Things My Future Husband Should Know: The Davis Clan

I started this back in April... SMH @ myself! So I just decided to post what I have. Lazy, I know!

Although I'm an only child, please don't think you got off easy, Future Hubby. There may not be any big brothers to grill you or sisters to give me their nitty-gritty opinion of you, but I have a wonderful substitute: a whole gang of cousins, aunts and uncles known as The Davis Clan. To help you out, here are a few tips to help you get your mind right.

Reasons & Seasons

They say people come into your life for a reason and a season. It seems like the last couple of guys I've had some sort of relationship with was to help me get over the previous one. SupaBlack was put in place to help me get over PsychoEx. HWHadNT helped me get over SupaBlack. Now Bartender, to a much lesser degree, is helping me get over HWHadNT... But in my head I'm thinking "ENOUGH!"

Quote of the Day

Actually this is tweet of the day... yesterday.

from  @Slaus

If Elin got caught with 20 dicks in her mouth, dudes everywhere would endorse Tiger killing her azz. But because tiger gotta pay, yall mad?

"Christian with a side of..."

For quite a while now I've been pondering this post but wasn't sure whether I should share it or keep my thoughts to myself. I've been bolstered by the fact that I'm starting to read more and more people who are somewhat on the same wavelength. Maybe people are starting to open up some when it comes to religion. I am.

I was raised in a Christian home and from an early age I've known the Bible. I pretty much accepted what I was taught as being it. When I became a teenager, I began to question some things but was discouraged from voicing those questions because it was"wrong" to do so. Now I'm coming to accept the fact that my beliefs do not completely line up with traditional Christian thinking.

100 percent of school's first class college-bound

I saw this story on television a few months ago (maybe it was on the Today Show, or Black in America 2, IDK) but I don't think I shared it here. Even if I did, it's worth revisiting. I love seeing young black men going against the status quo, determined to do something with their lives! This is proof that where you're from, how poor you are and what others say/expect are NOTHING when met with positive role models who demand the best, encourage youths to follow their dreams, and give them the tools to be successful. And as a Jacksonian, I am proud that one of these young men will be a Tiger!

Class of 2010 students shown with their red and gold ties, signifying acceptance to at least one college.

Today's randomness: "Smile!"

"Smile! It's not that bad! It'll be okay!"

I hate when people say that.

IMO, this is such an insensitive comment. It brings about so many questions/comments.

1. am I supposed to walk around grinning at nothing in particular? There are people who do that. Lunatics.

2. Who are you, that I should bestow my beautiful smile upon you? Just because you're some guy telling me to smile, I'm supposed to oblige you?

3. You don't know how bad "that bad" is. Downplaying whatever it is that's keeping me from smiling is not the way to cheer me up. If you were really concerned, you'd say "You look down? You okay?" Of course I'd say I was fine (cuz why the hell would I open up to a random stranger?) but that's way better than the "get over it" crap you're giving me.

4. If that's your attempt to holla, you should stop. It's lame.

5. I don't wanna. Now leave me be.

Of course, I don't say any of these things. Think them, and some other unnecessarily mean comments, but never say them. Instead I just flash a brief, fake smile. Because that's what nice girls do, isn't it?