NYSC is over!!! YAY!!! so im officially done with nysc, im so proud of myself, really didnt think i could make it @ first but this year has made me so tough, i feel like supermans long lost sister!...God has been so great....this past month has just been one thing or the other, im officially an accountant!!( no more foolish exams, studying, nothing), got the job i have been wanting since forever and got a new car...its like im walking on water!
All this good fortune has made me think tho, as in why me, and why now. I have not exactly been the best person as per my religious life...well i had a period in my life when i tried and yeah the man upstairs and i were like buddies...we were getting there, we talked( well i talked, he listened...im sure), but the strange thing is that period was the HARDEST period in my entire life...everything was just not working, i was constantly depressed, it seemed like everyone around me was going places and i was stuck! Thank God that period is over, and im finally where i have always wanted to be, sad thing is i feel so far away from Him i dont even know how to say thanks! Why is everything happening now? Why not when i was always with him???
On another note, i heard a funny story on d radio a while ago...still find it hard 2 believe!!
So , this guy call a radio station:
Guy: well i proposed to my girlfriend of almost 2 years and she said no
Radio Dj: What! how come?
Guy: well she said she's already engaged to someone else
RD: and u say she was your girlfriend?
Guy:Yes, apparently she has been engaged to the guy for a couple of years but he has been in a UK prison for the last 2 years for DRUG related offences, he has 2 more years left on his sentence!
I just screamed...as in u have got to be kidding me!! Are people that crazy? why go out wit someone for a year and a half when u know u are not available in the long-term? And for a guy 2 wnna propose, im assuming the relationship was serious, so what was she thinking? And REALLY, she is engaged 2 someone IN JAIL, for DRUGS, who is gonna be there for the next 2 years?? WOW!! I dont even know how to classify it: LOVE or MADNESS!!
Driving in Lagos is Madness tho, no matter how much u love driving: after an encounter wit the okada people..ud be ready to kill someone i promise ( I know i am...im constantly screaming lik a mad woman...NOOOOOOOOOOO dont scratch my car..if only they could hear me)... And traffic! OMG u dont wanna know, it took me 3hours getting from work 2 my house yesterday and from the looks of things i had better get used to situations lik that!!
Anyway im out!! off to bed again, some elections happening today so no movement..thats fine wit me!! xoxo
27 September
03 September
Still here
hi....im still here....love blogville and not going anywhere soon...
Past month has been unbelievable....nysc is almost over and with that comes another rouund of madness called final clearance....thats when evryone leaves their suits, heels, poise, professionalism..everything and becomes as crazy as those CMS area boys!!
i had 2 endure over a week of pushing, pulling, bribing,sweating......just 2 get 2 pieces of paper stamped and signed....madness i tell u...and then after that do some other unnecessary things dictated by nysc or else u wont get ur certificate....im still so tired, at least by the end of next week id be done and have a lot more time on my hands to do as i please....
....so yeah im still here...just a break in transmission due to the annoying demands of nysc....and as i have been known 2 lament 2 any soul that cares 2 listen....after this annoying year...nysc CANNOT be scrapped, even if i have 2 petition the govt...why do i have 2 suffer alone????..SORRY ;-)
Past month has been unbelievable....nysc is almost over and with that comes another rouund of madness called final clearance....thats when evryone leaves their suits, heels, poise, professionalism..everything and becomes as crazy as those CMS area boys!!
i had 2 endure over a week of pushing, pulling, bribing,sweating......just 2 get 2 pieces of paper stamped and signed....madness i tell u...and then after that do some other unnecessary things dictated by nysc or else u wont get ur certificate....im still so tired, at least by the end of next week id be done and have a lot more time on my hands to do as i please....
....so yeah im still here...just a break in transmission due to the annoying demands of nysc....and as i have been known 2 lament 2 any soul that cares 2 listen....after this annoying year...nysc CANNOT be scrapped, even if i have 2 petition the govt...why do i have 2 suffer alone????..SORRY ;-)
21 July
HYPOCRISY!!!
how many times can 1 person break ur heart before its enough?? Do people get a quota? How many is reasonable...1,2,5,10?? Its so funny that we always have all the answers when the story is about someone else....how can she be so stupid...ehn...God forbid, i cant take that from any guy and all that...yeah i know what we say cos i think im the most vocal when it comes to things like that...just realised im a BIG hypocrite...as in they should flog me in the streets type.
Back to this same "hot sturves" that i blogged about some months ago....he's been in and out of my life since then and as much as im ashamed 2 admit it...im almost falling into the whole cycle again....thank God for the distance cos i cant promise these knickers would have stayed on o!!! Anyway so he said we should give this relationship thing a try, he loves me,( he calls just to tell me he loves me) and i dont even know how to describe how i felt when i heard that cos honestly i'd kinda given up on the whole thing by now and finally gotten over him. He hurt me so so many times that i dont think i can count, and when i think about some of the mean things he did ,i realise that he really couldnt have cared about me and he probably still doesnt. He keeps on telling me to come over, he'd buy my ticket and all that but honestly im scared shitless... i cant deal with another heartbreak but its hard 2 breakaway when u have so much history with one person (2001-2008 is a loooooooooooooong time). I know the sane thing to do but im such a romantic which is actually pure madness to a normal person.
Ok, now you're probably saying, if i know all this then i obviously know what to do right?? Wrong...so wrong!! Im so gone when he comes to him, id rehearse what id say when he calls, but as soon as i hear his voice, i become temporarily dumb! I delete his number which is kind of a moot point since i know it off heart....i blame sex and the city...with Carrie and her Mr BIG!!! Things like that so do not happen in real life...so why cant i just practice what i preach...cos trust me, with my friends im kinda like the relationship counsellor( if only they knew).
