Pulled down

Tola came the other day and asked me to lend her some money which she really needed to travel. She said she needed three hundred Naira. I only had a Five Hundred Naira note, so I gave it to her since she was going to give it back in two days. Months have passed and Tola has not said anything. Maybe she works with a different calendar.

This Is Not A Love Story

This is not a love story. It’s a story about a boy who liked a girl and a girl who liked him back.

what it is now ( for lack of a better name)

So I wrote this in 2011 during the Presidential Election. This was after I had attempted to exercise my right to vote. Plus it was the first time I was even eligible to vote. I went with my mom and I have to say it was a loooong, exhausting and enlightening day.
It was the only post on my old blog so I decided to put it on here. Have no idea why I named it ‘what it is now’, but it made sense to me then so I’ll just keep it as it is. So here it goes;