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Chronicles of a Soldier
Monday, August 07, 2006

My weekend was Fab...And yours?
I worked Friday night (Marlboro job) and did not get home till 3am, I caked for an hour and finally hit the sak. On Saturday after my environmental sanitation, I followed Dayo and his mum to the Awani's crib
Ate Fried Rice and goat meat, watched wedding videos. Saw a garden snake that almost swallowed Dayo Awani! LOL it was not funny then but it excited me....The little things that excite QB.
I know I look like Iya Risikat with that scarf on but it was bad hair day dammit...leef me jo!







After work Saturday we went bar hopping and saw this barker look-alike, he killed the guitar and his hair cut was hot!




And this guy with dupe and I.....love, love, love, his hair!


We played Asshole(card game) drank beer and inhaled tobacco at my boss' crib afterwards....This is how white folks hang out.
Minus the beer and tobacco part for me though, I don't drink beer and I already smoke so inhaling tobacco is dumb! I cooked noodles and boiled egg...The white folks thought I was crazy!


Dupe and our Marlboro folks..Yes Dupe is a Marlboro girl too!




Dupe and Dmoney being Silly at Stool Pigeons.


Ade and I doing photo shoot after church at my crib.

As usual I had a fun weekend. I cant really hang out anymore though, I get really sleepy and bored. My idea of fun doesn't really add up with others so....Damn...... tell tale signs of old age!!!

I cooked Sunday after church and we all chilled at my crib. I spent the night at the Banjizzy's stayed up late chatting with my #1 OG Remi.




The Odds are against me but pile up enough Odds and you are Even. The inevitability of my ability to consistently overcome overwhelms me. As do the magnificence of God's grace towards me and mine. I marvel at my proximity to my destiny. I am astounded that Can't, Won't and Later disrupt my journey to greatness. A conscious decision is mine to make and christen them Can, Will and Now! My reflection gazes back at me with another challenge at hand, procrastination hinders my reaching my destination. Don't tell me where I should go till you walk in my shoes. Yesterdays mistakes are for tomorrows amends, yet I ponder on them like the hand of time changes? Mediocrity has become a comfort zone and I have turned obstacles into road-blocks rather than stepping-stones, I find myself compromising my integrity as I try to maintain the status quo. How easy it is to condemn me and defame my character, when you really should commend me, and applaud my efforts. Intimidated by my confidence, you misconstrue it as arrogance, I know who I am.... A strong, black-diamond in the rough, a female soldier, a Queen amongst her peers.. now who the hell are you?

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