Day 14: Something you love about yourself.

Yes I know I’m moody and miserable…..but we all have a positive sides to our beings….of all things I love about Marsha….it’s my personalty….when I’m in a good mood…I fun loving, out going, a social butterfly, kid at heart, witty…..I’m spiritual, and most times I am very optimistic…

I bring a sense of joy to the people I surround… and I love seeing people happy….and on top of all this…I’m kind and caring…..

So its not my face, weight, or height…..its my inner beauty….my personality


Day 13: Your least favorite female group.

This was hard too….but they are the only female group that I can think of…that I can’t remember a song they sang….if I had like them or their song /songs…I guess I would have remembered something other than their group name: Danity Kane

Day 12: Your favorite female group.

I had to think hard on this one….female groups are not very popular now…and if they are, they are surely not making an impression….I have love TLC from high school days….and cried when Left- eye died….

TBOZ, Left- Eye and Chilli make-up TLC…..

Day 11: A letter to one of your exes.

I really do not have any grievances with an of my exes…. we all parted on good terms…so this is what I will say to One is for all:

It was good while it lasted……

Day 10: Your best friend.

So from the beginning of time I have had about….7 best friends…. Tasha, Kerry, Lisa, Simone, Sally, Gavin and Romone

Of all these best friends Sally and Romone have been  the most consistent in life and has proven to be there when I needed them the most….they are true friends to me….and though I’m the one that always messes things up…I have most times gained their forgivnes….

No matter what happens and no matter where I am…these two will remain in my heart until the day I die….

Day 9: Your definition of love

The L word.. L-O-V-E…..I’m a sure everyone has an idea of what it means…but yet at the same times its one of the hardest things to define….

Wikipedia explains love as: Love is the emotion of strong affection and personal attachment. In philosophical context, love is a virtue representing all of human kindness, compassion, and affection. In religious context, love is not just a virtue, but the basis for all being (“God is love”), and the foundation for all divine law (Golden Rule).

So that’s the theoretical meaning….let me try and explain how I view love…in order to Love someone or something ….we have to first appreciate the person for what they are, which means accepting them with their faults and flaws and loving them at any size shape….distance does not lessen the love…but in deed makes the heart grow fonder….

Do you know what Love is? I asked Zainey only last weekend, as he tells me he does some many times and for no reason, he says love is being rough Mummy….and proceeds to jump on back and play horsey….to us playing horsey is a physical annoyance..but to a 4 year old…it takes trust…..he wouldn’t play horsey with someone he doesn’t trust….

Everyone has different ways of expressing their love…but loving someone all results in similar actions, sacrifice to me is the strongest evidence of love. Sacrifice leads to other actions caring, giving, kindness…. you know them all…..

So love to me is demonstrative of all those actions together… Love in any language….though the pronunciation may change…the action is very much the same..  


Credit or Trust….

I don’t know where to start with this blog….as I am still very angry from the incident…..even though its nearing 24hrs since it occurred….When you work in large offices, you will always find people stopping by to sell you one thing or the other….my office is no stranger to this….we have to people that that visit our offices on monthly bases…. to collect and to sell….the cycle is repeated most months….However, knowing my love for clothes or “things” in general…all I need to hear is that someone is outside to selling and mi gone to look…I meet this person selling back in May…when I had just started working here…she showed me a couple things and whatever she showed me then, I told her, was not to my taste, style or liking….

After her trip to the US… she returned to my office..or I would say one of….as if you know me…I work from 3 offices… 4 if you wanna include trade visits/road…unable to catch up with me….she came to my house to sell me what she thought was my style…I admit I got few pieces for work and my bill was somewhere around $18g…..which she said was ok to pay in 2 installments…. August and September….In August I paid her $8000.00 leaving a balance of  $10,000.00…..

Fast Forward to pay day of September…which for us is the very working day of the month…. yes I know it sucks….this month it was Thursday the 30th….due to heavy rainfall…some of my co-workers didn’t get paid on time…. especially if they didn’t bank with NCB… yeah for NCB.

Its 12:45 on Friday and I have just gotten my lunch after standing 45 mins in the line…trying to eat and meet my Principal for a 1:30 meeting at her office…my phone rings… “the seller’s”  name pops up on my phone…. Marsha she says..I’m outside…my response Why didn’t you call before, I don’t walk around with 10g on me….anyway I have a meeting a 1:30 and I will arrange to get you your balance next week.

Monday I  sent a bbm to her “collector” and said that will be going to the bank in a few and let “the seller” know that I will give you her money in the morning…she asked me to call her, I said I can’t….but I will send her a text message as I am in the meeting:

TEXT TO SELLER FORM ME: I didn’t get to go to the bank on Friday, So I’m going in a few, I will give “The collector” ur money in the morning (Tuesday)

RESPONSE TO ME FROM SELLER: One would never believe ur such a con!!! I have no reason to believe u r tellin the truth! The bank is still open get my money and give it to me today! u r such a selfish person, y won’t you answer your phone!!!

RESPONSE TO SELLER FROM ME: Don’t be rass rude *insert seller’s name here*!!! My phone did not ring…I answered you on Friday when u called…I don’t answer unknown numbers or numbers not stored in my phone….I said in the morning…and that’s when it is….work with that or I will return the clothes…you obviously believe ur the only one that can be a bitch…your urgencys are not my priority

RESPONSE TO ME FROM SELLER: who do u believe u r tellin expletive? on top of all u’ve put me thru. I have not used one bad word to u. I won’t get there with u tiefin Marsha!!!

As I write the text message for the blog…I feel my heart begin to race once again….I crafted the most insulting text…but failed to to hit the send button…. Tiefin Marsha? Is this lady aware of what a thief is…I have never been so insulted in the history of my life…I received the text about 2:30pm and can I tell you that the rest of my work day was done for….I was so angry…that I could hardly breathe… I walked to my friend Pet (@Salmon_Berry) to vent….which eased the anger to a lesser degree…but I was stilling fuming….I think I shared the story with almost everyone….and I was equally angered each time I told the story…

My friends will tell you that I hold on to anything…usually after a few hours….I”m good to go….I gave Karla (@kc15012011) a ride to work as she got Redz a little fixer- upper…and even this morning while telling her…I was still upset….If that lady bright one more time…she woulda be a rass shooting star… or as  Zaine’s Dad says…she would been brilliant….

I never turn the other cheek…no sir- ree not me…you come hard….I come harder….Marsha will always have the last say…or the last action….I can be spiteful, vindictive and extremely revengeful…I was tempted to class her….using unladylike grammar… that there are many things I could trace her and tell her…dancehall music has made tracing matches easier to win…

I decided that I would not longer exchange phone calls or text messages to her….I packed up all the items she had sold me in a black scandal bag (less the 8g worth)…. and stapled a note to it, the note reads ” Attached to this bag, is the “balance” I have for you. No need to call or text my phone, I don’t associate myself with dirty scondrels.

Its Tuesday afternoon, I am unaware if she has collected the bag….and neither to I care to find out…I don’t know if she believed calling me a thief would have encouraged me to go to the bank any sooner….this is not a “dwn twn” higggler I might add…. she lives in Orange Grove, has a 16 yr old child…and is well spoken…. “upt-looking individual”

People often take my look…  as  someone that is weak and some what of a push over…hold up….that’s exactly where you went wrong…I have learned the art of hurting people without even saying a word to you…..or saying a lot…without expletives….never under estimated me….

I’m sure she will be highly enraged…when she goes to her “collector” and sees a lovely black scandal with her name on it….and yes I have worn all the clothes….one in torn…and it has all been bagged and tagged…..

Well after venting here….I sure do feel much better…..