Nna, my own must come!

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Hello Lovies,

How have you been? I've been doing great, thanks for asking. Sooooo many beautiful things to celebrate and be grateful for in this month of October. Multiple birthdays of very special people, parties -owambe and the takasufe types; new purchases..etc... in short sha, God buttered my agege bread plenty times this month!
That's all about me. So what happened to you this month? Any interesting news, gist? You know I want to hear about your escapades and all. While you are trying to figure out if you wanna share or not, let me give you my own gist.

You know how like 2 weeks ago I mentioned now being the "victim" of love? My people, this love is shacking me no be small. Let me not drag a long story sha but let me give you some background info. I just sat down one day and was like God, this 2013 is gradually coming to an end o, and no husband dearest in sight (forget all that boyfriend runs; me, i'm going straight for the jugular). I was getting a little worried and a tad unhappy about it. I have everything else a woman could want except the second layer of icing on the cake (the 1st layer is the gift of life). Now, before all my 22nd century feminist come and start yarning this or that, abeg to each his own o. If you want to go through your life without the other sex as your companion, lover, bestie, champion, support system, baby daddy, love, fan, voltron, etc, that's your own o. If you are very content being a nun, or using a vibrator for the rest of your life, or just sampling buffet after buffet of the opposite sex, then biko na your wahala be that. I no fit shout abeg but me o, I want a man. Yes, I talk am. I WANT A MAN. Simple as ABC.

So sha, back to my talk before i digressed, I was talking to God about this man issue thing and next thing I know the men just started coming out of the woods. Habaaaaaaa!! But you know what, na all manner of men BUT the one I desire. There were old toasters (even the one I had sheped\cursed for), short ones sef (my mum said, Savannah, abeg let this short one go before people start calling you guys David and Goliath), even broke ones that asked me to buy plane tickets or contribute to their ticket fee, even one that claims to be spiri-koko aka man of God who blatantly lied and then said (sweerie, don't let this little lies of mine come between us). When I say all manner, I truly mean all manner. This got me even more depressed.

I am of the firm believe though that when God want's to do something, that's when you have deflectors like I did with this men. I remain firm and focused, and will not settle for the one my heart does not want.

For like the last week or two, there has been a youtube video circulating the web, of a newly wed couple doing their grand entrance at their reception venue. I watched the video and I fell in love with the love and ease between this bride and groom. (note, I said the love between them, and not the couple themselves). From the video, I could tell this two are in love, and not only that, they are actually friends who also seem to be excited about spending the rest of their lives together.
You do know that not everyone is happy to be getting married on their wedding day right? .......just saying.
Although, we all know to never judge a book by its cover I am willing to bet that in this case the cover matches the content. I pray that if this is what true love looks like, then I want it as well. Enjoy their video here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a0P4p41KhKo

May God grant us our heart's desires. My own must come!

My love shacking story continues in my next post!

-Savannah




All dem boys! Introduction.

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Hallos and welcome to my blog! There's nothing much to talk about but "boys"! or in this case since we are all grown, let's refer to them as "men, or guys". I'm creating this blog for my own private thoughts, experiences, documentation, not for the public but if it eventually becomes good enough to share with the outside world then hey.... enjoy it.

This whole thing birthed from my love to keep diaries. I'm not very good at having in-depth one on one love type conversations with a guy in person so I like to write notes, letters, to my men. (to my friend Tayo, can you see now that this is just who I am? so stop harassing me to share stuff with you).
I think I am this way because I'm afraid of rejection. You know it's kind of awkward to pour your heart out to a guy and he just seats there staring at you or you send him an IM like "I'm so crazy about you", or "I miss you", or "can we have lunch or dinner" and you can see he read it at so so time, which was hours ago but he doesn't respond. You then start to feel like a mumu or an odenson. But because love is shacking you, you will still come back the next day and type "I miss you". SMH...

I'm afraid of situations like that because I'm an offender myself, in fact serial offender sef.  I've done this countless times with guys who tell me "Savannah, you are shacking me, my love for you is doing me kung fu in my heart, I think of you when I eat, when I sleep, when I'm in class, when I see any other woman.....infact, I can't function without you in my life". Me, I just sit there politely and do the awwws and eeeyas, and the "you're so sweet, or thank you". I leave that meeting feeling like a jerk for just 5 minutes and then I forget about them entirely. Although, I must confess some of them do need to be forgotten about though 'cos their so called love has the life span of 30 seconds max!. Awon alakori............they want to come and get some. Do I look like i'm in primary 2? ehn?. Hisssss...

Anyways, back to our conversation o jare; I just found myself going from offender to now offender and victim. How on earth did I manage to find myself in this predicament? Thank you for asking. I know you are just as curios as I am. Ofofo is worrying you. hehehehehe See you next time.


***Love is a beautiful thing.