tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11456627532780788642024-09-09T16:02:09.233-07:00Diaries Of An Almost WomanMy name is Onu'a and I'm 23 and a half years older. Making the "jump" from puberty to womanhood seems to be happening at award-winning snail speed for me. Why am I hanging onto the last shreds of girlitude? Or quite simply - and I didn't have to book an session with an over-priced shrink to deduce this - am I that scared of accepting full responsibility for a certain little person called ME!?
"I'm not a girl . . . not yet a woman, all I need is time . . ." - Britney SpearsOnu'a DOAAWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09483827584851490029noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1145662753278078864.post-64188464222435807122011-11-18T13:55:00.000-08:002011-11-18T14:02:29.776-08:00Friends With STIFENEB
If this was going to play out like a movie, it would play out like a very sad movie. Sad by genre and sad by predictability.
I watched them drown, though after thought. I didn’t need to reach out to catch them. I already knew. Indeed, you could say I had rehearsed each one for I knew them all by heart. And just the recall brought a smile to my face for the very first time.
The sinking feeling Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03540115738815854968noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1145662753278078864.post-37190543874285008962011-05-25T16:23:00.000-07:002011-05-25T16:24:53.713-07:00In Exchange for Fortitude
Writing blindly through tears, I might as well
have been playing tap-dance on my keyboard with my fingers. For the first time
in my life I wished I didn’t know my way around QWERTY by heart. I wished my
fingers needed to search and find one key at a time. I wished I could snail
this one away.
For the first time in my life I understood. For
the first time in my life I bled inwardly. I tore Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03540115738815854968noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1145662753278078864.post-6354032365714686172011-05-05T18:20:00.000-07:002011-05-05T18:30:26.680-07:00ONU’A (acronymical drug) - O Narcissist, You Are<!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false EN-GB X-NONE X-NONE <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03540115738815854968noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1145662753278078864.post-57210185152877398532010-11-23T09:10:00.000-08:002010-11-24T00:10:09.215-08:00Species of Emotions<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false EN-US X-NONE X-NONE <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03540115738815854968noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1145662753278078864.post-80862527279123651602010-10-15T07:52:00.000-07:002010-10-17T15:51:01.575-07:00Prequel: It's About TimeTime of writing. 8.17 am. The crunchy sounds you might hear – Me, having flakes o’corn!
Today I AROSE. And it just feels right saying it that way. Because I actually did. Early. It feels surreal – is that it? Where’s a dictionary when you don’t need one? The air. Freshhh. It was almost like I was in Triangle in a Squared Circle Yoga Type Mode. Perfect! Chalk one up for me. Like I’d been doing Onu'a DOAAWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09483827584851490029noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1145662753278078864.post-39656186332081538892010-10-07T14:45:00.000-07:002010-10-07T14:45:55.317-07:00Time For The CrimeI jumped off my toilet seat. Oh shit! Oh shit! I had fallen asleep doing a 2nd round of “NO 2”. I shut my eyes tight as I pulled back my semi-transparent pink window strip. And opened them to see the dreaded bright glow of the sun signifying daylight! Full daylight. 6.30-ish! Oh, even bigger shit! I dashed across the bed and grabbed my Samsung dual. SIX THIRTY-SIX! SHIT with capital block lettersOnu'a DOAAWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09483827584851490029noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1145662753278078864.post-2652867358048580742010-10-06T00:18:00.001-07:002010-10-06T00:24:50.721-07:00Nigeria - Five & Nought<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false EN-US X-NONE X-NONE <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]>Onu'a DOAAWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09483827584851490029noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1145662753278078864.post-46927763591986658902010-10-06T00:04:00.002-07:002010-10-06T00:17:33.120-07:00Not Almost, Perfect!<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false EN-US X-NONE X-NONE <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]>Onu'a DOAAWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09483827584851490029noreply@blogger.com0