Anyway all that is over now( I PROMISE!!), i so deserve a whole lot better than that and im determined not 2 settle for any less...Love is not supposed to hurt or be that difficult!!
On another note entirely....imagine how frustrating it is to be in this naija rainy season without a man....situation is getting very critical o...i coulda sworn i saw cobwebs some days ago...
.....Help needed!! Apply within...with complete CV and full references....experience very important!!
Back to this same "hot sturves" that i blogged about some months ago....he's been in and out of my life since then and as much as im ashamed 2 admit it...im almost falling into the whole cycle again....thank God for the distance cos i cant promise these knickers would have stayed on o!!! Anyway so he said we should give this relationship thing a try, he loves me,( he calls just to tell me he loves me) and i dont even know how to describe how i felt when i heard that cos honestly i'd kinda given up on the whole thing by now and finally gotten over him. He hurt me so so many times that i dont think i can count, and when i think about some of the mean things he did ,i realise that he really couldnt have cared about me and he probably still doesnt. He keeps on telling me to come over, he'd buy my ticket and all that but honestly im scared shitless... i cant deal with another heartbreak but its hard 2 breakaway when u have so much history with one person (2001-2008 is a loooooooooooooong time). I know the sane thing to do but im such a romantic which is actually pure madness to a normal person.
Ok, now you're probably saying, if i know all this then i obviously know what to do right?? Wrong...so wrong!! Im so gone when he comes to him, id rehearse what id say when he calls, but as soon as i hear his voice, i become temporarily dumb! I delete his number which is kind of a moot point since i know it off heart....i blame sex and the city...with Carrie and her Mr BIG!!! Things like that so do not happen in real life...so why cant i just practice what i preach...cos trust me, with my friends im kinda like the relationship counsellor( if only they knew).
Anyway all that is over now( I PROMISE!!), i so deserve a whole lot better than that and im determined not 2 settle for any less...Love is not supposed to hurt or be that difficult!!
On another note entirely....imagine how frustrating it is to be in this naija rainy season without a man....situation is getting very critical o...i coulda sworn i saw cobwebs some days ago...
.....Help needed!! Apply within...with complete CV and full references....experience very important!!
09 July
Must it have a title?????????
yeah i know its been a while...IM SORRY!!!! ...my exercise and cutting out of all...(ok stop lyin) some of the crap i eat has paid off!!!! IM BACK...and even better...lol!!...and TIN-TIN(boy) me thinks u have 2 recompute that ur foolish brideprice thingy...as in seriously!!..LOL...ok as y'all might have guessed im a lil excited..
Anyway...ive missed blogville...so many things have happened since i was last here...canbelieve blogville idols has started..and without me 2...how did that happen?? I CAN SING!!( well thats wat my mum says anyway...actually only her...she might be deceivin me come to think of it).
So NYSC is almost over...and boy am i excited...so tired of all the stress of CD( communnity development) days and all..even tho i guess im luckier than most who actually have 2 direct traffic or sweep streets in thah god-awful corper attire!! The only problem now is i have 2 decide what i wanna do next...do i stay here and continue with my job for a few more years..( which i love, the experience is out of this world, d pple are so cool but pay not so fantastic) or do i hawk myself off 2 a great paying job where i might not learn as much and work culture typical naija style( oga, madam crap) or do i just bail out of naija 2 do an MBA?? I guess i still have about a month left 2 figure all that out.
Anyway, i have a problem thst i dont know how 2 fix.... Generally im a fun,friendly, playful( almost 2 playful) person, but for some strange reason, every few months i get into some crappy moods and oh boy am i bitch when i am, i get mad @ everything and everyone and vent every chance i get, i cry for hours and dont know why..im still trying 2 understand why...(or does it happen 2 anyone else), cos during those periods i hurt the people closest 2 me, i shut them out and i cant help it...The latest victim was my mum and i feel so bad..i have apologized for being a total bitch but i know it doesnt mean much when i cant explain why or if it happens again.
Lastly...Has anyone been heartbroken?? How does it feel?? How did it affect your next relationship?? Could u go back to the one who broke your heart? Would it work, or would u find it hard 2 stop going on about how he/she broke your heart?
Anyway...ive missed blogville...so many things have happened since i was last here...canbelieve blogville idols has started..and without me 2...how did that happen?? I CAN SING!!( well thats wat my mum says anyway...actually only her...she might be deceivin me come to think of it).
So NYSC is almost over...and boy am i excited...so tired of all the stress of CD( communnity development) days and all..even tho i guess im luckier than most who actually have 2 direct traffic or sweep streets in thah god-awful corper attire!! The only problem now is i have 2 decide what i wanna do next...do i stay here and continue with my job for a few more years..( which i love, the experience is out of this world, d pple are so cool but pay not so fantastic) or do i hawk myself off 2 a great paying job where i might not learn as much and work culture typical naija style( oga, madam crap) or do i just bail out of naija 2 do an MBA?? I guess i still have about a month left 2 figure all that out.
Anyway, i have a problem thst i dont know how 2 fix.... Generally im a fun,friendly, playful( almost 2 playful) person, but for some strange reason, every few months i get into some crappy moods and oh boy am i bitch when i am, i get mad @ everything and everyone and vent every chance i get, i cry for hours and dont know why..im still trying 2 understand why...(or does it happen 2 anyone else), cos during those periods i hurt the people closest 2 me, i shut them out and i cant help it...The latest victim was my mum and i feel so bad..i have apologized for being a total bitch but i know it doesnt mean much when i cant explain why or if it happens again.
Lastly...Has anyone been heartbroken?? How does it feel?? How did it affect your next relationship?? Could u go back to the one who broke your heart? Would it work, or would u find it hard 2 stop going on about how he/she broke your heart?
N:B Id be back soon to update...promise!!
03 June
IM NOT FAT....am i??
