If...

Dear C,
Your probably smiling down on us all and thinking, I should have left them wedding pictures or traffic tomorrow will be unbearable in all majot towns(in true 9ja fashion), and Boko Haram's a joke that isn't so funny anymore, Abuja first, now oshodi in Lagos( are these bbm broadcasters serious?).
Don't worry you never have to deal with any of the above anymore. The government's gonna get better omellete style(4 to 5 mins depends on the trust worthiness o' ur gas supply or the abscence of the dash to iya siki for extra onions),the roads won't fix themselves(longest battle in Nigerian development, I do not care what the stats, facts or media have often said about this in the past) and careless drivers will not stop getting licenses(so please Lastma, V.I.O, F.R.S.C and the works, we love your effort but at least do proper testing of the offenders to avoid those ambigous 'offences'in your Codes of Conducts, abeg all those 'settling and dropping', iz nt han hizzy sthng) but am that stranger that's crying- not cause you broke my heart, never sent a text or were pissed at me but simply because your life
is no longer here- to Be.
If I keep air tight containers locked and I sweep my corner at home more,
Will it bring you back for your guys and tweeps,
Or put your family's hurt to an end?...
If I pray a little more and ask Jesus to take away my filthy core,
Would it change that in December,
you'll miss all the christmas decor?....
If I followed on your twitter, now it's post-mortem,
Would it still count-
cause I know you'll never read my DM.
Your sister was the loveliest bride you probably ever saw,
and now you won't pick your call to talk post-wedding drama et al,
but most especially her babys first crawl..
The world's a big place we say,
But 6billions just a large digit
And 1 is always a hit
-for the top or for loss
It's just really sad your at 1
Cause it's the world's loss
They never knew you,
I never knew you
But now you inspire me
To want to be,
a better person too, so when
am at 1, the world will know its only lost another number
But that's a big blow.
NB: I'd hve loved to continue but today I'm ill and the death of chuks okeke, a young Nigerian really hit me, I never knew him but it's one o' those overwhelming wake-up calls and reminder that I shouldn't stop blogging and more importantly, I shouldn't stop listening..
L8r...

un momento

I lost my first page 5mins ago and thanks to undeverlopment on almost evrything off the coast o' my secret hideout, I keep waiting forever for the request page to pop up. Ok am a bit o' a pain in the royal behind but don't worry , this blog will be fun. It's not about anything glitzy but you never know with ma often lucky wakas(trips in english), I might make out with a local celeb or star in a low-budget french movie. Yes, french! The language is sexy, the men aren't as overrated as latinos and it might not hurt to try escargot. In here, there are no secrets(fingers crossed). I want to basically go on a journey that I can always look baack on and think not bad. Though this isn't fiction there are some characters who will remmain unkwn. To clarrify things, I'm african..thick hair,overly curvy, stew eating-Nigerian. The name is khilali, of course it's not my real name, am her alter-ego..she's the brain and am the magic.I'd love to say we're much different in person but it's all in that body o' hers. Itz 4: 16am and I have an 11am class, so I'm gonna run off now but tomorrow we forget the crowd and we take off the make-up and take on this tasks.
I hope we have a ball..and I love you guys already. You really don't have to comment yet, unless your introducing you too..catch you in a few hours.