The Visit

The journey to Deli's university was long. N. Ealy, Danny, Yard and I We took the train and the bus. A combination of these two make a long journey... well to a person who only takes the bus i.e me. So we get to Twickenham after the longest bus journey ever, and wait at a bus stop for Deli and and her friends who are by the way shopping in kingston.

At the bus stop we were already making plans for our way back home. Don get me wrong were wanted to visit Deli but we also needed to know our way out of the backwoods known as  Strawberry Road, Twickenham.  We did that and carried on our conversations about old times and again how I slapped Lara (which was totally an accident even if some people might not think so) and how to lose your virginity riding a bicycle... 

Suddenly a black 'Ka' (car) speeds past us and all we hear is BLACK PEOPLE!!!

All I'm saying is Thank the good Lord we saw Deli in the car with whomever shouted that out because some of us would have gotten into 'BEEF MODE' - N. Ealy and Danny. I'm the calm person in our friendship. I would have just closed my eyes and prayed to God to strike the person with lightning. And i'm sure that would have happened because Jesus is my homeboy you know what I mean. 

We met up with Deli who introduced us to Shamilla (crazy girl - I mean totally insane. I mean 'Ceyda Dag and beyond' Insane) and one of her other friends Christina ( white and lives in Woodgreen-- 'nough said). Btw shamilla shouted it out but later explained not that we asked. Deli took us to her canteen and I think i met the man I might be marrying (he is not aware of these preparations). He was soooo Hot with a capital 'H' did you see the capital 'H'. he is that hot. i was mouthing it to deli who was shaking her head indicating that he has a girlfriend but that did not stop me Auntie M from thinking of how hot he was. but moving on we were introduced to more people and I counted only 8 black people including the 3 of us but whatever. Dinner finished and we ordered chinese for ourselves.

The 18's and over were planning to go to the club, I was planning to go home so that Left Yard all by himself in Deli's Dorm room. Can everyone please say ' AWWWW'.  Before we left, there was a fire alarm which was caused by Irene ( she's really sweet and very irish--Its beautiful)  and her hair straighteners. Now Deli being Deli refused to leave and so the rest of us didn't. the 18 year olds went clubbing and I went home with crazy people on the train while Yard was all alone. But not to worry He will be 18 in  2 weeks while my crappy birthday is on the last possible day. Im still tryna figure out the possibilities of that. 

I know this story is not that interesting but I haven't written in so long that i feel compelled to share this with you.

Stressed, Stressed And Doubly Stressed

I came home tonight with intent on finishng coursework. I decided that my shelf was unorganised so I went to organise it in order to make things easier for myself in the future. I stumbled across some test papers and thought oh I know this why dont I just try it... My friends it was not that easy. It just made me get more stressed because I decided that I actually know nothing. Zilch. Didly Squat. Zero. Nothing!!!

I am still sorting things out but right after that i am going to do my coursework and try as hard as I can to finish it. Then head straight for my books. In other word I will be sleeping around 1 a.m.

Life is such a bitch.

I Will Rather Be Eating Jollof Rice Right Now

Im in the library at college doing coursework. Well now im blogging but you know what I mean. This coursework started in july and its the end of march and im still not finished but I'm determined because frankly I need it to pass my A2 Biology and Miss bloody Kelly (God bless that woman) is presurising me. I will get through it once im finished here.

Im gonna have to leave school earlier than I should because i've got womens problems.... thats too much information but I will write anything right now to keep me from doing my work. Hmmmm I know I can't keep running away from my problems i.e coursework and some bitches, but sometimes you have to run as far as your energy can take you. This is bad advice but im not asking anyone to take it.

My friend is sitting across the room searching beyonce's new song. Let me tell you now the boy is obsessed. But I dont blame him we all get obsessed with somthing or someone sometime. Right? Well mine is Lamman Rucker (pictured). Oooooooo HOT! HOT! HOTTIE!!! Can someone please say "We don't need no water let the mother burn". He isnt really an obsession but he is who I am into right now. Its lunch time now so im gonna leave and go home. Yay! First I need to conclude my day with a Triangle Talk I'll let you know what that means later. Ciao!

I Am So Blogging Right Now: Jollof Life In The Making

Hey ya'll, its Auntie Mina, the one and only here. OMG I was chatting to one of my friends while I was setting this up. We were actually doing one together so you could say I have 2 blogs but obviously this is my personal one.

Well first things first Im Auntie Mina and you can probably tell I'm of african decent (jollof) - Ghana. You are probably wondering why 'Auntie Mina'? The only answer I can give is that alot of people call me by that (even my dad sometimes and my uncle yesterday) and ironically im not even an auntie - yet. Alot of people associate me with jollof rice (I guess because I eat it all the time. Lol my mum even made some today). My friend even said I should make jollof rice and put them in tins, call them 'Auntie Mina's Jollof Rice In A Tin and sell them in Tesco. Lolololol that always gets me. I just hope he was joking.

This blog will not be about everytime I eat jollof its going to be about my crazy life as crazy girl who is nearly at the end of her teenage years. I only wrote Jollof Life because Crazy Life Sounds boring. Catcha later my dad just got in im gonna annoy him and he best not shout at me. Hehe