The Other Lady

If you know her hmmn, u better warn her o!!!!!!!!!
Shey i have kuku been suspecting that boyfriend is up to no good. His birthday was 5 days ago.,since he is Nigeria,the best i could was to stay up and call him at midnite.

Oh well,i waited till midnite and i called. Guess what?????????????It was a lady that picked my boyfi's phone!!!!!!!!! At 12.01am? Who?

I decided not to say anything,truth is i was too shocked to talk.

Disconnected and called again,same voice.

Am i calling a wrong number?

Come to think of it this is the only number i can recite even if i was woken up at 3am in 1 second flat.

Shey u know in Nigeria we believe in doing things 3 times and then u give up abi? I gave it the 3rd trial and he picked up.

Wished him a happy birthday and i asked who picked his phone,he said ''my sister''. Silly me,i believed.

Well, that is because i know the sister lives about 5 minutes away from his own house and i know they are very close....................... excuses!

Last night,something told me to check boyfriend's yahoo mail box(I know it is bad,but i was following my instincts).
I didn't know the password o,but i guessed and i guessed right. After 5 years,don't u expect me to guess right? I got into the inbox and what will my beautiful eyes see...........

Loads of mails from a certain girl.

She sent a mail,right when i was on my spy job to thank my ''own'' boyfriend for the swell time she had in Nigeria. She said and i quote '' I pray that we can spend all your birthdays together forever. I love you''.

Yeepa!!! E gba mi ke.

Mo ti ri ire. (The yoruba girl in me bursts forth when i am pissed).

I haven't called him now cos i am perfecting my rambo skills.

1.what i did was absolute crap i.e checking his emails.
2. Telling his family and mine,they wont support me cos of the way i found out.
3.Something tells me it is just a clear vision for me to move on.
4.A part of me is wondering where am i going to start from.

I am too sure my parents will say''shebi we told you to come back home''.
That my playboy brother is sure going to say'' do you think it is easy for a man to have his girlfriend miles away''.
My too serious sister: ''serves you right, i told you that your boyfriend gives me the creep''.

oh o,that is why he has refused to propose abi,let him tell me to my face that there is one silly girl somewhere......
I just paid for my tickets to Nigeria a few minutes ago,(i thot i was broke)will keep y'all posted.

But incase you know her ,warn her and very well at that. She lives in New Orleans and her name is O.....
As for him,if you know him.....ehn.....pray i dont kill him before i post my next blog.

Pray for the killings to stop

What do people gain from making others cry,what? Mr Ayo Daramola, a gubernatorial candidate in Ekiti state was shot in the head this morning in his home! His kids are not even teenagers yet.

Why does this have to go on,why? why?

First casualty was Funso Williams, then I heard of another man(infact my friend's brother in-law) in Ibadan. He left his family in London to attend PDP meeting in Ibadan.He was brutally murdered in Oluyole Estate.

Please, stop this bloodshed.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I thought I was going to be able to blog about the 5 years thingy today ni . But I am just weak from inside,this trend of killing is getting out of hand now.

With things like these happening everyday, one cannot but wonder the essence of this world sef. Nothing,absolutely nothing.

To all my friends that are resting with the Lord
Olukayode Ojewuyi (he was shot by robbers in 2002)
Kehinde Fadeyi(he had a car accident on his way from NYSC camp).
Sade..cant remember her surname now but we did NYSC together in the Nigerian Immigration Office in Abuja. She lost her life after giving birth to twins sometimes last year.

To my brother,Abiodun...we lost you to sickle cell in 1994. I will never forget you.
May you all find rest with the Lord. In my own way,I loved you guys and I still love you and will never forget you.

To those heartless people,that got me mushy mushy today. May you know no peace,and sorrow will not cease in your homes! Christians are not meant to curse, I know, but I couldn't help it.

I have had a long day,this job hunt is not easy,thank God for great mercies.There is nothing like little mercies in UK or anywhere for that matter. Spoke with my papa today complaining about not getting a job and having gone for a zillion interviews.

