One of my new year resolutions this year was to be a better Christian, I started on a good footing, three chapter from the Bible every morning, pray seriously before going to bed, you know generally be good and all that, well by May I stopped reading my Bible regularly and then I’d just utter a few words before dozing off.
Anyway, lately I’ve been thinking…I should get back on the straight and narrow. Makes me feel better and I guess its all we should do right? I mean we didn’t get here by chance, I for one do not believe in evolution. So we were created by someone so we should try to live as such a Being designed Abi?
Well, I’ve been making some changes lately, started a lil though; one verse of the bible a day. I chose proverbs. Chapters are shorter and then they make sense generally in everyday life. Maybe when I’m done I’ll try some other book like, lets see…Corinthians? OK. I wonder why they don’t have books arranged alphabetically? Would have made sense, after reading “P”, move on to “Q”.
Yes! lest I forget, I saw a shooting star some time ago I had just stepped out onto the porch at night, I needed to pick up something at a shop nearby. Then I looked up and just in that split second it passed. I suddenly remembered what I’d been hearing about shooting stars and wishes, so I made two (2) then dashed inside to tell my mum,…yes my mum. Surprised? Well, we’re so close, she sometimes calls me her PA, I’m closer to her than anyone in the family. So like I was saying I told her about it, said she saw one when she was much younger and wished for long life.
Hmm I didn’t think of that when I made my own wishes. Anyway sha, I hope they come true. If they do, I’ll sure let the whole world know.
Saturday, July 14, 2007
Saturday, July 7, 2007
Sorry all, I've not updated since. Why am I even apologising sef. Its not that my blog is too hot sha, but I know some people drop by.
Well, I've been very busy at school lately and I'm still busy. Writing some serious semester exams. You know these past week each time I read so hard, but when I get into the exam hall, I go like "am I really doing this course?...".
It beats me where these lecturers get their questions. Anyway I dey try sha but "B" average ain't good enough, I thought I'd step it up this semester before my exams but my plans ain't going as planned...( Inglish )
I'll be back in two weeks, or three, I don't know for now, MB exams still dey to write, no kiddin...and sometimes I wake up at night and wonder what the f**k am I really doing
OK oh, I have to leave now gotta go reach some Oyinbo book, wetin I go do now...?
Later............
Well, I've been very busy at school lately and I'm still busy. Writing some serious semester exams. You know these past week each time I read so hard, but when I get into the exam hall, I go like "am I really doing this course?...".
It beats me where these lecturers get their questions. Anyway I dey try sha but "B" average ain't good enough, I thought I'd step it up this semester before my exams but my plans ain't going as planned...( Inglish )
I'll be back in two weeks, or three, I don't know for now, MB exams still dey to write, no kiddin...and sometimes I wake up at night and wonder what the f**k am I really doing
OK oh, I have to leave now gotta go reach some Oyinbo book, wetin I go do now...?
Later............
Saturday, June 30, 2007
"Good Day", Abi?
My car had broken down, gear box problem, but I needed to get to the library, I had a lot of reading to do. Being a medical doctor (in the making) entails a lot of reading and more reading. I just had to get to the library somehow, anyhow.
I thought of the 3 means of public transport available. I hated okadas, not enough protection and with the silly crash helmets now, that you had to share with approximately twenty thousand other people patronizing this sector. I wasn’t very keen on catching any hair/scalp infection just yet.
Taxis didn’t ply the library route so my last option was the bus. However this didn’t come without its qualms. The bus stop was close to the market which was quite a distance from my house. Since my cousin was leaving home too to pick a taxi to her friends’, she decided to walk me.
I was ushered to an empty bus and stepped in. This was a new experience for me so I just sat patiently and waited for the bus to fill. The driver was already in, there was a guy sitting beside him up front smoking what looked like a joint (spliff, crack, whareva…) definitely not a cigarette. He looked dirty and unkempt. The driver muttered something in low tones and he moved off and out of the bus. That’s when I got alert. I had a good mind to step off the bus, everything looked suspicious, so as a sharp Nigerian I took out my wallet, removed a large part of the money I was with and pushed it down my socks and into my shoes. I wasn’t taking the change of getting robbed by some market touts. We dey Naija O! and sometimes you need to apply a little wisdom to survive. With this I relaxed a bit. The bus started filling up and soon we moved off.
