DEAR BLOG OWNER

Our relationship started off great. You Loved me, and i Loved you. You were never too distant from me and it gave me great pleasure. But now i feel heartbroken, betrayed and worse still abandoned.
You come to me some days and struggle to give me a treat, but in the end you slam your PC shut and get busy with other stuff. Not exactly a delightful experience.
I really do miss our relationship back in the days.... Don't know what i've done to deserve this treatment. Please re-consider and Know that, I STILL LOVE YOU.


Dear Blog,
Thanks for reminding me that you still love me. I once was crazy about you, and Loved you. I still love you though but i must acknowledge the fact that alot has changed in our relationship because i cheated and still cheating on you with FB and TWITTER.
There are so many stuff i wanna share with you, but most times i am so Lazy to actually get around to it.
I will rather not make promises i won't keep, but lets hope that this year be better than Last year.

Your's Truly
Blog Owner

EVER FAITHFUL GOD

I cannot begin to say all he has done....... i will probably spend eternity still counting the blessings of God upon my life and family. Ever Faithful even in my Unfaithfulness.

I turned 26 this year with much more responsibilities than i can ever imagine, but God has been faithful.

I turned 26 the same day my sister had her traditional marriage. It was the awesomest day ever.... My God shut all ill speakers up, as we merried, laughed, danced and had and awesomely fantastic day. OCT 1ST 2012, will not be forgotten in a very long while.

I seem to have had some wrong turns @ 26. Reminds me of 23 & 24 but with a different mindset. 25 came too easy, like a flash.... but i like 26 cuz the lessons of life became more clearer.

LIVE, LOVE, FORGIVE...................

 

More than before, i've come to realize how truly beautiful i am. Not in a vain way, but because ive come to appreciate the WORK OF ART God made me Inside and Out.

 

I need not any man telling me "Wow, you are Beautiful".... NO. I walk with the consciousness that God specially made me beautiful and placed in me a compassionate heart, which is in itself more beautiful than my outward appearance.

 

@ 19+, i always had a daily confession..... i said to myself every chance i got "I AM BEAUTIFUL", but it took 26, to really help me understand that it wasnt about my outward appearance but what i carry on the inside.

 

@ 26, i'm letting myself get schooled on Patience and Tolerance, and so far..... its been a great lesson, especially with a Man who totally and is patiently helping me through this phase. He has been all kinds of AWESOME, even when i push him to the extreme. Taking his last Name...........*smiles*

 

Life had dished its Up's and Downs. i may have struggled, battled emotions, wept, cursed, blamed, taken it anyhow............

 

BUT,

 

@ 26, the year of the Word of God, I UNDERSTOOD.

 

 

 

HAPPY WEEKEND

 



MY FATHER'S WIFE IS GETTING MARRIED

This is not a Love story, but a story about Love.

I remember my inquisitive self, sneaking into the Girls Dorm of my Father's House.

That Room hosted a lot of females of different shapes and sizes, different skin colours (toned and bleached, LOL) and all in different degrees of love.

Some made mistakes, Some infatuated, Some Obsessive, Some Confused.

But in all these lot, there was One that stood out. One that marred my childhood, but still the One that this story is about.... MY FATHER'S WIFE.

She was the Queen of Hints and Hearts Magazine (sorry if you don't about those Magazines). She helped me never miss an edition as it was like a daily devotional for her. She was a hopeless romantic, a lover at heart and head, and had everything good going for her, even with the Boyfriend who loved her through distance and flooded her with sweet timeless love letters that blew my young mind away.

He was going to marry her. They were gonna be together, and nothing would stop that.

It was so, until she became my Father's Wife.

I felt sorry for her. I hated her, but I wished her well, though i knew her madness with my Father wouldn't last long.

Few Years down the line, true to my predictions, it was so. She had to leave. Her time was up.

So, Perhaps i wasn't the only one that felt it was the end of the road for her.

A single mother with My Brother and Sister. If my Father did anything about them, i have no knowledge of it, but i can remember the rejected gifts we had sent at sometime.

She probably didn't want anything from us, but she has somethings that belong to us.

She has my Sister and my Brother, and no matter what, they are Family.

She picked her pieces together perhaps. i heard she went back to school, got a part time job and is curently or has just finished her NYSC (things going well huh?).

When a Guy Loves a Woman, no matter what must have transpired, he will love her regardless.

I was almost in tears (of Joy though), Happy and felt all mushy some days ago when i heard, "MY FATHER'S WIFE IS GETTING MARRIED". True Love! O' True Love!!

MY FATHER'S WIFE IS GETTING MARRIED to the man whose Love letters blew my young heart away. A man who despite all odds, decides to come for his True Love (MY FATHER'S WIFE).

I HOPE SHE HAS A SUCCESSFUL MARRIAGE, AND

YES,

I HAVE NOTHING AGAINST HER.

If i get an invite, SURE, I will be there for her wedding.

DISTRACTIONS

As sure as the morning rising,
the beams of the ray, illuminating our hearts.
Of Hope to see, with the setting of the sun.........
its sure our Love, forever burns.

the months turned years we've spent apart.....
i yearned, i cried, sometimes i'm sad...
Of Hope to see with the settting sun...
there comes a light, a dazzling star....

