Saturday, February 22, 2014

First Beat Down. Part One

It was the year 2010. I was young, naive and learning about life. If you don't know it already, i was/am a late bloomer. I didn't know anything about sex and i wasn't really interested. My growing up years were just me and my book. I loved the indoors mehn... lol. You know how parents used to tell their kids to sit their butt down and don't step out of the house? It wasn't like that with me. My relatives used to beg me to go out and mingle. For some reason that never appealed to me. I loved the dark, the peace and the quiet. I was never bored though. I just hated, hated "drama". The he said, she said. The he did, she did. I despised all that drama and back talk so i just stayed away. I had only a few friends and i loved them. People i need in my life and the ones that needed me in theirs too. I look at some of my younger friends today trying so much to get the attention of people who couldn't care less about them. I'm always like, why are you torturing yourself so? You don't have to beg or impress people to like you. Just accept those who like you and live with your peace of mind. I swear people just love drama mehn...

The closest I've come to  confrontational drama was the year 2010. One of my best friends from the Islands was throwing a house party. Now she's quite the party animal but she was a good friend and adviser so i decided to go for the party. She was quite older than me. She was like 35 or so then. She had three kids and the oldest had just turned 18. Yup she started early to breed. lol. Shes still with the same man and theyre married. She was Such an amazing woman (we've lost touch).
Anyway i went to the party and the house was packed full. When i mean full, i mean full. I nearly turned back sef because, before i went into the house, i saw a bunch of guys(men) just sitting outside. They were smoking "whatever" and drinking alcohol. The music was too loud too. Imagine a teen house party on TV...OK replace the faces with older black people. lol.

I was looking real hot if i may say so myself. Ssshh, you weren't there so just accept that fact and read on. haha. Ok it was hard at first but i located my friend and some other people i knew in the sea of people. There was a ton of BBQ ribs(my favorite),fried chicken, mashed potatoes and cole slaw. Beer and soda was in abundance too. I mean it was a  happening party and most of the guests were from her Island (name withheld). lol.
I left my friends, got some food and sat down to demolish my plate. lol. My beef ribs give me life mehn... So the first guy comes up, says hi and talks for a lil, then leaves. The second guy and the third guy too. Now i wasn't giving them any window of opportunity because, my goodness they smelt like alcohol and smoke. Their breath was stanky as hell. lol. I can not stand smokers. I wont date you, I wont entertain you either. Romantic wise though. I have a bunch of friends and coworkers I like that smoke CIGARETTES. Just cigars! If you are smoking anything else, good for you... I just wont have any business with you. That simple.

I got up to dance with my friend to Mavado? abi na Movado? songs. He is a very popular Caribbean dance hall music artist. I danced my lil heart out mehn. lol. Did i forget to mention I'm a dancer? I'm not on Ciara's level o but I move pretty well. I love to dance esp to Nigerian music. My all time fav is Flavor's "Baby Oku" and J Martins "Fine Fine Love". Im also a big fan of David O and Psquare's songs/dance jams. Love them! I'm definitely not that girl that will go to a party looking all cute, but just sit down and cross my leg all through the party. Nope! I always wear clothes that will let me move freely because the dance and the food is the reason I came out. Last year at my friends graduation party, i danced so much that this man gave me $100. lol. It was the uncle of the celebrant. He was like thank you for making this party so lively. I gave the money to my friend though. I wanted to keep it o! But hey I don't need to get paid to dance and it was her party. Seriously just put on good music and I'm on the dance floor. My brothers say i no get shame at all. Its funny because i don't even chug alcohol. Its all me clean and sober. I don't want to imagine what would happen if i mix my craze with alcohol. lol.  With or without a dance partner I will dance. I don't want to brag but I be hot cake o. lol.  I always get invited to parties now because people say if I'm there, its sure gonna be a fun party. I do not dispute that at all. hehehe :D I don't go out a lot but when i do, I'm sure to have fun! You can call me the dance master. hahaha...

