Hmm this diary thing is pretty cool! It�s already week SIX. So you know how I told you that Tommy called and left messages for me? Well I returned his call on Sunday, I went over to his place, he made lasagna (my favorite), one thing led to another yada yada� same thing happened on Monday, Tuesday (dang, don�t I sound like Craig David?)� anywayz, he was being so sweet to me hanging out with me during the nights and leaving cute messages for me during the day like this one he left on Monday at 2:35pm.
�Hello Femi, it�s Tooooommmy! Just calling because I miss you and cannot wait to see you later. I never realized how much I missed you till we started hanging out together. I really can�t wait to see you tonight! Please hurry home soon! If you don�t I might have to come over there and get you myself.� Hearty laugh. �Call me when you get back.�
Let�s just say that it�d been rather weird. As I said before, Tommy and I had our share of good times and bad times� and you know how it is right? You only seem to remember the bad times and for a good while I�ve deeply hated him �trust me when I say it�d been justified. However, lately, since we�d started spending some time together I remembered the amazing times we had had together and even though I wasn�t sure I wanted to have a full fledged relationship, I liked having him around �even though he had literally shattered my heart to pieces and it was still trying to mend.
Let me give you the low down. Tommy and I met in high school. There�s this African club thingy that our parents belong to so from childhood, I had always seen Tommy around and for a long time I didn�t find him attractive �not till high school. Tommy isn�t an exceptional person. He�s average height, average build, moderately attractive and even though he was on the basketball team, he spent most of his career on the bench. But this did not stop him from being the �#1 Playa or �most desirable male� on campus. There�s just something about him. He�s got bucket loads of charm and I swear to you on a bright and sunny day, he could convince you it was dark and rainy outside. His got the tongue of The Serpent. And he just has this way of making people fall for him and being the mere mortal that I am, I did. We started dating senior of high school and knowing that he could date any female he so desired, I was very flattered by the attention. Before I knew it, I fell madly in love with him and made certain his every wish was granted. I must say I became the proverbial �fool for love.� By the way did I mention he was my first? From where I stood, everything he did was magical.
Anyway, like Felicity, I chose my university based on where he was going so that we could continue our relationship. We kept dating all through sophomore year� at least until that fateful day in February.
So what happened? Well, like the stereotypical scenario, I walked into his room unannounced and unexpected (I had some amazing news I just had to share with him) and there he was making out with another girl! I guess it could have been worse �they could both have been naked� but that was enough for me. I walked in, dropped my book, picked it up and walked out. Turns out the asshole had been cheating on me (with different females) the whole time. I was so dumb and �in love� that I was sure that I would easily have forgiven him if he at least had had the decency to call and beg but he didn�t call me for another 43 days. Can someone say BASTARD??!?!
Back to this week�s story. As I said, we hung out Sunday, Monday and Tuesday. Wednesday I didn�t see him cos I had to go out with my parents. Thursday, after work, I am feeling rather peckish so as I�m walking to the store to get some Doritos, who do I see looking rather cosy with his girlfriend sitting in a coffee shop? You guessed it �TOMMY THE BASTARD!!! Being the lady that I am, I decide not to make a scene so I walk into the shop, greet Tommy and his �lady� and walk out.
That evening, Tommy calls me, telling me �something came up so can we postpone tonight�s tryst?� Like HELLO!?!?!?! Somebody must be on drugs! Was I the only one at the coffee shop? Friday afternoon, Tommy comes to see during my lunch break and this is how it went down.
�Hey, Femi sorry about last night, howz it going?� He�s all smiley and reaches out to hug me. I reject him. He looks rather confused, �What�s the matter? Who upset my baby today?�
I am shocked. �Excuse me? Who�s your baby?�
His smile fades and he backs away, �Hey, don�t take your anger out on me. I just came to say hello.�
Now I�m really confused, �Are you some kind of psycho? Actually I think I�m the psycho for ever thinking you could change.�
�What are you talking about?�
�I am talking about how you were all lovey-dovey with your ex yesterday.�
�My ex?� Pause. �Oh, you mean my girlfriend?�
I laugh. �Why am I surprised? All that shit about how you missed me blah blah blah was just lines. And I sure as hell fell for �em.�
He laughed condescendingly. �How funny. Ha ha ha. Lines? Girl, you know I only speak the truth. Anything that happened between us was mutually desired and appreciated. Let�s not be na�ve. I never said I was leaving my girlfriend and I certainly don�t intend to. I was under the impression that we had an understanding.�
There really isn�t any word to describe him other than BASTARD. I laughed knowingly, � You�ve got that right. We have an understanding. I understand you�re a bastard. I understand you are a heartless piece of shit. I understand you are selfish. And just like Angie Stone says I understand that �that�s the one that would do it to you.� Karma�s a bitch dude� Now I need to get back to work so kindly leave.�
That was that.
Femi, 11:35pm, Sunday May 19, 2001
