Life has been crazy, loads has happened.
I miss blogging.
Tuesday, 23 September 2008
Friday, 2 November 2007
MAN TROUBLE!!!
Thank you all for the advice, I’m actually taking it, it’s hard but there’s no point holding on to something that’s not mine right.
Went to school yesterday and they told us our project deadline is 12th, that’s less than a week away, this is after telling us we would have till the end of November, I hate these people for thinking they can be changing their minds like it doesn’t affect peoples lives, well, I got to step up my game, so my project will be done next week.
I have this friend who’s in a relationship with a guy who (u guessed it) has a girlfriend (this thing is going around these days). Anyway it started like this, the guy was chasing her for a while and at first she wasn’t interested but after a while, she relented. Apparently, at that time, he was having issues with his girl, his parents didn’t support the relationship being that they are both AS. The thing has been going up and down for a while, sometimes she’s happy and sometimes she’s sad. Some days back, while he was asleep, she checked his messages and she saw this, “I and girlfriend are going to the registry on November 10th, blah blah”. Apparently, they decided to do it without their parents consent, she didn’t say anything to him, she just went back to sleep, when she called to tell me, it was sounding like Nigerian film to me.
A day or two later, she had this conversation with him,
Girl: what you doing on your birthday (November 10th)
Boy: I don’t know, nothing really
Girl: you sure
Boy: yea
Girl: I heard you are getting married on your birthday
Boy: where did you hear that from?
Girl: somewhere
Boy: I was supposed to but I’ve changed my mind but I haven’t told her yet
He then proceeded to explain to her that the girl is actually SS and the only reason he wanted to go through with it was cause of guilt and they talked and talked. I don’t know if she should believe him, what I told her though was that we should wait and see what happens on November 10th and then they can go from there. What do you guys think???
Went to school yesterday and they told us our project deadline is 12th, that’s less than a week away, this is after telling us we would have till the end of November, I hate these people for thinking they can be changing their minds like it doesn’t affect peoples lives, well, I got to step up my game, so my project will be done next week.
I have this friend who’s in a relationship with a guy who (u guessed it) has a girlfriend (this thing is going around these days). Anyway it started like this, the guy was chasing her for a while and at first she wasn’t interested but after a while, she relented. Apparently, at that time, he was having issues with his girl, his parents didn’t support the relationship being that they are both AS. The thing has been going up and down for a while, sometimes she’s happy and sometimes she’s sad. Some days back, while he was asleep, she checked his messages and she saw this, “I and girlfriend are going to the registry on November 10th, blah blah”. Apparently, they decided to do it without their parents consent, she didn’t say anything to him, she just went back to sleep, when she called to tell me, it was sounding like Nigerian film to me.
A day or two later, she had this conversation with him,
Girl: what you doing on your birthday (November 10th)
Boy: I don’t know, nothing really
Girl: you sure
Boy: yea
Girl: I heard you are getting married on your birthday
Boy: where did you hear that from?
Girl: somewhere
Boy: I was supposed to but I’ve changed my mind but I haven’t told her yet
He then proceeded to explain to her that the girl is actually SS and the only reason he wanted to go through with it was cause of guilt and they talked and talked. I don’t know if she should believe him, what I told her though was that we should wait and see what happens on November 10th and then they can go from there. What do you guys think???
Tuesday, 30 October 2007
BLOGVILLE HELP!!!
Hey blogville, I’ve missed everyone. Finally I’m done with that place they call UNILAG, you guys can’t even imagine how happy I am, meanwhile, anyone who knows how to work the NYSC thing to Lagos should please holla at your girl ooo, I don’t want to go to Taraba or something like that, nyways let me give you guys small gist.
There’s this certain guy in my life right now, lets call him Dr., nyways I’ve known Dr for about two years now but we never had a real conversation till like last year and even after that we weren’t exactly friends. I had this little crush on Dr that started like a year ago or thereabout, he asked for my number one day and I was jumping up and down and screaming inside, when he called, I played it cool and he didn’t call again, I didn’t call either.
A few months ago, I called a friend to find out where he was, he told me it was Dr’s birthday and he was at Dr’s house, I went oh okay, give me his number let me send him a text. The next day I was at a neighbor’s barbeque, got bored and decided to give Dr a call, the conversation went something like this.
Psykotik: hi, is this Dr
Dr: yea: hey psykotik, got your text, thanks, was meaning to call you
Psykotik: yea, hope u had a nice birthday, so what’s going on with you
Dr: nothing really, what you doing right now
Pykotik: I’m at a neighbor’s barbeque
Dr: I’m not doing anything, should I come over
Psykotik: oh okay, no problem, u need directions?
