Monthly Archives: February 2011

I wonder

I wonder why February has always been the best month in the year for me… After that is November… Should be the other way round don’t you think?

I wonder why February is the shortest month yet it always seems like it would never end… Next long month is June. Yet it has just 30 days. Days with an extra day never seem that long.

I often wonder how it would be like if I had a brother…

I wonder why stylists never seem to dress right…

I wonder what Nigerian club I have to start supporting… Enyimba or my dear 3SC…. Omo Ibadan.

I wonder why facebook is now so boring… and Twira (sorry Twitter) seems to be making waves.

I wonder why Nigerians have such big families….

I wonder why some people just can’t be consistent….

I wonder why people can’t be punctual…. And wouldn’t even call or text to tell you they are running late…

I wonder why people always wait till the last minute to do things…. kmt

And I wonder WHY my LAPTOP has decided to start messing up….


Got this from my elder sis and decided to share:

This was the most amazing thing i heard and  read today

We use our powerful God tools for smashing warped philosophies, tearing down barriers erected against the truth of God, fighting every loose thought, emotion and impulse into the structure of life shaped by Christ. Our tools are ready at hand for clearing the ground of every obstruction and building lives of obedience into maturity”

2nd Cor 10: 5-6.

Please read the passage in KJV or even NLT. This is deep. Very deep.

And Happy Birthday to the Special One in my family… Adedolapo.. Love you silly… Not every family has a February 29 child. And hear Fela! is coming to Nigeria. April 20-25th…..

Favour and other random stuff

Hmmmmmm, so February is ending sha…. How time flies….

It has been a lovely month and year in fact so far… and I pray the rest of the year would take a cue from this month especially…. Looool.

First, I started blogging this month…. hmmmm. 2 years after I first thought about it… Then I discovered my sisters also blog…. Can you imagine? Tho they also started this month sha… 1 has to blog for her school stuff…. How your Professor would ask you to blog beats me o… But anyway sha, she is blogging…

Then, God really surprised me this month o…. Favour on every side… Even when I didn’t ask… Ok. Let me give an example. I had to get to school to collect some documents and my certificate (don’t mind me o since I graduated I refused to go pick it). So I set off that morning, picked my sister up @ Ib. Got to school some few minutes to 12. For those who know this school of mine very well.. Work practically ends by 12. They are on break between 12 and 2. If they resume back by 2, thank your stars.

So am wondering what do I do? Anywayz, I get to my HOD’s office to get the documents. That how it all began. I needed letters from my HOD and another lecturer. As I got to the secretary’s office, after explaining what I came for, he gave me my Supervisor’s number. I call him and he goes “I am just finishing a class now, meet me in so so so lab. I have a meeting by 1 and a class by 2 (this was almost 12.30) but come over I would write the letters for you”. Hmmm… I got the letters within 30 minutes… By 1pm, I was done with that. Back at my HOD’s office, the letters were ready but he was MIA so I kept pestering him with calls. Done with that, I show up at the Registry to get my certificate and transcripts. I was almost going to pay for the transcript when a friend saw me and asked what I was filling the form for. I told her and she goes No o… You don’t pay for it. See wahala… I would have paid 5k for a free stuff??? So I go back in and tell them I needed my free copy and the man goes Oh, he didn’t know…. Anywayz, God saved me from wasting money.

Was almost done when I discovered I didn’t have my ID card. I was told to go pay and get a receipt from Bursary. Now if you know how much gist I had heard about the Bursary staff and how they can delay you (like I didn’t experience it while there) and that by 3, they would say they have closed. Hmmmmm. Favour o. I got there and was attended to immediately… I was so surprised when I got my receipt I asked if I could go, if she was done..

Finished everything I came for before 3.30pm. Answered prayers.

Then got back to Lag and discovered my HOD’s letter had the wrong graduation date. What would I do? Still thinking what my next steps would be, 2 days later (go back to see him but when?), when my phone rings. He called me, asking if the letter was okay. I told him there was a mistake and he asked if I could come for another one or there was someone I could send. Immediately sent my younger sis to pick it up for me. I was so shocked cuz I hadn’t even prayed about it. Was still trying to use my human mind and strength to decide. Felt so stupid, maybe if I prayed about it, I wouldn’t have had 2 nights pondering and not sleeping….

