give up already!

this post is brought to you by the letter 'C'!

actually, i just wanted to inform you, that my stalker, a mr.'wale adebayo' is CLUELESS! this fool called me AGAIN on monday and today, at 630am. this fool is getting crazier by the day...and oh, i dunno, since i didn't answer his 10th? phone call, he decides to email me the following:

Hello Camille Brown,
How are you doing today,hope you are doing just gr8,after the last reply of my email i never hear from you again,and i was wandering and perplexed,thats the nitty-gritty why am emailing you to know if you are okay,i even try ur number several time it keep entring voice mail before i knew my whole credit is gone,i guess you still remember me Wale the Law student who told you in the earlier email that he saw ur nice look,email id all in ur profile,i just came say hi again and to know if you doing okay then am fine here too,pls till i hear from you always know how special you are to the world bcs you are an angel whom the world angel will bow for soon.
Wale
+2348062135654

aww, he wasted all his credit...and he's "perplexed"? ha.but,seriously though, if you lived in london, you would understand that credit is precious - but he is still a loser!
pz out ppl!

STALKER!

i went to paris on thursday, and just arrived this afternoon (story to come later).

while in paris, i get the following email, from a 'wale adebayo'. c'mon, you're smart enough to guess his nationality.
just in case you're slow, here's a hint: country code is +234:

Hello Camell Brown,
How are you doing hope you doing just gr8 and ok pls let me know pls,am Wale by name i saw ur nice look and the eyes of tommorrow abd a eyes of an angel and a special angel at that whom the world angel is gonna bow for,eacht time i see ur eyes in facebook i never stop but to keep saying hi to you by sending you an email any man who fails to adore you or appreciate you never deserve knowing you pls i really wish to know you more better am Wale once again and am a Law Student who love justice.
Pls do me a favour by taking very good care of urself pls and always remember who you are a precious and special person to the world to people like me who knows that.
Wale

siiiiiigh! uuuh, alright ppl. nevermind the incorrect grammar, but WHO THE HELL IS WALE ADEBAYO? aaand more importantly, HOW DID YOU GET MY EMAIL.WTF??!?

i had a nice, relaxing saturday in versaille, and come home to this second email, which, i guess he forgot to tell me, in the first one? :

Hello Camell Brown,
How are you doing hope you doing just gr8 and ok pls let me know pls.

now, after that second email, i was like, this ass is crazy..so, i replied:

who is this?!? and more importantly, how do you have my email address?!?

here's the problem: my dumb ass replied to this crazy guy with my phone number in my signature! sooo stupid of me! guess i noticed that too late. but catch the reply:

Hello Camille,
How are you doing this moment,am glad that you reply back my email,that shows how different from others you are,if i may introduce myself the more,am Wale by name and am a Law Student,i am also a member of facebook where i was searching to meet somewhere,then i luckily saw ur pretty look on there and ur email address too,i wanna let you know i mean no harm neither did i have any bad intention towards emailing you,am just a kind of person who love appreciating good things when i see them,so thats why i came say hi and to let you know for real that trull i have seen women with beauty,but to my greatest surprise no one i mean no one could ever be compared with you,pls i really look up to ur reply and am gonna give you a call,with the number you display right here,till then pls do me a favour by taking very good care of urself pls and always know u are special and precious to some 1 here Wale.
Wale
+2348062135654.
oh, so i guess he figured out how to spell my name, since my email address doesn't offer a clue? and i did not 'give him permission' to call me? but, he kept his promise of calling me, as i wake up sunday morning to 8 missed calls??! from him..
p.s- did a lil fcbk investigation and found 2 'wale adebayo's', one of which is on the london network, where my info is completely visible. i sure did change my privacy settings, but this ass already has my #, email, maybe blog address, and quite possibly is reading this as i write.
ha!?

paperchase.

in retrospect:
now, i know, this post may not be anything to you, (and i could careless), but....someone stole my PAPER TOWEL, and i REAAALLLY don't appreciate that sh*t!

i went into the kitchen a couple of days ago, and noticed an unopened roll of BOUNTY aka 'name brand' paper towel missing..i bought 2 rolls a wk prior; there's a roll remaining in my room. i understand using my unopened BOUNTY, but... taking the unopened roll, and completely removing my things from the kitchen?!? *sigh, the most likely culprits are my new roomies-- by the way, aall american undergrads who i know very little about, and THE CLEANING PPL! these 'cleaners' are always in our flat..and that kitchen did look squeaky clean.
hmph.
and i am tripping about my damn paper towel, b/c @ restaurants they give you ONE napkin, and you better not ask for more...and paper towels are expensive at the market-- sooo i use them sparingly...they're [paper towels] somewhat of a luxury.
ppl these days....

