We've all been there. You're out, and you see somebody who catches your eye for whatever reason. Maybe its their eyes. Or maybe it's their hair. Or maybe they just have that "thing" that Lauryn Hill was talking about that.
Whatever it is, you become helpless to your impulses and your forced to just go over and speak. Everything is going well. Your "hello" was well received and a purposeful conversation was begun.
And then...
...that idiot says the dumbest thing you've ever heard in your life. Yes, in just a few short minutes, it is possible to meet somebody who goes from being hot to trot, to well...not.
Im sure its happening right now as you read this.
And yes, it can happen to you. So being the fly butha i am, I feel the best way to prevent this problem is to offer a few situations that can make you less than hot to the opposite sex in 10 minutes or less.
1. Come off like you are a egotistical little shit.
Have you ever meet somebody and they made it seem like you were lucky to even get the opportunity to do so? (I know alot of you are nodding your heads). I know a woman who assumes that anytime a man speaks to her, he is trying to spit lyrics. ANYTIME. What I find funny about it is that she's not attractive...in the first place. So she will blast nearly any man who even offers her so much as a compliment and assume that he is just spitting more lyrics than Twista.
Word to the wise, self-esteem is really important. What's also important is realizing that if you have an 8 body and a 5 face, you are a 6.
2. Have breath that is Hotter than a summer in West Africa
Yes, halitosis is a real thing. I'm not even sure there needs to be an explanation here. Let's just say, if nobody wants to talk to you and you look like Halle Berry, either you have a sign on your forehad that says "SARS lives here" or you're breath is beyond reproach.
3. Just being plain...dumb.
I don't know about you, but I HATE dumb chicks. With the passion of Mel Gibson. I know some people who like dumb chicks because they are easy but that to me its the ultimate turnoff. If I see a fine woman who gets so excited because she just discovered that there are pens that if you push the button, the ball point comes out...well, she will become very unattractive quickly to me. Dumb girls cannot be fine. It is mentally impossible for me to find dumb women attractive. I would assume that women would feel the same about men.
4. The Standards
What are the standards? You know, blatant things like picking your nose, farting, or any of the other bodily functions one should reserve for private time. I know a chick who will burp, and then tell you about it. Needless to say, not very attractive.
5. Being clumsy
You know, nothing is worse than being the embodiment of this statement: oh, he's fine, but...
Or. Bruv, she's fine but...
Anytime you have a but... attached, you just aren't ranking high enough. And just being really clumsy from jump will do it unfortunately. If you spill my drink on me I'm going to not only wonder how in the hell you made that happen seeing as it was my drink, but i'm gonna be pissed. It's hard to see attractiveness when pissedness (i know its not a real word) comes into force.
Unless you're just that fine where it doesn't matter. Which is possible. Trust me.
6. Wear more makeup than that clown from the simpsons.
Maybe this is just a personal thing. I don't mind makeup. But I do mind additional faces created by too much makeup. And maybe I couldn't tell that from afar. Upon closer inspection, you can become very unattractive if I'm not sure if your face really belongs to you or not. Nothing is scarier than possibly waking up next to a Gremlin.
7. Have the ugliest walk known to man.
This an entire other post, but an ugly walk, will totally fuck up your attractiveness. If you walk like you never quite learned how to do it, well, you're gonna be busted. Like I said, that's another post.
These are but a few ways to become unfly in 10 minutes or less. Don't let it be you.
Unless of course you're already busted in which case, it doesn't matter and you can proceed as normal.
- BruthaDiva
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
Tuesday, May 30, 2006
I Saw This And Thought Of You...
I know we havent posted in a while...truth is there aint been anything important to mention. But a friend sent me this and you lot know how i like to share!!
- SistaLova
Monday, May 22, 2006
We Do Exist!!
I've been sitting on this one for a while, looking for the ideal time to post it. Not to say its the right time now but i know some of you have been missing me. Unfortunately, I can't take credit for it, it was e-mailed to me at a time when I needed to read it.
It's an open letter addressed to women letting them know that there are good black men out there. I'd like to think that I am a good black man and hope someone out there will co-sign that for me. All the media shows is the drug dealers/users and the men that degrade women. The only black men you see on the news, or in the papers are the murderers, convicts, rapist or the athletes on the back page. It's is rare that you see a positive image of a black man on television. I for one think that everyone needs to stop glorifying the bad and start uplifting the good. Then again, I am just one man. I hope this post reminds you of at least one person in your life, and if it does, feel free to tell us about him so everyone can know that we do exist!
Everyone receiving this either:
1. Is a good black man
2. Has a good black man
3. Will be blessed with a good black man soon
4. Has met a Good Black Man; but failed to recognise him.
Good Black Men are indeed all around us. We pass them on the streets, in the shops and the halls at work. Most we can't see because we don't know what a good man really looks like. He usually isn't flashy enough, or rich enough to turn our heads. He might not wear a suit or push a Lexus. He might not have "a body like Tyson with a Denzel face". But, as you mature; you realize it's better to find someone who's got your back rather than someone who turns your head.
A good man doesn't agree wholeheartedly with everything you say. He doesn't just tell you what you want to hear and do the opposite. He doesn't declare how sensitive, sweet, caring, sincere, blah, blah he is (He won't have to because it shows). He has his own opinions and yours may clash, but he doesn't have to degrade you to prove he's right. He even admits at times to being wrong, especially if you are willing to do the same.
A good man is not going to meet every item on your checklist. He is human with frailties and faults mixed in with all of his wonderful, strong attributes. He needs your love and respect.
~~~~~~~~~~He needs to feel that you don't live to catch him doing something wrong so you can declare, Aha! I knew you were a dog!!
A good man isn't insecure about his women having great achievements. In fact he is her number one supporter and becomes disappointed with her when she begins to lose herself, for the sake of not hurting his feelings, or just want to make him happy. His happiness comes with seeing her excel in her dreams and accomplishing her goals. For as she excels and is exalted, a good woman will bring her good man right along with her. A good man doesn't necessarily give you a huge birthday or Valentine's gift. He shows his love in the ways that are comfortable to him.
Don't judge him by TV standards. No one is really living a fairy-tale. You'll miss out on your own fairy tale by buying into the myth that our men are no good. It's Just not true. Black Men, we salute you, and thank you for who you are and all you've done.
- BruthaDiva
It's an open letter addressed to women letting them know that there are good black men out there. I'd like to think that I am a good black man and hope someone out there will co-sign that for me. All the media shows is the drug dealers/users and the men that degrade women. The only black men you see on the news, or in the papers are the murderers, convicts, rapist or the athletes on the back page. It's is rare that you see a positive image of a black man on television. I for one think that everyone needs to stop glorifying the bad and start uplifting the good. Then again, I am just one man. I hope this post reminds you of at least one person in your life, and if it does, feel free to tell us about him so everyone can know that we do exist!
Everyone receiving this either:
1. Is a good black man
2. Has a good black man
3. Will be blessed with a good black man soon
4. Has met a Good Black Man; but failed to recognise him.
Good Black Men are indeed all around us. We pass them on the streets, in the shops and the halls at work. Most we can't see because we don't know what a good man really looks like. He usually isn't flashy enough, or rich enough to turn our heads. He might not wear a suit or push a Lexus. He might not have "a body like Tyson with a Denzel face". But, as you mature; you realize it's better to find someone who's got your back rather than someone who turns your head.
