”Life itself is Ironic and that’s a true
fact. Who would ever think that my first
crush, Angel who rejected me and made
me feel like a nobody, would ever get
attached to me once again. This is
weird, although I’ve completely lost
interest in her but at least I still need
her around, cuz I’m dare in need of a
females company, but let’s get this
straight, is Angel getting jealous of my
mutual relationship with Cynthia,
Maysons supposed girlfriend?” this
thoughts ran through my mind like
Usian Bolt, running like a thief and
behind him are armed police officers
chasing after him like flies. ”and to
think of it, she went as far as stroking
my Di’ck in class, this babe is damn
obsessed with me” I pondered these
thought as I sat with my fellow course
mate at a birthday party held at
Yeh of course, it was Abolos birthday,
he was the govo of Thompsons hostel,
He was a radical being, straight
forward, nice and friendly. Though he
was in his final year and I was in my
2nd year, he still saw me as a cool
friend, he never discriminated. Though
we were close, but school activities
didn’t give us the fortitude to always
see eachother very time. His birthday
was jammed packed with his course
mates, both girls and boys and smoke
could be seen floating in the air like
clouds in the sky. The smell of
marijuana could be smelt from a mile
away. My table was filled with goat
meat pepper soup, magic moment
vodka, mokait, tramadol, codine and
kush. Beside me were my two homies
Thompson and Marvis. Thompson was
far gone, he was already in his 4th
jombo of kush, he was high AF. I tried
looking into his eyes but I couldn’t see
his eye balls, not even the whitish part.
It was completely shot. It looked so
much like those Chinese Asian kinda
eyes. Closed completely
Thompson: Temy no dey look me like
that na, smoke up no dey dull, make I
tie for you?
Me: Thompson I dey well, in fact I done
high, I don already drink like 2 full cups
of vodka. Right now I dey cloud 9.
Thompson: Tah!!!! No talk that one. You
no know say na only kush dey make
person dey go cloud 9. You dey drink
Alcohol and you dey shine teeth, see
this guy, see, (tapping my legs rapidly)
na only vodka dey make person dey
sober. You go just dey miss your ex.
Me: na why you con dey beat me?.. See
this guy o.
Marvis: make una no dey argue, na
party we dey na. You no know say we
go still rock yansh. Temy abeg pass me
that trams wey dey near you.
Me: okay boss (passing him the trams)
He popped 700 milligram from the
sachet carefully and threw it into his
mouth hurriedly . He gulped it down his
throat with a shot of magic moment. He
looked at me and smiled showing his
set of brown teeth.
Me: so how do you feel.
Marvis: ooh boy, I dey well. I dey
Kakaraka like baco supersac.
Me: mehn, the last time I take trams for
NFA i nearly die o. I crash for like 2
Marvis: mehn, that level that time finish
Thompson: you know why the trams
finish am?…. Na because Temy na fish.
The guy na chicken.
Me: hey, sharrap there. You wey dey
piss for body when armed robber they
beat you anyhow. You no even get
mind reach me.
Thompsons: you still dey reason that
matter… Guy, if na one on one, those
guys no reach. Temy, I dey vex for you,
you no know who I be. I suppose dey
NDA o, if no be say AAU admit me. See
this guy. I for be big boy by now.
Me: my guy, go under sun go receive
sense. Marvis abeg pass me that trams.
I hope say e still remain?
Marvis: everywhere good. Afa take.
I popped 200 milligram into my mouth
and swallowed it ,gushing it down with
the vodka on the table. I began to wait
patiently for the result of what I had just
taken, well its quiet similar to the way a
patient waits patiently for the doctor to
give him his HIV test result, after
knowing inwardly and fully well that he
had bleed about 50 girls in 2016.
Not too long I heard my phone ring. I
picked it up, and heard Angels voice.
She was using another persons phone
number to call me, probably that of her
Me: baby, how are you doing?, what
happened to you phone?
Angel: my battery is weak, I hope you’re
at home. I’m coming o
Me: ooh, ooh… Yeh, I’m at home. (I
Angel: okay I’m coming, cook
something for mee o.
Me: okay babe I will.
I went straight up to Abolo and wished
him an happy birthday, I bid my friends
good bye. I hop into a bike and zoomed
of to my crib. It was indeed time for