12/23/2007 – Yesterday

December 24, 2007

Yesterday was me sipping on Champagne mamosa, Yellow Tale Merlot, Estrella Pinot Noir and munching on brucshetta on some garlic toasted bread, pastels, calluloos, lobster salad, crab cake, pasta with some shrimp and mussle sauce…. 

Yesterday was me running in hills and a slightly loose pencil skirt carrying my dented Nicole Miller Umbrella and a brown sued bag… probably high on food and drinks and completely color dis-coordinated as I ran out of the Starbucks to College Avenue.   

Yesterday was me dazed and sick to my stomach as I hopped in and out of a cab aimed for the door to the bathroom to use the Listerine, change into my PJs and cuddled restlessly in bed and begged for sleep to carry me. 

Yesterday was love because love was shown to me. 


to resolve?

December 21, 2007

Here’s a little fun fact for you; do you know that The Pantone Color Institute announced its choice of blue iris, No. 18-3943, as the color of the year? Dude, I didn’t even know that there was an institute for this type of things….If you want more info, google The Pantone Color Institute and I’m sure you’d get a wealth of information. Another fun fact – or movie tip – Sweeny Todd, the movie about the serial killer barber, got good reviews. So if you are not disgusted by morbid sights, be sure to checkirout.

I have never been fond of making New Year resolutions because I thought it was almost impossible to actually realize them; but I am a little different this year. However, instead of calling it New Year resolution, I’d call it MY SUPER DUPER 2008 CHECKLIST – quite original, innit? So what’s on my checklist….

1.        Learn to speak Spanish

2.        Take all my pending exams

3.        Travel to a country I have never been to

4.        Go to Motherland

5.        Be a better friend, sister, lover, daughter…and all that mushy stuff

6.        Take a dance or/and sketch class

It’s not too long so I think I should be able to pull it off…all things being equal. I’d try to keep you posted as time goes on and inform you of any progress I’ve made. This is so much fun already.  I’m even more motivated to get it done simply because I’m putting it out there.



December 20, 2007

Good morning my neighbor!  

Wetin dey? How body? I left my cell/mobile phone at home, so my apologies to CBK – I really did plan on replying your text message and this is what I would have sent; “Hey, what’s up now? You no know say I get work? How you go dey text person for 1:03am…J anyhow sha, I’m good. Hope you feel much better”.

Its Thursday morning…there is work to be done but nothing that I can’t handle. I just want to take a break to hail my people and show the love that you all always show me. I feel so good today men…its amazing how a conversations can make you feel so much better. I’m happy I have wonderful people in my life.  

Question: Do you think I should get into the gift giving mode? Christmas for me is about going to the midnight mass and just chilling for the rest of the day…I never really got into the habit of buying gifts. For instance, Nogs just got me a nice bag and I wanted to give her a $20 CVS gift card in return (don’t judge me o – what is it? every chic needs toothpaste and deodorant jare). Since she is my sister, I figure I should do something extra special…but I think I’d rather catch her unawares as opposed to giving her something now…abi? Come to think of it, the gift card isn’t such a bad idea…it might even be worth more than the bag …hmm 😛

Hilarious … thnx to craigslist

December 19, 2007

fancy being lavished during the holidays?

Reply to: pers-513328535@craigslist.org
Date: 2007-12-18, 3:10PM EST

the holidays suck. i never thought that i’d ever say that but this is the first time in my life as an adult that i don’t have a girlfriend to share in the experience with and it sucks. bad. 3 weeks ago i came home from a night out for steaks and cigars with some of the guys from my office to find that she had cleaned out her drawer in my custom made oak dresser and left a note on my viking stove that simply said “i’m done.” i’ve been texting her like 10 times a day but i haven’t heard from her since.

what sucks even more about it is that i just got word from my boss at GS this morning about how much my bonus is going to be this year. wanna guess?


and you’d think i’d be happy, right? WRONG! i mean with so many people out there whose lives are so less meaningful because they only make 60 or 70k a year, how could i not be happy? well, think about that for a minute. what use is three quarters of a million dollars per year in income if you’ve got nobody to share it with, nobody to lavish with flowers and designer bags and shoes and dinners at places like per se, nobu and babbo? what good is the new condo on the west side when i’ve got nobody to sit out on the balcony to look out over the river and drink egg nog with during the holidays.

most importantly, what use is a 15 foot fraser fir christmas tree if i’ve got nobody to put presents underneath it for?

so what am i looking for, you ask? someone to share all of this with at christmas, that’s what. i’m out of the office all of next week and i’m going to go crazy all by myself in my huge, shiny new condo. all i ask is that you’re reasonably cute and willing to reciprocate my kindness and generosity by keeping me warm on these cold winter nights. i don’t even care if you’re jewish or some other religion that doesn’t celebrate christmas because my parents will be in france and will never find out. together we’ll go out for amazing dinners, we’ll go shopping together, we’ll drink great wines and at the end of the day we’ll get each other off fabulously.

finally, you need not worry about not being attracted to me. i’m 28 years old and i’ve still got the same looks/physique that i had when i wrestled in college and have had a certain part of my anatomy compared to a baby’s arm. i am also quite charming.

so what are you waiting for?



