The party and the pleasant surprise.

Happy new week everybody.
Hope ur weekend went down well and no wahala at all?
We thank God for life and I thank him for all of you my friends. Una too much jare.
May this week bring all the favours and blessings we hope for, Amen.


Okay so what gist do I have for you guys today.

Plenty!



I just pray I have enough time to spill it all out.

There is a challenge between O and I going on now.

We call it the Romance Challenge.

Its like this, we realised that we haven’t been particularly romantic towards each other as we should so everyday each person has to try and outdo the other with some romantic gesture. So far it’s been cool sha and guess who has been winning. Moi of cos! That guy has no romantic bone in his body at all. I have told him, he has a lot to learn in the romance department.

Last night I serenaded him with my favourite song of the moment-No Air(Jordin Sparks/Chris brown). He was so happy. Who no like beta thing? Anyway am waiting to see what he’ll do today. So far I haven’t been impressed at all.



Last Saturday was my mum’s birthday and she had a party. I planned to invite O to the party and use the opportunity to introduce him to my family as my friend o, nothing more! I never ready to answer question yet,lol…

Anyways, that plan was spoilt when I realized K and X would be coming. Mum is friendly with both guys and invited them both. Knowing them(K & X) very well, I knew they would try to cling to me all through the event so I decided not to put O through the embarrassment. He wasn’t too happy that I didn’t invite him cos somehow I let it slip that we were having a party that weekend, however he thought it was probably cos I wasn’t ready for him to meet the parents yet.



I also invited B.G. The guy I used to date before I met O(see earlier posts). True, he is also still nursing the hope that we can still end up together. Sincerely I know he truly cares for me sha. In fact if u ask me between O, X and B.G, who loves me more. I’d say B.G and am very sure about that. He proved it in more ways than one while we were dating even up till now despite the fact that I broke things off with him and told him I was in love with some other guy(O).

So that day, There were three guys jostling for my attention at the party. X, K and B.G.

K and X knew they were rivals but they still put up a show of greeting each other with smiles although I wonder if it reached their hearts. B.G didn’t know either of them and they didn’t know him too. I tried to busy myself with attending to the guests but every chance they got, one of them was sure to corner me at a spot acting all husbandy and all. Even B.G had to go introduce himself to Mum as ‘my friend’. Mum being the sharp woman she is later asked me what kind of friend i was with that guy that came to greet her. I replied that he was my friend too,lol…



X’s own was the one that pissed me off sef. Anytime he saw me talking to a male guest for more than 5 minutes, he would come around and introduce himself to the guy and before he left us, he was sure to tell me some thing using the prefix ‘Honey’. I just tire for the guy. Sometimes when he called that Honey, I go just do ear like say I no hear at all. Which kain marking territory be that one now?
One of my friends(a guy) who attended even commented-“Wetin dey do that guy sef? Even if u be im wife, make e take am easy now!”

K adopted a much more mature attitude. He just kept his distance. He obviously noticed I didn’t want any gumming body not to add that X was always hovering around like fly over shit so the poor guy no see chance to take corner me.



I just kept thanking God that I didn’t make the mistake of inviting O. The guy eye for just turn reeeeed!!!

The party went well sha.

Later that night. O called me and it was to give me a surprising news. It was a pleasnt surprise.

He had told me some time back that his aunty(mother’s younger sister) was married to a guy from my town. I just waved it aside as one of those gists so you can imagine my shock when he called me that Saturday night. Our conversation went thus:



O: Aphrodite, you can’t believe this…my uncle knows ur family very well.
Me: Your uncle?
O: Remember I told you my mum’s younger sister was married in your place. They both know ur family very well. Speak with him.
(At this point another voice comes on)
Uncle: Nne, kedu?(How are u?)
Me: O dim ma(am fine). Who is this?
Uncle: Your mother’s brother…
Me: My mother’s brother? Which one?
Uncle: Uncle E. 1004(He used to live with his family at 1004 in V/I. As kids we called him Uncle I004)
Me: Uncle!!! Good evening sir! Kee ka unu mere(How are you people doing?)
Uncle: We are doing fine. How is your mummy? Is she there, let me greet her.
Me: She is fine, hold on let me give her the phone



