How i met my bestie

It was the year 1993 i had just finished from primary school, and was getting ready to go to my dream high school..........hey!!! will u stop trying to calculate my age!!! If you like sef you can try to calculate, all i know is that i am going to be 21years old on 21st of May 2013. Anyhoo i was particularly excited because my cousin Amina Tijani Sanni was in Queens College, By the way she is now very married with plenty beautiful children(wiping my brow) and she is now a pastor/counselor in South Africa...... She had plans in motion to make my stay in QC heavenly. We were both very certain i was going to attend QC infact she had introduced me to the whole school and had made arrangements for a school mother for me because she was already in SS2 and was leaving school soon. Only for my mother to come back from were ever she went to with a big smile on her face, i was very suspicious!! one can never trust my mum and her forceful ways......she said to me Iyagba, we are going to your new high school on monday, i was very happy thinking it was QC, but i had my doubts. I knew my mum did not want me to attend any boarding school because she used to ring it into my ears, growing up, she would say; I only have two children and i want to see them everyday. She said to me, Dudu, guess what?? i looked at her excitedly and screamed WHAT?? with glee in my voice. Then she said, you are going to METHODIST GIRLS' HIGH SCHOOL YABA!!! I threw myself on the floor and wailed like a dying seal!!! She did not even look at me!! I screamed, kicked and threatened to run away, but my mum did not even act like anything was happening. Little did i know that there was more, she then dropped the BOMB!!! she said my black baby, we are going to the salon now oh, i eyed the back of her head alata style. I got dressed and followed her to the salon which turned out to be BE FINE barbing salon in surulere!!! I looked at my mum, looked at the name of the salon and thought to myself, may be there was a hidden iya oni diri(some one that makes corn rolls) inside the salon because my hair was very long and full growing up, in fact i had never cut my hair before, and i knew my mum loved my hair so much so i kinda had hope, it just couldn't be what i was thinking...... I was asked to sit down on the barbers chair, and they started covering my body with that chooku chooku wrapper-like thing they use in barbing salons!!! I looked at the barber and my mum with pleading eyes, the barber told me not to worry that i would love it!!! I just started wailing and kicking at the same time when i saw the clipper, i screamed at the guy not to touch my hair and pushed him away!! That was the point my mother came close to me and gave me a resounding ABARA(Slap) on my back!! and screamed at me to Gbemi(swallow it). I decided to cry inside my soul!!!!