Hello diary, I'm Dora Andy and sure you're wondering at my brand of crazy to name myself an assistant girlfriend. I guess you will find out soon enough after you have come with me on the long journey through the first time I fell in love...
April 14th, 2012:
Whoever said 200 level would be easy should be shot. I can't believe the number of 7am classes we have for the week and the rigid nature of the lecturers too. Gosh, mid-way to the semester and I'm swamped with school work, God help me. I met my landlord's son today *swoons and blushes, lawd! he's so damn fine!
May 20th, 2012:
Jeez! Exams are by the corner, no time to waste time. I found out I have a lot of school work to catch up on, I didn't buy so many text books. Hopefully popc sends me money because I'm flat broke. I'm in love *dancing shoki, the new found love of my life is Ikenna, my landlord's son. God I've never been so happy, he makes me so happy. Its been one month but it feels like I've known him forever, the feelings are just right. Okay take a chill pill Dora, you have school work to do!
June 12th, 2012:
God, Uniport is really living up to its name, unistress *rolling my eyes. Thank God I'm done with my exams, home calls in a bit. Ikenna is not picking my calls. I don't know how much longer we can stay like this. He has simply refused to talk to me for two weeks now. I don't know how he can deal with this but my mind is in such turmoil, couldn't even concentrate on my exams. God please help...
June 18th, 2012:
He finally picked! Yay! We've settled and we are good now. I even told him I love him over the phone. LOL! see him stuttering, I'm sure I caught him by surprise *blush.
August 22nd, 2012:
After one month of staying at home, I'm finally resuming school tomorrow. Whoop! Whoop!! Ikenna spoke to my mother the other day and she seemed so impressed by him, said I couldn't have done any better than him. For someone who was against my former boyfriend, Kevwe, I find her appraisal of him flattering. I think I'm in cloud nine. Ikay's birthday is next month and I have no idea what to get him, I think I need a little help from Sonia, my crazy roomie, she always gives the nicest gifts.
October 6th, 2012:
I had a swell birthday today thanks to my roomie. I didn't throw any party or something but she made it special for me. Ikenna is in one of his moods so he didn't call to wish me happy birthday or send a present. He'll come around eventually, he always does. Meanwhile classes have resumed in earnest again, more books to be bought and read, God please see me through. I heard first semester results are out, I'll check mine soon.
November 3rd, 2012:
Today is the worst day of my academic life, 3Bs, 2Es and 2Ds, Gosh! What can I do with this sort of result. I can't even tell my family about it, what will they think? I've really let myself and them down, hopefully I'll do better this semester *cringe
January 26th, 2013:
Wow! Its really been a while. Let's see, what's new in my life? I'm done with 200 level! Yipee! The stress is over, going on IT soon. Ikenna and I had a candid talk the other day about his attitude towards our relationship, he promised to change and we made up the only way we know how. I was really scared when I didn't see my period for January till yesterday but like Ikenna assured me, there was no cause for alarm. It came and about time too *phew! I have to get my degree first at least, can't have any child now.
February 18th, 2013:
Ikenna introduced me to his cousin as his 'bottom pot' the sweetest part of his life and I smiled happily. I've never heard such term of endearment used before *blush. He just means so much to me and I wish we would not quarrel so often *sigh.
March 22nd, 2013:
Today could be said to be the second next sad day of my life, the first being the day my best friend, Ijeoma, died. Can I say she is better off now, seeing she is not alive to face the harsh realities of life her sisters and mother are facing now their father is no more. Or should I feel sad she would still be alive if only she had got her tetanus shot on time after she pierced her foot on a rotting nail. Poverty na bastard, if only her mother had been wise enough to take her to the clinic after she started showing the symptoms. She would probably be alive today to see both the good and bad sides of life that come as interchangeably as sunshine and rainfall.
Talking about rainfall, my heart and mind is in a turmoil right now, which although isn't of my making, is happening anyways. I've been forced to lock that part of me that wants to shed uncontrollable tears because I don't want to be seen as weak. I despise the pity-party so I would rather stand aloof and stoic in the aftermath of the embarrassment Ikenna is putting me through.
March 26th, 2013:
I learnt a new term today, 'assistant girlfriend', funny isn't it? I thought so too. Eleven months of my life and that's the tag I ended up with. I can never exactly say I felt love for any guy to want to go the extra mile for him but I know I did with Ikenna and look how I ended up - a laughing stock amongst my friends with the unsavory title of 'assistant girlfriend' or should I say 'ex assistant girlfriend.'
Yes we are through but it does not matter now does it? He left me to marry his 'real girlfriend' whom he had been seeing for three years. Now I wonder how many of us he really had been seeing.
April 2nd, 2013:
I still can't believe something of this sort happened to me of all persons, but it did, quite unawares and unexpectedly though. I have always prided myself in being the relationship expert, dispensing ideas to friends and family whether needed or not; a good judge of character but how could I not see through his lies and deceit.
I can't believe I fell so cheaply for this or maybe I can. After all am I not the one all out for physical beauty and appearance with little thought to the graciousness or ungraciousness behind the facade. I can't even concentrate in class, God please help my CGPA this semester.
April 14th, 2012:
Today would have made it exactly one year since I and Ikenna started dating. I think I could have come out of it worse, probably with a pregnancy for him which he would not be willing to take responsibility for and I would probably have to abort anyways since I can not bring such shame on my family. I would have been left with more than a broken heart and a dint in my self-esteem - guilt and self-reproach. But I have never been more happier to see my period and grateful to him to have had the common sense to use protection for all those times we had sex.
Bottom pot indeed! Men are one filthy pack of liars.
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