What is it with old people bringing up mess from the past...na wa o...hmmm. It's been 3million years...let it go and let it die...sheeeshh!!
Anyway jor...It's Lent, I'm not allowed to smoke, drink, have sex, or curse...I dont do half of the things on d list so it was kinda hard to come up with a self denial for baba God for the season. You know how I said I was going to stay away from my addiction?..Well, PB has me sprung but he doesn't know it. Well, he kinda knows it now though cos I told him I had to give up something I really really really like for 40days. And I chose him,... my addiction...lol. Momsie thot that was harsh and asked that I msg him from time to time at least...Hmmm...Nah mehn, babes are going cold turkey on this one...hehehehe.
40 virtual kisses and One I Love you later, I'm actually doing fine. It's been a day, and I've not felt the need to talk to him. Except for tonight cos I have one ghen ghen gist for him abt one somborrry that has started again o...lol.
Anyway bloggers...pls lets try to get closer to God ehn. I'm trying to grow as a Chirstian so I employ you all to join in on this journey. It will be gr8, I know.
Read Mathew 6: 1-6, 16-21. Teaches us that we need to be humble about certain things in regards to being Christians.
I'm off to bed...I think I should chop b4 i hit this very springy bed. I discovered one deli joint close to my house. Their hot panini's are wicked...Boyyyyy...I'm about to get broke from eating there constantly. I'll overdo it and then get sick of it but until then,...I'll enjoy every bite .
Vindicat...Lol...when I play that ur NEPA tune, I just laff out loud. Jokes m8. Ooo...I watched Seven Pounds o...Buttercup or was it Unwritten that recommended it. Very lovely film. Happy-go-Lucky was nice too...not everyone will like it but it made me laff and happy. Nights in Rodanthe...sad, sad...as in these days, in order to make their point, writers just kill off main characters like cockroaches...lol. I dont need that mayne. I also saw errr...Not easily broken. Now with that movie, I worry that a lot of marriages end up being sour. I pray my marriage will remain lively FOREVER...I have to marry a joker o..not all these serious guys that don't get my sweet humor.
I was praying for my unborn kids yesterday and I decided that whenever they or their daddy, (my beautiful future husband) get back home, I'll greet them with a big sincere smile and a big fat smooch....all five of them. I want a verrrryyy happy home filled with laughter and joy. And my house will always be filled with people. My friends and their kids and spouses, my cousins and their families, my brothers and their kids and spouses, Papi and Nana (my parents...lol), my beautiful husbands family and friends....Ahhhh....My house will be the joint.
I'll have a secret section where I can go and hide when I need to as well cos there will be days when I get in touch with my feminine side and start PMS'ing ;-)
Congrats to my Pilot friend whose wife just pushed out an 8 pound baby boy. Bigs ups to you wifey mayne...ko easy. I give you sone credit for the gr8 swimmers you have....lmao.
nitey nite guys.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
LMJ-Nigerian Comedian
LMAO...If you have Insomnia like me, here's something to keep you going while everyones asleep. SLEEP WHEN YOU're OLD...hehehe
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Weekend Rendezvous
Ahhh...what a fab weekend.
***Stretching***
Ok, what is the opposite of a jinx??? I'm so knocking on wood right now.
