What To Wear...

No matter how many clothes I stuff into my closet, I seem to be unable to reach the I-have-enough-clothes phase in my life. Apart from having an insatiable desire when it comes to clothes, shoes, and bags, I also almost never find anything to wear.

This morning I took a soothing shower in preparation for Church, but when it was time 2 dress up, I couldn't find anything. Something was wrong with everything in my closet: too professional, too tight, too revealing, too casual, too party-ish, too black, etc. Some I didn't wanna wear for other reasons; for example, I didn't wanna wear a traditional outfit, so all of then were automatically out of the race to win Vera's heart on Sunday.

Finally, sha, I decided to wear a light blue dress that came with a jacket...but I couldn't wear it cause the chain in front of the dress had broken. When did it break? Then I decided to wear a pair of black pants and a white shirt, but I couldn't find the pair of pants. Where was it? From there, I decided to wear a flay black skirt with the white shirt, but the shirt didn't fit me! (It fit me everywhere except my breast). OK, I knew I had put on some weight since the last time I wore the shirt (in 2001 or 2002), but I didn't know my breasts grew that big! Soooo, I decided to be creative and wear a camisole inside so I can leave the first two buttons unbottoned, but as soon as I looked @ myself in the mirror, I knew it was a bad combination. The skirt was too chic and too fine for the simple shirt. I didn't wanna wear any spaghetti strapped top (cause I just don't wear those to church).

I decided to wear a black and white shirt, but I couldn't find it. It was in the laundry basket. Honestly speaking, for a brief moment, I considered fishing it out, spraying some perfume on it and calling it a day. What's so bad about that? Men do it too! Anyways, after I thoughtabout all the would-be repercussions of my actions, I decided to not to go through with fishing through my dirt. My other choice was to wear this really chic black top, but I didn't wanna wear it cause I had a black skirt on and I didn't wanna look like I was going to a funeral, so I decided to wear a red flay skirt, but where was it? It was in the laundry basket again! To cut the long story short, I was forced to wear a black skirt and a black shirt, but I carried a white purse to add some 'light' to my outfit.

FASHION MISHAP: This black girl/lady had on creme colored capris and, creme colored pumps and white socks! Not, even stockings oh, but socks - full blown socks! I couldn't believe my eyes. I don't even wanna mention or remind myself of the fact that it is hotttt outside. Who wears socks with pumps???

Well, I guess that's all my gossip for today. You know I will be back for more.

I'm Craving...

Lately, I have been craving so many darn things. The bad thing is that I am not even getting them. What kinda world is this? A world where no1 cares 2 tender 2 Vera's needs?! This isn't a good world oh, and for every1 who has been ignoring my cravings, I just want the person (or people) to know that God will judge you (them)!

Now, what have I been craving?

1. Pounded yam and egwusi soup - this has been my number one i-gotta-have-it
2. Suya - this is pretty much a standard craving; i.e. I don't think I would ever stop craving it.
3. Yam and egg-stew - another standard craving
4. Cooked yam with oil, pepper, and ukpaka - yum yum
5. Cooked yam, vegetables and ugba - yes, I love yam and anything that has to do with it.
6. Pizza crusts - yeap, you read it right. I'm not craving the pizza itself; just the crust.
7. Cake - thanks to my cousin, Ngo in London; she sent me a picture of her wedding cake and now I want some!
8. Isi ewu - definitely a standard craving; I'll neva stop craving it
9. Gala - that snack they sell in Naija (gosh, it's been so long; tooooo long!)
10. Okpa - I think this is an Igbo meal. I dunno the name in English and I dunno what it's made of, but I want it. It's kinda like moimoi and it's made in a leaf (which I hope is sanitized)
11. Bread and hot, spicy akara - this craving was ignited because my momma made some akara the other day, but there was no bread.
12. Mede-mede - this is something we made in high skool in Naija. I'm sure all skools did it, but they all had different names for it. It consists of cabin biscuits, milk, sugar and water (and Bournvita/Milo/Ovaltine if you like, but I did it without it)
13. Granola bars - this has become my favorite snack. Just the oatmeal one though
14. Akamu with milk and sugar - I cannot xpain why I want this, but I do!
15. Roasted corn - During my family cookout two months ago, we roasted some corn that was hardly enough for everyone, so since then I have been wanting some.

