Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Birthday Cards

I used to really appreciate them........birthday cards
i love words
it takes me forever to form them
cos i never take words for granted

i've always been a note writer
i'll write a note/text/mail to my boss,colleague,subordinate
rather than call/or walk up to a person

words can be beautiful
leave you happy even when you are penniless
just like a great big bear hug practically cures depression

the best words???
those left unsaid

2 days ago
bad head space
everything was work related
and to cap it ...i was bone tired and hungry
i was dragging myself to get brunch when a pal walked up to me and without a word gave me a hug
it was so sweet of him to do that
ibi i hate it when you look forlorn
what is wrong?
this place i said
we laughed.....

Cruella has been a good girl lately
but cos evil never completely erodes
her evil side showed up last week
3 days of ignoring her and shes back to being sane

its my other boss....he, i would love to poison

the job is fyne-i love it
the pay sucks..........
my colleagues-fun people
my boss.........i hope he drops dead

back to words..........

i honestly cant remember the last time i went off to buy one
i cant be bothered anymore to find a meaningful card
a text message- a bbm display picture-a bbm-a voice note
all of that and more will do it
why buy cardboard that will eventually be used to pack dirt?????

oh and by the way-a birthday gift will show just how much you care
the more useful it is to the person the more meaningful

so out with birthday cards...in with...gifts
cash gifts?
always a pleasure

Thursday, October 20, 2011

do we really ever know anyone or ourselves?

sometimes i wonder if i am being truthful when i say i am

not sad,not lonely,not angry,or that i am happy

whilst i agree that happiness is a choice

i do know that sometimes being happy or getting

to the frame of mind of being happy is/can be a chore

i have legendary mood swings

one minute i am sad

the next minute i am happy

it doesnt matter if its home/office/play

when my mood changes i just wanna be left alone

sometimes i dont even know why i'm suddenly sad/upset

so i let it simmer for a few minutes then internalise

and find what triggered it

usually i am able to find what it is and deal with it

if i care about a person/thing
i bother about her/him/it
i involve myself in their life
be it in a little way or a big way
a call/a text/an email
if i can drag myself to visit.........
i must love you

that is because i only need people in small doses

i spent a lot of time growing up by myself
so i'm used to entertaining me
i've never been bored in my life
i'm pretty sure it will never happen
i'm also quite able to create new worlds in my head
worlds i wanna live in
afterall dreams come true
i'm also adept at doing nothing.....my favourite past time

i'm sensing they think its jealousy
maybe even envy
its actually anger

i'm the chatter box
in someone's company so long as there is no tv
i'll entertain you
i talk a lotttttttttttt
most of my stories are about me

i'm not a good gossip
cos i tend to confess to the victim
so hardly would you catch me gossiping

why am i angry?
its not like i think its anyone's fault
its one thing for me to like being by myself
its another thing to be excluded

now that i no longer wish to be included
they are coming at me with the snide remarks
jealousy,envy,sadness they say

i say-go jump over the third mainland bridge please

i'm upset at work peeps
every single one of them forgot my birthday
i made a fuss to a select few
some reverted with a genuine apology
someone in particular seemed to shrug me off

i'm vindictive enuff to do same to her in 2012
oh and dat goes to everyone in my life

its the one day in my life that i will exercise
my God given right as a woman to invent and establish drama

oh and another thing............
i treat people the way they treat me

Sunday, October 9, 2011

did i fare better?

i've had a very bad case of blogger's block
i've also been incredibly lazy

but i did promise i'll be back
and i always do a birthday post

so i was a year older on the 7th
afrobabe i love you
*cyber hugzzzzzzzzzzzzzz*

i tend to get a little melancholic on my birthdays
so to make up for the shitty head space i knew i was gonna get into
i was supposed to hang out with the girls after work
and it was a friday but the rain was a bitch

so we didnt have girls nite out
dinner someplace
get tipsy
flirt shamelessly
dance like crazy and tumble into bed in the morning

so we had a lazy saturday instead
we shopped-meat,veggies and condiments for edikaikong
ran into my aunt
2 yrs older but technically my aunt
harrassed her kidz(i love em kidz)
had dinner
and laffed so hard i almost peed in my pants
i love you girls

i temporarily moved to my aunt's since july
construction at my zone is driving me nuts
she doesnt get it apparently that i love my own space
she keeps asking me what is wrong
then goes into a prayer session
cos my cousin(her daughter) who i am a year older than
is getting married in nov

i dont have a jealous bone in my body
and i only envy people what they have that i wish i had

