MY YAHOO BOY EXPERIENCE

EPISODE 1

My name is Edidiong Ugoma, I am 21 years old and I am fresh out of the university. I was born into one of those homes you would call average, in the sense that we always had food to eat,the necessities we needed and we got good education. My parents aren’t overly religious, but they sure as hell are overly protective and I was their only daughter so you can imagine the pressure. I went to mission schools, like OLA and the rest and wound up in a Christian private university. I was sure going to become the president of CAN one day.

Now because of all these restrictions, on a scale of one to ten I was a very decent girl. But deep down, I knew that a part of me wanted to break out, see the world, explore, do all the fun stuff that youths these days carry out. I didn’t want to do bible study classes any more or evangelism outreaches, as they had been my bread and tea for the past twenty years of my life.

So I studied hard, not because I wanted to make anybody proud but, because I knew that if I came out top of my class, companies usually present at the valedictory service would pick me and offer me a job so I wouldn’t have to go back to prison which was my parents. You can say bad motive but good intentions, I really do not care. With every passing day, I knew that my freedom was near. It was tough, I mean I had to become a geek, but my end goal was worth it all or so I thought.

Valedictory service came and as predicted, I was the best graduating student in my year and my department, a first class in software engineering! Father could not be prouder. Barely 2 days after the ceremony, I already had 6 offers to go with, but I chose oracle because hey! They are the WHATS UP sort of like the kardashian family in the tech world.

Headquarters Lagos! God is really good to me! I was finally free and miles away from home, with a good job, great salary and a lit accommodation. Oh lest I forget there was an official car too, but I did not know how to drive thanks to my prison days, so I needed to take lessons.

So I was supposed to be grooving abi? Living the lavish life. But I wasn’t, as two months had passed and I had the same routine. Wake up, have a bath, eat, get to work, have lunch, more work, get home, dinner, a movie maybe and the circle again. If you’re wondering about my weekends, it was majorly for driving lessons and grocery shopping. I almost felt like going back to school and failing woefully, maybe life would have been a little more fun. I was finally with freedom as a kin, yet it felt like I was in another prison, except unlike the former one it was created by the prisoner herself! So much for freedom!

Then I met Gika……..

To be continued !