Dear Diary, my mother's yelling woke me up today. Asin, I flew up o! No, this isn't me joking, mba, I felt myself levitate and start to fly. Period. Ehen, what was i saying again sef? Oh yeah, that's right.. My Mother. "YES MOM??!!" I responded in a voice that let her know she just upset me. I can't quite remember exactly the position I was when I responded, was I suspended in the air or was I on ground...my bed?? You can't tell me nufin Diarina, I flew, in my mind I saw myself flying, period. Is it your diary? Is it?? I know my witch of a sister reads what I write here and as she sees the part where I wrote "my bed" she's probably calling me a liar and considering leaving a comment letting the whole world know it's not "my bed". Yes yes, it belongs to her...the little witch! It's not even my room, I moved out of my room months ago..like a year now but who's counting? It's not like I moved out moved out, I simply sleep in her room, that's it. Sides, the bed wasn't even hers originally, she stole it from me and called dibs (Long story, another day perhaps)
I liked my noon/evening experience, it was different and exciting for me. There we were at Ikorodu road, on our way to the AFRIMA beach party/event, suddenly, our car broke down. Don't ask me what was wrong, I dunno. I asked but no one wanted to tell me. I whined and whined about how hungry I was, how I was being "maltreated" by them (my covarage team) etc. Just to shut me up, they started buying me whatever I pointed at. From Sausage rolls to a big loaf of 250 bread, to oranges, water and soda, Pepsi to be precise. Diarina, sheybi you are wondering where all these things will fit abi? As I write, I still have everything and I mean EVERYTHING with me. I simply nibbled at each and dropped. Then I whined about how they ruined my diet and fed me carbs. Lord I can be a handful sometimes.
While the mechanic they got fixed the problem, I stood on the road and took selfies, I made videos, talked to random strangers, hawkers and people in their cars, I smiled and waved at anyone who smiled at "the lunatic standing on the road taking selfies" One man asked me to make a video of him and I obliged. I was able to have all these interactions because of the insane traffic. I was wearing a short dress and my legs were looking sooo good. Men kept smiling at me and waving, I smiled back at them when I could. There was a big truck with some young men in it, they looked at me like I was an alien, I smiled and waved at them, they waved back and I asked them how they were doing, I didn't quite catch their responses but I blew them kisses for the sweetness they showed me. At the air kisses, they smiled and blushed. I could tell they had never had a "beautiful girl" air kiss them or even talk to them, I was happy making people happy. When our car was finally fixed, I got in and we tried to cut into the line. I smiled up at a truck driver and begged him to let us pass, he smiled back and obliged me, as we drove past him, I waved frantically at him and he waved back smiling. Sigh, it was such a beautiful experience...just waving, smiling, asking people how they were. The only thing that made me sad were the kids and teens I saw hawking. It hurts me anytime I see them but what can I do?? I just try to buy even when I don't need them, it's my own little way of "doing something"it's not much and I wish I could do more but.....
We ended up turning back since it was late anyways. As I got into the front seat of a bus, (after I left the crew) the driver was all smiles and I smiled and said "good evening". He was a little surprised but he responded. When it was time for me to alight, he told me to watch my steps so I don't hurt myself then he told me to take care, I thanked him and headed for Trina's. Here I am now.....
I liked my noon/evening experience, it was different and exciting for me. There we were at Ikorodu road, on our way to the AFRIMA beach party/event, suddenly, our car broke down. Don't ask me what was wrong, I dunno. I asked but no one wanted to tell me. I whined and whined about how hungry I was, how I was being "maltreated" by them (my covarage team) etc. Just to shut me up, they started buying me whatever I pointed at. From Sausage rolls to a big loaf of 250 bread, to oranges, water and soda, Pepsi to be precise. Diarina, sheybi you are wondering where all these things will fit abi? As I write, I still have everything and I mean EVERYTHING with me. I simply nibbled at each and dropped. Then I whined about how they ruined my diet and fed me carbs. Lord I can be a handful sometimes.
While the mechanic they got fixed the problem, I stood on the road and took selfies, I made videos, talked to random strangers, hawkers and people in their cars, I smiled and waved at anyone who smiled at "the lunatic standing on the road taking selfies" One man asked me to make a video of him and I obliged. I was able to have all these interactions because of the insane traffic. I was wearing a short dress and my legs were looking sooo good. Men kept smiling at me and waving, I smiled back at them when I could. There was a big truck with some young men in it, they looked at me like I was an alien, I smiled and waved at them, they waved back and I asked them how they were doing, I didn't quite catch their responses but I blew them kisses for the sweetness they showed me. At the air kisses, they smiled and blushed. I could tell they had never had a "beautiful girl" air kiss them or even talk to them, I was happy making people happy. When our car was finally fixed, I got in and we tried to cut into the line. I smiled up at a truck driver and begged him to let us pass, he smiled back and obliged me, as we drove past him, I waved frantically at him and he waved back smiling. Sigh, it was such a beautiful experience...just waving, smiling, asking people how they were. The only thing that made me sad were the kids and teens I saw hawking. It hurts me anytime I see them but what can I do?? I just try to buy even when I don't need them, it's my own little way of "doing something"it's not much and I wish I could do more but.....
We ended up turning back since it was late anyways. As I got into the front seat of a bus, (after I left the crew) the driver was all smiles and I smiled and said "good evening". He was a little surprised but he responded. When it was time for me to alight, he told me to watch my steps so I don't hurt myself then he told me to take care, I thanked him and headed for Trina's. Here I am now.....
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