IMiisedMyBloggiie!!!!

                   Feels so good to blog again, and NO bloggie,stop staring at me like that,you know i wouldnt abandon you ever!!! 
          So the world is a very ironic place to be in,i survived not one but TWO chicken pox outbreaks in Nigeria,that hot country of a place. My momma always told me each time i worried that i wouldn't get it because she never had it and so i always believed her......and i survived the two outbreaks,i remember watching my friend Brenda itching in the Sick Bay and i said to her what id heard others say a million times, DON'T ITCH and with the tears of frustration she still itched,still scarred herself and still regretted it later on.
           Here in the Canada,the last thing i could ever imagine was Chicken Pox!!!!. It was a Sunday Morning,i remember not going to church because i was Lazy. After church Ivy came round on her way to the library,she was feeling a bit sickly and she had forgotten her jacket at home and asked for mine.
    I checked the whole frikkin house for my 'other jacket' (the one i let people wear) but it vanished, couldn't remember  if i'd given it out and she looked so Hopeless i just had to give her my black school jacket and off she went with a 'see you in school'
   Woke up late the next morning as usual, couldn't find my school jacket and the bus was bout to leave so i just threw on something black and left, phew!!! it was freezing outside but who was on the bus with my lovely warm jacket?? yup,Ivy!!!!! I just put it on without thinking and off to school we went.
By the End of the day,i discovered Ivy had the chicken pox but by then i barely remembered that i'd given her my jacket.
Wednesday Morning,two bumps on my tummy,one on my arm,one on my face,all exactly the same and very itchy,i thought it was my allergies acting up again,made a mental note to pick up some hydro cortisone cream at the pharmacy after school,by third period Ladies and Gentle..yup yup...i have the Chicken pox people!!!
      Thursday Morning, Roomie discovers same spots on her body,yes people,we have an epidemic on our hands.


    The chicken pox was TERRIBLE,it itched and when you itched it,it hurt,there was no escape,high fevers,sleepless nights and GOD BLESS WHOEVER INVENTED CALAMINE LOTION!!!


Then comes Murphy's Law,for those of you who don't know it,i shall explain
Murphy's Law states that
             Anything Bad that can Happen will Happen and at the Worst possible time...
        As i was sitting in Bed trying to Facebook, white as a ghost from calamine lotion and running yet another fever and about to take yet some more fever reducers. I reached out for the glass of punch by my bedside and i dunno what happened or how it happened but one minute the cup was in my hand and the next minute there was bright RED punch all over my laptop. I panicked,i shut it off,turned it upside down all night and turned it back on in the morning.......it would not come on....i was frustrated,i tell you really was and i happened to be dead broke at the time and even if i had money in my account,i wasn't about to leave the house with Chicken pox. My camera gets stolen too.Story of my Damn Life.. 
                  
                                            but finally,my chicken pox goes and God blessed me too!! i have like only 3 scars,i went to get my laptop cleaned for $200 (there goes those shoe's I've been eyeing) and i found out Exactly who took my camera so i got it back as well and then i had so much to catch up and still have so much to do but I've taken care of the priorities,had 2 tests today and another bloody one tomorrow,midterms in 2 weeks,and essays and book reports to write till then...*sigh*




   New Blog name?? Yes because im finally gonna write the way i want,im gonna be my random-deranged-nail biting-air guitar playing-talking too much-need to cool down-self!!!! YaY!!! 




I have some major catching up to do in blogsville, and a test to read for!!!!!!!!
                                                                   *Kisses*
                                                                       ...::GaGa::..


          

I Stare Out The Window.

               Every morning on my way to school and noon time on my way back,i sit on either side of the sixth seat from the bus driver.I put my headphones on and play loud music,i rest my head on the cool glass of the window, stare out and remain that way till i get to my destination.
             
                           I ignore everything and every one,their early morning chatter does not interest me,neither do their noon time jokes and loud music. They wonder why i do not talk and i smile to myself, little do they know that  my mind takes me to place they cannot imagine,to a place where my problems do not exist,where i am happy and surrounded by the ones i love.


                           Scenery whizzes by but i do not see, Music plays but i do not hear, i am stuck in a gleeful limbo.................


I feel a tap on my shoulder....bile rises in my throat,i clearly do not want to be disturbed but i turn all the same...its Tolu, ' whats wrong' he asks....'nothing'..... 'but you look sad'...'im fine'.. 'sure???'  ...he persists.....'yea' (i plaster the best smile i can muster on my face) and turn back to the window.


