Monday was a day of
promise. I had gotten a reply from Fat Cat and I had an appointment with his
Madam at Ray Power, any time from 11 pm (do I hear a whoop whoop).
I trudged to the
church, I had had an almost long night, slept around after 12 and I still
wanted to sleep but the call to prayer was by 5:45AM and I had no choice to go
to church. After a very educative session at devotion I went back to bed only
to be awoken by Nam nam; asking for a cutlass. And because amebo is my biggest
hobby I asked him what it was for; it’s a pity I can’t put that in my CV. My
amebo skills are one in a million I could be a mighty spy, like the CIA needs
to employ me. Anyhow sha, after I asked what the cutlass was for, he mentioned
to kill a snake. At first I thought this man was joking only for me to let my
amebo lead me by hand outside and see Nnamdi or as Koch calls him Unamdi balancing
a snake on the cutlass.
Fear fear fear!!!!! I
was terrified. The thing ehn is that I don’t like snakes, okay let me repharse
that I am absolutely terrified, petrified, horrified of snakes, I can’t even
see the picture of a snake without losing it. If you know any other big words
to describe extreme fear please fill in the blanks. With this fear I stood outside
and refused to look at the reptile. I actually just looked down to be sure none
is lurking around ready to pounce. The funny thing about amebo is that your
thirst for knowledge is unquenchable, so I stood there and used Jooey (another
Joseph) to shield myself from having to see the snake and listened to Koch
regale us with snake stories, apparently he is a hunter who went to school;
secondary and tertiary where he had to major in snake hunting. His stories
still have me very frightened. The even scarier thing is that they had killed
one the night before, few minutes after I had gone back to bed.
After that I read a
little while I ate, basked in the sun more like punished myself by lying on a
couch in the sun, read some more and then chatted with Godswill. By 10:54 I proceeded to get ready for my
interview of some sorts, when I got there I had to wait for a while. After my
chat with the very nice lady in charge I got the gig and I am happy to announce
that the wish I had when I was eight is coming to pass.
I called my dad who
advised me on a topic to discuss, oh yes it is health radio, this in some way
should affect my health lifestyle. So I have to prepare three or four topics.
The day before my program is aired I promise to tell you guys. Aya it’s only
the folks in Ilorin that will get to listen.
I got back to the
lodge and we all know who I had lunch with, no other person than my new Oga’s
wife. She is really nice. I woke up around four groggy and sleepy eyed. Had a
bath at the suggestion of a friend and I felt a little bit better.
Ah! If you know me
well you will know that I missed a Monday ritual, Monday madness at the cinema,
the situation is very bad now that I can’t go and see a movie o! You people
should help me pray that this people pay us na. I don’t know how to be broke, I
think this is one of the things that cause High blood pressure and as Papa Nkem
would say this is my time and I cannot come and let poverty spoil my time.
That’s by the side;
after my bath I went to get something to eat and then I had another long talk
with Churchill. You guys this is bad o, it’s like I don’t hear word or even
learn lessons. I have really been enjoying breaking hearts and being a fine
girl just like the type that Sean Kingston sang about in Beautiful Girls, this boy has just come and made me feel something
and the funny thing is that if he ever makes a move on me I may just become that
girl that enjoys breaking hearts, oh well. Maybe because he is too much like my
type of Nigga; tall, dark, handsome, facial hair and smart, very smart (I know
tautology) did I mention smart and it is mandatory for me that he is
unavailable. I am too damn self-destructive, I will just find myself going
after Niggas that are unavailable in some way. Sum total of this is that I need
prayers. And in his case he has too many girls that like him and he is a
regular dude. I don’t even want to get into it. Yeah, my friend Ronke came
around yesterday, funny girl.
After our heart to
heart that still has me wanting him as usual and never solves anything. I went
to have a moment with music and books and I felt so good after.
I escorted Uju (lodge
friend too) to Shoprite and saw my loves, they are my friends from camp who
happen to be twins; one was in my platoon while the other was in the next
platoon. It was crazy fun and they succeeded in embarrassing me in front of my
Pharmacist boyfriend (some Pharmacist guy who I think is cute and he is really
cute and I am over sure likes me)
Night devotion was a
row, I had to anchor the Valedictory speeches for that night and two people
were having their Valedictory speeches. The first one went smoothly, the second
one not so, because I honestly cannot stand the dude I had to talk to, no need
to waste any breath on him.
Nkem Oyaghire
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