Diary of a Young Nigerian Virgin

November 30, 2004

On my bed, listening to coolfm

Dear Diary,

Hey wassup. Did you miss me?! Well I missed you! I'm so sorry I haven't gisted you about what's been going on. I've been mad busy that's why, that school finally called me so I've been preparing for school (yes school darling! I'm gonna be a uni girl soon) and stuff. Did I gist you about Dada's birthday?! Geez I almost got grounded for life o! So Dada came over to celebrate his birthday with me, fortunately mummy wasn't at home so we had our little party of two at home. I bought him a mug with a cute teddy bear in it for him (don't abuse me o). There were some bottles of teezers at home so we just sat on the couch watching tv, gisting and drinking our teezers when I suddenly heard my name. Shit shit shit!!! 'That's my mum' I said to him as I pushed him towards my big sister's room and told him to hide behind the door. I quickly ran outside noticed his shoes which I quickly flung into the flowers and went with my heart beating voilently to open the gate for my mum. I was surprised she didn't notice my unease. She stepped into the sitting room and noticed the drinks, she went 'ku igbadun' and went into her room to pick up some stuff she forgot. Did I mention that the room Dada was hiding was opposite my mum's? Well it was! So as she stepped out, she noticed the gift on my sister's bed and entered the room. She asked me who had the gift and I told her my sis told me to help her wrap it (I knew I would always become a good liar lawyer someday). She dropped it, and left the room and then home eventually.

I ran to the room and told Dada she had left and boy, was he sweating! Heeyah! Things we do for love shei?! Hahahaha! That's me laughing.