I refuse to allow this week to be crappy... Na lie...when there is still a God...
Lost my freaking keys while galavanting across town trying to help a young lady find a prom dress. She didn't want her mum to help or take her so my cousin & I were stuck with this task! In one of the stores while owwing (for a minute we forgot the girl, she's too damn picky) over a pair of really really cute shoes, it just came to mind that i didn't have my keys...thus began the search from bout 8 something in the evening....well, still didn't find it even after we called emergency road service (let me help promote Geico, since accident is not my portion, atleast the yeye insurance money i'm paying them monthly paid-off for something) to come open the car maybe it would be inside as per my car locks itself after like 10 mins if u don't lock it. Sha had to wait for Y (thanks a million to him sha) for bringing down the spare keys...i feel bad that he was coming from somewhere about an hour and some minutes away from home, and then he had to drive another 35 minutes (i think he made it in twenty or less) to bring us the keys...anyway sef, his girlfriend was with us so he had too! lol...
then my yeye phone that fell down and all of a sudden is freezing now...jeez! and it's not even that old sef...and they warned me bout that phone ohhh...infact i'm putting them out there, it's a razor!
Ok, amongst other things... but i've refused to be upset and have a bad week sha!
Onto something lighter...
Princesa's dog's passing away just reminded me bout the dogs we used to have back at home a very long time ago. I think my whole family are dog lovers except me and we always had dogs.
one of them's generation went this way: and Cleo begat Beauty and Beauty Begat Yemisi!
Yes, Yemisi was the dog's name! I think we were taking too long in giving the dog a name or something and just called the puppy-"puppy". We were gisting in the kitchen one day when popsie's driver said the puppy looked the house-help at that time-Yemisi (all the other 5-6 were usually given away); ok, they all used to talk bout one another like that...we were not left out of the jokes too... Anyway, from that day on, he started calling puppy Yemisi.
Finally we figured a name for puppy-can't even remember the name now. As we began to call the puppy the name we realized that she didn't answer oh...but whenever the driver called her yemisi and made that whistiling sound...the puppy dey answer sha! Cut a long story short, household members, including the gateman started calling the dog Yemisi...well, we had no choice but to start calling the dog Yemisi! lol...
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Friday, May 23, 2008
Daddy Schic
I love my daddy...
I'll start with the fact that i now know i'm ready for marriage for real! O.k well, atleast for one part sha- caring for someone else other than myself...since daddy schic has been around, i've surprised myself. I've woken up early enough rather than my usual time enough to take a bath, dress and run out. I've been getting up to make breakfast and then rushing back home in the evening to make dinner...While i'm doing it religiously, i'm so tired of it! I've run out of what to make for breakfast that can just be warmed in the microwave and still be ok. I'm also tired of having to rush home to make dinner abeg! You know how sometimes you just want to go home, take a shower and crawl under the sheets with a nice book or just watch tv or something rather than going on to start making eba, amala, poundo yam, fresh efo, or okro...well...only for a time sha...I actually told my younger sister how i was going to encourage the man to come spend time with her even though she shares her place with someone else, but for real ehnn, the man will starve over there. I'm sorry to say my sister can't cook much to save a life...
While we're still on daddy schic, i've decided that i need to have a child ASAP...ok, i've been thinking bout getting preggies beginning of next year, but the way i'm seeing things ehhnnn, it's pushing me to hurry up. Let me explain- daddy schic has 4 official grandkids. i say official because i have one brother like that u can never tell with him sha...we think he may have more than the three he has declared or are in the open...lol...Anyway, of the four, only one is with him in nigeria and they live under the same roof. Well, this trip, every single place we've gone to, i've heard too much of "ahhh! this will be good for "R" infact, of everything we've bought, i think "R" has the most stuff. Last saturday, he said he had gotten enough stuff for "R" o, na so we go one store yesterday, he still bought things for her...to think that R is going to be a big sister too very soon. On the other hand in naija, i heard "R" goes to granpa's door each morning knocking and shouting granpa, granpa, so they have to call granpa for her to talk to. Me i'm jealous abeg! "R" is not even two yet and she has that kinda hold on daddy schic...abeg, "R" back-off his my daddy..ki lo de? I know his your grandaddy, but i knew him first!
