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My seven days are up and I finally get to put in my two cents.

Now I don't have a clue as to what I feel like saying.

So I guess for now....

Nice to meet you all; hope your weekend is going well.

Sometimes family ties can become very complicated. Now just look at what happened ol' Jack.

Five years ago, when he was 55, he married a 45 year old widow named Tina who had a daughter Sally aged 20 and a son Peter aged 18. Thus Jack became the husband of Tina and the father of Sally and Peter. At the same time Jack’s father, John, became the father of Tina and the grandfather of Sally and Peter.

Soon afterwards Tina fell pregnant and gave birth to a son and they named him Deon. Deon, of course is the grandson of John (Jack’s father). Deon also became the brother of Sally and Peter. This was all kosher until John, at the age of 76, announced that he and Sally (Jack’s daughter), then 21, were in love and planned to be married soon.

By this union Jack became the father of his father (thus his own grandfather), and also the son of his daughter (his own grandson) and the nephew of his wife. John became the son of his son (also his own grandson), the husband of his granddaughter and the brother-in-law of his grandson. Jack’s newborn son, Deon, became the brother-in law of his grandfather and the uncle of his mother and father. There were too many new relative lines drawn to mention here.

As if things were not complicated enough, Sally also fell pregnant and she too bore a son. They named him Fred. Fred became the brother of Jack by way of his father and also his grandson through Sally. He also became the cousin and great uncle of Deon. Also in the process, he became uncle of his mother.

And now he tells me that Lisa, his daughter from his first marriage, is upset with him because he told her to F-off when she informed him that she was in love with Tina’s son Peter and plans to marry him soon.

And I thought my family was muddled up.

Aw well,it is Monday. Enjoy it.

Hi.. There.. It's a sunny day here in Belize..I'm so thankful and grateful ,God Thank you. It's like this though and you all know I have something in mind already however let me just say in all this sun and to most, it's very beautiful weather.. Some days I wish for more rain or snow..Thats life though. It's healthy to step outside of our normal thoughts , stretch our minds further and think about some that have winter or heat almost the entire year.. Imagine that, so I'm grateful for what I do have! I haven't been out on the sea or the beach for a while.. Didn't feel up to it.. Because I prefer to have someone special to share those times with. How stupid was that? I have been missing out! Work is so not everything however I went to a caye here a few days ago.. It was for work but I enjoyed it immensely.. Just being on the boat on the sea for a couple hours enroute my destination was awesome,beautiful color of the sea.. No amazing colour of the sea that day, seeing some sea life playing, saw large fins so wasn't sure what they were.. Dolphins I hoped.. I'm Gonna post up a few pictures I took. I said a silent prayer of thanks to God realizing how blessed I am.. So I've realized that I need to be more appreciative and shouldn't keep my life on hold until Mr Right is found. So now I'm gonna open a diary and record those things I need to be thankful for daily. Some special occurrences I will share with you here if you don't mind. Oh about rushing why we rush and sometimes messed.. Or things go awry in relationships.. Will conclude in next blog entry.. U can leave your opinions and thoughts on that too ? .. To be contunied.. . Peace ?n..love ?

Hmn.. Let me start by a small intro.. Early 40s, married been there done that.. Didn't work not because I didn't try my best and then some. My youngest 18 years old in junior college, my eldest are twins on their own.. All female. I'm employed full time in a managerial position.. Yes I have a type of guy that I prefer.. decent , meaning not a child molester, or a perv.. has kids already preferably kids around my age, but if not I love kids, has to be mature minded, responsible, kind hearted and God fearing. One of my colleagues mentioned once when I told him of my preference,that it's like applying for a job. This is my life, I'm talking about, I told him, I would be sharing it with someone, consisting of my body, my emotions, my soul or spirit with someone. Of course it's serious. I have been waiting for a few years going on dates off and on, that didn't end up to much, online encounters proved to be.. Worse, guys asking to see your private parts after a few lines in a chat really discouraging and disgusting. I'm not desperate. I'm from the Caribbean and I love my country not everyone wants to migrate okay.. But I leave that as open for now.. Falling in love does things to a person.. I can end up from living in the Caribbean to the next side of the world who knows right. Well I pray you keep the faith and be nice okay when commenting.. Don't give up okay.. Let's Keep the faith and don't settle.. You deserve the best and nothing less.. Peace and love always ??

