Firstly, I knew the movie was overrated and propelled to greatness mainly by my fellow black people's need to have what white people have. Wanting to have what others have isn't really a bad thing, except maybe when it's towards a freaking imaginary hero... I mean.
These past few weeks have been proper exhausting; mentally, physically, socially you name it. I feel I am a tiptoe away from breakdown constantly. This was confirmed when I started having breakouts on my face. I never have breakouts, not even on my periods. I have thought plenty about support. My continual tiredness, tenseness and… Continue reading This thing called support
I am a creature of habit. I notice repititive behaviours and file them away. Apparently, my mind is desperate to be one day chosen as the world's first human computer hybrid. This also explains why I excelled in Quantitative reasoning in primary school. So, I totally understood my shock and ultimate crash when Eggman's Tuesday… Continue reading Blame it on the long island
Th vision of 2018 can be summed up in two words: Get money! Make that three: Get money legally. The plan was equally as simple, but with way more words : create ready to wear pieces by outsourcing. Simple, right? RIGHT?! If you thought "yeah or duh or indeed young chap chapette" you'd be wrong....… Continue reading The journey of labour
How many minds have I changed over a twitter argument? Little... Very very little. But yet there I'll be, frontline in battle, day in day out, hands pursed over my keyboard, heart beating and brain twisting up charming insults in readiness... Ready to be tipped into anger at any given moment, ready to 'type-lash' individuals into seeing the errors only my brilliant eyes could see and direct them away from. For free oh! It's not like I was getting paid... I was actually paying, using my own data for all of this.
My last "fine dining" experience was at Debonairs Pizza where, midmeal, a waiter appeared and just came up and started cleaning the table. Our exposed pizza lay on the table, having coitus with the particles he was drumming up from his filthy rag.
Prompt: "One thing you need to say" Your eyes are your worst enemies in the game of meeting people. Growing up, I was very judgemental of women based on how they dressed and acted. Somehow my eyes learned and saw anything short or revealing in any way as an invitation for male attention.. which made… Continue reading Day 16: the prompts in my words