Barka de Sallah

Presently seated in the car waiting for my sister to come out of the best bank in Naija presently (GTB). So instead of letting time fly pass me thought I should drop a post for my ever loving readers. I keep getting insulted that if I had put so much time I put in blogging in reading, I would have been a 1st class honours student ‎​=))º°˚˚˚°ºнaĦaнaº°˚˚˚°º‎​=)) . I know so much time is being invested but it is to the good of it, the after effects you will see. My autobiography will be so easy to compile with excerpts from my blog just watch out.

Anyway back to the main post of the day. Sallah was fun btw, not the first day of sallah though. I had a severe sore throat, couldn't eat anything nor even drink water. I was bed ridden all day...it wasn't a funny experience, I just kept tweeting, watching movies and sleeping, the most painful part was that I couldn't voice out a word, finally had ma first meal of the day at 20:00hours. My voice is coming up now though.

The second day of sallah, you can trust me nau I no fit carry last highest na draw. I was up early, showered and ready to waka in search of ram meat even though it was once a sacrilege for me. My man kola was in ma house early and by midday we started the hunt...first stop was at chevron to drop Ose, then off to Bakky plaza to pick up 90210 and GG from a friend. Next we were in Nicon estate(my dream estate) wish I could remain there for ever, everywhere so quiet and calm, the houses were not fenced, life there must be good I can swear if I used to. It was fun there, ate some str8 from the oven cookies and chocolate cake,chewed resins as in so ewwwwww reminded me of ma sister's baking.....☹ I cant remember the last tym I ate her baking, see what distance can cause.

Next stop was at the Suleiman-Garba's apartment for a great feast. The food toh bad, couldn't spend a lot of time cause I got a text that there is a party happening at shoprite. Some 120km/hr str8 to Chevron to drop the car and then back to the house to freshen up. Chilling in the house mehn no easy, time to leave finally arrived and my friend came to pick me up, str8 to shoprite and we all had to see the movie "TAKERS" the film is mad I will not exaggerate go and see it for yourself. In fact after seeing the movie my crave for a pump-action shotgun has increased, I have to get one someday.

The night couldn't just end that way with seeing only a movie, straight to KFC for food and then straight to Zamunda to chill. The night was crazy some salsa dancing...u go fear moves I was jealous, I was missing ma sweetheart, me wey no fit dance normal dance na salsa I wan learn yu wan make I break my toothpick legz abi. By the way when we got to zamunda, surprise was screamed for the celebrant by all her friends and folks as she walked in. I didn't want to drink or have anything to do with alcohol ( I am on a personal ban for the main time) so I left with my friend straight for Lekki to watch the much awaited Gossip gurl and 90210 series that I had been stabbed of. I committed a severe blunder ☹ , left my sister sleeping in the parlour with her contacts on, now she had to leave the office because of teary eyes...that's how we got to where I am right now GTBank.

Barka de sallah fellas!!! ‎​Ơ̴̴̴̴̴̴͡.̮Ơ̴̴͡
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