I so hate exercise!!!
ok maybe im exaggerating a lil bit but the idea of exercise really is not my friend. I could walk the length of Oxford street from Tottenham court road to Marble Arch for hours and then start on the journey to Piccadilly circus through Regent street without breaking a sweat!...but tell me to go to the gym or do some exercise and my body just goes numb, luckily for me all that walking helps my metabolism( or so iv been told anyway) and i never put on weight which was fine by me cos my eating habits....SUCK! im like the queen of junk food...i would eat a sausage and egg bagel from McDs for breakfast, twister from KFC with nuggets and milkshake from Mcds for lunch and only God knows wat for dinner...( i know shocking rite) and never put on weight....My best friend tells me she can see my future and its FAT...I rebuke that everymorning in Jesus name...AMEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.
Obviously moving to Naija kinda cured that habit or shud i say moved it 2 other avenues since now the dudes in TFC call me by name when i visit...and the chick @ the Chicken Republic on Adeola Odeku tells me to pay the following day if she doesnt have change. Unfortunately i dont get to walk as muuch or be as active as i would like to...so u can guess wat happened.
Yes my best friend didnt have to wait to long for the future...her prediction is coming true...and im not liking it one bit.
i knew my jeans were getting snug but hey it shows off my hips and curves so i didnt mind much until the Naija pple and their big, uncouth mouths started....." OMG you have put on weight this babe...as in u r fat o" ," wow see ur hips", " what have you been eating?" and it just goes on and on and on...
So i decided to do something about it...No i didnt join the gym...baby steps please.
Im gonna start running...early in the mornings.
Decided to start on monday 6am...and since im off work this week perfect.
Got up bright and early on monday and i realised something...i dont have workout clothes or shoes!! But there was nothing gonna stop me i was gonna run no matter what. After going through my shoes i found a pair of trainers, sure they r not made for running but they would def work. They are pink tho so i have to coordinate the whole outfit around them.. found white shorts and a pink tank top( now i look like an agbaya going to a childrens party...oh well cant have it all)...was about to leave till i realised...I TOOK OUT MY BRAIDS LAST NITE!! my hair is a complete mess, (and no i do not have any caps in my house im not a cap kinda girl)...my only saving grace is an oversize hoodie that belongs to my bro which is RED!...so now i look like an idiot but im determined....im going running today...1 hour...every one was so happy for me...cheering me on for doing something so healthy.
Running is so much fun...i can do this for ever....well till i almost passed out....how many minutes was i out running??...just 15!!!!!
It took me longer to get ready!!!!...
i guess thats a work out in itself....maybe i should incorporate that into my workout plan....
OMG i so need motivation...i need to lose weight!!
ok maybe im exaggerating a lil bit but the idea of exercise really is not my friend. I could walk the length of Oxford street from Tottenham court road to Marble Arch for hours and then start on the journey to Piccadilly circus through Regent street without breaking a sweat!...but tell me to go to the gym or do some exercise and my body just goes numb, luckily for me all that walking helps my metabolism( or so iv been told anyway) and i never put on weight which was fine by me cos my eating habits....SUCK! im like the queen of junk food...i would eat a sausage and egg bagel from McDs for breakfast, twister from KFC with nuggets and milkshake from Mcds for lunch and only God knows wat for dinner...( i know shocking rite) and never put on weight....My best friend tells me she can see my future and its FAT...I rebuke that everymorning in Jesus name...AMEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.
Obviously moving to Naija kinda cured that habit or shud i say moved it 2 other avenues since now the dudes in TFC call me by name when i visit...and the chick @ the Chicken Republic on Adeola Odeku tells me to pay the following day if she doesnt have change. Unfortunately i dont get to walk as muuch or be as active as i would like to...so u can guess wat happened.
Yes my best friend didnt have to wait to long for the future...her prediction is coming true...and im not liking it one bit.
i knew my jeans were getting snug but hey it shows off my hips and curves so i didnt mind much until the Naija pple and their big, uncouth mouths started....." OMG you have put on weight this babe...as in u r fat o" ," wow see ur hips", " what have you been eating?" and it just goes on and on and on...
So i decided to do something about it...No i didnt join the gym...baby steps please.
Im gonna start running...early in the mornings.
Decided to start on monday 6am...and since im off work this week perfect.
Got up bright and early on monday and i realised something...i dont have workout clothes or shoes!! But there was nothing gonna stop me i was gonna run no matter what. After going through my shoes i found a pair of trainers, sure they r not made for running but they would def work. They are pink tho so i have to coordinate the whole outfit around them.. found white shorts and a pink tank top( now i look like an agbaya going to a childrens party...oh well cant have it all)...was about to leave till i realised...I TOOK OUT MY BRAIDS LAST NITE!! my hair is a complete mess, (and no i do not have any caps in my house im not a cap kinda girl)...my only saving grace is an oversize hoodie that belongs to my bro which is RED!...so now i look like an idiot but im determined....im going running today...1 hour...every one was so happy for me...cheering me on for doing something so healthy.
Running is so much fun...i can do this for ever....well till i almost passed out....how many minutes was i out running??...just 15!!!!!
It took me longer to get ready!!!!...
i guess thats a work out in itself....maybe i should incorporate that into my workout plan....
OMG i so need motivation...i need to lose weight!!
21 May
Naija, Old men and Aristos
Naija....uv just got to love it.
So basically i have been in naija for almost a year and i would not trade this for anything...Jokes everyday! Like watching chelsea fans parading along the streets of ikeja just before the champions league match.
So many things can happen only in naija. Its a trip most of the time but one thing i dont think i can ever get my head around is the Aristo thing...or for those who dunno( abeg brush up on naija lingo ah ah) its the trend of all these old men with young chicks.