So, I decided to got to some yankee babes party on Friday with the boys. As my road dawg and I have divorced each other, more like the oniranu girl moved back to gidi...hiss...Okpon is my only other friend I can't hang with because she's pre-occupied with the hardknocks of life...Poor kid. Anywho, so I was stuck with the guys and as usual, I ended up finding a comfortable bubble where I didn't have to give pseudo-smiles and unnecessary small talk....Or so i thought. So, I ordered a glass of sweet-chilled red wine at the bar and was watching an American football game. I don't even like American football but I had to entertain myself somehow. Then this guy comes up to chat me up....it must've been my hair because he had very long locs. 4 one question answers and and three sips later, he excuses himself and my boys come to my aid. So, ashawo (my homeboy) and I fake-flirt a lot right, cos we cool like that, but I didn't want to play along this time because the man of my last post was there mehnnnn....lmao. I don't know if he plays drums in his spare time o, but damn...the brother was A-OK!!!...He was dressed just the way I like from his full head of hair, to his lovely jacket, to his classy shoes...Whoooosaaaa!!!! As babes were devising how to get the brother to my corner, I saw that he was fully engrossed in a conversation with a mutual friend. God works in mysterious ways I tell ya...lol. So, thats how I ended up talking to Mr. Dreams o. He was even Afrikan. His name sounds like Aqua...thats what he whispered in my ear as he tried teach me how to pronounce his name over the loud music : )
But the brother was doing gentle guy too much jor, so me I faded and went to play tennis with ashawo on Nintendo wii. After that glass of wine and a few shots of Vodka, I was alright beating everyone on the Wii. It was fun mehn. Me and some girl partnered up against the guys in Bowling and we whooped them so bad, it was embarrassing. Something about his balls going to the left got us all cracking up...he was referring to the bowling ball, but it dint even sound right when he said it..lol. So, Mr. Dreams apparently asked 'mutual friend' if I was with him, and he said No....*blushing*...I acted like I didn't send...lmao...meanwhile, I was ecstatic. He kept hovering around me and I noticed because he announced that he was leaving, yet he was still in the Wii section acting busy an hour after...lol. Boys sha...it's all ashewo's fault. He was very touchy...gosh, just spoilt my whole runs. But whatever, if he can't come after what he wants, o well.
Saturday, i recruited some more boys, 3 of them to go to an arts show with me. Of course, these men were bodyguarding me all night, so as normal, man traffic was coming my way was reduced by 90%...up until the end of the show where i started talking to this guy with a Caribbean accent. I asked were he was from and he said New York......huh???...I didn't even bother asking were he was REALLY from...lol. Blah, blah, blahs and a few music recommendations later, I told him bye and he said he'd look for me on Facebook...lmao...as in, who does that. I spotted some twins that went to undergrad with me so we exchanged numbers. And then I got the number of the drummer boy of the night...lol. He was not that cute sha...he was yellow and I prefer hot cocoa. But the saxophonist on the other hand was....*pause*....*long pause.....*longer pause****..Dayuuummmm!!! That bother was hot upclose o...When he was playing, i thought, hmmmm....not bad, and he has got skills to...but when I hugged him later on, I fell in lust...lol. I love his passion mehn. And he apparently lives in my area...hehehe. Don't worry ehn, I'm just having fun, nothing serious with all 'em boys. It's all business. So on our way back home, DZ had us reminiscing about old disney movies/cartoons...Aladdin, Little Mermaid, Mulan, Lion King and the rest. Thats how this boy started playing Lion King soundtrack o...lol. Then we all started singing "I can show you the world" from Aladdin...lmao...Jokes m8. I had mad fun this valentine weekend. Normally, I just sulk at the fact that I'm in yankee and everone is going red crazy in Naija, and I can't date anyone is this foolish town cos they've all been passed around like std's, it's very very disgusting. Even the one I had something with way back when ehn, I deny we ever had anything till today...lol. Your past will most times hunt you and it can/will eventually embarrass you in the future mehn....my goodness...one other guy sef is in ...I'm shy to say it...is now in the 'music' business...lmao. Arrrgghhh...shoot me now...I am so denying that one as well...It's kinda mean, but mehn...babes have to protect their future post in Aso Rock...you get me...hehehehe.
If you haven't seen "He's Just not that into you"...Then you made a wise choice sir or madam. If you are about to pay $10 to see that crap, please STOP now and save your hard earned recession dollar$. What a waste of my time, money and gas....hisssss.... As in, I was tempted to leave the cinema in the middle of the movie but I had to watch the rest of my money roll away in the movie reel. Mscheeewwww!!! Gosh, I think I'm emotionless these days mayne...as in, iss like, you know...Me,...hate a chik flick??? What on earth is wrong with me o???....Actually, I know the answer to that...it's all the advise mama implanted into my brain...lol. I'm officially messed up mehn...I pity the fool who dare thread upon this avalanche called LP. As in, I really pity PB...although I've been acting very awkward, I let him know that I ain't faking, and I'm crazy and a handfull...he came back... He must either be calling my bluff or really wants to be with a psycho.
