Tuesday, 7 May 2013

GUILE Part 3


My randoms usually bring out the best of me (my opinion anyways).

Honestly though don't you think so?...

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One more sappy song to remind me

How lonely i could be

One more sappy song to bring me

closer to imagine how happy i could've been

One more sappy song to show me

everything ends, he wasn't lying.

One more sappy song is all it takes

to bring all these emotions flooding into place

One more sappy tune, one more sappy song

one more love story gone wrong.

One more smile, one more frown

One more hidden lie behind your creative guile.

One more tear,one more shed

One more of everything is all i should've said.


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'I really need some time' i said breaking the awkward silence.

'What?'

'I need to take a walk' i paused 'i need to think straight'

'Are you sure? wait-'. 

I walked away. I couldn't stand being there, hoping and praying it was a dream. It wasn't, it so wasn't. I still fought, hard if i say so myself.

'Was it worth it?' i thought to myself. 'is he-'. I shook my head. Snap out of it. I stopped myself before i thought what i would eventually regret.

My heart ached. Not my chest, i wished it was but it wasn't, it was my heart. It felt like it had been ripped and i had watched it happen. Slowly and vehemently. It felt shredded in a way or was that the right word? I didn't know and honestly i didn't really care. there was just so much pain.

I sniffed. I was crying. Why was i crying? Why was this happening?

So many questions.

I saw some people i knew heading in my direction and i quickly put my the back of my palm to my nose and smiled in pretense. I said hi and they waved and walked by.

I kept walking, no direction in particular but i just wouldn't stop, i needed to keep moving.

It hurt so bad...

I saw two chairs in a corner, looking round there was no one in sight, i honestly didn't care if there was anymore, i couldn't hold it in any longer. I strode straight to them and collapsed in one.

I sobbed silently....




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Sunday, 5 May 2013

GUILE Part 2


If you haven't read Guile part one?.....

Um.... you should!! :D

Also some must reads are The stalker part one and The stalker part two although you'll be the judge of that.

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I couldn't breath. At least that's what i thought.

I tried gasping, maybe that'll help. It was no use though.

I could feel the tears welling up so i blinked continuously to hold them back. The last thing i needed was a scene. My head was lowered. At least no one could see my face and the battle i had on.

I stared at the floor who seem to be my only solace. Slowly it became a blur as the tears welled up again.


'Not one tear, please not one' i silently prayed 'i can't cry here, please'.

Useless i would think.

Still gasping silently i could feel the flow of blood drip down my chest. I slowly grabbed it, my head still lowered.

What i wouldn't do to run away, just keep running without looking back, but i couldn't, the pain was just too vehement.

A question rang at the back of my head, i shook it trying to block it out bit it was there screaming and taunting.

I gave in.

WHY??

It wasn't fair. Oh yes it wasn't but it didn't seem like my call anymore.

'I didn't see this coming' i mumbled to myself, cracked a sarcastic smile and sniffed.

And then he grabbed my hands....





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Saturday, 4 May 2013

GUILE Part1


Remember how i said boredom might just be my new inspiration... i wasn't kidding.

In my not so interesting GST class i decided to start this series. I honestly don't know how awesome it would be but what i do know is that it should be as great as The stalker part one and The stalker part two .

If you haven't read them then you really should...

Also check out Solace ... an intriguing piece

Right, straight to business....


If someone had told me i would be writing this right now i would've replied with a resounding slap across the face.

'How dare you?'. I was too sure it would be the next question that would've followed.

Well i was wrong. I didn't do anything. Like i had the guts to anyways.

My sad dilemma began when i fell and fell hard. My bruises were unbelievable. One would think i was run over by a car or something. The pain that came with it was unbelievable also. I honestly wish i could describe it but words seem to fail me right now.

So much for these words

                                           'A true writer never runs short of words' -Rayne

I guess i'm not a true writer after all.

Back to my demise.

I couldn't phantom in my wildest dreams that such a thing would happen to me. I mean seriously you only read about these kind of things in papers and books.

A commonly used description i know, but one best suited nonetheless.

