Mememememe

I have been so busy through the last weekend and since this week began ....That explains the delay.

After school today, I popped into H&M and copped me two summer dresses. Don't give me the evil eye. My wardrobe is starving from lack of dresses. In Nigeria, dresses were my fave item of clothing. I wore them at home, to church, to parties, but in these parts wearing a dress is quite a big deal. Women don't wear dresses here that often, even in the summer and it baffles me.

I will do little random meme, it has been a while since I did one. So here it goes

I like to think that I am not a vain person, but I know better. I find it hard not to look at my reflection when I pass by a reflecting surface, I just can't, especially on days I take particularly care with choice of outfit and makeup. Dang!.But I guess we all have narcisstic personalities in us. Don´t you think?

I get easily fixated on things. For example, I don't mind listening to the song on my ipod over and over again, I never put my ipod on shuffle. Another example, when it come to food I don´t mind having the same thing for breakfast over and over again until I become bored. Funny enough, whenever I discover a new food item, I think it is the best thing that ever happened to me and I wonder why I hadn't thought about it earlier. Case in point, I went through a rye bread and cheese for breakfast phase some time ago.

I just could not get enough of it. I had it for breakfast, also as snacks and I took it as my packed lunch whenever neccesary. After a while my interest in rye bread just died . Now I cannot for the life of me fathom how something as tasteless as rye bread ever really got my fancy.

I am very practical in most things, I find as I get older I am more outspoken and generally less tolerant. When I mean less tolerant, it is like this, I don't have the patience to hang around folks that are really no good or even find myself in a relationship that has been warped from the start. Once I notice this person will bring me more headache than necessary, I just walk away. I find this attitude has brought me so much more happiness than I can even begin to describe.

I just cannot do the suck up. I can´t. I can´t pretend to like somebody just for the exchange of friendship or favours. I can understand if one has a boss that likes getting his a## kissed and the only way up is to do just that, but when it comes to wanting to be friends with a certain person because he or she is rich or whatever, then I think that is really pathetic. The worst thing that can happen is when the person in question notices you are sucking up to him/her for any reason. The next thing is, superiority complex sets in and ofcourse that is the end of the story.

I can´t think of anything more , so I´m off to other blogs. Ciao.