Thursday, January 30, 2014

Let the Church say AMEN

These Bitches stay on instagram - Straight flexing and intending to oppress.

Original Mgbeke, says it perfectly here

No shade, but you people really need to stop this.

That being said, I am looking forward to your valentines day presents on Instagram.

Kindly share. Thanks.

Concerned Instagram viewer.

Wednesday, January 29, 2014

2am manicures.

That's how I decided to do my nails for Val's day.

and while cleaning my nail polish, something strange happened.

My ring finger broke.

Imagine that.

Dear Devil you are a liar.

Worst part the other nails won't break. I keep trying to break them. AND THEY WONT BREAK.

I can not find a nail cutter.

My teeth wont break my other nails.

Oh my God.

Ps: How do you know when you are in love with someone.

Saturday, January 25, 2014

On heavy rotation.

For some reason.

I just randomly pick songs- then play the shit out of them, and relegate them to the song pool where they randomly get played when I'm walking to school or something.

But before this- I GET MY MONEY'S WORTH.

Right now these songs.

1- Amorawa- Wande Coal & Burna ( produced by Leriq). I do not know what it is, But Wande is a star. His talent reminds me of energy from a nuclear plant- just waiting to be harnessed by proper management. and to power up to whole damn world. I live for this song.

2- Le Ukwa kwu- Iyanya. For some reason, I've never really been an Iyanya fan, but I really really really like this song. Probably all the Christmas memories and Lagos attached.

3- Turn up- Olamide. Since I became the poster child for turn up music and turning up generally, this is my theme song. I love the energy and I started learning Yoruba because of Dagrin- and now I have to continue because of Olamide.

4- Jealous- Beyonce. Probably my best song from the Yonce album. Also the back ground story of my life- sometimes. In the words of Beyonce - " And I know I am being hateful, but that ain't nothing, I'm just human and being Jealous- dont judge me"

5- Cheap wine- Brymo. I am obsessed with Brymo. His talent and his music. This is my best song on his MDS album. And this song has been on rotation for far too long but " I so much love it!!!"

6- Take Care- Drake & Rihanna. As I said randomly pick the songs. I have always liked this song but it has somehow crept up on me. as an aside, I'd love them to date so badly.

:) Hope everyone is having a good 2014? I def am.

Thursday, January 23, 2014

Obligatory new year post

Obviously I should have updated you guys on what my plans are.
But sometimes I worry about over-sharing.
LOL- Im sure that sounds funny with all the sharing I do on here, you'd be surprised to find that I have many more things I fail to share.

Then I realize that you people here are my friends too. :)
I've had a good amount of people hola from here, and send me messages when i'm away or when they figure something is not right so, I have been a shit friend to those people.

Anyways, I am back to sharing.
I intially planned to wrote about how shit 2013 was for me as a year.

Probably the most emotionally intense year for me.

Then I had to deal with child hood friends constantly back-stabbing.

Too much pain in 2013.

Even worse, I had to deal with all of this alone AND my "supposed" support system I assumed I had built. Failed to come through for me.

So yes, if I have significantly distanced myself from you- You fucked up last year.

And because it taught me to be a bigger person, I wont name names.

Either ways, 2013 was academically pleasing.
I found solace in learning. I had nothing else to do- but at least pass at school.

Which I did- ended the academic year with a good number of A's. None of which were by my power I assure you.

I learnt to ask for help, I found that it was okay to be a pest when you need something. Think woman with the issue of blood and Jesus.

I found out how "surprisingly" unforgiving I could be. And how concrete blood relationships are.

So much support from my family last year. Immense, and totally undeserved because I had spent a lot of time and invested emotions into my " friends that were supposed to become family". But blood so thick it over looks that shit.

Thankful for family.

No my sister is not my best friend yet, but I am at peace with the WIP ( work in progress) relationship that we have. I am obviously now( thank God its not too late) investing in that one, and thus far the pay off has been amazing.

My mother remains my super woman. All her children are lucky she raises us.

Then I went home for Summer, I got an internship and worked my ass off.
I was pleased with how amazing the summer was.

I went on a bunch of dates. And concluded that men are generally the same with different faces.

And sometimes different names.

( No I'm not a lesbian yet)- just coming to terms with how " the same" men are.

When you date someone for such a long time, you expect other men to be different- only to find that all of them have only one penis. Such a huge disappointment.

-side bar, I hear there is a man with two. Someone send him my way. LOL jk.

Then Christmas came, I bought lots of presents for everyone back home and packed my load and went home.

I spent Christmas at The Gambia with my family and it was so so beautiful.

We usually go to the village but this year strong armed my mother into a proper vacation.

I had never seen her so rested.

I'm sure she was secretly glad.

Came back to Lagos and turned the hell up.

This year was a year of firsts for me.

