Naturally me, the only way I know how to be.

Learning not to be so quick to judge, just when I thought I knew it all life let’s me know I still have some learning and living to do.

I’m in a situation that I’ve judged others for being in and rather than quickly walking away like I thought or said I would, I’m considering the possibilities.
I have one full month to learn to either walk away or finally tell my brain to shut up so I can hear my heart.

Right now I feel like I’m in grade school with a huge crush on a boy, and whenever he looks my way I forget all reason. Yet this boy is a GROWN man with a complicated situation.

Just when I thought… I was getting to know me, a new side of me appears.

Luckily I have one month to figure it out, who knows maybe in one month we will have both forgotten about each other.

Well that’s all for now, until next time I’ll just be naturally me!

♥CheCh3

P.S.

A new “Him” is on the scene

I have not relapsed 2 weeks and 3 days of not being a fuddy duddy. There hasn’t really been much to say no to, I’ve been going to the gym everyday no matter how sore, taking an African Dance Class, purchased a couple freakum dresses , accepted invites to clubs, can’t wait for Thursday! Still, looking for other activities all the time.

I gave my number to a guy, I won’t say I regret it but I’ll say he was an arsehole. Makes me weary of dating anyone that lives in my apartment complex. Not because I think they’re all like him, but it’s just too close for comfort.

Luckily for me internet stripper man showed his true colors really quickly. (Yes internet stripper man) To bad saying no to my cousins radar on men would be classified as a relapse, he was her choice. 21 years of age that should of been the first sign that things wouldn’t work out. The second sign was when he asked me if I thought he was attractive, “do you always ask women to validate you?” Ugh HUGE sign, but NOOOOO I couldn’t be a fuddy duddy, when he said he was a nude model, that flexes via webcam for women, luckily I thought enough was enough. Unlucky for me I meet him at my apartment complex gym, I have no qualms about ignoring people so that didn’t bother me much, but apparently mister muscle for brains didn’t take the hint and actually text me with:

“I wanna have sex wit you”

WTFreak?!?!

“Is that so?”

-that’s all I could say at first like dude did you really hit me with that foolishness?

“Yes and I don’t wanna wait any longer”

Dude I’ve been ignoring you, meaning their was nothing there so why…why would you text these things to me?

“Sounds like a personal problem”

- but wait there is more, the icing on the cake!

“So you don’t want me”

Hell fothermucking NAW!

“No, I’m deleting your #, I suggest you delete mine as well”

-maybe that should have been the hint I gave in the first place.

Ladies, what’s going on? Somebody is letting these men hit it using whack sugar honey ice tea like this?!

There are a number of different things that combined create who I am. We all need to look deeper, find and recognize all these different parts before we try and go in for the one thing that’s easily seen. Respect my conglomerate, or be prepared for one of the parts you over looked to verbally rip off your head.

Well that’s all for now, until next time I’ll just be naturally me!

♥CheCh3

P.S.

I’ll keep the single girl blues rather than let any man disrespect me.

I remember playing this game with the Sophisticated Ladies of Sigma Upsilon as we took our road trip to Atlanta this past April. I didn’t win but it’s still true, “never have I ever, been in a relationship”. I’m a 23-year old black female and I’m single, always have been. Very few opportunities have come my way but even with the few the decision has usually been mine to decline a relationship. So, I take full responsiblity for the #SingleGirlBlues.

I’m not jumping ship. I’m not anti- interracial romances, but if I date outside my race I’m not blaming it on black men or the lack there of. I want someone who compliments me. Garbage man or Fortune 500 company man. I just want him to Rock my Single Girl Blues away.

I refuse to blame my present status on anyone but me, I’m single and I know why. Certain things about me refrain me from making that commitment. Yet, when I hear a black male try and tell me why I’m single it urks my nerves to the core.  How dare you generalize all women? How dare you try to belittle me to validate another. Being a dark skinned woman I’ve gone through the ridicule for years so it’s nothing new. I’m just fed up, the ignorance is now prominent receiving coverage in print, radio, television and online media. They cycle of insecure black women continues, because we’re not taught to love ourselves, why should we if our men don’t?

We're all just women, black or white

If you’re still wondering why I’m ranting, I’ll tell you why; rapper Slim Thugg’s comments in Vibe I’m not mad at everything he says, I’m mad that he’s looking at the situation as it pertains to white women with rose colored glasses. I’m not looking for a pay day when it comes to a relationship and I resent any man that looks at me that way because of the color of my skin. I know how to treat a man, I know how to cook, clean, and put a mean crease in a pair of dress slacks. I graduated from college, I have my own place, my own nice car, a career and my future is very bright. My hand is not held out.

We're NOT all angry!

To be honest, I’ve had men feel threaten because I had all my stuff together, some type of male machismo. 42% of black women are single, that’s very high! I’ve also noticed that many of us single girls are the educated sucessful not looking for a handout women. Yes, “black people in general have a weird way of thinking” but for a black man in a position to be heard say that black women have issues and white women rock, he could just duck a sick! My mommy always said you attract what you are. We ALL have issues, black and white so don’t you dare!

Okay let me go and breath!

Well that’s all for now, until next time I’ll just be naturally me!

♥CheCh3

P.S.

What’s your opinion on Dr. Slim Thugg’s philosophy on black women?