On the way, the driver took a wrong turn off the major road, I almost protested but then everyone else was sitting calm, I think I must have broken into sweat somewhere. Then I heard some people behind me discussing the state of the road ahead, and how bad it was that the past government didn’t do anything about it. They obviously plied this route often, so I relaxed a little. But this route was so long, winding and bad,…thoroughly bad. I thought the bus was going to come apart as it creaked with every bounce and turn
“Library!” I shouted, taking a cue from one of the passengers that dropped earlier. The guy passed the library a little, I had to shout again. By this time I was getting a little tensed. Obviously he didn’t hear me the first time, as this time he slowed down and came to a halt. I stepped off, paid the fare and heaved a sigh of relief as I walked back to the library. I just had to do something about my car, I was not sure if I could take that another day, but 30grand gear box no be beans now. I shrugged this off my mind as I took a seat in a secluded area of the medical library and proceeded to retrieve my cash. I took my shoes off, then my socks, but an empty socks stared back at me. With the state of my mind at the moment, I immediately thought…JUJU!!! These people have jazzed me and taken my money. But I couldn’t remember falling asleep, or going into a trance or something of the sort. Impossible, it couldn’t be, I shook the sock over and over again, trying to maybe dislodge the money somehow, I looked on the sole of my foot thinking that maybe it stuck there or something, but who sai!!!
My heart rate increased, how was I going to get back home, I had to have lunch later. I stood up, pushed the chair back and then looked down. Staring at me from my empty shoe was a neatly folded pile of naira notes. I shook my head, smiling to myself. It then dawned on my that in the desperation of the moment, I had probably pushed the money straight into my shoe thinking it was in the sock. I noticed one or two eyes looking in my direction as I lowered myself back to my seat, thankful for the separating partitions between the desks.
Na wa oh! I thought to myself, what a was to start my day.
I thought of the 3 means of public transport available. I hated okadas, not enough protection and with the silly crash helmets now, that you had to share with approximately twenty thousand other people patronizing this sector. I wasn’t very keen on catching any hair/scalp infection just yet.
Taxis didn’t ply the library route so my last option was the bus. However this didn’t come without its qualms. The bus stop was close to the market which was quite a distance from my house. Since my cousin was leaving home too to pick a taxi to her friends’, she decided to walk me.
I was ushered to an empty bus and stepped in. This was a new experience for me so I just sat patiently and waited for the bus to fill. The driver was already in, there was a guy sitting beside him up front smoking what looked like a joint (spliff, crack, whareva…) definitely not a cigarette. He looked dirty and unkempt. The driver muttered something in low tones and he moved off and out of the bus. That’s when I got alert. I had a good mind to step off the bus, everything looked suspicious, so as a sharp Nigerian I took out my wallet, removed a large part of the money I was with and pushed it down my socks and into my shoes. I wasn’t taking the change of getting robbed by some market touts. We dey Naija O! and sometimes you need to apply a little wisdom to survive. With this I relaxed a bit. The bus started filling up and soon we moved off.
On the way, the driver took a wrong turn off the major road, I almost protested but then everyone else was sitting calm, I think I must have broken into sweat somewhere. Then I heard some people behind me discussing the state of the road ahead, and how bad it was that the past government didn’t do anything about it. They obviously plied this route often, so I relaxed a little. But this route was so long, winding and bad,…thoroughly bad. I thought the bus was going to come apart as it creaked with every bounce and turn
“Library!” I shouted, taking a cue from one of the passengers that dropped earlier. The guy passed the library a little, I had to shout again. By this time I was getting a little tensed. Obviously he didn’t hear me the first time, as this time he slowed down and came to a halt. I stepped off, paid the fare and heaved a sigh of relief as I walked back to the library. I just had to do something about my car, I was not sure if I could take that another day, but 30grand gear box no be beans now. I shrugged this off my mind as I took a seat in a secluded area of the medical library and proceeded to retrieve my cash. I took my shoes off, then my socks, but an empty socks stared back at me. With the state of my mind at the moment, I immediately thought…JUJU!!! These people have jazzed me and taken my money. But I couldn’t remember falling asleep, or going into a trance or something of the sort. Impossible, it couldn’t be, I shook the sock over and over again, trying to maybe dislodge the money somehow, I looked on the sole of my foot thinking that maybe it stuck there or something, but who sai!!!