Its so sad that its seen as acceptable...afterall a man is always gonna be a man right..and thats just what men do..( for my future husband if u r reading this..or ever get to...this is not only grounds 4 divorce..im gonna go Lorena Bobbitt on u..no jokes).
Not sure if it makes me naive or whatever, i really dont care..i just find the whole thing really irritating...why the hell would i wanna start kissing on a dude whos old enuff 2 b my daddy cos he has some money in the bank...abeg chilllllll. Im not trying to sound holier than thou or anything cos trust me im far from that but i think u have to draw the line somewhere sha. Fair play to people who can do that wit a clear conscience..I know i wont like the idea of my dad getting it on with my friend.
The worst part of it is cos im so against the whole thing i've never even learnt the best way to deal with it, without letting the guy know exactly what i think of him and his stupid money...
...How do u tell a client that u dont play like that when ur managers are telling you to keep him sweet( why the hell does Naija not have sexual harassment laws abeg ehn!!!)...Guys please explain..what makes a guy invites his friends daughter out clubbing???
In the course of my complaints to my friends and colleagues about all the daily crap...i heard some stories that honestly are unbelievable...
...Like being appraised by your boss and he's playing with himself
....Your boss literally chasing u around his office
....Going out of town for a meeting with a manager and he makes sure that only one room is booked for u both
God grant me patience cos i can see myself drop kicking some guy in the very near future...God help the fool who admonishes me for beating my elders!!!
So basically i have been in naija for almost a year and i would not trade this for anything...Jokes everyday! Like watching chelsea fans parading along the streets of ikeja just before the champions league match.
So many things can happen only in naija. Its a trip most of the time but one thing i dont think i can ever get my head around is the Aristo thing...or for those who dunno( abeg brush up on naija lingo ah ah) its the trend of all these old men with young chicks.
Its so sad that its seen as acceptable...afterall a man is always gonna be a man right..and thats just what men do..( for my future husband if u r reading this..or ever get to...this is not only grounds 4 divorce..im gonna go Lorena Bobbitt on u..no jokes).
Not sure if it makes me naive or whatever, i really dont care..i just find the whole thing really irritating...why the hell would i wanna start kissing on a dude whos old enuff 2 b my daddy cos he has some money in the bank...abeg chilllllll. Im not trying to sound holier than thou or anything cos trust me im far from that but i think u have to draw the line somewhere sha. Fair play to people who can do that wit a clear conscience..I know i wont like the idea of my dad getting it on with my friend.
The worst part of it is cos im so against the whole thing i've never even learnt the best way to deal with it, without letting the guy know exactly what i think of him and his stupid money...
...How do u tell a client that u dont play like that when ur managers are telling you to keep him sweet( why the hell does Naija not have sexual harassment laws abeg ehn!!!)...Guys please explain..what makes a guy invites his friends daughter out clubbing???
In the course of my complaints to my friends and colleagues about all the daily crap...i heard some stories that honestly are unbelievable...
...Like being appraised by your boss and he's playing with himself
....Your boss literally chasing u around his office
....Going out of town for a meeting with a manager and he makes sure that only one room is booked for u both
God grant me patience cos i can see myself drop kicking some guy in the very near future...God help the fool who admonishes me for beating my elders!!!
20 April
Compromise or not!!!
Im back!!!! and boy have i missed blogging and peeping @ other peoples blog...i think im a secret voyeur!
i have learnt so many things during my downtime and had time to reflect.
Realised one or two things about myself i coulda sworn were so not me...eg...i so wanna get married soon...ok maybe its all the wedding IVs i have been getting lately or all the cute God children i seem 2 have acquired overnite!!
...So now i all I have 2 do is find a man....not that hard is it??...and while im at it, i think i might have to reconsider a my entire criteria cos based on the guys im meeting lately...i think it sucks!
Like the only Yoruba guys clause....Its still cool if his mum is yoruba rite??
Or the religion one...im a firm believer in the " dont be unequally yoked statement"...but what if thats the only thing "wrong" with him?? Him being of a wrong religion?
Cos the one who kinda fits the Yoruba and right religion, is cute, tall, dark, handsome, yummy(lol), is 2 much of a laidback guy...ok lazy if u must know...which is such a turn off!!
Ok maybe my criteria is a bit off...
i like tall, dark guys...(tyrese looking....cliche rite...LOL...even im laughing now)
hardworking...confident..know wat he wants type
Yoruba guy...ok thats years of mummy and naija movies indoctrination( which by the way is wearing off VERY quickly @ d moment...cos this ibo boy fine no be small, but does that mean i also have 2 learn IBO and how to cook nkwobi???)
Church going @ least....(thats not asking for 2 much rite...cos i know im not where i want 2 be yet with God but it'l be cool to have someone who understands)
Someone who listens ..( cos i have a LOT 2 say...and i can talk a lot 2)
At least have some kind of fashion sense...( dont worry im not expecting a David Beckham/Diddy type)
Doesnt take himself 2 seriously.....( cos i can be very playful......ok no can involved...I AM)
Wow..thats a whole lot of things to expect from someone rite....i think im in trouble....my mum says i need 2 compromise...which i know is true but i dunno wat parts i can do without!!
Ok maybe subconsciouly im really not ready 2 commit which is why i have all these funny criteria.....I just hope that subconscious gets itself together...and QUICK 2...cos OMG I needs some LOVING!!!!
i have learnt so many things during my downtime and had time to reflect.
Realised one or two things about myself i coulda sworn were so not me...eg...i so wanna get married soon...ok maybe its all the wedding IVs i have been getting lately or all the cute God children i seem 2 have acquired overnite!!
...So now i all I have 2 do is find a man....not that hard is it??...and while im at it, i think i might have to reconsider a my entire criteria cos based on the guys im meeting lately...i think it sucks!
Like the only Yoruba guys clause....Its still cool if his mum is yoruba rite??
