I am 22 years old.(celebrated my birthday in February)

I know it’s not really a big deal since I’m relatively “young” but like what my friends said, it’s “3 years” before I reach my quarter life (crisis?). This is of course in accordance to the assumption that I’ll live for 100 years. *fingers crossed* lol.

The cliché goes that age is but a number. Therefore, we shouldn’t really be bothered whether we are 16 or 60.

While cleaning my closet this morning, I saw my super dusty math book (Hi Mr Boa!) which i left here when i was last here 3years ago.

If there is ONE thing that math taught me it would be the fact that numbers do matter.

The ancient Greek philosopher, Pythagoras was right all along.

Numbers are everything.

Let me give a little exercise just to prove my point that numbers matter in this sh%^#thole of a world we live in.

Let's begin with my so-called life.


I've been living for more or less than 8,000 days or 200,040 hours or 12,600,400 minutes or 756,804,000 seconds!

I have 2 sisters and 0 brothers and had a total of 6 pets already.

I spent around 19 years in school up to grade 12.

My highest GWA in college is 1.34 and my lowest is 2.78.

I really hate math but surprisingly got a 95 during my senior year in high school which got me the "Best in Math" for that quarter.

The biggest amount of cash I've ever held on my hands was 30,000 dollars (which is not mine. Too bad!) and the smallest would be 0.

I killed 0 people but already killed 100++ cockroaches and 1 hamster! (sorry little sister!).

To date, I have 415 friends on facebook which majority of them are my former school mates (i add and accept people that I don't know but unless you're drop dead hot).

I have 2 bestest friends and 1 not so secret lover *cough*.

and I absolutely hate that I have close to 0 in my wallet today!

There are more digits that sums up my life but come to think of it, if my life can have gazillion of digits to describe it, how about the place i was born and lived in.

I am from Ghana, a country that consists of 24,000,000 + people (last checked in 2007) that is 60% of which live on 2 dollars a day.

In my little tropical nation barely 600 family groups practically own the country’s lands of which many members of these so called "families" comfortably sit in their leather (think Italian) chairs in the offices they hold in both the private and public sectors.

Interestingly there are barely 15++ media networks operating in my little tropical nation, mostly owned by,if not a foreigner, who else… look above!

Speaking of numbers 1.00 GHC is = 0.66 if you convert it into US dollars and barely 0.46 into Euros( checked on 3rd August at 10pm.

If I give a 1.00 to a whore, she’d bitchslap me twice and spit on my face and tell me that I will get crabs or syphilis the next day.

If I multiply the same number by 80, you’ll get what the average worker would get in a month in my coconut republic of Ghana, not including the shitty taxes we pay which only go to my public servant’s greedy pockets (which is probably deeper than my ass).

10 is the regions we have in Ghana
If you divide it by 2 you’d get the number of corrupt diktats(Every 5 people,with only 2 being labelled uncorrupted) that's whats killing us.

2 is also the number governmental conventions that were done in the last 20years, same faces in the government with barely little additives from grass roots organizations.

(Luckily) 0 is the number of wars we have had in the last 20years. Let’s hope it stays that way.

3 is the media network that airs the reality show that gave opportunity to young talented singers(private network).

1 is the rival network....(government network)

These two networks have been at war ever since the word "ratings" started to mean "profits".

Every hour, approximately 4 children are being added in my coconut republic’s population. 1 out of the 4 don't know who their father is.

25,000,000 people to 600 families

15 million captive audience of Mexican telenovelas, news dramas, reality TV, game shows, home TV shopping, religious networks that spread love AND hate, and 60-second award winning commercials that only give you false hopes for better days to come, as long as you buy their product.

After all the numbers I wrote, you might ask why I even find the slightest bit of humor in all of these.

And what do I have to say about it? Only this, reader of my words…

WELL FCUK WE ALL.


And I meant that.

If you want me to be sympathetic and turn this into a real bad melodrama shitfest, I have to say NO.

I have my own version of sympathy, thank you.

And I trust my own version.

And I don’t need a copy from last night’s episode of whats-its-name telenovela...........Thank God am not at home at the moment.

Do you remember the tragedy that hit Ghana? MAY 9th at the Accra sports stadium? where 300++ people died?; God knows they will be receiving a pity fest from all directions.

Come to think of it, all of them are forgotten.

Sure there is an anniversary special for all who died in the stadium and there is even a yearly memorial for the 300++ people who died.

But who would really remember them?

The Nation?

The Footballers?

The President?

The Ministers?

The Congress?

The Church?

You?

No one really, except for the people who survived that day.

People like me who, as much as i wants to, will never forget the day i lost my uncle.

You might even think I am pathetic and writes too much.

That temptation is just so hard to resist.

But you were thinking of it, weren’t you? No use in denying it.

At the back of our heads, in the deep recesses of our minds, we all want and think of the same things.......I really don’t care.

But if you’d be so careful to notice and look up above and try to read the funky pronoun in all caps, you’d figure out easily that I am not excluding myself.

I am swimming in the same cesspool as you are.

Let’s face it.

We are all but used toilet paper floating in this ocean of excrement,life is short.

This is REALITY UNEDITED.

And no amount of drama, or 700-club morality, or "reality" TV, or game show, or networking scam, or "showbiz" politicking or 60 second award winning commercials from transnational corporations can cover it up.

Reality is knocking on our doorstep.

She’s trying to wake us up to smell the air and to get real.

Maybe if we start there, for once, we might actually get somewhere.

It's just so tempting to rant and vomit for rant.

But I guess life kept on throwing us lemons that we somehow managed, as a nation and as individuals, to learn to make some lemonade.

On my last birthday, I made my own version of my wish list.


There are about 80 billion people inhabiting the planet.

If you're lucky, you'll only meet 1 great love.

There are 195 countries in the world. 192 of which are members of the United Nations.

It may take a million to build a nation (with the exception of West Sahara. Better start making some babies!)

But come to think of it, it only takes 1 person to start the first step.

As the old saying goes, a single butterfly in Africa flapping it's wings can cause a War half across the world.

Now that I know am getting older, I say:I'll make a difference!! TRUST ME!