Tuesday, 2 December 2008
Thursday, 9 October 2008
What's happening in blogsville lately?
Friday, 19 September 2008
My phone's on permanent PIN lock now..of course, im reminded to delete as well
Not much of an update, my life's pretty boring at the moment..
Met a cutie the last time i went clubbing..last sat...a cousin of a friend..
She asked for permission to dance with me....and did we dance?
Also had the craziest flirty conversations...i mean crazy
Touching..grinding...groping..sizing...winding...in that dark corner
It started to get darker....surroundings....looks in our direction...our minds..
It was time to go home.....
Exchanged hugs...and we decided that she would get in touch if she wanted trouble...
Did i give her my number?...
Did i get her number?.....
Sunday, 7 September 2008
She's checked my messages...that woman!!!
Why can i not leave my phone lying around without worrying i'll soon be answering questions?
There was nothing there really...just a bit of flirting with a friend!
Well, she saw these messages last night... well, maybe i was sloppy for leaving the messages on my phone, but there was standard agreements not to snoop at each other's private stuff... how silly of me!
Well, she's been a friend for a long time, and she happened to hanging out in the neighbourhood... of course, she's great company and we flirt, just regular lines...nothing extreme...just for the trips of who's going last the longest..nothing else...plain fun
She did send a couple of messages late at night..daring me to get into trouble...of course i replied..i was on lock down..
I cycle almost every evening and i did mention that i could cycle by her place one of the evenings...of course, that got me in trouble having to defend that everytime i went cycling, i was indeed cycling....lol...women
I tire for all these hell-raising men!! For real...a bit of flirting isnt cheating is it?...i know it's wrong, but i didnt do nothing...nothing!!!
Dont know what to say right now, but i'm seriously considering my options...I HATE DRAMA!!!
Shit happens men..i fuck up..i face the shit...
PS: Introducing my friend... tigeress
Tuesday, 26 August 2008
Niger was fun..at least..subtract the heat, and traffic and the fear of being mugged and the rest is good.
Wedding week went by in a blur, Got ticked off towards the end anyway....... my friend 'the groom' turned out to be too fussy ... i dont blame him anyway, he wanted everything to be perfect...led to alot of time wastage that just didnt sit right with me...by the end of the reception, i couldnt wait to be released. Im glad it went well though.
Met a couple of bloggers too...that was one of the greatest highlights of my trip.
Badderchic is one crazy, mad morasucker!!!!! i mean, she is hilarious and mad in all terms! Twins sista..you know i got mad love for you!
And of course...Dear Ibiluv! We chased each other with texts and phonecalls before i located that street!! And as fate would have it...she was my 'senior' at Uni! Sorry i had to leave in such a hurry....
To all other bloggers i didnt get to meet...sorry, i did send out an invite... you just didnt check on time!
So i went to Ibadan, and i decided to hook up with FJ (flings blog). She came to Gidi to see me but i was too caught up with the wedding preps and that didnt happen. I had spent half the day at my Uncle's and i was bored stiff, so i gave her a call and we agreed to meet up when she got off work. Quickly i grabbed my auntie's car keys and was waiting outside her office!
We drove around abit and then decided to chill at this quiet bar somewhere. We just chatted and caught up on old gist and she casually dropped that alcohol make her extremely horny and she just broke up with her boyfriend. I suggested that she sticks with softdrinks then but she decided to have 'some' alcohol.. so our conversation drifted to sexual experiences and what skills and techniques we have learned over time.... i told her my tongue has experienced alot of workout
Bar started to get busy, i was looking at the clock cos my aunty would want me and her car back as soon as i could get in.... so i suggested we hit the road. We got in the car and as i was about to start the car..she stopped me... 'why are you in such a rush?' she asked... i smiled, knowing what was coming, she planted her lips on mine...they were locked for a few minutes and i told her i didnt like the location cos cars were beginning to park beside us.. i suggested we drive to her neighbourhood (at least it would be easier for me to drop her off and scoot home)...
We drove off and she was restless with desire....my head was filled with all sorts... "to do or not to do?" on the way to her end, she suggested this location, somewhere on a hill, remotely dark and secluded. I parked, scanning my surroundings... i kept asking 'is this place safe?' I should have followed my instincts and kept on driving. I turned off the lights and the engine, locked the doors, still looking around me. She said she needed to take a leak...she got out and proceeded to do it beside the car...
I saw a shadow in the rear view mirror and i called her that someone was coming...before i blinked, it multipled, as i looked to my window, i saw a gun!
La Policia! yes the Nigerian police!!!! In the blink of an eye, she was bundled into their van that soon parked next to me. i got out and started to beg...Our offence?: We were in one of their major black spots, doing what not!
i was ordered to get into the car and start driving.... My head was completely messed up! how did i get myself into this? i lived in Nig for over 25 years and never got involved with the police and it had to happen on my trip? wonderful! I started to negotiate with the guy next to me on the way to the station, i told him i was an architect from lagos, working at a site in ibadan and i was willing to sort him out asap so we could end the whole thing. He kinda agreed. We got to the station and we parked outside, we got off and he called his superior from the van she was in, and he started to narrate my story to the boss, 'he's from lagos and bla, bla, bla, the superior flared and said he was told i was from London! My jaw dropped!
Well, the conflicting stories enraged and complicated the drama. I vehemently started re-negotiations, but was taken into the station, told to write a statement (which was written by the cop, was told to sign) At that point i offered him £50( i still maintained i was from lagos and it was a client's money) to cut the long story short, they refused the £s, took cash instead...after about 2 hours
I dropped her off and sped home, told my uncle i was stopped by cops cos i didnt have a license and was delayed for almost 2 hours... i was back in lag the next day, licking my wounds..
