Onada, Moi and My Mumma

Hiya,

So after many dreams of starting a blog, I finally started it today. I must say, it so was not easy but after a recent mind block and constantly disturbing Onada, who is meant to be at work.... WORKING!! She "brilliantly" came up with the title of this blog.

Onada is my longest friend till date (almost 15+ yrs). Though initially we were not that close, but after many cycling shorts, body suits, hipsters, platform shoes, Metallic blue nail varnish and now the Chloes, Guccis and Chanels, I have grown to love every bit of her, bless her. She is such an inspiration in my life, everything she wants she gets and I am not even joking. She is one of those people who subconsciously believe in making an impact in this world. She literally pushes me to be everything I can be, which brings me to my next topic, Me. I am a recent grauate, Engineer to be precise, but I HAVE NO JOB!! To be honest I really do not see myself working for anyone again, so instead each day;

• I mentally apply for jobs, i.e I think about applying.
• End up on msn chatting to Onada, who is at a good job, Dubs, who is a doing her Masters and receiving £3000 mthly scholarship, which does not include her rent oh! Just money to spend.
• Not to forget K, who has decided to move back to Nigeria, for Law sch and is looking to sell her London house, which by the way She bought it with her own cash.
• And every other friend of mine who is at work.

My new lifestyle is amazing, I sleep whenever and wake up whenever but the down-side is no more designer handbags or expensive unplanned shopping spree for now, as one does not get that much money when one watches Tyra, That's so Raven and Oprah all day. Actually, what am I saying, there are loads of down-sides, my Mumma (mum) for instance now believes since She has invested so much money in my education and I 'claim ' I am still job hunting, has decided to make me her new Sikiratu - the house help, as in the woman sends me anywhere, makes me do everything for her, She even called, i mean yelled, my name just to tell me She can not find her tv remote control and she needs me to please change the channel for her. Yep! that's my new life. Not to forget cooking, cleaning and everything jobless people do!

Sha, I have to go now, my Mumma wants me to make amala (brown eba as my little cousin calls it) for her, yet when I ask her for £1, just £1 oh, She will give me the longest lecture on how I never listen to her when She tells me She is "broke" this week. Ps - She tells me this every week, about how She has no money for this, no money for that, et al. That's life.

Also, I really need to physically apply for atleast 2 jobs before today is over.

Ciao