Friday, February 29, 2008

Hello people, just thought I'd come in here and dabble a little bit. And no, no drama this time. Things have been calm. I really don't know what I'm going to write today, but I'm sure by the time I'm done there'll be a few lines of something for you read and hopefully enjoy. There's this meme thing I've been seeing around blogville and I've decided to join the band wagon. haha. So here it goes.

Random things about me-

1. I hate wet grass or sand.
I don't know why, but right from when I was a child I just couldn't put my feet down on wet grass. It's so disgusting for me, even If I'm wearing shoes.
2. I love my own company.
When I'm alone, I do all kinds of things. Most times I'm some important celebrity or counselor being interviewed and telling people how to achieve great success like me. I guess I'm just practicing for the future huh?

3. I'm a great manipulator.
Although I have repented (or I'm in recovery, hehe). I know how to get my way from anyone. A few well constructed lines to hit my target and my puppy dog look, like I have no idea the kind of impact I'm making. Works every time. But I realized it's not really fair.
4. Used to think I'd end up being a singer (hence No. 2 above)
I have a lovely voice. Not kidding myself or anything, but I do have a great voice. I used to sing solos back in my home church choir and in my school fellowship back then. I still sing though but only in my shower (and for friends who beg me to)! My friends tried to make me go in to audition for the West African idols, but I wouldn't hear of it. 5. I'm a mommy's girl. (And my Dad is always jealous)
Those who know me well probably hear mommy this, mommy that, constantly. I love my mama to bits and have a very good relationship with her. She is a very important figure in my life and my role model. She is an achiever and a great everything. What else can I say?6. I'm a meat lover
Chicken, beef, goat meat, bush meat, turkey, snails, you name it (even fish) and I'll eat it. Please note that this does not include snake, frogs, cat and dogs. I'm talking about edible meat. lol. Some people dey chop dog o! Tufiakwa!!! You can winch me with meat. My mum used to say I'll have to marry a butcher to keep up with my insatiable love for meat. I don't understand people who don't eat meat, how do they do it? *shakes head*7. I used to love traveling by road
Until I was posted to Sokoto for my NYSC. I love to admire the landscape of the various states in Nigeria that I visit, and the best way for me to achieve this was to travel by road right? So, I got my letter to go and serve my country. I almost cried when I saw the state I was going to. But I decided to make an adventure out of it. I left my house (some where in south-south Nigeria) by 7:00am in the morning. I got to Sokoto by 2:30am the following morning. I was beat, hungry and pissed. Of course that was my last journey by road to the place. I redeployed back home after the 3 week camp. I had had enough. Now though, any journey more than 3 hrs by road, count me out!8. I'm an introvert.
Never the life of a party. Some people think I'm proud and pompous and mysterious. I don't try to prove them right or wrong. I let them think what they like, and it infuriates them. If you judge me before getting to me know, that's your cup of tea. I'm never going to try to impress anyone by pretending. What you see is what you get. But I am a very loving, humble and cheerful person, plain as day, if you take the time to get to know me.

9. I sleep in the nude
Except I have to share the room with a guy (which is rare anyway). I also walk around my house in just my panties, except there is a man around. I just love being naked. It's liberating!That's all I could come up with. Haha. It's not easy at all. I hope you were able to have a peak
Have a great lovely weekend.
I'm out

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Random Happenings

Pipo, how y'all doing? It's been a while huh? I'm finally moving to my own place next weekend by the grace of God. Yay!!! I found this really gorgeous one-bedroom flat and I'm ecstatic. It's simply lovely and I give thanks to God. Boo surprised me by buying me a flat-screen TV for my living room. He calls it his house warming gift to me. I was simply blown away (still am, actually. Never thought I'd own one so soon!). My new (soon to be ex) flattie, *Abby has been real gracious. No drama what so ever. She doesn't seem to want me to leave, but I got to do what I got to do. As for the buffoons, Sade and Bayo, they've promised to refund my money come month-end. I don't know how they are coping with each other, and frankly, I don't care.

