i remember my chronic gambling days, i would steal money to gamble. I would sell malfunctioning phones and gamble with the money. I think i sold a bad guy's phone to play 'jogba.' he and his boys gave me serious beating. surviving that period was a miracle.


I remember when stooling was a serious problem to me. I would excrete any little thing i ate. I was very pale. My body defied all medication used. My mum once told me it had happened to me as a baby. I became so lean. Till now, i still have stomach upset at sporadic times. How i survive it is a miracle.


I've sucked a random girl, gone skin to skin, eat unhealthy road side food, escape sporadic gunshots, arrest etc. How i remain alive is a miracle. I wonder for how long.....