Although i could bare the pain to a reasonable extent i still wasn't prepared for the shock and surprise.

My heart still beats a little fast whenever i think of this.

I need a cup of water.

There.

Much better.

Right

Where was i?

Oh yes the pain. I wouldn't want to leave you hanging on those words now would i?

Well maybe i would....



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SOLACE


So i sat in this boring class and as usual i couldn't just stay there doing absolutely nothing so i got my book and this is what turned up.

To be honest i think boredom might just be my new inspiration.

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Although she couldn't contain it anymore she still kept a brave front. If only everyone knew the lie she told the world behind that smile of hers.

She had practiced over the years.'The Art Of Guile' it was called.

All those emotions hidden behind even the smile in her eyes. Not that anyone paid close attention to notice or even care how fake or real it was. She had become the lie she put up, that even sometimes she forgot the pain.

She winced.

It was getting worse. She knew it was just a matter of time before the inevitable happened.

Her mind slowly trailed to where she had called her 'Teary memories'. Those memories were for times like these. She closed her eyes and took deep breaths. Her therapist had encouraged her to start this way, it was supposed to help her control her heart rate or something.

Just as always she found herself walking down a narrow dimly lit hallway which led to a room at the end. On the door was what looked like a graffiti of a huge tear drop. As always she would trail her palm down the tear before opening the door, revealing what she had come to make or call an 'ease of pain'.

She could feel herself smiling. Were her eyes closed? she wasn't sure.

Her head felt light now, the pain seemed to cease, everything seemed to slowly calm down. She loved the memories here, they always brought a little tranquility.

She felt herself floating slowly, a little rush of wind hit her like a splash of cold water on the face.

It felt good.

She felt good.

But something didn't seem exactly right.

Her body floated a little faster now, speed gathering every second, she tried to slow down but it was no use.
It seemed the wind had a latch on her and dragged her along its way. Her heart that seemed to have steadied picked up a pace now beating as fast as she could count.

She threw her hands out to hold on to something but it was no use.

There was a frightening shriek from the corner of the room followed by a loud thud.


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Wednesday, 1 May 2013

THE STALKER PART TWO



Hi everyone sorry i haven't posted anything in a while...been a mess lately and kinda needed to settle myself.... well that's almost completely true...the other reason is....um.....the fact that I've been procrastinating :D.

Nothing that i'm proud of anyways.


I hope you enjoyed The stalker Part one...if you haven't read it you may need to because you might not really enjoy part 2 without it.

Here's a quick peek of our next post just to get your heart pumping :D... enjoy


'It's for those of us who have boyfriends' T said.
There was a brief silence then everyone in the room burst into laughter and before R could stop herself she got up to walk away clutching her chest and although that statement was funny and innocent it had hurt badly. She clutched her chest harder in hopes of containing the pain, it was of no use of course but she clutched on anyways.

'Why did it hurt so bad?' she asked herself. It was just an innocent reflex statement or rather a supposedly funny statement that everyone including herself had laughed at.

She sighed. A heavy one. 

The pain was intense and stung really really bad.
T got up and apologized ' I'm so sorry, i didn't mean it that way. It just blurted out before i could stop myself'. She grabbed R to stop her from walking away.

Everyone was still laughing.

'I guess it was really that funny' R thought to herself as she sat and the laughter gradually reduced to stifled chuckles and eventually died thus continuing the initial conversation but the twinge still lingered refusing to be contained. She clutched on still...
......Five minutes later she walked slowly to her room with her hand still on her chest.

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That was fun ( hehe )....now for the real reason for this post.... the stalker part two...  enjoy :D

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She felt that soft tap again, reluctantly she raised her head a little pissed that she had been interrupted from her time to herself.

'What?!' she muttered before she could stop herself.

'Are you sleeping?' the person  asked. She stifle a hiss. Why was she angry? she thought. 

'Yeah i am' she replied smiling as she finally looked up. She had recognized his voice and boy was she glad to see him.

