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Yeah, I know I'm bad....

2009-03-24T02:57:00.003-04:00

I'm finding it hard to keep this my promise of regularly updating my blog. Maybe if I put my blog on my bookmark toolbar, I will remember.

I'm reeling from this post I read at Vera's. She went to a single's conference where they listed a host of marital and pre-marital sins, the most harrowing being the forbidding of oral sex among married couples. It's bad enough that we are not supposed to have sex before marriage, now they are restricting the kind of sex I can have when I'm married? Are they kidding?

I attended a wedding at a Redeemed church in yankee recently and was shocked by the pastor's rendition of the couple's love story. According to the pastor, casual dating is forbidden in his church. The groom asked him for permission before asking the bride out. Of course, this all happened after mandated fasting and prayer. Before the babe agreed, she also conducted her own prayer and fasting sessions. Mind you, this is all before the dating process. So they began their church supervised courting: under no circumstances were they allowed to be alone together, no kissing, hugging or “come hither” looks. They couldn’t even ride in the same car without someone else with them. The pastor was bragging cos they followed his instructions and now they were getting married. The whole time dude was speaking, I was looking around to make sure the “you’ve got to be kidding me” look was not just on my face. In this day and age!? I just can’t imagine such chastity in today’s society. In this America? I didn’t get the chance to ask the couple if they actually followed the pastor’s orders or bent some of the rules. It’s one thing to demand that people not have sex before marriage but now you tell them they shouldn’t even hug!? Haba!

I find it absurd when people take the words of a human being as God’s words. I am yet to come across a bible passage that eschews human touch during a courtship. Even the songs of Solomon talks of lovers embracing and kissing. Yes they may lead to sex but people such Christians should have a lil more self control. In fact, I think the pastor came up with these rules because he believes members of his congregation have no self control but that’s taking things too far. Personally, I enjoy hugging, kissing and much more…as long as you use protection, go on soun.☺.

Do I love Obama or do I love Obama!?

2009-02-25T13:19:00.004-05:00

I just caught the state of the union address on youtube since I didn't get the chance to watch it last night. I can't remember ever looking for any other politician's speech online or actually being so excited to listen to my president before. I swear everytime I see Obama, I just smile. As expected, most of the speech was on the economy but one thing that stood out to me was his stand on education:

"So tonight I ask every American to commit to at least one year or more of higher education or career training. This can be a community college or a four-year school, vocational training or an apprenticeship. But whatever the training may be, every American will need to get more than a high school diploma.

And dropping out of high school is no longer an option. It's not just quitting on yourself; it's quitting on your country. And this country needs and values the talents of every American."

I swear the part in bold almost drove me to tears. So true Mr President, so true. Someborri shout GOBAMA! (Adeboye stylee)

Ne-Yo Concert

2009-02-19T09:21:00.003-05:00

Last Tuesday, I went to a $10 Ne-Yo concert. I'm really gonna miss being a college student...no more cheap concerts. Musiq SoulChild opened for him and he was really good. Luckily, he only sang his hits so we the audience were able to sing along. Then came Ne-Yo! I was never really a big fan of the dude, I saw him open for Alicia Keys last year and all I could thing was "dude has a lot of wadrobe changes." I wasn't so keen on seeing him again but my sister wanted to go and it was only $10.

To tell the truth, days before the concert, I started to get really excited. I had listened to his latest album and was really looking forward to singing along (Nothing ruins a concert for me faster than going there and chopping mouth instead of singing). Let me just say that Ne-Yo did not disappoint. He's not the greatest of singers but he's a great entertainer. He knows how to keep the audience entertained. He gave roses to ladies in the audience as per Val's day steez. He worked the crowd really well and I felt really proud that I could sing along to most of the songs he sang. My fave for now being "mad". He also sang a medley of songs he had written, that was pretty cool. All in all, it was a great concert. He changed his outfit only ONCE and guys had a great time.

As for Val's day...let's just leave it there.

Gen gen gen gen....

2009-02-10T10:34:00.002-05:00

He's just not that into you

2009-02-07T18:14:00.011-05:00

**Don't read this if you haven't seen the movie and plan to do so**

I was in the library yesterday after class when my friend asked me to see "He's just not that into you". *gasp*Library on a Friday afternoon!? I know! School has officially taken over my life :-( Even though the showing was at 4, the theatre was PACKED! There were all sorts of people in the room: from large groups of females to gay couples to ladies who dragged their "guys" there hoping he will get the drift and get more serious with them. The movie wasn't half bad; it had quite a few touching and funny moments. However, I have some problems with it.