Oh yeah, it's sweet and funny that daddy schic does not realize that his girls are grown women oh! I mean, i'm really close to 30 (abeg, i no dey talk my age!) but let's just say that 1-3 yrs away from 30. My younger sister is in her early 20's sha, close to the middle. That's how Daddy schic is on the phone with someone talking bout "yes o, i came to see the children!" Another time i heard him arranging something with one of my older cousins saying yeah, the girls and i will come and spend the day.
Just this morning, i'm feeling like a babe and trying to look cute and all... i had my tank top showing below my other top, there goes the man asking me why i'm dressed like that? and his really trying to adjust it for me...i had to tell him that's what it's supposed to look like!lol...
Daddy schic's birthday will be while his still here...i'm thinking bout throwing him a small get-together or maybe we should all go out to dinner? I don't know jare...I think doing the get-together will be better sha...hmmm...
I'll start with the fact that i now know i'm ready for marriage for real! O.k well, atleast for one part sha- caring for someone else other than myself...since daddy schic has been around, i've surprised myself. I've woken up early enough rather than my usual time enough to take a bath, dress and run out. I've been getting up to make breakfast and then rushing back home in the evening to make dinner...While i'm doing it religiously, i'm so tired of it! I've run out of what to make for breakfast that can just be warmed in the microwave and still be ok. I'm also tired of having to rush home to make dinner abeg! You know how sometimes you just want to go home, take a shower and crawl under the sheets with a nice book or just watch tv or something rather than going on to start making eba, amala, poundo yam, fresh efo, or okro...well...only for a time sha...I actually told my younger sister how i was going to encourage the man to come spend time with her even though she shares her place with someone else, but for real ehnn, the man will starve over there. I'm sorry to say my sister can't cook much to save a life...
While we're still on daddy schic, i've decided that i need to have a child ASAP...ok, i've been thinking bout getting preggies beginning of next year, but the way i'm seeing things ehhnnn, it's pushing me to hurry up. Let me explain- daddy schic has 4 official grandkids. i say official because i have one brother like that u can never tell with him sha...we think he may have more than the three he has declared or are in the open...lol...Anyway, of the four, only one is with him in nigeria and they live under the same roof. Well, this trip, every single place we've gone to, i've heard too much of "ahhh! this will be good for "R" infact, of everything we've bought, i think "R" has the most stuff. Last saturday, he said he had gotten enough stuff for "R" o, na so we go one store yesterday, he still bought things for her...to think that R is going to be a big sister too very soon. On the other hand in naija, i heard "R" goes to granpa's door each morning knocking and shouting granpa, granpa, so they have to call granpa for her to talk to. Me i'm jealous abeg! "R" is not even two yet and she has that kinda hold on daddy schic...abeg, "R" back-off his my daddy..ki lo de? I know his your grandaddy, but i knew him first!
Oh yeah, it's sweet and funny that daddy schic does not realize that his girls are grown women oh! I mean, i'm really close to 30 (abeg, i no dey talk my age!) but let's just say that 1-3 yrs away from 30. My younger sister is in her early 20's sha, close to the middle. That's how Daddy schic is on the phone with someone talking bout "yes o, i came to see the children!" Another time i heard him arranging something with one of my older cousins saying yeah, the girls and i will come and spend the day.
Just this morning, i'm feeling like a babe and trying to look cute and all... i had my tank top showing below my other top, there goes the man asking me why i'm dressed like that? and his really trying to adjust it for me...i had to tell him that's what it's supposed to look like!lol...
Daddy schic's birthday will be while his still here...i'm thinking bout throwing him a small get-together or maybe we should all go out to dinner? I don't know jare...I think doing the get-together will be better sha...hmmm...
Profile
Hello there...yeah, me too i had almost given up on this (good things take time i've heard) but some wonderful man sent me his profile...ladies feel free to contact him through me...and "him," if u're interested in any of the profiles, pls mail me...
