my rants

So this was meant to be an everyday thing, but between chasing my dreams, facing reality, overcoming nightmares and keeping my fantasies in check. I lost track of time. But that doesn’t seem like a good enough reason. The truth is I went home and when that happens, I slip into stupid mode. The stupid mode is that designated condition I get into when all that matters is how much food I eat and what’s on TV. This includes everything from documentaries, news to a lesson or two from my Naija brethren on how to be rich and steal your best friend’s man. Since those are my only hobbies, I always do such with a lot of passion. Maybe I should get other hobbies before I have to change my wardrobe again and have to give up some privileges like heels. New hobbies.. this is going to be tough. Aahh! It’s exhausting to even think about it. It’s just easier to continue stuffing myself with more sugar and carbs. After all, true beauty is on the inside ..ha ha. That sounded like a desperate attempt at making myself feel good. But in this day and age when you can literally alter who and what you are…it shouldn’t be that hard. If I get more big, I’ll just get a gastric by-pass, lipo or even a sex change. Like Cher’s kid… Chaz.  Since I thought of becoming an entertainment reporter, let me fill you in. so this chic was a chic but she realized that she fancied the same sex when she was a teenager. Sasa you know that vibe of feeling trapped in your body blah blah blah ...yeah she was struck with that and in 2008, the transformation began. So now she is a he. I wish that could happen this side of the planet.

This is how she looked before…and after.

I don’t know if she got the whole package but she/he does have a hot girlfriend.   

So I think I should now stop the gossip there and move on to more important things…like my studies. This never ending quest to prove am not dumb. To sit through a lecture by someone who’s hoping you won’t notice his stupidity in an attempt to wipe away yours. But it now feels like am doing it coz I have no idea what I want career wise. Maybe I’ve been thinking too pedestrian. I should evaluate opportunities available as a tampon tester, armpit-smell-tester, breath odor evaluator or flatulence smell-reduction underwear maker. Maybe I might lose weight from all that vomiting.

while you ponder if you are in the right career path..i'll go deal with my assignments.