                         Some  days,i am so frustrated,i am tired of smiling and pretending to be happy all the time,im tired of being energetic,of trying my hardest to smile when people hurt me, even when my fingers make fists so tight i feel my blood stop and my heart pounds in my ears and the sting of tears in my eyes,i smile. On those day which are sadly becoming frequent,i am afraid of the bus.
Because once i get in,the battle starts, me against my tears...i fight as hard as i can,keeping my face to the window as hard as possible so no one sees my tear-rimmed eyes.More often than not,i lose. The Hot angry tears gushing down my cheeks. I Cry and cry, iv never felt so alone in my life.


                    I wish for my friends,my real friends not the ones i smile at and play with here but the ones i left behind,the ones that woud know something was wrong before they even see my face.They know im sad,they hear it in my voice when we talk,they sense it in my words when we I.M. 


           I want some one to talk to, someone to listen to my ramblings without interrupting, someone to just hold me and let me cry my frustrations away. Pompom listens to me at night,he listens to my heartbreaking cries, muffled so my roomie doesn't awake, he tries to hold me but he's just a gay teddy so he gets distracted by Fubzy (roomies teddy)


            The crush is dying,slowly fading away, slowly because im trying to make it last a while. The magic  left 2 days ago leaving behind all the ugly truth i tried not to see before.Like fallen glass,it was whole for a really long time and then broken in a single second,in the blink of an eye but the damage had already been done.i wish it wouldn't go because it was mercifully distracting but the more i fight it,the faster it goes.


                I cannot sleep well,i have bin tossing and turning all night long till the sun rises,i feel more tired than when i slept of. I discovered pain relievers could clear your mind and leave you blank if yu took four at a time,i discovered that taking those four with soda left my mind refreshingly blank and carefree. I do not leave home without them. I reach into my purse at the slightest sign of stress,when im sad or angry like today,i reach into my purse.Two first,5 minute interval,Another two,Can of soda and 10 minutes later im hyperactive...i dont mind,anything is better than being unhappy.


...............I am WIERD.....i know but i like it, thats the way i was made so if you have a problem with it then you should know that i really don't care......and if you keep pissing me off...i will punch you....and break your fucking nose...if your lucky..i'll aim for your Guts..
i miss my mom so much ryt now


                  I'm going to eat Lays,Drink punch and read Teen Vogue till i pass out. And tomorrow morning,as always,i will stare out the Window.


                                                           * Kisses*
                                                            ...::GaGa::...


                        


                      


                   

I Write Because I Crush

The sweetest,most distracting thing in this world.Crushes come in so many forms,they start in so many ways.

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A smile from a stranger,a face in a magazine or even on a billboard or t.v,even a friend or acquaintance,perhaps you looked a their faces a bit differently  for no real reason.

It might not even be a face, sometimes,you hear a persons voice,you read a persons words and it feels like a match made in heaven.

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No matter the kind of crush you have,the feelings are always the same.Love (what you think is love but is actually lust),Desire,Longing..and the Forbidden feeling of crushing after something thats not yours,something that you want so badly to belong to you,an almost painful yearning.

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Your thoughts are occupied by this person,you feel a sudden connection to this person,you want to know more about this fascinating person,you imagine a whole personality for your crush.

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Crushes bring an extra spring to your step,a blush to your cheeks,smiles are never far from your lips,your feet keep tapping to the senseless toneless tune that you cant seem to stop humming,the last thing on your mind before you fall asleep,they possess all your dreams and still remain the first thing on your mind when you awake,time has no meaning or boundary,it just you and your crush.

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Crushes are ever so distracting,you leave the taps on,burn your food,leave your iron on,misplace every single thing you own,forget even the simplest things like your own phone number....yet,you don't notice these things,they make no difference to you because you have a crush and thats all that matters.

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You idolize your crush,your crush is faultless in your eyes,you make up excuses for all their flaws,ignore it even,blame the flaw,blame the world as long as its not your crush, everything is gonna be just fine.

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And because most of the time,your crushee never actually knows he/she is being crushed on,you admire from a distance,if the person is already your friend,thats makes it all the better.You read meaning into every word or touch....create fantasies out the words...

Every day,you look forward to seeing the crush,imagining great things happening,and then wen you finally see the person............

