A BIRTHDAY TO FORGET *Misconceptions*

Hey People It was Mamachel's b-day last week. The 21st of November to be exact. I'm 25 and still I have no clue when does this wise thing happen?!!!! I entered the day with high hopes that it would be different from past ones. I know this is turning to my quote "Bwaay was I wrong". So wrong I hesistated writing about it. :-(

I thought that due to certain circumstances that were never around in the past this brithday would be maybe not Great but better. Listen people its is a dangerous thing that feeling called hope and expectation.

I went to dinner with the folks guys, then after certain events I went home to sleep. I got a bowl of chocolate cookies from my co-worker Keesha (thanks babe) If i could save those cookies I would. Because apart from that and the dinner and a card from esther that's all I got. Dont get it twisted I'm beyond grateful for the gifts I received I have had b-days when I have not received anything (lets not dwell on the past).

Now Kim I think it is certain that I my life is a extended series of Punk'd because at 2 in the morning I get a call from the one person I wanted to see the most saying sorry.. Now in all honesty dont you think I deserved more than a sorry? To date I am still waiting on an explanation or an attempt on redemption. I agree that unforseen things happen but an explanation can ease the hurt alot.

Would it then be wrong of me to deduce that I mean nothing to this person? That I must have a misconception as to where we are in this ? Let Mamachel know...? Its not my friends problem today it is mine :-(

So there you have it guys no roses, no kisses, no candy, nothing.. What's a girl to do?

Mamachel Vex bout this Deja Vu

"I going to kill that heffa!!! She think after i work so long with this man she can come just get him so?" recent reamblings of a wifee done wrong (2006)


Ladies have you ever known that something wasnt right in your relationship but you cant put a finger on it?

Have you ever known that there is another girl , but you cant say anything because you are going to be called paranoid?

You know he likes you : he calls, he spends time, unnu go out inna public, you know him friends, so why are you having those funny familiar forgotten feelings? Why is intuition telling you that there is another female around causing problems in an otherwise good life?

Unfortunately there is really nothing that you can do.. is there?
To confront her would mean behaving unlady like and wifees dont do that! To say nothing means you're a coward. So what does one do about all these impromtu meetings, late night phone calls, secret instant messages and flirty emails? Nothing? I'm afraid that's the correct answer. We as females can do nothing, just suck it up and play dumb. I for one tolerate it until im over it, until it gets old and then I'm gone that is.

One friend told me that when them look in your eyes and say "I love you" just look back and say the same.. Cause whatever man do we can do better...



All I saying is Mamachel vex bout certain current events... So give me your point of view on the topics at hand.... What should a girl do when she gets that Funny, familiar, forgotten feeling of infidelity..

I wonder if our mothers went through this?


Peace, Love and Honesty...... (Sounds simplier than it is)


Mamachel

Mamachel See Boops deh :-)

Hey Peeps!!!

Its Mamachel once again!!! Thanks for all the comments on "strangest vibrations" I hoped to hear more from the male point of view but such is life.
This week while online a friend and I were engaged in a Msn conversation (see below). His question brought back memories....

Scene: New Kingston

Date: July 2006

I stand outside a very famous establishment waiting with bated breathe for my "blind date" to alight from his car (german made well criss with the ris and stuff). As I stood there I envisioned a handsome guy dress to the nines. Bwaay was I wrong. People, when i say wrong I mean 50 degrees to the left wrong. The guy looked like Pumba from the Lion King (not cute) dressed to the nines alright in some FUBU Gear. Being the brave chica that I am I swallowed my fear and decided to see whats on the inside plus I was hungry (why waste a dress). Fast Forward to the end of the night and this story ends with me excusing myself to the bathroom and never returning. When I called my friend that set us up to ask her WHY??!!!!!. The response I got was "my girl him have crazzzyy money, just shut yuh eye." No, No, No, that ugliness penetrate any eyelid. Safe to say Pumba never heard from me again.

