Rotten Cheese and Vegetable Filling

Like the flavor of the filling in my title, my past week has been a pretty nasty one to me.

FIRST 

I go to blockbuster last sunday or monday and get two movies off my momma's blockbuster dvd pass or sumthin (You know the thing where you can take out any two movies at any time for however long you like). Well I get my movies and then I see this new spanish cafe` type restaurant next to it called MANGOS (DON"T GO THERE YOU WILL FIND OUT WHY MOMENTARILY) and decide to check it out. I walk in the spot and decide to order some chicken lentil soup. I was already skeptical cuz there's like an 8 year old taking my order and what looks to be a 12 year old making my soup in the back. I wait like 10-15 min for this damn soup and finally get it in this styrofoam cup-bowl. I get in my car and drive home. When I get home I hand the bag to my girl and she tells me its wet on the bottom and kind of dripping. I ignore it cuz we're in the street bout to walk up to my house. The moment I step on the doorstep this soup melts through its styrofoam bottom and the bag and regurgitates all in its insides on my NEW SNEAKERS!!!!! I have never wanted to poke the eyes out of a dumb spanish 8 year old and 12 year old girl but the urge slowly swelled in me. MORAL = DON"T GO TO MANGOS THOSE IDIOTS DON"T KNOW HOW TO PACKAGE SOUP TO GO

SECOND

I unfortunately got a speeding ticket on the way up from south jersey back to my apartment. Fuckin pigs!  

Just kidding I respect cops a lot, but in all honesty, screw that one cop who caught me.

THIRD

I'm getting out of shape and I realized this when I played basketball yesterday. My wrist hurt from snowboarding in the Alps over vacation (falling on it too much) and I got all kinda foot problems. On a positive note I can still grab rim! Maybe one day i'll dunk but not this week because I'm too angry to focus on dunking.

LAST

SCHOOL IS ABOUT TO START. OH NO.

The Vanilla Filling

So I was at school this past semester, and I often stopped by the Student Information Desk. There was this lady there named Juanita. She has this blog called Cocoa Dulce CocoaBeChillin and I liked it. I in fact liked it so much, it started me on the path to my own. So I sat there and we both tried to come up with a name (plenty bad ones), and I finally landed at Vanilla Dooba.

Why the name? Who are you Vanilla Dooba? Where are you coming from with your no-bloggin-ass tryna start a blog!?

Well I am a student in college with a million thoughts a day and I make people laugh and people make me laugh and now the internet can laugh with us. On the flip - I also make people mad and people make me mad and now the internet can be angry with us. I am mixed (black and british) so I am the Vanilla Dooba. I am a dancer, music producer, performer, and grand dickhead to those who don't like me! You know oreo's got the vanilla filling and so do I. Lying between most things is the filling, whether it be a cookie, cake, story, tooth, or day.

My blog is going to be the filling to my days. Try a taste.