MR NATHANIEL AND HORPSY (Full episode)

 Who is Mr Nathaniel Ohiozoje Evborein?

In all honesty, this is someone I have never met before except through Social media and all I know about him, I either learnt from him or his social media page aka Facebook. 

I had made a sarcastic post like I normally do on my page Here once in a while, just to make people laugh and feel good about themself. Everyone that has been following me for year know that I am mostly Sarcastic but because I had use reverse psychology in that post, it attracted a lot of male comments, it reached 70k people before it got to Mr Nathaniel wall but before then I had locked my comments section so it was just the views and reaction getting in. 

After a while, A facebook user sent me a DM to Open the comment section because she personally recognized someone and wanted to reply the person, so I did. She replied the person and told me she was done but because of my busy schedule I forgot to lock the comment section back till I started getting comment notifications on the said post, I opened the post and I started replying the ones I could reply. 

I got to Mr Nathaniel comment and his comment was "with this your funny Hernia shape" and I paused because I know women suffer from Hernia the most which makes their tummy protrude especially after having babies. I took a look at my stomach and I can see I have a normal sized tummy so where did he see Hernia shape on me. I took a step to his page and saw that he in fact was the one with a Hernia shape stomach so I replied him with 

"you shoudn't be the one talking about someone's shape when you look like this. How does it feel looking down and you can't see your small peniz from where you are standing? Look at the mirror next time before opening your mouth"

 I attached his picture to the said comment, reply others, locked my comment section and went to sleep. 

By the time I woke up and picked my phone to scroll through social media, I already met not only his message in my DM(messenger) 

"What is wrong with that shape? Those that manage to fuck you don't compare.. You are so deluded..if you really are confident of who you are, you shouldn't be limiting the comments... Open the comments and let me roast you..Ugly mama" "Go and work on your shape, and stop flaunting your Rhinoceros waist for people to see...worwor woman"

He has also extended his hands to another of my post entirely saying 

"Miss 'Horse', I mean princess Horpsy, compare all your customers, past and present with the guy on the left... Make Ogun knack you down" while posting a picture of himself that he took with 2 of his colleagues. 

I was surprised because who jumps up on down on a stranger's post looking for attention that much, like guy I don't even know you. Not only have you called me ugly, you called me a Horse, deluded, Rhinoceros waist, asking me to compare you with my customers then asking me to work on my shape all in one night. I replied him 

"Damn, you 8 yourself this much that you are looking for validation from a complete stranger. I can't compare please, I have never been with men that have their stomach covering their peniz. God forbid. seriously, you wife and kids love you just the way you are. I reject you in 100 folds"

He then replied me again 

"Must you talk? you are the only looking for validation...You are a nobody with bent waist..we should be expecting humility from you...you will never get a man that will settle with and for you...You are a toy...last minute toy to any man..I wanted to teach you a lesson, never to go ton a man's profile to pick pictures...Your inferiority complex and bad manners is not helping your cause...Just hide and lay low...You are the one trying to gain validation and attention here..I already disliked you from the beginning...you are a struggling Olosho...Go and live your life and leave decent people alone...shoooo"

I was dumbfounded.  

 Struggling Olosho how? I have never introduced myself as an Olosho neither has this man asked what I do for a living and immediately I was triggered because men like him are used to shaming women for having sex but never takes accountability for their actions. If he had the time to not only drop me a DM, he would also have the time to reply message. 

So I drop him a special post here replying his DM messages with his picture especially since he told me to watch my weight and he does look like someone that needed the advice more than I do plus he said He wants to teach me a lesson and I take that as a threat to life. Incase I go missing, people know where to find me.

If you look inside the comment section, You would see where he made a lot of promises to lay curses on me, to make sure I won't ever get married, that he has taken snapshot of my pictures and comment and will send to thatmediagirl01 to be called out threatening to deal with me. 

He called me Olosho severally, said men are not safe with me, and I will be used and dumped, said I have been infected with sexual diseases, I am poor and raised in poverty, rhinoceros waist,

He didn't stop with me, for everyone that tried to call him to order, he insulted them severally both male and female, called some bastard, olosho for credit and shawama, cheap harlot, bloody dimwit, dumbass, omo ekpe, he even went to friend's page, took her picture of when she was pregnant and posted it to shame her. 'A pregnant woman' just because she was trying to correct him. Who score points with a woman body change in pregnancy? Only Koromoto men.

With my post, I have had few women come out to say that's his modus operandi, he goes to female comment section just to insult them just because he doesn't agree with their post. That's a sick person behavior if you ask me.

