where is orobo?
it has come to my notice that there's a missing persons alert has gone out for the location of orobo, orobo who is a seemingly gifted individual seems to have warmed the hearts of mechanics, danfo drivers and okada riders nationwide!
but the sad news is orobo seems to have gone missing over an alarming period of years and has not been located!
yet she remains alive in the hearts of all her fans nationwide, such that they reach out and call her name at random, each hoping they have finally located her...
more alarming is the fact that she must have looked exactly like me!!!
or a couple of other young gifted women nationwide....
if this seems to be the case when you are walking down the street then you know that you must join the nationwide search to avoid this case of mistaken identity...
as i walk down the street past a mechanic shop, two young fellas were staring...one discreetly coughed out the word...orobo while giving me a furtive glance, no im not her, you must be mistaken, i said with a smile....a case of mistaken identity...
as i go to the buspark, where different okada riders were parked i heard the name agan, orobo...i looked back to establish where the name had rung out from but they all looked away, slightly dissapointed im sure that they had not located thier semi godess...
who is orobo, i asked myself, and why on earth does she look like me?
as i tried to board a bus to the market, tejuosho i believe it is called, i heard the conductor go "orobo take am easy o"...i was getting preety frustrated at this point...i am not her! i cried out hoping to reassure him as he looked in my face...but all i got was a bewildered bland stare from him as if i had gone mad!
while in the bus, a young dirty looking man was about to join my seat and he said to me, orobo shift now...but im not her, i protested, i was tired of saying this already,
it looks like this Nigerian people really loved this girl...she must have been a superstar of some sort to be known far and wide by everyone...maybe a movie star even, i mused as my bus made it's way to the market...
when we got to tejuosho, thats another story entirely ill shaRE WITH YOU ANOTHER DAY...
the young men could not stop chanting and reaching for me, orobo come buy from me..they kept on reaching for me and pulling me towards thier stalls, orobo, orobo, orobo, they kept chanting, i decided at this point to keep smiling politely ....a little pretense to be this orobo fella, wont hurt would it?
i declined all thier ofers politely as i bought my african crafts and left the stall.
it was the same heroine worship as i made my way outta the market. orobo, u no go buy? orobo...orobo....it was then i decided to find out who this orobo is...but unfortunately google and alll other search engines weren't any help...
so im reaching out to all Nigerians who read this blog, who is orobo?
where can i find her?
i need to speak with her urgently......
posted by my cousin who visited naija ...true story...lol
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Monday, September 29, 2008
moody
- seems everyone is moody so im not just going to add to it.
- had a big dirty fight with my mother this morning which resulted to my hollering my head off a nd feeling mighty ashamed of it right after...
- you know that feeling of IM AN ADULT DON'T YOU DARE TREAT ME LIKE A CHILD MAMA..complete with the swagger, the neck movement and the bulging of veins? yea, did all dat.
- but one thing remains clear, i gotta get my butt out my mama's house preety soon. twenty something odd years of seeing ma preety face and the madam is fed up.
- im fed up too but mostly cos im not a people person and can only carry out the charade in small doses.
- i miss someone real bad and im trying to understand why and analyse what would happen if i were to loose this person i miss and that analysis made me cry for close to an hour this morning.
- then i realise that im just a simpering fool with "plenty water for my eye" and that made me laugh for close to thirty minutes making folks at home think i've gona a little loco.
- i believe i have gone a tad bit more loco than i was before but it's no cause for alarm instead of "offing cloth" ond standing naked on the streets im just becoming more withdrawn and stuff...
- im desperately trying to get a job tho@ im kinda filling my hands with a lot of projects here and there small buisnesses and such but apart from trying to redeem my broke and bleeding state, i need something interesting with a bite that will rouse me from bed in the morning.
