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*peeks in shyly, waves around* Hi, My name is sumptuous and this used to/is my blog. Well i'm back (hopefully). Thanks to every one that commented on my previous post giving me advice, to all my followers, thank you. I feel like I don't deserve you guys. It's been like 3 months now and I almost dont know how to blog again. I'm still serving naija in the niger-delta region sha, made a whole lot of friends, gotten closer to my roomies, cried a lot, laughed a whole lot more, watched a ridiculous amount of naija movies, fallen in love, fallen outta love again, i've even gone to hating and despising menfolk, but we are cool right now sha (I think!). My broda now has a black belt in Taekwondo (so dont mess with me). Somebody needs to tell my roomates to get off my case this morning. I said I'll go to church, wetin come remain? Stop dragging off my blanket jare, It's cold jo. Yeah, u guessed right, I'm in bed typing on my mobile. Ehen, I remember sumtin else, my bestie found my blog. This how it happened, u know me I kuku like story. Well, babes calls me up, tells me she just acquired a 'bb' and knowing that i be online junkie, she asks me fun stuff she could do online and I suggest reading blogs, I then text girlfriend a random blog address. Fast foward to around 1.am, I get a text from homegirl calling me a fool girl (I love u D) that she had read my blog, the blog address I gave her had me on the bloglist, she loved it and was thinking of starting hers. Now she says she will be anonymous and she wont gimme her address. Abegi, what does she wanna write that I dont know about? Mscheeew! Well, girlfriend, bring it ON, I'm gonna find you. I gisted my roomies bout how my mom always talks bout how her 'spiritman' does not agree to do something or some ish like that and I usually ask her why not 'spiritwoman' since she is a woman (hope u get my attempt at a joke, I know I suck). Well, my roomies now say 'spiritman' One told me while ironing her clothes that her spiritman told her to wear dat dress. Another one says she'll start creaming her body with groundnut oil coz of d harmattan. Crazy gals, I kid ye not. I've gotta go now, hope this counts as a post and I've been forgiven for my absence. My hand aches already and my tummy is rumbling. Peace out.