Tuesday, July 29, 2014

Time waits for no one

In the midst of being in a fast paced environment, Lynn finds herself in a frenzy. A frenzy for what? To find the perfect career? To marry the amazing man? To cook the blazingly appetizing dinner? She, and like many women her age, yearn for more.

But seriously, who am I kidding? I sometimes feel like I am alone in this thing called life. Yet, I find myself reminding myself that I am truly not alone. Alone was when I was 21 or 22, foolishly finding myself in my bedroom dying to my true self. I did not know what pleased me. Or what would make me happy. I would cry for the notion of being misunderstood. Or cry because I knew that I couldn't live a life just to please my own yearnings. It seems pretty animalistic to me.

And here I am again. Three years later and for some reason I know I have moved significantly further in my life. Career wise, I have completely changed. It seems like I stopped caring about what people thought and started listening to my own self. I actually started caring about my own feelings versus what I would look like amongst my peers. Because really, I probably will only see these people over social media and thats it.

There are people trying to come out the woodwork of my past. I'm like, "NO YOU SLIMY LITTLE BUMBAWEIRDOS" and stuff them right back in the cracks of my memories. Nevertheless, I know that this can only work for so long. People know each other. Circles get smaller and smaller the older you get. You tend to cling closer to your relatives because they are the most familiar things since sliced bread!

How I miss the beginning months of undergrad. So young. Fresh. And new.

Now, seasoned in this thing called life, I know that things are only cooking up.

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

Strawberry Letter "Drunk In Love"

This letter has touched my heart. Flat out...the Lord is speaking through BG. Granted, I was not the one who wrote the strawberry letter, I can completely understand this letter wholeheartedly.

Whew. Preach.

Monday, January 27, 2014

Blatant testing

The Lord must be teaching me something in this household of women. Because no where else in the world would people "mindlessly" do things that is stupid. Yes. Stupid. I could say ruder words but no, I'll refrain.

I purposely have my own toothpaste, mouthwash, face wash, etc. However, I have that ONE roommate who actually doesn't believe in using her own things but thinks everything in the bathroom is for the community. No ma'am. This isn't "community" items here. Buy your own stuff, stop using mine, and get a hearing aid when I say this one more time in the sweetest, and nicest tone as possible: STOP. USING. MY. THINGS. Period.

Now this'll come up over and over, but I think I'm thoroughly done keeping things in the bathroom. I'm actually going to treat the bathroom like I used to in the college dorms freshman year. Bring a pail and carrying my beauty products in it. Yup, thats sad because, here I am trying to be an adult and worry about my own items and negros wants to be uber special.

I really want to try to like some folks, but when they do stuff like this? Mindless or purposefully done things like this...le sigh...I just want my stuff untouched. But everytime. EVERY time. SMH.

Just replace my ish. Don't use it. Don't use it!

SMH. I'm done. DONE DONE. Lord forgive me because I might have to call a meeting about this.