H is for what? H is for HOLIDAY

 In the most random stroke of luck ( which is very on brand for me because I am the luckiest girl in the world); Im going on holiday!

Which is fun because I remember my friends telling me that I should just farabale as I just got here and relax before I resume my ajala waka. 

Only for a few things to align and next thing I feel into a vacation.

I am soooo giddy with excitement I truly can't wait for my holidayyyyyyyyy.

Started my new job and I LOVE IT. I think my supervisor keeps trying to trip me up but then as a lagos babe, I'm two steps ahead of the curve.

One with God is truly a majority.

Who can guess where I'm off to? It houses one of the wonders of the world. 

This is how I feel whenever I think about the whole trip. I'm sooo giddyyyy

And so it begins- Travel Blogger (eek)

I opened/started/commenced/began the journey of a travel blog.

It's something I have been wanting to do for eons, because as y'all know I LOVE to travel

and also because I realized it might be my only shot to get flysaa to put me on their west africa meets south africa all expense paid tour thingy- what? I'm honest.


Anyway here it is * Travel blog Link* , please go on there and show some love love love.

Also show it to the SAA people.

I'm thinking of doing four post a month schedule and take it from there.

I am really really really excited about this.


If you can't tell.

ALSO 4 DAY WEEKENDS LIKE- UHN HUH UH HUNNNNNN.

So flipping excited.

Plus I get to see Diplo this weekend.

and Maybe one beach trip

and hopefully pool side chilling the rest of monday.

Still undecided about how I feel: re a solid friday night out.

I mean I know I need one. but I'm just a bit meh about it. (for now).

Ps: I think I have to start working on my flakeeeey attitude.

Pss: Yeah nah.

Be careful what you wish for

Remember how I said I wanted to travel this year.

God heard me and took me literally.

Thats all I'm going to say.

I had been feeling a bit off lately. Slowly hatingmy job ( gasp I know)

And what not.

Then I went to church on sunday and the holy spirit arrested me.

Literally.

Spoke about all the horrid things I was doing( all my totally undeserved days off and the likes)

And most importantly growing where you are planted.

I do not know If I had mentioned this ever- But when I went to do my MSc, one of the conditions I gave myself, My mother and all related stake holders was that- I would ONLY do one year when I move back at my old job- I also need to point out that I am yet to fill out ONE single application even though I had crossed the threshold.

Anyway fast forward to one year being of being at work ( or as I like to call it 5 holidays later #humblebrag)

And I was over it.

Anyways I'm back on it. and I was so super productive yesterday> I loved it.

I'm also planning a retirement party for one of my Managers. It is lowkey weird how I am logistics correspondence for my sector at work.

I love it.

I plan to make a more concerted effort at keeping in touch with old friends.

I am so excited. About what- I do not know, BUT I am quivering with excitement.

I want to go to dxb to look for a dress and pick out my wedding band.

Although I already have one- I want another one.

#colormegreedy

I am in such an amazing mood.
OMG I think someone in my office has the most obscene crush on me.

It is the cutest and equally irresponsible thing.

ha ha ha.

The oddest thing for me regarding hitching my wagon to one person is having to deal with all these other men.

It is so weird.

I went to the Lagos make up fair over the weekend.

Nigerian make up artistes over feel themselves.

Ahn ahn.

Uncle do you see me giving potential clients attitude?

No- Please be nice to potential customers. I am petty enough to pick my MUA ( in Itunu's voice) based soley on the fact that the person is nice to me.

I like to think I am beaut and so- NO need for excess face painting.

My friend Demilade Roberts also opened up his photo studio!

Super exciting for me because I really really really like when my friends are doing well.

I went by to get some head shots but forgot to wear a bra.

side bar- Can we talk about how my boobs woke up one day and decided to be D cups?

Like HELLOOOO. BREASTICLES - You are supposed to allow me flourish on days when I dont want to wear a bra- Not swinging around like pendulum. * urgh*

Anyways my head shots are useless because  I am unable to use them to stunt on the gram because my twins were just doing anyhow.

But the photos were ace tho #m3lanineonfleek :)


My nails are looking hella lavish after the horrible scene from Vegas.

I think I will refer to my nail length as BV and AV. ( before Vegas and After Vegas)

I noticed a lot of bloggers ( who write because- not them awon linda)  aren't blogging as much any more ( Myself inclusive); Is it because of trying to monitize?

I dunno o. either way Its sad, You people should update me on your lives dammit. It is the only way I know what you are up to.

One of my bestest friends who is male (Yall can guess who, names starts with D) got engaged.

I was so deliriously happy. Because now we are on the same page and discuss marriage shit and ring styles all damn day!

hahaha!

I met D ( who is really Debo) so stop stressing about guessing who over 5 years ago and he quickly became a staple in my life.

