SOMETHING I NEED TO GET OFF MY CHEST

I DO NOT GREET YOU, BECAUSE WHAT I HAVE TO SAY MAY CAUSE OFFENCE, BUT IT IS EATING AWAY AT ME.

M I S F I T S I S O V E R R A T E D

THERE I SAID IT. THE WORLD CAN NOW RETURN TO ITS NATURAL ORDER

THE TRUTH INDEED SETS FREE....

I N M E M O R Y O F L O V E PART III

Greetings my lovelies,

There is this rather intriguing show, which I cant help but watch religiously. No I am not talking about misfits.*shakes head*. I am talking about the amazing program, that has graced our screens, The Family.

How does this have anything to do with love, I hear you murmur through the liquid crystal display (LCD)?

E V E R Y T H I N G

Uncle Sunday, (yes I use uncle because in my mind I consider myself tied to the rather conventional yet scanty African family, especially every Nigerian family) referred to African love lasting longer than the westernised notions of love.

His sentiments threw me into thought.

As participants of the western culture we have been accustomed to minute marriages and speedy divorces but neglect those significant promises we made at the alter, registry office, Vegas. Yes, Vegas.

To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse,for richer, for poorer, in sickness or in health, to love and to cherish, 'till death do us apart.

I agree soppy language is for the dire romantics amongst us,the staunch romeos and Juliets amidst us, but I'm an advocate for love. So my lovelies , let us ponder on love together, better yet, let us raise our shots of Smirnoff in memory of love.

C H E E R S

I N M E M O R Y O F L O V E P A R T II

Greetings my lovelies,

I have refrained from writing, as you can probably observe, my posts are a bit scanty.(that word scanty crept into my vocabulary overnight and now I cannot stop using it). Anyway, I digress. I'm back in full effect and I'm remembering love. We have established from recent posts that this love at first sight notion is a farce, a decoy if you will. OK a decoy is perhaps extreme, but you can understand my meaning.Hopefully. A good friend of gave me insight into his opinion on love this week, not that I particularly wanted to hear it.

Y o u w i l l h a v e t o s i t d o w n f o r t h i s , o r b e t t e r y e t g r a b t w o s h o t s o f s m i r n o f f,or a bottle.

I will rehash the conversation to you so that your perplexity matches mine.

me:How is the search going for a wife ?

him: lol forget all that jus want my car

me:Christopher substituting a girl for a car

him: yh women are no longer needed.

I do not under any circumstances advocate reckless drinking, but D R I N K NOW.

Being a somewhat hapless romantic, I was truly stunned by his somewhat nonchalant demeanour.. Is it possible that our generation will end up miserable like that character from Dickens' Christmas Carol?

You guys do as you please, as for me I'm off to drown my sorrows in memory of love.

stay tipsy,

Signing out, miss_understood

I N M E M O R Y O F L O V E

it is the colour of light

the shape of of sound high in the evergreens

it lies suspending hills

a blue line in a red sky

I am looking at sound

I'm hearing the brightness of high bluffs and almond trees

I am tasting the wilderness of lakes, rivers and streams

caught in an angle of song

I am remembering water that glows in the dawn

the motion tumbled in earth

life hidden in mounds

I am dancing a bright beam of life

I am remembering love.

- Love Jones

LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT

Greetings my lovelies,

After years of toiling with this issue(your right toiling might simply be an exaggeration) BUT nonetheless, I have finally decided to let the cyber world know that love at first sight is a myth.

Y E S , A , M Y T H

The whole idealistic notion that you meet a fine young gentleman or woman in a naturalistic environment, whilst your hearts pulsate and your eyes meet,despite the distance between you does sound pretty.

S a d l y c h i l d r e n, t h e w h o l e n o t i o n i s f a k e.

After the dreamy hiatus from reality, we find our prince to be far from charming and our damsel can't cook.

T o c o n c l u d e , i t w a s n o t l o v e a t a l l , i t w a s h u n g e r.

stay tipsy,

Signing out Miss_understood

Wifey season

There is a phenomena brewing in the underground world (IE the world of bbm, face book and the rest) that our male counterparts wait for in earnest. They desperately hold on to their loins for the return of wifey season .Wifey season defined simply is the time of the year, more specifically winter, whereby a boy/man seeks the company of a girl/woman in a effort to keep warm, crude as that sounds.However, the joke lies in the fact that seasons are predisposed to change, therefore that warm, fuzzy feeling you attach to your relationship come Christmas day becomes cold,prickly hate by news years eve.......

So Happy holidays guys

stay tipsy,
Signing out Miss_understood

Good Hair

Chris Rock's film has put a spotlight on the recurring topic that is good hair. Media images have us predisposed to thinking long luscious WEAVE (I say weave because the hair in videos is FAKE) is the epitome of beauty....

but guess what?

IMAGES LIE.

Good hair like all things in life, is simply a label.

Therefore your hair will be whatever YOU call it to be.

However, that is no excuse to wear a rats tail on your scalp and label it fashion, because that will never catch on!

stay tipsy,

signing out

miss_understood