I lived.

My 2014.

(For effect, play One Republic’s I Lived while reading this)

Hey, humans of earth, we’re here again.

The end of a year.

Yeah, I know, it’s just a human construct. It could have been yesterday if we all decided long ago that the year should end December 30th.

I also know that the new year is just another day. Jan 1, 2015 was just a tomorrow, yesterday and would be a yesterday, tomorrow.

Why is a week even 7 days? It could have been 5 d…shut up.

Fuck that.

I’m going to be very human and reminisce about everything that went on last year (it’s past 12 now).

2014 was the year I became 21. My birthday was awesome. It wasn’t about the gifts, or the half-naked young women in the pool, or the alcohol dispenser (Yes, there was a dispenser for punch made by the devil).

Nah, it was about my friends, family and the insane culmination of the love we have for each other.

I don’t know how to explain it because I think words would water down the picture I’d love to create, but standing there, inebriated (and fucking stoned) seeing…

my dad smile + nod at me,

and in the corner of my eye, watching my sister dance with her (female) friends

while behind my dad, in the pool, my friends were tossing the American football and laughing for no fucking reason.

My heart swelled and I was filled with unreasonable happiness.

2014 was the year I became really good at my craft. The year I made more money than I had made all the other years combined.

Maybe it’s because I’ve fucked up at school and I know I have to be a really good developer to survive when I leave Pops’ abode.

Or maybe it’s because I have a ridiculously talented and hardworking partner that motivates me to become better than everybody else.

Or could it be because I spent 5 whole months interning with the coolest adult boss on the face of the earth?

2014 was the year I had the most sex in. I know this is probably just the beginning, the tip of the iceberg of how much I’m going to fornicate before I die. But it’s worth mentioning because last year…well, it’s more than twice of all the previous 20 years combined.

2014 was the year that my friends [probably inspired by me] decided to take their lives/futures into their own hands. I look around and see my fam, starting up shit here and there. Working (or learning how to work), because if you don’t work and your parents aren’t shit rich, you won’t eat. It makes me happy and it’s motivating.

2014 was the year I should have graduated from Uni. I’m not the type of person to have regrets. Or think about “what if’s”. But shout out to those who actually made it, especially, Ishioma. I’ve finally begun to respect those who focus on school and work hard to get out (with good grades).

2014 was the year I drank the most alcohol.

It was the year my brother started University and got a 5.0 in his first semester.

It was the year I met Angel.

It was the year I did a 9–5 gig.

It was the year my friendship with Uche waned.

It was the year Bankole left me (for the greater good. I’m happy for and I’m proud of her).

It was the year of the final “fight” with Bayo.

It was the year my Uncle Tunde died.

It was the year Uncle Tayo got his first child.

It was the year Mumuni set free the soul of the trapped (haha..inside joke).

It was the year Dimeji crushed the CCNA exam.

It was the year TMX started working with Ice Prince.

It was the year Alayo got an actual, legal, paying job.

It was the year Kachi got a real life non-imaginary human boyfriend.

It was the year I sent flowers for the first time (that didn’t end well).

It was the year Isaiah fucking smoked weed and declared that he’ll engage in fornication with humans of the opposite sex.

Man, I can go on and on…so much shit happened. Some I’ll remember forever, some I’ll forget by next week. Some were awesome. Some were heart wrenching.

Bottomline: I thoroughly enjoyed 2014.

2015. Round 1! Fight!