stuck in my throat o

Okadas and Helmets

2009-03-13T14:56:00.001+01:00

As everyone who reads my blog knows,I loathe okadas.I might have been
one of the only persons alive that was glad when it was made necessary
that the Idiots(okada riders)and their kinsmen(Okada riders as well).I
make no apologies for dissing them..
Anyways,today on my way back from Grailland which is at iju hills,we
decided to go through Agege and we were commending the works our
Governor,Babatunde Fashola,when we heard people screaming.It turned
out that one of the Piaggio aka Keke marwa riders that was right
behind us,decided to vie out of the lane.The idiot(because they are
older brothers of okadas),had decided that being held up by the
traffic light for a minute or so was too much to ask.The driver vied
out without looking behind him and knocked down an okada.The Okada in
turn knocked down a man who was standing on the road.

It just brought back awful memories of my accident.The most notable
thing about this silly incident is the fact that both the rider and
the passenger had not strapped on their helmets.

Now,imagine this scenario,the bike falls,rider's hard hat(because
somewhere in the idiot's mind,a helmet and a hard hat are doing the
same thing) falls off,then rider,previously unhurt then hits his head
on the hard hat with a hard force consistent with gravity and the
damages his skull which leads to brain damage.
Summary:Brain damage.

Sometimes,I wonder if it is waste of money training Nigerians.My only
hope is the fact that it worked in Cross River(not Cross Rivers as it
is often mistakenly called) under the Duke dispensation.

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Emily Dickinson.

Aargh!!!!

2009-03-07T21:17:00.001+01:00

Aaargh!!I'm aging!!
Okay,don't panic..it's the natural course of events..
AAARGH!!
I turned twenty-nine on the twentieth of february this year and
although I feel the same,I know I don't look the same.
I noticed slight WRINKLES AROUND MY EYES!!Aaargh!!Okay okay,maybe they
are laugh lines,come to think of it,it makes my EYES look kinda pretty
when I smile.
I'm going to start going for facials,exercising and start making an
extra effort o.
I've basically lived in t-shirts and jeans for the last 18 months,it
is time for a drastic change.
YES I CAN!!

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Aargh!!!!

2009-03-07T21:15:00.001+01:00

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Emily Dickinson.

Seven Pounds of Mush..

2009-03-06T02:25:00.001+01:00

I told a man I loved him,he said nothing.After a few days,he told me
he couldn't,or rather wouldn't reciprocate my love,that we had
limitations.I'd been with him for about nine months.
We stayed together for a while longer,then we parted.
I alwayss assumed my cynicism would always stop me from truly giving
myself,but I had no problems with giving myself with him.My girl
warned me,she told me we couldn't be together,because he had
reservations.

Anyways,all this mushiness is stemming from watching Will Smith's
Seven Pounds. At a point,he kissed someone and it made me think about
really kissing someone,not just as a pre-sex act.The way he hugged
her(na film,yet it seemed so real o),then the way he said he loved
her,just made me long for someone to be with.
I wonder why we feel the need to make things that are so simple,
difficult.I'm a total Will Smith fan,but i need to applaud him..

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Happy Valentine's Day!!

2009-02-14T19:09:00.000+01:00

All this fuss is super irritating..
Sadly,for most people,it's just a day to show superficial love.
Thankfully,today,I witnessed real and genuine love.
I was on Harvey road Yaba,on my way to the island today,when the car
in front of me pulled over just across the secondary school.The
occupants,a woman and two men,alighted and opened the booth/trunk of
the car.I saw big bags with styrofoam containing food and lots of
drinks.

I was totally moved,I almost wept.That is love.Love is supposed to be
selfless,and that was selfless of them.

So,to everyone who showed love to someone they do not know,Happy
Valentine's Day.

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Road robberies

2009-02-11T15:05:00.001+01:00

I am MAD..not upset..just MAD!!

My baby brother(if 24 is the age of a baby),left home this morning
with our cousin to Nsukka to get cleared that they owe the University
nothing,convoke,get their call up letters,then proceed to get harassed
by the damn government for a full year,instead,he has just called to
say that buses are being robbed in Edo state.

I hate that I am from a country where the government is
unaccountable.I hate that I am from a country where the voices of the
people are unheard,and even when heard,the protests are swept under
the carpet.I hate that to be a Nigerian is synonymous with
corruption.I hate that because of the laxity of the BASTARDS who
rigged the elections in Nigeria,people can't travel by road without
fearing attacks by robbers.

