Who remembers much about the day they were born...only little who must have amazing brains..lol..il start by saying i really have sweet memories of my childhood life and wish i could reveal em all but il start here.Born in a family of five children and two parents,of course i was the last born! i hate that.i always had a thing for perfection at least so i heard. iv hated clowns.i always feel like kicking their ass cause they make me feel so dumb. of course i had an outstanding ability for fashion(i would dress in all my sisters shoes one after the other and run around naked all over the house,well at least till i get caughtt and spanked)....i also loved my enironment and mother nature wonderful gifts...i sought ways to be a farmer..even though the day my brother told my mum i knelt down for 3 hours..lol..
but come on,i planted garri and egg(dumb) but as a kid it only showed i was evenly as ambitious as any other four year old. ..i guess the best part of my childhood was the love and fun i was surrounded with..i mean i literally learnt all sort of sports which i play till this day...and funny i was always the best...hahaha.they called me the Gamer! never really forgot the name.I know at four i was fighting every house girl we ever had.those haters..lol ..i was such a naughty last born..We wud sneak downstairs to watch late night moveis and somebody was always on guard for my dad usually my sister..lol ..well sometymes we were succesful and most tymes well,it ended sadly...lol if you know what i mean? yeah well i cooked a lot..cant forget the day i put too much salt in the rice and i had to bury it at the boysquaters..lmao..its still a secret between me and watever mayguard saw me!
Yeah yeah i had crushes...from omowale to bimpe to my teacher Mrs chicke to the girl next door..hahaha...but i never really knew the art of toasting damn i sucked...and i wud dream each nght i somehow married one of them..hahaha...nad on our wedding day wud be so cool its happen on a ship....well all that was vision as my brothers wud say..lol just vision.....
And there was Christmas days when we wud buy fireworks and sneak up to ma sisters bathroom door and throw them under..lol then she wud report us and get our asses whooped so bad it didnt matter,we wud still laugh..and we wud play Stevie wonder and don Williams all tru the nyt to the next morning.it was a sin to sleep on Christmas eve..or new years eve too.who ever did get called tomato boy or girl lol..we were so silly!....
It wont be a suprise to know i use to sleep walk on a regular occasion..lol even go to my dads room and tell em good morning at odd tymes in the nyt,
Days passed by and well growth happened slowly the days i once remembered started to fade...lol we were all shipped to boarding skool and i well.i was left all alone..God i would cry when they leave form school and wash all their clothes they day b4 they return....it was some great days great neighbours great frends....and my worst day ever too...they day that left a scar on my left cheek...but well it was all gud...My days in Ibadan soon came to an end when my admission letter came in...Adeola Olabanji Tokunbo....admitted to FEDERAL GOVERNMENT COLLEGE KWALI ABUJA..
well i remember begging....cause i heard so much stories bout belts,whips and cold nights on the hard floor..well all that i was about to find out...
well not before my sister told me how she neer wanted no girl breaking her baby brothers heart in secondary school,she gave me all the weapons needed to pursue a relationship which well worked till this day.lol..i read lots of books bout love..which is still one cause of my silly overreacted emotions.......well what happened again hmmmm oh yeah i grew up......
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