Nature Walk

Today, I decided 2 go 4 a walk, and it was refreshingly satisfying. It's been two years since we moved here, but b4 2day, I had never taken a walk around my area. Actually I had but my walk was headed east, and today it was west. I left my house @ 9:50pm (yeah, I know it's kinda late), and I took with me a long-strap purse hangin on my shoulder and across my body, $20, my change-purse, my cell phone, and of course, lip gloss. (You know I'm addicted 2 lip gloss). It was sooo beautiful outside. The weather was perfect, but unfortunately, I wasn't. You would not believe what I was wearing! I was wearing peach-colored flip flops, a purple skirt, a black t-shirt with white inscriptions that says "Naija 4 Life. 10% AFRICAN/70% 419/20% MOJO". Tell me you're not jealous of my shirt. But anyways... here's the link if you wanna purchase something 4 urself NaijaShirts

Like I was saying sha, the weather was really nice, and the moon was bright and out. I'm sure you're wondering why a sane girl would walk by herself at 10pm for no reason; well, first of all, i am not that sane. 2nd of all, I do not and cannot appreciate walking under the sun. Nope, that's not 4 me @ all. When the sun is down, you can get me 2 walk almost anywhere, but under the sun? Tufia kwa! And even though the sun is not really out in the morning, I cannot do morning either cause I am just not one to wake up early in the morning. Besides, I always go 2 bed late. I go 2 bed anywhere from 2am, so if you're expecting me 2 wake up @ 7am 2 admire the rising of the sun, you must have lost your damn mind. Video tape it and send it 2 me.

The walk was the type that I would have enjoyed better if I was doing it with someone. Where is Uju when I actually need her? When I came back, I called her and asked her if she would be interested in walking with me when her exams are over, and she said yea, so it's a deal! Maryland's newest and hottest walking partners have just been invented.

Last but not least, I finally finished my article... yay! It's called 'If You Must, Do It The Right Way'. Please take your time to read it and leave comments!

Nite-nite....

I'll be back 2morrow.

I Wouldn't Even Copy The Date From Her!!

So there I was oh... jejely taking my chem exam...and fully concentrating on it by the way, just 4 me 2 coincidentally look @ the woman sittin next 2 me, and guess wat she was doing? She had the impudence 2 be fighting tooth and nail just 2 cover her work. Yes, I know you think I was giraffin, but trust me, I wasn't. This woman got a 53% on the first exam...which was the easiest o! And I'm not tryna toot my own horns, but I aced that test...and the rest of them (xcept the one I got a 'B' on sha), so you can imagine my annoyance 2 find her tryna cover her stuff like that....like I would even copy the date. I don't even trust the date on her paper sef...not 2 talk of gettin d answers. I would rather guess all the answers that copy one single thing from her; at least, that way, I would know my failure is as a result of my ignorance. Anyway, I just kuku turned my head 2 the other side of the room b4 it will turn 2 something else. Can you believe that when I was done and ready 2 turn it in, this woman was giraffin my stuff? And she wasn't even doin it with style o. I didn't care if she copied mine of course.... it's not like we had the same question papers. Her copying my stuff would b 2 her own detriment, so I figured she could copy all she wanted. Which one concern yansh and toothbrush?

Anyway, Uju is comin 2 my house 2nite 2 do God-knows-what. I don't even have a say in wheather she comes or not... ain't that something? One would think she pays rent here, but trust me, she doesn't oh. She just comes and does what she wants and eats what she wants, and at the end, she'll even throw in a lil insult 2 me. Yeap, she's very generous.

Anyways, lemme go 4 today! We go talk 2morrow.

Lost In A Trance

I was sent a song called "Feels Right", and it was sang by a certain Lemar. I have been listening to the song for hours and I am in love with it... believe me, I shit you not. The lyrics of his poem are killin! If a man could dedicate a song like this 2 u, I guarantee you won't let him go. It's a wonderful song, believe me, and guess what? He's Nigerian! He's based in the U.K. He's good, girls! My eyes are closed and I am lost in a trance... a very beautiful trance 4 that matter.

I wrote a new poem today called "Unfathomable", but I do not intend to post it online; it's a private poem, but I really like it anyway.

