Thursday, March 29, 2007

You are unknown to me
I know not who you are
I know nothing of the pain you went through
Neither do I know what your family is going through
I keep seeing the image of you in my head
And tried as I have, I can't get it out
I see your face inbetween everything I do
Which in turn makes me wonder what you're doing

The way you laid on your side
Your arms curled around you
As though you were cold, or perhaps afraid
Afraid of love unknown
Or maybe you were sad
Sad about the life unspent, things not done
Maybe you were angry, and rightly so
Angry for the chance you never got
To make your mark in this here cruel world

I know not who you are
And yet, I feel connected to you...
May you rest with the Lord.
Amen

Monday, March 26, 2007

it feels as though I have not been here in ages. my darling blogpage, I was not trying to abandon you, but you know how it is! I had to see about my survival.

So much to blog about but so lil time. I have the best of news, although it may be a lil bit premature on the sharing....
Hmm, I find myself slapping myself (lol). I'm being too vague, and I need to quit it.
Anyways, the week has been hectic and I forsee the next couple of weeks will be as well. My days are packed full and there is not enuff hours in the day to do the things I need done. I tried borrowing minutes from tomorrow, but realized that leaves me short on tomorrow's minutes to begin with. It's an endless cycle

anyways, before i leave, check out this really cool site. www.jimiart.com.

Sunday, March 18, 2007

moving on

Everyone, at some point, has been thru things you wish to God you could just forget. Things that for the most part, you can't really believe happened to you, and you wouldn't wish on anyone. I have had my share of experiences like that and as bothered as I would get, I always found solace in the phrase, "MIND OVA MATTA."
Shait happens. We wish it wouldn't, but it does. I find things bother me mostly because I let it, and so, when shait happens, I think on it for a lil while, figure out what I could have done differently (sometimes, i could have done things differently, other times, it was just some inevitable shait that was bound to happen anyways).
So, when you feel bothered by shait you can't control, feel free to cop the saying

MIND OVA MATTA
I NO LONGER MIND, BECOS IT NO LONGER MATTAZ

stop whining! just count your blessings

haba, i have 2 lil of this, and i need a lil bit more of that!

I find myself thinking these thoughts more often than not. A lot of days are filled with thoughts of what I want and what I need instead of just thanking the Lord for what I've got...
I find myself praying in the morning thanking God for His blessings, but that gets interupted with thoughts of "Lord, I know You have done so much for me, but can You please make it just a lil bit more." Now, I am not saying that is a bad thing, but will I ever learn to just be thankful in one prayer, without whining about what else needs topped?
Ask, and it shall be given unto you! Yea, I know the script, but so does everyone else, and instead of whining about what all is missing, I need, well we need, to start thanking God for what is present in our lives. Things like family, friends, love, you know the priceless things we take for granted.
OK, I am about to do it again. I know I am not exactly where I want to be yet, but I love where I am, and I pray I have the years on my side so I can get to where I need to be. But really,I find myself taking into account what I have been through the past years, and what I have already achieved this year, and I know I AM BLESSED.
When you feel the need to whine, please remember the people who are less fortunate than yourself, and who would give up their right arm to be exactly where you are. When you have them envisioned, I hope that You realize that you, my friend, are favored by the Lord, and learn to count your blessings...
Peace

Saturday, March 10, 2007

ok, i got this off omosewa

New Meme
1. WHAT ARE YOU WEARING? Same thing I always wear when I am lounging.
2. WHAT KINDA UNDERWEAR ARE YOU WEARING? Lacy, kind of racy.
3. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? Sounds of the freaking freight train.
4. CAN YOU JUGGLE? Neva even tried.
5. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE? Mini bagels. The cinnamon kind.
6. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOUR WOULD YOU BE? blue
7. HOW IS THE WEATHER RIGHT NOW? Perfect. It’s been long coming.
8. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE? pale
9. FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX? His shlong. Ok I lied, His eyes.
10. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU? Probably not.
11. HOW ARE YOU TODAY? Lovely. Just got back from a party. Getting ready to go to anoda one
12. WHO IS YOUR BEST FRIEND? Baba God, u.
13. FAVOURITE DRINK? Tangerine flavored iced tea.
14. FAVOURITE ALCOHOLIC DRINK? Vodka n cranberry juice.
15. FAVOURITE LUNCH MEAL? Coconut rice.
16. FAVOURITE SPORTS? Dance.
17. HAIR COLOUR? Depends on the season, tends to go from black to red, permed to natural
18. EYE COLOUR? brown babe
19. TATTOOS OR PIERCING? Definitely piercing, and only on the ears.
20. FAVOURITE MONTH? Every month is my favorite.
21. FAVOURITE FOOD? Amala and ewedu. And only cos I have not had it in a while
22. FAVOURITE DAY OF THE YEAR? Which year?
23. ARE YOU TOO SHY TO ASK SOMEONE OUT? Depends on the level of attraction, and how long the bobo is dragging. U can only wait so long before ur hair turns gray
24. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS. It depends on the mood I am in at the time the movie is showing
25. SUMMER OR WINTER? I plead the spring
26. HUGS OR KISSES? kisses.
27. RELATIONSHIPS OR ONE NIGHT STANDS? Relationships, but who knows, u know?
28. CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA? Vanilla, if I only had the 2 choices. Not a big fan of either.
29. DO YOU WANT YOUR FRIENDS TO WRITE BACK? Don’t make no difference, we’re gonna talk about it anyways.
30. WHO IS MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND? Whoeva is the most bored at the time they read this.
31. WHAT BOOKS ARE YOU READING NOW? Juggling my text book with this jack reacher thriller.
32. WHAT'S ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? A mouse, ok that was a joke.
33. FAVOURITE BOARD GAME? monopoly.
34. WHAT DID YOU DO LAST NIGHT? Watched all 3 episodes of star wars.
35. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THINK OF WHEN YOU WAKE UP IN THE MORNING? Turn, stretch, Thank God, then think, same shit, different day
36. WHICH DO YOU BELIEVE, EVOLUTION OR CREATION? Crolution. The combo of the two is wut’ll save the world

