A wardrobe full of clothes that still had their tags on.
its Saturday morning and the birds are cheeping,the day is bright,and am still in bed doing nothing,not just because i don't want to but because i have nothing doing,hmm,what a world,this country is hard mehn,no job,no company is recruiting for workers,I will just lay here on my bed till that closed door opens,aha,tracy has a book she is writing on,I have told her severally that this won't work in this country,the government doesn't care about what people say,so passing the people's message through a book won't change anything,what about me,I have a lot of skills,but that won't pay me well,how many of my city girls can take relationship advice from someone who can't even get a job,or keep a relationship,wow,I have so many BUT'S in my life so how will I cope with questions like,how many of your problems have you solved,can you keep a man,and many more,I have a lot of potentials in me,but due to situation I can't even show case them,what a world....