The reason why I have decided to name this particular post Memo is the fact that I am momentarily (MO) finding myself (ME) thus = MEMO. SHit and I havent even smoked any weed.
I quit my job with the seven Psychos, Dopey, Mopey, Grumpy, Slumpy, Moany, Groany and Sleezy, said my goodbyes and I cannot tell you how empowered and free I feel. What was my lesson learnt from this experience? Well I’ll answer that for you, most psychologists develop an interest in psychology and thus practice it, to delve into other people’s problems to run away from their own. They therefore are so fucked up, because they dont possess the time or energy to sort out their own issues.
I have now taken the time to work on ME for a change, started gym, eating healthful foods, reading a lot and just ’standing still’ this time around, to try understand what my real passion in this life is. I am not going to jump into the next job, just for the sake of having one, not this time anyway.

I have finally got a car, second hand Citi Golf and have started driving, so there is some sort of direction going on so far. I love my new sense of freedom and independence, cannot believe it took me this long, but I am a late bloomer.

Today I decided to walk to the gym, just for the heck of it and fell in love with a man who works for the JRA named Sipho, okay for real, I’m talking bullshit! While on my walk, I was harrassed and wolf whistled at by african men who were busy working on the road. Fuck! it grates me, I told them to all fuck off, now if they looked something along the lines of the gardener (Jesse Metcalfe) in Desperate Housewives that Gabrielle (Eva Langoria) has a love affair with, I don’t think I would’ve been that perturbed.

And on that note, I bid you all a good night.

Over and Out.