Right now,I just want my family safe.

May The Lord protect us.

Amen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I forgot to add that he is travelling with his suit,and a bullet
penetrated his suit carrier and has wrecked his suit.

And this is written in real time as per they are in the bush for the
second time(Jack Bauer will be green with envy).

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Tagged by Beulah

2009-01-28T13:34:00.003+01:00

Hmmm...I was tagged by Beulah..I am to tell two true things about me and tell a lie.
I guess you will all have to guess the lie.

1. I am unsure of what I am doing right now.

2. I love my niece with my life.

3. I am a very selfish person.

I tag:
Everyone who wants to do this meme!!!
Just let me know so I can read it...

Help!!ADVICE needed!!

2009-01-03T01:36:00.001+01:00

So,i'm thinking..
I'm thinking about my life since I turned 20..almost 9 years ago..how
I wish I knew then what I know now.
I regret some things,but not a whole lot.
I learnt the most important thing.I am resilient.When I decide I want
something,I work towards it with my being.
My resilience is my strength..and also my weakness.Like all virtues
can be vices and vice versa.

This post isn't about my resilience per se,it's about my past
relationships.My last real boyfriend broke up with me 6 years ago.I
have floated in and out of many an inconsequential relationship.My
bounce back time has reduced so drastically that I barely feel a thing
when a relationship ends.As much as this is great for my mental
state,it makes most people view me as slutty because they'd usually
whine for a bit after the breakup.For my last real breakup,I was
miserable for almost tired years..I figure not being miserable for too
long is because I over did it(resilience makes one a bit of an
overdoer sha).
I suddenly realised that many of my people are getting
married/engaged,and I feel like I kinda slacked because I was grieving
over a man.And when I got back in the game,I was too lazy to bother to
be patient.

Anyways,I need advice on how to stay patient and get into a relationship.

My problem isn't men.For me,they come a kobo a dozen(all they see is
bum&hips,then run when they discover a brain).I want to know how to
pick the best rice grain when the chaff is so confusing.

I'll also like to know if there's a special pesticide for repelling
pesty ex boyfriends..

I'm waiting anxiously.

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Happy New Year

2009-01-01T00:11:00.001+01:00

I just want to give thanks to The Lord for The Grace He has accorded
me this year.
My resolution this year is to renew my conviction in The Lord,My God.
I want to Thank my blogfam for still stopping by despite the fact that
I have been unable to stop by their blogs.
Happy New Year!!!!

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Emily Dickinson.

Anger

2008-12-25T23:39:00.001+01:00

I'm very angry.
I am angry with the way we allow society to make stupid choices for us
especially when we know exactly what we want.

I want to go for the Calabar carnival,but my mother feels that society
will say as a single woman I travel too much.Sadly,it'd matter if I
gave a damn about society and their opinion.

I have married friends,some female,some male.My mother believes that I
can never be friends with a man if his wife hasn't approved me.As if
that would stop a man from cheating if he wants to.As if he'll bring
his mistress to his wife to approve.

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My Christmas day

2008-12-25T00:28:00.001+01:00

Merry Christmas!!
I am saying it although I don't feel it in my heart.You cant blame
me,PHCN just but of my electricity the instant i began this post.

I have a feeling I'll blog several times today..being Nigerian has
taken its toll on me..way to much nonsense is up in this country!!

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Menstrual Issues

2008-12-11T08:27:00.001+01:00

The title sounds silly right?Read it first before you pass judgment.
For most women,myself included,being on my period brings about changes
in my body which are caused by my hormones shifting to produce enough
blood just in case I do the right thing and give my body the baby it
yearns for.
Don't act surprised.What do you think a fibroid is? It's your body
trying to fill up it's womb. Sounds disgusting,abi?but na true yarn.
As a ten year old, i yearned for my period.I yearned for my womanhood
to be completed.You wonder what a ten year old knew about being a
woman abi?I was an early bloomer.I had curves at 9 and the tailors
always teased me.By curves,i mean perky breasts and my hips had
come.All that was left was my period.
My Ghanian neighbour,Aunty Edith,was looking forward to my period
coming and told me it would mean I had become a woman.I was eager to
become a woman.
We had our end of year party in Unilag staff school,the last I'd
have.I was eleven and a half years old.That night,a friday in
august,my period came.My sister had taught me how to wear a pad the
previous year,but she was away in boarding school.So,i went to my
father,who is my friend and i told him..he was so embarrassed,but he
went out to buy me a pack of simple sanitary pads.I can still remember
the yellow packaging.
I began this post because i was having menstrual pain,and was hating
my period.I like my period now.If for nothing else,it's a monthly
reminder that I'm still a woman.