It has been a very funny month too… I got locked out of the house one Sunday afternoon for over 5 hours…. *smh*. My elder sister couldn’t log in to her blog… FOR 2 days… She thought it was her password. Apparently she was entering the wrong username… *smh*.

God has really been faithful and I can’t say all here… All I can say is THANK YOU GOD.

Btw, on what day do you celebrate someone born on February 29???

Just pondering.

Of Issue Based Campaigns and Nigeria

More than a week after my last post. Sorry. I’ve been busy doing a lotta things. Am back for good tho.

Is it just me or other people think our politicians are not telling us what they wanna do? And elections are less than 2 months away?

I tweeted about this issue some months back… When GEJ and Atiku were busy fighting themselves on TV, in newspapers and every possible media. All they could tell us on why we should vote for them is why we shouldn’t vote for the other person. Electronic Media was filled with all sorts. From Nollywood and Musicians endorsements of GEJ to Atiku fighting back with newspaper adverts that said things like Elections are not won by singing, I began to wonder if they were both serious. Asides telling us their life history, “I wore no shoes to school”, “I never thought I would be here today”, “I rose through the ranks”, yada yada… none of them came out to say specifically what they plan to do… Power, Education, Corruption, Health.. Nothing.

The fact that you didn’t wear shoes to school, does that mean you would provide shoes for every Nigerian? You rose through the ranks, equates you would ensure every Nigerian rises through the ranks??? Obviously not. Makes me wonder if these people think we are daft or something.

Now, GEJ is PDP’s candidate, Ribadu is for ACN, Buhari, CPC, Shekarau, ANPP and so on. Still no concrete plans on what they are going to do if elected. My grouse is specifically with GEJ as he is the only one who has really started his campaigns, though the others do “meet” leaders from other parts of the country, speak to reporters and all. When a Presidential candidate who is currently in power says to his people- the Niger Delta that “I would not do anything about the issues you are encountering until I am re-elected. Then I would sit with your governors and put plans in place to solve the problems the people of Niger-Delta are encountering”. I felt like hitting my head on the wall (I am not a violent person and def would not hit my head on the wall, FEAR NOT), but REALLY? Like SERIOUSLY?????????????? And you want my vote? And that of my family??? What stops you from putting measures in place to solve the problems we are facing? From sitting with the governors now? Why wait till after your election? What if you don’t get elected?

People seem to forget that they would be judged for their actions…… an in-actions. Even if you don’t get elected, providence would judge you for starting the process. Leave it to your successor to continue or not to… He or she would also be judged. Oh, I get it… May be he was scared his opponents would tap into his ideas to form theirs…. Hmmmm.. Still not an excuse… To think he said that to HIS OWN PEOPLE. Sad.

The others too are not spared. They haven’t come out to say precisely how they hope to solve our problems. Telling me you know unemployment is an issue and I shouldn’t worry, you would solve it doesn’t and wouldn’t work. What are your plans to solve it? Tell me precisely what you would do. Maybe then I would start taking you serious. Education is an issue and so you create 9 more Universities. Have you finished catering for the 27 you already have? You can imagine Sheakarau putting up adverts on his achievements as governor. Says he built low-cost houses, sank bore holes… Pluezzzzeeee. So I should vote for you based on that?

I don’t know o but I think these people think we are either not smart… or they think this election would be like the others… They forget or maybe they don’t know that Nigerian Youths have passed that stage… Even if things don’t become the what they should be… we are starting something and when we are done, they would wonder what hit them…..

Btw, what happened to Presidential debates??? Woulda thought we would have had 1 or 2 by now… *smh* 2 months to election.

Just pondering.

To tell or not to tell


A friend said that to me for the first time in my life in SS2. Yes, there was a second time…. And a 3rd time. In the same SS2. What was with me and that class sef??? *smh*. That word is so Military-ish and scary, I shivered when I* called me that. Conjures up images of dictators or other top Military guys shouting traitor and pointing at hapless subordinates as other people look and guards/soldiers take them out for execution. I* called me that twice. T the first was the next to call me that.

