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Drugs.

The hour of judgement is here. I don’t feel right talking about this for so many reasons but, I shall, I will, I must prevail.

As a doctor in the making, I feel the need to give a definition of drugs.

“A substance or other preparation used for the treatment or prevention of disease”

That definition looks too complicated, I didn’t even bother reading it. To me, drugs are anything that makes you feel better; medicinal or not. If weed makes you feel better then, weed is your drug. For me, love is my drug.

I don’t believe in judging people so, I can’t really say “Drugs are of the devil” or “Only agbero’s take drugs” or anything of that nature. I’m not a druggie, I refuse to venture into that side of life but at the same time, I don’t look down on people who do. We are not aware of why people take drugs or what they’re going through. They might be depressed or frustrated. Different people have different ways of dealing with their problems.

I hate to draw a conclusion about people based on one single action but rather on the underlying reason or their intentions. Meanwhile, is weed classified under drugs?(Not like anyone will answer that. Bless you shy readers). Drug use is only a problem to me when one is hooked on it. When it begins to mess with your brain. When professional help is needed.

I haven’t really done a good job giving my views on drugs but, all I have to say is that I don’t think it’s particularly wrong but at the same time, I can’t be friends with people that take drugs regularly. Neither can I be with someone that takes drugs.

Alcohol.

If you did secondary school chemistry, you will know that alcohol is nothing but a two carbon chain hydrocarbon with an ‘H’ group being replaced by an ‘OH’ functional group. I fail to see the harm in that. I mean both alpha and beta glucose have an ‘oh’ group on them. Then again, so does Benzene and that’s harmful. They have different structures so, as a biochemist, I shouldn’t really compare both of them.

I personally don’t have a problem with alcohol. I hear people constantly condemning others that drink or get drunk occasionally and, it makes me frown. I never frown so, that’s how bad it is. The world needs to understand that there is a difference between people who drink and alcoholics. For me, alcohol is….hmmm. I’m trying hard not to say anything that’ll jeopardize my future. Wouldn’t want any silly scandals later in life if I end up being famous.

Alcohol could be some people’s drug as it allows you to forget about the pain and the hurt and all of those rubbish emotions just for a while. That’s all some people need sometimes. You think people like the bitter taste of that shit? If I need vodka to have fun, get rid of my nerves and forget about my series of unfortunate events for one night then, vodka is what I will have. You can sit back and judge me all you want but, that would never make you a better person. There’s nothing wrong as long as you’re not a drunkard. Using our children’s school fees to buy scotch and Jägerbomb ? Nah br’uh.

Love,
Drinky Drinky A
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This is hard to answer to be honest. Now you would think that after having been through primary school, high school and alevels that, I would know, without doubt where I’d want to be 10 years from now. That is very far from the truth.

I used to know exactly what I wanted to do, when I wanted to do it and how long it would take me to do it. The plan was to go to America, do a foundation year, get into uni for premed at 15, get into medschool, get out at 23, get married to my beautiful mixed race god at 25, have 8 children, live in a castle with my beautiful family and have a ‘happily ever after’ ending. Ho Ho Ho. I was mistaken. I ended up in England and, so many things went wrong. I’m still on the biochemistry-medicine route but…

I apologise for not finishing the last paragraph. I was afraid of getting too deep. Anyway, I’ve had to change my plans for the future so many times that, I’ve given up on making specific plans. I know what I want to be which is ‘happy’ but, where I want to be isn’t very clear to me. I think I’m scared of making plans and being so hopeful only for me to be disappointed…again.

Regardless, I’ll still write about where I’d be happy to be 10 years from now.

In ten years time, I trust that God will allow me to have been through with biochemistry and medicine. As well as my two years of foundation(internship). I also believe that as I’d be 28, I wouldn’t be as single and lonely as I am right now (I’m actually not lonely but..). I want to be married. Maybe not with kids but, with someone. I’d like to be a junior doctor training to be a neurosurgeon. I don’t care about where I live or where I work or how wide my social circle would be or who exactly it is that I’d be married to but, I just care about my career and how much I would have achieved for myself by then.

This is extremely short for me but, that’s roughly where I’d like to be 10years from now but, God could change it all. I just have to stay believing that it’ll all work out for my good. (Romans 8:28)

Love,
Career Oriented A
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I have a feeling people are interested in my reply to this question only because I always write about ‘my love’. Hmmmm. Now who exactly is my love? Some guy I’m obsessed with or my boyfriend? Is A in a relationship? Does she even fancy the idea of commitment? Does she have the qualities of a girlfriend? Does she have potential suitors? Is she a victim of unrequited love? Is she too unattractive to captivate the attention of any of the boys she has encountered? Is she a lesbian? Is she really a girl?! Why am I talking about myself in third person? Omg omg I know something that you don’t know. Unfortunately, you’ll find out in the next few paragraphs so, you’ll know exactly what I know and, this wouldn’t be fun anymore 😦

I had to glance up at the title again to be sure that this post actually answers the question. I happen to be an expert at going off point in almost everything I write. Essays, blog posts, cards, even when I’m speaking. Funny enough, I’m beginning to go off point again.