Age: 31
Sex: Male
Occupation: Working (Computer Operation and Instruction) and Student LASPOTECH
Religion: Xtian
State: Lagos
Country: Nigeria.
Age Range Partner: 19yrs - 28yrs
Looking for lady : Within Nigeria (Any Part of the Country)
So u interested in this brother? e-mail me @ sassiechic@gmail.com
Ok, i dey come, i feel the urge to do one of those random posts...have no better gist....
Age: 31
Sex: Male
Occupation: Working (Computer Operation and Instruction) and Student LASPOTECH
Religion: Xtian
State: Lagos
Country: Nigeria.
Age Range Partner: 19yrs - 28yrs
Looking for lady : Within Nigeria (Any Part of the Country)
So u interested in this brother? e-mail me @ sassiechic@gmail.com
Ok, i dey come, i feel the urge to do one of those random posts...have no better gist....
Thursday, May 15, 2008
I'M IT!
I've been tagged by princesa & Kpakpando to do the ‘Six quirky things’ So here it goes:
Rules:
1. Link the person who tagged you…
2. Mention the rules in your blog…
3. Tell about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours
4. Tag 6 following bloggers by linking them
5. Leave a comment on each of the tagged blogger’s blogs letting them know they’ve been tagged
oh, i still can't figure out this linking thing with the name rather than the site address...
I talk to myself: I have full back and forth conversation with myself. Not even in my head, loud so anyone nearby can actually hear me. I have these conversations if I find myself walking alone somewhere, in the car by myself, in my room, as long as I’m by myself sha, I’ll start talking back and forth.
I get extra domesticated when I’m worried: If I’ve got something on my mind, I could cook, bake a storm and then clean a whole house including the floors. Once I’m done, I sleep and I would usually feel better or have my worries pushed aside temporarily
I have an extremely wide imagination: I let my imagination run over aboard. Ok, for this one, I’ve heard that it maybe bad. I’m one of those people that say we’re on a roller-coaster, I’ll be thinking what if the thing stopped and we’re up? If I saw someone walking on the road I would be thinking: what is a bike just sped across and smashed this person. It goes both ways though; I’ve become a corporate millionaire in my head before and lived the life. I’ve lived a model life, and I’ve lived a wife of a correct pastor and the first lady of Nigeria-all in my head sha!
I’m never really get into anything: You know how people get into things, like some people really like shoes, some clothes, some wrist watches, etc…well, I’ve never really been one of those…regardless of what it is, I’m not a collector like that. (wait does this count as a quirky thing?)
I can blank out everyone else: I can be in a crowed place and still be by myself. As in no one will exist around. I’ll hold conversations in my head and if I try hard enough I won’t see the people really in my physical surroundings.
I’m just weird like that: I may have some double personality traits. I can be the most quiet and most shy person at one place and at another place i’m really out-going. I can also be really razz when I want to be and still spill out them correct fone when the need be…I prefer old fashion ways to these modern/civilization methods…I’ll rather write a letter than e-mail, I’ll rather fill out a form by paper than computer, I’ll rather talk to a real person than a silly pre-recorded vioce on the phone
Wow! I made it to 6, thought I would not be able to! Even though I’m still not sure if what I did is the rite thing sef. These things are hard and require a lot of thinking…jeezzz…
Ok, I’m too lazy to start tagging people abeg, besides I think everyone has done this already. So I simply tag the first 6 people to read this if they have not already done so. I’ll follow up by going on their blogs to inform them…so please leave me a comment so I know who to go leave a comment for. Oh, if u don’t have a blog, I volunteer my blog for you to leave a comment…lol…just send it to me via e-mail and I’ll put it up…easy abi?
Rules:
1. Link the person who tagged you…
2. Mention the rules in your blog…
3. Tell about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours
4. Tag 6 following bloggers by linking them
5. Leave a comment on each of the tagged blogger’s blogs letting them know they’ve been tagged
oh, i still can't figure out this linking thing with the name rather than the site address...
I talk to myself: I have full back and forth conversation with myself. Not even in my head, loud so anyone nearby can actually hear me. I have these conversations if I find myself walking alone somewhere, in the car by myself, in my room, as long as I’m by myself sha, I’ll start talking back and forth.