Anyway, there's this guy who works in the same company that I work in. We met in my early days at the company and I noticed he had an interest in me. He took it upon himself to show me around and tell me one or two things about the people I would be working with. We kinda became friends. He was easy to talk to and he was one of the first friends I made there, so we used to hang out together often, during lunch break. He used to call me almost every hour just to find out how I was coping at the job and I felt he was such a nice guy. I told him early on though that I was off the market (so to speak), just in case he got any ideas that this was more than it was. He came to my office one faithful afternoon and said we should go for lunch that he had something really important to tell me. I wondered what it could be, but I just went with him anyway. We sat down to eat and we were discussing about random things when he suddenly said, 'Chickito, I'm falling for you, and I believe you feel the same.'

At first, I thought I didn't hear him well, so I said, 'sorry?'
He repeated himself and I was speechless for a few seconds. I knew our friendship was ruined forever. I just knew. I decided not to beat around the bush and come out straight. I told him once again, 'I have a fiance, and we are getting married soon. Besides I don't feel that way about you. You are just a good friend,' I concluded.

He smiled and said, 'I have seen the future, and we are meant to be.' What the hell did he mean? I looked at him carefully to be sure he was still sane. I felt sorry for him but didn't show it. I smiled back and said, 'Don't hold your breath, it's not going to happen.' After that incident, he started calling me more regularly, even after working hours. He wanted us to go on a date. I told him I didn't have a problem with that, if I could bring my fiance. He became angry and told me I was being childish. I don suffer! He stopped calling. The first time we met on the corridor after that, he walked by me like I wasn't there. I had a smile on my face, stopped to say hi, and he walked right on by. Fast-forward to this morning, a female colleague of mine came to my office, which was a rare occurrence as we were not really friends. She looked a bit unsure of how to say what she had to say.
'Em, Chickito, I don't know how to say this, but please don't take it the wrong way,' I was truly lost, I couldn't imagine what we had to talk about.
'*Sarah, go ahead. What is the problem?'
'*Toju told me that you guys were once em...very close, and you were in love with him. We are dating now and we are happy. But he told me that it's like you are not happy he's dating me, and you disrespect him when you see him.' *What da hell is this woman talking about? The murraf&%^+r! Oh no he didn't!!*

I was too overwhelmed for words. I sat there and listened to all she had to say. I wanted to walk her out of my office and give her some not so endearing words to tell her boyfriend. But I didn't. I was fuming for a while after she left, I mean, really fuming. But I realized that somehow, it didn't matter. The two of us (Toju and I) know the real truth between us. Blasted nigger! I'm sending thunder into his pants. He'll regret lying about me to his girlfriend. I don't even know how to express myself. *hiss*

As for those of you wondering why I haven't married Boo yet, it's because of our families. it's the Nigerian thing. The whole family wants to attend the wedding and we actually said we'd be ready by the middle of the year, but they've pleaded with us to postpone till the end of the year. Anyone who misses it will miss out as we are not ready to postpone it till next year. And it's not like they want to help us make it grand or anything like that o. I wonder why they want to be there! Just want to make us spend more money. My parents don't mind, if not I would become Mrs... come July. It's all good though.

I guess that's it for now. The other things I would have wanted to blog about are still unfolding, so let me let the tori complete first, then I go yarn.

I'm out.

Thursday, February 21, 2008

'Feast' Your Eyes

Hey folks. I'm at a meeting right now and I'm hungry and bored out of my mind. Some oyinbo people are giving a presentation to the staff of my unit and I was required to attend. We were given meat pie and juice during the lunch break- meat pie and juice!*&!#@- can you imagine? This is the worst meeting I've had to attend. So, here I am sitting with my laptop, looking attentive and 'taking notes' (meaning I'm browsing). At a point I knew I'd fall asleep and to prevent embarrassing myself, I decided to do something constructive. I looked for pictures of food (I love food) and since I haven't eaten all afternoon, this is probably the closest I'll get to food, before I get home.

Here are the pictures. Enjoy!
Beans and Plantain

Jollof Rice

Pounded Yam an Egusi Soup

Goat Meat Peppersoup

Pounded Yam and Ogbonor Soup with assorted meat.

Check out the vegetable soup right there in the middle!

I don't feel sleepy anymore. Now I am really hungry. Let me get back to the meeting jare.
I'm out!

