Y'all ever google y'all self? (I don't know why, but saying that sound a li'l vulgar, nah?)
I don't normally google me. But one day this week, I been looking up "Caribbean literature online" and I come across this:
"As one of the strongest female Caribbean voices who has been blogging consistently, Guyana Gyal is clearly a pioneer of Caribbean feminist blogging."
(Guyana Gyal...that was me on the now closed-Guyana blog).
I feel a li'l shame to admit, but it make me feel good.
Maybe I should start doing selfies.
I sitting here trying to pout.
To do a duck-mouth.
Because, apparently, that is what you got to do.
I ain't too fond of doing selfies for some reason though. I always come across like this:
|Bazzodee - stupidee - gone!|
The worst one was this!!
|Wha' de heck happen here?|
I ain't got nooooo idea how it happen. Was in a' ole mirror with flaws, in we family home. I come to the conclusion that selfies ain't for me.
I gon start doing sketches instead. Like self-portraits.
|Awww...look how I cute, eh?|
I better go cook lunch before my poor Ma drop down with hunger, and the next thing you know, people gon be saying how I been too absorbed with meself.
Have a good day until next time,