Wednesday, March 07, 2007

Tuesday, March 06, 2007

hmmm

I HATE MY JOB!

  • I'm tired of two-faced moda effers stepping to me like the got somn to say.
  • I'm tired of lazy bums who do nothing but gossip all day.
  • I'm tired of people assuming I want the details on their lives.
  • I'm tired of them thinking I'm s'posed to share details about mine just becos theirs is an open book for Tom, Dick and Harry's perusal.
  • I'm tired of working with idiots who think they are smart.
  • I'm tired of working with assholes who think they are just honest.
  • I'm tired of working with rude and inhumane jackasses who think they're blunt.
  • I'm tired of people assuming I have nothing to say becos I don't talk when I just cant be bothered.
  • I'm tired of people yakking without really saying anything
  • I'm tired of working with people who portray about as much professional decorum as rats.
  • I'm tired of the oga patapatas talking about prioritizing this and that shit when their ability to prioritize is, at best, questionable.
  • I'm tired of feeling like I'm stuck in this situation becos the idiots known as oga patapatas have lost their damn minds.
  • I'm tired of the stupid new rules they just imposed.
  • And I'm tired of pretending to follow the damn rules.
  • I'm tired of people kissing asses to get somewhere.
  • I'm tired of the ogas who let their asses be kissed .
  • I'm tired of the whole democracy... we all know it's just crazy.
  • I'm tired of letting my mind go to waste becos I have to work with this idiots.
  • I'm tired about the level of stimulation...about as strong as pinching your palm.
  • I'm tired I'm still here...

I love my job

  • I love being up when most people aren't.
  • I love the level of diversity in what I do.
  • I love working with the computers and the different analyzers.
  • I love figuring out what's wrong when they are broken.
  • I love both pre and post analytical phases of my job.
  • I love analysing different samples.
  • I love figuring out what the results mean for each sample tested.
  • I love the complexity of my job.
  • I love the danger factor that compels you to be extremely careful.
  • I love going to work without a clue as to what I'm going to do once I get there.
  • Mostly, I love the fact that when I'm done for the day, I can smile knowing I've made a difference in someone's life, somewhere...

Thursday, March 01, 2007

DV CONT'D

Ok, so i'd been meaning to blog about the convo I had with DV since I got back from the other land that's supposedly flowing with milk and honey (no be me, na our pple talk am).
Anyways, after I'd spoken with KF who informed me that DV had been calling her n all, I gave him a call. After the usual pleasantries, I asked after opeke and casually mentioned that I hope he didn't boil too badly, u know, from all the hot water he woulda found himself in with opeke now.
Omo, words plenty for inside kobo book. Before I know it, DV had started recounting how he met opeke and for how long he's known her. Apparently, he'd only just met her a couple of weeks prior to our chanced meeting. She sorta just started working at his job and since they had an office event that day, she'd asked him to escort her, and he obliged. I no know which one concern my own agbero with ovaload. Anyways, to cut long story short, from what he told me, to say opeke was mad woulda been the understatement of the millenium. So he tells me that when opke got done running her mouth {his words, not mine}, he told her that the only reason he did not heave her at the bus stop was so he would not seem rude, and all that shait about not knowing her long enuff for her to be trying to lay claim to him. Since I wasn't there when all this went down, i can only take his words for it, even though I wondered why I need to know this info. I did not have long to wait before DV started on how he's always thot he was going to be married to me, still feels the same way and how our meeting was divine. Up until he said that, I thot it was becos MT and myself couldn't make up our minds for shait and ended up travelling the length of ox4d street.
Since I had'nt seen or spoken to the boy in about 8yrs, to say I was not surprised about the whole marriage thing would be a lie, so without seeming rude, I said to him that I am obviously a changed person from the last time he saw me and he's probably changed too. Moreova, I know as much about him now as he knows about me, which isn't saying much.
ANyways, at the end of the convo, I'd manage to rustle me a ticket back to London for in a couple of month's time, and I guess there will be more talks about the whole marriage thingy tho I don't see myself dating intercontinentally.
Ok, I have to admit that when I was in naija, i thought he was appealing, but I was kinda put off by the age difference, and when I saw him, I thot he was still very cute, but o boy is geographically undesirable. Hmm, I wonder if he'll think about relocating...