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!
Friday, January 30, 2009
Now you know so back off!!!
Ok, so I was tagged by Lolly. She wrote a note on face book "25things about Me". I'm not going to post on FB but will do more than 25 on here instead....How confused am I?...lol
Feel fr33 to be tagged o...I don't tag cos i hate being tagged.
1). I HATE SCHOOL!!!...I like learning but I hate the pressures that come with it. Tests, exams, homework, presentations. I know, I'm lazy...hehehe.
2). I got my science degree(s) for my parents. I think most of us did. My first choice was to become an Architect because I Loved to draw but my mother shut down that dream fast...lol. She wanted me to be a doctor (Medical or Pharmacist) but she settled for a Masters in Pharmaceutical Science hence my hatred for school.
3). I want to live in different parts of the world. My Top thr33 places are South Africa, Paris and London (without the cold)....we'll see.
4). I'm going to have my hommies Georgey and LB on my bridal train....They are guys.
5). Lolly, Omot, Poodle, Bubbles, Gizzle, Gwi, Ure...I hold these beautiful women in the highest of regards. I will do any/everything I possibly can to make these ladies smile everyday...I'm very protective of them. If you mess with them, you mess with me easy!!! Love you guys...No Homo!!!
??). I have this bad habit of staring at people (guys mostly) and I dress them up in my head. Like what shade of blue will fit this foine goi if he rocks Az'ure polo. Thats really how I get ideas on new designs...cool huh? And now that I've told you my fashion secret, go and start your own clothing line...the more the merrier.
6). When i reach that point in my life, I want to have twins then two more. I wish there was never a last born...lol. But I can't keep popping babies you dig...so I'll settle for 4 beautiful ones.
7). I don't know how to save money. I only save towards making valid purchases like my Alpha 100...hehehe. I think thats very bad sha and I need to change otherwise, those 4 little rascals above will not school abroad.
8). You know how people rein act movies and stories?...well, I rein act lyrics I hear in random songs. I always apply songs/lyrics to my situation. It gets me in trouble though, because as you know, most songs are either about Loving or breaking up so...sometimes I get carried away...lmao.
9). I have a high gag factor. I can't brush my teeth in the same sink at the same time with anyone. I could easily puke. I can't brush in nasty places either. Like when I was in boarding house for extension classes and we baffed (bathed) outside, I could only brush with my eyes closed...lol
??). I'm not a morning person. I don't like to talk or eat until I brush my teeth. Momsie hates that I nod when she speaks to me in the morning...lol.
10). I'm terrified of jumping the broom.......hmmmm.... part of it is because 90% of people get married for the wrong reasons. Like getting married is in style. They don't take their vows seriously so I say, to heck with marriage...Lets just co-exist faithfully in the same house and have each others babies and stay together until 'ddup'.
11). I have alcho-low-towlo... It fluctuates tho. Sometimes, I can drink shots of JD and be alright, but then I can drink thr33 bottles of Heineken and be buzzing...lol. I haven't mastered the chemistry of drinking yet.
12). I don't know how to drink after eating. Very bad habit.
??). My voice is deep over the phone...Not husky (I wish), just deep. My mama always insults me about this but guess what, everyone says I sound just like her...hahaha..in ur face babes...lol.
And I also speak in a low tone when on the phone. Everyone complains about this. I just tell them my phone is bad thats why they can't hear me : )
13). I don't like too much stew on my rice. I'm ok with one spoon.
14). I don't like fish but I'll eat it if it's fresh... just like my pops.
??). Sometimes I stammer when i try to explain stuff. I dont know if it's stammering or i just don't think before I talk (I've been told I do this too) so I dont articulate properly...lol. This is a newly developed trait tho, because I once used to be known as a very well spoken child...lol.
15). I'm just like my pops. We have so much in common. He's very generous...I try. He shuts people out for good when they really piss him off, but you have to have over pushed him....Me too. He doesn't know how to apologize so instead he lets you know he's sorry by doing sweet things...lol. He's such a baby. I don't remember apologizing seriously to anyone. Maybe because I'm hardly at fault, but I will say sorry if I mess up. When babe and I had arguments, He'd say he was sorry (he's good at that...lol) and I'd say I was sorry too just so he didn't feel too bad for messing up...lol. I'm so disordered...lol
16). I'm partly multi dexterous. I can write with my left hand but I'm still working on the aesthetics...lol
17). I don't have a favorite song...there are just too many to choose from. My favorite movie though is 'Sweet November'. I also really Love traditional/ethnic based movies like Totsi, Hotel Rwanda, The Constant Gardner, The Namesake. Blood diamond was aiight...I watched Hotel Rwanda countless times mehn....luvs it.
