The visit

On the side, I have been having a bit of fun. I fell sick, with Malaria (mosquitoes are plenty in my dorm room), and typhoid (I think its the new restaurant I tried that week). I lost a lot of weight, had to go home. But i returned to school, cos this is my final semester and I cannot afford to let anything tie me down.
My class organized a beach party - I dressed up and went, and had a lovely time. You know what they say about sin being sweet cos of the thrill of escaping discovery? Well, I had more fun bcos I knew no one at home knew. I didn't do anything stupid, like take alcohol or get caught in the corner with any bozo, I just had fun, watching the ocean and enjoying ribbing my classmates. We took tons of pictures.
Anyway, I get back to the dorm with the other girls and switch on my phone (which had been off to prevent my lying) and a call comes in. Melvin is in town! He had mentioned coming to Lagos to see me but I had silently cancelled that ever becoming a reality - he's in the working industry for God's sakes! Unless he's a secret heir to President Obasanjo's fortune, he can't just fly down to see me, and return to work after a few hours. If he could I would ask him to marry me straightaway!
He apparently considered the weekend. He called on Friday. And he said we had Saturday and Sunday to get 'closer'. Hmmmm........ i must admit, I was really nervous.

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Poetic justice, I get the vague feeling u think I'm in high school....I am in the university. I just referred back to when I met Melvin the first time.....

Progress

Jerry is on his industrial training. He calls almost every morning, even took time out twice to see me. It is funny really. Because he actually describes his work, and because we are studying related courses in the university, I can understand what he is saying.
Melvin is also there to consider, and I must say, I like Melvin - a lot. But I like Jerry more cos I can see him at least - we are in the same state. Melvin is so far away - I told him he was a voice on the phone once and he felt bad. What can I say? I cannot pretend its more than it is.

Ben..well, Ben is around now, but he had to go to Abuja, so he isnt in Lagos yet.
Of the three, Ben is the tallest, biggest, and most quiet. I wonder.......

Safe

To be on the safe side, I let him know I dont fancy long distance relationships, and I began to do what I do best - matchmake. I tried to tie him with babes we both knew, at home and abroad. He didn't bite. For the second time in my life, I was stumped at every trial.
I found out how funny, fun-loving, and extremely positive he is. He had been quiet back then and still was. But there's something he kept repeating, maybe unconsciously - the fact that he was a determined person, and he loved challenges. Melvin (not his real name of course) made it a point to know everything about me.

Then I began to like another guy in my school. Jerry is cute and reserved as well. It seems that apart from Mr Xtreme, I like opposites of me - quiet, and very reserved. hmm.....
Jerry and I met through a friend of mine, and we just loved to gist. The day his cousins saw us gisting, they had to come over to introduce themselves. According to them, Jerry talks only in monosyllables. 'Yes', 'No', 'Can't', 'Ok'. But he had been speaking to me for more than five minutes. It was funny really, because I could tell that there were so many sides to Jerry. He chose to show whichever one he felt was right.

Then there was Ben who I had been chatting with for two years. He had been a classmate of mine for a while, but he travelled. We had kept up the friendship. Suddenly, Ben says he's coming to Nigeria in a week's time. Well....He said he wanted to see me, and I told him to call when he landed. hmmmm........

I actually thought I loved Xtreme, but by the second month - April, I had my hands full!

The New Guy

Ok.... there i was, trying to face reality that Mr Xtreme was out of my life forever. I mean, he had literarily blown my mind. He was just what every babe wanted - and I had had him to myself for 8 months! I should just let go. I tried. Hard. Since I am still in school, I had something to keep my mind busy. I tried to concentrate on my books. But there was this new guy on my case - the one I had not communicated with for 8yrs. The one I didn't even remember speaking to back in High school then. I wondered why he kept calling and checking on me - as he put it. He began calling everyday, mailing everyday. We spent hours chatting, and chatting.
Now in Nigeria, calling Mobile phones for two hours straight will MOST DEFINITELY make a big dent in your pocket. After three weeks of this 'attack'. I asked him bluntly. 'What exactly do you want? I told him I had a recent 'past' I was trying to get over. He pretended he hadn't understood what I was trying to get across to him.
He lives up North, I live down South. I became comfortabe he couldn't possibly ask me for a relationship - I am not into long-distance relationships.
But the thot kept nagging me. A guy spends thousands of Naira every week just to 'check on' you morning, day and night (as my brother will say - the guy's investing a lot into your 'business'), and all he says is that he just wants a friend. What do you think?

How it happened

I'll be brief - He just stopped. He stopped calling, coming to see me, and everything. By this time, he had met my Mum, and she had liked him - a lot. Even my brother, who doesn't allow anyone near me unless he likes them, fell for him. But when he stopped, I tried to pretend it was ok. But you know what they say - those that are closest to you can always tell when something is wrong.

By March ending, I just gave up. Sent him a text. It was over. Pronto. I was realistic enough to see that. Now he's asking for my forgiveness, wanting to come back, but I ain't no fool. Not with what i have now.
Meanwhile..... I met this guy again online after ....um.....8yrs. We attended the same high school, but he was two yrs ahead of me. I had actually met him again before I got swept away by Mr. Xtreme. He's my exact opposite - quiet, too quiet - or so I thought. Besides, back in high school I don't think I ever said a word to him. He was always too quiet. When he asked for my phone number, I asked him why he wanted it. I didn't see what he needed it for, since we were barely friends. I hadn't the faintest clue however, of what the future was gonna be like.

Bringing you up to date

Well...
I should have started this blog since March, when things started to go rocky. I will just brush up on the past, for a little bit, before concentrating on the present. Right now not much is happening - exams are just a week away, so I might not have time to blog everyday.
PAST: I met a cool dude online in July last year. He was not so stranger-like, since he was a friend of a friend. It was love at first site - or so I thought, for me anyway. He's 6ft6in tall, dark and handsome, with a sense of humor to go with it (the typical TDH factor). Let's call him Xtreme. Xtreme, fell for my wit online, then when we met, he asked me out. We started dating not long after that - in August. He was so into me, I kept asking him for a long time - What exactly did he see? Because I am 5ft3in, a bit on the chubby side, while he was always being pestered by models and women EVERYWHERE. It didn't matter to some that I even existed. I guess I finally agreed to enter a relationship with him because - I didn't believe my luck. I stated before we started dating how antique I was on the issue of sex - I wanted that special part of me kept till that special night, after the wedding. He promised the whole world, planned our trip out of the country. I met his family - his sisters, aunts and uncles, and cousins. It was a dream really, because when we split, only one of them bothered to ask me what happened.
I guess everything still boils down to the physical for the higher male animals, because, after seven months of bliss, sex suddenly became an issue. I almost gave in. Almost.
I gave him an ultimatum - if I agree, there will be no turning back for either of us. That caught him in his tracks. As rapidly as he rushed me into the relationship, he cut off from me. After a month, I stopped asking what was wrong and started thanking God I didn't give in, because I realised that this would have been the end result anyway.