Throwback To A Weekend Of Waste & Wahala 🥳😰

Hello, people of this amazing community 👋 I greet you all. I hope you are all having a great day.

My name is Native Boy, I live in Tamale Ghana 🇬🇭. This is a recap of my weekends.

A lot happened in the past two days. A lot that I believe would be unfit to put in a single blog. I even intended to post this blog yesterday but due to how busy my day was, it wasn’t possible.

The weekends on my end started with a Friday night dramatic encounter with the Police. @depressedfuckup got back from a trip to Navorongo. It was late already so he decided to spend the night at my abode. I picked him up from the station and on our way back to my house, we slipped into the wicked hands of the Ghana police. We were so caught up in our delicious gists that we broke traffic regulations. The police were there right in the traffic and they were determined to make us pay for our minor reckless behavior, lol. We pleaded with them and try to make them understand that we are law-abiding citizens by default and we only rode passed the red light because it was late and the road was almost empty. After a dramatic back-to-back conversation with them, we gave them five Ghana cedis before they gave our ride back to us.

On Saturday night, I @depressedfuckup, @abdul01, and @mohammed went to this crazy fun games night party organized by some guys that were friends with our friend.

image by even organizers, used with their consent

Looking at the lists of games on the event fliers, I didn’t think of having any sort of fun at this party because I wasn’t familiar with any of the games. I decided to go anyway because I wasn’t doing anything at home and my girlfriend too wasn’t around.

But I was wrong about that. My perception about the games was true alright. I couldn’t play any of the games, but I was able to learn how to play one of them and surprisingly, I did great. I learned how to play chess that night, I played my first match and lost. I found another amateur who knew how to play but wasn’t so good. Our first game ended with a stalemate, I wiped her ass in our second game and became a champion.

On the same night, I became so. better at chess, I started teaching others the basics like how to move pieces and how to capture an opponent's pieces.
My coach was so proud of me that he added me to their chess team. I can’t wait to meet them again. I’ve downloaded a chess app and I’m becoming more and more addicted.

picture credit to @abdul01

On the same night that we are all having fun and getting better with the games, @depressedfucup decided to bring an end to our joys by scoring last in a scrabble game. How can you play an a for apple, b for ball game with three other amateurs and score last? If you didn’t know, learn from me today that the f-word in his username is not a fluke.

@nhaji01 trying to cover his shameless face

more pink-sheets of @nhaji01 loss.

On our way home, Zolo bought some great waakye (rice and beans meal) which later caused him some minor food poisoning the next morning.

Because my hand has started paining me, this is where I’ll end this blog. You can check my next post for the continuation. Thank you for your time. I appreciate you.