18). I make it a point to let the people in my life know that I appreciate them and I over-try not to take them for granted because that's one thing we humans are good at. We treat strangers better than we do family sometimes, and I wonder why...It's not like those people will be there for us through the rough times. We think our family and friends will always be there so we more often than not reduce the value of their relationship. If you are reading this and you do that mess...STOP IT NOW!!!!
19) I talk to my mum at least 5 times a week. She's my hommie for real. I try teaching her the new slangs but she's too razz mehn...lol... I can go through anything just to make her happy cos she deserves it.
20). My brothers and I are like triplets. Theres really no seniority in my house. Taiwo goes almost everywhere I go. Kehinde is married so he doesn't follow us out that often...loser...lol. Our favorite superheros are the Ninja Turtles. We memorized the whole "The Secret of The Ooze" movie when we were kids. We can recite the movie verbatim...lol.
21). I'm a very light sleeper and my ears are sharp. I can't sleep when there are whispering sounds around. Like if the T.V is in the next room, I have to turn it off before I can go to bed cos it sounds like whispers in my sleep...lol. I'm ok with regular sounds tho cos I can sleep with music and the t.v on.
22). I have no known addictions. I let go of things when I want to. As much as I love Greys Anatomy, I haven't really watched it this season. I might be addict3d to a particualr gentleman though, but I'll conduct a study a see if I have any withdrawal symptoms from not speaking to him for long....this should be interesting or dangerous...I'll let you guys know the outcome...lmao.
23). I'm tend to be very calm in extreme situations. Like when thieves almost raided our crib (thank God for my dogs o), Kehinde and I made everyone chill out until they left. Taiwo was sweating bullets...lmao.
24). I don't like overly posh people. They make me very uncomfortable. I love people that are down to earth and don't treat lower class people like dirt. Rich kids (most) need to be schooled on how to treat the help for real. They like forming too much.
I'd rather be eating Nnkobi (sp?)and drinking beer at 'Water Front' with my real people than sipping on Chardonnay at 'Ocean View' with the other crew.
Chei,...i no fit hang they cross my leg and sip my drink like say I no dey chop eba with hand...freeee that one o. No time for smeh smeh!!!
25). I love my dogs to the bone. I honestly love them more than I do most people. Theres all this sincerity about them. They don't lie, they don't cheat, they are very sweet and when they do mess up, they have this cuteness in their eyes that I forgive them instantly...hehehe.
26). I wish I grew up, well went through university in Nigeria. I sometimes regret spending the later part of my teenage years in yankee. I wanted to be a lag babe too you know...Awon bigz ghelz on the campuses...jennifa..lmao. Vindi...Oussshhhh!!!
??). I have this guy friend, I Love his heart although we grew apart. The chances of him seeing this are One to 928,453...lol... but "I'm Sorry' you're always on a sisters mind...minimum of 5 tim3s a day...I wonder if you feel the say way...I think this means "En Suki Maro"
27). O yeah, my words sometimes come out as rhymes..
This, when it does, happens unconsciously so people don't take me seriously. (See, i did it again). And they think I'm stealing lines from maybe a book of rhymes...hmm...lemme stop.
As a matter of fact, let me conclude this sturvz as it is getting very longing. Mo gbo no feli feli...your lyrics is smelly smelly...M.I...madd sturvingz yo.
Will be back with more of my madness.
Feel fr33 to be tagged o...I don't tag cos i hate being tagged.
1). I HATE SCHOOL!!!...I like learning but I hate the pressures that come with it. Tests, exams, homework, presentations. I know, I'm lazy...hehehe.
2). I got my science degree(s) for my parents. I think most of us did. My first choice was to become an Architect because I Loved to draw but my mother shut down that dream fast...lol. She wanted me to be a doctor (Medical or Pharmacist) but she settled for a Masters in Pharmaceutical Science hence my hatred for school.
3). I want to live in different parts of the world. My Top thr33 places are South Africa, Paris and London (without the cold)....we'll see.