A good man doesn't agree wholeheartedly with everything you say. He doesn't just tell you what you want to hear and do the opposite. He doesn't declare how sensitive, sweet, caring, sincere, blah, blah he is (He won't have to because it shows). He has his own opinions and yours may clash, but he doesn't have to degrade you to prove he's right. He even admits at times to being wrong, especially if you are willing to do the same.
A good man is not going to meet every item on your checklist. He is human with frailties and faults mixed in with all of his wonderful, strong attributes. He needs your love and respect.
~~~~~~~~~~He needs to feel that you don't live to catch him doing something wrong so you can declare, Aha! I knew you were a dog!!
A good man isn't insecure about his women having great achievements. In fact he is her number one supporter and becomes disappointed with her when she begins to lose herself, for the sake of not hurting his feelings, or just want to make him happy. His happiness comes with seeing her excel in her dreams and accomplishing her goals. For as she excels and is exalted, a good woman will bring her good man right along with her. A good man doesn't necessarily give you a huge birthday or Valentine's gift. He shows his love in the ways that are comfortable to him.
Don't judge him by TV standards. No one is really living a fairy-tale. You'll miss out on your own fairy tale by buying into the myth that our men are no good. It's Just not true. Black Men, we salute you, and thank you for who you are and all you've done.
- BruthaDiva
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
The Latest
Even though my name is 'crush hoe', I've only REALLY liked a few guys in my lifetime. SCOUT'S HONOUR! (even though I was never a scout).
So now - this guy I'm talking to, rightly named 'my first love' is my mind's focus at this moment in time. I can't believe that I still like him after so long, I mean I had a little crush on him when I was younger but as I said 'it was a crush', I would've expected to get over it by now - but I still like him.
The story is that I hadn't seen him in YEARS but it was only recently that we got back in contact with each other. So we talked on the phone for a few months and arranged a few dates but every single one fell through, (both our faults really). Now, I'm supposed to meet him and all I can say is 'WHATEVER'
I KNOW!!! After all that and I don't even care anymore, I really can't be bothered. It kinda gets to me that I'm not excited but then again I think I have reason not to be. Failed dates, when we talk there isn't much conversation, the fact that I still haven't seen him, I don't think you can blame me for not being excited. And despite all that I've said, I know exactly why I don't want to be excited - I might meet him and find out that I actually don't like him. That would crush me, it really would. Imagine me, liking him all this time, secretly hoping that he might be the ONE, only to find out that 'WE' could never happen. It would crush me.... and my mum. LOL. My mum absolutely adores him, come to think of it - so does my DAD. But I won't know anything 'til the end of this week - and I'm apprehensive. Apprehensive because next week could be the start of a new sector in my life. I might no longer be a 'crush hoe' - Gabrielle might actually settle down.
'YEAH RIGHT', I hear you say, but it could happen. NEVER SAY NEVER.
Oh yeah - what do I wear? I want to look nice but don't want to come off as desperate. Oh my!! Gabrielle actually cares what people think this time ( I must really like him). I want him to at least see an improvement in me since the last time he saw me - party dress and hairband to match. MEMORIES!!!
- Gabrielle
P.P.S my laptops gone until after exams so I might not be posting until I get some other computer access so if I don't write for a while, you know why!! KISSES x x x
So now - this guy I'm talking to, rightly named 'my first love' is my mind's focus at this moment in time. I can't believe that I still like him after so long, I mean I had a little crush on him when I was younger but as I said 'it was a crush', I would've expected to get over it by now - but I still like him.
The story is that I hadn't seen him in YEARS but it was only recently that we got back in contact with each other. So we talked on the phone for a few months and arranged a few dates but every single one fell through, (both our faults really). Now, I'm supposed to meet him and all I can say is 'WHATEVER'
I KNOW!!! After all that and I don't even care anymore, I really can't be bothered. It kinda gets to me that I'm not excited but then again I think I have reason not to be. Failed dates, when we talk there isn't much conversation, the fact that I still haven't seen him, I don't think you can blame me for not being excited. And despite all that I've said, I know exactly why I don't want to be excited - I might meet him and find out that I actually don't like him. That would crush me, it really would. Imagine me, liking him all this time, secretly hoping that he might be the ONE, only to find out that 'WE' could never happen. It would crush me.... and my mum. LOL. My mum absolutely adores him, come to think of it - so does my DAD. But I won't know anything 'til the end of this week - and I'm apprehensive. Apprehensive because next week could be the start of a new sector in my life. I might no longer be a 'crush hoe' - Gabrielle might actually settle down.
'YEAH RIGHT', I hear you say, but it could happen. NEVER SAY NEVER.
Oh yeah - what do I wear? I want to look nice but don't want to come off as desperate. Oh my!! Gabrielle actually cares what people think this time ( I must really like him). I want him to at least see an improvement in me since the last time he saw me - party dress and hairband to match. MEMORIES!!!
- Gabrielle
P.P.S my laptops gone until after exams so I might not be posting until I get some other computer access so if I don't write for a while, you know why!! KISSES x x x
Saturday, May 06, 2006
Kick 'Mr Potential' to the curb...Apparently
For some reason I seem to have a lot of time on my hands, cause every time I post, I've either watched or read something that I have to share and guess what...Today is no exception! The title just struck me so I had to read it,
KICK MR POTENTIAL TO THE CURB! (I couldn't believe it...When u finally find 'Mr right' whoever he may be, why would you want to let go?)
Yes, that sounds harsh, But this is the man you like and could learn to love. This is a guy who has drama. He is a walking headache. This guy is the one you run from like the wind. Life wont get any better with this guy. The only person that can help him is himself! Mr Potential has to create his own life. You cant try to make it for him. He has to get past the potential and learn to be a man for himself, by himself
You then think to yourself "do I want to be happy or do I want to survive?" Life is more then survival. Go for the happiness and kick Mr. Potential with no ambition to the curb.
So im sitting there thinking OH, the distinction has to be made between Mr Potential and Mr Right. Mr Potential has the qualities to become Mr Right but is not quite there...hmmm so im reminiscing about my past relations and conclude that I seem to be confusing Mr Right (a.k.a the guy I've never met)with actual Mr Potential's ( a.k.a my ex-boyfriend)? That could explain my single status now (which I have no problem with...sometimes) but then again, how do you differentiate the two when the characteristics seem so similar? Am I confusing u? Because I sure am confused! Is it really possible to kick 'Mr Potential' to the curb, cant I just train him to being a Mr Superb?....Nah, these books on life lessons can only be taken so far, look at me trying to re-evaluate future relationships, let me just leave it up to whatever God has planned.
x_soul sista_x
KICK MR POTENTIAL TO THE CURB! (I couldn't believe it...When u finally find 'Mr right' whoever he may be, why would you want to let go?)
Yes, that sounds harsh, But this is the man you like and could learn to love. This is a guy who has drama. He is a walking headache. This guy is the one you run from like the wind. Life wont get any better with this guy. The only person that can help him is himself! Mr Potential has to create his own life. You cant try to make it for him. He has to get past the potential and learn to be a man for himself, by himself
You then think to yourself "do I want to be happy or do I want to survive?" Life is more then survival. Go for the happiness and kick Mr. Potential with no ambition to the curb.