Got a final farewell on my way to the airport..... i was stopped in traffic (had one suitcase beside me cos it wouldnt fit in the trunk) got noticed by some 'lookout' cop and we were pulled over. We were all searched from head to toe, my pockets and wallet were emptied... they then proceeded to my luggage...all 3 of them, they went through everything.....i maintained sealed lips.... in my mind i was praying like a terrible sinner about to die! There was no point arguing and asking for a warrant...
Interestingly, we are putting up our house in Nigeria for lease so i took away all the important documents with me, i had to explain everything to them...luckily, every document that didnt belong to me had my surname still, at least proving that it belonged to a family member... "who is this?...my father".... "where is he?.....America"....."who is this?....my mother"..."where is she?..... it went on and on...but i wasnt ready to drop a dime! Thank God, i had set out for the airpot with almost 8 hours to spare, so didnt mind that they were wasting my time.... they got tired and cos i was quiet, they finally released me!
i got to the airport, Checked in and proceeded to the boarding gates at 5pm....my flight was at 11pm.....i just wanted to be as far away from trouble as possible....i couldnt wait to be out!!!!!
Feels good to be back...i've made up for all my sins!
Friday, 22 August 2008
Wednesday, 6 August 2008
The original plan very early last year was a holiday...or down payment for my Audi A4
allow me to dream now!
My mate's getting married next weekend and im the Best man, im mega excited by this cos the last and 1st time i was best man, i was only 19 and it was a last minute move for an uncle, so this will be the first real 'man' experience.
As best man, i was shouldered with the burden of doing the shopping for the groom, myself and groom's men, an exciting opportunity for me...calling on my experience of 2 years as a retail manager..i didnt spare him the costs! ha! ha!!
Getting a ticket was expensive (the bastard chose the high season to marry)
We met during NYSC orientation in some eastern state and we became friends, we got to stay in the same house after orientation and deployment, we both moved back to lagos after settiling the Local govt officials. He was moving to the UK soon after NYSC and he had this terrible send off party after the passing out ceremony that had boys drinking till 2am in the morning and sleeping in their vomits.
He got to the UK and became born again! i remember my shock when i got to london and 'brother tunde' was full of scriptures, i was skeptical for months but he remained fervent. He was and is a true friend, he was there unconditionally when i went through some rough patches and those times and good deeds have stayed with me..he is definitely worth the time and effort!
I am sincerely happy that he's crossing into this phase of his life with his girlfriend of 9 years! and i am honoured to make sure he crosses that bridge! 3 happy cheers to the couple.
How's that for the Best man's speech.. lol... i lost the plot and storyline ages ago(im wasting man hours writing this blog)
Anyways, i shall be landing Las Gidi on the 11th! i am really looking forward to this trip actually...
Any Gidi resident bloggers looking to hook up? Ibi, this is an open invitation.
Saturday, 12 July 2008
Thursday, 3 July 2008
WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE TOLD YOU ARE GETTING 'FAT' OR ADDING WEIGHT OR GETTING BIGGER OR WHICHEVER?
Wait!!!!!!....before you rush to answer
1: would you still be comfortable standing naked in front of him?
2: would your morale still be as high as it used to be?
3: what would you be thinking when you catch him looking at you (*maybe in his head he's just appreciating having you*)
4: would you be happy that he is brutishly blunt?
Lets hear what you have to say....
PS: Men, feel free to comment...would you tell your partner/girlfriend?
Saturday, 28 June 2008
Just had a bit of reminiscing and i thot i pen it!
Started back at Uni......There was this guy i disliked so much! why? he was short, not good looking at all, black! i mean burnt out, but yet he always had his way with the women! and i beefed him so much. We got talking much later, he needed help with his design project and i was a *drawing contractor* then, so we had to work together and i had to ask him to coach me on how to get the *babes*
He laughed and he told me that if he had my height and looks, it would have been disastrous! And so the coaching started, he taught me how to flirt, and how to respond to flirts, how to deal with competition, gave me tips, we walked and sat together and he took me through my paces...
So i started with MJ... She was hot, fun and fly....she used to come around my department (the archi trees was a great hang out spot), lucky for me we went to the same primary school so it was easy to chat her up... she was funny and our convos were great, much later arranged visit a visit to hers...one night i stayed late and she suggested that i stay over (great!) we got cuddly..hmm what amazing lips, and beautiful nipples (the cutest i've seen ever!) touching and all, but alas she had a pair of jeans shorts under her nightie!(deliberate) Well, im not one to push so i let her be..
One evening, she was in my room, i was drawing and she was on the bed, we were talking and all, the talk got steamy and i joined her on the bed...it happened very quick, kissing, tearing off clothes and soon, the beauty of penetration! and what a beautiful soundtrack.. it was over quickly too and we said it wouldn't happen again... yeah right..
And so we began, *fuckmates* ....
text: are u home? bored can i come around?
reply: sure! see u soon!
What a great understanding we had, she was great and the sex was amazing, beautiful soundtrack, and did i mention she had a great behind too? she was one of the best i must say, (im sure all guys will agree with this, there are some pussies we have tasted and never forgot) her emotions changed much later, she fell in 'love' but cos i had made it clear from the start that i didnt want a relationship, she didnt pursue it... i always wondered how it would have turned out relationship wise...we are still friends...
Soon came along AB.... Final year, everyone busy with projects and then there was a strike! a very long one but most final year students stayed behind cos we had 'work' to do...
I had to wait a few more days after that disappointing outing! And then it happened! I went home for 2 weeks and we went together! (my family dont live in nig so i had no explaining to do..in case u were wondering) Boy she was a cat in bed, animal sounds, biting, scratching and insatiable but i loved it!! Every spare time was spent in bed! couldnt get enough. Had another friend of mine around at the house later on but we would still go at it! Oh how naughty she was! We would all be watching tv and she would be fondling me...the BJs were amazing and boy could she ride? One thing i loved about her the most was her spontaneity, all i had to do was give her a look and she was ready to go! almost anywhere! And it was always a satisfaction to leave her lying in bed..wasted...
