Sunday I woke up
bright and early. Read a little bit and it wasn’t my bible; it was the novel I
have been reading. After much speculation I choose to wear a skirt and a cotton
top to church. I still had to pick which skirt between two skirts. (the problem
with having too many clothes)
I played around and
just did the stuff that is regular with me (it is usually nothing absolutely
spectacular). In the lodge we have this rule where we go to the church in the
lodge compound on the third Sundays of the month and a Cathedral on the Second
Sunday of the month, well this week we switched. So we had to go to the church
in the lodge compound; Chapel of Ascension. Okay, the thing is that while I was
getting ready I just wanted to use powder and go out. But no I just
couldn’t stop myself after I wore my contacts and I went full out I did all the
works except contouring and highlighting, honestly for the life of me I
couldn’t be bothered to learn all those makeup procedures. So while Cynthia one
of my roommates and I were taking pictures, we had coincidentally worn the same
style of clothes, which was a black blouse thingamajig and a maxi skirt, mine was
an uneven one. Anywho, we sha looked alike. When we were done with our pictures
and about to storm the Chapel of Ascension, we saw Hot Stuff with some other
guys; E-joe whose real name is Joseph but we have an overpopulation of Josephs
in the lodge, Segun who is really huge and some other guys. So we ran after
them and followed them to their church.
And I have to say it was
gooood. I absolutely enjoyed the service. Unlike the churches I have been
attending, it had the Pentecostal flavor I grew up on and am used to. I don’t
know, I was just really happy to be at that church. After the service we were
given drinks as first time comers and this made me extra happy. The thing is
that I have an addiction for sugar (don’t come here with that diabetes nonsense
I have heard it all and just go away with all your negativity.) I had my fix
after a long long dry spell. As we left the church, Cynthia and I felt the need
to take more pictures, so we rallied these young men around us and tried to
take some pictures. Well they were really nice; in one of them we looked like
the Avengers. Something awkward happened while we were taking one of the
pictures, there was a moment between Hot stuff and I. At this point I will stop
because I don’t want to go into details before I will make you people think
something else (from reports I have been getting from headquarters it would seem
you guys have a more vivid imagination than I do)
After the photograph
session we headed back to lodge and on our trek back we saw an absolute beauty
parked right in front of Shoprite. It was a black G-Wagon. It was beautiful and
the fact that it was black just made me love that particular G-Wagon; it looked
like it didn’t belong on the streets of Ilorin. I don’t like the structure of
that car, I won’t go to a car shop and buy it even if I had the money to buy
it, but that does not take away the fact that it is ridiculously expensive and
whoever bought that car has too much money. ‘Plenty’ is not the adjective I
will use the phrase ‘too much’ fits this situation perfectly. I was almost
tempted to walk across the street and beg the man in the car to take my number,
desperate times call for almost desperate measures and since the government has
decided to let Corpers across the federation starve, a girl has almost no
choice but to almost take extreme measures. It doesn’t even matter if the model
of the car was the oldest model (and I wouldn’t know if it was. My knowledge of
cars is not that detailed).
I got back to the
lodge without going to offer myself to the owner of that fine motor. Had lunch
and a date with my oga’s wife; sleep we are getting tighter by the day. When I
arose I participated in the Ludo Games, I can’t particularly remember the
scores but I didn’t do too badly.
Regarding the decision
that has been dancing in my head, I have decided to cut ties with someone that
is my friend but I want to be more than friends with him and I can’t have him.
It is no other person than Churchill and the drama surrounding him is way too
much for adulthood it is straight out of Secondary school and I do not
exaggerate.
Sunday was almost bad for me because I heard the
shit that someone said about me (sorry for the profanity and more profanity may
come up) but this bitch thinks I give two hoots about her; I don’t even give
half a hoot. Well that’s her business and for her safety I won’t mention her
name.
Nkem Oyaghire
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