So im sitting there thinking OH, the distinction has to be made between Mr Potential and Mr Right. Mr Potential has the qualities to become Mr Right but is not quite there...hmmm so im reminiscing about my past relations and conclude that I seem to be confusing Mr Right (a.k.a the guy I've never met)with actual Mr Potential's ( a.k.a my ex-boyfriend)? That could explain my single status now (which I have no problem with...sometimes) but then again, how do you differentiate the two when the characteristics seem so similar? Am I confusing u? Because I sure am confused! Is it really possible to kick 'Mr Potential' to the curb, cant I just train him to being a Mr Superb?....Nah, these books on life lessons can only be taken so far, look at me trying to re-evaluate future relationships, let me just leave it up to whatever God has planned.
x_soul sista_x
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
Why AfroDivas was created?
AfroDivas was created so that we could voice our opinions, our thoughts, random feelings we had which we wanted to share with others. In creating such a blog, we decided that we would allow readers to post comments and voice their own opinion on whatever we had said. So you could say we gave readers the chance to say their piece. Compared to some blogs I've come across, we just don't leave comments that portray our blogs to be perfect, cos it's far from that... I mean we're only writing about how we feel. You can't blame us for that.
So, with saying that Im gonna wrap this up. To the faithful readers, thanks for reading, thanks for visiting the site. We greatly appreciated the fact that you continued to read our blogs. But we are sorry to say that AfroDivas has now ended. Due to numerous comments prior to the last blog, we have all concluded to stop writing. Again, we would like to thank you for your support and your insightful comments.
God Bless x x x
OH PUURRLLEASSEEEEE!! No one could get rid of this blog even if they tried. Basically, it's like this... you like the site, by all means stop by when it suits you, read our posts, leave a comment if needs be, but please, PLEASE don't be ignorant. I mean if you don't agree with what has been said in a post please don't be immature about it and leave a wack ass comment, 'anonymous' - 'this is some weak blog'. NO!! You know what you should do, leave a comment telling us why you don't agree with what was said and what you would do in that situation. It's called 'constructive criticism'... then again, if you still don't agree with what's said on a post... leave the site. I know you see that red 'X' button on the top right corner... I aint gonna be mad at you for using it. DAMMMNNNN!!! So yeah, we're gonna keep the posts coming and hopefully you guys won't stop reading.
AU REVOIR
- Gabrielle
So, with saying that Im gonna wrap this up. To the faithful readers, thanks for reading, thanks for visiting the site. We greatly appreciated the fact that you continued to read our blogs. But we are sorry to say that AfroDivas has now ended. Due to numerous comments prior to the last blog, we have all concluded to stop writing. Again, we would like to thank you for your support and your insightful comments.
God Bless x x x
OH PUURRLLEASSEEEEE!! No one could get rid of this blog even if they tried. Basically, it's like this... you like the site, by all means stop by when it suits you, read our posts, leave a comment if needs be, but please, PLEASE don't be ignorant. I mean if you don't agree with what has been said in a post please don't be immature about it and leave a wack ass comment, 'anonymous' - 'this is some weak blog'. NO!! You know what you should do, leave a comment telling us why you don't agree with what was said and what you would do in that situation. It's called 'constructive criticism'... then again, if you still don't agree with what's said on a post... leave the site. I know you see that red 'X' button on the top right corner... I aint gonna be mad at you for using it. DAMMMNNNN!!! So yeah, we're gonna keep the posts coming and hopefully you guys won't stop reading.
AU REVOIR
- Gabrielle
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
Looks sooo fine....err...nah!
Have you every looked back at people you had crushes on and thought
....what was i thinking? or ....what happened?
Because thats what happened to me yesterday when i bumped into this boy i had a BIG thing for. I remember when he was the cutest guy in my class...sort of like a young Will Smith (he had those cute ears too!) lol. But i guess time was not kind to him, let me give you a description...his face had aged considerably i almost didnt recognise him! his head was a sideways oval shape and his torso was half the size it should be, also sideways oval shaped. *sigh* I swear I nearly jumped back, and before you guys get all judgemental on me, never did I claim to be a beauty queen...but I'm HONEST people!
I also remember he was one of the smartest and most athletic people in my class, i always thought of him as being really sucessful one day. So while we were talking i asked him all the typical questions, what he was doing now? etc.. Basically he is now a father of two with the third on the way and he used to work at a corner shop, but was now in the process of choosing a new career path (unemployed).
Maybe he was never really that cute, i mean this was a crush back in primary school!! I have always been a fan of dark chocolate skinned bruthas and i went to a school that was 98.5% white. So the lack of chocolate made me find anything attractive, lol.
Its another story of a really smart black man who isnt reaching his full potential, a shame really 'cos he had the abitlity to do anything.
I guess it was naive of me to think everyone that i knew would be happy and successful.
- SistaLova
....what was i thinking? or ....what happened?
Because thats what happened to me yesterday when i bumped into this boy i had a BIG thing for. I remember when he was the cutest guy in my class...sort of like a young Will Smith (he had those cute ears too!) lol. But i guess time was not kind to him, let me give you a description...his face had aged considerably i almost didnt recognise him! his head was a sideways oval shape and his torso was half the size it should be, also sideways oval shaped. *sigh* I swear I nearly jumped back, and before you guys get all judgemental on me, never did I claim to be a beauty queen...but I'm HONEST people!
I also remember he was one of the smartest and most athletic people in my class, i always thought of him as being really sucessful one day. So while we were talking i asked him all the typical questions, what he was doing now? etc.. Basically he is now a father of two with the third on the way and he used to work at a corner shop, but was now in the process of choosing a new career path (unemployed).
Maybe he was never really that cute, i mean this was a crush back in primary school!! I have always been a fan of dark chocolate skinned bruthas and i went to a school that was 98.5% white. So the lack of chocolate made me find anything attractive, lol.
Its another story of a really smart black man who isnt reaching his full potential, a shame really 'cos he had the abitlity to do anything.
I guess it was naive of me to think everyone that i knew would be happy and successful.
- SistaLova
Sunday, April 30, 2006
Seven Deadly Sins Of Sisterhood
Hmm, in light of recent 'comments' i thought i might bring this topic to the surface. I was watchin the Tyra show awhile back, and she came up with this concept, i was very intrigued.
1. Envy
2. Judgement
3. Resentment
4. Manipulation
5. Betrayal
6. Competition
7. Gossip
Now, after she had identified all the deadly sins of sisterhood, i could not help but think at least 5 of those 7 applied to me. I can remember occasions, a couple years back where i have envied, been judgemental and gossiped like there was no tomorrow! But now i ask myself what did i possibly achieve by being like that? I lost a couple of true sisters, partied more and lost faith. After a much deserved break, i took the time to re-evaluate past experiences in my life and what stood out the most is that ive nearly lost true sistas over guys. (KMT) So, i'll make this short and sweet and ask...
