Why does everyone instantly assume that I'm 'ranting' when I post stuff?
In my head and around me, Nice anon & Olu. Y'all don't have blogs? Abi ya profile be private and steez?
So much for anonymity (sp? Too lazy to check)...seems like a bunch of folk have stumbled across this piece right here, put two and two together and figured t'is yours truly. Ah well, I guess there will be no crazy stories of the sexploits. Psssh, see amebos getting all excited, like I go tell una sef. :-p
What I would really really love to do is take a month's staycation i.e stay home, sleep, eat, watch Naija movies and just RELAX.
I still need that personal masseuse on call 24/7.
I can't muster up the energy to do much these days. Rolling out of bed in the mornings is a task, I friggin' wanna call in sick everyday. (See what I said about missing college?). Work is just blehhh. Things in general seem bleh-ish. I live for fridays! Is this what life is about?
On a brighter note, I read Shona's post about reading and took my lil butt to the library. I came away with about 10 books. Sooo exciting.
I love to read. I think I did more reading when I was younger though. I read my first Stephen King book when I was 10, I read the entire kiddie encyclopedia back to back, I read Shakespeares plays. I read a lot, and I think all that reading made me a smart lil kid with quite the vocabulary. These days ermm...
I feel like I've gotten older and all the things I was more passionate about back then have faded with age. I don't wanna turn into this dull old woman dammit!
To go to the gym, or not. See? I even used to be passionate about the gym. My friend even had the nerve to call me a 'gym rat'. AS IF! Now, I just wanna go home lie in bed and watch something or read my newly acquired library books.
There is a cutie at the gym tho, who could be a motivation. I swear he has to be like 40 or something but ooooh weeee, he's fine. And he lifts everyday (cos I bes in there like everyday), such nice, strong arms...*dreamily stares into space*
*Earth to Mgbeks*
I recently took a drive through my old hood, and thought to myself 'Mgbeks, you don came a long way oooo'. God is good.
I should be working, but I'm blogging. *smh*
Well, just consider this to be a lil break of some sorts. Pssshhhh...
I've decided to go to the gym. And no, it's not because I want to peep my old hottie. :-D
Don't you just love it when you spray perfume in the morning and all day you can smell it on you in the most subtle places. Hmmmm, yummy.
I think I'm a scentaholic. My room is littered with scented candles in random corners, I refuse to buy the more economic $7 Jergens lotion at CVS and instead spend twice that amount on some overrated Bath & Body works lotion that won't even last me for that long. I just love to smell nice, it makes me wanna have me for dinner.
All of a sudden it's cool to be a 'Recessionista', no thanks to the economy. Folk are proudly twittering about buying designer boots for $20. I stay seeing all these CNN articles talking 'bout 'we now shop at thrift stores and we buy vintage'. Abeg, make these JJC's no come finish my baffs o. Shuoooo...stick to your Neiman Marcus abeg.
Ok, gotta get back to work.
All thoughts squeezed fresh and unadulterated from ze brain.
PS:- Updating 2x in a week? Hmm hmmm that's how it starts.