The Capoeira Panda Pops His (blogging) Cherry

So this is like my first blog ever. I heard I’m just supposed to write out whatever simply hits my mind and on any particular topic. Guess I could try it.
The reason why I named my blog “Searching for Words” is because that’s how I am a lot of the time. I’m trying to bring up the words on some topic, but my mouth is simply not working as fast as my brain. So I just might be thinking a whole lot of things, but I never say them because by the time I open my mouth, those thoughts are gone and I’m left looking rather stupid with my mouth just hanging open and I’m not saying nothing.

Crazy huh?

So right now, I’m typing out my blog on Microsoft Word, ‘cos there’s no light and I won’t be able to post it up for a bit. Isn’t it so annoying what NEPA – I’m sorry, PHCN is doing to us? They just consistently screw up everything we try to do. Like, I was trying to download some Bleach Manga (yes, I’m a manga and anime fan), was about 52megs, and at 50megs, lights out. And I’m left spitting out curses like; “May the fleas of a thousand camels infest you bastards’ private parts!!!!!!” Damn. So right now I’m typing this out and it’s like, 8:48am but I have no idea when it’s gonna go up on BlogSpot ‘cos there’s no way I’m gonna be putting on the gen just to post this up (sorry). So yeah, I’m not really having a good day. Dolapo (my car) is at the mechanic. And I’ve been told she’s gotta go through some surgery which I really can’t afford right now (clutch burnt, gear box damaged…that kind of sh*t). And I’m mad as hell. Why you may ask??? Because dear reader, this damage was not brought about by myself, but by my darling sister and cousin!!!! And how did this happen??? Before I went back to school in January, I told my sis to leave the car alone, because the gear shift was giving problems, and if a person didn’t know that, they might keep shifting it into 3 instead of 1 which would of course, fry the clutch. I practically begged!!!! But did she listen???

Nope! She (in an effort to indemnify herself from responsibility) gave the car to my cousin MaryJ to drive, without telling MJ what was going on with Dolapo. MJ then proceeded to fry Dolapo’s clutch a bit, I come back home, and my sis is going on about how MJ is supposed to be a very good driver and this hadn’t happened when my dad’s driver had taken the car out and how come this happened when it was MJ that took the car out and just a whole lot of bullsh*t that was supposed to make it not her fault. And I’m not even ready to start yelling at her like I should but man WTF!!!! This is some old bullsh*t!!! Now thanks to her I’m the one suffering!!! I’m always suffering for this kinda sh*t. Even when it’s not my fault. Anyways, so I’ve been taking Dolapo around, trying to manage her as I do what I do (you know how I do) and then she starts giving me issues so I take her to Oga Femi(mechanic) for regular servicing, and he tells me all of this wahala is going on with Dolly. So what can I do? So I go to the old man and he, like the **** he usually knows how to be, proceeds to give me hell before he’ll help me out. I’ve never understood why he has to be like that all the time. Now he’s delayed me for like 3 hours, which will take a king sized bite outta my time so I’ll end up not being able to see “her” today, which I’d really like to do ‘cos I didn’t see her yesterday, and I saved some chops from last night’s dinner that my mama had.

So now, I’m sitting here, waiting for him to sha answer me and lemme get all this sorted out, I’m blogging and “she” flashes me. Now I want to talk to her, I really do. But I’m wondering if maybe I’m really a distraction that she doesn’t need in her life right now. She has exams going on and she promised me that she’d make me proud this semester so I don’t wanna be the reason she doesn’t fulfil her promise. In law I believe that would be called a ‘tender of performance’ right law students??? I know I was listening during my Business Law classes. Plus, there’s some other stuff going on with us that I really don’t know how to handle. And neither does she and it’s really screwing things up with her, with me… with us. But… “she” is a topic for another day I guess. Right now I have to sort out how I’m gonna get Dolly fixed up.

And my boy Slim just called and asked if I wanna be in a music video. Good old Capoeira style. From the name I’m sure you can tell that I’m into Capoeira right? And the story behind calling me “The Capoeira Panda” will be brought to light some other time. Anyways, ‘bout that video… wonder if I’ll be able to do it. Would be nice to be able to say “look mommy, mommy I’m on T.V!!!”
But let’s see how things go shall we??? So I’ll be posting this on BlogSpot ASAP, and y’all can lemme know what you think. Wonder if my blog will ever be as popular as Speechgirl’s… I’m sort of a fan of her by the way….

So… The Capoeira Panda has officially popped his (blogging) cherry. Hope this goes well. Maybe I’ll write something tonight (depends on how I feel).
Till next time my (maybe non – existent) readers. Domo Arrigato Gozaimasu!!!!!

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About The Capoeira Panda

Panda makes his home in the world of words and metaphors. In the hopes to be more than just a confused blogger, he currently works as the editor for an ecommerce company that was good enough to hire him, and lives with his flat mates & two imaginary dogs who get along just fine. He enjoys reading good books, writing, relaxing with his friends, & poking fun at his mother over the phone. When he's not doing any of these, he sometimes sits back and wonders why anyone expects to learn anything useful about him by reading this bio. View all posts by The Capoeira Panda

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