I'm soooooooooooo sorry people. I'm slacking majorly and I know it but hey, if I could help it I would. To worsen matters just as things were easing up I got hit by a bad case of the flu and fever. So that's just not helping. It also sucks majorly because I'm supposed to be going on this hot "date" tonight. Oh well...
Yesterday afternoon I had to go and do something on the mainland and when I was done I figured I had some time on my hands and decided to use the opportunity to see my friend *Mbong. Mbong has been my friend since I was 17. I remember the first day we met, I'd been seeing her around but we never spoke. My then boyfriend was out of town and my life was boring. On one of our very numerous phone calls I complained of the boredom and he said it was my fault; QC was over and I needed to start making new friends. He accused me of not trying so to shut him up I vowed that by the time he got back to town in a week, that girl we always see around would be my good friend. And then I started going on frequent strolls, hoping to run into her. Eventually I saw her and went to 'toast' her. "Hello, please do you have any novel?" I'd asked. And the rest, as they say, is history. She didn't have any novels, she however gave me something better; long lasting friendship.
From that moment till date Mbong and I have been very close. We were both virgins then and I remember those evenings we'd sit outside her compound and swear that no man will ever see our panties till we get married, we'll both be like "I can't even imagine opening my legs for one stupid boy. God forbid!". LOL. Well mine went some years before Mbong's. She was always kind of a goody-two-shoes by the way, so much so that when she finally did it (at 23) she felt so guilty that she called her mum and her sisters and told them what just happened, crying all the while. She cried so much they even began to sympathize with her. As if that wasn't enough she reported herself to her pastor and her department in church, the choir.
So you can imagine my surprise at yesterday's conversation. My friend had lost a great deal of weight and while that's everyone's dream these days, hers was not as a result of any diet, but a great deal of stress. In fact she was home during the day because she had broken down at work and had to take time off. I wanted to grab my ill friend and take her somewhere everything was perfect. We began to bitch about life and how this life is not at all what we had expected. How we prayed for jobs but now we have the jobs and the jobs are threatening to kill us (her, more than me), and how she needed a new job. It was then we began to curse out people working with Federal government agencies and parastatals like Customs, Immigration, NIMASA, NCC etc. We bitched about their inflated salaries and allowances while getting to work at 9am and leaving at 4pm and doing little or nothing in between. (Mind you neither of us know these to be facts but just spoke based on the perception most people seem to have of federal government agencies). We both begged God for connections, and then I told Mbong about a certain Captain who could place me there in a heartbeat. Unfortunately the one thing he wants is the one thing I cannot give. It was then Mbong, my fellow 'abstainer' said "Nwando I'm not asking you to do anything but if I see someone who wants to sleep with me to put me in (Customs) I won't even think twice about it. I will do it!". Mbong also said "After all it's not like there's any virgin here. Doesn't it make more sense to have sex with someone and have something to show for it, instead of sleeping with one guy that will still spend your money after and still break your heart?".
"Do you think God blesses people based on how good or bad they are?" She asked. And yes we both agreed that God doesn't. The "carefree" seem to be winning in fact.
I would really like that job. Should I, as Mbong suggested do the do and beg God for forgiveness and resume abstinence afterwards? Didn't Dr Lanre Olusola once mention something similar; taking a break from celibacy/abstinence and then going back to it when you wanted to? (It's been several weeks since that show so maybe I'm mixing things up).
Isn't this life too short to deprive oneself of the things you need to make and keep you happy?