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Food Glorious Food....KPOOM!
food glorious food
hot sausage and custard
ice cream on the move
cold berries and mustard!
of course ill blog on food..im on a diET!
i miss food, been eating just once a day for a while now, it seems funny that its when im on a diet, i begin to fantasise about food, right now as i type, im thinking of hot steamy pounded yam with stewed vegetables and lots and lots of stockfish, mummy style...
rice with steamy stewed peppers, stockfish and minced meats...hot eba with egusi soup and lotsa lotsa stockfish...i had better stop now before i hurt myself real bad...
been on a sugar diet as well, butt\ strictly cos of my health. so i miss coke. i miss coke..hi, my name is ify, and im a cokeaholic. a recovering cokeaholic. really, shucks.
dont really have nothing to blog about just blogging for the fun of it, havent been here in a while either so im gonna take my chances. had a birhtday pass by, was depressed as hell as usual. got a couple of books out of the deal, my favorite gifts were the sidney sheldon books i got from sanchez and the icarus girl from exschool nerd. thanks guys!
well, my love for food will never end, ulcers and all...
its funny that these would be on the same page but we cant talk about food without mentioning the joys of taking a dump...lol we actually can but id do it all the same...
the past four days ive come to appreciate the joys of taking a dump cos i had a lil case of food poisoning...
i wont mention heaving and throwing up...that part made me really sad but even more embarrassing was having to take a dump nearly 12 times a day!
even when i was trying to control it, it was driving me nuts!
like i was at a friends place recently, you know how there are some friends you are not comfortable using the bathroom in front of, especially if they are guys?
well, i was in a friends place last week, and his friends were there as well, i was meeting them for the 2nd time or so and still trying to make a good impression forming quiet and composed and all that....
and here comes the urge to take a dump...and this aint the usual, comes with a sharp twinge of pain, where your face crumples up and is locked in a grimace.
are you ok? thats me they are asking...im fine..
attack two,my face resembles a troll's now...
are you sure you are okay?
im fine. may i use your bathroom?
bad enough im using your bathroom and you all have to pause the movie we were watching trying to be polite but i dont want you to. no we'll wait for you.
see now they can gauge the amount of time i spend in here while waiting so they can finish thier movie...damn!
so im taking the glorious dump and my tummy starts to misbehave big time!!
the bathroom is right next to the living room and not really sound proof if you know what i mean,
tummy trouble...kpooom! thats me passing gas and trying to keep it quiet...
kpooooooom! wow, why does this stuff happen to only me!!!!!
kpoom kpoom! what the !@#$% is this about? im a good kid,im a lady we dont do this shit!
how am i going to go out and face everybody now?
wait, here's ma cellphone...i know what to do...i start playing kanye west's stronger, the loudest volume i can get...that that that that dont kill me...kpooom
can only make me stronger...kpoom kpoom
i need you to come here now...kpoosh
cos i cant wait much longer....kpo
i need you right now...Jesus that's the only way i coulda covered up,
but they are really good folks, either they didnt hear, or they be very polite folk cos not a word was said...lol
hot sausage and custard
ice cream on the move
cold berries and mustard!
of course ill blog on food..im on a diET!
i miss food, been eating just once a day for a while now, it seems funny that its when im on a diet, i begin to fantasise about food, right now as i type, im thinking of hot steamy pounded yam with stewed vegetables and lots and lots of stockfish, mummy style...
rice with steamy stewed peppers, stockfish and minced meats...hot eba with egusi soup and lotsa lotsa stockfish...i had better stop now before i hurt myself real bad...
been on a sugar diet as well, butt\ strictly cos of my health. so i miss coke. i miss coke..hi, my name is ify, and im a cokeaholic. a recovering cokeaholic. really, shucks.
dont really have nothing to blog about just blogging for the fun of it, havent been here in a while either so im gonna take my chances. had a birhtday pass by, was depressed as hell as usual. got a couple of books out of the deal, my favorite gifts were the sidney sheldon books i got from sanchez and the icarus girl from exschool nerd. thanks guys!
well, my love for food will never end, ulcers and all...
its funny that these would be on the same page but we cant talk about food without mentioning the joys of taking a dump...lol we actually can but id do it all the same...
the past four days ive come to appreciate the joys of taking a dump cos i had a lil case of food poisoning...
