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Happy halloween.
If you're reading let me know what you think. I can tell from the page views that a lot of people are reading so I know you guys are out there. Let people know I'm writing again cuz a lot of the emails on my mailing list are coming back to me. I promise the next one will be a long one. Love you all so very much.
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I know she loves me. I know she only does this because she loves me too much and wants me to be the best I can be. I am at an age where I have matured enough to understand this. But no matter how mature you are, no matter how old you are; a compliment would be appreciated every once in a while. I can't help but hope that someday she will change; being the eternal optimist that I am.

Let's talk about something else.

Thinking about my mama and her approval aggravates me.

How about I tell you a little bit more about me.

I've had a privileged upbringing so far. I've never been through any hard times. I've not even had any experiences. I can never say that I've seen everything because I simply haven't. I've had a very sheltered life where my family have provided me with all the necessary means so that I would never need to do anything for myself. Everything is done for  me. I've never had to depend on myself. I've never learnt to become independent.

I was an excellent student, graduated top of my class from high school. Then I went into business school and graduated with first degree honours. I've always enjoyed the arts and wanted to do art or music at university but my parents wanted me to study business so that I would one day take over the family companies as I was their only child. At first I felt under pressure, but with time I enjoyed the classes and I'm looking forward to becoming a successful business woman in the future. I graduated last year and have been working in my father's company since then.

I've never been good at making friends. Most people see me as being stuck up and spoilt. A lot  of people assume that I'm snobby and obnoxious, just because I'm rich. I have many acquaintances but I've never had a best friend. Or a close friend for that matter. Most people don't seem interested, and the interested ones are only so enthusiastic because of my wealth. I've always envied girls that have best friends and sisters. I've always that kind of relationship since I've never had that sort of thing at home.

I guess growing up the way I had, has made me socially awkward. I find it difficult starting conversations and talking to strangers. I have to know people for a while before I can open up to them.

However, that all changed when I met Ahmad.

Let me tell you about this dude.

The dude that changed my life.

My dude.

Do you guys want to know how we met?