bohemians among us...

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now that it very clear that i don't play by the rules made by others...hell i even break my own rules sometimes...its called "the down for whatever syndrome" and it feels so great but you got to be careful not to get hurt or caught or caught up...i almost got caught up in the shenanigans once...but i got away unscathed-you got to be careful and smart...if you get caught up or scared you can only hope that you have a soft spot to lean on...something or some one to sooth you back to the land of the living...some one who's always got your back. whatever happens its good to know that:

1. your not the first person in that situation.someone else including yourself can help you get out of it.so try not to panic!

2. bad thing are only as bad as you make them seem. chill out-give it time;you will figure some thing out...even better; it(the situation) will figure its self out.

3. always keep your head above water and gamble wisely (even love is a gamble)

i feel its necessary to make it known that i spent the better part of my evening engaging in some candle light sqanqing (we had a black out and everybody was bitching but i was one happy camper! the only thing that would have been better is some candle light sqanqing followed by some hot steamy bonking! hehehe-bonking...)...that was sooooo gooood-plus i watched the episodes of family guy where stewie beats the crap out of Brian over 50bucks! and the one where they kill bugs bunny(somebody had to do it-that goddamn rabbit is a psycho!) and i was so stoned- it was so hilarious...the last time i laughed so hard: i was on sheesha at this wild party! I'll do it over and over...
the better news is that i made it to my class, which by the way was a make up class-do i smell commitment to the course!!! anyhow I'm looking forward to later when me and my pals will be getting really fucked up on some happy drugs...hehehe...will tell you how that goes. better still cannot wait for the game tomorrow: Kenya vs Nigeria... (even though i will be hanged over as hell!)yap last and most amazing sports event this year...everybody is attending!!! do not miss out!!!

thought of the day-seeing that I'm becoming more of a pimp every day (I'm helping people hook up and i cant help myself-what the deuce!);

now more than ever, i strongly believe that we should not be afraid to fall in love because we will get hurt. be careful and guard yourself just don't leave in a shell of fear because you once got burned- it will make you miserable! never rush into a relationship and never rush anyone into a relationship: you will be miserable... try not to be a "sociopathic selfish son of a bitch" or a "crazy hormonal gold digging bitch" (ps;gold diggers are both male or female)because these things come back and bite you in the ass...hehehe...most of all if you are just trying to have some fun without committing, do not send mixed signals: no getting personal, no cuddling, bag your emotions. did i mention no cuddling ...that's why its called a "hit and run"... if you do any of the above and you've just messed up everything!!!
yes so its become clear that though I've been hurt on many counts, I'm not afraid to fall in love; I'm just not ready to play by the rules...and that could cause friction...i think i now see why some of you call me the devil!!

have an awesome weekend,live your life, give the gossips something to make their day(ie; give them a life) go crazy, try not to get scarred for life and be smart... love you loads.

PS: if you have hotter plot than mine halla at me...

xoxo

careless and free...

i'm not the kind to believe that people change...mostly because no one around me ever changes; they try not to cheat on spouses-try to quit smoking-try not to abuse drugs-try to be in a relationship...but it never lasts for long...the good side is that they are not extremist hence they have survived this far while others have fallen into the glaring traps that the devil has so carefully laid for us...

now for a few months i was in a change program; i was clean(free from drugs-alcohol, joint-etc etc), i was doing things in a planned manner... i lasted for months till i started going clinically insane thus decided it way better to be a social misfit/outcast...the feeling so cold and stubby i wouldn't have it any other way...i suppose this is why i don't try to change people; unless you ask for my help of course, and i don't believe that people change.if he beats u-it never gonna change. if she cheats-its never gonna change, if he worships the ground his boys walk on-the boys will always come before you for life. take it or leave it... that's what i believe and the faster we come into terms with this the easier our lives will be and the happier we will be...
so speaking of people not changing: i went totally crazy this week...had a totally wild time; abused things at an insane rate...binged on vodka like the end of the world was here!! but today I'm sober but i cant remember the last time i felt this sober because it's so many days ago!!! but the high lights of the week were of course: hanging out with mr. supercock (his name is symbolic) hehehe, hanging out with the boyz and ms. lox made the evening all so heavenly too bad i couldn't go home with her coz i had prior commitment...super commitment i must add...
anyhow i'm still recovering from that week of debauchery.I'm glad to be back to the land of the living(came beck from the longest dry spell ever-it was so bad i had a pick up line that went a lot like the Robbie Williams lyrics: come and hold my hand i want to contact the living...ooohhhh i am back and no longer getting attracted to everyone and anyone just because I'm horny)

