Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Somebody Save Me.....

(I hope you sang my title like in SmallVille)

It's a little known fact.

I suffer an O.C.D

"Stacking up on Victoria's Secret Lip Gloss"

Just sent for my Christmas stash......J

Only to audit my collection afterwards.

And BOOM!.........


The same can be said for my collection of L@'Senza bras too......J

But Sorry......
Private viewing only *wink*


options C and D

A compulsory Anti Money laundering test my baby sister had to take in her place of work.

A reputable bank in Canada

Sent from my BlackBerry wireless device

Sunday, November 15, 2009

A Reminder....

My mum sent this to me.
I'm sure most of us must have read this, but for those who haven't - I say read, and act on it,
and for those of you who have read it- It's only a Reminder :-)

The Mayonnaise Jar
When things in your life seem almost too much to handle,
When 24 hours in a day is not enough;
Remember the mayonnaise jar and 2 cups of coffee.

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him.
When the class began, quietly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and starts to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.
The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured it into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.
The professor then picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous 'yes.'
The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.

'Now,' said the professor, as the laughter subsided, 'I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things - God, family, children, health, friends, and favourite passions. Things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.
The pebbles are the things that matter like your job, house, and car.
The sand is everything else -- The small stuff.

'If you put the sand into the jar first,' he continued, 'there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls.
The same goes for life.
If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, You will never have room for the things that are Important to you.
So...Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness.
Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner out to dinner.
There will always be time to clean the house and fix the dripping tap.
'Take care of the golf balls first -- The things that really matter.Set your priorities.
The rest is just sand.

'One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented. The professor smiled. 'I'm glad you asked'.It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend.'Feel free to share this with other "Golf Balls", I just did.

It's a new week, Let's put our "Golf balls" in place.

~Sirius~ Signing out.
Over & Out.

PS; I wonder if attaching a photo works from my BB?

Sent from my BlackBerry wireless device

Sunday, November 8, 2009


Deep inside of me.
I still have a cyberlife.

Moderating comments off my blackberry has been quite tricky, I receive mail, Read the comment, scroll the track ball to "publish this comment" after which the request goes through.
A few seconds later "This comment was successfully rejected " . Go Figure.

Still working on my new figure. Now I'm being extra careful so I don't end up losing too much weight. After all I am african.
To all interested parties: There is light at the end of the tunnel, you just have to start digging.

Christmas decors springing up. 'tis the season to be jolly, la la la la la la la la la. I wonder what this christmas holds.....I hear the shops calling my name :-)

So, I've had the crazy urge to drop my 9-5 and get a sewing machine! I have NO idea how to sew: but I want to learn so I can make my own clothes. Crazy I know. Or Not.
The back seat of my car has tons of fabrics, my notebook is full of sketches. And my tailor just became richer!

Ever wondered what "one thing" would make you a household name and a well known billionaire?

Bill Gates- Microsoft.
Oprah- TalkShow
Micheal (Bless him)- Music
Tyra- Next Top Model.
George Lucas, Steven Spilberg, Micheal Bay- Movies

I wonder all the time.
Do you?

Have a beautiful Week people: and touch a life.

~Sirius~ Signing out.
Over and Out.

PS: I just confessed to not being able to blog from my BB-but hey!

Sent from my BlackBerry wireless device

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Mission Impossible II


Busy- food- loving ~Sirius~ embarked on a mission to lose some good weight! 


 I say I'm fat  at UK12 weighing 75kg or 165 lbs and 5”7 tall. I started out with her detox, eating everything fresh. Let's just say I attempted about 3 times before I finally went past day 1. My saving grace: I love fruits and vegetables, so that made it easier for me, by day 5 I had dropped 4kg! which made all the difference in the dress I wore to the event.  

Ironically, once determination kicks in, all the good food in the world becomes available.  I sat there with 3 course meals over my head and under my nose, I looked away, drank water and ate the cucumbers in the ~The Mister’s~ chapman. *hiss.

