Today is the D-day. It’s the day of workers-in-training
exam. I’m not satisfied with my preparation cuz a few things keep disappearing
from my memory. I haven't shown Amara the text her husband sent me. When I told
her about his call, she just said she don't know what's wrong with him. Ibe
called again in the morning just before I went to shower. I picked the call
said hello a few times and he didn't say anything. I let it read up to fourteen
seconds of silence before I cut the call.
I wondered why he didn't say anything. Was he thinking I
wouldn't pick his call? Foolish if that's the reason. That’s his business. I
wore my jacket for the first time in ages. I then showed the text to Amara. In
my exact words I said; Amara lekwa texti oma Ibe sendiri.
Meaning look at the wonderful text Ibe sent. She didn’t say anything after she
read it. I didn’t say anything either. I have a workers-in-training exam today
I don’t want any foolishness to mess it up. I got to church on time. Bro
Johnson took Open Heavens after which the workers in training exam commenced.
The workers-in-training exam was okay. It had a short
answer section, a memory verse section and essay section of 5 questions to
answer 3. I only answered one from the memory verse, three from the essay a
couple from the short answer part. Assessing my performance, I passed. The
result will be announced next class.
There was a guest minister, Pastor Ayo. He's also a
musician, producer, multi-instrumentalist, etc. He plays sax mostly. Today was
one of those days when the equipment decided to malfunction and the technical crew
was helpless to salvage it on time. This pastor took the stage to 'saxify' us
but the mics didn't want any part of it. Nevertheless the show must go on. He
continued like that till the end. I felt him a little bit, I knew I would've
felt it more had the mics worked. I love sax and violin very much. The youth
were in charge of today's service. It was awesome.
The guy that led choir today was something else. I haven’t
seen him before. The guy is a talented born entertainer. Toward the end of the
service our pastor introduced the CD of the guest pastor and saxophonist, then
I understood why the microphones rebelled. The CD goes for N2000! Are you
kidding me? Said they produced it in South Africa. In my mind I was like no way
I’m gonna get 100 feet near that CD lol. If I’m lying I’m dying. I prayed a
prayer of faith believing God for ultimate solution to my current accommodation
palaver. I‘m so convinced in my spirit He
has answered my prayer. When I got home nobody was home. I don’t know where
they were. I washed few items and went to Caesar's place, we are heading to the
pool.
The pool today was something that marvels the
imagination. Me and Caesar went with Ruth and Folake and we met one of their church
member Ese. Ese was a wild one. She isn’t the shy type and doesn’t hold back. It
was fun galore from start to finish. As a matter fact we didn't want to finish.
I've never soaked myself this long in a pool before! Oh well my eyes are
bearing the brunt now. I was supposed to attend house fellowship but.....
Beloveth I haven’t eaten today but the massive
jollification has exiled the hunger from my system. I don't even know what food
is with my level of overflowing testosterone. Every end was once a beginning so
our pool leisure came to an end. We went home. I stayed at Caesar's a little as
I fell asleep in a flash. I went home when I woke up. The house was still a
ghost of itself. Ibe and Amara were still gone. I don't mind if they sleep
wherever they went. A peace of mind and privacy is all I ask. Is that too much
mate? I took my clothes from the line. I bought a drink and a snack. Already I
ate one small corn at Caesar's. That was all I tasted today. Now that my
testosterone high has come down, I finally realized how hungry I was. I can’t
cook anything now. My eyes are hurting, I just want to sleep.
