SIXTY-EIGHT
SEE-FINISH
Thursday,
5:45 am
Dear, Diary
Isn't it weird that I'm seated in the car already, yet, I can watch my sister and mother holding hands with my boss while they thank endlessly him for coming over and he thanks them in return for letting him in—like, Hello!
Mum hasn't even dressed appropriately, she's putting on her best brassier and her worst wrapper is tied around her chest.
Elvis will never rate me again in this life because he's clearly seen me finish and I seriously need to start coming to terms with that and to think that it was this same mother of mine that was warning me about the disadvantages of "See-Finish" o.
My mother is even waving at me from the front of the house like I am the guest—the boss, and Elvis is her son. Maybe she wishes so.
He's coming over now with a stupid smile on his face.
I've got to go.
Shaniqua wey dem don see finish
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Diary of the Crazy Shaniqua Bello
HumorShaniqua Bello is a 24 year old graduate navigating through life in the busy city of Lagos and THIS is her diary.
