i hit 23 er 20 on sunday, i feel really old, not so old that i'd be in a home(lol' obviously) but old enough to look at cute little babies and sigh and think...'that should be mine 10 years ago. okay i'm not that crazy eh.
6th july it was, i cant remember sliding into the world or the first pain that made me yelp from the doctors first spank on my backside(his only chance of getting kinky with me. lol sweet old man he was) but i can still feel the love and blessings thats been giving to me by my family from birth till now. it dont matter that i always have fights with my sister T, or H, E and mom tend to be overly protective. its all love behind the little hitches.
no i didnt grow a tooth at one month(couldnt afford to be deprived of the breastfeeding so i chilled like a normal kid) nor did i talk at three months(cos i wanted to hear all the juicy secrets) nor walk at four months. i sure wasnt a wonder baby(well i was but i curbed it cos i needed humility for a bit) but i definately had the brain to choose this wwonderful family as my earthly abode.
they say what is humility but inverted pride? so true so true, so i'm not going to choke on pride buried inside me anymore(yes i was really a wonder baby, screw humility), i'm going to boast my heart out.
i've been a lot of things before twenty three. i'm been fat, i've been model thin and inbetween i've been smashing(define smashing the way you want).
i've been wanna be razz, i've been posh, and i've been good plain ol' jane doe.
i've been flat broke, i've hit my millionaire naira mark over and over again in the real sense:). and by real sense i mean with no family connection, no hand outs from them, but just simple subtle hustling...lol'(yes i have been a silent predactor)
and same time i've learnt that while its tempting to live the life and spend like a superstar, i've got to do investments that'll pay me off in years to come. thus i've gotten myself rooted in some good choices(i hope) of private companies.
i might not be where i had hoped to be by now, but i've achieved more than i expected.
nope, no relationship yet, lots of dates that gets tiring...but its fun
i've been many a things by 23, but i've never stopped being me in the long run.
i've been insecure, i've been independent, i've been sweet, i've been a devil, i've loved, i've hated....most importantly i have lived. i'm gateful to God for those tender mercies i seem to miss and take for granted.
23 is good, sorry i get the numbers mixed up 20 is good i hope to achieve more and grow stronger in every aspect.be a better person too. grow with the positive, get rid of my favorite sentence 'i dont know' because i really do know,its just that i cant be bothered with talking too much. and as much as i hate the process of travel, i intend to travel a bit this year.been holed up in here forever. if i dont get my leave from work, then i'll take it as a sign to sod work and be freeeeee!
had problems organising something for me birthday cos i have such a diverse group of 'friends', and i knew putting them all under one roof would be some sort of .... so i had lunch organised at churrasco with those in my age group. i needed to feel loved, and then i rushed home to prepare for dinner with my sister and my older friends who i feel more comfortable with. then there was a midnight snack, ice cream and fudge cake with myself. the best of all the celebrations.