So I’m on my 3rd paragraph and I haven’t answered the question *glances back at title*. I happen to have a distinct relationship status. For normal people, you’re either in a relationship or single . To me, that sounds like ‘you’re either in bondage or lonely and miserable’ and, I am neither to be honest. I’m actually a bit of both which makes me special. Not crazy or weird but, special. I am in a relationship with someone who isn’t really aware of our relationship. This way, I’m off the market but, I’m not in bondage. At the same time, I’m semi-single. I’ve got the beeeeest of both worlds jenebdksjsu then I rock out the show. Yurrrr. All you have to do is like someone that’ll never return the favour. It’s simple really.

I have a feeling a lot of you have now concluded that I am a nut case and, I don’t blame you. However, if you knew me you’d know that I’ve been yarning dust in the past 3 paragraphs. I am single and ready to mingle with all the beautiful boys in the world.

This is the part where I’m supposed to discuss the single life and the reason why I made up all that nonsense in the beginning. I’ll tell you a secret now…I have been single all my life so, I can’t really “discuss the single life”.But, shh don’t tell anyone cause more often than none, it pushes boys away. No one wants a jjc(Johnny just come AKA a learner) in the relationship sector. It’s almost like making a fresh graduate the MD of a company.I’ll just tell you about my life. An example of the single life.

Being single allows me to do anything I like, whenever I like and with whoever I like. I can shake hands with whichever boy I want to(I don’t really mean shake hands btw ^_^), go partying in the middle of the night and ‘gnird’ all the boys in the club if I fancy, Flirt flirt flirt. It’s ridiculously fun. Whoo! Being single removes the guilt that is almost always present when talking to people of the opposite sex. I could have a few boys on my case, probably leading them on but, still flirting with another hot mixed race boy and, I wouldn’t feel guilty one bit. The plan is to have as many ‘runzers’ as possible. I’m single right? Why limit yourself to like only one boy? Why flirt with only one boy? Why go out on dates with only one boy? Why kiss only one frog? Why restrict yourself? People in relationships believe that single people are having the time of their lives so, we might as well make it seem like we are. Go single people! We are great, oh yes we are! Me, I’m having fun sha I don’t know about the rest of you.

However great I have made my single life seem, there will always be setbacks, cons, disadvantages. The thing is, I love my single life up until I start liking someone. It is only then that I begin to notice all the cute couples on the street and long for my very own emotional rock. Someone to lean on when I’m weak. Someone that’s more than just my friend. Someone to call whenever I like. Someone I can kiss any and everywhere. Someone to call me his. Someone I can call mine. Someone I am sure about. Someone that makes me laugh when I’m miserable. Someone I want to talk to about all my never ending problems. Someone older to always look out for me. Someone to help me grow emotionally. Someone smart that could bestow upon me his knowledge. Someone that I’ll be scared of losing. Someone that knows me and loves me regardless. Someone I know and love unconditionally. Someone, anyone. I am all for love. In love with the idea of being in love. It’s crazy really. I’ll begin to want dates and deep conversations and flowers and chocolates and strawberries and champagne and slow music and bare skin contact and hot baths and rose petals and hardcore mmmmm. I’m starting to fantasise now.

The point is, despite the fact that I have failed to experience life in a relationship, I still yearn for the romantic gestures. I long for the life of commitment. I dream of arguing with the love of my life and running back to apologise for fear of losing him. I want to leave my single life behind but, I am overcome by a fear of the unknown. I don’t know if that’s why the single people reading my blog are still single, I can only speak for myself. I also don’t know if I have answered the question in the title. I doubt that would shock any of my frequent readers though. But, I have managed to summarize how my single life really is. I cannot compare or contrast between the single life and life in a relationship because I’ve never had the nerve to jump over that single-relationship fence or, walked through the doors of love and commitment. I’m not sure if that’s bad or not. I mean, I’m not 20 yet so there’s still plenty of time to look for husband (I’m beginning to sound like my mum with all this husband talk). The single life is the only life I’ve ever known, it’s what I’m used to so,can’t let it bother me.

Now, I have to work on ‘Day two’ hmph

Love,
Ever Single A
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