Sooooo, if any of you very nice people decide to send gimme one of the things I'm cravings, lemme know. Don't send me food o! I have 2 go with you 2 buy it. I don't know you like that; abi you wan poison me?

Crocodile Hunter Is Dead???

Steve, his wife, and daughter.

OK - it's official, this life is crrrrraaaaazzzzzyyyyyy!!!! Steve Irwin - popularly known as the crocodile hunter is dead. Considering the fact that he jumps into crocodile-infested waters, grabs poisonous snakes, and chases all sorts of animals on paths that a regular person would dare not do, I shouldn't be surprised that he was killed by an animal. However, the irony of it all is that he was killed by a mere stingray. Can you freakin believe it? He was killed by a fish that is usually considered passive. I guess he may have gone too close to it or something, cause the stingray pierced his heart. It went right through his heart. I cannot believe this! That's like some1 constantly racing with all sorts of things - motor bikes, cars, trucks, etc, and then the person gets killed by a scooter. I mean, how ironic is that?

Just in case you're wondering what a stingray looks like, here is a picture of one

The tail of the stingray is what pierced Steve Irwin's heart. He is an Australian man married to an American wife, and is survived by his wife and two kids.

Men, I cannot believe this man is dead. I might sound like I am making too much of this or taking this too personal, but damn, this is serious.

May his soul rest in perfect peace anyway, Amen.

Happy Birthday Uncle George!

Today is the birthday of my favorite Uncle in the whole world. His name is George, and there couldn't be any Uncle better than him. He was the husband to my favorite aunt (mom's junior sister) and the father to my lil cousin - who is really too young to be called my cousin, so I call him my nephew.

If you noticed, I used "was" for my uncle; that's because he has passed on. He passed away on the 11th of January 2003 (3 days b4 my birthday and his son's birthday - we share the same birthday [Jan 14th]). He suffered a heart attack and died b4 getting to the hospital. None of us - including him knew he was @ risk for a heart attack. He was young (in his forties) and fit - to our knowledge. On that day, he went into his bedroom to rest and never came out alive. My aunt just went to check on him when she noticed his body was cold.

Anyways, I am not here to think about his sudden demise or remember the pain it brought to everyone. Rather, I just wanna celebrate his birthday. I know he is in heaven with God, so I'm hoping God has some form of internet access over there, so Uncle George can read this and know I still remember it's his birthday today. And of course, I still think the world of him.

Dear God, please get some form of internet access up there; Verizon DSL really is cheap and totally worth every penny You put into it. And while You're @ that, please tell Uncle George to log on to www.verastic.blogspot.com as soon as you get the internet thing going. Thanks, Lord.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY UNCLE GEORGE!!!

Your loving niece,

....you know my name.

My Unplanned Trip To New York

This weekend was supposed 2 be a 'chilin out' weekend for me, but my uncle just had 2 move 2 NY this weekend.

Lemme tell you about my uncle (I'm always telling you about people, right? I wonder how said people would feel when they find out I've been writin about them. Let's hope they don't find out anyways): He is a lawyer - or rather, was a lawyer in Naija, but hasn't started working here as a Lawyer. He moved 2 the States on the 2nd of June 2006 (exactly 3 months ago). He was staying with my aunt (his junior sister) here in MD, but took the NY bar because he wants 2 live in NY. The results aren't out yet, but he went 2 NY and found an apartment for him and his family. We thought he was gonna live in NY by himself, make a living, put his feet on the ground (while his kids are schoolin here in Maryland), but the man had a different agenda. So....anyways, he found an apartment but the problem was how to get there with his entire family (wife & two kids) and all their property - clothes, shoes. pots, food stuff, few electronics, etc that my mother and his sisters bought for them. Taking the bus won't be easy cause some1 would have 2 pick them up in NY but their property would be too much to fit in one car.