i wish her mum got it
but then again if i was to explain it to her the way it really is
it would only be read as jealousy or envy
since it is neither-she(my aunt) will have to get used to my smiles and the sealed lips
i'm wondering why she hasnt brought it up with my mum
well cos my mum hasnt asked me
even though my mum gets it
well if she does-i'm guessing my mum will tell her to ignore it
mum calls it-the curse of my dad's family
we internalise and shut everyone out
people think it is cos we are bothered about something
but the harsh truth is its cos we really dont care

my brother is well
has a new girl on his hands
i dont particularly like her
i dont consider her cute/curvy/nice
and i dont like girls who live in filth with their squeeze
especially cos i have to witness the filth
i still breeze into my place anyday i wanna
well,i harrassed her 2 wks ago
so far she seems to have imbibed the clean space rule

you hurt me......bad
I need a proper apology
jewelry always works i hear
but do remember to ask me before you splurge on an item i'll detest
cos i'm still very upset with you
i'm gonna let you deal with your stuff
cos i get it............
but you owe me.........

so my colleague has been advised to get a vibrator
i've tried to get her to surf the web
and maybe make a purchase but she keeps dilly dallying
with my man outta town a lot
life would be almost unbearable if i didnt own one
i know a vibrator wont take the place of a warm body
but it can take the edge of animalistic tendencies

a friend of mine seems to be avoiding me/us
i guess its cos lately all we do is berate her
well its like this
if you must date more than 1 married guy
please make it about the money
no sense in hoping from one bed to another for a meal and a drink
well maybe........some lousy thousands

cos apparently shez been sleeping with 2 married guys
(mayb more)
and she gets pregnant
does she
a-ask them to accompany her on the same day or on different dayz?
b-get the fundz from both possible fathers but go fix it alone?
c-fix it then bill the fathers heavily?
d-fix it then bill then what the doctor billed her?

kindly note i think shez an ass-
dating 2 or more men that are off limits to you is bullshit
actually allow both of them to sperminate you is stupid
then to get fertilized was downright idiotic
but to then decide to be cautious about billing them?
i thot.....silly

to every action there is an equal and opposite reaction
if you wanna sperminate you have to worry about fertilization
not so?

I owe y'all a post shey?

i'll b back

Monday, May 30, 2011

Ibiluv is 4 years old today!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yippieeeeeeeeeeeee

She loved her beach house. It wasn’t only the serenity she craved it was also the sight and sound of the ocean. Also knowing she just upped and left everyone-her job, her friends and family just gives her inner devil a lotta joy-the minute she got in-she took a shower and had a meal-God bless her housekeeper-now it was tyme to settle down for a lovely story
It was sunset and she could no longer read by sunlight, her glass of lemonade stood empty on the floor beside the chaise lounge she had been reclining on-she had heard him drive in a while ago-she knew he would need to go to his study to do some work before joining her upstairs..

Lost in her thoughts she heard a sound behind her…..there he stood…her adonis…this man had to have been a greek god in another life…beautifully sculpted…people tell her all the time how fabulous she looks..she always wishes she could retort wait till you see my man….

Wordz were not needed…her body always reacted when ever his was close…and he could always tell-even in the midst of an argument, they both could still cut the sexual tension in the air with a knife….it didn’t help that she only had on her lingerie…..a slinky number in the softest pink and he could see every inch of that body he loved so much..he had a smirk on his face cos already he could see her nipples hardening…

She stood where she was..her back to the sea..listening to the sounds..he walked towards her…when he got to her-he enveloped her in a bear hug…this was one of the reasons she loved this man…fitting into his arms like this always felt so right….she went on her knees and slowly flicked her tongue over the tip…..he made it to pre cum in a matter of mins…slowly she trailed her fingers down his legs whilst giving her tongue the liberty to roam freely along his shaft

He had his hand on her head, her hair..he wasn’t tugging or shoving..just resting his hand there…she smirked cos she knew for him it was some way to balance himself so he wouldn’t topple over…over and over again she licked, sucked and worshipped his family jewels….she wasn’t even sure how they made it to the chaise but he was gently laying her on it and proceeded to plant feathery kisses on her inner thighs..after what seemed like aeons..he kissed her...long and slow and slipped his digits into her…she loved how he managed to do both…kissing him was always a joy. The fusion of their pie holes always drove her completely nuts…and his digits???…glorious and they always served as a reminder of what was to come…

She whispered..you are driving me nuts. Could you please fuck me now? I will he said…he turned her over and with the slightest of motions stationed dat lovely appendage by her labia lips-she gasped..just the feel-nothing else yet…but she was dripping buckets and dat was all the encouragement he needed..slowly ever so slow he inched into her…felt like he was going in in millimeters….and then he filled her…and there they were…naked with the salty air swishing around them kneeling by the chaise as he proceeded to make love to her….