Or the religion one...im a firm believer in the " dont be unequally yoked statement"...but what if thats the only thing "wrong" with him?? Him being of a wrong religion?
Cos the one who kinda fits the Yoruba and right religion, is cute, tall, dark, handsome, yummy(lol), is 2 much of a laidback guy...ok lazy if u must know...which is such a turn off!!
Ok maybe my criteria is a bit off...
i like tall, dark guys...(tyrese looking....cliche rite...LOL...even im laughing now)
hardworking...confident..know wat he wants type
Yoruba guy...ok thats years of mummy and naija movies indoctrination( which by the way is wearing off VERY quickly @ d moment...cos this ibo boy fine no be small, but does that mean i also have 2 learn IBO and how to cook nkwobi???)
Church going @ least....(thats not asking for 2 much rite...cos i know im not where i want 2 be yet with God but it'l be cool to have someone who understands)
Someone who listens ..( cos i have a LOT 2 say...and i can talk a lot 2)
At least have some kind of fashion sense...( dont worry im not expecting a David Beckham/Diddy type)
Doesnt take himself 2 seriously.....( cos i can be very playful......ok no can involved...I AM)
Wow..thats a whole lot of things to expect from someone rite....i think im in trouble....my mum says i need 2 compromise...which i know is true but i dunno wat parts i can do without!!
Ok maybe subconsciouly im really not ready 2 commit which is why i have all these funny criteria.....I just hope that subconscious gets itself together...and QUICK 2...cos OMG I needs some LOVING!!!!
31 March
HEY!!!!!!!!!!!
wow...i know i've been AWOL for a bit...too many things going on!! I have had a rollercoaster couple of weeks tho..had my birthday and it was definetly the most fun i have had in a while...so many presents and even weeks after im still getting them, I feel so loved!!....but then i had a health scare a few days later...i have been in and out of hospital and hooked up 2 all those machines i only ever saw in ER....thank God im ok now but i have 2 rest for a loooooooooooooooooong time...so no work( which is wonderful) and more time to fuel my addictions....blogging,facebook and junk food!!!
Anyway id be back soon wit a full update...till then xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Anyway id be back soon wit a full update...till then xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
11 March
The weirdness of me!
So im finally out of my depressing funk.....i was having a bad week as u can tell by my previous post....Anyhoo..whats new abi? my birthday's coming up and im planning a fabulous day out....no slaving over a hot stove for me this year, only for some annoying ,mo gbo mo branch ,pple 2 come and eat my food without getting me a gift!!! Hell no...even a card would have been okay sef...at least it'd show you have shame! lol.
Anyway sha, this week has been so much better and finally the rains have started in Lagos and Im so excited...weird rite....well firstly the place has been so hot that my babe status has been dimishing ,especially wit the fact that my fabulous face melts as soon as i step out the house...so not cool....and how much of a babe can u be when you are sweating like a christmas goat...ewwwww.
Secondly u know how rain in Naija is...dark, thundery and lovely when you are stuck at home under a blanket.......aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah i want a man o, just imagine the possibilities!!
Talking about men sef...i just remembered some experiences i've had...some good, some bad and some downright weird....i swear there are as much crazies in naija as abound in other nationalities o...
I can remember one dude i dated a while back(rebound guy...u know the one who makes u feel like ur like beyonce...worships d ground u walk on and all tht crap...but hell no are u taking him out in public...yeah i know im bad...abeg im human jo...who knows wat crap one mumu is yarning about me 2)....anyway it was all cool till he decided it was the day o...u know 2 do the deed....and i just couldn't he tried every lyric in the book and i tried every excuse in the world...anyway when the guy realise no way sha...thats how he just stripped o...started wanking himself!!!! I couldnt believe it...every few seconds he'd ask me 2 moan and say his name.....(strange)...
....the whole scene was the weirdest thing in the world...cured my need for a rebound guy as soon as i could leg it out of there....everytime i think of the dude i just laugh @ myself...( wait o...am i the only one who thinks its weird...maybe im the weirdo...lol).
At least all the MFM prayers have worked, and crazies have all but vanished from my life...just in case tho i carry my cross and holy water around...Get thee behind me psychos!!!
I finally met a sane one, but now he's gone so far away and from my experience long distance relationships are a bitch!!But im determined to try cos he's just so cool, nice, sweet....OMG!!
Anyway sha, this week has been so much better and finally the rains have started in Lagos and Im so excited...weird rite....well firstly the place has been so hot that my babe status has been dimishing ,especially wit the fact that my fabulous face melts as soon as i step out the house...so not cool....and how much of a babe can u be when you are sweating like a christmas goat...ewwwww.
Secondly u know how rain in Naija is...dark, thundery and lovely when you are stuck at home under a blanket.......aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah i want a man o, just imagine the possibilities!!
Talking about men sef...i just remembered some experiences i've had...some good, some bad and some downright weird....i swear there are as much crazies in naija as abound in other nationalities o...
I can remember one dude i dated a while back(rebound guy...u know the one who makes u feel like ur like beyonce...worships d ground u walk on and all tht crap...but hell no are u taking him out in public...yeah i know im bad...abeg im human jo...who knows wat crap one mumu is yarning about me 2)....anyway it was all cool till he decided it was the day o...u know 2 do the deed....and i just couldn't he tried every lyric in the book and i tried every excuse in the world...anyway when the guy realise no way sha...thats how he just stripped o...started wanking himself!!!! I couldnt believe it...every few seconds he'd ask me 2 moan and say his name.....(strange)...
....the whole scene was the weirdest thing in the world...cured my need for a rebound guy as soon as i could leg it out of there....everytime i think of the dude i just laugh @ myself...( wait o...am i the only one who thinks its weird...maybe im the weirdo...lol).