Dr: nah, I know how to get there
Psykotik: see you soon then
Dr: I’ll be there in approximately 15mins (he has this thing for time)
Okay, I had no intentions when I called him, I was just bored, he came over and we talked and talked and talked, when we finally looked at the time it was almost 1am, we both went WOW, he had to run cus he had work in the morning, when he got home, he sent me a text saying it was nice hanging with me and that was the beginning.
He started coming over regularly, we couldn’t believe how much we clicked. After a while, the kissing and hugging began, then I started thinking, last I heard the nigga had a girlfriend but I didn’t know how to bring it up so I kept on living in bliss. We were constantly texting each other, talking and the feelings kept on growing.
I got drunk one day before he came to see me and when he came over, I spilled my guts, I talked about all the things I never dared say to him before and he also talked, when I woke up the next morning with a hangover the only part of the conversation I remembered was the fact that he said he had a girlfriend.
I’m really sad right now, since then things haven’t felt right obviously, I don’t know if I want to talk about it cause what is there to talk about, I really like him though and I don’t know where to go from here, I kind of tried to end it last week but it’s really hard and I miss him so much, I NEED ADVICE. The issues are he has a girlfriend, she doesn’t stay in Lagos though, his ex is someone I talk to, we aint friends but we have mutual friends, my ex is someone he talks to, kinda like the same situation I have with his ex. HELP!!!
There’s this certain guy in my life right now, lets call him Dr., nyways I’ve known Dr for about two years now but we never had a real conversation till like last year and even after that we weren’t exactly friends. I had this little crush on Dr that started like a year ago or thereabout, he asked for my number one day and I was jumping up and down and screaming inside, when he called, I played it cool and he didn’t call again, I didn’t call either.
A few months ago, I called a friend to find out where he was, he told me it was Dr’s birthday and he was at Dr’s house, I went oh okay, give me his number let me send him a text. The next day I was at a neighbor’s barbeque, got bored and decided to give Dr a call, the conversation went something like this.
Psykotik: hi, is this Dr
Dr: yea: hey psykotik, got your text, thanks, was meaning to call you
Psykotik: yea, hope u had a nice birthday, so what’s going on with you
Dr: nothing really, what you doing right now
Pykotik: I’m at a neighbor’s barbeque
Dr: I’m not doing anything, should I come over
Psykotik: oh okay, no problem, u need directions?
Dr: nah, I know how to get there
Psykotik: see you soon then
Dr: I’ll be there in approximately 15mins (he has this thing for time)
Okay, I had no intentions when I called him, I was just bored, he came over and we talked and talked and talked, when we finally looked at the time it was almost 1am, we both went WOW, he had to run cus he had work in the morning, when he got home, he sent me a text saying it was nice hanging with me and that was the beginning.
He started coming over regularly, we couldn’t believe how much we clicked. After a while, the kissing and hugging began, then I started thinking, last I heard the nigga had a girlfriend but I didn’t know how to bring it up so I kept on living in bliss. We were constantly texting each other, talking and the feelings kept on growing.
I got drunk one day before he came to see me and when he came over, I spilled my guts, I talked about all the things I never dared say to him before and he also talked, when I woke up the next morning with a hangover the only part of the conversation I remembered was the fact that he said he had a girlfriend.
I’m really sad right now, since then things haven’t felt right obviously, I don’t know if I want to talk about it cause what is there to talk about, I really like him though and I don’t know where to go from here, I kind of tried to end it last week but it’s really hard and I miss him so much, I NEED ADVICE. The issues are he has a girlfriend, she doesn’t stay in Lagos though, his ex is someone I talk to, we aint friends but we have mutual friends, my ex is someone he talks to, kinda like the same situation I have with his ex. HELP!!!
Saturday, 18 August 2007
TRAUMA
People, this sister is traumatized, you people wont believe it, right in front of my very eyes, it was horrible, it was gruesome, I started crying because that was all I could do.
It all started at a barbeque party earlier today, everyone was chilling, having a good time, but we all know naij boys now, a fight will always start.
A fight erupted between some guys outside, everyone was standing around waiting for punches to be thrown and it started and in less than two minutes one of the guys pulled out a knife and before anyone could shout yepa, he stabbed the guy in the side of his head, omo, the thing be like American film, everyone was silent for about 20 seconds and then the panic hit, there was a guy on the floor with blood gushing out of the side of his head.
The boys decided to rush him to the hospital and they asked to put him into the car of the guy who stabbed him, guess what the murafucker said, “his blood will get on my seats”, haaaaaaa, can you believe this nigga, after stabbing someone wont you be sober.
