Hi!!! So yes I am in a good ...no...make that GREAT mood. Got in about an hour ago from dinner with some friends. I have to join with Suffie and Govan and say that hell yes Bistro Monet is the shizzle!! Food was muy fantastic and the service was great as well..despite the fact that Spi's food came later than the others'. But his fabulous 5 chocolate dessert came first and I do believe it made up for any disappointments eh George?? lol!


The company was beyond great. I laughed til I cried and then some. Govan has ..no behaviour...whatsoever 0_0. Doan talk bout Sophie! Mek me shame man :P

I just felt to blog now that I am in a good mood so that is about it.

I can't wait to go there again!!....sometime in the distant future...

P.S. I kept looking for Marcus :S He miss the bus???

Humanity...Oye.

So today my brother accused me of not liking black people. Which was a slap in the face considering the fact that I am black myself.

I believe the whole thing started from an argument we had over black females who take their issue of black empowerment to a whole new level. We had been watching the Apprentice and there is one black female by the name of Omarosa…

Now this a disturbing trend that I have noticed for awhile but I just kept my thoughts to myself. Why do so many black females allow paranoia to wreak havoc on them? I find that a lot of these successful black females instantly think that anyone around them especially if they are white and female or white and male..or just even a male…are out to bring them down somehow. And that is simply not the case!! From watching this apprentice show I realised that this girl is always on the defensive and thus is creating problems for herself. It’s not a matter of the other girls hating her cus she is successful black female. There is one other black person in that show who is a male named Kwame and you know what? He gets along FINE with the other males. I don’t see him constantly finding insult in every mark that is made..always finding some way to start a noise.

I noticed the same thing with America’s Next Top Model with those girls Ebony and Camille. Taking the strong black woman complex to a whole other level and creating the stressful situations themselves.

Don’t get me wrong. There is nothing wrong with seeing yourself as a strong black woman but don’t friggin well be a paranoid strong black woman who instantly assumes that everyone is out to get you. It doesn’t just look bad for you when you’re creating a fuss over nothing ..it reflects on other strong black women who unlike you are confident enough in themselves and are not bothered to nitpick at crap like you.

I tried explaining this to my brother and he insists that cus I am not in her situation I can’t judge. That she has every right to behave how she is. I beg to differ. Anyone watching this show and seeing how this woman operates would understand what I mean.

Today now I was watching Hollywood Homocide and just breezing. So there is a scene where a black guy is being chased by the two white policemen and he shouts out “Man what!! You gonna shoot an unarmed nigga!!??”

My brother looks at me. “Melissa you don’t like niggas do you?”

Me now speechless wants to know where the HELL did that come from and what right does he have to ask me something as crappy as that??

His reasoning is he has been watching how I operate and he has determined for himself that I don’t like black people. Rather I prefer whites. In fact Melissa do you even have any black friends??

This man has seen all of 3 of my friends. My best friend who is my complexion. JP who is also my complexion and Ian who is darker than my brother himself. So therefore I guess since 2 out of the 3 can be considered “white” then his conclusions can be considered concrete.

I have no white friends. None. Well with the exception of George but he doesn’t really count. And I know he won’t take offense to that cus he has more sense than that.

Another damning fact is that I don’t sit down and listen to conscious music or the Guinness Rush Hour. Rather I prefer to sit down and listen to alternative music stored on my comp. And how silly am I to listen to that sort of white music when right now Hip Hop is the best selling music out there?

He doesn’t know that I actually do like dub and have that on my computer as well. I ain't a dubbist but so what?? I do like conscious music but just not to the level that he does. I love hip hop simply cus of the beats. Gimme a break big bro I love and appreciate all sorts of music..excluding country music…

Stuff like this REALLY pisses me off. My bro and I have never had any sort of relationship so how dare he come and make assumptions about me and who or what I like? I AM black for crying out loud.

I don’t care if I talk like a white girl. If I dress like a white girl. If I have pale ankles like a white girl. If I prefer to watch romantic comedies as opposed to black comedies. I don’t think any of that gives someone..especially someone who has never made an effort to get to know me the bloody right to pretty much accuse of me of being racist.

On another happier note I realised that Alfred Hitchcock is showing on CBC on Mondays...how's that for some kixx?

Ah yes finally. The long awaited three day weekend. I say long waited like I actually planned to do something out of the ordinary with mine. Which is not the case lol. Right now I am up here at LAN with the guys watching them play as usual and waiting for JP's idiot brother to get off one of the comps so I can watch some damn Naruto. In short I kinda bored so I figure hey I will blog a bit.

So this week a friend of mine informed me that his boss was looking for some more people to sign them up for the gym. Corporate package and all that. What that really means is that we all pay less money when the month comes. So I encouraged two other friends of mine to come along and sign up. So yesterday one of the girls and myself journeyed forth to the said establishment to check it out and were quite suitably impressed with what we saw. So the plan is to start from next week. It's about high time I got myself into some sorta shape. Summer isn't that far away. :) I hope to see results within...a month...I don't think that is too much to ask for is it?......

My MSN nick has been causing a few raised eyebrows. Well you see what happened was that I went to lunch with a guy from the office and we both had a huge roti (from the Ackee Tree and I sooo reccommend that ppl check it out). Mine was chicken. So as we sat there chatting and stuff I notice there is rooster watching us thru the board fence. So I was like it must be hungry...or looking to attack me since I was eating it's fellow...chicken. So my friend tossed it a bit of lamb and it ate it up..so then I had the somewhat brilliant *eyeroll* idea of throwing it some chicken...which I did...and it ate that up as well. We found it somewhat amusing and likened it to cannibalism.

