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My brother came home 2 weekends ago. It felt like its been ages since I last saw him. The car was full of laughter as usual, while Wande Coal's " Kiss your hand"  blasting and the three of us were shouting/singing along to it, almost sounding like a kid bop commerical lmao. Those moments are some of the best moments I have with my siblings, and  my dad  would say " enjoy the years you have with your siblings because a few years from now you'll only be getting a phone call or a visit once or twice a year". I kinda tear up at the thought now that I think about it; My brother could be in California or some warm state since he hates the cold, I could be in Belize or Nigeria or Paris or somewhere like that and my sister in New York. Knowing my brother, he would probably only call once or twice, most likely because he needs something or because hes injured him self and doesn't know what to put on the cut...I don't think he does this on purpose but hes painfuly quiet. You can ask him five questions and his response will be: uhuh, yea, no, ok. But once he starts with his pidgin? you can't get him to shut up. He's always adding 'oh' to the end of his sentences or 'ehen, you see it"? or starting his sentences with 'omo, or oga'. He's taught almost everyone on his team how to greet my dad in pidgin ( or anyone for that matter) and they all say " oga, how far" in which my father replies 'you are a mumu'...smh...his pidgin is improving though lol...his favorite Nigerian name to say ( for reasons unbeknownst to the rest of us) is tolulope...I guess he watches too many t-boy videos ( the don't jealous me dude)

My aunt took a nasty fall yesterday. She was going down stairs trying to turn off the dryer, and fell. Her clavicle popped out of its socket, and the EMTs/police/ firefighters came because she couldnt move. I felt bad, mostly because I or my sister should have been there to help her do whatever she needed to do, but we were at a car auction. She can never sit still. Shes either washing dishes or cooking or folding clothes and what not.




I've sent in all my applications for my schools except one, I'm hoping against hope, I get in and away from here.




My hair's been falling out like crazy. Its makes me depressed, but I can't cry. I'm all cried out. I'm used to the whole process: Fall out, grow back, fall out,grow back..its not like anyone actually cares especially not my family members except my mom & aunt, because afterall its just hair.The warm weather is back...and I'm not  looking foreward to the weather when it hits 80+....




America., has once again succeeded in making a Christian holiday, commericalized ( bunnies, eggs etc) kids didn't have school on Friday ( Good friday) because of a holiday most of them don't know the meaning of or even celebrate. Do they  assume everyone is a catholic/christian though? Why don't kids have no school on the hindu holidays? 


Happy Easter everyone.