Can I ....?????

Can I really leave????

I have been asking myself that question for the past few weeks since I put up my last post. My heart has been pounding with words that need to be put down in writing. I'm going absolutely nuts right now and blogging about my issues right might probably help because I have been having this funny idea of jumping into the river I pass through to work almost everyday.

I know I have made some terrible mistakes in my life. I know I have let a lot of people down especially someone. Is it exactly my fault? The person in question is never there to stop me from making these terrible mistakes when I'm about to make them but castigates me like hell when the deed is done. I feel like giving it all up now but a friend has 'hammered' it into my head that if I do anything stupid, life continues as usual for ..... and I may even be labelled as stupid if I do exactly what is on my mind.

For now, I'm also contemplating alcohol is a way out of this trying times but will it really help? I don't really know but the bottom-line is I'm freaking tired of all the bullshit going on in my lfe right now!

Do I feel better now? I think so since I have let it out a bit. This may be part of the recovery process!

I know this looks entirely stupid but I'm not editing jo!

Finally!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The time has finally come

I no longer feel safe here

I can no longer put my thoughts down here

I know I have stalkers following my every blog move

But

Can I really leave blogville?

I probably need a rebirth

Or a more quiet place

Where my thoughts can be let out in writing without any fears!!!!!!!!!!!

I may still be lurking around in a different form .......

For now

I bid this blog a final goodbye!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Winter Dialogue!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

musco: O boy this winter dey hammer body o!

'kini':Before nko?

musco: Wetin we go do to survive am?

'kini: U dey craze?no be you dey control me?

musco:Control you?!All the times you have put me into trouble nko? I have said it times without number that you absolutely have a mind of your own and you always tend yo use that against me.

'kini': LOL!!!!!!!!

musco:Sounds funny right? God dey o

'kini':lol.... whatever you say, I still keep warm down here somehow

musco: So how come you make me toss and turn on my bed each time I wake up in this terrible cold?

'kini': You already have a mindset that you can use me to keep warm especially with my twin(Do I even have a twin?)

musco: Can't I just have a decent conversation with you????? This winter is killing and as it is, you are the only one I can talk to!

'kini': You are talking to the wrong 'thing'!

The winter is here again and it seems I can't cope with the cold anymore. Last year, I was able to cope probably because I have had years of Nigerian sun burnt into my body but it seems the cold has taken it all out now. Obviously, the cold has made me started acting weird and that's why I had to engage in a conversation with 'kini'. My past posts on 'Monologues' should help to understand the 'kini' concept better.

I hope nobody crucifies me this time. Na winter cause am ...lol!

Nice to be back on blogsville.

I also stumbled on this new blog. It looks and sounds down to earth to me. Do check her out ......http://adeesco-myworld.blogspot.com/

So far ...................

I really don't know why I haven't blogged in a while. I have been kind of skeptical about blogging because my blog has been under a lot of scrutiny lately from the outside world. At a stage, I really wanted to pull down the blog but what the heck, it's my blog and this is where I put down my thoughts.

My mum is fast beginning an internet guru these days so I really need to be careful about my blogville status. The interesting thing is that my mum wants us to chat online every night now and with time I'm sure her snooping around the internet will become more intensified. I'm really trying to be careful o........... I still fear my mama small.

I have missed blogville somehow sha ....! I have also been busy trying to get a job too. Life after a masters degree isn't as rosy as the picture I had in my mind before I left the 'Jersey' shores of Naija. I don't even know if I should just pack my bags and move back to Naija or just stay put in this 'tasteless' food country. If I move back to Naija, I still need the connections to get a good job not just any job.

For my present state or due to my present state, I really wish my dad is a politician!

Getting there ....

Exactly a year yesterday, I stepped into the shores of the 'tasteless food' country. It's been a year of full of hopes, dreams and hard work. I must not forget to add .... God's favour!

The gist is ... since I met baby (I call her that), I have never done anything to really make her proud of the entity called 'musco'. So before I left, I remember vividly telling her that with this, I was going to make her proud. After I embarked on it, I had to knock myself on the head sometimes, wondering why I told her anything like that. Probably because the task ahead was damn enormous. I obviously didn't have a choice especially when I had to think about all the 'co-operative' money involved or at stake (naija pple will understand that better ...lol). A lot of things were at stake.

