Ok,today i decided to give my hair a bit of oomph.i was having one of those very down days,see,i broke up with my boyfriend 2 months back and i loved him very much. it was an unexpected heart wrench and i lost my sanity for a few weeks., i couldnt even begin to explain the crap i went through. See,in all my life, id never actually suffered a heart break,as most pf my relationships sort of fizzled or ended on my terms. I’ve been the designated driver of my relationships until NS*. Weird thing about NS is he was never my type from day one.

For many reasons. He was short, well, 5″10 or so. He had one eyebrow and was average looking. of course he became cuter the more i got to know him. He had bad breath, really rank rank breath, from the first date. I met him online you see, i know. You are wondering why i didnt bail out then?Well, i dont know either, call it fate,boredom,whatever. But the breath was a constant until the 4th of July when he dumped me after a holiday in the Greek Islands. Coz we’re too different! Oh the Irony! The number of times i was on the verge of ditching him and my friends said dont, oh just laughed when i told them the latest cringeworthy thing he had done. Like the Groucho Grill debacle. Where was I, yes, bad breath, soft squidgy body,i like my man hard, and lean, even skinny is preferable to the slightest hint of soft. He ,smoked, ROLL UPS!,took cocaine every now and again. yes, apparently its all very Middle class and cool, darling. I tolerated this.He had 2 stinky ferrets,that lived in the house & had free reign in his bedroom.His best friend was dating NS’*s ex girlfriend lets callher Linda*.Incestuous disgusting lot.She dumped the boisterous farting chav friend for NS’s white English muslim brother who works in an Arab nation. I know,i get twisted trying tounderstand it myself. annoying slutty twat contributed to our break up as i hated her company with Sam*,the chav low ambition farting friend.

Yes, NS, is not a culture vulture, he is more the manly man kind of guy who will go camping and thinks he has an exciting life because he does roleplaying with a few science blokes from his childhood & neighbourhood. (he lives in the place he grew up. props to him.) He manages to do too much without actually doing anything of value. I suppose living with your semi alcoholic best friend helps. You will always be the superior person.

However, NS was relentless, he persued me relentlessly. for months. 6 months before i could call him my boyfriend. The sex was really really crap. Throughout. but i loved him and made the mistake of faking. Goodness, He thought i was a slow burner, i love sex and im usually on fire with the right guy pretty quickly. But i had fallen in love with this man. i fell in love with being treated like a princess. He was a very good boyfriend, which is why it was easy to ignore all the discrepancies. .Iwas not his type either, i was a black girl younger than him,and actually slim. miiiaaaoooowwwww. i still sting a bit fromthe indignity of being dumped, so allow me the venom please.

Today i missed him. very much.ive been wanting to call him all day. But i resisted by occupying myself. its my first day off so instead of doing useful things im wasting away my time.,

One thing i did was my hair.he liked it when i had my hair in braids, just like my other crazy ex AK. bang bang. So its all straight now and i weaved in a few bits of extensions to make my head look fuller. See, the reason i maintained braids with the white boys,easy maintanence. You can shower together, swim, etc, run in the rain without worrying about drying, straightening, tonging your hair.

Black boys on the other hand,understand that a sister needs to have a scarf around her head anywhere near a water source.My hair is like towater what vampires are to light.must not mix unless under controlled circumstance. So while im single, i will maintain it straight.

let me watch Derren Brown. excuse me please.