FYI

Just so you know, the movie was nice! It really cheered me up! And i made a full breakfast this morning...with all the conduments (if you dont believe me ask the dudes that ate it).
I think i need a change of pace, so i'm taking time off this weekend. Taking a weekend trip with some guys from church. Promises to be invigorating....well i'll let you know when i get back!
Tschus!!!!

New Policy or is it?

Ok. i dont know how my stalkers found out that i was a bit free today and decided to keep bugging me about my blog. I dont know, i'm just a bit depressed today. Its most likely because i fought with a very good friend of mine. You see he and I are in the classic Catch-22. Plus some very annoying people I've known for a long time are re-defining the word "pestering". Just because you get attracted to black people only does that mean you should stick up your nose if someone else doesn't? Plus its not like i was oogling the brother....aaaaaaaaaarrgh! Ok. [deep breath] Ok. I'm fine!
Honestly that's really not what's bothering me. What's bothering me is him! I think its only fair to admit that he really got to me....not with looks and trust me its not cuz he's rich cuz i've had finer, and i've had richer... its just HIM.
The way he laughs...the way he gets upset about really trivial things, the way he knows just how to cheer me up, the way he GETs me! I feel like i can do ANYTHING around him. [Am i just nursing an idea of perfection?] he's not perfect...he's just my perfect compliment and I feel so miserable without him.
I admire alot of things about him: his honesty....he's someone that can tell you the truth to your face. I cant explain why I always know that he'll tell me the truth about EVERYTHING. He's one guy that does the sweetest things. He notices the little things....the things that most men miss. How a lingering smile says a heartfelt thank you and how a simple 'good morning' text rings louder than the biggest "I love you".He's the first 'softie' i've know in my life. He cries when he's sad, smiles like he's about to burst when he's happy. But there's a catch...there's always a catch!
And now, as my brain has kicked in, i wonder if its not just good ole classic infatuation. Well whatever it is has gone and left a really big hole in my heart and my schedule! So I'm going to suck in my guts and stop mulling over some guy i can never have and start saying 'yes' to the available ones...Who am i kidding????LOL....i'm going to see a movie!

On a lighter note....

hola my darling people in blog land, how are you??New work week now and alot of tasks ahead. I really wish you well.
I just had to give you guys chinchini-gist that happend over the weekend. I guess i could say that it was a consolation to the shocker on friday.
Ok so like most of you would have guessed, i'm a huge sucker for cute guys....hey, its not only guys that can check out the curves, we can also look out for trim packs and healthy posture.
Ok, so we had this welcome party and there was this particular Marlon-brandon look-alike guy that just get making eye contact. At first i'm like...ok, do you want to go to the toilet ('caused i was seated close to the exits) or are you just looking around? Well after about 30 minutes of catching his eyes, i decided to ignore him Partly cus i was pissed off that i had to pay to get in and the other half 'cause i wasn't having fun...still downcast by the stuff that happened. well it was a good distraction to be around alot of cute guys, but trust me now, i'm too much of a perfectionist to stomach mediocre make-believe stuff. Anyways, i dragged my girlfriends out and we came home early.
Come Sunday, i go to church, after having a really long talk with my dearest "Papa" i feel much lighter and waltzed back to room to rest through the day. As i entered the main building i saw Marlon-Bradon look alike again...(hence forth MBLA) he was walking in with another guy. he looks over and smiles, i give him that plastic 'Ok, smile" and walk away. when i got to my room, i wondered why i did that, when i couldnt get an explanation, i just shook it off and continued watching me DVDs.
Well this morning, i had to go look for my class right and i wondered around the campus for bit, then i got my bearing and voila i step into class, who's sitting in the far end of the row? MBLA! Trust me, i carry my face away..STRAT!! afterall its a combined class, so he's most likely not in my course anyways...The lecture was interesting, i made a new friend [name whitheld] turns out he's gay! I would never have guessed until he mentioned somethin about his boyfriend!
Well, it has finally happened, Tinu officially has her own 'gay-pal'. I honestly dont know what to make of it yet but he's really intelligent, had a meaningful conversation with him...and at the end of the class, the new friend says hi to MBLA [I know what you're thinking...No i didnt make friends with him just to meet MBLA]. They have a brief chat just as i'm leaving the class. My new pal then says, "meet my friend". So that's how i meet MBLA, turns out he's studyin my course...bummer! More distraction!!
He seems pretty nice, has that curly accent [just the way i like it] LOL. Dont mind me...at least now, i have a good reason to sit at the back of the class...LOL!
Gotta go man, Got a class in 10 minutes!!!

