I am entertaining tonight!

Okay, i have been too damned realistic for a while now. (Two posts actually, telling you about how short life is. It is actually....) But hey! this girl is ready to party again! Actually, If you love reading short stories, then grab a drink girl.

Perfect Stranger is a dream. Literally. A girl had a weird dream that is going to make you laugh (some people did) and wonder. Please drop your opinions. I am gunning to make a living (or some change) with writing. It is my passion and i would just love to succeed with it. And i hope you succeed in everything you put your mind to.
Well, here goes..........

Perfect Stranger

I saw him coming. He walked beautifully. Erect. His arms swayed slightly and his broad chest heaved a bit. Perfect. I was with a couple of strange people. I did not know them but they were talking to me in a strange language that it seemed I understood
It took a while before I realized he was coming towards me. And he was smiling too. My heart beat began to thump wildly. Why was he coming to me? And the smile?
Why was I feeling excited, scared to death, thrilled and elated all at the same time?
“Hello,” he greeted me with a bow of the head.
I noticed his complexion was slightly lighter than I had assumed. It was the colour of milk chocolate; rich light brown. His dark hair was close shaven and well groomed.
As he looked at me, I felt I could get lost in his dark eyes. He was more handsome than any man I had ever seen.
“I…., “my voice eluded me. It was so unsteady that you would think I was a stammerer. I wanted to slap the life out of that thing called ‘my voice’ for failing me at such a crucial moment. The man must be thinking that I was some naïve lady. Maybe even desperate.
“I want to hear you say your name beautiful one,” he said in a husky baritone and flashed me one of those his breathtaking smiles.
“I don’t tell strangers my name.” I must have sounded like my neighbor’s seven year old daughter. I could just picture her saying that to some strange looking man at the gate.
“Let me hear it. My name is Firam.”
“Lisa.” I wondered why I was standing there in the first place.
“You know Lisa, I know you but you don’t know me. Beautiful Lisa, I know you very well.”
He stood there, as confident as a god, his eyes starring intently at me.
“How is that?” I asked trying to keep my legs from shaking violently.
He laughed. “Look at me Lisa. Not with your eyes but with your heart and soul. Look at me Lisa. Look at me Lisa!” His voice became harsh with the last words. I was visibly shaken.
I turned my back on him and started walking away. I walked as fast as my legs would carry me though at a point, I wished I was my younger brother’s pigeon who could fly. I didn’t exactly like that pigeon but I really wished I was it.
“Lisa, we are betrothed!” He shouted after me.
I stopped. It took me several seconds to remember the meaning of the word ‘betrothed’.
What was even weirder was a complete stranger; forget the fact that he was gorgeous, in the middle of nowhere would decide to tell me that he was betrothed to me.
Believe me, I wasn’t betrothed to anyone. I didn’t even have a boyfriend. I hoped that one day, I would find a handsome man that owned an expensive car and a grand house, who would sweep me off my feet and make me a very happy woman.
Yes, the man behind me was handsome but I didn’t see any car in sight and…..
His touch jarred me out of my thoughts. I jumped and nearly fell but he held me and whirled me round to face him.
“Lisa,” his voice was a whisper, “You are my life, my love and my happiness. You know I would give you anything you want. Just name it and it’s yours.”
“Who are you?” I managed to ask
"Your life, your love and your happiness," he said and lowered his head. He wanted to kiss me! How romantic! Just like in the movies. But why should a grown woman like me kiss a strange man with a name as weird as Firam?
Ahh! I shouted and pushed the hunk of a man whose name was Firam in a very un ladylike manner and started running to the rather exaggerated surprise of the people around. I ran wildly, screaming as loud as I could.
All of a sudden, I saw myself running to the bathroom of the house down the small hallway, screaming the house down. I was in my nightgown.