To cut the long story short, my mother offered to drive them there. Her plan was to rent a Ford expedition truck from Enterprise, drive them 2 NY, drop the truck at a NY Enterprise location and then take Greyhound (the bus) back, but Enterprise said she couldn't leave their MD vehicle at their NY location, so my mother figured she'd just drive to and fro. I figured that was her only option, but then I started wondering who would come back with her from NY. I asked her if any of her sisters were going with her and she said no, so I offered to go with her, so that she would not be driving and tryna read the directions @ the same time. So that's how I ended up in NY. We ended up renting a Ford F120 pick-up truck cause their stuff was toooo much. We left MD @ 3:15pm and got to NY past 8pm, so the trip took us about 5 hours instead of three and half (thanks to TROPICAL STORM ERNESTO!!!). It rained all the way from MD to NY and back to MD, but thank God for granting us journey mercies.

Anyways, I'm glad to be back home. Did you miss me?

I Am A Bamboo

B4 your eyes start poppin outta your head, lemme reassure you that I am only speaking in figurative terms. For all you superstitious Naija folks out there, don't be alarmed; I am not a witch who manifests in2 a bamboo @ 12 midnight or 3am. Now, with that being said, lemme talk about what I actually wanna talk about.

Yesterday, I was reading a piece on Diamond's blog which talked about how people have different purposes in life. You need to read the piece itself 2 understand where I am coming from. Anyways, the point is that a person can be a bamboo; that is, even though you're born at the same time frame with some1 else, that person may start out being big (successful) while you may start out looking like you're going nowhere fast, but the moment you do start going somewhere, you will blow up! because all that time you were 'stagnant', it was because you were growing roots....just like the bamboo. Well, I am a bamboo.

For six years I have cried @ God's feet begging him to grant me one thing....or rather a series of things, but every time I thought I had a tiny bit of light @ the end of the tunnel, something always came up and put it right out. It was like every time I lighted a lil candle and hoped it would turn into a huge furnace, some big tornado (and even hurricane) came and blew it out. Every time I would have a lil bit of hope, something always came up and snatched it right out. I thought God had abandoned me, and I felt like my sins were just too much for him 2 hear me. I had almost given up. In fact, I stopped praying because I didn't feel the need to pray - it's not like anyone was listening anyway.

Out of nowhere, I got my first miracle. I couldn't believe it, but my light actually didn't go out this time. I mean, I actually had a light @ the end of the tunnel, and it stayed on long enough for me to meet it and take a hold of it. Miraculously, the tornados and hurricanes didn't find my light this time.

Anyways, the point is that since that day (Aug 15th), a buncha lil things have been happening 2 me. Some people might call them coincidences, but I do not believe in coincidences, and neither do I believe in luck. Coincidences are all part of destiny and luck is favor from God. These lil things that have been happening have led me to believe that maybe my roots are done growing, and now they are ready to become a huge tree. My roots are ready to become wings so that I can fly high above my wildest expectations. Well, whatever the case is, I say Amen to it.

Some day I'm gonna talk about this in details, but for now, I do not feel comfortable spilling all the beans. God knows what I mean.

And all you bloggers and blog readers, please help me to thank God.

I'm out........

Alright, Alright, Here Are The Naija Fest Pictures!

OK, here are the pictures oh abeg; it was not a 419 scam. When I wrote it before that I would post the pictures, I had every intention to do it the next day, but when the next day came, I had the intention of doing it the following day. In fact, after a while, I figured, oh well, no1 would notice that I didn't post them anyways. How was I supposed 2 know some1 has been keeping track? LOL. Anyways, here are the pictures sha. I hope y'll like them. Who cares if you don't?!

