So we lost Whitney, I was in my car Saturday night when the text messages started coming in, “Whitney Houston is dead”, “Whitney Houston died”.…… I dismissed the first one as pure foolishness, there was just no way this could possibly be true. Then I got the 3rd and the 4th text message and then I realized there was no way it wasn’t true. I kinda drove home the rest of the way in a haze. I, like millions of others have clowned Whitney’s shenanigans over the years, who wouldn’t I guess, I imagine even in the years to come, in spite of her death, people will defer to her infamous tragic moments. I remember the fresh faced girl with the lil pitty pat fro that came on the scene, so beautiful with that insanely awesome voice, I thought you had to weigh about 425lbs and be in a Baptist choir to own a voice of that magnitude but Whitney was about 110lbs wet, where was she housing the hefty woman??? Simply put Whit was the bomb! Whit IS the bomb! I’m sure I’m not the only one who saw billions of tweets and facebook stats “is anyone surprised?” and ‘I told you so!”….. UGH! yes we can all assume that struggles with drugs may likely result in a negative outcome but I was more than a little thrown off by everyone being a self proclaimed clairvoyant. “She was headed down this road, why is anyone surprised?”. Sometimes the internet really makes me wonder why the world is so effed up because 90% of internet posters carry on as if they’ve never made mistakes or made bad choices. I for one have and probably will continue to, sure my problem is not drugs but bad choices are bad choices and can be detrimental in the same way as narcotic abuse I suppose. Unlike the ” Itoldyasoer’s” , I can honestly say I DID NOT see Whitney dying, I saw her maybe still having some public struggles with things, still getting involved in antics to make us giggle and shake our heads at her and yes, still living enough to try to do better, like every one of us does everyday.
On another note, that effin day is tomorrow, that effin day that that lil white muthaeffer in a diaper holding an arrow decided should be set aside for the lovers. To him I say, “Go head son, I ain’t even mad at you”….. You see every year I get annoyed about this day, well, because I am booless, but ya know what? Booless does not = loveless. I am my own boo damn it! Besides, I date….. A LOT! and I have family and friends who love me to pieces, so instead of begrudging what I don’t have I’m gonna appreciate what I do have. So if I see that lil white fugger in a diaper tomorrow I’m gonna tongue kiss him, IT’S ALL GOOD!
If you have a special someone in your life, enjoy him or her, if you don’t enjoy the day anyway. Take yourself out to dinner, masturbate til you turn blue! treat yourself right! You is single, you is smart, you is kind, (you is hopefully attractive cause that makes this single shit a lot easier to swallow), you will be fine