I ran to give mummy the phone only to find the line had cut off.
Later O called and gave me the gist. Uncle 1004 who is my younger brother’s god father(yea our families are that close!) is his auntie’s husband. They had given him a lot of gist about my family and all. In fact O was just giving me gist about my family. I didn’t worry sha cos there are no skeletons in our cupboard so nothing to fear. Later on when mumsy was asking me how come Uncle 1004 called me on my phone to greet her instead of calling her. I had to explain what happened. She asked me who the friend of mine was. I told her he was just a friend. She asked where he was from. I said Edo state, then she said okay she remembered Aunty T(uncle’s wife) had a sister who married an Edo man.



Anyway, that’s the gist o!

O and I have some sort of connection. I wonder if this is a sign from God that things will work out between us and the tribe thing wouldn’t be a barrier at the end of the day.

O however told me that uncle E had told him that it would be a difficult battle to get my folks to accept him as a son-in-law cos they are really staunch Catholics and also wont like me to marry a non-ibo even though his case was slightly better since he was half Ibo (his mum is Ibo).
Oh well, make we dey see sha…


What else?
Okay, I know y’all have been asking what happens to X?
Truth is I haven’t told him anything yet but it’s beginning to look like I will have to soon given the way he acted at the party last weekend-like he owned me and had paid my bride price or something.
I am just being relauctant to tell him off outrightly cos again am feeling I may be making a mistake. O hasn’t declared his stand as per marriage. X has and like a lot of people(my mum too) have pointed out, he has a lot of nice qualities to make a good husband. A friend of mine (a much older guy who should know) also told me that what makes a marriage successful happens within it and not before it and I shouldn’t be deceived by that rush of ‘hot love’ that most young ladies seek.

Me I no know again sha.

Update Gist.

“Babe are you enjoying the movie?”
X moved in to close the space between us and wrapped his arms around my shoulders.I felt he was too close for comfort and tried to pull myself away but he held on tightly.
“Yea, I am”
That was not particularly true cos I was yet to fully understand what the movie was all about. So far, it had seemed boring and I wasn’t really feeling the movie and the unpopular faces being paraded in it.
It was a Saturday and I was at a cinema with X. I had been too happy to accept his offer when he called to propose it cos I didn’t have anything better planned for the day and my other option would have been to stay in bed feeling blue over O’s recent attitude and wishing he would call.
So there I was with X in the cinema and he was trying to get all touchy feely and lovey dovey but I was trying to squirm out of his grip without making it so obvious.
I stared sideways at him and couldn’t help noticing the goofy grin on his face. He seemed so happy being with me there. I asked my self if I was happy to be there with him or was it just a welcome escape from a dreary day. I hadn’t arrived at an answer yet when he butted into my thoughts with a comment on the movie. I didn’t even hear what he said but nodded smiling as if I did.

I turned my attention back to the movie but yet again I couldn’t stop my thoughts from wandering. I thought of the woman at the body care shop. We had stopped over there to look around before we headed for the cinema. Coincidentally, X had known her from somewhere and they exchanged pleasantries like long-lost friends. X introduced me to her as ‘My woman’. I wasn’t sure I was comfortable bearing that tag just yet. I had bought a facial soap and promised the woman I’d be back some time in the future to buy the body shop oil perfume I liked.
I wondered what she would think if I sauntered into her shop at a later date with O cos this particular mall was one I visited with O at times. Of course she would expect me to be with X since he had given her the impression we were an item, a hot item at that. Would she think I was a loose girl who dated several men at the same time? What did I care really? I wondered.

The movie soon ended and I was grateful. I had seen better movies and this one didn’t cut it with me at all, something about a bank job(robbery). It was the same old, same old, nothing new there.

