These my Friends(1)

Sometimes i really wonder about the girls i call my friends.....i'll jus start with one today.....her name's miss contradiction.lets start from how we met.....it was in skool.....then one day im goin home n she's stranded n some random guy says 'u guys live in so and so estate' and i go 'really' ..we go home together and we talk a bit........somehow we find out we know people in common from our secondary school days and then we talk a bit more n start hanging out......

then i meet her mum........the most uninformed and unexposed religious fanatic u'd ever come across(her gist is so plenty....stuff for anotha post)........
The thing is 'mumsi' as we call her is unemployed by choice and so has her hands full with all these church activities. she can be aptly described as the discoverer of churches unknown....anyhow mumsi would take off on tuesdays or wednesdays n won't come back till saturday.....unknown to her she's jus created an avenue for random fucking n general 'sodomy'.

Now contradiction had this bobo who was working in some fly telecoms company.the exit of mumsi always heralded the entrance of telecoms bobo.......then contradiction's bro who's known as complacent would come from his uni(one of this crazy christian private unis) with all his randy friends and b4 i 4get all contradictions aristo friends would turn d place into a pick up point for all their married and old clients to come n do d negotiations b4 goin for the nights appointment........such was 30a.

in addition to all these characters, there was 'jesus baby' as mumsi would call her.jb's the little sister who's like 19 years younger than contradiction(do u sense some foul play here?)....so when mumsi goes on her pilgrimages and religious expeditions, she'd take jb n as expected school people started complaining.....so believe it or not 5 yr old jb would also b in 30a when all dis sodomy was goin on(nice environment 4 a child.......)

let me ask.....wats so wrong with sleeping with ur boyfriend??? anyway contradiction woould deny to the highest heavens that she'd never been intimate wiv bobo......i'd b like 'if he isnt gettin some, why does he come back all d time?' she'd deny vehemently n say they jus gist and i'm like all thru d nite? its like she thinks people's brains went on leave or sth.........

ok......what got me thinking about this my friend n her kurukere moves was when she said she had left uni sumwhere in the northern part of nija b'cos her mum (mumsi no go uni o!) said Botany wasnt a course....see wahala.....she was to spend anoda 5 yrs @ home doin nothin till bobo made her apply to our school....now anotha interesting twist....she comes one day n informs us dat she had an appendicitis operation d same day mumsi gave birth to jb.interesting hun? then to add flavor to the story it turns out that as she was leavin the hospital on d same day mumsi n her supposed baby, the nurses mistook jb for her child.....funny......it set me thinking....she left uni that same year.... sure ur begining get a clearer picture..........i decided to sit back n look......

now i noticed that mumsi never really took care of jb. contradiction was the general househelp more or less. she'd drive, cook, market, attend pta.......evrything n mumsi would neva lift a finger...it was as tho contradiction was atoning for some sin and this was mumsi's way of punishing her for some terrible sin ......see christians o......anyways i relayed my suspicions to another friend, dude n he assured me i was stretching my imagination a bit too far............

call me a witch....but abeg secrets were beginning to unfold slowly....one evening dude comes ova to my house n says 'michelle its true' i'm like 'wat's true?'he says 'jb is contradiction's baby'. i ask dude how he knows n o boy i say its a very small world. ok dude n contradiction grew up in d same neighborhood(but they neva knew each otha)..now dude's sistas friend comes to spend d wk..they get talking n complacent's name is mentioned, she apparently knows complacent......so dude says 'there's a nice family in dis estate...contradiction, complacent and jb'.dude's friend goes.....'who's jb?' dude answers with all conviction that jbs their little sis and she says no theres no lil sis.......then she remembers........she says so contradiction had the baby afterall.......she affirms that contradiction came back home from uni pregnant n mumsi to hide the shame of 'whoredom' as she calls it locks her up in d house for the period of the pregnancy(so much for mumsi's sanctimonious attitude).............

why do people lie..........................dont u think it would hv been much easier if mumsi allowed her to have the baby and continue her life normally....now the whole family is living a big lie n its obvious mumsi can't even live out the lie well enuff...as for contradiction, she's never been able to get her life back on track(i'll save more of her gist for later).........................a very sad situation indeed!!!!!!!!!!!!

p.s- the funny thing is dat she doesnt even hv a slight clue dat i know........so much 4 being smart!

