tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39594666627247832002024-02-18T17:45:19.903-08:00HelloLamont Colemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00715847043333171946noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3959466662724783200.post-28916929772592355622015-04-26T22:58:00.002-07:002015-04-26T22:58:35.413-07:00WHAT OF IT<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
I LOVE MINT ICE CREAM</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
I LOVE COLD GLASSES OF WATER</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
I LOVE RAINY WEATHER</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
KILLER WHALES</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
THE COLOR GREEN</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
THE SAN DIEGO CHARGERS</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
BEIN WITH MY PALS</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
SHOOTIN SUM OF DEM GUNNNS</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
SECRET HANDSHAKES</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
MY FAMILY </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
SLEEPING</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
CAMPING </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
BUT I HATE MY BIRTHDAY</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs4g7s91HsEIIQ7JVc0KMBDQI0awSiTJ3WMZAgbKu7C2stx3p_ME9dRdpycbiAqT7GxYryk-yfnU0LUVjSqagbFGxE9qppdLshU6lIyIiEj-ntfatVGLinGrQzQmcZdaBxFbskuVhRRYoK/s1600/10703652_10203355717953759_7086375166591423776_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs4g7s91HsEIIQ7JVc0KMBDQI0awSiTJ3WMZAgbKu7C2stx3p_ME9dRdpycbiAqT7GxYryk-yfnU0LUVjSqagbFGxE9qppdLshU6lIyIiEj-ntfatVGLinGrQzQmcZdaBxFbskuVhRRYoK/s1600/10703652_10203355717953759_7086375166591423776_n.jpg" height="320" width="213" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
AND I DONT KNOW WHY.</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
Lamont Colemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00715847043333171946noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3959466662724783200.post-34694007255124508972015-04-19T19:54:00.003-07:002015-04-19T19:54:48.306-07:00rememberi remember nothingLamont Colemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00715847043333171946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3959466662724783200.post-7995636970552271822015-04-12T21:18:00.002-07:002015-04-12T21:19:42.611-07:00Over the years<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Elementary School</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPTowR3sDoVXwjnUCMEapIcSd3ZFPRkm5-DB7M0VR6ETgrZsm5Sr1S_QZ59jRDlOO9gQ7PYzAizlK2u21w17x26hg6c3-63N9h_Sowuftts8ZDniqGdjEqcakJPRIVyysaoxghFlYR30z9/s1600/DC.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPTowR3sDoVXwjnUCMEapIcSd3ZFPRkm5-DB7M0VR6ETgrZsm5Sr1S_QZ59jRDlOO9gQ7PYzAizlK2u21w17x26hg6c3-63N9h_Sowuftts8ZDniqGdjEqcakJPRIVyysaoxghFlYR30z9/s1600/DC.jpeg" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Middle School </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx7bg2CpYE8uWDFxoqvdLa5Rzi6bb3crjhx5tkR3hyhHYR0cltsp_vGT7bgzbFg-v_FWIQ1ogM3f8EHyj-rao77FqXb_G3l50azkA66aJBkVwxGo0qJX2SoZUe_FcBvju44Uc92sAAH1CE/s1600/Vans.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx7bg2CpYE8uWDFxoqvdLa5Rzi6bb3crjhx5tkR3hyhHYR0cltsp_vGT7bgzbFg-v_FWIQ1ogM3f8EHyj-rao77FqXb_G3l50azkA66aJBkVwxGo0qJX2SoZUe_FcBvju44Uc92sAAH1CE/s1600/Vans.jpeg" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Sophomore year</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAOUZjcUS57CEkV-zr6LXw9IERHr6hY67r5a-vTMwozBqZ2vYxXcxxi3GsB__gTBfj79VXJCELI99Gp_y0C6qSQmHlRlspStxMrtTodGvYHDIVdZalWNpt3Ydt-LDmBO4p98UjFmPdmmtG/s1600/Black+converse.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAOUZjcUS57CEkV-zr6LXw9IERHr6hY67r5a-vTMwozBqZ2vYxXcxxi3GsB__gTBfj79VXJCELI99Gp_y0C6qSQmHlRlspStxMrtTodGvYHDIVdZalWNpt3Ydt-LDmBO4p98UjFmPdmmtG/s1600/Black+converse.jpeg" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Senior Year</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6tj4kkpHcSkjF4FoKhDmAhtxOikZDqzdj4dNHV0iGmsUGOLCUgh7YxJpi9ncuvFKde8prvWCpvaVOEDRYlGsmBPTmPft3XRuEXjogQhh0VwOE13CNL8GrLyzvTw-R886UqLokYrKCFHO0/s1600/converse.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6tj4kkpHcSkjF4FoKhDmAhtxOikZDqzdj4dNHV0iGmsUGOLCUgh7YxJpi9ncuvFKde8prvWCpvaVOEDRYlGsmBPTmPft3XRuEXjogQhh0VwOE13CNL8GrLyzvTw-R886UqLokYrKCFHO0/s1600/converse.jpeg" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Been Threw a lot of cheers and tears and in thirty two days, everyone is gonna go there different ways. </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
No more High School plays or early morning football days.</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
So live it up because thirty two days comes faster than you think</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
so you better be ready to give your high school life up. </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div>
<br /></div>
