Skiving Off Work And Random Spontaneity

Do you have a “fuck you!” that you want to say to someone but can’t? Come and say it here. I wrote this when I was at work pissed off as hell. Let me give a bit of background. I word in an educational establishment giving advice. On this day I was posted to another site. When I got there no one knew where I was supposed to be and there were NO materials whatsoever for me to use and no one seemed to know a thing. I work with the biggest bunch of losers to ever walk the face of this planet. If I dared I would gob in the faces of 90 percent of you scumbags.

My First Time in Nigeria

I went to Nigeria a couple of days after Christmas 2008 with my parents. It was my first time and since my mother is Nigerian we were meant to stay with her brother in Aguda, Surulere, Lagos. It’s funny because I went to my parent’s homelands both in the same year. I went to Jamaica in May and Nigeria in December. I had been to both Africa and the Caribbean before but never Nigeria or Jamaica.Got to the airport and it was a surreal experience. My mother didn’t even recognise her own brother. (She hasn’t seen him in about 20 years) Both my mother my father were picking out all types of strangers from the crowd.

Are Abusive Parents The Cause Of Childhood Obesity?

Overfeeding children is being likened to starving children. To an extent that is true as both have negative consequences but the difference is that parents who overfeed their children have different intentions to those that starve their children’s. Food is used as a treat, lack of food a punishment. Many parents think that they are showing their love by overfeeding their children. Although I was never fat as a kid and it wasn’t unhealthy stuff she would do it with my mother was definitely a “feeder.”

Caught Red-Handed With An Out Of Date Travelcard

I got to the station this morning and since I have been late to work 50 percent of the time in the past month, I made the conscious decision not to queue for a ticket as it would have resulted in me missing the train and making me late again. I got on the train with my out of date ticket, hoping I could just flash my old one to get through, or even better flash nothing if there were no inspectors and then just buy a new valid one in the station.

Cookie Monster On Crack

On my way to a friend’s house from work I bucked up on a weirdo at the train station. The platform was bustling with people and Deebo starts making a scene. Yes this dude looked something like Deebo. For those that don’t know the black guy in the picture below is Deebo. He was a character in the film Friday

I Hate Shopping

I tried to go shopping today. I say tried because my attempt was highly unsuccessful. I tell you I hate shopping. I got hot, took off my scarf, then got cold, so put it back on and then started sweating like a pig. All in the name of trying to pick up a few clothes this is what I had to go through. The lights in these stores are so bright and hot. They give me migraines and make me want to throw up.

When Keeping It Real Goes Wrong – The Sensimilla Saga

I took the spliff and took two pulls on it. Almost immediately I felt drowsy and I hate feeling drowsy, unless I’m ready to sleep. Something about watching Chrystal smoke and get high made me just want some. I was bored. It had been so long. I must have forgotten that I don’t even like the high that weed gives. Not long after my two pulls Chrystal’s phone rang. Keep in mind that this was about about 10/11pm. It was one of the guys we had met about a week earlier at a bar. At the time that we had met them there were two of them and two of us so we hung out with them for a couple hours and then exchanged numbers.

Even If You Are Black You Should Protect Your Skin From The Sun

always figured that my natural melanin was enough protection against the sun. I never used sunscreen, never burnt, never peeled and could never understand my friends who were darker than me that did use it. What was the point if your skin has an inbuilt protection mechanism? That was my thought process, until January the 30th 2007.

Biting Nails And Acrylic For Toes

My toenails suck. For as long as I can remember I have been a finger nail and toe nail (that flexibility has since gone) biter. People ask me if I do it out of nervousness. I say no. If it is nerves then it must be in my subconscious. I do it because I enjoy it and sometimes because there is something in between my teeth and there is no floss to hand. In this situation I will bite the corner of the nail so it forms a sort of miniature toothpick. I will use this toothpick nail to jab out whatever is in between the teeth.

Ending A Relationship

There is a story behind my relationship with Thirteen. It was my unlucky number. Every Friday the 13th, fear of impending doom would consume me, and I must say it was irrational as nothing bad had ever happened to me on any Friday the 13th, but still the fear was real. Thirteen was my enemy. I hated him/her (Thirteen is a hermaphrodite… super-gendered.) I knew that this fear was irrational but somehow I had internalised that it was an unlucky day and 13 an unlucky number and couldn’t escape that feeling.