He woke me up and we celebrated Valentine our own little way : ) (Puke)
And of course, the highlight of my weekend was me getting to babysit my baby yesterday, and today we bonded some more. I still don't know why that boy loves me so much....hmmmm...I actually really want to know why, but damn. He really makes me want to have one of my own. With the way he smiles,...I can't be upset around that boy...it's almost impossible. And he's so sweet and he knows how to get his way with me. Even when he's driving me crazy, he's still adorable. I have to get him a guitar to play with when he comes over because somehow, mine has become his favorite item to play with in the house. And I allow him to bang and pull on the strings as he pleases...Now, thats love. If any other kid tried that, I'd woze them so hard...lol...just kidding.
So my room is a hot mess. Just did my laundry and threw all the clothes on the duvet on the floor. And with two pillows and my stuffed doggy snoopy, I'm very tempted to spend the night on my clothes. It just looks so cozy down there. Ok, I'm begining to sound too real for you lot to handle. I don't want you guys getting the wrong idea. I only do these things when I'm sober...haha.
Peace out jare...long long post...need to go beddy bye...no presidents day break so school.lab.work.tomorrow. Have a blessed week and don't forget to say your Psalms...I like Psalm 91.
See ya, Cash Ya, Layrer!!!
***Stretching***
Ok, what is the opposite of a jinx??? I'm so knocking on wood right now.
So, I decided to got to some yankee babes party on Friday with the boys. As my road dawg and I have divorced each other, more like the oniranu girl moved back to gidi...hiss...Okpon is my only other friend I can't hang with because she's pre-occupied with the hardknocks of life...Poor kid. Anywho, so I was stuck with the guys and as usual, I ended up finding a comfortable bubble where I didn't have to give pseudo-smiles and unnecessary small talk....Or so i thought. So, I ordered a glass of sweet-chilled red wine at the bar and was watching an American football game. I don't even like American football but I had to entertain myself somehow. Then this guy comes up to chat me up....it must've been my hair because he had very long locs. 4 one question answers and and three sips later, he excuses himself and my boys come to my aid. So, ashawo (my homeboy) and I fake-flirt a lot right, cos we cool like that, but I didn't want to play along this time because the man of my last post was there mehnnnn....lmao. I don't know if he plays drums in his spare time o, but damn...the brother was A-OK!!!...He was dressed just the way I like from his full head of hair, to his lovely jacket, to his classy shoes...Whoooosaaaa!!!! As babes were devising how to get the brother to my corner, I saw that he was fully engrossed in a conversation with a mutual friend. God works in mysterious ways I tell ya...lol. So, thats how I ended up talking to Mr. Dreams o. He was even Afrikan. His name sounds like Aqua...thats what he whispered in my ear as he tried teach me how to pronounce his name over the loud music : )
But the brother was doing gentle guy too much jor, so me I faded and went to play tennis with ashawo on Nintendo wii. After that glass of wine and a few shots of Vodka, I was alright beating everyone on the Wii. It was fun mehn. Me and some girl partnered up against the guys in Bowling and we whooped them so bad, it was embarrassing. Something about his balls going to the left got us all cracking up...he was referring to the bowling ball, but it dint even sound right when he said it..lol. So, Mr. Dreams apparently asked 'mutual friend' if I was with him, and he said No....*blushing*...I acted like I didn't send...lmao...meanwhile, I was ecstatic. He kept hovering around me and I noticed because he announced that he was leaving, yet he was still in the Wii section acting busy an hour after...lol. Boys sha...it's all ashewo's fault. He was very touchy...gosh, just spoilt my whole runs. But whatever, if he can't come after what he wants, o well.