There was no way I’d lose focus, not right now, Do you know how hard it is to get even 1kg off!

Seeing the progress, I wasn't going to let it slip, so I registered with a gym, working out myself wasn't really working out (pun intended). After my busy day at the office- I head straight to the gym (Please, I cannot even imagine wasting my money), it was hard during the first few days, I expected that, after all it had been 6 long years I walked into a gym.  

I have a goal weight I intend to achieve, 5-6 kg lower than where I would like to stabilize. My eating habits have gone back to 100% healthy- No carbonated drinks -can't remember the last time I had one anyway, no fried foods, can't eat after 7pm, more fruits and vegetables during the course of the day, No White rice & white bread! That's the devil behind our bulgy lower abdomen.

I have set my eyes on sexy young mothers recently, and I have a good picture in my head how I want to look too, but that's not good enough. I've lost a total of 8kg (17.6lbs)- a lot if you ask me. I’m pretty impressed with my determination. ~The Mister~ cannot hide his appreciation of my new figure, in fact he has started screaming, “~Sirius~, Please do not overdo this thing” LOL!

But a girl's got to do what a girl's got to do.

I'm half way there, and this is where the hard part begins, losing so little at a time, patience and perseverance are my new best friends :-)

Mission: Sexy ~Sirius~ MUST be accomplished.

Have a splendid weekend people!

Monday, October 5, 2009

Mission Impossible I

Saw all the comments you left. Thanks for the condolence, and I’m definitely not marrying any hook up!

My lifestyle is undergoing a makeover and it started about two weeks ago. ~The Mister~ and I were heading towards his place when he said to me. “The office is part of an important event next weekend, and “We” are attending”-I said “sure, not a problem” He goes on to say “Sirius, what are you going to wear”

I froze.

He never says that.

Over the last couple of months he has watched me struggle with my weight, it was so bad that I’d cry, he would encouraged me, told me I could get rid of it if I tried. He knew looking fit and sexy was me, but somewhere along life’s course I’d lost it.

Rewind a year or two ago: Sirius (hermit by birth) was always out and about with “the girls”, from Shows, to Album Launches, Red carpet events, always in VIP, Style magazines, etc….. glamorous lifestyle, not by chioce.

Now: Sirius , living in my true form, fatter, less energetic retired socialite with a programmed weekend where all I do is chill, catch up on my TV series and movies with the ~The Mister~ while we bitch about what happened that week.

The truth is, a year ago my situation would have been- what dress to choose from because I would look Fab in any of them either way, but now it was; what dress would be able to cover my new midriff and ooze out the that level of sexiness I was once known for? And ~The Mister~ knew I was going to take that with a heavy heart.

Enough is enough I said to myself (It’s amazing what starts off a chain of events)- The next day, I was online and I bumped into her blog, and I’m like what the hell! If she can, I can too. I also saw Tyra’s new 30lbs weight loss reveal- I lost it! And that’s how I embarked on my mission.

Let’s just say, I had fun taking pictures at the event, even though it was a couple of days after I started out (I really wish I could put up a sexy Sirius picture, maybe someday), we had loads of fun, I looked and felt Fab.

Details of my Mission will be in my next post, as this one is long already.

It’s amazing what you can do when you are determined

Have a Fab Week PEOPLE!!!

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Published Post!

And I finally make it here...

Is it me, or Twitter has a weird way of taking one away from blogging? :-(

A lot has happened in the past 1 month, from my mum springing surprising statements, to losing my grandfather and going home for the burial, and now I'm home in bed, literally a walking pharmacy as I have to chug down 10+ pills a day!
Darn you sinusitis, malaria ++ and typhoid and Thank God for the extended weekend, precise timing.

(~The Mister~ is being extra sweet because I'm ill, I wonder if I can get away with extending my illness, LOL- lai lai. I miss being ok)

Thank you for checking on me, you.........yes you, the ones who left me comments and the ones who are reading this right now. Lol

The world is trying hard to kill my timely Internet pleasures.