Now back to the party, when i was on the dance floor, this drunk troll came behind me to grind on me. I felt his "kini" all up on me and If you see the way i jumped and ran to the other side of the room ehn... Chei! Men can be perverts o!  I felt so violated... I couldn't even dance in peace anymore. After that song i just went to find a seat to cool off and steady my rapidly beating heart...

To be continued :)

Thursday, February 20, 2014

Mushy. #haha

i made my amazing fried rice today
everyone at home loved it.
i took a plate and got my portion
i couldn't eat it though
cos i was thinking of you.
i wondered...
i just kept wondering...
have you eaten today?
if you were here and tried my fried rice
would you love it just like my family?
what did you eat today?
i wish 
i just wish 
we'd share a meal together...
that day is coming though
i cant wait for you to be back
i miss you :(

Tuesday, February 18, 2014

The Almost Beat Down

Today at Sonic Fast Food i ran into an old friend. Actually what happened was I was trying to back out my car and leave the place. I was in that process when i saw this white car entering the restaurant fly by behind me. Normally you're supposed to wait for the person trying to come out to finish na before you drive past them. Well this person no wait o! Thank God for brakes. I slammed on it real hard. So much that i kinda jerked. I was so mad that i sat up a lil and turned sideways to see who the stupid driver was. As the car was about to enter the drive-thru lane, i saw the driver.  I recognized her right way. It was my old friend Ann. We used to hang out when we were younger and she is the typical black American ratchet chick. Annie had the Loud ghetto voice with the bitchy attitude to match. lol

Anyway when i noticed she was the one i wasn't pissed anymore, My anger was replaced with happiness cos i haven't seen her in a long time. I changed direction and instead of going out, i reversed again and entered the drive-thru lane. I then stopped my car behind hers. I took the seat belt off and got out of my car to go say hello. When i got to her car, I knocked on her window to wind down her glass. Apparently she didn't recognize me because this girl put her window down and started cursing at me. She was all up in my face like "You bitch want you want? You wanna fight? I got you heifer, Imma beat you down". I was like wah? Omo i shock o! I then tried waving with my hand in a friendly gesture to stop her rant and calm her. That was a bad idea because in her words, she thought i was "finna" hit her. She ducked and i saw her taking off her seat belt. With her head still bent she opened the door. That's when i found my voice o and i was like, "Please dont hit me Ann... Its me, Leona. We went to cosmetology school together and used to hang out too". I then proceeded to get my huge Diana Ross looking Afro hair off my face so she could recognize me. Everyone has been telling me to remove that damned hair. lol. She did recognize me though and we started laughing. It was funny because this girl was ready to beat me up o! And the thing is she was at FAULT. Na she no obey traffic rules but as a typical black girl, they're sorry we're always right. lol

We hugged and talked for a min until another car pulled up behind me. She told me not to do what i did again though cos i could get killed. Which is kind of true. I didn't even think that maybe it could be someone that looks like her and my approach may not sit well with them. They could be the crazy and could think i was coming to fight. Na so person go pull concealed weapon and shoot me. Crazy people dey everywhere and Road rage is real! Lesson learnt. lol

I ve only been in a fight once. It happened in 2010 and no be me cause am sef. Some people are just always ready to fight. Now that i remember it, i should write about it. Next post. Promise.

Thank you for reading Leona's blog. Shes grateful! hahaha... :D

Saturday, February 15, 2014

Post Valentine: My 1st Red Bottoms

This is just a 

I got my very first red bottoms today! Yay! I'm so excited and still surprised! I didn't see it coming but Hey I ain't complaining o! Thank you God. Oh this boy sure knows the way to a woman's heart.
I really wanna give him a big thank you hug but he is so far away. Since thats not possible Imma just hug my lovely  four inch  Christian Louboutin shoes tonight. AAAAAAHHHHHH! That's me screaming! I'm totally on designer levels now. Haha. You jealous? hahahaha...! Oh whomever invented high heels needs a Gold medal. They are some sexy sh*t and they just bring out the hot & spicy in you.