As we drove out of the mall, O asked if I wanted some ice-cream. We could head to a particular popular ice-cream joint, he offered. I wasn’t too keen on that cos I was on some kind of diet. Diet? Who was I kidding? I usually spoilt the diet soon after I started,lol…. I made a mental note in my head not to spoil this particular diet with my longthroat,lol..

So I declined and asked that we head home. I had an appointment with my tailor that evening so I might as well go see her. He said okay and we headed home.
As he dropped me off at my tailor’s, he made to kiss me. I still wasn’t ready to start exchanging mouth liquids with him just coupled with the fact that I was still technically with O and I was still kissing him(we are not shagging o). That is one thing with me, I can’t bring myself to kiss two guys at the same time talk less of shagging them both, am not just that type of girl!
So I turned my cheek for a peck, thanked him for the date and got down.

Sunday came.
I didn’t hear from O still and I wasn’t ready to hang out with X again. Two days in a row would just confirm that we were back together and I wasn’t sure about that yet so I prepared for a quiet day of lounging at home. I was lying in bed reading a novel when K’s call came in. God! I had practically forgotten he still existed. I picked the call and we yakked a lil’bit. How have you been and all that bla bla bla. Then he asked if we could see cos it had been a while and he wanted to talk to me. I didn’t bother asking him about what cos I already knew it won’t be on anything else than how much he loved me and wanted me to consider him and bla bla bla,lol..
Anyway I was in a low spirits cos of O and it wouldn’t be bad to have someone toast me and make me feel good about myself (Not fair on K, I know so hold on with the preaching guys). I spent the rest of the day with K, he took me to a buffet lunch at one popular hotel like that and I have to admit, I had fun although at a point I was thinking how it would have been much more fun if I was there with O and not K.

Through out our date, K kept asking me about my boyfriend. I kept saying which boyfriend? Did you dash me boyfriend? But he insisted that he knew I was in love with someone and I was dating this person. He made reference to those times he’d called my phone in the middle of the night only to discover I was talking with someone. I knew he was talking about O but I didn’t want to confirm anything so I just sat there and smiled all through.

Something else he said caught my attention. He said although he wanted to marry me, he wouldn’t kill himself if I gave him an invite to my wedding soon. He’d take it as one of those things but that it would hurt him terribly if it turned out to be X, I was getting married to(yea, they know themselves and there is some sort of rivalry btw them).
I laughed and asked him why marrying some other guy would hurt him less than me marrying X. He didn’t give me a cogent reason but I suspect it had something to do with X finally getting what he(K) didn’t get.

On to O.
I saw O for the first time in more than two weeks, yesterday.
I was at my desk working in my office, trying to finish a presentation I was working on before leaving for home when I saw his familiar figure at the door. How come the receptionist didn’t call to inform me he was here, I wondered. Plus I was looking really harassed and disheveled. If she had informed me, I could have applied powder and brushed my hair or something. I hadn’t seen him(O) for a while and I would have loved him to see me looking fab.
“There was no one out there so I let myself in” he said as he walked in.
I looked at the time, phew! It was after 5pm already, the receptionist must have left, she hardly waited for the official closing time before taking off. Probably to see her own bf, what my own sef?lol…

I didn’t know what to do. All at once so many emotions were conflicting in my head. Anger, Excitement, Sadness, Happiness, I just didn’t know what to feel exactly so I turned my attention to the computer monitor, my work suddenly seemed more interesting.
Then he came close, wrapped his arms around me and buried his head in my neck. I caught a whiff of his scent, Kouros, I had made him buy it, it was one perfume that almost always get me weak in the knees and that moment wasn’t an exception. Then he tuned my face and kissed my lips. I could already feel the throbbing down there and I needed him to stop before I gave myself away.

Anyway he stayed for a while and we talked.
He apologized for his recent attitude and told me the issues he had with his former bank had been sorted out.
I was silent for a while, then i asked. “Was it some other woman?” he shook his head.
“It was just work stress and the issues you had?” I questioned again. He nodded his head.

