The One that killed St. Valentine
I was alone with my thoughts wondering how much had gone down in a short period of time, I had been terribly ill, I had partied, I had met too many guys, I had let go of some already… lolz. There,I was in my room, reminiscing on these events past and pondering those to come. I had spoken to Funmi earlier about helping her buy a Valentine ’s Day gift for Afolabi. She is all loaded and loud like its rapture on that day. Why does everyone around town make such a ruckus out of the day and I don’t? Some have been saving up, some have been planning break ups, while some are actually dreading the day cause they are in serious relationships with more than one person, yep!..everyone with their logs, you either lumber or slumber. *sigh* A knock on the door distracted me from the motion pictures in my head; it was Funmi with a sour looking facial expression. Impatiently, we headed to my room to discuss her worries. Her cousin was the matter this time, weighing on her shoulder li...