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Emily Dickinson.

Curses

2008-11-14T08:53:00.001+01:00

What are curses?? Why do people who have or rather who claim to have
belief in The Almighty have fears that curses can approach them.
I once read about an Iranian prophet who said that when someone
believes in Ahuramazda(The Lord),darkness can never approach.
In the Bible,(I'll get the verse later) it was also written,The Light
shineth,and the darkness comprehends it not. So why,why do people
think there are curses flying all over the place.
Buddha said that the true self of a human spirit is reflected in the
environment.Look around,we are PIGS in this country.
Yet,three-quarters of the population sleep in churches or
mosques..claiming to be holy. Fortunately,we can never FOOL Our
Creator.
I had to write this post because i watched penelope,a girl curse with
a snout. The snout vanished the instant she said she liked herself.
I don't believe in curses..i'm rambling too much jare..
It usually isn't the curse that causes problems,it's the power you
give the curse,

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Emily Dickinson.

UNCERTAINTIES

2008-11-04T20:07:00.001+01:00

Events occur..
Everyday..
They make us..
Or mar us..
They lead us to decide who is the enemy and who is not.
Before we take decisions,we should be careful that we do not step on
toes so we never need to apologise.
I was insulted.I told someone I love about something I'm passionate about.
I shared my plans for my future.I spoke about the research I had
carried out.All I got in response was "Forget about that.It's a
worthless aspiration".
What gives anyone the right to trample on someone's aspirations??I
believe that channelling one's anger into constructiveness rather than
destructiveness,is the way to go.I've promised myself that I'll make
my dreams become reality.
I'll remind the person when I do.If the person is dead when it comes
through,I'll do something to permanently remind myself that success is
a choice one makes.

Believe in yourself ALWAYS.

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Emily Dickinson.

Poverty

2008-10-27T18:23:00.001+01:00

Why are we so ungrateful??

On my way home yesterday,I was pissed I had to take a bus home just
because I am watching my expenditure,yet,I saw so many people walking.

I was too busy to eat,so my mum bought me a malt drink.It was so
refreshing,yet i drank only half of the bottle because I saw the
caloric content:65kcal per 100ml,and the drink was 330ml.I'm not on a
diet,just conscious,yet,I didn't think about the millions of Lagosians
that'll go hungry because they can't afford food.

On my way home yesterday.I stopped at a stall to buy noodles,and a
little boy came to buy onions.When asked what quantity he wanted,he
said 'N5'.The seller grumbled and said her onions cost from N10,the
any said,''my mummy has only N5''. I shuddered.My first thought was
that this family is so poor,but as of today,I know I'm the poor
person.

This boy,at his young age,was appreciative of the fact that his mother
couldn't afford more.At his age,all i did was ask,and recieve. I've
complained I've had to take buses,yet people walk. I was bothered
about the most inconsequential things when people like this boy will
probably be grateful he can go to school.i promise to try to be more
conscious of my blessings,because they are a lot.

Will you be conscious too??

The Woman I NEVER want to become.

2008-10-06T23:17:00.001+01:00

I have been talking to two of my friends,both male and both from
totally different backgrounds.

One is a very well to do entrepreneur,while the other is a highly paid
accountant. Apart from having me in common(as their friend),they both
say they don't want to end up married to a certain kind of woman.

I find that unconsciously, mothers have a way of running their mouths
and assuming their children are like flies on the walk,hence not
taking note of what they are conversing about.

One friend finds it difficult to commit to a woman and even without
realising it,it's because his mother has,all his life,lamented about
how her life was ruined by her husband's early demise(I wonder how he
was to blame for being murdered). My friend is scared of being killed
and ruining a woman's life.

The other listened to his mother disrespect his father over and over
again with her siblings,complaining about how he does not make enough
money. Sadly,she leaves out the fact that her husband has always been
supportive of all her scoin-scoin,and believe me, all our mothers have
an excess of it.

