Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Monday, September 6, 2010
So, he met a girl, looking damn fine and sexy, proceeded to call her over, she reluctantly went. After a few pleasantries he persuaded her to roll with him and three of his other friends. First warning! Which woman rides with four strange men?! On their way to their destination bad girl had the coarsest, crudest tongue, not matching the image conjured by the mind, when her package was first seen. When they got their destination, she seductively asked for drinks, amongst other things, warning two~she barely knows this dude and this after he offered her a few bits already on arrival at their destination, she didn't even remember his name. Then at the end of the evening she proceeds to ask for a specific some of money to go home. Now, if you remove everything else and left the the number of "wants" she had, translate it into our indigenous vernacular "mi waaa" repeat it a few times and I reckon she would sound like a Siren indeed. Men be careful of these Siren Girls, take note of the warning signs that she sends out; for some beauty is really only skin deep. I know for most the physical appeal equals nookie, pretty much instantly but think of it this way once you lock in you have no clue what you maybe unleashing! Have wonderful day!!!
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Hello wonderful people!!!! I know it's pretty early and it's a Sunday but I just created my blog and I am super excited about my first post. The only sad thing is that it begins with the mental enslavement of most of people still in our Jamaican society. I was at work one day in the line staff lunch room which already shows social division, yes I said it. There is one lunch room for line staff and one for sups/managers. Anyhow, this rasta man walks into the lunch room and sits next to this brownin, as we would put it in our indigenous language. I usually block out what is going on around me in that room and focus on more pressing matters like when is my next nail appointment lol kidding but I could not help but overhear what this man saying to the brownin. He told her how beautiful her brown skin was and how much is brownin him love and he chided her about a bruise she had on her hand and told her not to spoil her pretty skin. By this, being a beautiful dark skinned woman I had to pause my thoughts on my nails and look at who is really talking. The woman was soo put off by him. BTW his wife is a dark-skinned woman. Another light-skinned woman walked in and asked him how him just admiring up the woman so, what happen to his wife at home. He proceeded to say, that he loves his wife but him just love brownin more, he would do anything for a brownin. He asked the other light-skinned woman, which of you are browner? That is when I almost became ill. Now I understand why the lunch rooms are divided and many other procedures are the way they are where I work. The very same people that complain about inequality are the same slaves of their own minds. At that point, I only had pity for myself as a sensible dark-skinned woman as it means I have to work twice as hard to prove I have evolved. Please emancipate your minds people. Free yourselves from the mental bondage that oppressed us back in slavery days. Educate your minds, not necessarily with books but with the change of the times. Have a blessed Sunday!!!!