Get Well Soon!

Although I started "blog-posting" a few months ago, I was more of a reader rather than a writer. There are blogs I read all the time because they are SO interesting and entertaining and I'd love to meet the person behind the words..because in blogland, you can't hide who you are..

Mia's was one of them, and since I started posting, I really look forward to reading her comments. She makes me laugh (Alot)!

Mia's a toughy and she'll get through :D

P.S. Mia, look at the bright side, when you're in the hospital, IT'S ALL ABOUT YOU, so take advantage and ask for anything you want hehe! and During times like these, u know who you're friends are...Y
You ARE very lucky to have a friend like chopperdude. :)

Weekend Bitch

I cut off bitching in real life, it's killing me, so I’m gonna start speaking in here. The reason is because I hardly trust and then you never know how it comes back to u. I’m gonna make it a weekly thing and let’s see if I feel better and more chilled.. If you guys wanna bitch too, feel free to join.

‘N’: I can’t stand the way you repeat things a gazillion times. You sound like a radio from the way you speak with no pauses. Please, take a breather. It will make you less agitated all the time and try to smile during meetings rather than look like you’re ready to take a blow. AND please HYGIENE. I wanted to kill you after u couldn’t stop touching ur eyes, and ears and then MY MOUSE. Eft.

‘R’: Your body language and eye contact piss the hell out of me. The way you stand right behind me every morning before the meetings, REALLY MAKES ME wanna turn around and SCREAM. PLEASE, we don’t need to go together and when you speak to me, don’t come too close.

‘S’: The fact that you’re getting married with your colorful background is SO UNFAIR. SO SO UNFAIR.

‘G’: The reason we don’t hang is because you wanna dig things out of me all the time. I don’t have valuable information. I’m not a gold mine in Nigeria. I haven’t seen in u ages. Sadly, I don’t miss u, The WAY you front, copy my style and try to be ‘ME’ is annoying. They told me, I never believed them and now I can see it. Make it less obvious sista and be real. (Not everyone should like u) I feel like a kid saying this but can’t do nothing when u act like one ALL THE TIME around me.

‘N’: Your messages every week with the same question annoys me. CHANGE THE question. In emails, messages, on the phone : you ask me the same GODDAMN QUESTION. Movies suck and I say that to u EVERYTIME. So change it with dinner or something until a good movie comes out.

‘N’: Your Hollywood lifestyle is really not cool. You know why I think so? Because you’re it’s not original of u. Everything you do is because others have done it - although the way you do it is way better. Oh ya, I’d rather you keep personal things we talk about between us rather than share them with ‘foreigners’ who YOU KNOW and I have warned u will blab it out in the spiciest way.

Now, I let it all out but don’t mean I don’t love em. There’s just some stuff…. Sometimes…. I need to get off my chest.

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Relax your Mind

I wish I could unzip everything in my mind that doesn’t matter and reach the point where my mind is free from perplexity. Pure Mental Bliss. I realize, as we age, there’s always something to make us sweat. Anything from career goals, family expectations, health… to the destructive effects of global warming, death, afterlife..I could go on and on, but I’m starting to give up. I wanna put an end to these needless worries and focus on what I want only. However, I can’t focus on what I ONLY want because there are so many things I want for others more than myself and in that way I’ll feel comfortable getting what I want. I don’t know if I’m making any sense. Some of the ones I love don’t perceive it. But how do I know if they do or don’t. Does my subconscious know better than me?

Even though I block thoughts, I’ve been successful to blocking past thoughts and converting them to good memories. What engages my mind are thoughts to what might happen in the future. I’m trying to block those too, but I find it difficult because I always go back to them.

Slowly, I’m getting sick of all this because I can’t keep up. I’m starting to let go and let faith show me the way. Some people miss it for being careless and selfish. Let them, in the state of mind I am in right now, it doesn’t bother me. Although it bothers me less and less everyday, I don’t love them less. Because I hardly express it, they don’t know.

My Brother is 'the one'

"She’s my friend because she wants my brother, I can’t think of anything else".

When she said that, I gulped in amazement and thought ‘what the hell is up with her?’ No doubt, if she’s fussin about her gurl, she definitely belives I want the “lady-killer” too. ‘Fake friendly’ relationship, I had to speed up the check cuz I needed to bounce.

I hear people saying this about others like ‘ya she’s her friend because she wants…’ But What shocked me is that she actually said it…OUT LOUD. Why can’t they stop dwelling on such issues and focus on having fun. Whatever happened to sincerity and an honest friendship? WELL. Even if she wants your brother, don’t say it. Don’t even think about it. Gurl, Your brother ain the only guy around.

These A-list Judgers are far away from content. Even if they think they are, they’re not. Happiness is within and as long as they point out flaws in others, they wanna make themselves feel better because they feel they’re wack.

We need more shrinks, these ladies need to explore themselves. Why am I even callin them ladies? They’re a bunch of gurls with a teenage head-set. Only with time they’ll realize that what goes around sure comes slappin back their sorry asses.