Well, the guy is okay for now, we are all praying he survives the night and as for the fool who stabbed him I hope he gets expelled knowing he won’t get any jail time since this is naij and he’s from a rich home.
People, your girl is traumatized, please pray for my boy oooh, ciao
It all started at a barbeque party earlier today, everyone was chilling, having a good time, but we all know naij boys now, a fight will always start.
A fight erupted between some guys outside, everyone was standing around waiting for punches to be thrown and it started and in less than two minutes one of the guys pulled out a knife and before anyone could shout yepa, he stabbed the guy in the side of his head, omo, the thing be like American film, everyone was silent for about 20 seconds and then the panic hit, there was a guy on the floor with blood gushing out of the side of his head.
The boys decided to rush him to the hospital and they asked to put him into the car of the guy who stabbed him, guess what the murafucker said, “his blood will get on my seats”, haaaaaaa, can you believe this nigga, after stabbing someone wont you be sober.
Well, the guy is okay for now, we are all praying he survives the night and as for the fool who stabbed him I hope he gets expelled knowing he won’t get any jail time since this is naij and he’s from a rich home.
People, your girl is traumatized, please pray for my boy oooh, ciao
Friday, 3 August 2007
ABUSE
NOTE:This is a figment of my imagination
Any minute now it would happen, I sat quietly in the dark waiting for the footsteps, everyone in the house was asleep. As the time passed I started to relax, maybe tonight would be different, I was drifting off into slumber land when I heard my door knob, I started shaking telling myself it was my baby sister, maybe she couldn’t sleep. I saw his face, the moonlight from my window made him look more menacing, I knew what was coming next, there was no use begging or crying, I was used to the pain, it had gone on for the past three years and there was nothing I could do about it, I remember when I tried to tell mum, it was like she wasn’t even hearing me, she told me I had been having nightmares, I constantly wondered if she actually knew what daddy did to me. I had thought about running away but Stacy was turning nine soon and that’s when it started for me, I needed to stay to protect her, as long as he kept coming to me, he wouldn’t go to her. After he finished, he lay on my bed and told me I was beautiful but he would soon stop coming for his nightly visits, I knew what he meant, Stacy was in trouble, what was I going to do, how do I stop him. I thought about this for a week and I came to a decision, I had only one choice.
He came into my room that night, it was like every other night, I waited till he got into bed with me, as he was going in and out of me I grabbed for it, I took it out of his closet earlier in the day, I had hidden it under my duvet, I shot him between the eyes and he lay lifeless on top of me, my mum was in my room in second, Stacy was right behind her. The first thing my mum exclaimed was Trina, what the hell did you do!!!, she saw her husband lying on top of me naked and all she could say was what did I do. She called the police, screaming on the phone that her husband has been shot, she got him off me and got him dressed.
When the police arrived, she screamed that they should take me away, saying I killed her husband, the police decided to talk to me in private and asked me why I had shot my dad, I told them the whole story and they took me in for a rape kit.
I’m now in a foster home, this is my third one, I currently see a psychiatrist because I cant sleep at night and I wont let my step dad a s much as hold my hand. My mum gave me up, she said she couldn’t stand to look at me since I was the one who murdered her husband, she never addressed the fact that her husband was molesting me and did so for a really long time, I’m really scared for Stacy, I hope this doesn’t happen to her with my mum turning a blind eye, I don’t get to see her so I don’t know if she’s okay but I pray for her everyday.
Any minute now it would happen, I sat quietly in the dark waiting for the footsteps, everyone in the house was asleep. As the time passed I started to relax, maybe tonight would be different, I was drifting off into slumber land when I heard my door knob, I started shaking telling myself it was my baby sister, maybe she couldn’t sleep. I saw his face, the moonlight from my window made him look more menacing, I knew what was coming next, there was no use begging or crying, I was used to the pain, it had gone on for the past three years and there was nothing I could do about it, I remember when I tried to tell mum, it was like she wasn’t even hearing me, she told me I had been having nightmares, I constantly wondered if she actually knew what daddy did to me. I had thought about running away but Stacy was turning nine soon and that’s when it started for me, I needed to stay to protect her, as long as he kept coming to me, he wouldn’t go to her. After he finished, he lay on my bed and told me I was beautiful but he would soon stop coming for his nightly visits, I knew what he meant, Stacy was in trouble, what was I going to do, how do I stop him. I thought about this for a week and I came to a decision, I had only one choice.
