MIA.... again

Been MIA for a little bit… well, alots been going on… was dealing with some family stuff to deal with, went back home to the states to visit my fam and then been trying to settle in to this new job and classes and coursework has been crazy lately… sometimes I don’t know how I do it… been meeting some new people lately, and been truly starting to enjoy London… and trust me I have to complaints!!!

Going home was great, its always great to see my family regardless of the circumstances of why I have to be there… anyway, the gist of things is that my dad needed to have an operation, and it was a major operation and I wanted and needed to be there… it was hard seeing my dad in the hospital, especially right after the surgery, but within a few days of the operation, he was up and about and getting back to normal, and to say that I am beyond grateful that everything was a success is an understatement. He was still in the hospital when I left, but they discharged him from the hospital the after I left, and he’s doing quite well. As for the rest of my family, it was great seeing them… my nephews and niece are so grown, they grow up so fast… I look forward to being around in the states next year so I can be around them more… my siblings are great, and of course when I arrived in the states, it was as if I’d never left, with them ordering me around and sending me on errands… I guess some things don’t change and I’m not sure I want them to… everyone knows their place in my family!

Back to London life, and my list of clubs to visit… this last weekend, one of my friends and I went to this club called Aura… the club was ok, the music was cool, but some of the people in the club were quite entertaining… this one white girl in a black mini skirt felt it was necessary to do a split on the dance floor and then bounce up and down while in the split, so unladylike and uncute, I had to no words for that… then there were these two black girls who apparently thought they were putting on a show and we over the top… but I guess you can’t blame them… although the club was ok, I won’t be heading back there … the door man was being blatantly racist and was trying to make my friend and I pay although we were on the guest list, while he didn’t enforce that same rule to the groups of white or mixed girls… I mean I know racism still exists, but it still shocks me when I experience it in such a blatant manner. I clearly told the doorman what I thought of his little rule and how it was obvious what he was doing and that I didn’t need to get into this club cause there are tons of other clubs in Mayfair that I would have a good time at… after a few minutes he changed his so called rule and let us in free, I was already irritated at that point which put a damper on the evening…

Why in the hell did I decide that I need another degree, I’m so tired of school and the master’s program that I am in... one day I’ll go thru all the issues that exist with the program that I am, but I’ll wait til after I get my degree, cause I’m trying to jinx myself… anyways, just been busy working on an assignment that’s due in a few days… I had about 2 months to do it, but of course I waited til the last moment, but what else is new…

Work is work… but at least I like my new job…so far!!!

the weekend gist...

Well, the weekend was good… actually great, to tell you the truth… Friday night went to a club in the west end called Kabaret… it was okay, not exactly what I was expecting, but the entire evening was entertaining to say at the very least. The train ride to get to the west end was full of weirdos that were apparently drawn to me and my friend, S… anyways, S is here for a few days from the states, so I wanted to show her a good time… so the night started off pretty normal, but as we started our journey to the west end, the night took a strange turn… first we got on the train and there was this weird white guy that got on the train with us and proceeded to sit next to me… and tried to carry on a conversation when it was more than obvious that I was not trying to pay him any intentions… he was making on kinds of comments and at one point turned to me and asked ‘can we sing now’… WHAT??? Ok, so I closed my eyes and pretended I was taking a nap, but this guy had the nerve to ‘wake’ me up when he was getting off the train to get me to come with him??? Anyways, he finally gets off the train and then just our luck another weirdo gets on the train, this one was an average looking Asian guy… he sits next to my friend, S, and proceeds to start talking to her… and making dance moves… it was the funniest thing I’d seen in a long time, I couldn’t contain my laughter it was too much… so our stop finally was here, we ran off the train asap… as soon as we got thru the barrier and was headed outside, some random white guys see my friend and I, and starts hopping around, clapping his hands and singing Rihanna’s Please Don’t Stop the Music… now this was hilarious… the rest of the night was cool… we finally found the club and we went in… the club was cool, the music was ok, not as good as L promised me it would be… but you know clubs are unpredictable… we finally made it home at like 4 something and boy was a tired…