I always yack about not having friends; or having bad friends but again #colormegreedy

when in truth I have been quite luckily re- friendship. I mean I lost a few to pettiness. ( mine and thiers) and some to loyalty to other parties ( I fancy myself a queen- off with their heads!),

I mean I have friends from work that have moved on but we still keep in touch and I have been unable to make new friends from work ever since ( color me resistant to change and adjustments) ha

Ps- coworkers used to call us "black berry babes"

Urgh- Do you not just hate Nigerian co workers?

Anyway just an update because I find that you guys need to know what I have been up to.

Finally; I was facetiming my aunt who asked where I was and I said casually oh I am at F's house.

side bar, Can we generally agree on what to refer to my future husband as? I'm leaning towards Eros?

can we do that?
Yes we can!

So I told her I was at Eros's house and she said ahn, she was wondering because it did not look like my house.

So I showed her my make shift closet  and she squealed- She could not believe that I brazenly moved in. and then she said the funniest most innappropriate thing.

She said- It is always good to try before you buy.

That anytime she goes to the store and does not try on clothes she buys- she always returns them.

Me- * dumbfounded*

Are your aunties supposed to suggest pre-marital sex?

Or is it only my family that is that grossly inappropriate?

Holidays and The Ever Elusive Perfect body.

Urgh. Not the body talk again.

I know.
I just wanted to let every one know that I would be going under the knife to achieve those abs that have been avoiding me.

LOL. That is a lie.
This is the mini body rant.


Miami in a week- And I am still not bikini body ready.

Which is obviously why I bought a once piece with the most beautiful coverall.

I will not reduce my bride price or allow people ask me wretched questions like - So how far along are you now?

LOL.

I am exaggarating. No one in their right mind asks me such a question, without getting slapped.

Verbally.

Although in my mind- I drop kick them with my never ending legs.

Houston has been amazing. I can actually move here, But I wont because I am not mad.

This is by far the best holiday in a while.

Lesson to self: stop waiting for people to make plans.

Make your plans and people will fall in line.

PS: ALSO CHOOSE FORGIVENESS ALWAYS.

pss: And when giving blow jobs, do it on your knees. It is easier on your neck.

psss: virtual cookies for anyone who can tell me where that line came from.

I have lost all the zeal to write.

Before I used to be so eager to come here and talk and talk and talk. Now not so much.

Infact I'm contemplating closing down the blog. Almost 7  years of blogging and I'm just not feeling it.

Scary. but at the same time exciting.

Last Night was my friends birthday. and it was AMAZING!

Like totally amazing for a week day party. and the Lover was amazing as well.

He is an amazing host sometimes- Plus we both had fun, usually when we go out its just same old 

same old. 

But last night was good- Although I wasn't wearing any make up and ran away from all the cameras

and it was the 1st time I came out with my locked hair- AFTER SATURDAY.

I liked it. it was the perfect kodak moment. I'm literally dying to see photoossss.

speaking of photos. what is happening to me?

I hate them all of a sudden. I cant stand my photograph being taken.

This young lady is now *gasp* camera shy. - Who woulda thunk it?

anyways i am still trying to work out what brought that about.

OH LORRRDDDD. 

im getting my 1st oleku made! HELLOOOOOO LEGS ON LEGS ON LEGS!

I'm ecstatic, finally I have arrived.

Now all i seek is a make up artitste.

Speaking of make up artitste, I need a friend who does professional make up

Because yours truly has decided to start wearing make up. and a lot of it.

to all the weddings I attend. starting with the next one.

Weddings have started to excite me. not marriage o.

The actually wedding ceremony!

Its almost the only social call i enjoy- closely followed by stage plays.

as i was saying- I love weddings.

three weeks ago i updated my status to - marriage might be hard work, but weddings are fun fun fun!

Turns out, I have morphed fully into a Yoruba woman- who spends her waking weekend hours trying on

outfits for parties. and her week day hours fantasizing about how she will spray money AND  argue for souvenirs at the parties.

I feel terrible because I had previously judged these women. and now I am one of them.

While I CAN wait to get married. I CAN NOT WAAAAIT TO HAVE A WEDDING!

YORUBA STYLE.

so what has been really good?

ps: Im going on holiday next week. *azontos*

I tell you, this is my year of vacations!

This post is everywhere.

Also thank you to everyone who checked on me when i was having my mini bouts of depression.

I appreciate it.

and to think, I had people who I thought would be all over me. ELA. Its the people I dont send from here to there that were looking after me. calling and shit.

This Life is truly mysterious.

ANYWAYS what is up with people wanting favours from me? of late everybody had been wanting something, while I'm not one to ask except it is desperately important, I have tried to give cheerfully.

Until last week when a class mate of mine randomly called me to say hi. This week same class mate calls to say hello again.

Now why is it strange that my class mates are calling me?

simple- My classmates hated me in Uni. I was that girl that was unserious and spent her weekends in Lagos.

