The Mission

Looking around softly, there is no way I could be beaten. With all this and that, without wasting enormous talent, this thing, I will dig deeper.

This mission is not optional. It either does or dies. You’ll achieve the aims of your plan? Or you’ll forget all about it? You need to draw the line between you and your opponents.

Is it going to be easy? Not exactly, but reasonably possible. I smirked. This is exactly what I want. Not achieving this goal means not achieving success.

I don’t like the visibility of my plan. But what can I do? Beating myself up? Tag! Am going to tough it out. During this mission, it seems my enemies are going to increase in numbers. But hey, if being a man living his life in his term make more people jealous, so be it. At least, having more unimportant enemies is still the best deal compared with living a miserable life all because you’re afraid of being different.

I love total coolness. Doing my things just the way I want to. Not compromised. Living without giving a care about ‘what say who?’ or ‘who says what?’, just totally indifferent. With ultimate awareness. Looking and listening to everything without seemingly being affected. I love that life.

It’s up to fifteen minutes now, I have a date. A date with someone I haven’t met before. But anytime we chat or exchange text messages, I feel something in my stomach. What makes me feel that way, I don’t know. And that is the main reason for being here, I want to know the reason behind all the sparkling and tingling emotions I always feel when we’re chatting with each other even without ever seeing ourselves before.

Some people say “Like attract like,” I don’t know. But today, am going to find out. But the problem is: the girl was a friend of my girlfriend. Yeah! Am having some feelings for my girlfriend’s tight friend. Or let’s just say, my feeling is having feelings for my girlfriend’s tight friend. Because I am not the one having feelings. It was my feeling that is having feelings for emotional something else. Like, attract like? Wonderful.

But what else can I do? Falling in love with my girlfriend’s tight friend. This is a crazy mission.

I don’t want to do this. But my girlfriend caused it. She never gives me total maintenance as the one am giving her. Which is the main root of all this problem.

I don’t easily double dates. But when the person who is dating starts turning herself into something she was not, then I have to change gears. Find another embodiment that is worth it.

I love my girlfriend. But it seem, that my girlfriend didn’t love me. Or she just didn’t love me that much. She was full of excuses. Not having time was her hobby. Always busy like airport floors. As if other people are wasting their time going on dates or meeting their loved ones.

But heaven is working in alignment with my goals. She called me on her tight friend’s cell phone. This means I can now tell her friend how she’s treating me before I break up with her.

I did try my best to pinpoint where she was behaving stupidly. But my girlfriend refused to listen.

I sometimes call her friend. Explain what am passing through with her friend. And she always advised me to keep on enduring. But the question is: How long will I wait, for my girlfriend to start treating me with total dignity and respect? Maybe I’ll wait for the rest of my life?

“God forbid,” my girlfriend tight friend replied, “I know you love my friend, and I understand what you’re feeling. Please, try to hold on a little.”

“It’s okay,” I said, “I will try my best.”

But yet, nothing changed. Instead of my girlfriend telling me the truth if she loves me or not, she was playing a mind game. Fooling the reality out of me and telling me she didn’t have time. That she was busy every day. That even if she did want to come, where I was staying is too far. And besides, she was shy coming there. What a joke? Telling me you’re not interested anymore is better than giving all these bitter excuses.

Maybe I have chosen the wrong girl.

Telling me you’re busy today and claiming you’re shy tomorrow is the same as saying I don’t worth your time. What the fuck is fucking this girl? Why can’t she be straight with me? She could just tell me she’s not interested anymore instead of trying to fool my brain.

With my ultimate honesty and the outrageous feelings of love, after talking to my girlfriend’s tight friend, I started falling for her.

No way! I told myself. What will people say about me? Falling in love with my girlfriend’s tight friend? Isn’t this a joke? Telling her I love her? This might be the end of everything.

I started getting furious about my fuckup mind. Why on earth would you fall for someone just like that? My girlfriend’s tight friend? This is crazy.

I keep on struggling, troubling myself not to do that. Falling in love with someone that means much to my girlfriend? This is total nonsense. I have to work more on my brain and discipline the fucked my emotions. Why am I becoming spoiled?

I keep on suppressing my feelings until I didn’t have the power to do so.

And then I finally walked up to my girlfriend’s tight friend and say, … … …

“Jane, am sorry, I love you,”

I was feeling stupid and uneasy. But anyway, I continued,

“I know you’re going to feel wronged. I know you’re going to feel misunderstood. But to God who made me, I am tired of your friend. What else can I do? Continue being tortured by her love? No! I can’t. It’s just that, you’ve occupied my mind. Please Jane, be my woman.”

I don’t know if this will be the end of everything or not. But there was a lesson I learned for a decade now: always be honest with your feelings. But sometimes, our feelings deeply fuck us up. And yes, it is fucking me up now.

She went deep into thinking. Maybe calculating everything. Loss and gain. Left or right. Thinking it through. It was depressing. She sighed. Maybe getting panicked, because she was sweating.

After three minutes of silence, both of us looking at each other. Sometimes she looked away and was feeling uneasy. But then she said,

“I also love you.”

The mission.

READ PART TWO HERE: The Mission (Part Two)

TUMBO

Chasing Girls is one thing – Achieving your Dreams is another. Welcome to TUMBO.

As a tactical man, I never let women interfere with my ways of doing things (most of them ain’t that smart). I always leave room for jumping traps.

Most of your girls are capable in holding you down, only your improvising skull will be at work.

I remember dating a girl, whom she claimed she really love me. And here we are without actually touching each other, talk of having sex (and she really love me?).