'You know you could get in trouble for sleeping in this class' he said as he sat beside her. Her smile widened

'When i have people like you looking out for me i'm definitely sure i would never'. He laughed.

'How come you're sleepy anyways?' he asked looking a bit concerned. He raised her head to get a good look at her.

'You are such my mother' she replied and they both laughed. He stopped and gave her a serious look and she stopped laughing 'I don't know but i'm okay, i think i'm just bored'. She punched his shoulder 'no you to play with in class' she continued. He shook his head and punched her slightly before grabbing her 'I'm here now B' he said.

She was awake. Her best friend had come to save her from her boredom but he was late as usual. She couldn't blame him this class was always boring. She looked around to count the lowered heads and almost laughed out. The whole class seemed to be gone!! The lecturer on the other hand didn't seem to give a care in the world if she was talking to empty sits as long as she satisfied her conscience. The few who managed to stay awake were obviously busy doing something else. No one paid any attention to the being as she rattled on and on about whatever.

'You're late again' She stated rather than asked as she turned to face him. This had become a routine question and she knew he was expecting that question and with his usual regular response 

'Oh you know, i'm a very busy person' and then came the mischievous wink. 'He is so predictable' she thought.

She looked at her watch and smiled, only 15 minutes of torture and she could continue her search for...

'I know that smile' he said with a sarcastic smile 'i remember that smile' he continued. He looked around 'Is he here?'

She muffled her laugh and replied as straight faced as she could 'No he isn't and that is not the reason i am smiling' she turned to face him with a slight frown 'the class is almost over and i haven't seen him. Do you know where he might be?'. He shook his head and raised his hands. 'I give up on you. this is becoming really disturbing' he paused 'have you even considered someone else? Have you even thought for once that maybe he might not be into you' he held her shoulder with genuine concern and continued 'I mean-

She raised her hand and stopped him mid sentence 'Don't go there, how could you even say that? Honestly don't spoil my morning, you would've just answered me, that was just a yes and no question'. She was pissed. How could he even ask that? What was his problem anyways?

'Okay fine I'm sorry' he sighed 'i give up, i didn't see him and i have no idea where he is'. She ignored him and turned to the lecturer who was packing up her things to leave. She packed her books without saying a word.

'Are you going to ignore me?' he asked grabbing her. She let out a slight shriek and everyone turned. She flustered and gave a straight face fighting the urge to laugh. 

'Alright you can stop now i'm not' she mumbled amidst a stifled chuckle. He laughed and removed his hand.. She wanted to kill him 'Why would he do that?' she thought as she got up to walk away but stopped as her heart froze. Not only did she smell his perfume she could see him and he was walking towards her with a smile on his face!!!! She froze and her best friend realized what had happened and followed her gaze.... He frowned.

It was him......


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Friday, 8 February 2013

WHAT I WANT.....