To a large extent, I fulfilled that dream and promise far beyond my own expectations! Should I say I have an addition to my academic qualifications? The beginning of another phase .... !

I have also been in 'looking for trouble mood' on blogsville lately. I have been terrorising Naijalines lately over Tom-Tom and I will be writing an open letter to Tom-Tom on my blog soon. I have also got gist about the new set of 'oyinbo' people I'm working with presently. I'm sure Naijalines (my dearest egbon) is seriously contemplating that knee replacement for me over .... LOL!

Deep ......!

I just have to share this....! I think the song is really deep if you really listen to the words and the 'yarns'. I have kinda listened to it for the third time already. I seem to be hooked to the song probably because it says a lot about the singer's life struggles.

With the way I'm going, I may end up setting up my own record label soon .... I think I have an ear for good naija music.

Dreams!

Over the years, the dreams have grown wings

They have flown over the seas

They were hatched across the south-western parts of naija

All the dreams want is a final berthing place

When will that be?

The wings of the dreams seem to be losing momentum now

The dreams still want to fly

The hatcher of the dreams can't wait for the next flight

It is believed they will fly again soon

The odds are so many

But the dreams will gain its wings

Not through those commercial mechanical birds

But through the resilience and determination of the hatcher!

Dreams come true .........!

Tyler Perry- Thanks!

I just finished watching 'Why Did I get Married Too' and I must confess that though tears didn't come to my eyes as most of such films make me go emotional (the crazy part of me!), it did strike a chord in me. The movie made me feel like I was watching a true-life situation probably due to the fact that the movie centered on relationships and it was played out with good acting and emotions.

I have been going through some stuff in my relationship and as at yesterday and this morning, I absolutely felt like giving up on my relationship but thanks to Tyler Perry, I'm going back to fix my relationship. If only we could all fix the problems we have in our relationships, the world obviously would be a better place. The choices we make relationship-wise either has a positive or negative impact on it. It's obvious we all can't carry our burdens alone because life is absolutely short!

If you get to read this, it may not entirely make sense to you but it has helped in gathering my thoughts together to get my relationship fixed!

''I love you baby and no matter the odds, I'm still taking the bold step with you!''

Damn! I don't even have an elaborate title for this post ...

Endowed?

I absolutely think this guy has gone nuts! I used to really like D'banj with his first album sometime in 2003/04. He was fresh and brought something different to the entertainment scene in Nigeria. Right now, I strongly feel the fame and money he never knew would come so soon has 'entered his head' and it seems the creativity he was 'endowed' with when he came on the scene is gradually running out....

What is our business if you are 'endowed below'?

Someone should please call this guy to order!

Stalker!

What does one do when a family friend who you attend a particular Christian meeting with every Wednesday back home has been reading your blog?

This gist is she has been stalking my blog since God knows when and has all the 'sexcapades' and 'monologues' I have written at her fingertips. Just wondering what it would look like sitting in their sitting room on a Wednesday evening for house fellowship and my stalker winking at me with the 'I know what you have on your blog' smile wildly on her face. Trust me, she's mischievous!

I handed in my dissertation today and hoping for the best as per the marking. It's not over until it is over!

I'm back to blogging more often again. Anybody up for some more from the 'Monologue' archives?

Another Rant ....

Right now, it's about 2.05am and I'm trying to fight nature because of the pile of books in front of me. I have got my dissertation to hand in a matter of days and I can't believe I still have loads to write and put together. Stop! I know what you are thinking .... 'Musco has been damn lazy'! I haven't been lazy , it's just that combining work and schooling in this country is crazy. On days like this, I really wish my dad was a politician and he had all the money in the world to send to me regularly so that I won't have to do all these crazy, yeye, insulting jobs but it's all good sha. Right now, from what I have been through so far, I can look up to the heavens and thank God for his faithfulness to me despite all odds. There are times, I don't deserve half of what I get because of my sins but God has just been faithful to me. I have also learnt what it really means to be a man especially when you have to fend for yourself.

