Lately...

Lately my life has been filled with ups and downs. Last weekend I FINALLY made my first official trip to Charlotte. It was for a 3 day JW event with Fri. being a meet and greet, Sat. a black & white party, and Sunday a DJ Battle. Friday I arrived in Charlotte about 11:30pm. The meet and greet was scheduled for 9pm. I told my friend who I was stayin with that I got off work late and that he should go head and go, and Ill find the place when I got there. Well when I pulled up to his apt. him and another friend was just leaving. They went on ahead while I changed to some pants inside. When I arrived at the function however...It was my shirt, not my pants that kept me from getting in the joint. Security didnt want me wearing a T-Shirt. (Im from the beach, clubs are mad lax about that on the eastern part of the state) (Oh and S/O to Melany for trying her best to get the security to let me in). So...I had to go back to my friends apt. And change into the shirt I brought for the black and white party. Fortunatly he only lived bout 10mins away. Suffice to say tho, I was only at the meet and greet for bout and hr and a half smh. It was all good tho, I think I knew just about everyone I saw there the first night anyway. Overall, Saturday was the best day I had. It also had one of the worst moments. A friend drove me around Charlotte, and I got to try out some family restaurant called the Chickenbox that was pretty bangin. The Black & White party was off the chain once everybody started showin up. And I was maaaaaaaaad tipsy that night due to excessive pre-gaming, and the drinks I had when I got there. When Im tipsy I gets my dance on, and I got it in that night. During one of the downtimes I took to rest however, one of my friends sitting next to me was checking his FB on his phone. Then he turned to me and was like "Yo wheren't you friends with this Carlton dude? Why is B sayin R.I.P. Carlton?"....I'm thinkin to myself, I only know one Carlton..this must be a joke. I didnt even want to think about it, and if it were true, so I pushed it to the back of my mind and continued my tipsy revelry. Sunday night...was wack to say the least. The venue for the Dj Battle was changed like an hr before it was to go down, due to a contract dispute. Then none of the Dj's except for the one hosting it, showed up. I would also say that hardly anyone showed up period, but actually it was more like, ppl showed, but they showed up at different times. The ones that came early/on time were leaving as ppl showed up late, which led the ppl showing up late thinking, this is wack we bout to leave too. I didnt really care tho. I had a headache (hangover? sinus?) all day Sunday, and I really wasnt up for socializing much. Me and my friend helped the Dj pack up his equipment early and then we left to get some sleep. That was my Charlotte trip in a nutshell. Of course more stuff happened inbetween all this, but I gotta keep some things to myself lol.

Anyways, when I got back home I asked around and found out my boy Carlton a.k.a. "Cease" who was one of the neighborhood guys I grew up with had indeed passed. Some of my readers may know him as CS_Fresh on Twitter. He had 2 kids, and had moved to Boston for law school. Seemed like he been in school every since he graduated HS. Apparently he'd been goin through some things none of us knew about, except maybe his mother who said in hindsight she saw the signs. That being said, he took his own life by throwing himself out a window. It seems like a bad joke. Or that there must have been foul play involved. Because that's just the type of thing me and him would've joked about. "There go another white man jumpin out a building. Niggas too afraid of hieghts to do that"....or something or such. I still remember the last time he was down here, me, him and some friends were eating at Hooters watching a college bball game, and he had the whole table rolling the entire time. He was always the most brazen, loudest, and charismatic of the bunch and he will be sorely missed by everyone that knew him.