The only guy I know that's on a personal level with all his shit, is Johnny Cupcakes. I mean, i've personally met him and his works goes with his image.

I haven't been cutting up fabric and drawing since I was ten. I've been selling candy. And CD's. And braclets. And movies. Whatever I could since I was ten. I'm a business man. It's my calling, owning my own thing. And that thing just happens to be clothing. It's something that I love. And it's something that money can be made in. I know how to sell shit good. Been doing it since I was a kid, it's my specialty. I run my shit. And i'll continue to do so. Even if it's not at FIDM. It's not the school for me.

There's no.. "Casen" courses there, so to say.. I'll probably be going to a state school for a business course to further my knowledge about it.

So overall, it was a great experience. Learned some things. But its just not the school for me.


-caSen

100%

I'm saying this with the bottom of my heart..

Fuck You.

With love,
Casen Fucking Kreation

Toys-R-Us Shooting

So today is Black Friday.
And already we have some shit going on.
Early today, a man working at a Walmart Supercenter was trampled,
By the crowd upon opening the doors. He died.
And today, in my valley.
A Toys-R-Us Shooting?!
WTF.
Two guys fighting over a girl.
Guy1 shoots Guy2.
Guy1 shoots himself.
They're calling it a homicide/suicide.
Shit is crazy.

...

Okay, I lied.
My laptop is bust.
Have to erase the whole thing.

Don't know when i'll be back on.

fuck.

-caSen

CONNECTION!

For the past several weeks, there hasnt been any connection.

I found other ways to amuse myself.

Other than the daily logging on of "the sites".

New posts soon.

Sorry for the inconvience.

-caSen

hello.

havent been able to post in almost a week now.

posts coming soon. check out

http://waterfallbrain.blogspot.com

-caSen

Surgery is a bitch.

Well surgery is over. And its a bitch. Friday and Saturday had to be the worst days of my life to date. Pain killers for weeks. Doing better now, not 100% but getting there. Should actually see a damn difference within a month or so.. I really dont care. I just want to breath again. New posts... when I get to them. Until then... myspace.com/casenkreation


-caSen

Surgery

I'm getting surgery done tomorrow for the first time. And if anything, it had to be my nose. I have a deviated septum, I cant breath right, I have chronic allergies too, since i was a kid. And its about time i try to fix it. All the meds work.. but I always get sick again, so im going through with it, no turning back now... Im getting a septoplasty, its where they remove some cartlidge and maybe some bone too. NOT a rhinoplasty, thats a nose job, thats like.. 5-10 G's, nahh what im doing in totally different haha

I probably wont post for awhile, so until then...

Peace and much love,


-caSen