The Scales have tipped!

After a really long day at work, you get off, exhausted, wishing you had a jacuzi you could lie in till daybreak, but you know that's not going to happen, so you settle your thoughts to the comfort of your home. Yeah, its your own space! You are always welcome there and if you are lucky your partner would be in a really good mood tonight.
You walk in and something's not just right. A strange feeling greet you at your door. The kind of feeling one gets when one walks into the room they shouldnt be in...you just know that something is amiss. Your gut tingles all over and you are not sure if its the airconditioning or you are just imagining things....Of course you shake it off, "what nonesnese is this?? Its probably that story Mary told me that stuck!"You laugh at your silliness and kep walking...by now you are at your bedroom door. You start thinking about dinner, that comment your boss made about your presentation and you find yourself figuring out your chores for the night.
Just when you've laughed and whisked the tensions to the back of your mind, you hear a sound pierce through your equanimity. Shocked, your body freezes up, your mind cant begin to fathom what made that sound but you know its behind your door and your hands just wouldnt move...
With trembling fingers and every ounce of courage you fling the door ajar.............................what you find there is worse than any nightmare!!!!!

See all my life, i've been exposed to that kind one kind of traffic....one type of stories, one way of thinking....i've often considered the flipside but with very little sympathy because the side of the coin that i had seen was overwhelming, made it alost impossible to believe that there could be a reverse. But truly my friends, the scals have tipped!!!
I find myself in unfamiliar territory this morning, trying to make sense of what i was experiencing. It was more than shock to me, it was like being stripped stack naked in the middle of the freezing cold! Its like watching everything you've ever worked for, all you've ever believed in go up in smoke right before your eyes.
Like my friend used to say "May be the rose-painted glasses have finally come off..." Indeed I see. Hmmmmmmm.... Up until now, I used to see things in clear-cut black and white. If its not white, then its not white and from the looks of it, its closer to black than it is to white! Whatever else it is, its not good enough!
Life is full of so many shades! There are millions of shades of grey...Some of you are wondering, what is this girl talking about??? She's going on and on about some incident, I dont have a clue what is. There's a saying that behind a successful man, there's a strong woman...there should be a follow up that says behind an wicked man, there's a really evil woman!
I knew women could be mean...yeah, i knew they could be really nasty sometimes but I always figured it was more of a vindictive ripple of what they had suffered, or endured from men. Yeah, i'm a real feminist...Boo hoo! Yeah, you cant blame me. Out of ten aunties, only 1 hasnt returned with concotions or bruises the size of texas! Its always one tale of sorrow or the other! One even had her husband try to use her for jazz-money once....she woke up in the middle of d night to find him chanting incantations on her head with funny juju-like stuff in his hand....talk about a nightmare!!
From knife cuts to hospitalization, i had seen it all. There was nothing I hadn't seen or heard women suffer at the hands of men. The more popular ones are the cheating kind. They'll do anything and come back with stray kids, or STIs or whatever in their pleasure-seeking campaign but ...............
I saw the flipside yesterday.
I saw, for the first time in my twenty-whatever years what some men and women have tried to tell me...there is no ruin greater, no cut deeper than when it is by a woman
She ruined...no, the word ruin doesnt quite carry it....She crushed him, yeah that's it.
The power that God has placed in women is so profound! I think that's why God put a counter-measure that makes women generally not tolerate each other all that much. I know alot of people may disagree with this, but hey, I always call it like I see it.
What can i say about this lesson that I have just learned, the circumstances are rather embarrasing so i'm not going to tell but suffice me to say that its one lesson to have nailed!

Am I too optimistic????

