Friday, 23 November 2012



Hey people. I hope my American folks had a wonderful thanksgiving. Please forgive me for not replying comments. I'll get to that asap. So while i was drooling all over Emeli Sande yesterday (i just fell in lust with her songs) someone sent me this:
"Dunno how true this is, but better to broadcast as to be more careful and cautious :
Did you hear the News? Just saw it ΐϞ one of τ̲̅ђe online media network too!!! We as Christians should stop using the word "Lol" as it originated from the Devil worshippers Α̲̅πϑ they become happy seeing τ̲̅ђe world using it because when they pray they say "Lucifer our Lord" in short "Lol" so they think we are saying the same thing as them as τ̲̅ђey gave it τ̲̅ȍ τ̲̅ђe world, so a piece of advice, don't use Lol ever again Please. it's for your own safety. You may ßε̲̣ worshiping τ̲̅ђe devil unknowingly. John8:32 says "Α̲̅πϑ ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free" D̶̲̥̅̊̣̣̥̇ŋ't hide τ̲̅ђe truth from others,Ɣøû know ђã†̥ τ̲̅ȍ do"

My response: Abegi! Small time now another person will say 'smh' is 'satan my husband' Long hiss

1) I hate those fancy characters, especially those that you have to crack your brain to decipher.  It annoys the sh*t out of me (pardon my French) Do us both a favour, don't use it and everything will be fine with the world.
2) While i understand the need to be careful and cautious, 'lol' though? Really? Seriously? Smh

I have finally given up on being a girly girl/lady/woman. I stumbled on the above make-up tutorial that lasted for all of 15 minutes yesterday and i could not believe my eyes! What the actual F3%$? Primer? Brow powder? Make-up setter? What are these things? because it's beginning to sound like i need tutorials on how to be a girl O_O. I seriously salute those who do these on a daily because the end result looks pretty good and almost effortless but darn, i just can't! I do not have the energy. The very talented lady used 24 stuff altogether (yea, i counted) The pimples i have are usually one at a time around that time of the month. The occasional hot red or fuchsia pink lip stick, lip gloss, eye shadow and a couple more stuff are all i've got. 15 minutes of this? Naa, i give up. Does anyone need a vjay? cos i'll give mine right up right now. Someone please get  me a phallus something else asap! The video actually reminded me of Sugabelly's performing femininity post

Back to Emeli Sande, I'm totally sold on My Kind Of Love track. The video reminds me of My Sister's Keeper movie because it had the same effect the movie had on me:) I guess it's because of the hospital setting and wig-wearing. Check out the video below and the lyrics here. Shout-out to a certain sweetie. This video is for you. You know yourself :*

Oh, was anyone expecting a follow-up to the last post? Well, fingers crossed *wink*

Thursday, 8 November 2012


Thanks for all your lovely comments on my almost-poem. It felt good that my ramble made sense (humble geh like me)

So it's my 50th post (yay me) and i'm sharing a story. Don't ask questions you hear?

There is this cute medical doctor i like who is really into me. He suggested I drop by after work and he was going to make me a meal and i agreed. I was really hungry on that day but I didn’t want to go to his house hungry because I already told him I was finicky with food. He promised to 'wow' me but being the first time at his place, I didn’t want to disgrace myself by eating too much (as a sure geh lol).

So I went to this Alhaja's buka inside UCH to get something in me. Unfortunately, my goat-meat somehow landed on the front of my very crispy white shirt. Conspicuous much? It was beyond bad. Going back home to change was not an option so i started calling all the friends i had around so I could borrow a shirt for my date but no one was available. I was very embarrassed so i called cute-guy and gave an excuse so we could postpone our date and he said no problem. There are some things you do that you know are bad and God just wants to punish you for.

As I stepped out of the buka, I saw him. I wanted the floor to swallow me. Did i say i was embarrassed before? I apparently didn't know the feeling. Seeing him was the real deal. Anyway, I confessed (more like my shirt told the story), he thought I was adorable and... *wink*

Again, don't ask if this truly happened to me you hear? You hear? Ok, good.