ma song this week, actually my songs are make it work by neyo, ill wait for you by elliot yamin, i just wanna know by taio. yep, still pessimistic.....
this is a really old post. shoulda put it up a while ago, i decided to join a revolution for freedom to dress naked....
no really, i don't like seeing unnecessary displays of flesh yeah?
but the new deal where the rumuor says we got to get off the streets cos we wore sumthing?
you must be kidding!
the whole idea is to get we ladies to stop harrasing guys with our body parts abi?
okay, i also think something should be done about the men's eyes.
you just don't start picking up ladies from the streets cos you think some parts of thier body in your own opinion that should not be showing are!
why hasn't there be passed a law against "lookery" as well?
this is the resason we have KAI (Kick against indiscipline)
for instance a friend of mine was going out in a taxi and was stopped by the police. after the usual partikulaz check, fire estinguisher, life jacket and such check...they asked the babe to get down so they could inspekt what she had on!!!
free way sexual harassment!!!
why not ask her to strip so that you can check if her breasts are "kukuma" sitting properly in her bra?
abi?
i know our "able" governor has denied the allegations somewhat vehemently that he is in charge of this new wave...but i suppose that if he was, it would be a crying shame!!!
i never wanted to vote for him anyway...lol
now that that is over with and he is in there...impress me for chrisssakes!
there are so many things wrong with our state, every day lives and activities that the thought of decent or indecent dressing shouldnt be his buisness at the moment.
just in case he has no idea, let me give him a clue....the state!!
you know, infrastructure like electricity, water, roads, help with all the collapsing buildings that make our state look like a scune in the war of the worlds...our horrid markets and drainage systems, armed robbery...
if you need to chase anyone around, then get rid of those who make everyone else passive igbo smokers,,,lol
abi you want to tell me that you live in lagos and you don't know how igbo smells?
i don't care where you live...you must have sniffed it at one time or the other.
now you know why you are always airee!
lol
je ko make sense, strike a balance...
if this ain't some chauvinistic attack on the female integrity i hereby declare that a law be passed that alll men stick to looking only at thier wives/girlfriends and that when it seems absolutely neccesary there should be no straying to the chest level or below it. all conversations between opposite sexes should have the presence of a third party who will be responsible for observing proper protocol during these conversations and landing the male specie a "kposh" everytime he strays....
i even heard from my tatafo links that there might be an arrest of those who preach on bussees...lol shebi we have brt lanes? SIMPLE....
very soon there'll kukuma be a brt lane for men and another for women!!!
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Monday, August 27, 2007
GRADUATE!!!
A song im really feeling right now, Nelly Furtado feat Chris Martin, all good things come to an end......don't ask me why but im in a really pessimistic mood right now...how y'all doing? i know i don't have that many readers but those who do, how do you do?
a friend of mine i haven't seen for ages about 7 or 8 years dropped by naija recently and she saw ma blog!!!! Dolapo w'sup?
She didn't kno it was me though. EXSCHOOLNERD thou art a celebrity!
shealmost faintedwhen i mentioned your name....you go girl...
i really havenuffin to say today, madays have been straight crapsville.
i graduate soon and that scaresme almost out of my wits.
my dadasked me a very important question recently, what do you wanna do when you graduate?
im not so unserious as not to have tried to answer that question but i have tried...hey schmuck!
thedeal is i havealwayswanted to do something different like before i got admission into university i wanted to open a coffee shop, me be coffee junkie by the way....
so my thoughts were coffee shop/cafe like they have in paris u know?
whereyou get all the junk food you can and endless supply of coffee or cappuchinos, warmmilk, stawberriesand cream,juiceand funky drinks like zobo, kunu served with ice of course,ice cream,pekere, dun dun andthose wierd grtoundnut snacks.....
i also wanted to branch out open a theatre for danceand drama,a dancestudio and school, a museum, a cinema andakids amusement park...all these were to be on the same grounds so i could call the whole collabo FANTASIA....I presented my case to my dad and he gave one word...GRADUATE...
nmow that i wouldgraduate what happens?