i wont mention heaving and throwing up...that part made me really sad but even more embarrassing was having to take a dump nearly 12 times a day!
even when i was trying to control it, it was driving me nuts!
like i was at a friends place recently, you know how there are some friends you are not comfortable using the bathroom in front of, especially if they are guys?
well, i was in a friends place last week, and his friends were there as well, i was meeting them for the 2nd time or so and still trying to make a good impression forming quiet and composed and all that....
and here comes the urge to take a dump...and this aint the usual, comes with a sharp twinge of pain, where your face crumples up and is locked in a grimace.
are you ok? thats me they are asking...im fine..
attack two,my face resembles a troll's now...
are you sure you are okay?
im fine. may i use your bathroom?
bad enough im using your bathroom and you all have to pause the movie we were watching trying to be polite but i dont want you to. no we'll wait for you.
see now they can gauge the amount of time i spend in here while waiting so they can finish thier movie...damn!
so im taking the glorious dump and my tummy starts to misbehave big time!!
the bathroom is right next to the living room and not really sound proof if you know what i mean,
tummy trouble...kpooom! thats me passing gas and trying to keep it quiet...
kpooooooom! wow, why does this stuff happen to only me!!!!!
kpoom kpoom! what the !@#$% is this about? im a good kid,im a lady we dont do this shit!
how am i going to go out and face everybody now?
wait, here's ma cellphone...i know what to do...i start playing kanye west's stronger, the loudest volume i can get...that that that that dont kill me...kpooom
can only make me stronger...kpoom kpoom
i need you to come here now...kpoosh
cos i cant wait much longer....kpo
i need you right now...Jesus that's the only way i coulda covered up,
but they are really good folks, either they didnt hear, or they be very polite folk cos not a word was said...lol
Sunday, July 20, 2008
mirror mirror on the wall...
recently ive been so depressed, im not sure i can blog about anything intelligently...
it seemed to be that way with everyone i knew, everyone was having that type of month, you know the one where you wake up and wish you could roll back into bed and not come out until God made everything better, like realign the stars or something....
life hasn't been generally that bad, had a couple of funny incidents recently, even the fact that stuff were determined to go so wrong most days was begginning to get humorous...
after the chapman incident which exschoolnerd has famously blogged on, you would think life would settle down and stop throwing me in the mix, a couple of weeks ago, i was doing nutty stuff with a friend of mine..leaves a lot to the imagination...i can see tatafo antennas going sky high....
immediately after, while still trying to get myself together...i received an sms which read..
"i wish i could give you a mirror to see yourself"
it was ridiculous cos firstly, we were on the top floor in an enclosed space so if anyone had been a peeping tom, he or she should have been doing the peeping with binoculars or at least a telescope...
mirror mirror on the wall, who's been nutty, yea...we all
im distracted, an old crush just stepped into the room....
anyway, the text turned out to have a continuation which i didnt see...cant do this right...see how im typing boring....gotta go..bye
Friday, June 20, 2008
Live for the moment...
The trouble with love is
the way it wraps you around it's finger
and then shakes you off
as if your grip had grown too tight
but then again sometimes it doesn't
you just never know
Sometimes it engulfs you and sweeps you up in it's tide
carrying you away to the land of no returning
No returning to your right mind
to who you were before you met him
The trouble with love is
one way or another you can never return
to who you were before
onje way or another
loving or loosingyou are never the same
and there are no warnings,
no premonitions, no set of instructions
that help you put two hearts together
and keep them beating to the same rhythm
singing the same song in harmony
without the notes turning sour
or the song ending in tears
the trouble with love is we all want it, need it,
are scared to death of it, couldn't possibly live without it,
run away from it, all the while pursuing it,
The trouble with loving is,
It leaves you weak,vulnerable
Open to hurt,untrusting,
Then again sometimes it doesn't
You just never know
Sometimes it builkds you, makes you stronger,
Keeps you soaring, far above your fears,
Above everyone and everything
They cease to exist, fade to black
The trouble with loving is
One way or the other you take a risk,
Changing who you were before
To a lover or a looser
You don't remain the same
No neon signs to potray your status
No rules, No regulations,
Just fall into a chasm of emotion,
Leaping into a void expecting to be caught
Caught and lowered into his arms
To dance to the rhythm of loving him
Whether or not, the sound of the rhythm trails away
You have relished the moments,
The trouble with loving is, experiencing it, basking in it
The good times, the mad times, the times of bitterness,
The times of pure utter joy
We all want it, Want to feel cherished by it
Feel it, Hate it, Love it,
Cant do without it..........
