I´m intrigued now justinetime, did you ever meet in person? and was James really his name? hope part two is coming soon... kendine iyi bak

So my "experiment" on practicing my social skills over the internet was working really good. Too good actually, that I made too many friends, I couldn´t even keep track who I was speaking with at times. And yes, most of the "friends" I made were guys...

The Turkish Man Effect : Part 2- English Lessons

Ok, so due to recent developments ( I don´t even know if I can call it "development", it´s still all too confusing) about my story at the moment, I didn´t have time to write the next part of my story because I´m really, hmmmm... just really confused. I wish this is something I can share right now, but it´s really reallyyyyyyy hard for me to write about, I´m all emotional and stuff, and plus I don´t want to spoil the story when it hasn´t even really began yet. So let´s just get back to where we left off, and continue from there.

Where was I?

The Turkish Man Effect: Part 3- First Encounter

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I´ve been really busy dealing with some personal issues lately, there are loads of things that´s going through my mind.

Anyway, I knew there were a lot of things I missed out on the previous post I made so here it goes. Let´s go back to where I first met Ibo.

The Turkish Man Effect

I just found out about your blog today. You´ve just gained a reader sis . I remember you because we ever pm-ed one another a long time ago. Oh yes I remember now ´God will not test us with something we can´t handle´ I remember you wrote that somewhere on this forum and I pm-ed you about it. Hope all is well with you.

oh thanks... well, i haven´t written on it for a while... but yeah... i think i´ll be making a new entry today. anyway, i´d greatly appreciate it if you also click on the google ads... thanks again...

I think I may have made a bad impression about Ibo. (FYI, Ibo isn´t really his name. It isn´t Ibrahim either. Ibo is a nickname his mom and closest friends used to call him. I´m tempted, at times, to write down his real name here, but for his sake, and for the sake of the people involved, I thought it best not to.)

Drama, cutting me up and stuff... yes, it all sounds kinda bad really, but knowing him at the time, he wasn´t that bad at all. I did love him for a reason, but we haven´t reached that part of the story yet. So let´s just pace ourselves before we make any conclusions. After all, I´m still trying to find answers on what happened to us, to me. Let´s just wait for the story to unfold.

The Turkish Man Effect: Part 5- "Benimle Evlenirmisin?"