mumz isalready runzing a job at somestockbroking firm and i think id simply die if i had to. her plan is finish in october meristem secuirities...oh my gawd!
got involved in something recently i think id really enjoy but mumz thinks its my immature selfish side rearing its ugly head, i mean there is money in stockbroking innit?
whew, graduate
graduate, graduate, whata burden. enter school na wahala, comot sef na wahala. i havent even finished my project yet, i have two tests this week im not ready for and i am doing 24 units for crying out freaking loud!!!
graduate sef, me ma i don tire!!!
a friend of mine i haven't seen for ages about 7 or 8 years dropped by naija recently and she saw ma blog!!!! Dolapo w'sup?
She didn't kno it was me though. EXSCHOOLNERD thou art a celebrity!
shealmost faintedwhen i mentioned your name....you go girl...
i really havenuffin to say today, madays have been straight crapsville.
i graduate soon and that scaresme almost out of my wits.
my dadasked me a very important question recently, what do you wanna do when you graduate?
im not so unserious as not to have tried to answer that question but i have tried...hey schmuck!
thedeal is i havealwayswanted to do something different like before i got admission into university i wanted to open a coffee shop, me be coffee junkie by the way....
so my thoughts were coffee shop/cafe like they have in paris u know?
whereyou get all the junk food you can and endless supply of coffee or cappuchinos, warmmilk, stawberriesand cream,juiceand funky drinks like zobo, kunu served with ice of course,ice cream,pekere, dun dun andthose wierd grtoundnut snacks.....
i also wanted to branch out open a theatre for danceand drama,a dancestudio and school, a museum, a cinema andakids amusement park...all these were to be on the same grounds so i could call the whole collabo FANTASIA....I presented my case to my dad and he gave one word...GRADUATE...
nmow that i wouldgraduate what happens?
mumz isalready runzing a job at somestockbroking firm and i think id simply die if i had to. her plan is finish in october meristem secuirities...oh my gawd!
got involved in something recently i think id really enjoy but mumz thinks its my immature selfish side rearing its ugly head, i mean there is money in stockbroking innit?
whew, graduate
graduate, graduate, whata burden. enter school na wahala, comot sef na wahala. i havent even finished my project yet, i have two tests this week im not ready for and i am doing 24 units for crying out freaking loud!!!
graduate sef, me ma i don tire!!!
Monday, August 20, 2007
i go vex!
I’m on a roll today….I need to speak my mind, like the guy I saw on t.v yesterday me too I don tire to make sense so I wan yarn some nonsense but I bet my nonsense will make at least a lil sense…..lol, he should have included a copyright law…..
Really I need to ask a question and you won’t understand unless you are BIG {by BIG I mean and ingeniously graceful} I really do….
Anyway, today in school as I was walking down the road on the way back from my job, I met a yoghurt hawker. This way up the creek we are used to seeing them totting their lil trucks/ trolleys with iced yoghurt and juice.
Well, this one committed a crime against me and all members of the big and ingeniously graceful community. He cornered me with his truck and offered me yoghurt….now I can see some people saying what’s wrong with that?
Am I the only one on this side of the coast that has noticed that food hawkers always offer food to the big and gracefuls!!!
“To be that big, she must have a real healthy appetite, let’s offer her yoghurt!
No, no, no it’s not my paranoia rearing its ugly head again!
Really, next time you are in a bus or on the streets watch out for a member of the community and find out….
First comes the “gala” man, “aunty buy now, e sweet”, you reply a polite no thank you,
Then comes chips going “aunty how many?” “One? “Two?’
Did I ask you?
Then cake, then the woman who sells “boli” smiles connivinly at you “fanning” her wares……
Really it’s all a huge conspiracy!
It’s a set up I say!!!
“at this time I am sincerely holding the largest piece of turkey I have ever seen and I am determined to finish it” mmm, delicious, what was I saying?
ehen, so you think all graciously endowed people have voracious appetites ehn? Is that why you ply our senses attacking us with your wares?
“This one na big girl, she go wan chop”. The next time I hear “sister you go buy?” I go vex!
