The First Heartbreak


I saw him again through the window. He was walking past my house with his head slightly bowed as usual and looking so cute in his jersey. *sigh* I wish I could just have gone to him and hugged his pain away but there was nothing I could do. I watched him every day waiting for the perfect moment but before I get ahead of myself, let’s go back to the beginning.

Heart Breaker

His name – Ife, meaning love. He was ‘my Ife’. I met him at the supermarket. I had an accident and he was nice to me. Nobody was ever nice to me. You see I’m that kid in class that everyone loves to hate – the teacher’s pet. Maybe if I was a little – scratch that – a lot skinnier, I would have had the guys’ attention but I had to weigh 70kg at 14 years old. Back at home, my sister who I looked up to was the perfect child – Straight A’s (I guess it runs in the family), the perfect boyfriend and the perfect figure so she couldn’t be caught dead with me. My father kept on telling me how fat I was and that I won’t fetch him any money in bride price. My mum hated me. I was everything she wasn’t – in a bad way. She was prom queen, most popular and one of the hottest girls of her time – still is – and so she hid me from everyone and displayed my sister as a work of art. That was how I grew up.

Now back to Ife. The next time I heard anything about him was two months later. My dad came in from a burial and the program had my Ife on it. His dad died a short while after we met. My heart broke for him but there was nothing I could do. As a result of the excess time I usually had to myself I had taken to reading a lot of novels. A typical day had me reading about 3pm but that day because of the pain my Ife must have been feeling, my heart wouldn’t let me concentrate so I took to staring out of the window. That was first day of my stalking.  Ife went for a stroll everyday at about 3.30pm and I was waiting faithfully everyday by the window to watch him.

This Saturday – after 3 long months – I gathered the courage and went out to watch him play football with the guys in the neighborhood.  He walked up  to me and I was overjoyed! We talked about school and then he asked me what post I wanted as a prefect in my school and I said head girl proudly. He laughed and said ‘You sure you don’t want sports prefect?’. I turned and ran away refusing to let him see my tears. I was always the big fat kid to him. My first love, the first heartbreak!

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That was just a random short story. I’m writing a post titled ‘Technical Virgin’ next so what are your thoughts on purity vs virginity? Are they the same? Are they different? And how? Please leave your comments. Thanks. Bye guys 🙂

That’s so INEFFABLE!!!


IN SPITE OF NINE LIVES, CURIOSITY KILLED THE CAT.

Curious Cat

Yup! So is curiosity a good thing or a bad thing? Should we stop before we get to the ninth life? How do we know how many lives we have left? Sometimes random thoughts like that run through my mind. This won’t be a long post. I just came across a word – INEFFABLE and finally decided to check the meaning so y’all hafta suffer my excitement with me.

You know when something is too unbelievable to be true and most of you just wanna shout that’s so f***ing awesome? Well, I’m not big on swearing so I found a proper English word to replace it! It sorta feels the same to me though … Scream that was INEFFABLE!!! Lol 🙂

Ineffable /In”Ef@b(@)l/

adj.

1 too great or extreme to be expressed in words: the ineffable natural beauty of the Everglades.

2 too sacred to be uttered.          

– DERIVATIVES ineffability n. ineffably adv.

What I simply am driving at is that everything is a choice. (Wow! Where did that come from? I’m pretty sure I wasn’t thinking that when I started writing this X_X but let’s see where we’re going with this 😉 ). Okay my original train of thought was that we really don’t need to swear to express how we feel. I can assure you that they are many words in the world that can describe how you feel and if you don’t know any, make one up or just scream INEFFABLE!

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Something may be INEFFABLY awesome (I think that’s allowed. I just learnt the word so gimme a lil break!) instead of f***ingtastic or someone may be an INEFFABLE nerd instead of a damn nerd (doesn’t sound so good out loud X_X). I’m sure a lot of people would disagree with me on this but then again I want your opinion. I’m just so INEFFABLY in love with the word 🙂 Lol!

Haven’t written in a while so I decided to throw this up there. Oh and with making choices it just means, you have a choice what words you use in your vocabulary. There’s always the internet to find new words and synonyms and the like. 😀

Have an ineffable rest of the week 😀

Disclaimer: If you’re so angry, you wanna scream, feel free to scream into a pillow. Ineffable may not help you there.

Love TAD


I wanna use this post to appreciate three very important people in my life who I don’t tell very much that I love them – my brothers and sister.