He came into my room that night, it was like every other night, I waited till he got into bed with me, as he was going in and out of me I grabbed for it, I took it out of his closet earlier in the day, I had hidden it under my duvet, I shot him between the eyes and he lay lifeless on top of me, my mum was in my room in second, Stacy was right behind her. The first thing my mum exclaimed was Trina, what the hell did you do!!!, she saw her husband lying on top of me naked and all she could say was what did I do. She called the police, screaming on the phone that her husband has been shot, she got him off me and got him dressed.
When the police arrived, she screamed that they should take me away, saying I killed her husband, the police decided to talk to me in private and asked me why I had shot my dad, I told them the whole story and they took me in for a rape kit.
I’m now in a foster home, this is my third one, I currently see a psychiatrist because I cant sleep at night and I wont let my step dad a s much as hold my hand. My mum gave me up, she said she couldn’t stand to look at me since I was the one who murdered her husband, she never addressed the fact that her husband was molesting me and did so for a really long time, I’m really scared for Stacy, I hope this doesn’t happen to her with my mum turning a blind eye, I don’t get to see her so I don’t know if she’s okay but I pray for her everyday.
Wednesday, 1 August 2007
BLOGGING
I've been away for ten days (my internet went off and my parents travelled) and it seemed like forever, i'm officially a blog addict. Thank you all for the stalker advice, maybe I should just give him the location of this page, lol, I think I'm handling it though.I'm off to catch up on my fav blogs, I'll put something up later.
P.S. Working peeps please I need some advice, whats the proper way of requesting for sponsorship from a company for things like class dinners.
P.S. Working peeps please I need some advice, whats the proper way of requesting for sponsorship from a company for things like class dinners.
Sunday, 22 July 2007
STALKER RELOADED
This nigga is impossible, in my last post I said someone gave me a gift that was really hard to return, well, it was Mr. Stalker himself, he got me some nice pair of shoes but I knew that accepting it would be the end of me, I cant even start talking bout the drama that went down when I was trying to return the shit. The guy started with rejecting it is rejecting him and so forth, that even gave me more incentive to return it.
The guy has since been harassing me with phone calls and text messages which I neither pick up or reply, the sad thing is I have to see him in class everyday, graduation should hurry up and come ooo, let me highlight some texts I’ve gotten from Mr. Psychopath.
*Ever since I met u, I realized something, you’re my future wife and I’ve stopped looking for someone to share my life with*(how does someone you’ve rejected a million times come off with this shit)
*Thanks for the prayer, somehow I know you have prayed for me, I was ill and I’m feeling much better now. I am nothing without you, please keep the prayers coming, my wife. Thanks* (I was like this is one deluded son of a bitch, I had to reply this, my reply is next)
*You’re a fucking delusional lunatic, I don’t know how many times you need to get rejected to get it into your fucking head that I would never want you, please stop harassing me and I am not joking*. (In some peoples heads this would dissuade anyone, but not this guy, you won’t believe what he sent next)
How are you? You’re a delusioned (his typo) lunatic- a special way of saying I love you (what the f#$*), if you keep rejecting me, you keep reducing my life span- its destiny, I’m ill again.
People, this is what I’m being subjected to, keep in mind that these are just a few of the texts. I have no idea what to do, this guy is making me loose my mind, if this was Yankee, I would have gone to the police, but alas this na Lagos, I need help, someone please help me.
Saw transformers today, it was off the hook, everyone should see it.
The guy has since been harassing me with phone calls and text messages which I neither pick up or reply, the sad thing is I have to see him in class everyday, graduation should hurry up and come ooo, let me highlight some texts I’ve gotten from Mr. Psychopath.
*Ever since I met u, I realized something, you’re my future wife and I’ve stopped looking for someone to share my life with*(how does someone you’ve rejected a million times come off with this shit)
*Thanks for the prayer, somehow I know you have prayed for me, I was ill and I’m feeling much better now. I am nothing without you, please keep the prayers coming, my wife. Thanks* (I was like this is one deluded son of a bitch, I had to reply this, my reply is next)
*You’re a fucking delusional lunatic, I don’t know how many times you need to get rejected to get it into your fucking head that I would never want you, please stop harassing me and I am not joking*. (In some peoples heads this would dissuade anyone, but not this guy, you won’t believe what he sent next)
How are you? You’re a delusioned (his typo) lunatic- a special way of saying I love you (what the f#$*), if you keep rejecting me, you keep reducing my life span- its destiny, I’m ill again.
People, this is what I’m being subjected to, keep in mind that these are just a few of the texts. I have no idea what to do, this guy is making me loose my mind, if this was Yankee, I would have gone to the police, but alas this na Lagos, I need help, someone please help me.
Saw transformers today, it was off the hook, everyone should see it.
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