Oh yes, I just referred to myself as a GIRL. Bite me! (On Sunday I had the trial makeover for a bride with whom I'll be working in May. We're age mates, she said we're not girls but women. But I refuse, I am a girl. "Women" calls to mind my mother and her friends. "Women" is so...... final, so I insist, I AM A GIRL!
It's dry spell season. My dry spell season. Where nothing is happening and nothing interests me. And to make matters worse the air in Nigeria is ominous, 2015 draws near and Boko Haram is trying to show us that what they were doing before is child's play. God help us. Yes, I hate it when one mentions Nigeria and someone says that, but all I, as an individual can do this very minute is to pray for my country. Whether I actually love the country is another question entirely, yet she's the only one I have, so I fervently pray for Her.
So dry spell season, weirdly though it's not as bad as it's been in previous years. Most times I sort of feel like someone else has taken over my life and my body and I'm merely a spectator, this time however, I'm in full possession of the body, yet, an uninterested occupant. Still it's not so bad, it's not as dry as I would have envisaged.
Last night I went out with *R, first date kind of thing but thankfully it didn't feel like one really; there were no awkward silences and no weird moments, we talked and argued and laughed like old friends. We chatted over virgin-cocktails and I finally had the seafood pasta he had raved about. Had mine with cream, he had his with tomatoes, it was good but not what I'd expected. After dinner I drove him home because it's along my route, his driver drove behind us, and when we got to his place he began the usual "that was good... I really had fun... I had a very good time..." (Do people usually mean this when they say it? Everytime I've gone on a date it ends this way and I know I'm not that entertaining, makes me wonder if it's just protocol".
Today was pretty uneventful. I slunk back into the zone and when I saw Toolz Thoughts I thought Yippee, I have something to post! I say this with love but sometimes I want to run away from the blog, and knowing that people are waiting for me to post something just puts me under undue pressure at times. As Dinma once said "when I check your blog and you haven't done a new post I get angry, I feel cheated, like it's my entitlement." So, that line of thought sometimes sets me on edge. And right now, I'm just in a zone. I don't feel like writing or thinking or posting, I just feel like crawling into a hole, curling into a ball and emerging into my Utopia in a couple of months. And when I think about what's happening in the North I feel like I should be trying to make a difference instead of writing about trivial stuff...
Tomorrow is Dobi's court wedding. We'll be at the Ikoyi Registry and afterwards it's drinks and barbecue and socializing at Chidi's. Not exactly Thursday itinerary but I do not mind at all. I really need to meet more people. Last night I ALMOST met someone where I stopped to use the ATM along Admiralty way. Fine guy, nice car, sharp dresser.. Kept on walking towards me, getting to me then dillydallying, I walked across to buy something (mainly to buy him time). Dude followed me, got to me and then started shifting from one feet to the other. I walked to the car and bros followed behind me o! I entered the car and waited before starting the ignition, I even wound down the glass to encourage this tentative man-child. He approached the car, I watched him in my rear view mirror, he came close and then proceeded to look very unsure. It took God's intervention for me not to run him down when I was reversing. What kind of slow negro is that! Aaaaargh! And no, I don't accept that I should have just said hello. I gave him so many opportunities, I even replaced the scowl on my face with a sunny smile because of him, and yet he still couldn't step to me. Whatever jor. *Great Big Yawn*.
Anyhoo, just downloaded House of Cards season 2 and I'm getting right on that.
I may be busy tomorrow because of Dobi's wedding so if I don't drop by, that's why.
And if you've read this till the end you deserve a handshake, I don't think I could have made it. Goodnight peoples!
And one last thing, the commenters on this blog are so kind to me. I really do love you guys, and thanks a lot for the love, kind words, advice and encouragement.
Before we say goodnight though, I remember I told you guys of a blog reader who got pregnant for her student boyfriend and decided to keep it even though he tried to force her not to. Well she has nobody, in fact it's one of our blog readers who so far has been very helpful to her but he's only one person (you know yourself, may God continue to bless you immensely). Some days ago she put to bed a little prematurely. This chic basically has NOTHING and nobody to help her. A couple of people have blamed her for keeping the baby when she knew she has no means of providing for it but there's no time for that talk now, the baby is here! I'm asking every blog reader for assistance, and I would also talk to my friends too, even if each person gives 1k each, (I know we all have our own problems) it will go a very long way. I won't put up her details now because I'm not yet certain how to go about collecting this money in such a way that I can get assistance from everyone who wants to help. But for now I just want to water the ground and remind all of you. However, in the interim if you want to help out now then please mail me ; firstname.lastname@example.org.