O.K. Diary. So it's week THREE You know how I told you that I'm moving back home? Well... earlier this week I did. It wasn't too bad you know� I got my old room and because my mom had turned it into her personal junkyard, we spent about 3 hours cleaning the place up -like I didn't already hate moving home�

Anywayz, that was Tuesday. So on Wednesday my childhood posse decided to have a lil reunion� it was me, Trace, Janelle, Amber, 'Timmy the dog' and Linda. I know these are strangers to you so I am gonna try to give you some info on them. Janelle and 'Timmy the dog' are married, and 'Timmy the dog' got his nickname from this 'famous five' series my Dad forced me to read as a kid -kinda similar to hardy boys. His real name is Donald but as kids he was always the only guy in the group so, us girls were "the famous five" while he was 'Timmy the dog," poor kid. He was such a geek, at least we all thought so, but I guess Janelle's had a change of heart.

So where was I? Yeah Janelle and "the dog" are married. Janelle's Aunty and my Mother used to work together, that's how I met her, Timmy is my neighbor, Amber is Timmy's and Trace's cousin and Linda is another neighbor. We hung out a lot as kids and were rather inseparable but now, Janelle and "the dog" are stuck together like glue so they are really annoying and seem to have the same mind -BLAH, I went to college out of state so I kinda left the group, Amber went to the local college but made new friends, and Trace and Linda became lesbian lovers. Gatcha! Just making sure you were listening� Linda's a Rhode's scholar and went to Oxford, while Trace's just Trace.

Anywayz, it was quite a reunion of sorts and all my friends are living at home except the married irritants and Linda who's got a big time job with Ford in Detroit -bully for her. So, we decided to go to TGI Friday's for dinner and everything was going a great as can be expected (considering some of us hadn't seen each other in years) when the bastard of all bastards, Tommy Ngujuna had to show up at the restaurant with that slut of a girl fucking friend. I guess I haven't told you much about him� I'll tell you at a later date, he deserves his own chapter. I'll just tell you that no one has shattered my heart the way Tommy did and even though it's been a while, I don't think I can ever recover.

Back to the story. Tommy comes in with his 'lady'friend, and if you ask me I'll think she ought to consider joining the circus looking the way she does but to be fair, I don't know anything about her so I guess I shouldn't call her names. Back to Tommy. He walked into the restaurant and hesitated when he saw me (asshole) but decided to proceed towards our table.

He tapped 'the dog's' shoulder and like your regular Judas 'the dog' stood up and gave him a warm hug -traitor! Anyway, he said hello to everyone before he looked at me.
"Hello Femi"
"Hello. How are you doing?" I fake smile
"Great. And you?"
"Wonderful." I looked at his girlfriend. "Aren't you going to introduce us to your little friend?

"My little friend?" He sighed. "Femi, you'll never change." I shrugged my shoulders. "Everyone I was saving the best for last," he gave me a sly look "I would like you to meet the woman that makes my life worth living." He grabbed her hand. "Hi, this is Christine." Then he looked at me. "Femi, yeah, she is little, I bet you can't remember the time you used to be too." Then he walked off.
FUCK!!! Can you believe that upon all that I still find him attractive? And since Wednesday I haven't been able to get him off my mind? I think I have serious issues, Diary, what do you suggest?
                             Femi, 9:45am, Sunday April 28, 2002
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