It's not as if I do not appreciate the men that are "toasting" me, I really do, Its just that I don't understand their "lingo". Okay, one of them, the Ghanian, keeps telling me, "you will soon be smiling" WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN? Its driving me up the wall. Anytime I complain about something, that is his answer. "You will soon be smiling". I swear the next time he says that shit, I am gonna scream, THEN, MAKE ME SMILE, DAMN IT!
Then, the other guy that says he likes me, the guy from Sierra Leone, he thinks I have too much ambition, (don't ask me oh, you know how African men like to assume how women are. If you have your own opinions and are not quiet in a fucking corner, like an ant, then automatically, you are the "ambitious" woman. You know, the woman NOT to marry), but according to him, he feels he can "handle" it. He says he knows he can "handle" me and my ambitions. "Handle" indeed! Don't do me a favour, please. Handle ko, handle ni.
All these men and their damn arrogance, constantly telling me who I am. They always assume they have decoded you, they know exactly who you are, what you go for. They always think they are making decisions based on your "personality" and other "traits" that they have also decoded. They are all psychologists and anthropologists.
If you are not a part of my family, let me assure you, you don't know me. So, unless you were born in the same house with me, you don't KNOW me. You have no clue what I am capable or not capable of doing. You have no clue how far I will go to do certain things. You have no clue when my enough is enough. You have no fucking clue.
You don't know me, so you can not make me "smile" or "handle" me. First, you have to KNOW me.