I am a Yoruba woman and where I come from, intimidation doesn't work for us and that's why our parents endeavor to equip us with both education, skills and whatever we need to survive this life so that when male are talking, we would also be able to contribute from our experiences. I am very sure not every woman is as advantaged as us and male from their tribe always look down on them and treat them less than human, that is why you don't pass your boundaries if you don't know what you may meet on the other side.

Mr Nathaniel is not only an elderly man, he is a married man with 4 daughters that he invests in, prays to outshine him and live a good life but he didn't hesitate to call someone's daughter a Olosho. I wonder how he would react if his daughter reports to him that someone his age calls her a Olosho unprovoked. Would he protect outsider or protect his daughters? That's what we are all suppose to ask him as a father of girl with such bad behavior.

My father is not online to fight for me but I promise you, I am equipped with everything I need to fight for myself and if he ever hear this, he will stand up and give me and ovation because I am not a bastard Yoruba woman.

#hermotherdaughter

Song of the day is Face me by Sunny Neji. 

Happy valentine's day.

BONDING.

 Hello, my gist mates.

Long time no see, how has been your week? Mine was quite eventful, from having light issues, watching movies, trying to penetrate the tiktok space, attending Smirnoff concert by weekend which has not really gone well with me because I have been unnecessary hunger since that concert ended but hopefully I get back myself. I also have 6 outing that I am looking forward to next weekend but of course I wont be attending all of them because I don't have a car. I would have to prioritize and save up for car towards next year.

Attending these events trigger this post about bonding. How do you bond with people as an individual? What are the things you do or share with people that you trust? For some it may be sharing of food, going to parties together, shopping together etc. Personally, I don't like to share my stuff with anyone so if I give you access to my stuffs, I can classify it as bonding with you.

One of the ways I bonded with my mum growing up was through making her hair, she does mine too and those are the times we share gist and be safe space to each other. My mum likes her hair being played with that anytime she wants to sleep she calls me to play with her hair, either by combing it or making cornrows and that woman hair was healthy. I have also pass that hair bonding to my sister because I actually want it to be a family ritual. Whenever she's coming home, I make sure my hair is out for her to play with and I also help with her hair and we get to unwind while at it. 

We also do a lot of bonding by trying new recipe together, watching movies and sharing our thoughts while at it, we make jest of each other before outsider make jest of us, we share secrets and we also hype ourselves up. We don't bond over suffering, we rather pay to ease our stress.

Bonding play a big part on ones memory because when you are no more, one of the things you remember for are those bonds you share with people. One of the ways I am bonding with y'll is to share my experience and gist with you because I don't want to be quickly forgotten whenever its time for me to live.

Song for the Anchovy by Kizz Daniel

THE DAY I GOT PREGNANT. PART 2.

 Welcome back my gossip mates, 

Check my previous posts for the part 1 or check this link.

https://princesshorpsy.blogspot.com/2024/11/the-day-i-got-pregnant-part-1.html

I got to my boyfriends place with the bundle of Joy but I couldn't say anything. February was valentine month so we should be celebrating but for where, I was being very moody, I couldn't also have sex with my boyfriend, I kept telling him that My period is coming and back then I use to have wonderful period cramps so he respected me and took care of me.

The both of us started looking for period that I lost for 2 whole weeks before he now started asking me if I had anything I would like to tell him, who please 😈. After much pestering, I had to confess and he was marrrrd, I mean🙊. I wont lie, He handled it like a man, he took me to the hospital to get blood test done and nothing has ever been positive like that pregnancy test in my life that period. 

The doctor was even trying to piss us off when giving us the result, if you had experience, you will know. My boyfriend took me home and didn't tell his parent, instead he went to the pharmacy to get medicine to remove the baby. I took the medicine but no result. Note, my boyfriend lives in a small community and we go everywhere together. It is not easy to bag a Lagos girl but that's not the point. News was already reaching home about our movement.

One day, in my confusion I decided to make a semi cryptic post on Facebook and my mum follows me online, so she thought it was school stuff so she called me and started questioning me, after a little pressure, I spilled and she initially thought it was my boyfriends, started talking about me finishing school and getting married. I had to quickly explain what's going on, she cut the call and never talk to me again. Princess Horpsy.

Now, I had to inform one of the men that I guessed impregnated me at least I don't produce sperm and someone must take responsibilities. He never denied but said he was coming to Ibadan and we should meet to discuss on it. My Boyfriend followed me to Ibadan to meet the person that impregnated his future wife. Walai, no be today I no get sense 😝😝😝😝😝

We met and the guy said he have a doctor that is good in removing and dissecting pregnancy and we should go to OYO TOWN to meet him as he is waiting for us. He said the doctor doesn't take time so we should quickly be on our way. This was about 5pm. Ibadan to Oyo town just to comot belle. Hmmm. 