Ok. So we've stayed here for like how many days now? and all we've done is shop, max out Dad's credit card, cook and clean and shop and cook and shop and cook and cook and cook....Damn!! Ok. maybe this isnt coming out right.
See my dad decided he wanted to have a father-daughter talk, i figured it was the same ole same ole....dont do this, guys are this....you know after that Sex-education thing at age 11, i dont think we've had that kind of talk when he calls you by all your names....
So when i got there, i was expecting something in that line...what would his imperial majesty say?
"You dont like to cook....Why? You are a woman...You will be the mother of the house someday....you need to smile when you are cooking and enjoy it (okay? I think that was the aftermath of thursday's incident but for a conclusion???Haba, you've not seen me in how many years and all you can think of is that i dont cook?)
Well the usual sermon takes about an hour to 2 depending on how many times u answer back so i did myself a huge favour and shut up! so in a record's breaking 45 mins, he said i could go. Hmmmm
At first i wondered if it wasnt another ploy to tell me that i should go get married or something because now he's on this 10-minute cycle questioning of if i still like igbo...Long story! Let me give you the summary. According to my parents, the first words i spoke were igbo and even while in school most of my friends (guys) are non-yoruba as such his imperial majesty seems to think that i'm heading toward that....hmmmmm!
ok. Its not that i dont like to cook, its just that i like oriental food, spicy, colourful food. my dad believes that good food should only have 2 colours at most (black...i.e Amala) or white i.e iyan. Everything else with more than two colours is a real turn off. Me, on the other hand, i like experimenting with food. I once made green-spotted yam pottage and my mom said, put palm oil and pepper in it 'cuz my siblings will not like it. See?? Curbing my creativity.....LOL!
And what is it with these fathers and getting their daughters hitched? I think its the grand child itch. Well he can itch all he wants, nobody's going to organise man for me!
i thought about it again, is that really all there is to life as a woman....to please some guy? Yeah, we all want the fireworks and yearn for companionship but how much of ourselves are we willing to trade for it? because believe it or not, its more of her giving that determines whether the marriage lasts. There's gotta be more to life...(Stacie Oricco)
Anyways, tomorrow is my birthday and i'm wondering...what's this new year going to be like? and what exactly did i achieve in the last one? Well I got my first job. I've met a whole lot of people. I fell in and out of love (still feel the burns of falling...LOL). I made some really tough choices this year. I reached diplomatic immunity with his imperial majesty (finally there's respect for the individual). Saw my baby. Gained new found respect for my mother. Learned to cope with people just as opinnionated as myself (...yes, gramps i'm talking about you). And yes i've found more of Christ's love [believe me, its still as astounding to me as it was the first day i gave my life]. I didnt write the book..partly cause you guys didnt give me any inspiration...LOL and i didnt do the crazy stuff i wanted to do last year... SO 2007, beware!!! LOL
today is my last day as a twenty-@#$%!&%$$ year old! Yipee!!!!

Ole ole ole ole....

