Diary of an imostar deleted scenes thursday 29/11/2012

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i gently walked back to my room in silence and with a slightly pounding heart, cos i just managed to hold myself from begging her again, but still yet, i turned back and looked towards her direction one more time, before locking my door and i was really surprised to see her watching me so intently and i felt uneasy.......

I finally traveled to my village that wednesday morning and my dad kept me busy with errands, which i was very grateful for, but still yet any little chance i got, i do see myself having the urge to call her on phone and the urge was so much that i even had to delete her number from my phones, but still yet the urge did not go and i still find myself typing her number, cos it was also stored in my head......

Seriously its really very hard to forget a loved one, especially someone that you are very close and used to, but finally i slowly got over the urge to call her on phone and i equally stayed an extra week at home running errands for my dad who was very grateful for my help, "son if you continue this way, just know that i will also surprise you" he had said to me gratefully and i was really over joyed cos i knew that my dad dosen't make empty promises, but then, "what really is the surprise?" i always do ask myself,

However i really made a lot of money that period, and when i counted the "small small change i got when i was about returning back to school, 'wow' i saw that i had made a large sum of money", "choi that means that i will always be travelling home nah" i had said to myself happily and my dad still gave me an extra eight thousand naira on top of it for helping him, and my joy really knew no bounds, for i really made quick money in just a week and half at home, even though i didn't count the numerous meat and drinks, which i helped myself with, and so i returned back to my hostel on a sunday, a week and some days, after i fled from it because of christy........

And to my surprise christy never 'called' nor even 'flashed me' all through my stay at home and i too never called her on phone, which really wasn't easy for me, but then i managed to survive it, and so i returned that sunday to my hostel more stronger and patched up........

I returned around 4:30pm that fateful sunday and i spent the remaining evening playing music which i increased the volume, to attract my neighbours, and it was as if i was throwing a party and soon some of my neighbours, even those that i do not talk much with, came to my room to know what was happening, and i brought out drinks{can beers and wine} which i stole from home and shared them, while they all hailed me, including some eagle eyed sharp girls in our hostel, and 'Jeez' i really had fun that night, and i equally made up with most of my hostel mates, cos i wasn't the social type and so we weren't really best of friends, and that night also initiated me to their fold and i even got the nickname of "onyeuwa" {person of the world} and it felt so good........

However, on the next day, which was monday, i had barely gotten up from my sleep{bed}, when i heard someone knock on my door, and when i opened my door, it was no other person but christy who was knocking.........

To be continued......
Sorry about my blunders..lol
{i do make a lot of mistakes, but after posting i do check and correct them}