Saturday, i recruited some more boys, 3 of them to go to an arts show with me. Of course, these men were bodyguarding me all night, so as normal, man traffic was coming my way was reduced by 90%...up until the end of the show where i started talking to this guy with a Caribbean accent. I asked were he was from and he said New York......huh???...I didn't even bother asking were he was REALLY from...lol. Blah, blah, blahs and a few music recommendations later, I told him bye and he said he'd look for me on Facebook...lmao...as in, who does that. I spotted some twins that went to undergrad with me so we exchanged numbers. And then I got the number of the drummer boy of the night...lol. He was not that cute sha...he was yellow and I prefer hot cocoa. But the saxophonist on the other hand was....*pause*....*long pause.....*longer pause****..Dayuuummmm!!! That bother was hot upclose o...When he was playing, i thought, hmmmm....not bad, and he has got skills to...but when I hugged him later on, I fell in lust...lol. I love his passion mehn. And he apparently lives in my area...hehehe. Don't worry ehn, I'm just having fun, nothing serious with all 'em boys. It's all business. So on our way back home, DZ had us reminiscing about old disney movies/cartoons...Aladdin, Little Mermaid, Mulan, Lion King and the rest. Thats how this boy started playing Lion King soundtrack o...lol. Then we all started singing "I can show you the world" from Aladdin...lmao...Jokes m8. I had mad fun this valentine weekend. Normally, I just sulk at the fact that I'm in yankee and everone is going red crazy in Naija, and I can't date anyone is this foolish town cos they've all been passed around like std's, it's very very disgusting. Even the one I had something with way back when ehn, I deny we ever had anything till today...lol. Your past will most times hunt you and it can/will eventually embarrass you in the future mehn....my goodness...one other guy sef is in ...I'm shy to say it...is now in the 'music' business...lmao. Arrrgghhh...shoot me now...I am so denying that one as well...It's kinda mean, but mehn...babes have to protect their future post in Aso Rock...you get me...hehehehe.
If you haven't seen "He's Just not that into you"...Then you made a wise choice sir or madam. If you are about to pay $10 to see that crap, please STOP now and save your hard earned recession dollar$. What a waste of my time, money and gas....hisssss.... As in, I was tempted to leave the cinema in the middle of the movie but I had to watch the rest of my money roll away in the movie reel. Mscheeewwww!!! Gosh, I think I'm emotionless these days mayne...as in, iss like, you know...Me,...hate a chik flick??? What on earth is wrong with me o???....Actually, I know the answer to that...it's all the advise mama implanted into my brain...lol. I'm officially messed up mehn...I pity the fool who dare thread upon this avalanche called LP. As in, I really pity PB...although I've been acting very awkward, I let him know that I ain't faking, and I'm crazy and a handfull...he came back... He must either be calling my bluff or really wants to be with a psycho.
He woke me up and we celebrated Valentine our own little way : ) (Puke)
And of course, the highlight of my weekend was me getting to babysit my baby yesterday, and today we bonded some more. I still don't know why that boy loves me so much....hmmmm...I actually really want to know why, but damn. He really makes me want to have one of my own. With the way he smiles,...I can't be upset around that boy...it's almost impossible. And he's so sweet and he knows how to get his way with me. Even when he's driving me crazy, he's still adorable. I have to get him a guitar to play with when he comes over because somehow, mine has become his favorite item to play with in the house. And I allow him to bang and pull on the strings as he pleases...Now, thats love. If any other kid tried that, I'd woze them so hard...lol...just kidding.
So my room is a hot mess. Just did my laundry and threw all the clothes on the duvet on the floor. And with two pillows and my stuffed doggy snoopy, I'm very tempted to spend the night on my clothes. It just looks so cozy down there. Ok, I'm begining to sound too real for you lot to handle. I don't want you guys getting the wrong idea. I only do these things when I'm sober...haha.
Peace out jare...long long post...need to go beddy bye...no presidents day break so school.lab.work.tomorrow. Have a blessed week and don't forget to say your Psalms...I like Psalm 91.
See ya, Cash Ya, Layrer!!!
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
...In the Spirit of Valentine
...Yes, the dreaded day is approaching but I'm not going to be one to hate...No, no. As a matter of fact, this is going to be a very loving post. Errr...i have writters block tho. I could have sworn I had something relevant to say, but I can't seem to remember...Hmmm...O well. So much for a loving post...hehehe
So how d heck are ya today ey? Me, I'm pretty great.
