So here are a compilation of things...
The first is that I am officially OLD. You know you're getting old when you think of the weekend or a party and you immediately shrivel up. Before it used to be because I'm a bit of a recluse, now it's plain old age. It's also this old age that caused me to wear an Ankara dress for my friend's birthday thingy at some lounge in some Penthouse or something. I was peacefully in a haze when my phone rang and the caller said ITS TIME! I was about to tell her I wouldn't make it but then I realized I was the designated driver. In order not to kill their blues with my reggae I got up and got dressed.
Even in my Ankara I ended up having a blast!
Some of you guys thought some of it was a bit unrealistic, especially how she returned to the village to start a new life there after years of living in the lap of luxury in the metropolitan city of Lagos. Well I may not be living in the lap of luxury in LasGidi but honestly I can see how someone can trade it all in for the simple life of the village. After all, even after my cousins, siblings and other family members have left the East, I'm still here village-chillin' and I'm in no hurry to leave. I just took a bike ride to see my friend who's in her boo's house not too far from my village and once again I was overwhelmed by how beautiful and peaceful village life is. Who wouldn't want to live here???
Notice I just said I went to see my friend whose boo lives in a village close to mine? I'd gone there expecting to meet one Igbo ninja with an nna bros accent and a nwa-Aba attitude. I was in for a surprise. Dude was FRESH, diction was ten over ten, dressing was on point. So of course I began to drill him; how did you end up here? The young man who's also a lawyer attended King's College Lagos and University of Lagos. And why he's here... No extraordinary story; he's just fine here for now.
Last night my friend, her boo and I went to have drinks at the poolside of one of the numerous hotels in Awka and this tall man built like a tower came over to talk to Yours Truly. He was a really attractive man who's also in town from Lagos at the moment, but there were a number of issues; I found myself having to dumb myself down to talk to him because I noticed that at some point it seemed I was about to scare him away, and that's when he looked at me dubiously and said "You are not just a makeup artist, you sound like a lawyer". Eventually I toned down on the "intelligent" conversation and began to talk about mundane sturves. Sad though, because nigger could get it! Then I found myself wondering; what if we took this farther and I considered giving us a chance. Would I continually have to play things down and settle for the small talk?
TTB readers, have you ever had to be someone or something you're not for a member of the opposite sex, because of love or a relationship? What was it, and why?