Dear Diary, today was a bit somehow, no, not a bad day, just somehow. Gloria left for Aba today. I had to wake up by 5 with her. She wanted pap so I went to the kitchen to make it for her, I wouldn't do that for anybody at 5 fucking am but Gloria deserved it, plus she was leaving my family today. Barrister Igwe (our neighbor) assisted in dropping her off, I glanced at the mirror to make sure I looked presentable (I didn't bother washing my face or even brushing, I brush before I go to bed so I could pretty much pull that off). I pulled her luggage (you know how those luggages are naw, the ones with the tires and shii) behind me and got into the car with it. Yo I was tired, I was like a robot just walking on command. I plugged in my earpiece and reduced the volume, selected the right kind of music for my mood and leaned my head against the door. I was half asleep, half awake. Barrister Igwe turned on his radio and I groaned in protest. I'm very sure he didn't hear me anyways. On the way, Gloria stopped one of the roadside hawkers and I watched her, I knew she wanted to buy a gum and I also knew it was the brand I like to chew she was gonna buy. Diary, I'm a breath person, I like minty fresh breaths thus I'm always with a gum in my bag, you can hardly see me without a gum and this has rubbed off on anyone who stays with me. I low key smiled at the positive influence, yes I think I positively influenced her, sharaap. She passed me one and I got with the program.
She chose 'God is Good' and I wondered why. "They are just tush" she explained. The "tush" people weren't so "tush" apparently. A lot of things were so disorganized, people were ranting and raving, the fare was ridiculously expensive (I laughed at the amount actually). I was tired and went to sit in one corner jejely (after standing for over 30 mins in my sleepy state), from the corner of my eye, I saw Gloria verbally attacking one of the attendants and I stood up and walked towards her. "What the fuck Glo?" I asked. "Look at this confused person I'm asking questions o! Inshort he is talking rubbish, when he is done, he can let me know". I told her to ease up and let her know "God is Good" isn't the only option in Lagos, she was adamant still so I kept quiet. Short story shorter, if you know how long it took before she was attended to ehn..dun just worry. I gave her one final hug and wished her safety, then I left with Barrister Igwe.
On our way back, I observed people, those going to work, some driving, others walking. One particular sight made my heart bleed. I saw a young man or boy (I couldn't quite tell what he was) who had a deformity of some sort, I suspect polio. He looked resigned and jaded and my heart bled for him. I wondered if he had any family, if he had any friends, if he even had any form of love. Many people are not kind or compassionate, people just carry on with their lives without a care. There and then I said a prayer in my heart for him, I prayed for him to find love, care and kindness, I prayed for people to be emphatic towards him.
After we got home, I felt my period coming and I didn't know how to feel about dear aunt flow. I mean it couldda chosen another day to come, why today?? Odusola Aanuoluwapo and Bisi (her best friend, I'm her other best friend) were expecting me and I frankly didn't wanna disappoint her (them), disappoint her I did still. My whole body was shattered with cramps and I couldn't deal, standing up was hard, whenever I tried to stand or move, my uterus protested by hurting me even harder. I managed to make myself a chocolate beverage and took a painkiller. The pain was quite something, I didn't even know when I fell into deep sleep. The last time I checked the time, it was 12;47pm only for me to wake by 4;36!! WTF yo!I felt like I passed out, that wasn't sleep, my period made me pass out. I panicked for a minute and pinged her, I was actually chatting with her and a few people before I "passed out". She wasn't reading so I called her cell, no response either. "I am dead mehn", I said to myself. Diary lemme tell you something, you don't offend your girlfriends, you just don't. It is a SIN. I tried to hurry and get out of the house but my mother wasn't having it at all. "You cannot see the clouds? Where do you want to go to by this time??" mom had asked me. "Erm, I wantu quickly see Aanu then from there I'll go to the radio station, I won't come back today" (half truth). Aanu and I had planned my sleep over but I ruined it! Mtchew! Bloody period!! #I'mOut.
She chose 'God is Good' and I wondered why. "They are just tush" she explained. The "tush" people weren't so "tush" apparently. A lot of things were so disorganized, people were ranting and raving, the fare was ridiculously expensive (I laughed at the amount actually). I was tired and went to sit in one corner jejely (after standing for over 30 mins in my sleepy state), from the corner of my eye, I saw Gloria verbally attacking one of the attendants and I stood up and walked towards her. "What the fuck Glo?" I asked. "Look at this confused person I'm asking questions o! Inshort he is talking rubbish, when he is done, he can let me know". I told her to ease up and let her know "God is Good" isn't the only option in Lagos, she was adamant still so I kept quiet. Short story shorter, if you know how long it took before she was attended to ehn..dun just worry. I gave her one final hug and wished her safety, then I left with Barrister Igwe.
On our way back, I observed people, those going to work, some driving, others walking. One particular sight made my heart bleed. I saw a young man or boy (I couldn't quite tell what he was) who had a deformity of some sort, I suspect polio. He looked resigned and jaded and my heart bled for him. I wondered if he had any family, if he had any friends, if he even had any form of love. Many people are not kind or compassionate, people just carry on with their lives without a care. There and then I said a prayer in my heart for him, I prayed for him to find love, care and kindness, I prayed for people to be emphatic towards him.
After we got home, I felt my period coming and I didn't know how to feel about dear aunt flow. I mean it couldda chosen another day to come, why today?? Odusola Aanuoluwapo and Bisi (her best friend, I'm her other best friend) were expecting me and I frankly didn't wanna disappoint her (them), disappoint her I did still. My whole body was shattered with cramps and I couldn't deal, standing up was hard, whenever I tried to stand or move, my uterus protested by hurting me even harder. I managed to make myself a chocolate beverage and took a painkiller. The pain was quite something, I didn't even know when I fell into deep sleep. The last time I checked the time, it was 12;47pm only for me to wake by 4;36!! WTF yo!I felt like I passed out, that wasn't sleep, my period made me pass out. I panicked for a minute and pinged her, I was actually chatting with her and a few people before I "passed out". She wasn't reading so I called her cell, no response either. "I am dead mehn", I said to myself. Diary lemme tell you something, you don't offend your girlfriends, you just don't. It is a SIN. I tried to hurry and get out of the house but my mother wasn't having it at all. "You cannot see the clouds? Where do you want to go to by this time??" mom had asked me. "Erm, I wantu quickly see Aanu then from there I'll go to the radio station, I won't come back today" (half truth). Aanu and I had planned my sleep over but I ruined it! Mtchew! Bloody period!! #I'mOut.
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