Why me?

Shrink! I really want to understand somethings. Like why people just ask me anything, and feel justified that I should know. The other day a chick I barely know was asking me where to buy good tyres. I replied her spontaneously, then asked her why she thought I would knw, and she said she just felt it. I let her go - she hadn't even remembered my name, but had traced my dorm room by department. And I only just started driving. Even i didn't know I knew where to buy tyres. Can somebody herlp me out here? Cos I get all sorts of questions all the time.
"What do you think I should wear to the party I'm going for tomorrow? Don't tell me you don't do parties, just tell me what is best!"

"My boyfriend slapped me yesterday. He's at fault. What should I do?"

"I might be pregnant. My period is due and I havent seen it. What should I do?"

"What should I buy for my brother's birthday?"

"Where can I get baby wear in the market?"

"How do I get to Eko market?"

"I heard some shares are on public offer, which one should I buy? When am I getting my money back?"

"What is the meaning of dividend? When do I get it?"

"Do you think my boyfriend's sister would mind if I insist we go out instead of going to pick her from school?"

There are so many cases where the answer is obvious but they just want ME to say it. Coupled with that, I am not up - to - date on fashion and stuff. I'm a retired tomboy, and just started wearing skirts this year. I just started experimenting with make up this year as well. So most of the girl questions are answered automatically but I wonder why the ask me.

survival important! Help!

You like him, he believes every word you say. He's a nice guy, seems to have all the right answers to questions, has a good nutty sense of humour AND understands your jokes (believe me, some guys don't think deep enough to). But he's way over there and you are here. You both communicate via the internet and the phone. Fine, you 'knew' each other a while back - 'knew' being the operating word, but 8 years is a long time and people change.

Ok, you decided to give it a try cos he came over and proposed, how exactly do you carry on a relationship via phone calls and a chat room?

i really want to know 'everything'. I broke up with my ex cos I didnt want to have sex (old - fashioned to the core, right?). This guy's being far away - within the same country anyway, seems a Godsend, but I am so used to hanging out with my bf all the time. Looking back I think I might have demanded too much attention (but I was justified, believe me - my ex turns heads EVERYWHERE cos he's 6ft6ins tall, and a perfect TDH (for y'all that don't know, that stands for tall, dark, and handsome)). HOW WILL I SURVIVE?

has it ever happened to you?

Well, I....it seems I love that word 'well'. Anyway, how did I do it? Let me ask a question: Have you ever done something that you wish you could undo? Something that happened and you were like, "Oh my God! I didn't mean it to happen like this". Something that you know will definitely be misunderstood, by onlookers or the party (ies) involved but there was no rewinding time?
Well that was what happened.
I kept telling this guy that even if it would hurt me, if I didn't feel I was the right wife for him, I was not going to date him, only for this to happen:
I'm chatting with him, and another friend, Martha. I havent called my friend in a long long while, and we hadn't met online for longer still, so she was escastic to hear from me. After all the 'You!'s and 'How could you abandon me like that?'s, we got down to business - see I am a shrink, well, sort of, so I get people asking me what I think and stuff.All the time - even when I don't figure how I seem to be the person to talk to. So there I was chatting up with my paddy and trying to understand the scenario, and on the other hand, asking him how the day was, when I get a call from my Mum.

Being in the vicinity, and knowing I'd miss my free ride home if I delayed too long, I began saying goodbye to Martha and to him. Martha was screaming for my 'blood' cos I got her started and I was running away, so I do what I always did to calm her down - I start telling her 'I love her' no matter the distance and blah blah blah.

In the midst of it I type 'I love you' to him instead.

Then I type 'ouch'.

He just froze. Didn't type anything. I buzzed him, twice, and all he replied with was, 'I'm still here'.

He usually calls in the night - around 1.00 a.m. but he didn't that night. I waited and waited. The next morning I sent him a text explaining the whole situation. THE TRUTH. He replied later in the day, saying he had been wondering what happened, that I sent him that. But he didn't say anything besides that, which, to me sounded like he didn't believe me, but was waiting for the real story.
By Wednesday, I just gave up - when he called in the night, I told him both sides were true - I meant to type that to Martha, and I love him.
ouch.

ok....I quit!

Well, I think I'm guilty of actually blogging in bits and pieces - am sorry for that. I would love to explain how it isn't really my fault and all, but if I transfer the blame to somebody else - y'all wont know the person so I think its better to just say sorry.
And each time I try to refer to the past, and then disappear for a while, the time in-between seems to stretch farther - so, no more flashbacks unless where necessary.

To bring u to the present, I have gotten tired of waiting for NUMBER2, so I have agreed to date NUMBER1. It seems logical to do that because the former hasn't said anything, he just keeps hinting and hinting, while the latter came all the way from Abuja and dropped a marriage proposal.I said yes two weeks Wednesday- 30th Aug to be exact. How did I do it? That is another blog topic!