My mother has her issues as well,and sometimes,it scares me.My
neighbour,a very beautiful woman has a crazy husband who keeps trying
to kill himself and sons who took to marijuana to dull their minds
from all the madness,still puts up a bold face.My friend's mum keeps
killing herself because she's afraid her husband will leave her. This
man has never been faithful.Has cheated on her for 35years,but she
keeps taking his crap because she is in the,so she thinks she is
better off.

I NEVER want to be the Woman who discusses my husband with people.I
NEVER the Woman who rehashes the past at the drop of a hat.I NEVER
want to be the Woman who must put up a bold face when i'm dying
inside.I NEVER want to be the ego masseuse.

I just want to be myself always and keep ignoring the madness of the world.

Does all this mean I'm not ready for marriage??

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Nigeria is 48

2008-10-01T21:41:00.001+01:00

Our beautiful country is 48 years old today.
You know what they say,a FOOL at 40 is a FOOL for life.I hope in the
case of our country,it'll be a FOOL at a hundred is a FOOL for life.
I spent my whole day watching politicians talk about things we all
know they will not do.It amazes me that after 48years,we are still
foolish..
Anyways,all i want is for my blogfam to pray for the politicians that
sha manage to do the things they claim they will.
Big ups most especially to our very our Babatunde Fashola who has
shown that politicians can keep promises they make to the masses..
And of course for making us happy that our taxes are not paid in vain..
Happy independence..

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Emily Dickinson.

UNEMPLOYED

2008-09-23T23:28:00.001+01:00

I have resigned.
I am unemployed.
Yet, I am HAPPY.

pictures

2008-08-29T15:20:00.001+01:00

Random Ramblings

2008-07-30T08:26:00.002+01:00

I have been wondering about what to write...and still can't think of anything exciting.
So, I will write about anything and everything I can think of.

I saw a man and a woman I will assume is his wife and he was looking at her almost viciously, as if he wanted to hit her but could not because they were in public and I was so irritated. I wondered if he would be happy if his sister was hit by a man.

Also, with a lot of married people, I notice a lot of unnecessary animosity.
"He did this, so I will not forgive him" or "She did this, so I will not forgive her". It amazes me because siblings do and say worse things to each other and forgive each other. Yet, with someone you exchange body fluids with, someone who took vows with, you can be so ready to spoil it...how sad...

Have you noticed how men like women who do not send them and vice versa? Both sexes dont ever want to hear. They just assume the other person is "forming". I know I have made the same mistake. I liked someone so much and I knew he felt the same way, so when he tried to make me understand he couldn't be with me for certain reasons(he wasn't married o), I refused to let go. He has gained my respect by not changing his mind. We both agree that it will not work. I know i have said to so many men that I am not interested and they stayed on...hoping that I would change my mind. I cant lie, i find it so damn irritating. I think I know the difference between Yes and No.

Will post regularyly..I hope...

My trip to Anambra

2008-06-10T13:16:00.008+01:00

I travelled to Anambra via Calabar on the third of June.My journey was eventful, starting from the Nigerian Army chartering the bus that Arik provides without any notice and me causing a bit of a scene and being allowed into the bus by some pretty pissed off soldier boys.

I went on a GRUESOME journey the next day to Nanka in Anambra for my friend's dad's funeral. I was very at home because my mum is also from Nanka. A walking distance to my friend's home.

Since i was on leave, i decided to visit the EROSION site of Nigeria.It spans through a coupe of towns. I am only sure of four of them Agulu, Nanka, Ifite and Oko. The worst part of the Erosion is between Nanka and Agulu. The erosion there has been stated to be deeper than the grand canyon in america.

My grandmother said that as a girl, the erosion was quite bad.

From this view, one can see the differnt layers of the earth. It is a totally amazing sight to behold.

This is a part of the wall built to stop the water from going in and causing more damage.

This gutter was built during the Shagari Regime and it has not really helped.

This is at the beginning of a very thick forest. This is my Uncle, Goddy, who was a very wonderful tour guide. I actually saw a very huge monkey and a beautiful antelope. He said that hunters come in with dogs and go into the forest to hunt bushmeat.

The erosion at this end has stopped because it has started showing signs of forestry returning.

Enjoy the pictures.
Grand Canyon.

