A sister have been a little spazzed out lately. I was on a roll with my classes and got slapped with a failing grade on one of my test. Yeah, I was a little disturbed. Thankfully, I could retest and was able to pass the second time. Now I am sitting here telling myself to take a step back and take my time. Be patient. Things will fall into place soon enough.
Then that dreaded day came around. Yeah that day called Valentine's Day. I treated myself cause no offers came up to do it for me. So I had 1" thick angus steak, shrimp, and the works for my dinner. Fixed it myself, and enjoyed it fully. Even had Coldstone for dessert (mmmmm). I had a total of 6 people to send me V-day notes. One was different, however. He actually blasted on me, telling me I should have demanded from the closest men in my life, except for my son, to be catered to my every need because I deserved it. When I told them I hold no position in no one's life to warrant that, he simply said "cut those niggas. They don't even deserve your friendship much less anything else you give them. They don't even deserve the brain cell that you have given them. You deserve a hell of a lot more. You should be number one in their life instead of a number when they need you." It was stunning for the most part, but it was true. I deserved all of that. I thanked him for the insight, but I was emotionally raw from that 7 minute phone call. I could not dwell on that, not for long. I had to push on.
Now I'm back to the grind, forgetting about the issues that I have with my male species that I have to share Earth with. I'm looking forward to hosting an event with my HSS crew in March, seeing David Tutera in Charlotte, and of course my birthday. Right now I'm looking for anything with Chococat from Hello Kitty.
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