Lamont Colemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00715847043333171946noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3959466662724783200.post-5934334949427085342015-03-26T22:45:00.001-07:002015-03-26T22:45:24.192-07:00HI<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
I'm gonna miss being able to hide behind the blog names because no one could judge your writing<br />
<br />
based on who you were. but you can't always hide forever and people are gonna find out who<br />
<br />
everyone is either tomorrow or the next day. Kind of scary but I thought I might just jump the gun.<br />
<br />
So..... Good bye Lamont Coleman and hello <br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Brock Oborn.Lamont Colemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00715847043333171946noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3959466662724783200.post-6519806680973428192015-03-22T21:38:00.002-07:002015-03-22T21:38:35.562-07:00Comedians <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
My list of favorite actors.</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD8J6EuZ5u89GvmzFSGYFO_8JnMufFSg2zCJ9dHT0OUMccdvpASZUmgjxZO1R79xt-YXLctFS02AAXjLwQQJyz7mUcsf_eD9MWedDzV4gH_QhPyIedTjDHjlZsdEUZo4G983FgXz5kpSBs/s1600/jason+segal.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD8J6EuZ5u89GvmzFSGYFO_8JnMufFSg2zCJ9dHT0OUMccdvpASZUmgjxZO1R79xt-YXLctFS02AAXjLwQQJyz7mUcsf_eD9MWedDzV4gH_QhPyIedTjDHjlZsdEUZo4G983FgXz5kpSBs/s1600/jason+segal.png" height="231" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9U9gb9FObINZpGDkpRguiOsOjpYyNz10cHvLCA_ZHn_Vy3KUmJiqrGZSpbQTCZZDu3XzbJ1hD-xnHZB6j-E9L5mp4koH3x_zCkrET5DYlf21hUEvJvppwB5PTBhCzNilySb-jAtMPoSZI/s1600/Seth+Rogen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9U9gb9FObINZpGDkpRguiOsOjpYyNz10cHvLCA_ZHn_Vy3KUmJiqrGZSpbQTCZZDu3XzbJ1hD-xnHZB6j-E9L5mp4koH3x_zCkrET5DYlf21hUEvJvppwB5PTBhCzNilySb-jAtMPoSZI/s1600/Seth+Rogen.jpg" height="320" width="239" /></a></div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihLc8xA3FJYKHnE4EM1iUjwL_XoFvrVRYJRtf9o7z3O11vVzUmm-qBloUmemIbD2FlfhZMd2a6t6FnLP3rApoJlI_Ea8zU-8to4QrN7jPFyqSNabq9nOWAanK2yqhv7WcgL0NX1GpkbU0A/s1600/Steve+Carell.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihLc8xA3FJYKHnE4EM1iUjwL_XoFvrVRYJRtf9o7z3O11vVzUmm-qBloUmemIbD2FlfhZMd2a6t6FnLP3rApoJlI_Ea8zU-8to4QrN7jPFyqSNabq9nOWAanK2yqhv7WcgL0NX1GpkbU0A/s1600/Steve+Carell.jpg" height="213" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp_UCokmTx9CLRZTxz3uMBiCpUIud_F1h4pKfuQ6CT9YHQ2ASMUneKOiUuOeG5Zv1S9WD3fR0heeUpRv1K7OFLQWE7tgaDB-eNOHvHqDozMHiUPuuOaemQaoJbn9XcSrQThoVENTSVm9G2/s1600/Vince+Vaughn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp_UCokmTx9CLRZTxz3uMBiCpUIud_F1h4pKfuQ6CT9YHQ2ASMUneKOiUuOeG5Zv1S9WD3fR0heeUpRv1K7OFLQWE7tgaDB-eNOHvHqDozMHiUPuuOaemQaoJbn9XcSrQThoVENTSVm9G2/s1600/Vince+Vaughn.jpg" /></a></div>
<br />Lamont Colemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00715847043333171946noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3959466662724783200.post-28410679888858978582015-03-15T18:21:00.001-07:002015-03-15T19:56:42.120-07:00Sundays.<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;">I'm scared of sundays. I'm scared of sundays because of the small possibility that someone </span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><br /></span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;">somewhere is doing something that i'm missing out on. I'm scared of sundays because its the day</span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><br /></span>
<span style="color: #cc0000;">that </span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><br /></span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;">you're suppose to tell all your secrets to the man who is obligated to pretend to not judge you.</span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><br /></span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;">I'm scared of sundays.</span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><br /></span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;">I'm scared of sundays because my dad gets home from work on sundays and I try to think of </span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><br /></span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;">anything that I did or didn't do that would disappoint him. I have memorized the "i'm still proud of </span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><br /></span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;">you." or the "you're not a bad kid, just some the choices you made were bad." </span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><br /></span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;">I'm scared of sundays. </span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><br /></span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;">I'm scared of sundays because it's the end of the week and the fact that I can barely handle the end</span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><br /></span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;">of a T.V. series shows that Im definitely not ready for that forth sunday in may. </span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><br /></span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;">HOLY SHIT IM SCARED OF SUNDAYS!