My Dairy Game | Thursday 15th March

Dear diary,

That joy that flows from the inside when the week is coming to an end, it’s another day to walk gorgeously to work, regardless of the stress and shortcomings.

The morning breeze was quite different and relaxing, I was approaching a busy bus stop, I had to hold my belongings tight. I dislike walking along the bus stop though , the way bus and car drivers chases is quite annoying and totally disturbing, I passed the bus stop aggressively not responding to anyone.

Not far from the bus stop, I heard my name so loud, I recognized the voice but I really wanted to walk alone. It was Aunty Obi, my neighbor at the lodge, Aunty Obi is a very beautiful and clean lady, possibly in her mid thirty, I just know she like complaining about her room mate and the apartment and it makes me extremely uncomfortable around her.

After we greeted, she started complaining about the weather and narrated the story of her missing umbrella, I sympathized with her ,I got to work and she continued her journey to her office..

I arrived the office, went to sign and picked up the laptop, before joining the staffs to pray .
I was still working, when my director drove in, it was at that moment I knew I was going to skip breakfast, she called me to her office immediately and asked me to finish up with the laptop and categorize some books at the library and send some books from bookshop.

Working with a director that feels she knows absolutely everything is so inconveniencing , at that point I wished the school admin was at work.
My admin and director are two different leaders, my admin is strict but friendly ,compassionate ,experience , very concerned about the staffs state of mind and health,and easily accessible, but my director is the opposite. I really want to be a boss, working under controlling bosses requires patience.

I executed all the task she gave to me quietly, but kept praying in my mind that she leaves the school , she disorganized our arrangements and the school admin was obviously weak .

I work with the both of them and I take blames from both end, even when it’s obviously not about me, two persons calling my name from different offices.

After she left the school, I was extremely excited, walked straight to the office and called my favorite person, I’m yet to write about my favorite soul, I will do that on a special day, lets keep going and anticipating.

We had a birthday celebration in school and afterwards staffs meeting and it was time to go home. I kept thinking of how restful I want my weekend to be, my weekend is my best time, I played Sia’s album and walked home to do my laundry, sleep, rest adequately and call my favorite person.

A happy weekend to you and your families...cheers to the weekend!!