...And She was Tagged

CaramelD, here it goes......

where is your cell phone?  On my bed

where is your significant other? Visiting his parents

your hair color?  Jet Black

your mother? Edo

your father? Ibo (I like to think I’m mixed- LOL)

your favourite thing? My Zen

your dream last night?  No dream

your dream/goal?  To be a Household name/ Pilot (Pilot comes 1st)

your hobby?  Listening to music, Fashion

your fear?  That I might never know the one thing that would make me my own Bill Gates.

where do you want to be in 6 years?  At a point where the mention of my name in my relevant field carries an excellent reputation across all related bodies.

 
where were you last night?  On my bed

what you're not?  Daft

one of your wish list items?  Honda Crv 2008

where you grew up?  Owerri

the last thing you did?  Cleaned the Kitchen

your pet?  Iphone

your computer?  Head Office for all my gadgets

 
your mood? Enough mood swings to cause volcanic eruptions

 missing someone? Yes and No

your summer? Work, Work and More work.

love someone? .Yep

your favourite colour? Green After Black 

when is the last time you laughed?  Less than 10 minutes ago- I laugh a lot

last time you cried?  4am Christmas morning, we broke up with her.

are you genuine or fake?  It don’t get no realer than this.

any vices?  Aaaah…..Sadly none, Uhm may be Music and Magazines.

pro life or wire hanger?  Pro Life

mccain or obama? Seriously?....Obamachukwu all the way!

I hereby Tag whoever is reading this........

So it's Christmas day.......My excitement died 2 weeks back, got my sexy hair done, my sister is around- I didn't know I had missed her so much, Had a fun night out with the girls last week in some of the so called "IT" places- The view from the Penthouse is beautiful. The running around I had to put up with until yesterday drove me nuts! Driving in so much traffic!!! And I couldn't seem to understand why everybody seemed to be in a hurry, so many careless accidents. Now I'm hibernating, enjoying my solitude in the confinments of my bedroom.

And so I spend today watching "Why did I get Married" 

Have a merry Christmas, And don't forget Jesus is the reason for the season......:-)

How do you Lose it?

Everybody meet "Chewy"!  Isn't she the most adorable baby?

So, I went to visit my favourite aunt which I do at least once a week, and as I walked in she calls me by pet name. Now this is a name I got over twentySomething years ago. I began to wonder to myself if I would ever lose that name……it’s a bit embarrassing having to walk into a living room full of people you know and those you don’t know and you’re being addressed by your pet name, a pet name that sounds like someone blowing a whistle, I think it’s a bit degrading (maybe not the right word) no offence, But I know for sure it's just wrong, especially if you walked in looking like a young madam.  I love my aunt to death no doubt, but she can drop the name now, I mean….I’m old enough to have my own child, and God knows NOBODY is giving my child any silly pet names! 

I've heard people being called all sorts of names from "bambam" to "kuku" (sounds like a chicken) to  "kaka" to "1manriotsquad" (that was my younger brother's name- he was quite destructive).

And it's not just pet names. What about nicknames? how many do you have and how many do you answer to? And what is the essence of a nick name, and how does one lose such? Talking about nick names I've also heard ridiculous names like "jegzy" which I think sounds like BooBs. 

Anyways, I get home to my family friend’s house (after the visit to my aunt) and as I open the door there she was with her big bright beautiful eyes staring at me and her aunt (best mate) yells at her CHEWY! I laugh and shake my head thinking to myself she’s stuck with this name for life……but I think Chewy (she chews anything in sight) sounds kinda cool, I call her Chewy Chocolate…….sounds sweet.

So I went for the experience and I can say it was quite an experience. The blessings from God literally came down. I’m sitting at home now and my forehead feels like it’s going to up and leave my head at any moment…..which would be rather rude of it. I hate being ill, it rarely happens to me, but my body always seems to know when I’ve crossed the line and takes control of itself before I abuse her to stupor. I hope I feel better really soon, My Christmas is definitely going to be a memorable one, thanks to all my loved ones they rock!................Hmmmm, I wonder what I’m getting for Christmas.

PS: No. 2 is sooo a Lie...

Dear Diary.......

I was Tagged by Buttercup to tell two truths and a lie, and you're suppose to figure out the truths and the lie, Well here it goes,  Can't think of anything right now , so i am out rightly stealing one of your lines B.