Speaking of the burial, my granddad survived 86 years on earth, he sure lived well.
My dad being the 1st child had a huge responsibility to live up to and he did so, flawlessly. Burial turned into a 3day carnival. I read the lesson at the church service (English lesson for an Ibo service- *sheepish face), As the Ada(1st daughter) and oldest grandchild around I had to be there for my dad. It went pretty well. My grand dad was called “Onye Nkuzi” by every one (it means Teacher) - he held the kindred together for a long time before and after the Biafra war. It felt good to watch other people celebrate him, I felt good to have come from someone like that.

12 years ago was the last time I was home, Owerri looked pretty much the same to me, so did my village which is about 15mins from the main city. A lot of people thought I was my dad's wife(my mother by the way who is in Sudan right now providing medical aid- lets just say she's quite brave in her choice of countries to provide aid to) but they couldn't understand why i was looked so much younger- like duh! I have the right to grow too!

The funniest thing happened during my short visit home. My dad and friends were cooling off from their running around some where in the village and we bumped into them, my aunts and I, some recognized me and the others were more or less shocked that my dad had someone like me as his child. Then one of them says “I have a son who's getting married soon, he's 6ft tall, medical doctor, good looking”- and I said, “oh, congratulations” (trying to figure out why i was bestowed with such wonderful information), only for him to continue “I’m sure you guys will like each other” and I’m like” huh?” and in a split second I burst out laughing. Literally LOL!

Imagine this guy trying to shamelessly hook me up with his son. Do I look like I have "RIPE FOR MARRIAGE" boldly written across my forehead! I told him I was taken no offense, and he goes on to say, i haven't seen Ibo men in action, right now he's here with my dad, and all he has to do is pay my bride price and everything will be over. LMAO!!! This time, I say thanks for the offer but I'll pass, of course my aunties formed voltron force for me, and trust my dad not to utter a word! We left and I kept shaking my head thinking, what are parents up to these days?!

It’s back to work pretty soon *that sucks!. It’s the end of the year already...

I wonder what the last three months will hold......

Monday, August 17, 2009


He stares at you for a couple of seconds as he walks past . You literally feel things moving in your belly, you turn away and blush.

Hours later on your bed at night, you can’t help but constantly think of him. Blushing. Wondering if you’d see him the next day.

School is over, holiday lessons are on. You looked forward to attending only because he’d be in class, even though you don’t say a word to him. You are complete, just by being in the same room with him.

At the same bus/train station every morning on your way to your faculty......your heart does its own workout, racing when no one asked it to.

You get a job, and he’s there, on the second floor.

Another good day at the office.

You look forward to lunch at your regular spot, he walks in at exactly 1:30pm .......

The butterflies are still there.

Such a wonderful feeling........

Every girl must have been in at least one out of all these scenarios if not all.


We met a while ago.

We became friends, then we became more than friends

Or so I thought.

He was kind, funny, and very caring

He had a secret, he had another friend.

We became foes whilst we were still friends.

I was torn


And then I met him.

We became friends, real friends.

He was kind, funny and very caring

We became more than friends..........No secrets.

We found love in each other

Pure Love.

Such a wonderful feeling.

And after so long, it keeps growing everyday

I feel the butterflies.........all over again.

Like I’m 13.

I have a crush on him


Seriously, it was satisfying just seeing your crush when we were come that isn’t the case now? Seeing is good, but it just doesn’t cut it.

It is evident that the older we get, the more things change, it’s no wonder a 27+ year old finds it hard to find a single man these day, because like us, men at 27+ usually have partners.

It’s funny the way life pans out, we have plans, dreams, expectations, we worry at a certain age if we haven’t achieved certain things. We worry that we might not be able to achieve certain things that we think we need in order to take the next step.

If we stop, pause and take a look at where we are coming from, we notice that even though we had our so called “phenomenal plans” we ended up in a much better place, without that thing we thought was the key to our next step.

