THE TRUTH IS OUT THERE...

Well, today I was chillin watching T4 like normal and I went to Tesco's to get my copy of the Sunday Times. Normal Weekend routin and I found an articel about a man who was not so happy after the arrival of this children. He loved his children but his wife, THE SEX KITTEN had dissapperared. I laughed and laughed.

I am single and have been dying to get married and have kids and in the last 4yrs these relationship truths/wisdom has been appearing to me out of the blue. Most of my friends are married and often ignore me now that they have a husband or kids. After yrs of friendship.

So, hearing from different sources that Married life is not that wonderful and its all a
big false marketing campaign. I totally get it. I have been jealous of my friends for 6 years and now I should totally pity them.

The other thing I have noticed, is that Women generally lie about the child birth process.
Why...
Fuck knows...

However, again it is a horrible experience which could lead a lots of medical and hygeine problems.

So, before you think about having a child to trap a man do some investigations and try to get a preview of what really takes place.

Anyway, the article is below and another guy has written a response in the article below.

However, I argue you that the guy should wrote his postive response is MR ONE IN A MILLION.
He might not even exist. Also I highly recommend you watch HE IS NOT IN TO YOU or read the book called THE RULES.

Anyway, I think it is great that someone out there is telling the truth.
You might say he is being selfish but he has always been that why even before he was married so his wives should have known better or maybe they were selfish too with their own agenda.



http://women.timesonline.co.uk/tol/life_and_style/women/relationships/article5881689.ece


My first wife, Frances, was a classy, stunning woman. In the macho world of medicine, she was as capable and ambitious as any man. We met soon after we’d graduated and quickly moved in together. We worked and played hard — sex was important to both of us.

I’d never wanted to get married, and I was surprised when, after five years, Frances said she wanted to. But I agreed, and for the next couple of years nothing changed. Apart from work: Frances was really starting to make a name for herself.

I was delighted when she told me that she had been headhunted for an extremely prestigious post, but stunned when she said she was unsure if she wanted it, because she was nearly 30 and wanted a child. We’d always agreed we didn’t want children, so this came out of the blue. She said it needn’t change anything, but there was no way a child wouldn’t impact negatively on our lifestyle and I said as much.

I’d never seen Frances react as she did then. She completely lost the plot, screaming that I owed her a child. She admitted she’d lied about not wanting children — she said it was because she loved me and didn’t want to lose me. The next two weeks were dreadful, full of late-night talks and tears. Eventually, against my better judgment, I agreed to go for it.

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Anna was a delightful baby and I fell in love with her. Frances, however, was totally consumed by motherhood. I longed for my glamorous career girl to reappear. I took takeaways home for dinner, and made sure our cleaner upped her hours. But Frances just sat around in her dressing gown reading baby-care magazines and books, or comparing notes with other new mothers.

I realise that complex factors kick in after a birth, such as tiredness and self-image issues, and that high levels of the hormone prolactin while breastfeeding reduces a mother’s libido. But shouldn’t women want to overcome this?

Six months after having Anna, Frances told me she wanted to take a five-year break from work and have another child. I was adamant that I wanted no more children. I couldn’t help feeling short-changed. By now she was overweight and unfit and didn’t care about the way she looked. Her entire life was centred on organic baby food and playgroups. Our home was always full of strange women talking endlessly about nappies, baby food and the right sort of stimulation.

Don’t get me wrong, I love Anna, but I also get on with the rest of my life — work, relationships and other interests. I’m the same person I’ve always been. But for all the talk of multitasking, it’s the mothers who become completely one-dimensional. It’s ironic, when being sexy and attractive is what got them pregnant in the first place. And it’s not only Frances who’s become a boring frump — it’s depressingly common to see clever, attractive women become parenting bores. You can spot them at parties, in baggy clothes and making no effort to be interesting to men. Surely the ultimate mummy could still be a sex cat, if no longer a sex kitten?

I ended up getting the stimulation I needed from someone else. Maria had joined the hospital where I worked. She was a few years younger than me, beautiful, clever and sexy. It took only one illicit coffee for our affair to start. We took appalling risks, having sex in store cupboards and empty conference rooms.

It wasn’t only about sex, however, mind-blowing and addictive though that was. Maria was challenging, intelligent, great fun and a poignant reminder of the beginning of my relationship with Frances. Because, despite everything, I still loved Frances. I tried to engage her interest in work. I took home champagne and flowers, bought her jewellery and perfume. But she no longer wanted to connect with me on a sexual or romantic level. Then Maria told me that an affair was no longer enough for her — that if I didn’t leave Frances, it was over. I told Frances, who was surprisingly upset and actually punched me, the first physical contact we’d had in months — and we ended up having amazingly passionate sex.

The next morning, I moved in with Maria. But it wasn’t long before she also suggested marriage. I couldn’t believe it. I had a strong sense of déjà vu. She’d often decried the way Frances had become so maternal and domestic, claiming that wasn’t for her — now she was heading the same way. We got married. Then she said she wanted a baby. I repeated all the protests I’d made to Frances. The arguments raged until Maria eventually said she would leave me and have a child with someone else, and I gave in.

Ten years after leaving Frances for Maria, I wonder why I bothered. Frances is still frosty with me and I have a horrible feeling that my daughter Anna doesn’t actually like me very much. And Maria? Nine months ago, after giving birth to my second daughter, Sarah, she has turned into another version of Frances, obsessed with motherhood in just the same way.

Has all the aspiration and ambition they applied to their careers been transferred to parenting — or did they only pretend to be career-orientated? Both of them have made themselves martyrs to motherhood, sacrificing everything from keeping fit — what’s wrong with walking a brisk four miles with a buggy, if you can’t bear to leave the baby in a creche? — to the occasional night out.

Frances lied to me about wanting a child. Maria might have done so as well. I can’t believe how naive I’ve been. I don’t know how long Maria and I will last, but I know one thing: from now on, I’m putting myself first. I’ll never trust a woman again, no matter what they promise.

Nollywood on You Tube

I am really loving Lady GaGa right now.
Poke Face, Love Game and Just Dance is on loop in my flat.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O5-ZiNwv6kI
Here is a mash up that Rocks
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hcs7Dv2vT90&NR=1

I think I am going to get a cheaper flat.
I have been lucky to see a grade 2 listed flat and a Victorian place near my current pad. I am living in a New Build and I hate New Build. So finding a grade II and a Victorian place for under £600 is a miracle. They both have a lot of character on the Internet and I am gonna see them tomorrow.

I seem to become a YOU TUBE ADDICT.

I have found some Nollywood movies on you tube too. The movies are 10mins each but you have to get all the parts and then select play all so you can watch it chronologically.

I am gonna hit the gym. I wanna hit my Uni Weight. I was much more confident back them...now hitting 30 it seems that I lost my FIRE...So, I am gonna get that back.

I was reading Perez Hilton yesterday and found this HALLE BERRY song video...Its soo funny
and Ellen discusses this with Ms Berry and they actually Dance to the HALLE BERRY SHE'S FINE song. There is also some dance moves to go with the Song...which is totally cool.

Any Ho. Life is good ...although, I think its the Billberry Tablets that are talking.