·  I want to be spoilt not because I asked to be but because someone wants to willingly spoil me.
·  I want someone to love me for me, not because of my ‘juggz’ or ass, or my ‘hot’ body but for my weird dress sense and sense of humour, my clownish ways and my ‘unique’ personality.
·   I want someone who will appreciate my talents and gifts, my ability to express myself a lot better on paper.
·   I want someone who won’t think because most if not almost all my friends are guys I’m a flirt. And even if I flirt around per say they wouldn’t be bothered or jealous.
·     I want someone who will trust me totally for I know if I agreed to go out with you it means I trust you.
·  I want someone who will believe in my dreams, criticize my work but still encourage me all the time.
·  I want someone who will be my hero and make me forget all my horrible memories, all the pain, regrets and words...
·     I want someone who will make me believe in man’s love for one another.
·  I want someone who will not get angry at me when I withdraw, have mood swings or get angry for no reason because they know it’s not intentional and I would always apologize for my actions.
·    I want someone who will understand me, truly take their time to understand me because I know I will do the same.
·    I want someone who I’d fight with but never hold a grudge, laugh with, cry with and play with. So much emphasis on the play.
·      I want someone who I’d cuddle with and won’t want to kiss me or touch me.
·    I want someone who won’t think of having sex with me whenever we hang out but would hang out with me because they actually enjoy my company.
·       I want a friend, a brother, a sister, a father, a mother all wrapped in one.
·    I want someone who may be flirty, hang out with girls, joke around but would never be ashamed to say ‘I’m her boyfriend’ or ‘she’s my girl’ to whoever whenever.
·       I want someone who isn’t scared to tell the world I’m theirs.
·       I want someone who is patient because I know I come with a lot of drama.
·  I want someone who is hardworking, creative, prayerful, not necessary a comedian but can make me smile or laugh, someone who is bold, pushing, loving, caring, tolerant and above all God fearing.
·      I want someone who knows what he wants and has a dream.
·      I want someone who will laugh at me when I fall but still help me get up.
·   I want someone who will take stupid pictures with me, make hilarious videos with me, clown around with me, play with me but would get serious when we should be even if I don’t want to.
·     I want someone who isn’t afraid to take on responsibilities with or without me.
·   I want someone who will pray with me, fast with me, praise with me, worship with me, go to church with me, camps and even night vigils.
·      I want someone who isn’t afraid to say and show the world he believes in God.
·      I want someone who loves reading his Bible and isn’t afraid to do so in public.
·  I want someone who can have meaningful discussions about the Bible and sincerely enjoy it.
·       I want someone who needs God and isn’t afraid to show that he does.
·       I don’t necessary want a hot or sexy guy I just want ‘that’ guy.
·    I want someone who will always be ready to give me hugs that could last more than a minute, tight hugs that would make me feel safe.
·       I want someone that will stroke my hair and kiss my forehead. I really love that.
·       I want someone who will not take advantage of my emotions.
·      I want someone who I can occasionally have really deep discussions with and at the same time joke and play with them.



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Wednesday, 6 February 2013

THE LOVER BOY




He was late and he knew it. This was the first time and he couldn’t believe he had allowed himself to over sleep. With his ears plugged in he walked briskly to class.


 He smiled to himself ‘he would see her today’ he thought and today he would finally tell her how he feels. He really liked her. The way she smiles, talks, walks and even the way she writes.


Weird?... Yeah he knew.


He had tried so many times to get her attention, just to have a reason to say something to her, to get her to talk to him not his friends. He said hi to her friends at various occasions on purpose just to get a chance to say hi to her but she never looked at him. It was like she never noticed he was there. She always had her ears plugged, paying no attention what-so-ever to the world.


He always asked after her but never directly. His friends knew how much he liked her but he made them swear they would never tell anyone who-so-ever. He bought things for her but never delivered them, wrote letters, poems and stories but never gave them to her. He drew pictures and took pictures of her, keeping all hidden from everyone but himself. A times he would practise how he would talk to her, all the things he would say to her, the way he smile when he sees her and laugh if she said anything funny. He thought of how he would treat her if they were ever together, how he would make her feel. He made a promise he would always make her happy if he ever got the chance and always keep that cute smile of hers on her face forever. He knew she didn’t have a boyfriend but she had lots of ‘boy’ friends which sometimes scared him. They all looked like stiff competition if for any reason they were interested in her and if she was interested in anyone of them.


He was late......his mind reminded him bringing him back to reality. He walked faster now.


What would she think of him? Would she accept him? Would she laugh at him? Would she embarrass him?


‘No she wasn’t like that’ he told himself. She was too sweet to do something like that and she would never laugh at him, at least not in public. This wasn’t the first time these questions had popped up. For awhile now they had been popping up more frequently than usual.


He was almost there....


He went through everything he had planned to say to her in his head, editing and re-editing over and over. He entered the class scanning even without thinking for her. Where was she? He looked around for her cute face and amazing smile and then he saw her sitting alone at the back of the class. He stopped himself from smiling stupidly. ‘Was she ok?’ he asked himself. He was about to find out as he slowly walked in her direction....                                                                  
                                       



                                                                                                                ........to be continued




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Monday, 4 February 2013


Once There Was A Man Who Was VERY Attracted To A Great Woman...