The trouble with loving?
It comes to you; it will come to you.....
Just wait...
the way it wraps you around it's finger
and then shakes you off
as if your grip had grown too tight
but then again sometimes it doesn't
you just never know
Sometimes it engulfs you and sweeps you up in it's tide
carrying you away to the land of no returning
No returning to your right mind
to who you were before you met him
The trouble with love is
one way or another you can never return
to who you were before
onje way or another
loving or loosingyou are never the same
and there are no warnings,
no premonitions, no set of instructions
that help you put two hearts together
and keep them beating to the same rhythm
singing the same song in harmony
without the notes turning sour
or the song ending in tears
the trouble with love is we all want it, need it,
are scared to death of it, couldn't possibly live without it,
run away from it, all the while pursuing it,
The trouble with loving is,
It leaves you weak,vulnerable
Open to hurt,untrusting,
Then again sometimes it doesn't
You just never know
Sometimes it builkds you, makes you stronger,
Keeps you soaring, far above your fears,
Above everyone and everything
They cease to exist, fade to black
The trouble with loving is
One way or the other you take a risk,
Changing who you were before
To a lover or a looser
You don't remain the same
No neon signs to potray your status
No rules, No regulations,
Just fall into a chasm of emotion,
Leaping into a void expecting to be caught
Caught and lowered into his arms
To dance to the rhythm of loving him
Whether or not, the sound of the rhythm trails away
You have relished the moments,
The trouble with loving is, experiencing it, basking in it
The good times, the mad times, the times of bitterness,
The times of pure utter joy
We all want it, Want to feel cherished by it
Feel it, Hate it, Love it,
Cant do without it..........
The trouble with loving?
It comes to you; it will come to you.....
Just wait...
Thursday, June 5, 2008
huh?
there are three things that are too amazing for me,
four that i do not understand
the way of an eagle in the sky,
the way of a snake on a rock,
the way of a ship on the high seas,
and the way of a man with a maiden...
proverbs 30:18
Amen! i do agree, i won't try to understand everything else, the way of an eagle is for the philosophical, the way of a snake? maybe for those involved with biology...
the way of a ship? thats way too naval for me and ain't none of ma buisness,
but the way of a dude with a chick?
who understands it?
do ya?
even wise King Solomon in all his wisdom couldn't explain it, so who is lil ol me?
who am i to try?
four that i do not understand
the way of an eagle in the sky,
the way of a snake on a rock,
the way of a ship on the high seas,
and the way of a man with a maiden...
proverbs 30:18
Amen! i do agree, i won't try to understand everything else, the way of an eagle is for the philosophical, the way of a snake? maybe for those involved with biology...
the way of a ship? thats way too naval for me and ain't none of ma buisness,
but the way of a dude with a chick?
who understands it?
do ya?
even wise King Solomon in all his wisdom couldn't explain it, so who is lil ol me?
who am i to try?
Thursday, May 15, 2008
tagged?
okay, so i got tagged....
i was tagged by EXSCHOOLNERD
we all kow the rules.
link the dude, fella or chick that did the deed.
mention the rules...
6 quirks about yourself
tag 6 others
and
leave a comment on those you tagg.
quirks...
hmm,
1.) im way too wierd, for instance i talk to myself...actively...i hold interesting conversations with myself out loud...i hold conversations with inanimate objects as wellmust have started while i was young, didnt speak to anyone at home except dad and he was hardly ever around so had to amuse myself with teddy bears and dolls...gotten me in trouble way too many times to count...i like to eat wierd too, food doesn't interest me until it looks wierd...or its junk food,id kill for junk food...