primark let me down

so, yesterday, i was wearing my PRIMARK ballet flats..they cost me 4 quid, and hadn't let me down, until... so, i exit baker's street tube station and doo-ta--doo,i bust my ass near a bunch of pigeoons(aka 'flying rats')!! i seriously don't even know i slipped, er fell... and the crazy thing is, noone stopped, noone laughed, i was just in shock, b/c you know how many ppl are in london on any street, @ any time of day?!?

i was just even more upset, b/c the pigeons are flying around me, and i couldn't run away this time, i couldnt willingly avoid the pigeons! grrr....if only i didnt have to go to the damn baker's street campus to get my damn check, this clearly all could've been avoided.
oh well, i can laugh @ it now.
..p.s--> i saw this women str8 out of africa today..she nearly knocked me over with her child..i mean she had her baby swaddled in some 'starry-nite' bed sheets instead of buying a damn papoose for the poor baby! they do make these 'baby-carriers' you know?!?
oh well, off to the 'electric birdcage'..cool name, huh? it's tracy's bday

DK aka denmark

ok..so, i visited my old flatmate, sabine, in arhus, denmark...
damnit, it was coold. well, colder than london, at least..and all i did was EAT.SHOP (everything in that country is designer, go figure?). BE LAZY AS HELL.!! it was gr8...and the men-- gorgeous? laawd.
o, yes, and i visited a science museum b/c im a nerd like that. and, at this particular museum there was an exhibit on childbirth and blah, blah..and do you know, one of these exhibits was of a uterus?! a damn uterus, that you can 'crawl' into and everything?? DISGUSTIN', but the pic above is of me, in the uterus...yes, my dream...fulfilled?? and you could also put on the 'baby-suit' contraption as if i wanted to pretend to be pregnant... but, i couldn't do that..that's just too much.
the uterus was enough for me..

ny-08

aaaaaand, i have returned everyone! i know, i know, it's been awhile since i've written. haPPy neW Yr!!
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i spent my new yrs @ a moroccan restaurant - souk - in covent garden...it's a nice little spot =)
..afterwards, some friends and i hit the streets to join hundreds of thousands, literally, of britons, to watch fireworks..im telling you, the crowds were ridiculous!!
ppl were hanging from the street lights and go figure, it was RAINING - like some serious rain! and tubes were open til 4am instead of 1230am..massive !

after fireworks, this random guy comes up and tries to kiss me..im like, once again...wtf?.. ppl are crazy. so, this guy, asian, probably indian, says, "why you no kiss?' my reply, cuz i dont know you?
ugh, oh well it was new years, i let him give me a kiss...on the cheek...

after new yrs, i got to recover from jet lag...WHAT A B*TCH!... had to get over this jet lag b4 DK ....

thoughts on rain.

hmm..today's a pretty rainy day..go figure..i live in london, right?!?

..and it got me thinking..i asked my friend riaz if he was going out anywhere last wkknd...and do you know his response, "no, it's raining..don't think i'll be heading out."

WTF?? are you kidding me?!? it's LONDON. that's what happens. it rains...and i don't mean, soFla thunderstorms that last hours on end..i mean annoying just-rain-damnit-if-you're going-to-rain type of rain. some would call that mist.

..and besides dealing with rain in london, one is also subject to the tube...
..and it got me thinking..there's this little button that lights up when the tube doors are about to open. this little button is usually controlled by the tube conductor. everyday, at LEAST one idiot pushes the poor little button with aaalll their might as if they have 'the magic touch' that will open the tube doors upon arrival. sorry, IDIOT you are not the chosen one.

anyway, once off the tube, you must push past this same IDIOT who happens to be pulling 2 heavy ass suitcases, who has no idea where he/she is going, and stops on the middle of the platform blocking you and the "hardworking" citizens or other students from getting to work or uni.
..and yes, i'm still thinking...ppl, myself included, morph into this wretched soul pushing past ppl, and nearly tripping over strollers, and the geriatrics to get to these "stairways to heaven' to only be greeted by...gray skies (or sometimes blue ones)
but, by this time you have morphed back into your proper self and actually are friendly with that IDIOT..