Well, as a TUMBO man, I didn’t really take it to heart. I always plan my escape before hand or improvise it along the journey.

Girls nowadays are (assuming) becoming smarter. They’re ready to use you, fuck with your brain, and finally comes back to marry you (as long as you’re this dummy).

So I ask her to come to my place (so that we could have sex). She came but she refused the sex. I didn’t stress it (because I never force women into having sex, I always maintain my dignity).

And after that, I sat her down and talk about it: … … …

“You know, I really want to have sex with you!”

“But I haven’t ready yet, let wait until we did introduction.”

(Pay attention here! I haven’t told her am marrying her. And yet, she’s trying to lure me in. So I play along…).

“Okay babe, I’ve heard you. But you’re going to be seeing me having sex with other women. As long as you’re okay with that, then I won’t worry about you not ready to have sex with me!”

“But I can’t allow that…!!”

“Well, you’ve gat to allow it. I can’t wait up till then (till her fucking introduction date). You know, as a man, how can I wait up till that long time, you wanna kill me..??”

“Hum- you mean not having sex is a problem? But you love me, right? Then why can’t you wait for me?”

“Of course am going to wait for you, just that I’ll be having sex with some other women until you’re ready!”

“No! Am not allowing that. I’ll……”

“Well, we’re not going to last that long then. I love you, and I really want to marry you (and hey fuck-face, am not planning to fucking marry her, just trying to see where this end), then why are you using sex to hold the relationship down?”

“Not that am trying to hold the relationship down or something. It’s just that, waiting till after our parents knows each other is best for me (here she didn’t give a fuck about me).”

“Okay babe, am going to wait then. Just try wearing masks when you see me flying the street with other women.”

“Then it seem you can’t wait? That mean you don’t love me? It mean ‘the sex’ is important to you than our relationship?”

“If you say so!”

(Then we both enter extra boring silence).

Purpose of this story:

Womens knows what they want, so don’t be stupid. If you think she’s trying to use some fuck up tactics to control you, you better have some counter attack up your sleeve.

Because this thing doesn’t always remain on sex, women knows how to incorporate it in almost everything they do. But if she love you, and you’re extra smart, all her tactics will be used to beneficial you.

But if you’re one of this dummy, get ready to buy your own coffin. Women fill blow your nose very fucking hard, and you’ll be there saying shit about them, such as; “Women are bitches!”

Ain’t you know before, that women are bitches? Instead of you to buckle up and get smarter, you’re saying shit. Wake up man, learn some counter attack, and train your skull to be able to think on the move.

TUMBO never slack man, you gotta know how to jump traps.

Here you go man .. .. ..

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What Types Of Girl Are You Dating?

Or let just say . . .

What Types Of Girls Are You Approaching?

According to the saying: “Show me your friends and I’ll show you who you are.” As cliches as it is am still going to give it ultimatum 10% (I mean extra ten percent even after the hundred).

You can’t really understand your life without really understanding yourself- No way!

If you think you’ve gat some standard then you’ve gotta show me your girls- Yeah, your girl really says much about your shit.

Either you have a greater standard or you lack one will determine the level of girls you’re putting up with.

No. Am not saying until you date a model. Ain’t you? Model ain’t that special of a women, they’re just okay in putting up airs. (Yeah, they’re good in demonstrating bullshit lifestyles and showering people with Merry Kay with some scrapers believe- watch out for that trap).

Am talking about real girls. Girls who have some manners. Girls who have balls. (And hey, am not talking about ones who can kick your ass just because they’ve got balls. No. Am talking about girls who understands their lives).

They treats you with total respect and make sure to never cross your boundaries. And if there’s anything contradictory between both of you, they have the manner to point it out and find ways to adjust some things. Yeah! Those types of girl.

They don’t really believe in total bullshit, (go to school, have a good job and settled down), they’ve find ways to figure out their lives. What do they really want out of life? — What If’- they could become great?

Not your fundamental stupid girls talking to you about shit without even knowing how to act- blindly talking to you anyhow.

‘Yeah, we’ve got balls and gladly kicking our man in the gut.’

Excellently superb women.

Forget about how pretty she is.

If she’s that stupid enough to disrespect you without having a care in the world she shouldn’t have your second thought- she don’t really worth it and you shouldn’t waste your time.

Let the fuckers go fuck herself.

Have some pride man. Know what you’re dealing with. If that girl ain’t that accepting then you shouldn’t force yourself. Meet new people and go new places. Have a life.

“If you can’t sit down and figure out your life then you shouldn’t be called a man.”

I have dated plenty bunch of crazy women and I realized they don’t really worth it.

And thanks for the experience. In fact, they really did well in my life. If it ain’t for them, I wouldn’t be here today.

‘Correct! You’re a bad girl and I’ve gat a lot to learn from you.’

Know what you want out of life.

And you can’t know what you want without first experiencing what you didn’t want. That’s a cliche?- really, I don’t actually know.

Unless you pass through so many heartache, break-up and so many unwanted grave of relationship you wouldn’t actually understand your life.

You’ll be there dreaming rubbish.

‘Hun- if I did really know, I wouldn’t have wasted so many times of my life chasing girls. But anyway, it did really worth it. Because assuming I haven’t done that?- well, I wouldn’t actually understand my life. What do I really want?- From women and actually from life?’

You need to have a clear purpose.

What do you really want out of life? And what types of girls are you actually dating?

The two questions will ultimately change your life.

Have a crazy day . . .

It’s your guy,

Lasisi.

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