sleeping three nights straight without an alarm definately spells trouble on the fourth...i mean it was pure bliss till i had to sleep on monday night, thought the whole jolly good life would continue and busted the alarm deal...you got it right, late for work, and the rain?...very late for work. i proceeded to have a lousy day, some annoying dude decieded he could tell the sort of person i was cos i was wearing an anklet...forget that one...i fume just playing back the conversation
my weekend was loveeely, except for the friday night cramps. i loved wearing my shorts and jeans and tees three days straight...it was bliss... having to forgo those stuffy office wears.
i've never been more excited about independence day as i was, not even in secondary school where it was a chance to excape the walls of my boarding school to eagles square to (very embarrased here) match and salute our dear president...this is so much better...no work on monday.
sunday was beautiful, i had a date that i didnt back out from, it was worth it, i had a nice time, i laughed and i got to dress up...and i did so prettily, i felt all grown up and pretty in my black lil' number...even indulged in a little vanity by taking pictures and posting em' here(it felt sinful not doing so)...lol' i guess i'll get over the feelin soon and delete the little spoof of vanity. i'm not a dancer, more of a bedroom dancer(hush your dirty thoughts, we aint talking strip dancing here)but i danced the night away (or maybe the wine did it for me) and it felt good....and even better knowing i wasnt going to be pressured for a goodnight kiss at the end of the night or end up fighting off a groper and taking a cab home
hope y'all had a wonderful holiday!...oops...got over the showing off phase...couldnt get around posting any pics...maybe i overated my looks...my bad!