I decided to put up this post because I'm feeling damn sleepy but I have to keep awake to get my dissertation done. I actually have three deadlines. The first is in a few days, the second is in January while the third is in May 2011. So you see, Musco hasn't totally been lazy besides what the heck will I be doing till May 2011 when I should be expecting my first child by then (LOL!).

Over the past few months, I have made some very wonderful friends on blogville. These friends would always be special to me no matter what. I have made up my mind to have their names on my acknowledgment page. One of them is my blog crush...... Thanks a million for being there every single day since we hooked up...I love you( not scared of saying it openly.lol) The next one is also someone very special who is always ready to talk to me even when she's at work. I can remember a particular day I felt so down and wanted to give up but she was there talking me through it. Thanks 'babes'. The last one is someone very naughty but has been a good friend too. He's always ready to give me survival tips and always ready to send me an instant message if he feels anything is wrong with me. I really wonder what it will be like to have you all in one place. Kai,that won't be a good idea because I'm not letting you guys know who my blog crush is ...lol.

Wow!I never intended writing anything close to this and I'm sorry if this post looks dis-jointed. I have this very bad habit of not editing whatever I write. It's 2.34am and I'm back to the analysis of data and drawing of bar charts and pie charts to represent it.

How I Feel ....

This song pretty sums up right now how I feel relationship wise .....

Sex on Blogville

There is something definitely wrong on blogville. Lately, I have noticed that most blogs have shifted their writings to a more sensual approach(If I can call it that?). Is it my imagination or I just have this feeling that everybody is getting sexually frustrated?

A friend and blogger thinks I'm presently sexually frustrated.

Guess this sex thing all over is just a time-bomb waiting to explode!

Rants ....

It's like 3am and haven't been able to get a grip with having a decent night rest. Something seems to be wrong. I try to figure out what it is but my head has refused to connect with what exactly the problem is. It seems the problem I had with sleeping at night some few years ago has resurrected from wherever it had gone to for its summer holiday.

With my eyes wide open, I began to think about different what it could be that has stopped my entire body from shutting down at night. I decided to do some surfing on the internet but that didn't help. I decided to read some parts of the David Beckham's autobiography (there's something special about 'golden balls' and Posh) but that also didn't take long before I got bored again. Still, sleep eluded me. I was wondering if this was probably the side-effects of taking too much energy drinks for school work like a month ago but that didn't really add up in my medical brain or dictionary.

... or could it be because I was out late last night and everything about life seemed so boring .....?

Monologues ....(4)

As a 'kini'

I misbehave a lot of times

That is a known fact!

Times I misbehave

Such as

When I respond to 'stimulus'

Different techniques are adopted

One good technique is the 'pocket saver'

My owner grabs me sideways ...ouch!

Putting me in a holding position in his pocket

As if I were a mobile phone being held in his pocket

I'm not allowed to get back into position

Until I behave!

My Crush ....

Everybody seems to want to know my crush. T.Notes and Naijalines have even attempted mentioning names with T.Notes conducting a full scaled investigation to fish out who I have a blog crush on. I have had a blog crush once and never believed I could ever have another until now.

It's been wonderful having this blog crush because it's so strange that I seem to understand someone's feelings and thoughts even though we have never met and may never meet for now at least. The last few days have been spent trying to figure out my crush better and I seem to be enjoying it even if the 'crush' never finds out.

Life itself is full of mysteries and so shall my 'crush' remain a mystery (T.Notes take note ...lol). Like Naijalines said, I have applied the 'softly softly' factor to it.

For my crush, thanks for giving wings to a heart that was already getting bored of blogville.

I don't think I need help anymore, besides it's all about blogville!

What's so Special about Sex????

This was a post I did sometime in 2008. Obviously these are times man needs a wife in this lonely world especially when the whole world seems to be full of everything sensual. Writing and talking about it makes me feel a lot better!

Here it goes ....

There are times we have to reflect on certain mysteries that have come to affect our daily lives in such a manner that keeps us wondering about the complexity of life in its entire form. There’s something extraordinary about this 3-letter word that makes me borrow a line from a traditional praise-song poem to sufficiently describe it:

“… One sees and points towards with all one’s fingers.”