Trust him never to disappoint:

Moi: Hello daddy, i am sorry i have not called you in a while.. I have been busy with job hunting...........

Dad: job hunting ke? What is wrong with your office.

Moi: sir,the company is making some departments redundant.

Dad: you see,you children of this generation will never learn. I have never looked for a job in my life. I don't understand the reason why you have to beg and grovel for a job!
You can do something different.Ise owo is very important! For instance u can go into farming. Fish farming is lucrative now in Nigeria.........

Moi: I couldn't interrupt,cos try interrupting popsie when he is talking about farming then here comes his wrath!

Alright, pop gave me 18 minutes lecture on what i need to do to become a successful business woman.

Not that i am not interested in business but how can i tell him that tho i studied economics i still don't have any flair for business!
All i want to do if i am not a high flying career woman is to sell lace fabrics in a big airconditioned shop in Abuja.

I hate Lagos,so that is def out of my options. He will skin me alive if i ever voice that out. When my sister ventured in photography,i can remember him saying i bought you that digital camera so can take our pictures at family parties/functions. That argument went on for days but the moment she was featured in the guardian Newspaper as one of the belles of our time,baba changed tune! That's my gal he beams! I went all the way to the US to get her a camera. Photography is good business. Yeah yeah.

Abi,make me sef risk am ni. I don tire jare. Or better still,maybe i should just pray and fast more. I mean,i need to get my boyfriend propose to me by the end of the year.( i know he wont see this post)That way i don't have to stress my self on where i want to actually live. UK, Nigeria, USA(out of it,they didn't give me ordinary tourism visa), Kenya, where ever as long there is internet there i am fine!

You see the issue of being single is part of the reason he wants me back in Nigeria. Story for another blog it shall be titled ''why has he refused to propose after 5 years''.

Because...........

I am glad my blog is back online.

Thanks to U ''B''. You are kind!

There is really nothing to blog about today jare.Went for a job interview that was really tough! I shouldnt just bother mentioning the pay cos u'll tell me it is better to go and join the Nigerian army where i will get paid once in 3 months than take the job offer. But for now,i be begger aint get choice, better pray along with me to get the job.

I got the bit i attached below from my friend Bisayo,it lifted my spirit and i thot to share it with all the wonderful women out there.

BECAUSE

Just because no one has been fortunate enough to realize what a gold mine you are, doesn't mean you shine less.

Just because no one has been smart enough to figure out that you can't be topped, doesn't stop you from being the best.

Just because no one has come along to share your life, doesn't mean that day isn't coming.

Just because no one has realized how much of an awesome woman you are, doesn't mean they can effect your feminity.

Just because no one has shown up who can love you on your level, doesn't mean you have to sink to theirs.

Just because you deserve the very best there is, doesn't mean that life is always fair.

Just because God is preparing your king, doesn't mean that you're not already a Queen.

Just because your situation doesn't seem to be progressing right now, doesn't mean you need to change a thing.

Keep shining, Keep running, Keep hoping, and Keep praying.

Keep being exactly what you are already. COMPLETE IN CHRIST JESUS! Send this on to your female friends who need to keep on doing what they do best. BEING A WOMAN OF GOD!!!! God Bless You! I read this and I knew I wanted to share this with some wonderful women I have met on my travel through this thing called life.

You all deserve whatever the Lord has in store for you. Be still and allow Him to bless you. I know I have been blessed by knowing all of you.

Somebody help

I am having problems with my blog.My postings kept disappearing. Awon aiye at work ni yen.

ALL the previous posts don pafuka.

What exaactly is wrong with August? Can somebody please help me out?
First shocker of the month i was refused yankee visa.
I then moved into a flat i dont like.NB:it wasnt like i was blinfolded before i paid for the house o.

Now i cant log into my blog unless i go in through someone else's page. Awgh!!! Can things get any worse?
If you have an idea about what i can do to get my page back please dont hesitate to contact me.