The card was signed by him... Asa m do walk with me. lol. Love, Dimples.

Don't ask me o! I don't think he knows about this blog. We both use the walk with me phrase all the time. And I kinda got my blog address from him. Remember that birthday party i met him? Yea? When he grabbed the car keys to give me a ride home, he said to me, "walk with me Leona". So when i was looking for a web address that sexy voice and the words came to mind. lol.

I know I left him out of my Valentine post yesterday and i haven't really blogged about him lately. Well I'm trying to keep some things sacred you know... lol. I'm trying not to over share. Do you still want to know? Oh OK OK stop giving me that look. I will totally tell you if you insist! hahaha! I hope i dont sound too "mushy".

Ah he is totally adorable. He calls me, text, emails, Skypes... the whole thing. He keeps in touch. He says the right things. He acts the right way. He gives great advice and he encourages and cares for me & his family and friends. Oh his smile #swoon.  His smile and his voice totally kills me and I'm so smitten. He is so smart and i love listening to his stories. He talks about Jesus and He is Saved. He is born again in Christ and he is so proud of the hand of God in his life.
Now he is not without blemish. He has a past. A very wild past. He turned his life around today because of the intervention of his cousin and best friend who lead him to the altar of God. AH! maybe I will tell the story later but without the intimate details though. Cleaning up your life is totally possible. You just gotta let go and let God. The Lord is good.

Oh so how did I get the gift? Well i never gave him my address, so he sent my package to my Friend Karen's house. Karen tricked me into stopping by her house and when i walked in, i saw a neatly wrapped box on the centre table in the living room. When i saw it i was like "oh lucky Karen...her boo musta bought that". Only for me to get handed the box and it had my name on it! I was so surprised! The excitement had me ripping up the nice red wrap and there i found my heavenly shoes. The card fell to the floor! I noticed it after i did my happy dance. He called me then and said he picked out the shoes himself (he knows my shoe size). I asked him why not diamonds? That cracked him up and he was like this Igbo girl will not kill him. Im teaching him some Igbo. Hahaha... I was kidding of course. Or was I? lol! Karen swears she gave him the idea but he denied her claim and said all the credit should be his. Like I care who gets the credit... Abeg the thing be say i hold my first Lou Bi's for hand o! Haaa. E still dey sweet me for body mehn. Cant wait to rock them :) And O they look amazing. Im too scared to go online and check how much they cost. lol. I think Im good not knowing. ;)

Oh i gave him something too. A Poem. In his email and i wrote it all by myself. Don't judge me o! I no get his German address biko. I would have sent him something. But wait o! Its not like i asked. Chai! Me bad gan :( I didn't wanna put any pressure on the Valentine Day ish... But He is coming back in 2 weeks! YAY! I will treat him then. Let the count down begin!

I gave out chocolates to some friends and I got chocolates back. My friend April gave me a card with a heart felt note written in it.  I love my April :) She also gave me $50 gift card to the restaurant Chilli's! She knows i love Chilli's! haha. Also this guy at work who is sweet on me bought me this red velvet lava cake topped with chocolate ice cream. It was so yum and Good gad, people can bake mehn. I'm still feeling so guilty. I dunno why i ate the thing...all my myself. How much weight did i gain from that? Oh gosh! #coversface. Im such a fatty pants. haha!  The guy Na correct butter fly o! He "toasts" everybody! Its my turn for Hes really funny though.  I donated to St Judes Children's Hospital today too! Cheers to a good day :) God is good!