My heart rate increased, how was I going to get back home, I had to have lunch later. I stood up, pushed the chair back and then looked down. Staring at me from my empty shoe was a neatly folded pile of naira notes. I shook my head, smiling to myself. It then dawned on my that in the desperation of the moment, I had probably pushed the money straight into my shoe thinking it was in the sock. I noticed one or two eyes looking in my direction as I lowered myself back to my seat, thankful for the separating partitions between the desks.
Na wa oh! I thought to myself, what a was to start my day.
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Hi Everyone
Sorry guys about the multiple post. I've taken care of that now. I had some problems posting that stuff. It just wouldn't show show I published it again and again.
nothing much happened today. but I'm definitely sure something will come up tommorrow. So check in
SHout outs:
Ubongda - Hope you aint slacking man!!?
Professor - Saw Ur blog. Good Good.
Blahnik Diva - Simply wierd
Teediva - Nice imaginations
Beautiful mrs somebody - whats up? its been like ages. U have to be in the Kalahari desert or someplace like that to have no access to the internet.
nothing much happened today. but I'm definitely sure something will come up tommorrow. So check in
SHout outs:
Ubongda - Hope you aint slacking man!!?
Professor - Saw Ur blog. Good Good.
Blahnik Diva - Simply wierd
Teediva - Nice imaginations
Beautiful mrs somebody - whats up? its been like ages. U have to be in the Kalahari desert or someplace like that to have no access to the internet.
Monday, June 25, 2007
All for Love
Its 3:06pm I’m in the medical section of the Library, its f**king cold in here like 15 oC and I’m just sipping my leftover coke. A while ago like 1:44pm I was getting a bit hungry so I decided to get something to eat. I went down to my fav fast food restaurant and ordered a helping of salad n “2 moi moi” and a coke. Halfway through my meal it started raining so I just took my time n relaxed a lil. That’s when this couple walked in. I was sitting close to the counter so I heard their orders. Omo girl asked for a plate of fried rice with chicken, one moi moi, a helping of salad and a medium sized pack of fruit juice. I went like phew! That’s a heavy lunch. I was waiting to hear the guy’s order. Being the guy I expected his was going to be a larger share but surprisingly he didn’t order anything but rather paid for her meal and headed downstairs while the girl took a seat. I presumed he was going to get something from the counter downstairs. A few minutes later he came back with a small plastic plate and settled on the seat across from the girl to eat (guess what?...) Ice Cream!!!.
I almost choked on my food as I tried to suppress a laugh. This guy was going to take just ice cream while his girl feasted on all that, and the worst part, it was raining outside, the weather inside was like 16 oC and my guy was busy consuming ice cream. Anyway, you might say maybe he wasn’t hungry but then I noticed the way he was eyeing the girl’s plate from time to time, as if to say; “men, do I really know what I’m doing.” They left a while later, by this time the rain had subsided. I refused to leave earlier cos I wanted to see how it all ended.
Omo guys, we dey suffer O!. Well its all for love, so no heat.
I almost choked on my food as I tried to suppress a laugh. This guy was going to take just ice cream while his girl feasted on all that, and the worst part, it was raining outside, the weather inside was like 16 oC and my guy was busy consuming ice cream. Anyway, you might say maybe he wasn’t hungry but then I noticed the way he was eyeing the girl’s plate from time to time, as if to say; “men, do I really know what I’m doing.” They left a while later, by this time the rain had subsided. I refused to leave earlier cos I wanted to see how it all ended.
Omo guys, we dey suffer O!. Well its all for love, so no heat.
Thursday, June 21, 2007
Template Change
hi hi, How do Y'all like my new design? I wanted something more lively n recent, the other one was 2 dark Hope YOu like it.
