Another list

Got this from Mrs Somebody.... and liked it

Accent: Nija


Booze: Mango juice


Chore I Hate: Washing clothes


Dogs/Cats: Dogs... forever


Essential electronics: laptop


Favourite Perfume: Pleasures by Estee Lauder, 360 degrees woman - Perry Ellis


Gold/Silver: Gold


Hometown: Osun


Insomnia: Nope!


Job title: Postgraduate Student


Kids: Not yet

Living arrangements: A room in a flat


Most admired trait: My bum


Number of sexual partners: aint telling


Overnight hospital stays: Yes.......when i was a kid and behaving like ogbanje


Phobia: blindness


Quote:"beyond the alps lies Italy"


Religion: Christianity


Siblings: 4 (1 sister, 3 brothers )


Time I usually awake: About 7 a.m these days


Unusual talent: i never forget faces


Vegetable I refuse to eat: Broccolli


Worst habit: thinking hard about too many things


X-rays: a few times


Yummy foods I make: fried noodles, egusi soup, efo riro, fried rice, barbacued fish

Zodiac sign: Taurus(yeah mad cow)

I'm tagging sagacite, afrobabe, unnaked, baroque, boorish, kokolette

Some strange things

Some strange things

Girls in mini skirts riding bicycles...

Boys in skin tight jeans... sagged... showing old ugly underwear...

Dogs with human intelligence at work...

Humans with dog intelligence ... necking in the tube...

Young men... rolling weed on a london bus...

Children shedding diapers for acts of astounding violence...

2pac in a 3 year old's body....

Many strange things

20 Things i'm thankful for

1. My existence – abi if I no dey nko?... how I for do
2. The love of God for me – I no know why the guy send me so
3. Salvation – yes o… so be careful how you deal with me.. toughest homie is on my side
4. The gifts in me – I’m talented, gifted…no be me… na God
5. Testimonies and answered prayers
6. Prayers left unanswered – forget the stupid things I have asked God for!
7. For heart healing again and again
8. My mind – great, sound, slightly off center… unique
9. Good health – forget say I dey sniff… I dey okay
10. My parents
11. My awesome siblings – strange but awesome all the same
12. The people who love me – holla out to my peeps o – ijebz you no dey there o
13. The lessons life insists on teaching me
14. My nationality – Nija for eva… Solidarity for eva…
15. My childhood
16. The opportunity of an education
17. My first job
18. My body
19. The perfect opportunity I have been given to live my dreams
20. That I am who I am and not any other way!

My 21 words in a sentence

Now i'm putting the 21 words from my last post in a sentence

Hiya - Hiya there, how you doing?

Ijebz - my hypertech nigga... the best thing in a long time... this dude i'm trying to chance..lol

love - this mean guy has cornered me again, beating the shit outta me!

Kosoro fun e - he says this all the time

Ibadan - someone here can disown me o (but oloun maje!)

Health - that thing we refuse to improve in this country!

British Council - the office of our colonial masters who refuse to go home

Economics - the one course i think i would have walked through in college (liar!)

Policy i no know why i dey think this one...

Mumsy - ah! mami o....

money - heaps of this might help

Dupe - if dreams were horses...

School - i wanna go back here

Sex - ha! chocolate sugar pudding pie! - much ado about little

Gbagada - home!

Maryland - eldorado

Apami da ese mi da - the linking of two souls through the conjoining of arms and legs (i dey speak grammar o)

London - another lagos... hustle bustle... central london.... houghton street

Shopping - i'm a shopaholic now!

Office - one place i never miss

21 words in my Head

21 words that dance around in my head... they wont leave me alone or go away

Hiya

Ijebz

Love

Kosoro fun e

Ibadan

Health

British Council

Economics

Policy

Mumsy

Money

Dupe

School

Sex

Gbagada

Maryland

Apami da ese mi da

London

Shopping

Office

The Wind that blew back

The Wind
Like a wind through blogsville, you travel without strife
A whiff of you, a fragrant awareness of your presence
We were just able to feel the heady essence of you
Iska – the wind
Your journey was like the winds’ a sojourner without need
A faint fragrance of you, the knowledge that you passed
Is all that strikes my mind
Iji - the wind
Your posts proceeds as wind, stranger frail as reed
Blowing across blogsville, in vain we implored you to stay
Our hearts called out to you….
And bang! You blow back our way
Iska, Iji…

Thanks for coming back

And the Tyger roars poetic!

Abused
He called me
Then he hit me
The house is empty
And it’s just him and I
He grabbed me
Then he kissed me
The fear filled my heart,
Cos I’m only 8

He boxed me
Then he crushed me
I lash out and howl
Cos I’m in pain
He pulls my ear
Then says it’s my fault
That he’s doing this
But I’m only 8

He pushes me,
Then he kicks me
He won’t let me be
Leaves me shaky with fear
He slaps me
Then puts his hand up my blouse,
Fingers up my skirt
Yet I’m only 8

He smacks me,
Then shouts at me
Says I’m a she devil
Who will end up in hell
He’s abusing me
And molesting me
He’s my uncle
And I’m only 8



My Childhood and Yours
My childhood is over and so is yours
The innocent times have ended and we have closed the doors
You can’t play in the rain lest we fall in the drains
and show off ourselves as adults without brains
My childhood is over and so is yours,
Your easy days are gone and carefree has closed the shutters
We can’t seat in sand and mold Royal lands
lest we stain our gabs of expensive yarns
My childhood is over and so is yours,
Our happy days are contrived and love’s skylight’s ajar
We can’t stretch our hands and get needs on demand
From our best friends and those we inadvertently command
My childhood is over and so is yours