a good thing

After days, sorry self, i'll take it again.
After years of imprisonment, subjected to a lifetime of uniforms, made to sit in a class of smart-heads and nutcases i can say i have graduated. That i can say like the one-lined politicians of Ghana, is a step in the right direction. No more having to wake up to theories that still show us as colonies, no more .....
But i woke up today and realized that even after escaping the everlasting snare of the educationist i am a loner. Go ahead and judge a book by its cover, say i don't have friends because i have a Shaka Zulu face, say it serves me right cos i lack the height of the sexy-eyed gentle giant, say all the best because i lack the sweet scented lyrical-posterity of our very own all-die-be-die. Say all you wish, i will not take your place and fret about your rantings which are in a way related to me. I say thank you though because in the small 24 hours that the time miser has given you, you use at least five minutes to read my appearance, 15 minutes to make analysis and the little time left to draw conclusions good and sensible enough to be uttered to mankind. For such service, showing that i matter in this densely populated universe i want to say thank you. That's enough acknowledgment for the haters.
So, waking up realizing that i am a loner and in all those years where decisions have been made for me i decided to make something of my life. ON MY OWN!!!!!! So i looked through myself. Looked through the codes of my life, well i'll admit that it was in an unreadable or encrypted format so i sought for help in the good book. The book by the maker of mankind.
Being a lazy reader and not having enough time to read all 66 books of the Bible, i resorted to the chapter that talks in nuggets; Proverbs. It was in there that i found what i had to do.
Proverbs 18:22 Whoso findeth a wife findeth a good thing, and obtaineth favour of the Lord.
I read this and cried the African version of eureka; odem! Lips touched ears, eyes widened(sorry Asians i think this cannot happen ever in your life), heart pumped as if stabbed by the supporter-wearing Fulani-boy called Cupid, my mind went hay-wire like a fast-forward pressing of a remote button, going through the balding phases of Einstein. I had found it,a way to kill two stones with one bird. Did i actually think that? Yes i did, as my first act of rebellion to all that educationist pumped in.
so i started what i call Project Find A Wife.

Project: Find A Wife
5. Get Married (Project Accomplished; Wife found)
4. Propose giving her no choice than to say yes ( Do u .... want to marry me or do i marry you?)
3. Get a girlfriend ( Well i've seen boys live under the boy-girl Avatar-ed world of a relationship. There they are thinking she is a girlfriend and there she is telling her friends, Oh he's just my friend, we just hang out often.And she means it.)
2. Go on a date
1. Find a lady.

So here i am, after succeeding to write a Find A Wife Plan without any formal training, i look at my first bulletin which is to find a lady.
As freshman which i am, as loner here i stand, confused and lost in the world. I went searching for help in the self-help books. As if God wanted me to obtain favour even before finding a wife, i found a book. It explained and said a lot but it gave me my first test.
What do you do?
Here you are, you see the lady you want to find, what do you do?
3 options;
1. Be a loser.Sit and watch
2. Buy her a drink like all the other guys will do?
3. Club her over the head and drag her home?
Don't say the book didn't say that, first its me reading. Second, its none of your business. lastly i like multiple choice questions, so when i saw the options i looked through for others, well there were no other. So here i am at present with three do-able tasks. Let me also add that its a self-help book, with these books you read taking up the task as they arise, you DO NOT finish reading before acting.
So i retire with self, looking to God if i should take a gentle Cain-like venture and club her, be Alan-k and buy her not just a drink but the bottle too or be the best loser which is a cheerleader, get off my seat and scream
Give me an I ............. I
Give me a LOVE ............. LOVE
Whose love do i want ........ YOURS (Pointing to her)
I retire, in a deep state of thought.