Hey.Moulding beauty here.Now,been a very long while since i was here.The other day, thinking about moulding beauty and my hope for it,i realized i started on the wrong foot.Let me get back on track.
Moulding beauty is a name my best friend Emily gave to me back in form one.Now,i don't really know how she came up with it or why but i liked it and took it up.At first it was like a pet name,using it to sign off my poems and all but I had no idea it would turn out to be the one thing I would love so so much.So,second form came(ie in high school)and Emy had moved to Botswana and I moved to a new school.I was excited to join this school,maybe because it reduced or shortened the distance between my parents and I.Little did I know the drama that awaited me.I know you are probably wondering why I am telling this whole story but be patient.There is always some light at the end of the tunnel!
I was the new kid in the school and wow,my new classmates were awesome.I mean the way they welcomed me and all,it was amazing.I was at home before the week was over.And to y'all,you know yourselves,God bless you.So,there was drama club and basketball that had me interested.Fortunately or unfortunately,i couldn't do both,so I had to choose one.Well,those who know me know just how much i love drama and so there was nothing like being at the crossroads.Drama it was.
The part i got was sort of being wanted by two or three other people and I got it.Now,I don't know if this got people angry but we shall see why I am wondering about it.So we managed to reach the provincials and while there,we met with some of the young brothers who used to bring the gospel to our school.The other thing if you know me,you will definitely know is that I am as talkative as the word itself.After our performance I went to sit where my fellow schoolmates were and these two brothers of the gospel were there.I got a seat between them and as I later came to find out,that did not sit well with a couple of people.When we went back to school,there were rumors...
Rumors were circulating about me and one of the brothers.Apparently,we was busy talking about love instead of watching the other performances.Shock on me but this was me.The one who was too fly to be affected by gossip.Yeah right.I let that slip away.Didn't let it bother me.That was first term
Second term came with its fair share of drama or shall I say it was the mother of all drama?And this is where I started breaking down,piece by piece until pieces is all was left of me....to be continued.