That went on till we finished uni and after... the 2 met sometime...they met in my room one day, soon after the strike ended and i introduced them to each other.... They both handled it quite nicely, but there were days i had to deal with them both.... not together tho! (i dont like to keep a woman waiting and wanting)
Finished Uni but was supporting my best mate who had an extra year with his design project while i was waiting for youth service. We would drive to school on monday and drive back for the weekend... He was chasing this girl at the uni of ib. and i went with him one evening...i was introduced to BO...
She was light skinned, and with the most beautiful hands and feet (i must admit (sadly) but i have a thing for beautiful appendages) we got so well that night, she called my friend the next day and told him that he shouldn't bother coming to check her friend if i didn't come with him, so he dragged me along.... we slept over that night...and it was talking all nite.. we went over again the next evening and in the middle of the night , we crossed some boundaries...basically, there was kissing and sucking... i left in the morning with a smile on my face but my mate was angry cos he was getting nowhere and ive only known BO for 3 days...
We went back to uni that monday but i was on the phone with her all week, traveled back alone that weekend, i was robbed on the way too! the first time i had a gun to my head....*shivers*. hid my phone in my boxers, was searched but interestingly they didn't find it (according to them , i would be shot if anything was found on me) they took all my money.. got to ib but was too traumatized to even see her. She came over the next day and we were holed on the whole weekend! think we broke the bed that weekend actually. It went like that till i went for youth service...The i met AO! No 4
Ive had a few scrapes here in London, (this blog will never end if i go into it) the flirts come in a different level.... There was MO.. who came to my house and in the cause of play, put my phone in her bra and told me to come get it.... of course i did and got more!
There was a *posh* mum practically pimping out her daughter to me and i was flirting with her instead (she was hot!, her daughter was not!) Of course ive had loads of experience with fellow colleagues... interestingly, i cant fight the attention i get, i only pick on the pretty ones and flirt blindly...great fun!
Anyways, hope you had a good read, i dont flirt anymore, i smile at flirts....and the days of flings are supposed to be over...
Hope y'all had a good weekend.
Thursday, 26 June 2008
1. Put Your iTunes/ music player on Shuffle
2. For each question, press the next button to get your
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER WHAT!!!
After you’ve answered all of the questions, tag 5 other people
and then let them know they’ve been tagged to do the meme
IF SOMEONE SAYS “IS THIS OKAY” YOU SAY?
I don die....Resonance (this is a bad beginning o)
WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
Final...Kanye West.. (i dont understand o)
WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
Almost doesnt count....Brandy (hmm..ok)
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE’S PURPOSE?
Yeah yeah...Fred Hammond (God dey o)
WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
If i was a bird....Floetry (Yep, i no like wahala)
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?
We worship you today...Darwin Hobbs (well, they are pastors)
WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Not myself....John Mayer (hmm?)
WHAT IS 2+2?
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
Floetic....Floetry (is it?)
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
If i didnt know better....Luther Vandross (ha!ha!!)
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Because of you...Sammie Okposo (Thank you God!)
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
The best man i can be....Ginuwine, Tyrese, RL & Case (Amen o!)
WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
I just want it to be over .....Keyshia Cole (ha??!! why?!!)
WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Thank you Lord....Fred Hammond (again? uncle fred is on point tho!)
WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
My mind is made up.....Rev John P.Kee (no comment)
WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
When you're mad...Neyo (hmmmm)
WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
In the end...Linkin park (i dey fear o)
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Gongo aso...9ice (this shuffle dey craze o)
WHAT SHOULD YOU POST THIS AS?
Ori eni komafiya jeni (may your destiny work for you..worst translation?).... Ebenezer Obey
I tag Flabby, Afrobabe, Lady Koko, Aloofar, Naijababe
B. Best Friends?
C. Cake or Pie?
D. Day of Choice?
Monday...always my power dressing day
E. Essential Item?
Phone..not that i take alot of calls o
F. Favorite Color?
Black!........cant explain it
G. Greatest accomplishment?
Like my tagger, e never happen
Wont give home town but home state is OSUN
Ice cream and shopping!
J. January or July?
Jan.... of course!
Nah! not sure i want sef!
L. Life is incomplete without?
M. Marriage date?
oh shit! enough said
N. Number of siblings?
O. Oranges or apples?
Apples....no zest lingering on your hands
P. Phobias or fears?
loads of fears, one of which is having ugly bad children! (i dont know where that came from)
im not a procastinator, i just dont see the rush...hehehehe(lazyassmorasucker!!)
R. Reason to smile?
vanity....(plus i've got lovely dimples, always worked with the ladies)
spring (not too hot, not too cold)
T. Tag three friends?
- lady koko
- the paradigm
U. Unknown fact about me?
i dont want to............(its meant to be unknown!!!!!!)
V. Very favorite store?
at my current level?...ZARA
W. Worst habit?
Picking my nose!
X. X-ray or ultrasound?
wetin concern me?
Y. Your favorite food
Beans cooked with corn! (ewa'alagbado!)
dont do that shit but aries
Saturday, 21 June 2008
So anyways! (again!) i got a job! yay!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *somersaulting*
my prayers were finally answered this week, Im going to be an Architect again!(well, sort of, but at least im in a firm!) london no easy o, i try!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but God dey. No more selling suits and putting outfits together for stuck up 'posh' people!
Its slowly sinking in, i guess it will hit me full blast when i resume this monday!
Gotta go, will be back shortly! Thanking y'all in advance
Tuesday, 17 June 2008
Hmm, i just thought i'd tease you guys a little..
So it was a trip round Paris (hence the french and forever grateful to my french colleague at work for the excellent journey planning and tips) and i saved it till the last moment..so the surprise was beautiful and worth the trip..