Tuesday, February 19, 2008


I finally moved out of Boo's house on Sunday after just one week. I was really sad to leave, but I had to. A friend of mine called me to find out how I was doing and we got together on Friday Night last week, after work. I told her about everything that had been happening, and she offered to let me stay at her place until I could get my own place, and I agreed. I had earlier decided not to ask any of my friends in Abuja for such favors (none of my close girl friends stay in Abuja), but since she offered, I accepted. I've already seen one or two places that suit me just fine, but alot of people are also eyeing the apartments so it's now down to 'let the best man win'!

I have told Sade and Bayo (My former flatmate and her fiance) that I wouldn't be returning. Sade begged me not to just leave like that. I just told her to discuss with Bayo, so that they could come up with my remaining rent money by the end of the month. I hope I don't have to fight them to collect it.

Boo begged me not to leave and I almost changed my mind. But I just had to make him understand my position and he did although he wasn't too happy about it. My poor baby. I feel so sorry for him. lol. Anyway, my new and temporary roommate is Abby. We met in school and have kept in touch ever since, even if we are not the closest of friends. She comes across as a likable and sweet soul and I think we will get along just fine. The house is a lot smaller than my former flat and is a one-bedroom apartment, so we have to share the room and bathroom. But it's not so bad. I had to stock up on food and other things so that I won't be staying for free.

That's it for now folks. Thanks to everyone for your words of encouragement, advice and funny jokes (y'all know yourselves). It is truly appreciated.

I'm out. Have a wonderful day!

Wednesday, February 13, 2008


Last Friday
Got home from the office at about 7:10pm. Was in a good mood until I entered my flat and saw my flattie, Sade and her fiance, Bayo sitting in the living room. They looked like someone had died. I wished I had invisible powers at that time, so that I could sneak in unnoticed. I greeted them. Bayo mumbled something back, Sade just sat begging me with her eyes. The girl I used to know was no more. Maybe she never existed. I went into my room and as soon as I sat on my bed, I heard a quiet knock. It was Bayo.

'Chickito, please join us in the living room when you are done. It's important,' it was obvious that something was wrong. Anyway, I didn't bother to change my clothes. Went out immediately.

'What's up?' I asked.

'It has come to my knowledge that you've been helping Sade to entertain her other boyfriend.You girls have been making a fool of me. I agreed to allow you stay here because I believed you were decent.' I thought I was going to loose it there and then. See this mumu o. You no fit keep your Madam, you dey blame me. Na me go help you service am? Besides, I'm not just 'staying here', I'm paying rent! But instead, I sat mute and let him say his mind.

'Duke is a guy that Sade f****d before we got together and when we initially started seeing each other. She promised she'd stop seeing him, and I believed her. She is a bitch. But you, Chickito, I thought you'd tell me if she was up to something. I'm so disappointed. I bet you bring in men as well, and I'll have to tell Boo. You two are one of a kind. At least before he marries you, let him know what he is getting himself into. Let him know you are a little prostitute!' I totally lost it then and I'm still asking God to forgive me for saying the things that I did.

'It is your mother that is a prostitute, you bastard son of a nobody. How dare you? Am I your private detective? Are you not both old enough to carry on maturely? If she's seeing another man, how is that my concern? You are obviously not man enough to do her justice, that's why she went for a more virile man to give her what she needed. Shame on you. Pig!'

'Please stop.' Sade managed to mutter, but she was trembling by this time, looking from me to Bayo. She knew there was no easy way out of this one. Bayo was enraged and I could swear he would hit me. But he held himself back. I remember looking so defiant an thinking to myself, 'If them born you well, touch me.'

There was an uneasy quiet at this time. And I decided it was time to take my leave. I went into my room and called Boo. He was at a meeting, but told me to go wait for him at home. I stormed out of the house banging the door behind me. I sat in my car for a while to calm down and when I was OK, I drove out from the parking lot to Boo's house.

I was making dinner for myself when Boo got home and boy was I glad to see him. We talked in the kitchen and he said we could go get my things in the morning. I gave him a great big hug because at the time I thought it was a good idea. But now, I'm thinking, should I have allowed them run me out? After all my rent hadn't expired. We ate dinner and it felt sooo good being with Boo like that. We cuddled on the couch and everything felt so right. That was the first night. We slept in separate bedrooms.