It was glorious and earth shattering…much later as they lay spent...she listened to both their heart beats as normalcy returned...the kiss to her forehead was the last thing she remembered before she drifted off to la la land..

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Should I fix you a drink too?

‘Should I fix you a drink too?’

he asked as he set down his backpack on the bed, shrugging out of his shirt as he walked to the mini-bar in the room.

‘Yes honey, thanks’ she said as she typed away furiously at her laptop keyboard, wanting to finish the report and email it so she could relax fully and enjoy her weekend with her lover.

She had been looking forward to this time alone with him for a while, and her boss dumping an overdue report on her late on Friday was quite the mood dampener but after hearing his deep, drawling voice on the phone saying he was leaving the airport...that made her, perk up.

She was startled by the touch of a cold glass on the back of her neck, she had been so engrossed in her work she didn’t realize when he came up behind her. ‘What are you working on?’ ‘it’s a damned report my boss insists must be sent today’ she says as she placed a hand over his warm, calloused one that was kneading the muscles of her shoulder. ‘Aahh, that feels so good’ she says… He hands her drink to her, at the same time bending over her and placing a kiss on her forehead like a father would on his daughter. ‘take it easy babe, you’re all tensed up’ he breathes in her ear.

The familiar smell of him suddenly makes her nerve endings tingle as she inhales the mix of aftershave, the musky cologne he favours and sweat of travel that wafts off him. She realizes how much she had missed him being with her and suddenly ignored her computer, turning in her chair, she grabs him by the waist. ‘I missed you baby’ she murmurs into his belly, the soft hair around his navel tickling her lips as she speaks.

His reaction is instant, his loins tighten up as her soft, warm arms encircle him. He leans down over her, rubbing down her back through the sheer material of the work shirt she has on.. pulling the shirt out of her skirt, finding her skin beneath and working his thick, hard fingers into her muscles. She sighs in pure pleasure, writhing under his touch as she feels herself relaxing.

He straightens up, picking his glass from the table and sipping on his drink, pulling her up by the arm as he does. She gets into his arms, face turned up as he envelopes her in a deep,fiercely passionate kiss. She can feel the hunger for her in him and that knowledge makes her both excited and scared at the same time. Excited that she holds such an attraction for him and scared that she may lose him at some time. He lives and works in another part of the country as an engineer, always on the road, sleeping in different hotels in different towns… and surely meeting lots of different women.

She feels his breath get deep and fast, the taste of brandy in his mouth mixing with hers as both their tongues entwine. Her nipples are so sensitive; they are almost painfully squeezed against his chest. His hands slip lower, cupping her round bottom in a gentle squeeze. He lifts her off her feet while still kissing her, and lays her on the bed. His eyes are locked on to hers, boring a hole deep into her soul as he gets up and removes his jeans, then his boxers. He doesn’t say a word and does not break eye contact while he walks to the window and opens it.

There is a sudden, moist and cold breeze from the rain outside in the room. With the curtains billowing behind him, she watches him stalk back to the bed like a panther, his erection proudly displayed to her lustful gaze.

She licks her lips, smiling at him while feeling the molten heat well up from inside her core. She starts to unbutton her shirt but he stops her with a hand. Gently but firmly pushing her down on to the bed, he grabs her glass and gulps some her drink, then he leans over her and kisses her again. As her lips open she feels her drink trickling down into her mouth from his. He hadn’t swallowed, just used his mouth to serve her. He has deftly shed her buttons while kissing her, now he slides his hand underneath her and unclips her bra. Her proud breasts feel the heat of his hands and the coolness of the breeze coming through the open window. It is such a delicious feeling.

Her hands rake through his hair as he lowers his lips to her nipple, biting and sucking hard while his hands slide under her skirt and hooks on the waistband of her panties. She raises her hips to help him ease them off, watching his eyes look down her skirt as she raises her legs to kick off the panties. He smiles and rubs a hand lazily across her chest, palm flat over her breasts, fingers teasing her neck and chin. His other hand he cups firmly over her mound, the heel of his hand making hard contact with her clit as his finger teases her wet slit. He’s not going inside, just gliding his finger over her lips enough to open them, circling round her opening and making her groan with the need to have any part of him inside her.