Well drop a comment on what you think, and please come back soon
Well drop a comment on what you think, and please come back soon
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
The Crush - 2
June 18, 2007
Yesterday I was in school and guess who else I saw; my crush (Elma) of course with her best friend (Andrea). We were supposed to have a group discussion as part of preparations towards our coming exams. Needless to say, the atmosphere between I and Elma was quite tense, we didn’t talk much and Andrea wasn’t helping matters either as she kept a smiling face (you know the kind of face that says, I know whats up) and was constantly passing bits of paper to her friend. Anyway I later found out that she saw the text I sent to Elma.
Things got worse after the class as I had no where else to turn/run I had to face my fears now, so I said hi to Elma, trying to sound as natural and casual as possible. Her friend took the cue and excused us, probably expecting us to discuss the issue, so there I was alone with Elma , all I could say was that she was acting kinda strange. She said she wasn’t that I was the one acting rather strange. I then told her that I felt weird at the moment and she said its natural. I quickly changed the topic and asked if she would walk me down to photocopy a reading material I got from a class mate. Anyway, to cut the matter short, I had to go home a while later; a friend of mine asked to come along so I could drop him off. I agreed and also offered to drop Elma too. She wanted to sit at the back but my friend insisted she took the front passenger seat, which she agreed to somewhat reluctantly.
We talked on the way (all of us) till I dropped my friend off, then a dead silence took over. She was quite calm but expectant, like she was expecting me to say something, but I was tongue-tied so I brought up a new topic; shares. Asked if she bought any and told her First Bank shares were on sale. She said she did once; one of the now depressed banks and she was being careful now after losing that. We got to her house a while later, she dropped off and I had this funny feeling in my guts like; Damn! You’ve screwed up again.
Later that night I called Andrea, we talked for a while about other stuff but since she was now in on it, there was really no need hiding anything. I poured my mind out to her, we spoke for a little over 10mins. She was however surprised that I didn’t talk about it with Elma when we met earlier in the day. I then asked if they would be in school the next day, so I could come talk to Elma. She said they would, so I ended the call.
June 19, 2007
I dunno if I slept much last night cos I was rehearsing scripts of what I would say when I saw Elma today. I got to school around 11am after spending like an hour in the fuel station. I saw Elma and Andrea in one of the lecture rooms. They weren’t sitting together though, I think its cos Andrea was anticipating my arrival. Well I went to say hi to her first and told her I was nervous, dumbstruck and didn’t have anything to say. I had totally forgotten all the scripts I was practicing the night before. She said I should just go over and say something, so I did. I walked over and took the seat next to Elma. It was empty, almost like it was reserved for me (don’t blame me for thinking like this, everything felt kind of animated by this time). I didn’t resume the discussion immediately, but rather commented on what she was reading, teased her about the state of her notes and other stuff then went silent. You could cut the silence with a knife; it was like a shootout scene from a cowboy movie, where one’s waiting for the other to make the first move. I broke the silence by saying “so…” she immediately replied with “so…what?” to which I replied “d’u want us to talk about it, or do we just pretend this never happened” when she didn’t say anything I continued, saying I had got nothing to say at the moment and maybe if she wanted to say something, she could. She thought for a while then said she had a few things to say; (1) she admired my courage, cos she knew it must have been hard for me to say it (2) she’d still be my friend no matter what. And… (3) there was someone in her life already, that’s why she wouldn’t be able to honour my request. After sitting still n quiet for about a lifetime, I finally said I understood and I thought we should just remain friends afterall, since turning it into a dating relationship could ruin the whole thing and I wouldn’t want that. After sometime, I told her I was glad I spoke out instead of just bottling my feeling up forever, and I was relieved that I did, then just to make sure I asked if this means I was sort of late, to which she nodded.
I was feeling really low by but managed to say I understood and was glad we could still remain friends. Then she laughed and said I was beginning to act animated, so I quickly changed the subject; we talked about school, our upcoming exams and other school stuff. Just then Andrea walked in with a mischievous look on her face, she had gone out of the class when Elma and I got talking. Fortunately, she came over to where we were seated and this sort of helped to loosen the atmosphere a bit. After a while I announced I was taking my leave, had to go to the library to catch up on some reading myself, then I left.
I’m still feeling pretty low as I write this. So much for telling a girl you’re actually tripping. Well I learnt a lesson though, and I keep repeating it to myself; DON’T BE LATE NEXT TIME!