What’s so special about SEX that makes everybody want to talk about it? This assumption might not be generally acceptable because even with the advancement of technology and a lot of stuff that has now come to stay, a lot of people especially in religious quarters still don’t want to talk about it. If you have never thought about the true essence of SEX and all the mystery that surrounds it, maybe we should all spend a few minutes after reading this to critically examine if there’s really a mystery surrounding this word.

Have u ever wondered why husbands cheat on their wives because of sex and vice-versa?

Have u ever wondered why parents find it so difficult to talk to their children about sex?

Have u ever wondered why a whole lot of us can’t wait until we get married before we experiment with sex?

Have u ever wondered what the world would look like if God activates our hormones on our wedding night?

Have u ever wondered why it is believed that sex affects our destinies?


My thoughts and contribution towards making the world a better place!

HELPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!

Helpppppppppppp!

I'm having another blog crush!

... Tag!

I was tagged some few days back by T.Notes ( Who I can't seem to refuse). This may help in bringing out the real me! Let's see how it goes ...

Right now I'm feeling ..... like spending the rest of this year just in the arms of the 1 I love!

When I'm alone I feel like .... getting this stage of my life done with as soon as possible!

When I'm surrounded by people .... I usually just want to go inside that shell that I seem to have carved out 4 myself.

One thing I hate is .... being taken for granted!

One thing I really like about myself is .... that a lot of my friends and family think they know me but they absolutely don't and may never will for a while.

When I'm feeling sad .... I just want to cry to feel better. The tears help you know, even though I'm a guy.

When I daydream it's usually about .... my dream-house, cars and having my own family!

I'm afraid of .... all my dreams not coming true and making the same mistake my only sister made.

I'm happiest when .... there's absolutely nothing to worry about.

One thing that really worries me is .... my sexual appetite!

If I could change one thing about myself it would be ... the shape of my head!

If I could be with anyone right now, I would be .... the only woman in my life right now that makes my heart beat faster than ever.

The family member I'm closest to is .... none! yeah ... I know I'm weird

If I was really honest with my Mother I would tell her .... I had already started experimenting with sex before she warned me not to.

One thing I regret about my life is .... going into all those relationships I wasn't really emotionally ready for.

If I only had one more day to live I would .... I would spend time with GOD seeking HIS face

If I was really honest with my father I would tell him .... I can't believe I'm missing him.

One thing about me that nobody knows is .... this one is personal o.Like T.Notes said, it's no longer a secret if I let it out. Besides, I have let out enough secrets already.

I hope that Someday in the future .... I will be in a position where I will help to make Nigeria a better place than this 'tasteless food' country.

When I think about my family I feel .... I really need to make them proud more than ever and take the family name to greater heights.

Something I'm really embarrassed about is .... doing the most craziest odd jobs since I got here to survive!

One thing about me I never want to change is .... My heart. The ladies say I have a good heart ..lol

One thing I feel really proud of is ..... the fact that I'm a step closer to getting a master's degree.

Blogsville has helped me to .... vent out my thoughts, pains, joy and creativity

One thing I like about blogsville is .... the fact that I seem to have more virtual(blogville) friends than I have in real life.

Monologues (Cont'd)

There are different impressions about me

Some say I rise first thing in the morning

Some say it's so dangerous 4 a 'V' to be close by early in the morning

The myths surrounding me have been consistent since creation

It is even believed I'm easily moved by what I see

Some of these myths are right

Some are wrong

I have a mind of my own

My escapades speak for it itself

My siblings have added in no small measure to every population

At least I still do some good

Despite the huge criticism I face

I know some love me

I know some hate me

All in all, the world and the entire woman race can't resist me

I have my up and downs too

As soon as I discovered my self and what I could do

Life has been so difficult

Even times when I try to maintain the so-called celibacy posture

Mr. Chairman keeps sending signals through the brain to me

Which I pick up instantly without having to tune in to any channel

The happiest time comes

With the surge and spill

That absolutely makes the BP oil spill an absolute child's play!

