Can there be any justification for being up at 2.00am on a Saturday morning reading peoples blogs? I mean, shouldn't I be out like other girls my age dancing the night away? or be on the phone entertaining sweet nothings? I don't get this.
So I'm sat here feeling very mellow, smiling to myself whilst reading date's and Alaye's blogs. I'm also thinking as we say in Nigeria "we women don suffer sha!" Ahn ahn? Sigh, I've got to admit tho, I find those boys' blogs quite entertaining...
Anyway back to this mellow feeling...Can somebody tell me, is this the way people on crack feel? It's little wonder they are addicted. It feels a bit like I'm floating on a bed of clouds or about to fly or something similar. The feeling is indescribable. Could I have done some 'e's' without my knowledge? I was at Uni today afterall. I swear all I did today was have 2 cans of redbull and ribena. Actually, come to think about it, perhaps this is the reason those mad men drivers kept on flashing and hooting at me whilst I was driving back from school on Britain most famous (read traffic jam, accident-a-minute) motorway. Perhaps I was driving in the middle of two lanes. Hmmmmmn. I am worried now. If you don't hear from me within the next week, just know I am utilising my right to use the NHS... at least that way I know why I am paying such hefty taxes.
See this is why I don't even bother drinking. I just know if I did, I would be the girl who gets on top of the table and starts dancing so vigorously her weave piece falls off. Honastly! Hmmph! Imagine that. My girls'll probably slink right out of the door (well at least T2 will) and the Pastor will probably take me through series of deliverance sessions on the next church day. Lol.
In case you were wondering, 2 red bulls is what happens when a girl has 2 days to hand in her assignment and it ain't finished and as for the ribena...well... it just is.
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