Last Saturday
Went to my house early in the morning to get my things. Boo went with me, in case things got out of hand. The house was empty, so I was able to pack most of my things without drama. We spent the rest of the day together running errands. Went to watch a movie in the evening. By the time we got back, I was truly fagged out. We slept in separate bedrooms on the second night.

We went to church in the morning and spent the rest of the day resting at his crib. I hadn't heard from either Sade or Bayo and couldn't care less. I guess Bayo had changed his mind about telling Boo that I wasn't that innocent. *Shrug*. What ever! I was having a blast and didn't care about the rest of the world. That night however, *clears throat*, I slept with Boo. OK, not as in sex oh, pullleease! I mean on the same bed. We were watching TV on the bed. I was all set to sleep. Wore baggy pyjamas, so I don't temp the poor guy. Nothing prepared me for the way he looked at me though. I was lying with my head at the foot of the bed and he was lying with his head in the opposite direction. Something made me turn toward him for a moment and I caught him starring at me with hungry eyes. We kiss and stuff once in a while, but nothing too heavy. But this time the way he rushed my lips en, like a dying man sucking on a few drops of water in a bid to save his life! I could feel my own body tense up. At that moment, I knew that I wouldn't sleep in my own room. I can't remember the exact sequence of things, but I remember that after a while, he reluctantly pulled himself away from me. I was only too glad, because I knew I might not have been able to stop myself. We continued watching the film and I dozed off. He gently woke me up on Monday morning to get ready for work.

There's a lot of pent up sexual tension in the air at the moment. And I'm wondering if being with him in the same house is a good idea. I know he would never jump me, but body no be fire wood. I am looking for another place. But I'm also thinking of going back to my flat and continuing my search from there. I love his company and all that, but if I'm to keep up with my 'no marriage, no sex' stand then I know this is not a healthy situation. But how do I return to that house? I don't think I can't take any more drama. I am truly fed up.

So my pipo, this is what has been happening. I hope to find a place by next week sha, by the grace of God. If I don't, I just might move back to my flat and manage till my rent expires in May. *cringe*. Got to go now though. I have a deadline at work. Hope to hang out with y'all at your blogs, so gimme a shout out.

I'm out.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008


My weekend was really crappy. Got to work on Monday feeling groggy and reluctant to work. I'm sorry I haven't updated. Will try to do a proper update tomorrow. I've moved out from my place to Boo's house. Not sure if this is not going from frying pan to fire. My former flattie and her fiance have issues to work out and I don't want to be caught in the cross fire. Moving was hectic, and I'm still trying to recover. Got to go now. I pray I have the energy tomorrow, to give a blow by blow account of everything going on at the moment.

Holla y'all. I'm out.

Wednesday, February 6, 2008


Yesterday during my lunch hour, I went to one new joint not so close to my office to eat, so I had to take my car. The food men, was yummy. I was confused about what to eat because there were so many mouth watering choices on display. There was ofada rice with the ofada source, amala and ewedu, pounded yam with egusi and dry fish, okro, efo, peppered snails, bush meat, beans and dodo, gbogbo e. Name it, they had it. I was walking back and forth trying to make up my mind on what to eat, like a little child let loose in a candy shop. I didn't know one guy just dey corner dey scope me. Finally I chose to eat amala and ewedu, with assorted meat (I know y'all are salivating!). I paid for my food and sat down to eat. My lunch hour is precious to me and I do not appreciate any intrusion from the outside world. As soon as I sat down, the stranger walked up to my table with his own tray and asked if the other seat was vacant. He was well dressed and good looking. I told him it was but I was a bit irritated he chose my table, when there were other empty tables around. He sat down and here is how things went down.