O star, that shone and dazzled right....
that star so fierce, i can't deny...
we danced and raced, in the pouring rain....
so wrong the things i'l never say......

GOOD SATURDAY

As i walked in the Doors of the Gym, a girl who was working out gave me the look that says it all "What the *H*F* You think u're looking for here?" Fear wan grip me, but i smiled and greeted her nicely. :D

So i spend almost 5 hours on the Ping Pong table and i feel so very alive. Haven't indulged in the game in a long while and i worked it with my left hand pretty well. Now i look forward to more saturdays like today.

Since June,i know i have grown so much Spiritually and its been one level of Glory to another, and lots of testimonies. The Word of God is Totally Dependable, for all Life's Situations.
I Love Jesus, He is Totally Awesome. And all through this week, i've felt so much more alive with the Spiritual Training.....

The Love of Christ is new every morning and the Word of God is Life.

Jesus Christ, the same Yesterday, Today and Forever...

Take out time to Pray and Thank God for all he has done, and the much more he will do.



Selah

MEN DO NOT HELP WOMEN

I'm Home Sick........... like wanna be with my Family like right now.... *wipes tears*. Life in the city is sweet, but there is no place like home..... :(.............. but the Grace of God has been sufficient for me especially in these days on heigthened insecurity in Abj.

I've been somewhat besides myself with worry . . . . . . which i find rather disgusting....
My rent is due next month, and i have to cough out 400 000..... plus other pressing personal needs....

NOTHING GOES FOR NOTHING................ MEN DO NOT HELP WOMEN

So i go to see someone to give me a Reference Letter and somewhat got stuck as i had to help with some of his work activities for the day. I stayed cuz i really had nothing else to do that day, and he even offered to drop me @ home.

On reaching my gate, the man asked that i kiss him,and i'm like Say What?????? He said, afterall i deserve it.... Don't I??? Besides, the car is tinted and no one can see you........

Anger welled up in me immediately........... becuz you bought me Lunch or the Reference you are yet to give me, or becuz you dropped me @ home???? How stupid men really are??

HIV TEST / RANDOM BOYS

So no matter how good you have been or how faithful you are Or have been, ............. the thought of a HIV test always makes your heart skip 5 beats (lol)....................

Some weeks ago, i wasn't feeling too good and i was stooling like mad and my stomach was sore.....
I CRY if i don't eat and when i do, its WORSE. I knew i had no choice than to go to the hospital and run some tests.....
So, the day i came for my results, i was told that they had also run some tests i did not ask them to do......

Being that i had once worked in a hospital (laboratory section), i am used to hearing such........ And in my head, my heart summer saulted a million times.........and stopped............ #dead# lol

So, Slowly, i opened the envelop which contained my test results, and with the last straw of courage, unfolded the paper, and quickly scanned the entire page in 1 Sec and i ............................................

If you wanna know the feeling.............................. GO GET TESTED.............. :D

I WAS DIAGNOSED WITH PEPTIC ULCER........... AND O.......... THAT SHIT IS A BITCH.........


SO on the Random Boys Note... My cousins decided to play "hook me up" with guys..... its a long list but i will talk about one..................... and i will call him, the ABUJA MAN.......

So, this is the handwork of my cousin "CRAZY", who has been in the business of giving my number out to random guys....
So she says, he's a single, born again Christian, well to do guy, who needs a good girl for a wife. He happened to see my picture with her and he wanted to see me.

After much calls and all, i decided to see the face behind the voice.......
As we sat down on that sunny Sunday afternoon, in the struggle (for me), to get to know you ish...... i remained silent and let him do a lot a talking while i listened. And as the conversation went on, he said, he din't like girls that wear Weavon's (human hair, brazillian hair, etc), that its DEMONIC. And that girls shouldn't be making up etc......... and i'm like WTH. Where is it written that weavon's are Demonic biko??? #patience running thin#. And he goes on to say, how Girls who dress anyhow (short clothings) are prostitutes etc... and the one that got me mad was:::

AM(ABUJA MAN) : Can you tell me why that girl sitting alone behind you?
ME: Maybe she is waiting for someone, or just finished having her meal and is just chilling.....
AM: NO, that is what they do... She is a Harlot
ME: ( Confusion sets in)
AM: That's what they do, they will pretend as if they are waiting for someone and all the crap that came falling out of his mouth. he goes on to recount a tale of his encounter with one, and all what not......
ME: I became impatient and begged to leave

So as we left and he decided to drop me off, he still carried on yapping as we drove past some girls on the Lazy Sunday, just walking around.... He continued with;
AM: See them..... HARLOTS..... That's how they go sleeping  around for Money..... PROSTITUTES..... i hate them.... i just hate them......SLUTS......

As i tried to even stop all the name callings, i knew i was in for a long thing.......... So i asked him

ME: Have you ever slept with a girl that is not your GF?
AM: Yes
ME: Then you are also a HARLOT...
AM: #Shocked#, why would you say that??
ME: Because that's what it makes you too.

i was so mad, and i asked if he could just stop the car...... and as he did, i flagged the next available KEKE NAPEP, and that was the END......

My Stomach felt alright for so long, and just yesterday, i skipped meals and ate corn, it felt like someone was using a Grater to Grate my inside........... smh

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Y'all have a blessed week