I'm lying in bed with my shoes beside me. My shoes and I connect on a deeper level already. hahaha... Women and Ive already given it a name. Ije amaka. It means my journey with" _____" shall be a good one. Oh yes it will. God willing.
Hope y'all had a blessed Lovers day? Thank you for reading my blog. xoxo
Love, Leona

Friday, February 14, 2014

Here's to Valentine's Day! xoxo :)

Its been a whole lotta red this week. Seriously everywhere is all red with decorations and you can feel the love. I love Valentines Day! I think its totally cool that we have a special day set aside to remind us to show love. Its Just like Mothers Day...its a day worth celebrating with the ones you love. Or you can show love to a complete stranger. Hey there! haha

Now I've never had a "boo" Valentine but I've had some pretty memorable ones. Oh Let me tell you the story of one of the best i had.
When i was in boarding school in Nigeria, because it was an all girls school we had a class Val. The teachers or seniors wrote down names of everybody in the class. Then you pick a name and whoever you pick, is your class Val. Nowadays Its kinda like Secret Santa at work or school. I think this story was js3 or 9th grade. Ok so i picked this other girl and i bought her earrings. They were pretty cheap cos i wasn't about to spend my money on a girl that wasn't even my friend. lol. That week i lost my bathing sponge. I remember i kept announcing and crying in class/dorm because i no longer had a sponge to bath with. On Valentines Day I didn't even bother to go meet the girl and exchange gifts. I just gave it to her friend to pass on to her. Later that night i saw the girl walking towards me. She had this neatly wrapped box in her hand and a card on the box. She came and gave it to me. I was so surprised and shame no even gree me to open the box. It was so beautiful complete with the bow and all. I finally opened it and what do i see? A sponge! A very beautiful red bath sponge. I nearly cried. I couldnt even look her in the face cos i was really ashamed. She hugged me and said she was happy i liked it. She then told me not to cry about the sponge anymore. I was so Ashamed because this girl i barely knew went out of her way to get me the kindest, most thoughtful gift ever! Throughout that school year Omo i avoided the babe o! The shame no gree me face her. lol. We became friends much later. She's an amazing and blessed soul. Love her!

 Last year was pretty cool too. My coworker had like three big edible arrangements (fruit&chocolate arranged like flowers...see picture below) sent to her at the office from different love interests. The babe na "hot cake". lol
She gave me one of them to take home and booooyyy was it giant! I had an amazing time "cho pu lating" my thing jare. I also got individual roses from other coworkers and chocolate covered red velvet cake from my good friend. I had fun laughing and eating chocolates! It was a good day :)

This year I told my mum she was my valentine and i asked this craze woman what she wanted. Imagine her answer o! "Ah Nne that money i owe you($300) please forget about it and i will accept your love". Ahahahahaaha... See smart woman. I told her I want my money back o! She was trying to use Igbo sense on me. She come forget say Na she born me. lol. A whole $300? Me ke forget? Haaaaa... E go hard o! I may change my mind sha.  I mean my mother is pretty awesome. lol. Well we will see how it goes today!

A bunch of people on my Facebook keep updating their status and screaming blue murder on Valentine Day. Talking about today is supposed to be a day to give to the needy and not a day to exchange gifts with your loved ones. Hahaha...The thing is yes, it is true that you're supposed to help the needy today and show love to them but i can bet you a million dollars that most of these people screaming give to the needy have NEVER given to the less privileged before. Trynna sound all righteous but end up coming off as bitter. Valentines Day doesn't have to be celebrated only if you're coupled up. Its also about family time and togetherness and sharing and showing love to friends and neighbors. You could surprise an old friend with a call today? Anything goes. Put a smile on some one's face instead of sitting down all bitter at the world. Smile and make merry. God's gat you :)

I love Love. Little wonder why I've never actually being in love. lol. You know words of the mouth are powerful. I remember in high school when everybody was all boo'ed up. I wasn't  really interested in that. I always said to my friends that i wanted the very first guy i date/court end to be the only one. I wanted him to be the one i end up calling my husband. I want to be able to say on my wedding day that I married my first boyfriend, my best friend and my first love. Frogs are not my portion. Never really cared for y'all know by now, i hate Animals. I will wait for my Prince. lol. I totally said that and Its like its going to be true. hahaha. Surulere o! God willing.
Happy Valentines day to you all. Thank you for visiting my blog and reading and please comment!  I love you guys :) E-hug