As we hugged and kissed before he left, I was in no doubt that I truly cared about this guy. Why is it that it’s the one we love that causes us so much heartache? Why can he be just as doting as K or X or Bobo Nice or BG? Maybe we don’t have a future together but one thing I know is this, I’m going to enjoy it while it lasts!

Have a great weekend y’all, love ya!

Tumbo, Tumbo

I am still here. I haven’t relocated to Mars yet or is it Venus since am the girl in search of love, that should be the planet for me…don’t you think? lol.

Anyway, it’s been a while. I have been caught up in los of stuffs but I just had to find the time to update my blog. This blogging thing is not as easy as I thought initially but don’t worry guys, I aint giving up yet.

So O and I are still cool just that recently am discovering each day that if I have to pitch my tent with him for life, I have to be ready to accept the fact that I won’t be getting pampered the way I like. With O, I am the one that has to do the pampering. He always needs some sort of reassurance that I truly care for him. I have told him to stop being insecure but I don’t blame him too much, dude knows that there are lots of other guys hanging around and ready to take over his position if he f…ks up.

I care about him. I am sure of that but I also know I want a man who will dote on me and worry himself to death if I even as much as have the slightest of headaches. That’s K for you but unfortunately I don’t love K like he does me. Too bad.

Talking about Mr. X. He has really been outdoing himself these days. Calling regularly to check up on me, bringing me lunch at work (remember I told you his office is opposite mine) and some other loving stuffs. He says he is not giving up till I forget what happened and give him another chance.

Now to what happened that led to our breakup…I have shared this with my mum and a few close friends and most of them believe that what happened wasn’t enough for me to break up with X.
Actually, what happened is this-I had found out he had something with this other girl. He denied it but I found out that he was lying to me. I called the girl under the guise of being X’s sister and she opened up to me. When I confronted X with my discovery, he insisted that she wasn’t anything serious but then I didn’t trust him anymore so I ended the relationship. I must say this, I am a very jealous lover. I cant stand to share my man with anybody. If I am being faithful to you, I demand that same loyalty from you, finito.

A few days ago, I was discussing X’s comeback with an older male friend of mine and he said to me that sometimes people lie to those they love because they are either scared of hurting them or losing them. He went on to tell me that X may have lied about what happened then cos he was scared of how I would react.
Anyway, the long and short of the matter here is that most peole I have talked to believe that X is a perfect match for me-he is catholic, Ibo and loves me- three necessary criteria for my parent’s approval. Unfortunately O is not catholic, he is from Edo (although he can be said to be part-ibo cos his mum is Ibo) and I feel he loves me but I still see my folks giving me a hard time over him.

More gists o…

I spoke to O’s mum over the phone. We were talking; O and I when he suddenly told me that someone wanted to speak to me. I didn’t expect that it would be his mother. She sounded very nice and warm, said she had heard a lot about me, asked about my family and told me that her younger sister’s husband was from my place. Before she dropped the line she said I should take care of O very well. I replied that it was his duty to take care of me to which her response was that she was sure he was already doing that.
I don’t know but her saying that to me seems like she really approves of the relationship between me and her son or what do you think guys?

And O told me that she wants to meet me.

I don’t know if I should meet her. Isn’t it too early especially with this new developments with X?

Something very funny happened recently.
My mum called me and expressed her concerns over the fact that I haven’t ‘brought the man home finally’. She felt that I was getting confused so she had come up with this brilliant idea (according to her). I was supposed to give her the names of all the guys proposing to me which I did. She wrote out their names on little pieces of paper and folded them then she asked me to pick one of the tiny folded pieces of paper.
It was ridiculous, you know picking my husband out like that, but I went ahead with it just to humour her.
Guess what…I picked Mr. X’s name!
My mum happily announced prophetically to me that X was my destined husband and the sooner I realized it the better.
I don’t agree with the way she went about it-the inny minny maany mo style(tumbo, tumbo) and I’ll like to know what you all think.
That’s it for now guys.

