When you live in a “compound” you’ll understand what “real struggle” is. No, No, No, real struggle is not walking in on your fiancee cheating on you with your best friend. Real struggle is spending an hour and half at the public bathroom waiting your turn, fighting your way through some bullying neighbors to bath … Continue reading Our Public Toilet
Recently, I’ve been frequenting the toilet, not because I wanted to ‘shit’ or ‘piss’ but because it was actually the one place I knew I could go where no body could hear or see me cry. My favorite place in the world. For those who do not know, my visiting days to the toilet began … Continue reading The Toilet Visitor
Of course, I got to lectures late. What self respecting big boy like me comes to lectures early? That’s for all those silly efficos that carry textbooks bigger than their heads with authors whose names they can’t pronounce. Yes, those same effico that will still be counting ceiling boards in the exam hall. Me? I … Continue reading Battle of the Bowel