Everyone has their time, and that time is unique to him/her, so do not panic if your younger sister is married and you’re not, or if you do not have a job and your twin has been promoted twice. Your time will come...........

PS: So the kidnapping is getting out of hand.....what is up with this nation!

Monday, August 3, 2009

Balance Sheet Of Life......

Copy and paste as promised.....Very interesting not to share.

F0r my Accounting peeps, very easy to understand  and for others....C'est la vie.

Our Birth is our Opening Balance
Our Death is our Closing Balance
Our Prejudiced Views are our Liabilities
Our Creative Ideas are our Assets

Heart is our Current Asset
Soul is our Fixed Asset
Brain is our Fixed Deposit
Thinking is our Current Account
Achievements are our Capital
Character & Morals, our Stock-in-Trade

Friends are our General Reserves
Values & Behaviour are our Goodwill
Patience is our Interest Earned
Love is our Dividend
Children are our Bonus Issues
Education is Brands / Patents
Knowledge is our Investment
Experience is our Premium Account
The Aim is to Tally the Balance Sheet Accurately.
The Goal is to get the Best Presented Accounts Award.
Some very Good and Very bad things ...
The most destructive habit......................Worry
The greatest Joy...............................Giving
The greatest loss................Loss of self-respect
The most satisfying work...............Helping others
The ugliest personality trait.............Selfishness
The most endangered species.........Dedicated leaders
Our greatest natural resource...............Our youth
The greatest "shot in the arm"..........Encouragement
The greatest problem to overcome.................Fear
The most effective sleeping pill........Peace of mind

The most crippling failure disease............Excuses
The most powerful force in life..................Love
The most dangerous pariah..................A gossip
The world's most incredible computer........The brain
The worst thing to be without................... Hope
The deadliest weapon.......................The tongue
The two most power-filled words..............."I Can"
The greatest asset..............................Faith
The most worthless emotion..................Self-pity
The most beautiful attire......................SMILE!
The most prized possession................Integrity
The most powerful channel of communication.....Prayer
The most contagious spirit.................Enthusiasm

The most important thing in life..................GOD

Thursday, July 23, 2009

~A Little Light Is all I Need~

So this post started out on an entirely different note. In fact it was going to be a copy and paste post (Which I will do, another day), but that’s out the window now, thanks to the song that I’m currently listening to. On repeat.


A word that comes and goes

But few people really know

What it means to Love Somebody


Though the tears may fade away

I’m so glad your Love will Stay

‘cos I love you.

And you showed me Jesus

“What it really means to Love”

It gets deeper.

The nights that I’ve cried you Love me

When I should have died you Love me

I’ll Never know why you love me

(But I’m grateful Jesus)

When all hope is gone you Love me

You gave me a song that you Love me.

Now I can go on, ‘cos you Love me

And Now I know what it really means to LOVE.

Music and the events in one’s life. I remember Crying and trembling while singing this song at the top of my voice repeatedly in the bathroom after a huge fight with my ex. He had hit me- and of course the only person I turned in the bathroom was Jesus. I told myself love wasn’t outside the bathroom door- It was in me, Through Jesus. I didn’t need his fake love. *hissss

So I’ve been moody in the last two days, coupled with the fact that I’m having my allergy on another level.

But tomorrow is Friday.

And with some light from Kirk and Angie.

I say "Damn the mood!"

My Sunshine has come and there’s No more rain in my clouds, ‘’cos I’m all cried out!- Go Angie!

Tweet Music Friday Tweeps...... (Shona, Ms Jayla, Funms, Kookie, VimfromZim, Juiceegirl, bumight Kemberly, And our very own twudes debuting this Friday – Haven’t sent them the memo though. Iamcerberus and medianemesis)

Music feeds my Soul........Have a great weekend people!

& lets #lightupnigeria!

PS: I see Blogsvillie is slowly getting out of it's recession.

