The Conundrum

To be or not to be : Starring sweet cheeks and Jimmy. A story about heartfelt love, friendship, the friends zone, struggle and how a nigga fucked up his chances at achieving happy ever after .... Or did he?? Must Read. It was one of those days you know, those super boring days where the suns scorching for no fucking reason ; those days and then Jimmy saw her and was like wooow. I gotta talk to her.. After his slightly failed effects, he sort of gave up and came to the conclusion that he was never gonna see her again.  About two weeks past and Jimmy is going about his day, as usual and spots her with his course mates. His heart begins to pound. He thinks to himself, "what the actual fuck is going on?.... I'm going to be sharing a class with you for the next two years."  So he goes up to her and tries to hit her up. And just like that Jimmy and sweet cheeks became friends... Hmph.. just not long ago these two were total strangers... #mysteriousways . They had con...

 Why am i here? I'll save you the question. Let me tell you, point blankly, exactly why i'm here. Alright facts, I am here because I have brutally murdered 25 people (which is clearly not enough as my present state doesn't show a lesson learnt but rather people not getting the message) and subjected a countless number of people to an immense degree of pain through torture, mutilation, suffocation, scalping, you get the idea right? Essentially I am here because I am your average psychopath. At least that's how the media has skillfully portrayed people like me. You see they've told you about how I had mutilated all those bodies, how I had hung his body upside down and lacerated his skin as the blood dripped slowly out of his body till he was merely a lump of flesh, how I had excoriated her with the kitchen knife, how I had mutilated him with his own limbs, oh now that one was funny, you should have seen the look on his face and how he squirmed and struggled in vain, ...

Now I don't really know what you are expecting but you can keep them to ermh..well with whom or wherever that's not me...no offence.. now let's begin.. it was a cold and sunny..(yes cold and sunny because the British weather is unique and stress-fully annoying that way) Wednesday morning...well if you consider 2 in the afternoon morning..well it's morning for me anyway. So as I laid in the tub, looking to the ceiling, it hit me(not the ceiling, just to clarify) :"why do people care about what others think of them?"  Is it because they feel that their perspective of them will change immensely? Or maybe some of us are hypocrites, apprehensive of our slowly deteriorating facade as we are slowly being exposed for who we really are. I think the lot of you are just major ass kissers. That's why people's opinions concerning you matter to you. I mean a high recommendation is allowed. Constructive criticism? Why not? But c'mon...I swear I have the strangest...

There are these brief moments, moments of weakness where I doubt whether there is a God. And it's wrong. I mean I pray and something happens but what about the times that I am on my knees, in tears, looking to the sky asking for a sign. Huh?! This world is, it's designed in such a way that if you're not strong enough, you descend from predator, to prey, to nothing. I tell my mates about it and they're like, hey, even Job went through pain. Correct but there's just one thing wrong with that sentence. I am not Job and I will never be him. I'm me. Not everyone has to go through pain. I don't believe that. Not everyone has to experience some kind of tragedy before they can testify that they're in Christ. But what I don't get is why. You work and work and work and all that effort yields no results. Why can't anything go the way we want it to. I struggle to see the point to all this. Just when you think you cannot be brought down... Shit happens. It ...

There are situations that happen to each and everyone of us which is sometimes unexplainable. Those moments that leave you shaking your head. And I don't know if it's just the universe playing with my life but these things happen to me on a daily. So here's a little, well a little crazy situation I faced last night. So I'm busy on my bed watching civil war again because it's the coolest movie ever and my roommate tells moi that he is going downstairs and that I shouldn't touch his bed. Obviously this came as a shock to me cos I'm no where near his bed and I would never touch his bed. I just brush him off and say, "whatever dude." Later this Nigerian douche bag comes to me and starts accusing me of touching his bed. Frankly that's soo kindergarten so I laugh and I'm a patient guy but I also have limits. This dude starts blabbing about how his has made peace with everyone and how I'm trying to destroy that. At this point I just don...

26 April 2016.. I woke today late for class, contemplating on whether to go to class or not. Luckily for me the lecturer hadn't come yet. I went to class with a huge smile on my face. Today was like any other Tuesday; sit 9 hours in class and leave tired, bored and frustrated. As usual my friends and I would fool about but today was special, it was the twins' birthday. Last lecturer didn't show so I had extra time on my hands, to do whatever I wanted. I decided to 'put the time to good use'. I then made my way to the food court, I was hungry af. Bought some food and escorted some girls to their hostel. So finished that and caught up with some friends on my way to my hostel. I encountered some more, and then made merry. They had a gig to go to so we didn't really keep long. After that I went about my day normally, eat , sleep, disturb the peace, that kinda stuff. Night time I went for a walk with a few friends. We sat on the wall gisting about stuff. While on...

Four in the morning, can't sleep. I keep pacing through the room. I start sweating, the fan is on full power. God?! What's happening to me? After a minute it all makes sense. The memories start flooding my cerebrum . I remember now. My actions are haunting me. But I didn't do anything wrong. Or did I? Frustration grips me. My hands are in my hair. Why why why !!! Why did you have to do it? If only you had confronted me. None of this would have happened. I guess I have to take part of the blame. Because if I had exhibited a little bit of restraint, we wouldn't be in this mess either. I gave the command and the wolves didn't have mercy. They ate you to the core. I couldn't face you after that, I went over to hers, becauses she makes everything go away. While I was busy in the sheets, you were in pain. I stripped you of everything. Now you'll be forever branded as one of those people. I couldn't look you in the eye. Frankly you disgusted me. You'v...

What is love? The multi million dollar question. Some say it's a feeling; others a choice. If I was on the hot seat of the Who Wants To Be A Millionaire Show and I was asked this question, I would walk away.  Love, we've all had our fair share of love experiences not to mention the breakups, heartbreaks, tears, anger, jealousy etc etc  For as long as I can remember I have always had a thing for the ladies. As a baby, mother says I use to suckle on her breasts when my twin sister was eating solid food. Now personal, I don't know how I do it, I'm not saying that I'm some Casanova or something but I got the juice. Hahaha  Don't get the wrong idea, you are about to bare witness to the pain, the kisses, betrayal. Don't judge me. I know you went through the same.   So I gotta take y'all back , waay back, before I got my first. Now you're probably thinking that this guy is about to bore us with his love story and you're probably right buh I'd l...

      The conundrum.. a problem everyone faces. When a person becomes indecisive and can't focus or make a decision. Hmmm  I once had a conundrum of my own, one that scared me for life and changed the course of my life. Growing up, I wasn't really keen on following rules, not because I was stubborn or something but naturally following the rules made me feel uncomfortable. Now, I can't really say what I was tasked to do but lets just say it was out of the ordinary. There are no true words to describe the predicament I was in. When there is no distinction between good and bad; right and wrong. Society says do it and that little voice in your head says don't!. This may mean nothing to you. But to some it is everything. To others it is the cause of madness. These days many are  forced into a situation where they have to choose between the rules and their morality. Not forgetting THE WORD( to those who are Christians) Anyway I choose to do what I want to do. T...