Her arousal is very evident now in the rich scent of her feminine musk which he inhales rather dramatically. She knows he’s teasing her, she sees that look of intense concentration on his face she knows is a sign of his arousal. His gaze never leaves the moist morsel between her thighs as he lifts his glass to his lips, drinks and bends his head to her sex. His hands push her skirt up to her waist as he spreads her legs wide, she is wide open to his view and intentions now. She shudders as she feels his breath over her engorged clit, then the exquisite pleasure of his tongue, which is cold from the drink and warm as he licks in slow, circular motions around her clit. He does not touch her anywhere else… yet.

She clutches at the sheet as he abruptly plunges his tongue into her slick tunnel in the same motion that he uses his hands to raise her hips.
Her sensual, thrusting motion makes her clit contact against his nose as she fucks his tongue. She can feel her orgasm coming up quickly. He’s a master at working his tongue sinuously inside her, bringing it up to suck on her clit. Now he has 2 fingers deep inside her while her clit is being strummed by his tongue. She’s moaning deep in her throat and bucking under his face like a wild horse. She starts to drum her feet on his back as she climaxes, holding his head tight against her dripping wet sex. His name is spinning on her mind as she lies breathless in the afterglow of the intense orgasm. He brings his head up, breathing deep, looking at her with lust filled eyes, his lips glistening with her juice.

He smirks at her effort to regain balance and says ‘I missed you too babe’… She smiles and pulls him to her, licking his lips, nose, eyes.. tasting herself mixed with him, instantly getting a high from that. She says ‘I know honey, I know’. Her hands are both stroking his hot hardness and his soft sac as she kisses him. She scrapes a fingernail over his glans and gets the reaction she wants from him. A sharp intake of breath, then a long drawn out sigh of pleasure as she takes him in her mouth.. takes him as deep as she can. He’s big and stretches her lips but she loves sucking him. She’s got saliva coating him and her movements are smooth and sensual, fucking him with her mouth just as she fucked his mouth earlier. She’s good at this and knows exactly how to bring him to a load...moaning her name in the process... She wants to taste his seed and drink it greedily but he’s not having that.

He held her head to stop her, moaning ‘I don’t want to cum yet baby, I need to be inside you’. The naked need in his voice makes her cream her pussy even more. So she gets on her knees and he gets behind her, the penetration is fast and hard but not painful. She is well lubricated but feels the immense size of him filling her up, pushing against her womb. The connection is deep and erotic, the sound of his balls slapping against her as he thrusts deep into her are adding to her excitement. He’s groaning deeply and she knows he will unleash his thick cream into her very soon. His hands grab her breasts like the reins of a horse he’s riding….. and he is riding her, hard, deep, furiously. She feels a throbbing inside her that emanates from his magnificent dick buried deep inside her, his belly on her soft butt.

He starts to rub her clit with a hand in time with his thrusts, which are getting quicker. He’s close to losing control now. She arches her back, raising her bottom up and presenting him a deeper angle of penetration. Though it’s a bit painful, she revels in the sex she’s giving him and urges him on with her voice ‘fuck me baby, fuck me hard… who’s ur sweet baby?’ he responds with a furious, grunting assault on her body that rocks him to an explosive climax, which makes him give short, choked off cries as he cums deep inside her. She feels the heavy gush of warm, male seed flooding her insides and that triggers another orgasm for her, clenching her butt cheeks and pulsing the walls of her tight pussy to milk every drop from him.

He’s dripping with sweat and breathing hard against her back. She bears his weight on her as her hands and knees tremble from the shared orgasms. ‘welcome home baby’ she murmured.....

Sunday, March 13, 2011

hurt,naija idol,naija sings,how far?,lottery,VP's,career-dislike,escorts,

so sometimes it crosses our minds.....
not to be as we are in the presence of those we love
because sometimes they judge us harshly
i guess we are all human
and when a person strips himself/herself so you see dem as they are
you really should be more grateful that hurtful
and if they are no longer toeing that line
dont sing dat broken record of you shouldnt have
said person already made a platinum album out of said phrase for self

people sometimes react a certain way about who you were or who you are
and in the person's reaction.....the person hurts you
whether they know it or not
a lot of times i'm slow to comment...
slow to react...
slow to do just about everything in my life
cos i hate being wrong
and i only ever regret the things i didnt have the guts to do or say
there is nothing in my past i am ashamed of
i may shield some parts of me from certain people
but allowing a person(s) see me
as i am
is a really big deal
so when i am then judged by that person
it hurts.......deep
ironically......said person may not even know they hurt me
but they will............they will
cos someday i will bring it up and they will know just how bad
dat laff
that smirk
dat harsh word
dat ungiven hug.............hurt

i am looooovvvvviiinnnnggggggg Naomi Mac
she's soooooooooo breathtaking
602 to 34365
abeg make una vote jare
maybe una go win motor
chei this kind free advert
Naomi u owe me ooooooooo

i was for the brothers to win Naija sings
i was miffed Casey won
but his single is not bad

and have you heard Tonii-idol evictee's new singles?