1. I have had 1 Puppy Love, 1 Ex, 1 Fling and 1 Man. 

2. I had a crush on a girl once.

3. I 've been embarrassed once when the silt in my skirt tore all the way up my ........

That done, it's been a pretty busy month, my Christmas carols reaching a hundred and thirty! Can't wait to see my sister in exactly 18 days, It's been a year since I last saw her, and I've missed her terribly. I honestly need a break, a change of environment and some shop therapy and that's how I intend to start the new year, no doubt about that.

Work is going to be hectic for me for the next two weeks......*exhaling* I can't wait for that to pass. 

Life is full of unexpectancies, I know for sure if I was told I would go through certain things this year, I would have said you're kidding me right? but I guess most of those things we least expect happen for a reason (I am a strong believer of all things working together for good) and that reason is to make us who we are suppose to be. After all :

God doesn't give you the people you want, He gives you the people you NEED  -  To help you, to hurt you, to leave you, to love you and to make you into the person you were meant to be.

But on a brighter note, I can say I've grown this year in sooooo many ways, and I'm thankful to the people in my life that help me grow into the better person that I am now. I've always loved reading and writing as a child, I had secret diaries and journals but I abandoned them a long time ago when life took its course......I took a bold step and rekindled my love for writing here on blogspot.....and I can say I am happy about it, but it's typing which is a lot different,  I noticed these days due to modern technology one hardly ever handles a pen to actually write more than 1 or 2 lines (sad init?).........In fact I am going to buy a writing book- the ones they used to teach us in kindergarten.

Listening to " Northen Skies- Dido"  I'm in the right mood for work to day........looking forward to the EXPERIENCE on Friday, this is the 3rd time I will be attending, and I tell you it's worth every second of it, You should be there too.

Huh?

“Oh Shit!” you have got to be kidding me, I have an hour and a half to make it to the mister’s, pick up my forgotten package and head back to the airport. I hope I don’t miss my flight……what was I thinking, how could I have been so forgetful, then again how couldn’t I and now I can’t get through to him, Tsk! What else can go wrong!  My car is in the parking lot to be moved  tomorrow, I have my spare keys on me as always. At this point L.Hamilton has nothing on my driving, it’s a Sunday evening thank God no traffic, still no luck getting through, these flipping networks should be burned. Arrrgh!

I pull up outside and run into the compound, We had said our physical goodbyes about 3 hours ago so I guess this was a bonus, back door was open a good sign, music blaring from his room, I have 40 more minutes to make it back to the airport or I miss my trip (Lord knows my shop therapy is long overdue I can’t afford to wait one more day) Silly me, I had left my mother’s letters and cheques on the table in the heat of hot kisses goodbye and I’ll miss you like crazy, going away for 3 whole weeks! This was a first ever since we met. “Babe……….Babe?” looking through the pile of books and magazines, he must have seen it and moved it, “Babe, did you see my………” walking to his room, door ajar music flowing out I shove the door and I stand still for the next 5 seconds, it felt more like 10 minutes………my man had his tongue down his  Exs throat!

Of course a million and one things start going through my head. I snap out of my trance, they feel foolish, I totally ignore them thinking to myself my trip couldn’t have come at a much better time. I ask for my envelope and leave without saying one word more. I hop into my car and do Louis 2times over.  Along the way Tainted Love starts blaring through my phone- it’s his ringtone by the way, I thought to myself, is this dude for real? My sister was in for trouble, she’ll probably never fly with me again after I lash out at her.

I’ve always been skeptical about guys and their Exes, especially if they were together at foundation points in their lifetime, so I try to stay away from such guys. I know the power I have over my ex (who has began hounding me again- dude get the message!). If I wanted to I could wreck any relationship he has, that’s how deep we were, But I chose the path of walking out and not looking back, life is a lot easier without so much drama. I only feel sad and sorry for the other girl because he still calls and begs to get back with me, “So, what is she to you?" I say to him….”Your Substitute?”………..As my mind wandered I thought to myself -Is that what I have become to him?

NO!!!!!!

A Substitute, not the real thing, because he can’t have the real thing for some odd reason or the other, Hells No! I didn’t sign up to be his substitute and I definitely ain’t staying as one. Ever since I found out she existed- after we had been together for 6 months I never really felt comfortable, I mean who keeps their ex out of the picture for that long, all because your new love will never understand the relationship that was, or rather still is, seeing that their tongues were interlocked a couple of minutes ago.