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NOTHING HAPPENS!!!!

(surprised?)

because its all been in your head,all the feeling,emotion,everything isn't real and you feel a crushing disappointment and a brief defeat to the real world..and for a microscopic second your come back to senses and realize that you are being irrational and you lick your wounds a bit.....but only for a microscopic second...then it all starts again..

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on and on and on and on

..the cycle keeps spinning

then one day

STOP

You realize that your crush is nowhere as amazing as you thought they were,that they aren't as good looking,or as fun or nice as you thought.

They might be downright annoying even.

You realize how dumb you've been.

then you promise never to do that to yourself again

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Until you meet your next crush

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And even if you were lucky enough to get your crush

it'll never work out,you know why??

cuz crushes are too real,you have so much emotions already,all the longing,want,Lust,

the tiny bit of relationship you have with your crush will never be able to stand,because you'd already have so many high expectations.

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To crush or not to crush????

I cannot stop watching trey songz -I invented sex

and Lady Gaga-Bad Romance
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Happy buffdae Lloyd Henry Umeh!!

xoxo

....:::Gaga:::...

Random Ish

okay...im goin to begin from the point where i left naija,

so,the day of my departure came and sadly,i wasnt feeling anything...yu know wen yu dont want something to happen so yu just ignore it??

Thats exactly what i was doing,i hadn't packed, hadn't loosened my hair,i woke up LATE as usual..

To anyone else,it was just another typical day.I had already made it crystal clear to everyone that i wasn't going anywhere near Canada.

Right when i was in the middle of a very sweet daydream about the delicious indomie i was going to cook for breakfast,i heard mumsy calling me...

I knew what she wanted to say before she even opened her mouth,

she begged,she pleaded,she talked about making the family proud,she talked about how the plane ticket would be the second one to waste in the space of a week (i missed the first flight purposely)

she blamed me,she blamed herself.

She knew i would crack,she just didn't expect it to take 2 hours,she had given up hope when i eventually said i would go

*sigh*

The mixture of shock and delight on her face made me feel like such a bad person.

We had so much to accomplish in so little time

Since i was being exiled to college *sigh*,i had to wear a uniform..arrgh
we had to shop for some stuff before i left,i wasn't planning on going to school on the first day without a uniform....also..since they didnt actually think i was leaving the country,they hadn't wasted  money to book tickets for themselves *shock*..so i was leaving the country by myself....
we shopped and shopped and shopped and shopped...i was in a bad mood and i was so tired of trying clothes on that i simply told the sales people i didn't like the clothes they were holding rather than try them on,
so after almost a whole day of shopping,i had very little to show for it..
at 6.00pm,we were supposed to check in since my flight was leaving by 11pm.
i nonchalantly asked my mum about my hair
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Mum-'Oh My God....You Haven't Made Your Hair!!!'
Me-'Duh!!!
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next thing i know we were speeding to the nearest salon..
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Mum  -please loosen her hair as fast as possible!!
Salesgirl  - Madam,we are bout to close oh,it will cost oh!!
Mum  - Any amount please,just loosen her hair,im coming back in the next 30 mins and her hair should be finished!*
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i stood by the door,watching this exchange,

Sorry!!

new post coming in a few days....iv bin away for so long and i didnt realise how much i missed blogging...im in canada now tho....il respond to all my comments and read evryones blogs and i was on blogsville gist so thanks guys....watch this space!!

R.I.P

• ♥ rememberin someone special today......its bin a year since yu left us ,still feels lyk yesterday,still hear yur voice nd the things yu used to say...lyk yu cudnt wait to dance at my wedding cuz id grown so big. ♥ ♥ if my tea...rs cud build a staircase nd my memories a lane,yu kno id walk ryt up to heaven jst to bring you back again... i miss and luv yu...sleep well,till me meet to part no more... Rest In Peace! xx

Sad Again!!??

okay.......................first of all....i just spent the last 3 hours on skype,with 5 diff people in jand...and i feel soo demoralized ryt now....the pep talk iv bin giving myself these past few days has flown outta d window.

Its bad enough knowing that its going to be terribly boring in canada without every one reminding me constantly.

the fact that i know at least 25 people having fun in jand and absolutely no one having fun in canada makes it worse.

YES,i know its colder than jand!

