Holiday!!

i just feel like dancing to that Madonnas tune!!



im so happy, going to dubai yay!!, tmrw morning



Yes, im going with Him.



i deserve this rest o, they have just bin working my butt off at the company.



am i the only one!!!



anyways, when i get back, gist no go finish



later y'all



HAPPY SALLAH AND INDEPENDENCE!!!!!

The Sybarite II

I have been away on serious business o, i hardly have time these days, please o may una pardon me se.

Black Silk shirt, grey pencil skirt, new hairdo, fresh make up, 6inch patent pumps.

yo, i looked HOT. i was too fricking HOT for that day but omo it had to be worthwhile o.

HE SEDUCED ME.

Came over to my desk and starts asking me questions "How do you pronounce Sienne?"

"Whats your job description?" "Lemme have your card" in a voice that would break Medusa's heart

30secs passed as my brain tried to refocus, where did i put my cards! this guy was too close for cmfort, his cologne was making me weak. Found it atlast! Gosh Sybarite, get a GRIP! After i handed my card over to him, He just walked away like nothing had happened. ok maybe it only happened to me then. All eyes turned to me then.

Quiet questions were thrown around, i just fixed my eyes on my pc and forgot about everyone there as i tried to relive the 3mins i had spent with Him.

Chei i think its time i described this guy o.

Well, Well. as i packed my things to leave the office that day, i got a call, a strange number eh, i was curious and i crossed my fingers. Hello, When are you leaving the office. In a few minutes i replied somewhat shakily, ok, he said, lemme know i will wait for you outside, ok i said n hung up.
a million things were flying through my head and when i sat down in the passengers seat of his G series, i was like Whoah, this cannot be happening!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!, i saw the ring, d ring i saw.

And we started talking, after my apprehension i started to feel relaxed, soothed even. i felt like kicking off my pumps and cuddling with him infrnt of the fireplace......... This was the first day, i think i was grateful for traffic, on a gud day the drive to my house wont be more than 15mins, but today it seemed more like an hour, GREAT!

I have a Wife, two kids he said and smiled so brightly i felt like knocking the shine off his teeth, oh really, she's in the states, Nigerian, i blinked so hard, to avoid the tears that threatened to dislodge. okey i tried smiling back. Anyways he said he was a muslim, i felt safer.lol. im sorry i hope i dont get castigated but i think they are allowed to marry more than one wife oo! not that he told me of any intention.. . . .

Chei! Sybarite You don Hook!

The Sybarite

Who is?

i am.

i wont apologize for what i am, what i love.

i don't covet, that is, other people's

i long for what they do not have.

Its a life i have seen that comes with a PRICE.

You don't get the things i want for free.

i wont go out of my way, still i must have them.


The Sybarite I, also loves in this way.

i do not covet Other's, i covet what they do not have.

i must have mine.

this is why this Story is here.

Once upon a time, The Sybarite coveted what was Another's

Due to demand, i gatsta continu

Ok! My First thought wasn't, Oh! someone must own this one o!

it was more CAN I own THIS ONE!!!!

The Sybarite is hardly phazed by what guys have to offer, but this one didnt

even offer a thing and she was phazed.

The Sybarite knows how to read a guy, but this one couldn't be read.

The Sybarite knows it rude to stare, but she couldn't help it.

The Sybarite dosnt give older guys a second glance, but she was mighty glad

this one gave her a glance.

The Sybarite is usually calm and composed, exuding an air of control and surety, but this one unnerved the skin outta her.

The Sybarite is asking herself questions! QUESTIONS!!

Sienne! my colleague called, i was forming busy on my PC, but i had been stealing glances and trying to answer my self-composed Q's. I looked up slowly after the tenth call. He was still there, but Kendra, my partner was whispering to me. She was asking me if i needed some material for the project i was to work on, i thought she was asking me about HIM. Yes, i answered caught between the Reality and Mylity. Kendra went back to her system, and i to mine "why didnt she just IM me" i thought. Nansense gal!

i Buzzed her, she turned to look at me and i gave her OUR LOOK. Who is HE? i asked typing into the yahoo chat box. she sent a ROTFL smiley. i followed with a Puzzled smiley. Fine! she sent, He is a boss from the next block. Indeed, i replied. She gave me the 411 on HIM. By now, HE had left our office, but my heart was still racing. He had never entered our office, Kendra told me, she would know better, haven worked there longer than i had. "ok, ok" i tried to think. He cant be that gen gen jo!! i consoled myself. i will survive. i managed to turn to the project i had been on before the welcome intrusion. Before i knew what was happening, it was time to go home. i had to wait for a few to catch a ride with Angela who was going to The Galleria, i would just walk home. Walk i did, with HIM on my mind. Even when Ike called, i couldnt make out his usual ramblings, at least before i dey try, but today, he could have been speaking icelandic, i wouldnt have given it a thought.

As i lay on my Chocolate covered bed, "Sybarite oooo!! wetin dey do you" i thought. He is not gen gen jooooo!!! i consoled myself for the Millionth time. With that i fell asleep, and NO, i didn't Dream about HIM. My Dreams are reserved for DAYtime, atleast thats what happened that night.

Sybarite, You Don Hook.

The Lover, The Wise and the Sybarite

I didnt know what to title this, but it is going to be a story in progress.

i met someone, wiser, older, He is my Lover. when i say older, you have no idea!

i cant type much just now, im trying to compose the whole thing in my head.

it brings tears to my eyes when i think of it and a certain warmth to my heart.

i talk with him almost everyday and im just so taken.. . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Blog-Hopping

I have been doing a bit of Blogville prancing, hopping if you may.

wow, some blogs are mighty personal, some people write so much :-O

and so well, wow.

thats the much i can say, WOW.

im jealous of some of you o!, you seem to have such interesting lives, hopping from

one continent to the next, when all i got is me Lasgidi, :-(

LOL.

its all good though, its nice to know people are as real as they come

i may not comment often but i am definitely reading!

i will try to inject as much life as possible into my blog, i dont want it at -0.001 degrees.

As to my Tori, e dey come : -P

Sybaritan

i got this avatar thingy link from Onydchic. i think say e luk like me ooo!!! hehehee

Las gidi giddy

Seriously, i didnt even know what to name this post, i dont even know the meaning of Lasgidi

i just know it makes me feel Giddy in Lagos : )

AAAAnyways! This Lagos sef! I have lived here all my life and to be frank/Ernest whichever you prefer, i don't see my self living else where o! well Maybe if i get an incredible pay packet somewhere in Zürich :P

I read somewhere that lagos is one helluva expensive city, more expensive than LA sef!!!!
well i must say it is o, but we dey survive, my apartment costs like $1200 per month, we dey try o! Since i no know how to drive yet i dey use bus and evryone knows these bus people cn be crazy. sometimes i have to go with an okada! those ones are the craziest! they nearly killi me yesterday sef

There is one mad gist about one guy wey dey my office o, i no say i look small like oyinbo but e no give pesin the right to wan try scam me na!!

i go give full tori later, make i just go back to the work den giff me before them go think say i dey home from work.

i feel very giddy right now sha : )))

BloggerLand

It feels good to write dosnt it?

coming down to Bloggerland seems nice enough.

I would see how it goes, i have heard horror stories

but i have also heard horror stories of people who ate beans.

i love my beans :)

Anyways, Bloggerland, This is I, Sienne strange name huh, i wonder too oh!

i will be blogging as frequently as possible and yeah i have lots to blog about!

later!

My Memoirs

This is who i am,

if i was bad gal la la la lal alala lalala laaaaaa

then i'd have all the boys in world

if i was a SEXY GAL yeah yeah yeah!!