2009 is almost dead.
2010 is about to be read.
2009 is all but fully said
2010 is about to get heard...

NOTE: This (not the quatrain above, of course) is rather lengthy, I know. You really don’t have to read everything...because I wrote this primarily for me...and the me in you!

This year was not a particularly lovely year (most especially cheddar-ly). Everybody seemed not to really be in love with the damn year, and I know a few people who cannot wait for it to just end (guess they think it’s jinxed or something). Well, it’s going to end anyway (I don’t think Jesus is coming before the 31st)...and I’m looking forward with expectation (not faint hope) to the new year because I’ve created it and seen the preview before now, (you don’t want to know all that...it’s not really your business anyway) so for me it is just a waiting, no, preparing game. I’m not here to talk about ’10, that can wait for a few days; I’m still tying up the loose ends of the passing year...and this one must be taken care of NOW.

My immediate business is the traditional stock-taking that accompanies the twilight of each year and yes, I’m posting on Facebook (at least the aspects I think you might care for). Though I’m not a very emotional person (yeah, like most males claim), I might end up sniffling if I begin to reflect on the past year...but eh, who says I must not? At least I’m alone, and it’s 1:56 am. So let’s go...lights...mirror...REFLECTION!!! (or should I say “SPEECH”!!!)

The passing year has been a period in which I have experienced remarkable growth in diverse spheres of my life. I had ups and borehole-low downs. I had my fair share of the sad and the glad. I had good and I had the too bad-not-to-be-a-movie experiences. Point is, left or right, tight or shight, (lemme coin that, abeg) what I experienced most this year was just that – experiences...and eh, isn’t that what adult growth is about?

Spiritually, I have matured tremendously, and I thank God for that (don’t raise your eyebrows, I know what I mean). My life is set on a straight course towards destiny, which I couldn’t really have said about myself before this departing year. I have acquired (and I’m nurturing) some relationships...and that’s a key aspect of anybody’s life, except you’re as alive as the year 2009. Financially, weeeeeeeeeeell...you can still do something about that, my acc. no. is... (inbox me if you really want it). Need I say more?

I’m not following any laid-down format, but I must appreciate God (I do that everyday) for His mercies over the past months. This dude had a couple of close shaves and too many to mention “if not for...” situations. I know (epignosis, not even pistis) that my steps were divinely ordered even when I not so wisely miswaka-ed on some funny trips...He didn’t let me trip, let alone fall. Awesome God, na you o!

Here I just want to acknowledge with great gratitude and profound respect, the people who have made themselves special to me in the dying year, and who in doing so made an otherwise ordinary year a memorable one for me. They have made me laugh, think, think some more and cry a little...and even if the crying didn’t do me any good, well...it flushed my eyes!

I’m still pondering whether to name names or not...maybe I should not (truth is, in the draft, I named people, and ended up using two pages just for that). If you belong to that category, you know yourself (yes, you belong!). My folks, you are the best family in the whole world, at least the most suitable for me! My guys, I love y’all die! But eh “let’s get one thing STRAIGHT, I’ll never...” (Ofla, finish that for me...lol). Those who read and appreciate my writes on Facebook and elsewhere, I really hold you guys close to my heart...you guys are the ink to my pen. The applause always rings in my heart, and yeah, it’s a rather beautiful melody to me. Your gifts won’t ever go unnoticed in Jesus’ name. Amen (even if you no wan talk am, I don talk am for you).

Also, please forgive me if I’ve not been a good dude in your book this year...I’ll try better next year. All my shortcomings in ’09 are being considered and will be dealt with accordingly (such an official, customer care-ish tone, uh?). Those wey I no call as I suppose, wey I no s’aye for as I for like, wey I no give birthday gifts this year, just wait and see, ’09 is gonna be a cash splash...I believe (pistis now, please).

So now it is 3:02 am and yes, I’ve finished all that, at least the part that concerns you...directly or otherwise. I’m forgetting the ’09 behind and with ’10 in focus; I press toward the mark...yea! ’10 smells good, and I can’t wait to have a taste of her. You nko? And eh, please don’t ask me if I have a New Year resolution, I stopped those four years ago.

P.S: I was single all through this ’09 (officially)...someone should please tell that girl (she knows herself) to turn on the green lights so I can change my relationship status!!!