4). I'm going to have my hommies Georgey and LB on my bridal train....They are guys.
5). Lolly, Omot, Poodle, Bubbles, Gizzle, Gwi, Ure...I hold these beautiful women in the highest of regards. I will do any/everything I possibly can to make these ladies smile everyday...I'm very protective of them. If you mess with them, you mess with me easy!!! Love you guys...No Homo!!!
??). I have this bad habit of staring at people (guys mostly) and I dress them up in my head. Like what shade of blue will fit this foine goi if he rocks Az'ure polo. Thats really how I get ideas on new designs...cool huh? And now that I've told you my fashion secret, go and start your own clothing line...the more the merrier.
6). When i reach that point in my life, I want to have twins then two more. I wish there was never a last born...lol. But I can't keep popping babies you dig...so I'll settle for 4 beautiful ones.
7). I don't know how to save money. I only save towards making valid purchases like my Alpha 100...hehehe. I think thats very bad sha and I need to change otherwise, those 4 little rascals above will not school abroad.
8). You know how people rein act movies and stories?...well, I rein act lyrics I hear in random songs. I always apply songs/lyrics to my situation. It gets me in trouble though, because as you know, most songs are either about Loving or breaking up so...sometimes I get carried away...lmao.
9). I have a high gag factor. I can't brush my teeth in the same sink at the same time with anyone. I could easily puke. I can't brush in nasty places either. Like when I was in boarding house for extension classes and we baffed (bathed) outside, I could only brush with my eyes closed...lol
??). I'm not a morning person. I don't like to talk or eat until I brush my teeth. Momsie hates that I nod when she speaks to me in the morning...lol.
10). I'm terrified of jumping the broom.......hmmmm.... part of it is because 90% of people get married for the wrong reasons. Like getting married is in style. They don't take their vows seriously so I say, to heck with marriage...Lets just co-exist faithfully in the same house and have each others babies and stay together until 'ddup'.
11). I have alcho-low-towlo... It fluctuates tho. Sometimes, I can drink shots of JD and be alright, but then I can drink thr33 bottles of Heineken and be buzzing...lol. I haven't mastered the chemistry of drinking yet.
12). I don't know how to drink after eating. Very bad habit.
??). My voice is deep over the phone...Not husky (I wish), just deep. My mama always insults me about this but guess what, everyone says I sound just like her...hahaha..in ur face babes...lol.
And I also speak in a low tone when on the phone. Everyone complains about this. I just tell them my phone is bad thats why they can't hear me : )
13). I don't like too much stew on my rice. I'm ok with one spoon.
14). I don't like fish but I'll eat it if it's fresh... just like my pops.
??). Sometimes I stammer when i try to explain stuff. I dont know if it's stammering or i just don't think before I talk (I've been told I do this too) so I dont articulate properly...lol. This is a newly developed trait tho, because I once used to be known as a very well spoken child...lol.
15). I'm just like my pops. We have so much in common. He's very generous...I try. He shuts people out for good when they really piss him off, but you have to have over pushed him....Me too. He doesn't know how to apologize so instead he lets you know he's sorry by doing sweet things...lol. He's such a baby. I don't remember apologizing seriously to anyone. Maybe because I'm hardly at fault, but I will say sorry if I mess up. When babe and I had arguments, He'd say he was sorry (he's good at that...lol) and I'd say I was sorry too just so he didn't feel too bad for messing up...lol. I'm so disordered...lol
16). I'm partly multi dexterous. I can write with my left hand but I'm still working on the aesthetics...lol
17). I don't have a favorite song...there are just too many to choose from. My favorite movie though is 'Sweet November'. I also really Love traditional/ethnic based movies like Totsi, Hotel Rwanda, The Constant Gardner, The Namesake. Blood diamond was aiight...I watched Hotel Rwanda countless times mehn....luvs it.
18). I make it a point to let the people in my life know that I appreciate them and I over-try not to take them for granted because that's one thing we humans are good at. We treat strangers better than we do family sometimes, and I wonder why...It's not like those people will be there for us through the rough times. We think our family and friends will always be there so we more often than not reduce the value of their relationship. If you are reading this and you do that mess...STOP IT NOW!!!!
19) I talk to my mum at least 5 times a week. She's my hommie for real. I try teaching her the new slangs but she's too razz mehn...lol... I can go through anything just to make her happy cos she deserves it.