What led to me being called a traitor ba? You see, A* was dating I*. I* is my friend since forever. A*, I met through her. When they started dating, I wasn’t informed o. But at the end, I became a traitor. Sometime 2nd term, SS2, I noticed A* was acting funny and concluded the end was near for that relationship. I am not an oracle or expert on relationships but I tend to know when something isn’t going right or wouldn’t be right in a relationship. L* and I were discussing one day and I made the mistake of mentioning it to her. L* is also quite close to A*. Some how, L* tells A* and A* puts off breaking the relationship…. by 2 weeks. When he finally does, trust I* is so distraught and not talking to anybody.

L*, I*, A* and myself attend the same lesson. I went to stores (that what we called where we bought things from in School then o), and left me bag in class. I met L* and I* on my way back to class to pick up my bag (it was time for lessons to start). A* was right behind…. Carrying my school bag…. Wahala.. I asked him for my bag and he replies “after coming all the way with it, you don’t expect me to give you and then go get MY bag”. So I respected myself and picked up his bag. It was on our way home I* called me a traitor for the first time.

Second time was because I refused to tell. She found out later that I knew (how I knew I don’t know o, as A* didn’t tell me specifically he was going to break up with her) A* was going to opt-out of the relationship. E gba ni e laja (please help me/save me o- I hope that’s the meaning?) Was I meant to tell her? At work one day an issue came up and people figured that since I knew the MD, I should tell.  Made me start to wonder…. especially in cases of a relationship, should a friend talk??? Or as in the case of my office, should I walk up to the MD and tell????

I have heard arguments for both sides. Some say yes, you should be able to tell your friend no matter worth. I agree. The max that would happen is the friend wouldn’t talk to you again. Abi? But when the whole matter comes out, your friend would either wish he/she listened and might even come back to thank you/ask for forgiveness and help or just ignore and move on with life. That way, you know you tried your best even if you lose a friend. Valid point. What are you friends for if you can’t tell each other the truth even when it hurts.

Another school of thought says you shouldn’t o… Like it is an abomination. Kon se gbogbo nkan ti oju ba ri ni enu nso (It isn’t everything the eyes see the mouth says- we could include “ears hear”). Once again I hope am right with the spelling and interpretation. You can’t tell everything to your friend o. Do you want your friendship to end? Especially in the case of relationships, you hear “because of a man now, you don’t want XYZ to talk to you again”?

Or another group, “experience is the best teacher”. Let him/her learn from it o jare….Yes it would hurt but they would never make that mistake again. Hmmmmm…. Is that what friendship is all about. I was once in this school of thought. Let everybody learn from their mistakes. Then I moved to it isn’t everything you see or hear (true o), you tell people. Now there are days I think “should I or should I not tell”? I hear a lot of “it depends on your relationship with the person”. If you are sure he/she can take the truth, go ahead and tell. Else it is in your best interest not to. I tend to wanna agree with this but then I get bothered at times when I see a friend heading the wrong way or someone I could have told something (even if the person wouldn’t listen) end up doing the wrong thing. I then remember the Bible passage that talks aboutyou knowing the right thing to do and you refuse to do it. It is a sin”. I wonder how many of such instances would want to stand against me on judgment day and I consciously try to make an effort to tell. I still get scared sometimes and I don’t tell.. But God helping me, I would tell as much as I can….

Btw, still undecided about talking to my MD. Made up my mind not to… but……

Just pondering.

A little sleep, a little slumber

I love sleep. My mum says I can sleep on water. She says I can sleep all through the day but am very alert at night… *shrugs*. Is that a problem? Got an uncle who she says we have the same sleeping habit and he is the MD of some company now *wink wink*. Maybe I should continue my sleeping… so I can become MD…. Loool.

Anyways, my sleeping habit isn’t the subject. Stumbled on an acquaintance’s BBM status recently. Can’t remember exactly how it was worded but paraphrased is similar to the Bible passage in Proverbs 24:33-34; A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to rest  and poverty will come on you like a bandit and scarcity like an armed man. It was just worded in a tusher way.. Gosh… Not saying the Bible isn’t tush o… Couldn’t help commenting on the status and that got me thinking and remembering when I took the NIM exams… the lectures on Management Principles, Styles, Theories, the Abraham Maslow, Hawthorne, Henri Fayol, Herzberg, the free sociey (Laissez-faire)… Oh boy, see me giving some Management ish….

One thing that struck me and still does is Theory X and Theory Y by Douglas McGregor.