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

This is A Test

Scores to be awarded in percentages.
On a scale of 1 - 10, rate the following:

1. Your way of life, in terms of doing right.
2. Your relationship with family
3. Your relationships with friends and colleagues.
4.Your love life.
5. Your career/ School or both
6. Your happiness
7. Your being content.
8. Your dreams- if you have any
9. Your ability to seize an opportunity
10.Your choices.

Submit all scores to yourself- 70% and above is an A.

Your next step depends on the your overall score.

Make sure you test yourself to day.

PS: fooling around with my mobile device- just making sure I can post from it.
But on a serious note. Get TESTED!
Sent from my BlackBerry wireless device from MTN

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Dividends Of Labour



Last time I checked it was ~Sirius~

She seriously can’t be calling me, can she?.

~Suiris~”............Uhmmm, me?

Yes you...........why the lost look? can’t have that look now, it’s 8 hours away from your runway show, every second counts.


A bit confused- I was so sure those were background dreams, I actually haven’t birth “House of Double O” yet.

My goodness it’s a freaking Tuesday and I’m supposed to be getting ready for work- who is she and what the hell is she talking about.

I must be dreaming...........or so I thought.




Oh no...........Not again!



"Not you, Me!"

Why on earth is he yelling?

Can't he see I am awake, no need to end my hearing ability.

"Of course you...................... what do you mean by me?"

I can hear you loud and clear!

"If I have to pour a glass of cold water all over you to get you out of whatever zone you are in...............I WILL!"

Get up...........we have a plane to fly in 4hrs.

Right!, I say...............


"~Sirius~"......Did I hear that right?

Somebody actually gets it right.

You don't say.


I actually recognize the Voice and face.

~The Mister~


”Yes baby”. As I try to wake up.

"Happy Birthday........."

I look at the time, it’s 2:00am

"Thank you" I shy away

I Love you Birthday girl”................”Love you too”

I fall right back to sleep


I’ve always wondered what my life would have been like if I had made different life changing decisions.

I don’t regret anything that has happened to me.

In fact..........I believe the path I walk (even though I might be a late bloomer in some aspects of my life) I believe it is the best path for me.

And I know this because God walks with me.

And to Him I am eternally grateful and thankful for my Life.

His Grace is indeed Sufficient for me.

I have grown a lot in the last one year.

Thanks to the many battles I had to face- I defeated you all! He he he

And also the people who were patient enough with me whilst I learnt the new things they taught me.

It’s my day today.............

And I am HAPPY!

PS: The Mister did the most amazing thing ever! Remember how I cried about my new makeup that got stolen 2 months ago, make up I had just invested in from my last trip- well, he went out and bought every single item back with a cute purse to put them all in! And what moved me was the fact that after his research- he handpicked every item from the store himself- he didn’t just let anybody bring stuff to him to select, he went to the stores and picked them himself

So today it's me, him, my BlackBerry and my new Make up!

I mean, What more could a girl want?

Friday, June 19, 2009

In My Head.....

Driving behind a bus with a sticker that says

"EDITIOR WANTED?........For your books, Magazines, Newspaper. Call......"

Yah......And you can't spell editor.
I hope people I know never come across anything you have to edit.

Caught up with an old pal on IM.
He freaked me out.
He'd like to marry me.
Ummmh......dude I've known you for 8years.
Where on earth did that come from?

I got a suprise on sunday.
The Mister got me a sexy gadget.
I'm about to become a CrackB addict.

Perfect Birthday gift if you ask me.
But my birthday is not until another 10days.
Now I'm excited!

I've always wondered why they say "For better or for worse"
Not anymore.

My ex called.

He went to pay for his girlfriend's engagement ring.
But he broke down.
Says the ring was for the wrong girl.
It's a tad bit late now...........I'm gone.

I'm ready for change.......

I'm not Scared anymore.......

Music is indeed good medicince for your soul.

Listening to:

"Let's stay together, Loving you whether, the
Times are good or bad, happy or sad
                                                                - Al Green 

Shona, Funms, Kookie and Ms Jayla put me in the zone..........

Tweet Friday Girls!