I get extra domesticated when I’m worried: If I’ve got something on my mind, I could cook, bake a storm and then clean a whole house including the floors. Once I’m done, I sleep and I would usually feel better or have my worries pushed aside temporarily
I have an extremely wide imagination: I let my imagination run over aboard. Ok, for this one, I’ve heard that it maybe bad. I’m one of those people that say we’re on a roller-coaster, I’ll be thinking what if the thing stopped and we’re up? If I saw someone walking on the road I would be thinking: what is a bike just sped across and smashed this person. It goes both ways though; I’ve become a corporate millionaire in my head before and lived the life. I’ve lived a model life, and I’ve lived a wife of a correct pastor and the first lady of Nigeria-all in my head sha!
I’m never really get into anything: You know how people get into things, like some people really like shoes, some clothes, some wrist watches, etc…well, I’ve never really been one of those…regardless of what it is, I’m not a collector like that. (wait does this count as a quirky thing?)
I can blank out everyone else: I can be in a crowed place and still be by myself. As in no one will exist around. I’ll hold conversations in my head and if I try hard enough I won’t see the people really in my physical surroundings.
I’m just weird like that: I may have some double personality traits. I can be the most quiet and most shy person at one place and at another place i’m really out-going. I can also be really razz when I want to be and still spill out them correct fone when the need be…I prefer old fashion ways to these modern/civilization methods…I’ll rather write a letter than e-mail, I’ll rather fill out a form by paper than computer, I’ll rather talk to a real person than a silly pre-recorded vioce on the phone
Wow! I made it to 6, thought I would not be able to! Even though I’m still not sure if what I did is the rite thing sef. These things are hard and require a lot of thinking…jeezzz…
Ok, I’m too lazy to start tagging people abeg, besides I think everyone has done this already. So I simply tag the first 6 people to read this if they have not already done so. I’ll follow up by going on their blogs to inform them…so please leave me a comment so I know who to go leave a comment for. Oh, if u don’t have a blog, I volunteer my blog for you to leave a comment…lol…just send it to me via e-mail and I’ll put it up…easy abi?
Monday, May 12, 2008
Dear Mother
Dear Mother,
I had so many things to say to you, yet i can't find the words to pen them down. Apparently, those things just want to stay in my head.
Well, too many times i've wished you were here...all through the years and at different experiences or milestones in my life, i've silently wished you were here to share it with me. I honestly can't say what the difference would have been, but i'm sure you're looking down and seeing what a great job dad has done.
I 've wished you were here more in recent years than when i was much younger, i wish you were here now to answer my questions about this direction God is taking me...
19 years ago today, you decided you could not fight cancer anymore and you gave up to join the hosts of heaven.
I wish you had fought some more for our sake but i understand...
After the meeting today, i really really wish you were here to help me make the decision...
I hope that while you're sitting in the bossom of our Lord Jesus Christ, you're looking down and interceding on my behalf and asking God to show me the way...
I had so many things to say to you, yet i can't find the words to pen them down. Apparently, those things just want to stay in my head.
Well, too many times i've wished you were here...all through the years and at different experiences or milestones in my life, i've silently wished you were here to share it with me. I honestly can't say what the difference would have been, but i'm sure you're looking down and seeing what a great job dad has done.
I 've wished you were here more in recent years than when i was much younger, i wish you were here now to answer my questions about this direction God is taking me...
19 years ago today, you decided you could not fight cancer anymore and you gave up to join the hosts of heaven.
I wish you had fought some more for our sake but i understand...
After the meeting today, i really really wish you were here to help me make the decision...
I hope that while you're sitting in the bossom of our Lord Jesus Christ, you're looking down and interceding on my behalf and asking God to show me the way...
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Just writing
I'm so busy both at home and at work, yet i'm so out of my mind bored...i really need a more engaging social life for real...someone's response to that is that i need to get married...next level in life...hmmm...