Special shout out to my auntie of life...Aunt Ije thank you for being a second mother to me. Thank you for loving and caring for me like your own Daughter. Yea Adaobi I'm totally a daughter #tongueout. Thank you to my BFF of life Christabel. You're an amazing girl and I'm so blessed to have you in my life. I love you girl. To my guys rock!
So much love to show to a lot of people today. My car is packed full with chocolates. hahaha! i hope i don't finish it before it gets to the intended owners o! Lmbo!

I want diamonds! but "boohoo" who go wan dash me that one na? #tears. Let me just find seat and collect my Hershey's chocolate and cards? and say thank you. lol
Do enjoy Today!

With Love,

Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Dog Tales: Episode 2

My neighbours breed dogs! I have come to that conclusion. lol. I think it should be a law that you cant have more than one dog. Ah Kilode? I swear the couple that live in the house to the right beside us have like 10 dogs. And, No its not the lil fairly cute ones but them big scary looking "wolves". For Gods sake i cant jog outside in the streets in peace. We pay money to live in this quiet neighborhood but no i cant enjoy it because any time i step outside there is a wolf laying in wait, ready to charge at me. Ehn, i know I'm exaggerating but you should hear what this couple tells me... Talking about they don't bite and ish...Who are you telling that one? I see your animal eyeing me like juicy bone and you are telling me to come closer it doesn't bite. Afo dikwa unu na'ime(may their stomach turn) lol. Aaaah I'm vexed and Im ranting. I know. I know... but i cant help it. I really would love to jog around so i can get my body summer ready but them loud <insert female dog name here> wont give me that peace. #rme

Ive always been scared of dogs. In fact most Animals on fours i think. Cat, dog, horse, pig, anything domestic, I'm scared shit less of them. Dogs petrify me. Like as soon as i see them, i just change direction. I remember i had a very good Friend back in Nigeria and they had a dog. I heard the dog was sweet and all but i never went to her house because  of that animal. She lived just five minutes away and we were so close. She was always the one coming to see me in my home and even though i felt bad, i knew there was no way i was ever going to her house.I just couldn't. The day before i was supposed to travel to America, i was forced to go to the house and tell her i was leaving for a while. I stood three houses away and sent my lil brother to go to her house and tell her to come out so i can talk to her. lol. It was that bad. Hi Ng :)

I had this aunt that lived in Lagos. I think it was Ketu and i was just 13 then.  I went to visit her in her house for the first time. She came and picked me up from another aunts house and together we went to her place. Nice big house o and I was like oh yea, Im going to see Auntie's house for the first time. I was so excited. She had three boys and i was older than all of them but i was looking forward to seeing them that day. The driver dropped my aunt and i at her house and as soon as i stepped down from the car, nothing prepared me for what i saw. Omo they had three black dogs and they were walking towards us...I turned and started screaming. I remember i was yelling in Igbo "Lekwa nu Nkita o! A wulam taa o". Meaning "See big dogs, I'm a dead girl today". lol. As I was screaming i was banging on the door of the car for the driver to open the door so i can get back in. I was crying and yes i think i wet my pants. My uncle, his friends that came to visit, my aunt, my cousins, the gateman, driver, house help... Ooo i had a very big audience and i was putting on a good show for them. Everyone except my aunt was on the floor laughing and practically crying. The gate man had stopped the dogs from reaching me but the driver was too busy laughing to open the door for me to get back in. My aunt then came around to me...she was holding me while i was crying and trying to calm me down. I cant ever forget that day. hahaha... I refused to sleep in that house o! Lai lai! They called my mother and all and i still wouldn't leave the side of the car even when the dogs were no where in sight. That night they drove me from Ketu all the way to Satellite Town in Lagos... Kai! I sabi give trouble o!

