If my memory serves me right

If my memory serves me right is such an ingenious title :)

I promised my friend that i would write something about getting to the point where i'm dating this gorgeous man.

How did we manage to get to where we are.

Maya Angelou has a famous quote that "Love is like a virus. It can happen to anybody at anytime."

That actually sums it all up.


The end.


Lol! So years back.
Almost 3yrs ago, i was a babbler. (yes, i have this funny habit of inventing words as i go along. Leah says that half the time she doesn't know what i'm saying! :) lol! Case in point Wabbling which is Babbling on paper, paper here being any material upon which one can make inscriptions :)


Back to babbles. So i'm telling this young man how one can never have too much chocolate on a random day, in a random month.

And then, it happened. Chocolates. More choclate that i could imagine. On my birthday. How??? How did he know my birthdate? i probably told him, sometimes i can be shady like that :) shady-cool is what! Anyhow,..so i left the exams room after my business studies mock to find my classmates all gigly and isht. i had recieved a nice SHIPMENT of enough choclate to keep my happy for at least 3 weeks!

From whom?


Ha! I was so shocked, i carried my things out of class and went straight to the car, with the help of Ciku. Thank God the driver was waiting. I couldn't bear the questions.


I was confused. Why would my friend send me all those chocolates? And as in, he actually listens to all i say when i babble?? Ai. too much!


So what was protocal? Did i call him, text him thank you? I don't even remember!


And his birthday was 30days later and that killed me. I didn't know what this meant. Were we getting each other gifts now?

Not to mention M, my love interest at the time was making phonecalls to the 254 every 3-4hrs from New-York, you wonder where tax payers money goes? He was missing school to go traveling with his dad a cabinet minister.

That is a story for another day and it's one filled with a lot of laughs.and depressed moments. Again, for another day :)


Fast forward to a conversation toward the end of the year, where we were defining each others future husbands :) yes girls do that :) at least these girls did.

She said "Mitch will be spoilt. She's not going to marry just anyone, because even when she dates just anyone, he turns out to be a mover and shaker."

Thank you for your prophecy which has turned out to be a great blessing.

All the men in my life have been doing great things with their lives. Not neccesarily conforming to societies standards but brilliant minds.


This post is however about one man and it wouldn't be right to talk about all those other friends of mine. For another post. Another day.


So Mr. Main man and i didn't really talk after that, and suddenly late last year we get back to communication and we talk okay, a little bit.

And then the frequency increased this year. We were now doing random dates every other week, that turned into every week.

My girls started to say, if they needed to find me, i'd probably be with Mr. Main man.

And then i started to fall. Which does take a lot of effort, since i can be pretty oblivious.

Boys have very bad timing.

So around this time, on the way from one of our "dates" he says that girls have this thing where they thing that just because they hang out alot the guy is interested.

WHAT???? EXCUSE ME????? Hello!!!!!

WHAT ARE WE????


So if you need any proof that i was at the time a bongo lala, and starting to be smitten, i said nothing :) I simply smiled at myself and took in a deep breathe and let it go. All of it.


The dates continued and well, now that his stand had been clearly stated, it was strictly platonic. Nothing further passed my mind. We'd hang out and just talk and in the mean time, i started to date again. I was by around March this year officially out of my relationship for a year and well, i wouldn't object to discovering someone new :)


Besides i now missed being kissed, holding hands and fooling around. I missed having someone to miss a little more and someone to bully and open my heart to. Someone to cry over, and someone to fuss over.


I've always fussed over my friends but this was different. I missed dreaming of the future with someone whose future i wanted to be a part of as more than just his friend,...