Saturday, we went to the Camden Markets, which I’d never been to, but it was amazing!!! There was so many shops and amazing things to see and buy… managed to get some things for my sisters and brothers and a really nice leather jacket for myself… been trying to get this jacket for weeks, but hadn’t found one that fit me perfectly til Saturday… it was a really good buy… after that we headed to Oxford circus to do some shopping and meet up with one of S’s friends… the afternoon was cool… later on we went to this club in Paddington, although I had decided I wouldn’t be visiting that club for a while cause it was a sure thing that I would run into TA there cause that’s his spot and he’s there every weekend, I decided to go after one of my male friends convinced me it would be fun and since one of our friends was having a party there, we had a table and everything, I decided it was worth it… I got dressed to the tee and I was looking good, knowing I would run into the dreaded ex… it would be the first time we’ve seen each other since we split… anyways, I was dancing my life away in the VIP section, when I looked over and saw TA, at first wasn’t sure what to do, so I kept dancing… after a few I went to the bathroom to do a makeup check and then I headed over towards him to say hello… but I ran into his best friend first, B… B is an amazing guy, so down to earth and easy to get along with… anyways, he was happy to see me to, so we gisted for a few minutes. B asked me if I was truly happy with my decision about TA and all and I told him that TA wasn’t willing to make small compromised to make me happy and I couldn’t live with that, and he said he understood and that he knew what type of person TA was… anyways, B encouraged me to go speak to TA… so I went up to TA, and well he acted just like I expected… he gave me a hand shake and said ‘how are you’... and I was like, I don’t even get a hug and he said why would that matter, and there truly wasn’t much else for me to say, so I said ‘I guess it doesn’t matter’ and turned around and walked away… and that was that… went back to talk to B, and told him that TA is still being an a$$... so its whatever… B and I gisted some more and then I went about dancing and mingling and doing my thing… B didn’t really know how things with TA and I ended cause he was in the states when it happened, but I gave him a quick run down… anyways, he was like keep in touch… which I plan on doing cause there’s no reason he and I can’t be friends… anyways, I was glad I finally saw him and got that out the way… anyways, the music was great that night at the club, and there was a lot of cute guys… the night was really good… had a good time, everything that run in with TA wasn’t enough to ruin my mood or the evening… I had a blast dancing, flirting and just chilling… didn’t get home til past 5 am… it was definitely a good night!!!

Of course there’s more gist about why the night was so great :-), but this post is getting to be long… I’ll continue in my next post…

finding the right spot...

So… the next couple of weeks are gonna be fun… at least I hope so, I’m on a mission to get into some London’s hottest night clubs and find my new hangout spot… I’ve narrowed my list down to 12 places that I must visit before the summer ends… now that may seem like a long time, but the issue is that several of them are known for particular days, there are about 4 or 5 that great on Saturday… and 4 that are great on Friday nights, and the other are random days of the week or special event type places… and I seriously doubt that I will be going over EVERY Friday and Saturday… to be more realistic, I’ll probably go out once during the week and either on Friday or Saturday night (unless I have friends visiting, then its every night they’re in town for :-))… and its starting this weekend… heading out to check this club that my ex, L, told me about a while ago… since I’m on the topic of L (ok, not really a smooth transition, but whatever… btw, ‘But Whatever’ is my new saying… when I’m done with something or tired of dealing with it, I say my peace and end it with ‘but whatever’… ) ok, anyways, back to L… L’s in Nigeria for about a week and a half and well I miss him… not miss him like that, but miss him in the sense that he’s my email buddy, always has been for years ever since we dated back in 2004… its always a nice distraction when I’m emailing L… and my other recent email buddy is between contract jobs, so I can’t email him all days and expect him to sit in from of his computer at home for the sole purpose of replying to me email (I mean I could expect that, but I have a feeling I would be disappointed cause I doubt he’d do it… lol)… anyways, since he’s been going for a week, I’ve emailed him a fews, the first two times was cause I forget he wasn’t around and was wondering why I didn’t see him church and to find out why he hadn’t emailed me… anyways, I realized that when he moves to Nigeria at the end of the year, chances are he probably won’t be my number one email buddy again, unless he gets a good IT job in Nigeria which will allow him to sit in front of the computer and still email me (that would be ideal for me!) otherwise I’ll have to get a new email buddy… I mean I could just walk around the office, but that obviously says ‘I’m not working’ where as emailing people all day can make you appear as though you are working diligently at your desk… well expect for the random burst of laughter that I am prone to having… my email buddies send me the most random and funny things… and my email buddies in the states are 5 hours behind, so that leaves me bored all morning (now that L isn’t around and my other email buddy in London isn’t working at the moment)… I know, I could just do some work to make the time pass by… but Y would I do that??? no, but seriously I actually get a lot of work done between my emails… its amazing how I can multitask when I need to, but some how be completely clueless of my multitasking skills when its not an urgent or relevant matter…