YES,i know i hate cold

YES,i know a million other things that i do not want you to keep reminding me.

if your friend is sick,would you tell her stories bout all the people that die of sickness??

i dont think so!!!

rather,you'll try to comfort the person,focusing on only the positive and not the negative.

i seem to have stumbled into a place where there seems to be no positive and every one is quick to point out the negative.i think i need some serious cheering up cuz i feel lyk screaming my head off!!!!

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I also seem to have lost my prom gown!!

i was peacefully relaxing oh,when mumsy came and asked me where i'll keep my prom gown before i leave.

this is the kind of trick question she likes asking someone when the person is on her own,so that she can start to frustrate the person......

..i asked myself  WWJD WWMS (what would mum say)

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 ''i'll keep it in your room for safekeeping''

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mumsy smiled and i heaved a sigh of relief,i ddnt want another lecture on how much the dress cost.

As i watched her walk away,i realized that i hadnt seen my gown since prom..

i ransacked my room,checked every nook and cranny of the house,i still ddnt find the dress.

i even checked mumsy's room,i ddnt find it....

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i was frustrated,i started checking my handbags sef,desperation has no limits after all,thats how i found a dry cleaning receipt in one of my bags

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ROYAL DRY CLEANING RECEIPT

ITEM- 1 ball gown

PRICE- N1500

COLLECTION DATE- 16 JULY 2009

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DISCLAIMER-ROYAL DRY CLEANING HAS TO RIGHT TO DISPOSE OF AND OR SELL ANY ITEMS OF CLOTHING UNCOLLECTED THREE WEEKS AFTER COLLECTION DATE!!!!

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i was speechless

since july oh,this is october we are in!!!

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the memory came back to me..after prom,i had given the house-help the gown to take to the drycleaners and she lost her father a few days later and had to go back to her people....she hadnt thought to remind me about the gown,and for some weird reason,i had completely forgotten about the gown for almost FOUR MONTHS

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Damn!!!!!!!

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I dont even know where the dry-cleaner is....i know its within walking distance because the househelp walks there on the regular and she doesnt take time.......

BUT,i dont go out on my own oh....too much fear.....

but at the same time i dont want mumsy to know iv misplaced the gown

but what if its no longer at the dry-cleaners??

this is one of my ugly pics so you can be liking to ignore my face and look at the gown.lol.

i dunno what to do yet??

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Anyways,Naomi was gushing to me about her booboo when i felt this strange feeling

ENVY

i think im actually tired of being single (gasp)

lol

i told naomi as much,see the way she twisted my arm when i said it,jeez!!

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Me : ouch,what did you do dat for? it hurt!!

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Naomi :cuz your soo annoying,its when you're leaving that your feeling sad abi??

too bad..its too late for you!!!!

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its soo nyc to have such a stupid supportive (coff coff) friend lyk her..lol

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xoxo

..::GaGa::..

Call Me????????????

deres this guy that seems to have a thing for me......he also such a bad boy....i know i shudnt,cz i know what he did to other girls....imma call him Cee....hes a confirmed FLIRT.
.........so wen he started flirting with me,i knew wat to expect....i decided to go along with him for a bit (dont blame me)...i have to say,the guy is damn good with his words...he knows exactly what to say...and i think i actually started to like him a teeny tiny bit...
.........im d kinda person dat everyone comes to wiv their guy problems.......d problem is that iv never had the problems dey bring to me,i just use my god given sense to provide solutions and it works for dem so go figure.....
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.....newaiz,due to my skillz in d boy department (coff coff)......i decided to play along,just to see how bad this bad boy really was....he was smooth alright,so smooth that i found myself  questioning the things id heard bout him.he was always sweet,called me twice a day everyday...he was perfect.

he was usually the first and last person i spoke to each day,cuz i was a late riser and a late sleeper so he called to wake me up and he called to say gudnyt....

One day,i woke up to realize that he hadn't called,i double checked my phone just to make sure there where no missed calls,none!!

i thought of calling him ,but i decided not to because that would definitely prove that i cared.

and so i waited and waited and waited....i became restless and irritable..waiting for my phone to ring..

i mean the guy had called me every morning for the past two weeks...so y hadnt he called me yet??

i resisted the urge to call him once again and decided to watch cartoons with my baby sisters to take my mind of it for a bit...coincidentally,d stupid cartoon was  about a girl waiting for a guy to call her..it was soo funny cuz the girl was goin crazy,waiting for the guy to call and she sang this song

When will he call me??