At first, she was just another attractive woman... but the more he got to know her, the more he began to feel attracted to her... and the more time he spent with her, the more that attraction grew into a deep emotional attachment and affection for her.
But there was one problem...
As his emotional attachment grew stronger and stronger, he also grew more and more insecure.
 Why? Because he couldn't tell whether or not she felt the same way towards him.
Sometimes, she would say things like, "You are so important to me" and "I'm glad that you're in my life"... but nothing ever progressed past the "friendship" stage.
There was an occasional hug, an occasional kiss on the cheek from her... and once, she even held his hand for a long time while he talked about an emotional issue.

What's WRONG With This Picture?

You see, she just wasn't acting like a woman that was falling in love. She was acting like (cue the tragic music... ) just a friend.
And then the insecurity that he felt became a spiral that amplified itself... and the more insecure he became, the more afraid he grew of "screwing things up" by kissing her or asking her to be his girlfriend.
Plus, the more insecure he became, the less time she seemed to want to spend with him.
After spending many days and nights obsessing over this girl, the man finally arrived at the conclusion that, if she only knew how he FELT, she would feel the same way. So, he made a bold move:
He told her how he felt and confessed that he was in love and that he would do anything to be with her.
She looked at him with compassion in her eyes and said, "Thank you... I really mean that... but I don't want to mess up our friendship... you're too important to me...."

All Of This Only Confused The Man More

He didn't know how to take it... Did it mean that she really loved him too, but that she was afraid of something? Did it mean that she wasn't ready for a long term relationship? Did it mean that she didn't love him, but that she was trying to give him a hint?
Did it mean that he hadn't tried hard enough? Did it mean that he needed to put everything on the line and REALLY let her know how he felt?
He finally decided that he couldn't go on like this anymore... he had to be with her. He had to make sure that she knew just how much he wanted to be with her... so, he took a big step...
He bought her a symbolic gift and wrote her a long, long letter... again confessing his feelings.
And then, the unthinkable happened...

She Didn't Reply At All!

He called her three times a day for almost a week before reaching her.
She made an excuse about being very busy and said, "I'll try to give you a call soon, I have to go"... and hung up... but he never got a call back.
Over the following months the man tried desperately to understand what went wrong... and what happened.
THE END
Now, wasn't that a sweet story? Heartwarming, huh? I know, I should keep my day job,read my books,blog a bit,play ball :D and not take up writing romance novels... Now, let's talk about this story.

This Story Is An Actual, Real-Life LEGEND

I'm not talking about a myth or a work of fiction here... I'm talking about a story that rings true for a great majority of men. A story that is timeless and incredibly familiar. A story that resonates at a deep level because you can IDENTIFY with it.
And why does this particular story resonate and sound so familiar for most men?
It's because we've all been there in one way or another... at one time or another... and many of us have been there often in our lives.
Another thing that gives this particular story a lot of power is the powerful negative emotions that it stirs... as a result of the powerful negative experiences that it reminds us of...
Stories and situations like this one really fascinate me. They fascinate me because I see them as an opportunity to understand and solve the puzzles that they represent.
In this particular situation, I think there is a solution. And it lies in understanding one thing:

The Huge Secret That Women Know (But 99% Of Men Don't)

This secret comes down to the reality that if a woman isn't attracted to a man, all of his attempts to confess his love, convince her to like him, and court her backfire.
In other words, they not only don't work, they actually make things WORSE. The very things that a man does to try to make a woman like him, make her NOT like him. They make her run for the hills.
All those great intentions and emotional dedication actually cause the man feeling them to do things that make her go away. It sucks, and I hope that by explaining the process of how this happens, I'll help you to avoid this painful situation in the future...
By the way, if you read that story and said to yourself, "That's happened to me," then you might want to go and soak garri and READ ON
In the meantime, let me tell you about a little something that I love opening guys' eyes about...

Introducing The "INSTANT EWWW"...

