Weird Much

Well, this is just banter, really...

So, here’s the thing... I’m weird. Or at least, I think I am. I like and do weird things that make sense only to me. For instance, I genuinely enjoy the smell of a refuse dump or anything that smells bad (yes, I know, don’t ask).  

I love being in my own bubble, lost in my thoughts. Honestly, I could stay in my home for years without feeling the need to interact with people. And I’d be perfectly fine.  

I love cooking, but here’s the twist, I hardly eat. I can go days without feeling hungry or even thinking about food. Weird, right?  

There are days when I’m on top of the world, buzzing with happiness, and other days when I’m buried in sadness. No in-between.  

Sex? Oh, I love it, but lately, let’s just say it’s been a drought, and guess what? I’m oddly okay with that too. Told you, I’m weird.  

I’m a serial dabbler. I can’t stick to one thing at a time. I have about 17 business Instagram pages (crazy, I know), and 6 or 7 of them are active. The rest? Well, I’ll get to them eventually.  

I do quirky things like liking social media posts just to make the numbers a round figure. If I see 199 likes, I’ll like the post just to make it 200. I also like posts just because they don’t have enough likes, and I imagine it’ll make the poster happy.  

Sometimes, I wonder if I’ll ever have millions of naira/dollars just chilling in my account. And then I ask myself, “Why am I working so hard again?”  

I believe in living life on your own terms. No manual, no rules, just vibes. After all, we only get this one life.  

Now, religion? That’s a tricky one. I grew up in a Christian home, but I’m not so sure where I stand. I love the idea of God, but I don’t entirely believe. It’ll take a lot to make me understand it all. 

Marriage? I still don't think it's cut out for me. I think I’m just too much of a free spirit, but who knows?

Kids? Not really my thing, but I had one to stop family members from bugging me. Now? I love my child to the moon and back.  

I’m a certified night crawler... up most nights and almost never napping during the day.  

I’m a hopeless romantic. I love *love*. I binge romantic movies, Google the actors, and lowkey hope they’re a couple in real life. 

The irony? I love horror movies just as much as I love romantic movies. I can't seem to explain this one.

I love my simple life, but I still wonder what it’s like to never work a day in your life, or to be a billionaire.

Deep down, I think I just want to be a babygirl. Just enjoy life without worrying about money.

Like I said, just banter.  

XOXO,  

Lama.

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