Which sin have you been guilty of committing, or a victim of?
and leave you with the words of tyra
'Stop negativity and competition and support one another.'
x-soul sista-x
1. Envy
2. Judgement
3. Resentment
4. Manipulation
5. Betrayal
6. Competition
7. Gossip
Now, after she had identified all the deadly sins of sisterhood, i could not help but think at least 5 of those 7 applied to me. I can remember occasions, a couple years back where i have envied, been judgemental and gossiped like there was no tomorrow! But now i ask myself what did i possibly achieve by being like that? I lost a couple of true sisters, partied more and lost faith. After a much deserved break, i took the time to re-evaluate past experiences in my life and what stood out the most is that ive nearly lost true sistas over guys. (KMT) So, i'll make this short and sweet and ask...
Which sin have you been guilty of committing, or a victim of?
and leave you with the words of tyra
'Stop negativity and competition and support one another.'
x-soul sista-x
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Week 2
Lesson 2: Leave playing mind games to children. It doesn't work on girls... or guys for that matter. I would really like to know where 'mind games' started from (I mean between the opposite sex) 'cos it causes so many problems that could have been avoided. So yeah, if you like a guy, just tell him you like him, what's the worst that could happen? lol, lol. OK many things could happen but not enough to make you feel like doo-doo for the rest of your life. LIFE GOES ON!! And same applies to the guys, if you like a girl, just tell her, there's nothing worse than you dropping hints for months only to see the girl you really like, go out with another guy. so take what I have said and let it marinate/marinade (didn't know which word was correct in this context) in your head. Whilst I tell you what happened to me in Week 2. ENJOY!!!
Still in London, catching up with friends, life was good during this week, I felt so popular. People had ‘heard it through the grapevine’ that I was back on ends, so naturally I was getting called every minute being asked ‘what you on’ for the day… so I guess I could say I was out most of the time… enjoying myself. But one thing that I noticed which I only got to deal with directly was the fact that when I like someone, they NEVER show me that they like me back at that moment. I always feel like I’m the only one showing a certain interest… so before long I’m over them. You guys already know my nickname ‘crush hoe’, so the fact that I got over this guy wasn’t a problem. Now I liked this guy in college right to when I started uni but he wasn't showing me nothing back… so you know the routine... I forgot about him QUICKTIME. NOW, it wasn’t until I went back to London that week that I found out he had liked me all along. KMT why couldn’t he just tell me that he liked me… rather than playing stupid games. You see, I don’t understand ‘hints’ really I don’t… I usually don’t even know when a guy is ‘chirpsin’ me because I just usually think they’re being friendly. I think nothing of subtle talk, unless a guy comes up to me with the blatant lines ‘can I have your number’ and he hasn’t even asked my name that’s when I know he’s chirpsin me. So yeah, this guy tried to tell me how I never showed him love, and so he moved on… kmt. After I know I told him I liked him - Oh well!! That's life!! Next week... new story, new lesson.
CIAO
- Gabrielle
Still in London, catching up with friends, life was good during this week, I felt so popular. People had ‘heard it through the grapevine’ that I was back on ends, so naturally I was getting called every minute being asked ‘what you on’ for the day… so I guess I could say I was out most of the time… enjoying myself. But one thing that I noticed which I only got to deal with directly was the fact that when I like someone, they NEVER show me that they like me back at that moment. I always feel like I’m the only one showing a certain interest… so before long I’m over them. You guys already know my nickname ‘crush hoe’, so the fact that I got over this guy wasn’t a problem. Now I liked this guy in college right to when I started uni but he wasn't showing me nothing back… so you know the routine... I forgot about him QUICKTIME. NOW, it wasn’t until I went back to London that week that I found out he had liked me all along. KMT why couldn’t he just tell me that he liked me… rather than playing stupid games. You see, I don’t understand ‘hints’ really I don’t… I usually don’t even know when a guy is ‘chirpsin’ me because I just usually think they’re being friendly. I think nothing of subtle talk, unless a guy comes up to me with the blatant lines ‘can I have your number’ and he hasn’t even asked my name that’s when I know he’s chirpsin me. So yeah, this guy tried to tell me how I never showed him love, and so he moved on… kmt. After I know I told him I liked him - Oh well!! That's life!! Next week... new story, new lesson.
CIAO
- Gabrielle
Saturday, April 22, 2006
What clothes cant you stand on the opposite sex?
Moving on from the 'Money and Love' issue, I was going through a magazine and i came across this topic, it had me stitches! One guy said (and i quote:)
'Dem short mini skirts wiv dem leggin things underneath..Mini Skirts are an access ting, so why wear it den put trousers underneath dat jus makes things complicated!'
I literally could not breathe, (there was more said about big panties and tracksuits but that was a bit 2 deep) i thought to myself, Is he serious? So i decided to think what clothes i cant bear to see on guys and i was thinking for about an hour! So where shall i begin...
First off the biggest issue i have is da trousers that HANG off a guys arse, 'Dont look den', i hear u say, Well, wen ur 5ft4 and a guys 6ft thats the first thing u see from behind and its so irratating, cuz no I DONT WANT TO SEE UR BART SIMPSON BOXERS! SO PULL IT UP AND LEAVE IT UP!
Staying on the trouser tip, why do these 'fresh off da boat guys' wear trousers 12 times to big? and come with these phony american accents wen they've only just left da shores of the motherland? You dont have to buy trousers to tight, but damn dont buy trousers that we can both fit into 2GETHA!
Issue 3 sandels and jogging bottoms-nuff said.
Issue 4 Colours, now i personally dont have a problem with guys wearing purple and pink shirts like Cam'ron however dont make it a habit of wearing these colours all da time, or else i'll be wondering..'Is he bi-curious?'
Issue 5 (i have a lot of issues, dont i? well they need to be addressed) this one will be the last, PLEASE DO NOT WEAR A WINTER WHOLLY HAT AND A NEW ERA CAP..TOGETHER!
x-soul sista-x
'Dem short mini skirts wiv dem leggin things underneath..Mini Skirts are an access ting, so why wear it den put trousers underneath dat jus makes things complicated!'
I literally could not breathe, (there was more said about big panties and tracksuits but that was a bit 2 deep) i thought to myself, Is he serious? So i decided to think what clothes i cant bear to see on guys and i was thinking for about an hour! So where shall i begin...
First off the biggest issue i have is da trousers that HANG off a guys arse, 'Dont look den', i hear u say, Well, wen ur 5ft4 and a guys 6ft thats the first thing u see from behind and its so irratating, cuz no I DONT WANT TO SEE UR BART SIMPSON BOXERS! SO PULL IT UP AND LEAVE IT UP!
Staying on the trouser tip, why do these 'fresh off da boat guys' wear trousers 12 times to big? and come with these phony american accents wen they've only just left da shores of the motherland? You dont have to buy trousers to tight, but damn dont buy trousers that we can both fit into 2GETHA!
Issue 3 sandels and jogging bottoms-nuff said.
Issue 4 Colours, now i personally dont have a problem with guys wearing purple and pink shirts like Cam'ron however dont make it a habit of wearing these colours all da time, or else i'll be wondering..'Is he bi-curious?'
Issue 5 (i have a lot of issues, dont i? well they need to be addressed) this one will be the last, PLEASE DO NOT WEAR A WINTER WHOLLY HAT AND A NEW ERA CAP..TOGETHER!
x-soul sista-x
Sunday, April 16, 2006
What Easter Candy Are You??
