Obviously, it's Friday.
First, before I began another episode of my brain dumping itself into the Internet, I'd love to take a few taps on the keyboard to thank everyone who visits my page. I know it's not much but I definitely am fully aware that I am not alone in my own little world as far as my thought processing is concerned and I appreciate the fact that I know there are other strange (yet brilliant) people out there who can respect my perspective on life.
That sounded pretty damn good. Just want you all to know that was a first draft up there...straight from the pit of my [arm...heart...mosh...plums/peaches/cherries...whichever sort of pit you can relate to as being "deep" I guess lol.]
Alright, enough of that "mushy stuff"...you know, every time someone says that phrase, I can't help but refer my brain back in time to that uncomfortably graphic Jay-Z chorus from "I Just Wanna Love Ya" on the Dynasty album...I know, I know...not like I memorized that song entirely too young or anything but anyway...
Yesterday I had an amazing feeling rushing through my body. "What was it?", you may be enquiring. It was strictly adrenaline. Pure testosterone (women have testosterone too btw lol). I worked out a little more intensely than I planned and felt so great, nobody could tell me anything. Seriously lol. Malcolm and I went to Winn Dixie with the girls after we left the park. We did our regular amazing bargain shopping and were ready to check-out...
We pull up to Lane 3 and no one serviced us so I uhh...kinda flipped the switch off.
I'm not quite sure what had come over me but I know for sure I probably said a few slick words to the empty lane as we walked to another line, like you know "What the hell is this? Where's the dog'on switch...don't have on the light if you ain't 'bout to ring me up...shooot...."
OK, just to clarify, I was completely out of character last night. The ratchet came up out of my spirit and chose to act a fool in Winn Dixie...of all places. And to make it worse, I was trippin but it looked strange because I didn't have a whole buggy of groceries lol.I literally had 2 items...buy 1 get one (don't judge me...well you can but keep in mind, I was hype and high on exercise). And I had that "angry momma in the store" face the whole time the lady was ringing us up.... Especially after she specifically asked me and my crew (Malcolm and the girls) who turned off the light in lane 3. Malcolm, poor thing, says "oh, you know...I'm not su..." and I cut in, quite boldly, and announced "I did it." with the 'who gon check me boo' face...and barely anyone was even in the Winn Dixie...like it wasn't packed enough for my "scene" to be effective for my benefit...which is also probably the only reason I felt comfortable being so outspoken lol.
Felt f-ckin amazing to be honest with you but I'm pretty sure that was my one adulthood public indecency slip of my lifetime that I will consciously make sure doesn't happen again haha.
Once the girls snagged a few stickers and we rolled out, I started to think back on all the things I would've said and done in that grocery store. Unfortunately, none of the options that I mentally scanned through were any less ratchet than what had just occurred so I think I got out pretty nicely with at least a swig of dignity. But of course, every time I go to this particular store the staff will be like "Oh, Keisha! Girl, that's that heifer that flicked my lane light off!...Ratchet. Ass." But you know what, I bet they won't leave their lanes unattended anymore. So you're welcome Winn Dixie. I just improved your customer service skills.
But I said all of that to basically illustrate how wonderful I've been feeling lately after I work out. Damn, still can't believe I uhh...damn haha. (That was an awkward haha, not an obnoxious haha btw)
So that was the past, and I'm slowly getting over it actually. I guess I am...whatever. Alright today is Friday and I'm so excited. Don't have any particular reason really...just that I hate coming into work, clocking in, and then realizing...."Damn, gotta be in this bit tomorrow too? ugghh!"...Whereas on Friday, it's more of a "Hell yea, temporarily my last day in this bit!"
I apologize, I've had plenty of unexpected distractions this morning but my initial idea was to do a brief overview of my week...hence the title. This week has been such a flustered blur, I don't know where to begin but I'm hoping, if you just pictured what a flustered blur might look like, you'll understand why today is such a relief for me...yes.
Oh! Since all I can seem to remember is last night, I tried something new with my hair. I was using the twist-out method religiously for about a month. I realized I was getting extremely bored with twisting and wrapping my hair every night. I like to talk and sing to my hair when I work with it because it helps me find some sort of inspirational portal in my hair thesaurus. I lost my tune though. Doing the twist-outs, I felt more like cursing than singing. Just watching the clock as I twisted away kinda frustrated me. An occasional twisting is beautiful but every night? My hair is to thick for that..sooo I tried diffusing my hair and I love it. LOVE IT. It's just big and fluffy and bouncy and moisturized perfectly and beautiful and just...dayumn. You know how you look in the mirror some mornings and just wish you could see yourself from a stranger's perspective so you can compliment yourself excessively without being an ass about it?...Well, I do. All the time lol.
OK, not all the time, but usually that one day out the week where I feel like I danced around a little smoother with my locks than I did the day before...oh yea. Best believe I'm late for work from marvelling at my fly-self in the mirror...kinda mimicking what one might say if they would be meeting me for the first time and then, of course, my bashful "psh...noooo!me?fly?ha ha well thanks!gosh..."
I know I am not the only one who does this?? Well I don't do it anymore because I have Malcolm here but uhh...That used to be a routine I went through.
So I diffused my hair using a few YouTube tricks and I am in love with this. Only takes me about 15 minutes vs the 45 minutes it would take for me to twist my hair out.I'll probably diffuse after washing, then do a twist out as that starts to look worn out.
Well I typed with every free minute that I had on my Friday and I think I got a good bit of my brain digested. Thank you, again for reading!!!