Look, I'm always fascinated by the idea that we humans don't always understand the message that we're communicating to others... So often we think that just because we want to communicate a message, that others are going to naturally understand what we're trying to say.
For example, have you ever seen a guy in a foreign car that has wheels on it that cost more than the car itself... with his stereo blasting... and a muffler that somehow amplifies the raw sound of the 4-cylinder motor?
Have you ever thought to yourself, "I don't think that car is communicating the message to women that he thinks it is"? Yeah, I have too. And here's the deal:
If you do something to "let a woman know how you feel"... but she isn't ATTRACTED to you, then it is going to backfire. GUARANTEED.
It's going to trigger a feeling that I like to call the "Instant Ewww"... and it's just as powerful as the physical and emotional response of attraction. Once a woman feels it, you're done. It's over. It's like hammering a railroad spike into the coffin.
Once a woman feels the "Instant Ewww," she will start behaving differently. In short, she'll disappear.
Still have doubts? Wondering where I learned the concept of the "Instant Ewww" from?

I Learned Everything I Know About This Concept From WOMEN

I have actually heard several women use the word "Ewww" when describing how they felt about a guy that was confessing his love... Of course, these were guys that weren't loved in return.
So, what causes the "Instant Ewww?" And why would a woman feel it towards a man who was trying to be nice... a guy who was giving her a gift or telling her how he feels?
Because if you think about it from her perspective, you'll realize that the moment you do something to "confess," you have created a turning point in the relationship. Up until that point, you were harmless.
I mean, women always know how men feel. She already knew you wanted her. She knew it from the beginning. But now that you've started pursuing her and talking about how you feel, you've created a negative tension that is very uncomfortable.
You've triggered an emotion that is repulsive to women. And it does repel them.
In summary...
  • You can't "make a woman like you" or "change how she feels about you" by doing nice things for her.
  • Doing "nice" things for a woman who isn't attracted to you hurts you. It backfires. Worse, it creates the "Instant Ewww" feeling that makes it so she'll never like you.
  • Men make this mistake over and over again in life because they're doing what makes sense to them. They're doing it because they don't have an understanding of ATTRACTION.
Now, on to the GOOD news...

Two Life-Changing Solutions To These Painfully Common Problems

Solution #1: If you're in a situation where you like a particular girl, but you don't know if she likes you back... Don't buy her a big gift and write a love letter... Don't send her ten dozen roses to her work with a note that says, "From your secret admirer." Don't call her three times a day.
And above all... DON'T CONFESS YOUR LOVE for her!
If you want to know how she feels about you, kiss her (The Kiss Test). As a rule of thumb, don't get heavier than her. Use signals from her to find out how she feels... and if you don't know how to read and create those signals, then LEARN.
Asking a woman if she's interested in you in a romantic way or if you are "her type," will actually destroy the chances that she'll like you. Really.
Solution #2: Don't get into this particular situation in the first place. Avoid it entirely.
One does that by creating attraction from the beginning. One does that by understanding the dynamics of how and why women have the physical and emotional response of attraction triggered. One does that by knowing what you're doing FROM THE BEGINNING.

The Very Best Way To Learn These Skills

You don't have to be rich, handsome, or young. And you don't have to be lucky.
What you DO have to do is LEARN. It's a skill, and I honestly believe that any man can learn it if he wants to. But you're not likely to figure it out by "trial and error" because many of the keys to making women feel attraction aren't obvious at all.
In fact, many of them make no sense... and they're the LAST thing you'd do in a particular situation if you didn't know the secrets.


Toby Ifabiyi

JAN 20 2013





‘I don’t like the way she talks to you’, she turned back to look at who he was talking about. She smiled at the one person who had become a friend, someone she could talk to, complain to and probably cry to and turned back to him ‘what do you mean?’ she asked and he gave her that you-know-what-I-mean look.


‘In fact’ he continued ‘I don’t like the way she treats you’ and she froze knowing what he meant but smiled anyway. Their discussion went on but those two statements rung in her head like a broken alarm clock.