When will my phone ring??

i feel my sanity is hanging by a shoe-string

When will he cal me??

How long is soon?

Should i check my watch or calender or phases of the moon??

and he doesn't have to call me

he can e-mail me or text me

hanging by my phone really vexes me

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and the song really gets desperate.....it got me thinking bout guys and girls in general.

why do girls read deep meaning into everything??

why do guys NOT read deep meaning into things??
the girl was killing herself  by the phone while the boy was asleep
why couldn't she relax for a bit??
why didnt he remember  that he had promised to call her?? 

....anyways,the long and short of the story is that the guy proved every single thing id heard bout him (and the ones i didn't hear ) were absolutely true..

WHAT A JERK....

On a lighter note,mumsi canceled my flight,i told her i wasn't leaving this country without saying bye to jacquie and alexia(my sisters) so we are going to visit them this week..its not easy having four sisters oh!!

who else would i fight with in Canada...i need jacquie and all her 14 years of stubborness,

alexia-my partner in crime,

imah and her whining (who else would have time to make her stop crying?)

and i was finally traning  ife to be a lady,i hope she wont be a full-fledged tomboy when next i see her....

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see me see wahala

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i haven't left yet and im missing them already.

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thats all i have in my system now

GaGa

sad

sooo,i got my canadian visa,not sure im happy,i mean i heard its really hard to get......infact im not happy bout it.......was really hoping to jand....and i leave this weekend...............sigh.......not happy at all......


oh.........and happy independence day in arrears!!!!!!!!!!!

Bad to be single??

......sooo..i was chilling at home watching cartoons with my sister (you shud try watching cartoons sometimes,its relaxing)anyways,my fone rang and i looked at i.d. ...jojo....shes one of my classmates dat i was really gud wit in skul but we hadn't communicated once in the 3 months since graduation,so naturally i was excited,we yarned for a bit den she got down to the true nature of her call..

Jojo: vee,dyu remember dat pic we took on grad day

Me: yeah i do wat happened?

Jojo: and do you remember my cousin dat came back from america

Me: you mean Michael??
(at dis point i already know were dis is going)

Jojo: yeah err, i dunno how to say this

Me:he wants to go out on a date with me??

Jojo: yh and i gave him your number and i know you don't like it and im sorry

...........blah blah blah...iv alredy made the point i wanted to make
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.......>>>anyways the micheal did call,and for joans sake i gave him a chance but he ended up not being my kind of person


thats what my best friends call 'THE EXCUSE'.....because iv bin single for almost a year now and have turned down no less than 25 guys because they were 'not my type'

....wen i say not my type...i mean to say that their ideas are too different from mine to make any sense at all....

e.g...i met one guy at a party...for privacy's sake ill call him Tee. so anyways,he was the friend of a friend and we danced a bit and the whole ish,sha we got to talkn and he decided that the best way to woo me was to impress me with money talk......and so on and on he talks...bout his phones...and his cars(his fathers cars) and houses and all the counties hes traveled to and offering to buy anything i set my eyes on if it so pleased me...i politely excused myself and avoided him thru-out the party but through the mystical power of boys,he still managed to get my number and worse yet my address and the worst of all fact was that he lived in walking distance of my house...
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...........i wont bore you wiv d details sha but my friends almost ate me alive,dey ddnt want to understand how i cud pass up a cute rich guy dat wanted to spend all his time and money on me(deir words not myn)....
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or another cute guy whom i shall call Em,he was only interested in my pretty face and how much he cud get from me..he was basically a sex-addict...everytym he called d first thing he wud ask me is 'what are you wearing'...i mean no 'hello' or 'how are you doin'....it was gross
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then der was Es (i know im not good at codenames lol)...he was such a pest,he tried the money method,it ddnt work den he began stalking me...he made my life a living hell....he showed up almost everywhere i went,called and textd me till i was scared of turning on my fone...he sent me huge amounts of credit daily and sent other gifts thru my friends....he was a pretty boy (one of those boys dat r so pretty dat yu wish dey wer girls)and my friends thought he was being cute wen i complained of his stalking but they only spoke lyk dat because they were gettn monetary benefits from Es to convince me to go out with him....i went thru dis for 5 and a half good months before i lost it on him wen he conveniently showed up at an outing i went for...then he reduced it but it still took him another month before he finally accepted dat nothing on earth would make me go out with him and dat was just this june...he still texts and calls but its lyk once in two weeks now....so im hoping the end is near..lol...THIS IS REAL..DNT THINK I MADE IT UP
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.....>>>My friend Ronnie thinks im hot-tempered because i dont have a boyfriend
.....>>Naomi thinks dat il feel better about being single if she tells me every detail bout her boyfriend and their numerous escapades
.....>>Kechi thinks i blog because i need a boyfriend (not that she has one..lol)


