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The First Kiss. We do meet at the junction of my church most times and after church i just stroll and walk systematically to the jucntion, goose bumps, heart racing and then i see the man that gets me mushy again. In that cool of the evening we were walking together and talking, speaking about what i really can't remember right now but we talked and i enjoyed the time. I must confess that even though i used to feel a bit awkward that i was talking to a guy, I really don't know why but seriously, that was just how i felt then but looking at it,I was cool with him and we were cool too...{on his side}.   After the talk and i was almost approaching my house, we stayed a bit at the junction and we tallked for a while, we waited and we just couldn't leave ourselves, i didn't even want to go anyways. We stayed and hugged, and then hugged and hugged.... and we left.{Fill in the gap} Would you believe that when i got home i sent a message"thanking him for the kiss...

                                     Naive Love. #Journey to Two, Four.  Let's talk about the Love aspect this weekend. Happy Friday people. After Highschool before the whole admission process into the university, something happened to me.As a young girl in secondary school, I had no relationship because I was really stern, there were crushes though, but didn't go beyond the crush level at all. One evening after a Study in church, on my way home, I heard a young man call and followed me closely even as I refused waiting or kicking off any conversation with him. He followed consistently and then I decided to wait because I was a bit nervous, it was dark. He introduced himself as, Let me call him {Dele}. I am sorry if that's your name though. lool. He sounded very intelligent so different from the sens...

          Scratch My Butt Hey, Lovely people I know you are still waiting patiently for the Journey to Two Four, Don't worry we are hitting it soon.  So today, at the busstop as I was waiting for the bus that will convey me to my destination, my eyes caught the glimpse of something interesting. Guess what it was? I saw a youngman trying to carefully, succintly scratch his butt without getting noticed. I couldn't help but laugh real hard just as you are doing right now. He did his thing thinking no one saw me but Lo, I did. I can't recognise him but the ass scratching thing seems to linger. The fact is this, this has happened to me and even you severally and just like mr anonymous we acted the same way. Stylishly acting like it never happened at all.. But Yeah, it did. Though, Like the man who thought that no one saw him, someone did and just like that, perhaps, someone has seen you too. Loool. Right? Yeah, Right. So, Let us...

                        UNDERWEARS. A little chill off the story and the Journey to Two, four. This is about something different and what is it exactly you may ask?  It is Underwears#. Yeah, wondering what this is about? Join me on this one. Speaking on, our underwears speak significantly about what we represent and what we intent to represent, have you had time fixing your panties and throwing some away? Just because they don't feel to your status-quo? Yeah! You have done that several times and sometimes you are so engrossed with a particular underwear that you find it hard to do away with it. Addiction right? Perhaps maybe not, it is just simple Love for what you think fits into you.The process of changing that particular underwear and replacing it with something similar or better is always the hit point for some of us and via personal experience it's always li...

                             Uncertainty ...{Continued from the previous Post} When Dad took ill, it wasn't pleasant at all. It was like a full grown child becoming a babe again. It was really tough and like a funny word that says, ''you didn't see that coming". Who would see such a horrible phase coming? No one imagined that such would take turn like that. Daddy being a strongman, tried to make sure that he recovered early enough and on our end, we didn't relent at all. Medically we tried our best and spiritually we gave the shot but all is well that ends well no matter how it ends i Guess... There is a saying that, The one who caters for the Sick is More sick than The Sick. That was the case, we were all sick for 7years. Daddy was blessed with a good, faithful and beautiful wife who stayed all through. You know, she paused her life for seve...