Back to the present questions at hand. Is money everything? Or should we give these guys a break I mean some would say that all they did was find a way to live with the ugliness. And the women are not completely without blame. Are these women users? I personally think that sometimes a person's personality outshines any physical faults and some of these women genuinely like these men, its the ones in the FUBU gear that scare me. (joking) I would love to hear your opinion.

Curious says:
so.. me an my friends were standin outside the gym talking an chilling right

Curious says:
and we deh deh a look on some of the women them and who them role up wid and what them drive and stuff

Curious says:
so we got to talking..

Curious says:
the three of us are good looking educated, ambitious young men, weh nuh have no bonafide wife..
Curious says:
so we were thinking... u know them ugly ass man dem weh nuh have NO sense, but have a dope car, and a KRISS girl

Curious says:
and u always hear people a say "how him get dat girl..."

Curious says:
or "what she doin wid him"

Curious says:
well.. u really cant fight dem man deh... u know WHY..

Curious says:
cause dem a di f#@!z weh a spen MONEY pon di woman dem... dem a wine and dine d woman dem

Curious says:
tek dem go gym, give dem car...

Curious says:
while the good looking "educated" ambitious man dem... nah spen a ras scent

Curious says:
so realloy and truly.... is di ugly ass rich man dem a play di game right !

Mamachel says:
NO WORRIES I WILL INVESTIGATE :-)

Mamachel take 2

Hey,

Welcome to another great adventure of mamachel. This is not a distress signal. Unfortunately, I am in the same situation as last week "Stranded". When will this scene change you might ask? I myself am trying to figure that out as I type. I'm still trying to remain optimistic tonight (hmm) Anyways, once again I have stayed late to work and my taxi is "indisposed" so i'm stranded. Everyday, apart from being thankful to be alive I wonder couple of things 1." Am I being punk'd?" , 2." Where is the rainbow, lord knows its been raining long enough" and 3."How hard can it be to get a car?" Well I'm here (trust me I'm here). Hopefully tomorrow will be better than today because today was just plain shit. Kim you really think i'm being punk'd, I might be forced to concurr (lol)

Over and Out ... Until Next time

Mamachel :-(

First ever mamachel post (Stranded!!!!)

Hey Guys,

Once again I have found myself stranded. This is not a distress call :-) Just sounding out to the level of frustration that I am going through this week. I'm beyond miserable and to top it off I stayed late for an impromtu meeting to now find myself stranded. So I have taken on the ever optimistic vibe that things cannot get anymore frustrating and God will get me a ride home. So do not be surprised that when you read this email and should you decide to reply I will be here to see it. Well its goodbye for now and know that I will keep you updated on the ever exciting 'ADVENTURES OF MAMACHEL' :-)


LATA,

Mamachel Have the Strangest Vibrations

"Somethings gotta go wrong 'cause I'm felling way too damn good"

Hey People!!!
All my fans will be happy to know that I have moved from the stranded stage, thanks to my new and ever prompt taxi driver Chris. Iam therefore in some odd sort of way mobile. With my transportation dilemna clarified I was at a loss with what to write about this week. Fret not!!! My friend Stephen* decided to quiz me today on a conflict inducing topic of MAN and WOMAN RELATIONSHIP. Now we all know that he must be in serious desperation if him asking the I for advice. Stephen* wanted to know why is it that girls love Bad boys and Guys love the girls they can never get? SAY WHAT??!!! This was beyond me... This little advice session soon turned to a class with me as the pupil.

Past experience would lead me to believe that a girl could be able to put her legs completely behind her head and sing the yankle doodle dandy all while drinking a frozen daquiri from Tastees Patty and her man would still give her bun with a normal girl with the bounti killa lip.. I'm just saying who knows why we do the things we do?

If you have any input feel free to reply I would like to hear from both sexes in this matter...

* Names have been changed to protect the identity of of my compatriots....

Mamachel Over and Out

P.S. You may email this letter to your friends..