Picked up daddy s.chic bout 2 days ago from the airport and since then it's been one thing or the other. The man does not even want to settle down sef...his explanation is that he went to go see mami (granma) before he left to tell her he was going away to see his girls and she asked when next we were coming to see her and he replied soon...her reply to that was that hmm"will they meet me at this rate?" Well, as a result, daddy s.chic feels like he needs to do everything he has to do real fast just in case...as if anything happens he has to go back right away...hopefully mami will still give us some time sha...
Oh, i've concluded that my sense of direction is really really poor. So airport is like an hour away from us oh...on the way back, y was i challenging the GPS thing? Once it said one way, i would say no oh, the place looks familiar, only to find out i really did take the wrong direction and i would hear "recalculating" from the Oyinbo voice.
Oh ladies, please look at the comments at the last profile. An anonymous lady put a comment up about how we should be open and allow younger guys in...please check it out...i kinda agree u know, but maybe the age must be like 1yr difference sha.
Dearest Ms. Omosewa also suggests maybe we should put e-mails up, but i think for some of us, that would be revealing our identity. If you want me to put ur e-mail up, please feel free to send me an e-mail indicating that.
I actually have a question i'm embarassed about asking, but it's a blog abi? I'm thinking out loud on computer and no one knows me like that-well, except for a few and the others(others u know urselves oh)...lol...but don't they say if u don't ask, u'll never know? Ok, i know someone is probably saying just ask the damn question! You sef you're u too like talk!
Anywayyyyy, i was just wondering, u know, with oral sex and all, many agree and many disagree...until i understand it, then i'll share what i believe...but my question is...
what pleasure do men get from going down on females? I'm just wondering if men just enjoy pleasuring the female, as in, is it her expression or the sounds she makes or something or they themselves derive a pleasure from it?
ok, don't condemn me yet ohh...i'm God-fearing but i'm still human...my mind is allowed to wonder abi? or it's a sin for wondering like that?
Ok, i'm going to go check with the pastor so i can pray for forgiveness...lol...but u know, one pastor said one time like this that if a man is not married by the time his 30, please let's ask him where his putting his "thing." So i'm guessing conversations like that are only human...
ok, me dey go abeg...done enough rambling... i have a meeting that i may fall asleep in now...
Picked up daddy s.chic bout 2 days ago from the airport and since then it's been one thing or the other. The man does not even want to settle down sef...his explanation is that he went to go see mami (granma) before he left to tell her he was going away to see his girls and she asked when next we were coming to see her and he replied soon...her reply to that was that hmm"will they meet me at this rate?" Well, as a result, daddy s.chic feels like he needs to do everything he has to do real fast just in case...as if anything happens he has to go back right away...hopefully mami will still give us some time sha...
Oh, i've concluded that my sense of direction is really really poor. So airport is like an hour away from us oh...on the way back, y was i challenging the GPS thing? Once it said one way, i would say no oh, the place looks familiar, only to find out i really did take the wrong direction and i would hear "recalculating" from the Oyinbo voice.
Oh ladies, please look at the comments at the last profile. An anonymous lady put a comment up about how we should be open and allow younger guys in...please check it out...i kinda agree u know, but maybe the age must be like 1yr difference sha.
Dearest Ms. Omosewa also suggests maybe we should put e-mails up, but i think for some of us, that would be revealing our identity. If you want me to put ur e-mail up, please feel free to send me an e-mail indicating that.
I actually have a question i'm embarassed about asking, but it's a blog abi? I'm thinking out loud on computer and no one knows me like that-well, except for a few and the others(others u know urselves oh)...lol...but don't they say if u don't ask, u'll never know? Ok, i know someone is probably saying just ask the damn question! You sef you're u too like talk!
Anywayyyyy, i was just wondering, u know, with oral sex and all, many agree and many disagree...until i understand it, then i'll share what i believe...but my question is...
what pleasure do men get from going down on females? I'm just wondering if men just enjoy pleasuring the female, as in, is it her expression or the sounds she makes or something or they themselves derive a pleasure from it?
ok, don't condemn me yet ohh...i'm God-fearing but i'm still human...my mind is allowed to wonder abi? or it's a sin for wondering like that?
