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Saturday, August 26, 2006
Are you frigging kidding me?
Bukky emailed me this morning "see below" and I fell out! Da hell? not very much scares me but this is VERY SCARY!!!!!
"Guard Your Naija Heart" is a forum where naija sistahs in the MD-DC-VA-NY area can seek information on guys they are interested in or currently dating. If you need info on a guy, send an email with his full name and description to auntyrisi@yahoo.com . I will in turn edit your description so no names are not revealed and post a description of the guy on www.guardyournaijaheart.blogspot.com. People who know him are welcome to post comments about him, his character, his likes, his dislikes and his dating status.
Disclaimer: This is not a male-bashing blog. The purpose of this blog is for informational purposes only. Inappropriate comments will be deleted.
Please check it out and tell your girlfriends about it !!!!!
The Odds are against me but pile up enough Odds and you are Even. The inevitability of my ability to consistently overcome overwhelms me. As do the magnificence of God's grace towards me and mine. I marvel at my proximity to my destiny. I am astounded that Can't, Won't and Later disrupt my journey to greatness. A conscious decision is mine to make and christen them Can, Will and Now! My reflection gazes back at me with another challenge at hand, procrastination hinders my reaching my destination. Don't tell me where I should go till you walk in my shoes. Yesterdays mistakes are for tomorrows amends, yet I ponder on them like the hand of time changes? Mediocrity has become a comfort zone and I have turned obstacles into road-blocks rather than stepping-stones, I find myself compromising my integrity as I try to maintain the status quo. How easy it is to condemn me and defame my character, when you really should commend me, and applaud my efforts. Intimidated by my confidence, you misconstrue it as arrogance, I know who I am.... A strong, black-diamond in the rough, a female soldier, a Queen amongst her peers.. now who the hell are you?
