The Daddy Story.

I met Mr Nice Nose a while ago and we clicked. He is a Very hilarious fellow(nothing's up,I like Kabir). Anyways, I had to go to Lagos to make something ASAP, so he came to get me early on Wednesday morning to go have breakfast(we chicks are so cheap that some of us will gel because a guy pays you 5kobo attention).
Anyways, during breakfast, I said to him that if i were his mother, i would have been flogging him on a regular basis because he is still so full of mischief at this age.
He told me that he was punished several times by his folks, but the worst punishment was for when he was banished from civilization to his village for stealing 5grand from his parents(this was in the early 90s). He said he was to supervise the workers who were building his dad's house in the village.
He, of course kept himself busy by toasting the VILLAGE BELLE, who gelled(who nno like city boy?) He convinced her to come to his house on a sunday when they were sure everyone had gone to church. So that sunday morning, he told his grandmum that she was delaying him and left her to go to "church". He had left a window open so that he and his village belle could gain entry into the house.
The most amusing thing about the whole story was that when the girl was climaxing, she started screaming, DADDY, DADDY, A CHOM E ME RELEASE(daddy,daddy, I want to release.
I was so amused because he said that for years he was scared of being with any woman and that was the scariest thing that happened to him.

TIRED

I am so tired.
I am tired of PHCN formerly known as NEPA never providing me with electricity.
I am tired with PDP trying to make Nigeria a one-party state.
I am tired of people coming to give me some bull shit mandate of how they will help Nigeria when all they want to do is better enrich their pockets.
Why else would they rig if they had clean mandates?
I read in a Christian Magazine today, one published by The Apostolic Faith about how people use outward things to try to fool people into believing they are something they are not. We have a lot of those in my beloved country Nigeria.
F*&King HYPOCRICTES.
I wonder how we will change and move this country forward. I am beginning to look into not settling down in a country that is so unstable and yet pretends to be so stable.
My Head of State, Olusegun Obasanjo a.k.a Olisie ego Obulu sonjo, voted and said the elections thus far had been free and fair. At what time of the morning? And with all his armed officials clearing the way for him? Abeg o.
I stood on a frigging queue for how many hours?
In my home state, only one place has been said to have actually voted, yet, results have been announced and a governor to be named.
I AM SO TIRED.
Should I be like my monkeys, see no evil, hear no evil and speak no evil?
Maybe I should join the Niger Delta Youths to kill some of them. Don’t you think?

Electoral Fraud

Yesterday, i stood in the sun and in the rain to vote.
I waited for a whole four hours. From past noon till past four p.m to exercise my civic duty.
it was so annoying, but I refused to budge because I didn't want a situation where I know my conscience will disturb me for the next four years because I let an idiot get sworn in.
I think they wanted to test our patience.So that when those with no patience get tired, they will use their votes. Touts were there shouting party slogans and insulting each other.
I guess mine is all good because I voted.
My girl in the Ajah Axis, stood on the queue only to be told at 5 p.m that she had voted. She threw a fit. They used her vote for electoral fraud.the sad thing about all this is that the moron that is helping to rig, never gets a dime out of the plenty money these people steal. they just get some change and they feel fulfilled. It has to be noted that poverty has messed up this country big time.
I was forced to question the way some people bring up their children when they refused to follow simple instructions.
May The Lord Deliver Nigeria from Nigerians.

ELECTIONS

Today is the Gubernatorial elections in Nigeria.
I am on my way out to vote.
i am voting for Jimi Agbaje.
i am carrying out my civic Duty.
i hope you are dong the same as well.

For Love Or For Tribe?

This is the title of an article I read in TRUE LOVE (the publication with Ashionye as the cover girl).
It is the article before Segun Johnson’s article. The writer wrote about how most Nigerians marry for one’s tribe and not for love and how society raises an eyebrow at people who marry out of their ethnic groups.
I am an Ibo girl and I know how within the Ibo tribe, people go on and on about how people from Nnewi are somehow, and how people from Awka and Igboukwu are fetish.
I have dated only two Ibo men. Kay (who is actually Delta), and Chu who is from Mbaise and see how well those turned out.
I am told on and on about how Delta men cheat and maltreat their men. In Chu’s case, it is a bit sad (apart from him not knowing what/who he wanted till he lost me), my first cousin married an Mbaise man who battered her for almost twenty years till he threw her out and her eyes cleared (how would she have seen sef, her eyes were probably swollen).
I know many people from different tribes and I am amazed at the tribalism prevalent in the young people. For instance, Tiv people won’t marry Jukun for some stupid reason that I can’t remember.
I am tired of all the crap I hear about tribe. Does my being Ibo make me better than a Kanuri girl? Please people should get over their bullshit already.
I plan to be with someone for love and not for tribe. I will sooner learn his language than be in a loveless relationship.

For Love of One's Self

I have found that I love for one’s self is important to make it in even the day to day activities that one has to carry out.
Now, when one loves herself, she takes care of everything concerning herself and her environs.
Love transcends all. When you love someone and the person loves you back genuinely, you have this urge to look your absolute best for him and to let herself radiate in that love.

Now when one hates herself, she stays in abusive relationships under the guise of love. She allows herself to wallow in self pity. To look horrid and still manage to fool herself that that is love.

I love myself. I am not a Narcissist. Narcissism is not bad if it will make sure that you don’t let your self get abused.

I am a
NARCISSIST. I love MYSELF.