Him: Hi, my name is Kelly. Saw you from across the room. Hope you don't mind my asking for your company over lunch?
Me: *Chewing a piece of meat, looking at my food and hoping he'll take the hint*
Him: You are?
Me:*Grumpily* I don't talk to strangers.
Him: *laughing* She's funny as well as beautiful.
Me: If you don't mind, I'm trying to eat my lunch in peace.
Him:Ok, don't want to interrupt your lunch (was relieved that he'd be leaving, but he continued) I'll just sit here then.
Me: Suit yourself.
Him: I work in ABC Co. What university do you attend?
(See me o! university ke? I had removed my jacket and was wearing a shirt and pair of trousers. I had no idea that I was looking like a school chick!! So I decided to play along. I don't know why. I could be naughty like that sometimes.)
Me: Why do you want to know?
Him: I'm curious about you. I'm hoping that we could be friends. *bla bla bla...*
He was trying to impress me. He called the name of some big shots and said that they were his clients. He said all kinds of things and I was really amused. I let him just run his mouth until he was satisfied. I wondered why he was 'posing'. He even called the biggest boy in my company and said they were friends. I almost burst out laughing, but continued to looked awed. That seemed to inspire him some.

Lunch was over and I said it was time for me to leave. I learnt we were going in the same direction. We got outside and he began fumbling for his wallet and saying something about paying for my taxi fare as a big boy! He said he was planning to buy one very expensive car soon and that it cost millions. That was almost my undoing! I told him not to worry, that I drove my car and that I could drop him off at work as we were going in the same direction. He almost entered into the ground. He wanted to refuse the offer, but I convinced him otherwise. Besides, the Abuja sun these days no be small. We got into my car and he saw my ID card. When he saw the company I worked with, he felt really small. If he had known, he would have just been himself, instead of trying to be someone else. After he regained his composure, he asked me when I finished school, to be working in a place like that and whether I could hook him up to get a job there as well. I didn't want to remind him that he said he knew my oga. *hiss*. Pathetic.

I just wonder why some people like posing. It's better to be yourself and let people decide if they like you based on who you really are and not based on a lie. We stand to gain nothing from pretense but embarrassment! Poor Kelly. Hope he learned a valuable lesson, although I seriously doubt it. He seemed like a pro, like he'd been doing it for a long time. I wonder if any chick ever fell for it!

Got to go now. Hope to be back tomorrow.
I'm out.

Monday, February 4, 2008

The Grass Is Always Greener at the Other side

I visited a friend over the weekend, and she really had alot to talk about. She complained bitterly about her relationship with the guy she intends to marry. Let's call her Mary. Mary is scared that she could be making the wrong choice. She loves Mark, her fiance, but feels the problems they have in their relationship are overwhelming. Mary said she wished her relationship could be like mine.
She was like, 'You guys have respect for each other. You never fight, at least not in public. It's obvious that he adores you. He doesn't hassle you for sex, he is willing to wait. He will do anything for you. I wish Mark and I were like you guys. Sometimes, I think I love him more than he loves me.'

This revelation was a shocker to me. She always struck me as someone who had a solid relationship with her man. They have been dating since they were in school, but what she said got me thinking. Is my relationship really perfect? Yes, Boo loves me and all that, he is a real catch too and I feel blessed to have him, but we certainly gat major issues.

I have thought about quitting many times before. I have come to terms with the fact that we will not always see eye to eye about everything. We compliment each other though. I am the 'firebrand' and Boo is more laid back, not taking things too seriously. When we have a fight, he is quick to forgive no matter who the offender is. I like to make trouble, especially if I know I'm right. But our biggest issue is not that we disagree alot. It's his family. His mom just doesn't like me. His sisters too seem not to like me, and he has six of them! He is the only boy and the last child, so he is seriously doted on. How he turned out not to be a spoiled brat is still a mystery to me. Nobody knows that I sometimes seriously consider leaving him because of his Mom. The woman na real terrorist. She is a 'society' woman, very light skinned and pretty. I'm dark skinned so she doesn't think I'm pretty enough for her son. I just tire sometimes. I don't know who she thinks she is. I don't want to have any wahala with his family. Only his dad seems to genuinely like me...Most times I don't give a hoot what they think. Thank God Boo always stands up for me and tells them to butt out, but....I wish things were different. Can't really go into all the details.

Just thinking about the whole thing pisses me off. So when people tell me they want to be like me, I shake my head and tell them if they only knew. I guess that's life. You can't have it all. God puts some stumbling blocks on our way, so we'll always have a reason to come back to him.

Yeah, I know, not a very interesting topic. But this has been on my mind, so, there.

I'm out.