We leave Boston today, our flight was at 7:45pm but guess what, after rushing to the airport to catch that flight, we got to the boarding gate only to be told that the flight does not leave till 9:40. Mind you, when we found out, it was 7pm!!! Gosh, thank goodness for the yam and plaintain that we got from Oge & Ik's house, I sat down on the bench and Ezi and I proceeded to whack the combination.

As if it was not enough that the flight was delayed, they changed the gate on us. Ezi basically ran all over the American Airlines terminal and I really did not have the strength to run after her. Where are those handcuffs when you need them?

The flight finally boards and leaves at 10pm, I got my usual window seat, I like to see the city go by as we take off and land.

My Uncle's flight was supposed to leave at 6:22pm, they were delayed till 8pm and unfortunately for them, they had already boarded the flight, so they spent the next two hours on the plane. I think I would take the airy terminal as opposed to seating on the ground on the plane for two hours without moving. How stank can that be? He got to Chicago an hour before us, we got to Chicago at midnight and proceeded to pick up the car from the airport parking lot. By the time we got home, it was 2am.

I pretty much did not do much today. We went to the Borders Bookstore at the Cambridgeside Galleria to get some books that my uncle needed. Time really flies, cos after that, we went to South Station to pick up "the suspect." I am not sure why I call him the suspect, maybe it is because I know my uncle would interrogate him later. See, the suspect wants to marry my cousin and unknown to my cousin, her father has decided to check the guy out himself face to face!!

The suspect did not help his credibility to start out. He missed his bus in New Jersey and gave a convoluted explanation as to why that happened. After getting on another bus, when the bus stopped in Framingham, Massachusetts, he got of to take a leak and missed the departure of the bus to Boston. So when he called frantically, he was in a taxi to Boston!!! Not a good way to start or impress. When he arrived, we adhered to the code of interrogation and took him to the fattening house (Penang Restaurant). He was well fed and despite the absence of alcohol, his tongue was loosened as well. We then took him to the Chambers at Harbor Point for the main grilling. Lets just say, he let loose there and sometimes, I wondered if he made sense to himself!! These things take time and before I knew it, it was 7pm and we had to drop him off at South Station. I had to remind him not to take a leak on the way or get off the bus for any other reason.

I went back home, watched TV with Chisom who had come to visit!! For myself, it was not much of a day since I did not do the things I had planned for myself, but the things you do for family, o well.!! Tomorrow is another day

We left Boston this morning on American, flying into Boston was cool, when you see the water below you as you landed, it was a bit nostalgic. We took a cab over to Harbor Point where my sister lives and chilled for a while. The weather was great as well, I didn't know it would be this warm in Boston. About 80 degrees F.

We later went over to the Nkwoji's place, nice pad!! I can envision a party in this place, I like the space, this is what I call a hidden gem!! We settled down for a meal of fried rice and my favorite banana bread and ice cream for desert. Memories....

The game was on, I was half watching it and catching up on gist.

Last day of exam, Property, anti-climax!!! The year is pretty much over.
I dumped all my books in my locker, I will figure out what to do with them later.

Right now I have peppersoup on my mind, I am thinking of running up to BOLATs to grab a bowl of the "hot stuff", that will certainly rejuvenate my brain into an exam frenzy. Nothing like Peppersoup to take care of the kinks in the brain. You know you are having real peppersoup if as you consume the portion, you start to sweat off the top of your head. Peppersoup, goat peppersoup will eliminate the empty spaces filled with air and bring extreme clarity into your medulla oblongata and if you ever walk into an exam after that, you are golden. You will be that one person who will finish a 3hr exam in half the time because your vision has cleared and you will certainly succeed in scaring the hish out of everyone else who is writing the exam. Now that I have succeeded in convincing myself, let me go and look for that Camerounian dude so we can go and conquer. We shall overcome....we shall overcome... we shall overcome...Isiiiii Ewuuu......

Its another month and another day of studying for another exam: Property. This class is interesting I have to say but right now, I am frigging bored out of mind. I am thinking of so many exotic things I could be doing instead of being in this room reading about Landlord and Tenants or about how an MBA (or any degree for that matter) cannot be considered marital property meaning that in a divorce, you cannot get proceeds from the degree, on the other hand, Celebrity Status with the accompanying economic opportunities may be a marital asset subject to equitable dissolution - Too bad for Whitney Houston.

I feel like doing something uninhibitingly crazy, this is such a boring existence just doing nothing but read. Don't you ever get that feeling of wanting to spend a week going crazy and not caring what anyone thinks? I have not decided what I want to do yet but when I do, I will let you know. Between the first paragraph and this, I had two phone calls so I talked myself off and need to get back to this studying!!