20). My brothers and I are like triplets. Theres really no seniority in my house. Taiwo goes almost everywhere I go. Kehinde is married so he doesn't follow us out that often...loser...lol. Our favorite superheros are the Ninja Turtles. We memorized the whole "The Secret of The Ooze" movie when we were kids. We can recite the movie verbatim...lol.
21). I'm a very light sleeper and my ears are sharp. I can't sleep when there are whispering sounds around. Like if the T.V is in the next room, I have to turn it off before I can go to bed cos it sounds like whispers in my sleep...lol. I'm ok with regular sounds tho cos I can sleep with music and the t.v on.
22). I have no known addictions. I let go of things when I want to. As much as I love Greys Anatomy, I haven't really watched it this season. I might be addict3d to a particualr gentleman though, but I'll conduct a study a see if I have any withdrawal symptoms from not speaking to him for long....this should be interesting or dangerous...I'll let you guys know the outcome...lmao.
23). I'm tend to be very calm in extreme situations. Like when thieves almost raided our crib (thank God for my dogs o), Kehinde and I made everyone chill out until they left. Taiwo was sweating bullets...lmao.
24). I don't like overly posh people. They make me very uncomfortable. I love people that are down to earth and don't treat lower class people like dirt. Rich kids (most) need to be schooled on how to treat the help for real. They like forming too much.
I'd rather be eating Nnkobi (sp?)and drinking beer at 'Water Front' with my real people than sipping on Chardonnay at 'Ocean View' with the other crew.
Chei,...i no fit hang they cross my leg and sip my drink like say I no dey chop eba with hand...freeee that one o. No time for smeh smeh!!!
25). I love my dogs to the bone. I honestly love them more than I do most people. Theres all this sincerity about them. They don't lie, they don't cheat, they are very sweet and when they do mess up, they have this cuteness in their eyes that I forgive them instantly...hehehe.
26). I wish I grew up, well went through university in Nigeria. I sometimes regret spending the later part of my teenage years in yankee. I wanted to be a lag babe too you know...Awon bigz ghelz on the campuses...jennifa..lmao. Vindi...Oussshhhh!!!
??). I have this guy friend, I Love his heart although we grew apart. The chances of him seeing this are One to 928,453...lol... but "I'm Sorry' you're always on a sisters mind...minimum of 5 tim3s a day...I wonder if you feel the say way...I think this means "En Suki Maro"
27). O yeah, my words sometimes come out as rhymes..
This, when it does, happens unconsciously so people don't take me seriously. (See, i did it again). And they think I'm stealing lines from maybe a book of rhymes...hmm...lemme stop.
As a matter of fact, let me conclude this sturvz as it is getting very longing. Mo gbo no feli feli...your lyrics is smelly smelly...M.I...madd sturvingz yo.
Will be back with more of my madness.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
2009 Started Yesterday
Strange day Yesterday!!!
Slept at 4:00am because I was bored and decided to wash and retwist my Locs....madness!
Rang mama up right after because it was her birthday...HAPPY BIRTHDAY babes.
Rang poster boy up and he softened my sleep.
The weather was nice...it wasn't cold
Went to school and ran my experiments...success!
Went to class and it started to blow...the wind must have been going at a thousand km's per hr.
The rain stopped and I went to get dinner.
The chinese place was jam packed like they were giving out free food. Their windows were shattered due to the crazy storm of earlier and their head chef was defintely upset about something because he kept shouting in chinese.
It took them 40 minutes to make my food o...And guess what i ordered Spare-ribs and...wait for it,..."white rice:...not even fried rice o....boiled rice.
I finally got home and my baby was waiting for me. I walked in the door and his smile warmed my heart. He left what he was doing and climbed the chair to give me a kiss and I gave him a hug and everything was alright.
He almost said a complete sentence yesterday...He picked up my phone because he thought it was my I-touch and then he said" Lola, play music"..and I was like huh!?!?!?!...Baby, what did you say? and he said "play music". I was so proud. Jobz can talk.
And then we have a new song. I made the mistake of showing him how to push buttons on the microwave and i couldn't get him to stop, and when I opened the microwave door he went"...woooooo".....lol. And then i started singing,..."Come and see American wonder"...you remember that song right?....and we were dancing to it and his daddy was embarassed..lmao. And his daddy told him if he breaks the microwave, he'll have to live in my house FOREVER and he replied "OWKAY"...lol...that was so adorable. I'm going to miss Jobz when I move back to gidi. *sigh*
So part of my convo with poster boy was about women cooking for men.....Hmmm.... His friends girlfriend was making them lunch and he said "you know you'll be cooking for me too"...and I was like pardon?...lol.