Will do my blog rounds now.

Stay away Ex!

Hello peeps!
Whats da dilly yo?
In naija speak, How una dey?

I ope say every body dey chill like ice water(lol).

Well me, am chilling very welll o! things couldnt be better with O. in fact last night during our usual midnight chat time, I asked him:
"O, do you love me?"
Dont mind me o, he has told me several times but i just love asking, women sef!
And he replied
"Aphrodite, i love you so much it hurts"
Oh my Gawd...I was so moved and happy when he said it that i replied
"I love you too"
Guys, this would be the first time i am saying those words to him. I find it hard to say those words to any guy cos i belive love is not something to be played with anyhow and used in every sentence if you aint sure about your feelings.
So i said it to him and held my breath.
Funny, he held his breath too.
The silence was very thick, you could slice through it.
Then he spoke
"I dont know what to say, i am speechless...i am so happy...i dont think i 'll ever forget this day"
I laughed, trying to lighten the mood
"Abeg try to forget it o, its no big deal"
Who was i kidding? It was a big deal and I felt on top of the moon jare, but you know now, a girl's got to be a girl(lol).

On Mr. X, the bobo has been outdoing himself of late o. Acting all nice and everything. The guy is almost making me believe that he has changed for the better. Even warming himself back into the hearts of my family. You know we were very serious before so everyone in my family knows him.
Anyway, today he came to my office as usual to say hi and as he was leaving, he asked me to kiss him. Mhen! this guy get liver o. Kiss ke? i said no and it was almost becoming a mini-struggle till i pushed him away and told him.
"Seriously we need to talk...i dont understand what you want, coming back and being all over me like this, i already told you i have someone else"
He replied
"Honey, I have told you that you're my wife and no one can take you away from me"
" I am not your wife!" i told him with a stern look.

Truth is, i still have a soft spot for him. He knows this and is trying to take advantage of it. maybe if O wasnt on the scene, i may have reconsidered him but now with O around, i dont think there is space for him in my heart again. The best we can be is friends.

Do i sound like am trying to convince myself?
I hope not.
Why didnt he just stay out of my life!

The latest gist on K.
This dude has now formed a habit of flashing me in the middle of the night(during my chats with O). He just keeps flashing and flashing. Initially, I didnt know it was him. i was wondering who the idiot was that would stay up at night flashing someone with unknown number. It just seemed crazy!
Anyway, a few days ago, K called me and while talking he blurted:
"Who is this person that you are always talking with in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"
I was shocked.
"So it is you thats always flashing me at night? You too why dont you sleep...why do you have to stay up flashing me?"
He wasnt even ashamed. He kept on lamenting on how i dont call him even during the day and i stay up chatting with some guy on the phone till the wee hours of the morning. When i was tired of his rambling, i told him to stop giving himself hypertension. Missing his sleep and staying awake to flash me in the middle of the night. I mean, how pathetic can one get??

He still flashed last night sha.

Why cant we stop arguing?

Hey peeps!
Whassup?
I know I have been MIA for a while now. Its just that there hasn’t been anything much to blog about. I have been keeping things on the low for a while coupled with the fact that yours truly was down with the most common illness in Naija-Malaria!

I am getting better now, although not fully recovered but it is well, No fear.

Things with O are okay except for the fact that it’s like recently we are almost arguing over everything…even the silliest things. I guess as emotions get more involved even the littlest things begin to seem important. Like for instance, he drops me off after a date and I fail to call him later to find out if he got home safe and he takes offence or I tell him I don’t feel well and I expect that he’ll come down to my office to find out how am doing but he says he’s very busy and cant make it to see me, then I take offence.

You know, silly things really but we now start arguing and next thing we are angry, we end the conversation(usually on the phone) and the rest of the day is spoilt for me. Anytime we have our tiffs, am always miserable and he says it’s the same for him too. Why can’t we just stop these fights then? It beats me. One minute we are apologizing to each other and promising not to make each other mad again and the next we are back to arguing again. I admit i am spoilt when it comes to relationships. I have always been in relationships where I am doted on and pampered but O doesn’t really do all those doting and pampering sturves which gets me all sulky and moody.