Sometime, about two years ago, I was caught up in a sci-fi period where everyone I looked at was showing some form of affection to their partner. I know this is common place in London but in yankee, we spend most of our commuting time on the high way, so we don't get to see a lot of PDA (Public display of Affection). But this very day, there was traffic and it seemed i was stuck on the road with lovers. To my left, man kissing woman, and my right, boy kissing girl. Even kids were kissing their parents Very funky day that was. Maybe cupid was on overdrive that night.
My hair, my hair, my lovely hair...hmmm...this Loc thing is really a test of patience mayne. As in, if I paraventure try to make the hair look cultivated, na lie o. The hair will start to unravel. I just found out I have curly hair like daddy. This is no good for me at this stage in my life. I need the african side of the hair to surface and LOC...FAST!!!!.....arrrgggggghhhhhh!!!
So, i started a post about boys and girls and never got to finish it. But i will definitely post it before the end of March. The post is complicated. I'm still doing some research and the things I'm finding out are hella shocking...like Huh?..."shoot me in my right toe" kind of shocking. But i have to twist it up so as not to reveal the real characters of this madness ; )
anywho...I've been considering moving to the north so I can find the type of brothers that I fantasize about. The type of brothers that have soul and are eclectic and fun and deep and mellow all at the same time...and...and...*sigh*. I'd prefer if he were a drummer or guitarist. No lead singers tho, cos those ones will use every opportunity they get to master their vocals. That could get very annoying. A drummer might be my best option bcos he can't just whip out his drums and begin to serenade me on the spot....lol. But it'd be so hot to go to a show and see him perform on stage and have all the girls drooling over him, but he'll be all mine...ha! I actually met a guy that drums in London last summer. He's one of the coolest guys I've ever met I tell you. Just need to find me one of those in America ; )
Ok, i don't know what is in the air o, but all my friends have been acting funkylicious. My room mate has been crying since last weekend. Every movie she watched that had sad scenes brought her to tears. As in, this babe is always forming hard chik, her nickname is even Queen B and yet, she cried watching "the secret life of bee's and The family that preys"...huh??? It's either she's pregnant or she's on steroids. And then Poodles own is unbelievable,...this negro has been performing some homo moves like getting all mushy and listening to soapy songs and spamming my FB with links to soapy videos...lmao. I think "she is ready for love" no more hard babe...lmao. Shiiiiiiiiiii...Love is not home, check back l8r.
I must confess I've shocked myself a number of times this year. I think that trip to Lagos did something to me. I'm back to being a nice gangster. I've rebuilt my walls unlike Beyonce whose walls are tumbling down in 'Halo'...Aspa, I'm gangster in the sense that I don't say mushy stuff but I'm nice when it comes to Idiots that deserve to be pricked with a knife. As in, some people take the piss sha. But their crap somehow never gets to me. I don't take life so seriously, and neither do i take people that take life so seriously seriously...lol. Only if people could live their lives so freely. I would now like to be known as the Master Ignorer (MI). Thats the key to my peace of mind...ignore, ignore, ignore,....If someone curses you out with a loud speaker, act like your left brain missed it and be like..."what? could you repeat that, I wasn't paying attention"...lol. It's been working gr8 for me.
So, normally, the stores are all loving and sweet and RED with gifts and flowers and cards, but this year the valentine hype is a bit chilled. I was dreading going to the store yesterday, but it wasn't as bad as I had inmagined... guess it's the recession that caused that ey? And I hear it's going to snow this weekend. So you lovers are going to be snowed in. Hmmm...can u say baby boom...hehehehehe
This post is really not going or coming so I'm going to bed...or maybe watch a movie before bed. I really want to watch slumdog millionaire but I don't want to got to the cinema. I'm going to wait till it gets to Red Box. If i'm inspired to blog about love, I will...but the fire is just not lighting up in hurr : )
I dedicate this not so loving post to My Chocolate High, PB. India Arie must have read the post were I spoke about you being my only possible addiction ; )
Love you babe, and all your other personalities!!!
Peace n Love and more Peace in the world!