At 5.30am our very long slightly turbulent flight landed at charles d' Guille airport. I yarned so loud the guy beside me burst out laughing. I didn't sleep well through the flight, always interrupted by the clouds flinging themselves at us. So we disembark and there's this cute immigration guy who just wouldnt let my sister through...he checks and double checks and triple checks causing quite a backlog of fliers waiting to go through. Just as i had lost my patience and loaded my mouth with the venom the guy turns to her, smiles and says "Okay mademoiselle, enjoy your stay."
Imagine the deflation! Anyways, took another one hour train and I finally got my thirty minutes of sleep. when i opened my eyes i saw this person staring at me across several tables. he smiles, i look at him with this look like "Do i know you?" Just then i looked outside the window and my mama was already at the station! Yes o! My people...i have arrrived and my mom was the first person i saw...yep my mama!!! She looks cuter now and omo i didnt believe that i didnt run to hug her...man, i'm getting vain! LOL. I jumped at my mom...man, i havent seen her in a while. so excuse me mr fine-man-staring-at-this-mushy-scene-of-mama-daughter-reunion....LOL, well my sisters beat me off her so they could get theirs.
So we took a taxi and we got home in like 20 minutes...see gist! we were talking and talking and talking that I think the taxi guy stepped on it so that we wouldnt ambush him or something...
You know the irony, immediately we stepped into the house we just sought out sleeping areas and crashed!
Mom comes back and insist we give her the gist. I look at the amber clock over the bed [grumbling] man, i've only been asleep for one hour!
i dont want to hear it...Up you get!! What's been happening? That's how a two hour long gist marathon began. we each took turns telling and telling and telling. Finally she wants to go make lunch. Ope o! Now i can get some sleep! So I sneak off to the room and resume my paused sleep program.
Man the next thing i knew a very familiar, fuzzy face was standing over me...who is this again??? I forced my eyes to focus and voila...MY BABY!!! Aaaah i jumped! My groggines had disappeared and hugged him so tight i didnt want to let him go. Man, he's taller now...way too tall, the guy's already my height and BIG!! Look at you!!! i pulled his chubby cheeks and really smiled! he looked really bushed, i spent the next half hour trying to adjust to his new frame and grammar. Damn the boy is on like 21 words per second now...see what jand does to our children...LOL.
Then i went back to sleep! I still havent slept to my satisfaction cuz man, with the cold that has been hovering me for a while, i know i need more fluids and rest. Just when i was getting to dream land my dad got back..ooh he wanted the whole story.....so we started again! THE WHOLE STORY!!! (we couldnt like tell the guy to ask his wife now could we?)
Well after that, i figured my hopes for an afternoon nap had be crushed so i concentrated on finishing up and sleeping early. We ate lunch, cleaned up and mom insists we come to mid-week service [MOM, we just got here!!!!] Its either that, or you go guys go window shopping with your dad! She hadn't finished the statement before we all leaped into our shoes and jackets and jumped after her. It wasnt bad! it's not like the usual naija 5hour-midweek service, this one was like people jisting about the stuff they'd discovered about God that week. It was over in like 45 minutes. It was nice, introductions, gist and prayer only; the people were really friendly [about the 12 of them] and the church looked like a house...what am i saying, it is a house! It just had a home feel to it. Well I guess i wont be grumbling to go to church on sunday!
We got home after another long walk, made dinner...gist..clean..family devotion...summary is we didnt hit the sack until 11.15pm. Omo, my nose was heavy and my throat was sore! I really wanted to sleep til noon today but old habits die hard, i was up by 6...
In all, the stats so far isnt too bad since my arrival:
No of sleep hours: 13hrs in 3 days
No of potential stalkers: 2 (one hairy skinny, 1neighbour)
No of crushes: None (thats a new record!)
No of pix taken : 21
No of things not to do: 3
No of chores left (right now) : 2
Did i mention that my mom cant wait to show off her daughters at this meeting thing tomorrow? Men, i don enter am. At this rate, i wonder when my vacation will start! Will keep you posted!

Naughty Tinu!!!

Ola amigos!!
You people... come see tinu and her instigation for this week! First i roamed around blogworld long enough to capture the new and exciting events like how 3T refused to update his blog, temitayo's getting stronger, bijoux's great and miggie's newest tomato soup is causing quite a stir!
I have alot to say but i'm still in the high of the moment so its coming in spurts.
I have alot of september friends, being a september baby miself, i take great pride in honouring these beautiful september born people...Yep! All hail his imperial majesty (2nd Sept), Lady D (2nd Sept), B(7th Sept), D (8th Sept) M & C-my unbiological twin sisters (18th Sept), 1stEx-(21st Sept), Iya-D (30th Sept)
Happy birthday to all of you! I'm going to school o!!!
The gist will continue soon!

STRADEGY Unveiled

Hi y’all! Thank God I didn’t miss the bus! It wasn’t funny like that….It would have been awful with the load I had to carry with me. What can I say, when I started writing this entry I was pretty excited. A small part of me [the naughty side] was glad that I had at least secured a means of ESCAPE. A means to save myself from this …..this thing!!!
Then last night we had a confrontation! Last night I spoke with my ex and unveiled the STREDGY! Omo, see rakin’!!! Behold my shock, the guy was really yelling! I don’t know whether it was the shock that I would never be with him or the fact that I had made up my mind or the fact that I knew the stradegy for a while and didn’t tell him that hurt him most. For a moment my heart stopped. I hated the way he was hurting but then he started the guilt-trip! That’s what pissed me off. I hate it when people try to manipulate me! I’ve lived with that for a very long time and there aint no way I'm going to take it from anyone. I yelled my own [to the face on my desktop] and logged off.
I sat up at night thinking about the things he said. It bugged me that he was being so selfish! How could I have been so wrong about him? And why the hell am I feeling bad?! Just then my pharmacist friend called. It feels so good to be healthy and wealthy! He was checking up on me. Wanted to be sure I’d stuck to his twenty-one day recovery plan. We chatted a bit and I told him about what was going on. He listened [he always listens]. He’s like my thinking sound board. I bounce my ideas off him and I get a clearer resonance! I talked and talked and talked and then suddenly it hit me! What’s in it for me? Apart from the sparkles! It was then I realized that I was being played! No matter what, he would leave me! Leave me high and dry!!! He had nothing but pain to offer me. He can never give me the life I want, the life I deserve and yet he wants to keep me from living mine? Is that selfish or what??? So me suppose siddon they look like mugun abi??? *Loud hiss* Nonesense!!! GERRROUT!!!!
Needless to say I had a good night’s rest.

