Starting out…

It’s the second day of the year and at 23:39 (GMT +1) Naija time ‘am still at work!

I have told myself that I must make a very firm decision about my time disbursement and management. The worst part is that I don’t readily agree that I’m a workaholic. The truth is I’m scarcely less busy; I never stop reading actually. And when ‘am not reading then I am doing something with my time; and I grew up thinking sleep was for the lazy! Besides, I don’t really read what people read. I, somehow, always find myself doing something only a few even know about, let alone, read or do.

Anyways, I just made this new friend. Some of you guys may know her by blog, Pamela Stitch. She thought she knew me but it turned out to be my name sake and childhood friend she knew but then we got talking and stuff anyway. We’ve been chatting for long hours (in 2 days) like we had known each other from before ‘cause our history brushed past each other’s somehow but that girl should just quit everything and go and join EFCC. She thinks ‘am “yahoo yahoo”: can y’all imagine that? I told her I was gonna tell everyone this, be very careful if you get to chat with her because she no go yarn pem but you go don tell your mama middle name sef. Anyway, I told stuff about me that are really harmless but the way the chick take lock up ehn, na only at gun point she fit tell you her state of origin for Naija.

But seriously, I truly need ideas on what (other) constructive stuff a young man can do with his time. I have given all my time to work and achieving personal goals that ‘am starting to think that I might be pushing myself too far. Don’t get me wrong, I am not at all eccentric. I have more room in me than you can imagine: I do extra long hours in the office EVERYDAY but not at all for myself! (I will tell you that on another blog.) I haven’t sealed off my NY resolutions list yet so, your advice will definitely help. To give you a clue, my utmost priority is to become better by the minute in everything I do. I am a very loyal, deeply family-oriented guy. I love like a fool! People say I am smart yet they pick ten thousand holes in most things I say so I truly don’t believe them anymore. So if you have tips on getting smarter, please forward them to me as well.

Finally, anybody wey know Pamela Stitch, make dem go tell am say I no be YY boy abeg. I dey work like jacky for my money! Cheers.