Got on one knee at 'Musee du Louvre' (above picture...sorry had to incorporate architecture!)
with a few french chicks giggling in the background and did my thing (forgot my lines in french)
Anyways.....the ring is on.
I still have alot to say and by the time its all out.. it will be a bombshell and y'all can either love me or hate me or understand me or call it whatever you want but in whichever way it might swing, im still going do my thing!!
Till that story comes out......another song from my favorite artiste... Musiq Soulchild (this is going be a tough one)
Lately you've been questioning
If I still see you the same way
Cause through these tryin years
We gonna both physically change
Now don't you know you you'll always be
The most beautiful woman I know
So let me reassure you darlin that
My feelings are truly unconditional
See I'll love you when your hair turns gray
I'll still want you if you gain a little weight
The way I feel for you will always be the same
Just as long as your love don't change, No
I was meant for you and you was meant for me yeah
And I'll make sure that I'll be everything you need
Girl the way we are is how its gonna be
Just as long as your love don't change
Cause I'm not impressed, more or less
By them girls in the T.V and magazines
Cause honestly I believe that your beauty
Is way more than skin deep
Cause everything about you makes me feel
I have the greatest gift in the world
And even when you get on my last nerve
I couldn't see myself being with another girl
So don't waste your time worrying bout
Small things ain't relevant to me
Cause to my understanding you'e all I want and need
See what I'm trying to say is I'm here to stay
Baby, baby darling I swear that I,
I swear I ain't going nowhere no.
You are my baby
Don't you change baby
I love you, got to know,
ps: i wonder who's going be the first...
Friday, 13 June 2008
I'm just amazed by song writers..
Not sure if it was written by Musiq, but the song, coupled with the lyrics is dead spot on..(borderline cheesy/corny)
Dont mind me, just getting myself in the 'mood' for tomorrow.
Girl, you came into my life
Just like a new tune on the radio
It was so beautiful even though I never heard it before
On that day when I looked into your eyes
I realized right there that u are the one that I'm searching for
When we spend time I just can't ignore that
Baby u and me we're just so good together
Look at how we harmonize
Girl, we're like the perfect melody that keeps getting better
We can stand the test of time
All we had were letters till we formed the words
Started from the lyrics till we found the verses that can bridge us through
Baby we could be the greatest love song
You truly complement my style
Sorta like a good rhyme done to the track,
You're so wonderful, these days it's so rare to find something like that
And everybody needs a little bit of inspiration
And baby, you, you're mine
Just like a guitar needs a string, girl I need you
There's no reason I could ever leave you
Baby u and me we're just so good together
Look at how we harmonize
Girl, we're like the perfect melody that keeps getting better
We can stand the test of time
All we had were letters till we formed the words
Started from the lyrics till we found the verses that can bridge us through
Baby we could be the greatest love song
All my life, I've been waiting for you and now you're here with me
So, don't worry about a thing
Even when we're old and gray, I'll still be loving you
That, baby u and me are just so good together
Look at how we harmonize
Girl, we're like the perfect melody that keeps getting better
We can stand the test of time
All we have are the letters till we form the words
Started from the lyrics till we found the verses that can bridge us through
Baby we could be the greatest love song
Thursday, 12 June 2008
I wonder if anyone else goes through this phase.. Lovely day at work, bubbly and all..
Was listening to George Benson on the way home on my mp3 and im just so chilled now...dont wanna do anything else, just lie on my bed, alone, with the lights off and let the jazz play all night..
DONT like it! it makes me think, reflections on my life that leaves me depressed for a few days! I really do hate these moods, i cant even look in the mirror, cos i dont like the person i see..
I try to live my life without regrets, a few try to rear their ugly heads, but i live with it! Im not where i want to be and i will continue to strive to get there, no matter how long (soon i hope).
Another senseless rambling..i blame it on slow jazz.
I bought a solitaire today and learnt how to pop the question in french! Maybe that's what's sinking in slowly.. (i think i've given away too much!)
Tuesday, 10 June 2008
I suffer from repressed/controlled anger..I get ticked of very very easily but I do my best not to react immediately...sometimes I’m too slow to react too.. It has its good and bad results..
On the good side, I don't suffer from the terrible results of my violent or angry reaction..I.e. regret. I have the tendency to be violent...like there's a Hyde to my Dr Jekyll nature.. Some blame it on the fact that I stammer... Don't get me wrong, I do react sometimes, not violently though..I just talk, or shout or hit my head. And when hyde manifests, I face the wall and throw a couple of rallying blows..it does hurt but I’ll rather do that than hit someone, most especially NOT a woman..
I remember the week before, on the way out with madam, she made a comment that hit the raw red zone...I kept quiet at first...but it was too much to contain, I faced her with raging eyes and said 'you tick me off so hard sometimes you know?' faced the brick wall and did my thing..ended up with bleeding knuckles.. I've got the scabs to show for it.. I shortly apologized...
Don't get me wrong... I don't agree with hurting oneself to deal with anger, but for me it’s just safer to deal with it that way than take it out on someone...I sometimes go running or visit the gym..a good workout puts Mr. hyde to sleep...
The amazing thing about me though is even though the bible preaches that 'we shouldn't let the sun go down on our anger' for me its the reverse..my last resort is sleep. If you don't succeed in placating me..just allow me sleep. I wake up the next morning with a fresh page..all my vexations buried in dreamland..
I hate it when people react to angry situations straight away without considering the repercussions..it’s the regrets that I can't deal with..I wonder 'why didn't you think about it in the first place?' I remember my last breakup, while we were still trying to work out situations, got home one day and saw her keys in the mailbox, she had come while I was out and cleared her stuff and left the keys...i smiled..she took every single item but she missed a book so I texted her straight away and said 'oh, you missed a book'... yes, just that.(like it was a soap opera or movie) It’s the facebook thingy that I hate the most, changed status message to some corny/cheesy line aimed at me.. edited profile from 'in a relationship' to 'single' and people asking questions and stuff..please what message are you trying to pass across? That you are saving me from drama? Yes, point taken! Clearly sef... She then asks why am I not making the effort to get us back together? Oh, didn't you think about that before clearing out your stuff and all? I just don't have the mental strength to deal with that mein!
