If anyone cares 2 know, then know it that I feel a lil better than I did yesterday. I’m not completely ‘healed’, but I am feeling better sha.
Now, on 2 my random gists…
- I was on the bus on my way back from skool 2day, and as always, I made the mistake of smiling back to an elderly lady who was staring at me. Let me explain: the woman was staring at me and it was a bit… in fact, a lot uncomfortable, so I made eye contact and smiled back, and what did I get in return? This woman started telling me her life history. She told me about how she would be celebrating her wedding anniversary next month (on father’s day) with her husband. The problem is, she could not remember if it was her 18 or 19th anniversary. And she asked me “which one is it?”. How da hell am I supposed 2 know? And why is it that these yankee people always wanna talk? You know that kinda conversation where you’re not really hearing wat they’re even saying (or even caring 2 hear sef) and you’re responding by saying things like…yea… mm hmm… oh my… really?… you don’t say… oh… wow…..etc. But they still wanna keep on talkin…. haba!
- I wore a blouse/shirt/top that says “Stupidity is not a crime, so you’re free to go”. Yes, I know what you are thinking.. ‘this gal wears too many shirts that have things written on them.’ Abi oh, I know I do. Anyway sha, the shirt kept on drawin unnecessary attention 2 my chest. In fact, I’m sure some people were just staring @ other things under the pretense of reading what was written on my shirt. Well, that one concern them sha.
- I had a case of ‘bad panty!’ today. I had a reoccuring wedgie (is that d right spellin?). I no come understand the thing @ all. I wear only two types of underwears (panties): thongs & g-string bikinis, and today I was wearing a g-string bikini (which is just like a regular underwear wit very thin strings @ the side), so why was I having a wedgie? The bad part is that I was wearing a kinda tight skirt, so it made me self-conscious. Was every1 lookin @ my butt and saying “gee, she shoulda worn a thong”? The worse thing sef is the inability 2 pull the damn wedgie out. How was I supposed 2 pull it out when I was in the public? You neva know when one fine man dey look pesin… only 2 see me diggin my hands in my ass 2 pull out my underwear. How I go take xplain am now? Anyways sha…
- I came back from skool and my head was seriously poundin, so I decided 2 take a walk outside again. I ended up walking up 2 Royal Farms and just sitting in the bus-stop booth. I sat there for over an hour and all I was doing was watching people come and go as I was thinking about my life. B4 I got 2 the booth, I was just walking (on the sidewalk o!) and some oyibo kid would just zoom past me on his bike. I didn’t even hear him comin, and if I had by any chance decided 2 turn around or something, he woulda knocked me down. You see how devil dey use pesin?
Anyways, that’s all I gat 4 now jare. I would make sure I come back later 4 some more gist… u know now!
