Update!

Well last week was a really hectic week... The academic year is almost ending and now its crunch time wit the essays! The house has returned back to normal "c"(my housemate) is fine... The bump on her head went down in fact, its hardly noticeable now...We haven't talked about the incident again after that day...It worries me though, what if I wasn't there that day what would have happened? She needs help but she is too embarrassed to get professional help..To me this seems like a double edged sword... She says that she cant get professional help because her parents will loose respect for her but in the end if she doesn't get the help her actions may make her parents loose respect for her and it will be too late! I wish I could step in and tell someone in her family about it but she'll hate me for the rest of my life... So question is, should I jus let it slide?

So... Been talkin to hotboy(who by the way is not called trouble) we are constantly emailin, textin and talkin on the phone but the worst thing is that I now don't remember what he looks like..I'm starting to believe that he aint as hot as I thought..I blame the Accent! and as I'm so anti west African...His hotness was the the window through which he got a chance and as u do,I'm slowly growing attached to hearing from him everyday... so i'm scared that I'll end up wit somethin that I dint want in the first place....I gotta say though dude wasnt lying when he said he was trouble.... somedays I wonder what I was thinkin when I said I like trouble(but thats a post for another day) ...

Drink Drunk Drunkard (Part Deux)

Oh my! This weekend was the maddest weekend I've ever had in my life..one of my two housemates is in Switzerland for the week so its been jus me and my other house mate(C) since Friday..So C's friend invites us to his house on friday night and it turned into a cool party coz more people jus kept rolling in from everywhere infact most of the East African community in my town turned up... At about 4.30am almost everyone was leaving so decided to leave coz i figured I could get a ride home from one of the guys who was leaving, at this point I asked C if she wanted to come home with me but she refused.. problem was, we had only carried one key so if I went home i'd have to wake up and open the door for her which in my current state was the last thing i wanted to do.... the Bed was calling.... I explained this to her, but she insisted she wanted to stay even though the owner of the house was tired too and wanted her out too.. earlier that night she had started making accusations at one of my friends wit no basis and jus threw a major tantrum for no reason and then turned to crying and saying how she was gettin death threats..now, I live wit her, and we live in quiet little old town in Uk which consists of students and old people... so death threats... was way way out there in Loonyville ...mann jus listening to her for those ten mins was very concerning coz she was jus being really over emotional and sensitive to anything anyone said an everyone was kinda walkin on egg shells around her and jus figured that she'd been drinking and had a little too much...anyway I went home leaving her at the party and dint worry coz its like a five min walk to my house from there..
Now at 6.30 - 7ish the door bell rings and its the host of the party telling me that C has fallen down on the road and to come help so while i was gettin my stuff together he explained how she jus run out of the house and up the road banging on peoples doors screaming "Help Help" then saw his car and started running away from it..in her effort to get away fom the car she fell down but got up and continued running and banging on doors, eventually someone opened and she went into the house. so he was taking me to the house she entered.

When i got there C was really glad to see me and she looked so distraught... the poor jungu family who had been woken up were really worried as to what was happening and were trying to calm her down.She then told me that she was being chased by the host of the party and he wanted to kill her because she saw something that she wasn't supposed to see but she couldn't remember what she saw....but now coz i had talked to the guy it was kinda hard to believe what she was sayin and I think she could see that i wasn't totally convinced with the story she was telling so then she jus turned on me started asking me if I believe what she was saying.... I on the other hand was trying to be rational asking her if she wanted to go home or to the hospital...but then she started crying and saying that she wasn't safe and wanted to go somewhere that no one knew about and that now she dint trust me so she dint need my help and wanted me to leave! it was crazy... Finally, I convinced her to go to the hospital coz she had a really bad bump on her head. Now coz I had jus come there wit jus my house keys and phone I needed to get my bag so when I was leaving she started gettin paranoid again..askin me why i needed to go home.. who i was going to see...mann at this point the old lady was now really confused but jus stayed calm and was really nice so i went back home and came back armed to go to the hospital and then police station coz she wanted to make a statement against the guy... Then when I called the cab she started telling the lady that she doesn't trust me and that she cant go with me alone in the cab coz she might not reach the hospital but the old lady kept trying to convince her that I'm her friend and that i was here to help her.. she eventually agreed but only because she gave the lady her mobile numbers to call her in an hour to make sure she is safe...WA ! it was too early in the morning for me to be dealing with all this and it was too early to call anyone else...went to the hospital then the police station all the time C saying all sorts of things e.g The murdered someone in that house and thats why they were after her... she started calming down after the hospital and then when we got to the police station she really had nothing to say all!!!! The stories she had told me before had all disappeared and she told the cops that she was being chased but in the end they refused to take the statement because they felt that she was still under the influence.... eventually got home at about 12pm so so tired... slept the whole day Basically i woke up when it was dark and unfortunately had to go to two other Parties that night..

So picked myself up and went to the first party about 9.30ish and proceeded to get my drink on..by the time i got to the next party, I was quite happy.. hadn't been this "Happy" in a while...the Bash was full of loads of people.. so I was taking a break outside the house wit a pal and thought I saw a guy I know going into the next house so I ran over to call him into the party, but when I got there turns out it wasnt the guy but some other quite hot lookin man, I apologised and went back to my pal gushing as to how silly I looked anyway a few moments later the guy came out of the house and was gettin into his car right in front of us and I dont know what got into me..I shouted "Hey Baby! whats ur Name" the guy looked honestly quite shocked that a girl was hollarin at him from behind a Bush so he was like "what?" so i repeated

Me: Whats ur name babe!
Hot boy: Trouble
Me: Trouble?
Hot Boy: Yea trouble honey
Me: Well I like trouble....

The guy jus smiled and drove off. Now honestly, I dont know what came over me, usually I dont act like this ..accosting random men is not something I do.. Anyhow I went back inside and continued to mingle and like an hour or two(cant really remember) later, I was hanging wit some guys in one of the rooms in the house when one of the guys who lives in the house came to me and said that therez a guy who wants to see you...so out I come and Guess Who? Yes.... Hot Boi! oh my goodness, I was in total shock that was the last thing on my mind... I thought i'd never see the guy again and there he was looking so cute...until... he opened his mouth and out it came.....(Now I have nothing against my fellow Africans but there is one thing that I cant stand..and I know I'm not the only one...The WEST African ACCENT!!!!!!!!) Yea so in an instance his hottness was crashing like stock in 1929! but I had to remind myself that I live in a town where the ratio of women to men is like 4 to 1... so its really rare for a guy to come after a girl.. infact I'm surprised he wasnt grabbed in his pursuit to look for me at the bash... Anyway we got talking and he turns out to be a cool guy, 24,works in london,went to a great Uni.. tick tick tick !!! we exchanged numbers and he left..my friends who were hanging wit me that night were as surprised as I was... so he sent me a text and then called me when he got home and umm yea i'm quite impressed and a bit giddy....I have a Crush!

What a weekend!