Five days ago on Thursday 12th, I wrote up
something for the house, but did not get a chance to put it up. In the
following 2 days, something happened, and then another, and now, I am a hundred
percent sure that I do not share the same sentiments. All the same, given that
the feelings of that day were documented, and the fact that there has been
little to no presence around here lately, I will still put this up for you my
lovelies to read more about this lady’s life. Here we go.
I am in a hurricane situation, only this time it involves
emotions or lack of them. Ladies and gentlemen, I hope you can send a line or
two on my behalf that I make a wise decision, because if I don’t this time
round, I will never trust me with any other decisions. Not that there is much
of that trust left anyway.
Remember I told you that I met someone? Well, turns out that
he is no time waster. He is sure he has found whatever it is he has been
looking for in this lady of the birds. Problem is, I am the one person who is
into looks, and while my 2 friends who have met him think he is a looker, I do
not share the same sentiments. He has a superb body, granted, but I need some
more time to picture his face on a baby, or to imagine that face while having
an orgasm! There, I said it! Don’t get me wrong, he is very handsome, quite
handsome anyway. In fact, the problem is all mine, I have a weakness for faces
that can be directly transferred to a baby and still look in place. Like that
Wyane Wade dude. Man, isn’t that the perfect creature. Besides, this new guy in
my life is very respectful and thoughtful. And after that monologue, I think I
just convinced myself to say yes, because that’s what this dilemma is all
about. The guy is set to propose today in the evening, that I be his soul mate.
See the problem I have, especially if the guy does not make
my insides turn is, I have a phobia for future regrets. What if finally I cant just
gather up enough courage to sleep with this guy? Not that I need to now, given
that I’m not easy to get and all that what not crap, but I figure in marriage,
there is nothing much one can do about it, right? Now I know why married women
have headaches. Given my dating life before and the people / person I
have engaged with (You know that type you see - make that think about - and
your juices start flowing, and not kidogo juices for that matter), I have never
understood why one would have to take up that headache line. Now not only do I
understand, it seems I might borrow it sometimes if I decide to go this way.
Now that is told, have I told you about a hot dude in the
office? And these days I am positively convinced that actually I convince
myself that the men I find hot are hot. To explain that sentence with an
example, this hot dude at work was one of the first people I met in the
company. I actually talked to him on the interview day and I didn’t notice this
heat. A week after I joined, I still had not seen much about it. Now it’s a month
plus and I think he is one of the hottest creatures walking on lady Earth. overnight transformations on my quality of vision? I don't think so, I just think my mind sometimes can use mycreativity in the wrong ways.
I also need to talk to you about this name Gabriella, and
why I am calling my (future) baby girl that.
Ok guys, take care.
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