Maybe like uzezi and oluwadee said, its better to be with a man who loves you more than you do him but then again I want to also be crazily in love with my man. I guess being in love goes hand in hand with the heart aches too. Maybe I just have to get used to it.

As I type this post, O and I are not talking and its killing me. I want to call him and hear his voice but then again I want him to call me first and apologize for making me sad. Why is love so complicated, why?

To other matters,
I haven’t seen B.G since the last time but we still communicate over the phone. He seems to have gotten over our last discussion and still believes that god will bring us back together. He tells me he is praying over things and he has handed it over to God.

K is still there as always…never giving up. He seems to be getting the message better now cos he has been telling me that he feels I am in love with someone else from my attitude. I affirmed it hoping he would finally leave me alone but whosai…dude is even more determined than ever to win my heart.

Then there is Bobo Nice. I haven’t had time to talk about him yet. I’ll probably do that in my next post.
I have to go now peeps.
See you around!

Easter Runs

Hello peeps!
Hope you had a fabulous Easter celebration?
For me it was a great one well not counting the fact that I actually hurt two people this period. It wasn’t deliberate though just stuff that had to happen with the way things have been going in my love life lately.

Okay am going to start with K first.
K’s mum returned to Nigeria last Friday (Good Friday). She had been in the U.S these past few years. K had informed me like weeks back that his mum was coming back to the country and asked that I accompany him to the airport to receive her when she arrived. Knowing K as well as I do and the fact that he tells everyone he knows about me and how he wants to marry me and all that , I knew he probably had said as much or even more to his mum. I didn’t want to go with him to the airport to receive his mum cos that would be like affirming or giving the poor woman the impression that I was indeed her daughter-in-law to be so I declined going with him. He felt very bad and sad that I refused but there was nothing he could do about it, no amount of cajoling was going to make me change my mind.

Later on in the day, after Good Friday mass(we attend the same church), we went to have dinner someplace and he was almost crying as he told me how he just realized how much I hated him and all. He said the fact that refused to accompany him to the airport earlier in the day to receive his mum was indication that I didn’t have serious plans(as in marriage plans) for him which is true by the way. He practically begged me to give him a chance to love me seeing as he has been patient for more than 2 years now waiting for the day I’d agree to an intimate relationship with him. I must confess I felt really bad seeing a grown ass man like K almost groveling at my feet just for a chance to expend the contents of his heart and pocket(lol) on me. Anyway I still maintain my stand that PITY can never be the same as LOVE, right?

Really I must give it to K though. The guy has shown his love in many ways than one. I mean, there is no doubt that dude is madly in love with me but it’s so sad that its not a mutual feeling. I remember when I first met him. I was always very sick then. It was either malaria and/or typhoid fever(at least that’s what the doctors said). It got so bad that even close friends of mine were even scared I had something, probably AIDS,lol! Anyway the point is that K was with me through that period, taking me to the hospital, buying drugs and sometimes even offering to help offset my bills. I really appreciate all that he has done for me and I told him so but do I now have to marry him cos of all these?

Come Saturday, K came over to my house in the morning. He wanted us to spend the day together. He asked me to just mention anywhere I wanted and he would take me there but I wasn’t interested, I had a date with O and nothing was going to come between me and that date so I politely told him I was going to the market to do some shopping. I couldn’t tell him I had another date with someone else…that would just kill him! He then asked that I returned early form the market so we could at least spend the rest of the day together and I accepted. I just didn’t want to prolong issues, I knew there was no way I was getting home earlier than 8pm that day. O and I had made a lot of plans for the day already.

So I hung out with O. We first went to one of the private beaches. We didn’t want to do the Lekki/Alpha?Kuramo beaches. Those were always very crowded and we wanted a quiet and relaxing environment so we settled for the private beach plan. It was really fun sitting there on the beach with the cool sea breeze fanning our faces. It felt so good, I almost didn’t want it to end. We talked, played, cuddled, kissed, lol! (I’ll spare u guys the details,lol!)