‘Could it be?’ she thought to herself as she walked up to her room. Could it be that obvious? Had it gotten this bad? So bent on fitting in, she had allowed herself to be run over and manipulated. Forgetting those principles she made, she had allowed herself to become ‘them’. The low self esteemed girls who allow themselves to become puppets so they can be accepted or as we said in high school ’fill among’. Allowing herself to become who she was not, everything she hated, talking their talk, walking their walk, looking just like everyone else. Had she turned into a ‘girl?’


Girl?....


 Yes she was one but not the type society sees. Had she become the pretender she hated, the gossip she could never stand, the boastful slut she despised, the talkative she had often laughed at. Had she forgotten her roots and turned into just another random ‘girl’ trying desperately hard to be noticed and accepted, looking for the click to fit into. What had she become?


She entered her room and lay on her bed. ‘Today had been a good day’ she thought to herself but those words rung in her head.


She sighed....


He was right. She had changed. For the past few months she had been trying desperately to fit in. She had changed her wardrobe, her routines, what she eats and what she spends her money on. She had begun hanging out with weird people, overlooking what she would have disapproved on a normal day, always saying ‘it’s ok’. She had begun to just float, doing everything that ‘everyone’ else did. She had begun seeking attention and changed her vocabulary just to be heard. She was trying too hard to be what she was not, forgetting who she really was. She had become her enemy. She closed her eyes.


Those words......



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Sunday, 3 February 2013

FRIDAY JAN. 18 2013




My lecturer gave me an assignment once to write about myself. I laughed inside me. What sort of assignment is that? I decided to forget the note I was writing and start.....


It’s been thirty minutes and I can’t still figure out who the hell I am. Remember those jokes you read on the internet about when you’re asked to describe yourself and you begin to wonder who the hell you are. Yes this is one of those epic moments. I was stuck and like every other thing I had found myself doing, I was stuck again. My mind began to remember everything I had started and was still yet to complete. They all had potential, they were all going to bring about change, a good change but..... I always wondered what kind of person I was. I was sure there was a psychological name for me. ‘I must look that up and write about it’ I thought to myself.......


.....and yet one more idea wasted because deep down I knew I wouldn’t remember to do that. Then the sigh which I had gotten so used to making when I was about giving up on something slipped out..... ‘Patience’ I told myself


‘Who the hell am I?’ I asked myself yet again but this time trying to give it much thought. I thought of my likes and dislikes, my hobbies... and I laughed. My hobbies...yes what do I enjoy doing? First thing that came to mind was writing and I laughed again. I changed my mind and decided to ask a couple of people. They all gave me that are-you-ok? Look. I got the message by the third person. I turned back to the blank piece of paper and wrote down- I AM and paused again. Funny? - I don’t think I am, caring? - I try to be, Bold? –only if I make myself, Shy? –like almost all the time but then it could probably be an excuse I give to avoid doing things. You know how you tell a lie and stick to it and after sometime you begin to believe that lie is the truth. Then you’re not even sure if it’s the truth or not. You believe your lie because you want it to become the truth and if something ever happens you wish that lie or truth was a lie. I think I’m confusing myself. I need to work on my words. Then the sigh again. I stopped thinking for a bit and turned back to my lecturer. I heard but I wasn’t listening and then I remembered a class I had once and the statement I picked although I’m still not sure if I made it up but it went something like this ‘Hearing just proves that your ears work and you can use them while listening means it registered and stuck. If you listen whatever you are hearing registers in your brain and your brain can assimilate all that you’re hearing and with much thought can be reproduced’ I remembered concluding that hearing was important but listening made the difference.


I turned back to the sheet in front of me I AM Crazy? – maybe, Weird? – definitely, Impulsive? –depends on the situation, Forward? –to an extent, Open? – not really, Trustworthy? – I should think so considering I don’t really trust anyone. I paused again. This time remembering all the reasons why I don’t trust people and smiled, a really sad sarcastic smile. I couldn’t really think of who I was. I am so many things, some I could think of and some I was till yet to figure out. I had a long time ahead of me to really figure out who I was. I finally wrote completing my sentence.

 I AM ME.....


......Then everything I needed to write came flooding onto the paper.



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