'Lag' world

Was reading this friend's blog (www.jrestyle.blogspot.com) and I realised 'lag' has alot of slangs although he listed about 10 or more.. there's more though so I just thot I'd take it a lil further:

1. 'of which' - apparently

2. gbege -- deep shit e.g I don enta gbege

3. sturvz/ sturrz -- stuffs, 'coded stuffs' most times

4. Amana/ Oye/ Moscow- AC (air conditioner)

5. which levels -- what's the status/ profile?

6. Monrow - ryd, whips, Paroles could also mean d same (following jre's interpretation)

7. gbedu -- a loud and complete car stereo

8. press keyboard -- type of 19 runs or yahoo yahoo if I must say

9. she set -- bottle-shaped body

10. she carry -- has got busty body

11. Chairman -- Every guy's name when there's no familiarity involved

12. Give am bele -- Increase the volume

13. Tontiz -- chics

14. Wyn -- psyching someone, give psychin excuses/ explanations

15. prack -- deal with, defeat, literally punish or win......... other meanings*

16. Format (N, V) -- Deceive or lie (V), framed up article of deceit (N)

17. Clinch -- attach or perch with someones ride

18. Chips/ Pringles -- tiny written exam dubz (usually sneaked in by any means possible)

RATED ones

19. cuarv, smoosh, ruff -- body romancing (origin not necessarily from lag)

20. straf, prack*, bobondiye, pinae, bala, -- have sex

21. ashana/ ashi -- prostitute or extreme flirt

22. Kegs -- boobs

A few of these slangs might be used or formed from any other school but belimme, lag still holds it down with these words constantly. It's our code of language, like jre said "u just might need the 'dictionary' to undastand it" I'm sure there's more, just can't think of any other ones ryt now. There just might be a continuation. (23. E go be - see ya later)

And the s*** goes on

I was talking about how bad my eyes were, I'm just gettin to know how expensive it is. This month that's supposed to be my best month has recorded 3 car bashes 4 me- one that wasn't my fault at all; one that my brakes failed and yesterday's own that was caused by the mo'fucka I talked about in the previous journal. The car wasn't even mine, (if u dunno, my mum and I are not really family when it comes to stuffs like bashin) it was mumsi's car, favourite car. There's this car of hers she doesn't send at all, she's always like pushin it on me, the car's got all the hazards a car could ever have, infact u'ld have figured by now that it's the accident that had to do with brakes failure. She even started to call it my car a few days ago, tufiapa. I don't have a car o, she was even a supporter to the trading of my own car, she always wanted a good car for me but who knows what culda went wrong, maybe she got a threat from one of the playa haterz in the areas.............. she so much prefers me driving in cars like the ones that Xzibit always demo with in MTV's "pimp my ride". Anyways, she also knows how much I detest driving her benz but we don't actually say out what we think about what car is to be driven or not. So this day comes, I heard I had a test yesterday, so I was already singin it to mumsi that I was helpless and that the benz is not roadworthy (I actually used that word) and she's like looking at me like don't even think about it u're gonna bus. Then she asks, "what time is thet test?" "12" I guessed, imagine I dint even know the time of the test but tests come 9 12 or 3... u know what am sayin if u're in my school...... I had to say 12 becuz it was like 8:45 when she asked me and I couldn't possibly say 9, she'll tell me to fire the next bike at the junction and 3 is too late. Let's just say the appollo made me freakin lazy. I dunno, maybe my eyes were too swollen that I deserved so much pity, she just looked at me and reminded me about the last time I took her car out and returned it like 5hrs later than I agreed with her, then she said, bting it back by 3, "why not!" in my mind? Is it not 4 me to be minutes late for the test if at all it's at 9? then she's like "can u drive with your eyes like this?" If she really meant it well for me the positive way, maybe I wulda said NO, but she was looking for a way to stop me from driving her mazda by all means so I said YES NOW. Then I kick off, I pick my friends at their cribs and then zoom off. I was still confirmiming on the way what time the test was when I found out twas postponed, I was not more than a 'stone toss' from my crib, but Debo said, "let's go, I have a lecturer to see" or sum'n to sha get off to skool. Long and short of this story is that, I bashed my mumsi's car after she gave me all the excuses in this world. serious bash o, I'm talking "bonnet foldin, light breaking, grill breaking radiator burstin" kinda bash and still the bus I hit didn't feel nothin, left me there helpless, he claimed it wasn't his fault and that the car in front of him dint trafficate before slowin down to drive into the car wash and that's why he hit his brakes so suddenly, of which I was busy squeezing the annoyin tears out of my eyes that moment. The panel beater we found first of all hit us with 7k cost even before working, well, we tried our lagos skills, we beat it down to 4k that we dint have. Then with organizing form boiz we made phonecalls to, correct boiz, sharp homies, we even made extra cheez to paint the bonnet because the panel beaters already beat the paint out of it. Well we couldn't afford some things too, mumsi only had to lecture me (she's still lecturing) and I hope for better days, my grandma put it this way for me "I know we are all sinners but God knows the ppl that run from sin", I think that's what explains my misfortune dis month, I haven't had time for God since he put me through this year, I'm just hoping he forgives me. PLS GOD, HELP ME, FORGIVE ME, I KNOW MY CASE IS NOT SO CRITICAL FOR YOU TO FORSAKE ME............YET

Blood shot eyez

Wonder if this happens in every house. My dad's turnin 50 dis weekend and the whole drama about it is just crazy. I already sensed something like this would happen. I knew my mum was goin to forget something very IMPORTANT. Don't mind me jare, the "important" thing's my birthday. I talked to her about it last month and she didn't even argue about it, I was like "Hmmm, the way u're doing your whole gragra about daddy's birthday, shey u know it's not the next birthday in this house?" at least to make me feel good she should have said some thing like "how now? my only son for that matter" at all nothin like that. Well, I didn't even take her serious until today, lo and behold, my mum forgot today was my birthday (although she was reminded yesterday), that doesn't end it all, I actually had to remind her like three other times today, imagine dat. Na God fit explain stuffs like this because it's not nice at all