Here's my beef: The movie does a good job of pointing out signs of when the guy/girl isn't into you but at the end of the day, they go and give you some type of false hope. I mean, the character Jennifer Aniston played was in a relationship for SEVEN years with a guy who claimed no interest in marriage. Home girl tried to play cool with it until her baby sister started planning her wedding. She gives her guy an ultimatum: marry me or I step. Dude no want marriage so she stepped. All well and good abi? No o, after some time she realizes that all she wants is him so she takes him back saying she'll be alright with no marriage deal as long as he's committed to her. After he's back in, dude finally realizes he wants to marry her. Everyone lives happily ever after. Are the script writers sending the message that if your bobo isn't warming up to the marriage thing, dump him, take him back after a bit and then all of a sudden he'll be ready to marry you? NA LIE!!! Have they met Naija men?

I have more bones to pick with this movie but I gorra save them, I have a paper to write.

Long time

2009-02-06T12:07:00.002-05:00

Wowwww blogspot! I can't believe I neglected you for so long. My sincerest apologies. Too much was going on. So this 2009 I pledge to keep this blog updated on the regular. So Help me God!

Olúwa ní Olùsọ àgùntàn mí (the Lord is my shepherd)

2007-07-11T15:54:00.000-04:00

It’s only God that has helped me keep my sanity these past weeks because if not for God, I might be sitting on the floor of Aroo mental. Some people who I thought were my friends have hurt me so much I’m not sure I can ever totally recover and be really friends with them. I am the kind of person that cherishes the people she loves. I may go MIA ever so often but when you need help, I can cut off my right arm to make sure you get it. So it hurts me so much when someone so close to me takes blatant advantage of that. There’s nothing I hate more than feeling used and taken for granted. My popsie kuku warned me about overstretching myself and always putting the needs of others in front of mine. Now I see what he’s talking about. I thought it was the way to go, after all JOY means Jesus first, yourself last and others in between. But no more of that o! No more. Chai, I’m burnt sha! I am not giving details because I refuse to slander others.

In other news, I just found out that Tsitsi Dangarembga, the author of one of my fave novels Nervous Conditions, has published a sequel. I almost skipped out of the library after checking out The Book of Not. I know, I know I’m weird but Nervous Conditions rocked my world. It was required reading for my African Humanities class and it opened my eyes. Since then, I’ve been turned on to African female writers like Echemeta, Mariam Ba, Ama ata Aidoo, Adichie, Ken Bugul, Sefi Attah and more. I love to read from female authors, especially African ones. There are not nearly enough of them and there are so many stories that need to be heard.

I finally registered for the GRE yesterday. That $140 I paid was no joke. I could have spent it on a new purse or shoes so therefore I must take it once and no more than that. I’ve begun studying seriously sha. I haven’t taken math in years and It seems like it’s easier for me to solve a calculus problem than to do simple arithmetic without a calculator. And the verbal words nko…I used to think I could blow grammar but apparently I’m out of practice. Not to worry, come September 22^nd, I will be ready! L’àgbàra Jésù (by God’s grace)

Oklahoma, boarding house woes et al.

2007-07-02T19:19:00.000-04:00

I've been in Oklahoma the past week. There was a break between the first and second summer so I figured I'd take it off and visit my sister and the rest of my mumsie's family who live there. I swear that place is full of Nigerians. My baby sister is done with her JSCE so the parentals have shipped her over to yankee. Poor baby, my parents travel a lot these days so she's the only one at home most times. She's now in boarding house which she absolutely abhors! I mean, who would love being in boarding house, especially in Queen's College? As much as I love QC, I do not look back fondly on my boarding house days, especially those in junior school. She has been regaling us with tales about her bathing with orange water from the borehole (which she added 2 capfuls of disinfectant to); Her boarding house mistress Mrs Obi hating and punishing her for no reason; the horrible foos they serve in dining hall which she refuses to eat (no wonder she's so skinny now). I swear it feels like Deja vu. I have no idea why my parents are hell bent on that school, my middle sister is the only one that miraculously avoided going there.

She of course brought me my naija provisions...indomie,chinchin, maggi, sardines, my sure roll on, True Love, nollywood movies and stuff. They confiscated the yam she was bringing me at the airport. I am so mad man! I had plans for it....we don't have an African store in the ville and the yams they sell at the African stores in the nearest cities look quite dead. :-(

Anyhow, my week in Oklahoma was good...it was great to see my lil sisters. Visited with my numerous family members down there. I ate like a pig, it was like they kept stuffing food in my face...I'm sure I've gained like 10 pounds. I need to get back on Kanye's workout plan. Back in the ville now and summer B classes started today. It's the beginning of July so I have to get back on this my GRE study plan, I need to take it ASAP.

Oh my!