Thats it!! (Yep, it's Lisa again)

Lily Johnson

Spa - Some Precious time Alone

Ah life does have its ups. And then it has some crazy downs. Don’t you get that feeling that some things just happen to just make you loose your mind? They happen and you just get psycho for a wee while and then get over it. Lucky you girl, believe me a lot of people especially women are in psychiatric wards all over the world because something they just couldn’t handle happened and something snapped. And sweet, beautiful and caring Jane became that red-eyed and foaming in the mouth woman in a cage.

My boyfriend lost his father about some months ago. The man was very nice to me and I liked him too. He was one those people you couldn’t help but like a lot. He was handsome, had a great sense of humor, and equally a great passion for life. The man knew how to have fun. It shocked me straight to the bones when I heard that he suddenly slipped into a coma and died a few hours later.
Suddenly, the man I loved became bereaved and painfully so because for a while he was in denial. He consoled everyone and didn’t accept any consolation. He could handle it. Yeah right. I knew him like the back of my hand so I knew that inside, he was hurting badly and that just killed me again and again. My man has recovered now. He started talking about it a week later and poured out all the things he had suppressed in his heart for days. It’s going to be okay.

I had my own pain. I didn’t tell him that I cried every night because I have always had the vision of how our wedding would be and an important personality in that vision just….died. I used to see him dancing with me and telling me how I would bear strong sons and beautiful daughters…I guess fate had its own plans.

Sometimes life just throws crazy things at us. Name it; betrayal, heart breaks, nasty surprises, love gone bad situations, death of loved ones, disappearance of good friends….oh! How does a girl handle it? How?

Well, some wise old woman said to me “Cry little one. Cry and don’t stop until you feel your body telling you that it’s okay. And do it while you are alone. Sounds weird but it really is therapeutic. And don’t forget your sun glasses when your leave the room for the streets. Those big and bold ones that are fashionable though they hide half of your face (do you honestly want anyone to see that?) And use some lip gloss too because your lips would be all they are seeing and it’s got to look good.
Then go and shop for some aromatic oils, perfumed candles and rose petals. If you can’t afford these, then get some incense sticks (look for those ones with rose or lily fragrance) and cheap regular candles. Get home, put off the light, have a luxurious bath with candles and alluring scents in the air. Play some cool music in the background. Close your eyes and let some Jazz soothe your mind. It’s going to be okay. You would learn from your mistakes in love and friendship. You would cherish those people you know that care a lot about you. You would accept the fact that death is inevitable. You have to be strong because there are people that need you and Miss Girl, you need you too!

Watch some of those hilarious comedy flicks and get a good laugh. You need to release those tense muscles. A little drink might help. Hey! Don’t binge and don’t become an alcoholic overnight. Just a glass of wine would do.
Then try to get some quality sleep. Use some eye cream for those tell tale dark circles around your eyes. Use the eye patch too.

Life continues girlfriend so you have to move on. Smile as often as you can afford to. Cry when you really have to. And have fun at every given opportunity because lets face it, life is damned too short!

LILY JOHNSON

Christmas fun

I didn’t know what this Christmas held for me. Let me start by telling you that I had to study for my exams while you ladies were busy shopping for the holidays. Yep, yours sincerely was buried in books, handouts and stuff. It wasn’t funny. I had a paper on the 23rd! Now was that crazy or what?

Anyway, I don’t have any paper till the 6th of January! {I am doing cat wheels in the air}. Then I realized that I didn’t have anything special to wear though I didn’t think I would anywhere to wear something special to, I hadn’t made any plans, I hadn’t bought any gifts or Christmas greeting cards. Nothing! I spent the whole time just studying so I could get straight A’s.

So, I had no choice but to dust what I already had and make myself happy. I discovered a dress I hadn’t worn in a long time and it still fitted! I cleaned and polished my beautiful black leather shoes but wore beautiful gold and purple slippers. I had a Chanel No 5 bottle {it’s almost empty so I used a lot of deodorant body spray}. So I wore my little dress and slippers and had fun.

I spent this Christmas with my family and my best friend {most of the day} my clique at school {for a few beautiful hours} and with my man {mostly on the phone because he is out of town}

Bottom line, I did my best to look beautiful {my make up did help}. And it felt really good being with the people that truly cared about me.