At least all the MFM prayers have worked, and crazies have all but vanished from my life...just in case tho i carry my cross and holy water around...Get thee behind me psychos!!!
I finally met a sane one, but now he's gone so far away and from my experience long distance relationships are a bitch!!But im determined to try cos he's just so cool, nice, sweet....OMG!!
Met him through the funniest circumstances possible....will tell the story about that later
He's nice, funny and i can be myself with him
I can be as razz as i want to....
...and as stoosh as i care to...it doesnt matter.
I can call him 100 times a day and not feel like a stalker…..he'd always have time to talk.
He thinks my weirdness is cool
He doesnt mind if i put on weight, he thinks it'll make me womanly and sexy!!...and considerin how much i eat i know thats inevitable (Im always wary if a guy says he likes how slim i am...its only a matter of time im sure)
He respects my moral side...even when he doesnt understand
He's down with my freaky side....and doesnt judge my mistakes
I like him....a lot...which just means Im gonna find a reason to mess it up...v soon!!
He's nice, funny and i can be myself with him
I can be as razz as i want to....
...and as stoosh as i care to...it doesnt matter.
I can call him 100 times a day and not feel like a stalker…..he'd always have time to talk.
He thinks my weirdness is cool
He doesnt mind if i put on weight, he thinks it'll make me womanly and sexy!!...and considerin how much i eat i know thats inevitable (Im always wary if a guy says he likes how slim i am...its only a matter of time im sure)
He respects my moral side...even when he doesnt understand
He's down with my freaky side....and doesnt judge my mistakes
I like him....a lot...which just means Im gonna find a reason to mess it up...v soon!!
03 March
I'm so tired
Im tired of you
Im tired of being the nice one
Im tired of being the perfect daughter
Im tired of being the perfect sister
Im tired of being the perfect friend
Im tired of always listening, who is listening to me??
Im tired of hearing your mum is bad
Im tired of hearing im leaving your dad
How did y'all get together when i wasn't even born?
Im tired of always saying yes
Im tired of you not asking if im ok, is it because Im smiling..
Yeah Im tired of that too....smiling that is,
It makes you think im happy? Well Im not
Im tired of you not asking if im ok, is it because Im smiling..
Yeah Im tired of that too....smiling that is,
It makes you think im happy? Well Im not
Im tired of saying nothing just to make you happy
Im tired of keeping the peace
Im tired of trying
Im tired! tired! tired!
I just wanna be me...
Is that too much to ask??
I need to sleep now...Im so tired!
Im tired! tired! tired!
I just wanna be me...
Is that too much to ask??
I need to sleep now...Im so tired!
25 February
NYSC...Part 1
So i finally decided to move 2 Lagos for that NYSC business after some manipulation from the folks....i was excited and scared @ d same time......excited cos i couldnt wait 2 get my hands on those boot camp training( im secretly a tomboy under all d makeup...lol).....
.....scared cos i've heard such horror stories about d hygiene of that place...masses of people in a room, disgusting bathrooms...ewwwwwwwwww...i was not about to relive my secondary school days..uhn uhn..but i love me some adventure so i put on a bold face and got with the program.
First day...
Got there all jandified wit my funky luggage, bucket, pillow,d works and by the end of the 11 hour registration, i was as razz as an agbero.( U know now...bus conductor...forming lik u dont know) Firstly nigerians do not understand the basic concept of queueing...esp in that camp...so if you are coming from jand/yankee or anywhere that stuff works...abeg dont be like me o, go to camp on the second day when all the rush has died down or you will be frustrated.
I had so many arguments that day, im shocked i didnt get a name( maybe i even did sef, not like they would have told me abi), all with people trying 2 cut in front of me, lik i came there 2 sell groundnut...HISSSS. The most annoying one was with some annoying Ibo dude lik this, id been on this one queue for ages and d dude just bounced in....
Me: excuse me, u know theres a queue
Ibo dude: no answer
Me: excuse me! tap him on the shoulder
ID: wat? i heard u but i was here before...and how dare u tap me...a woman for that matter!!
Me: SORRY!!!! SAY WHAT!!
I couldnt believe my ears...i swear i had 2 say a short prayer or else i would have killed somebody, by the time i finished, d dude did not have 2 be told before he faded...imagine the crap...so my fellow ladies be prepared...there are a lot of guys like that in camp, dont stand for any crap.
Anyway for any poor soul who intends to come for the next batch...here are my survival tips sha:
Make friends with the corper doctors, they hold the exeat key ( im not a fan of the escaping through the bushes...but hey whatever works for you)
Pally the soldiers up!! a couple of rounds @ guinness stand= bout N1000
peace of mind and getting away with murder = priceless!
You might have to stay there for a few nights, to survive...have an open mind!! and make friends with ur bunkmate....ur things will always be safe and you will always have water ( well maybe i was just lucky!)
Always have a torchlight.( Nepa practically doesnt exist)...and it will make it easier to make mischief with all the dodginess that goes on there @ nite. Just go a'strolling past d parade ground once its dark...;-)
Only take things which you dont mind losing.
No matter what size you write while registering, your uniform will be too big or too small.Visit the women behind mammy market!
You will need one of those waist pouches...or a mini bag which will b comfortable for u to take EVERYWHERE.
The final week is fun, try to enjoy it.
.....scared cos i've heard such horror stories about d hygiene of that place...masses of people in a room, disgusting bathrooms...ewwwwwwwwww...i was not about to relive my secondary school days..uhn uhn..but i love me some adventure so i put on a bold face and got with the program.
First day...
Got there all jandified wit my funky luggage, bucket, pillow,d works and by the end of the 11 hour registration, i was as razz as an agbero.( U know now...bus conductor...forming lik u dont know) Firstly nigerians do not understand the basic concept of queueing...esp in that camp...so if you are coming from jand/yankee or anywhere that stuff works...abeg dont be like me o, go to camp on the second day when all the rush has died down or you will be frustrated.
