Mistaken

I guess i spoke too soon by saying i will have time this weekend.  The good lord had other plans. I read the comments on the previous post. Didn't have time to respond and i stopped new comments because i had no intention of letting things get out of hand. I appreciate all the comments which were mostly good much to my surprise. Anyhoo, what's done is done. I am ready to move on.

I was just thinking that i have celebrated 6 birthdays as a blogger. There has been a lot of growth on my end, especially as i am given to introspection naturally. I think it will be hard for someone to tell me something about myself that i don't know, which is why i have no qualms telling anyone to fuck off, if they are chatting rubbish under the guise of "if i don't tell you as your friend, who will?"

Friendships....let's not go into that. I think i am done with that at this point. When someone decides to start running around like a crazy person for no apparent reason, I have no problem sitting back and letting them go crazy. I refuse to be drawn into someone else's madness.

While we are at it, I think i cuss too much. It's really not a part of my everyday vocabulary, except i am angry. I hardly ever get angry or lately if i am angry i am in an environment where i can't freely express my anger (i was stuck with an evil partner for two months, talk about exercise in restraint), so i end up not cussing unless i am relaying the story to someone else. We'll see if i can chill on the expletives when i write.


Guess who tied their hair to travel to and fro, even through one of the busiest airports in America? It's either i have no shame, I just don't send or over confidence is worrying me.

This is the exact same scarf and the exact same way i tie my hair to the gym. This one pass #nofilter, #nomakeup. 

I think i am past the point of sending these days. I figured it was either fake hair or i tied my hair. I chose comfort all day, err day. Plus, i never wear make up. That one is a long thing. Ain't nobody got time for that. I thank my mother for how i am because as a teenager worrying about wearing trendy stuff, she told me once that i looked good no matter what i had on. She might have been washing me, but those are your impressionable years and it stuck and helped my self-esteem tremendously. So mothers/fathers do good by your daughters. I mean, on a good day, I like looking nice but i realise i am more than what i have on or carry.

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My relationship with US Airways is over before it even began.This was the first time i booked my ticket with them and it will be the last. I ended up flying Delta both ways on even better flights, cos i got on direct flights on delta and arrived earlier both to and fro, but i can do without the hassle. The first customer service person i spoke to today, deserves an unexpected back hand slap directly on one eye. I'm not even going to get into the story because i am home now, it's past my bed time and I decided that they are not going to worry me.

Have a great week, you guys and don't look for trouble.