I don’t know

December 15, 2007

Where is the line between convenience and comfort? How can you tell?

These days, every moment brings questions and uncertainties but then again I guess nothing is ever certain. If things were, there would be no victories – how can one savor victory when they already know from the on set that they would be the victor? But given all these things that people have accepted as rule, why is it that we are still expected to take chances but within familiar territory…you are allowed to do anything as long as it is within the confines convenience and if you failed, at least you failed within the confines of convenience. Nevertheless I am not going to rule out the fact that experiences shape our perception.

Take for instance a Hindu married couple and their daughter – the husband cheats, the wife cheats and the marriage fails. The daughter, out of upbringing and is exposed to different religions and cultures, she decides to get married to a Christian not to spite anyone but her parents disagree – “misfortune would befall you, you wouldn’t be happy, pick any Hindu out there, any!” Her parents were both Hindu, but that didn’t help the marriage, it didn’t stop the pain, tears and headaches. 

The future is bleak and scary and no one knows what it holds. In spite of all, I want to brave the omnipresent uncertainties and do what I believe in. Faith should overcome all questions and doubt, hope should pave the way to happiness and with love there is no need to fear the unexpected – remember that the unexpected isn’t always bad.


December 12, 2007

See me see trouble…on my quest to look pretty-er, I decided to go thread my brows o. As per since I am a chic that represents (that kin ting). I left work at about 5:30 and decided to walk northbound to fulton street. I had discovered this small spot where they thread brows and the chics actually do a good job for $7 which is better than some places in the village and 34th street. So I walk up to water street and then up on broad street and pass wall towards fulton area sha. That is how I decided to cut through maiden lane to hit broadway (I’m a downtown champion). On maiden lane I found this other threading place….smaller, cute, $7 so I figure, what the hell, I might as well get it done here.  I walk in, smile and say “hello, I’d like to thread my brows…” I’m told to sit down so I take off my hat and loosen the scarf around my neck, bend my head and prepare to receive the pain. Those who thread know that its painful – yes it looks good at the end of it all but each time I thread I remember a scene from Grease when Frenchie tells Sandy, “Beauty is pain”. The lady proceeds and I’m like, okay this isn’t too bad – moments later I was begging to differ.  To make issues slightly irritating, the chic threading my brows said, “do you want to thread your lips too?”. YEPA! Insult! “…you have hair there” – I felt like telling her WAKA, but I decide to be civilized by saying “no…thank you, maybe next time”. But this chic is quite relentless and she goes on telling me about the first time she threaded hers and how she still threads them today. See me see wahala – na by force? – I said I don’t want. She still goes and on and on and when she realized that she was fighting a lost cause she tries to pass a guilt trip, “Its your choice”.. almost suggesting that she is doing me a favor.  She did a neat job on the brows though – I have to give it to her. To top it off she said I had pretty eyes and I was like, “why, thank you!”

It was now time to pay. My wallet wasn’t in my bag. Okay – trouble. No money anywhere…trouble o. I’m almost stammering now and I tell her to pardon me while I rush back to my job to look for my wallet. I left my bag with her so she wouldn’t think that I was trying to pull a fast one. I was so confused…I was practically shouting “Jesus O!…my life, where is my wallet o”. I knew well that it wasn’t at work. I didn’t use it at all today – I brought in lunch and I used my freedom pay for my breakfast. Nevertheless I decided to run back to work just to check…So edede starts sprinting…the ground is wet and slippery…I was hysterical, talking to myself…financial district became confusing, like I didn’t know my way around…my friends at work had since ja so the prospects of loaning $10 seemed slim. I started plotting ways to run away or get myself out of this mess. What if the woman puts up a sketch of me – “Wanted! Girl with Pretty eyes and Mustache” – that would be a mess. What if I gave her my wrist watch…or wrote an IOU (in NY? I highly doubt it)…what to do, what to do? I finally get to work and my wallet isn’t there. I called COS…

COS – Hello

Me – I need $10

COS – why?

Me – I lost my wallet jare. I threaded my brows and I don’t have money to pay

COS – meet me at my job in 20 mins…is that enough time?