Enough of my ramblings....just going through one of my phases..Im not vexing o.. Just got a little ticked off recently...but this time, I’m just keeping quiet ;-)
I'll prolly write about that soon..
Monday, 9 June 2008
We technically live together..i dont mind, i asked her to move in, but !!!!!!!!! We meet up after work, come home together, watch tv together, she wont sleep until i come to bed..well lately i've been putting her to sleep..the 'exercise' way, but she's mentioned now that it becoming a norm. In her words: ' this is getting typical, we make love and then you go back to your computer'.... You cant blame me, I LOVE visiting blogger.com!
But its all good o, im not complaining, i just have 'space' issues once in a while, told my parents a long time ago that i may never settle down, and my mother vehemently rejects it...IN JESUS NAME! (GOD PLEASE FORGIVE ME, IM NOT BLASPHEMING O)...I dont think i can escape not settling down, the first of 3 children, im just some months from leaving the '20s' (damn im old!). My parents have been praying seriously lately..so you can imagine their joy at the mention of a woman in my life...
So much i wanna write..but madam is in the vicinity.. sorry folks..
I must have a PRIVATE study in 'our' house..somewhere in the attic, with booby traps on the way in...I LOVE MY SPACE..
Did any of my rantings make sense at all? think im slowly going crazy....already?!!!!
Thursday, 5 June 2008
Well it's my fault, all my login details are saved on my pages and madam got bored yesterday and checked some emails.... I'll leave the rest to your imagination
She opened pandora's box basically... was vexed, but shit happens....had a mega heated argument..
We just made up...i mean made up..the proper way...the music couldnt cover the 'music'
She's asleep now...with a big smile on her face...her hand resting on my ...... ;-)
Sweet dreams! sigh
ps: lucky she didnt discover my blogs tho...phew
Madam calls me pervy...but I’m not, I just happen to have a very graphic mind...she likes to dance in front of the mirror...and boy, can she twist? I sit on the bed looking at her..a smile on my face..she catches my eye in the mirror and asks: "why have you got that look on your face?"
I reply: I’m just picturing the things you can do to/on me..
And then she goes: perv! (of course she likes it!)
Im with my friends and we all see some chick with lovely assets, I just smile while they are commenting on her looks..when they finally turn to ask for my opinions, I give them vivid and graphic descriptions of what I could do with her...they reply: you are just mad!
Got this colleague at my new place of work that likes to bend over..if she wants to get something from the floor, instead of bending at the knees, she bends at the waist! She's putting or getting stuff from the fridge while on lunch break and...yeah, she bends! She's oyinbo o..but... she's got a beautiful rear..and I get at least 4 'bent over' views daily. My ridiculously sick graphic mind not only spins pictures of standing behind that rear, I also hear the sounds of my groin slapping against it! :-(
Well, that's one of the many pictures I battle with.. And I don't act on them, I can't..of course except with madam..
I’m a good man...with a crazy, but interestingly graphic mind...and a good heart :-)
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Tuesday, 3 June 2008
So many things i wanna write, itchy fingers..but i'll like to remain an enigma, most especially to her..so my blog suffers..shame
Was just thinking back to the very early stages with No6...
We went at it at least 3 times in a night, 2 more during the day, and boy did she have a hot body? t'was one of the things that caught my eye.. how could an asian have that kind of butt! the kind that made you look again, beautifully curved and shaped..yes! felt proud at work when she walked past and the guys turned to look...
She always had some new lingerie when she came around, i come into the room and there she is on the bed in some sheer babydoll, lights out, candles burning slowly... oh how i loved taking them off..
I remember when my folks visited from yankee last year february..i had been told their return flight was on the 14th (vals)..in the morning...cool, they were around for 2 weeks, we had just started dating then, i couldnt introduce my mum to a british/indian chick as my girlfriend, so we kept it to ourselves, lived on phonecalls and text messages... i was cool, but by the 2nd week, she got so horny, steamy calls and texts + picture messages was all i got, she had reserved a hotel room for valentines night... was indeed looking forward to that night..
3 days to departure, popsy decided to check flight details online and then suddenly realised that their return flight wasnt on the 14th but the 15th.. had to pick my jaw from the floor! My sister was in stitches, teasing that they had blown my plans... called babe and lied to her that popsie's ticket had issues and their return flight has been moved to the next day but she wouldnt have it, our plans for the 14th must go as planned...hmmm, ok o
I tell myself...'im a grown ass man! can do what ever i want!' so i use style tell mumsie (dad aint got issues at all) that i have an all night party on valentine's day, she replied 'am i tying you down?' well, my plans were to spend a few hours at the hotel and run home at midnight..
Valentines day, did all i could do for the folks, got my stuff together and headed out... delays on the way, the plan was to meet at 3pm, got a text saying 'im horny and you're late', i reply 'just around the corner'
I get to the room, knock and the door opens slightly.. i catch a whiff of her perfume... "you are late!" she accused, im sorry i got caught up in traffic.. "what are you wearing? i thought i told you to wear clothes that can be taken off easily" (its quite cold in february actually!) i begin to explain but she stops me "shhhh...fuck me now please, cant wait anymore" the winter gear dissappeared instantly!
After a few rounds and drinks...i/we slept off...2am, my phone rings..my brother calling from yankee.." what the fuck are you still doing out when you should be spending the last hours with your folks?!" True, we had spent over 5 years apart, till they visited...