They did not even give me VIP treatment, we went to enter kabu kabu bus with my precious pregnancy. I have never been to Oyo town before, we were still waiting for more passengers when my spirit just told me that what if I died there, who will go and deliver my dead body to my parent? My boyfriend will not run away that's if they don't kill the both of us there but he may be in jail till now.

My mum wasn't picking my call or talking to me so I called my dad and told him I wanted to tell him something important, He said he was driving and I should send a text for him to read when he parks. So, I typed 'I am pregnant, they are carrying me to Oyo to remove it' something in that line. Short and precise. He called me back immediately, asked me where I am and I told him. He immediately ordered me to drop and come home. 

The speed I use to jump down from that bus and said I was not going again, when they were trying to convince me, I quickly added that my dad knows about it and asked me to come home. Everyone immediately gave up. 

The story is still long, I will conclude it in part 3.

Song for today Baba by Kizz Daniel

#hermothersdaughter #myfirstpregnancy #princesshorpsy #firsttimemum #pregnancy

THE DAY I GOT PREGNANT. PART 1.

Just kidding.

I didn't know the day I got pregnant but I took in within 2 months of my physical exposure to sex because I have only watched it on video but never practiced.

Growing up, I had promised myself that I would start having sex when I turned 21 and that was what I did but without sex education. A very big mistake, but don't blame me here, I am an old woman.😜

A little back story, I had an extra year in school which means I had enough time to explore, what did they say about the Idle mind? The Idle mind led me to meet one guy that was as Idle as me. He is older and had explore sex. I cant remember how he convinced me to have sex with me but we started somewhere.

He would take me to his friends place, damn, I have taken a lot of risk in my life, no wonder My mum was doing vigil back to back. I didn't even have a standard because I remember in one of our escapades, I had giving him my money to pay for an hotel for us. 'upcoming sugar mummy'

My introduction to sex was so good that I started being the one to reach out to him for sex 'feminist' so we were having it back to back, he even at a point introduced me to alcohol and he would buy me TomTom when we are going back home.

Where were my parents? I actually told them I was going to the library so they didn't know any of this. Princess Horpsy 

One of my old school mate reached out to me and I also had sex with him that period, remember that I was not sexually educated so I was just 'enjoying' myself, jumping from one man to the other, while lying to everyone except me, till I couldn't find my period that February.

I actually did not need a soothsayer to formally inform me that I am pregnant. 😂😂😂😂. Back then, test strip wasn't common but deep within me I knew this was the cockroach women always swallow. I had never missed my period except that month so that was definitely it.

I found out on my way back to school to go and rewrite my failed courses. (mad oh) I couldn't tell anyone.

Plot twist, I had a Boyfriend in a serious relationship with and we were both keeping ourselves till marriage. 😂😂😂 We don't live in the same state, the plan was to go from home, spend some days with him before I proceed to school. My parent did not also know about this, I can see your eyes, dont judge me.

Remember, I had started having sex without my boyfriends knowledge and I have been enjoying it so I had hinted him that when I come we should try it since I planned to have it at 21 anyways, so lets make it happen. He was also excited and was anticipating for when I would land. 

To God be the Glory, I landed with pregnancy.

Let me know if you enjoyed this so I can publish the remaining part.

Song of the day Ekaette by Maye Hunta

#hermotherdaughter #myfirstpregnancy #princesshorpsy #Nigerian

Me and Church boy.

 What happened between me and this man. 

I can't remember his name as we didn't spend up to a week knowing ourselves. He had invited me to church that Sunday and our plan was that after church, we would meet together in the evening as he had said he wanted to join my evening walk so we can know ourselves better while on an activity.

It sounded like a nice plan, so I met him in Church. The service went well and we were also anticipating seeing each other physically during the service. After the service, he said he had somewhere else to go and he would like me to follow him as it would be fun and we would come back for our walk in the evening.

I initially refused but he kept teasing me and promising it would be fun, so I followed this stranger in excitement to where I did not plan nor know about. The house turned studio was far from the main road and inside all this abandoned houses that the will name 'close' in Nigeria.

I was the only woman in that house as at when I got there but I wasn't scared though because that's not my first time in such situation and i love taking risks like that. 😍 He already told me that there would be lunch but as usual, there is nothing.