A lot My friends and coworkers here have dogs.  You will not see me in their house. Its that simple. Even cat i no dey Ive tried to "man up" and see if i can stand them but my heart just starts racing and my whole body starts shaking. I cant do dogs or cats or any 4legged creatures mehn. lol. I had a pet fish. It died. My niece wants me to get her a turtle. In year 2030. hahaha.
My friend Cindy is still mad i didn't make it to her house party for her birthday. Umunnam i just wanted to ask her, Nnem with nkita ahu no na ulo gi? Mba nu. I just told her i was sick though. lol. Gave her a gift card for her troubles...haha That settled it :)

On another note i need a massage. Ah married people are so lucky. Free massages for a life I still gotta pay for mine. Sometimes i have my little niece walk all over my back. Cheap technique but it works. lol. I buy her ice cream for taking care of me. My lil angel.  Gotta go to sleep now. Since i cant jog because i live in the dog zone. haha. Bye guys :)

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Rough Couple of weeks

Its been rough for me this past couple of weeks. A bunch of readers asked me whats going on. Thank you for caring. I'm new to this but now i know as a blogger you cant abandon your blog for days on end. lol. I'm not Linda Ikeji with a million loyal readers you know. I gats to keep my readers interested else they waka away. hahaha

We got robbed. Yup! Robbed! My mama and I. OK there were no guns involved...Thank God for that but my car got broken into. It was parked outside in a different neighborhood from where we live. They made away with a whole bunch of stuff and boy were they a lil sneaky. They left the purse but took everything in the wallet. lol. So we were like "o they didnt take anything...Maybe its the wind that broke our windows". Thats me and my mum having faith in humanity. By the time the cops came, that's when we knew some valuables in the car was gone. We didn't make it to the bank in time. The thieves hit there first and withdrew a whole lot of money from our account. I felt like i was in a dream. My mum broke down and i had to be strong for her and try to fix what was going on. It was a mess mehn... I just couldn't understand why someone would think it was ok to withdraw someone Else's hard earned money. What? Damn! I have no respect or soft spot for thieves. I'm not one and i do not associate with any of them... Bunch of scheming spineless lazy humans. Oh their day of reckoning is coming. #pissed :(

They had the cheque book and the identification cards. That's how they were able to withdraw so much. Oooo don't get me started on the bank staff. Talkmbout they need to really investigate and make sure its a fraud and not a cooked up scheme by us. Haaaaa i wanted to slap the woman talking... Like bitch why would i break 2 windows in my car and call the cops? You really think i have that kind of time? lol. But i don't blame her, i guess people do try to defraud banks and ish by claiming theft. Not me though...I just want them to give us our money back o! They are still working on it.

We have also been running around trying to get new id's and report to the Federal Trade Commission and credit Unions and ish... Phew! Its not been easy. A bunch of times i ve tried to sit down and blog but nothing flows out. I end up closing my laptop and just engaging my  mind in a conversation. hahaha...
Also i got into a lil trouble at work. I forgot to do some paper work and I got reprimanded by my supervisor. Then that same day i got the cost estimate to fix my car... Omo I cried out of
 I drove it like that for three days just to rebel against the thieves but the cold weather had me running on the fourth day to the glass/window fixing people. I cried again while giving them the money. hahaha...I hate parting with my money. Esp when its for "unforeseen circumstances". I'm a planner and when things don't go as planned, i get overwhelmed and irritated. My big siblings gave me a solution to that problem though...He was like always have plan A,B, C,D... Never trust the first alphabet alone. lol. Sure got that right! Anyway things are a lil settled and better now. Hopefully in Jesus Name it stays that way. Fingers crossed.
In Wendy Williams voice... and how you guys doin? Hope y'all are well. Thank you for reading my blog. Love, Leona :)

Saturday, February 1, 2014

My lil brother's day! O happy Birthday :)