Anyway, after some hours on the beach we decided to catch an evening movie on the island. It was another lovely experience. The movie was really nice but that wasn’t the high point of the experience for me. Just being there in his arms, sneaking kisses every now and then during the movie was wonderful. I ‘m sure the guys seated behind us at the cinema must have been irritated by us. It was just too obvious that we were so much into ourselves

Then there was Sunday. I had to attend a friend’s birthday party and I wanted O to come with me but K wasn’t giving me breathing space. He pleaded that he wanted to spend the day with me since he didn’t get to do so the previous day.
I finally agreed to let him take me to the party also seeing as the celebrant was also a mutual friend. The party was nice, lots to eat and drink and I had fun that is if you don’t include the part where K would tell anyone(as soon as he found they were my friend) how much in love he was with me and how I didn’t want to reciprocate his love. The guy almost began to annoy me; I couldn’t understand why he found joy in broadcasting his feelings to anyone who cared to listen at the party.

Monday I had a date with Big Guy.
I haven’t mentioned Big Guy before now.
You see, Big Guy or B.G for short is kinda like my boyfriend that is until I met O.
Now don’t get all confused. Let me explain.
I am not dating K, he is more like a family friend.
I had a boyfriend but we broke up last year due to irreconcilable differences.
B.G was my friend but he had never hidden his interest to take our friendship further so when I broke up with Ex, we decided to try a shot at something more intimate but I realized soon after we started dating that I wasn’t ‘in love’ with him and most likely will never be. I think he knew how I felt. I never hid the fact that I wasn’t feeling that excitement with him but he felt that it would grow with time. However, I realized that one day I may discover I had stronger feelings for someone else(like I do with O now) and the relationship with B.G would have to end but i prayed that my feelings for B.G would grow deeper and I wouldn’t have to break his heart. He is a good guy and really cared about me and I would hate to hurt him.

Now with O on the scene, my fears are coming to pass. I haven’t been calling B.G as I used to(I used to call him during happy hours before), For the past one month we hadn’t seen each other and I haven’t even being bothered about it. He had noticed that my interest in the relationship was on the decline and was really worried about it.

I think I had been avoiding him cos I felt guilty for feeling the way I do about O.

Anyway, I agreed to the Easter Monday date, I was tired of running and I felt it was high time we talked and put our feelings in perspective,

Need I tell you how it went?
Not too good at all.
Will hit you up with the gist later. For now, I have to attend to some more pressing issues.
Take care peeps.

Talking about K

Like I said in my first post, I intend this blog to be like a chronicle of my experiences with men in my search for love.
Okay today, I am going to talk about K.
K is one of the guys currently begging me to accept his marriage proposal.
K is a young man in his early 30s. He is financially comfortable. He is not bad looking physically. Very generous, like seriously he could sell his pant to give me anything I desire. He is also very caring, practically fusses over me so much it gets irritating at times.

Unfortunately despite his good credentials, I do not love K. My Mum likes him and so do my siblings cos he is very giving... always buying them gifts and all that. Me thinks he is trying to buy my love or influence them to convince me he is the best man for me and that kinda puts me off am really he is wasting his time cos no man can buy my love. It is going to be given freely to that person when I find him so K is obviously wasting his time of he thinks he’ll be able to buy me over. I think he is beginning to realize this cos lately he hasn’t been flaunting the gifts and money like before. I think he has wisened up.

K is a business man who hasn’t done badly for himself at all. With the houses and flashy cars he owns, he would be any girl’s dream catch right? For me, he isn’t. He didn’t get a university education and is not very fluent with spoken English and this scores him low points in my rate card.

I have told K that I do not love him but he insists that the love will grow with time after I am married to him. I do not agree with him, for me it should be Love first before marriage not the other way round.

What is your opinion peeps?