I got tagged by Daddy’s girl who knows I’m a meme and tag whore… and apparently I have to share 5 completely random or weird things about myself. Oh and craze craze Vera also tagged me (although she was an amebo and wrote more than 5 things)!:
1. I speak Igbo when I’m drunk. Lol… doesn’t matter if I’m chilling with Chinese, Arab, Jamaican people, White people… everytime I’m drunk I speak Igbo, answer questions in Igbo and make myself laugh in Igbo… days that I’m somewhat tipsy I speak other languages that I’m a little conversant in… like Twi (Ghanaian language) and Yoruba (Nigerian… lol.. just clearing that up cos I have non-Nigerian readers too… lol).
2. My skins crawls when people pop those things that are used to cover/protect new tv’s, vcds… I don’t know what they’re called. I cringe everytime someone cracks something made of Styrofoam or even scratches a fork against it… it just kills me every single time.
3. My laugh sounds sort of like a push and start engine (lol… I’ve heard this too many times from different unrelated people not to believe it)… I laugh, stop, pick it up, laugh again, increase the intensity, roll it back and stop and start again… lol.. it makes more sense when you hear it… maybe I’ll record it sometime and put in on here… lmao
4. Me and my best Friend Naijadyme are very weird… lol. One day we spent hours on the phone talking about our new get-rich-quick-scheme. This involved becoming a secretary for a 419 person and using British accent to tell people that yes… we were truly going to sell them the land in
with the Oil or send them the lions fur. She came over to my house earlier this year and we practiced our stripper moves together (just in case we ever needed that skill… lmao). We spent another day last month prank-calling and just laughing everytime someone picked up the phone…lmao. When we see someone dressed hideous… we never look at each others faces cos otherwise we’d burst out laughing no matter how much we try to control it. Lmao… she also provided me one of the jokes of the century… she went on a date with some Naija guy once… and they went to Red Lobster I think (if not there… then one of those ‘bar and grill’ places). Anyways… they were getting ready to order… then homeboy calls the waitress like “Waitress can I order some fried plantain?”… lmao… she was so embarrassed it wasn’t even funny… suffice to say… she never went on a date with him again! We probably bring out the creative in each other cos sometimes this girl calls me with a Jamaican Accent and the next day I’ll call her like an Ijebu on his way to England… trust me it’ interesting stuff! That was random enough right?!?! hehe Port Harcourt
4.5 I don’t have any ugly friends… and I don’t mean this in the way that I have ugly friends but because I love/ like em… I don’t wanna admit it… I seriously don’t have any ugly friends and it makes things so much easier when I have to hook some of my male friends up. Plus I don’t have to feel guilty about always looking/dressing nice cos they do too!!!
4.75 I always have to actually think about it before I spell or write out words that start in ‘ph’ or ‘py’ or ‘ps’… say I’m spelling like physician, psychic, psychologist … I don’t know… I just get em mixed up sometimes (and to think I almost became a journalist… lol) oh and I never step on the cracks in pavements or anything cos I don’t want to be ‘sucked into an abyss’… lol… oh and I have a fear of getting eaten by a rat in my dream (it’s a book called rats I read when I was 14… it’s messed me up for life… I mean I actually started thinking about the personality and character traits of rats, their possible names, their political organizations, polygamy in their families, their inheritances(loafs of bread and opened bags of rice)… k whatever but all I’m saying is that book messed me up till this day).
5 When I was a child... I think 4 or 5 my mom left me and my younger sister in her Nissan in London for a few minutes right and told me to take care of my sister. She told me not to touch that button thingy in the middle of the car near the gearshift or box or stickshift or whatever it’s called in the car… cos if I did… that thing would make the car somersault (flip over) and kill us. I’m 20… and I still haven’t touched that thing before. Heaven only knows when I’m gonna get my license…
I said 5 things so I’ll actually obey the rules this time and tag only 5 people: Ms. Minx (RETURN PUNISHMENT!!!!), Ms. May, Icy, Beauty in Baltimore, Abbey, Olawunmi, Poetic Justice, Belle, Broccoli, Kulutempa, Through these eyes, Desola, Naijadude, CalabarGal, The Mistress, Nigerican, JadedKiss, Babe, Noni Moss, unnaked soul, rj, Mari, Vickii, Soul, Temmytayo, Through these eyes, Azuka, Biodun, Nosa, Beautifully Human, BabaAlaye, Funmi, Tp, Naijadyme and Mphahlele. Lol sorry y’all… I learnt how to count in Uzbekistan… it goes a little different over there!