Die Another Day

You know those blurring scenes of the hero or villian moving with every last ounce of strenght or breath after being shot at or had a brutal fight? Yeah, that particular time when he is losing blood or has lost loads of blood and he’s staggering and finding it very pretty hard to walk… It turns out that those scenes are actually depictions of real experiences. At least I’ve been there…
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21 LONG DAYS (WEEK TWO)

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The Ogun state NYSC orientation camp swung into life by the second week. The camping experiences shifted into full gear thence. For one, there were no daunting and exhausting drills to contend with (except for those that consciously signed up for the torture). This coupled with a bit more time to chill, as against the first week, made for a rapid improvement in the fun obtainable on camp. Yet, it could just be that we were all getting used to the rigour and vigour of the orientation camp.

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CAUGHT IN THE ACT!

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So pop couldn’t resist the urge to send me on one last early morning errand before I run off to the NYSC camp. It was inevitable anyways, so, I wasn’t utterly surprised when he called me up.

Ok, I didn’t have my bath before setting out (don’t judge)! I wore a substantial amount of my Tom Ford cologne anyways. 😉

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QUICKIE

“…Who said you can’t find love in the club?
‘Cause I wanna tell them they’re wrong
Come on, just, baby, try a new thing
And let’s spark a new flame…”

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This was not how I envisioned my night. Dang! I should be boogying and having loads of fun, that I saw, that I wanted. Instead, at 10pm, I found myself staring, arms-crossed, just staring, on a cold night. I had set out to enjoy a cool Friday out, but, well, a satisfactory fun eluded me.
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