Evenutally we had to head back to the office and as we pulled out the parking lot I looked back and say that the rooster had moved from the behind the fence ...and was heading towards the grill outside the restaurant. Again my sick mind came up with a sad conclusion....that out of guilt over eating it's fellow chicken the rooster sought to commit suicide. Death by barbecue. Hence the msn nick Cannibalistic Suicidal Rooster. So don;t give me that sarcastic emoticon when you see me online ok? lol.

This year everyones motto seems to be to focus on making themselves happy. Well I hope in the process that they don't forget the friends they have and treat them well too. And hopefully if they really are your friends they will treat you the same way.

This is not a dissing men's blog..but I realise that there are some real male whores out there. That doesn't come out very Christian like but I dunno how else to get my point across. Men out there are surprising me more and more everyday. Well hopefully that knowledge will go to good use and I will learn to distinguish the genuine ones from the whoring ones.

Here's to the weekend!!! ^___^

So she's come and gone. Ms Keys that is. It's nice to know that ppl had fun at the show.

What the hell did I do with my Friday night? Shot some pool after work with a friend, had some coffee...my first in about a couple of weeks if you can believe it and then having grown somewhat weary of the day I went home. Napped and went online.(I really miss the Olympus most horribly.) Didn't go to bed til about 3 cus I got caught up in convo with a girlfriend who lives overseas. Related to her my more than interesting evening and we had a good laugh over it. C'est la vie....

I am still smarting over a recent accusation by an acquaintance of mine. They had the audacity to accuse me of getting together with their ex. Let me just say..if you're going to accuse me of something like that then please have proof. I don't think I am being the least bit dramatic in saying that she attacked my integrity by ever even suggesting that I was capable of pulling a nasty stunt like that. Yes lend a sympathetic ear on one hand but running back to your ex fella to let him know what you said so we can giggle at it together like a couple of idiots. What else can I say but...lesson learnt. Frig ppl and their issues if that is the sorta attitude I am going to be getting after only being nothing but sympathetic. That particular piece of crap was remarkably hard to swallow and honestly...I can't say our so called friendship will ever be the same. Not after an insult like that.

And just after my week was going pretty decently....the nerve.

Another weekend stolen from the grasps of hardworking Barbadians...I don't get it? I don't party nor do I have a man or any prospects and all I get out to do these days is go to LAN so really where does my weekend go??

It's way past bedtime and I have to get up extra early to finish getting my hair braided. Oh happy happy joy joy...I sincerely hate having it done. Afterwards I am generally quite pleased with the result but getting there is something else.

On a sad note..my two pairs of silver hoops seem to have taken it upon themselves to elope...causing me much distress. Anyone willing to help search for the missing pieces of jewelry or even (by golly) replace them will have my eternal gratitude. What more could you ask for.

And oh finally. Celibacy is clearly a badword among young ppl today. Ppl need sex so badly that they have sex buddies. What the hell is really up with that?

You ever had the feeling that time was moving too fast..yet still wasn't moving fast enough? I know it sounds weird but that is the feeling that just hit me. I can't even explain it and it's my feeling lol.

On the topic of randomness...I think that it is a personality trait of mine. I dunno I could jump into something with total enthusiasm and maintain it for awhile but then a few months or even weeks down the road I forget all about it. And I don't think it is very impressive that I don't have alot of staying power. The only thing I seem to have the ability to stick with is are my jobs. And for at least the day job it's not cus i love it but rather because I need it. Babysitting with kids now is a different story cus there's so much more involvement and honestly how can you not love children?

I am just wondering how this lack of sticking around is going to affect me when I decided to have a serious relationship. Cus if past experiences prove anything I am getting way too good at detaching myself from ppl I care about. And that just isn't a good thing. It makes me feel cold and I know I am not a cold person. Maybe what I need is time...got loads of that now.

The weekend is here and the rain is doing a number. I hope it holds up 2moro since I have quite a bit of washing to do. lol sounding too much like my mother boh....

Off to work now...and bumming with Ian and JP after work. Goodie. I could use the laughs :)

Name that song...


You held my hand and then you slipped away
And I may never see your face again
So tell me how to fill the emptiness inside
Without love, what is life? And anyone who knew us
both can see We always were the better part of me
I never wanted to be this free And all this pain, when does it go away?

Then everytime I turn around And you're nowhere to be found I know

I gotta long long way to go Before I can say
goodbye to you Oh, I gotta long long way I know
Before I can say goodbye To all I ever knew, to you To you

From memory there is no hiding place Turn on the TV and I see you there
In every crowd there's always someone with your face
Everywhere, trying not to care

Then everytime I turn around And you're nowhere to be found I know

I gotta long long way to go Before I can say
goodbye to you Oh, I gotta long long way I know
Before I can say goodbye To all I ever knew

To you I wish you everything And all the best that life can bring
I only hope you think of me sometimes Oh, and even though I fell the pain
I know that you will love again The time will come and you'll move on

I gotta long long way to go Before I can say
goodbye to you Oh, I gotta long long way I know
Gotta long way to go Before I can say goodbye
Before I can say goodbye To all I ever knew
To all I ever knew I gotta long way to go
Before I say Say goodbye, say goodbye
But I wish you the best girl Oh and all of the rest to you