The Evolution of Me

Just saw a m effin tweet that really pissed me off.. This beotch gonna tweet "InNoWayShapeorForm should a darkskinned girl be considered attractive"

WTF.... why not? And to top it all off the girl was a BAB.. Basic Ass Bitch.... I kno several dark skinned girls who could shit on her on their worst day and her best...

I kno people are entitled to their own opinions or whatever but even still i dont understand why you would post something like that to Twitter... attention seeker? Maybe....

It just annoys me the level of ignorance still exists.. UGH!!!!

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Last week, we had a 2 day mandatory training... a little session called "How to Save a Document 101"... cuz basically thats what we did. Spent 2 days learning how to save a document using the new software. My question is, these government employees are getting paid 5-6 digit salaries and dont have basic computer literacy skills???

Thats neither here or there.. during training, one of my coworkers pointed out to me this guy who apparently never washes his hands after using the bathroom..#PAUSE!
WTF u mean this guy dont wash his hands.... Thats just NASTY!

Anyway, ever since the training, this guy has made it a point to stop past my cube and make small talk with me. Touching stuff. I am repulsed. I just want to lysol down my entire cube.

Some things just shouldnt be allowed.

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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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I am in the foulest mood. Have been for the past 3 days...Havent felt like this in a long while. For 3 very legitimate reasons, 2 of which I will share... 1. Code Red Man Down.. and 2. Today 10/9/09 makes it officially 6 years since my Grandaddy passed. I feel angry, annoyed, sad, bitter, lonely, crazy, just everything. The 3rd reason Im not ready to talk about but dont worry, u know I dont keep many secrets from u.

Ugh. This weeked was supposed to be fun. I made alot of plans. I was excited. Now I dont wanna do crap but chill in my room by my self. I dont want ppl around, tryna make me happy. I just kinda wanna stew and let these emotions work their way out. But at the same time I dont want to let me situations dictate how the rest of my weekend will go. This designer called me and asked me to come to her casting call for a show she is doing. Its tonite but its all the way in MoCo. I dont feel like driving. I dont feel like trying out. I dont feel like anything. She is gonna pay me but even $$$ isnt motivation enough for this mood. Ugh.. We will see if I go...

I stole this quote from an associate : "You cannot control what happens to you, but you can control your attitude towards what happens to you, and in that, you will be mastering change rather than allowing it to master you..... "

The realest ish I ever read and rewrote...

Peace Bleeps!!!

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