What happened to the walks in the park, along the beach, the picnics, going to the movies; the things which strengthen the bond of love and friendship.
The hard copy pic of a loved one used to be the pride of the other. These days all you need is a camera phone with Bluetooth, or better still MMS so you don’t even get to see the person at all. Its technology and trust me its good; You probably don’t even have to go on real dates. Hey! One could just hook up online and go on a cyberdate. OK, that’s a word that’s been around for a while but its gradually taking on a new dimension/definition. By this, all you need do is both have internet connection and an optional webcam to judge expression and stuff like that and then off you go to a pre-arranged site, look around, play a game or two, buy her/him stuff online. Very soon we’ll probably be eating lunch and dinner online…OK, just kidding.
Again, its all technology, but would take over our real lives soon. With a GPRS enabled phone, you can stay online 24hours a day and without real efforts, relationships are fostered and sometimes crash completely in a short time due to a false start; the hood of lies and deceit the internet offers. One can assume any identity online and to a large extent get away with it. This all gets me thinking; in a couple more years what would the human be?
Reminds me of a movie that Sylvester Stallone starred in where at the time everything had gone cyber. Cyber touch, cyber kiss, cyber hug, cyber sex! There could be no physical contact for fear of contamination. It’s already started. You could wink at someone online these days, flirt, hug, kiss, poke etc.
Now what’s our world turning to? If you ask me, I’d say one big simulation. We’re gradually becoming robots and walking computers; all we need is the right command. The right IM, SMS can elicit a response that hitherto could only have been imagined. Someone once told me that there are three things with are utterly different from one another; an edited SMS, a phone call to say what it is, and actually saying it in person; and I would like to add a fourth; the sincerity when saying it in person. (Although there isn’t a scale to judge this).
I know all this may sound old school and like a writing from the 80’s but I think I’m an advocate to proper communication in fostering any relationship and not the quick fix, our world offers today.
Uhmmm…think about it.
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Excerpts Untitled - 1
Okay so I said I was going to put up excerpts of my book "untitled". I'll be putting up more from time to time, healthy criticisms would be highly appreciated as I'm just discovering I could put things to paper. Unhealthy criticisms however should be shoved under the rug ;).
I've never done anything like this so I don't know if it has a procedure; an introduction, maybe a few preceeding words to usher it in so I'll just dump it like so. Here goes...
“Would it be okay to call you sometime, do you think that would be stepping out of the blind?” I asked. There was a long pause and then she replied “no problem”. It didn’t fully answer the question. It wasn’t a yes of no. I guess I’ll have to take that for a yes, I thought to myself.
Well, It all began one evening. I walked into the cybercafé, I’d just finished one of my hectic assessments, a disguised name for some really tough exams that we had to write at close intervals almost every month and some even closer. The cybercafé was packed full, it was almost always like this, being the school café, that was expected and more so now that the final year students were preparing their projects. I managed to find an empty system and logged in, if only one of my pals would be online…maybe Gilbert, we’d been chat pals for a while now, he was a Nigerian residing in the far East, a lively fellow who could keep up a chat, we also had some things in common, he however wasn’t online today; liljay (another of my chat pals residing in the U.S.) was on though, but she was always busy and would drop a line or two once in a while. That wasn’t what I needed now, today was a relatively free day and my free days were quite few and far between these days so I wasn’t going to spend my time doing per minute chatting.
I spotted two girls to my left, they seemed to be researching stuff but once in a while a ypager window would come up; someone was obviously chatting. One of them was standing by the other one whom I guessed was doing the chatting; she was fair complexioned wore a light coloured dress, didn’t take in much detail because I didn’t want to be caught staring, the other was on the dark side, hair done in a ponytail with a dark top and a pair of jeans, he feet were clad in a pair of slippers. Didn’t know who was chatting and didn’t actually care, I was just bored and needed to chat with someone, I managed to get an ID and sent an IM pronto and a reply came in shortly and thus started the whole process. We were supposed to play a game; series of questions, one of which was to describe oneself in just three words, physical attributes excluded; we chatted for a while, I refused to divulge info, wanted it to be a blind chat not clouded with physicality. The cybercafé usually closed by 6pm, I had a short while to go so I decided to end on a high; added her and asked her to do same; she was still trying to get some info but I couldn’t just risk discovery…well not yet. She added me, I took that as a good sign and logged out.
