PUBLIC NOTICE : JE, sagging NI UNGUANA

      Hey you, ooh yes you with your ass hanging out of your trousers like a dog's tongue in a moving car. I notice you and your boys are beginning to think this common place fashion like that poor block in Tusker Project Fame whose pants looked nothing like for Will.i.am. If that was the look they were going for they should have just stopped their journey at the dressing room, but that is another rant for another day.

      Why do you think it is okay for you to sag your pants? I mean I understood the fashion in the 90s but now it is just nasty and by relation you are just nasty.Nobody want to see you nasty draws. Boy, that's your nasty business.

Gwen & Eve

      At one time girls thought that it was okay to let their thongs be seen through their trousers thanks to Gwen Stephanie but didn't all functioning fashion police stations arrest those offenders and put their booties to shame. So dear Mr. man what makes you think that it is okay for you to do the same. Some of your boys even have bigger booties that my girls and I put together and when you walk you got yourself a certain swing that is just...well...for lack of a better word...gay. Now when we see your boxers on top of that, well...nasty.

Bow Wow and Soulja boy

      I get the whole peer pressure thing and Lil'Wayne rocks that style and you may be wondering why it is okay for him and all those other hip hop artists and not for you. Well I get that dilemma and I have no response to that but let me put it this way; it is the same way we don't wear everything displayed on the fashion runways. Some things are well...again for lack of a better word...costumes only meant to be worn on a stage not on the streets.

Lil wayne

      Let me tell you how you come across with your ass in the air like the country's flag. You come across as a loser. Ooh yes! a loser. It's not fashionable and it is definitely not sexy, at all. Through that display of lack of self respect we all can see what stage of adolescence you are in. 

      Just so that am sure that I have covered all my bases, the walking style that comes with your sagging is not appealing. It is clear that you are trying to keep those pants in place so you don't find them on the ground by the time you reach your destination. Here is a tip, don't sag then you can walk properly, perhaps?

      When the habit sticks you and your boys tend to sag anything wearable under the sun, even dress pants. Boy, please! those official pants are the one thing that you shouldn't sag. Not forgetting those skinnies that ya'll have started wearing of late. You look like you are asking for something.

      Sag if you want but je, ni unguana showing us your striped, checked boxers and the way I ain't trying to see them.

Blogaddiction

I have work to do, sweet Lord I have work to do yet I can’t stop blogging. No, not an addict…okay slightly it’s not my fault; it’s all the doing of Single unsingle. It’s lunch time. There is a reason why I’m saying its lunch time and not 1.24pm. It’s because I never want to sacrifice my meals for anything. I mean, I could be on trial for murder and I would still be aware that the muislamu sang, more so then because I’m a stress eater. 

I was reading my friends blog; Lady Unmasked and she mentioned Jackson Biko’s blog so I looked it up. Shit the man can write. He had a guest writer, the Shy narcissist and shit she can write too. So there I am reading works of art and thinking…is it me or is this room a little bigger. I was just a little intimidated. Who the hell am I kidding?

I’m the kind of person who secretly toots my own horn, I mean if I was Bill Gates I probably would never get over myself. One accomplishment and I think I deserve a medal, vacation, the presidency, something. I look at my finished product and think it can’t get any better than this. Now I read Bikozulu and ShyNarcissist, one post each and I think it can get better. God is hilarious; there is always someone better than you. 

Just a thought.

FEEDBACK

You can be seating across from someone and in one of those awkward moments your eyes meet and you smile, more out of embarrassment than out of politeness and they stare at you. I mean they just stare like you did nothing and you know they saw your smile. You didn't like show him your whole dental formula and all but it was a subtle u-spread line across your lips( nothing like the joker of Dark Knight)...and the eyes ooh, the eyes smiled too and yet they just stared. Creep.

You feel so ignored, so hung out to dry in your birthday suit. You start to doubt yourself. "Was I being too forward, is it weird that I smiled, perhaps I have a third eye he can't take his eyes off of?" He's probably sitting there asking himself, "was that third-eye lady smiling at me?" Don't think am paranoid because when you find yourself in that position and in the aftermath you open your eyes like your mentally saying whoa!! Ooh!! you were mentally wondering if your third eye was busy winking at him.

I used to be that girl, that girl who looks at you in a blank stare after you smiled at her. Ooh yes! I was guilty of that crime but when it happened to me then I realized how important it is to connect. Don't get me wrong, I didn't want his number or anything nor was I looking for a conversation. I just wanted a friendly smile back and I would be well on my way. It wasn't really feedback as it was positive reinforcement but still, I wanted him to smile back because I took the effort to smile at him...damn it!

We need it, crave it, will go crazy if we put communication out there and no one is communicating back with us. The reason why I use communication is because I'm talking about anything from a gesture, to an emotion to speech, to writings. We communicate constantly and we want to know what others think, if they agree or disagree and people always agree and disagree. It's human nature, ooh sweet Lord! it's human nature...because I carried out my own experiments and I couldn't fight it. So the next time am sitting in front of you and out of embarrassment I smile at you, you better smile back or I'll will sadistically quote the Joker and ask you "Why so serious?"

It's the basis social networks were built upon. If you wrote a status update and no one commented on it, in a global village, there would be no point at all to it. You won't even feel motivated to write another.

What am trying to say is that you know when you read something or hear something there is a response in your head. That feedback is what I want you to share. Some of the most hilarious jokes were dumb stuff people said. Get that you don't have to think of a response, you already got a response, then communicate it. So the next time you read a blog post, don't just think to yourself, "that's some dumb stuff", tell somebody. Hell, tell the writer...and we promise to say thank you for your input. :-)