Saturday, August 27, 2011
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
The press had been photographing me all week, and I felt I was on the crest of a wave that would transform my modeling over the next few years. I could take on the world *evil grin*. We arrived at the hotel and I got checked in. After putting my things in order, I decided to go and relax by the pool. I took Blu with me and left the room. "what a fantastic way to spend the afternoon" I said to myself.
I was lying by the pool sipping a Martini and reading all the press cuttings about my new stardom and at the same time trying not to let everything get into my head (but honestly that wasn't working); when a young couple came up to me. They coughed nervously to get my attention.
"excuse me" they said, professing a camera, "would you mind? we'd love a photograph"
I smiled at them.
"1 minute here and they already want snapshots of me who said stardom wasn't a bliss" I thought to myself
"oh certainly" I replied my voice filled with utmost pride.
Standing up and grinning I preened myself and flipped my hair backwards "where do you want to take it" I asked "just here would be nice" they said
I stood with my back to the pool and gave the best model pose I could possibly imagine "this is going to be so hot" I thought. I already started imagining it on the front cover of a magazine and the amount of press cuts I would see on the papers; when suddenly, to my surprise, I noticed they were looking confused. They whispered to themselves. Instead of pointing the camera at me, I realized they were holding it towards me.
"sorry" the husband said "but we were hoping that you would take our photograph". "I'm Paul and this is my wife, Denise what's your name? ~_^!
F@BOL0U$I+Y: Thoughts Of You........: " I lay on my bed and watched the stars............... I remember when we used to do this together. how you'll hold my hand and rub i..."
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how you'll hold my hand and rub it against your cheek; you made me feel really special
we would fall asleep doing that and then the next morning we'd be in such a hurry because we'd forget we had work. When we get back we'll have dinner at the Centro Vinotica restaurant at 7th Avenue, South NYC. I loved the way you stared at me when we were at dinner, it made me shy.
We had been dating for 4 years and I wondered when you were going to propose to me. I didn't want to push it so I decided not to say anything about it. "we'll have a family someday love" you'll always say but someday seemed like forever.......
I introduced you to my parents and we had dinner and lunch dates a few times you even went golfing with Dad. Mum began to ask me "sweets when is David gonna make the announcement?"
"what announcement?" I'd say pretending like I didn't know what she was talking about. She'd scowl at me but drop it.
Another year went by and still, you hadn't proposed. One day, precisely July 19th, 2009, you brought home some bad news. You were moving to Denver, Colorado. It was miles away from New York. That night we didn't go out for dinner rather we argued and I slammed the door in your face. That night you slept on the couch and I cried through the night. The next morning, I left early for work while you were still asleep because I didn't want to talk about what happened the night before.
At work, I couldn't concentrate. I closed from work early because I was exhausted. When I got home, I parked the car on the driveway. As I locked the car, I searched my bag for my keys. I looked up and there you were standing in front of me holding a bouquet of the most beautiful roses I had ever seen. I smiled and ran into your arms to hug you. Tears streamed down my cheeks.
That night we sat down and talked about your promotion, you seemed really excited about it and I knew it would be selfish of me to ask you not to take the offer. So we decided on how we'd be keeping in touch. The agreement was perfect. We were both going to take turns to come around during the weekends. Finally you let me in on the worst part of the promotion..... you were leaving in two weeks. I was heartbroken but I decided we were going to work it out. From time to time, I helped you put your things together; although in my heart I wished you weren't leaving. I cheered myself up with the fact that I was going to be seeing you at weekends.
Time passed, 2 weeks went by and finally it was time for you to go. I dragged your luggage to the booth and slammed it shut. As I looked into your tear-filled eyes, I knew we were thinking about the same thing "I'll miss you".
*PLEASE NOTE HERE THAT THEY WHERE NOT BREAKING UP. HE ONLY GOT TRANSFERED TO DENVER COLORADO WHICH IS ABOUT 1 DAY AND 3 HOURS FROM NEW YORK (A PROMOTION TO BE PRECISE) THEY ARE STILL DATING. ITS JUST THAT THAT THE DISTANCE WAS YOU KNOW....... GREAT ='(*
I kissed you like never before and you held me so tight in your arms. Before you left, you whispered the words "I love you" in my ears; but "I love you more" I thought to myself. You got into your car and waved good-bye. I watched as you pulled out of the driveway and disappeared into the distance. I was sad. Through out the week, we talked on the phone, through Facebook, Skype, e.t.c. By the 1st weekend, I was off to Denver, Colorado to see you. I screamed and ran into your arms the moment I saw you . I was sooo excited. The weekend as I planned was a blast!!. You took me to this really nice restaurant for dinner, we had ice-cream, went shopping, took pictures, went on a boat ride.... and the list goes on.
Finally the weekend was over I had to go back to New York 'cause of work.
The next weekend you came over, we had fun in New York as always, we went to see a movie and did all sorts. the weekend was over and you also had to go back to Colorado 'cause of work. We carried on with our weekend tradition for about 2-3 months and then finally one day,..................................... TO BE CONTINUED
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
F@BOL0U$I+Y: think of a title for me =): " I stood on the porch and watched him drive away 'yes' I said under my breath it was time. I threw off my pj's and grabbed my ..."......
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I threw off my pj's and grabbed my towel to take a shower. It was 11:15pm and I had a party by 12:00am. I had to hurry; Manny was coming to get me in a bit; oh yea i almost forgot Manny is my boyfriend, we've been dating for about 5 months now but honestly I can bet a thousand bucks that I'll dump him very soon and yeah I always dump every guy i date =) *evil grin* anyway I got outta the shower and hurried to dress up. I was still struggling to get my new prada shorts on when I heard the car horn. KMT!! Manny was here. I forcefully pulled the shorts on and tried to get my make up on in time.
By 12:05am, I was done and I and Manny were on our way. It was horrible seating next to him in the car; he kept playing this really lousy music and he smelt really funny "maybe I'll dump him this night" I thought or on second thought "I'll dump him after he drops me off at home so I dont get to ride the bus home" =) we got to the party and I hurried to get out of the car. In a funny but at-the-same-time daft way, I did not want my friends to see me with Manny most especially cause he smelt awful (like he just got out of a fish tank) *yuck!* but what a lousy thought because before I could take another step my at-that-moment-pathetic-boyfriend shouted "wait up BILKISU" oh myyy God! I hated that name and the lousy accent he used when he was calling me he sounded like he was singing a high-pitched note. By the way did I mention tha fact that I'm Nigerian; yep! thats why I have that name, moved to the states some time ago ok to be precise about 15yrs ago when dad got transferred and when it was time for me to start school my mum was soo ashamed of my name; she told my teachers my name was "billy" #AWKWARD cuz billy is totally a guys name. I remember my teacher staring at my mum with a confused look as she repeated the name "billy?' "yes billy!" my mum replied with her "naija accent" i remember being so embarassed. anyway back to the party.................................. TO BE CONTINUED