It was my first free December in Ages. I was not working- so I could sleep all day and party all night and that's what I did.

I also attended such a huge number of weddings, Oh Gosh You people need to STOP getting married.

I only have so much tears to cry! urgh ( Obviously I am an emotional wreck at weddings- being obsessed with love and all)

Anywaysssssss, I am back in school now and trying to finish my dissertation thingy. So I can say bye bye to this phase of my life.

I just read through this and I realised I struggled to share. Well know this:

I am not alone, broke or hungry. I have solid old friends and some amazing new ones.
God and my family love me unconditionally.

And I still struggle with my shopping habits.

Yesterday I walked into new look- All their flats were on sale . Guess how many I bought?
10. Ore bought 10.

10 pairs of shoes.

Obviously this is an area God needs to step in and resolve.

Anyways- all these aside. I stepped into 2014, with a heightened awareness of how much all of what I have comes by the grace of God, and planned to spend a lot of time in his presence.

I also struggled with buying things for myself- I told myself that I would be kinder to myself.

But I'm going to return a dress I bought that I hate and only paid for because I want to spoil myself.

Also I am looking for someone to come take over my lease where I currently live.

I stay in Dundee 10 mins from the University and my lease expires in August.

I can move out ASAP. Kindly let me know in the comment section is you know anyone.

ALSO, I think this is enough updating for one post.

I hope everyone has a beautiful 2014.

I also feel like I'm going to get married before the year runs out.

I have no idea/how/why. But there is this gut feeling that I need to start planning my wedding. LOL

Sunday, January 5, 2014

Toaster Not your Father of Maga and Most definitely not an ATM Machine

Now Rape is wrong.
On all fronts. Rape is such a despicable act. That it can and should not be taken lightly.
Most importantly- Rape is no joke.

But you know what else is not a joke.

Raising hungry daughters.

And it really is not funny.

The basket mouth rape joke, however is funny.
But what is funnier that the joke is the reaction of every one.

I think a lot of people are missing the point.

The first point I inferred from that joke, is how you have no interest in a man- but you see him 9 times.

Of those 9 times- You who has no interest in pursuing a relationship with him, is willing to go shopping, and dining with the man 7 times.

Is that not in itself the main problem?

And that is what we need to address.

Dear girls of Lagos ( I use Lagos because I live here and I hear so many stories) you need to do better.

Collectively in 2014.

Taking money from a man while implying you will give him sexual favours is wrong.-



ESPECIALLY WHEN YOUR a) mother is not sick/ you dont have to pay school fees etc etc etc.

Stop it. It is prostitution.

And you know what happens to prostitutes ( sometimes they get raped, sometimes killed for rituals)*

If you have no intention on having any relationship with a man ( sexual or other wise) remove yourself from any situation that can bring about the eventuality of Sexual relations.

I wish mothers/fathers guardians would question their daughters about their source of Income. Often.

I wish parents/ guardians would teach your daughters about what money can and can not do.

The value system in Lagos ( again Lagos because I live here) is shit ( putting it lightly).

And while we can sit around and abuse/name and shame boys/men that carry out this disgusting act of rape ( which I absolutely support by the way), we need to educate the girls in our environments.

It is not enough to tell the men to stop raping girls. WE need to tell the girls to stop indulging these men.
( Im not speaking about grab and rape scenarios on the streets/ dark alleys at night) I'm talking about women who have no plans to have sex with a man but somehow will go on 7 dates with said man- who has expressly declared his sexual intentions towards you, and has had two foiled attempts, but still somehow end up in a bedroom with said man.

But you do not want to have sex.

Stop it. This behavior is more disgusting than the behavior of the man that rapes a woman.
And Stop being a fucking begger. It brings nothing but shame to you and your family.

Why is a man that is not your father, or your guardian taking you shopping anyways?
Are you naked on the streets of Lagos?
Why are you taking a phone from a " toaster"?

While I do not indulge in such- I am aware of the implication of taking things from men. They are buying your body and vagina.

And it is sad that you advertise goods, collect payment then refuse to supply said goods.

Women who participate in such are as disgusting as the men who rape them.

There is more to the basket mouth joke than rape.

It speaks so loudly of how materialistic and how morally bankrupt the society has become.

And maybe those people who are wailing and wishing hail and brimstone on basket mouth need to really really face up to the real issues.

Which really is- why is your daughter a prostitute?

Rape is a big issue. It is unfair, and no one deserves it. That being said. If you can( and most times you can) avoid putting yourself in a situation that a likely outcome might be rape.

Its why we lock our doors at night- even though we are charitable and generous people with our items. we protect ourselves from thieves.
No one deserves to be robbed. But we put up preventive measures- like security men and padlocks on our gates.

Do the same with your sexual favors.

* I learnt this from Domitila the movie.


I keep getting little signs that maybe I am on the right track, Just maybe,