Lesbian. Gay. Bisexual. Transgender.

LGBT

Turns out I am one - or possibly many - of these. I am officially in the job market for a nine to five job, and it's not pretty out there! I don't know what's worse: filling out the applications or waiting for a call. This would be a good time to know someone who works in the field and can get me into that HR office right now. Anyway, so there I was filling out a form online again, and I don't even remember from which website I pulled this one out from: Indeed? Monster? Career Builder? Who Continue Reading

Me & Igwe At My Zumba Class = Epic Fail!

Zumba

I've been attending Zumba classes for about a month now while Igwe has been a gym rat. I hate the gym; I've tried twice, and I realize now that it's just not my thing. Igwe has been making fun of my Zumba classes, saying "It's just dancing," so I challenged him to come with me to just one class.   As fate  would have it,  yesterday was Labor Day, so he didn't have to work. My Zumba instructor scheduled Zumba Masterclass (two hours) instead of regular Zumba (one hour). Class Continue Reading

Ladies, When Should You Wash Your Underwears?

Estella

Last week, I put up a post about women’s panties. A research conducted by someone on some women says that women now own an average of 34 panties. Eager to test this theory, I did the only thing I could think of doing: I counted all my panties and took a picture of them. All 41 of them. The comment above is from the panty post, and it was left by Estella. She wanted to know when a woman should wash her panties. I cannot say that I know when a woman should wash her panties. I can only tell Continue Reading

His Name Was Muyiwa – The Conclusion

If you have no idea who Muyiwa is, you should read this short post about him first before reading this one. So, when I wrote about Muyiwa the first time, most of the people that commented were more interested in what happened after the Igbo boy tried to rub my back and I allegedly ran away. Err, it was not alleged o! I did run away. But let me give you the conclusion of the story. Remember I told you that Bianca and I sneaked out of school? Classes were over at 2pm, but we always had to stay Continue Reading

How Many Panties Do You Own?

Panties---Take-1

The title of this post probably doesn't make your eyes widen with excitement, and that's normal, especially if you are a woman. There are really four interesting things about this latest discovery in the women's panties world. 1.  This average of 34 panties is three times what it was in 1999. 2.  58% of women say that big, white knickers are their favorite. My mom and grand mom are the only women I can think of who like white knickers. 3.  Many women have admitted that reading books Continue Reading

Reason Number 9058342 Why I Love America: I Can Join The Force!

Join-The-Force

I've had a broken tail light for a minute, and I've known about it for just as long. But I deliberately refused to fix it. Why should I fix it? I didn't kill it. In my quest to not get pulled over by cops, I adopted the first half of Romney's campaign strategy: deny. deny. deny. [The other half is avoid. avoid. avoid]. But on this fateful day, I just knew I could no longer hide. It was a Saturday morning, and a State Trooper was driving behind me. The only way I could stop him from noticing Continue Reading

His Name Was Muyiwa

While I was driving to wherever I was driving to two days ago, I remembered my friend, Bianca - not her real  name, but close enough - and how we rapidly became close. Both of her parents were half Nigerian and half Lebanese, so I don't know what that made her - quarter cast? - but she looked like a very light-skinned black girl. Her hair was the same texture as mine, except longer. She was beautiful. She had big eyeballs, pink lips, and big breasts. They weren't that big really, but next to Continue Reading

The Baby In The Trash Can Story

Burrito Baby

I'm sure that most of us have at least heard one story or two about babies being found in dumpsters, on the streets, on door steps, etc. It's never a good thing to hear. And just last week, the incident repeated itself. It was at a Wal-Mart in Mountain View. Naturally, people did the only logical thing they could do at the time: they called the cops. Upon arrival, however, the cops discovered that it was not a baby. In fact, it was worse. Continue to see this horrific discovery. Continue Reading