Getting out of the car, 19 more minutes to go and the boarding gates would be closed, my sister had been calling me and I couldn’t pick up her call, all for the fear that I might breakdown on the phone, running all the way I make it on time with 5 minutes to spare, I find my seat and my sister who scowls at me, but that’s the least of my problems right now, I sit and the river begins to flow……….my sister calls my name and for a while I don’t respond, I just let the tears flow then she shakes me calling my name a little bit louder………….”Sleepy head, I’m going to Segi’s, pick me up at 5 on your way to the airport my stuff is in the car"

"Oh Shit!" You have got to be kidding me.........

Dark Light

WARNING: MY MIND'S IN DISTURBIA

If there's anything I can't stand is being accused falsely or unjustly,especially by people whom you think know you. As for people who don't know me yet make out time to accuse me and call me names......I couldn't care less, I know the truth So there's no need beating myself for some random person's accusations!!!!  PHeww! That said.....

I happen to be one hell of an easy-go-lucky person, I don't get angry, I'm always grateful and thankful, Always happy, smiling and laughing on my non PMS days (and some people seem to think it's annoying.........their loss) but sometimes I wish and wonder what kind of life I would live if there was no good, bad, evil and no God. 

You'd have time to think about such things if you have to drive long distance or sit in traffic for a couple of hours daily, the mind really wanders to weird places. For starters I know that I would be Goth (not saying they are bad people) there's just something about being dark that I can identify with. My career path would definitely be in the lines of highly skilled assassins, there's also something about killing people too - I do believe a Picture of Angelina Jolie from Wanted or Mr and Mrs Smith speaks well on this one. A seductress- compulsory and if vampires exists I would also find myself as one of them untouchable ones. After my assassination days are over, I'd marry a Mafia Lord and help him run his empire. These are but a few of my dark thoughts, Well I'm happy there is a God (My Light), hence all my foolish mind wanderings out the window (I think I've been watching too much ..........then again, I don't think so, I can be dark like this sometimes)

Ok, I feel like I'm rambling, I have to stop writing, Oh! I forgot to mention I'd also be a witch (if they exist)

*eXHALING.........So I've let my mood swing get a better part of me. Tsk!

Single View

So I’m still swamped with work, story of my life…….My senior manager is getting married on Friday, little me was left to assume his position and workload! I’m constantly being teased by the other older colleagues, imagine being called young madam or country head in the making all day.

Obviously, working with my manager in the last couple of months I’ve heard all sorts about wedding/marriage to last my life time, first of all I’ve never been bothered about this whole marriage thing, I can be a bit of a weirdo, some people  (including myself) refer to me as psycho but hey, I love me. For as long as I can remember I never wanted to get married, As far as I was concerned being single for the rest of my life was always option A ,  (and to think I grew up in “the perfect family” with “the perfect childhood”), unfortunately or should I say fortunately for me, I’m at the point where all my friends are married, quarter to marry or plain freaking out about getting married (I never understand why they freak out), on the other hand  I hear some girls even have their parents hassling them and telling them they are RIPE  for marriage (RIPE!........ RIPE! Are we fruits??) I thank God my parents are not the type, my brain finds it hard to accept the whole marriage thing, instead it keeps on listing out in bullet points the trials and tribulations of a failing marriage, and I think to myself, why waste time battling such issues when you can easily spend time doing the things you love.

Not to mention my phobia for being pregnant, that whole labour pain, naaaaaah men! I’m definitely  not cut out for it, For starters I don’t even carry new born babies, because I think they would fall  out my hands or I would crush them-  tiny 'lil creatures, bless them. But before I even get to the phobia, I think I know what puts me off the most!  It’s the pre-wedding and the actual wedding; notice how I didn’t say the marriage this time. I mean, why does one have to go through all those ridiculous processes, if it’s not one side or both sides of the parents disagreeing, it’s the amount of money and time spent preparing the wedding, from asoebe, to music, to food, to venue, to cake, clothes you name it , even when there’s a planner issues still arise, and I hear most times it takes a couple of months for couples to recuperate, I mean what’s that? What’s the point? When the resources can be used to start life together, instead you get complaints after the wedding of how food didn’t get to everybody, after spending tons of money, Mcheww! Darn them!

 The only way I see myself ever getting married is having the smallest wedding ceremony ever for a 1^st daughter, having my partner as my best mate and knowing together we can make it through earth , wind and fire and let’s not forget, pain free babies. If I can have it this way, then I'll sign up………. if not I shall remain free as a bird.

Attention Marvel: SuperHero In The White House.

This was supposed to be an entirely different post, but hell yeah! O-B-A-M-A, OBAMA, Obama!  Two things:

1.       1. GOD, and only GOD did this.

2.       2. Anything IS possible.

History has been written IN MY GENERATION!..............For we have come at such a time as this.