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What Easter Candy Are You?
Have a fun and blessed Easter people!!
- AfroDivas
Saturday, April 15, 2006
Can money buy you love?
On a discussion i was having with a male compadrez of mine, the topic came up if money can buy you love. I said no but he said yes, so being very lady-like i told him to explain what he meant first.
'Girls love everything materialistic...' he said.(at this point, before the conversation developed i was thinking is this boy serious?)...'if a guy has a lot of money he can buy anything he wants for a girl...'
I said: 'the only exception is love'
He said 'No it isnt cause, you can buy anything for a girl and they would eventually fall in love with you.'
His point was not getting no-where of any real interest, so i decided to state my case, instead:
'Money can buy you many things, cars, jewellery, e.t.c however the one thing in the world it cant but you is love, because love is something you can not see and purchase, you feel it. It is indescribable and has no price tag because love is priceless. There is a difference between being in love with someone and having love for someone but i cant buy anything for someone, in the hope to make them fall in love with me, it just doesnt make any sense!.
He said: Money CAN buy you love, especially with a girl you want if she sees that your going to spend on her, like she deserves to be spent on she WILL love you.
I literaly could not believe what i was hearing, so before i argued even more, i decided to ask him: 'Has money bought you love?' He was quiet. I said 'i take that as a no then, so what experience are you talking from' Again he was quiet. So i decided to get other peoples opinion on the subject.
Accordinbg to one guy, money cant buy you love it can give you a boost, money can make you look good and to a girl that is important cause they wouldnt want no bum on the street, someone who looks fresh is important. Well i think he missed the point.
Another guy said girls love to be in control, they love power. Money equals power so therefore money can buy you love.
These wild generalisations made me feel that most guys catergorized girls as being all the same and money hungry, which i disagree so i open it up to you can money buy you love?
x-soul sista-x
'Girls love everything materialistic...' he said.(at this point, before the conversation developed i was thinking is this boy serious?)...'if a guy has a lot of money he can buy anything he wants for a girl...'
I said: 'the only exception is love'
He said 'No it isnt cause, you can buy anything for a girl and they would eventually fall in love with you.'
His point was not getting no-where of any real interest, so i decided to state my case, instead:
'Money can buy you many things, cars, jewellery, e.t.c however the one thing in the world it cant but you is love, because love is something you can not see and purchase, you feel it. It is indescribable and has no price tag because love is priceless. There is a difference between being in love with someone and having love for someone but i cant buy anything for someone, in the hope to make them fall in love with me, it just doesnt make any sense!.
He said: Money CAN buy you love, especially with a girl you want if she sees that your going to spend on her, like she deserves to be spent on she WILL love you.
I literaly could not believe what i was hearing, so before i argued even more, i decided to ask him: 'Has money bought you love?' He was quiet. I said 'i take that as a no then, so what experience are you talking from' Again he was quiet. So i decided to get other peoples opinion on the subject.
Accordinbg to one guy, money cant buy you love it can give you a boost, money can make you look good and to a girl that is important cause they wouldnt want no bum on the street, someone who looks fresh is important. Well i think he missed the point.
Another guy said girls love to be in control, they love power. Money equals power so therefore money can buy you love.
These wild generalisations made me feel that most guys catergorized girls as being all the same and money hungry, which i disagree so i open it up to you can money buy you love?
x-soul sista-x
Friday, April 14, 2006
Remember X-Soul Sista-X.....well shes back from her looong hiatus *lol, and is no longer a "no strings girl" (thank the lord!!). Her outspoken and shocking posts will be on this site from now on....enjoy!
- AfroDivas
- AfroDivas
Thursday, April 13, 2006
Back on the Scene..... continued
I’ve been gone for a while… but I’m back… bout to jump off… lol… (moment of madness) but anyway, the past few weeks have been ‘interesting’ to say the least, taking that break was much needed and added to my life experience. You know there are times when you think you’ve lived life but in retrospect you haven’t. See, I thought I had seen everything I had needed to see… I thought that I had experienced everything I needed to experience… but that all changed these past few weeks. You learn something new everyday and that’s exactly what has happened concerning my life… I’ve learnt a lot. With age comes wisdom…lol… check me though, talking about ‘wisdom’ but things have changed now, and in the next few weeks I’ll be telling you exactly why some things have changed.
My 1st week of my much needed break
I decided to go back to London, just to go and see friends and family… basically I went home to chill out. And that’s when everything started…. I was walking to my front door… (I think I had just come back from my friend’s house), not blowing my own horn but Gabrielle was looking FLY… so anyway I’m about to put my key in the door when someone calls my name. I turn around to see my next door neighbour, he’s such a cutie but let me give you some background info on him.
Tall, brown skin, very cute, very smart, very funny…. So basically I think he’s a HUNNY!! One problem – he’s younger than me. DAMN!! I mean I have never, ever been approached by a guy on ‘road’… and NO I’m not ugly that’s not the reason why I don’t get approached, I was told that some guys may feel intimidated by me but that’s another story.
Back to the scene, he calls me from his balcony then we start talking and whatever, catching up on things…. Then he tells me he’s coming downstairs I should wait. So I do. And what happened next is what surprised me the most…. He came downstairs and we were talking again, then he says, ‘You’re so beautiful’…. Lol…. Now if you know me I don’t take people's compliments seriously. I mean for all I know they could be lying to me and where would that leave my self-esteem if the truth was unveiled. Besides, I’m a diva… I don’t need anyone to tell me what I know already…. OK!!!! Lol. So he says ‘you’re so beautiful’… and his movements start to slow down…. then, then he leans in for a kiss .... now I don’t know about you ladies but opportunities like that don’t come knocking everyday… so what did I do?? Oh yes I do believe I kissed him back……
…. OK…. Calm down, calm down. I was joking…. It didn’t turn out quite as I described it but hey… no harm in dreaming right? So lemme rewind and start again,
Guy next door: You’re so beautiful
Gabrielle: Thanks. You’re not so bad yourself.
Guy next door: You know I’ve wanted to talk to you on a different level but as we went college together I knew you wouldn’t take me seriously so I decided to jam.
Now, there I am kinda dumbfounded… I mean this guy is a cutie and all those days we used to go to college together, all those times we used to mess about and stuff… he secretly liked me…. I would have never guessed.
He was right for not trying to approach me on a different level in college though because as some of you will know from your own experiences…. College is HYPE!! Everyone’s in your business, judging you, telling you what to do, or better yet telling their friends what they would have RATHER done if they were you.
Sad thing about ‘guy next door’ is he has so much potential… but Gabrielle is stuck in her own realm of insecurities and just won’t let it happen… shame huh? Age ain’t nothing but a number right…. yeah well tell that to my heart… ‘cos right about now it doesn’t even want to know.
Lesson 1: Something I remember Eva Longoria (Desperate Housewives) saying in ‘Elle’ magazine, she said, any guy that approaches you or asks you out on a date, you should give him a chance (this does not apply to ‘uncles’) because you never know what you’re missing out on. I mean take ‘guy next door’ as an example… he could be what I’ve been looking for all this time but I’ve missed that chance… now I’ll never know whether he was the one for me.
