There’s a note going around on Facebook, “25 Random Facts About Me”, where people tag you to read their 25 random facts and then you are supposed to in turn write 25 facts about yourself.  I liked reading about my friends and definitely found out things that I didn’t know before.  Well, I figured that I needed more room than Facebook allowed, so why not bring it on home where I can get really funki?  Get ready to find out more than you ever wanted to know about Funkidivagirl.

Betcha didn’t know that….

#1 I have a bad temper, I’m pretty fearless and I hate punks.  And that has gotten me into trouble.

Most people don’t know that about me because I am also very kind and forgiving.  Lord knows that I’m not perfect, so I don’t expect anyone else to be either.  I have also learned the much-needed skill of holding my tongue and thinking before I speak.  However, this was not always so.  There are many “episodes” that unfortunately come to mind, but a recent walk through Ackerman Union on UCLA’s campus brought back one incident in particular.

When I was in graduate school at UCLA I got into a situation dubbed by The Daily Bruin newspaper as the “Cola Wars”.   To keep this in perspective, this was right on the heels of the Rodney King riots; in fact this was our first day back to school.  It started with a Coke.

I was in the student union getting lunch with my boyfriend (now husband) James minding my own business. While filling a cup from the soda fountain machine a girl rudely bumped me with her backpack and in turn knocked over my drink.  

I said, “Um, excuse you?”

And she turned around, looked at me and said “Oh, don’t be a B____,” and went back to talking to her friend like nothing happened.  

Well, she would have done better just slapping me in the face, because nobody calls me out of my name; it was on.  In front of the whole lunch crowd I threw my Coke and screamed, “Who are you calling a B____?”

At this point she realized her error and tried to flee, but James and I chased her away from Cooperage, past the arcade, through the store, down the steps and out onto Bruin Walk where we came to our senses.  The incident, witnessed by many, became newspaper fodder for 3 days straight.  Gotta love the media, right?

Many years later I am not proud of that moment (although I do think it is funny) and I still have that same temper, but it is more controlled now because of wisdom, my desire to be a good role model for my kids and frankly Jesus.  The true Yoda, he’s saved me from cussing a fool out many a time and taught me how to use “the force” for good and not evil.

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