i like............a lot

as for american idol
i have not really heard dem all
but Scott can propose to me anytyme
such a voice........swoooonnnnnnn
and he's 16

Naima is cute....she is doll like
i liked her umbrella rendition
albeit pitchy.....
i hope she gets better

and Pia has pipes.........
its hard to do a celine,aguilera,whitney and maria
and she did celine so well..........

so a person has a problem
eg she needs a car
everytyme you see said person you ask how far?
the need to buy the car...is your need to see her in a car greater than her need to own one?????

note to married friends of single people
dont ask your single pal *every time* you see/call/write/mail/bbm/tweet said person
how far?
is getting married....the same as choosing what gown to wear to what dinner party???

i dont ask you how far?
with when you plan to have number 2
or when you plan to move out of your rented apartment into your own home
or some other silly question
if a person is single and you have not magically produced a spouse suitable to that person
stop *how faring* them

later you will complain they dont vist
how dem go visit?
all you will do is how far dem and moreover did getting married somehow suggest to you that your single friend is the jobless one that must come visit you always?
dem gum ya own yansh for ur house?

we ask God how far all the tyme
He always replies............soon

dats good enuff for me/we/us

you people should stop how farring us

if i have not seen you in 8 years and you ask me,how far?
i get it........you are catching up

if you saw me yesterday and ask me how far
i'll poison your drink

i'm depressed..........
i want to win a lottery
there's none going on at the moment...or is there?
please when you hear of a lottery
make una let me know
i love the things money can buy
so i really really like money
but i dont love money
else i would have......let me keep my evil thots to myself
i wont do anything to get it(Money)
but i would love to win the ottery

yes i know...........a lazy man's dream
i never lied about being lazy..........

i watched the vice presidential debate and i wonder why Sambo went to cause traffic from the airport to abeokuta instead of facing his peers
in btw i have a distant uncle as a vp aspirant
so make una no try me
ibi will soon be in aso rock as the vice president's official speech writer

i've been thinking of a change of career a lot lately
i havent really done anything about it......yet
let me just roll it in my head for a bit longer
i may take the plunge soon

i seem to have developed a considerable amount of dislike for my boss
no not Cruella
me and her are cool these days
its the big dawg
he smiles a lot and just talks/acts damn rite nasty
he has also perfected the act of lieing thru his teeth
these days all i wanna do is slap the idiot

i prefer nasty people with dour expressions
but an always smiling fuck????.........he makes me cringe

in part he is one of the reasons i wanna leave
i don tire to dey see him face

found this online
a pal of mine wants to know if there is a site that caters to women as well
let us know............

Sunday, February 13, 2011

rude,iron,crib,mum,fat,house,eyes only

She's in the living room
explaining every scene of the movie as if my brother is deaf and blind
i would love to shut her up
but wetin concern me
i guess i'm just irritated cos she didnt notice big sister Ibi and greet
the dumb spawn of my mother didnt greet either
so is it her fault?

i don enter my room....lock my door
i will punish him for said crime later....

in between
i truly am an evil sister.....
in the last year
2 steam irons have found their way to the scrap yard
i dont trust my brother
things electrical always go bad around him

its exasperating cos the asswipe has a degree in electrical electronics from an obodo oyibo university

you people should sha tell him

i have replaced gen,pumping machine,fan,iron,since he rolled into town
i will castrate him if anything happens to my kettle,fridge and microwave

oh...hehehehehe i recently bought a new iron and i am hiding it in my room

went to say hi to my pal at her place
nice crib
really nice

i'm not speaking to my mum
matter of fact i think she owes me an apology
the way it happens-when we both get upset
we dont talk for 2 weeks
thats like her limit
then her eldest sister calls and mandates me to call mum and apologise

this tyme i will also demand my own apology

if she wont give it

i prefer to stay dis-daughtered

i wonder why birthing me gives her the right to dole out shit to me and i am expected to lap it up

this text message whey she send to me dat day ehn(whey dey vex mi)
i will make her apologise for it o
either directly or indirectly.......