thank the lord that I'm feeling normal again... by normal i mean careless and free (i like to live like animals.... talk to you soon...I've got a load of assignment on the other tab...xoxo

it tingles

god i hate the cold weather! i hate having to be in bed alone in the cold, i hate having to walk around in the cold...being single and picky sux...grrrr...on the bright side, i just came from the salon and i got to admit the lady who washed my lox had the touch of a goddess... i almost had a big "O" at sink... maybe its cause I'm in a dry spell but that woman has a magical pair of hand... in fact I'm still glowing...uhhhhhhh...and i still have that tingling feeling going on...
talking of tingling feeling, a certain somebody has been giving them to me... its so bad that every time i see them; the sky turns from gray to azure, i get rejuvenated and the tingles... hot damn...i think i may just erupt in public one of this fine days...uuuhhhh

i am not in love! i just haven't had some in like for ever and its driving me insane!!!

is it me; or do the people you're not remotely interested in tend to be more ambitious than those you're just dying to notice you...uuuhhh (dejected sigh).i mean, realy!! all this people where do they come from-and they also tend to be the most annoying!!! they will not let you sleep or live in peace with their poking and proding...
all the while; the object of all your wild desire is acting all so un-interested in you. its like they don't even know that you exist...i don't know; i'm trying to act all so reserved and stable minded and to be honest i just don't know how long i can keep up the act...
seriously i fear that one of this find day the object of my desires will show up and i will just lose it and end up doing something ridiculous...
uuuhhhh...
i just don't know what to do....

MIDNIGHT CHARMER

It’s getting old
The way you keep breaking into my place
Uninvited; I must add,
The way you sneak around my house
And fumble with my bed room door knob
After which you tip toe to my bed
And smoothly slide in…

It however, never gets old
The way you slide your arms around my belly
And kiss that place behind my ear with your sugar lips
The way your magic hand slide down to my thighs
And pull my lingerie up my curves
The way your hands seem to know their way around me
The way you rock at that magical pace
Not too fast, not too slow
The way you whisper into my ears exactly what you want
That excited look you get when I tell just what I want
That will never get old…
So I’m giving you a key to my place
So you don’t have to break in
But you can sneak around and tip toe
That excites me…

I want to wakeup where you are!

To think that this day had started off so well; what with the train ride, successful day at work and topped off with my fave junk food- hot and spicy. It all looked so promising, till I spent the better part of my evening getting rained on and later got into a mat with an extortionist for a conductor! Then there’s the long walk to my place in high heels, bollocks! And what is this? Did someone drop an ecstasy bomb when I left this morning- all horny couples all over the place saying some nauseatingly sweet things just to get laid! WTF happened here!
As if that’s not bad enough already; I’m now at place with my aching legs perched up the top bank. All I can do is stare at them all the way down my thighs to the point where my black mini skirt begins… this fucking sucks is all I can think to myself; in bed alone on a Friday night listening to TLC’s red light special. So pathetic that I’m just getting horny for no good reason…a red light with no one to give the special to. And what’s this? The Goo Goo Dolls’ slide! Is this play list mocking me, and the song simply goes on! By this time I’m of course getting emotional about the part that goes something like “…I wanna wake up where you are…” what the hell! Does the universe nit understand that I’m alone tonight! And extremely tired I must add… arghhhh

MYSTERY KRISTY

To be completely honest
I seldom understand myself
Why I do the things I do
Why I say the things I say
Why I am the way I am
In all fairness
I don’t expect you
Or any other person
To understand me at all
And it’s only rational
That I don’t pretend to understand you
Or why you do the things you do
Or even act the way you do
Because darling
You are who you are
And that’s who I fell in love with
I wouldn’t dare to change even an inch of you
I’d rather be just friend if I can’t keep up
Than to watch you live in misery
So, in that same spirit
I’ll kindly ask you
To, simply, let me be…