.......then recently a very good guy friend told me dat "people" said i liked playing 'hard to get' cuz im pretty....it upset me alot because i hate the words and because nobody ever sees things from my point of view.My friends say i have 'high standards' but i dont....
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...... MY TYPE OF GUYS are basically just simple guys dat can do simple things lyk make me smile,listens...etc...basically the same things as almost every other girl.
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..they don't have to be cute because i have met ALOT of cute guys with no sense,im a teen,i have parents and im not looking for a husband just yet so i don't really care whether he/his father has money or not and he doesn't need to stalk me...
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gotta go
see ya on the next post
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.....::GaGa::......

Sharks in the water!!!

...........firstly yesterday was my sister Emma's birthday...she turned 5 and she really wanted to swim...so we decided to go swimming.... you need to see Emma...really excited to swim...she wore her swimsuit immediately after having her morning bath around six-ish oh...we had to keep explaining to her dat it was too early and we wud swim after church (it was sunday)sooo emma decided dat if she cudnt swim she wudnt go to church....we begged emma,promised her heaven and earth but the girl no gree...serious ajebota dat she did for us dat morning.... spoiled brat dat she is,my mum eventually conceded to her and we ended up not going to mass dat morning.....

.........okay,tym to go and swim,as we wer about to go outside,d gate man came to report d usual sunday unannounced visitors....those visitors that will wake up peacefully in their houses and open their kitchens..nothing to eat..dats wen dey know dey will go and visit people..and my family..with six children,ders always something to eat and so the people must always come..

.....as emma saw these visitors,my mums distant friend and her daughters..she come vex ehn...she went to the woman and sed "you people can come back tomorrow ehn,yhu hear,ders big cockroaches in the house dats why we r running away..so come back tomorrow wen dey hav died okay??"

........but the visitors still stayed for close to two hours,leaving after eating a great deal of rice and juice....
..........finally we wer off,we got to the damn pool,emma was damn near vibrating at the site of the pool..so she finally went in...
....den the complaints started
.....THE WATER IS COLD
.....HOLD ME
.....LEAVE ME
.....THERES A SHARK IN THE WATERRR...MOMMY..VANESSAAAA....HEEELLLP!!
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...the problem is dat she was screaming so loud she was a spectacle to behold...
...she sed sumthing touched her leg in the water and therfore it was a shark..not a fish oh..a shark...
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>>>...next thing my mum was screaming HELP IFE..HELP IFE..nd so i turned to find my 2 year old sister strapped to her life jacket floating in the deep end WITH HER EYES SHUT....
.....all the worst case scenarios flashed thru my mind,'had she drownd wen no one was watching?'..i grabbed a floaty and rushed over to her...to discover to my utmost surprise dat she had falln asleep in the middle of the water..WTF...
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.........and dats how it went...my mum decided to force us to attend evening mass since church was nearby...OMG....i was sitting in church wiv my swimsuit (a one piece thankfully) a short skirt and flip flops...with wet hair,damp body,shivering...boy did the wardens eyeball me dat dey...lol


..........SUMTHING DAT BOTHERS MEEE ALOOTT
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.............. Mehn uare hot and sexy and would luv to know u better, well am demola by name and u

and could u let me have ur phone no pls and where on earth do u stay?

reply sexy

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........... i logged onto Facebook and dats the message i saw in my inbox...WTF is wrong with guys??? does dis guy really expect me to respond to his message or to accept his friend request for that matter??
........guys are really scary these days...i mean i wud b walking on the road and some pervert wud come and start introducing himself and telling me dat he wants to know me??..come on guys..step up yur game.>

..........does such a guy really expect me to stop and start telling him :yes,i also wanna kno ya,dis is my number call me,lets have lunch??:.....wen pigs fly
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.....................i think dats all i have in my system for now
as always
i remain
.......::GaGa::...........