So my exams for the semester are officially over….Whoop Whoop!!!! I am SUPER DUPER excited!!! My finishing the exams is just one part of it, but, the real thang making excitement flow through my veins is that in a couple more days,
My oh My,
In a couple of days,
The skies shall part, and the big metal shall pass through it at an altitude unachievable by human jumps, whooshing by like bullets from an AK47, across oceans and seas,
To reunite HONEYDAME and YY………quadruple Whoop Whoop!!!!
Oh boy, my heart thumps in anticipation and trepidation.
Leaving him a couple years ago, I hadn’t expected that when I would have to take this trip, he would still be in the picture. It has been very very very very very ROCKY. The quarrels have been baseless, trivial and extremely flimsy but we have somehow (and I believe with Godz help) managed to sort-of wade through it, not necessary unscathed, but with more knowledge of how things should not be done.
I am not anticipating running into trouble with him. BUT, some part of me, Gbeske feels I am taking a journey to a road of broken heartedness. I haven’t seen this guy in more than 2 years, my waistline has expanded, stretch marks have taken residence around my muffin tops, my hairline now competes with Iya Ijebu’s receding own, some of my thinking processes have changed (for instance, why can he not just wash his plate and let’s call it a day?), my boobs and buttocks are bigger (no complaints there)..The list is endless…….Long story short, I have changed. The person he sent forth years ago is not the same person who will come back to him now, in almost all ramifications.
No, I do not have inferiority complex. My concern lies more in the change is not unique to me because so has he!!! Shall I like what I shall see? If I don’t, how shall I tell one, who is literally toasting me to consider having an introduction, that I cannot go further because I now find some of his habits…errrr…not too pleasant? I am having issues compartmentalizing habits which can be managed and those which should not, so for the most part; they all get tossed into the “should not” compartment….
**head in hands**
What I shall do
Enjoy my stay
And enjoy him
While it lasts
If it is forever,
My Bonus it is!
But if I get my Yoruba heart fed to the wolves, I have confidence in that blogsville will be there to help nurture it back to life.
Gbeske, SHUT THE HECK UP!
 My pessimistic alter ego