- Gabrielle
My 1st week of my much needed break
I decided to go back to London, just to go and see friends and family… basically I went home to chill out. And that’s when everything started…. I was walking to my front door… (I think I had just come back from my friend’s house), not blowing my own horn but Gabrielle was looking FLY… so anyway I’m about to put my key in the door when someone calls my name. I turn around to see my next door neighbour, he’s such a cutie but let me give you some background info on him.
Tall, brown skin, very cute, very smart, very funny…. So basically I think he’s a HUNNY!! One problem – he’s younger than me. DAMN!! I mean I have never, ever been approached by a guy on ‘road’… and NO I’m not ugly that’s not the reason why I don’t get approached, I was told that some guys may feel intimidated by me but that’s another story.
Back to the scene, he calls me from his balcony then we start talking and whatever, catching up on things…. Then he tells me he’s coming downstairs I should wait. So I do. And what happened next is what surprised me the most…. He came downstairs and we were talking again, then he says, ‘You’re so beautiful’…. Lol…. Now if you know me I don’t take people's compliments seriously. I mean for all I know they could be lying to me and where would that leave my self-esteem if the truth was unveiled. Besides, I’m a diva… I don’t need anyone to tell me what I know already…. OK!!!! Lol. So he says ‘you’re so beautiful’… and his movements start to slow down…. then, then he leans in for a kiss .... now I don’t know about you ladies but opportunities like that don’t come knocking everyday… so what did I do?? Oh yes I do believe I kissed him back……
…. OK…. Calm down, calm down. I was joking…. It didn’t turn out quite as I described it but hey… no harm in dreaming right? So lemme rewind and start again,
Guy next door: You’re so beautiful
Gabrielle: Thanks. You’re not so bad yourself.
Guy next door: You know I’ve wanted to talk to you on a different level but as we went college together I knew you wouldn’t take me seriously so I decided to jam.
Now, there I am kinda dumbfounded… I mean this guy is a cutie and all those days we used to go to college together, all those times we used to mess about and stuff… he secretly liked me…. I would have never guessed.
He was right for not trying to approach me on a different level in college though because as some of you will know from your own experiences…. College is HYPE!! Everyone’s in your business, judging you, telling you what to do, or better yet telling their friends what they would have RATHER done if they were you.
Sad thing about ‘guy next door’ is he has so much potential… but Gabrielle is stuck in her own realm of insecurities and just won’t let it happen… shame huh? Age ain’t nothing but a number right…. yeah well tell that to my heart… ‘cos right about now it doesn’t even want to know.
Lesson 1: Something I remember Eva Longoria (Desperate Housewives) saying in ‘Elle’ magazine, she said, any guy that approaches you or asks you out on a date, you should give him a chance (this does not apply to ‘uncles’) because you never know what you’re missing out on. I mean take ‘guy next door’ as an example… he could be what I’ve been looking for all this time but I’ve missed that chance… now I’ll never know whether he was the one for me.
- Gabrielle
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
Honestly Speaking....
It’s a shame that we can’t be who we really are – all the time. Everyone wears a mask or a disguise of some kind, you almost have to. At work, you act a certain way, respond a certain way, talk a certain way; you have to project a work image – even if it’s totally not you. It’s all part of the job, no matter what you do for a living. Outside of work, when you’re with friends (for those who have friends), or when you’re just in a public place with other people, you act a different way. You’re a little more your real self, but you still have to wear a disguise.
There are rules. There are things you can’t say, shouldn’t say, shouldn’t do – no matter how right it feels. Feelings, feelings complicate everything. Most of the time you can get by, no matter what life decides to throw at you, but then those annoying feelings come marching in. They always arrive when you’re at your weakest or when you’re most distracted. It’s like they are always lurking, just waiting for a break in your defenses. There are good and bad feelings.
You would think that good feelings are always a good thing and bad feelings always bad, but this is not the case – especially when you’re feelings involve other people, and they almost always do.
There are times when good emotions have to be kept a secret because some people won’t understand and they will feel threatened and use your them against you. This is when good feelings can actually make you feel bad – because you can’t act on them or tell anyone about them. How many secrets can you keep before you go completely mad? In this world that's full of secrets how do people ever survive? How can we be prepared for anything when everything has to be such a secret? When you can’t admit your true feelings, are you lying? How can we be truthful about anything if we continue to lie about almost everything? Who is it we’re lying to – ourselves? If you truly dislike someone, but you’re nice to them and talk to them and maybe even do things with them, are lying to them? Your actions clearly say one thing, but on the inside, in that dark little place that only you know about, the truth lives.
Let’s say the opposite is true. You find yourself very attracted to someone, yet you distance yourself and maybe even avoid this person because showing any signs of affection toward this person is inappropriate for whatever reason. Yet if you disliked this person, it would be fine to have lunch, go for a walk in the park, engage in lengthy conversation – because – it’s all an act. You have no feelings for this person. It’s the guy down the street you really want to be with. All lies. If there is any hope in surviving in a world full of lies, we must tell the obvious truth, at least to certain people. The truth is that we don't have time to tell lies. We don't have time to stand still and weave these elaborate webs of deceit. We only have time to believe what is true. Believe that we will be okay. Believe that we will make it. To do otherwise is to live a constant lie and why even bother? What kind of life can be lived when you constantly have to watch your step, consider every word you say, control or deny your feelings so that no one will ever get a glimpse of what’s behind the mask.
How do you ever really know what’s true? How can you tell if someone really likes or dislikes you? How do you determine if someone feels the same way about you as you do about them when you can’t even tell that person how you really feel? In any relationship there are risks. If you do too much, you can scare the other person away. Do too little and they’ll think you’re not interested and go looking elsewhere. At what point do I remove the disguise, dig up your secret and tell someone your hearts desires? At what point can we all stop living a lie?
P.S. To the daily readers if this blog: excuse my randomness.....i just needed to vent!
To u kno who: You needed to read this!!
- SistaLova
There are rules. There are things you can’t say, shouldn’t say, shouldn’t do – no matter how right it feels. Feelings, feelings complicate everything. Most of the time you can get by, no matter what life decides to throw at you, but then those annoying feelings come marching in. They always arrive when you’re at your weakest or when you’re most distracted. It’s like they are always lurking, just waiting for a break in your defenses. There are good and bad feelings.
You would think that good feelings are always a good thing and bad feelings always bad, but this is not the case – especially when you’re feelings involve other people, and they almost always do.
There are times when good emotions have to be kept a secret because some people won’t understand and they will feel threatened and use your them against you. This is when good feelings can actually make you feel bad – because you can’t act on them or tell anyone about them. How many secrets can you keep before you go completely mad? In this world that's full of secrets how do people ever survive? How can we be prepared for anything when everything has to be such a secret? When you can’t admit your true feelings, are you lying? How can we be truthful about anything if we continue to lie about almost everything? Who is it we’re lying to – ourselves? If you truly dislike someone, but you’re nice to them and talk to them and maybe even do things with them, are lying to them? Your actions clearly say one thing, but on the inside, in that dark little place that only you know about, the truth lives.
