I’ll be ‘The Professor’ in money heist because for the first time since I escaped from in between my Mom’s legs, I felt I was on top of the world.
Growing up, birthdays are always like a public holiday around here. You wake up, morning devotion (open heavens), “happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you” immediately after devotion and that’s it for the day.
Not even cake! (Going by Busayo’s voice message attached to this diary — she tagged my kind a cultist😭).
This year’s own would always remain in my heart. Yes, I had cake. Plenty of it:
At the end of this diary, there are 4 people I want to specially appreciate for making this happen.
May 9, 2021 — I got back from church (my account balance and I made it out unharmed) to take off my sky-blue-Trad, eat rice, respond to those stubborn ones I asked not to wish me a happy birthday, and sleep!
But 5 people had other plans for me. I entered my house, headed for my room when I heard trumpet sounds. 😳
My heart did a 360 movement!
My first thought? Christ has come and I didn’t get to marry! 🥵
Lo and behold, it was a surprise party!!
My church members and family friends trooped out from all the corners of the house and were celebrating me.
Some even came to see me dance but I saw to it that they left disappointed. I can’t dance to save my kidneys.
Some even said “Tobi, will you be able to dance on your wedding day like this?”. Well, till then!
As if the whole surprise package wasn’t enough, they wanted to choke me some more by organizing my once-upon-a-time coursemates to show up.
Now, that was the highlight for me. Seeing my friends from uni together once again gave me a taste of what heaven would look like.
Discussing our Uni days from each lecturer to each student to the girls (you can’t talk about that school without this coming up) to what the future holds. I didn’t know how much I missed seeing their faces till this day.
At the end of the day, just as I was about to rest from the overwhelming day and process all that has happened, my woman invited me on a zoom call. Now, this was meant to be a me and her alone time, but I’m sure you can tell what happened next;
Family and friends who couldn’t make it physically for the surprise party were present on this zoom. They said so many sugary things about me and I was just one “sorry Tobi” from shedding tears.
At this point, I’m tired of writing this for up to an hour (it’s 12pm), I have to use another 2 hours to “these people are going to see this as crap”, then 30 mins to read through for any errors (cos Mrs Adebayo, my high school English teacher could be scouting the internet for bad examples to show her students), and schedule it to go out at 3 pm today.
Before I vanish, those 5 people I mentioned I wanted to celebrate, earlier:
1 of them (my mom) doesn’t read my diary but it’s the thought that counts right?
My mom - for being a chief organizer
My baby sister - for running the show, negotiating with vendors, and ensuring there were no mess-ups.
Titan - for organizing all my friends to come together and surprise me.
God - for using people to surprise me.
My proverbs 18:22 woman. My woman of grace. She went through blood and sweat to make sure all these happened. I love you, baby.
And to the 20+ new diary readers, thanks for being the birthday gift I wished for. 💙
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