I have a chem exam tomorrow which I have not studied for. You know why? It's the end of the semester and I am too lazy... and it's also an open book exam. Why would I study? Psshhhtt pls! It's not gonna happen... abi them no born me well.

Ooooh, I'm typing this thing with my eyes closed cause the song is running through my blood vessels. Gosh, I'm in love.

The Weekend Is Ova Already

Nawa O.... it seems like I just started the weekend and now it's over already.... and what did I accomplish?

• Well, for starters, I talked 2 my bestfriend in Naija....yay!!!!!!!! I cannot begin 2 tell you how happy I was (and still am) to talk to Uchenna. She's da bomb! That girl is soooo... I can't even tell you. Words are not enough for me 2 tell you. It's quite disappointing that I did not write about her in my article about girl friends; I just decided to write about only those in U.S.... but I really wish I had included her name. Anyways, she's close 2 my heart. I cannot wait 2 see her again...it's been too damn long.
• I started another article called "If You Must, Do It The Right Way". Do you have any idea what it might be about? I think it's one of those articles where I joke about serious issues, which is why I personally like it. You should check it out when I'm done writing it. Of course, I will let you know.
• I watched two naija movies online. Did you know you could watch Naija movies online for free? Yes oh, courtesy of Online Nigeria. I was (and still am, of course) impressed! Those movies really helped keep me busy. Thank God 4 that miracle.

I'm starting to accept the fact that I might not work this summer, but I just wish and pray and Hope to God that I get a lap top. It will really make my summer! I'm a weird creature, you know. A lot of people can't wait for summer to get here, so they can be all skimpy and hot, but me on the other hand, I hate...or rather dislike summer. There is nothing refreshing about constantly being warm. I mean, hot damn! Fall is really my best season, but if I had 2 pick one between the harsh winter and the burning summer, you better believe I'd rather have winter.

It's refreshing to have warm weather; keyword being 'warm', but summer is just straight up wicked! It makes me very uncomfortable as I do not ever wish to break a sweat unless I am deliberately trying 2. During the summer, breathing alone woulf make you break a sweat. Although I don't sweat a lot, I don't even wanna be moist. And taking showers every 30 minutes starts taking a toll on one's skin after a while.

If you care to know, the itching on my breast and nipple has stopped. I don't know what that was all about, but I am glad it's over with now.

Sorry I did not come back yesterday to continue my entry; I was carried away by the Naija movie I was watching. So how do you like my picture? I figured it's time for people to see what this mysterious Vera looks like.... abi what do you think?

Nite....

I See You!!

Forget the fact that my eye is closed, I can see you!

Ain't That Something?

This picture is just too funny. I guess the poor woman has upgraded too, abi? Well, I've got more 2 write but 4 now, I wanna go clean up my bathroom... it's saturday, you know? I'll be back 2 continue this post. 

This Vera Sef...

You know sometimes we as humans (I'm talkin bout myself by the way) whine and whine and bug God 2 do something 4 us, but when He finally does, we become afraid and start wondering why it is so good. Does something being so good necessarily mean it cannot be true? I mean, it is said that "if it is too good to be true, it probably is", but is it really true? Is it possible that something that is too good 2 be true is only too good 2 be true because it is a gift from our Father above?

God knows what I have been beggin Him 4....well, He knows allll the things I have been beggin Him for, and now, I think He has granted me one of them, but why am I so scared then? Why am I so afraid that this gift is too good? Why do I feel like it is too good of a gift 2 be given by God? After all, all good things come from God, right? Nawa o, this Vera sef!

Oh God, I know You know what I am talking about, so just keep doing what You do best (Blessing me), and I will do what I should do best (accepting Your Blessings with open hands). Now, I am not being ungrateful oh, but You know what else I want.... and I want it fasttttttt - Thanks Lord.

No1 should even think of asking me what Blessing God has given me cause I ain't tellin!

Now, good nite.

Honestly, I'm Not Bitter...