2) i have always been a loner, i amuse myself alot, read books.watch movies, hold three hour dance sessions with me, me, meeee!
sometimes i think i can't stand people, even though i am awfully nice, i still have issues with people, it's not being snobbish, i just have lil tolerance for low intelligence, fussy females, puffed up males...the list is loooong, very few people manage to sneak into my life....that should make my friends smile...y'all are so worthy...lol
3..i cry at the drop of a hat, it's not hard for me at all...im very weepy, movies, good or bad, even though i just criticised the acting, all i need is to see somene do something i consider niiice and i go all weepy and shit, it's embarasssssing!!!
4...i hate being in love, it makes me feel weak and stupid and vulnerable....so i try my best not to fall in love with anyone...kinda like my loner rule, it's safer that way, but if i do fall in love with you, then you must be some special kinda dude
5....i hate rats and roaches, it's like God put them to earth to scare me to death...i sighted my first rat ever 8 years ago, ill never forget...i still need to tell that story, unbelievable but true....flying and crawling roaches give me the jeebies...id see one of my dreaded r's and all hell must be let loose id apologise for acting completely stupid later...im a very calm girl, not a hair outta place but let me near a rat and you'll see i aint that calm after all...lol
6...hmmm, the sixth will have to be that im terribly in question about my sexuality, i dont think im a lesbian, just intrigued about the prospects...cat got killed by curiosity, i hear...sharrrap!
so i hereby tagg ONE IBO DUDE, CATWALQ AND SANCHEZ...lol
see as i stupidly tagg peeps den don tagg already...
so i hereby change it to OLUWADEE, FINEBOY and i maintain SANCHEZ until he answers exschoolnerd...
i was tagged by EXSCHOOLNERD
we all kow the rules.
link the dude, fella or chick that did the deed.
mention the rules...
6 quirks about yourself
tag 6 others
and
leave a comment on those you tagg.
quirks...
hmm,
1.) im way too wierd, for instance i talk to myself...actively...i hold interesting conversations with myself out loud...i hold conversations with inanimate objects as wellmust have started while i was young, didnt speak to anyone at home except dad and he was hardly ever around so had to amuse myself with teddy bears and dolls...gotten me in trouble way too many times to count...i like to eat wierd too, food doesn't interest me until it looks wierd...or its junk food,id kill for junk food...
2) i have always been a loner, i amuse myself alot, read books.watch movies, hold three hour dance sessions with me, me, meeee!
sometimes i think i can't stand people, even though i am awfully nice, i still have issues with people, it's not being snobbish, i just have lil tolerance for low intelligence, fussy females, puffed up males...the list is loooong, very few people manage to sneak into my life....that should make my friends smile...y'all are so worthy...lol
3..i cry at the drop of a hat, it's not hard for me at all...im very weepy, movies, good or bad, even though i just criticised the acting, all i need is to see somene do something i consider niiice and i go all weepy and shit, it's embarasssssing!!!
4...i hate being in love, it makes me feel weak and stupid and vulnerable....so i try my best not to fall in love with anyone...kinda like my loner rule, it's safer that way, but if i do fall in love with you, then you must be some special kinda dude
5....i hate rats and roaches, it's like God put them to earth to scare me to death...i sighted my first rat ever 8 years ago, ill never forget...i still need to tell that story, unbelievable but true....flying and crawling roaches give me the jeebies...id see one of my dreaded r's and all hell must be let loose id apologise for acting completely stupid later...im a very calm girl, not a hair outta place but let me near a rat and you'll see i aint that calm after all...lol
6...hmmm, the sixth will have to be that im terribly in question about my sexuality, i dont think im a lesbian, just intrigued about the prospects...cat got killed by curiosity, i hear...sharrrap!
so i hereby tagg ONE IBO DUDE, CATWALQ AND SANCHEZ...lol
see as i stupidly tagg peeps den don tagg already...
so i hereby change it to OLUWADEE, FINEBOY and i maintain SANCHEZ until he answers exschoolnerd...
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