As you see me so...

You know sey I be mad man? On a very serious level now I think I don dey craze small, especially since I started blogging. Before I use to be subtly mad cos the things I thot about either stayed in my mind of just faded away but these days, withe this blog of a thing, I now have an archive of my craze. Everyone that knows me has called me a mad man u know...even my own mama said I was crazy cos pple who see me think I don't talk. She said some of her friends tell her that her son is so quiet but unfortunately they don't know me...wetin my mama mean sef ehn lol?
Anyway this one is by the way sha, as you see me so....

I've been reading pples blogs (obviously) and I can't help but try and imagine what some of the bloggers look like in real life, aside 4rm those who aren't anonymous and the ones I know in real life I find myself contructing mental pictures of bloggers as a kinda exercise for my imagination, especially if they've got music on the blog, I think a person's choice of genre and playlist can give a fairly factual insight into a person looks. I have been tempted to discard the anonymity but that wud just take the fun out of this whole blogging thing for me. Anonymous bloggers cud be anyone you know, I get on the bus, I see a chick and I think "Cud that be Miss Natural?" I get on the train and I see someone reading a novel and I can't help but wonder if that's juiceegal or even someone I haven't met yet...it's fascinating you know. If I hadn't told you I was tall wud you have guessed it, if I hadn't said I was Igbo wud u have known...cos pple see me and think I'm calabar which I'm still don't know if it is a compliment or a diss.

Someone told me today that I know how to make pple feel better and no matter how down they are all they do is call me and they feel better...so ontop of being a called a comedian and funnyman which are comments I dislike wiv a passion, I have now been branded a substitute for crack shey? Nice one oh! Sometimes I don't like being called funny, back in Uni it got to a point wen all I had to do was look at someone in my class for 10 seconds and they'd start laughing...No be lie I swear. One day I tried it, I stared at this chick in my class and she started laughing, no be sey i dey make funny faces oh! After the class she walks up to me wiv one of those "I'm stuck between a laugh and a smile" kinda expressions on her face and asks me "Scribbles u r funny oh!, why were you looking at me like dat?"...Imagine d madness? One day I was in my room in Uni and a friend drops by to tell me a group of girls want to meet me cos I know one of their friends and she said I was funny and cool to hang out wiv...so essentially he wanted me to go and meet pple I'd never seen before and live up to a reputation which was propagated by someonee else wivout my knowledge...No pressure right? I tell you it was even worse than an interview cos wen I got there it was like I was supposed to entertain them, like I was hired entertainment for this night and I'd better represent...I hated feeling like that, like I was supposed to be this funny, witty guy who's cute as well, like I was being analysed you know? I just sat there and tried to keep my mouth shut...which is something I am not known for...and find hard to do especially wen I'm around 5 girls and single lol! I make a sentence..casual statement...I say do you know u can make anything sound pervy like...they turn to the supposedly witty funny guy and asks how? I say, in a husky voice, "Babe can I sharpen ur pencil?...I can answer ur Phone?...Let me press ur remote control...I can play ur CD and tune ur radio..let me fix ur car!!!" By this time I swear someone has dropped on the floor....guess there's no fighting ur true nature is there?

Pple who knew me in sec skool nd first yr Uni
an't seem to understand how I look now, like I'm some Alien inhabiting Sir Scribbles body, they expect to see that average height, tiny voice, skinny nerd who use to sing d theme song of Pokemon, memorised 150 of them in evolutionary order and was so shy of talking to girls that he use to walk on the opposite side of the road so he wudn't have to say "excuse me" to the group of chicks chatting on the walkway...guess Puberty showed them huh? The other day one 40+ looking woman was Ogling me on the bus nd I didn't even find it d least bit flattering...infact it was gross...why did i even include that here...I don't need that kind of shit my life! I met someone who saw me last wen I was in first year Uni...I shit u not wen I say she cudn't recognise me...she'd changed as well but according to her I had "changed" . She's d Old flame I was talking about in the last installment of "Scribblenation"...apperently the flame is being rekindled...on both ends....

BTW I'm a die hard Man Utd fan and wen I do die I'd like to be buried in a Man United Jersey, Ronaldo can pack his kaya nd go but wat just pisses me off is the fact that we r selling to Madrid again..they took Ruud, Heinze, Beckham and now Ronaldo...it's like they are Yahoo boys nd we r Mugus 4 crying out loud...abi our negotiotors no sabi speak spanish? There's obviously some serious communication problems, how hard is it to tell them "WE NO DEY DO AGAIN U SPANISH SODS!!!!"

Oh...I don't like editting cos I think y'all smart enough to know I'm not an iliterate...so if you F7 this nd find grammatical inconsistencies then Ndo!