B4 you swear up and down that I am bitter, I just wanna say that I am not! But what the hell is with these soap opera stars? Why must they kiss like that? Kissing scenes in soap operas just make me go arrrggghhhhh!!! The sound of the kiss.... the looks on their faces... the moans... the groans... shut the hell up!!! I don't know why, they just make me sick to my stomach. I don't wanna see it; I don't wanna hear it... nothing! I bet you're wondering why I watch soap operas right? Well, I don't. My mother does. It seems like she won't feel complete without watching Days Of Our Lives and Passions on NBC Daytime. Days Of Our Lives seems 2 have a kissing scene every 5 minutes; what the hell is that? Somebody betta warn them b4 I charge o!

My gum hurts and I don't know why. I hope I'm not growin another tooth because I am too old 4 this. I know I am damn too old 4 this. Besides, I coulda sworn I already have a complete set. I am in no mood to keep sending my tongue on errands to find out what lies on my gum. The yeye tongue sef doesn't even know.

Mehn, I wish my four year old nephew was here; I woulda made him stand on my back. I love it when he does so; it is soooooo nice! Sometimes I make him count the hair on my head. Poor boy. It feeels so good when someone is pulling my hair (especially the hair in the middle of my big head) gently. Of course he can't actually count all my hair (who can?), but somehow, he always tells me I have 30... or is it 20? No, I think it's 30 hairs. Funny kid, he is. I also love when someone is putting hair creme on my scalp or just rubbing my scalp gently. God, I love it! Well, that would be part of my husband's job description - whenever I marry him, of course.

I still haven't fully recovered from the lack of sleep I had yesterday, so I'm gonna get up and get my ass right back to bed. I love sleep, don't I? I'm gonna go make a long distance call, then I'm gonna go 2 bed. I need 2 call my cousin, Nachi in Nigeria. He has been flashin' me all day. I bet you he will have no reason 2 be flashin me. He's probably doin it just 2 say hi.

What can I do? He just can't get enough of me, but then again, who can? I mean, look @ God; the man can't stop watching over me. I can't say I can blame him though. He's proud of His job well done.

But enuff 'bout me and God's admiration of me. Wat's up wit u? That was a rhetorical question, of course.

Bye....

What A Day....

Can you believe that I stayed awake from yesterday till today? I mean, I did not sleep between monday and tuesday...isn't that crazy? Actually, I finally slept @ about 7:40am, but I had to be up @ 8:00am, so would you really consider that as sleeping? Don't even ask me why I was up so late....or early...

Remember how I told you my right breast was itching? It got worse! Now, even the nipple is itching too. I'm telling you, as I stood in front of the bathroom mirror today, I started looking at my toothbrush differently. I just wanted to grab that thing and set it to kill the itch on my nipple. But I hadn't taken a shower, and I didn't wanna rub germs on my toothbrush and then use it in my mouth. Besides, the itch might be transferred to my teeth...... if possible (but I doubt it).

Thank goodness Ms. Flow is leaving; I'm sure she won't last past tomorrow....or today sef. She'll be back sometime next month. She flies in through the "menses airway".

I just cooked some stew, and I guess I should also cook some rice but it's kinda late, and I really don't feel like it. Well, some people sent me emails about my latest article, so I guess I could put some rice on fire and come back to continue this entry and start my emails...

*Vera gets up and walks into the kitchen*... (why do I refer 2 myself as a third person? I have some serious issues)

Can you believe Uju just came 2 my house and dumped her notes? She didn't copy down her notes in class, and now, I have to help her do it...even though I don't have the same class with her. Hell, we don't even attend the same skool. But anyways...

I guess I'm done 4 today. I'll be sure to update you tomorrow.... or the day after.

Gud Nite.

Wedding Bells

No, no, no! Not mine, so stop getting excited. Well, at least not mine to my knowledge anyway.

Yesterday, I went 4 a wedding with my mom & grandma (though I was plannin on not going). We attended Igbo church (yes, they have that here), and though I usually do not like going (because those women gossip 2 damn much!), yesterday I decided to go. I had no idea there would be a wedding during the service. I didn't really enjoy it cause all it did was make the service longer (as if 2.5 hours isn't already too long for a Catholic Church!). I decided to go 4 the reception too (thereby missin a new episode of Charmed...darn!), and I guess it was okay. I didn't like the DJ cause I thought he stunk like a skunk, but anyways.... if one more person tells me about how ripe I am for marriage ehn....! there will be hell 2 pay!

