BIKE RIDE WITH A PERVERT!

Its exam season in school and as a final year student,mama gats read na.Out of my 'trying to be serious' mode,i went for the much talked about night class(its just mini tutorials with my classmates),we finished around 9pm.Atlast! It was time to go home,i bought bread and akara(it ended up tasteless and I went to bed hungry) and we all went our separate ways.I had to find a bike to take me home,luckily I got one but I had to share with someone else(the yeye trend here),this time I was sharing with a guy(its not even up to 5mins drive so it wasn't much of a big deal to me).We got on the bike,i was in front and he was behind me,the road leading to my hostel gets very dark and quite at night and thanks to the contribution of PHCN also.The guy was with a lamp on one hand and his textbooks on the other hand,the one with the textbook was resting close to my boobs,at first I thought it was the gallops on the road that was shifting his hand to my boobs,'a shey bobo yi fe ma temi lo'yan ni sha' (this dude wanted to press my breast),i pushed his hands away,it didn't end there oh.The guy then pretended not to be comfortable on the bike,he then told me to raise my butt up a bit so he could balance well,immediately this dude started dry humping me,shifting his mouth to my neck as we entered each gallop,sniffing my hair out,iya ma je mi o(i suffered),it was a dark road and the bike man was even riding slowly like it was pre-planned,i couldn't scream or tear him slap in fear of what was going to happen to me,from the corner of my eyes I could see this guy raising his hands up,lost in deep ecstasy,the dry humping got intense and vigorous,the PERV even had the guts to tell me to raise my hands when I asked him why in a disgusted tone,he said 'my hand is not balancing well because of my textbook' I just hissed.I could hear him moaning behind my ear it was then I screamed on the bike man to drive fast jor.Lo and behold,this guy errm,bust a nut(you know na,lemme keep the messy details)! We finally got to my destination I got down,looked at him from head to toe and hissed,paid the bike man and as I was just leaving the perv said 'Sister Am sorry'.I felt pity for him and different questions crossed my mind,could it be the people from his village behind his case,could it be a psychological problem,could it be my well moulded butt or he was just merely sex starved? Someone like this is capable of carrying out rape if given the opportunity,because all this happened under five freaking minutes! Not everyone walking around is sane,we need to be self conscious and teach our female children self defence and how to say NO(not just sit on the bike like ugwu in fear like I did).

'HAD I KNOWN'

   She was a young beautiful woman,dreamy eyes that could pierce into even the strongest heart,hair dark and nourished,body nicely built by God himself,one could say he took his time to create her.She had a great Job and a great family,what more could she ask for? A young woman in search of happiness and fulfilment in life,she was considered perfect by her peers,she seemed carefree n worry free but deep down,she had her worries too.She too considered herself lucky because she succeeded in everything but one thing! LOVE! This four letter word was missing in her life.Often times she tried to console herself saying 'afterall,love isn't important I have my family'      He was a successful young man,every woman's fairy tale.He was 'Prince Charming'.Tall,caramel,beards nicely laid just like a rug in a king's palace,eyes so beautiful,innocent looks,lips so small and colourful any woman would want to chew them off,and Lord! His smile was so divine.He had everything going on fine for him,Love or Lust(as the case may be) wasn't a problem for him.He could have any woman he wanted.He just wanted to have fun,who would blame him,he had all it takes.                Fate brought them together,the one searching for Love and the one that wanted to have Fun.At first,he pretended to be emotionally attracted to her,they clicked instantly n she thought 'this is it', the happiness he gave to her was immeasurable,everyone around her noticed the new glow in her.If only she knew she was playing with fire.Prince charming had his own intention's all he wanted was to 'chop and clean mouth' For someone that wasn't used to been tied down,he tried his best to ruin what they had,coming up with different tactics and strategies.She saw what he didn't see in himself,she knew this human was capable of loving her just the way she wanted,this gave her hope and motivated her.She was patient with him,she showed him unconditional love,she overlooked all his series of atrocities and non-challant attitude.She was determined ito make this work,but he was ready to tear them apart just so he can get his freedom back.He wondered how a woman could have this much patience even after all she has been through,deep down he had a feeling he didn't want to accept,he was in Love!              

EVIL SPIRIT IN THE HOSTEL!

