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*sigh* I’m under the weather. My kids are under the weather. Nothing really — allergies, or sinuses. Maybe it’s a cold. Runny noses, stuffy noses (at the same damn time), a little fever, headaches, itchy throats. Probably allergies.
I LOOK sick.
Being black and all, my skin and I have a special relationship with the sun. That Vitamin D is my skin’s best friend.
So I’m sick. I’m extremely pale, so the darkness under my eyes is real prominent. Then they are a bit swollen underneath — mainly because I’m up all night from stuffy nose syndrome.
I don’t care.
I am just not a make up person, no matter how I try to be.
So here I am, in here clear-faced. Sickly looking.
The store is doing well enough. Our customers are nice. Even the girls who tried robbing us a couple of weeks ago — they were nice, too. Sometimes women have attitudes. And for the life of me I cannot understand why.
I don’t have attitude with people who are servicing me.
I don’t care what’s going on in my life. I don’t take it out on people who are not the object of my ire.
I don’t give a damn about you being tired, sad, angry at something that happened outside of talking to me. When you take it out on me I get REALLY frustrated with YOU.
I don’t care if someone DIED. Real talk. Be nice to me. I’m not the one who caused the death. I mean APOLOGIZE for heaven’s sake — *I* do “I’m sorry if I’m coming off some kind of way. So-n-so died the other day.”
That way I UNDERSTAND.
…I baby my senior customers. I run around and get everything for them. I heap samples on them. I don’t know why. I just love them so much. They’re all my granties. One of them saw me at the convenience store. She gave me a hug and a kiss on my cheek.
I take care of my itty bitty customers, too. I give them things. Just give them anything. A little girl who only has a dollar and wants a 0.99 cent lip gloss — plus tax it’s gonna be $1.07. I take the dollar and give it to them. A little girl who really wants something but can’t buy it — I’ll give them some little gift.
I’d keep candy back here but I DO have my own kids. So. No. lol That wouldn’t be wise. lol
I need a nap.
I miss my friends. They’re running around going out doing all this stuff.
Opening a business is supposed to cause you to work hard NOW, so you can do all this stuff later. So I hope it works out.
You know what I’m tired of?
I’m tired of people disliking me for shit that had nothing to do with them.
(I knoooowww I said I was gonna work on the cussing. It’s hard)
I’ve said it before in life and I’ll say it again — people start out at 100% with me. I don’t EVER dislike anyone off the bat and I’ll never understand people that are like that. What I got to dislike you for when you’ve done nothing to me? You have to directly do something to ME for me to dislike you.
So I don’t understand why people take up other people’s plights for them and choose to hate/hate on people because that so-called “friend” of theirs hates them.
I’m so not like that, it’s not even funny.
I’ll never understand it.
…a customer/business associate came in.
My customers make my day better.
#backtowork
…we all are.
Back in the day of me writing notes on Facebook (and if you’re a facebook friend, you can go check it out), every once in a while, I would give a disclaimer on my page.
I haven’t done a disclaimer in 2 years.
The disclaimer read something like this: I AM NEVER 100% REAL. People who say that, are lying to themselves. I am PROBABLY 80% real. I am MANY things. I have MANY likes. If I haven’t told you something about me, it’s not that I LIED about it. It’s PROBABLY because I dont know you like that.
People that don’t have discretion, they really suck ass. You don’t have to tell people EVERYTHING about you, and fuck those that think you do. Everything about me that I don’t say directly to people is on a need-to-know basis.
And I’ve made a video saying it, yesterday. Driving in the car. I don’t have time to post it, but I will.
I don’t have to tell anyone everything about me. What FOR??
Is this not enough for you??
What happens to people, is that they’ll agree with me on a particular subject, and they’ll think “OHMAGOD, we’re TOTALLY alike!” because we agree! The FACT is — you don’t know WHAT I think about other things. And over the years on social media, people have sought me out, to link with me, over that ONE THING we have in common. And THATS FINE, but — and my “About” section addresses it — Please know there’s more to me than that ONE THING. (here’s my about section from facebook — you gotta scroll all the way down tho, I think — (You’ve probably assumed that you know something about who I am or what I stand for. And most likely, you’re incorrect. You can’t REALLY know who I am, or how I am from a few internet posts. It’s not even the tip of the iceberg. If you have a problem with any of this I’d suggest you go find a life outside of here. Go get some sun… 
#ASSUMENOTHING Dont assume that I think like you, that I believe EXACTLY what you believe, that I am in any way shape form or fashion anything LIKE you, just because we have one or two things in common. Over here = maddness in a pretty package. For the most part. The sooner you accept that about me, the better we’ll get along.”
I have told people this A THOUSAND TIMES.
BECAUSE WHEN YOU REALIZE THAT YOU AND I ARE DIFFERENT ON OTHER THINGS, YOU FLIP OUT AND YOU SAY IM INCONSISTENT. NO! I’m CONSISTENTLY REBECCA, AKA DREAMGYRL360. But YOU DONT KNOW ME, so YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT CONSISTENT REBECCA *IS*.
That’s why it’s a stupid statement.
I don’t live this life for you. I do what I want to do with my life. I grow and change, I ebb and I flow. So do you, and if you don’t, you’re a rather BORING individual. I do whatever it is I want to do with my life. But you want to be freaked out and upset about things when you hear some shit about me that YOU DONT EVEN KNOW IF IT’S TRUE OR NOT, because you’re holding me to some set of values that you MAY set for YOURSELF — or you MAY have set it for ME because you THOUGHT I was who you THOUGHT I was… because of that ONE perception that YOU had about me.
…And aint no “let us get to know you” WHY YOU DONT EVEN LIVE HERE. You know what you NEED to know about me. You move to Dallas, come visit me at my store, let’s go out, let’s go eat — let’s get some DRINKS (yes; I drink alcohol the Bible doesn’t speak against it but Christianity might, depending on your church lol). GET IN MY FACE AND GET TO KNOW ME.
You don’t know ANYBODY on Facebook. You don’t know anyone over the phone — you don’t know what their life is like. You don’t know their conditions or what they’re doing…
Oh, and the reason I make polygyny videos and yet never had any real polygynous experience is because it is something that interests me. PLUS black women weren’t really addressing the topic when I began. POLYGYNOUS PEOPLE DONT TALK ABOUT THEIR SITUATIONS ON VIDEO TYPICALLY, MAINLY BECAUSE IT’S ILLEGAL. But I knew a few of them then and I know a slew of them, now. So I make the videos.
If you don’t like what I say, or how I bring it, because you don’t like me (not as if anything I’ve said was incorrect) MAKE YOUR OWN OR SHUT UP.
Okay this concludes my vents for today.
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