Lunch in the office would've been better

Lunch didn't go quite well. First of all, the moment I walked into "Shakespear" (restaurant branch) I sensed the dirt, I'm very fussy when it comes to touching things in public like opening doors, ATM, Menus...let alone sensing bad hygiene in a place I wanna eat. THE boring MENU didn't help either..The other Shakespear branches are cool but this one needs to close down.

The menu's a standard vanilla. Calamaris, Caprese, pizza, anything Italian nauseates me now. It's because I O.D.'d on them. Anyway, I thought eating banana chocolat CREPE for lunch ( I had dessert) was the safest bet since they make the crepes rite there where I can see..I knew I made the rite choice because the lettuce in my friend's salad looked like it had just been washed and thrown on the plate and my other friend's unappetizing main dish looked like they gave up on creativity.

While eating, my friend who is SOO UNHEALTHY (lives on fries and coke) told us what she thinks is a tasty combo. Let me repeat: MS. UNHEALTHY's recipe to soothe those taste buds:

ZA3TAR SANDWICH with twix and french fries INSIDE (the sandwich).

The sound of it was so revolting. I completely lost my appetite. I Love trying out different things when it comes to food but not the above. I don't know maybe I'm being too harsh by critizing it without trying, but imajining a bite of it makes me shiver, let alone the beautiful sight.

Un- Gracious

Cute, alluring, blah blah.. Let's look at reality.

What kind of bitch steels another woman's man? When you've got it all, there are plenty of 'single' men to choose from . why somebody else's HUSBAND. (Boyfriend is okay but still depends) I'm not only referring to the brangelina "fairytale". I've heard stories everywhere and the ones here are just as scandalous.

Whatever happened to guilty conscience?

My collegue told me that her friend who's done milcha is still involved with the married guy she's sleeping with. She can't stand her husband who's so in love with her and doesn't know wat to do to get him off her ass.

1) Why hook up in the first place
2) How Come gurls like her find men who die for them while theys cheating
3) Where does she have the time to work more than one man

It's not just her, but gurls of her nature, are very lucky with men. Married gurls are on a role because they can get away with it and men are just taking advantage of them and having fun. It goes as wild as men taking money from these skanks. The sad part is that most of them are mothers.

Things are getting shadier everyday. Noone's watching, it will never stop and I don't know who will suffer the most. The kid will be no different, and there, the cycle continues.

What a life.
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The View

Shattered spirits, a pain she was always going to remember as it cast an eternal tattoo of wounds in her heart. Eventhough, the warmth of cordial love ceased to knock in to her life, rather than give up, she decided to take another route. A look back into the routes of passion.

Looking back into the history of arts and music, What drawed these artists to creating their abstract manifestation that brought them fame after their death. By admiring their works, I realize that after their suffering milestones that inspired them to their works do they gain the fame and fortune which occured after their death. Wouldn't have they been happier, if they could actually relish what we are appreciating nowadays towards their work? Why is it that it took us so much time to honor the nobility they possesed? So much time to figure it out after the grief of their death. If only man could appreciate the works at present to draw the whole truth of their works rather than half of it.

Past prodigies remain influential because they created a new form of life. Life by manipulating the mind and body in order to nurture the side of us that avoids experimentation because of the fear of failure and bringing out a new person within us.

We carry our wounds, but to overcome the sorrow, we should pick up different parts of history and re-enact them as the accomplishment of doing so expands the notion of thoughts beyond boundaries. The past is a huge pool of talent, it's only up to us to discover the untouched and ignite the flames of a beautiful panorama into life.

Hence, to her, pain was translated differently.

Chocolate Factory

For the past coupla days, I've been too lazy to change R. Kelly's "Chocolate Factory" in my car, So I've been listenin to it non-stop. And, for someone who pays attention to words, For all the

Ladies: Roberto knows how to make a woman feel like a reel woman.

Men: Roberto Can teach you how to make a woman feel like a reel woman. ;P

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Advice "Please"

So far, most of my friends or family who've ever asked me for advice, DON'T LISTEN. I mean, Look, u don't wanna take it. Don't ask. Why ask and do the opposite or anything BUT what i've said. When I tell them, they start trippin.

Occasionaly: I ask for advice. and the reason I ask once in a blue moon is to reassure myself. I quit asking them because life's too short, I don't give a shit and I do what I feel is rite. I don't listen either. L.O.L. If it turns out bad, I look at the bright side and look at the positive things that will come out of it, which can change my perspective about certain situations that I would have not known if I didn't make the bad move. I.E. my stupid last job.

So, Why do we ask for advice unncessarily. To feed our uncertainties and to reassure ourselves , but the truth is, it's hard to figure out wat we want. BOO-HOO. It's alrite, because everyone has the same problem. We're always gonna make mistakes and learn from them. Some people don't learn though. Even after 10 bitch slaps (from life, not me ha ha)and a million answers to their questions, they's still makin their own moves. It's cool with me, but let's talk about something useful then.

The worst feeling is when someone doesn't acknowledge my ideas or advice. Why ask then? Why do I have to answer and then feel stupid. Oh Well ;0