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"I write for the unlearned about things in which I am unlearned myself." - CS Lewis, Reflections on the Psalms

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

101 things to do before you're old and boring....

101 things to do before i'm old and boring....
i got a book titled '101 things to do before you're old and boring' three years ago, i tend to get silly books sometimes for the heck of it. i admit most of the things in this book are absolutely stupid and i'd be crazy to do them...like absolutely. but then if i pass on doing them does that qualify me as old and boring?

things to do no 26 said that i start a blog. i already had two blogs before i got the book, but then i started 'inyamus eldorado ' which has been my most consistent blog.

no 38. says to make a time capsule.that was fun to do. just at the right time, yahoo 360 was organizing a time capsule. i don't remember what pictures or write ups i have locked up there, but thats the fun part, cos in 2020 twelve years from now when the capsule is opened i'll be shocked and i'll laugh at the silliness of it all.

no35. says learn how to ask someone out (and how to dump them) uhhh, sounds interesting , might try that one out. any volunteers?

things to do no 1. says to send a message in a bottle. here comes my sinister laugh. message in a bottle indeed. i was almost going to do that, my little fantasy filed head kept imagining a scene where some old lady picks up my message in a far away country(italy to be precise),then her drop dead gorgeous grandson out of curiousity and a little persuasion from his gandma emails me(with the address i'm instructed to include in the bottle) and then we'll fall in love and live happily ever after. indeed not. my friend laughed so hard when she heard my version of things. then she asked me to think away from fantasy, imagine the bottle floating away in the waves of alpha beach or takwa bay as the current carries it to bar beach(far cry from sailing to italy or some exotic country) and some water spirit or white garment pastor or crack head in barbeach picks it up, my email addy would be of no use as they would personally come sailing to visit me and/or the crack head would hallucinate about me so much he might actually sniff his way to me. i reconsidered doing this task.

no 14 says to see a ghost...they're so crazy, like i'd go out of my way to get haunted. i see a ghost even it its of my dearest daddy and i'd get a shock of a life time, never be myself again.....

no 58 says start a band, maybe with afrobabe and bumight as backup singers? i think not, maybe we could record separately in the shower cos i think thats when i sound the sexiest, and afro claims to be a singer in the shower too...anyone cares to join?

no 80 start your own secret society...need i say more? maybe i should consider it, not the violent ones of schools like vikings and black axes around....but something more...exciting, maybe chasing and dumping boys like no 35 says or probably....i could start one that specializes in bitch slapping girls that love to grab at some other ladies man, or men that love to stray a lil'.

no59 camp out in the back garden....well i tried moving from home once after mom scolded me for stealing(taking?) a bar of chocolate from her room without her permission.i was going to move out to the backyard(that was as far as i was permitted to go without an adult) i got a couple of sticks together to build my own little tent and damn the movies for making it seem easy, my seven year old self almost died of exhaustion trying to haul just one stick into the ground. i packed my lil rucksack back to the room to sleep in my comfty bed, permanently forgeting i was mad at mom

no 78 says to hold a jumbo sale. bad idea as i'd repurchase everything i put up for sale. i'm that sentimental about my pocessions....

basically its a fun book, but some things on the list make me think twice, and attach life's lessons to it. it comes off as more than just goofy stuff.
i'll do as much '101 things to do post' as i can for lack of better things to blog about, cos right now my life is one roller coaster anything but my story is worth blogging about.

and moving on to bright and sunny things... the rainbow.
i saw the rainbow last week thursday, it was the highlight of my existence last week. after a near frustrating week, i was in the car headed home, as nina simone played in the background,then i saw it, way up yet so close to me. it teased me endlessly, it cheered me up, reminded me of the awesomeness of God and his infinite mercies, of what hes promised to me, of all that is beautiful and all that is wonderful. it was the rainbow.

its been years since i observed one, or got excited over one. and that childhood that loved all things beautiful came to play as i exclaimed gleefully and excitedly looked on and cheered, there was this beautiful aura in the car, nina simone sounded like some angelic chant and in my head, i had the 'halleluyah hyme' playing like a scene in a movie where the actor strolls out from a fight scene victorious doing the 'cool' walk in slow motion. it made me remember this poem by William Wordsworth
My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;So be it when I shall grow old
Or let me die!The Child is father of the Man;
And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety...

lifes beautiful afterall. i was grateful for having that moment to give me a soft landing,and i called those who mattered to share.