Let’s say the opposite is true. You find yourself very attracted to someone, yet you distance yourself and maybe even avoid this person because showing any signs of affection toward this person is inappropriate for whatever reason. Yet if you disliked this person, it would be fine to have lunch, go for a walk in the park, engage in lengthy conversation – because – it’s all an act. You have no feelings for this person. It’s the guy down the street you really want to be with. All lies. If there is any hope in surviving in a world full of lies, we must tell the obvious truth, at least to certain people. The truth is that we don't have time to tell lies. We don't have time to stand still and weave these elaborate webs of deceit. We only have time to believe what is true. Believe that we will be okay. Believe that we will make it. To do otherwise is to live a constant lie and why even bother? What kind of life can be lived when you constantly have to watch your step, consider every word you say, control or deny your feelings so that no one will ever get a glimpse of what’s behind the mask.
How do you ever really know what’s true? How can you tell if someone really likes or dislikes you? How do you determine if someone feels the same way about you as you do about them when you can’t even tell that person how you really feel? In any relationship there are risks. If you do too much, you can scare the other person away. Do too little and they’ll think you’re not interested and go looking elsewhere. At what point do I remove the disguise, dig up your secret and tell someone your hearts desires? At what point can we all stop living a lie?
P.S. To the daily readers if this blog: excuse my randomness.....i just needed to vent!
To u kno who: You needed to read this!!
- SistaLova
Thursday, April 06, 2006
What's Your Biggest Fear?
I know… I know! I apologise in advance…you can probably guess from the title that I'm not going to continue with my 'adventures' in this post … its just that this topic was a matter still fresh in my head, so I decided to write but I promise…. you readers have my word…. I am going to make sure my next post is about what I got up to in those 'exciting' weeks.
So anyway… what’s your biggest fear?
I asked a few friends of mine… just to get a varied answer of what people’s biggest fears were and even though I was looking for some sort of variation…. I actually got similarities.
Death... waking up to realise you’ve married the wrong person... failure, and so on and so forth. They basically fell into these categories: marriage, death, failure and regret. Asking people these questions made me realise that even though some of us have that ‘don’t care attitude’… we actually do care, 'cos if we didn't care, (personally I think) we wouldn't necessarily have a biggest fear (if you catch my drift).
My biggest fear…. I have loads…. Regretting important choices I’ve made concerning my career, my spouse… death…. Not making it into heaven (I don’t dwell on that one too much), I believe I’m going to heaven…. My last one is watching my younger siblings grow up and seeing them amount to nothing. Not that I concentrate on that but I don’t think I’d be strong enough to handle negative criticism from other members of the family (on behalf of my siblings) if you know what I mean.
I know you’re probably thinking where did that come from… but don’t you ever spend days thinking about different issues… wondering 'what if' or 'why' certain things happen. I actually have many days of ‘thinking’ and it bothers me that I think so much but hey… that’s another side of me. I’m a thinker… every situation I’m in or have been in… believe it or not… I’ve thought about it, maybe a bit too much, but I’ve thought about it. What I realised about being a ‘thinker’ is that you tend to plan things to the smallest detail and sometimes, just sometimes your plan doesn’t go to plan. Then what?
Then readers, you become an analyst, analysing every single thing, why it went wrong and what could happen if you got another chance. KMT. If only I could change this nature in myself… I seriously would. There are times when I want to live each day like it’s my last but to be honest that doesn’t happen and there’s me…. still being the ‘thinker’.
There are days when I have the ‘don’t care attitude’ but then it doesn’t last for too long… because as I said before, having that attitude actually means you do care.
Then I thought for a while and actually realised what my biggest fear was. I mean all the fears I listed are big... trust me. But if you couldn't establish (couldn't isolate) what you're biggest fear was, it's probably because you've deceived yourself into thinking you don't have one. And I'll be real honest with you... I know exactly what my biggest fear is and as lame as it may be... i think it's the root of most issues I come across.
My fear : disappointment.
I met him several times when I was younger... plenty more times as I grew older and frankly having to meet dissapointment again in the near future... puts me in some kind of fear. Some kind of apprehension that as time goes by... he gets uglier and uglier.
- Gabrielle
So anyway… what’s your biggest fear?
I asked a few friends of mine… just to get a varied answer of what people’s biggest fears were and even though I was looking for some sort of variation…. I actually got similarities.
Death... waking up to realise you’ve married the wrong person... failure, and so on and so forth. They basically fell into these categories: marriage, death, failure and regret. Asking people these questions made me realise that even though some of us have that ‘don’t care attitude’… we actually do care, 'cos if we didn't care, (personally I think) we wouldn't necessarily have a biggest fear (if you catch my drift).
My biggest fear…. I have loads…. Regretting important choices I’ve made concerning my career, my spouse… death…. Not making it into heaven (I don’t dwell on that one too much), I believe I’m going to heaven…. My last one is watching my younger siblings grow up and seeing them amount to nothing. Not that I concentrate on that but I don’t think I’d be strong enough to handle negative criticism from other members of the family (on behalf of my siblings) if you know what I mean.
I know you’re probably thinking where did that come from… but don’t you ever spend days thinking about different issues… wondering 'what if' or 'why' certain things happen. I actually have many days of ‘thinking’ and it bothers me that I think so much but hey… that’s another side of me. I’m a thinker… every situation I’m in or have been in… believe it or not… I’ve thought about it, maybe a bit too much, but I’ve thought about it. What I realised about being a ‘thinker’ is that you tend to plan things to the smallest detail and sometimes, just sometimes your plan doesn’t go to plan. Then what?
Then readers, you become an analyst, analysing every single thing, why it went wrong and what could happen if you got another chance. KMT. If only I could change this nature in myself… I seriously would. There are times when I want to live each day like it’s my last but to be honest that doesn’t happen and there’s me…. still being the ‘thinker’.
There are days when I have the ‘don’t care attitude’ but then it doesn’t last for too long… because as I said before, having that attitude actually means you do care.
Then I thought for a while and actually realised what my biggest fear was. I mean all the fears I listed are big... trust me. But if you couldn't establish (couldn't isolate) what you're biggest fear was, it's probably because you've deceived yourself into thinking you don't have one. And I'll be real honest with you... I know exactly what my biggest fear is and as lame as it may be... i think it's the root of most issues I come across.
My fear : disappointment.
I met him several times when I was younger... plenty more times as I grew older and frankly having to meet dissapointment again in the near future... puts me in some kind of fear. Some kind of apprehension that as time goes by... he gets uglier and uglier.
- Gabrielle
Thursday, March 30, 2006
Back on the Scene
So I went on a break to live LIFE… writing everyday was stripping me from actually being able to let you guys know what was really going on in my life. So… what’s happened since my departure? A LOT!!! Oh my days!!! SOOOOOOO MUCH… so much I think it’s going to take a few days to fully complete the story.
So let me start at the beginning… relax, push your chair back and read on… my life… and its action.
Where do I start?? Umm… my quest for a husband is officially over!! How many times have I said that? I know, I know. LOADS. But this time I mean it and I’m not saying it because I’ve found THE ONE, in fact I don’t think I’m even near to him yet but I’ve realised something… I like to worry. I mean, I think I’ve picked up some of my mum’s traits and ‘worrying’ is on her list of characteristics. Honestly! To tell you the truth I have always been a worrier… to the point where if something is troubling me I won’t sleep, won’t eat, won’t even watch tv and if you know the type of person I am… when I don’t watch tv… there’s a problem. Some people find shopping therapeutic, others find that playing Pro Evolution sorts them out but with me its tv.