Ok, i'm going to go check with the pastor so i can pray for forgiveness...lol...but u know, one pastor said one time like this that if a man is not married by the time his 30, please let's ask him where his putting his "thing." So i'm guessing conversations like that are only human...
ok, me dey go abeg...done enough rambling... i have a meeting that i may fall asleep in now...
Friday, May 2, 2008
Profile
Profile #7
Age: 30
Sex: Female
Occupation: Business Analyst
Religion: Born again Christian
Faith: Pentecostal
Resident Country: US (moving to nigeria in October) unless....:-)
Country of Origin: Nigeria
State: Delta
Age range of partner you seek: 30-38
Please indicate if you are interested only in someone in your country of residence or anywhere: US or Nigeria
Interests: music, love travelling and photography
Would you like to describe yourself? Chocolate coloured, tall, slim, fun, kind-hearted, quiet at first but opens up when i get comfortable
Are you looking for specifics in a partner? Genuinely God fearing, hardworking, kind-hearted, ambitous, tall, willing to commit.
Wanna know more bout this lady? e-mail me at sassiechic@gmail.com
Come, where are the dudes for real??????? Don't be shy abi it's intimidated...
Age: 30
Sex: Female
Occupation: Business Analyst
Religion: Born again Christian
Faith: Pentecostal
Resident Country: US (moving to nigeria in October) unless....:-)
Country of Origin: Nigeria
State: Delta
Age range of partner you seek: 30-38
Please indicate if you are interested only in someone in your country of residence or anywhere: US or Nigeria
Interests: music, love travelling and photography
Would you like to describe yourself? Chocolate coloured, tall, slim, fun, kind-hearted, quiet at first but opens up when i get comfortable
Are you looking for specifics in a partner? Genuinely God fearing, hardworking, kind-hearted, ambitous, tall, willing to commit.
Wanna know more bout this lady? e-mail me at sassiechic@gmail.com
Come, where are the dudes for real??????? Don't be shy abi it's intimidated...
Thursday, May 1, 2008
Pranks
Today for some reason i remember how much pranks i was involved in as a child. Now that i thik about them, was actually involved in some really serious ones that could have hurt people but we didn't thik about the implications as kids.
Ok, please tell me that we just were not wierd in my household. ok, scenerio: if someone is calling me, i'll hide behind the door and when the person comes through i scare them by shouting "gba" "gboa" or something silly like that. Does that ring a bell? U don't even have to be called, just hide and scare anyone coming around sha...
Well, that was the case in my household a very long time ago. We had this young house-help then that used to swear that no one was ever going to get her, u know "i ain't never scare!" kinda attitude...lol... True to her word, no one could ever get her, but she always got us good. Climb up the stairs, and she'll be hiding waiting to say "gbo," Enter into the kitchen and she's a in corner waiting to scare you...turn on the stairs in the bedroom and she'll appear and scare you...infact it got to a point that my cousins and i decided that we had had enough and we were going to get her real good.
So this particular day, she was left to make sure all the doors were securely locked as usual. She had cut off the lights and all and gone upstairs.
Two of my cousins and i came back downstairs, one had powder covering her face and wearing black, the other was completely covered up to the face with a white bedsheet and i had a black and white one covering me up. An aunt who was on this with us, sent her back downstairs to get something for her. Moment she cut the lights back off, we appeared looking like some real scary ghost and making funny noises, My cousin proceeded to call her name 3 times like you would see in some of those yoruba homevideos, asked her to kneel down and she must not scream, while the rest of us went on with our hmmmmmmm noises.
Men, this girl was dying, she was crying like the world was coming to an end, she was shaking, and begging altogether, can't remember what story my cousin formulated for her sha but i remember the end was that she should put her head down so that we can disappear and she must not say a word about our appearance sha...we ran upstairs and waited for her to come up...the girl ran like she had truly seen spirits, but we burst out laughing as soon as she got in...we got her real good! I thought that was funny...but now i think it could have been an expensive joke sha, what if she had a heart attack or something?