My sister has raved and ranted over the fact that I did a Super Dad post and a My Mama – My Love  post for my parents on their birthdays and ignored hers and my brother ‘s  which happened to fall in between. Well, she didn’t so much rave and rant as point it out but still … -_- Oh well!
Anyway, I love Toromo to pieces (nobody should send her this link or else!!!). She was  my first best friend – and I don’t do best friends – until she read my diary and told my mum about the boy I was crushing on. (Yeah I know, mushy mushy stuff!) All the same, we’ve had our fights as any two normal humans in a relationship have but what amazes people (dare I say pisses off a few of ’em) is the fact that we still hug during welcome in church on Sunday – It always happens before I realise it and its cute (albeit in a corny way). Did I say I love my sister? Oh yeah I did 🙂 She’s been at the receiving end of some transferred aggression and I hers but we still tight no matter what!
(AGAIN DO NOT SEND HER THIS LINK OR WHATEVER HAPPENS TO YOU WOULD BE OFF MY CONSCIENCE 🙂 )

 

The second person here is my first brother, Abisayo. He’s all grown up now and his voice is even breaking 😦 I feel old! I remember when he was in my house all the time and then he stopped coming ‘cos he realised ‘we were girls’. I mean it was just my sister and I then but we had video games and all so it probably took a while to sink in. Well, when it did, he stopped coming as often and then my other brother was born. Then I had two brothers again. It was awesome, watching them bond, then fight then bond again, dragging me into wrestling matches and playing football (like I’m supposed to be a lady guys!) or kicking me at night when I had the ‘privilege’ of sleeping in the same room (my sister and I had our beds joined then we would lie across them. Fun times!!! 🙂 ). I don’t tell him enough but I love him love him love him. He’s my cousin by the way before y’all go start thinking he’s some random stranger :-p He’s always going to be my first brother!

Last but definitely not least is my one and only … *drum roll please* Dee!!!  I love Denrele scarra even though we fight as in literally and I just grab his hands and use my legs to hold him down (he won’t let me do that anymore though, he can fight his way out now 😦 ). He’s just one of the smartest kids I know. Once he puts his mind to something he sets out to do it and he cannot be intimidated. He needs more friends his age though – all his friends are all grown up! Some are even older than I am and that’s old for him!!! We love pranking Tee – Fun times 😉 and I hardly get upset with him so he knows when I do, I mean business! 🙂

I was listening to some voice notes on my laptop a while back and I found something four of us did a while back. It was ‘Lean on me’ – A sort of cover of the Glee Cast’s cover – and the intro (or was it the end) went something like this:

‘AB in the building (The one and only Abis) X-men Origin in the building (Denrele, though why he thought that up still baffles me) Shay in the building (Moi duh!) Romzy sef in the building (Who else is left? Toromo 🙂 )’ Then at the very end, T goes ‘Be be n lo, Be be n lo’, I mean who does that?

Well I just felt like writing today though I’m supposed to be reading ‘cos exams start on Monday 😦 and I decided that I love these guys too much to let any more details leave my head (I’ve been planning this post for a while).

So back to the books before I get sent back home and I’m no longer the ‘most awesomest‘ big sister in the world! Bye guys!!!
Before I forget, don’t go without checking out today’s tid-bit!

Single is …


Teacher: Good day class. Today we’re having a mock quiz. Don’t worry it’s only two questions. One oral and the other written English so divide yourselves into groups. Four rows, four groups! (Students shuffle around). You have 15 minutes to answer this question. Start!

(After 15 minutes)

Teacher: Alright time’s up! I hope you have great essays seeing as I let more than one head do the thinking. Anyway each group send out a representative. I will be scoring on use of grammar, concordance and generally spoken English so no answer is wrong except it’s completely outrageous. Understood?
Class: Yes ma!
Teacher: Good! Now four of you face the class. Stand in the order you came out (little shuffling). You will all answer the same question and you cannot repeat someone else’s answer, okay? (nods all round). Define ‘SINGLE’.

Andre: Single is when you don’t have a boyfriend or girlfriend.
Teacher: Thank you. Next …
Telema: Single is one of something.
Teacher: Next person go ahead …
Junior: Single is a state of being unattached …
Heidi: Single is …
Junior: (cuts in) I’m not done. Single is a state of being unattached and alone.
Teacher: Are you done now? (Junior nods) Heidi go on …
Heidi: Single is to bring out one person from many people.

Teacher: Thank you class. Based on this little oral session, I’d like to make a few corrections. First of all, you should never define a word as ‘when’ something like Andre did. Girls (referring to Telema and Heidi), you restricted the definition – Heidi yours was to people only and Telema to things. My dear Junior ‘single’ does not mean alone. You should have quit while you were ahead but like I said I’m not grading based on your definitions. Have a great day.

What a boring story. I just wasted a few minutes of my life typing that and therefore you have to suffer through reading it as well :p Basically my next post should be about ‘Singleness’ NOT ‘Single People’ OR ‘Being Single’! Until then consider this, what would have been you definition for ‘Single’. Find out mine tomorrow 🙂 Have an awesome day!!!

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