Theory X assumes people have an inherent dislike for work and will avoid it whenever possible. People must be coerced, controlled, directed, or threatened with punishment in order to get them to achieve the organizational objectives. People prefer to be directed, do not want responsibility, and have little or no ambition. People seek security above all else.

Theory Y assumes work is as natural as play and rest. People will exercise self-direction if they are committed to the objectives (they are NOT lazy). Commitment to objectives is a function of the rewards associated with their achievement. People learn to accept and seek responsibility. Creativity, ingenuity, and imagination are widely distributed among the population. People are capable of using these abilities to solve an organizational problem. People have potential.

Ok.. Too much English ba? For a blog… Not going into the nitty gritty o. It is Theory X that has me thinking; People are generally lazy.. Abi? Is that not the long and short of the whole story? People don’t like work so they are lazy. If A=B and B=C, then A=C ba? Maybe not quite in this case. What I am trying to infer is sleep is generally associated with laziness. So for those of us that love like sleep we are lazy??? Arghhhh. Not sure

I don’t know if it is an African problem or it is general but is it only me that thinks Theory X is true about 90% of the time? Especially as regards Africans? I see a lot of young men and women all around me who don’t want to work. They would rather stay back at home and money “miraculously” gets to their hands than to get up in the morning and work. Not saying there are not days when you just want to lay on your bed for 10 hours and sleep; when you finally wake up, you wanna watch TV or movies… That’s a once in a while ish.

No, I am talking about people who don’t want to do anything with their hands and still expect to be “rich”; to have money. Or the ones who say they are working (work here is they stay in car parks, say they are guarding your car and expect you to give them N200 when you are driving out). And don’t try justifying their “work”. Or the ones who just come to work, days on end, doing nothing, waiting for salary at the end of the month and they are not bothered; makes me think if they are okay; you aint adding to yourself and you are fine that way??? I am positive these are the kind of people the Bible refers to when it says a little sleep a little slumber…

Yes, literally sleeping all day not doing anything is part of it oh… Now before you refer to my earlier statement, yes growing up, I did enjoy sleeping during the day especially weekends and do all my assignments at night… I still do… Can feel very sleepy before a vigil but sure wouldn’t sleep. Wait till I get home and am out for the whole day… *grin*. But with classes and now work, my body has learnt to re-adjust. Work during the day and sleep at night. Though I still remain alert very early in the morning, by afternoon my mind blanks out itself. Makes me try to get as much as possible done in the morning.  I can’t imagine you sleeping all day 7 days a week, 365 days a year and expect to make it in life… How na?

Just thinking is it innate in man most especially Africans to be lazy? To like “sleep”? Is McGregor’s Theory X true in most cases or Theory Y? Are we really not intelligent, gullible, resistant to change, have no ambition and self centered (like a version of Theory X puts it)?

Btw, me I like sleep and I like work… Just wondering, do they gel? Sleep and Work? Can someone like both?

Just pondering

Valentine’s Day

I HATE Vals day. Okay, may be Hate is too strong a word but I really don’t like Vals day…

Shoot me…

For me, it is just another day but the hype all around it, you would think it is Christmas or Easter.

My “beefs” for Vals day are legion….

Don’t worry, e ma no ga (don’t be in a hurry),  you would find out soon.

It started almost 12 years ago… yes that long… I was in JSS2… think it started before then sef….. I have had a lot of toasters… am proud of myself… shoot me… and more than half of them figured that if they VALed me… I had no right to say NO to them… you can imagine…. Valing me gave them a bragging right and immediately made them my boyfriend… see wahala.. Quickly and even till now, I advise guys not to Val me… because you would still get NO as an answer and I would gladly receive the gifts…

Same JSS2, some friend of mine (who apparently liked me) calls me after school on Feb 14. School don close o. I was just waiting for mumsie or the driver to show up so I can go home. And that much I told him. If mumsie or the driver shows up, I would leave. While waiting, the driver shows up and I go home. Abi? Years later, we got round to talking; SS3, I didn’t want to carry Secondary School beef into Uni (he stopped talking to me after that) and I asked why he stopped talking and he told me what happened. He had bought all the gifts his money could buy (maybe saved sef or borrowed), asked me to wait, comes back with his friends and the gifts and I had disappeared. In anger they go back to his class and MURDERED the cake… thrashed the gifts and his friends stopped talking to me. To them, I was a wicked person… Wahala…. But I told him I would leave na? Abi? Plus everybody else gave gifts since, na after school he remembered? (I guess the gifts came late, but what stopped him from telling me he was going to get the gifts?? Maybe he wanted to surprise me… Sorry, I spoilt his surprise.

