It's been a while i know. But alot of things have happened since i have last blogged. Yemi had a heart attack. Yeah, he''s 19 and he has heart attacks. So from Monday night to Yesterday morning, i was in the hospital with him. I naturally don't like hospitals and i don't know what to say to sick people. But it's Yemi so i forget all these problems i have and go and set up base in the hospital room. I practically live there. People ask me, does he care? Well, i know he does but this is a sign of devotion from me to him. So this shows i care. No one forces me to do this. He was discharged yesterday and he's feeling better.

AUN, my wonderful, wonderful school (note the sarcasm) increased school fees at about 35%. Do they think my parents pluck money from trees!? AUN students rioted and no one went to class yesterday! I was there and i could finally see the united spirit of AUN students. I totally disagree with this increase. My father is old and retired and he is supporting me and my brother. My bro wants to come here. I don't think this will be the best place for him. My dad might not be able to afford it. Going aboard is so much cheaper than coming here. I going to help my bro apply for schools.Its just for me to convince my father to allow him to go.

So, now i have a long email to send to my dad.......

Last night, me and yemi were in a friend's room. We were watching 'how i met your mother' and 'family guy'. Funny shit!!! Anyway, he wasn't feeling so well so he was lying down under a blanket and he was sleeping. He was looking soooooooooo cute! But that's beside the point. The people we came to visit, Bash and Malz went out and brought pizza back. I LOVE pizza (tho AUN pizza is kinda bad, i take what i get). But i have a little problem, i'm allergic to milk......i get these horrible hives and my skin swells up and turns red. Yemi has been trying to help me control it and forbids me from eating pastries. I haven't eaten any milk product for 2 days (hey i tired) and yemi's like 'don't eat that'. I'm freakin hungry and the smell from the box was powerful. I begged him to eat (yeah im like that) and he's like eat it and don't you ever bother me again about your allergies. He goes on to say, 'i don't care what you do any more'. That gets me thinking. He doesn't care any more......i know where he is coming from. He has been trying to convince me to stop eating pastries and stuff and he is tired of talking. Though he isn't meant to say 'i don't care anymore' cos that hurt that he doesn't care what happens to me anymore. But then i looked at something else. If Yemi doesn't care, and i don't care, then who in the world os going to care about me anymore??? I came alone to the world, i didn't drag any caretaker with me from above. I have to care for myself. I know this but i just decided that people should care for me......i'm a dependent person. I have to change that. I depend on Yemi but i have to be independent to a certain level. This is deep stuff i still don't understand and i'm trying to think about. I was angry at him for saying that but at the same time i was grateful cos he woke me up-----no one will care about you except you care for your self.

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So i'm in my INF class, i don't know how to explain why i hate dis class but i hate it SO much!!! It annoys me that i have to do dis class as a prerequisite for INF class (420). But thats by the way....

Agg! Got nothing to write about now so i'll blog more later.....MWAH!!! :-)

I'm done with classes for today and i'm in my room. I'm listening to the mix tape i made for Yemi and feeling very in the love mood right now. The perfume set he gave me is sitting right in front of me, on my bed stead and i'm just staring at it. Everything happened so quickly and happened so fast. A year ago i was a mess, stuck in a horrible relationship. I see my ex now, he has another girlfriend, i'm happy he has moved on. I just hope he won't put that girl what he put me through. What did he put me through? That's a story for another day.....

So i'm in love. Do and don't mind what they all say about love. The sky looks the same to me, the grass is the same green it has been since. But inside me, i know somethings up. I know my mind has shifted to a whole new perspective. I actually don't know how to define how i'm feeling but every time i see him, and i can swear, every time, a ton of bricks fall on me and i fall in love again. He's just so.....i dunno how to describe it, how to explain in normal words, how to comprehend how I've been surviving without him. I can't do without him. I love him sometimes i wonder if my body can contain how i feel. Okay, i'm getting too emotional here. But the bottom line here is that i love Yemi Jimoh, not high school love, ignorant of reality, but real, pure love. The one that makes you smile before you sleep and makes you laugh as you wake up.

Vals Pic!!!

This is the poster I made for him...the printed out version looks way ugly but the original looks way better. Enjoy!!!

VALS DAY!!!

Yup dat day is here. The day that guys shed out lots of dough to buy their girlfriends the best gift that they can find. I happen to be somebody that has never been given a valentine gift before. Yeah you can quote me. All the guys tot i was too much of a buddy than a girlfriend. But finally, someone actually looked at me and tot 'she could be my girlfriend'. I remember my last Valentine's Day. My ex boyfriend(Ismaila) broke up with me. Yeah he broke up with me on Vals Day. But that has passed and i'm happy with Yemi.

