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Monday, February 28, 2005

Twenty-something….


At twenty-something, we've done the school thing, moved out on our own, we have the whole independence thing worked out but the damn clock won't stop ticking.
We can no longer go to all the gigs because we are too old, can't socialize with the younger folks lest we be call "agbaya". In every girls mind we are thinking marriage, marriage, kids, kids and some more marriage. All the dudes you meet you are sizing up as potential husband.
You've got a few girlfriends that have caught one, but for some weird reason them bitches get on your damn nerves, everything you say or do suddenly become immature, their favorite thing to say is ?wait till you get married? Well shit bitch, I am waiting!
Remember when you were kids and you'd gist with your friends on what age you intend to marry, what the guy's profession would be and how you'd live happily ever after! Well damn! No one ever said you'd have to wait this damn long! And please don't you dare mention the subject when you do catch one, he will run so fast, ya head go spin! Why is that? Why is it that all a twenty-something woman thinks about is marriage but the men don't want to hear it?
I attended a wedding recently where the groom was like 26 and the bride was a mere 19! How in the hell did she pull that off! Yeah I was jealous! Jealous not of her man but jealous that I did not have one of my own! "Lucky bitch!" I kept saying to myself. It was the most beautiful ceremony though. As they pledged their undying love to each other my eyes welled up with tears of envy! She was so beautiful and he so adored her!

So what do we do now? You've got it all in perspective but you are nearing your expiration date and no one has taken you off the shelf! What do we do I ask? Well I'll tell you what the hell I'm gonna do, what the rest of the twenty-something heifers out here do…… Fake like it don't even matter!

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