Eyilz' Pen

...yeah, to next... Errr, a lil something to say. Lol. So I went to camp with this two weeks old hair I already got tired of. It's a Ghana weaving, a style I've been fantasizing for over 6 months, but I'm surprisingly tired of. Why? Well, the hairdresser... There's this thing, I'm kinda hard to satisfy with hair, so, I make hair very often. And on those few occasions, I make sure I have enough cash that'll give me my heart desire, hair wise... So, I bought enough hair extensions and all. Alas! My regular hairdresser has changed location, so I couldn't possibly get her to make this fine hair for me (my graduation hair 😭😭😭😭😭). So, an alternative right? Well, this woman is good too, but over economizes 🙄 She used lesser hair extension in particular, giving a scanty hair as end product; you could see my scalp 😭😭 So much for special hairdo. And then, the hair tip wasn't so neatly made as I love it (do you know I have the least idea of hair making, ...

So, first thing I noticed was the neat roads. You'd think everywhere will be littered, but trust you. I can almost tell you I didn't see a satchet water wrap dropping on the road in all three hours (you'll think I'm exaggerating...) Well, maybe I didn't notice them tho. But one thing is, I didn't even slumber, so sleeping off is ticked off the list. (My non-Nigerian audience will think it's no biggie. But sweethearts, in this part of the world, it is. I mean, why do you need trash bags or bins when the roads are there to cast your refuse on? Everywhere is a refusedump 🙄 God save us from people who wouldn't help keep our Nigeria clean, Amen!!!) Have I told you of how organized these people are? Northerners? Well, again, I've never come across such at my side (maybe there are such instances, but I never came across them.) For instance, the very first fuel station we branched was issuing receipt. For petrol bro, petrol. I was awed. The driver even ...

Holla, holla, holla people! 😎😎 Miss me ? So, let's ride this rollercoaster. Whatyasay? Yes, I met this man onboard, Mr M (yeah, we're playing letter names 🤗), he made some calls and that gave him out as an Hausa man, and yes, he automatically became my 'tour guide.' He helped myself and two other corp members get a taxi that took us all to our individual parks (I was to go to Katsina camp, another was to go to Kano camp while the third lady was going to... Was it Jigawa? Or Taraba? I really can't remember 😒) Dhurr, summary is, he was of immense help to us. He only left for his park after ensuring we were safely tucked into the buses 'jetting' us to our camps. He even paid for the drop 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 (his niceness is what's making the tears flow, lol). Lol, funny thing is, not one of us had the slightest idea of the Hausa language Mr. M and the driver were communicating in, so we just kept our cool and watched. Both even argued a bit over tran...

Ok... I'm supposed to have done this earlier. Like, way earlier, but then... I really shouldn't use procrastination as an excuse again right? It's cliché. Trust me, ion have no excuse. Errr, I'll love to share my NYSC camping experience, yayyyyy! (Well, maybe a bit of the fullblown NYSC tho, since this is coming much later after camp. All the experiences have kind of intertwined). NYSC is the Nigerian Youth Service Corp, a scheme that came to life in May 1973 by the Gen. Yakubu Gowon, to include Nigerian graduates in the process of developing the Nigerian nation and it lasts for a one year period. (Errm, you can read up on NYSC for more info, so we save time 🤗🤗 Thanks lovelies). Well, it all started on the 2nd of November, around 1am thereabout (it was my birthday, so how could I possibly forget 😎). So, this' how the NYSC thing works, you register (say 2/3weeks earlier, after which you'll be mobilized to serve the country in one of the 36 states that mak...

So... Yes. I saw this and I couldn't ignore. The baby 😥😥😥😥 Men are suffering, children are dying, mothers watching their children in pain, hungry, unable to help the situation, sometimes considering euthanasia. The fun part is, amongst these people, you'll see the overfed, who eat and throw away, who have a thousand reason to not lift a finger to help these needy... Humans, high time we became humane. Yes, this isn't about the jokes, not long notes... And maybe I don't even know what direction this page is going... As long as I'm writing, it's all that matter (professionally or not), it's my pen and paper... EyilZ