I missed u guys for real. I'm so pissed off 'cos i started typing a new entry, got halfway only for me, (don't know what i was thinking) to power off my PC. If not for this hot gist, i for don vex, no update today. NY was tew madd. So much FOOD (yes what's ur beeswax if i decide to capitalize the word) and fun. Had fun all the way. Anyways, my NY trip is gist for another day, there's this hot gist off the press i need to share with u guys.
For my non-Nigerian readers, "aristos" otherwise known as sugardaddies, are found everywhere and sometimes even amongst ur professors/ lecturers. It's so bad 'cos some of them even attempt to fail students who refuse to dance to their tune. Sad, very sad indeed. So imagine how shocked, flabberwhelmed and overgasted (yes o, i was bomabrded by these emotions simultaneously) i was to know we even have aristos in US universities also. My people, YES i know i can be naive sometimes, but someone please download a dirty slap on my face (i see u Vera more than happy to do just that, even u NB and Diamond i can't believe u're joining 'em) for being so naive for even thinking that aristos have boundaries.
Okay NY gist. I met up with my high school buddy i hadn't seen in 6 years. 'Twas fun. She's in DC, but whenever i go there i never get to see her. She still looks the same. Guess what? Upon all my talk about black Friday, we (my sister, her friend, my aunt and I) didn't hit the malls till noon. Of course there was no sale. We were at the Westfield mall, Tanger outlet, Green Acres, all in Long Island. Tanger is a very big outlet as in, i almost got lost. Who am i kidding? I got lost. I only bought a coat at H& M. The coat keeps me so warm and fuzzy.
I've been to NY countless times, yet i still manage to get lost when using the subway or the bus (just 3 times) so i called Kesto, remember him. That guy knows everywhere in NY. Anyways, he told me to meet him up at Tams Squaa (ESPN zone in Times Square) since we were both around that area. Met him and he insisted that he'd take me home. I'm like dude, just tell me what trains to take (me tryna do big gal) u don't have to take me home. I really feel bad, inconveniencing people, and i'm sure he was busy doing stuff when i called. He refused, so we took the train together to God-knows-where, but i know it was on the way home. On the second train ride, since i already knew where i was, i told him he could leave. Of course he insisted but i hopped on before he could blink. I kuku still got lost on the bus ride home, missed my stop. That guy has issues. He's trying too hard to get my attention by posing and all, if only he knew i'm just a simple gal. Anyhoos, he was telling me he needed to do 2000 hrs of internship/ residency before he could get his certification in Accounting, i think that's what he said. He then told me how much he makes now, then how much he'd be making p.a. when his internship is over and how much he hopes to make after getting his certification. When he was done yarning dust, i then asked, "... and ur point is?" He was shocked. Poor guy just started stammering, couldn't answer. I felt bad.
That's all o my people, there's so much ground to cover, but i'll leave it at that for now. Trust my drama-filled family, of course there was drama with my aunts, but that's story for anoda day. As for the owanbe, i ended up not going 'cos i was just too tire Saturday nite after hanging out with my high school buddy, plus the gig was in Queens and was starting 11p.m. till the security guard chases us out. I just decided to crash at home with a hot bowl of eba and correct vegetable soup that had everything in it, even snails, like Nigerian snails, i ate it wasn;t even funny. HA! How can i forget to tell u guys. Guess what i ate Wednesday nite for dinner? SUYA and IJEBU GARRI. My aunts friend just got back from Nigeria the day before, and she brough frozen "University of Suya, Allen campus" suya plus the authentic garri Ijebu. I was having a ball. It was then ChiefO a.k.a. Engineer Ayo decided to call me, trust me to rub it in his face, plus u never know who's beefing u, so i had to dismiss him before i choked on my garri.
ChiefO, it was nice not meeting u while i was around. U're a goofball, couldn't u've strolled over to come and say hello. As for u Omodudu, it was nice not meeting u too, and we all were in Amityville together. Ur amala and efo elemi mejo was so ready, but u didn't show face. U people are so disrespectful. How can i leave my zones, to come to NY hoping to hang out with all of u, just for u to disappoint me? Thank God i had back-up plans. I still had fun without u guys. Till i come again, remain blessed.
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