I dreamt about Wizkid. It was one heck of a dream. First of all, I should say that lately, I have been dreaming every single time I sleep. No, not about Wizkid. I only dreamt about Wizkid once. So about the dream: there I was, looking through several goody-type bags filled with notebooks, pencils, pens, and crayons. It was when I saw the crayons that I freaked out. STOP. Hold that thought. Let me give you a little background information.
Seun Akinsanya has started a non-profit organization, and it is a very noble cause. His organization (The Seun Akinsanya’s Project) has one primary mission: to cater to the educational needs of primary and secondary public school students of Nigeria by providing school supplies and tuition payment. Of course, the organization cannot assume the school fees or the school supplies of ALL the students in Nigeria, but one student at a time, and one school at a time, a change is being made. I was talking to Seun Akinsanya on the phone and we were talking about his upcoming July trip to Nigeria to go and deliver some school supplies. He told me about pencils, pens, notebooks, etc. And he told me about needing little goody-type bags to put the gifts into. Now, fast forward back to the dream with Wizkid.
I was looking through several goody-type bags that were filled with pens, pencils, notebooks, and crayons, but when I saw the crayons, I freaked out. I thought to myself, “Oh, no! Seun did not buy crayons for the kids. The kids need crayons for school.” It was while I was freaking out about the crayons that Wizkid came up behind me, put his arms around my waist and said, “Baby, stop worrying.” And when he said that, it did calm me down. And I blushed. Then I picked up one of the goody bags, and on it, the words, “For the Wizkid Generation” were inscribed. And we both laughed. THE END.
So I know what you big-mouthed people are thinking, “Uhm, Vera, aren’t you like wayyyyyy older than Wizkid?” And to that, I say, “Age is nothing but a number! Mind your business!! Wizkid loves me like that!!! And besides, I’m not that much older than him. And no, I do not wish to hear whatever else you have to say about our relationship (or our age difference).” I mean, he called me Baby. That has to mean something (other than my obsession with Tease Me), right? It doesn’t matter how old a girl gets, she still gets tickled when her boo uses terms of endearment for her. A woman is just a girl with more experiences, but a girl nonetheless. I am still a girl. And Wizkid – God bless his heart – he sure knows how to tease a girl.
Poor Seun just got inside my dream. At least, that should mean that I also care for Seun and his project, right? I mean, sure, I got distracted from the crayons when Wizkid wrapped his arms around me, but I’d rather not be judged on that premise. Let’s just remember that I was freaking out about the kids not having crayons.