valentine is suspended, who murdered cupid?
I've been on a hiatus in fantasy world with Eros,it was the funeral of cupid,i would mention who killed him but that'd be telling,(personally i think he died of overdose, gave himself a little too much of his medicine, he was one greedy sucker) a new cupid has been appointed, hes still a little shaky with the bow and arrow but i'm in love with him already. he has promised me that valentine would be suspended indefinitely, until his favorite person(me of course) is willing to partake in the occasion, thus none shall glow in love on the 14th.
i was really touched especially as he went on to explain that since hes a little shaky with his targets, he'll like to perfect his shoots before pairing me up.:)
so, i have gone weary in love. I'm superb at loving, if only i can get the right person to love. and that's the problem with me, how do i know if hes right. i always have an excuse for not dating. sometimes i come this close to liking a person, I'm seen everywhere with him, always hanging out, he even begins to get the illusion that we are 'we' and i'm not 'me' anymore, and suddenly just when i begin to consider actually giving him the official tag of 'boyfriend' i get cold feet. or i jinx the feeling by actually mentioning it to people that i might actually like him, then i start to see reason as i talk about him and then i run off, slippers in hands.
looks like i'm in deep shit, but i haven't lost hope on myself, and hopefully those who shake their heads at me havent either...hopefully.
lagos polo tournaments on.i admit its not as glamorous as the polo i crave in 'wish list',(i still want to learn to play, but for now i'll just watch) the grounds are not as rich as that in kaduna or abraka, the horses aren't as fleshy, well some are, but its every bit as interesting. i might even put polo just above football in the sports i love list. there's something glamorously endearing about men riding horses and swinging mallets...i've not been a regular at the polo club cos of work, i wish i could watch every game, but i certainly would be there on Saturday, the last day of the tournament.
maybe that'd be an early valentine treat for me. cos next week i intend to be home, and although it'd be a little mean receiving gifts, that's what i intend to do, to stay home and accept gifts(if they come, i'm sounding a little too smug hope i'm not disappointed:)
or i'll probably head out to genesis cinema at the palms, confession of a shopaholic would be showing for valentine, the upcoming Shopaholic movie honestly is crappy. The plot is almost completely changed, and goodness the costumes? Becky would never dress that way, my feisty Becky who is a britico in the book is played by an american, as in I had all this images of becky in my head and isla fisher doesn’t fit, I mean did they read the book? Hunky charming luke Brandon is cast as Hugh Dancy and the geeky millionaire character Tarquin was cut off,
Not my idea of fabulous. How dare they ruin a perfectly beautiful and imaginative book with this?
I’ll watch it all the same to get more criticism down, and murder my soul a little with each scene that trashes my dear rebecca brandon nee bloomwood.
If you haven’t read the 'confession of a shopaholic' series by sophie kinsella you should,(afrobabe i've told you to get it) I swear after the first part you’ll run out in the cold to look for the other parts. i looked for a denny and george scarf and an angel bag to buy after reading the book, was so disappointed to find out it was fictional :( don’t and I repeat DON’T watch the movie if you haven’t read the book, it might turn you off completely.