The Journey so far (entry log 3)

Another day gone by and im absolutely bored, hence, i decided to update my blog.  I still need to decide how regularly i want to be doing this but to be frank there doesn't seem to be much happening or maybe not enough for meto update or report. But ive decided to do this every week and im gonna sticking to it,...what about???!!! that's another question for another day.

For now im just going to keep trying to reach out to those that want to be reached. After a couple of years in this wonderful city of Cardiff, i want to believe that i can almost confidently call it home, 'Whats life in Cardiff like??' *scratching my head tho*. I think the one thing i definitely love about this city, is its serenity. That's almost the only thing i can say i love the most. Its peaceful green and all that, knowing where im coming from, everything works which is the plus side. The negative side is the loneliness it sometimes bring. No big families around for unnecessary gatherings, no hanging out at some pub because they aint light at home and the generators wouldn't come on till a certain time. Believe me as annoying as it may have been, it allowed for social gatherings and groups. I've got to admit there ain't no place like home, especially in the little big City of Lagos, Nigeria. The constant hustling and hassling, the challenges the commotion, the surprises, the havoc, the heat, there's always something to either lament or talk about. Unlike in the UK where everyone minds their business and stay to themselves except of course the prying eyes of the government and media who seem to find something to occupy their time with. One thing im grateful for is the experience and change in lifestyle i have experienced*grinning my teeth*, from the fancy array of international dishes, to clothing and best of all 24/7 electricity. 

Because i cant necessary lament to anyone around whom is willing to actually listen and empathize with me, like i said in entry log 1, i'm going to pour it all out on my Blog.

So, its month end and of course there are bills to be paid. After receiving my payslip for working so hard for the month and Her Royal Majesty has taken whats duely hers. I look at whats left and shake my head in despair. I start to calculate all the other things i have to pay,from mobile phone bill to electricity, internet, TV , TV license (for watching TV ooo), MOT, Council Tax, Car Insurance, Water Bill, Sewage then rent....all from the same monthly wage. Choiiii theris God ioooo!!!!! All i have is about 10% of my wage for any other emergency and savings. But that's the price we have subjected ourselves to pay, well not to talk about other people but that's the price i have decided to pay for the so called life on the other side. Oh well!!!! E go better.

There is a common misconception i want to address though. When people back home ask, "oh where are you based?", i always say cardiff, the next question they ask is do you know this person or that person. Then i ask, 'where they are they based or living', guess the reply? "I'm not sure but they are in london" I'm not in freaking London, i live in Cardiff which is in Wales and part of the United Kingdom, and people from wales aren't British they are Welsh. No disrespect but it drives me nuts...but that's story for the Gods. I love my people regardless.