there's also this funny guy who happens to attend my church. we call him "Mr. Stiff Neck". the guy dances like a zombie, he tells u where he wants u to move like a soldier giving command, imagine that kind of proud man trying to teach u to dance! and then, he probably thinks deodorants or perfumes were created for some other kind of people different from him. Mr. Stiff Neck! which makes me want to ask, pls how does one tell a guy politely to use a frigging deodorant or perfume without hurting his ego?! and that being a man does not give u the permission to "afro" ur armpit hair?! anyone has answers?
And theres the chic who was dancing last night, she wore jeans and left her fly open for whatever reasons. everyone had to bear the pains of watching her white strings! maybe am being bush, pls tell me, is that supposed to be some kind of fashion?!
Anyway, the point of all these plenty talk is this:
Its nice to have a life. Its nice to do something fun and interesting just for the purpose of being happy with yourself. Its much more fulfilling than praying and hoping and waiting for that person to come and spice up your life. Now i dont mean to sound like a Matyr or "Strong Woman", i do love love (and men), but theres more to life than waiting endlessly on him.
happy vals day people.
And i still expect my gift(s)!!