Just a thought

If you take the time to really think about it…

Recently I got to thinking how sad it is when you love someone and they don’t love you back. There are times when it’s almost like a physical ache in your chest, it really hurts. Then this thought came to me, "How must God feel when he loves us so much more than we could possibly imagine and we keep throwing his love back in his face?" We betray him, let him down and yet he continues to love us.

Is there any comparism at all?

I just think when we love and don’t have the love returned no matter who you are, it really hurts.

Just a thought...

Xoxo.

Liberating

It's amazing how wonderful music is, It's incredibly liberating!

Bring me to life

So much for my match maker skills, my friend said she didn’t want to meet her crush because reality ruins it all. I agree with her, as a crush he can be whatever you want him to be, he can actually be perfect, so I decided to let her enjoy her fantasy.

I’ve been so busy planning Genes ApART, an art exhibition for Nkechi and Nduka Abii and I got totally consumed by it. It’s finally done now but I feel bad I didn’t get around to putting up the details here so you could come take a look, but then I’ll put up pictures from time to time and I hope you get a feel of what it was like. The Speed Art was unique and fantastic and people were completely blown away by it. i felt so proud of the artists, they put up an amazing show.

Remember Marcus? He came back into my life and lied about breaking up with his girlfriend. I kept asking myself, “To what end, what did he think I’d do? Jump into bed with him?” It’s so ridiculous I couldn’t even be upset, I found the situation amusing and ridiculous and him even more so and whatever respect I had for him has been completely lost. I’ve totally erased him, that sort of person isn’t worth the time it would take to give him any thought at all, much more emotions. He’s a grade A douche bag and I hope the silly little punk finds Jesus because he needs all the help he can get.

Anyways to more interesting gist, I had a really young boy try to chat me up, he couldn’t have been more than 23, it was cute and actually quite refreshing. Cougar villa may be the way for me o, he was very charming and seemed to hang onto my every word, we talked about music, personalities amongst other things and I found his point of view on life interesting. It was nice to have an idea of what boys his age think of certain matters. Anyways, I promptly dismissed him as soon as the conversation was over, I don’t need someone’s parents calling family meeting on my behalf biko, not to talk of police for robbing the proverbial cradle.

Oh well, it’s back to work for me, so much has happened in the past couple of weeks, it’s hard to keep track but the constant things have been God’s love for me and my love for music and my appreciation for the amazing friends and family I’ve been blessed with. Have an amazing week and I hope I don’t stay way for as long as I did the last time. XOXO

Matchmaker Queen!

I need a Tiara because I’m about to get the award for match maker of the year!!!!! I’m so excited and I haven’t even started my matchmaking yet but I got a feeling!!!!!!

So, the thing is, my best friend has a crush! I haven’t heard her go on about any guy in so long since some guy with an animal name, “Pookie” or something from some series called The Game, I’m not so sure anymore, then there was Malcolm from Single Ladies, but as you may have noticed these people cannot be referred to as human beings in this situation because they are so far away and what are the odds… Hence my unadulterated joy because she has come down to earth and has set her sights on someone we at least know is for real! And yes, I think he has the original hammer head of horror but I will not let a mere head stand in the way of true love regardless of how huge the head is…

Of course, she’s going to spend her spare time daydreaming about the two of them in Paris or on some cruise or something silly but being the best friend that I am, I shall take matters into my hands and make it my project to get him for her. He won’t know what hit him! I can’t even sit still typing this, my mind is flying everywhere trying to find a way where there seems to be no way!

He’s kind of popular, he does this well-known TV series and I also happen to have a few friends who are friends with him. I’ll start from there, hopefully I’ll get a number and we’ll see how it goes. I’m not even thinking of whether he’s seeing someone or anything, if I can just get him to call her, she’ll flip and that would be worth everything!

Alright, now for a bit of plotting, planning and scheming (in a good way o) yay!!!blockquote>PS: I always liked Low Key by Banky W but now for some reason I’m loving it and I have it on replay. It’s the rap that gets me, I’m like wat! I didn’t even realise it was Banky that did it and now I’m hooked!

Wish me luck, Xoxo!

Letting go, the hardest thing.

Letting go is the hardest thing to do, and I think it hits you the hardest when after all the time spent trying to let go, someone does the unthinkable and mentions the name of the person who you should be letting go of and it feels like your heart just slammed out of place and into your ribcage and you aren’t quite sure what’s stunning you, the fact that your heart moved or the fact that it moved when the person’s name was mentioned.