</span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><br /></span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;">I'm scared of sundays because theres just too much time for you to think. Somehow those 2 a.m. </span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><br /></span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;">thoughts are the only things I can think about on sunday and those two am thoughts are meant for 2 </span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><br /></span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;">a.m. for a reason. </span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><br /></span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;">P.S. I still miss you. </span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><br /></span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;">I'm scared of sundays because it reminds me of how close we used to be. We used to be roast beef, </span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><br /></span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;">mashed potatoes and a prayer but now were just a 6:30 p.m. bowl of cereal. </span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><br /></span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;">I'm scared of sundays. </span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><br /></span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;">I'm scared of sundays because theres just enough time on a sunday for you to start getting back up </span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><br /></span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;">but just not quite enough to prepare yourself for the sucker punch of monday. </span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><br /></span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;">I'm scared of sundays.</span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><br /></span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><br /></span></div>
<div>
<br /></div>
Lamont Colemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00715847043333171946noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3959466662724783200.post-65703713510568698332015-03-04T23:08:00.002-08:002015-03-04T23:16:23.982-08:00The little things<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">When I was a kid I was terrified of dying. I would have nightmares </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">that I got in a terrible accident</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"> and I would wake up sick to my stomach. I think I was so scared of </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">death because I felt like I hadn't </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">experienced it all I NEEDED to go skydiving, scuba diving, The </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Kristen Bridges life! I couldn't </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">possibly die yet there was so much to do! But now almost ten years </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">later i've learned it's all about the </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">little things.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><br /></span>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnqIbwu4xAmHN5rNbrF3Civ3dGfK7QABJbRbJFiRzmoUg8wk_yR84Kc6L98E7g2lSFsu3jVZ6aaPKJTjKQ92RugU0NgZ1tXfZO9GXCwpR9nNMEoqwBnQ_jRnbyBoIhwQtrpH_-XOrAZ8gR/s1600/skydiving-fantastic.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnqIbwu4xAmHN5rNbrF3Civ3dGfK7QABJbRbJFiRzmoUg8wk_yR84Kc6L98E7g2lSFsu3jVZ6aaPKJTjKQ92RugU0NgZ1tXfZO9GXCwpR9nNMEoqwBnQ_jRnbyBoIhwQtrpH_-XOrAZ8gR/s1600/skydiving-fantastic.png" height="180" width="320" /></a></div>
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">The note that someone left on my car.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">When my sister makes me breakfast on a school day cause she knows I </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">just wanted five more </span><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">minutes of sleep.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">my grandpa making me play chess with him cause the smile he gets</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">when I lost. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Some good ole Horchata.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">When my dad came to my game.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">The late night conversations.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">The phrase "whammy cablammy." </span><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnqIbwu4xAmHN5rNbrF3Civ3dGfK7QABJbRbJFiRzmoUg8wk_yR84Kc6L98E7g2lSFsu3jVZ6aaPKJTjKQ92RugU0NgZ1tXfZO9GXCwpR9nNMEoqwBnQ_jRnbyBoIhwQtrpH_-XOrAZ8gR/s1600/skydiving-fantastic.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"></span></a></div>
