Uhmn

I was at Chi and Ejike's wedding on saturday. I left home armed with my camera cos i was determined to show my cousin that i can venture into photo business if i dont get a job by the end of august. Lo and behold,yours truly lost the camera!
I lost the camera!

I lost the frigging camera! If it wasnt a digital and expensive camera maybe i wont have felt like kicking the ass of the couple for making me drool,thereby loosing my ''love''. I am sure it was when i was writing down the ideas for my wedding that i dropped the camera.

What kinda photographer will i possibly make? A very useless one. All in all the wedding was grand. I had fun but if only i could turn back the hands of time..........i will have my camera safe in my bag.

Sunday was boring after church so i decided to call boyfy. I actually didnt feel like talking to him but i psyched myself that i was talking to Johnny Depp. I am falling head over heels in lust with Johnny by the second. Because of the love i have started lining my eyes with the black eyeliner. Will twist and lock my hair next week this love i say is unbreakable.

What can we do to help Nigerian men in the UK? Day by day they amuse me,i met this guy at the train station and i think he needs to see a shrink. He is good looking. We got talking and he asked for my number,being a sucker for good looks i gave him my number. 30 minutes later he was already calling ask me something very silly. ''Those lovely sandals u were wearing this morning,where did u get them from''? Inmy heart i said ''Primark''. Idiot,shey if he doesnt know how to start a conversation he could have just said ur sandals were lovely.I woulda replied''thanks,i know, they are Fendi.

I get irritated easily with anybody that cant make any meaningful conversation,especially a guy.

You can just imagine a guy calling at 11pm only to be asking you so whats up like 5 times within 3 minutes? huh?

Sometimes, i just wonder if i am not destined to marry my boyfriend.He seems to be the only one that doesnt entirely piss me off when we talk. I have tried to date other guys just to test the waters and see if what i feel for boyfriend is deep love,i mean i know it is true love but deep? i doubt. I am sorry babe if you ever get to read this.
As i was typing jare,this punk ass (excuse my french) called me saturday evening......

Punk: how are u babes,i kinda miss u( search me,i met him less than 48hours)
Moi: Uhmn
Punk:what are u doing tonite?
Moi: i want to sleep
Punk:how about me coming over to spend the nite?
Moi: You can bring all ur luggage so you can spend a week cos i think one nite will be too short!
Punk: r u angry? I dont mean it that way. I just thot u might need company.
Moi: Hung up.

If my mum should hang the phone on me,i swear i wont call her till she sends Tony Blair to beg me,this punk ass called back 30minutes later!
To imagine i thot the guy was posh before i gave him my number. See what my love for good looking guys has brought to me.

Can you see?

Can someone tell folks out there that being single is not a disease.And it doesnt have to be discussed with so much disdain! Haba. Aproko(i too know) too much for Nigerians.

If one doesnt know better you will thinkit is now a serious crime to be single.
Imagine my friend's mum telling her that if she is still single at 30 then she will disown her! This is no lame joke,agreed,my friend is an only child and her mum is going to be 65 next month,i know she is yearning to be a grand mum. But it is rather unfortunate that my friend is still single and seriously searching. She has met guys but she said she hasnt met one good enough to sweep her off her feet.
Show me a girl that doesnt want o marry a bloke and a rich one at that. I am ready to let go of my 5 years relationship for Johnny Depp and on the local scene i am still thinking.....

After stalking wedding websites for months,thanks to Adaure. I will surely be going for one tomorow.

www.chiandejike.com

Will keep all posted. It is friday,it is payday and i am out to shop!!!!!!!!!

SICKLE CELL

I nearly had a fit 5days ago when my boyfriend's sister told me that he is AS( sickle cell carrier).I am sure my heart stopped beating for 2 minutes,because he is my last resort. I dont know how to explain the situation,i am hooked on him. He has been my friend forever,we have fought,made up,break up, not talked to one another for months,he has seen me thru my highs and lows. We have seen the good,the bad and the ugly sides of our lives and we are still friends. The icing on the cake is i am AS and he is AA. Tell me what other guy am i supposed to pin on,putting into consideration that in this 5 roller coaster years of friendship we had both dated other people and it didnt work that thing s are working out and he has asked me to marry him,the sister just said he is Agway didnt she just tell me she wants to kill me. At this time that i dread picking up my mom's calls lest we fight over the issue of '' Are u sure you are not the one chasing all those guys away''. Or '' you know i am your mother,please tell me if the guys dont come after you at all,maybe there is something we can do about it''.Can i get angry????When a lady is knocking on 30 and is still single,you hear all sorts. It is either an aunt thinks you are to choosy,or you are too bitchy or you dont go out enough. The list is endless.Like i ever told then that i enjoy a solitary life.I have digressed, i called boyfriend to confirm if he was AS.Low and behold he said he is!That he can remember vividly that i told him i am AA! For where,who dey there? When did we discuss this? Those were my words,tho i struggled not to scream them down the phone. And what did he say: darling,it is 12am i need to sleep can we talk about this tommorow,sweet dreams and know that i love you. With that he hung up. I pulled at my braids until i got 2 out.2 nites later and no calls from him,not even an sms.I realised i am back to the world of the single and searching. Where do i start from again?Just as i was about jumping into river thames(in my dreams,i no fit kill myself cos of a man) he called!Excerpts of the conversation

Him: how are u darling?
Moi: fine.
Him: you havent called me in days is anything the matter?
Moi: noHim: have you told anyone about my blood type?
Moi: no and why?
Him: well,yeah cos i was joking and my sister was just pulling your legs.
Moi: (happy but fronting) joking? are u out of your mind i screamed.
Him:laughing.
Moi: hung up the phone.

I am still fuming and i have refused to pick up his calls.

Hey, they got me crying

I have turned into a cry baby lately.Soem few blogs back i said something about my company going redundant and moi looking for a job. Ok,we had this internal interview and i thot i was going to get the job.

Got to the office on wednesday and one of my ogas called me into the meeting room to say '' i am very sorry but you didnt get the job................................................(well,i did not hear the rest) what i needed to hear is the sorry part now,abi?

I just packed my bag and left the office.How i managed not to cry from moorgate to my house still baffles me cos normally i cry for anything.

I cry when i am happy,i cry when i am angry,i cry when i see two people in love,i cry on people's birthdays.Infact the list is endless.

I got home safely and i decided to just sleep and make myself happy by going to Adaure's blog,http://according2adaure.blogspot.com/ also to
http://www.boodaman.blogspot.com/.

These two people are my inspiration when it comes to blogging.
Infact they sort of initiated me into the bloggers world and i have not had any regrets yet.

Maybe because i like gbeborun(show me a woman that doesnt).

That brings me to the blogs i enjoy reading

http://aramide.blogspot.com/
http://womanonthebrink.blogspot.com/
http://confessionsofnneka.blogspot.com/
http://dipotepede.blogspot.com
http://nyjaguy.blogspot.com/

I am sure by the end of my holiday i would have found more.
Thank God it is friday and it s my mate's party tomorrow,an opportunity to stay out with the girls!

Will upload pictures from the party next week if those girls agree o.

Gotta dash!