See, i don't have a problem cooking for my husband and kids....I'm supposed to cook for US, I agree...but I have a problem when guys we fancy or are dating think we HAVE to cook for them everytime.... like it's our birth right. Why can't it just be me cooking because we all have to eat or him cooking because I'm tired and hungry and not in the mood to cook. Abi, are we still stuck in the times where the man is the bread winner and the women takes care of the home. That African mentality sha.
I let him know that I'm not the typical old-school Nigerian girl. I'm very different. I have to find a definition for myself but I'm unpredictable. This time last year, I had straight permed hair which he loves, but now, I'm growing dreadlocks..lol....He'll just have to get over it. He almost passed out when he saw my low cut...lmao. Dreads are frowned upon by most people and we are really misjudge. A friend of mine said locs were dirty and I was not shocked because that was the same thing my mother told me back when i wanted to loc my hair 5 years ago. But that is very untrue. Locs can be cool and sexy when groomed and not done the rastafari way. I actually wash my hair more than I did with the perm in.
You know what bothers me though?...I noticed that you hardly find Nigerian girls with natural/unpermed hair these days. I was the only girl crazy enough to rock a mini "Micheal Jackson FRO" in Lagos this Christmas. I know I'm sounding like African-Americans when I say this but,...why are we so ashamed to embrace our culture? We do everything we see on t.v from the lacefront-weave-on to the big ass indian weaves. I've never been a fan of waeves and i never will be...I don't know why I just hate them. I've never worn a wig and I hope I will never have to. Chei, as in, upon the heat in Lagos, see babes rocking the biggest fake hair you've ever seen. Just go through your friends pics on FB and you'll see what I'm taking about. At least we've started embracing our own Music. M.I, Banky, D'Banj, Tu-Face, MP...very wicked songs are out now. I can hook you up if you want any. My favorite happens to be FOKASIBE, the razzest song on the planet...lmao...My cousins thought me some head movement that you do when the fokasibe part comes on"...hilarious.
I really pray we teach our childrens generation to embrace our culture though. My mum permed my hair when I was 6 or so, and looknig back at the old pictures, my hair must have really broken off because I had a massive afro. So, I'm going to teach my kids that it's ok to have nappy roots and they don't have to put chemicals in their hair to soften the frizz unless the want to...lol. Ok, ok, ...let me stop being so African. To each man his own. If you want to rock the Nap, go-head gurl. If you like it Flat-you go-head to.
So, I've been thinking,...After i deliver my parents with "their" masters degree, I'll go back to school and do what I reallllllly want to...Photography, graphics, fashion..something along those lines.
I want to give a big shout out to Gov. Fashola, the biggest guy. There were so many times that I had to ask if i was really in Lagos this xmas. 60% of the city has changed. Obviously, it's mostly the Island but I hope the tax payers money eventually gets to the mainland and ghetto areas of Lagos. The Christmas lightings were spectacular and the roads were so clean. I didn't hear of one crime/armed robbery that went down which is an absolute first and a good shocker.
I'm proud to be a full blooded Lagosian and I pledge to Nigeria my country...I will be moving back sooner than you think...maybe this year?...you'll see...lol...And according to the new Lagos slogan..."Eko o ni ba'je"!!!
GOD HAS BLESSED NIGERIA!!!
Slept at 4:00am because I was bored and decided to wash and retwist my Locs....madness!
Rang mama up right after because it was her birthday...HAPPY BIRTHDAY babes.
Rang poster boy up and he softened my sleep.
The weather was nice...it wasn't cold
Went to school and ran my experiments...success!
Went to class and it started to blow...the wind must have been going at a thousand km's per hr.
The rain stopped and I went to get dinner.
The chinese place was jam packed like they were giving out free food. Their windows were shattered due to the crazy storm of earlier and their head chef was defintely upset about something because he kept shouting in chinese.
It took them 40 minutes to make my food o...And guess what i ordered Spare-ribs and...wait for it,..."white rice:...not even fried rice o....boiled rice.
