Bored at work

1. Guess I could... work.
2. Heavy on DJ K-rock's rotation right now - Lupe Fiasco 'Paris Tokyo' because I secretly want to get whisked away like that.
3. LOVING Zumba class! 3 times a week baby - everyone should try it.
4. Malik is doing football Spring training at his highschool and Mama is SO proud!
5. Love how me and Chad are both scurred to tell the boss lady that CHAD turned in his rental car with the big ass job fair booth in the trunk.
6. Getting a new weave tomorrow. I'm addicted, and no - I'm not bald. Just love the versatility.
7. Off to meet Hans & Karen for yoga! :)
8. Let me scream it: Excercise is the cure all for everything y'all! You fat? depressed? not feeling good? insecure? need to clear yo mind? want better health? EXCERCISE! I promise, it's only hard the first 3 weeks. Then - it ain't nothin.
9. Got to love yourself first, right?
10. Namaste.

It's a Friday in April

1. And I'm going to Happy Hour at McCormick's with Tash and Jude fo that $1.99 burger!
2. Loving Janet Jackson's song "This Can't Be Good."
3. Wondering where life will lead me this weekend.
4. Have doublebooked myself for every night this weekend including tonight - and I so hate committment - unless its the kind where you get to make out.
5. Did Beyonce & Jay-Z really get married today?
6. Checking out Steph's church this weekend, The Church of Religious Science...

It Was Already Written

I love the hell out of Teej's blogs, and Teej suggests I write more to... heal.this.aching.heart. So here I am. Very unhappy, feeling like I'm weighted down underwater - and this is an accurate description - because of lost love. It's the same old BORING story again. Girl meets boy. They love, they lose, they leave. They vow to never look back. Sombody has to have a miserable broken heart about it and guess whose waving the short end of the stick this season? It's me. So there I go pestering Teej again. "How do I get over him? I dream about this fool every night! It's a spiritual addiction. I need him. I love him. Help me, Teej. Teej, the Psychic lady says..." I feel so pathetic. But I'm a pathetic with pride! I flex my muscles because I'm a pathetic and broken hearted girl who won't pick up the phone and just call Him. He will have to call ME. And believe me I have been waiting for a couple of long slow dreary endless months of agony.

If it was already written... If he is indeed my ONE... he'll turn up soon enough I tell myself. Then I beg God. Then I bug Teej about it. Poor guy.

So is it?