Friend of a Rapist.

15 10 2008

Rape. It is a touchy subject for everybody. In the news there is a lawyer defending a man who raped a woman 7 years ago. The best defense this man could possibly come up for this man was that she was not a victim of rape and lied about the process simply because 7 years after the incident, she put up a profile picture of her smiling up on her myspace. So his message to any rape victim is that you should stay miserable, and never ever smile in pictures because it’s absolutely sufficient that you never move forward because you’re a liar if you smile EVER.

Now here is something else I would like to bring to light and it is part of the reason why I decided to take up a camera and start “youtubing.” That is the awareness of young rapists. You can tell me to shut the fuck up about this all you want, but all of you can kiss my ass because as time goes by, I get more exposure to blog about whatever the fuck I want. I do believe that a young rapist is most dangerous to youths because they inevitably have friends.

Now I want to ask you how well do you really know your friend? Is he really that much of a good friend? How long have you known him? Would you be so quickly to believe him based on the span amount of time that you’ve known him? We have parents in this world who have no idea what the fuck their kids are up to and when they finally realize it, they’re devastated. So saying that you “know him” and that he “wouldn’t do that” is not a valid reason to trust anyone.

More often then not a young girl is sexually assaulted by someone they trusted, knew.. By someone with a bunch of friends who claimed that they knew him well. He can easily use his friends to back him up or use god as a means of getting “innocence points” or use his friend’s knowledge of his “timidness” and tendencies to be “the quiet guy”. For all his friends know he couldn’t possibly be a terrible sexual predator, but readers. These quiet types are the most dangerous. They’re smart and they can manipulate his friends into believing his innocence and terrorize the victim by calling her a liar.

How good do you think they feel about themselves when they realize that they were wrong about her? That they terrorized someone they didn’t know or care to understand. Heartless because they only believe what they are told to believe. What they don’t know is that their friend, has a sexual assault charge under his belt and is hiding it. Very well I might add. Ever wonder why he hasn’t come out to play? Have you considered the possibility? Any possibilities? All you see is a friend. Any negative connotation seems unheard of. What a terrible waste it is to be un-observant. The young rapist and his friends have terrorized an innocent victim.

Would you give up your beliefs to trust someone you don’t even know anymore? Answer me this. Where is he now? and When was the last time you had a good chat with him? Most importantly, Do you really know him anymore? These people should look at what they’ve become. A bunch or heartless hypocrites. When they see a woman being raped by someone they don’t know it’s believable and a terrible crime. But it’s unheard of to think their friend has done the same and all of a sudden, intimidating the victim to deter her from justice she as a victim deserves. Turning into bullies, calling her a liar to protect a friend? Does that even make sense when all a long, a real liar would not go to all the trouble of getting the authorities involved. A liar will be just that. A liar. No action, no NOTHING.

It should make you sick to your stomach if you were any human. If not, then you are just in denial. How many times did you think that you can just trust your friends without a doubt? I may be perceived as cynical, but I call it being observant. You can help your friends, but there’s a difference between helping them and harassing someone for them. Don’t be oblivious to the fact that they can lie to you about something as heinous as rape. Friends are nice to have around, but like most human beings, they are out to protect themselves. Even if it means putting up a facade in front of friends. Don’t get involved in their problems. Especially something this serious.

For victims, there is a light at the end of the tunnel and you shouldn’t be scared to smile or live your life anymore. Take back your power no matter how fucked up people think you are because of what happened. What happened, doesn’t make you, you.





More over on the art subject..

12 10 2008

OCTOBER 23RD 2008
9:00PM
125 ADELAIDE ST.
MODERN ART FTW, BITCH!

Come appreciate a piece of a beautiful mind, REETBOT. Keep in mind this is not my art show.

I’ve always been a fan of art and I appreciate all forms. I was brought to art galleries at a young age and I love the feeling that I get when I see something that takes my breath away. Even though I was 12. As a field trip, my class went to see the “through the eyes of a child” exhibit where they had us paint random shit.

I painted a tiger and the art gallery coordinator liked it so much she had me enroll in their art program every sunday. I had to work had for it. They wanted a portfolio with my take on hue, shapes and color. Which is a lot for a 12 year old. At that age my mind was fixated on pokemon because of the hilarity of the character design. I had my first work of art in print and sent to England when I was 8. And I sold my first painting when I was in the 2nd grade. I went on to appreciate hip hop and graffti art. I explored it till I was 17, that’s when I was able to understand the logic behind each stroke of a pen.

Now I’m able to know where I fuck up with the first pen stroke.. I still go to art exhibits and shit, but I’m not very overt about my love for art. It’s as private as my thoughts and I’m not trying to sound philosophical and shit, but doodles are different from inspired art. I know I have the talent, which means I don’t have to diddle around everyday drawing random shit.. When inspiration hits, it hits. I’m as patient as ever when I wait for Mr. Inspiration.

I’d pretty much prefer the art exhibit over some party, thanks. I don’t want to waste my life doing something that has no purpose such as drinking every weekend. Only sometimes. I wanna live my life appreciating it. You dont see me at TYC, or OC or WHISKY DIX, why!?! Because them typical ‘AZNz’ be causin’ drama!

Man that took a lot of effort to type that stupid. Get your ass out of the pointless, typical ‘azn’ party life and get your ass cultured!

Why waste money on a terrible canad inn’s dj when you can have quality shit, bitch!?

I’m all about the quality. Going to bars where un-acreditted djs play like the OC or any other canad inns club is not my steez. I talk a lot of truth and I don’t wanna be getting stabbed up by some little cunt-bag that doesn’t know how to deal with other people’s opinions.

