CHEERS

I just finished typing a project that is due tomorrow night. I was so relieved. I went downstairs to get something to drink. When I got back, the screen had this not responding phrase and the page disappears. The whole 12 pages disappeared. I am laughing now, but 10 minutes ago I was almost in tears. Gosh I feel like screaming. Then I thought of one of my happy places blogger, so here I am..lol. I will worry about that project tomorrow ( I can’t fit shout, I am not willow smith).


Anywho how have you all been? I missed you guyz oh. I really do. Hope the feeling is mutual *crickets* . It’s all good I still missed you guyz anyways. Yes welcome to the month of March. Hope we will march forward this month. I have 17 birthdays coming up this month from my family and friends. It’s a full month indeed. I need to budget for all the cards and presents I am going to buy this month or I can just move to another town.. no? . I don’t know if it’s just me or is it because it’s a new month, but people are surprisingly nice to me. People are naturally nice to me, but these particular ones barely give me the time of day. I don’t get it. As in teachers, colleagues, even my mum..lol ( long story). I am not complaining or anything it’s just weird. I like it though maybe God knows I deserve a break. Thank you lol




My blog will be two this month. I can’t believe my baby has grown so fast. How times flies. I am so proud of him (my blog, yea yea it’s a He. Deal with it lol). I remember when I started blogging, it seemed like a marriage and we were in the honeymoon stage. I was so into my blog. It’s the first thing I check in the morning and the last thing I check at night. I go to bed typing my next post in my head, dreaming about bloggers I have never met or seen. I was so anxious to be first on people’s blog and waiting to see who would be first on mine. Blogger was like a community, a whole different world on his own( like a new planet or something) with this online family you want to explore. I want to read more post and learn more about these individuals. I had a few crushes (well E- crush lol). I even found out that some of them had a crush on me too. Of course I was flattered. Then slowly and surely most of my favorite blogs disappeared. They just woke up one morning and decide to quit their blogs or they stopped updating. While others promise they will update soon. Soon turned from days, to weeks, to month and now years. I don’t blame most of them though blogger has changed a little. A lot of the bloggers changed and I blame twitter for that. Twitter took out the mystery from blogsville. 60% of the bloggers who no longer update their blogs are on twitter. I had to go to twitter myself to see what all the fuss was about. It was okay I guess at least I got to mingle with the bloggers again. I am hardly there these dayz though. I realize anytime I go there my anonymity slowly slips away. I love my anonymity,It gives me the freedom to write whatever I like. Although my brother calls me brownskinchic sometimes, hyena lol. Yea he found out somehow. I guess he was wondering why I was always smiling to my laptop..lol. Just to check if his sis is still sane. I went downstairs one day and he was like brownskinchic how far. I was like what.. he said it again, I acted like I didn’t know what he was talking about, but it got old and he told me how he found out. Guys can be so aprokoish sometimes…lol . I mean I love you and all, but a girl needs her privacy jor. Anyways back to twitter. I think most if not all the bloggers have their pictures up now. It was so bad I woke up one morning and put mine up too for like 2 minutes and I was like what am I doing? Lol. Then I took it out immediately, a few people saw it though. As a result I have one new crush, so it wasn’t all bad.





Wow my blog is actually two years old sha. I am so grateful for everyone who has ever commented on my blogs, my followers, the departed bloggers who I miss so much (hope you guyz are doing well in your individual lives), the friends I have made through bloggers, facebook and even twitter sef ( well I had to give them a little credit), the new and old bloggers who found their way to my blog (glad you did). I hope I rekindle my love for blogger like before. I still love blogger don’t get me wrong, but these dayz I feel I have change as a writer. Well they say change is the only constant thing in the world, we just hope we change for the better. I would have written a long list of names like I did for my 50th post, but that got me into trouble because even from the 200+ names I listed, I still manage to leave some names out..lol. Thanks blogger for giving me a place of solitude and thanks to the bloggers who left me smiling, dreaming, laughing out loud, confused, happy, sad, hopeful, teary-eyed, knowledgeable, inspired, infatuated, curious, excited and most importantly reminding to be thankful to God.




I heart you guyz. I honestly do. All the best this month. Hope to see you guys soon or in the month of my birth (April) and no my name is not avril..lol

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Mildred, the church gossip, and self-appointed monitor of the church's morals, kept sticking her nose into other people's business. Several members did not approve of her extra-curricular activities, but feared her enough to maintain their silence.

She made a mistake, however, when she accused George, a new member, of being an alcoholic after she saw his old pickup parked in front of the town's only bar one afternoon.

She emphatically told George and several others that everyone seeing it there would know what he was doing. George, a man of few words, stared at her for a moment and just turned and walked away. He didn't explain, defend, or deny. He said nothing.

Later that evening, George quietly parked his pickup in front of Mildred's house... and left it there all night

A friend asked a gentleman how it is that he never married.

Replied the gentleman, "Well, I guess I just never met the right woman ... I guess I've been looking for the perfect girl."

"Oh, come on now," said the friend, "Surely you have met at least on girl that you wanted to marry."

"Yes, there was one girl once. I guess she was the one perfect girl, the only perfect girl I really ever met. She was just the right everything. I really mean that she was the perfect girl for me."

"Well, why didn't you marry her," asked the friend.

"She was looking for the perfect man," he said.