Merci in advance! lol.

E gba mi o.

I finally moved home on Friday,moved from a posh apartment to one of those Victorian houses.Ugh!

I dont know what pushed me to get the house, i must have been overly desperate to move out of my old apartment.
I moved in friday, slept at my friend's place cos the whole house was a complete mess i rushed back in saturday morning to arrange my flat,lo and behold i found out i have a new neighbour!

We have a communal door,he stays at flat A while mine is Flat C. All through saturday he was cooking this indian meal that had the whole house smelling of curry. To make matters worse he left his doors wide open,ika.(wicked man).As if that was not enof on my way out on sunday he stopped me by the door to ask me if i have ever heard about ''GHANDI''.

Can you imagine!!!!!!! This guy wants me to come into his flat to tell me all about Ghandi and he added that if i dont mind,he wld be glad to initiate me into the world of Ghandi followers. E gba mi ke(na my fault, if i had gone to church that sunday morning jejely)

I dont see how i want to survive in that house with the curry smell,thot of seeing the guy early in the morning crouched down by the main door meditating.

To add salt to injury,the network is crazy in that house. Throughout yesterday i had to suspend my phone on the window sill,when no be say na naija i dey.

It was in naija that i nearly ran mad with vmobile network.It was only MTN that had good signal in my house and i couldnt afford buying N750 recharge card not to talk of N1500. You need to see me when my phone rings,i run from pillar to post looking for network. After falling on the staircase twice,my father pitied me and got me globacom and nitel lines same day.That is how my big girl somersaulted to a chic under 24 hours.

The craze got worse when the three phones rings at the same time. Story for another blog.

The thought of going back to that house is drivingme mad now,what a way to start a new month,first i was refused visa. And oh by the way a very big thanks to those who have called and mailed to tell me sorry.Thank you and God bless you.
2.New house doesnt have network for Tmobile and vodafone.
3.I run the risk of being initiated into Ghandism.

It is a monday,i hate mondays.I hate working. I think i am just darn lazy!

America refused me visa!

I have had this killer headache for days now,no thanks to job hunt,moving house and pounds hunt.

I had to wake up early today to make the visa interview at the American Embassy and i swear i wasnt disappointed at all. I was REFUSED!!!!!!!! After i had dreamt US,lived US! Ok o,God dey.

Reasons are: i don't have enough ties in the UK to bring me back here. For crying out loud,i am single,what kinda ties do u want i asked the consular officer.She said,well, i know you have indefinite leave to remain in the UK but because my parents dont live in the UK and i live alone here and blah bla........ alright,the rejection wasnt painful it was the visa fee( i could have bought that slippers on sale at Russel and Bromley with a few pounds added to it.) and the time i used in walking from oxford circus to upper grosvenor street.

And i tried my best to smile at her,but wait was i looking desperate? I know i can remove an arm and a leg to see Johnny Depp in flesh but then,why me? Why me Lord? If only they know that i will be back and long before they know it,shebi they are looking for ties abi? I will go and get a mortgage for a flat in Chelsea or Knightsbridge,if them born them well make them carry their papa head in front and use Bush's hand to support their yansh and refuse me again ehn,i will personally mobilize touts to burn down the embassy.Forget all those gun wielding cops at the embassy na only one juju coated egg from Kwara State will do the job. Kai,i must have terrorist genes in me sha,how can i just think of such a thing. I hope they wont push me....i pray so.

On my way home from the embassy i decided to spoil myself a little,wetin man pikin go do,i went shopping.Impulsive buying is the major disease i suffer from,somebody help me!

I didnt spend much just got myself a lovely pair of jeans and a top.Loads of new undies all in black.I have to mourn for my £63 visa fee now abi? They think can ruin August for me,na lie. I no go gree.Infact for that i am going to spend 3 weeks in Athens(who am i deceiving,the thing pain me o).