long post i know, but who cares?

the july edition of truelove west africa was delivered to me. there was a bag post, supposedly random ladies with contents of their bags displayed. so i emptied the contents of my bag and took a picture.
lots of people have done the bag post, so why not me?on this day my bag had the following contents

*2 books: great gabsby(one of the best classic love stories ever) and the secret. thats a book everyone ought to read. it tells all this wonderful things of positivity of the mind being the key to achievement and happiness and positive results.

*true love note pad(i write lists all the time, to do list, i want list and whatever random thoughts) july edition of true love,a copy of the price list of the nigerian stock exchange as at friday.

*wallet, inside the wallet is:drivers license, id card,atm cards and a master card that's on red...lol, family photos, business cards, and a cool 1215naira.

*makeup bag(in it is a nude lipgloss, compact powder, face brush, liner and a caramel lipstick)

*hand cream, mini touch of pink perfume, and 5ml van cleef &

*a pink book marker, 2 pens, a red flash drive

*scarface dvd.

*a pack of half eaten oreos

*trident gum in tropical twist flavor

*sunglasses in its case(couldnt find my case so used my sis case.i take the case around cos i could be so careless and sit on my bag), black hair clip, hair brush. optinet(cleaning wipes for my glasses)

*my ipod and 2 phones n72 and an iphone(sometimes i wonder at the point of carrying an ipod and an iphone together)

*Tylenol extra, and a pain relief spray for my leg

*pampers baby wipes(i love the scent) and 1 Kleenex pack

my bag is a lot bigger than it appears in the picture, i couldnt get it to stand without the contents in it.

thank God i didnt do this on one of those days i had a pack of frosties in my bag or a bottle of groundnut. it was fortunately one of my 'almost posh' days.

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went for mode magazine black night dinner thingy last night. i felt really drab and unpretty. was in an orange dress and silver accessories to go with the dress code of silver for ladies. my friends and some told me i looked 'really' nice, but i felt like it wasn't my best or near my best.

went on to a very late dinner at prime Chinese restaurant by 12am and then to the new place penthouse or something in Victoria island. ended up at lacasa, twas asa's after concert thingy.

there we were and there he was, this really really cute dude that left me speechless in the middle of my banter with my kind of best friend miss A. she followed my eyes and we both giggled like i haven't in a long long time.

i followed him with my eyes all through and almost stabbed the girls he flirted with,i caught his eyes once.

we walked out the door later, ready to go home, hes coming back into the club as i'm stepping out, we stare for the briefest of seconds and i walk on, before i get to the last flight of stairs out of lacasa i hear a voice so beautiful call "FQ' i turn around and who else but cute dude in a black shirt and miss A smiling sheepishly by his side, up till that moment i didn't realized she wasn't behind me, i thought she was in front with the rest.

anyways he got my number, i couldnt get his name when he said it cos my heart was beating so loud i couldn't hear a thing. i'm keeping a crossed finger hoping he calls.

i asked miss A what she said to him and she goes, 'i think my friend thinks you're cute' as she walks away he grabs her and asks 'which one? the one with the black shawl?'(she said he asked hopefully) i felt good when she said that, meaning from the crowd of girls she was with, he noticed me. he gets my name off her.

as angry as i pretended to be at her i'm glad she did it. i'm not going to hold my breath waiting for his call, but it'd be nice if he called.

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earlier in the day, i was stuck in traffic on my way to lekki and this bus driver called my attention, i put down the glass to hear what he was saying 'aunty you fine well well'. it made me feel warm all over cos i knew he was sincere, he wasn't one of the guys around who would tell me that cos somehow they expect something in return. this driver expects nothing from me, suddenly tough woman me had tears streaming down my eyes. couldnt figure out why but i felt so good and thankful and i dunno, emotional. i smiled and mouthed thank you to him, put my sunglasses on to cover my tears and continued to nod to estelles 'American boy'.

my dream phone of the moment is...the nokia N96, now that's one baby i cant wait to carry in my hands, come august i'm somehow going to get it.