Hi people, yes am alive! Wow! it has been a hell of a ride, so much to share with ya'll. Please keep it Story-Brook for more. Soon enough I will tell you everything. . In the meanwhile am home, nursing and changing diapers... Yes darling I know, so much to tell you since Alex. And I'll tell you how my single status is under threat once again, the good kind this time. Toodles! and see ya soon.,

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THE UNEXPECTED VISITOR

Okay, i know that this has got nothing to do with anything, but i just feel like i have to share this tormenting experience i had last night. Am usually a very jumpy person, i am one of those people who will jump out of my seat and scream out loud if anything brushed the hairs on the back of my neck. I naturally detest things that crawl or fly, am scared of them and they give me a weird feeling of helplessness. Whether they are bugs, snakes or any animal that crawls or flies, with the exception of birds of course, they are adorable.
Last night i waz watching the latest celebrity apprentice and munching on a piece of chicken then i thought i should visit the loo. I don't know how it happened that a huge grasshopper got into my bathroom, am clueless considering the windows were closed. I know you think it was a cute baby grasshopper, no sweety, it waz humongous, the size of a bird, you could clearly see it's eyes, it was ugly i cannot stress that enough, black spots and it made me quiver. So after doing the deed i lean over the sink to wash my hands and at this perfect moment the grasshopper decides to fly around the bathroom in a rage. Aside from that time a huge cockroach landed on my sheets, this was a petrifying moment for me. I understand that it's cold and animals just fly in through human beings' doors for warmth, but could you maybe hide when you do so i don't have to see you and freak out? So after managing to run out the bathroom in a scare, the animal lands on the towel that i was just about to wipe my hands with, i was so scared i managed to squeeze in a little girls' scream, i couldn't go back in so i just left the door open, turned off the lights and went to bed, hoping that come morning it would have gotten tired and found it's way of out my dwellings. I was so wrong.
So in the morning i make my way to take a bath and guess who is still lurking on th door of my bathroom? yes the ugly grasshopper, i was starting to think it was a sign from God that am gonna get a visitor or something, so still scared, i decided to splash some water on it hoping it would scare away, it didn't, one lesson, if a grasshopper is seemingly asleep, there's nothing you can do to wake it up, the only thing would be to wait it out, or kill it. Being as huge as it was, i couldn't think of how i could kill such a creature that was mounting on my door, it seemed so perfectly created but looked scary to me, like it would bite me the first chance it gets, let's face it, animals are not our "friends", things change rapidly when you appear threatening to them, so killing it was out of the question, could imagine it's fluids spreading out on my door and my face and all over my clothes, i couldn't do it. So i rushed into the bathroom lest it throws a fit like last night again, i needed to get to work fast coz i was running outta time. so as i turned to lock my door i saw it outside on my wall, stretching out it's legs and wings like it had clearly woken up from a slumber. I only see this in horror movies, but this morning i was the one trying to lock my door and couldn't get a grip on my keys well enough to get my door locked. I was in a lotta hurry in praying that this grasshopper doesn't come to work with me too. But i left it on my wall, i don't know if am going to find it at the same spot i left it this morning, but i hope to God i won't, coz if i do, am calling in the big guns, which is my gate keeper.

Morning God

I need to start this chapter by admitting that i have negleted my readers for the past few weeks, for that i apologise and i ask that we please move on and not dwell on it much. You might be asking yourselves if i have been getting busy, we all know what kinda "busy" we are talking about here. The answer is natta, zero, nothing, no, nop, i don't know whta you are talkin' about. I just didnt have have anything on my mind to blog about, sue me.

Okay, so we all have those nights when the alarm goes off and we curse, threaten to break the alarm clock against a wall, wishing we didn't have to wake up, for me, it's not because i still wanna enjoy my sleep, i get frustrated when the alarm turns into a noisy bitch right in the middle of a romantic dream when you are running right into the arms of that fine man you only dream of, that is the moment you see my crazy when i start hitting the clock with a pillow, then i ask God why he just had to do that, like really God? It's bad enough you denied me the chance of a a perfectly good man in real life, you deny me one in my dreams too?

Then the next night you get another dream that you are rich and you are dwelling in money, this is the time that am broke and i have to bite my nails because i can't afford food. In the morning the "bitch" goes off on me and i wake up in my bed when i had just been dreaming about dining with Beyonce and Jay Z, am like really God, you couldn't just let me have this one? hold on to the time for a few before releasing it, just let me eat something? these are my special crazy morning moments with God,,, nothing can change that.