Fast forward to SS2/SS3. These 2 friends of mine were dating. G and T. G doesn’t have money and Vals day is approaching. T is expecting Vals gifts.. G doesn’t tell T he doesn’t have money and he def wouldn’t borrow to satisfy a girl (thank you brother); man after my heart. Val’s day comes and no gift. T is upset. G’s male friends are upset. You can at least have borrowed money from us to Val her they said. I felt like stoning them… Why should a guy borrow to satisfy a chic? Kilode? (Why?). Here I was very happy and sad tho that G wasn’t brave enough to tell T he didn’t have money. Guys if you tell you chic you don’t have money and she is angry, my dear free her. Then G makes the biggest mistake a guy makes. He comes towards d end of the day (twas a Saturday in my SS3 and we had lessons so school was practically full) with Lollipop… yes you read right… Lollipop in the shape of a rose… *hitting my head on the wall*. What???? At that point, I lost hope…. Don’t get me wrong, I am a firm believer in the thoughts behind the gift (take my ex who was out of the country last Vals but went the extra mile to get me gifts and sent them down through a friend; boy I wasn’t expecting nada so I was pretty much very impressed and giddy with excitement) and not just how much the gift costs… and am sure at that moment G felt T was upset and needed to do something to save the day… but lollipop??? Funny his very good friend (another friend of mine D) who was dating another girl friend of mine T (the second) told her upfront he didn’t have money… It was left to T (the second) to decide… funny, she Valed him instead… Now that’s a girl after my heart. This issue would be discussed soon. Is it egosim on the part of guys or they just think all females are materialistic?

Another reason is I hate when something, someone or anything is hyped. Here in Nigeria, I don’t know about other countries (as I have never been out of Nigeria on Vals day), you would think it is Christmas… Left to Nigerians Vals day should be a public holiday (makes matters worse, there is a public holiday tomorrow). I started getting messages about Vals day as far back as January 5th and am thinking, didn’t we just end a round of spending??? As with everything hyped around me, I lose interest immediately. That’s why I have not seen movies like Avatar till now… and why I saw movies such as Sherlock Holmes immediately they came out. Guess Valentine’s day is the only hyped movie I have ever seen (because a friend proposed to his gf then on that day and asked that we all go see the movie together).

Also, why must it be one day out of 365 days, people “decide to show love”? Why can’t you buy flowers, perfumes, take him/her to that restaurant or visit the spa on any other day. Don’t get me wrong, I know people do these and more on other days but for must people, IT IS ON VALS DAY, they remember to “show love”. What happens on the remaining 364 days???

Broadcasts….. curse of having a BB… Like I don’t know what February 14 is??? I have made up my mind to delete the next person that sends me a broadcast on BB… I am that upset.

Finally, TRAFFIC…. Omo mehn, you should be in Lagos on Vals day. The last 3 years have made me detest it even more… Lagos on a normal day is crazy… Rain or sun, on Vals day, roads would be blocked. 2 years ago (thank God I was home), heard it was mahd traffic…. Last year, coming back from church on a Sunday, took me almost 3 hours to get home… something that would take max, 20 minutes from V/I to Lekki… *smh*. Today, am planning to leave work as early as possible to beat traffic…

To the romantics who are so into Vals day, not my plan to ruin your day, so do have fun ehn… and don’t do what I wouldn’t do (if you aint married)

And wanna wish my dear cousin Ifeoluwa (all these Valentine babies) a very HAPPY BIRTHDAY… Love you so much. xoxo

Just pondering

MubaRascal, Egypt and us

I was actually going to blog about something else till news filtered in that Mubarak was “going to step down”. I sat there listening to the old man talk and I couldn’t help but change what I wanted to blog about. I am using the word Rascal again… In this case, it is justified.

30 years in power can sure do damage to one’s brain and thinking. At 82, I would think sitting at home, playing with your grandchildren and great grandchildren (if there are any) and praying for death would be of  importance to any man.

