Its a new year people!!! I am excited, am bursting with hope and life and expectation and I cant seem to really think straight because there is a lot on my mind. I have not blogged since last year and am feeling like I have let some of my faithful readers down but this girl had a lot going on during the holidays :) I spend it with the wildest, most awesome, most grounded family I know-my familia and I was happy. For a moment there I escaped my life and just kind of free fell, and boy did it feel great !
Anyway that having being said, today I will let you on a little secret,(those little secrets that are often big news you know?)something major happened to me... something I had wanted to, even prayed to happen earlier but had given up on it and redirected my energies somewhere else. Sometime last year, almost at the very end of the year, a friend of mine invited me and my big sister to a party at Bomas. He had said he was going to meet his friend whom he had not seen for ages-something about the party of the year happening down there. I remember putting up a resistance-considering I was not part of the clique to begin with but my sister and the friend in question had very good tongues :) so Minnie me got up from my seat and followed suit.
After an amazing dinner, we headed to Bomas to meet this friend and consequently delve in the intricacies of this "bash of the year". No sooner had we gotten there than we discovered it one of the University beauty pageants that get young girls dressing like sluts and young boys getting drunk to master the courage to spit some of those thoroughly rehearsed vibes at these girls.So at first glance, my head started spinning....and it spun for a couple of minutes before I got my footing...there is no way I was going to get involved in this shindig, in this humdrum of confusion...I was a grown lady :) (* OK maybe am not all that grown but this scene was awakening some ghosts from the past and I was not liking it at all.) So anyway, we waited for this friend to show up for what seemed like eons and then he finally did!
With the tinted windows all rolled up on my part, I saw him coming, slowly approaching and my heart rhythm somehow found a way of matching his footsteps...I kept thinking OMG (Yes I also used the Facebook lingo for moments like this) this boy looks so HOT all punked up, with a scarf around his neck and a plastic cap tightly caressed on his slender fingers and I thought he looked like such a bad ass!!! I had to make him work to get my attention. So I continued sitting there,with my windows rolled up and with my eyes transfixed on him...I swear my heart was sweating from all the anxiety I was feeling until he slightly, gently knocked on my window and I being the lady that I was, rolled it down just as far as my nose was out....there he was, six feet tall, extraordinarily lean (you know the kind that looks just right), deliciously dark (not too rusty, not too dark, almost chocolate, not too light just deliciously dark), with tauntingly annoying eyes that leave you wondering if the bad ass is speaking from his soul. I was sold! So after making a lot of mess about why I was being a party pooper, I got out of the car to meet this guy, who was so bad ass in my eyes I transformed to be bad ass myself....I swear I could feel him checking out my perfect almost photo shopped like ass..but I let it slide for a while... It was going to be one of those "how-I-met-your-father" nights.
Mr. Bad Ass tried to engage me in lots of gibberish conversations-you know him assuming he was the smarty pants- in this unanticipated union and I kept getting back at him with equally smart replies...so two egos were fighting here, in the plight to unravel the mysteries that was each other and I liked it. To cut the story short Mr. Bad ass ditched his friend to come hang out with us in the "grown up pad" and we had the time of our lives....and yes, dude could dance...the night went too quickly and at some point I got lifted (that airy feeling that comes with amazing, hot creatures whom you don't expect to pay attention to you but they do....you know that feeling?) and he knew which buttons to press...boy did he know which buttons to press...in the intoxicated state I was in, time flew like a nonsense and Mr. Bad Ass had to bid us adieu...
One week, two weeks and I started to think I was seeing my own things, I thought I made an impression. When the third week was approaching, my phone rang...
Me: "Hello"
Silence
Me: "Hello"
Then a gingerly almost high spirited manly voice came through, Mr. Bad Ass had called......
Anyway that having being said, today I will let you on a little secret,(those little secrets that are often big news you know?)something major happened to me... something I had wanted to, even prayed to happen earlier but had given up on it and redirected my energies somewhere else. Sometime last year, almost at the very end of the year, a friend of mine invited me and my big sister to a party at Bomas. He had said he was going to meet his friend whom he had not seen for ages-something about the party of the year happening down there. I remember putting up a resistance-considering I was not part of the clique to begin with but my sister and the friend in question had very good tongues :) so Minnie me got up from my seat and followed suit.
After an amazing dinner, we headed to Bomas to meet this friend and consequently delve in the intricacies of this "bash of the year". No sooner had we gotten there than we discovered it one of the University beauty pageants that get young girls dressing like sluts and young boys getting drunk to master the courage to spit some of those thoroughly rehearsed vibes at these girls.So at first glance, my head started spinning....and it spun for a couple of minutes before I got my footing...there is no way I was going to get involved in this shindig, in this humdrum of confusion...I was a grown lady :) (* OK maybe am not all that grown but this scene was awakening some ghosts from the past and I was not liking it at all.) So anyway, we waited for this friend to show up for what seemed like eons and then he finally did!
Mr. Bad Ass tried to engage me in lots of gibberish conversations-you know him assuming he was the smarty pants- in this unanticipated union and I kept getting back at him with equally smart replies...so two egos were fighting here, in the plight to unravel the mysteries that was each other and I liked it. To cut the story short Mr. Bad ass ditched his friend to come hang out with us in the "grown up pad" and we had the time of our lives....and yes, dude could dance...the night went too quickly and at some point I got lifted (that airy feeling that comes with amazing, hot creatures whom you don't expect to pay attention to you but they do....you know that feeling?) and he knew which buttons to press...boy did he know which buttons to press...in the intoxicated state I was in, time flew like a nonsense and Mr. Bad Ass had to bid us adieu...
One week, two weeks and I started to think I was seeing my own things, I thought I made an impression. When the third week was approaching, my phone rang...
Me: "Hello"
Silence
Me: "Hello"
Then a gingerly almost high spirited manly voice came through, Mr. Bad Ass had called......
Aooooiii! More! More! We want more!
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