Amidst all the fun I had over the weekend, I met an old long lost friend. Cordelia and I were friends way back from my days in the polytechnic (2002), where I had my OND before heading for Uni. Our friendship was not your typical bestie kinda relationship, but we were friends, really good friends. She was an Igbo girl with heavy accent, funny and loud...lol, but loveable! I just was not a fan of her talking and did not hide it as I would always chip in here and there to correct some words she would pronounce differently and make it sound different from its original meaning. A typical example is ''Oil'' which she ends up pronouncing as ''Oyel'' whatever that means...lol. Am glad Cordelia is not the type that is into social networking sites other than Facebook. I could bet she does not even know what a blog is per say. So I can write this story hoping she never sees it or gets to read it. Now don’t judge me yet, am not doing amebo (gossiping) it was...