How're u guys doing? Everything has been going great for me of course, 'cos i'm the daughter of the most high a.k.a. the apple of his eye. Anyways, i really don't know where to start from, 'cos a lot of random things have been happening to me. Sit back and relax, 'cos i'll start from the beginning and tell it as it is. My random musing may sound incoherent, but just take this ride along with me and u'd be glad u did.
I wrote about the guy i like(d) some posts ago, OF. Anyways, i've decided not to like him again (LOL), so his number has been deleted from my phone and i decided not to call or e-mail him again. He never calls back when he says he would, claiming he's busy with school and work, like i'm the jobless one, right? Whenever he decides to call (always at midnight or 1/2 a.m), he keeps on going on and on about himself, without the decency to ask how i'm doing or how my day went. This used to, and still pisses me off. Everytime we talked, that was always the routine of him yanning dust (talking) on and on. Anyways, so on this fateful day, he called again and i was determined to have the upper hand, to give him a taste of his own medicine and not let him say too much. That's how i started talking about myself, how my day went, and all sorts. Before he could say a word, i'd have said 10. It got to a stage, he then said in Yoruba, "se enu o ki n ro e ni?" (Does ur mouth not hurt u? implying that i talk too much). I was livid. Whether he was aware of it or not, i don't know but i ended the conversation there and then. I've called him several times after that, but never made mention of the incident.
I spoke with my very good friend, Ade over the weekend. Told him the entire story about OF, and what i've decided to do. I just needed some sort of justification for my actions. Ade isn't telling me what i should or shouldn't do, but it's good when u seek people's opinion, which was what i did. I'm glad i talked to him about it, and he made me see things from another perspective. He asked whether OF had a girlfriend, and i replied in the negative 'cos from our convos, no talk of girlfriend ever came up, even though i'm 80% sure that he doesn't have one. Ade was now like i really can't assume that he doesn't have one, 'cos he has never made mention of one. Ade then suggested that i fashie (forget about) him 'cos i've tried. Ade knows that i'm kinda shy and for me to have called OF first, he gave me mad props. So bye-bye OF and i wish u the best in life.
That reminds me sef. I remember when i was still in Nigeria and every Sunday, my parents would drag my siblings and i to the 7 a.m. service at All Saint's Anglican Church, Yaba Lagos. The reason i used to love going to church was 'cos of my crushes. There was this family, one of the regulars to 7 a.m service that used to attend, they had about 5 boys, tall, dark and handsome boys. All of them wore glasses. My sister and i would sit in the back row with our girlies, to check these boys out. Then Senegalese style of buba and shokoto just arrived, so these boys were always decked in starched, guinea brocade Senegalese buba and shokoto. Thinking about it now, i feel stupid sha, going to church just to scope some boys who probably didn't even notice us. Then we thought they had to be really older than us, 'cos two of them used to drive the family to church in their SUV (it's too long for me to remember the model). My girlies, and my sister never mustered up enough courage to talk to 'em sha, which used to pain us then. If any of u brother's are reading this, (cos i know we Nigerians are all connected in a weird kinda way), know that this is/was ur secret admirer and i'm sure y'all are still TDH( TALL, DARK AND HANDSOME) and children of God 'cos ur mumsy and popsy used to drag y'all to church every Sunday. I think their mumsy used to cater for events at church. Kai! I've given out too much info, i hope my annonymous cover isn't fully blown by the whole world.
I was sitting jejely at the study loung of the Student Union building at school, eating my sandwich, when this gbeborun, aproko, amebo, tatafo lady came to meet me. I think she's a monk, 'cos of the way she dresses, dunno whether she's a Buddhist or Catholic monk, but i really don't care. Anyways, when i was done eating, she then wrote a small note and gave me, that read we're not supposed to eat or drink in the study lounge. She went further, to point out the signs posted to this effect. I pretended like i didn't know and thanked her. She went back to her seat, which was next to me, and i brought out my granola bar dessert to munch on. She looked at me and shook her head, i just smiled back. You guys need to understand that everyone eats and drinks in that study lounge, so it wasn't as if i was breaking one sacred rule like that o. Besides, why was it just me she picked on. Didn't she see the others that were drinking coffee too? Nonsense, everyone ignores that sign and i really think it should be removed.
I am so fit, infact i am in excellent shape, it ain't even funny. So my gym instructor wanted us to check our progress since we started the aerobic dance class (it's been 6 weeks), we used this software thingy that checks everything, body composition, flexibility, biceps strength, cardiovascular assessment etc. In all, but the biceps strength (average), i had excellent rating. I now weigh 132 lbs. Nice. So some of you guys, Uzo, London Buki said i should try kickboxing again. I'd try it in 2 weeks when my sore muscles are okay, only 'cos i'm excited about my progress report. Till then, aerobic dance it is for me. Oh, my friend i spoke to, Ade said i should write down on paper the qualities i desire in my future spouse. I'm like it's all stored up in my brain. He insisted that sometimes the brain mixes stuff up, more like we tend to compromise and rationalize some irrational things, but if it's on paper and hopefully u weren't intoxicated when u wrote it, u'd remain focused. Remain blessed people, till i come ur way again, keep on smiling.
P.S: I gotta run to class now, i didn't proofread this entry (i'd do that over the weekend), if there are any errors, i apologize in advance.
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