Birthday blues...

Happy Birthday to me, Yes ME SCARLETBOY!!! Am gradually edging towards my mid 20’s now (damn, I feel old) asin… I can still remember those days… (a dreamy look in my eyes) anyway, that’s another story for another day, so, birthdays for me have always been fun but this year ehn… let’s just say that I DON’T advise anyone to spend their birthday alone cos e no just make sense at all, trust me I nearly went loco on Sunday, it was just me, a bottle of Teroldego Rotaliano (obviously taken from Papa C’s stash) and my thots and trust me that’s the worst combination on a day that’s supposed to be fun, the only person I expected stood me up asin who does that on ur birthday!? Well we deh see like that sha, the only good thing was that my friends that couldn’t be at my place decided to bombard my facebook page phone and mail with birthday wishes, gosh I felt sooooooo special especially when I read what people had to say about me in my mails and text messages… I was near tears (sniff).
I’ve finally decided to resume (school that is), guess im tired of staying at home (im surprised im actually admitting this!!)or cos im getting broke or could it be that… sha ive decided to go back to unibend and face my final semester. And on a final note, I want to thank God for allowing me add another year to my life, for my family and wonderful friends and lastly you guys reading this blog!
Ciao.

HOME ALONE...

So… Papa C decided it was time to renovate his house in b-side and as usual asked me to come along for the ride, and trust ur boy now… once bitten twice shame (the lagos experience), I quickly formed one excuse that I needed to round up some things in lag before resuming school (that’s if asuu extend their 2 weeks) and funny enough, my dad who is quick to see through such lies bought the idea. The truth is that I enjoy being alone at home, I get to do a lot of things I wouldn’t do normally when someone is in the house with me. Now before I start getting the sly looks and all please remove your mind from the gutter, when I’m alone at home I’m ALONE!! I get up when I want to, watch whatever I want to, I’m free, I can cook by 12am, sleep by 6am and get up by 5pm. I totally screw my system when I’m alone and not to mention the experiments I conduct, this time it was how to make pepper soup, yes pepper soup. Now among my many talents, trust me cooking is not one of em, and so to save myself the embarrassment of people throwing up and stuff when they eat my food, I first test anything new on myself and if it passes the test then trust me, it’s good for eating. So see me strolling to the market with a friend in tow got the other ingredients (meat, fish, turkey… u go fear concoction now…) and then went looking for the most important, the spices. So after spending 30 minutes looking for the shop I finally located the lady selling the spices. Ok, cooking time, I just poured the spices and waited for it to boil… you go fear severe purging 3 hours later now…

So my birthday comes up on Sunday (blushing) yeah I know, I’m getting older by the minute and I’ve started receiving calls from people who I haven’t heard from in eons asking me how the day will be, one asked me if I was going to throw a party and was even helpful in suggesting venues, I just tire!! Anyway let me get back to my British comedy (which I’m strangely addicted to thanks to BBC entertainment!) and laze around some more…

P.S

Any tips on how to dump someone without hurting her feelings too much? I really could use the advice right now.