I had so many arguments that day, im shocked i didnt get a name( maybe i even did sef, not like they would have told me abi), all with people trying 2 cut in front of me, lik i came there 2 sell groundnut...HISSSS. The most annoying one was with some annoying Ibo dude lik this, id been on this one queue for ages and d dude just bounced in....
Me: excuse me, u know theres a queue
Ibo dude: no answer
Me: excuse me! tap him on the shoulder
ID: wat? i heard u but i was here before...and how dare u tap me...a woman for that matter!!
Me: SORRY!!!! SAY WHAT!!
I couldnt believe my ears...i swear i had 2 say a short prayer or else i would have killed somebody, by the time i finished, d dude did not have 2 be told before he faded...imagine the crap...so my fellow ladies be prepared...there are a lot of guys like that in camp, dont stand for any crap.
Anyway for any poor soul who intends to come for the next batch...here are my survival tips sha:
Make friends with the corper doctors, they hold the exeat key ( im not a fan of the escaping through the bushes...but hey whatever works for you)
Pally the soldiers up!! a couple of rounds @ guinness stand= bout N1000
peace of mind and getting away with murder = priceless!
You might have to stay there for a few nights, to survive...have an open mind!! and make friends with ur bunkmate....ur things will always be safe and you will always have water ( well maybe i was just lucky!)
Always have a torchlight.( Nepa practically doesnt exist)...and it will make it easier to make mischief with all the dodginess that goes on there @ nite. Just go a'strolling past d parade ground once its dark...;-)
Only take things which you dont mind losing.
No matter what size you write while registering, your uniform will be too big or too small.Visit the women behind mammy market!
You will need one of those waist pouches...or a mini bag which will b comfortable for u to take EVERYWHERE.
The final week is fun, try to enjoy it.
19 February
Confusion!!
I'm Leaving"
[Chorus:]
When I first met you,you told me exactly how it would be
You had a lady and couldn't spend all your time with me
I only wanted to kick it, so I said 'cool, you can keep her'
Long as you satisfy me
But as the weeks went by I, I started feelin' strange
Somethin' was deep in my heart, somethin' I can't explain
I think I'm fallin' in love with you boy
I'm needing you so much,
I'm cryin' just to feel your touch
I gotta leave you
[verse 1]
I didn't want no man
I didn't wanna fall in love, and
I didn't care about your girl
I didn't care how we would end up
But that was then, this is now
I think I'm experiencing love
I don't wanna wreck up your home
That's why I'm convinced, I gotta go
[Chorus]
Everytime she calls, you expect
Me to disappear like we never met
At first I didn't mind, but now I
Sometimes feel like you're all mine
You told me it was all about me, meI
t's not about me if your still with her
Now I've realized that I've gotta move on
It might be hard, but I,I gotta move on
[Chorus]
I gotta leave you (gotta leave you)
I gotta leave you (gotta leave you
This song brings back so many memories of a time in my life
It reminds me, just in case im ever forgetting, how hard it is for females to seperate sex and emotion...its almost impossible!!
I remember when i met him...lets call him Hottest Sturves(HS) cos thats wat he was....id been checkin him out for weeks!!! and as luck would have it, we got 2 talkin @ some random party. I was sold before he even said anything....by the time i realised he had a girlfriend it was too late i was well and truly hooked!
You would think that was a big enuff sign 4 me abi...noooo the sturves was just 2 good and i convinced myself that was all it was...sex nothing more...i could bounce whenever...whenever became weeks, weeks became months, months became years, i became one of those babes u onlly read about...my whole life revolved around him, now i understand how Amy Winehouse feels...it was like i was on Crack!!
After years of him blowing hot and cold and never committing, i decided that id had enough! This was it! No matter how gragged i was, i wasn't going back( Damn! that was the hardest part cos the sex was mind blowing!).I was finally free!
Till he came back...He says he loves me? He wants me back! We should make a go of things this time! He cant see himself wit anyone else!!
And I'm back there again....thinking about him!Saying this time it'll be different!
Am i stupid? In love? Or have i read too many freakin Mills & Boons?
[Chorus:]
When I first met you,you told me exactly how it would be
You had a lady and couldn't spend all your time with me
I only wanted to kick it, so I said 'cool, you can keep her'
Long as you satisfy me
But as the weeks went by I, I started feelin' strange
Somethin' was deep in my heart, somethin' I can't explain
I think I'm fallin' in love with you boy
I'm needing you so much,
I'm cryin' just to feel your touch
I gotta leave you
[verse 1]
I didn't want no man
I didn't wanna fall in love, and
I didn't care about your girl
I didn't care how we would end up
But that was then, this is now
I think I'm experiencing love
I don't wanna wreck up your home
That's why I'm convinced, I gotta go
[Chorus]
Everytime she calls, you expect
Me to disappear like we never met
At first I didn't mind, but now I
Sometimes feel like you're all mine
You told me it was all about me, meI
t's not about me if your still with her
Now I've realized that I've gotta move on
It might be hard, but I,I gotta move on
[Chorus]
I gotta leave you (gotta leave you)
I gotta leave you (gotta leave you
This song brings back so many memories of a time in my life
It reminds me, just in case im ever forgetting, how hard it is for females to seperate sex and emotion...its almost impossible!!
I remember when i met him...lets call him Hottest Sturves(HS) cos thats wat he was....id been checkin him out for weeks!!! and as luck would have it, we got 2 talkin @ some random party. I was sold before he even said anything....by the time i realised he had a girlfriend it was too late i was well and truly hooked!
You would think that was a big enuff sign 4 me abi...noooo the sturves was just 2 good and i convinced myself that was all it was...sex nothing more...i could bounce whenever...whenever became weeks, weeks became months, months became years, i became one of those babes u onlly read about...my whole life revolved around him, now i understand how Amy Winehouse feels...it was like i was on Crack!!