Days passed and I would occasionally stumble upon an offline which I replied. This continued for a while until I got hooked onto mobile (she was already on) so it just made communication a lot easier, we could now chat when I was in class, driving home from school, in the hospital, in the loo, everywhere! She made a really good chat mate too, we talked about a lot of things; how our days went, she was a Libran too; she loved creativity just like I did, we both drew, though she said she didn’t draw too well, she aspired to own her own clothing line someday (she loved fashion designing), I loved art and was on my way to owning my own art gallery. Our views on religion were also similar, we both didn’t feel spiritually lifted in our current places of worship…she was a Catholic and I attended a Sabbath church I was born into, I was comfortable with the whole Sabbath worship but there were some doctrinal issues I wasn’t comfortable with. We spoke about our struggles to stay close to God and still not disappoint man,…our parents. So you see, we had a lot in common.
One day out of the blues, during one of our chat sessions she pops out a question; “I’ve been longing to ask you this,…am I someday going to read about myself in your blog or in one of your books?” to which I replied that she was one hell of a smart girl. I’d told her that a couple of times before and not just as a compliment, she had this intuitive personality same as I did, but hey! I wasn’t surprised we were both Librans...(to be continued)
So,...this is the begining of what would possibly someday come to be known as "Diary of so and so",...maybe "confessions of a something-something"...lol. LIke I said earlier healthy contributions would be welcome.
Got up to 10more of these in the series, so keep looking...the story gets more interesting. ;)
I've never done anything like this so I don't know if it has a procedure; an introduction, maybe a few preceeding words to usher it in so I'll just dump it like so. Here goes...
“Would it be okay to call you sometime, do you think that would be stepping out of the blind?” I asked. There was a long pause and then she replied “no problem”. It didn’t fully answer the question. It wasn’t a yes of no. I guess I’ll have to take that for a yes, I thought to myself.
Well, It all began one evening. I walked into the cybercafé, I’d just finished one of my hectic assessments, a disguised name for some really tough exams that we had to write at close intervals almost every month and some even closer. The cybercafé was packed full, it was almost always like this, being the school café, that was expected and more so now that the final year students were preparing their projects. I managed to find an empty system and logged in, if only one of my pals would be online…maybe Gilbert, we’d been chat pals for a while now, he was a Nigerian residing in the far East, a lively fellow who could keep up a chat, we also had some things in common, he however wasn’t online today; liljay (another of my chat pals residing in the U.S.) was on though, but she was always busy and would drop a line or two once in a while. That wasn’t what I needed now, today was a relatively free day and my free days were quite few and far between these days so I wasn’t going to spend my time doing per minute chatting.
I spotted two girls to my left, they seemed to be researching stuff but once in a while a ypager window would come up; someone was obviously chatting. One of them was standing by the other one whom I guessed was doing the chatting; she was fair complexioned wore a light coloured dress, didn’t take in much detail because I didn’t want to be caught staring, the other was on the dark side, hair done in a ponytail with a dark top and a pair of jeans, he feet were clad in a pair of slippers. Didn’t know who was chatting and didn’t actually care, I was just bored and needed to chat with someone, I managed to get an ID and sent an IM pronto and a reply came in shortly and thus started the whole process. We were supposed to play a game; series of questions, one of which was to describe oneself in just three words, physical attributes excluded; we chatted for a while, I refused to divulge info, wanted it to be a blind chat not clouded with physicality. The cybercafé usually closed by 6pm, I had a short while to go so I decided to end on a high; added her and asked her to do same; she was still trying to get some info but I couldn’t just risk discovery…well not yet. She added me, I took that as a good sign and logged out.
Days passed and I would occasionally stumble upon an offline which I replied. This continued for a while until I got hooked onto mobile (she was already on) so it just made communication a lot easier, we could now chat when I was in class, driving home from school, in the hospital, in the loo, everywhere! She made a really good chat mate too, we talked about a lot of things; how our days went, she was a Libran too; she loved creativity just like I did, we both drew, though she said she didn’t draw too well, she aspired to own her own clothing line someday (she loved fashion designing), I loved art and was on my way to owning my own art gallery. Our views on religion were also similar, we both didn’t feel spiritually lifted in our current places of worship…she was a Catholic and I attended a Sabbath church I was born into, I was comfortable with the whole Sabbath worship but there were some doctrinal issues I wasn’t comfortable with. We spoke about our struggles to stay close to God and still not disappoint man,…our parents. So you see, we had a lot in common.
One day out of the blues, during one of our chat sessions she pops out a question; “I’ve been longing to ask you this,…am I someday going to read about myself in your blog or in one of your books?” to which I replied that she was one hell of a smart girl. I’d told her that a couple of times before and not just as a compliment, she had this intuitive personality same as I did, but hey! I wasn’t surprised we were both Librans...(to be continued)
So,...this is the begining of what would possibly someday come to be known as "Diary of so and so",...maybe "confessions of a something-something"...lol. LIke I said earlier healthy contributions would be welcome.
