Friday, 13 March 2009

Okadas and Helmets

As everyone who reads my blog knows,I loathe okadas.I might have been
one of the only persons alive that was glad when it was made necessary
that the Idiots(okada riders)and their kinsmen(Okada riders as well).I
make no apologies for dissing them..
Anyways,today on my way back from Grailland which is at iju hills,we
decided to go through Agege and we were commending the works our
Governor,Babatunde Fashola,when we heard people screaming.It turned
out that one of the Piaggio aka Keke marwa riders that was right
behind us,decided to vie out of the lane.The idiot(because they are
older brothers of okadas),had decided that being held up by the
traffic light for a minute or so was too much to ask.The driver vied
out without looking behind him and knocked down an okada.The Okada in
turn knocked down a man who was standing on the road.

It just brought back awful memories of my accident.The most notable
thing about this silly incident is the fact that both the rider and
the passenger had not strapped on their helmets.

Now,imagine this scenario,the bike falls,rider's hard hat(because
somewhere in the idiot's mind,a helmet and a hard hat are doing the
same thing) falls off,then rider,previously unhurt then hits his head
on the hard hat with a hard force consistent with gravity and the
damages his skull which leads to brain damage.
Summary:Brain damage.

Sometimes,I wonder if it is waste of money training Nigerians.My only
hope is the fact that it worked in Cross River(not Cross Rivers as it
is often mistakenly called) under the Duke dispensation.

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"Hope" is the thing with feathers-that perches in the soul and sings
the tune without words- and never stops- at all.
Emily Dickinson.

Saturday, 7 March 2009

Aargh!!!!

Aaargh!!I'm aging!!
Okay,don't panic..it's the natural course of events..
AAARGH!!
I turned twenty-nine on the twentieth of february this year and
although I feel the same,I know I don't look the same.
I noticed slight WRINKLES AROUND MY EYES!!Aaargh!!Okay okay,maybe they
are laugh lines,come to think of it,it makes my EYES look kinda pretty
when I smile.
I'm going to start going for facials,exercising and start making an
extra effort o.
I've basically lived in t-shirts and jeans for the last 18 months,it
is time for a drastic change.
YES I CAN!!

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"Hope" is the thing with feathers-that perches in the soul and sings
the tune without words- and never stops- at all.
Emily Dickinson.

Aargh!!!!

Aaargh!!I'm aging!!
Okay,don't panic..it's the natural course of events..
AAARGH!!
I turned twenty-nine on the twentieth of february this year and
although I feel the same,I know I don't look the same.
I noticed slight WRINKLES AROUND MY EYES!!Aaargh!!Okay okay,maybe they
are laugh lines,come to think of it,it makes my EYES look kinda pretty
when I smile.
I'm going to start going for facials,exercising and start making an
extra effort o.
I've basically lived in t-shirts and jeans for the last 18 months,it
is time for a drastic change.
YES I CAN!!

--
Sent from my mobile device

"Hope" is the thing with feathers-that perches in the soul and sings
the tune without words- and never stops- at all.
Emily Dickinson.

Friday, 6 March 2009

Seven Pounds of Mush..

I told a man I loved him,he said nothing.After a few days,he told me
he couldn't,or rather wouldn't reciprocate my love,that we had
limitations.I'd been with him for about nine months.
We stayed together for a while longer,then we parted.
I alwayss assumed my cynicism would always stop me from truly giving
myself,but I had no problems with giving myself with him.My girl
warned me,she told me we couldn't be together,because he had
reservations.

Anyways,all this mushiness is stemming from watching Will Smith's
Seven Pounds. At a point,he kissed someone and it made me think about
really kissing someone,not just as a pre-sex act.The way he hugged
her(na film,yet it seemed so real o),then the way he said he loved
her,just made me long for someone to be with.
I wonder why we feel the need to make things that are so simple,
difficult.I'm a total Will Smith fan,but i need to applaud him..

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"Hope" is the thing with feathers-that perches in the soul and sings
the tune without words- and never stops- at all.
Emily Dickinson.

Saturday, 14 February 2009

Happy Valentine's Day!!

All this fuss is super irritating..
Sadly,for most people,it's just a day to show superficial love.
Thankfully,today,I witnessed real and genuine love.
I was on Harvey road Yaba,on my way to the island today,when the car
in front of me pulled over just across the secondary school.The
occupants,a woman and two men,alighted and opened the booth/trunk of
the car.I saw big bags with styrofoam containing food and lots of
drinks.

I was totally moved,I almost wept.That is love.Love is supposed to be
selfless,and that was selfless of them.

So,to everyone who showed love to someone they do not know,Happy
Valentine's Day.

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"Hope" is the thing with feathers-that perches in the soul and sings
the tune without words- and never stops- at all.
Emily Dickinson.

Wednesday, 11 February 2009

Road robberies

I am MAD..not upset..just MAD!!

My baby brother(if 24 is the age of a baby),left home this morning
with our cousin to Nsukka to get cleared that they owe the University
nothing,convoke,get their call up letters,then proceed to get harassed
by the damn government for a full year,instead,he has just called to
say that buses are being robbed in Edo state.

I hate that I am from a country where the government is
unaccountable.I hate that I am from a country where the voices of the
people are unheard,and even when heard,the protests are swept under
the carpet.I hate that to be a Nigerian is synonymous with
corruption.I hate that because of the laxity of the BASTARDS who
rigged the elections in Nigeria,people can't travel by road without
fearing attacks by robbers.

Right now,I just want my family safe.

May The Lord protect us.

Amen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I forgot to add that he is travelling with his suit,and a bullet
penetrated his suit carrier and has wrecked his suit.

And this is written in real time as per they are in the bush for the
second time(Jack Bauer will be green with envy).

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"Hope" is the thing with feathers-that perches in the soul and sings
the tune without words- and never stops- at all.
Emily Dickinson.