Stereotypes..!Sluts anD BitChstarDs.

Shoes for today-Aldo:Eledge
So mi$s Phabuloos told me about checkinG out Aldo...buh i didnt. After this catch, Imma be a regular. She has this on her blog already..sadly it comes in turquiose only...so I did some work to satisfy my imagination.Not baD!

Repeat wrote this earlier!been hoarded somwhere on my system.

Diary of a newbie.
Earlier this year + late last year= 2007/2008 session.
That session was drama at its peak. New peoples, new drama. As usual I was my happy go lucky self...all smiles, had nothing but love for everyone and kept my reservations to myself. Was nice to everyone, well until I discovered it was unhealthy and boy! did it hit me hard. So its life for people to be placed into stereotypes. I mean every guy you see who is as dark as coal with eyes as red as red, dark lips n a full beard to match is definitely a rascal, right? Not exactly! But in the same way every well dressed girl with her hair all done, looking fresh to death is considered pompous! Story of my life. Good thing I get people buried in their surprise when they ‘factually’ get to know me. I have been careful not to judge by looks, it never helps. So in my despair, one cold night I sat beside my dearest sanguine twin and wrote this...to say I was hurting would be an understatement but lessons learnt, mistakes forgotten. It has been thoroughly edited, all the swear words erased to suit public viewing. ..................................................................................................................................................................................
Sticks and stones may break my bones but words; they break my heart. It hurts more to be hurt by words, Gossip kills! Even though we all get to realise that gossip is to be ignored and shouldn’t affect us, it’s inevitable that it hits us hard before we get to that realization the same way a child can’t be gotten without a pregnancy. Life is about this bad things and sometimes it seems there are no good things...but at the end the only thing that pays is being who you are.Yourself.You. Whichever way it can be said! So what if I love who I want to love? So whose business is it if my shoes are eleven inches? It’s definitely not my fault you don't have the jimmy choos I got the day before yesterday, it doesn’t mean I’m extravagant, it just means you know you want them. No one on earth can know you more than you do and I know myself, my road to self discovery is close to its end. I know myself as much as I need to and if it bothers anyone to know who it is behind this facet, then you can as well back off!
If at any point, anyone is mistaken to be perfect especially if it’s yourself, then do a double take because your creation might have been done by another fellow, not God. A million qualities can be laid down as criteria to be used in classifying the GOOD but never will everyone’s list be the same-that being reason #1. And #2. A perfect human being is one that strikes the balance between GOOD and BAD. Perfection would therefore be an obstacle to finding love as love is finding the positive for your negative, the good for your bad, and the acid for your base. If you are neutral then there’s no need for a neutralizer.
Self control is the mother of maturity. Self control is the significant among the least mentioned. Lord, I pray for self control, the strength to direct myself when I know my steering wheel should be going that way. It’s not as easy as it sounds but action speaks louder than words. So many problems, too little time. God bless you, God. God bless me. God bless us whoever we may be. God bless my haters. God bless gossips, we all are at some point. And God bless the tale makers, they make us stronger eventually. ‘Whatever doesn’t kill me, can only make me stronger’- Kanye, bless you too. ..................................................................................................................................................................................~Look beyond the physical...there’s more to people than what meets the eye! Lesson learnt-Familiarity really does brew contempt! ~Really intense I know...but its reality and keeping reality in check helps sanity. I got into UJ and heard about the Barbies before us. We made our statement as Teletubies/headband girls. Don't be afraid to make your mark... whichever way be yourself, the best you can be and society can go sell sugar cane! This article could go on forever...many more stereotyping topics to explore. How many people assumed I was some dumb blonde who most probably couldn’t read or write? For heaven’s sake I bear no similarity to Paris Hilton...whatsoever but even at that I bet she isn’t that bad...still the same factor...Stereotypes! Ps. No actual Jimmy choos were involved in the writing of this article. Abeg! Who dash monkey banana?