Jennifer and her hubby, Segun. Aww, they look so good together, don't they?
Busola and Uju; I dunno what they were feeling like.
Uju and her man Emeka - see how they have matching green-white-green outfits? Reppin' Naija 2 the skin
Busola and Tope. The boy is fine, isn't he? Just look @ the difference in height...and she was wearing heels o!
Seun and two strange girls. I'm not calling them strange in terms of being weird oh; I'm calling them strange because I don't know them. Well, I guess I could call them 'unknown girls', but why would I do that when I could just say 'strange'? Seun turned me in2 his UNPAID photographer. He's cool though.

I woulda put more pictures, but I am only allowed to put five on any given post, and I am not about to start a new post for the sake of pictures. Y'll would just have to be content with these ones.

See any1 you want? Contact me immediately - they're all on sale. BUY ONE, GET THE REST FOR FREE...AND EVEN GET CASH BACK SEF.

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Racing Thoughts...

Soooooo... I gat a comment from one of my "faithful readers", and she reminded me of the fact that I never posted the Naija Fest pictures like I promised I would. Well, I am really sorry sha, but I just haven't felt like it. Even now sef, it is with great reluctance that I will put them up. I dunno why uploading pictures has suddenly become a chore for me; I guess it's because maybe I have been doing it too much lately. I mean, I am the ONLY one amongst my friends who takes pictures and actually sends them out. B4 I got a digital camera, I used 2 print the pix and give them 2 the owners. But I gotta say it's a lot easier (and cheaper sef!) having a digicam cause I don't have 2 print any yeye pix; I just send them 2 their owners, and if they want to, they can print them out themselves, but if not, oh well. My job is already done anywayz.

Oh, and something else: my faithful reader wanted 2 know when I gat a boyfriend. My sistah, I cannot blame you for asking. Well, I have had one since April of 2005, but I decided not 2 talk about him (4 reasons I might discuss later). I never actually said I didn't have one, but I guess I became single by default. I mean, since I didn't talk of a boyfriend, every1 assumed I didn't have one...which is part of why I decided 2 talk about him. I'm tired of sending mixed messages...you know?

Okay, I'm really sorry, but those pictures would have to be posted tomorrow. I promised I'll post them tomorrow. I promise. I'm sleepy.

Baby Bayo Is One

My plan was 2 just stay home today and chill, but as fate (or rather Funmi) would have it, I attended Baby Bayo's birthday party. I wasn't gonna go cause Bayo Snr. didn't tell me, but Bayo's older sistah (whose name is also Funmi) begged my own Funmi 2 be in charge of the games 4 kids. Funmi begged me 2 come, and since I had nothing doing, I went with her.

Lemme tell u the story bout Bayo: 1st of all, Bayo became our (me, Funmie, Sola, Ibukun, etc)friend when he started chasing Uju. At first she was doing shakara (don't we all?), but she later fell 4 him. 4 whatever reason sha, they broke up. Meanwhile, b4 they started dating (during the time he was still chasing her), Bayo gat this oyibo chic pregnant. The story that I heard sha is that they went 4 a party, got drunk, did it in the car, and poof! Baby Bayo was conceived. Hmmm, something tells me Bayo Snr. would not be happy with this post, but anyways...

So since Bayo and Uju broke up, the relationship bw him and the rest of us has naturally gone bad. We still talk and all that, but we don't call each other or anything like that. In fact, I don't even know his number sef. And today was the first time I ever went 2 his new house; I'm not sure, but maybe Bayo's reason 4 not inviting us is because of his history with Uju. But anyways... I sha went there either way. Of course, he tried 2 give me an xplanation like "oh, sorry I didn't tell you. I didn't even have time; in fact, I didn't know it'd be so big. I was only planning on entertaining kids..." Yeah right!!!

Anyways, Funmie and I went sha, and it was a nice event. We (adults) were not even ashamed of doing musical chairs, but unfortunately my ass got kicked out - literally. Needless 2 say, Baby Bayo is doing fine. I have 2 say that his mother is very down 2 earth (I think). She was cleaning up and helping out, even though she was the ONLY white person there. If I were in her shoes, I woulda definitely brought a black friend of mine. Anyways, I doubt if Baby Bayo knew that today was all about him.