I have had so many reactions to the 'Monologue' series. As at last night, someone who ventured to my blog asked what I was thinking when I wrote the first series with this question - 'Were you horny?'. Special thanks to all those who seem to get the creativity behind my imagination of giving the 'kini' a voice. T.Notes took up my challenge of doing his own version of the 'Monologues' by coming up with a play version (Great job & ...thanks for the publicity!)

Will there be a need for more series or parts?

Na wa 4 bloggers jare!

I have read with keen interest the comments made on my last post which I have decided to pull down probably because of the hypocrisy hidden in some of the comments and the entire mis-judgement of the 'Monologues'.

I have read worst things on blogville and I don't think I have overstepped my boundaries. It's my blog and like Naijalines said, I can blog on whatever I like.

All I wanted to do was give a voice to 'kini'(as some have labelled it) and imagine what it would sound like if it had a mind of its own. It was all about creativity!

My days on blogville are definitely numbered!

From the Archives ....

I just have a hunch that me and Naijalines would be doing something again together very soon. Even though she hasn't given her consent and doesn't have an idea on what we will be working on yet, I sort of went back to the archives to dig this out. This was actually posted sometime in 2008. The part 1 was on her blog while I was given the rare privilege to have the part 2 on my blog.

This is the Part 2 of the joint post 'Jambite' - posted on Naijalines' blog several weeks back. I must confess that Naijalines has been a great friend,sister,motivator and virtual crush (this started when she started the virtual crush craze on blogville) since my sojourn into blogging began. I must also remind you that Naijalines and I graduated from the same university and same department(great coincidence) but I must also mention that she graduated in the 80s while I graduated sometime in 2007 (Naijalines,I prostrate in deep respect!).
From our contributions, I hope you will be able to appreciate the different periods and time span.


MUSCO
200 level created other ‘levels’ for cousin & I
We joined the league of BQ boys
Though we had to pay through the nose for it
We moved in and everybody thought we were rich guys
But we actually lived like normal guys drinking garri & cooking beans(once in a while)

U.I had become so conservative
Everywhere was silent & deserted after 9pm
Nothing interesting was happening on campus
Triangular life was the way
Class-Hostel-Fellowship
There was no main joint in the whole campus where students could hang out
After 9pm, you were at risk of getting your phone snatched
Security became a big issue

We defiled all odds
Moving around at odd hours wasn’t a big deal for us
The roads leading to female halls Idia & Awo knew us well
Apart from visiting the girls
The English Premiership & Champions League made Awo Hall a delight to visit
After visiting the girls & watching football
We branched at Iya John’s in front of Idia Hall to fill the stomach for dinner
This woman was a jack-of-all food
She sold everything from moi-moi, fried yam, akara, bread to fried meat
The table used for selling became a meeting point for many on campus
Girls were chased & toasted while akara was being sold & bought .

In my last two years in the premier University
I got involved in a relationship that generated a lot of gossip
A lot of friends believed
I was too cool and smooth for the relationship
It didn't work out in the end
I learnt my lessons though.

The club boys made Friday nights interesting with their convoys
Their penchant for lining up their cars in front of Idia & St.Annes added a little bit of life
Never went to a convoy party until after my final exams in U.I
We were still on the move to the party venue at 1a.m
Girl I was supposed to go with
Came to the take-off point with me but ended up
Zooming off in another guy’s car.


NAIJALINES
As a female stalelite, there was only one way out if you wanted a social life.
When bobos ask you if you're a jambite
Better say yes or you're dust
You see...a stalelite is like an adelebo*{1}
You are yesterday's news
So if you really like a toasterYou paro fun ni o*{2}
Then later ti o ba ti gba ti e*{3}
You drop the bombshell...gently

The same thing goes for party invitations
Do not tell guys the 'S' word
If you don't want to become party woodliceA.k.a. unwanted infestation
Lie, lie, lie if you want to go to the 'happening' parties in town.

