Shawty's Back Baby💕🤪

Hey y'all☺.

Did you miss me?🙈 God knows I've missed spewing my feelings out for y'all to read.

I'd like to say that I'm sorry for my previous post, but I'm really not🤷🏾‍♀️. I was typing a lot of deep shit, and at some point I felt like I was giving too much, so i got a boy defensive. I mean when you name your blog "Confessions of an eccentric b*tch" you start to feel some kind of pressure😹. As you can see, I have alleviated that pressure and changed my title to something less... something.

Anyways, that aside. It's honestly good to be back; to have my fingers on my keyboard typing lots of beautiful nonsense that will somehow become a message that you can read, love and appreciate. 

So for those who don't know, after so many years of wishing for time to fly😔 , I am finally 18🥳. I'm grateful and thankful to be here honestly. I feel great honestly; I've been exercising, thinking, doing the mandatory cutting off of unneeded distractions and people from my life (which is a necessary evil). In any case, 17 was a crap year for me, so maybe this is just me taking joy where I can get it, because honestly, the miraculous changes I had been expecting when I was younger has still not shown itself🥺. I mean I thought I'd have tits the size of canons ( I'm exaggerating Jesus😹),  a steady flow of money and the ability to do whatever the bloody hell I want. Brothers and sisters in Christ, I am here to tell you (loud and clear!) that none of these things have happened. Not one. I did not magically grow a Kim Kardashian bod over night ( Although to be fair, I've recently decided I'd honestly prefer to be more on Kendall's side of things). And not only am I as broke as ever, I can't even leave my house without first giving a proper account of what I will be doing outside my house. All in all, things are as they've always been. The only major difference is that I'm okay with it, which says a lot doesn't it?

Anyways I'm going to take a break from me for a second.

Let's talk about SARS🤢.

For those who don't know, SARS stands for Stupid Ass Rogue Shitheads.. (I wish it ended with an F so I could type what we're all thinking.)

Jokes aside, It stands for Special Anti-Robbery squad. The shit men and women who were charged with keeping Nigerians safe from hoodlums are nothing short of vile and evil creatures. 

I have watched countless videos of shootings and police brutality that it just makes me sick to think that people could be so cruel to other human beings. I mean this isn't even a matter of people being regular assholes, this is a man or a woman taking a gun out to shoot, or ganging up on an individual just because they refuse to be treated and harassed for no reason and the worst of all; because of the way they dress or how they look. It's not human, Christ it's not even normal. To harbour such hate and resentment? Like what? The crimes that have been committed against the average Nigerian person can only be avenged by God.

And to place the icing on the cake, we are run by a bigot who cannot show sympathy to the people that have been killed, or to the families that have to deal with the grief of losing loved ones. Now there's nothing we can do but crack jokes and make memes about how utterly ridiculous our government is and how poorly they have managed to handle the situation. Someone needs to tell that man that there's life after office, and that he can't hide behind Aso rock forever.

My heart is just everywhere. It's out there for all the people who have lost friends and family. It's out there for the young men and women who took to the streets to protest and fight for our very right to live in this country. My heart is out there and it's aching for my country.

Do I even want to talk about the palliatives? God help this country abeg! What are they doing hoarding food supplies that should have saved so many people from starving to death during the first wave of the Coronavirus? What good did it do anyone that those goods were left to rot away, or to be used during campaigns? 

Forgive me for my language, but What the Actual Fuck?!🤬

Wahala dey for this country❕

Wahala for who no get opportunity to make something for themselves despite the outrageous injustice perpetuated by the government.

And who knows maybe Bubu will come and give us another 12 minutes of "fee fee fee" and give himself a huge pat on the back for another good and properly articulated speech. The man speaks, and man needs to get hearing aid to understand what the hell he's saying. (Which usually turns out to be trash, so it goes without saying that maybe it's a good thing that people can't properly understand his speeches🤦🏾‍♀️)

Thinking about this always gets me so tired I can't lie; Nevertheless, I hope you and I will do better, and I hope we'll have something to work with once their generation is done.

I send my love out to y'all. 

Have faith for a better tomorrow, No more talks of japa abeg😹. We're still Nigerians whether we want to be or not. 

Any who, that's enough of that.

Hopefully, I'll be back next week with another blogpost with talk of something.

Stay safe!

Till then,

Yours Truly,

Kachi💕.