My hectic weekend

2008-05-27T14:02:00.006+01:00

I had a rather hectic weekend. I travelled from Lagos to Port Harcourt, then to Akwa Ibom before heading to Cross River and back to Lagos. Needless to say, I am totally tired.I managed to take a few pictures..thanks to Sony Ericsson. The clarity of this phone is amazing and the phone is only a 2 mega pixel.
The roundabout outside the gates of University of Calabar...Great Malabites...una campus fine small...
The new library in UniCal..My guide left in 1995, and he says it wasn't so new then...LOL..
The Computer Centre..Abeg who has the 411 on this Afrihub? I know OBJ was carrying it on his head..I need the nitty gritty...
The Bridge between Akwa Ibom and Cross River States. The Bridge is over the Itu River, the same one that leads to Cameroun.
A clearer or rather, dirtier view of the Itu River.
A roundabout that I like...the way the Calabar is curved..
Male Hostels in UniCal.
The female hostels...popularly known as Club 8& Club 9
I wanted to buy Crayfish for my mum o..and since I was at the SOURCE,I wondered why not.The women knew I was a "TOURIST" and told me the last price for the one in the bag was 4 grand...the men who were my tour guides said they would die before pay..and i didn't want dead men near me..ok ok,I was being kind of cheap.
Dry and expensive Catfish. That heap cost about 30grand...
I am all against this so called international Airport that they Government of Akwa Ibom is constructing..but Akpabio na fine boy, so i had to take the picture. They have over 500 tractors the bought for their food basin project which they have not done anything about...and we are opening our mouths to complain about food scarcity...nonsense..
I rarely see thatched mud houses.

These are flying boats I saw at the bank of the Itu River via Oron.
They say that it is about thirty minutes to Cameroun, via speed(flying)boats. They smuggle barrels of Petrol through this means...Some people even take mattresses and foodstuffs..

Same River..

The river, supposedly has a beach and that is the beach hotel. The beach is Bahakim Beach and what you can see is part of the market, which is actually on the beach.

The market...where they bring most of the crayfish in Nigeria from.

Death

2008-05-21T16:04:00.004+01:00

This is not intended to scare anyone, but it is something everyone has to face...sooner or later...

On Monday, I went out of the office to do something and on my way back, in front of Yoruba Tennis Club, I saw a man on the ground on his back. It has later that I learnt that he had collapsed and had fallen on his back and had not moved. He was eventually moved to the General Hospital on Broad Street. I do not know if he survived.

It got me thinking about Death in general. About how one can drop dead at just any time...DO I hear any "It is not my portion?" I wonder whose it is when people say that. The truth is that the body is just a machine and it can fail one at anytime.

I have been so ill, that I believed that I would die.I think at about that time, I came to terms with death. I lost my Uncle on the 6th of May 2002 and he was the 1st person I consciously loved. I know it is not something anyone can control, so I have come to terms with it...

Crawling Out!!!!

2008-05-09T13:03:00.003+01:00

I am so sad that I allow silly things to get to me.

It started in february when Mb(a guy I like) upset me. Then I started going through several other things and then I just closed up. Even sending an email was difficult.

I couldn't even send emails. Fortunately, I am snapping out of it because I know that if i let it go on for much longer, then i will be the loser.

I will try to write more and post as often as I can.

Much love to Supergirl and Afrobabe. I read your blogs, just didn't comment.

I am back...for good...

Me and My Nigeria

2008-02-08T10:03:00.000+01:00

I am a Nigerian by Birth and until Death.
I love Nigeria the way a child loves a parent
the love is constantly threatened
by rapists

With all her resources being constantly raped from her and her children
she is unable to love her children the way she knows she ought to.

She has tried to provide unendlessly for her children
but the rapists get to her before those who need what she provides even know.

Okay, okay, so i am really not a poet, but i know you all know what i am talking about. I was on my way home a few days ago and i saw a bus that looks worse (in my opinion) than what murderers should be put in. The painful thing about it, is that it usually multinationals that have this horrid vehicles...

I wish I could do something..For my brothers...for my sisters...for my children and my grandchildren.

I am VOWING....
I will never be QUIET...
I will SPEAK up against the pain I FEEL for my people...
F%&K whoever thinks I should not...
I was given the gift of FREE WILL from my CREATOR...
I will use it...