Oh shit!!, i missed my last bus and last train! i tell him to get on tfl and plan my journey home... i catch a couple of night busses, ran across the river (in the foot tunnel..lol) i made it home around 5am...i unlock the door quietly but there was no need..they were all dressed and ready to go..in the living room, my sister looked at me and shook her head, my dad said hello, mumsie gave me total ignore!!
She didnt say a word to me till they had checked in....lol...my mum and drama..
Anyways, wasnt too bothered..had a good night ;-)
It amazes me how it all changed, i guess she got her fix...or i will decieve myself and say i was too much for her... sex dwindled to once in 6 weeks if i was lucky..once! and it had to be at night, with the lights out...under the duvet! all cos of issues she had with her body (which was still hot to me) so much for making love in front of the mirror(one of my many fantasies), she wouldnt even ride cowboy! even worse, we cant switch positions! missionary all the way! so much for my books and lessons (i do have a mini library)
this brother was frustrated and filled to the brim with cum...she had to nerve to tell me one time to try masturbating to reduce my cum load! i remember one weekend, been looking forward to some action..only for her to come around and sleep off! twas all my fault, i never complained about my lack of action, told her our relationship was more that just the sex...if only i knew
Im not crazy, i just like sex and i like women who feel the same way, put your money where your mouth is, fuck me senseless! challenge and take me anywhere and anyhow you want it..standing, crouching, bending, in front of the mirror, in the shower, on the kitchen top, on the living room couch and carpet, hold your legs up and tell me what/how, make music, disturb the neighbours...let me stagger when we are done..
Hmmm..reminds me of how No5 christened my flat...
Monday, 2 June 2008
Was invited to a leaving do last weekend, an opportunity to hang out with old mates on a friday night..why not? interestingly, i invited 'madam' along...
Got to the restaurant, holding hands with madam, smiling cos i had seen familiar faces, only to walk closer to the table and there she was...my recent ex!
I should have known! silly me, why didnt it cross my mind that she would get the same invitation i got? Oh well, shit happens...there goes my appetite and jolly mood. A round of stiff hugs and a wave in her direction, we sit.
Menus were passed around and i overheard her telling someone 'im not hungry anymore now'...yeah, same here thanks!
Moments later, food was served and as i picked at my plate, all i could feel were cold stares in my direction, i really couldnt wait to leave..didnt wait around for desert, settled our bill and said my goodbyes! Everyone was asking why we were leaving so soon... story, abeg free me!
Madam 'boned' all the way home.. lol, sorry o.
Text from ex next morning... 'i want to talk to you, call me'
I wasnt disappointed, been expecting some sort of message since last night!
Took my time and then made the call
me: Hey, wassup?
ex: dont know, you tell me
me: whats there to tell you?
ex: so the rumours are true?
me: what rumours?
ex: what rumours? you were there last night with her! so i want to know, is it true?
me: 'laughin' you lot are funny, you ask me to call for this?
ex: i just want to hear it from your mouth before anyone else tell me
me: i really dont have the time for this, i owe nobody any explanation, i've got a right to my life you know?
ex: alright, calm down...so do you like her?
me: err.. obviously (rolling eyes)
ex: someone saw your picture on her facebook profile, you still wear the necklace i gave you?
me: err.. yes?
ex: i dont want you wearing it..
me: 'laughing' i dont believe this! its a bloody necklace! that i picked myself..yeah u paid for it, but its a gift you gave me, its mine! to do whatever i want with! so what do i do with it when i take it off?
ex: do whatever you want with it, i just dont want you wearing it!
me: i really dont believe this, the damn wristwatch im wearing is from you! im surrounded by your memorabilia, so i dont get your point...i cant believe we are having this conversation, so what if i tell you its off and i still wear it? you're not making any sense you know? of all the trivialities in this world? a necklace? are you really alright? infact, im taking it off as we speak!
ex: ok, im sorry, it just feels somehow..i miss our friendship, i thought we were great friends
me: if i can remember clearly, you told me you were deleting my numbers (funny when you can tell my 2 mobiles and landline off the top of your head) and you told me not to get in touch with you in any way, was i wrong by respecting your wishes?
An hour and a half later, we round up our conversation, long and short: she wants us to be best friends, we used to spend hours talking, she never stopped loving me, but she'll survive. I say im not sure about that, i dont think it will work that way, i cant spend hours on the phone with you catching up and stuff, im not sure i can deliver that level of friendship you desire..
In the real sense, i dont agree with being best friends with the ex, infact, its a struggle remaining friends! i remember a phonecall at midnight, she was pissed off drunk, incoherent! asking me to come pick her up in some remote london location! nah! aint down for that mein! No long thing!
Bottom line, if you go date oyinbo, think well! The mental and emotional baggage they come with is way out of this world. No niger girl will put you through some of their ludicrous (hope i got the spelling right) way of thinking and approach to life, on the plus side, it was an interesting learning experience.
So glad i can crack jokes again in yoruba (the ones that lose their meaning once you translate in english)...with madam....'wink'......
Thursday, 22 May 2008
I'll continue with my numbers soon, just had to blog this..
No 5 was great, amazing and we could do it almost anywhere, she was mega spontaneous! When i but when i got with No 6(an interesting story) sex was ..ish. Was expecting kama sutra when we started but alas, i was disappointed, she didnt like sex! In the beginning it was crazy, our convos could make a monk come! but it was quite disappointing when we hooked up finally..cos i used to be crazy about this thing.. The build up to sex took days...texts, hints( had to ask her to come spend the night or weekend sometimes!)