After years of him blowing hot and cold and never committing, i decided that id had enough! This was it! No matter how gragged i was, i wasn't going back( Damn! that was the hardest part cos the sex was mind blowing!).I was finally free!
Till he came back...He says he loves me? He wants me back! We should make a go of things this time! He cant see himself wit anyone else!!
And I'm back there again....thinking about him!Saying this time it'll be different!
Am i stupid? In love? Or have i read too many freakin Mills & Boons?
18 February
60 Questions! Get to know me!
1. What time did you get up this morning?
4:55am...
2. Diamonds or pearls?
Diamonds!
3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema?
Meet the Spartans
4. What is your favorite TV show?
C.S.I any day
5. What did you have for breakfast?
Not a breakfast person
6. What is your middle name?
O…
7. What is your favorite cuisine/meal?
Amala and okro (I love my naija food!)
8. What foods do you dislike?
CORN!!! Not a fan of Sushi either…raw food..Hell no!
9. Your favorite Potato chip?
Thai sweet chilli…yummy!
10. What is your favorite CD at the moment?
Amy Winehouse (Back to Black)
11. What kind of car do you drive?
None @ d moment
12. Favorite sandwich?
Subway melt with mayo,
13. What characteristics do you despise?
Tardiness and stinginess..eww
14. Favorite item of clothing?
Tank tops, skinny jeans with heels
15. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would you go?
16. What color is your bathroom?
Pink…hey I’m a girl!
17. Favorite brand of clothing?
I’m a fashion whore…I can’t pick one
18. Where would you want to retire?
19. Favorite time of day?
5pm!!
20. Where were you born?
21. Favorite sport(s) to watch?
Ballroom dancing (Is that a sport?)
22. Who do you least expect to respond to this?
Dunno
23. Person you expect to respond first?
Dunno!
24. What laundry scent do you use?
Lavender
25. Coke or Pepsi?
Coke
26. Are you a morning person or night owl?
Night owl…till I started d JOB..Now I dunno
27. What size shoe do you wear?
British 7
28. Do you have pets?
Eww no
29. Any new and exciting news you'd like to share with everyone?
New, yep…exciting def not. Just failed an exam and a bit miserable.
30. What did you want to be when you were little?
A model!
31.
Kinder Bueno…yummy
32. What is your best childhood memory?
Watching my mum bake cakes just so I could lick the bowl afterwards!
33. What are the different jobs you have had in your life?
Accounts, accountant, auditor..Hey I love figures!
34. What color/type underwear are you wearing?
Navy French knickers
35. Nicknames
Lil Butter... ;-)..well thts d one i love anyway
36. Piercing?
Nope…too scared of needles
37. Eye color?
Brown
38. Ever been to
Hell yeah…that’s my home!
38b) Ever been to
Nope
39. Ever been toilet papering or rolling?
What?
40. Love someone so much it made you cry?
Unfortunately Yes
41. Been in a car accident?
Yup! Hey I was learning
42. Croutons or bacon bits?
Bacon bits…ok maybe a bit of croutons too
43. Favorite day of the week?
Thursday…. For now
44. Favorite restaurant?
@ D moment Villa Medici…
45. Favorite flower?
Im allergic
46. Favorite ice cream?
Strawberry cheesecake
47. How many times did you fail your driver's test?
Never
48. What color is your bedroom carpet?
Tiled
49. How many times did you fail your driver's test?
Never
50. Before this one, from whom did you get your last email?
From my exam…telling me I failed
51. Which stores would you choose to max out your credit card?
Selfridges/ Harvey Nicks
53. What do you do most often when you are bored?
Read, facebook and phone
53. Bedtime?
weekdays 11pm…weekends..whenever
54. Who are you most curious about their responses to this questionnaire?
Everyone.
55. Last person you went to dinner with?
My best friend…girls outing
56. What are you listening to right now?
Business News.
57. What is your favorite color?
RED
58.
None…ok maybe lake…less scary
59. How many tattoos do you have?
None... yet.
60. Which came first, the chicken or the egg?
The chicken
17 February
Finally
shame! I know. I have been meaning to start this blog for only God knows how long, but now i think its time.
So why today? OMG i have had the crappiest couple of weeks!!
Why is it that when you are younger, parents never want 2 see any boys around and then all of a sudden they flip the script as soon as u get 2 that dreaded twenty something age??? " you are not getting any younger o!!"", "where is your boyfriend now"? is all i seem to hear..
I think I'm slowly going crazy, i wasnt sure how crazy till i considered giving my controlling,potential wife-beater,ex-boyfriend another chance just to shut them up for a while, at least when we do break up i will have a couple months of grace to get over my heart break right??
So why today? OMG i have had the crappiest couple of weeks!!
Why is it that when you are younger, parents never want 2 see any boys around and then all of a sudden they flip the script as soon as u get 2 that dreaded twenty something age??? " you are not getting any younger o!!"", "where is your boyfriend now"? is all i seem to hear..
My parents are driving me nuts, all this talk of boyfriend, marriage and all their contradictions! And you know how naija parents are, Oh NO! it doesn’t stop with them, it filters on to everyone.Uncles, Aunts, Grandmas, even Drivers!Everybody! They all seem to have an opinion on what the problem is and of course how to solve it.
Dress this way! Do your hair like this! Go out more! Stay at home and be a good girl! So which one of these boys are you picking? There are too many boys visiting you! Pick one…Anyone!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!
I think I'm slowly going crazy, i wasnt sure how crazy till i considered giving my controlling,potential wife-beater,ex-boyfriend another chance just to shut them up for a while, at least when we do break up i will have a couple months of grace to get over my heart break right??
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