I’m all about being a smart asian not a ‘typical AZN’ with nothing on their brains but beef, partying and Air Jordan Sneakers. These are the ones who are shaming the asian culture. If you got balls come out to appreciate what the human soul can create. Who knows, you little lap dancing hoes might be enlightened ;)

So there you have it, folks.. A piece of me. If you’re still curious about my art check it out my art directory, I’ll try to update as much as possible. I will let you know through posts.
<3 Keo





Updates and COMIC CON!!

12 10 2008

OKAY! so I had a chance to go to the comic convention center today to check out all the awesome nerd shit that they had there. If you haven’t already heard, I’m a self proclaimed nerd. I love Star Wars and if I had the chance I would jump Mark Hamill’s skinny assed body. I took lot’s of pictures with and of weirdos and those pictures should be up pretty soon. I even took pictures with random artists I have know clue about because they were lonely looking and I wanted to boost their self esteem a bit. What are the chances of running into a ‘cute as a button’ little asian that smells good at a nerd convention? I’m sure I was their breath of fresh air after dealing with over weight smelly assed geeks all day.

On another note I will also load the Dj Ayres pictures up pretty damn soon as well! :) Shit, that was a hoot.

-Keeeo





Still Gangster.

8 10 2008

This is the shit guys. This Friday! You know where I’ll be. If you want a chance to party with me and get so shit faced, you won’t remember that I took a picture of your genitals and posted them on the internet somewhere so that other sexual predz can get a glimpse of your family jewels, this is your night! I’m pretty cool so come chat me up or something. Get your B grades or stilettes out and get your ass out to see AYRES rock the crowd with his awesomeness.

On a random note, someone buy me the Asshole By Nature – It Is What It Is album. It’s amazing. Please and thanks :)
-Keo





Blog Updates and Mid Terms, Hoe!

7 10 2008

As you may have noticed, I’ve added a few things for you guys to enjoy while you’re here visitting my weird little ass. First there’s the art gallery for you guys to get inside my little attention deprived head. And I just wanted to share a bit of my art to you guys because some of you guys need culture in your lives! I also added an event gallery that is filled with pictures of parties that I’ve been to and famous people that I’ve been so fortunate enough to meet. Thought it would give you guys a clue to come down to parties that tell you to come down to because they’re worth it. It’s also to gloat at skeptical ass bitches that front on the fact that I definitely know ‘where the party at’. Contrary to popular beliefs, I’m pretty cool.

I have to apologize for not posting a video for my 1000th subscribers and shiizz, but I’ve been studying for mid terms. I have one tomorrow for my Health Issues class. It’s one fuck of a class I tell you. My professor is British and I don’t think I’ve learnt much from him except for the fact that he’s pretty damn entertaining. Health Issues class is mandatory and shit for my career but I don’t understand why sometimes. The class is really opinionated and I don’t know exactly what to study. The class lacks substance and there is not enough material to really learn from. Just wish me luck and shit anyways. I recorded my video yesterday night and right now I have to edit it and shit so hopefully it will be up later on today. That’s enough rambling for now, I think I’ll get back to studying and lollidawb later. HEARTS AND WINGS!!!!

-Keo





Happy 1000th Subscriber, Keo! ~My Gift To You is My Advice To Eternal Happiness :)

5 10 2008

I used to be a fuck up. I was ugly, lazy, timid, unmotivated, AZN and a bullied geek. All I did was go to school did was go to school do my work and not know why I was doing it. And the differences between a geek and a nerd is that a nerd is actually smart and they know what they want in life, a geek is just a loser who does what they’re told. But one thing stays consistant, I never LIE. But I kid sometimes.. Who doesn’t?

Now I’m a model, educated, white-washed little sneaker freaking nerd machine with drive and my goals are clear, Youtube pays me now, I speak my mind with a clear conscience and the people that used to pick on me in highschool are converted into being my friends or kissing my ass or they resort to talking about me behind my back. Why the change? Because I’m in love with being happy and I’m in love with justice and I’m in love with practicality. I’m growing up. I’m no where near mature and age doesn’t make a difference. You can tell me that you’re mature because you’re 18, 20 or 30, but I’ll tell you you’re still a kid because your ass is sill on facebook. Why am I building such a correct path? Because with every passing day and every victory I claim in school and life is a kick to the faces of all those people who thought I would never make it this far. What makes this victory even sweeter? Is the fact that I can make them so mad without ever having to ever say a single nasty thing about them. All I have to go to school and get my money and all they can do is sit there and get angrier and angrier because I win by just winning in life.

What kind of shit can they talk about now? That I don’t party as hard as they do? Because while they’re getting fucked up the ass by some jackass at a party, I’m in school doing my thing hence staying out of trouble and out of the prying eyes of shit starters. “OHHH shit, Keo goes to school and work, what a bitch eh??” That’s some boring ass gossip dude. All you can do is hate me because I’m better then you by living my life occupied by positivity. And all I had to do was keep my eyes on the bigger picture. My life and not yours. Life’s too short to deal with things that can’t kill you like shit talking or what have you.

So my advice for all you people with “haters”, just go to school, just go to work get that money and spend it on higher education and master your career. Eventually you’ll see that success will drive a hater INSANE and you will NEVER ever have to speak an ounce of ill will to or about them at all. They will see that they don’t or no longer have a part in controling your destiny. YOU do. You will see, you will be as happy as me. I guarantee it. Give success a try. Being this happy is worth it.

-Keo Necra’s Words.