So, I leave tomorrow. Yes, tomorrow. I mean, I have stayed an extra sixteen days since passing out from service. My family and friends have been calling and asking of my movement. I have been very busy being productive. More on that later. Well, I leave town tomorrow. But I'm not going home. Not yet.... Continue Reading →
We read too dammit. I'm not going to cry marginalization before I read the Amazon policy (and I'm never going to read it anyway so that point is moot). It hurts too. Especially when it's not even free. We pay just fine. I guess I should just pay the Scribd subscription. I wonder if some... Continue Reading →
Anyone who has read my posts from a month back would know that I've had weird dreams for every night of that period. What you don't know is that the dreams haven't entirely stopped. If I'm being truthful to myself I admit that I'm getting freaked out by that. I'm not sure if going to... Continue Reading →
Ever since the new academic session resumed exactly four weeks today, It's been go. I've been busier than I've ever been. Even more than I was as a freshman in the university. My workload is something else. As part of my national service, I teach government to senior secondary school students in a school in... Continue Reading →
Sadness is a much deeper feeling than happiness in my book. It'll take a whole lot of shit continuously thrown my way to make me sad. But I'm a moody person. A little tiny weeny stuff I probably won't remember later can drive my happiness away as fast as you can say GO!
So yesterday I went to get my sprained ankle looked at for the last time and before my long distance travel back to my place of primary assignment and I just couldn't resist taking this photo. I only wish I could have gotten the old man on duty too.
What is it with me and dreams these days? I rarely dream and when I do i usually don't remember them when i awaken. Yesterday was Derek Morgan. That's understandable. Like Adaeze said, he's deliciously handsome. But today was just plain nobody. I was involved in an ATM fraud case. By involved I mean I... Continue Reading →
I don't remember dreaming of a popular person before but last night I was with Derek Morgan. In my dreams of course. I wonder why.