Whatsup

Okay so I have read other blogs and from day one people have read their blogs. No o. Mine aint nobiody here yet. Its all good I will use this time to develop my writing. Actually now I am just a tad bit tipsy. HAd me some chanpagne and for the first time, does this happen to anyone, I cant crack my knuckles coherently. I have this funny feeling in them.
Anyway, get personal. I am in this program byu this Indians. They give you some theoretical training and start marketting you with 5 years experience, with companies you never worked for and stuff you never did. Hmm God save us from USCIS and desperation. Na desperation bring me come here. THey even give you a guest house. Well... had this roomate who has 2 PhD's. I wnder wetin he dey do for here.
Tbhe thing about desperation is we never get to see the possible, we run for whatever comes ourt way which seems to get us closer to what we want. An over 30 lady meets guy who has the slightest ineterst and is suddenly interested too never mind he that even though he has goals, it doesnt match with hers, even though he knows what he wants, she doesnt fit into it, even if he is going somewhere it has nothing to do with her destiny. You have no job, one comes along that does nothing for your future anfd you hold on to it give it your all, it drains you. Becuase of American imigration you sell your soul even if for a few couple of years, not minding the moral ethical delima u have to face or that you are been raped metaphorically made to do that which you never dreamed will be your move.

i got desperate, I did what I had to do, now I look back, I could have done better. but life goes on, I live with m decisions. THe house smells of curry, the snoring from him is getting louder and though I dont care much, when he stops snoring it feels like he died and I have to stay awake till he continues to snore again, and I get no sleep. HA!