Yesterday, I happened to read an article in yahoo about the most dangerous country in the world that would get a bit more scarier once the elected sit this end of June. When asked who donated the big chunk of his campaign fund, he said he didn't know who did. When somebody asked to divulge the topic of the meeting with the Chinese right before election, it was said to be non political. When asked what was his plan with the Kalayaan Island, he said he is willing to give up claim if the Chinese would built a railway system in Mindanao. but now days before his term begins, he is saying he won't give up the islands but that he doesn't intend to go to war just because of those islands. then when the Americans paid a visit to him, he asked are you with us when in reality he wanted to hear an offer bigger than the one the Chinese is offering. His solution to my homeland's problem is a simpleton kind of thinking. Did it ever enter his mind that the Chinese appear to want to unseat America as the world's no. 1, having unseated Japan as no. 2 by coincidence? And did he ever think he's selling the country to whoever is the highest bidder. To think that almost all sector are accusing Mr. Trillanes of selling the islands to the Chinese! I don't have bad blood against the Chinese. After all, Chinese blood run into my body. I have great appreciation of Chinese culture and philosophies. It's just that ruling the world out of unsatisfiable greed when they have all the untapped resources in their own backyard. Upon reading the yahoo article, I felt sad. i imagine my country like a small boat sailing in rough seas, and the man oaring the boat is a proud ambitious sailor knocking on everyone's heart as someone from humble beginnings. How can that be, when he graduated in one of the exclusive school for boys whose tuition fee could be enough to feed an average family of 4 in a year?God forbid! I hate to imagine my country repeating the history of Vietnam!

Seriously I am totaly confused about that who is the winner of sex game man's P (p*nis) or women P (pu**y) who is the most powerful help me this hell????????????

So I'm moving to a new city. There's the anxiety and the anticipation. I dream about how my new life will be. Will I be successful, will I find love, will it be what I envision? Will I be popular, will I be happy will I be happy. Happiness is a number of elements. And although it consists of many things I wonder why often times I struggle just to be happy. And that's the one thing we all have in common. We want to be happy. So as I move to a new city. I will pack up troubles in my old kit bag. Knowing full well that my happiness is dependent on me and my choices and not necessarily a new city. But perhaps a new perspective will contribute to a happier being.
I'll pack up my troubles in my old kit bag leave them behind and smile...

So my hair is my crown. My beautiful black mane defines my feminity, personality and perhaps my status or even state of mind. I took out my cornrows a month ago and decided against braids because my sculpt still hurt. So I've been rocking my afro... tangled, uncontrollable and as African as can be. I've noticed people don't look at me the same with my afro. No more lengthy looks from the opposite sex or those I want to be you stares from women? Am I less dedesirable because of my kinky hair?
Less professional, less refined polished whatever?
Well I beg to differ. I chose to keep my kink because it's a choice just like a weave. I'm just as desirable, just as smart just as feminine. So yes I am my hair and I'm okay with not having it straight. But don't judge because it's just crown it adds to my beauty. And never takes away from it.Please don't treat me like it has.

That was an unexpected question. I've lived with my mother for 25 years and I would have expected her to know me by now. To have studied and learnt me. Yet she asks me why don't I like Having friends?
Who doesn't like having friends?
People to confind in, people who get you, want to get you want to support you, be in your corner.
It's not that I don't want friends. I want them. I don't ask for many. Just two or three. Perhaps I haven't been cool enough, this enough that enough. And have learnt not to impose myself. But be myself in the hopes that one soul or two will gravitate towards me. So the answer is; I do like friends maybe I just haven't met the one. Or I'm learning to be a friend and once that character has been defined in me, the friends will come.
I hope its not too late for me. To have a fairytale image of how a friendship should be.

Of all the creatures on this planet, humans remain the weirdest; as anther weirdo proved last week again.

A nearby electrical shop is closing down and they had a sale last week. Everything had to go by Saturday and, as a result, they have marked down their goods substantially. I went around on Thursday to see what spares I can pick up for a bargain.

While talking to one of the salesmen, a man came walking in; carrying two fancy light fittings. “I want to return this. I bought it here yesterday”, he said to the cashier. She explained that it cannot be done because it is a closing down sale.

“Bullshit”, he said, “I have the slip here. You people should have signs up if you don’t take returns.”

The cashier pointed it out to him that there were signs all over; one at each entrance, one at each pay point and three large signs suspended from the ceiling. “And”, she said, “it is printed on your slip.” And indeed, the signs were large and prominent.

“Look”, he replied angrily, “I paid a lot for this stuff and I don’t want it anymore. Why didn’t you point it out to me?” The poor girl explained to him once more that she cannot help him. By this time everybody in the shop were watching.

“You should put up better signs! How the f*ck do you expect people to see it!” he yelled as he stormed out the shop. “I’ll never buy from you again!” he shouted as he went out the door.

The salesman looked at me with an amused smile. “That’s for certain,” he said, “We’re closing on Saturday.”

And a great week coming for all of you.