I never really understood the 'discrimination' against stalelites
Except that guys liked fresh blood a.k.a journey just come
You see it was an advantage to guys
Particularly those with the worst reputations
If the girl does not know a boy is 'bad', she may not be on her guard
And so she becomes game a.k.a prey to the hungry lions

I remember Dr (Mrs) Ogunyemi
Our English Prose and Feminism Lecturer
Boy, she was good!
Her passion gave feminism a vibrant following
Boys frowned, girls cheered.
We danced with joy to Elizabeth's strength of character in Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice
We were all too aware of the injustice and oppression in Buchi Emecheta's Second Class Citizen...
so shocking...
Sexism in Nigeria's igbo culture intermingled with racism to become a woman's nightmare in far away England.
To this day, those two books remain staple favourites in my library

I remember Dr Ashaolu
Our English Poetry and African Drama lecturer
Everyone loved his lecturing style, his calm gentle manner
He was also my supervisor for my final thesis
It was a wonderful experience
I did not let him down. I did well.

I remember sharing a room with born again christians in my 3rd year
Actually they were cool once they realised I wasn't the fellowship type
I did my thing, they did theirs
My boyfriend was off to NYSC then
He was 2 years ahead of me
For some reason he thought it would be a good idea for us to take a 'break'
A.k.a. this is my year to sleep around before I come back to you
I did not argue. He had his 'break'.
By the time he came back, someone else was filling in, covering his 'break'
He was livid, I was amused.
"What's the matter?" I asked
"I thought you wanted a break, did you have fun?"
"It wasn't that sort of break", he snapped.
Anyway, he gave me an ultimatum
I broke up with the other guy
We got back together.
In hindsight it was a mistake
Ah...we learn, we learn.
A year later I broke up with Mr Ultimatum
We were meant to travel together to the UK and get married
We didn't make it
Such is life
Many girls had the same experience with 'NYSC break -up strategy'
Boys were so stupid then. Are they still like that now?

Uni experiences do shape and prepare one for the adult world
So much is learnt about oneself and relationships with others
The stalelite says goodbye to teenagehood and hello to full adulthood
Unfortunately, adulthood does not come with an instruction manual
You have to find your way.

Translations - Yoruba to English:
1. Adelebo - Married woman (just 'poetic licence' - no sexism intended or to be inferred)
2. You lie to him
3. Later when he's really into you

Link: www.naijalines.blogspot.com/jambite

Monologues (1)

Most times

They say I control myself

Women believe that once I wake up from slumber

I can hardly think straight

I stay awake till I get what quenches my thirst

It is even believed

I'm moved by what I see

Although I believe it's more of a myth than reality

I still believe I have a mind of my own

Which makes it difficult for my 'owner' to control sometimes

There are times I wonder why I wield so much power

But I'm at peace because I know Heaven brought me to fore for a purpose

Yes! I was definitely part of the creation story or ...

Created for a particular reason

I know certain women purposely provoke me with their dressing

They have woken me up from slumber in public places

They have made my 'owner' send messages to me from the brain

I try to resist most times especially when I had been warned earlier

Somehow, it's just so difficult for me to resist a challenge

I have been put to test so many times

I really wonder what state I would be now if ...

There could be more depending on the reactions I get from this. It's sort of interesting to be able to view things and issues from another perspective. I can't wait to read comments!

I'M Lonely!

The last few days have been hectic for me not necessarily because of school work but because everything is beginning to look so bleak. One of the reasons I think things seem to be going this way is either because I'm homesick or because I'm missing someone so special to me. It gets difficult more and more everyday. This feeling is gradually driving me crazy .....!

The annoying part of all these is the fact that different thoughts are beginning to come to mind on how exactly I can kill some part of the loneliness. I already got into trouble once(woman-wise) and I'm honestly trying to run away from trouble this time.

Guess this is the only place I can push out my feelings and feel a little better.

Do I need help?

D' Banj & 9ice Videos

A quick one ....!

Both D'banj and 9ice came out with new videos this week and I have continually watched the videos over and over to pick my best. My hobby of trying to pick the flaws of naija musical videos just won't let me rest. I must confess I'm a great fan of naija hip-hop music(at least the ones that make sense) but I only try to turn on my critical side for videos where we have the least display of boobs and not too much sexual content.