After all this time, after all the self-talk about you being able to do better by far and the talk from your friends telling you what a punk your punk was, your silly little heart still didn’t get the memo. After your eyes almost wept blood, after your fingers went through the pain of deleting all those messages and pictures, after your feet pounded pavement in a bid to erase him, your thighs still hurt from all the jogging! After you stopped your poor ears from listening to songs you love because it reminds you of this person, after your brain made a fantastic case for why you should be apart and how you can do better, your silly little heart still did not get the memo! Isn’t the entire body supposed to work as a unit?! Isn’t every part of you supposed to support every other part of you?! How can your heart not get this memo?! How can my heart not get this memo?!

How is this even possible! What makes it even worse is when said individual has moved on totally, doesn’t even mention your name like they never knew you existed, that is just the killer! Whoever said letting go was hard lied, it’s the hardest thing to do. Especially when you want to but it seems like the world is conspiring against you. All of a sudden the person’s name becomes the most popular, everyone has the same name, everywhere you turn every girl is called Julia, everywhere you turn every boy is called John! Even the carpenter now wants to go by his other name John! Seriously?!!!

I honestly cannot say the surest and fastest way to letting go but I’ve realised in my experience that if you don’t go through the natural process of anger, pain and grieving you won’t move on. Don’t repress the feelings, just feel what you feel and then slowly but surely you will start to heal but while you’re at it you must not forget the most important thing of all: make new memories! Start living again, go out, learn to dance, sing out loud, laugh, be open to new experiences, try new stuff, if you can afford it make time and take a trip, live! Try to do all these and pretty soon you’ll begin to feel like yourself again.

I guarantee you that we cannot remain the walking wounded forever. So, here’s to surviving that train wreck and coming out on top and still remaining open to finding what everyone is really looking for; True love….Xoxo. I was listening to A Thousand Years- Christina Perri when I wrote this and for some reason it made me weepy (I am not the weepy sort, nothing wrong with the weepy sort though) Don’t know why i put that down... Live! Xoxo!

Oyibo o!

Ok so I’m on a roll today, I can’t seem to stop writing. What is with some, dare I say most of us and phonetics bikonu? I have come to the conclusion that if someone is speaking with an accent to us, I think we instinctively feel the need to match the persons tone regardless of whether we can speak it or not!! I mean, why else will someone who can’t string two proper tenses along to save his life try to speak phonetics when he’s having a conversation with someone who’s speaking with an accent?! Instinct I tell ya! Don’t get it twisted o, I find that I’m not above such blatant oyiboism because the other day, a Doctor from a clinic I visited called me and he was speaking with this very nice Britico accent and I found myself going all British and when I realised what I was doing, I rolled my eyes at myself! In my mind I said to myself, ”C’mon! Seriously?! ” But by then I was too far gone to stop so I brazenly went at it, kilode?! Why do they think we can be oppressed by oyibo?! Lol, it’s so silly but it occurred to me so I figured I’d write about it. Xoxo!

Oh yea now my internet isn’t working so I’ll just have to save this and upload it tomorrow. Smh for Swift network, una try o.

R.E.S.P.E.C.T

Am I the only one who gets seriously freaked out and upset when someone uses their laptop without permission? I mean it’s not like I’m hiding anything but it’s my baby! I’m the only one who has a right to touch d’Artagnan! Lol, I know this may come across as being dramatic but it’s how I feel. Just because I didn’t carry him home with me the night before doesn’t mean I want to get to work the next day and find someone’s been touching and using him without my permission!

And yes, I named my laptop d’Artagnan aka Memphis, I love d’Artagnan in Three Musketeers and I love Memphis Raines in Gone in Sixty Seconds, who says I can’t get the best of both worlds?!

Anyways, we all have a right to what we like and don’t like and I do not appreciate people who take or use my stuff without permission, it’s that simple, just ask me! So of course I have told the culprit how I feel and changed my password to make sure that doesn’t happen again otherwise, heads will roll!!

I’m all done with my tirade now.

This may seem like being dramatic to some but at the end of the day we all have our little traits and this is mine. After all, I don’t complain about guys who won’t let anyone else drive their cars….. In other words, let’s all try to respect each other. Have an awesomefull day Xoxo!