After about an hour, he said he was stepping out with one of the guys, he wont be long and he would get me food on his way back. The was light so I held on to his promise and was watching TV. After a while, a girl came to join me. She was the one that was suppose to anchor the program or whatever.

Now I have been waiting for about 3 hours now, no food, nothing. I know I should have stand up to find my way but I was using the period to charge my phone as light wasnt stable in my home.

He came back sweating and apologizing while giving me bread because 'he didn't see food to buy'. Before you say, its the thought that count, I am not a fan of bread, It is not something I appreciate and it felt like an insult.

How would I be waiting for 3 hours and you present me bread as lunch.

This is almost 4pm and I had told this man earlier that I start my walk by 4pm and I would like to take my leave as to go prepare for my walk and freshening up. He started begging me to stay that they would soon be done and I kept saying No that I wanted to leave, he went to call everyone that I am angry and want to leave so they should beg me to stay after telling him the reason why I wanted to leave.

Now, this is embarrassing so I had to stay for what was never my business. He later got me food but I was tired and angry and my mood was completely off. There and then, I decided that we would never meet again, not even by mistake.

I got home around 6.30pm, with a completely wasted day, regret, tired and pissed. I learnt once again never to bend for men nor change my schedule based on emotions.

He reached out to me to apologize but we ended up blocking each other and that is the end of a relationship that never started.

Short man.

Song for the day: Raindrops by Tuface.

#hermothersdaughter #princesshorpsy

A SINGLE LADY AT 28 (WHY)

 My name is Opeyemi but I would love to be addressed as Princess Horpsy, I am 28 years old and I am single Nigerian girl. That sounds Pathetic to an average Nigerian parent and they make it feels like a disease 😟😞 but not where I am because I don't subscribe to disrespect.

My mum got married at 28 and ever since I came of age, one of her prayers have been me getting married before 28 years, I also wish to marry early to be truthful because I love the marriage institution, I have always dream of someone sweeping me off my feet and twirl me like a baby girl.

I have meet a lot of men in these few years i have lived, I know a lot of love songs at the tip of my fingers, No, I don't attend weddings because of my being Introverted, the Irony right? Whenever I get the chance to attend any function I am the life of the party like Simi in one of her songs ORIGINAL BABY

                         ' I NO DEY TURN UP BUT I AM THE LIFE OF THE PARTY'

I have a lot of love in me to give and no my case is not the one of meeting the wrong men, I have 70% met right men in my life, the remaining 30% didn't even go far with me because I select those who I share my time and space with but for a reason it just couldn't work out. 

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I don't have a reason at the tip of my fingers on why it end up not working out but I will go with the Nigerian 'Its not the will of God' or the popular 'Its not me, Its them' line.

I know I have a lot of work to do on my self, maybe my dressing, my environment, reduce my free spirit attitude, go out more and meet new people, attend functions and all but the more I try to change those things, the more tiring it is because I am used to a particular life style and old habits they say die hard. 

I am used to being on my phone 24/7 and even typing this on my laptop feels like a punishment because of the time away from my phone even though its beside me. I love being by myself, chatting with friends and when I am hungry I stroll inside my fridge and find something to munch. I love shopping too especially for groceries, outfit shopping is not for me, I hardly get it right. 

I don't like cooking, I only do that for survival. I find cooking VERY stressful. My house is in a mess too because Its stressful cleaning every time. I also don't allow people visit me even though I live alone. I like my space and I am mostly in my birthday suit. Having people around and looking for cover ups is such an inconvenient.

I recently joined dating site this year because I am looking for someone with a missing ribs that can find me and that will be story for another blog titled 'DATING SITES' . Its been over 2 months and all i can say for now is that it has its pro and con.

I am a very beautiful, smart and intelligent girl with a degree in Banking and Finance, a diploma in fashion, a lot of certifications in health industry, digital marketing, managing a YouTube page of mine and I would really love to blow my horns but I will keep it low for now and I promise you will know more as times go on. 

I love listening to music but I would go really cranky if I don't see a movie in a week. I spend my time eating outs, on the beach and any where there is fun and food. I laugh a LOT, Its a family thing. 😎.

I also enjoy making people laugh, its a me thing. I cannot function where there is no fun and as I am typing thing I am shaking body to 'F you by Kizz Daniel' 

Kizz Daniel is one of my celebrity crush and I have a lot of crush which I would be sharing later on this Page.

I am not the type to give up on love, would never subscribe to that. I know someone is somewhere looking for me and he would all worth the wait.

I would stop here till my next Blog, I hope you would find it interesting and always come back for new notes from me.

I love you.

Drop a comment If you are also in the same shoe as mine, I will love to read from you.