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dreal101
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Country: Nigeria
Metro: Lagos
Gender: Male
Interests: Videography, programming, graphics, playing with the computer, seeing a computer, touching a computer, dating a computer (ignore that), loving my computer.
Expertise: entertaining people (videography and music), killing aliens and blowing galaxies to dust (playing games), making you beg for more(***). kickin an air filled baloon around (football), getting wet, just to mention a few
Occupation: Student
Industry: Computers (Software)
Message: message me
Yahoo:  dreal101
Member Since:
3/21/2005
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| So after 3 years of being in the university I finally asked a girl out for the first Time. I must admit I'm a little rusty and not the best at it but I drove home my point. I paused for a few moments after the shell .... To cut the long story short it was a NO. well not actually NO, NO per say, it was more of a keep trying NO. A few months latter I tried again inspired by aaliyah's "try again". This time it was "know what? forget about me". I backed out. my pride getting the better of me and for a few months after, I "forgot about her".
A few days ago, to be precise the day before today. I asked for the last time and The answer was "what does the shaking of my head mean". I didn't get it at first. cos I tot the head was suppose to go up and down and not left and right but it actually went left and right and for the third time it was a NO. not just NO but a "you have no hope NO". that was the last straw. and now like Tracy Chapman I once again made a fool of myself and I'll like to dedicate this song to the little time we shared.
MATTERS OF THE HEART by Tracy Chapman.
I lose my head
From time to time
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart
We should have been holding each other
Instead we talked
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart
But I asked before
Your reply was kind and polite
One wants more
When ones denied
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart
I wont call it love
But it feels good to have passion in my life
If theres a battle
I hope my head always defers to my heart
In matters of the heart
I guess Im crazy to think
I can give you what you dont want
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart
I wish that I had the power
To make these feelings stop
I lose all self control
In matters of the heart
I cant believe
Its so hard to find someone
To give affection to
And from whom you can receive
I guess its just the draw of the cards
In matters of the heart
You caught me off guard
Somehow you reached me
Where I thought I had nothing left inside
Ive learned my lesson Ive been edified
In matters of the heart
Ive spent my nights
Where the sleeping dogs lie
Not by your side
It feels so lonely
Once again Ive left to much to chance
In matters of the heart
Here I sit
Im feeling sorry for myself
Its quite a sight
But I have you to thank
For reminding me
Were all alone in this world
And in matters of the heart
Im already missing you
Although we wont say good byes
Until tomorrow afternoon
Maybe when and if I see you again
Well see eye to eye
In matters of the heart
I have no harsh words for you
I have no tears to cry
If the moon were full
Id be howling inside
It only hurts
In matters of the heart
If today were my birthday
Id be reborn
As brontes bird a bird that could fly
And all accounts would be settled
In matters of the heart. | | |
| I just made myself a new wallpaper, I took this picture in my first year in school, that's over three years now and I've made over a billion wallpapers with it. this is the latest but not the best and I hope to post more as they come.
I also made myself a customised CD, my 2pac and BIG favorites. "Pac vs BIG".
and lastly a birthday "card" for one of my friends but I'm not proud of it so I won't be showing it to her. I'm dumping it here for the future, just in case I loose the original.
I designed all these yesternite, cos I couldn't get sleep. I hope they all stay here till the end of time. | | |
| Seems I'm a bad guy afterall, exschoolnerd just told me that.
On first contact, everyone sees me as this good guy, handsome, real helpful and thoughtful, provides solutions (financial most of the time), and in fact 90% of my female friends have said at one point in time that they won't mind going out with me. but on the contrary I've got my little demons. I play stupid jokes; like telling a girl I love her and scoping her for bout 30mins only to tell her "April fool" after she's said yes n all..... sending "raunchy" txt msgs just for the fun of it..... making fun of my roommate's ex (She deserves it anyway)......... Giving people names (male & female)...... and my favorite is "taking" people e.g. " she's so cold the devil won't want her in hell....". But I try as much as possible not to let my bad sides cross my good sides.
I guess my ex caused all these, she hit me with a sledgehammer on the phone, it was just a few months after she travelled, "ring,ring....hello.....how are you doing blablabla. It's not about you, I met this guy and ......I love him........but I love still you". that was it and ever since then I've not been the same  . It brought tears to me eyes, after all we had. I loved her so much I promised not to have sex until after marriage now someone's strafing her like mad. We still talk and are still friends but things will never be the same, NEVER. She made me love Boyz II men songs like "Doin just fine" and "Good Guy" -
Why should I be the good guy
And be left for the man that don't treat you right
There's nothing good in being good guys
Tell me why, tell me why, tell me why
Despite the front of being "bad" I'm still a good guy, and will never take advantage of a woman except if pushed to the wall (and in that case she will be taking advantage of me). never raise my hand to a woman (except if she's mystique and I'm wolverine) but loving again will be very hard to do. My heart isn't ready for that yet.
If you feel you can say anything to help my pathetic situation tell me that's what this is for anyway. | | |
| It's been like ages I last wrote, maybe I'll make this a yearly thing, anyway about a month ago I influenced my roommate into breaking up with his g/f, I told him lots of stuff bout the girl, her past, how much she used to love her ex, why and how she left him then all of a sudden he knew he wouldn't want to end up with a wife that'll dump him with a note saying "it's not about you, I just don't love you like I used too, blabla bla" so he did what he had to do. I felt like the bad guy and was sober for bout a week but what happened after proved me right, she was a no-good indeed and you don't want to know what she did.
one month after ( a couple of days ago) another friend is about to break up with his g/f thanks to me. Reasons: she ain't romantic, she don't know jack, she don't even like kissing. she's so cold that when she talks he has to get a frypan to melt her words to hear them cos they all come out frozen. she's so short that she don't need bend down to give him head (although she never did), she's so quiet in fact she had to nod to say yes the day he asked her out, and a whole lot of other reasons. the sad thing bout the story is that I helped him see all this. I told him to loosing her up and rather than doing that he's giving her a red card. once again I'm the bad guy. I don't know who's got a problem. me, the guys or the girls. I bet the solution will be getting a g/f for myself but I don't see that coming cos ...... I don't know. | | |
| I can't type....I'm so lazy, all I just want to do is click, click and click again.
I wonder if these two things have anything in common, money and being happy, I heard money can buy anything but does happiness have a price tag. | | |
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