Another case, we had friends visiting from the Gambia. I had met the man a couple of times, but this was the first time i was meeting his daughters from two different mothers and about the same age as me. Very funny, the girls and i bonded very well, like we had known each other forever. Anyway, one of them, let's call her A, told me the other one-B, slept like a log of wood through anything. Of-course, i wanted to put it to the test and A was willing to prove it to me. It was actually A's plan. the three of us slept in the same room that nite after talking for many hours. Of-course B was the first to fall asleep. We waited for about 30 mins after she was asleep, then went into the bathroom and started running water. A lighted a newspaper and put it through B's noise/face briefly and we started to shout fire! fire! fire!
Best to believe that B woke up, looked at us and went rite back to sleep. Actually, i doubt if she really woke up sef, she just turned around and looked and slept back...lol...
Oh gosh, i think i have a few more, but i just remembered i had to prepare and send some tests to the scoring center...God help me, they may not come back before parent conferences....
I'm really calling for trouble with this blogging habit. As much as i like blogging, i don't even blog at home. I only like it here at work....
Oh, did i mention i just joined facebook like 2 or 3 weeks ago and i can actually say there is nothing to it. I'm not addicted! I actually like my blogsville instead!!!
Ok, i'm outie!!!!
Ok, please tell me that we just were not wierd in my household. ok, scenerio: if someone is calling me, i'll hide behind the door and when the person comes through i scare them by shouting "gba" "gboa" or something silly like that. Does that ring a bell? U don't even have to be called, just hide and scare anyone coming around sha...
Well, that was the case in my household a very long time ago. We had this young house-help then that used to swear that no one was ever going to get her, u know "i ain't never scare!" kinda attitude...lol... True to her word, no one could ever get her, but she always got us good. Climb up the stairs, and she'll be hiding waiting to say "gbo," Enter into the kitchen and she's a in corner waiting to scare you...turn on the stairs in the bedroom and she'll appear and scare you...infact it got to a point that my cousins and i decided that we had had enough and we were going to get her real good.
So this particular day, she was left to make sure all the doors were securely locked as usual. She had cut off the lights and all and gone upstairs.
Two of my cousins and i came back downstairs, one had powder covering her face and wearing black, the other was completely covered up to the face with a white bedsheet and i had a black and white one covering me up. An aunt who was on this with us, sent her back downstairs to get something for her. Moment she cut the lights back off, we appeared looking like some real scary ghost and making funny noises, My cousin proceeded to call her name 3 times like you would see in some of those yoruba homevideos, asked her to kneel down and she must not scream, while the rest of us went on with our hmmmmmmm noises.
Men, this girl was dying, she was crying like the world was coming to an end, she was shaking, and begging altogether, can't remember what story my cousin formulated for her sha but i remember the end was that she should put her head down so that we can disappear and she must not say a word about our appearance sha...we ran upstairs and waited for her to come up...the girl ran like she had truly seen spirits, but we burst out laughing as soon as she got in...we got her real good! I thought that was funny...but now i think it could have been an expensive joke sha, what if she had a heart attack or something?
Another case, we had friends visiting from the Gambia. I had met the man a couple of times, but this was the first time i was meeting his daughters from two different mothers and about the same age as me. Very funny, the girls and i bonded very well, like we had known each other forever. Anyway, one of them, let's call her A, told me the other one-B, slept like a log of wood through anything. Of-course, i wanted to put it to the test and A was willing to prove it to me. It was actually A's plan. the three of us slept in the same room that nite after talking for many hours. Of-course B was the first to fall asleep. We waited for about 30 mins after she was asleep, then went into the bathroom and started running water. A lighted a newspaper and put it through B's noise/face briefly and we started to shout fire! fire! fire!
Best to believe that B woke up, looked at us and went rite back to sleep. Actually, i doubt if she really woke up sef, she just turned around and looked and slept back...lol...
Oh gosh, i think i have a few more, but i just remembered i had to prepare and send some tests to the scoring center...God help me, they may not come back before parent conferences....
I'm really calling for trouble with this blogging habit. As much as i like blogging, i don't even blog at home. I only like it here at work....
Oh, did i mention i just joined facebook like 2 or 3 weeks ago and i can actually say there is nothing to it. I'm not addicted! I actually like my blogsville instead!!!
Ok, i'm outie!!!!
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