Save Sarcy, marry her...

By now, everyone should already be getting their pay.

It’s the end of the month, the boys will be out partying and the girls would be out shopping.

The thing about me is, and I guess other people could also relate to this, I would want to buy a lot of things before the pay comes out, but when it does, I found out that I really don’t want to buy them afterall.

Take for an example, the black top that I have been eyeing for a long time in Naf Naf. I was so in love with the top that I would go to the shop every frikkin’ day since it went on sale.

I have just gotten my salary not too long ago. So I went there with a wad of cash with me and realized that, I really don’t need anymore tops, black knitted tops anyway.

Just like when I thought I really wanted to buy a watch that I have been eyeing for a month, when I finally had the cash to do so, I thought I am better off buying other things with the money.

Just… I do actually need a watch. And right now, what I actually need is a good leather bag, something that will last me a long time like the leather bag I have used for almost 2 years now. I had to pin the bag’s handles in order for me to use the frikkin’ bag.

I might have to set up a fund for my bag. Save Sarcy, buy her a bag.

And a watch, because eversince I started working in irregular shifts, I have been disoriented. I don’t know what day was it today, or yesterday, or the day before yesterday. It’s just rather disturbing, as a matter of fact.

I think what I really need to buy is a plunging neckline dress and stilettos, to hitch myself a baller who could buy me both without me asking… a weekly allowance sounds nice… just give me a chance to be needy and not independent… for once.

I am tired la wey… someone just marry me already!