In other news, yeah, I saw style-plus at the airport on Friday. Damn they don’t look as captivating as they do in their music videos! Shame!! I was really considering a collabo! And admirer B has finally gotten on my last nerve and since been dismissed! Yes o! A woman must have a life outside her man! That’s what reminds him that you are not to be taken for granted.
Yes o! Come and rejoice with me, my love-struck friend has finally gotten rid of the playa!
Praise the lord!
O sing o sing o! praise the lord
She finally figured out that he was stringing her along. About blingin’ time!!! She just worked up the courage to remove the final tentacle from her heart! She’s really beautiful and intelligent and NOW she knows it! O pe o! No more sleepless nights for me!
Even more exciting is this news!! Alas my vacation is set!
Yes o! time to spend quality time with myself, kick off work shoes, wake at 10 am and get that long awaited massage! Uuuh I can already imagine! Ooh yeah, I'm going to spend some time with my folks so I’ll get to see my baby!! AT LONG LAST!!! Isn’t it better to be single on your first working vacation? So that you’ll leave room for all those M&B inspired holiday romances!
Well guys, I’ll leave you know!!!
BTW
Yeah I promised to give you movie lovers a treat! yeah, there's this really cool website that tracks movies and their venues. It’s a movie-type-cinema-guide-kinda thing! So if you want to see a movie, go here, http://www.showingat.com/ it’ll tell you when, & where the movie is showing.

STRAGEDY....(its not a typo)

Music blarin'
Eyin t'emi ba wo ni??? se wah?? (my people how una dey? /how are you?)
Eyin temi ni nigeria se wah....le lelellelelelele se wa? (
Eyin temi ni lu'london se wah...lelellelelelelelele se wa?
Eyin temi l'america se wah...lelellelelelelelele se wa?
Tinu really rocking...LOL
If you want to get a visual of that, i'll help you out. Y'all remember my baby pix right? Add about twenty years to that face and place it on a 5' 8'' slender naija girl bod that dont really dance very much but love it anyway... now place that girl on the staircase of her apartment building dancing...
[Talk about my strange moments]
Whata gwan people?? how was the weekend people?That's Yinka Ayefele hit track by the way and for the two weeks my aunt was around last year, she played it every second of the day till it became my mantra. My sis brought the CD to the house and that's what started Nigeria's crazy moments...
My enemies are at it again. Dem'wan give me cough and cold but i refuse to fall. Fafafa fao!
Peeps there's so much to say, was at a school mates' brother's wedding on saturday. It was tight! Gave me inspiration for mine. So there we were, old class buddies, dissing each other, asking about work and who's going with them and who would be marrying next.
Saw my school ex-, he came with his fiance [good for him]; me sef did not come empty handed now...LOL.We really did some much needed catching up.
Yes o! Taking up miggies advice, I decided to give admirer B a chance. He picked me off work [trust me, over sabi, na me dem appoint to come carry all our mails], then drove me to the wedding. he started feeling like a PANT and was talking to my guys like say he knew me oh so well and we were the real thing! Doesnt this guy ever get it? He tried sha in all fairness, he didnt falter too much. But like they say, you dont always get what you want...cuz honestly man, feeling as bland... Anyways the wedding was tapping, guess who showed up??? GUESS....i'm sure you thought it right...My forbidden Ex-! He looked hairier...LOL. I guess it wasnt such a wise decision to see him so soon. But the good part is that i have a hidden stragedy!!! ohh yes, there's a ACE i've got up my sleeves. I'll let you in on it tomorrow. i gotta go if i don't want to miss the BUS!
See ya