17 days after the protests began in Egypt, it did look like it was going to end. Expectations were high as rumors had it that Hosni Mubarak was finally going to give in to demands and resign. Even the CIA director said so.

Hours after, in a 15 minutes speech, Mubarak hands over some powers to his puppet and Vice President Omar Suleiman. Stunned silence all over Tahrir Square. People who hours ago had been dancing waiting for Mubarak’s announcement suddenly start to chant “Leave! Leave” and some protesters broke away heading to the State Television.

A quick recap of what led to the crisis. December 2010, a young man in Tunisia sets himself ablaze. He was protesting the fact that Tunisian officials shut down his street vending business. His death weeks after set off new protests which eventually led to the ouster of President Zine al-Abidine Ben-Ali. My guy fled the country at the end of it all.

Lack of job opportunities, and corruption were the issues that led to this revolution. And this quickly spread to Egypt and other countries in the Middle East. Egypt takes over the mantle from Tunisia with the youth calling for the President Hosni Mubarak to relinquish power after 30 years. He was planning on going for another term and then hand over power to his son.

While the problem in Egypt is really not the focus here, I would like to say that as little as 8 years in power can do much damage to one’s brain; you become brain dead; nothing new can get into that head any longer. You get to a point where you lose touch with what is happening around you. You can’t think outside the box. When you stay too long in a place, everything becomes a one-way traffic. You can’t think of new ideas and policies and if another does, they are thrown aside. Egoism and dictatorship become the order of the day. It happened in Tunisia, Egypt, Libya and currently happening here at my place of work. With time, people get frustrated and tired. The elastic limit is reached. It then becomes a case of when push comes to shove. People would want to break free even if it costs their lives. That’s the situation we see play out in Egypt as it did in Tunisia.

Coming back home to Nigeria, we see the same issues except the long years of dictatorship all around us. I have always seen Nigerians as passive people. Nobody is ready to risk their lives… not for anything. WE were born to endure. Make all the mouth we can but not take action. Nobody wants problems. As a very religious country, “All is well”, “It is well”, fall out of our mouths with ease. We refuse to ask the right questions and do the right things. Like Fela said, we are “Shuffering and Smiling”. We say to each other “e go better”. But nobody is ready to take action.

As elections drawn near, it is good to see that the average Nigerian youth is gradually reaching his/her breaking point. Like most Egyptians involved in this revolution, we were not alive when things were good. We head stories told by our parents of life in the past. How good it was. And we think, why can’t we go back to those times? Nigerians are getting more and more frustrated and tired. Thanks to President Obama, the slogan “Yes we can” is on the lips of everybody. Check social media and you would see what I am talking about. People genuinely believe we can do something to bring about change. Nigerians are demanding credible elections. Good signs.

My fear is that do we have the courage to take our destiny into our own hands? Can we like the Egyptian youth down tools, march to Aso Rock and demand credible elections? Can we stand up and guard our votes jealously on election day? Can we ensure that in our voting centers, we are not intimidated by those who want to rig? Would we protest until our voices are heard and not just heard but also extract a promise from the government and ensure they fulfill their promise? Or would we turn back after 3 days and complain from the corners of our homes and our offices? Would we ensure that our politicians do right by us? Are we in the first instance planning to vote? Or we have adopted the “my vote wouldn’t count so why bother” posture?

Are we going to “fight” till things change for the better? Do we have the guts, the heart, the liver for such? Are we ready to knock on the door till they hear us and do the right thing? Are we ready to say NO to godfathers; those whose family members are seeking election or re-election?

I fear that we are still not ready for the change we need… though we are coveting that change. We might not get it right this time, but surely, we would get there.

Just pondering.

Btw, what is it with Africa and her dictators?

GEJ and his rascals

This is a day late but I just can’t get over the fact that GEJ referred to some state Governors as RASCALS.

At a recent gathering to flag off his campaign in the South West President Goodluck Jonathan said “The southwest is too important to be left in the hands of rascals. We must take it over from them. The ruling party must take over Lagos. We must also take over Osun and Ekiti states”.

How the President of a country would forget himself at a rally beats me. He seems to forget he is not just a Presidential candidate for a political party but at this moment is also the PRESIDENT of a country; a PHd holder….