Oh, and Funmie and I stole soooo much candy! Actually, Funmie is the one who stole the candy, but she stole it for me and her. I've still got a lot in my purse (I've actually only eaten two), so if you want some, lemme know b4 my family takes them all.

Until later sha...

Update On Skool

Well, sadly, from the looks of things, I may not be able to attend my regular skool this semester. I dunno if the devil is tryna toy with my emotions, but he musta forgotten I'm a tough cookie. When one door closes, many more will open, abi? Soooo, I'm just gonna go ahead and do my writing program. Yea, I have this online writing skool and I took their aptitude test about a year ago; since then they have been sending me letters to join the skool, but I have been declining, but it seems like I would take them up on their offer this semester.

I'm about 2 take a shower, so I can go 2 Wal-Mart (yea, every1 and their mama knows I can't get enuff of Wal-Mart). I need 2 pick up some pictures I put online 2 be printed and also get my boyfriend's lotion. Why do I have 2 get him his lotion, you ask? I dunno o. Been wondering the same thing. But you know how men are just babies, and regardless of how strong and tough they may appear to be, the fact is that they are still all babies. Baby! Baby!! Baby!!!

Ok...enuff of that. Did I tell you that my cousin (who is more like a sista) just got married on saturday, the 19th? She lives in London. I woulda liked 2 go 4 her wedding, but that crazy gal didn't even tell any1 on time. I'm not 2 surprised sha cause I've always known her 2 be crazy like that. She makes me look very sane, for real.....and I know I've got a few things missin in my head. Anyways, that's by the way.

Gotta go take a shower b4 Uju shows up. She'll be mad if I'm not ready yet. Every1 knows I take a decade 2 take a shower, so bye....

Oh, and if you care to know, I;m still writing my book. I wrote it last yesterday and I will write some more today. I'm taking my laptop 2 Uju's house - just hope I will have the chance 2 write it there sha. Anyways, that's all for now. We go dey yarn later.

Geez, I still gotta wash my panties and brush my teeth twice b4 taking the actual shower. I betta run!

Closet Make-Over

Wow! That's the first word I can say about my closet.

For months now, every time I look @ my closet, I just shriek. But today, I woke up and got rid of some stuff. The closet was so full and packed that it couldn't even close. I had clothes hanging inside the closet, purses on the top shelf, and shoes on the floor. The closet was so full that things were randomly falling off by themselves. So today, I guess I just couldn't take it anymore...especially since my bed is facing the closet, and I am forced to look @ it every time I wake up.

Anyways, after saying my morning prayer today, I boldly approached my closet and reminded it that I am the boss! In other words, I started throwing clothes off their hangers. I took so many clothes out and freed up a buncha hangers. I've never seen my closet look so happy before! The closet used to be so full that you could hide a gang of thieves in there, and no1 would ever know.

After that, I attacked my shoes. I got rid of eleven pairs of shoes. Eleven!!! (And I still have five new pairs of shoes in boxes oh). Can you imagine how much space they were taking up? And then I got rid of four purses. Boy oh boy, was I happy or what?

With all the new space I created, I was able to hang up the new clothes I bought that were still in their shopping bags. Geeeez. What is up with me??? Seriously, I've got issues. I hardly really go out. I mean, I do, but not like the average woman my age. So all these clothes I have are rarely worn. They just hang there and collect dust literally. I have thirteen pairs of sunglasses, but I really only wear like three of them...and that's just occasionally, but you cannot get me to let any of them go. I dunno how many purses I have but I really only use one. It's only occasionally that I switch to something else.

If my closet could talk, it would be singing me a thanksgiving song right now. Even now, the closet doors still can't close, but it's a lot better than before. Although, now that I have added new clothes, I guess it's almost as bad as it was before. By the time I do laundry and hang those clothes up, the closet would be one clothe away from looking like it used to. Well, at least, I know it's clothes I wear that are filling it up instead of clothes I have not worn for years!

See You Later.....

Gotta go. I'm cooking chicken which I intend to fry. Yum Yum!!

