Things I can't change...

"I want to wear ur black top" ..."pls wear another,I want to wear it,more so it will expand"....Wrong answer,and dere goes d story of ma life m reminded off everytime I say no to anything she wants,"selfish,stingy foolish gal" neva fail to make d list..I shlda just pretended like I was sleeping,like everytime she goes m jst selfish,like seriously selfish,I wanna laff bt definitely dt won't b appropriate in d matter,so I jst plug in ma earpiece,listen to ma asa album and just let d whole insults av been hearing 4 d past 6months and somehow av gotten used to jst slide,but I neva fail to think of d exact reason she's saying m selfish,d only reason is cause she's a lot more selfish,like cos I dnt give u wat u want,who's rily selfish in dis context,all u r thinking abt is wat u want,nt ma reasons,jst wat u want and den I get to b called d selfish one,rily *raisedeyebrows*,she neva listens to ma reasons,she neva listens to wat I av to say,as long as she's nt getting wat she wants I am d selfish one....asides d fact dt I hate d word selfish,d fact I hate som1 using it on me,I hate wen pple jst dnt choose deir words correctly,like fucking think of d situation at ground b4 using a particular word,think of d real meaning of d word b4 us use it,well as I always say "u av to b something b4 u can recognize some1 who's d same"...everytime she goes "bla bla u r selfish"..d whole situation jst becomes funny and I go quiet,talk to ma blocked ears,seems u jst myt feel better.....so go ahead vent,at least we both benefit 4rm d tym....."There's a place I'ld love to be" asa screams in ma ears n m thinking definitely not ere!!!
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The Irony Of Me

I don't like attention but I hate when I'm not getting it
I don't want to be with anyone asides you but i cant do without flirting
I don't want to act without thinking but I am always spontaneous
I don't want to not spend my life with you but he seems to be sharing ma heart with you
I hate going through unnecessary pain but i can't do without my six foot heels
I don't give a rat's ass about anybody's opinion of me but i want to know wat they say behind my back
I hate relationships but i don't want to be single
I hate galfriends but i cant do without them
I hate being short but i really love my stature
I don't want to have fences around my heart but i hate being soft
I don't want to be referred to as selfish but i put myself first (most tyms)
I hate being a loner but i would rather be by myself

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I look like a "bad" gal but I'm really just a saint......

Diary Of An Intern II

Okk maybe I'm not tired of the free lunch(es) i get wivout even asking,or the attention i dnt even seek for, or d smirk i see on the GMO's face every time I'm on heels, or the looks of amazement on all deir faces as dey keep wondering "where is dis babe from?", or that ma boss tries to hide the fact that she likes me....I'm definitely not tired of the free lunch(es),like definitely not tired, just maybe that's d only thing that keeps me going sef..yh i know,i like food...loool...

*lunches ---- dere's a word like dt ryt???...

Diary Of An Intern

Here I am filling my logbook by dubbing from anoda person's logbook...I'm so tired of getting up at 4:30am, tired of rushing out of the house by 5:40am (when m early enof) to join d staff bus that leaves at 6am, I'm tired of not having time for myself, I'm tired of looking for something coperate to wear every morning (I'm not d coperate type,I'm more of a jeans/skimpy skirts person), I'm tired of having to plaster a smile on my face at work so they don't think i'm rude, I'm tired of having to pretend I'm scared of ma boss cos in truth i dont give a fuck, I'm tired of not being able to stare at my BB all day, I'm tired of not being able to sing along with ma phone when i've got earpiece on, I'm tired of working with old people, they are so demanding, I'm tired of having to laugh at dry jokes cos I have no choice, I'm tired of pretending i enjoy the silly errands I do 4 them, I'm tired of learning nothing, I'm tired of flirting with the old men that feel they r still young, or the married one who jst wants to tap ma ass, y'all are boring mahn, accept d fact that ur tym as gone, I'm tired of being so nice, I'm tired of having to wear make up everyday, I'm tired of getting home late, I'm tired of loosing weight all in the name of work, I'm tired of having to come up with various excuses just to miss a day of work, I'm tired of wearing strings everyday so pant-line don't show, i love ma knickers mahn, I'm tired of complaining.......

In all sincerity, this thing called IT should be scrapped...like WTH, I would rather be in sch, read all d books, prepare for exam and stab classes as much as i want than be ere.......I'm so tired!!!!!!

Joy Of An Intern

She (my boss) looked at me and she said "I really enjoy you working here,I'm not sure i want to let you go".....whoot whoot!!, i could scream at that moment,take off ma bra and wave it in the air, jump on her table, give her a strip tease, french kiss her like she has never been just to show how happy i was...loool...i was so happy but all i did was smile and said "Thank you ma". I finally got my first comment, after months of misunderstanding, complaints and a fight....

YOU...

"The perfect guy is just an illusion", i remember when this was my slogan, and i believed every word of it until you came along....

Rants Of A Short Girl

I look all around me and I realise I'm the only one very close to the ground. It's not like it makes any difference when i fall cos there isn't so much distance between the floor and me anyways. Then, i start wondering and thinking if God knew what my plans were/would be if i was taller, why one of my parents is short, why i had to be the one out of all the children to inherit such gene. At times, i feel so insecure cos i think everyone is looking down at me. I raise my head most times just to talk to people except when i'm sitting down sha..i'm scared to walk with tall people cos of the fear that i might, i mean i will be the shortest person amongst them and also very shy to walk wth short people cos i think it is so obvious we are all short.

I keep asking myself, did God really create me short cos he had a reason or cos he wanted to limit my plans as a tall person? And then people refer to me as cute, i look at them, *rme* and say who wants to be cute, i wanna be beautiful cos thats the term used for tall girls. I see tall gals and i laugh cos i wld be guessing if i would be between their hip bone and their belly button....loool....

There is no name i havent been called, smallie, cutie, portable, petite, miniature, short gal, and my favourite of all, "Mini me"...loool...that's just the funniest, the list still goes on o but these are the most common....At times i look at myself and i vex, i dey vex say i no tall, i beg God to just make me tall 4 a day...just 4 a day!!!....i look myself, vex for my mother, why she no commit adultery at that point of her life, yet she is the major person that torments me about my height....and then after all the stress of trying to look big, wear some pain-giving six inches shoe, make up, learn how to walk on heels all in the name of trying to be tall, i still get comments like "awww, you are so cute, just like a baby"........aaaaarrrrgggghhhhh.......




 PS This story is highly fictional...lool...