But whenever she was horny, she would bombard me, texts and picture messages (the she-devil sometimes sent messages when i was in church! After working a brother up so mad, imagine the vexation when she comes around and sleeps off!!! She then apologises in the morning..' oh im so sorry, i came around so i could spend time with you but i was so tired, sorry love..kiss' Enough 'lock balls' and 'blueballs' and then when we finally got to do it, it starts to hurt after a few thrusts! haba! Believe me, i dont rush to it, foreplay is very important to me and i dedicate time and skill...i mean skill to it.
gradually, i began to lose my skills of 'longevity' and i became conditioned to 3-minute durations..with no soundtrack(of course excluding foreplay). A situation i couldnt discuss with boys! i proudly say that i am not bad in bed, ive got game men! Imagine my pain while im lying on my bed and the soundtrack nextdoor lasts for an hour or more! I was so jealous of my flatmate who named 'it' BOB! I was so close to cheating..but i dont cheat. i was so frustrated sometimes it showed! I didnt always discuss my frustration because episodes in the past havent been so favourable..
Well we are no more now, and i have a wonderful woman in my life now, complete with an all round package! i mean..my flat mate recently told me to move houses cos our music keeps him up... he recently told me not to kill her with... he came up with the title of this blog actually...
Need i say more?, she can dance, she can move, she can sing and she love it!..No we both love it..
And the grammy goes to...'wink'
Tuesday, 20 May 2008
Met number 2 during my relationship with no 1.. Interestingly, we all attended the same church, but we were studying at the same uni..
It was Christmas day, was talking to a flat mate from uni after the service and he was hitching a ride back home with her so I walked with him to her car and said hello... And so it was hello from that time on, waved to each other when we saw at uni and in church...I was in my first year..she was in her fourth..
Very early in my second year, I broke up and was in hiding at uni from the humilation I suffered from the break up. She visited my flat mate and we got talking, we became friends, great friends, she lived just 10 minutes away so she spent a lot of time at our flat, she always brought gifts for us whenever she traveled home but I always got something extra..she slept over almost every night and we had such conversations! I liked her a lot and I knew she felt likewise too but I didn't want to make any moves cos she was older..
I summoned up the courage one night and I kissed her..she didn't stop me..she had the softest lips ever..
We started to date and I say..it was beautiful, we were best friends and I would call her my first love.. She did teach me how to love, the little gifts, the attention, advice and the best of friendships. It felt strange in the beginning, here was a woman four years older than I was but the age gap didn't matter..
It was hard when she graduated but we were on the phone every night, I remember my journeys to NITEL phone exchange, waiting in the queue to use the phone and spending ages talking, ignoring the shouts of those waiting behind me to get off the phone, we also wrote to each other every week, several pages! I kept a journal just for her. She went for service in the north and 10 days into the orientation program, she snuck out of camp just to see me! Imagine my surprise when I got into my room and I saw her on my bed...she was missing me so much she risked punishment and travelled several hours just to be with me..how could I not love her.. She was so full of suprises..
Of course, we raised a few brows..
her friends thought she was stupid, my friends thought i was cool,
my dad didnt have a problem with it, her dad didnt seem to mind either,
my mum liked her alot but secretly prayed we wont last, her mum couldnt stand my guts! ha! ha!
But we didnt care..oh did i mention that she dis-virgined me? we were together for 4 months before it finally happened..i'm very much into sexual education (if you know what i mean) i've been reading up for years! Kama sutra, the sex scenes from mills & boons and temptations (that was all i seeked for in those books my cousins read), tantric sex and the works and i proudly say that i was not a novice that night..sept 28, 200..(sad but i remember the date so well!) it was my first and only 'all night long'..and her orgasms were quite fulfilling..beautiful
And then she got admitted to a uni in London, and as the months drew close to her departure, she started to suggest that i start making new friends..didnt quite get it at first..weeks later, she said she couldnt deal with long-distant relationships, amongst other things and it was best we move on..days later, we broke up..
Took almost 2 years to get over her, but we stayed in touch, infact, every other number after her knew about her, so you wouldnt be suprised that she was one of the first people i called when i got my student visa too..
Interestingly, she was the first person i called when i got to london (my first time in the queen's land and another story for another day) and she happened to be living 10 minutes away...again! so i didnt spend my first night alone...
Sadly we dont talk anymore now...we got almost too close for comfort, too too close (fill in the gaps..despite the warnings i got from my cousin to stay away from the ex). I spent my first 2 months in jand with her (despite having rented a single room), and she asked one night what will happen with us, i said nothing was going to.. i couldnt cos i was with No 5(look out)..And so we drifted..again
Im happy for her, she's married now too..
Lesson learnt: Love is real..but stay away from the exes! ha! ha!! ;-)
Saturday, 17 May 2008
Waited ages to start dating..
Same church, choir members, cousin of my mate, she liked me; I was indifferent, came on to me strong, invited me out, gave gifts and dropped several hints. We started to hook up, wouldn't call them dates, just visits to her university and chatting after rehearsals and services, walks to the bus stops that allowed for 'deep' conversations.
My mate (her coz) told me to break my 'single' jinx and try dating.. I paid her a visit and we had a chat and she suggested that we take things to the next level, I smiled and said 'ok'..and she said we should pray! She said the prayer of course..Lord help us as we start this n bla..bla..
And so the sojourn began! The regular norm, long visits, chats and laughs, kissing and cuddling, no a few 2nd bases but never got to 3rd base, I didn't mind, I was a virgin and didn't want sex as well. We were attending uni in different states so I was away for months at uni and we wrote each other every week, no not email letters! Had a lecturer/ass choir dir/uncle who commuted every weekend and was the courier.
It went on and on like that and then differences began to manifest... I am the first of 3 children so also was she, her younger ones called her with the suffix 'auntie' before her name,(as was the tradition when regarding elders) I on the other hand was on first name terms with my siblings..so the story went that it was rude for my siblings to call her by her first name only...we dragged it out and I won in the end..