I have had cause in times past to be worried about Mr. Jonathan’s utterances take for example his comment about the October 1 bomb blast and the attendant issues with MEND claiming responsibility and GEJ saying it wasn’t MEND. He sure must be giving his PR guys serious issues trying to clean up after him; by the way what is their job if they can’t school him on how to talk in public. I guess in the bid to earn their pay, they allow him talk gibberish so they have work to do. I don’t know much about Public Relations but I would have thought saying the right things to avoid trouble would be part of what PR agents are taught.

Or better still he doesn’t know what the word rascal means; rogue: a deceitful and unreliable scoundrel.

For those who know much about the South West, I guess the word rascal doesn’t apply to the Akalas, Daniels, Agagus, Oyinlolas and Onis of this Nigeria. Maybe the words looters, thugs, murderers would apply to them. People who stole others mandates and ruled for upwards of 3 years, almost 4 years in some states. People who have nothing to show for the years they have been in power/were in power (for those the courts sacked). And I know because I am from Osun State, lived in Oyo State (Ibadan to be precise for over 20 years; till 2008) and schooled in Ogun State for 4 years…. Currently in Lagos State and I KNOW THE DIFFERENCE.

Still wondering and pondering on what must have been going on in his mind when he made the statement. For the leader of a party whose two remaining Governors in the South West are what Yorubas would call Olori Rascals (Head of Rascals) to call others rascals?, I still don’t get it.

Looking at it from another angle, since we all know who the rascals really are… maybe he is telling us not to re-elect the Akalas and the ensure the Daniels don’t make it.

Just pondering

Hello world!

Blogging…. hmmmmm..

Wanted to write a blog for so long… Just couldn’t think of a name or theme for it.

Thankfully a friend helped me out with picking a name and a theme.

This is a blog on issues all around me… political (mostly political as my country is on the threshold of holding a make or break election)…. music…. fashion (I am the last person who should write on fashion but I would try)…. relationships…. GOD…… anything that comes to mind… though I might digress and write about not as important stuff… or non-issues…

This is my OWN opinion on issues…. but feel free to drop by and have your say….

Gonna leave you with a non-issue.. A note I wrote some months back on Facebook..

“They Say”

They say I am incapable of loving….

They say I listen to “sad love songs”… the Another Day (Lemar), Time to Grow (Lemar still), On Bended Knees (Boyz II Men)… or the boring ones… Speechless (MJ), Power of Love (Celine Dion), I Knew I loved you (Savage Garden),  Endless Love (Lionel Richie)…

They say I am not romantic, not spontaneous, too rigid, not impulsive, too logical. They say “You think things through and through”, “You are not flexible”, “You are hard”.

They say I am not materialistic, not easily impressed, too independent, “Chics like money, why are you different”, “What can I do to make you trip?”, “You don’t accept things from people”.

They say I am simple. They say I don’t date. They say I keep guys at arms length (like am a lesbian). They ask “Are you straight?” Imagine!!!

They say I am emotionless. “We can’t decipher when you like someone or not”.

They say I am simple. They say I am weird; “You are strange”, “You are not like others”.

They ask me to define LOVE.

They say I am commitment phobic. They say “The way you are going, you would end up ALONE, you would NEVER marry.. no husband, no children, JUST YOU (emphasis on ALONE, NEVER and JUST YOU).

I ask, is it a sin to be simple? Should I wear my emotions on my face? If I want to spend my own money, should that be a problem to you? If being impulsive or spontaneous makes me make the wrong decisions or makes me compromise, would you advise to?

I am not materialistic, not easily impressed.. May be it is the mere fact that you remember me or call me that trips me as against the things you think money can buy (which might trip others).

I don’t date, I keep guys at arms length, are you straight? (Like seriously). I don’t/didn’t date you, does that mean I don’t date? I keep you at arms length, does that mean I keep guys at arms length?

For those asking me to define love… I don’t know the definition. Can you like try to define it?

I am commitment phobic. May be. May be at times, the “bolts” in my head get loosened and I run. Or maybe I get scared when I get close to a guy and I bolt.

But I think its all my BUSINESS not yours.

Finally brethren, please let me be… IT IS MY LIFE.

Btw, just testing my writing skills, lol.

Hope you like it.

NB: Somethings were taken out of the original note and some added…

Let the issues begin