As per D'banj's video (Fall in Love) despite the general acceptance of the video just because he kissed Mrs D'banj( ah ... dem never marry nw), I absolutely feel there's still something missing in the video. My first critic of the video stems from the opening scene where D'banj's first few words after coming out of the shower were in 'broken' English ... haba! It just made him look so 'razz' beside Genevieve. I also wonder when naija artistes will learn to come up with a video almost immediately after a song is released because doing a video almost immediately with the song gives it a better hype than doing the video a year later. They should learn from Olu Maintain's 'Yahooze' video and 9ice's 'Gongo- Aso'. The videos never lived up to expectation because they came out almost a year after the songs were released. If they had been released almost simultaneously with the songs, they would have been generally accepted or too much flaws with the videos wouldn't have been seen.

9ice's 'No be Mistake' video seems to be rocking my heart. Though it had some element of 'copycat' from other videos at the beginning, it pulled the strings after that till the end. The photographer character added something different to the usual party scenes we are already used to in naija videos. Big ups to 9ice for doing this video not too far from when the song was released. I'm sure he learnt a big lesson from the 'Gongo -Aso' video.

'No be Mistake' say I don turn Naija musical video critic.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EL5jRXT-ZhA&NR=1

My Thoughts ....

I'm definitely getting tired of young Nigerians trying to put the blame of everything on government. Fine, we all know that our government have been hopeless over the years but the fact remains that every of us has contributed to making Nigeria have the same kind of re-cycled leaders. Since I was born in the early 80s, Nigeria has gone from bad to worse. We haven't had a leader that has done anything spectacular in making things better for the country. All we have had so far are just politicians who take joy in killing each other and enriching their pockets. With all these, I still believe Nigeria isn't a failed state yet.

Presently, the young generation has started speaking out with one voice against bad governance but it seems and obvious that the marches to Aso Rock and other places will never be enough. The politicians already know who will be the next President of our great country. I'm sure they even have the next political landscape agenda for Nigeria in the next 20 years figured out. Even if we youths cry out and march till tomorrow, it may never amount to giving us good leaders.

This has been raging inside my head as a solution ... it may sound stupid but I think it makes a lot of sense. The young generation should start a political party and give proper opposition to the political parties. Let people like Fela Durotoye and other notable names in his category be put forward as the presidential candidates, even if he doesn't win, to a large extent the old politicians will know that the young generation means business!

The marches will never be enough because that won't change anything!

..... just wondering - why can't I ever leave my thoughts in my head?!

'Welcome to Lagos' - My take!

I must confess that I was bitter and still a little bit bitter when the 'Welcome to Lagos' documentary on BBC2 preview came up on my TV screen. The first question I asked and I believe all Nigerians should ask is -'who gave the BBC crew visa to enter the country and shoot the documentary?'. I'm so sure the BBC would have requested for visas to enter the country and would also have brought in their equipment and gadgets for the shoot/documentary, so questions should have been asked by the Nigeria officials about their mission and what exactly they had come to Nigeria to do. This absolutely calls for concern because the UK Border officials would never have allowed NTA to come and shoot the 'slum-side' of the UK. If they won't allow us to do this in their country, why should we allow them to come over to Nigeria and show our bad side to the whole world? BBC should run documentaries on successful people in Nigeria too instead of going about looking for 'Naija' dump-sites!

The beauty of the documentary stems for the fact that the characters of the documentary played a prominent role through their narration even though their was still a voice-over. I felt proud to be a Nigerian because despite the fact that the government would never provide for its citizens, we will do anything(the right-way) to carve a niche for ourselves even if it means making a living out of a dump- site!

Special thanks to BBC for making the whole world realise that Nigerians would always notice a gap in any business through which profit can be made.

NTA and other TV stations in Nigeria should take a cue from this on how proper documentaries can done instead of making documentaries that normally lures one to sleep(NTA please take note!)

N.B: Had to do this post in a rush, I've got loads of essays to write and I just had to put this up before it flies away from my head. Please, bear with me if this post is full of errors because I won't be proof-reading!

Something About You ....!

For the special one I wake up thinking about every morning!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kyoPgWJrfIo

Great song, simple video but really cool. I can't stop myself playing this song all over in my head.

The Women in my Life

This post has probably been inspired by the fact that I got tired of seeing all those horror pictures people have been putting on FB and really wanted to get my mind off them.

