and so.....

And so it was meant to be a duet in church today, but it turned out to be two solos...infact the first singer didnt even look at the other... it was as if she didnt know the other person was there! ... it was awful... we endured it though.... what else was there to do?

and so i started my new Job - Manager, Volunteer Recruitment and Training. I'm supposed to be settling in, but in the first two days, my assistant... please note... i said my assistant! so he makes a pass at me.... when i ignored him, he tried again... when i responded coldly, he got earnest...when i gave him more work, he said "punishing with all this work wont chase nothing, me know what i'm feeling" ..... what is there to do?

and so Michael Jackson died.... just like that.... vast wealth, king of pop, more fame than 95% of the world and the medics couldnt help him.... he didnt have the luck of dying in his sleep.... a cardiac arrest and no one to help his pain.... this life is tough business.... what is there to do?

and so i'm house hunting... i have seen every bedsit and studio this side of London... i have walked and rode buses and trains... spent my weekend peeking into loos, peering into bathrooms and sitting on beds in strange houses... all over London... Walthamstow Central, Seven sisters, tottenham hale, blackhorse road, leyton, leytonstone, stratford.... pshew! what else is there to do?

my doubledecker toaster

Yesterday morning i set out for school... i was running late,i've been doing this running late thing since school resumed this year. i still cant get myself back on the normal clock, so i wake up a tad late, do everything else in a rush and still miss all the right buses... i've even gone to school with my hair looking like the venue of a bloody chicken fight... this very term... bad start abi...pshew!

Anyway, i crammed some dry baguette in my mouth... swallowed coffee and ran out of my flat...dragging on my heavy jacket on the way.

As i approached the bus stop, this guy started grinning at me from afar like i was a long lost 20 pound bill!... ahah.. do i know this man?.. who be this? early momo, grinning like this?.. all the same, no biggy... some people like doing colour solidarity... but i didnt smile back o... his grin was too big for my liking...so i stuck my earphones in my ears... let Macy Gray do her thing...

The bus came less than a minute later... phew! i woulda missed it again if i had waited just a bit. i got on the bus...my favourite seat was empty... the one at the very front... on the upper deck... with all that leg space.. now Aretha Franklin is crooning in my ears.. i think today will be nice...i will get to class on time and my hair is looking peaceful...

In the spirit of my new year resolutions, i bring out my daily bible reading... make i read this thing... i have already missed so many days as the book just come from naija... and i am going to be a noice kid this year o... for all you playa haters out there...

verse for today - love your neighbours...

'Excuse me, can i seat here?' mr grinner is standing there, pointing at the seat beside me...

'sure' i nod " no follow me yarn this morning o...i never read this love your neighbour thing finish so no expect me to practice it yet. you look like a serial killer!'

i'll be right back guys...

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