Really I need to ask a question and you won’t understand unless you are BIG {by BIG I mean and ingeniously graceful} I really do….
Anyway, today in school as I was walking down the road on the way back from my job, I met a yoghurt hawker. This way up the creek we are used to seeing them totting their lil trucks/ trolleys with iced yoghurt and juice.
Well, this one committed a crime against me and all members of the big and ingeniously graceful community. He cornered me with his truck and offered me yoghurt….now I can see some people saying what’s wrong with that?
Am I the only one on this side of the coast that has noticed that food hawkers always offer food to the big and gracefuls!!!
“To be that big, she must have a real healthy appetite, let’s offer her yoghurt!
No, no, no it’s not my paranoia rearing its ugly head again!
Really, next time you are in a bus or on the streets watch out for a member of the community and find out….
First comes the “gala” man, “aunty buy now, e sweet”, you reply a polite no thank you,
Then comes chips going “aunty how many?” “One? “Two?’
Did I ask you?
Then cake, then the woman who sells “boli” smiles connivinly at you “fanning” her wares……
Really it’s all a huge conspiracy!
It’s a set up I say!!!
“at this time I am sincerely holding the largest piece of turkey I have ever seen and I am determined to finish it” mmm, delicious, what was I saying?
ehen, so you think all graciously endowed people have voracious appetites ehn? Is that why you ply our senses attacking us with your wares?
“This one na big girl, she go wan chop”. The next time I hear “sister you go buy?” I go vex!
my torture sessions!
why is my body aching? torture, that’s what/why. I’m aching physically and mentally. let’s do mentally first……..
I am taking two mathematical courses now in school that call for mental exertion. I’m not even sure the lecturers know that of which they speak….
for instance, what is measure?
how does that concern me? take your tape rule and find out……
I mean, did you know that there are so many points between zero and one?
I could blow your mind with my “knowledge mathematika”
the first time I heard that there are an uncountable number of points between zero and one, I felt like taking a cane to my primary school teachers, I guess if they had tried to teach us, we might have never left primary school….
picture it, early morning classes where we count one to ten, we all did…..lil kids counting 0, 0.1,0.01, 0.001, 0.001,………..it seems I have it done backwards….see even I can’t do it! it’ll be a while to ten.
with my lecturers it’s a whole load of thrash they are feeding us, I know it,s a math class but for crying out loud, speak English!
“the lebesque measure between point A and B occurs if e is a class of sets which are non empty then @#$%^&*^%$*$^**&5$, at least that’s what it seems like to me….the summation of something against something else…yada,yaDA AND MAJOR YADA….
sorry, have I passed on my mental ache?
my body is aching for an entirely different reason. one of my friend s in good faith saw it fit to register me for fitness classes!!!!
which one do I say first…ewoo! abomination!
I don’t know what came into me, I could have said no, really….knowing that if it was the weight that had to go it would have done that a while ago with all mp prior attempts at jogging and even dance classes…..
anyway, another friend of mine, we call her “:smalls” cos she’s so small….everywhere!!
she’s in charge…a major boss lady, she wakes me up quiote early in the mornings and am I ever grouchy? eat into my sleep time and find out, grouchy, crancky and lots of cake icing!
“smalls” wakes me with glee and an im out for you today smile. it’s quite comical really, I try to make it so to hide the pain and MY GOD! is it painful!!
yesterday, she tried to get my fingers to touch my toes while in sitting position…..after various failed attempts, I came up with the perfect reasonable excuse,
“smalls” I said with a semi detached voice cos I could swear my mind was leaving my body, I really could see myself elevated above my body and hovering at the brinkl of release….lol
smalls, I can’t do it….it’s not really my fault, my hands were made too short for the rest of my body. really, I’m of the opinion that if you can’t do it, why hurt yourself?
after that, it was a touch your knees with your forehead session, how on earth do you expect me to achieve that?
so I needed another pretty good excuse so I remembered why I couldn’t quite achieve the “feat” I was being asked to…..
an impediment!