Snakes On A Plane

Sooooo....I finally saw SNAKES ON A PLANE and I did all I could not to jump out of my seat! Those snakes were straight up mean! One man went 2 pee (on d plane, of course), but he didn't see the snake in the toilet. Next thing, the snake was on his dick! Ouch!!! And one other couple was having sex in the bathroom, and one snake came in thru the ceiling. First thing it bit on was the woman's nipple. Damn!!!!! I have 2 say I felt her pain there.

Anyways, it was a good movie sha, even though I kept screaming and jumping; my heart was beating so fast mehn, I dunno how I made it outta there. Now, the next movie on my list is PULSE. I'm gonna go see it with Uju - I just don't know when.

School starts on Monday, but as at this point, I don't even know if I'm gonna go 2 skool this semester or not. Go figure. I'm serious, abi? It's not like I wanna be in school 4eva....of course not! but sometimes in life, you meet circumstances that are just beyond your control. In everything though, I have to give thanks to God. He alone knows why certain things happen. I explain them 2 people that will understand, and for others, I just say 'Oh well', cause I really don't think they will get it.

Anyways, I guess I'll let you know on monday if I'm going 2 skool this semester or not. If I am, great! And if I'm not, oh well. It's one of those things. Some day I'll look back and laugh.

We go yarn later sha. Lemme go think about my book and what is gonna happen next.

Have a very lovely day.

What Shall I Name This Post?

Before I even opened up the page to type this post, I had no idea what I wanted to write about, so I don't even know why I bothered. I guess it's just one of those things, huh? I don't have anything to tell you that you might be interested in. Should I tell you that I made a lil pot of fish-stew with just six pieces of fish (of which my mom ate four of and I ate just half of one).

Tomorrow I'm going to see the movie 'Snakes On A Plane'; I know it will be full of suspense...with all the snakes et al, but I think I might enjoy it. The only cast member whose name I can remember right now is Samuel L. Jackson. Oh well, I guess I will tell you about it tomorrow anyways.

Lemme not waste anymore of your precious time; it's not like I have anything entertaining to talk about. I'm just tryna write ... something ... anything.

Bye sha...we go yarn later.

Hugs & Kisses

My Phone Don Pafuka

Hmmm, shey I told you yesterday about my phone acting funny, abi? Well, Uju told me to wake her up @ 5am (cause I am a very reliable alarm clock), so that she can wake her boyfriend up. I set my alarm for 5am and plugged it next 2 my bed to charge. I woke up past six and my alarm didn't ring. I flipped my phone open and the light didn't come on. I turned the light next to my bed on to look on my phone, and my phone was dead. Can you imagine?

I plugged the charger in again sha but instead of charging, the thing just froze. I tried turning it off, but it wouldn't even turn off. I had to take the battery out and try 2 restart it, but it refused to come back on. After a few beatings, it finally came on.

I called my boyfriend immediately and told him that it was all his fault that my phone was pafukaing because if he hadn't been talking about gettin me another one, my phone wouldn't be dying. Anyways, since I have not had the phone for up to year, I decided to call T-Mobile to see if they will replace it but after the guy I spoke 2 told me to tell him d color of the sticker on the battery and I told him, he said the color indicated water damage which means they are not responsible for replacing it. Oh well! The phone finally charged anyways. Let's see if it will charge today or not.

Well, that's all for now. Lemme go wash the dishes.

Nite......

I Don Tire Finish

Today is just one of those days that I am tired for no particular reason. I have not done anything tiring, but for whatever reason, I am tired. I think I slept too much.

My nokia phone has been acting funny. On monday, it started acting all retarded. It became very slow. When I flip the phone open, the light doesn't come on. I really think this phone is getting to its last days. It's ridiculous cause I always take good care of all my phones; yet somehow they always manage to stop working. You should see the way Uju and Funmi treat their phones, but it never stops working. Mine is always the one that mysteriously stops working. Well, at least this one is even giving me warning. My last two nokia phones just died and never woke up again. And what made it really bad was the fact that I didn't have an address book, so I had no backup of all my numbers. Although I have to admit that I did drop this particular phone in water...but that was four months ago though. Could that be the problem now?