Me – ehn…actually, make it 15 min.  I will run. 

I sprinted from work to the GS building close to the South Street Seaport. For someone who hasn’t gymed in a while, I was in good shape…Omo, I got there in 6 mins (as in f’real men). So I’m waiting cos I am way too early. COS finally comes down and I’m smiling…He takes one suspicious look at me and says “are you sure you are not trying to play me?”….I’m not sure why I have this reputation, but let me set the record straight, I am not a swindler, or wayo wayo. I collected the $20 from him and ran back to the salon to pay the chic.  

The battle is half over cos I don’t know where my wallet is…I think about the stuff in it…$20, my credit cards, bank cards, express and gap card, license, alumni card. Funny enough I’m not too bothered and I hop on the train and started reading The Devil and Miss Prym. Next stop 110 st…I got off, now I was weak…I breathing felt funny. I wasn’t sure if it was the anxiety or the cold. I got home and I tiptoed into my room and I didn’t even turn on the light (it was as if I was trying to set a mood) …I try to scope around for something that looks like a wallet – nothing. Out of frustration, I turned on the light, almost resolved to call the banks and cancel my cards. That is how I found the wallet…under one of my hats. J . What relief – it was quite adventurous though.  

Camaraderie Update and Other Sturves

December 11, 2007

Dearest! Its been a minute men! I’ve missed you sha. Anyhow I figured I should give you some motherland updates before I proceed to rant my usual rantings – so here you have it.  

Nigeria has cancelled a contract with Siemens and suspended dealings with the German telecoms firm pending an investigation into bribery allegations. www.bbc.com

Ecobank for the third quarter of 2007 has grown its total assets by over 64 per cent to U.S.$4.96 billion, when compared with the corresponding period in 2006. www.guardiannewsngr.com

Power Holding Company of Nigerian (aka new NEPA) raised a 12-point agenda aimed at making ongoing efforts by the Federal Government to reform the power sector a huge success. www.guardiannewsngr.com

Back to me. Mennnnnnnnnn where do I start? Many rubbish has been happening sha. Not like rubbish rubbish cos I try to be careful not to get myself into too much shenanigans. Actually, come to think of it nothing really serious went down – just life, raw and unprecedented as usual. So I wrote my exam – God be the glory. I can’t tell y’all where I stand there sha. All I know is it is done and that I went into a slight coma immediately I got home from Columbia – my psyche went on vacation. Too much freaking time and nothing to do – I couldn’t even stop feeling guilty when watching TV (which kin craze??) Anyhow, I am back to bizwax thanks to junk mail, jollof rice and a fusion of sierra mist and squeezed lemon juice.

I’ve been trying to pick up a new habit (besides sewing, crocheting, cooking casserole dishes and learning Arabic – which didn’t turn out to be anything); books. I want to read more books – expand my horizon. I just finished reading Veronika decides to Die by Paulo Coehlo and I think it’s a really cool book – its actually a book about redemption (it says so on the cover) and I would recommend it to anyone… I don’t know why the book was placed in the metaphysical section at borders sha – they made omolomo go about looking for it, but that is besides the point.  Another book by Coehlo is The Alchemist – probably one of the most engaging books I have read – that’s a must read. The cool thing about reading books is that I get to learn cool stuff. Did you know that there is a clock in Italy that moves anti-clockwise and that the capital of Slovenia is Ljubljana…I might not need to use this information but I think its uber-cool to know.  

What else? I got to see my other nephew. He is so cute. Babies are cute anyways…you really can’t tell how they’d turn out just yet. But I’m sure my booboos will grow up to be studs….as in, forgerit. Like Noggy would say; these babies are single but not ready to mingle and I am a little scared for them as I might end up turning out to be the hyper critical aunty – just like one of my aunts (hehe).  On another note, I cancelled my gym membership – damn skippy. Homegirl is kindda broke right now…my black Friday purchases cramped my account. I have been having these reflex urges to scream just because it might make me feel better. To make issues worse, my taste has propelled astronomically and now I cant stand kwe-kwe tings – my sturves are becoming popping with each biweekly pop into my BofA ac.. namean (on some coded levelz).

Nogs wants us to go to Woodbury commons but nna men the thing dey fear me. Last time I went there I caused damage and unless someone is doing jamboree for me then I’m not sure I want to be spotted on that side of town. My vacay is coming up soon too…not sure what’s gonna go down… I have from xmas to jan 2nd….whoopie. Hopefully I’d do somthin kewl if not, I’d just get Indian movies and imbibe myself in bollywood – might just learn some sweet dances (awesomely pathetic). Aiight peeps…be good…Peace.