I saw the posts today. Haiti barely survived category 4 hurricane Matthew. It killed over a 108 people, destroyed homes, bridges and other infrastructure. People might be wondering why didn’t they prepare for it? You have to remember they are the poorest nation in the Caribbean. They are prone to landslides due to a lack of trees because they use them for fuel. So all in all they prepared for it the best they could.The hurricane wasn’t even forecasted to go their way but that’s the thing about storms, they’re unpredictable. So pray for Haiti and help them in any way you can.
Women were cursed. I mean from you read the bible before Eve even ate the apple we were cursed. First off we were only made as an after thought. A thing really because man got bored. So I guess for entertainment purposes . And y’all wonder why we got so many Instagram thots and why we’re so over dramatic. We were never intended to be made. Secondly we doomed the entire world by eating an apple and frankly men and ourselves won’t forgive us. Thirdly we get monthly cycles with searing womb pains. It’s as if we are being ripped aside from the inside. The most discomfort men may feel is when they have to close their legs and their balls don’t have enough space to drop. Fourthly , pregnancy. We have to carry them for nine months and go through intensifying bone breaking pain to have children which sometimes end in our death. And people love to say especially men “it’s a gift”. The hell? The baby is a gift , pregnancy is a nightmare. Can you imagine a woman’s vagina splitting open. Stretching to push out a whole baby ? Fourthly we are on the receiving end of sex. We get the pounding. All men have to do is stab. Not advocating violence but you get the drift. We have to feel the pain, and the stretch. Women have to literally take everything. Lol no wonder I’m a virgin. Fifthly men can have sex and walk freely from responsibility. The woman will always be stuck with the child. Not to mention the double standards. Men are known more as men when they have multiple sex partners women are known as whores. Sixthly we have to squat to pee. You can just point and shoot. Seventhly (is that a word?) Men can have sex with no proof of them being a virgin. Women bleed, they have something called the hymen.This is a membrane that partially covers the vaginal opening. It’s like opening a brand new gift. So unless you wear tampons. They’ll know. Lastly women were made with fantasies and romance and love dancing in their heads and big red hearts and men were just made to break them. All they do is update their Facebook profile and info and move on from one woman to the next. They don’t have much care or feelings unless they feel to. It’s like a switch. Plus men don’t have to worry about their physique or being handsome. They just have to look good and smell good. And a man that smells good is life. You just need to wear a good cologne and I am yours, I just forget my name and everything. You don’t have to say anything just let the cologne do the work. I’ll follow you anywhere lol. Seriously anywhere. You can either have money or a huge penis or just a rocking personality. Women have to do so much to look good. We have to shave , we have to wax, women even end up doing butt and all those surgeries to look good. They have to worry about being tight, irreplaceable, pretty, nice personality, we get used and abused. It’s just a lot of fucking responsibility for a human after thought. Plus men get more pay and position and respect. Men just have it easy.I mean you guys can keep starting over your lives until your 120yrs old. We can’t after menopause. Plus we have to do housework. Women just get the rough end of the deal.
Life has been spectacular. You know showing up to classes, walking with an extra swag, breaking hearts and shit. I even met some new people you know, maybe future friends. I’m just on a roll and the thing is if you met me in real life I don’t swear out loud or much. Most times internally when I do swear and I guess on wordpress I feel like i’m streaming in my thoughts. Woke up this morning, did laundry, showered and raided a guava tree with my room mates, ate breakfast, watched a snippet of Girlfriends that was on tv. It’s about Jones complaining that the guy she is with is gay only to find out he’s a sex addict. It was so funny. Is anybody here a sex addict? I think sometimes if I was having sex I might turn out to be a sex addict.Sigh , okay more or less turn out to be one. But then do you have to have sex to be a sex addict? I guess that’s why the sex comes before the addict.
So I watch some Youtube music videos, check my emails a kachillion times and just idle on social media a bit (twitter etc.) so I can delay doing any actual school work. And what do I decide to do next? Go on wordpress because I feel like I haven’t made a post in so long.
So i’m just home for the day because I have an evening class and i’m just hanging with my room mate who heaven knows I can’t stand sometimes but she’s nice. Don’t know why I chose so many evening classes because it’s creepy in the evenings on campus. But i’m not much of a morning person. I feel for fast food today. Think i might order some bbq and fried chicken with fries and soda. I mean there is no point in staying all skinny for people and their messed up perceptions. I’m kidding I can eat a ton and not get super fat. Going home tomorrow. This semester I feel more alive. Is it a good thing I don’t think so. But who am I to say this early in the game.
I’m back at Uni and life starts squeezing me by the throat. I also realize something. I’m more rash nowadays as if I’m trying to get God or deaths attention. I’m normally the person who calculates the distance between steps before I start walking down. Now I’m the one that leaps of the railings to see if I can jump over all those steps (22 to be exact). I guess my barrier broke because honesty just comes out without thinking of other peoples feelings. I’m even more into taunting guys than I was before . I think its the rush you get when your doing something the world doesn’t approve of or just doing what you want.It makes you feel alive. It’s me playing with fire ,passing my fingers through the candle flame praying I get burnt. I don’t want to do uni , I feel my life has frozen still. I want to go. Somewhere anywhere in the world. To just be. And I feel like no one can stop me. I think the problem with me is I’ve never been a bad child for fear of my mother. But then again I’ve always developed late. I can feel my grades slipping and life being squeezed from me and the only way to breathe is to do something outrageous that haunts the mind. So this semester I can solemnly swear I’m up to no good.At least my experience list will soon be full. I just want to be free. I feel like my life is some how summed up in the trailer below.