..... the women in my life!

I don't see myself as a 'womaniser' but people have told me more than once that I have the eyes of one. I believe people are just funny with this assumption because the people that have said this have never seen me talking to a woman or 'toasting'(did I ever toast the ones I went out with?) one. Before you start thinking or having the wrong ideas, I have only one woman in my life right and she's definitely going to be the last and only woman in my life.

The first woman was in secondary school. I was definitely too young for a relationship so it was really easy to let go.

The second was in-between after secondary and university. We somehow never went out but we remained good friends.Several years later, she claims she was really dying for me but I never had the 'liver' to ask her out.

Third was in the university. I remember vividly seeing her for the first time in LIN 121 class. I practically chased her for a year before things went down between us. Somehow along the heart, she broke my heart. 2010- She says I never totally forgave her and wonder what it will be like right now if we were still together. My cousin and roommate for three years believes till today I never got over her.

Fourth, still in the university. We both knew from the beginning it was a risky venture but we still went ahead. A lot of people felt we were from two different worlds. Two years later, one of us had to be strong, I broke her heart for the benefit of both of us.

2007, I made my final choice!

.... the problem is, I still relate with these other women very well but sometimes I really wish I don't ... to avoid trouble for all of us.

Is it really safe putting up this post?

Weird!

With the few months I have spent in this 'unpredictable weather & tasteless food' country, I am getting fed up and pissed with listening to the news and reading the newspapers(at least I get to read free newspaper on the bus & wondering what it would like to get to read Punch or Guardian for free on a BRT bus in Lagos) everyday and noticing that people are either being murdered or killed for no just reason. Almost everyday, I read stuffs that gets me scared even when I walk down the street or inside the bus for the fear of being attacked by someone that has been watching too much of serial-killing films or just for the fun of it. As I write this, I am beginning to imagine sitting inside the bus tomorrow with another of such case staring up in my face or the discovery of another dead body somewhere.

This is why I'm pissed.......!

In the last few months, I have come to realise the media has so much influence on the minds of the people. This might not be totally true but to a large extent I think the media does judging from TV shows like Eastenders, X Factor e.t.c in terms of followership. If something needs to be done to stop the sudden disappearance of people who most times end up found dead, a whole week should be dedicated to showcase some of these tragedies and the effects it has or will have on the society instead of showcasing adverts always full of naked people or sexual undertones!

A more collective society should be encouraged. From a 'Naija' perspective, living an individualistic life is definitely not in our roots. It's so interesting that we can leave the keys to our house in the neighbours house for other members of the family to pick up. Here, you can live in your house for ten good years without even ever saying 'good morning' to each other. So how do you know if your neighbour is in trouble or needs help? Even when you know he/she needs help, you 'jejeli' mind your own business.

Wetin concern me sef?

For now .....

For now, I may be off for a while ....!

A lot of things are really going on in my mind right now and my quest of getting a postgraduate degree isn't as easy as I thought. The next few months are really going to be hard and I have so many deadlines to beat in the next few months that I don't even know where to start from.

To be on the safe side, I'm trying to let go of so many things such as blogging,Facebook and Yahoo messenger ASAP! I must confess these three things have been the only things that have kept me closer to home in times when the cold has made me long for my bed in Naija. I'm beginning to realize that being far away from home isn't something I'm ever going to get used to in a while. The excitement of being here is gradually fading away .....!

Special thanks to Naijalines and Parakeet who have tried to encourage me to feel at home virtually. Looking forward to ....... some day!

.... for now, the work ahead is enormous and I have learnt so many things from my mistakes in the last few months as per school work. I need to let go but in times when I'm down, I will definitely be coming here for words of encouragement and strength though true strength comes only from the GREAT ONE above who created us all.

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I MISS U .....!

The excitement of being here is gone

I look back to the times we shared before I left

The car drives with no particular destination in mind

Holding of hands over the car gear

The stolen hugs whenever everybody was around

I miss the 'efo' that made coming to your house an almost everyday affair

...... the fights that only made our love deeper

......the beauty of your smile that made me a complete man

I MISS U SO MUCH!