d hole in d fence

D fence was old, older than d mansion, which stood pretty wit its red bricks, and tall windows, it spoke of elegance and old money, of then painstaking hours d lady of the house took to decorate her home, d garden lush with its roses and sweet mangoes,the yellow bush wit overgrown weed..the tall windows let light in but neva let any1 in,it was a lovely guarded prison, home to many kids and many stories.
Sadly dis pretty house had an old fence, it was grey, with cracks and a little hole.the sight frm dat little hole was d window to d wall, peeping thru d hole, 1 cud see d world, d cars passing by, d street kids and scary big city, it was all intriguing, we r nt allowed to go out d little voice said in my head, but I nid to c..D grass aint greener on d other side but I nid to know y? I want to see y its beautiful on d inside but nt out...wil I loose my colour out thr, or wil I return, sadly its tea time and I must run back b4 m caught...wen I serve my time in d pretty mansion, I'll go to d oda side whr thrs no colour...and I'll paint it in every shade of grey I kno; for I am tired of d pretty colours, of the red,white and purple roses, m tired of d pretty smells and d stench of secrets and societal expectations, of d hatred and spite in my warm and loving red brick mansion

and it begins

i start chamber attachment 2maro, and m scared shitless, i dnt hav anybody here to share my 1st day at skl wit, no mum,amina or mansa but il b fyn hopefulli...i dnt kno wat m expected to do or hw m expected to behave but m sure i'll figure it out ISA

and d countdown begins

stil havnt started my diet and exercise, all i cn think bout and cry about is thursday is d last day i'l c my mansa in d flesh fo the next 6 months...i cnt even seem to write anyth, isnt it possible dat he stays and we go bk to dat lovely day in oct wen he 1st came home...

jan 1st and no kiss

so its officially d 1st day of  d yr of my maturity...i tried to wake up early, got up b4 11 so dats good, altho i didnt start praying today as planned....
i was hoping to get a 1st of jan kiss from mansa but unfortunately he cudnt cm here and i cud nt afford to go to town, sorted out d little clothes i own
as per my nu intention to write everyday even if i hav nth to say
i kinda miss my house in jos and our lil party every 31st dec to bring in d new yr...miss my dad spoke to him tho
mum and habsat blame me fo saying the material they bought fo aisha's wedding is too expensive like it makes a diff if i said it or not...anywaiz it hurts dat no1 wil see me fo who i am, they hav their cooke dup notion bout me,and all dat wil change dis yr, i'l become the mirror...givin u exactly wat u giv me and nt caring abou anyth or me
i'll b hurt-free this year....amen
anywaiz its almost midnyt and m hungry as fuck since i got no lunch or dinner, m goin to try and make my gross midnyt cap of noodles soaked in milk....yummm
i love my boyfriend so much but m afraid we may b stuck in a rut kinda life a routine, m afraid he sees or feels no spark...and quite frankly i dont kno wat to do, we hav 5 days together hope it works out....i'l miss him wen he leaves
chamber attachment starts in 9 days and m stil clueless about the law was supposed to start education proper today, mayb i wil tho.... i hav no law compliant clothes to wear to chambers and court and its sad...anywaiz m generally in a gud place i thnk...
boring day i must say wit sugar rush only to ease my mind...
beginning of nu things to come

sugar rush, cold ovaltine and d 31st december

its d last day of 2010... its less than an hr to crossover and i hav a demons headache, and hunger in my belly, its a day wen many r out partying hopin to bring the new yr in, in grand style, sadly while i was in town getting my last kiss of the year from my bf mansa, heard there was a bomb blast in abacha barracks in abuja, and it claimed 11 lives and left many injured, and anoda rumoured to hav gone off in dunamis church in jikowyi....(outskirts of abuja) it sad dat ppke who were celebrating and makin plans fo their ne yr had to die, may dey RIP....
anywaiz dis has put a strain on activities today and every1 is scared shitless and on sm proper lockdown in their various homes...
it gets me thinkin i hav taken lyf for granted and all dat wil change if God spares my lyf to c d new yr...
next yr i wnt dull at all...i'l achieve evryth i set out too...wit prayers...
HAPPY NEW YEAR TO EVERYONE
2011 MUST B D SHIT

last day of 2010

Its officially d last day of 2010 and m tryin to woo sleep, I thank God fo bein alive, I didn't reali like dis year, it came wit a lot of disappointments but 2011 is goin to b great, I kno it already...ameen

boredom and redundancy or counting down to death

So I hav become 1 wit boredom, so I agree if my thots r seen as mental...I realise I wake up each day wit nth to do, wit hopes of studyin and at d end of d day I vow to achieve wat I set out to do today, 2maro...m I simply existing or m I jst bored, w8n fo my death day