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">The sunday when we talk about how crazy saturday was.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I would take all the little things over skydiving any day. Theres </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">just something about them that mean </span><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">more. When I'm old I want to </span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">remember the little things. And the people with me to experience </span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">them with me.</span><br />
<br />
<!-- Blogger automated replacement: "https://images-blogger-opensocial.googleusercontent.com/gadgets/proxy?url=http%3A%2F%2F1.bp.blogspot.com%2F-Xlr5cqbMCio%2FVPf_jXfWSnI%2FAAAAAAAAAG8%2F2RPfwjWDe7Y%2Fs1600%2Fskydiving-fantastic.png&container=blogger&gadget=a&rewriteMime=image%2F*" with "https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnqIbwu4xAmHN5rNbrF3Civ3dGfK7QABJbRbJFiRzmoUg8wk_yR84Kc6L98E7g2lSFsu3jVZ6aaPKJTjKQ92RugU0NgZ1tXfZO9GXCwpR9nNMEoqwBnQ_jRnbyBoIhwQtrpH_-XOrAZ8gR/s1600/skydiving-fantastic.png" -->Lamont Colemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00715847043333171946noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3959466662724783200.post-36668402714160898492015-02-27T13:53:00.001-08:002015-02-27T13:53:18.136-08:00R.I.P.Im sorry I dont have anything to say.Lamont Colemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00715847043333171946noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3959466662724783200.post-89485586647305396172015-02-19T22:54:00.000-08:002015-02-19T22:54:19.390-08:00Another Brick In The Wall<div>
<div>
Sometimes I like just going with the flow. Its relaxing. </div>
</div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
Whats so wrong with conforming to the norm. If thats what you want to do and it makes you happy. </div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLhwgoq1BVqCIxP_7i66Kl_v1ieWoLqeEcKN7pGfZEXZDwri8UW5Ve7eygwjCyKTAyCdpWK9wLxJsEUfMTVIdI__NVBuVVuVG_C0FsyAml09mEh0MDMOUiBz9MFeEgMjtTXPWq-X1PIIWq/s1600/do+it.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLhwgoq1BVqCIxP_7i66Kl_v1ieWoLqeEcKN7pGfZEXZDwri8UW5Ve7eygwjCyKTAyCdpWK9wLxJsEUfMTVIdI__NVBuVVuVG_C0FsyAml09mEh0MDMOUiBz9MFeEgMjtTXPWq-X1PIIWq/s1600/do+it.gif" /></a></div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
No one says it better than you <span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px;">John Ondrasik. You only got 100 years to live. Might as well make em good ones! </span></div>
<div>
<span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22.3999996185303px;"><br /></span></div>
<div>
<br /></div>
Lamont Colemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00715847043333171946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3959466662724783200.post-2974495787115062662015-02-10T21:55:00.003-08:002015-02-10T21:55:53.801-08:00What is love?<div>
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhRpFaKUsx-OI7ZXIlDG1Q1vNW53OIDxfoGQI_-p1yP5_um-CTW92jdby8LqhyphenhyphenntNlNAZWn2H_4SkGEC7LjWHbqUhTHTJq5ISJZsStQOpUfc-ffMFEbj9ZSNOYzvSMYbyFKjmSFPSTwISn/s1600/walter+mitty.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhRpFaKUsx-OI7ZXIlDG1Q1vNW53OIDxfoGQI_-p1yP5_um-CTW92jdby8LqhyphenhyphenntNlNAZWn2H_4SkGEC7LjWHbqUhTHTJq5ISJZsStQOpUfc-ffMFEbj9ZSNOYzvSMYbyFKjmSFPSTwISn/s1600/walter+mitty.jpg" height="180" width="320" /></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Love is uncomfortable. You know what I mean? Love is that stupid Movie Walter Mitty. Love is talking to your parents the first time you get caught sneaking out. You took the risk, had fun joyriding your parents car in a field, but you forgot to close your window when you snuck back in. Love is a business man who stepped in gum, no one cares That you just stepped in gum, so don't tell the person on the subway about it and definitely don't tell your friends cause they are to worried about the bird that pooped on their car! Love is for crazy people. I hate the people that I love. My very own lovely mother. I can not believe the words that that woman has made me mutter under my breath. My best friends... Sometimes giving them the good ole one two wouldn't be to shabby, and how could I forget. Girlfriends. No one can toy with your emotions more than they can.. Love is toaster and you are bread. Toast is awesome but sometimes it gets burned when its in too long. Love is willing to have your brothers back.</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Love is that stupid word that no one likes to say. Its hard to say because love is commitment and commitment is hard. Love is that song that everyone has. And for some miraculous reason mine just had to have a banjo in it. Banjos suck. </span><div>
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXISxQgSVpMHs-VsfL4T6q_SRQfO2h2YUr03DfGxXAXr52z1YStE5_SdIIyPEmf6YAV4e8iqRogc9UFw8bW19vgidUs619g4j_7ldMNhFwYFRifpEeitunTGRHKEFYLTcUVIjL214CMThc/s1600/haddaway.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXISxQgSVpMHs-VsfL4T6q_SRQfO2h2YUr03DfGxXAXr52z1YStE5_SdIIyPEmf6YAV4e8iqRogc9UFw8bW19vgidUs619g4j_7ldMNhFwYFRifpEeitunTGRHKEFYLTcUVIjL214CMThc/s1600/haddaway.jpg" height="278" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
