It's 3 a.m. and i'm still awake. Before u start thinking that i'm suffering from insomnia, NO, that's not the case. I was on the phone talking to O for 2.5 hrs (ahem, y'all know who O is, remember my primary school classmate i met in OH). We were reminiscing about stuff from way back, and talking about nothing in particular. Just gisting about his family, relationship stuvvs (like why Naija gals front when they like a guy hoping against all hope that the guy would realize and ask 'em out), work and really random stuff o. If na book they say make i come read, i go dey fall asleep, but see me o; i'll do anything for gist.
So the yeye boy was now saying that he's sure there'd be a wild side to me. Something i'd say or do and one goes like, "Oh no! You didn't." As in, i can't be conservative and be a good gal all the time. Imagine dis boi, tryna tarnish my good name just like that. Me too, i started thinking about it. Seriously, i really can't think of anything really wild or outrageous i've done before. Okay, maybe that trip to DC last summer. Or maybe i'm yet to discover my wild side. He even suggested that he's sure with the right person, like with my friends (my paddies from waaaaaaaay back), the wild me may come out. Hmmm, i guess we'll see about that.
'Twas so cool talking to him. The gist was just flowing; he's a correct gister jare. We weren't even cool like that in primary school o. Looks like i've got a gisting partner now. Hold ur horses people, there's nothing more to it. Like i said before, we're just gisting partners.
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