So What If I Told You This:
I can’t stand one of my cats. I have seriously contemplated giving her away and pretending like she ran out the door. The only reason why I haven’t is that I know my husband wouldn’t believe me.
I think politics are boring and only kind of care whether Barack wins. I didn’t vote in the primary and felt bad and pretended like I did one time when the topic came up and I didn’t want to look bad in front of White people.
I had no “conscious” reason to have natural hair or wear locks. Its just what I felt like doing at the time and it was easier to maintain so I kept doing it.
I’m afraid to find out the sex of the baby because if they tell me it’s a girl I might cry (not happy tears)
Although I know that “living in sin” is wrong, I think that the year my husband and I lived together before we got married was the best thing we ever did.
I don’t understand ninety percent of the poetry that I read.
I don’t like neo soul music. Because I have natural hair people always want to tell me when India Arie/Alicia Keys/ Jill Scott are coming out with a new album and I feel like I should care but I don’t. Now when that Li’l Wayne album drops in June, I will be at Best Buy! ( or the bootleg man, whichever one I get to first)
Aaaah, that felt good. Just felt like one of those true confessions kind of days. Until Next Time….