Having a fun time. missing classes and just generally coast through school 

partying with my friends in lagos and building social connections.

My class mates hated me through all of it and the feeling was mutual. I had about a hand ful of friends in my class- AND  we were party monsters( and that is putting it lightly)

anyways  enough about that- I am changed now and i channel my energy to weddings.

So You can imagine my shock/disgust when this my Bible wielding classmate, had to call lil ol' sinner me

to ask to see me. what for?

Turns out class mate is a marketer in the bank and had a target to meet.

Class mate wanted me to make some introductions for him AND wanted to see if he could use some of my social connections to build a network to enable him meet a target.

I LAUGHED.

and laughed. and asked him, " have I ever called to ask you to ask your prayer group to pray for me?"

OK that is a lie. I didn't say that.

I said" I'm busy this weekend, and I'm out of town next weekend- say 1st weekend in June?"

Him : Oh its too late.

Human beings are users and disgusting. You can not frown at my lifestyle for 4 years then call me because I haven't changed my # to use my social connections.

This life is too damn mysterious.

Will I help him? Maybe. but I need time to work through the anger I feel towards his type of people.

A part of me says I should be thankful that God has blessed to the point of becoming a corner stone.

I'm confused.

Friends

So my friend read my blog and was kind to forward it to me.

------Original Message------
From: Ani
To: MyProfile
Subject: Laundry
Sent: Mar 13, 2012 1:32 PM

Read your blog. I see you lost the chat. LOL. Here it is for records purposes.

Participants:
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Sir Skywalker, Ms Oreoluwa

Messages:
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Sir Skywalker:
Its a good one
Sir Skywalker:
Saw it yday night
Ms Oreoluwa:
Not talking about it.
Ms Oreoluwa:
Forsome reason everyone has seen it.
Ms Oreoluwa:
Awom spoilers
Ms Oreoluwa:
Rme
Sir Skywalker:
:*
Sir Skywalker:
Hehe
Ms Oreoluwa:
You never told me what you thought of my blog.
Sir Skywalker:
You never asked.
Ms Oreoluwa:
I assumed you were going to get back to me
Ms Oreoluwa:
After reading.
Ms Oreoluwa:
As I do after reading yours
Ms Oreoluwa:
Assumptions - the mother of all fuck ups!
Ms Oreoluwa:
Anyways *props pillow* regale me
Sir Skywalker:
Lool
Sir Skywalker:
Its quaint.
Sir Skywalker:
Nice.
Ms Oreoluwa:
*side eye*
Ms Oreoluwa:
Good bye.
Sir Skywalker:
The name is rather intresting. I like. :)
Sir Skywalker:

Sir Skywalker:
Sitcho ass down
Sir Skywalker:
I'm not done
Ms Oreoluwa:
Loooool
Ms Oreoluwa:
Okayyyy.
Ms Oreoluwa:
Merci.
Ms Oreoluwa:
Okaaayyyyyy
Ms Oreoluwa:
I assumed again. At quaint we'd be done.
Ms Oreoluwa:
*sigh*
Ms Oreoluwa:
*props pillow again*
Sir Skywalker:
I like the pseudo-vulnerability that characterizes your writing...
Sir Skywalker:
I say 'psuedo' because I tend to think you loathe the idea of being vulnerable...but your writing is naked. Unassuming. Almost like soliloqy.
Sir Skywalker:
Very simple. I like it.
Sir Skywalker:
Shows the gamut of thoughts that run through your conscious mind.
Sir Skywalker:
I noticed you have more posts on being thankful than any other categorization. That kinds shows your appreciation for life, regardless of the shit storm that it mostly is...I find that uber cool
Ms Oreoluwa:
:)
Sir Skywalker:
But you still maintain that subliminal regal tone that is Oreoluwa.
Ms Oreoluwa:
This washing is amazing.
Sir Skywalker:
Its you. Its exquisite.
Sir Skywalker:
I like it.
Ms Oreoluwa:
Loool.
Sir Skywalker:
There, I'm done.
Ms Oreoluwa:
*rinsed and clean*
Ms Oreoluwa:
See how I'm sparking.
Sir Skywalker:
Lmao! Clown.
Sir Skywalker:
Loooooool! Just seen your stat=))
Ms Oreoluwa:
Yes nowWwww.
Ms Oreoluwa:
^_^

My status was forget Omo, Ani does a better job.

:)

How has everyone been? good?

I've been working terrible hours but I kinda like it.

I'm so gassed up about Easter. I may be going to Ghana!

Finally. it costs a pretty penny. But I work hard so. *shrugs*

The lover has a wedding in Abuja that weekend, and I do not want to attend it with him.

I'd just rather not attend it.

So I may be akwabba-ing you people tomorrow! * insert a bottle of excitement here*