Today At A Glance

Well not exactly a glance but it starts like this:

I am born into a world full of happiness, betrayal, weddings, celebrations, gossip (and so on) into a fair and fun family in a roofed house. Then when I am around six or seven years old, we move to a new house and this is where this story originated.

I wake up very late in the morning and remember that my cousins and my cousins’ mum are around. Other information like my age, my name, where I am and other personal information come back in less than a millisecond. I spit under the bed sheet and get down from the bed.

Then I go all over the house — except the kitchen and the study — greeting everyone as it is the Nigerian custom. Then I also find out that we have another visitor from church who is discussing with my dad in the living room.

Luckily my younger sis is still sleeping so I am a little bit free from bear hugs and creepy smiles. But then she wakes up and I do not know. So then I find my aunt and one of my cousins in the kitchen cooking something. I then leave the kitchen and go to my parents’ room.

I am shocked find my sis in my parents’ room. Playing a game. On her phone. Which is mentally depressing because that just reminds me that she spoiled my phone and she has a phone and I don’t.

Then I tell myself “Thank God it’s a Saturday!” because Saturdays and Sundays are the only days that we have internet connection for a whole day. So I quickly brush my teeth, have my bath, take breakfast and log on to the computer to do a couple of things on the Internet. I log on to Medium, wikiHow, my Outlook mail and some other of my favorite websites.

So my sister mistakenly pours a bit of my tea on the floor in the hallway, makes the water in the bucket to leak on the floor in the bathroom and kind of messes up the kitchen and she cleans them all by herself. I did not even care how she finally did it.

I flop on the orange flat beanbag in the living room (after the visitor has left) and think of something else to do to make this holiday a little bit more exciting. Then my aunt comes along and tells me that I should make her fashion blog look better because my blog looks awesome. So that takes up to about an hour because it is so hard to find a beautiful theme on Wordpress for a blog that looks so ugly (promise me you will not tell my aunt I said that).

I finally succeeded. YES! I then start reading some of Chris Ogunlowo’s posts on Medium and that is when PHCN decides to interrupt the electricity and the internet goes off because it is wireless and the battery is spoiled so it only works when it is plugged in to electricity.

Then my parents decide to drop off my cousins and the mum at their house. We have our family meeting at six o’ clock and they left at 5:23. So while they were gone, PHCN brought back the electricity. They — my parents — did not come back until 9:45 which was really depressing. We started much later from when they came back and did not end until 11:40. Then I had a normal talk with my parents and honestly, it was normal not a pep talk.

Then I had to come back and type this.

And I feel like sleeping now but I have to get what I am wearing to church on Sunday. Ciao ciao. Au revoir. Adios.

This is me 3 years ago I think. Do not be fooled, I look my finer than this.