DIARY OF A HOPELESS ROMANTIC (My Relationship With Six Different Men)

DIARY OF A HOPELESS ROMANTIC (My Relationship With Six Different Men)

I’ve been with six different men, coincidentally their names start with the same letter…except one. These men taught me many things I know today. I’m  a different kind of girl so my cravings and passion will elude the natural man; hence my desires are insatiable, meaning that the Oliver twist in me keeps wanting more.

I see you rolling your eyes like mama kofo, but before you go all Judge Judy on me, remember…. I’m only human. So in Chris Brown’s voice, “please don’t judge me”.

Ok…. where do I begin?

I noticed at a very young age that I was overly active than I should be; I didn’t need Coca-Cola or any caffeine to give me that adrenaline rush… I was born ready.

Puberty came and it got even better, somewhat true that wine gets even better as it ages. Spiralling through my cute little head was the conviction that I was beautiful (my mama never lies cos she tells me every day); but I knew deep down that there was more to me than met the eyes. So I kept yearning for more, I needed to unlock the mystery that had become me.

It was the calmness he exuded; or maybe the glare in his sexy blue eyes. But there was something about that morning that showed I definitely woke up on the right side of the bed and heaven was smiling down on me. He was talking and probably making logical sense but all my ears could hear in that moment was John Legend’s “all of me, wants all of you”… (but why Lynda….chaiii *covers face*). A tap on my shoulder bolted me back to reality.

Him: Hey, how are you? Are you ok?

Me: Why do you want to know? (obviously giving him the “I no send u” face)

Him: Cos you’ve been standing here for almost 5mins staring into thin air.

Me: So that justifies you tapping my shoulders & asking a total stranger 2 questions at the same time. (Rolling my eyes)

At this point, his lower lips dropped showing the perfectly knit white dentition like God did special over-time while creating his teeth. I was looking directly into his eyeballs without blinking, somehow my lips moved sideways (I smiled). The boy was confused and didn’t know whether to speak further or stop talking. Infact, this was the perfect illustration of Justin Beiber’s “what do you mean”. We stood staring into each other’s eyes until my friend Claire pulled my hand. In her usual convincing & subtle voice she says, “you’ve started again; oya let’s go before you make this one follow us back to the hostel”.

Claire knew about my ***** and just like David & Jonathan, she will always protect me without judging me. I turn to look in his direction and he pulled out his phone signalling that he needed my mobile number to keep in touch. I just winked at him and walked away, just as Claire predicted, he followed us…. and the rest is history.

The story is long…. so I won’t bore you with some of the details. But one thing you already know by now is that I’m a hopeless romantic judging from my genre of music as I describe my ordeal. You also know that I love God cos I’m a “Chineke Somebody” a.k.a AdaJesus (no beefing pls). I read my bible as often as I can so it wasn’t my C.R.K (Christian Religious Knowledge) in secondary school that taught me about David & Jonathan.

So these six men…..

The first gave me a lesson on WHO. The question about who you are goes a long way to prepare you for who you will become. Many people live their life today without fully understanding who they really are. To be the best version of you, you need to know who you are.

The second taught me WHY I needed to understand life as a person, the need to find out the reason things are the way they are. To challenge the status quo because there is always a better way to do things.

The third taught me WHAT things I needed to chart my way through life. No man is an island so you will need people, materials, resources etc. to reach your goal.

The fourth taught me WHEN to get things done. The bible says in Ecclesiastes 3:1 “To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven”. Yes, there is time for everything and you need to know the right time/season for what you want.

The fifth taught me WHERE to go to for express solution to all my problem – God. Who else to resolve the problem of a creature is not the creator? From another angle, when things go wrong you need to know where to get solutions/help. Whether at work, business, school, you should know where to go to get answers.

The sixth taught me HOW to get things done. In his voice, “there’s nothing I cannot do, just show me how to do it and I’ll get it done”. Never see anything as too big for you, where there is a will…. there is always a way. Just learn how to do it.

These six men have helped my insatiable curious & inquisitive mind. Their names are Who, Why, What, When, Where & How?

What were you thinking?

Get your dirty mind out of the gutter…at least I didn’t lie when I said their names start with the same letter except one, loll. I also didn’t lie about being overly active because I was that annoying child that will not stop asking questions – why the skies were blue, who gave the tortoise the heavy shell on the back, why is blood red & not yellow?  From one answer generated the next question… I always wanted to know more. It’s also true that mama said I was beautiful, but I knew that it would take more than just beauty to conquer the world… I think the word will be “Beauty & Brains”.

If you know me very well, you’ll probably know I ask a lot of questions and believe me, asking questions help you make better decisions in life. Wherever you may find yourself in life, try to fall in love with these six men, they’ll teach you more things than you can ever imagine.

Cheers…. Lynn

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5 thoughts on “DIARY OF A HOPELESS ROMANTIC (My Relationship With Six Different Men)

  1. stace - May 4, 2016 at 10:47 pm

    Loll….in was thinking 'why does Linda want to allow Naija count for her'
    Beautifully written..


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