Girly Business

A lot of guys think this is overshare...they can jump! If you have a GF, sister, mom – everyone has one then at some point in their lives those women are going to experience cramps or period pains. I remember when I told my BF, I expected him to say, “Yuck, overshare!” I think it’s good that men know what women go through in order to help them... I did a lil survey among my friends. One friend said she recalls a day she was in bed with her BF and he was reading a mag and the sound of him turning the page irritated her so much she told him to stop imagine 5secs later she was going off at him about breathing loudly and then crying at the drop of a hat because he left her alone. Funny story, but in all seriousness some pains are so bad they make people bed ridden. I had a friend who used to miss class once a month.

I recently found a nifty trick apart from lying on all fours with a hot water bottle against the stomach, a cup of warm milk with a teaspoon of honey and sprinkling of cinnamon works well, well for me it does. So ladies (and guys – your GF might stop telling you to stop breathing) if you try it and it works or doesn’t and you have ideas that might help send a comment.
I faked that I was feeling ok, and then couldn’t move for an hour when I got to work. And I had to go to uni afterwards, drove my poor BF up the wall with worry.

The weather and weekly recap

It’s becoming chillier everyday; I wait can’t for the break... I was a star in today’s lecture. It was a surprise lecture in which one of my old and fave lecturers came and gave us what he thought was his “last lecture,” little does he know that the students are petitioning to have him take the full course. I have never meet anyone who is so passionate about law...it’s insane. Anyway back to me being a star, he picked on me (partially because I was the only student he recognized in the class...it’s good being the only black person, who are more unforgettable!! Especially if you participate in class discussions).

Highlight of the lecture was when ‘I am talkative Barbie’ freaked when someone cut her off...long gone are the days when people raise their hands if they had something to say. Anyway she started going off indignantly at the other Barbies *laugh* but that was not the end of it when I was asked to attempt a case study she shot gunned and was put in her place, maybe I should have warned them that THIS lecturer doesn’t take any crap...he’s ol’ school with cuff links and shoes with lace. Ah well they learnt something new today.

The picture above is what I can look forward to when I head for the land down under. I told the BF that I couldn’t wait to see the great outback, he says,” it’s right there, “pointing at my butt.

He is recovering in the ICU - again. I guess that’s what I like about him...his cheekiness and ability to make laugh when I’m having horrendous period pains...that’s another story for another day.

Had an exam, sorta like a mid term. I finished it in the 1st 10mins, which either says I am a genius or I didn't know jack( personally I prefer the former). spending the rest of the weekend off daydreamin about sandy white beaches and surf...yeah this chick surfs!

The week so far

The BF critiqued or rather massacred butchered assignment, so much for constructive criticism, anyway I handed him what he thought was the finished product with his corrections taken into account.

Instead it was a little story:"Fresh from the shower, I stood in front of the mirror complaining to my husband that my breasts were too small.

Instead of characteristically telling me it's not so, he uncharacteristically came up with a suggestion.

'If you want your breasts to grow, then everyday take a piece of toilet paper and rub it between them for a few seconds.'

Willing to try anything, I fetched a piece of toilet paper and stood in front of the mirror, rubbing it between my breasts.

'How long will this take?' I asked.
'They will grow larger over a period of years', my husband replies.
    
I stopped. 'Do you really think rubbing a piece of toilet paper between my breasts every day will make my breasts bigger over the years?'
 
 
 

Without missing a beat he says, 'Worked for your backside, didn't it?'    
 
He is still alive, and with physiotherapy, he may even walk again.  Stupid, stupid man." THE END. Don’t mess with a black chick.

The surprise: I knew something was up, the BF is an exchange student and has planned to take me home...to meet his parents...no boy takes a chick home to meet his parents if he’s not serious *cough*. Now I’m prepping for the trip down under! Yep. He’s Australian mate, lmao. OMG just realised this will be like Guess Who?! (Ashton Kutcher), only I’m meeting his parentals...he hasn’t told them I’m black either, should be interesting – once you go black you ain never goin back. I hope they are like the Fockers.

I discovered something utterly amazing, the Barbies are actually good people *cough* if you overlook the vanity etc, you just have to catch them separately. I sat next to one of them, I think that’s the only class she’s by herself, and she almost looked vulnerable without the herd. It was nice chatting to her for the whole of 5 minutes before I zoned out, there’s only so much class politics I can take.
Got suggestions I show off my mad photography skills on my blog, bring on the fun times!!

Annual reviews at work, doing a good job, have improved past expectations yadda yadda yadda, show me the money!!


 

New month, New beginnings

Well sorta, every time I want to blitch about the world and how it’s mistreating me, I feel immensely ashamed when I find someone who is in a far more dire position than myself. For example the Show Me Campaign, that John Legend (one of my fave musos) is involved with. It can’t be all bad I think there should be some leeway to allow yourself a bit of sympathy once in a while and then get back to the cause of saving the whales or eradicating poverty.

So for the month of October I have promised to highlight others’ plight. It’s fitting since it’s Breast Cancer Awareness month and I lost an aunt to the disease so I urge all ladies to remain vigilant in self examination. Think pink people!!

I love the weekend, I’m going to late mass and then a movie with the BF most likely Eagle Eye – big Shia fan. Horoscope says expect an awesome gift.