tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13508860775749205662011-11-27T16:35:22.498-08:00I broke up with my boyfriend in January. She broke up with her boyfriend in March. He caught her with another man in February. We sat together at the bar and had drinks. Here is what we spoke about. I am the writer of the three, but can you tell which story belongs to whom?SPEECHgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00688236912526630289noreply@blogger.comBlogger471100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-16143659941341124822011-03-09T00:23:00.000-08:002011-03-09T00:23:24.551-08:00

abisona music. fashion. consciousness.: "Black & Yellow" Remix by Naija Boyz: "Hey peeps. Check out this remix of the hit song 'Black & Yellow' by Wiz Khalifa, and of course, don't forget to drop us a line. If you ask m..."

SPEECHgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00688236912526630289noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-38984146196974699022010-06-21T23:43:00.000-07:002010-06-21T23:44:28.575-07:00

Enjoy!

SPEECHgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00688236912526630289noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-29588868915883500612010-06-18T01:02:00.000-07:002010-06-18T01:27:25.697-07:00

Hows it going with those heartbreak stories?As you might have guessed, we are either in new relationships, or too numb to speak, because we have not been blogging as frequently as we used to, but hey!If you would like to spend some time away, you can go to Dubai this August. And not just go, but explore. And not just go and explore, but go and explore with other young adults!Here is the link to

SPEECHgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00688236912526630289noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-82675139764091352010-06-15T01:20:00.000-07:002010-06-15T01:21:07.326-07:00

i askedu hesitatedso i guess its on now

SPEECHgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00688236912526630289noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-89865673812274810862010-01-20T08:17:00.001-08:002010-01-20T08:25:38.373-08:00

We just want to say thank you for the love and support so far!CON.tra.diction released her singles barely a few days ago on radio, and longer than that online, and the buzz has been mad!Please check the online links out, listen, leave comments, and SPREAD THE WORD!We appreciate that you have been there for a long time; it is time to get more foot soldiers! CON.tra.diction as MOST BUZZED ABOUT

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Some love quicklyThey hardly take time to breathe before they sailSome love hardIts all or nothings, have or have notsSome love fastOne minute they are sane, and then they are notBut with all, love never lastsLove comes softlyIt does not ask why, now from whence you cameLove is safe and secure, calm and reassuringLove loves even when it couldn’tLove hurts even when it shouldn’tLove is the sum of

SPEECHgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00688236912526630289noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-47304798008484109112010-01-06T02:37:00.000-08:002010-01-06T02:44:51.361-08:00

It's snowing.it's cold.and am missing you.call me,for just a minute,don't even speak,just let me hear you breathing on the phone.and i will feel warm again!

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Can't believe it!We have barely broken up, and now you are out.But not on your own or with a group of friends... No o!That wd be too simple, and we do complex right?!No! U are out with HER!I knew it!I told u!And u kept denying cos you are just clueless liar mehn!If you don't think her cleavage is cool and her voice is sexy, then why are you here with her begging to explain cos you have been

SPEECHgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00688236912526630289noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-30038966679456829242010-01-04T06:03:00.000-08:002010-01-04T06:04:28.709-08:00

Hi guys!Welcome to the New Year... that is, if you haven’t got tired of it already!LOL!So 2010 promises to be fun, and we thought we should run some things by you!THESE GENES sickle-cell project which has been doing work in the background quietly in 2009, will be making noise in 2010! Please click on the link below to join the group on facebook for regular updates!First event March, noise starts

SPEECHgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00688236912526630289noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-52064962396645821202009-12-31T02:48:00.001-08:002009-12-31T02:48:36.644-08:00

Every year has its own flavour, its own style, its own highs, its own lows! I mean, this is the year that saw us lose so many interesting names in showbiz. How do you measure which loss was the hardest? How do you quantify losing Patrick Swayze for example? How many tears do you shed for Brittany Murphy? What do you do to effectively mourn Farah Fawcett? And where do you start to say goodbye to

SPEECHgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00688236912526630289noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-78439004926705209842009-12-24T22:30:00.001-08:002009-12-24T22:32:23.843-08:00

Merry Christmas everyoneIt feels though, that that which the Grinch cdnt do, the economy and heartbreak have done!

SPEECHgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00688236912526630289noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-83095293102022572009-12-19T00:28:00.000-08:002009-12-19T03:15:41.583-08:00

I saw you with her,Walking down the streetStealing kisses and laughing.You looked happy,And am sad.Sad at what i lost.I took you for granted.Did not understand how much you loved me,Until i lost you to another.I hope she loves you the way you deserve.I hope she treats you good.I miss you.I saw you with herAnd am still crying.

maybe a divahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15813983596633678662noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-31283934433776001212009-12-15T02:12:00.000-08:002009-12-15T02:20:10.868-08:00

Its hard to explain why i have not been writingLets just say the universe has not been aligning properly for me to writeYes o! I may not believe in chi (qi) and such, but i do know sometimes, you just need to be at peace to writeIt doesnt mean you have to be happy, it just means you have to be at peaceIt doesnt mean you have to be free, it just means you have to be at peaceAnd in my case, there

SPEECHgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00688236912526630289noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-27847253790021187682009-11-27T08:37:00.000-08:002009-11-29T19:34:26.964-08:00

So we're talking againWe're laughing like beforeSo much to talk about, so much to sayAgain you're on my mind, and it seems I'm on yoursAnd here we are, holding handsWe inch in closer and closer to each otherWe kiss. Lightly. Then deeper. And deeperThose old feelings. The longing. They all come rushing backYour body feels as wonderful as it used toTouching you. Making you make those soundsYou

incoherenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06739942446204387048noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-74098949264432044352009-11-25T15:07:00.000-08:002009-11-25T15:51:49.286-08:00

I wish you would call.I know I said I never wanted to see you again.I know I deliberately cut you out my lifeBut I wish you would miss meI wish you would damn the consequences and call meI wish I were on your mind as you so obviously are on mineYeah yeah I know I said I wanted you goneI still do, but I wish you'd try to change my mindI want you, want you really badWant you out of my head, but

incoherenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06739942446204387048noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-70589669072564293542009-11-24T13:30:00.000-08:002009-11-26T06:11:49.883-08:00

I dumped you, so you called all your guysshowed them all my love notes and lettersBig pity party !How about if i call my girlsAnd tell them about your understanding of kissingDid i say kissing ? more like face rape !With you the tongue is a weapon of mass destruction !The way you think the breast is a mountain you have to climbThe way you think the g spot is an holy grail you can never find !Dude

maybe a divahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15813983596633678662noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-88438469634286345902009-11-12T22:38:00.000-08:002009-11-12T22:43:18.975-08:00

So you dumped me for a super sized me?I mean come on!

SPEECHgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00688236912526630289noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-18784866781594688242009-10-18T10:49:00.000-07:002009-10-18T10:59:51.527-07:00

Met boy on the first dayKissed on the second dayWent third base on the third dayMet his friends on the fourth daySaid i love you on the fifth dayWent all the way on the sixth dayGot dumped on the seventh day !

maybe a divahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15813983596633678662noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-75612160905559740522009-10-06T07:00:00.000-07:002009-10-06T07:06:56.887-07:00

So i dumped youBig deal !Get a lifeAnd stop driving in front of my house every day with your new tacky girlfriend !

maybe a divahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15813983596633678662noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-70685110417272406302009-10-05T12:38:00.000-07:002009-10-05T12:51:34.216-07:00

So you think it is over,thinking we should say goodbye ? am standing here, staring at you.watching your mouth move without hearing your voice.'Cause my heart already told me what you are trying to say.But....am not leavingNot ready to move onSee,my heart is still in your handsSo am not going.Am going to wear my hair the way you like itAm going back to dressing the way you love.Cause i know you

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Everything that's been done points to the fact that you're a user. Everything that's been suggests that you're a pig. And yet i foolishly believed. That somewhere, somehow you are true. Unfortunately, as had happened before you were an ass. Made a complete fool of me and then ask "what?". I slink home with my head down wondering how it was i got into this same mess again.Why do i always do this?

incoherenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06739942446204387048noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-88053993942695431602009-10-05T09:17:00.000-07:002009-10-05T09:40:50.683-07:00

Listen......He wants loveShe is sooo in lustHe wrote poemsShe sends naughty textsHe wants to gaze into her eyesShe wants him to penetrate herWhile love growsLust fire diedHe said she is a bitch , she broke his heartShe said he is a stud, the best she ever had !

maybe a divahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15813983596633678662noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-26122447198783245072009-10-03T03:18:00.000-07:002009-10-03T03:24:32.155-07:00

Don't get it twistedThis was not meant to lastYou got yours , i got mineYou want love , i want lustWalking away is the only option

maybe a divahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15813983596633678662noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-89289794841878169412009-10-03T03:04:00.000-07:002009-10-03T03:17:40.174-07:00

I still have your picture as my screen saverOur music is still my ring toneYour picture is still on my bedsideNo ! am over youI just want a reminderNever to date a man like you again !

maybe a divahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15813983596633678662noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-14748255139811841922009-09-29T14:31:00.000-07:002009-09-29T14:36:40.270-07:00

I'm with another. And yet you remain in my thoughts.I'm with another. And yet it is you who i want to call when i pick up the phone.I'm with another. And yet it is your face i look for in the crowd.I'm with another. And so are you.

incoherenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06739942446204387048noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-20297912568115647932009-09-25T11:56:00.000-07:002009-09-25T12:15:35.839-07:00

All my friends said you are not good for me, they said it's for the best.So why do i keep on coming back to you ?Sneaking and gamingLies and half-truthsMaybe you did not break my heart enough the first timeMaybe you need to smash it before i accept you are toxicHow did a fling turn into a major love affair ?God ! i just want to get over you.

maybe a divahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15813983596633678662noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-86390933502782415012009-09-25T11:43:00.000-07:002009-09-25T11:55:25.201-07:00

Our Place ! Our Song ! Our Dance ! Can't believe you took the woman you left me for to our favourite restaurant, listening to our favourite song and dancing with her the way you danced with me. Snap ! leap of joy ! you're missing me ! You wish your new chick is me !

maybe a divahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15813983596633678662noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-37600925476319455632009-08-29T12:03:00.000-07:002009-08-29T12:04:04.448-07:00

I will not break up with youPush me, Pull me, Tease me

SPEECHgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00688236912526630289noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-71251308782935638042009-08-08T07:52:00.000-07:002009-08-08T07:54:51.681-07:00

Here's what i don't getShe didn't love you... She didn't want you...So you got her a ring

SPEECHgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00688236912526630289noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-27312356654801159402009-08-08T02:50:00.000-07:002009-08-08T02:55:13.881-07:00

Should you ever ask a guy where you are headed? Is it ever appropriate? Cos there is a school of thought that says, if you have to ask, the answer is the negative.Then there are those who think you should know cos being in a relationship is an investment. There is something about asking that makes you seem desperate.

SPEECHgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00688236912526630289noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-63931963210739748332009-06-26T20:55:00.001-07:002009-06-26T21:03:02.792-07:00

the man taught me to dance without knowing it is gone. cant believe it. and there is noone here for me to talk. about time i moved on. about time i forgot. let his death be the death of my missing her. of my idiotic grieving. no more walking around, doing what i have to with no feelings no emotions.thanks MJ in your death i have been brought back to life

incoherenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06739942446204387048noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-43311057039995100062009-06-15T07:46:00.000-07:002009-06-15T07:48:58.354-07:00

They call it falling in loveCos you always get hurtIts hard to be rationalWhen you heart is hurtingSometimes it feels physicalAnd burns through your soulSome lie in bedOthers have to reactSome keep talkingOthers just stay walkingIt is a stand you both takeAnd one way or the otherSomeones going to have to blinkYou snoozeYou loseLook who's crying now

SPEECHgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00688236912526630289noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-72682837515052030932009-05-25T09:15:00.000-07:002009-05-25T09:24:37.437-07:00

s.h.a.r.e Media Entertainment and Networking, a company dedicated to giving the young Nigerian adult avenues and opportunities to express themselves while networking and making new friends and contacts, through its own events, or via partnerships with like-minded companies and projects, has announced that the first edition of VENUS s.h.a.r.e, a quarterly hang-out for women only, will hold this

SPEECHgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00688236912526630289noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-43851533097891789372009-04-15T12:08:00.000-07:002009-04-15T12:11:29.000-07:00

Do they talk about me? Does he tell her about me? Does she even want to know?And when they kiss, does she kiss like me? Or better?Will he make her happy? Will she make him happier than i made him?Is she better than me?Does he think about me?Does he still hate me?Does he miss me?Does he wonder if i miss him, hate him, love him, miss him?

SPEECHgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00688236912526630289noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-89998348120531291162009-03-31T12:36:00.000-07:002009-03-31T12:42:48.641-07:00

I don't know if i was truly thinking forever. It was a nice comfortable relationship. We spoke daily, had a few laughs, saw a movie or two, and made out a lot.Maybe i saw myself being comfortable with that, inspite of the things that worried me. But it was a relationship, and i was enjoying it. Till we started getting to the period when it all crumbled. I could feel it i guess; the pulling away.

SPEECHgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00688236912526630289noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-18309477388233653262009-03-17T10:37:00.000-07:002009-04-12T12:58:25.736-07:00

Friday night. Was at the club with friends, talking, laughing it up. Getting our weekend off to a good start. Griping about the stress of the week past and looking forward to the 2 day break from the daily grind.Then I heard her. I'd made a joke fully expecting it to fully expecting it to fall flat.....not everyone gets my jokes :( ......but someone laughed. I turned around to see who my new best

incoherenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06739942446204387048noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-55614805391618199312009-03-15T15:41:00.000-07:002009-03-15T15:45:02.001-07:00

Boy likes skin on skinSaid he likes the way it felt when he put it inGirl gets pregnant and calls silly cowBut silly cow acts true to type, asking 'HOW?'How?You like skin to skinYou like the way it feels when you put it inSo please be ready when baby calls you da-ddy

SPEECHgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00688236912526630289noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-44918741887965093612009-03-10T11:33:00.000-07:002009-03-10T11:35:17.218-07:00

I wrote great poetry for youI wrote then, and sent them as an smsThen you threw a Pity Party and showed it to all your friendsHate you for that, dat no be lieYou threw a Pity Party and showed your friends my very private poetry!

SPEECHgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00688236912526630289noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-72333057204664321162009-03-02T06:47:00.000-08:002009-03-02T08:18:23.112-08:00

They say the first fight can make or break a relationshipAt the least, it can determine how other fights will go.They also say a man will treat you like he treats his motherBut that is another post entirely!Our first fight began as my fault; i was testing to see how far i could take my sulking. Not far it seemed.But his reaction?Scared me to no end!No, Tomiwa was NEVER physically abusive. I doubt

SPEECHgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00688236912526630289noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-50914998530532533242009-02-26T03:11:00.001-08:002009-02-26T03:11:35.926-08:00

Mothers should not lie to their sons. Because you then give them an overinflated sense of self!I got pregnant and my ex said i was trying to trap him.Abeg, judge oh...He lives with his parents and is currently between jobs.I work in a bank, live on my own, and my ex before him is a doctor who got an offer to work in Saudi. That was why we broke up, but we are back again in any case!I just hope he

SPEECHgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00688236912526630289noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-51576753748802784572009-02-26T03:09:00.000-08:002009-02-26T03:10:54.996-08:00

Love is a game, and the winner is determined by who breaks up first.Yes oh, and don’t get it twisted. It is not neccessarily the person who said the words first that broke up first oh! Like in my case. I said the words. But he meant them. Infact, the game was well played; you should have seen how well he played his cards and boxed me in a corner, till i gave in and said them! And then, even after

SPEECHgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00688236912526630289noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-50368834578932111962009-02-24T15:55:00.000-08:002009-02-26T20:44:02.533-08:00

Now that I have your attention, I must confess: this post does NOT tell you how to find that ONE. Rather, if anything, you will learn things NOT to do in the quest of this fabled ONE. I am looking for sympathy, quite shamelessly too. Because my God, it just hurts. It hurts really really bad. But everyone says that its not supposed to hurt. I am expected to brush it off and keep going. .....you

incoherenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06739942446204387048noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-83877242623760732022009-02-24T13:53:00.001-08:002009-02-24T13:58:59.828-08:00

I had become smug I suppose.Not about being IN love, but smug that I knew the secret to getting over heartbreak.I had not set out to deliberately get my heart broken (or in some cases, shattered) the number of times it had been broken. It just happened. I guess with the cards life deals us, I got the ‘naïve romantic head in the clouds girl’ card. The one that takes you on a journey as you

SPEECHgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00688236912526630289noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-77721526494888593042009-02-24T06:05:00.001-08:002009-02-24T06:07:45.498-08:00

1. My reputation2. Friendship3. Work4. Mutual Friends5. Peace6. Sanity7. Power8. Trust9. JuniorPeople say 'Get Over Him'Poor guy, he even thinks this is about himI am over himEmotionallyPhysicallyPsychologicallyUnfortunately, we lost things in the fire.And i am not over them.That's what this is aboutNot about Tomiwa

SPEECHgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00688236912526630289noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-89149003832835301022009-02-24T05:21:00.000-08:002009-02-24T05:29:20.180-08:00

Im still crying.Look at me, im crying now.Cos i spoke with his friend.My friend.A Mutual friend.You know what ticks me off?Everyone takes sides.Even when they say they don't. Cos it's human.You either believe the one you like more, or the one who brings more into your life.So our mutual friends? They have all taken sides. And i hate that they don't even bother to HEAR both sides!I don't care if

SPEECHgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00688236912526630289noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-67656967286673482842009-02-23T06:12:00.000-08:002009-02-23T06:16:18.484-08:00

Some get memorabiliaI didn't.He travelled for a month, and brought me back a gift. I had never had one, not even as i grew up, not even in boarding house, not even during camp. Then he travels, we boink, and voila! Happy Birthday! Vals Day! Christmas! WHatever Occasion fits the bill!Bastard

SPEECHgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00688236912526630289noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350886077574920566.post-40125886686157217592009-02-22T04:37:00.000-08:002009-02-22T04:46:30.180-08:00

It was on January 2nd that i knew.We had hung out the night before at a club. His idea. I wanted to go to church. But he didn't do church back then. So i went to church. And throughout the sermon and through all the prayers, my thoughts went to him. I prayed fervently and desperately.I guess i knew before then then.We usually always know, we can feel them slip away. When four times a day turns to

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