Here's one little (or maybe not so little) problem I have been having: my right breast has been itching the hell outta me! Not the nipple oh, just the other part. It's the type of itch you just gotta scratch, but then I don't wanna open my skin, and i'm kinda starting 2 get tired of just slapping it 2 stop the itch. Besides, it hurts and it doesn't even relieve the itch. All it does is make it sting and make me wanna scratch it even more. What could this mean? When I was little (and didn't have breast), my cousin used to say it meant it needed 2 be sucked, but somehow I think she was just deceiving me. I doubt it will be a good idea if I ask some1 to do that... besides.... well, never mind that issue 4 now.

You know, sometimes, you think you know someone, and then you realize that you really don't. I don't know how married couples do it, 4 real. How do they deal with each other's short comings? I mean, what happens when one partner realizes the other one is a bonafied liar?

Have I ever told you of how much I dream of becoming someone's wife? I'm not tryna toot my own horns, but I know I will make a damn good wife. If only you knew what plans I got, I bet you'll be running to propose 2 me right about now. I believe I will be a good wife, which is why i cannot settle 4 less. I refuse 2 settle down with someone who cannot meet me halfway. I know you might be wondering why I am talking about this, but never mind that, we'll get back to it later.

Do you know that I have a chem assignment due tomorrow and I have not even started it? Go figure.

One last thing b4 I sign out 4 the day, I wanna make a confession. I'm very confused at this point about where my life is headed. I got so confused today that I started crying.... although that might have been my hormones (since I am currently shedding blood).

Speaking of shedding blood, yesterday (my 2nd day) was my heaviest (always is), so being @ a wedding was really not in my best interest. There's nothing fun about constantly wondering if the pad may have shifted while you were dancing and bending down. Of course, I coulda sat my ass down, but I couldn't help it. In spite of how much the DJ sucked, he still had some nice music. And 2 make it worse, the bathroom sucked! Ewww! I couldn't go in there 2 expose the beauty between my legs in the name of changing a pad... no way! That's how people catch thangz, u know?

Alright, I think I have said too much. I may be a little drunk... on caffeine. I drank a can of mountain dew 2day.... sshhh, don't tell any1.

G'Nite.

*Vera slowly exits and signs out of d blogger network)*

Flowin' Into Mood Swings...

Ok, it's that time of the month again. Why do I have to share such intimate details of my life, you ask? Frankly speaking, I have no clue. I just know that when I type here, I feel the need to write all that is on my mind - well, almost all. My mood swings haven't kicked in yet (Thank God), but I'm expecting a full dose of it tomorrow, which is why I have decided not to attend a wedding tomorrow. I don't wanna sit there with my face looking like shit plastered on the wall. I mean, what if the camera man decides to take my picture? Hmmm, that won't be good at all. Anyway, Miss Flo' just came today, so I expect her to be here till wednesday at most.

About Silent Hill..... Aaaarrrrgggghhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!! Ok, the movie started out well. It had just the right amount of suspense, thrill and horror, but towards the end (you know, the part that is supposed to give everyone closure!), everything became twisted. I don't wanna say what happened in case you haven't seen it and wish to, but I will say is that I just didn't (and still don't) get it. When the movie was over, Uju stood in front of the screen waiting for another scene, even though they had started listing the names of the cast members. That movie better have a second part coming up, cause yesterday I was pissed as shit. It's bad enough that I don't understand the movie, now the end of it definitely did not justify the means. I need to stick to comedies, 4 real.

Halleluia! I just finished an article. It's called When The Pendulum Swings, and you should definitely check it out. And don't forget to leave comments; I love the comments. The comments are what keep me writing really, so please, don't forget me. Thanks in advance.

I am soooooo bored, you have no idea. I didn't even know it was possible to be as bored as I am now...especially when Ms. Flo is here. Usually, I woulda been curled up on the couch crying about something I don't even know. Well, I guess that's not very fun either. Hmmmm, this is serious.

