im back!

hey people, i cant believe it ma self....ma blog, im here, i'm here.... Rolly had to scold me terribly before i decided to come back, thanks sweets
but hey im back so no bother.....


whats been happening...hmmm, if i am correct the last time i was here was way over in august last year, wow, its been a while. anyway whats happened since...well not much, let me see... nothing?

ok a whole lot happened that im wondering which one would be safe to talk about. i think i spoke on ma graduation abi? that one na long story i stil dont feel like sharing.

ok, let me see...i started working recently and talking bout the different characters here would get ma ass whooped...lol.

but wait this place na goldmine o, the characters alone can get me rights for a storybook, ok let me start with ma first day. no taking this personal people, ok?

i go talk, ma first day at work...hmm

i walked into work that monday on shaky legs, me fresh meat from grad school, i no no anything, j.j.c with ma fancy shirt and wobbly heels, im no heel wearing someborri but due to work i don begin to dey feel like big chick.

i walked up to the counter and told the lady ther who ill refer only as missy,

me: ill like to see the m.d please, im from mr. such n such

missy:( looking me over), he's not around, (smackin kpchew kpchew gum) you can hav a seat.

me: in ma mind, no tear ma cloth o..thank God i wore Hawkes and Curtis

while seating i looked round ma future prison, na me my mama con throw here to make responsible....

no fine boys...damn!
chicks dey small?
mentally counting thru ma wardrobe...jeans..nope, jeans....nope, Ye, i no get cloth...
unless i start a revolution and start to wear jeans and tops to the office....no way,

ok, point stated, i no get cloth to go to work...and thats important...while sitting there trying not to talk to maself before missy thinks na craze person wey come see m.d, in walked Mini boss with a Tiny lugging a laptop like three times her weight....

ma first deductions, ok, ogas daaughter, on holiday?

anyway, im terribly tired...i cant keep goin thru d motions of eveything that went thru ma mind cos a million things go thru ma mind a minute.

met da bossman, got reffered to Mini boss who introduced me to those id be working with, ma mind started to wander

he walked me into a room and showed me a humongous pile of certificates, in ma mind im like

shuo, una no hear say na Bsc i carry come?

hes smiling like he offered me ice cream

as he left the room ma alter ego started a conversation with him in ma subconcious...

Bros abeg show,

wetin be this?

den tel u say i dey no get work for house?

abi i look like i dey that desperate wey i go come dey put something for envelope, na wetin i wear ma fine shirt come this place do abi?

THUNDER FIRE U! tufiA

but i did none of that,

I shut ma alter ego up and behaved myself

i did that for three days, swearing and cursing the whole time through

under ma breath of course....na who born me well?

the next day i swore to maselfthat i was thru with crappy jobs, i wont wait to be given something to do, ill give myself a job... nothing do me...stood at the doorway to the outer office and browsed.

hmmm, boring, boring, boring, boring, i go die o, wow, yawn, yawn, na wa!

i want to go back to school....what do you think?

im tired of writing ill be back viva!

is it me or this thing no dey flow, maybe wat exskulnerd said is true...ther must be bloggers block in the air!!

viva neway!