Got up to 10more of these in the series, so keep looking...the story gets more interesting. ;)
Monday, November 10, 2008
Good Times
My life used to be much more fun. Me Ke! That used to hang out with my boys – “the chappies” after school scoping the girls as they passed along the corridor. Caught a pretty flasher once…wouldn’t say she did it intentionally but in trying to adjust her tank top, she completely pulled it off her bare boobs and the babe yellow die!, so imagine. Picture one unique murafucker laughing his head off in the full glare of everyone. Me I just maintain, gentle dude like me. Those were the days.
I remember skipping out of school on several occasions during my first year to go see my chic who hadn’t gotten in by then, almost got caught one day by her uncle who came home unexpectedly to pick up something he had forgotten. Fast guy (Me) sneaked up the stairs on cue and landed in an unknown bedroom, later known (my chic’s). We no do anything O! na children play we dey play…lol. Remember my results being so bad that semester, it could almost pass for a “DE-certificate” with the number of D’s and E’s I amassed.
Got my first murafucking kiss during these fun times, same chic, different location…computer school at same uncle’s computer firm (story for another day).
Even the school environment was heated up in those days. Kpa! Kpa! Gun shot, everybody don scatter Eke & Viki boys lighting the place up with an early “go home” alarm. Na so one girl jump from 3 story building break leg; saw her recently, we just laughed about it (wasn’t the least bit funny then though).
So you see, activity was at every corner not until I entered murafucking, overhyped, but good old Medicine. “Just like one of those monopoly false moves and bam!; Go to Jail!, Move directly to jail, do not pass GO do not collect E200” equivalent of “Go directly through Medicine, do not look at the chics, do not sneak out of school, don’t hang with the guys, don’t even have time for yourself, what the fuck are you doing online”. Get the pic now? Anyways got me a short time to roll outta the programme in style. Well God dey.
I remember skipping out of school on several occasions during my first year to go see my chic who hadn’t gotten in by then, almost got caught one day by her uncle who came home unexpectedly to pick up something he had forgotten. Fast guy (Me) sneaked up the stairs on cue and landed in an unknown bedroom, later known (my chic’s). We no do anything O! na children play we dey play…lol. Remember my results being so bad that semester, it could almost pass for a “DE-certificate” with the number of D’s and E’s I amassed.
Got my first murafucking kiss during these fun times, same chic, different location…computer school at same uncle’s computer firm (story for another day).
Even the school environment was heated up in those days. Kpa! Kpa! Gun shot, everybody don scatter Eke & Viki boys lighting the place up with an early “go home” alarm. Na so one girl jump from 3 story building break leg; saw her recently, we just laughed about it (wasn’t the least bit funny then though).
So you see, activity was at every corner not until I entered murafucking, overhyped, but good old Medicine. “Just like one of those monopoly false moves and bam!; Go to Jail!, Move directly to jail, do not pass GO do not collect E200” equivalent of “Go directly through Medicine, do not look at the chics, do not sneak out of school, don’t hang with the guys, don’t even have time for yourself, what the fuck are you doing online”. Get the pic now? Anyways got me a short time to roll outta the programme in style. Well God dey.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
It's my Birthday (17th October 2008)
So it is. What can I say, looking back,...well I've come quite some way since d sametime last year. Not too impressed in some aspects but for me a time like this is of utmost importance as I get to look back, re-evaluate n make my changes for d 'new year'.
Feel like I'm starting out on a clean slate,its d least I can do 4 myself. Wipe everything clean n start anew.
On a sad note-2day's an Aunt's funeral. Got 2 attend.Its d least I can do 4 her.
Feel like I'm starting out on a clean slate,its d least I can do 4 myself. Wipe everything clean n start anew.
On a sad note-2day's an Aunt's funeral. Got 2 attend.Its d least I can do 4 her.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Untitled
I guess thats the name of the book I'm currently writing (for now,...lol). I haven't picked a name for it yet. I didn't tell you?...well, I'm writing a book. Its intended to be a love story about two people who meet by a twist of fate, they both don't believe in love at first sight, so they keep seeing each other hoping things will work or maybe not. Thats the snag, I don't know how the book will end myself but I'm willing to just keep on writing. Its a story about love, fun, the beauty of life and its accompanying sorrows, I love it and I think you will. It has changed my life completely. :)
I've gotten about 10pages under already, have to filter the things I write as the days pass. I don't want to talk too much about it so I don't hit a writer's block as in my last book.
However I'll try to post excerpts from it when I'm almost done, so just keep looking in (for those that do). Well thats it, got to run now,...later.
I've gotten about 10pages under already, have to filter the things I write as the days pass. I don't want to talk too much about it so I don't hit a writer's block as in my last book.
However I'll try to post excerpts from it when I'm almost done, so just keep looking in (for those that do). Well thats it, got to run now,...later.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Idle musings...