It was a typical night in the hostel,generator blaring,students fighting for space just to charge their phones,and everyone gisting and laughing at whatever.As usual oh I was in my friends room pinging my 'paseros' and lowkey chopping life.Everyone was comfortable already and all of a sudden we heard BLOOD OF JESUS!! Fear gripped my intestines and sent cold shivers down my spine! I rushed out of the room with my friend to inspect what was happening oh,then this particular babe(a celestial church of christ member) was the one pacing about screaming Blood of the Lamb,she was already surrounded by other members of the hostel that was interested in knowing what was going on.She explained that she just felt the presence of 'EVIL SPIRIT IN THE HOSTEL',i thought to myself 'ok na today na today',other girls too started saying 'ehn,my head is rising I can feel it'.The blood of Jesus girl went in to take her garment n started screaming 'call my mummy'.At this point everyone was already in total fear,praying and 'kabashing'.She called out series of numbers and non of it was complete,that was when we all knew there was trouble,this babe was in serious spirit,pacing up and down.People started calling home asking them to pray for us oh.As for me o,am not allergic to long life I took my phone and charger and left the hostel that night with my friend and all I could think of was 'evil spirit ke'. We finally gathered the courage to head back to the hostel the next day.Since I didn't witness the concluding part of the whole drama,i decided to ask around how it ended(i don't like ofofo,i just don't like been in the dark na).I asked 1 girl 'how far na' and she said and I quote 'mschewww,ma da wo'n loun jare,wo'n fi igbo sinu spaghetti fu'n girl yen la'na ni na'(*hiss* don't mind them,they kept 'IGBO'=Cannabis in that girl's spaghetti yesterday) and I was like WHAT!!!! All that false alarm because of cannabis??? The babe ate spaghetti seasoned with 'IGBO' in some guys room and she started seeing evil spirit!! Moral Lesson: IGBO(cannabis) is not for everybody,watch what you put into your mouth and who you get yourself involved with not everyone has good intentions and lastly SAY NO TO DRUGS!

SAY NO TO 'BABY IT WAS THE DEVIL'

Domestic violence is an issue that fails to go into extinction! Boda boyfriend comes up with lots of excuses for his actions(baby jor it was d henney at work not me,am sorry baby its the devil)hian it was all you and your temper! This particular topic reminds me of this fine babe in my hostel.She lives with her boyfriend(its more like her boyfriend camps with her because she owns the room).On a normal Saturday morning,you'll see this sister and her boyfriend doing laundry together,fetching water together and they'll make u ask yourself where u were when they were sharing such an adorable boyfriend! Now Fast Forward to some few hours later,its table scattering,hot slaps flying around the air,juicy ibo curses and no one dares seperate them.Even after all this chaos,they still come back together and I always wondered why,not until I had my own personal experience! Mr S(now my ex before the boy beats the living daylight out of me) likes drinking but can't handle it.I'll explain myself chill,give Mr S two bottles of Harp at your party and once he's done with d 2nd bottle just end your party straight oh,cos its going to be unnecessary fights and argument garnished with violence,I usually end up been the victim,chopping slap in private and public places.If we(myself and his friends) eventually manage to bundle him in a car home,i'll hear myself vowing not to go back to him! Na lie! Mr S has his strategies too,thats when he'll give me his ATM card(with tears)to withdraw whatever amount I want and treat myself out! As a 'longthroat' i'll accept his apologies(who no like better thing),this went on for two years and his excuse was always ALCOHOL and yet,he refused to stop drinking! Reality dawned on me when MR S gave me sweet lashes of his belt like say I steal(and he wasn't even high on alcohol that day).All am trying to say is this,domestic violence should stop,no woman deserves to be beaten up for any reason.Women dust your 'bata' too and don't be tempted to stay with a man that hits you.You deserve better than been someone's punching bag,i know you might be thinking 'if i leave him where will I start from',have you also thought about the fact that if he kill's you he's going to keep living his life(and you'll probably be in one corner crying in your white cloak while watching your man knack another woman's apako).Our strong men,i hail una oh! Please change and give the woman you claim to love rest of mind.

WHERE IT ALL STARTED!

Today,14th April 2015,at exactly 11:40am..i decided to do something meaningful with my life and well this was what i came up with A freaking Blog!!!! Lol so cliche abi,atleast for someone that wanted to be a disc Jockey at one point and a make up artist at another time,and well a radio/tv presenter sometime in future I finally made a move! Gemini's suck at making decisions don't blame us.Anyway,this Blog isn't about anything in particular,am gonna talk about everything and anything,trust me my life is way juicier than u can imagine.I think this traffic am in helped me in starting this up,incase you are wondering where am heading to,am on my way to my 'End Of the World' uni,EKSU(Ekiti STRIKE University),like every student,I can't wait to be a graduate!! Yass baby! I finally scaled through ikorodu traffic and am at Ojota park(this place stinks shuu).Nigerians and their hustle spirit is second to none! Men and women selling all sorta things and practically poking them at my face,m trying to stay cool like a good geh with good home training! In the midst of all this wahala,i can sight 1 conductor giving me eyes and am thinking to myself 'baba God,is this what your daughter deserves'? Finally a bus heading to Ado-Ekiti,as a sharp geh I found my way to the front seat,not cos it's comfortable,but this babe needs to charge her phone na(i no get motor but I get car charger! Na faith),about to begin this butt aching 5hrs journey! Am so excited as we begin this journey(not the one to ado-ekiti ofcourse) but this 'talk-talk' journey. PEACE.