Showing posts with label Week 27/5. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Week 27/5. Show all posts

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Aiight.
So here is another link to some more photos from last semester.
They range from us recording in the studio--pics from our Spanish class at Universidad Tecnologica de Panama (above murals on point)--going to see TORTUGAS climb into the ocean--eating passion fruit from a tree--and even being barefoot. Jair's chancletas broke when we were swampin it thru a low-tide river to get to the island where we watched baby turtles crawl from their burrows of birth into the ocean of life.
Haha. He was really just kicking it barefoot.
Shoot, gon head then Jair, gon head.
TATTTTTTOOOOOOS
getch yurs right HERE!!

These are photos from last semester when we decided to become the most tatted cohorort (new word - pullin a Danez!) in First Wave. Had to represent, you know how we tend to tenderly in general commonly DO. Or, now you do.

We got B.White, D-Nast Smif, and yung PYreezy on the tattage deck.

Check it out
or
GUESS WHO JUST RECORDED THE TIGHTHEST MOST BEAUTIFULEST AMAZINGLY FREAKIN SOULFULLY SWEEPING YOU OFF YOUR BIG OR NOT SO BIG OLE FEET?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!?

yup she did.

Kelsey PYRO Van Erteezy

We gon see bout getting that to your very own homemade ears but till then just imagine how brilliant it is by looking at this fly pic of her.

grindin. we be.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

FRESH OUT THE MIL 414!!!

FRESH out the Mil
First Waves Own

¡OYE!
DEBUT PROJECT ft. KLASSIK
(free download)

Monday, February 8, 2010

Lady in orange hair

You’re the colors on the wing of a butterfly,
the way they blend into their surroundings,
perfectly create new,
yet unique enough to catch the timid eye

You are not shy in your capacity to love
It pauses me
how open your heart is
If they just give you a chance,
I know you’ll love them,
Like you did me

This is nothing like goodbye,
or even see you later
because you cannot say these things
to someone who is always with you

I don’t need to tell you
how brilliant your spirit is,
or how much of a sister
you have become
in time it takes to build trust
between strangers
because I hope you know,
like I know,
that every time I think of you
I’ll be smiling

Alida Cardos Whaley


So, Aura is leaving us tomorrow morning. She will be in Florida this time manana evening. Crazy. I wrote this for her. But, don't tell her just yet. It's a surprise for the trip to the airport.