Its my lil brother's birthday today! yay! I cant believe he is so grown now... A gentle man and a very smart one at that! Seriously My lil bro is so book smart. When we were younger i used to envy his brain. This lil kid will stay up all night playing video games and next day get 97% in his exams. I will be the serious one "jacking" my books and still end up with a miserable B. Imagine what I'd get if i didn't study? Hahahaha... *cringes

I love my lil bro. Hes the last boy so he was born favored in so many ways mehn... This boy got plenty of gifts from everyone and he was spoilt rotten. When he was a lil boy he was so chubby because anything he wanted to eat...he got. Mr Biggs o, Crunchies o, suya o, every every that fatty bom bom will chop it all. I'd always be behind him begging for some crumbs and woe betide me if i had beat him that day. Na only the smell of the Mr Biggs i go see enter my stomach. lol. Oh my mother spoilt him rotten. And she always called him Obim... His name is Chi ma obim. Thats Igbo and it means God knows my heart... He is my mothers heart.

You see my mother nearly lost him when he was a new born baby. I heard he was sick for a real long time and my mother never left his side. She took care of him everyday in the hospital and prayed feverishly to God to answer her prayers and save her son. The Almighty God sure did and that's how his name came about. Chimaobim-God knows my heart. We all call him Obi or Obim for short. Though he has a ton of nicknames... my personal favorite is M&M. M&M in his case stood for Mischief Maker.

Let me tell you some stories about our mischief maker. Obim was one word when we were younger- mischievous. You know those people that play tricks on you every time? Those friends that when you are with them, you watch your back cos you don't know what prank they have planned? The ones that will play paranormal activities on you and you will know you ain't shooting no movie? Yea? Yup! that's Obim! He is so crazy. This boy will put stones in your shoe, he will pour extra pepper in the food so you will eat with a gallon of water and he will sit and watch as tears pour down your face whilst laughing his lil behind off. Obim will put body lotion in between two sliced bread and give it to you just to have the satisfaction of watching the horrible look on your face as you spit the bread out. Hahahaha... That boy always has a trick up his sleeves. He shared a bed with my immediate older brother and when he'd wet the bed, he will wake up at night, change his clothes and then roll my other brother over to his side. That one will wake up confused and wondering why he was all wet. Rotflmao! #tears

Oh The meanest trick he played on me was when i beat him up for something. I cant remember what for but this boy took peeled Cassava and yams then he  rubbed it all over the inside of my jean skirt.  I was supposed to wear that skirt to a birthday party later in the day. Now you all know unwashed Cassava itches when its in contact with the body... Well i wore my skirt to my friends birthday gathering in her house and i was a crying itchy mess. All over my thighs i had rashes and i was itching my life away in the presence of all my friends. Shame no even gree catch me then because i was too miserable to be ashamed and besides everyone felt sorry for me. My friends mum had to tell me to pull my clothes and they emptied a can of dusting powder on me. Imagine with all the heat, red itchy rashes on my thighs and lower stomach then dusting powder on top all that. That stung me mehn... It was so painful. My friends had to also fan me with hand fan to reduce the sting because their ceiling fan was not cutting it. I remember it all so well... It was a horrible day. lol. The next day my cousin staying with us told me my brother rubbed cassava all over the clothes i was wearing that day. I reported him to my mum but when we looked for him to come and collect his ass whipping, this boy disappeared and only appeared dinner time after the dust had settled. I later learnt he was hiding in the drawer. lol. It was a huge drawer in my mothers room. Little wimp.

Hahahaha... ok I guess i will tell some more Obim stories in later posts. He is a case. Hes more matured now he is a University student and legal... He is still a joker and now i look forward to hearing his latest one. I love him and i know God made him my blood cos He knew i needed a human comic relief. My personal Happy Birthday baby... Here is to many more years and many many blessings and God's guidance and protection on you This day and forever. Amen :)