Just a little different....

Yeah... so i havent done this for ages just cos i never felt the spirit to but somehow this has been cripping on on. Been sneaking in and out blogville to see wotz up. Through my observation, aint much as happened really. Boi! have i been on a rollercoaster ride this past year??? my answer to that will be OH YES!!!! but somehow through what appears to be life's way on trying to throw me off balance, I remain steady, happy and not shaken. I has a bizzare fling/relationship with some dude that thought he was making a fast one on me. You know one of them people that think they are playing you and deep that you think to yourself you aint man enough to play me how dumb of you to think you're out-smarting me? so with him i had this rubbish relationship, apart from the fact he was soooo shit in bed, he was also the most jealous, insecure and sad sad muthafucker i ever met in bwt he started acting funny so i let him go. it appears he wanted to go anyways. so shall i say i released him. If it was in a situation whereby i actually really cared, i would say i got played. noooooooooooooo. yea it would have been that. it i couldnt careless. thereby, it didnt really work out as he planned.

ohhh... this is funny, i had another relationship this year. oh this one was actually my boyfriend, for two weeks. aha ha ah ah ah ah. thinking about it makes me laugh. cos as soon as i broke up with him, i forger i had a boyfriend. i only just remembered him now talking of a relationship, how wierd?


forget boiz, i have had the most amazing year of my life. the most successful for me for far. and the most progessive year too. been on 3 holidays including Nigeria and i just might be relocating to naij early next year. we shall see. hopefully i will cope. considering am a tough figther. or ammmm i??? no be naij??? i go survive jor. and if i cannot... abeg jand is only but six hours away. ill just come back. e no hard.


well hopefully am back on blogville. i will return to share all my turnovers in details, right now i say Thank you Jesus. for through it all u keep a smile on my face.
xoxo.


this was free style so free any typos aiit????

ay ay ay.... just me talking or is it thinking.

...even i am scared to blog. not scared but boi! has it been a while. am here thinking how is this done again? do i just strip my thoughts into a readily blank page and show the world? or do i write like am talking to that mystic fellow in my brain? the one i often talk to sometimes out loud where friends think me crazy. then i thought nah... i'll write; not for writing itself's sake but because i have all these things to say.... although i have no idea where to start from or what topic to select in the folder of my brain...



Am in a new city... obviously we got that cleared... Am still single... yeah because relationships are strange now... scary piece of frigging sh*t. lol! nahhh thats harse. i mean with a suitable person its beautiful... ay ay...problem is who is suitable now ey? relationships around me are so scary and believe sex is the problem... no, not sex... free sex and greed. ones like; ure so greedy u want ur girl's best mate... or u think he's too perfect for ur girl u want a slice or that too, just share in the public cake uh? he he lol! or lets think of married men chasing skirts... check out a single lady thinking that married man loves her more than he does his wife... dream on sister.



that leaves me wondering, could it be a power thing? could it be that men think they have a sort of power over a woman when they have slept with her and in their quest to feel energised with the fluid of the power fuel they ran round in circle to see where the next woman to enslave in their ego cage lies... then i wonder maybe women have decided that Yes finally liberation since the discovery of the clit... ever since sex was no more boring... how sad it will be to be stuck with just this short stick man. why cant i have juliet's bloke he's got a big one and remember there is my clit. YAY! dat should be fun. lol! anyway am not even about to get into this whole riddle ringt now... i have been doing too many thinking and even complicating my own thoughts sef. i tell you ern... too much of everything dries up your body cells.





so... where was i? oh yeah i dont know what to write or where to start from i'll give you bits and pieces, lets make guys the topic.



guy 1: not my type, good looking, nice, down-2-earth, fun loving and professional skilled. why is he not my type again??? emmmm... cos he's not. so i play it down with him, although cos he's in love with me as he declared and has a huge heart, he's one of my closest friends. with this guys i could be 100% undiluted razz and not care. lol. he's lovely really. shame he's not my type.



guy 2: alright looking, professional skilled, my type but full of ego and self pride: i am so good at knowing when to stop that i hardly ever go wrong kind of attitude. its good sometimes but other times it leaves a sour taste that just puts him in the immature category. a lil' bit over the top if u know what a mean. now the problem with guy 2 is denial insecurities. apparently i work out to be a challenge that he cannot phantom, so he carries on with a blase attitude that makes him look like a headless chicken running round in circles. thats he's cup of tea not mine. story for another day.

guy 3: professionally skilled today there's this girl he is checking out. tomorrow he is fancing rugby players on tv. day after tomorrow he thinks all the cute guys at the mall are checking him out. ohh and he just remembered, he's ex has just broken up with him and he is broken hearted so now he is depressed. this is my take: fringing make up ur mind... are u gay, vain, broken hearted, all thats mentioned or just plain confused? but he is my friend so i accommodate him. and wait for it; he is making moves on mi. ayy ayyy. i beg ohh. comot road.


guy 4: professional skilled just like guy 1 and 2, good looking. could be my type except he is not. different religion and for religious reasons its bye bye mister man. sweet guy though determined to make me his girl. but ermmm thats a shame now isnt it. **sigh**.

so.... on the yadi note. i'll leave you guys here.
for the record: am alive hail hearty and living life to the full.


ignore any mistakes am at work....
by the way how is it that am posting on 22nd of april and its showing 1st of march. hmmmm dats interesting anyway i have amended it the little way i know.
love u guys
~pebbles~

...lets aim for the bigger piece

... the thing is everybody believes they deserve to be loved. when has love not been an issue for women? i am begining to wonder if the search for love is on the same scale for guys as it is for women. This whole thing is becoming so bogus to me. its like the guys are extremely confident that whenever they are ready, love will find its way and i must say, they often get ten times lucky. should women be as patient as men on their quest of the 'right' one? is that why we get done over time and time again? that we rush things and we are to eager for something to erupt while the guys are so chilled out?

the guys on the other hand would not settle for what they think less. in other words; they do not settle (at least not everytime, sometimes they fall short thought). its amazing that only a few men stay miserable in a relationship becuase once they get bored they find other means to keep them happy; be it chill with their boys, absord in football, books, video games, other making money means or simply go get down with some next woman.

on other hand, the women find themselves settling for less for one to many reason or the other and end up miserable as fcuk in their relationship and for shame of pretend happiness being reveled they remain in the shit hole.

is life unfair or do we dig our well of sadness with out own hands.

i think i am begining to think like a man, because it looks like they are getting the bigger piece of the cake and like oliver twist 'i want more'.

adios~

until my schedule permits me another post.

kisses.


before you start thinking i was done over by a guy, i wasnt. i was just thinking.