MY ROOM STORY - EPISODE 8
Episode 8 – My Birthday
The most memorable event of my life, (Maybe for everyone) has always been my birthday (maybe it can be replaced when the future she decided to say YES), yes o, my birthday…the beating, showers of belt and water and a lot of sweet messages and wishes, all of these worked together to make it more fun.
But I happened to have anticipated my last birthday celebration more and in fact much more than I have ever done, not because of the merry or the fun atmosphere but basically because I was going to have my next emotional target back. Surprised? Don’t be, yes don’t be, because I said it earlier that Kunbi is the next emotional target in the room by someone close, which of course is me.
And so on this amazing day, I woke up not to be disappointed by my “roommates,” you should understand what I am talking about but despite all of the ETF paparazzi, my own aim was 4pm so I can at least have an idea of what I have done to offend the elegant damsels of my room, and so immediately after the photo-shoot, oh yeah! Photo-shoot that was surprisingly graced by the reps from my room (T6), and so immediately after the photo-shoot, like a mad dog I ran back to my official abode to some appearance changes which till now I am still thanking God I did because upon reaching My room (T6) oluwa o! I received the beating of my life (Second round) with different objects landing on my body, that day I experienced little of what OAU thieves do experience.
After much celebration, the process of lubricating the friction commenced and amazingly all of them came out expressing themselves on what I have done to offend…Sandra was like she stopped being warm with me because my erepa was too much and that I do physically hurt her sometimes…haa! Women shaaa!!! Well I shaa apologized and so unto the main deal of the day, Kunbi. You won’t believe what she said I did…”I don’t like it when you say ‘if your boyfriend (now ex) was not faster than you ni…blah blah blah” aye mi o even though I apologized, every time I still remember, laughter do come over me like the plague of Fs in White House.
But till the present moment, Florence has refused to let me know of my offence but she said she has forgiven me (Can you imagine). And so on my birthday, frictions were lubricated. So what next? Before the break….WATCH OUT!!!
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