Surmounting Difficulties

I hate being philosophical but sometimes i like to think long and deep.........i just hate it when things dont go according to plan or worst still when my best laid plans come crashing down like a pack of cards at my feet.....so much for good planning.......well like one of my favorite sayings goes....the test of a real man is not in how many times he falls, but how many times he's able to rise up...

Sometimes i have this innate fear that i am being over ambitious...but like they say Rome wasnt built in a day...so i guess whats worth having is worth working hard for.......ok why am i writing all this, someone would say its because i hear results r out...but hey considering d demands of external study n the consistent effort i had to put in for three freaking years....i hope it finally paid off.... so here's the deal..when i go check those results i hope they r up to standard cos i really worked and read so hard.......on d otha hand if things dont go so well then id jus have to do a resit exam(God forbid....)....lets see how it goes............my fingers r tightly crossed people.....

office blues

Life has been moving at snail speed recently, but I feel it in my spirit dat things r goin to change. This morning started on a pretty terrible note cos I woke up to find out I had d curse.i’m feeling better now anyways. The office today was pretty boring. Let me describe my office. Its wat we’d call a city law firm in the heart of lekki.job description? Well lets say I’m there for everyone to use me….weird? not really.i’m interning while waiting for my law exam results and ultimately law school. So in sum, im jus killing time(while trying to learn of course). Work can be pretty groovy. We have one partner who city people would term the quintessential big boy.i’ll save his gist for later…….then there’s mr a.God just has a way of working sometimes. Met mr a b4 I got the job n of cos he was head ova heels in love oops lust(im a man magnet as noni says), so I used him to get all d insider info n familiarize myself with the workings of the place. Guess what, he’s jus been transferred to FCT office……yeah so call me a schemer or whateva, but he’s left d office for good…. Nobody to start trying to claim they knew me first blabla....life goes on.then there's miss o.....they say she's pretty...do i think so? welll she could be better considering the fact that she really gives us some old skool dressing like dis.....then mrs.c is pregnant n not too friendly....miss y is trendy and almost albino-coloured...but men im beginning to suspect d babe bleaches(even if its an expensive toner, bleach na bleach.period).....miss dee is trendy too but a bit of notice me.......mrs w....is kinda odd cos she hasnt quite got the sophistication of d regular office gal...but the funny thing is she doesnt even seem to know, so hey.. but shes really nice to talk to though she has weird ideas and views sometimes......then there's mr.k.....ibo togolese nigga.his english sounds french...he was born,bread and buttered in togo......rather officious.....mr.m..hmm, dis one get wahala....ok i noticed him perpetually staring at me for the 1st 3 days like i was one mamiwater.anyhow he walks up to me, introduces himself and asks me out for lunch. i wan refuse b4?ok so we go to some hidden exotic zones....only big boys go dere....... food is freakin expensive, do i care? of course not.........anyways he talks sooooo big and blows his trumpet so loud n i wonder if ur so big...why r u still working under somebody.........u know how this goes....i'll continue his story soon....there's mr t. son of a rtd justice,fun loving type of dude.....how much law he knows? i dunno o....anyways he's always filling my ears with tales of girl wahala n im sorry for him cos he's still a jjc where d typical nija gal is concerned.....then there's my fave .....fineboy.he's in accounts...he's interning as well n d sad thing is he's goin back abroad nxt month.....our wahala started wen he sent me a txt saying 'do i stand a chance?' n im thinking..hey mr. why spoil dis friendship......on d ottha hand he mite jus be lookin for a fling..office romance, but trust me i've managed to maintain status quo n keep us as just friends.......then there's the irritating accountant........typical yoruba man.......also tries his luck wiv me.....i say see dis yeye man... even if i was drunk...abeg o...............yea then there's my humble self..............well dats all for now folks!!!!!!!!!!!

Random writing

I never really believed in procrastinating……but dats wat I’ve been doing lately. Let’s start with this blog.i created it like over a mth ago and im just putting up my 1st post today!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!God help me….. and by the way I daresay im welcoming myself to blogville…..let’s hope it goes well…….