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2010

I would just like to take this opportunity to thank GOD for looking out for me as he has always done. He is the best.

I decided to bring in the NY with my brownie. First we went to church. Then we originally wanted to bun all nite with out respective boos but things didnt work out. So what else is there to do but go to a hotel party!!!!

All in all it was a fun nite. I gave my # to 2 guys.. idk y cuz they were both yellow and Im like my men butter pecan tan. lol. One of them was 6'2" so that did strike my fancy. All in all it was a good nite. We were the last ones to leave the room after our host started urlin and passed out on the bed. I didnt get home til 6am. THANK GOD I MADE IT.

I had been up for a full 24 hrs. I had to drop Brownie off and then drive home to West Bumba (Never thought I would say this but I will be ecstatic when we move!!!). I dozed off a couple of times, was over the double lines and everything. I called a few ppl to talk to me until I got home and no one picked up.... LOSERS!. God had my back. And when I made it to my house all I could do was say let out a tear as I hit the pillow.

Come to find out that the second guy I gave my # to had "sexually assaulted" (why dont they say raped?) a 17yr old girl in that same room we were in sometime after left and out host had passed out. WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!! Once again I say THANK U GOD. That could have been me. He kept askin if we could have some "personal time" and I was like u can sit here and talk to me. Then we went in the bathroom and he started to rap me up. He tried to close the door but I was like "I'm claustrophobic so we gotta keep that open" lol. I am such a liar... but a liar who wasnt sexually assaulted....

God looks after children and fools... since I turned 21 already I guess Im the latter....

Nonetheless its 2010!!!


The year of the Graduation....
The year of Change....
The year of Growth....
The year of Blasphemy (Unwanted of Course)......
The year of Love......
The year of Baby.....

Thats right blogamily.... this year will definitely be action packed. In a mere 4 months, 16 days and 6 hrs, (May 5th @ 2pm for all u math challenged folks) yours truly will be a college graduate. Can you believe it???

If you asked anybody that knows me, they would say yea. Everybody thinks Im such a square, on the straight and narrow. X told me that my head is cemented to my shoulders... SMH. I wish ppl would stop type casting me. I am human, I make mistakes (even tho I dont like to) and all this pressure of everyone having expectations on me is terrible. Thats why this year I am dedicated to making this the year of the Morgo.

Oh in approximately 5 months, yours truly will be welcoming a baby. Right now we call it Fuzzy. Next week hopefully the Dr will reveal lil Fuzzy's gender. I am hoping for a BOY but if its a girl I cant say that I will 100% hate it. But seeing as how I have already nickname the baby Fuzzy, I think it fits a male better than a female.... FUZZY DONT LET ME DOWN.

The year of Love? Maybe, Maybe not. There is a saying that "you will never fall in love if you dont believe someone will be there to catch you." Thats so true. I trust no one. Maybe I might find someone to take a chance on this year... whatever God has in his plans for me.

My family thinks that I am going to bring home a white man for my hubby. Ummm.. idk about that. Its not that I am opposed to interracial dating or anything like that. Its just I love me sum hazelnut dark chocolate... mmmmm... lol

Anywho. thats all for now.

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Crazy on Deck

How is it that I always manage to attract crazies???

Remember Texas? He is tryna get back on the scene.. His latest stunt is him tryna make me his GF.. Like WTF.. why is it that the ppl u want attention from, you cant get but then u get all this uninvited attention ....

But yea. Here is the text convo. This is after an AIM session in which he tells me that when we aim, my name comes up as “My Future Girl”. And I was like… really tho. How can I be ur future girl when we barely aim and u’ve only called me once.. lol :

T: Morgo, I would really like a chance with u

M: A text tho?

T: You want me to tell you over the phone?

M: Well I wouldn’t take you seriously either way but via text makes it more of a joke

T: Why wouldn’t you take me seriously?

M: I just wouldn’t

T: But I wouldn’t lie to you, I promise

M: If I had $1 for everytime I heard that and then $1 for everytime those same ppl did lie I would be BALLIN

T: Im not like the rest though Morgo, you believe I am?

M: Im not tryna typecast you but its just been my experience

T: I understand that but Im not gonna play with you. You deserve better than that (whats happened to you in the past)

M: True

T: You believe me? I mean do you trust me?

M: No. But its not personal. I just don’t trust ppl in general

T: iight.

Your man took it way back to middle school with the "can I get a chance?" LMBO. Really tho? My Nikki think I was harsh on him. I think I was very politically correct and took it easy. I could have chopped him real quick... But i know how sensitive ppl are and if you are crazy enough to ask me to be your GF and you dont really know me, there is no tellin how PSYCHO you really are...

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Texas

I met Texas a week ago yesterday. We have been chatting pretty much everyday since. He is nice. But too nice. You guys know how I feel about nice guys. Let me change that. He is whack.

This is devastating news. I really wanted to like him. But the more we talked, the more his whackness became apparent. I will now share snippets of the whackery.

Whack strike 1:
HIM: I got something to tell you
ME: which is...
HIM: if I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put U and I together

Whack strike 2:
ME: whats your middle name?
HIM: ******* what about you?
ME: *********
HIM: That's pretty
ME: thanks. my mom thought so as well. lol
HIM: Lol you're welcome. Give your Mother a hug for me, for havin' such a lovely child lol

Whack strike 3:
HIM: I noticed I smile a lot when I talk to you
ME: why is that?
HIM: it's hard to explain, with me trying to explain it, you're amazing
ME: why do u think that?
HIM: other than you being beautiful on the outside, you're beautiful on the inside. Very adaptable. The second day we talked, it seemed like I knew you for the longest time. I connect with you like no other lol

Sorry Bud. Urrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr OUT! I def think ima have to toss him to the side. I appreciate a comment here and there and I like attention as much as the next girl (ok maybe a lil less) but I honestly feel like there is a fine line between sweet and sickening. Back to the drawing boards...

I would like to thank My Nikki contributions to this post. Look out for her on my 100th Blogtacular special.. comin in about 11 posts and roughly 2 weeks!

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