Friday Night

So..... wat's up with your friday nite? Doing anything nice? Well, I have a movie date with Uju and her sister in-law. The movie starts at 10:45pm; it's 10:26pm and they are not here yet. Of course, I could always walk to Uju's house since it's just about 5 minutes of walk, but I'm too engrossed in the music I'm listening to. I love music. I love dancing. It's soo damn therapeutic. Well, don't feel too bad that you're not going; I didn't make my mind up until about 30 minutes ago. We're going 2 watch Silent Hill, and I know for sure that it will be good. It has been getting good reviews, so I'm definitely looking forward to seeing it. Thank God Uju would be there... I might get scared, you know.

Anyway, there isn't really much for me to write on here, so I'm gonna go off b4 Uju hurts me. She just called to say she's downstairs. Ok, bye!

So It Has Come 2 This....???

You know, I've always been convinced that I am one of the lucky people who don't have meddling parents. But that was until today when my father called me to tell me that he has given my number to the son of his friend. Apparently, he and his friend (whom I don't know by the way!) had discussed and decided that I should meet with the man's son who is in millitary, and also here in the States. By the way, I don't even know what state this guy I'm supposed to meet lives in. And what can't the guy even find a woman for himself? Well, maybe he's just as innocent as I am; maybe his father just told him "Look, take this number; it belongs to the daughter of my friend, and her father and I have decided that you should call her. She lives in the States too."

Ain't that something?!

Uju's mother always calls her from Nigeria to talk about marriage and the sort, and the poor girl is tired of hearing it already. My mother has never spoken to me about marriage, though I'm a year older than Uju. I mean, my mom makes comments such as "is that what you'll do when you get married?" or "we'll see what your husband thinks about it", but she has never tried to hook me up before! I cannot believe my father is hooking me up; I cannot believe it!! Has it come to this now? Have I become such an old maid that I have 2 be hooked up by my father? This is just 2 funny 2 me. I still consider myself a baby o! I still want daddy's affection. I wanna rub my daddy's big tummy and I wanna eat the last meat in his soup, dammit!

Ok, whoosah.... now that I have let out my frustration, shey you understand where I'm comin from? You understand why I feel the way I do, right? I mean, do you not also want the last meat in your daddy's soup? Don't u want his stockfish? His dry fish (okporoko)? I know I do! And hooking me up with some guy who I don't know or care to know is getting in the way of me and that meat.

I wonder if he (the guy I'm supposed to meet) is feelin the way that I am. I wonder if he's thinking "what the hell?" like I am too. Hopefully, he is anyway. Anyway, we'll see how this turns out. Of course, you know I will update you.

See Ya.....!

Mystified

Have you ever felt like so many things are going on in your life, and at the same time nothing is going on? That's exactly how I feel. I feel like there are so many things going on, and I can barely catch my breath to watch it all, yet I feel like nothing is going on. I feel like I'm just watching my go by; I feel like I'm just standing at the corner and watching my boring yet buzy life. How is that possible?

You know, one thing I know for sure is that God needs to step up really, really quick before I lose my Blessed mind. I know that He needs to speed things up before I bore myself to the point of no return. If only awards were given for being mentally active right? Trust me, it sucks to be so mentally active and so full of wonderful ideas, and yet be unable to express them. All you can really do is dream them. Isn't that the worst kind of prison?

Looking around the world, I know that there are people with much bigger problems than myself. I know some people wonder if they will make it into the next minute due to lack of food, water, etc. I know some families are so broken up that the pieces cannot even be found. I know that some people have left their homes this morning and not return, but I left my house and I'm home. I'm not worried about what I will eat or drink in the next minute, hour, day, week, and even month. Perhaps after a month, I might need to restock.... you get the point. And I know where all the pieces of my family are ... well, I least I know of the important ones.

I miss my father sooooooooooooooooooo much, and I have been dreaming about him consecutively every night. I love that man so damn much. Words alone cannot express the magnitude of my love for him. And my mother? Don't get me started on that woman. She's my pillar of strength. I couldn't have possibly asked for a better woman for a mother. My mother would go hungry for a month before I lack food for a day. She's the wind beneath my wings. I appreciate her so much; my only regret is that I am currently unable to tell her exactly how much she means to me. She's my queen. She took so much because of me. She goes without just to see me happy. Does it really get better?

