Good Times

My life used to be much more fun. Me Ke! That used to hang out with my boys – “the chappies” after school scoping the girls as they passed along the corridor. Caught a pretty flasher once…wouldn’t say she did it intentionally but in trying to adjust her tank top, she completely pulled it off her bare boobs and the babe yellow die!, so imagine. Picture one unique murafucker laughing his head off in the full glare of everyone. Me I just maintain, gentle dude like me. Those were the days.

I remember skipping out of school on several occasions during my first year to go see my chic who hadn’t gotten in by then, almost got caught one day by her uncle who came home unexpectedly to pick up something he had forgotten. Fast guy (Me) sneaked up the stairs on cue and landed in an unknown bedroom, later known (my chic’s). We no do anything O! na children play we dey play…lol. Remember my results being so bad that semester, it could almost pass for a “DE-certificate” with the number of D’s and E’s I amassed.
Got my first murafucking kiss during these fun times, same chic, different location…computer school at same uncle’s computer firm (story for another day).

Even the school environment was heated up in those days. Kpa! Kpa! Gun shot, everybody don scatter Eke & Viki boys lighting the place up with an early “go home” alarm. Na so one girl jump from 3 story building break leg; saw her recently, we just laughed about it (wasn’t the least bit funny then though).

So you see, activity was at every corner not until I entered murafucking, overhyped, but good old Medicine. “Just like one of those monopoly false moves and bam!; Go to Jail!, Move directly to jail, do not pass GO do not collect E200” equivalent of “Go directly through Medicine, do not look at the chics, do not sneak out of school, don’t hang with the guys, don’t even have time for yourself, what the fuck are you doing online”. Get the pic now? Anyways got me a short time to roll outta the programme in style. Well God dey.

It's my Birthday (17th October 2008)

So it is. What can I say, looking back,...well I've come quite some way since d sametime last year. Not too impressed in some aspects but for me a time like this is of utmost importance as I get to look back, re-evaluate n make my changes for d 'new year'.
Feel like I'm starting out on a clean slate,its d least I can do 4 myself. Wipe everything clean n start anew.
On a sad note-2day's an Aunt's funeral. Got 2 attend.Its d least I can do 4 her.

Untitled

I guess thats the name of the book I'm currently writing (for now,...lol). I haven't picked a name for it yet. I didn't tell you?...well, I'm writing a book. Its intended to be a love story about two people who meet by a twist of fate, they both don't believe in love at first sight, so they keep seeing each other hoping things will work or maybe not. Thats the snag, I don't know how the book will end myself but I'm willing to just keep on writing. Its a story about love, fun, the beauty of life and its accompanying sorrows, I love it and I think you will. It has changed my life completely. :)

I've gotten about 10pages under already, have to filter the things I write as the days pass. I don't want to talk too much about it so I don't hit a writer's block as in my last book.

However I'll try to post excerpts from it when I'm almost done, so just keep looking in (for those that do). Well thats it, got to run now,...later.

Idle musings...

I've learnt to live life,to take it as it comes. Smile when its fun and when its not,...well just hope that d fun times return. That's how to live,right?or else just take it by d horn n hope it doesn't turn around someday and thrust you thro d heart...lol..Good old life.
Someone dear once told me, I'm fond of lookin at d sad side of life. Well,not always, but I think it rather helps me appreciate the good times. I savour the good things of life hoping they last as long as possible. Nothing knocks me off balance.Like I said,I've learnt 2 live life

Hard Knock Love-2(conclusion)

...I'm drained,I collapse in a heap...I can feel fluid trickling down my chest...warm,life-giving fluid...it could only be coming from one source...but I'm past caring now...my eyes get heavy,I'm sinking deeper,I keep thinking...what a life,...?what a life,...?what a life?

Hard Knock Love-2

...it flickers again,I rise. This time I think its for real,muster enough strenght and advance towards it...it flickers once more...my hopes are raised...I'm almost there,I've struggled to get up here,cut up in several places,I bleed...too many thorns brushed out of my path...it begins to recede,I scramble forward...it flickers yet again,and gently wanes...No!,..No!..No! I keep saying as I'm plunged into pitch darkness,I can't take it anymore...

Hard knock love

So how do you explain the feeling you get when you love someone so much, but your heart aches at the thought of it cos you can’t be with the person for some unknown reason. Now How’d you get urself in this.

Simple, you just go to bed thinking about someone and as the days pass you realize that this person captures Ur whole thoughts, you r whole being, you can’t think of much else and even when you do, Ur mind keeps getting drawn back like an elastic band; only this one just doesn’t get weaker as the days pass.

Then I think to myself why, why’re U doing this to Urself, she doesn’t even know, snap out of this man!; its probably an infatuation. Days pass, weeks, months !!, but I’m still here. Then I step up to the plate and take the bat in hand, ready to hit a home run but no, it falls just short of the pitch, I’m not the one she desires; alas my hopes are dashed, I can’t seem to make out why. so I go back into my shell, an empty cold one, and curl up licking my wounds.

An occasional light flickers, maybe she does like me after all, so I prod further following the light, It gets brighter, the source is in sight, I can feel the warmth, the soft glow in the dark, I reach out to the source but again its an illusion; still too far away. it doesn’t recede this time but the cold returns, the hard shell encases me. Ah! what I would give to have the light, to bask in its full glow… (too emotional to continue)

...to be continued