P.D.A and firsts..

Yo hommies.

So, it has been a minute ha?! Seriously, when i don't a chance to come over and write i feel weird, like a serious lack of something. I reckon it makes me more stressed out not being able to blog.!
Anywho, i have been under the stress commonly known as work shit. But i am glad to report that i survived and I'm swinging.

So, Editor Boy is good too in case you care. We have been seeing a lot of each other and its awesome. Although, I'm a ashamed to admit that we are culprits of the very annoying and utterly in-excusable and very annoying P.D.A.
I mean, i have always been very annoyed by the "hand in the back pocket" and by the "kissing in the line to the movies" ugghhh.
I have always maintained (maybe coz i was single???) that all shows of affection should be kept for the privacy of your own home. And that there is no possible way that people could not be able to keep their hands (or their mouths) off each other so long as to "canoodle".


But now...now, i am one of those people. Well, not the hand in the back pocket thing, but like the other night, EB and i were at dinner, sitting in the corner booth, and he just leaned in and before i knew it, it was an all out make out sesh. The only reason we came up for air was when the waiter dropped/threw our drinks onto the table. I just kept thinkin to myself...OMG I'm one half of those fu*king annoying ass couples...
I was really embarrassed and the strangest thing is that EB is all about Public.Displays. of Affection. I mean, I'm not complaining that he likes planting one on me in the middle of a sentence, but i am feeling a little like a have crossed over to the dark side...


Anyway, i was catching up on my blog reading when i saw this really interesting post on expensive's blog. She was talking about her firsts..

A few of my FIRSTS and ONE LAST:



Had my first loss at 10, when my mama died. It wasn't sudden, she was in and out of hospital for a while, i just didn't think that was the time she wouldn't check out.


I was the first black kid to attend my private primary school. I was 5 and i can honestly say that i have no memory of the kids being anything other than being very sweet and i made lots of friends very quickly. The meanest thing done/said to me came from adults. Other people's parents and one teacher. I stayed at that school for 7 years, by then, there were so many black kids we were pretty much even.

The first movie i saw on the big screen was "THE LION KING". best experience ever.


Had my first kiss when i was 15. I was the last one out of everyone i knew and lied about it for a while. He was the love of my life and we still laugh about how awkward it was.


I smoked my first ciggie when i was 19. No kidding. I had always been that girl who would ridicule people for smoking. I am now on about 4 a day. I have quite 3 times and am about to go for a 4th.


I got drunk for the first time when i was 14. It was my cousin and i. We snuck into the store room and stole one of my dad's beer. It was f-ing gross.


Had my first sexual encounter when i was 17. With the same boy who gave the first kiss. It was romantic and i thought it was right. Looking back i would have waited till i was ready.


Had my first pregnancy scare when i was 19. i was so freaked out. Like an idiot, I've had 2 more after that. Don't ask.


The first time i moved out of home i was 17 and moving to Australia by myself. I didn't know a soul and wasn't sure about accommodation. On that 13hr flight to Sydney, i sat next to a Thai girl and a Malawian girl. We would end up moving in together and being the best of friends. We were all under 18 and taking a chance.


The first time a guy told me he loved me. He lied. The first time i told a guy i loved him, i thought i was being honest.


I got my first H.I.V test when i was 17, for my Aussie visa. Obviously it was negative. I now go twice a year and i can honestly say i get nervous every time.
The first person i ever touched who had A.I.D.S was a family friend. I was about 8 and she cried when i hugged her. She died a few years ago, she is definately an angel.


The last place i ever expected to be when i was 22 was Lagos Nigeria, falling for a really sweet man and working a for a really bitter old ass. Having the best laughs of my life and crying myself to sleep more than i like to admit.

*unwritten*