I changed my mind. I don't have much of a problem. I mean, I do, but my Blessings are a lot more. And truthfully speaking, I know it's only a phase. I know it's only a matter of time before it will become part of my history. I have faith in God to do right by me; he always has anyway, so I have no reason to doubt him now. You know the meaning of Vera? It's a Russian name and it means 'Faith', so you see it's kinda impossible for me not 3 trust God.

Been A While.....

It seems like 4eva since I updated you, and I'm sorry about that. Don't blame me; it's not easy starting the computer and sitting here to type stuff up. Sometimes I'm just not in the mood. More like my spirit is willing, but my body is so darn weak.

Yesterday, I was supposed 2 go 2 skool, and even though I woke up early and got dressed on time, I just couldn't bring myself to go to skool. I just wasn't feelin' it. You know how that is, right?

Remember how I said I was obsessed with shoes? Well, I don't think I am as obsessed as I used to be; however, I have found a new obsession. I have become a junkie.... a parfume junkie! Right now, I am currently obsessing over two perfumes, but I would not mention their names anyway....although it will be good to do so just in case someone decides to be generous enough to buy them for me... although I doubt it.

Anyways, I'll be back 2 tell u more later.

Weekend Update

Hey-ey!

The other day, I was goin 2 continue my talk about the custom built man, but I didn't really feel like it. But b4 I continue anyway, let me tell you about my weekend. I spent it in my aunt's house. I was supposed to braid her hair, but as usual, that never came to pass. That woman never stops making me laugh.

Back to the custom-built man: Wouldn't you like to have a man who knows your in and out? A man who knows the language of silence and unspoken words? A man who can smell your emotions a mile away? Before you open your mouth, he already knows what you're thinking. I mean, he's everything you've ever dreamed of...and more. You share private jokes and have secret signs that no one else (apart from God, of course) can understand. When you're in public, he doesn't have to tell you anything; when your eyes meet, you already know what's on his mind. A man that you have butterflies for @ any given time. Just imagining him as your husband makes you visibly blush. So special is he to you that you can't even show him to anyone. At the mere mention of his name, you smile from ear to ear. What do you call that? Love?

Mm mm mm. There are so many things I'm looking forward to. There are so many times I know I would stare people in the face and say "aha! You thought I wouldn't make it". But lemme keep that on the down low. I wouldn't wanna ruin the pleasant surprise that awaits everyone when I reveal all the things I have been keeping to myself. Oh boy!

G'Nite Diary,

I will be back tomorrow....to talk about the day our Lord Jesus Christ rose from the dead. Talk about Glory! It's indeed a Glorious event... don't u think? Pray for me that tomorrow holds all the promises I have envisioned, Amen.

Dear God

Dear God,

It may be really weird that I am using this medium to communicate to You, but I know You must have internet connection somewhere in Heaven. I mean, common God, we are in 2006. Please tell me You are up to date with technology. With all Your power, You must have wireless internet all over Your crib (Heaven).

Now, I know You already know why I am writing, but I will state it for the record. I am writing to beg for Your mercy, Grace and help in my upcoming plan. I know You know what it is, so I'm not gonna go in2 details. Lord, You alone know how much I need this, and frankly speaking, You alone can help me, so please God, do what You do best and open Your door of Blessings to me.

Father, You know me better than I know myself, and I know You know the things that have been jumping around in my head. Please grant me my heart desires, so I can do the things I wanna do. Grant me my heart desires, and all Glory will be given unto You. You know my dreams and my aspirations, so please help me, so I can achieve them. You know my strengths and weaknesses better than I do, so please, Lord, consider them when You Bless me abundantly.

I was born a sinner; always have been and always will be, but please don't judge me by my sins, but by the Faith I have in You. You said we should ask and we shall be given, so Lord, I am asking, and I am believing that You will not let me down. Thank you for listening (reading), Amen.

Good night, Lord

Your Daughter

Custom-Built Man

I have been thinking about writing an article about having a custom-built man, but I have not had the chance to because I have not been able to come up with satisfactory title, until now, that is. Don't ask me what it's about; if you care to know, you can always find out when I write the article.

So.... how was your weekend? I wonder why I'm asking how your weekend was; it's not like you have much of a life, if any. Well, I'll tell you about mine. You can live your life thru me; how about that? On saturday, I went to Funmie's house for the surprise party she planned for her junior sister, Seun. It was really nice, and I enjoyed it. Well, that's about it.