I have a rather “larger than life” tummy, that’s what I was hoping to achieve with fitness classes i.e deflating it but it seemed for a while that the only thing that could get rid of it for me was an excavation or evacuation….lol
so this time I went “smalls honey, no can do, there’s this huge something between the distance I have to cover…..if I was in church, we’ll call it an obstacle to progress….
okay, im really not that bad in fitness class, just a lil bit nutty, ok very nutty, frustrate me I frustrate you, God no go vex!
like pull ups…..who ever thought up that exercise?
I think she only makes me do it when I’ve been very nutty…you put one finger to your ear while lying down and pull….
not your ear, stupid….your upper body upwards……
over and over like a kid who did something really bad and has to pay….at the end of the class I was crying…..real tears!
I am taking two mathematical courses now in school that call for mental exertion. I’m not even sure the lecturers know that of which they speak….
for instance, what is measure?
how does that concern me? take your tape rule and find out……
I mean, did you know that there are so many points between zero and one?
I could blow your mind with my “knowledge mathematika”
the first time I heard that there are an uncountable number of points between zero and one, I felt like taking a cane to my primary school teachers, I guess if they had tried to teach us, we might have never left primary school….
picture it, early morning classes where we count one to ten, we all did…..lil kids counting 0, 0.1,0.01, 0.001, 0.001,………..it seems I have it done backwards….see even I can’t do it! it’ll be a while to ten.
with my lecturers it’s a whole load of thrash they are feeding us, I know it,s a math class but for crying out loud, speak English!
“the lebesque measure between point A and B occurs if e is a class of sets which are non empty then @#$%^&*^%$*$^**&5$, at least that’s what it seems like to me….the summation of something against something else…yada,yaDA AND MAJOR YADA….
sorry, have I passed on my mental ache?
my body is aching for an entirely different reason. one of my friend s in good faith saw it fit to register me for fitness classes!!!!
which one do I say first…ewoo! abomination!
I don’t know what came into me, I could have said no, really….knowing that if it was the weight that had to go it would have done that a while ago with all mp prior attempts at jogging and even dance classes…..
anyway, another friend of mine, we call her “:smalls” cos she’s so small….everywhere!!
she’s in charge…a major boss lady, she wakes me up quiote early in the mornings and am I ever grouchy? eat into my sleep time and find out, grouchy, crancky and lots of cake icing!
“smalls” wakes me with glee and an im out for you today smile. it’s quite comical really, I try to make it so to hide the pain and MY GOD! is it painful!!
yesterday, she tried to get my fingers to touch my toes while in sitting position…..after various failed attempts, I came up with the perfect reasonable excuse,
“smalls” I said with a semi detached voice cos I could swear my mind was leaving my body, I really could see myself elevated above my body and hovering at the brinkl of release….lol
smalls, I can’t do it….it’s not really my fault, my hands were made too short for the rest of my body. really, I’m of the opinion that if you can’t do it, why hurt yourself?
after that, it was a touch your knees with your forehead session, how on earth do you expect me to achieve that?
so I needed another pretty good excuse so I remembered why I couldn’t quite achieve the “feat” I was being asked to…..
an impediment!
I have a rather “larger than life” tummy, that’s what I was hoping to achieve with fitness classes i.e deflating it but it seemed for a while that the only thing that could get rid of it for me was an excavation or evacuation….lol
so this time I went “smalls honey, no can do, there’s this huge something between the distance I have to cover…..if I was in church, we’ll call it an obstacle to progress….
okay, im really not that bad in fitness class, just a lil bit nutty, ok very nutty, frustrate me I frustrate you, God no go vex!
like pull ups…..who ever thought up that exercise?
I think she only makes me do it when I’ve been very nutty…you put one finger to your ear while lying down and pull….
not your ear, stupid….your upper body upwards……
over and over like a kid who did something really bad and has to pay….at the end of the class I was crying…..real tears!
Monday, August 13, 2007
i cannot believe this, my blog finally opened....sorry y"all, i mistakenly loaded a virus on this thing and have been struggling to get back here...im so sorry...i'd be back here tonight or tommorow to upload all myy thoughts the people in my head have been giving me a hard time trying to keep it all in is giving me a crazy headache.....i'll be back.....viva!
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