I know that all these don't have a thing to do with me or you being single but i hope you get the point. Sometimes i wanna go to bed and never wake up, simply because my dreams are cozier than my real life. I don't wanna be dead so shut your mouth, i just don't wanna log off from that dream.

MUMMY!

Sometimes i lay on my bed deep in the night engrossed in deep thoughts, it's not about what i wanna wear to work the next day or how much i should send my mum this end month, no, i think about a companion, like how it would feel like to have someone lie there next to me, would i be bored and so grossed out by their snorring ad wanna shoot myself, or would i love it, the warm body next to me, the feeling of security from a man i trust and love? Sometimes i try to picture how my soulmate is like, wherever he is, snorting coke, on top of another woman, fishing, running, 6 foot under, wherever. He would be tall, handsome, charming, loving, generous, respectful, but let's face it, he's probably some egotistical jerk who has no respect for anyone else, is selfish and irresponsible, why would i be in a hurry to meet this asshole, please God, take your time, make him crawl if you can, i could be old with my eyesight and hearing aid lost when he gets here so i don't have to deal with the fella, i mean what is he gonna do, right?

Time flies, my age would tell you that, a few more months and al be climbing up the ladder into the limelight of the womanhood. My mum doesn't tell me, but i know she thinks, 'why isn't my daughter meeting anyone or getting married, is there something wrong with her?' Just the other day she called me telling me that my cousin was pregnant and had met someone already, i was like 'oh good for her, let's see how that goes'. Well i have got news for you mummy, i meet a lot of people, they just dont have what i want, yes and she would also tell me that my being picky will eventually leave me lonely and alone as i grow old, thinking she might be right on that one. But i get bored fast, and when i do, i run, or i just stop picking your calls and returning your texts, so i have to make sure that when i meet this dude, he's someone am immensely attracted to and won't get bored with him faster than lightning, that's just it. I do not like pressure am not a fan, and al never be. It's pressure from family and friends that make us think irrationally, it makes you marry the wrong guy just because he's convenient enough, it makes you get pregnant when you are not ready with some womaniser you feel nothing for, then afterwards it turns you into a bitter, selfish and a bad mother. So yes, i will wait, no matter how long it takes, when he gets here, i will know, and so will you, assuming we'll still be friends, and assuming that's what we are now... Happy Singlehood.

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ALEX!

At many a times my singlehood is threatened. It doesnt matter how because i know that's what you are asking, whenever you meet someone new your fear is that you are going to loose your your freedom, freedom to do whatever you want, whenever you want. In the singlehood state it is mandatory to be social, if you wanna meet someone interesting that is, go out with friends, drink, eat, dance, get loose...but not to loose. Go for a book club or a cooking class, p.s, if you meet a guy in the latter, he's a keeper, assuming he's not gay, or you know, do whatever it is that puts a smile on your face. Of course i wouldnt be preaching without trying any of these methods, let's be clear, am not looking, and i wasn't looking, it's more about having fun and seeing if i still "got it".I decide to get a membership at a particular Gym close to home, to tone the abs, let's just assume that i have them. Lately i have been diving in the bottle a lot and i have realised that there's an alien growing in my belly that needs to extracted.This particular evening after work i head to the Gym, anxious and excited, it's been a while since i worked out despite the fact that i have the perfect body...um-um! But that's besides the point. A lotta women are scared of lifting weights, apparently coz they don't wanna look too much like a dude, so they go for aerobics instead. Personally, i think it doesn't hurt to try both of these. So i head on for the aerobics class, after which my instructor advises that if i wanna loose the alien, i have to do crunches, sit-ups and other sorts of exercises, cant remember what they are called. My instructor (Alex) is what some of you might call buff or whatever one word terminologies there are for dark, handsome, tall and well-built males.Yes, he is appealing to the eye, but am not about to go there, i don't pounce on everything that moves, am not a beast! Not only is Alex interesting, he's also interested in me. Not every gym instructor looks at you suggestively with sexy ass eyes and touches you tenderly, "this is not good" i say to myself. I don't know about all of you, but there are just some things that you have to try really hard not to do, like locking lips with a sexy dude who has hard rock abs, wants you so badly and vice versa. At the end of my gym session, i can't help but smile, i always got it, Thank you Alex for being my test subject, in a way. Caution: DO NOT TRY THIS IN THE GYM OR IN THE OFFICE, THIS IS ONLY FOR THE STRONG HEARTED AND THOSE THAT CAN HOLD IT IN.