I finally got home and my baby was waiting for me. I walked in the door and his smile warmed my heart. He left what he was doing and climbed the chair to give me a kiss and I gave him a hug and everything was alright.
He almost said a complete sentence yesterday...He picked up my phone because he thought it was my I-touch and then he said" Lola, play music"..and I was like huh!?!?!?!...Baby, what did you say? and he said "play music". I was so proud. Jobz can talk.
And then we have a new song. I made the mistake of showing him how to push buttons on the microwave and i couldn't get him to stop, and when I opened the microwave door he went"...woooooo".....lol. And then i started singing,..."Come and see American wonder"...you remember that song right?....and we were dancing to it and his daddy was embarassed..lmao. And his daddy told him if he breaks the microwave, he'll have to live in my house FOREVER and he replied "OWKAY"...lol...that was so adorable. I'm going to miss Jobz when I move back to gidi. *sigh*
So part of my convo with poster boy was about women cooking for men.....Hmmm.... His friends girlfriend was making them lunch and he said "you know you'll be cooking for me too"...and I was like pardon?...lol.
See, i don't have a problem cooking for my husband and kids....I'm supposed to cook for US, I agree...but I have a problem when guys we fancy or are dating think we HAVE to cook for them everytime.... like it's our birth right. Why can't it just be me cooking because we all have to eat or him cooking because I'm tired and hungry and not in the mood to cook. Abi, are we still stuck in the times where the man is the bread winner and the women takes care of the home. That African mentality sha.
I let him know that I'm not the typical old-school Nigerian girl. I'm very different. I have to find a definition for myself but I'm unpredictable. This time last year, I had straight permed hair which he loves, but now, I'm growing dreadlocks..lol....He'll just have to get over it. He almost passed out when he saw my low cut...lmao. Dreads are frowned upon by most people and we are really misjudge. A friend of mine said locs were dirty and I was not shocked because that was the same thing my mother told me back when i wanted to loc my hair 5 years ago. But that is very untrue. Locs can be cool and sexy when groomed and not done the rastafari way. I actually wash my hair more than I did with the perm in.
You know what bothers me though?...I noticed that you hardly find Nigerian girls with natural/unpermed hair these days. I was the only girl crazy enough to rock a mini "Micheal Jackson FRO" in Lagos this Christmas. I know I'm sounding like African-Americans when I say this but,...why are we so ashamed to embrace our culture? We do everything we see on t.v from the lacefront-weave-on to the big ass indian weaves. I've never been a fan of waeves and i never will be...I don't know why I just hate them. I've never worn a wig and I hope I will never have to. Chei, as in, upon the heat in Lagos, see babes rocking the biggest fake hair you've ever seen. Just go through your friends pics on FB and you'll see what I'm taking about. At least we've started embracing our own Music. M.I, Banky, D'Banj, Tu-Face, MP...very wicked songs are out now. I can hook you up if you want any. My favorite happens to be FOKASIBE, the razzest song on the planet...lmao...My cousins thought me some head movement that you do when the fokasibe part comes on"...hilarious.
I really pray we teach our childrens generation to embrace our culture though. My mum permed my hair when I was 6 or so, and looknig back at the old pictures, my hair must have really broken off because I had a massive afro. So, I'm going to teach my kids that it's ok to have nappy roots and they don't have to put chemicals in their hair to soften the frizz unless the want to...lol. Ok, ok, ...let me stop being so African. To each man his own. If you want to rock the Nap, go-head gurl. If you like it Flat-you go-head to.
So, I've been thinking,...After i deliver my parents with "their" masters degree, I'll go back to school and do what I reallllllly want to...Photography, graphics, fashion..something along those lines.
I want to give a big shout out to Gov. Fashola, the biggest guy. There were so many times that I had to ask if i was really in Lagos this xmas. 60% of the city has changed. Obviously, it's mostly the Island but I hope the tax payers money eventually gets to the mainland and ghetto areas of Lagos. The Christmas lightings were spectacular and the roads were so clean. I didn't hear of one crime/armed robbery that went down which is an absolute first and a good shocker.
I'm proud to be a full blooded Lagosian and I pledge to Nigeria my country...I will be moving back sooner than you think...maybe this year?...you'll see...lol...And according to the new Lagos slogan..."Eko o ni ba'je"!!!
GOD HAS BLESSED NIGERIA!!!
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