</span></div>
Lamont Colemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00715847043333171946noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3959466662724783200.post-62030116793232062102015-02-08T15:10:00.002-08:002015-02-08T15:10:41.249-08:00Rivers and Roads<b style="background-color: #ccccdd; border: 0px none; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;">"Rivers And Roads"</b><br style="background-color: #ccccdd; border: 0px none; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;" /><br />
<div style="background-color: #ccccdd; border: 0px none; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; margin: 0px 10px; padding: 0px; text-align: center;">
A year from now we'll all be gone<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />All our friends will move away<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />And they're goin' to better places<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />But our friends will be gone away<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Nothin' is as it has been<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />And I miss your face like hell<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />And I guess it's just as well<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />But I miss your face like hell<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><i style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">[Chanting]</i><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Been talkin' 'bout the way things change<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />And my family lives in a different state<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />If you don't know what to make of this<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Then we will not relate<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />So if you don't know what to make of this<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Then we will not relate<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><i style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">[Chanting]</i><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Rivers and roads<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Rivers and roads<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Rivers 'til I reach you<br style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><i style="border: 0px none; font-size: 1em; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">[Repeat 9x]</i></div>
<div style="color: #707070; font-family: Roboto, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 25px; padding-bottom: 10px;">
<br /></div>
<div style="color: #707070; font-family: Roboto, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 25px; padding-bottom: 10px;">
<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div>
Lamont Colemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00715847043333171946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3959466662724783200.post-73052736368606980522015-02-01T23:20:00.001-08:002015-02-03T21:43:38.586-08:00Pal<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_eZtnjsBAZ3EtFKfJoG0-TMSKYmpGIZ2MLSKLqDBlM3OHwNVAENwfirUGSCVWLGL2p3JdCI42-fImrKNaadQn4lRAu5RtI2wwChwS8hNVYhclPYKXoszAJxflkh4FjiQdWA5_Cy0aLRj2/s1600/how+i+met+your+mother.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_eZtnjsBAZ3EtFKfJoG0-TMSKYmpGIZ2MLSKLqDBlM3OHwNVAENwfirUGSCVWLGL2p3JdCI42-fImrKNaadQn4lRAu5RtI2wwChwS8hNVYhclPYKXoszAJxflkh4FjiQdWA5_Cy0aLRj2/s1600/how+i+met+your+mother.jpeg"></a></div>
Aint nobody messin with my clique.<br>
My compadres<br>
My amigos<br>
My Pals<br>
My friends.<br>
<br>
Lets go threw the rundown of the group.<br>
<br>
Friend 1. the kid who has been by your side since fifth grade. Probably has anger issues but would have my back in any situation.<br>
<br>
Friend 2. Taught me how to be ~cool~. Always wants what he cant have. Not the smartest in the street but gets a 29 on the act without studying. Started the trio.<br>
<br>
Friend 3. Probably my closest friend. Is in denial. Hates anyone who thinks that they are better than him. Will always have my back. No matter how much i piss him off or how much we fight he will always forgive and forget. passive aggressive.<br>
<br>
Friend 4. Has a stench of his own that you cannot miss. Life of the party. Friend 4 is the one that gets in the most fights with me. Brings us closer every time.<br>
<br>
Friend 5. The swagger king. The king of temper tantrums. HQ. hard on the outside but just a softy on the inside. Newest member of group.<br>
<br>
Friend 6. Not really from where he says he's from. Has his very own type of freakouts. Has the Hardest life. No matter how hard it gets he will always have a smile on his face.<br>
<br>
Friend 7. the way we became friends was because we were using you. But you turned out to be a pretty cool cat. Pretty clumsy and a goof ball but very smart at the same time.<br>
<br>
Friend 8. You came to my house in 8th grade and when i saw you i thought you were a douche. But later realized you were chill. Now we hang out almost everyday.<br>
<br>