So how d heck are ya today ey? Me, I'm pretty great.
Sometime, about two years ago, I was caught up in a sci-fi period where everyone I looked at was showing some form of affection to their partner. I know this is common place in London but in yankee, we spend most of our commuting time on the high way, so we don't get to see a lot of PDA (Public display of Affection). But this very day, there was traffic and it seemed i was stuck on the road with lovers. To my left, man kissing woman, and my right, boy kissing girl. Even kids were kissing their parents Very funky day that was. Maybe cupid was on overdrive that night.
My hair, my hair, my lovely hair...hmmm...this Loc thing is really a test of patience mayne. As in, if I paraventure try to make the hair look cultivated, na lie o. The hair will start to unravel. I just found out I have curly hair like daddy. This is no good for me at this stage in my life. I need the african side of the hair to surface and LOC...FAST!!!!.....arrrgggggghhhhhh!!!
So, i started a post about boys and girls and never got to finish it. But i will definitely post it before the end of March. The post is complicated. I'm still doing some research and the things I'm finding out are hella shocking...like Huh?..."shoot me in my right toe" kind of shocking. But i have to twist it up so as not to reveal the real characters of this madness ; )
anywho...I've been considering moving to the north so I can find the type of brothers that I fantasize about. The type of brothers that have soul and are eclectic and fun and deep and mellow all at the same time...and...and...*sigh*. I'd prefer if he were a drummer or guitarist. No lead singers tho, cos those ones will use every opportunity they get to master their vocals. That could get very annoying. A drummer might be my best option bcos he can't just whip out his drums and begin to serenade me on the spot....lol. But it'd be so hot to go to a show and see him perform on stage and have all the girls drooling over him, but he'll be all mine...ha! I actually met a guy that drums in London last summer. He's one of the coolest guys I've ever met I tell you. Just need to find me one of those in America ; )
Ok, i don't know what is in the air o, but all my friends have been acting funkylicious. My room mate has been crying since last weekend. Every movie she watched that had sad scenes brought her to tears. As in, this babe is always forming hard chik, her nickname is even Queen B and yet, she cried watching "the secret life of bee's and The family that preys"...huh??? It's either she's pregnant or she's on steroids. And then Poodles own is unbelievable,...this negro has been performing some homo moves like getting all mushy and listening to soapy songs and spamming my FB with links to soapy videos...lmao. I think "she is ready for love" no more hard babe...lmao. Shiiiiiiiiiii...Love is not home, check back l8r.
I must confess I've shocked myself a number of times this year. I think that trip to Lagos did something to me. I'm back to being a nice gangster. I've rebuilt my walls unlike Beyonce whose walls are tumbling down in 'Halo'...Aspa, I'm gangster in the sense that I don't say mushy stuff but I'm nice when it comes to Idiots that deserve to be pricked with a knife. As in, some people take the piss sha. But their crap somehow never gets to me. I don't take life so seriously, and neither do i take people that take life so seriously seriously...lol. Only if people could live their lives so freely. I would now like to be known as the Master Ignorer (MI). Thats the key to my peace of mind...ignore, ignore, ignore,....If someone curses you out with a loud speaker, act like your left brain missed it and be like..."what? could you repeat that, I wasn't paying attention"...lol. It's been working gr8 for me.
So, normally, the stores are all loving and sweet and RED with gifts and flowers and cards, but this year the valentine hype is a bit chilled. I was dreading going to the store yesterday, but it wasn't as bad as I had inmagined... guess it's the recession that caused that ey? And I hear it's going to snow this weekend. So you lovers are going to be snowed in. Hmmm...can u say baby boom...hehehehehe
This post is really not going or coming so I'm going to bed...or maybe watch a movie before bed. I really want to watch slumdog millionaire but I don't want to got to the cinema. I'm going to wait till it gets to Red Box. If i'm inspired to blog about love, I will...but the fire is just not lighting up in hurr : )
I dedicate this not so loving post to My Chocolate High, PB. India Arie must have read the post were I spoke about you being my only possible addiction ; )
Love you babe, and all your other personalities!!!
Peace n Love and more Peace in the world!
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