I've learnt to live life,to take it as it comes. Smile when its fun and when its not,...well just hope that d fun times return. That's how to live,right?or else just take it by d horn n hope it doesn't turn around someday and thrust you thro d heart...lol..Good old life.
Someone dear once told me, I'm fond of lookin at d sad side of life. Well,not always, but I think it rather helps me appreciate the good times. I savour the good things of life hoping they last as long as possible. Nothing knocks me off balance.Like I said,I've learnt 2 live life
Someone dear once told me, I'm fond of lookin at d sad side of life. Well,not always, but I think it rather helps me appreciate the good times. I savour the good things of life hoping they last as long as possible. Nothing knocks me off balance.Like I said,I've learnt 2 live life
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Hard Knock Love-2(conclusion)
...I'm drained,I collapse in a heap...I can feel fluid trickling down my chest...warm,life-giving fluid...it could only be coming from one source...but I'm past caring now...my eyes get heavy,I'm sinking deeper,I keep thinking...what a life,...?what a life,...?what a life?
Hard Knock Love-2
...it flickers again,I rise. This time I think its for real,muster enough strenght and advance towards it...it flickers once more...my hopes are raised...I'm almost there,I've struggled to get up here,cut up in several places,I bleed...too many thorns brushed out of my path...it begins to recede,I scramble forward...it flickers yet again,and gently wanes...No!,..No!..No! I keep saying as I'm plunged into pitch darkness,I can't take it anymore...
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Hard knock love
So how do you explain the feeling you get when you love someone so much, but your heart aches at the thought of it cos you can’t be with the person for some unknown reason. Now How’d you get urself in this.
Simple, you just go to bed thinking about someone and as the days pass you realize that this person captures Ur whole thoughts, you r whole being, you can’t think of much else and even when you do, Ur mind keeps getting drawn back like an elastic band; only this one just doesn’t get weaker as the days pass.
Then I think to myself why, why’re U doing this to Urself, she doesn’t even know, snap out of this man!; its probably an infatuation. Days pass, weeks, months !!, but I’m still here. Then I step up to the plate and take the bat in hand, ready to hit a home run but no, it falls just short of the pitch, I’m not the one she desires; alas my hopes are dashed, I can’t seem to make out why. so I go back into my shell, an empty cold one, and curl up licking my wounds.
An occasional light flickers, maybe she does like me after all, so I prod further following the light, It gets brighter, the source is in sight, I can feel the warmth, the soft glow in the dark, I reach out to the source but again its an illusion; still too far away. it doesn’t recede this time but the cold returns, the hard shell encases me. Ah! what I would give to have the light, to bask in its full glow… (too emotional to continue)
...to be continued
Simple, you just go to bed thinking about someone and as the days pass you realize that this person captures Ur whole thoughts, you r whole being, you can’t think of much else and even when you do, Ur mind keeps getting drawn back like an elastic band; only this one just doesn’t get weaker as the days pass.
Then I think to myself why, why’re U doing this to Urself, she doesn’t even know, snap out of this man!; its probably an infatuation. Days pass, weeks, months !!, but I’m still here. Then I step up to the plate and take the bat in hand, ready to hit a home run but no, it falls just short of the pitch, I’m not the one she desires; alas my hopes are dashed, I can’t seem to make out why. so I go back into my shell, an empty cold one, and curl up licking my wounds.
An occasional light flickers, maybe she does like me after all, so I prod further following the light, It gets brighter, the source is in sight, I can feel the warmth, the soft glow in the dark, I reach out to the source but again its an illusion; still too far away. it doesn’t recede this time but the cold returns, the hard shell encases me. Ah! what I would give to have the light, to bask in its full glow… (too emotional to continue)
...to be continued
Friday, January 25, 2008
HOMECOMING!!! (I hope)
sorry all my fans (he! he!!, like I hava any) I've not been able to update for I don't know how long now. Anyways thats due to ISP wahala. well I'm hoping to hook up another connection very soon and I believe I'll keep everyone posted.
was going through Ubongda's blog the other day and read about how he was going to quit and all that. I've thought about same myself but I'm just not one of those people to quit on something or someone for that matter.
speaking of which I'm still thinking of my crush and with the new semester coming soon I intend to pursue that angle vigorously. for all who don;t know about that please see my Crush 1 & 2
well I'll keep ya'll posted. Take care.
was going through Ubongda's blog the other day and read about how he was going to quit and all that. I've thought about same myself but I'm just not one of those people to quit on something or someone for that matter.
speaking of which I'm still thinking of my crush and with the new semester coming soon I intend to pursue that angle vigorously. for all who don;t know about that please see my Crush 1 & 2
well I'll keep ya'll posted. Take care.
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