Posted by yz on Friday, November 30, 2007 in

I GOT IN!!!!!

Ok, so maybe I was dead. I wouldn't call it that though. It was more a long period of stagnation, not by choice. I've been working you see, 7am-7pm, five days a week. I was only late three times, and each of those times it rained. Black women can't risk their hair in inclement weather, every sentient human being knows that. But that wasn't why I was late, I stopped on my way to work to play with nephew. If you knew him, you'd be late for work too. And I'm not just saying because there's a possibility his mom might read this. That had not even occurred to me....

......Annnnnywaaayyyyyy, this is going to sound hard to believe for those who have that amazing ability to read a mood from words but during my super workaholic time, I was also deeply depressed. I had boy headache, mother headache, friend headache, university i applied to is taking too long to make a decision headache, CHOGM headache, I lost my journal and I suspect my sisters headache and the worst headache of all, my first born, my baby, the one I would die for, my laptop got a virus and is currently in a coma. All of you who even say the word "crashed " speak blasphemy and I bind your curses and the evil spirits within you in the name of Jesus Christ!! (Points Savedee Pastor's electrocuty thing in your direction)

At least now I know what my hell will look. I'll be endlessly waiting for an application to go through (maybe entrance to Heaven) My mother will be constructively criticizing every move I make, even my farts. Extended family will be doing some major major gossiping some about who that boy is, why is her hair like that, she has lost too much weight, so spoilt.... Instead of just PMS, i will be in permanent labor, the baby that never comes out....the list could go on and on.

....THE POINT IS -, my mind has been a mess for the past three months which is why I haven't been on blogger. Was waiting for some semblance of normalcy to return. I'd been doing some horrible acting, pretending everything was fine. It was worse than Orlando Bloom in Elizabethtown(e?) But I can't describe it properly right now because I am so far away from depressed y.z. You see, I just got an email, a very nice email. No, not those stupid emails where if I want love, I have to forward it in the next 15 min. It was from the university I wanted to be accepted to, saying I'd been accepted.......


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There is a God and He truly loves me


later days,
y.z.