Yemi gave me:
a white teddy bear (it's soooooooooooo cute!!!)
Elizabeth Arden 5th Avenue perfume set
Elizabeth Arden small perfume set (you know those ones that has like 10 different perfumes)
a photo album to keep pictures inside

I gave him:
A mont blanc watch
Unforgivable by Sean John perfume set
a mix tape of love songs he reminds me of
a card
a poster of both of us

Out of everything i gave him, he says that he likes the poster the best. Out of all the stuff, i love the teddy bear. I'm addicted to them and this is my third one from him.

My first Vals day was a success. I love my boyfriend not cos of what he gave me but for the fact he appreciates me and took out time to buy me something to show that he loves me. I love Yemi Jimoh!!!

Party!!!

Yesterday nite/dis morning was fun!!! The 4:18 crew i was talking about before, kidnapped me and i helped them decorate the hall they were using for the event (i enter for free as a token) Watched my boyfriend perform, which was okay but he had an attack. Oh ya i didn't tell you, he has heart problems so he has to be really careful or else he gets these pain attacks in his heart. So sha, it was fun but i started having a raging headache when the after party started. So i didn't really dance. i wanted to dance so badly but my head was aching. Yemi is just the best thing that has happened to me. He took me back to my dorm, acting all cute and protective. I love that boy so much. I'm happy he his mine!!!

It's Friday!!!

Woohoo!!! It's Friday!!! I'm going out to get my hair did.....lol! Well, tonite dere is this valentine show being hosted by an entertainment crew in my school called 4:18. All the people in the crew are my good friends and i have to go. Yemi (have i ever mentioned his name, well dats it) is taking me and i have the perfect outfit. I sound like a girl. Well i am but i hate doing this whole, pink, dresses and stuff like that. I'm a tom boy and i like being like that.

In class at this moment and i'm blogging, may God help my soul!!!

School...

School today is dry for me. My African history teacher is not coming so that's gone. We are so many students in my public speaking class that i don't think he will notice i'm missing. But then i have an afternoon class-INF 201. That bloody class. That class that i had a test for and i didn't read and i still failed. I hate that class, so boring!!! As in, i just hate him (d guy teaching it) and i hate the class!!!

I'm trying to organize the mix tape i want to give him. Very confused cos most of the songs i want to put on it are by guys. So i dunno whether i should put the songs i wanted originally or i should change the songs......

The title of my blog.....

Yeah...d title is 'my not-so boring life'. Well, d only reason that's d title is cos i want pple to see my blog and be like, "Wow, a lot of cool things really happen to her, i must read her blog". I want to attract pple to it. Well, i don't have an exciting life which is full of intrigue and drama. My life is actually the opposite of the title. My life is very boring. Nothing important happens to me. I wish i had an exciting life but all my wishes refused to come true (all except one....hehe).

Yeah, pretty random, I'm listening to Avril Lavinge's song 'Innocence'. I love that song!!!

INF test......

ok...im in like deep shit now. I have a test rilly soon and i can't read the power point slides cos of a stupid password malfunction!!! AGGG!! I don't know anything in this class (it's sumthin about information systems nd stuff) and i don't even pay attention in class. I'm like soooooo fucked up!!! What am i going to do?!?! I 'm a good child and i've stopped cheating. Wait, dere is hope!!! Claire (a fresher in my class) sent me her id nd password! I shall read and pass...YAYY!!!

Culture....

So im in inter-cultural class now and it got me thinking....wat is my true culture? My name is Deola which makes me Yoruba...but it doesn't give me a free pass to say i'm yoruba. I have never been to my native town in Ogun State. I understand my language but i sound horrible speaking it. So am i truly a yoruba girl. I don't dress like one (im wearing jeans with a top and my hair has a 'hippy' look to it). I don't act like one. So am i truly a yoruba girl? No. Like my boyfriend will say, my deep structure is not African, it's European. I think, act and behave like a European, but i look like an African. Does that make me European? That is, i should start claiming that i'm a white person instead of saying i'm black. Well, my answer is that i'm a hybrid. I'm a mixture of both European and African culture. I'm not proud of the fact that i don't know my own language but at least i understand it. I'm not proud that my wardrobe consists of mostly jeans, but i have several dresses made out of the local 'ankara' material. I don't follow all the norms of yoruba culture, but when i see an elder yoruba people, i know i have to greet. All this boils down to how you understand your culture and how you portray yourself.

Vals...

Went out with my friend and boyfriend today.....she went to buy her laptop nd we escorted her...we were talking about Valentine's day.....i freakin don't kno what to get him!!! I'm really bad once it comes to gifts (i have given someone a pair of socks). I need advice nd pple said i shld gt perfume, a watch, nd so on. I really wish sum1 will point me into the right direction!