Thursday, July 10, 2008

fantasy queens confused!

haven't blogged in a while. No, fq hasn't gone extinct nor has the blogville exit bug bitten her, i've just been so overwhelmed lately, going through lots of ish, personal, business and all, re-evaluation and a bit of rehabilitation. inbetween i have been ill, i have been happy, i have been emotional and actually cried(damn)but i'm still around.

read somewhere that we are our own betrayals, playing judas to our christ. how right they are. the harmony of me as a whole is so wretched i can barely trust me, my hearts such a betrayer, playing judas to the christ of my head. but like judas, is my heart willing to repent? take the rope and hang itself? no. you see the heart wants to live on, to keep going....why wouldn't it just stop before it gets too late? crap.
what happens when your head and your heart pulls you in different directions? do you stand still in the middle and die or go where your heart pulls you to damning it all? even though you know your heads so so right. i guess thats why we're humans. we know the truth but we want to create our own truth and ignore the real thing. sad.

my 'almost boyfriend', the guy i liked, but knew we couldn't date got married some weeks back and i forgot completely, how nice, was having so much fun at the beach on the day of his hookup i forgot to remember until two days later when a friend mentioned it to me.:-) yayyyyy! he calls me on the average twice a week these days for a less than 2min conversation. well more of an interview cos i behave like a cheerful intern been interviewed 'hi, fine, good, alright, really, bye'(i know, its not his fault. but how do you react to a guy whos proposed to you before and still calls after marriage)

so much for an update. hope to get back on board the ship of blogging.

23 cheers!

i hit 23 er 20 on sunday, i feel really old, not so old that i'd be in a home(lol' obviously) but old enough to look at cute little babies and sigh and think...'that should be mine 10 years ago. okay i'm not that crazy eh.

6th july it was, i cant remember sliding into the world or the first pain that made me yelp from the doctors first spank on my backside(his only chance of getting kinky with me. lol sweet old man he was) but i can still feel the love and blessings thats been giving to me by my family from birth till now. it dont matter that i always have fights with my sister T, or H, E and mom tend to be overly protective. its all love behind the little hitches.
no i didnt grow a tooth at one month(couldnt afford to be deprived of the breastfeeding so i chilled like a normal kid) nor did i talk at three months(cos i wanted to hear all the juicy secrets) nor walk at four months. i sure wasnt a wonder baby(well i was but i curbed it cos i needed humility for a bit) but i definately had the brain to choose this wwonderful family as my earthly abode.

they say what is humility but inverted pride? so true so true, so i'm not going to choke on pride buried inside me anymore(yes i was really a wonder baby, screw humility), i'm going to boast my heart out.
i've been a lot of things before twenty three. i'm been fat, i've been model thin and inbetween i've been smashing(define smashing the way you want).
i've been wanna be razz, i've been posh, and i've been good plain ol' jane doe.
i've been flat broke, i've hit my millionaire naira mark over and over again in the real sense:). and by real sense i mean with no family connection, no hand outs from them, but just simple subtle hustling...lol'(yes i have been a silent predactor)
and same time i've learnt that while its tempting to live the life and spend like a superstar, i've got to do investments that'll pay me off in years to come. thus i've gotten myself rooted in some good choices(i hope) of private companies.
i might not be where i had hoped to be by now, but i've achieved more than i expected.
nope, no relationship yet, lots of dates that gets tiring...but its fun
i've been many a things by 23, but i've never stopped being me in the long run.
i've been insecure, i've been independent, i've been sweet, i've been a devil, i've loved, i've hated....most importantly i have lived. i'm gateful to God for those tender mercies i seem to miss and take for granted.

23 is good, sorry i get the numbers mixed up 20 is good i hope to achieve more and grow stronger in every aspect.be a better person too. grow with the positive, get rid of my favorite sentence 'i dont know' because i really do know,its just that i cant be bothered with talking too much. and as much as i hate the process of travel, i intend to travel a bit this year.been holed up in here forever. if i dont get my leave from work, then i'll take it as a sign to sod work and be freeeeee!

had problems organising something for me birthday cos i have such a diverse group of 'friends', and i knew putting them all under one roof would be some sort of .... so i had lunch organised at churrasco with those in my age group. i needed to feel loved, and then i rushed home to prepare for dinner with my sister and my older friends who i feel more comfortable with. then there was a midnight snack, ice cream and fudge cake with myself. the best of all the celebrations.
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