My boyfriend just got some really expensive nokia phone that isn't even sold in America, and this is like his third phone in one year. Think he has a phone obsession?? I think so too. Anyways, he has been talking about getting me another nokia phone (since we both love nokia dearly) but I have been hesitating because there is nothing wrong with the one I have right now, but now that my phone is messing up, I should probably let him buy that one, so that whenever this one decides to pafuka, I would have something else to start using.

Anyways, that's it for me and my phone. By the way, it was just last year that I wrote a piece about my phone. In fact,you should check it out and tell me what you think. Click HERE to read it.

Bye....

Naija Fest 2006

Where do I start? The Naija Fest was da bomb!!! Okay, I dunno wat was happening on stage (cause I really wasn't paying any attention), but seeing all those people (friends) that I hadn't seen 4 so long was really, really good.

I ate so much suya I thought my stomach will burst. I bought some for myself, but most of what I ate came from other people's plates. Gosh, being a girl is so much fun! When I bought my own suya, I had 2 buy a lot cause I was taking home for folks (mom at al), so I bought suya for $70. Even I couldn't believe I spent that much on suya (haba!). That suya man made a lotta $$, no doubt. When I told him I was buying suya for my mom, he said I should tell my mom to go to www.suyamaster.com for more suya; of course I thought he was kidding. (Certainly this suya man couldn't possibly have a website!). Out of curiosity, I decided 2 check it out, and lo & behold, he actually has a website! On his website, the suya costs $2 per stick, but @ the NaijaFest, he sold 3 for $10. The man made money oh..chei! Anyways, the good thing about this "suya master" is that he is located in D.C. which is just about 45 mins away from me. Of course, my friends and I would definitely be checkin it out.

I also got a flyer for a new Naija restaurant here in Maryland. Can't wait 2 go there. They even serve isi ewu. Yay! I haven't had isi ewu since I gat 2 this country....and that has been a very, very long time.

I took some pictures @ the NaijaFest, which I will upload later jare. I really don't feel like doing it now. I'll post them on a later post jare. Right now, I just wanna sleep.

Oh, and the trip 2 King's Dominion in Virginia was great too! I got a little tanned from being under the sun for so long, and my voice is weak cause of all the screaming I did while I was on the roller coasters. Men, they were scary!

Until then sha, we go dey yarn. Have a lovely day!

Trip To VA

Sorry I have not written in what seems like 4eva; I have been gettin ready 4 my one day trip 2 VA (Virginia). We (my friends & I) are goin to King's dominion. I'm really excited, but not really about King's Dominion. I'm excited about going there, wearin my cute new outfit @ King's Dominion, sleepin' @ a hotel dat nite, travellin back 2 Maryland on saturday, and attending the NaijaFest that same day (with another cute outfit!).

I went shoppin wit Uju 2day and that girl made me spend all I'm worth. I bought this reallllllly cute green bag, but then I don't even have anything 2 match it wit. No problem sha, I'll sort it out. I bought a another black purse from New York & Company, and I love it! Can't wait 2 lunch it on saturday.

Anyways, I'm talkin too much. As always, I will try 2 take pictures and post em for y'll 2 see. So much that isn't really a lot has been goin on in my life.

If you're paying attention, you'll know that I am in a hurry right now. Gotta go to bed cause I gotta wake up @ 6:45am to get ready. Have a wonderful day!!!

I'm not travellin wit my laptop but if I desperately need to post something, I can always do the audioblog thing which I recently signed up for. Until then sha, have a Blessed and fulfilled weekend! (I know I will).

*CHEERS*

Embarrassing Stories 1

This happened when I was nine years old. My teacher (who was born again and also my lesson teacher) had invited me and my mom to a revival service. When we got there, we got to the part of goin 2 the front of the church to "receive the Holy Spirit." My mom was amongst the many people that went to receibe the Spirit. I wasn't gonna go, but I didn't wanna look bad or look "posessed", so I decided to go.

