Saturday, March 08, 2008

Songs i'm feeling Now.



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Aso Ebi Resolution.

Ha, y'all wanna know the gist about my 'P' abi? Gbeboruns! Hahaha, i'll tell you laterz o. Mo, Mos, Mose...aww...my baby...

Anyway,I have devised a plan on the aso ebi thingy. Shade likes uniforms, infact the girl could die if she doesn't attend a party in a week! Literally! I have told her enough times not to invite me to her razz South London and Dagenham parties but she just doesn't get it. I have told her that levels have shifted o but that girl, she wouldn't listen. Shade is razz personified o, but that girl, I am stuck to her o. As a matter of fact, Mo isn't too happy about our friendship. He says we are from two different world. Okay, so he may be right but 'Shade mi', 'Shade peperempe', is the nicest friend of the whole bunch. She doesn't fake, e is just herself. In fact, I like the fact that she is nothing like me. Okay, i'm fun o, don't get me wrong but I can be reserved also. Shade is just carefree and kind and loyal. One little thing though, Shade likes MEN!!

Moving on sha, I have decided that I will split the aso ebi with Shade since I know she's a proper Owambe chick that would never say no to uniforms. So that one is sorted but then we have another issue. New shoes and new gbogbo e. Omo man...I think i'll just fashi jo!
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What is it with men o? Why is it that when you are single, they no dey show face but once you're hooked and happy like this, that is when they will be sending you some bloody texts? I have had to change my number recently!

Imagine Mr. Pro of all people calling me like something else, ke. Bode sef dey there o.

Hmm...Mr. Pro has been calling asking that we go out for coffee on Saturday morning and i'm like...wetin dey do this bobo now? Me? Coffee? Okay, maybe if he'd said we should go and eat some 'abula' at a Naija restaurant I for don oblige am (not really o, Mo will kill me!), but coffee? Pshew!

Anyway, he says he wants to discuss a new opportunity that's just arisen at his old job. He has sugarcoated me for his ex-boss and now he would like to set up an interview. Yeah right!

Wo, I no dey drink Bongo, I no dey drink Lipton neither do I drink Milo or Pinto, just leave me alone o. I am spoken for!

I'll be back ojare.

Thursday, March 06, 2008

Aso Ebi Ko, Aso Ara Ni!

Someone needs to tell Funto to leave me the hell alone o. Is it by force to buy 'aso ebi'? I guess someone is yet to get the memo that 'S.A.P' dey town sha. It's her little sister's wedding in a few weeks time, so she's been asking that we the 'ores' fork out some £100 kechin for the uniform. Some 3 years back, I probably would have jumped at the idea of identifying with my ores but in this day and age? Who does that anymore? Abeg I don move on tey-tey! I no dey for that caucaus again ojare.

Imagine, just imagine her cheek o. I was meant to be the even planner for the wedding. We agreed on price and all and she said she'd get back to me but up until two weeks ago, she never made mention of it. I chased her a few times and she would tell me she'd get back to me but whoosai! I fashied as per say, me sef get plenty things to do, afterall, I was gonna give her 'ara ile' price before. I just bonned. So, now imagine the cheek of her asking me to come and buy some aso ebi? Well...it's not as if i'm on a revenge trip but doing the uniform thing is just so dated these days.

Mo says I have to be supportive so that they would be there for me when it comes to ours but I told him to fashi jo. Thank God Mo is not yoruba o. I mean, can you imagine the kind of stress it would have been on our wedding day? No offence but Yoruba people too get tradition and I no dey too like the kain headache wen dey come from that side. He's from Delta!

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Ehen, can you imagine the cheek of that boy called Bode? That stupid boy just wouldn't get it into his thick head that a sister is hooked now o. Imagine him and me. He doesn't even know his levels! I tell you, I don suffer for London o.

Anyway sha, i'll give you the gist laterz.

What's up, now?

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

Orobokibo.

Gosh! I fat and frumpy! It's been more than a struggle to get into my jeans lately and i'm not looking half as hot as I used to. Dessy is letting herself go!

The picture I see now is very far from that hot city chikito o. What I see now is more like Iya Shaki selling boli and epa on the side of Majolate street. This cannot be happening o. I think it's time to make use of that gym membership - I mean,really!

I know why though, I know why. I did something very silly and to get out of it now is a very big struggle. I let someone into my space. I can't even bring myself to tell you who as you'll just gasp! This person has turned things upside down for me and Mo and my oh my I need to do something fast! I've been cooking like no tomorrow and eating at ungodly hours.

Can you imagine? i looked into the mirror this afternoon and I couldn't tell the difference between myself and a pregnant woman. Bakassi was peeping from my trousers and my trouser button was crying save my soul. My face is now so round that I can't tell the difference between it and the African Cup Of Nations football. Kai! I don suffer!