all these fat in my belle(2inches of fat)
please go to my bum
neither I nor Dee likes dis belly fat
we both prefer yansh fat
truth be told
na me dey find yansh fat
he loves Ibi's ass as it is
and considering i gained a few kg's recently
ibi's ass is looking gud!!!!!!!!!!!
crunches here i come.....

so Dee teased me about not registering for bba6
are you worried i may be worried about you getting horny and fucking some dude in the house he asked
my job i said
not a gud enuff excuse he said....
i know you Ibi
kisses and mayb blowjobs is as far as you will go
i grinned.....

got me wondering though...if i really went into the house
would i stay unfucked by anoda cos Dee might watch/hear
or cos Mama Ibi might watch/hear
quite frankly Dee-much as i love you and we both know i will stay unfucked in the house(if i enter)cos i love love love making love to/with you...
its the mama Ibi situation dat will keep my pants up
cos if i stray i know you will forgive me
she wont............

some outfits i buy
just to wear for Dee
if its really short and its not a pair of shorts
its just for Dee's eyes
if i've got mi boobs spilling out
its just for Dee's eyes

i recently allowed Akin talk me into these 2 gowns
both short
but.....not too short
a little more than i would normally do............
but i find that i'm looking forward to getting my sexy self into them clothes and getting *toasted*

Monday, January 24, 2011

sex...candidate...24 vs 33...omoluabi...mirror...yellow...my girls

you walk into a room looking and smelling like sex
if an ex was there......
would it *all* be about him?
or are you just allowing yourself enjoy the shark frenzy?
especially since boyf is home with a fever?
i guess it's a little bit of everything........

and then when he(the ex) walks up to you to say
you look good.......
you flutter your lashes and say
i know

30 mins later he sends you an email
had to leave....you were giving me a woody..........


and so my brother thinks i am a good candidate for bba6
i kinda think i would make interesting tv
but i guess if i ever went for bba
my mum would disown me
Ibi would forget the cameras
while i may not be the slut everyone hates but loves to watch
my mother wont forgive me the kisses i would steal.......wink

when i was 16
i told myself i wanted to get married at 24 to a man who is 33
i still prefer my men way older than me.....
mostly because older men know their own mind
.......a man has to be very sure of himself to handle ibi

younger men mostly irritate me
yea i like to say exasperate
but i'm mostly irritated

i turn 33 in a couple of months so if i am still hunting down
my perect age gap-he would be 42......
hence he must be married with kids...best case scenario widowed
cos the other options are divorced or seperated

so am i trying to snatch,share someone's father and claim him as my baby?
my uncle got married 3 months ago
at 44 he was very single-never married-no kids
so if Baba Loke wants to grant my wish for an older man
he's out there.........

but if he thinks i am best suited to a 35,37,39 year old
i'll take him
i dont care for labels
i'll even take a 25 year old

so HO told my pal that when we dated i didnt give a damn
so i sent him a lengthy email
met him at my Aunt's christmas party
one of the first things he told me was........
i dont drink....i dont smoke cos i am badddddd enuff without these vices
then he goes on to say
you know how people say omoluabi
i am omo without the luabi
which loosely translates to i am the baddest motherfucker you can lay your eyes on
my Aunt scolded,threatened,quarrelled with me over the thing we had relationship friends with benefits...fuckbuddies
but I had found out by then that the sex was great
and Ibi remembered that was *all* he put on the table
it was all i had to give as well

its been 9 years we were an item and he says
i didnt give a damn

i didnt

i mirror the men in my life

you give a damn-i will
you treat me like dirt-i will return the favour
before i kick ye to the kurb

my brother pulls his weight around the flat
i will cook him meals
he doesnt.........he starves

my father actually foots *a* bill
i will run my ass ragged when he sends me on errands
as he never does-i dont run errands

the man in my life gives a shit-i will
he acts like an ass-i will return the favour

hey Ubong....our friend is yellow

i'm slighty depressed at some shit that went down at work
i'm most upset with self cos i see now what i should have done to avert the shit hitting the fan

i dont wear my emotions on my face or sleeve but it slowly trickles into everything i touch

and my support group isnt doing much to get me out of this rabbit hole i have fallen into

been a while i updated
needed to vent....

i'm due for a day/nite out with my girls

calling them up now

we'll insult each other...tease each other mercilessly,laff and cry together and they'll give me the comfort i'm currently craving....

be back soon peeps...........wink