Just as I expected, the pastor started touching people and they started falling (and some were even convulsing!...or so it seemed). Anyways, when the Pastor touched me, I wasn't knocked out by the Holy Ghost, so I decided to fake it...so that I wouldn't look evil, of course. I fell on the floor like the rest of the people that were 'touched' by the Spirit. I closed my eyes and looked like I had passed out.

The only problem was that I didn't wake up like every1 else! I slept off on the floor, and by the time I woke up, there was no one else on the floor. Every one had gotten up and gone back 2 their seats. And from the looks of things, I had been sleeping for longggggg! I was soooooooo friggin embarrassed! I'm pretty sure a lot of people knew I fell asleep on the floor. The hardest part of the whole thing was taking the walk of shame back to my seat. It felt like all eyes were on me!

Well, that's it for my embarrassing story. I will be back with more. Trust me, I do a pretty good job @ embarrassing myself. Watch out for the 2nd edition.

Have a Blessed Day!

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Six Flags' Commercial

I have been lookin' out for Six Flags's commercial on tv this summer, but 2 my disappointment, it has been no where to be found. Why? Anyways, I actually went and searched for it. Yeap, that's how bad I wanted 2 see it. I love the tune, I love the guy dancin, I love everythin' bout the commercial.

It's funny how he came down from the bus and could barely walk, but as soon as he heard the tune, he started dancing like a mad man. Well, call me a mad woman, but I have been dancin like him. I've been replaying the music and dancing to it. Men, they should use me 4 a commercial like this. Stupid commercials r the best! Who wants 2 have a serious commercial? They're boring!

Watch the commercial and notice the man that suddenly starts dancin'. It's as if he couldn't control himself....like the music just took over him. His facial expression looks as if he was just there standin on his own, and then next thing, this strange dance just took over him. Haha, mehn, I can't stop laffin.

Y'll need 2 enjoy this video the best you can. It's awesome! Thank God some1 was smart enuff 2 post it. Gosh, I gotta stop writing so I can do the six flags dance.

Enjoy!

Pepper Spray Is Quite Ugh.... Peppery!

I came 2 my aunt's house yesterday because my grandma had a doctor's appointment for today (She's always havin' them, right?). Anyways, I came here yesterday afta first goin 2 D.C.'s Farmer's market. Gosh, I hate that place!

After going there yesterday, I told Funmie that when I get married, I would be sending her on errands to Farmer's Market (since she wants 2 one day own a restaurant). She said I musta lost my mind, so I told her that if she didn't go where I sent her, I would make sure that I come 2 her house and take all the food she has....cause you know her food is bangin!

Anyways, I was here (@ my aunt's house) and we were all having a family night, so to say. We were all in the living room havin a nice time oh, and then my aunt (the unmarried one) took my bag and started looking thru it. She brought out my Mace [pepper spray] (yes, I do carry mace. You never know when one might need it!) and she was all fascinated 'bout it - dunno. Next thing, she proceeded 2 spray just a lil bit in the palm of her hand - I dunno why. As if that wasn't enough, she sniffed it and of course she started coughing non-stop. Once again, I dunno why she did a thing like that. I really cannot explain the strange behaviors of my family, 4 real.

In less than a minute, everyone in the house was coughing, includin me. Even the people upstairs were coughin sef. My grandma and other aunt were pissed as shit. The culprit herself ran upstairs in2 the room and locked the door. I could not stop laffin!!!........and coughing!!!!

Today is my fifth day wit Ms. Flow and she should really be going by now, but I think she will not be gone till tomorrow cause she started in the late hours of saturday. Oh well. As long as she is gone by the 11th when I would be travellin 2 King's Dominion in Virginia. Of course, you know I can't be wearin a bloody diaper while I'm tryna swim...not that I can swim but...

Anyways...I guess that's it for now. While I was taking a shower, I thought about something 2 add to my book. Gots 2 go now. I need 2 get a typin before I forget it.

Hugs & Kisses