Moi malad? zamais. this is wat i used to tell my friends.
since yesterday am sick. not mentally sick. i ve got a runnin nose n its killin me. today i took 5 mouchoirs to work. by midday, all five were wet with diberr. yyeerrkk u wd say, na? dont ask me how i managed the other half of the day.
was back home at around 4h30.bad news about the mob bro sent from Ireland. i ll tell u abt that later on. my nose is leakin hell. went to play foot, hopin the p.e would stop it.shame on me, it never stop.
i opened the tap in the bathroom. you no, some days u r really lucky. throu the small window in the water heater, i saw the dyin flames. the gas cylinder was empty. i hadda bath with the damn cold water, increasin the flow of dibberr from my nose 3 folds.

f4k me lady luck is on my side.
rite now am wearin 1 tshirt, one pull, one short n of course my POLO.