So, back to the story, it seems like every time I start talking to a guy, I’m infatuated then a few days later (1 week maximum) I’m off him. I was told by my friend that I have 'commitment issues' but I don’t think that’s it. Now I’ve decided to go on with life whichever way it sways me…. And boi… has it swayed me in some different directions. As my uni life became more exciting and I started to make new friends – I realised there was more to life than wondering whether a guy liked me or not … so now that I’ve got that guy issue out of the way I can commence to tell you about what really went down these past few weeks, and to tell you the truth I never knew I had it in me.
Read my next post… the first part into my much needed break.
- Gabrielle
So let me start at the beginning… relax, push your chair back and read on… my life… and its action.
Where do I start?? Umm… my quest for a husband is officially over!! How many times have I said that? I know, I know. LOADS. But this time I mean it and I’m not saying it because I’ve found THE ONE, in fact I don’t think I’m even near to him yet but I’ve realised something… I like to worry. I mean, I think I’ve picked up some of my mum’s traits and ‘worrying’ is on her list of characteristics. Honestly! To tell you the truth I have always been a worrier… to the point where if something is troubling me I won’t sleep, won’t eat, won’t even watch tv and if you know the type of person I am… when I don’t watch tv… there’s a problem. Some people find shopping therapeutic, others find that playing Pro Evolution sorts them out but with me its tv.
So, back to the story, it seems like every time I start talking to a guy, I’m infatuated then a few days later (1 week maximum) I’m off him. I was told by my friend that I have 'commitment issues' but I don’t think that’s it. Now I’ve decided to go on with life whichever way it sways me…. And boi… has it swayed me in some different directions. As my uni life became more exciting and I started to make new friends – I realised there was more to life than wondering whether a guy liked me or not … so now that I’ve got that guy issue out of the way I can commence to tell you about what really went down these past few weeks, and to tell you the truth I never knew I had it in me.
Read my next post… the first part into my much needed break.
- Gabrielle
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
Its Been A Long Time.....
Hey guys....I kno its been a while but i just needed a lil "time out" on the whole blogging thing. I love the idea of saying what I want when I want to....(not that I dont already). But the idea of afrodivas was to write about our lives and laugh whether it was good or bad, the truth is I wanted or needed to do a bit more living! Its all good now because the team is back!!
Ok... So i volunteered to write the first post back (kmt...Me & My eager self!), I didnt think it would be so hard. I even asked a friend of mine to give me a topic!! her response was, Whats the point in blogging?
So here it goes....
I used to wonder why people put personal stuff about themselves on the web. What if the wrong person were to find it and read it? But what is the likelihood of that ever happening? I mean, how big is the web? And unless I hand that wrong person the address of this website and reveal my identity on this site, how are they ever going to find it? So why bother? Well, that was the dilemma...but not anymore, everything said on this site is ALWAYS a true and honest expression of how I feel or felt at that time and there is no point in living in fear of what others think. (But I will admit sometimes I say things that I just know, peps are gonna have a problem with!)
I guess secretly I want the wrong people to find the site, because like I've said before some people cant handle the truth face to face. I love hearing about someone that I care about taking the time to actually try find this site and that they care enough about me to sit and read it. And then there are total strangers who stumble across it and take the time to comment.
I know I’m different ( I perfer the term individual..lol), I always have been I mean I can pass for normal or boring when I want to, but it takes effort...lol. What’s nice is when I post something and someone will say something like “I can relate to what you’re saying because I feel the same way", especially during our hiatus... big thanks to all da peps that left voice and text message(s) * notice I said messages...lets just say some of you are crazy...lol* asking us to come back...lol. Sometimes it’s just nice to see the number of visitors to our site even if no one says anything. But you know I enjoy the messages more!!
So maybe I’m doing this so I don’t let life get too crazy for me. And maybe I’m doing this just to get stuff out of my head. There will also be days when there’s no reason to spill words out on the screen except that writing is what I do and what I feel like doing at that moment, what I actually enjoy. I just write, like I was having a conversation with a total stranger on a long bus trip...not that I talk to strangers, I learnt that lesson in primary school lol!!
I am a humble person with some amazing things to say...lol and I guess the whole point of a blog for me is that I can just say it!
- SistaLova
Ok... So i volunteered to write the first post back (kmt...Me & My eager self!), I didnt think it would be so hard. I even asked a friend of mine to give me a topic!! her response was, Whats the point in blogging?
So here it goes....
I used to wonder why people put personal stuff about themselves on the web. What if the wrong person were to find it and read it? But what is the likelihood of that ever happening? I mean, how big is the web? And unless I hand that wrong person the address of this website and reveal my identity on this site, how are they ever going to find it? So why bother? Well, that was the dilemma...but not anymore, everything said on this site is ALWAYS a true and honest expression of how I feel or felt at that time and there is no point in living in fear of what others think. (But I will admit sometimes I say things that I just know, peps are gonna have a problem with!)
I guess secretly I want the wrong people to find the site, because like I've said before some people cant handle the truth face to face. I love hearing about someone that I care about taking the time to actually try find this site and that they care enough about me to sit and read it. And then there are total strangers who stumble across it and take the time to comment.
I know I’m different ( I perfer the term individual..lol), I always have been I mean I can pass for normal or boring when I want to, but it takes effort...lol. What’s nice is when I post something and someone will say something like “I can relate to what you’re saying because I feel the same way", especially during our hiatus... big thanks to all da peps that left voice and text message(s) * notice I said messages...lets just say some of you are crazy...lol* asking us to come back...lol. Sometimes it’s just nice to see the number of visitors to our site even if no one says anything. But you know I enjoy the messages more!!
So maybe I’m doing this so I don’t let life get too crazy for me. And maybe I’m doing this just to get stuff out of my head. There will also be days when there’s no reason to spill words out on the screen except that writing is what I do and what I feel like doing at that moment, what I actually enjoy. I just write, like I was having a conversation with a total stranger on a long bus trip...not that I talk to strangers, I learnt that lesson in primary school lol!!
I am a humble person with some amazing things to say...lol and I guess the whole point of a blog for me is that I can just say it!
- SistaLova
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
Soon Come!!
Hey people....its been a while since the AfroDivas have been missing in action. But im pleased to say that we are returning on the 28th March!....so check us out a few changes have been made in the AfroDivas camp, so this blog will not have daily entries like before....but dont worry their will be regular updates and a few changes on the site. Peace....
- AfroDivas
- AfroDivas
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
To Be Continued.....
Wassup people, this is a final post from "da Afro Divas".....dont worry, we're coming back in a couple of weeks!
We have all enjoyed working on this site and hope to continue soon... bigger and better than before!
The date of our return has'nt been confirmed yet, so just watch this space!!....peace
- AfroDivas
We have all enjoyed working on this site and hope to continue soon... bigger and better than before!
The date of our return has'nt been confirmed yet, so just watch this space!!....peace
- AfroDivas
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