Anyways, I’m rambling… back to my search for the right hangout spot… as I said it starts tonight, and although its raining quite hard at the moment as I look out the window, I don’t care… the rain can’t stop me J… besides, I’ve managed to stay in a good mood despite the fact that I only managed to get about 5 hours of sleep last night cause I went out and about… there’s still something about walking thru Piccadilly circus and Leicester Square at night time with all the lights and people around that fascinates me…. I’m off to focus for these last couple of hours at work before I go running out the door to find a killer outfit for tonight :-) …

I'm Good

Parade of pity… well no thanks… every time someone asks me, oh how’s TA doing, hope things are going well with you two and then I respond, oh we’ve gone our separate ways, they always say sorry or I’m sure you’ll find someone else and so on and so on… and I reply, no need to be sorry, I’m not… I’m not looking for a pity party, by all means I’ve had my fair share of break up and pity parties (which I normally welcomes to get my mind off things), but this time around, no thanks… I don’t need or want a pity party cause I think that things worked out the way they were suppose to and I have no regrets… I’ve been meeting so many new people lately and making time to hang out with the friends that I had slowly abandoned once I got into my relationship with TA… not typically me, but I was just got sucked into the relationship, which I guess should have been another sign… anyways, I’ve been to a few new places that I’d never even heard of, and probably wouldn’t have ever had a chance to go to in my previous situation…. Now TA and I didn’t end on the best of terms, actually we were both a bit upset, but there’s nothing I can do about that now… and while I’m good (as Kanye would say), I’m not going to pretend that my entire relationship with TA was bad or horrible, that would be a straight up lie… obviously there were enough good times, hence the reason we were together… and granted I haven’t seen him or spoken to him since we split, but I’m sure the day will come when we’ll run into each other… and when that time comes, I hope we can smile and chat like friends do, but if not then I at least hope that we can exchange pleasantries and then go out separate ways with no unnecessary drama… I honestly would like to be friends with TA, but I doubt he’d go for that… especially not now… maybe in the future… either way, I don’t like burning bridges, and as I said there were plenty of things about TA that I fancied so I’m not going to be bad mouthing him, despite some of the very unpleasant things that he did… aside from that I felt like we had built a good friendship with our relationship, so maybe one day we can be friends again, but til then I’m good… at the same time I’m not gonna deny that some times, random things remind me of him or that I don’t think about him, especially when I lay my head down to go to sleep at night, that he doesn’t cross my mind, but for me I expected that, what I didn’t expect was that it doesn’t make me cry… I would have normally expected a tear or two, but I’ve got nothing, which if nothing else is a self check that I made the best decision for me at the time…


Last night I when to a Soca club in central London… the music was great, the dancing was energetic and amazing and I just had a really good time… hadn’t danced like that in ages and it felt good to just go out dancing with some friends… not looking for a man or anything of the sort, just hanging with the girls and having a good night… and while I had a great time, I sure did regret it this morning when my alarm went off at 6:45am and I had to get up for work after like 4 hours of sleep…. I am on my second cup of coffee and its not even 10am yet… going out again to night with a different friend, going to get some drinks and then heading into the city to see what’s happening…

Life goes on and I only have two options… sit back and regret over what’s happened and let life pass me by or get on with my life knowing that I did what I thought was best for me… well if you can’t tell, I’m getting on with life and enjoying myself in London… so one of my friends is coming to visit from April 7th til the 16th, then I’m leaving with her and going to the states on the 16th til the 25th, then one of my best buddies is coming to visit from April 30th til the 5th of May, then my sister and her friend come at the end of May… even if I wanted to be sad, I don’t have the time, between making new friends, catching up with old ones, having my friends and sister coming to visit me, school, my new job (I’ll write more about my new job later) and exploring the social scene in London… so as I said.. I’m good