Chronicles of a Soldier
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
Mary J...I want to see you too!!!!!
One of my co-workers won tickets to go see Mary J Blige in concert, I have spent the past 3 days psyching her to take me but noooo the heifer wants to take her daughter! Da hell? Haven’t you heard? I’m Queen B bitch! Okay so I was just getting over it and moving on to ‘not nearly as exciting’ things and Mojisola Akinyemi decides to rub it in my forehead! Turns out she is going too! I hate yall beeches!!! Why didn’t I just buy the tickets? I heard about it naw! Boooo hoooo hoooo. It my birthday on the 30th dammit! This is my month! Booo hooooo hooooooo!!!!!
This is why I miss MD, Mo and I would have so gone together! Now she did not even ask me she just bought them suckers!
Yall know I love me some Mary right? My boo got me high on track one off her new Album and I know if Remi hears me sing another verse of that song, she’ll bitch slap me back to reality. It’s all good! I aint mad, I will just act like it don’t matter. On the day of the concert, I will put the CD in my computer, ( yes my ghetto ass don’t have a CD player) and keep playing it till I fall asleep
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?