Back to this custom-built man thing. Have you ever felt like someone is specially made for you? I mean, like no matter where you go or where he/she goes, there never will be a perfect fit until you two are together...like a lock and key. I don't know... maybe I'm just letting my fantasies get the best of me, or maybe there is some truth (and possibility) to what I'm talking about. I don't wanna elaborate on this till I write my article; I don't want to be repeating myself like a broken record, so please, do check out my article when I write it. Of course I will let you know when I write it. You know the strange thing? I don't know who I'm talking to.

Well, i gotta go right now. I wanna go read a novel. Currently, I'm reading Married Men by Carl Weber. I'm done reading Baby Momma Drama by the same author, and now I'm reading a different book. He's good!

Ciao!

Sleepin' Day

Dear Diary,

I slept so much today that if I wasn't so damn sure of myself, I woulda thought I'm pregnant. I mean I kept on waking up and going back to bed and waking up and going back to bed and so on. But mehn, the sleep was good! It was that type of sleep that you never wanna wake up from. I had a lotta vivid dreams too, but I forgot all about them as soon as I woke up from each sleep-dream episode.

Yesterday, I went to the Library to return some books I borrowed, and borrow one, but instead, I came back with 13 of them. Ok, I have gat to stop doing this! I need to write my book... not read other people's books. They woulda neva gotten them on the shelves if they all they did was read other books. But then again, I guess I deserve a lil break every once in a while, right? Besides, I am a novel junkie. I can't seem to tear myself away from novels. It has always been like this since I was little. I remember in Nigeria, my mother actually got mad at me for reading too much too soon. She'd always say "stop reading them so fast! The books are expensive." It's funny thinking about it now. But thank God for the public Library that lets one borrow as many books as possible for FREE!!!

Right now, I'm reading Baby Momma Drama by Carl Weber. I just started it today, so I can't really tell how good it is (although I trust Carl to do a great job). It has 327 pages.

Can you believe I have a chem assignment which is due tomorrow, and I have not even started it? What time is it sef? Well, I'm gonna retire to my room and try my best to do the assignment, though I really don't feel like it. After that, I will read the novel till sleep finds me and takes me on a temporary journey into my dellusions.... you know how it it.

Good nite, Diary. It's not like you have to wake up tomorrow mornin'

Sweet dreams.

Aftermath Of A Party Weekend

Boy oh boy! Now that I look back on it, I think I wish I woulda done some things differently. But it's pretty futile for me to sit here and think of all the things I woulda, shoulda done differently. I mean, of what use is it for me to wish that I had taken my textbook to Sola's house? Of what use is it for me to wish that I had taken out the time to study for my chem exam tomorrow? On that note, I would even like to state a disclaimer: it really isn't my fault that I am lazy to read; she (my teacher) shouldn't have told us it was an open book exam!

Anyways, Sola's thanksgiving was great. It could have been better, but Sola is a very stubborn human being who refused to heed any of my advise. As they say, 'advise most needed is least heeded'. But I don't wanna go into details and put her business on the internet (although I woulda been more than happy to do so).

Uju and I went to Bare Feet Shoes again on saturday in search of the perfect shoes, but found nothing; well, at least I didn't. I want to buy a shoe so badly that I was ready to settle and take any shoe just for the sake of it, but I imagined the pair of shoes I picked to be a man, and then I remembered that I really would not settle for just 'any' man for the heck of it. So I had to drop the shoes; I didn't like them, and I didn't want to take them for the hell of it. Thank God I listened to my heart.

Anyways, on saturday night, we (Uju, Sola, Ibukun, and I) went for A.Y.'s surprise party for his fiancee, and it was a good party. I guess I was finally in need of a party tune up, and that's why I was in the party spirit, right? Or maybe it had to do with Uju playing loud party songs in her car on saturday on our way to the shoe store? Either way, I got the dance I very well deserved.

I'm gonna go wash the dishes right now (even though it's pretty late). After that, I will work on my "Project 2007"... and don't ask me what it is. When it's time, you will know. By His Grace, it will be ready in the summer of 2007. Shout a big 'Amen' for me, please.

AMEN!!!