Many more issues came, family related, school related, distance related, loads! some girl from the choir is looking at me, i hugged someone..bla, bla...still struggled on, by the way along with abstinence but going bases 1&2 came 'blue balls' and boy was it hell?! Slowly, marriage talks crept up, marriage? i dont even tell you i love you back when you do! Clearly, i began to struggle with the demands of being 'the' boyfriend... "this is what you should be doing" "go and learn from your mates" bla..bla..bla. Was a relationship supposed to be that hard? why didnt i stay single i ask myself, i started to stay longer at uni..
Had the final straw one weekend... it was the burial ceremony of a close family friend, neighbour and church menber's mum and i invited her to come along, even though the venue was just 10 minutes from her house, i agreed to pick her up, sadly our car broke down that fateful afternoon, after travelling over an hour in the baking sun, cramped into a taxi with my folks, i still had to go pick her up. I didnt mind of course, that's expected of a boyfriend right? I got to hers and she was sleeping! Managed to get her up and instead of dressing up, she decided to watch and laugh about a kiddies program on tv for another half hour! I was slowly losing it, dressing up took another hour, i do know women take time to dress but please an hour to wear 'Iro and buba'? i was on the edge, we were on the way and that was when she decided to start sulking again, another long list of nags and moans..that was it! Kept quiet all through the party, she stormed off after a few hours..i knew right there and then that it was going end soon..went back to uni the next day..
Didnt send any letter the next week..lol, and the weekend after guess who i saw? yes she came into town...sadly after a 3day battle, we split up but she didnt go down without a fight...will save myself the embarrassment but it was a saga that made me hide at uni for months!
Interestingly, she's married now and she had her son on my birthday!!!!
Lesson learnt: Amongst loads..Never date out of pity, if you dont want to, dont do it!
No 2 coming at ya soon!
So I left my house for work nice and early, got on a bus I usually ignore, just so I could even be quicker, I didn't get off at the regular stop, thought it would be a great idea to ride to the next stop where I would get more options of travel...alas we drove past! Road diversion due to engineering works, so I got off at the next stop which was way off my route, saddled my bag and I started to run like a mad man to the next stop...
Phew, I made it! I needed the work out anyway, soon my bus comes but alas again, it’s full! So much for nothing? No! I decided, I didn't leave the house early, ran like mad only to be late, so I joined the hooligans who went in through the exit door, the bus driver looked like he was going to order us off but he was a good lad..so I stayed on...
I got to the station early, Im normally running to the platforms cos I barely always have enough time but today, I took a stroll..why rush when I have time urgh? If only I knew.. Squeezed in on a packed train with barely no space to lift my arms...waited for the doors to shut but it stayed open, so more people squeezed in!
Announcement: 'ladies and gentlemen, there is a suspect package on the west bound platform at canary wharf so the jubilee line is suspended, I suggest you find alternative routes to complete your journey this morning'
Oh my word! What?!!
Thursday, 15 May 2008
Was over at my friend's catching up on gadgets and stuff and mum called.. she did say we had 'a talk' when we spoke on sunday so i had been dreading it..
Well im an architect who's been caught up in fashion since i got to UK, and i do like it, i give style advice, i've met and dressed a few celebrities..yes i have! and i get to do alot of shopping but of course im not entirely happy when i walk past construction sites on my way to work.. so the call was definitely about my current career path...
Here goes.. you dont seem to care anymore about your life..you studied for 6 years + only to leave it for fashion? your father toiled and slaved to put you through school, and on and on it went.. of course i do love architecture and for the past 6months i've been actively searching, sent numerous applications, spent hours catching up on my drawings, spent loads expanding my library, met and spoken with dozens of recruiters but ive been shooting blanks!
So i told mum what she needed to hear.. im not happy im not in the career i want to be, im not happy doing what i am doing now but i do have bills to pay, i definitely appreciate all the effort that has gone into schooling me and it will not be in vain! I have been jolted back into my search again...
i do love fashion, i do like styling, but i also love lines, i love symmetry, i love planning spaces and i love creating living environments...so i will be searching for a night job now, so i can work freelance with a firm, while i gain the necessary UK building regulations knowledge required for me to secure that dream job..
I sincerely hope i make mum happy soon..
Wednesday, 14 May 2008
Sitting on the train, heading home, i notice that every man 'around me seems to be on some techo gadget..to my left is a blackberry, my right a 'psp', opposite me, an mda and further down the row, more blackberries!(plural?)
So as not to feel left out, I also pull out my mda and started to type this..If you can't beat them, join them! :-)
Its my last week at my current job and I've kept quiet about my impending flight from d nest..finally let the cat out the bag today and I've been bombarded by the questions and gasps and everything that comes with goodbyes.. Its bittersweet the feelings coming over me as the week draws to an end.. Its been an interestin two and a half years..I have met and worked with people of diverse mentalities n cultures, forged friendships, also had my share of work flirts, green lights and relationships ;-) but its time to move on. I have been a manager in a fashion store and its been a hell of a ride having to deal with a staff strength of 120 people! Started from scratch almost 3 years ago and worked my way up..(another story for another day), it sure was great fun but the issues i've had to deal with have almost overwhelmed me. Sometimes i felt like a school headmaster, having to deal with unruly children, sometimes a big brother, listening to moans and settling disagreements, telling off and encouragments..
I also get a fair share of female attention and i seem to be a topic of discussion almost daily, 'someone saw the boss leaving my flat at 7am in the morning', (so not true) 'some staff is pregnant with my baby',(how?!!) 'i'm sleeping with so and so' (yeah, whatever!) stopped giving a sh*t about the stories, found them very amusing infact!
So as the week draws to a close, i begin to empty my locker, say my farewells, prepare myself for my next challenge and life ahead..i look forward to Saturday, 3:30pm when i drop my keys and take a bow!
had to rush to work but couldnt wait to get back home so i could do this..
So watch this space, feel like i've found my voice and i do have alot to say..stories, gists, laughs and loads more..
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