Yesterday I was in school and guess who else I saw; my crush (Elma) of course with her best friend (Andrea). We were supposed to have a group discussion as part of preparations towards our coming exams. Needless to say, the atmosphere between I and Elma was quite tense, we didn’t talk much and Andrea wasn’t helping matters either as she kept a smiling face (you know the kind of face that says, I know whats up) and was constantly passing bits of paper to her friend. Anyway I later found out that she saw the text I sent to Elma.
Things got worse after the class as I had no where else to turn/run I had to face my fears now, so I said hi to Elma, trying to sound as natural and casual as possible. Her friend took the cue and excused us, probably expecting us to discuss the issue, so there I was alone with Elma , all I could say was that she was acting kinda strange. She said she wasn’t that I was the one acting rather strange. I then told her that I felt weird at the moment and she said its natural. I quickly changed the topic and asked if she would walk me down to photocopy a reading material I got from a class mate. Anyway, to cut the matter short, I had to go home a while later; a friend of mine asked to come along so I could drop him off. I agreed and also offered to drop Elma too. She wanted to sit at the back but my friend insisted she took the front passenger seat, which she agreed to somewhat reluctantly.
We talked on the way (all of us) till I dropped my friend off, then a dead silence took over. She was quite calm but expectant, like she was expecting me to say something, but I was tongue-tied so I brought up a new topic; shares. Asked if she bought any and told her First Bank shares were on sale. She said she did once; one of the now depressed banks and she was being careful now after losing that. We got to her house a while later, she dropped off and I had this funny feeling in my guts like; Damn! You’ve screwed up again.
Later that night I called Andrea, we talked for a while about other stuff but since she was now in on it, there was really no need hiding anything. I poured my mind out to her, we spoke for a little over 10mins. She was however surprised that I didn’t talk about it with Elma when we met earlier in the day. I then asked if they would be in school the next day, so I could come talk to Elma. She said they would, so I ended the call.
June 19, 2007
I dunno if I slept much last night cos I was rehearsing scripts of what I would say when I saw Elma today. I got to school around 11am after spending like an hour in the fuel station. I saw Elma and Andrea in one of the lecture rooms. They weren’t sitting together though, I think its cos Andrea was anticipating my arrival. Well I went to say hi to her first and told her I was nervous, dumbstruck and didn’t have anything to say. I had totally forgotten all the scripts I was practicing the night before. She said I should just go over and say something, so I did. I walked over and took the seat next to Elma. It was empty, almost like it was reserved for me (don’t blame me for thinking like this, everything felt kind of animated by this time). I didn’t resume the discussion immediately, but rather commented on what she was reading, teased her about the state of her notes and other stuff then went silent. You could cut the silence with a knife; it was like a shootout scene from a cowboy movie, where one’s waiting for the other to make the first move. I broke the silence by saying “so…” she immediately replied with “so…what?” to which I replied “d’u want us to talk about it, or do we just pretend this never happened” when she didn’t say anything I continued, saying I had got nothing to say at the moment and maybe if she wanted to say something, she could. She thought for a while then said she had a few things to say; (1) she admired my courage, cos she knew it must have been hard for me to say it (2) she’d still be my friend no matter what. And… (3) there was someone in her life already, that’s why she wouldn’t be able to honour my request. After sitting still n quiet for about a lifetime, I finally said I understood and I thought we should just remain friends afterall, since turning it into a dating relationship could ruin the whole thing and I wouldn’t want that. After sometime, I told her I was glad I spoke out instead of just bottling my feeling up forever, and I was relieved that I did, then just to make sure I asked if this means I was sort of late, to which she nodded.
I was feeling really low by but managed to say I understood and was glad we could still remain friends. Then she laughed and said I was beginning to act animated, so I quickly changed the subject; we talked about school, our upcoming exams and other school stuff. Just then Andrea walked in with a mischievous look on her face, she had gone out of the class when Elma and I got talking. Fortunately, she came over to where we were seated and this sort of helped to loosen the atmosphere a bit. After a while I announced I was taking my leave, had to go to the library to catch up on some reading myself, then I left.
I’m still feeling pretty low as I write this. So much for telling a girl you’re actually tripping. Well I learnt a lesson though, and I keep repeating it to myself; DON’T BE LATE NEXT TIME!
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