Today is our workers-in-training review session class
against the exam tomorrow. Today is also a church youth power summit tagged 3Gz
- God, Guys & Girls. I woke up feeling so attached to the bed, I didn't
want to wake up. I literally pried myself out the bed with self-will pry bar. I’m
sure some pieces of me that didn't wanna let go are still glued tightly to the
bed. I showered and left for the review class which starts at 8:00am.
The review session was helpful, it refreshed our memories
on some little things you might’ve forgotten. Still if you haven't read up
until now, it will do you not much good. After the class we did sanitation.
After that I helped with setting up the place for the youth's program. I did
the much I can and went home. I ate some bread and had a really long siester. I
slept till I got tired of sleeping still I hadn't had enough. I didn't attend
the youth program, didn't plan to anyway. I tried to do final revision for my
exams tomorrow. I keep forgetting what I’ve read, God help me o!
Amara prepared food. I ate, thanked her and continued
reading. She wasn't feeling well. Ibe came in went straight to the kitchen did
whatever it was noisily like the kitchen community or ecosystem protested his
visit. He left as quickly as he came in saying no word to no one. I got the
funniest call from Ibe at exactly 22:03:55pm and I’m not even laughing.
Incoming call caller id was his name I thought maybe it was Amara since I saved
all their numbers with his name cuz I can’t imagine him and his bloated ego
calling me. He might as well put it on Facebook. Oh well I was wrong. The line
was a bit bad but my phone call recorder picked the thirteen seconds call
nicely. Immediately I said hello the next racket that polluted my ear was;
Ibe: Don’t Worry
Very Soon I Go Pack Make You And Amarachi Live Together Eh.
Me: Eh?
Ibe: Don't Worry
Emechaa, Very Soon I Go Pack So That You And Amarachi Go Live Together Eh.
And the line went dead. Slowly I lowered the phone from
my ear, staring at it like a strange object I’m seeing for the first time. My
first reaction was a puzzled expression on my face and mind. I stared bemusedly
and intently at my phone for a pretty long time as though it had played a
pointless prank on me. Waiting for the phone to confess that it was just a
prank but it didn't happen. I looked deeply at the cloak of darkness that wrapped
me up on the staircase, scanning for answers to assure me I just imagined what
happened. I didn’t get any assurance either. What kinda brainless call is this? This guy
has finally lost it. I’m sure I have said that a couple times before, I’m
serious this time. This guy never ceases to amaze me.
Why was he not man enough to tell it to my face all this while
we sleep in the same room?
One of his major flaws is how he holds
concretely onto his delusional thoughts as if they are well proven and
established facts!
People go through really unbelievable things, this
situation has thought me so much. Beside the strife and troubles, I should be
glad for the life teachings. Should I play this call for his wife? I think I
should. So she could brace herself to living with me, that doesn’t even make
sense as a joke. Is he trying to be a shirker and shirk his responsibilities?
Did I ever expressly or by implied tell him in words or action that I had any
interest whatsoever to live with his wife? I dey madt?
All I ever asked him to do was take responsibility, find
an accommodation of his own and live with his family there like a man of his
status should do. Instead of thoughtfully thinking a way forward and out of
this mess, he is zealously interested in and invested his time chasing his tiny
tail. Trust Ibe to always come through with something spectacularly stupid. And
the monumental mindless misguided telephonic attack continues. Little did I
know the worst is yet to come. Ibe didn't sleep in the house, God knows where
he slept. From his new abode, wherever that is, he sent me a brainless text at
3:29am. You wouldn't believe your eyes, I didn't. The text goes;
''Inexpirencd?Kp deceivn urself.ur wit her, my
wife nw!wat u v always wanned!Hws d pussy...U lik?u v hlpt wreck my fam in2
shreds.all I askt4 was hlp til i find a plac.bt all 4d pussy u wudnt set ur own
had rite.sleepn wit her alone in ur hous is great hlp thnx a lot.hpe u kno wat
u v don & r doin?yea u do!''
He seems pretty loaded with brainlessness today. Earlier
it was a brainless call, now a brainless text. First of, I won't reply that brainless
text, I disincline to discredit my intellectual prowess by dignifying a garbage
with a response. Secondly I don't even know what the hell he meant by
'Inexpriencd'. At this point nothing will surprise me again. His delusion,
insecurity and paranoia has reached all-time high. I think he seriously needs a
mental help, to avoid a permanent residency at 'Yaba Left'. I admit
embitterment coursed through my vein at the text. Just because you know a mad
will throw stone at your valued glass and break it doesn’t mean you won’t feel anything
when it happens.
All I did was shelter him and his family disregarding the
tremendous inconvenience and sacrifice it saddled on my shoulder and this is
the motherf**king thanks I get? Let no man blame me for his irresponsibility
and the misfortunes he single-handedly brings upon himself by his own hands.
Only God can judge me now. Now I see why Amara wore a trouser and shirt to bed
other than her usual wrapper when Ibe was around. I can understand that.
Ibe is always so quick to spew some crazy things that
makes me wonder what actually goes on in his heart. The bible clarifies it in
Luke 6:45 which says;
"A good man out of the good treasure of
his heart bringeth forth that which is good; and an evil man out of the evil
treasure of his heart bringeth forth that which is evil: for of the abundance
of the heart his mouth speaketh."
They say show me your friend and I'll tell you who you
are, that saying won't work here. Please for my sake make an exception and
disregard that saying. I’m nothing like this guy and never will!