2007-06-18T14:14:00.000-04:00

Somewhere in the back of my mind I still knew I had a blog but for some reason it totally skipped my mind. I can't believe it's been almost a year since my last blog post...there was a time when I would make multiple entries in one day. In my defense, I have been keeping a physical journal and even an audio one. Audio journal? Yes, one day I realized I could use the voice recorder on my mp3 for much more than just recording my lectures.
So what's been going on in my life? A lot! I was reading through my last post where I was complaining about not been allowed to live on campus. Well, the parentals caved in and yours truly is living off campus in a beayuuuutiful apartment and loving it. However, it's a case of be careful what you wish for because living alone is pretty lonely sometimes. I can't complain too much though, most times I enjoy my solitude.
School is school, changed my major and career direction. I realized medicine wasn't the path I wanted to follow so I switched to something more appropriate for me. A field I have a passion for and where I know I would be feeling fulfilled and still be able to make a living...Physical Therapy. I got a lot of heat for this from my family members, not mumsie and popsie as much as awon uncles and aunties. In the past year, I've tried t convinced them that I'm not throwing my life away and that PT is actually a lucrative career. I plan to get a doctorate in it and someday open my own practice in Nigeria. So many people just go to waste for lack of PT back home. Imagine this, my granny had knee replacement surgery about a month ago (it went well thank God) and she's been undergoing PT since then to help her adjust to the new knee. So many people in naij have surgeries requiring PT afterwards but they are just sent home. Some children are born with abnormal gaits, weak limbs or an inability to grasp and we just assume they are one of those things that happen. So many of these things can be corrected with PT. Anyhow sha, e go be...I've just decided to stop protesting when my uncle says I would just be a glorified massage therapist.

Of paranoid parents and pinyatas

2006-07-11T09:47:00.000-04:00

So I called Wachovia, spoke to this cool guy and got my money refunded. The funniest thing is that even though I wanted to shout and yell, I decided to be Kool Kalm and Kollected and got my way. I must say I'm quite pleased with the way I handled myself, it goes to show that you don't need to make a lot of noise to get your way.

My uncle came back with no suya. I'm not too mad at that cos my daddy will be bringing me some on thursday. As usual, he came with naija movies and magazines (ovation, city people and all) that my aunt loves. We saw a couple of pics of my mom and dad in one of those magazines. I still find it weird seeing their pictures in magazines and stuff. Of course my aunt called to make fun of her cos my mom hates appearing in them.

The pool party was nice o. There was enuff food and drink for everyone. We even got a pinyata at the last minute. I ended up breaking it (being the big strong women that I am) and all the candy came pouring on my head...I wish I had a pic of that. You should have seen the way these kids rushed the candy. It was fun sha.

I got my rent statement for the Fall and as usual, UF has increased their fees. This junk goes up every year. It costs more to live on campus and I still have to share a bathroom with 4 other people. Every year I beg my parents to let me move off campus and every year they refuse. Funny enough, last night we saw a forensic documentary on the Gainesville Ripper on INHD and my uncle was like "you are never moving off campus till you graduate, I don't care if it's been years, there are still crazy in that your college town...none of the girls who were killed lived on campus". Lol, parents can be so paranoid.

Check out Mona's forum on breaking points in relationships.

Happy Friday

2006-07-07T10:50:00.000-04:00

I'm no longer livid. I haven't resolved my bank issues but rest assured I'll be making an appearance there after work today. My uncle-Dad is coming back from Naija 2day! You know what that means? SUYA!!!!!!!! I can already taste it going down with some extra cold garrium sulphate (GaSO4). Plus my daddy is coming next week...Ah, Good times all around.

So tommorow, my cousin is having a pool party at the house to celebrate her birthday. She recently turned 18 and so she has invited about 20 of her friends. Guess who's in charge? Me Me ME! I was actually planning on making myself scarce tommorow [who wants to hang around with some 17/18 yr olds still in high school or who just graduated? Mind you, I'm only 18yrs and 11 months but I'm a junior in college and therefore so much more matured ;-)] but my aunt-mom has to work tommorow and my uncle-dad will still be jet lagged so that leaves me to do the job. It should be fun sha, barbeque, swimming and all. I mustn't forget to use sunscreen....can't aford to be getting burnt.

The only issue I have with this party is the music. You see, my dearest cousin is really a Japanese Spirited girl born in America to Nigerian Parents. So therefore, there will be a lot of Japanese Pop and Anime themed music. Can't we have some Lagbaja (ok, maybe that's a lil too extreme) or at least some booty shaking music? Anyhow sha, it's not my party. I have to remember to stop at publix to buy fruits for the fruit salad I'm making tommorow. Have a great fun filled weekend.

P.S: The song of the day is 2face Idibia's For Instance(Accapella Version) I heard about it from Bella Naija's Blog. I'm not a fan of the version with instrumentals but the accapella version is very heartfelt. Check it out.

Arrrrghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

2006-07-07T00:43:00.000-04:00

I'm so mad at Wachovia Bank right now I can hardly contain myself. I can't believe these idiot s pulled a stunt like this. qwueib2218u21yjgdihjnkfegjondlefypw;aopuo;qhpuj;h

Ok Ok BREATHE!!! I'm going to do like JJ and let Jesus take the wheel...

My main bank is wachovia. Since it's the one my school patronizes, they have a branch and ATMS all over campus making my life a little easier. I have a savings and checking account with them. When I opened an account with these people, they told me I had free overdraft protection, meaning if I overdrew from my checkings, they'll pull the money from the savings at no charge. So a couple of days ago I made 2 big purchases that drained a lot of kudi from my checking account. By my calculations, there should have still been enough money in there to keep me from taking out of my saving account. Only to find out that the pedicure people from friday afternoon, hadn't taken their money and neither had a couple of other expenses I made that day been registered. So when I checked my account balance on monday, it wasn't reflective of the real monetary value. Finally, all these people took their money and my checking started going into red, and instead of the people at wachovia to take money from my savings (like they said they would do for free), they just sat there and let the money withdraw. So apparently I had made abt 7 transactions at Walmart over the course of last week, none of which cost more that 10 bucks each (Super-Walmart is across from my job, I can't resist the urge to go in and buy something) and these IDIOTS at Wachovia have the gall to charge me a whopping $210 as unavailable funds fee. Can you imagine my horror when I checked my balance just now and saw it was negative, while there is still money sitting in my savings account!

I am so LIVID! Ok, I know it's my fault for not balancing my checking account and monitoring my account activities but they were the ones who said they will take money from my savings at no extra charge if my checkings was overdrawn. I mean wtf!? These people should not play with me. There is no way in this world I'm coughing up $210 for Wachovia. Banks are so evil, I'm sure when I go and halla for the lady at the bank tommorow, she'll come up with one cock and bull story but I no go gree! This is money we are talking about, money I WORKED FOR for once in my life. Read my lips, WACHOVIA SUCKS and I'm definitely changing banks asap.

Busted Plans...

2006-07-05T10:34:00.000-04:00

Thank you for the warm welcome guys :-)

So this was independence weekend for we Yankee folks and absolutely none of my plans came to fruition. First of all, the ladies and I were supposed to go to Atlanta for the Naija Reunion but things didn't work out so that plan was busted (there's always next year). Than my friend Ble-ble, who has an apartment on the beach about 2 hours south of Otown invited me over for the weekend. Come to find out my ride was mescaforming(acting up), so no beach hotties for me this weekend. This is what happens when you don't have a driver's license and have to depend on others for your mobility! I was pretty disappointed cos I spending my 4 day weekend at home. Ordinary movie I didn't even see sef.

This summer has been very one kind, but the blame rests squarely on my shoulders. When my uncle and aunty (aka Dad n Mom Yankee) invited me to come home for the summer, I was so anxious to get away from Gainesville (where my school is) that I accepted. I forgot what it felt like to come back home for Three Whole Months Sha, it's been a good time for me to get rejuvenated, get my priorities re-straightened out and all that. I'm taking summer classes, working and shadowing a doctor so I kinda have my hands full. I'm grateful for the break from the hustle and bustle of school.

My daddy is coming from naija next week. It should be nice to see him again this year. As usual, he'll be coming with my naija movies and music, my tastee fried chicken and mumsi's peppered snails. Oohhhh, I can't wait! When he comes we are planning to go to Boca for the weekend. Let's hope that plan doesn't get busted as well.

My song of the day is No more by Genevieve Nanaji the Naija Nollywood actress. When I first heard about her singing, my first thought was:
"Why do these actors always think they can sing, just because they can act? Who gave her record deal sef?"
When I heard the song I wasn't disappointed. That lady can't hold a note, but the beat was pretty catchy and it has grown on me. It's not too bad sha but she can definitely do better. What are you listening to?

Olowo What!?

2006-07-03T12:33:00.000-04:00

I'm sure some people are like what kind of name is that. Olowosokedile is part of my oriki , a praise poem extolling the heritage, virtues and accomplishments of a family. I'm led to believe every Yoruba (:See Nigerian ethnic group:) family has one. Anyhow, Olówósòkèdilẹ literally means The wealthy person that turns the sky to the ground. Does that make sense? It means I'm rich like that (lol, I wish)

Anyways, this is my first blog here (I used to be on xanga not too long ago). This blog won't really have a format, it will just contain my random brain farts (which I tend to have quite often). I've seen a lot of very interesting blogs on this site and I can't wait to read them.

2006-07-03T12:04:00.000-04:00

Testing, Testing...1, 2, 3...Testing...
Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah, I don't have anything to say right now, but that will change in a couple of hours.