I’m fine , my last post was just me being extra sad because well I’m a girl and I’m on my period so of course Im going to exaggerate. I’m not technically broke I have three quarters of my pay left and I’m not hungry lol.So I got some sleep and took a shower and life feels better. But life is that is Greek story and that’s how it feels to me. But I don’t give up. And my brother leaves in a few days so I get his room and the couch is really comfy lol and I kinda chose it.
I guess what I’m trying to say is I stopped looking at the negatives or rather mind complain. Have a happy Sunday! 🙂 (if its Sunday where you live)
I think we all have our breaking points. I’ve found mine.I’m tired of the cycle. I get something, I lose it. Some people get and never lose it. And its not investment or a how to win book. It’s just life being unfair.And when people win who have nothing its just life’s cruel joke to make you think it’s fair.That somewhere out there exists a balance.I got paid, i felt proud. And then my flight going home is my entire pay check. So now I’m on my sisters couch broke ad hungry. I feel like some of us would be better off dead than alive. It’s like the man in the Greek prison from this book I read when I was 12yrs old “Greek Heroes”.This man is to roll a boulder up a hill for that is his eternal punishment. However when he reaches almost at the peak, he’s standing back again at the bottom of the hill. And he wears himself out painfully everyday hoping in an endless cycle that one day he will reach the top. I am that man and I know I will never reach the top. I might as well let go because that’s it.
I haven’t been here most summer and summer is rounding up to be finished in a couple more weeks. But we still have time! It’s still summer ! Lol my days have been hectic as hell and oh my stars have I missed you WordPress.I have not had anyone to express my dearest thoughts to, so let’s just say I’ve been looking forward to this day. So let me give you the update I’m currently hanging out at my sister with her husband and my brother. It’s pretty fun but I miss home. I mean its where the heart is and I miss my mom and dogs and bed which altogether is a huge chunk of my heart.
I worked at a camp this summer and for the most part some of the people were pleasant and awesome . My supervisor who was a guy, he hated my guts. Like he really hated me. He made my life hell. I cried so much and wanted to go home because I never did him any wrong for him to be giving me all this attitude and I literally just wanted to tell him to fuck off and give him endless eyerolls. But instead I killed him with kindness and he made disparaging remarks to me and I just didn’t care after a while. And then it was over, camp ended! And I learnt something valuable that life is going to be like that and you can either cry and dwell on the bad parts or you can be kind and dwell on the happy parts and ignore the ugly.
I feel like I found a piece of myself this summer and that is good. Its like a piece of me that was waiting for me at camp and therefore I feel more confident in myself and ability to take over the world. Just kidding. But overall it has been a great summer filled with tons of fun moments. My only looking back right now was not telling that guy to fuck off. But I think that is what maturity is all about. Knowing time and place and when to just let things go.
Also some of the people were as fake as ginger in curry. If you are going to be anything in this world. Be real. Have a real conversation, do not give I out fake compliments and such. When people give the fake , stiff one minute smiles and compliments it annoys me. Its like your wasting my time. What do you want to really say? Do you want to be having this convo? It doesn’t matter if it’s good or bad just be you. Do not kill yourself in the process to be polite. Not being polite is thinking people don’t know fake from real. We all have brains no matter how small you think they are.
So now I’m just shopping and chilling and being me !!!!
What have you been doing all summer?
Let me know!?
In a couple of hours I will be boarding the plane and soaring to new heights, adventures and people. And quite frankly I am scared as shit. I have knots in my belly and spiders running down my spine and I’m breaking out all over due to jitters. I am a mess. My suitcase feels overweight and I have packed every item I currently own so I can only hope it’s not overweight so they don’t charge me my life possessions to get through. I can’t wait for the plane ride (and no the bastards did not give me window seat), it’s what I look forward to the most however the people is what that has my intestines all up in bundle. My mom is happy because I will be leaving, she doesn’t understand my predicament because it’s not her that has jumped into a mid life crisis it’s me. Told her about my anxiety and she tells me I’m weird. Very comforting. This is not what the Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants looked like.This is definitely not Sex in the City and for sure not Cheetah girls. Thanks Disney. So we’re going to leap into this motherfucker like we were born to swim and we are going to take this head on. Yes we WordPress because you are coming with me. Let’s show our balls and bitch slap life in the face. I’ll keep you posted. Pray for me because I’m going to be taking care of kids and thank goodness not people.
I’m so into you, I can barely breathe.So baby, come light me up and maybe I’ll let you on it.
A little bit dangerous, but baby, that’s how I want it.
A little less conversation, and a little more touch my body. A little bit scandalous, but baby, don’t let them see it.
I’m ready. I’m ready to start breaking some hearts again and maybe even getting mine broken in return. Let’s get summer started lol.