-deena
First, before I began another episode of my brain dumping itself into the Internet, I'd love to take a few taps on the keyboard to thank everyone who visits my page. I know it's not much but I definitely am fully aware that I am not alone in my own little world as far as my thought processing is concerned and I appreciate the fact that I know there are other strange (yet brilliant) people out there who can respect my perspective on life.
That sounded pretty damn good. Just want you all to know that was a first draft up there...straight from the pit of my [arm...heart...mosh...plums/peaches/cherries...whichever sort of pit you can relate to as being "deep" I guess lol.]
Alright, enough of that "mushy stuff"...you know, every time someone says that phrase, I can't help but refer my brain back in time to that uncomfortably graphic Jay-Z chorus from "I Just Wanna Love Ya" on the Dynasty album...I know, I know...not like I memorized that song entirely too young or anything but anyway...
Yesterday I had an amazing feeling rushing through my body. "What was it?", you may be enquiring. It was strictly adrenaline. Pure testosterone (women have testosterone too btw lol). I worked out a little more intensely than I planned and felt so great, nobody could tell me anything. Seriously lol. Malcolm and I went to Winn Dixie with the girls after we left the park. We did our regular amazing bargain shopping and were ready to check-out...
We pull up to Lane 3 and no one serviced us so I uhh...kinda flipped the switch off.
I'm not quite sure what had come over me but I know for sure I probably said a few slick words to the empty lane as we walked to another line, like you know "What the hell is this? Where's the dog'on switch...don't have on the light if you ain't 'bout to ring me up...shooot...."
OK, just to clarify, I was completely out of character last night. The ratchet came up out of my spirit and chose to act a fool in Winn Dixie...of all places. And to make it worse, I was trippin but it looked strange because I didn't have a whole buggy of groceries lol.I literally had 2 items...buy 1 get one (don't judge me...well you can but keep in mind, I was hype and high on exercise). And I had that "angry momma in the store" face the whole time the lady was ringing us up.... Especially after she specifically asked me and my crew (Malcolm and the girls) who turned off the light in lane 3. Malcolm, poor thing, says "oh, you know...I'm not su..." and I cut in, quite boldly, and announced "I did it." with the 'who gon check me boo' face...and barely anyone was even in the Winn Dixie...like it wasn't packed enough for my "scene" to be effective for my benefit...which is also probably the only reason I felt comfortable being so outspoken lol.
Felt f-ckin amazing to be honest with you but I'm pretty sure that was my one adulthood public indecency slip of my lifetime that I will consciously make sure doesn't happen again haha.
Once the girls snagged a few stickers and we rolled out, I started to think back on all the things I would've said and done in that grocery store. Unfortunately, none of the options that I mentally scanned through were any less ratchet than what had just occurred so I think I got out pretty nicely with at least a swig of dignity. But of course, every time I go to this particular store the staff will be like "Oh, Keisha! Girl, that's that heifer that flicked my lane light off!...Ratchet. Ass." But you know what, I bet they won't leave their lanes unattended anymore. So you're welcome Winn Dixie. I just improved your customer service skills.
But I said all of that to basically illustrate how wonderful I've been feeling lately after I work out. Damn, still can't believe I uhh...damn haha. (That was an awkward haha, not an obnoxious haha btw)
So that was the past, and I'm slowly getting over it actually. I guess I am...whatever. Alright today is Friday and I'm so excited. Don't have any particular reason really...just that I hate coming into work, clocking in, and then realizing...."Damn, gotta be in this bit tomorrow too? ugghh!"...Whereas on Friday, it's more of a "Hell yea, temporarily my last day in this bit!"
I apologize, I've had plenty of unexpected distractions this morning but my initial idea was to do a brief overview of my week...hence the title. This week has been such a flustered blur, I don't know where to begin but I'm hoping, if you just pictured what a flustered blur might look like, you'll understand why today is such a relief for me...yes.
Oh! Since all I can seem to remember is last night, I tried something new with my hair. I was using the twist-out method religiously for about a month. I realized I was getting extremely bored with twisting and wrapping my hair every night. I like to talk and sing to my hair when I work with it because it helps me find some sort of inspirational portal in my hair thesaurus. I lost my tune though. Doing the twist-outs, I felt more like cursing than singing. Just watching the clock as I twisted away kinda frustrated me. An occasional twisting is beautiful but every night? My hair is to thick for that..sooo I tried diffusing my hair and I love it. LOVE IT. It's just big and fluffy and bouncy and moisturized perfectly and beautiful and just...dayumn. You know how you look in the mirror some mornings and just wish you could see yourself from a stranger's perspective so you can compliment yourself excessively without being an ass about it?...Well, I do. All the time lol.
OK, not all the time, but usually that one day out the week where I feel like I danced around a little smoother with my locks than I did the day before...oh yea. Best believe I'm late for work from marvelling at my fly-self in the mirror...kinda mimicking what one might say if they would be meeting me for the first time and then, of course, my bashful "psh...noooo!me?fly?ha ha well thanks!gosh..."
I know I am not the only one who does this?? Well I don't do it anymore because I have Malcolm here but uhh...That used to be a routine I went through.
So I diffused my hair using a few YouTube tricks and I am in love with this. Only takes me about 15 minutes vs the 45 minutes it would take for me to twist my hair out.I'll probably diffuse after washing, then do a twist out as that starts to look worn out.
Well I typed with every free minute that I had on my Friday and I think I got a good bit of my brain digested. Thank you, again for reading!!!
-deena
lmao this sort of thing something my daddy does on a monthly basis
ReplyDeletemy sister is a genius lol :) so funny. i could visualize the wd episode. now you know what it feels like to be me!! :)
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