Rashys diary

This is a story of a young girl looking for a perfect soul mate.

RASHY'S DIARY
Chapter 1
RASHY'S DIARY
Life is so fascinating, everything goes in order even though we can't see it, you lose some, you win some. Things are beautiful, while others are not. I guess what I am trying to say is there is 2 ways to everything, each and everything in this world belongs somewhere. I might not make sense now but here is my story:
I am a Rashy 23 year old registered nurse at a government clinic. I have my own house, car and I am looking for love. If I have to describe myself, I would say I am the sweetest person you are yet to meet but don't you dare step on my toes because I have fierce in me. And when it comes to looks beauty is something I don't lack, I am not dark or light skinned, well my complexion depends on the weather if you catch my drift, I am tall in height, have the right size butt and curves to fit into my size 34 jeans and perfectly sizeable breast. Is that the kind of description you were expecting from me? Lol, well that is what I will offer for now because if I have to go on about my looks I would do that the whole day. I never get tired of talking about me, myself and I.
I have friends, well I am a girl. Grace and Eniola , they are the two most important people in my life before my dad. I am the only child at home and I lost my mom when I was in matric. I was 17, just after giving birth to me she developed complication with her womb which was later confirmed as cancer. May her soul rest in peace! My dad remarried a woman who had 5 children that she brought with to our house just after he paid magadi, that's why I had to move out and force my dad to help me buy myself a new house. I wasn't used to the noise and having siblings just made me feel like I was loosing my dad and it felt real as I have just lost my mom.
My dad didn't take me to college, he had his hands full as a new father and husband. His new family took most of his time and spend his money like it was nothing. Both my parents were teachers but my mom resigned 4 years before she died because of being sick. My dad didnt want me to see my mom suffering so they both send me to Lagos to finish my high school while staying with my aunt. I was old enough to see what was going on but too ignorant to fact that I might lose my mom, I always hoped she will get better. The day she died my dad had send me on a trip to Abuja,with Eniola and grace.She died while I was away and having fun and I couldnt be there for her.
Enough about the sad part of my life, I have learnt to live with the pain and found people that I could lean on, my aunt and even my forever preoccupied dad. He does find time for his pretty little princess...
So lets take the focus back to me again, well the story is about me a gal call Rashy yeah.
I am not that always busy with work, I work at a clinic that only open during the day and closes at night. I was considering having a part time job but I am too lazy for that maybe after 3 years from now I might consider that. I am always bored and broke, I even sometimes borrow money from my dad. I shop too much online and I'm always raiding malls every time I get the chance to. A girl got to look good and smell good so that's why I am always on shopping sprees. But that is not the only thing I spend my money on, I am a girl who loves weaves more than you love your boyfriend...
And talking about boyfriends...
I am on a mission to find one. I don't care where he works or how complicated his life is as long as he can help me maintain my expensive lifestyle, yes I need a working non-stingy guy but he has to look good too. Tall, dark, handsome, a body to die for and have a good fashion sense. I have an expensive taste, I cant help it!
I have been in relationships before but nothing that got me anywhere, just a date followed by sex and then I wont answer their calls after that. I wasn't really interested in relationships though, I was more into the sex than anything else. Of course I am a sex freak! I know all women love sex but ask most of them they will tell you how annoying it is, how disgusting it is but yet they have boyfriends and will complain when those men don't poke them. I'd rather be upfront with you than lie.
Today I am off from work, I haven't cleaned the house or done anything rather than walk around in my panties and bra. Its not like I am lazy, its just I have been busy surfing the net for something interesting.
Okay the truth is...
body is yearning for something good and real. I need to be touched and played with, I have fantasies you know and I am not afraid of experimenting.
So, there is this one guy that I have been chatting with on Facebook. He has been asking to meet me and I finally agreed and I am meeting him tonight.
His name is Joe and my name is...
Rashy
And maybe Joe is my Mr Right...
To Be Continue