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I feel like singing…but can I?

Sing for me Hyde *__*

I feel there is a hidden rule in the world that says everyone can sing.  Yup, I said it sing.  I know you probably thinking of someone in your close network of friends and family that totally sucks, but hear me out.  They can sing if they were taught, see I didn’t say by themselves did I huh?  But they actually could either way.  They just won’t be singing tunes you would like to hear or want to groove to.  So you go well, dang homie, you stated the obvious so what’s the point?  Well here it is.  No matter how bad someone is at singing, it’s all about expressing yourself.  So why should be silence someone who wants to voice their mood or thoughts in song?  Lastly, if they really really suck like myself, as long as you can hold a note, throw some auto tune on it, and BAM a hit, well still only to your own ears, and maybe a few others who can’t help but to hear.

On that note, I am off to go sing on auto tune…I sure hope I come out with a HIT. lol

Have you ever tried to sing and people say shut up?  Can you actually sing?  Have you tried singing on auto tune?

Thanks for reading
Richardo

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I remember when I use to go outside

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I remember the days I use to go outside, but now I just curl up inside and watch the rain pour and pour through my window on these lonely new york weather.  I want to go outside and remember what warmth feels like.  I want to go outside for a walk to the park and have a great conversation and can feel the sun shine on my cheeks as a I smile.  I want to go outside and ride a bike and feel the wind blow between my toes (sandals) and my hair.  I want to see the kiddies run around in joy to see their friends and be excited not to be trapped in the house and have to watch everyone having fun on tv and they can’t.  I remember the cool and thrilling walks in Manhattan at such spots like 42nd street times square, 34th street Harold square and even in the expensive but friendly 59th street where the sights are the high rises of beauty.

I want to enjoy the outdoors as I remembered them again, but with all this rain in New York City, I may not get to.  I can sure hope for a sunny day in the meanwhile.

Do you like the rain?  What do you do when it rains?

Thanks for reading
Richardo

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The people I poke

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Call me a poker is like, but I poke.  I pokes people who looks like they would poke back.  But to my surprise, who ever I poke don’t poke back.  Damn you Facebook, you just cryptically playing me huh?  I should beat you down, but you know what I like you.  You were good to me at a certain point in my life, now you just annoying to look at.  You are like my side chick, someone I fluff up and poke and pinch when i am bored.  I guess that’s how you treat me back.  Facebook, please allow all the cute and sexy girls in the world poke me back and oh yea, let’s get me to a million friends.  People call them spammers and stuff, I call them just people and opportunity.  People shall just stay in their Facebook bubble I guess.

Do you poke random people on Facebook?  Do random people bother you when they poke you?

Thanks for reading
Richardo