Lily Johnson

Okay lets make haste people!

This post isn't going to be one of my long posts. I just have a message to pass across and I am going to be quick about it.
Okay, that actress Brittany Murphy? You know i have not seen any of her movies but I have seen her beautiful face on E! more than a dozen times. She just died! And she was just thirty two!
Yeah, she wouldn’t be the first. I heard you loud and clear though I must be a million miles away but something about her death struck me. And hard too. I didn’t know people that young could get cardiac arrest! I thought it was something old people's tired hearts get. But sweet, talented, beautiful and young! Brittany's heart just stopped.

Hey girls, I don't know what it is in your life that you have been waiting for some bell to ring somewhere to make you do something. I wouldn't wait for that bell no more. Be quick about it because darling, the time is now. I don't have time to go into what it might be. Anything positive. Anything to improve yourself. Anything to make you a better person. Just do it and do it now because lets face it, life just got shorter.

No, it is not fear of death. And no, the African girl is not paranoid. I just realized that we all want to be remembered for good when we die. And by people who will have good things to say about us. And we don't have to be famous to make that happen. So let’s move it!

Happy holidays!!


Lily Johnson

Love me or leave me!

I believe I am a precious being. I am talented, beautiful, intelligent and creative. And sweetheart, so are you! No one would believe in you if you don’t believe in yourself.
We all have our shortcomings and weaknesses. I can be very emotional and temperamental. You don’t want to see me when I am very angry. I might apologise for surprising the people that I care about and others but how can I apologise for being who I am?

This doesn’t mean that if you have a bad character like a destructive temper, that it is a natural thing. No dear, you have to get some counseling. And low self esteem isn’t something to be proud of. Get some quality counseling. I am just saying that everyone should be loved for who he or she is. The people that care about me should love that headstrong girl and accept the fact that I am an emotional person.

Men usually say that their women try to change them but some men do try to change their women too. A career woman is told to become a full time house wife not because that is what she wants but because that is what her man thinks is best for her. Some make their women go under the knife because they don’t like the way they look.
My dear, if you have to do anything, do it for yourself. Everyone has to love you for whom you are and if they don’t then they shouldn’t be with you.
You are not perfect. Nobody is. Everybody deserves to be loved except a select few who don’t know what to do with it.
Look in the mirror everyday and tell yourself that you are unique and wonderful and deserve to be loved for you. And to anyone that thinks otherwise, shout and say “leave me!”

Save up to glam up!

If you are not stupendously rich or fabulously stupid, then you are quite prudent with money and run tight budgets often. You pay your bills and save some for the rainy day.
Everything is budgeted for. Every form of expenses is recorded. That is wise. It is something to teach your kids so they don’t throw money around when they cannot afford to. Most rich people got to where they are today by making use of their money wisely.

You might be a little surprised at what I have got to say after all that prudence talk. Let me start with a question, Miss Girl, when was the last time you gave yourself a gift?
You watch movie stars and celebrities on T.V and go “Oh, look at that beautiful dress on her!” “Look how her skin glows!”, “I saw earrings like that in a shop last week!”
You probably would think that you can’t just afford to get yourself something special because you have a lot of bills to pay. Your children, your parents and siblings; yeah, there is a lot to use the money for.
But dear, it wouldn’t hurt to treat yourself to some little luxury once in a while. Look at it as a personal project. Save up for that special something you have always wanted. Make sure that the money you save doesn’t affect your finances negatively.

This is what I do. I first choose what I want to buy and write down the price. Then I decide how much I would save per week or month and when the money would be complete. If the price is $100, I save $115 just in case. It is exciting to know that you are going to get that pricy Valentino dress in 4 weeks or get that spa treatment in 5 weeks.

You look forward to it and even dream about it. You deserve some pampering once in a while so get yourself that bag or those shoes the unselfish way. Save for them. And start now!

LILY JOHNSON