Because it's "MY" Blog - My last 18 hours

Nike & I

Today has been a combination of weirdness and funniness in a creepy way! 'That makes no sense' but errm it does in my head.

I think its kinda creepy when I'm in the city and unconsciously burst out laughing by myself... I mean I see people give me the "she must be high on crack" look...trust me, I know the look if you don't!

Anyways, I'll share my experience in the past 12 hrs coz I can...
PS: I'm at the subway on 34th st, heading to 48 & park to get the key to the apt frm my brother..

Anyhoos, nike & I went to jersey city lastnight..she has curfew especially when its not weekends. I decided to spend the night at her place!

Her man drops us off, we, hungry as usual and this was around to 12... Good thing everyone was asleep. I go into the kitchen, and her mom jst made this badass amala and ewedu stew! Hehehee, good food I know!

The only problem I have w/ food is eating alone.. I don't like it :( sad thing is most of my friends are trying to lose weight and I kinda feel like its impossible for them to when they're with me coz I eat like a rat.. Sad I know.. I eat everytime and anything... Well not anything per-say.. and I enjoy offering people food.. So imagine someone trying to lose weight hanging out with me :D

So I begged nike to eat amala at almost 12am with me and she cursed me out...telling me I'm evil and heartless...that how could I allow her eat amala at 12am when shez trying to lose weight.. I laughed in my head coz... yeh!  She ended up eating rice.. Erm what's the difference? I even thought she was gna eat bananas or something! tcheew.. She cracks me up, but I love her.

After eating, I called my kinda brother from another mother.. We spoke for almost an hour... Anyways, I'm still in search for his light skinned yoruba girl. In his words, " A girl that can ginger my swagger"

I had an interview d next morning by 10 which was today, I was too lazy to research the company, straighten my hair and pick out what to wear because almighty Amala knocked me out. So I told myself I'll be up by 7am since it takes an hour to get to the office I was gna be interviewed.

I woke up 7:15 thanks to the snooze button, researched about the company till 8, picked out what to wear, ironed, straightened my hair.. This was about 8:30. Jumped into d shower, was out in 20mins, dressed up, then I realized the amala was reacting to my stomach :( I started farting :'(

You know those farts you can't control.. Ɣε̲s o! Since I was running late, I grabbed my stuffs and ran out.

I got on the train, squeezed my small bum together to control the gas that wanted to embarrass me while reading about the company & listening to music on my smart phone.

I took the A train & transferred to the F train. The F train was kinda crowded..

Sometimes, i feel like there is something in me that makes me think of & do the weirdest things ever.. So dis white dude was in front of me and I started admiring his lips..I said to my self "see his pink lips, ehn ehn, only if he could shed some weight...I mean he doesn't look bad, his lips are so small" then I caught this black dude staring at me and I said to myself "he must be a construction worker, ah ah see his muscles, chai, na wa o! He looks ok sha" next thing, this lady & her son gets on the train at canal street only for me to hear 'iwo, joko si bi bai' I looked at them and smiled. I was looking too cooperate, I even put my hand inside my pocket feeling like someone that works on wall street. I wish o... I got off at 34th, walked to the office, was interviewed by two different people. 


The first lady was so sweet, I mean we talked about how people now use acronyms like OMG & d rest.. It was fun...then d 2nd lady said she liked me, loved my portfolio, took me around the office and told me to make sure I sent a thank you note and told me they were interviewing five people and picking three..I mean, I already feel like I got the job.. But that was the same feeling I had after my last 2 interviews... So I guess I'll keep my fingers crossed.

Left the office, went to my brothers office, got the key to the apt because I left mine at nike's and I'm heading to college point... That's home for me.. I'm on the 7 train writing this post...

I mean you don't have to think this post is hilarious like I do... It might be boring to you.. I guess this was what was in my head...afterall, that's the name of my blog :p