Friend 9. My first friend that didnt have the same kind of genitalia as me. Hides feelings and pretends to be happy all the time. Even through all the stupid things that i've decided to do she is still my friend and has nothing but good to say about me and anyone else. Awesome influence.<br>
<br>
Friend 10. Didnt start of too well and dont know if its ended. I hope its not ended. Had a lot of first with you. Kind of weird but has the same family as cinderella. Makes me want to be a better person. Never said a mean word about anyone. Even if we are staring at walls or trying to get you to go on a roller coaster at lagoon with me I always had a good time. Don't regret meeting you and wouldnt take back any of the times we were together.<br>
<br>
Ps Friend 10 is a girl.<br>
<br>
Not all my friends but some that have had a huge impact on my life. hope "Rivers and Roads-The Head in the Heart" is a lie.<br>
<br>
<br>
Lamont Colemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00715847043333171946noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3959466662724783200.post-25651049901915811792015-02-01T14:39:00.003-08:002015-02-01T14:39:25.742-08:00CrayonsAll people ever want is what they can't have. When you were a kid with your chocolate milk stained<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
shirt and your bunny knot tied shoes, all you ever wanted was to be grown up staying up past your </div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
8:30 bed time, driving a car and not having rules. Once you get there you wish you didn't have worry </div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
about the stain on your shirt. You want a bed time and you want your crayons back. But you cant </div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
have your crayons back suckaaa.</div>
<div>
<div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
</div>
</div>
</div>
Lamont Colemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00715847043333171946noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3959466662724783200.post-50633059534867583322015-01-22T20:29:00.002-08:002015-01-23T09:17:03.674-08:00"ME"<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I am an anomaly. </span><br />
<div>
<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<br />
<div>
<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I have infinite things to say yet nothing ever comes out.</span></div>
<div>
<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
<div>
<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Something has to be inside my head disconnecting my mind from my mouth.</span></div>
<div>
<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
<div>
<span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black;">I am the person who hates disappointing people more than anything.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black;">I am the binge tv series watcher.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black;">The person who blasts there music in the car and gets so into it that he almost crashes.</span></span><br />
<br />
<span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black;">the person who knows what the right thing is to do but will cave to peer pressure like its </span></span><br />
<span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black;">nothing. </span></span><br />
<span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black;">The person who knows he sucks at writing but takes the class cause his friends told him </span></span><br />
<br />
<span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black;">too.</span></span><br />
<br />
<span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black;">The person can rap along to any Biggie smalls song.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black;">The guy knows he cant dance but cant help but flail his arms around and jump up </span></span><br />
<span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black;">and down when his jam comes on.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black;">My Paris is Living in the now!</span></span><br />
<span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black;">Not having to worry about what my plans are for the future.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black;">Not worrying about letting people down if you don't make the decision they wanted you </span></span><br />
<br />
<span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black;">too.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black;">Ill see you guys in the future but for now i'll be in Paris damnit.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black;"><br /></span></span>
<br />
<br />
<br />
<span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black;"><br /></span></span>
<br />
<span style="color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black;"><br /></span></span>
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br /></div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
<br /></div>
</div>
Lamont Colemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00715847043333171946noreply@blogger.com6