Friday, May 30, 2008

Even though

You are not my type
You are too quiet
You eat cheese
You don't like to read
You think my tastes in movies suck
You are a morning person
You chew gum with your mouth open
You don't like to wear suits
You don't experiment with foods
You watch too much football
You don't understand why I don't like football
You are too close to your mother
You want too many children
You don't understand why I don't want children
You watch Flavor Flave
You watch discovery health
You listen to country music
Your car is always in a state
You are untidy
You think I am a neat freak
You are too tall
You understand the stock exchange
You play chess
You think I am too gra-gra
You don't understand why I don't like your friends
You think my friends are phony
You want me to keep natural hair
You don't know how to cook
You drive too slow
You think agricultural conventions are cool
You think my fashion trade shows are boring
You secretly want to be a traditional farmer
You don't know that I know
You don't know that I don't mind, as long as I never have to lift the hoe
You think I cannot sing
You don't understand why I think you cannot sing either
You think I drive too fast
You think I have too many male friends
You don't know that they all respect you
You are not my type
You don't like fish
You don't like Lagos
You want me to come and live in Enugu
You don't know that I have already decided to come with you
You don't know that I am messing with you
You don't know how much I love you
So, even though you are not my type
Yes, I will marry you

gra-gra : agressive

Sunday, May 25, 2008

Thursday, May 22, 2008

14th and Serenity arrives

14th and Serenity arrives Monday, 26th May 2008...

Sunday, May 18, 2008

A difference of thirty minutes

I told him to call at 6.00 pm my time

It would have been midnight his time.

I told God that if he didn't, then he was not the one for me.

He called at 6.30 my time.

I told God that it was only thirty minutes. Afterall, one had to consider the time difference between us.

Three months later, I was tired, hurt and broken.

I asked God why?

He said "But child, I did not choose him for you. You did. The one for you was to call at 6.00"

And He was right.

Cos I had told him to call at 6.00 my time

And he had called on his time

And it resulted in a waste of my time


SEE HERE........

Monday, May 12, 2008

Water under the Bridge

G.B? Is that you?


*clapping* It is a lie. So this is you?

*Looking at self* Yes

How have you been?

I have been well. And you?



Everyone is doing just fine...

Thank God.

Girl but you are hard o....

How do you mean?


What about Njideka?

I thought she was your friend?

She was.

Then why weren't you there? I mean, no matter what happened between the two of you, you should have been there.

There was no place for me there.

How can you say that? Ehn, all her friends were there. We all came to support her family.

*shrugging* Well, what can I say...

At least for the kids.

You of all people should know why I was not there.

What do you mean?

Miriam, if there is one thing that I do not like, it is dishonesty. How can you be asking me what I mean? Infact, how can you stand here and pretend you don't know what happened?

I beg your pardon

No, I beg your pardon. Weren't you on the Chibuzor support team that accused me of trying to wreck her marriage and now that she is dead, you are all pretending like you did not know that one day that monster was going to kill her...?

G.B, what are you trying to say...?

*hissing* Sebi, I am the unmarried one? The one that did not have her best interests at heart?The immoral one? The one that does not know anything that she is saying. Abi? Weren't those your exact words?


Oh, you didn't know that I heard all of you? Of course, you didn't. Isn't that funny. See, let me educate you. You remember that get together that we, and by we, I mean Nijdeka and I had planned; that you came and took over because God forbid that she do anything without your high and mighty approval? You remember that one? The one where two hours before, Chibuzor nearly removed her front teeth because she challenged him on his mistress? You remember how you, her mother and those single-digit-IQ-holding females that make up your clique sat around her offering advice on how she was supposed to not antagonise her husband and make her marriage work? Remember how, when she said I had told her that she ought to pack her bags and get the hell out of there, you all started on my case about how I am so immoral. How can I know anything about a good man or what it takes to put a marriage together, after I had slept with all the men I work with to make it ahead?

*Stammering* What? I....Excuse me...

Oh, now you cannot form a sentence? *hissing* you forgot to turn off your cell phone after I had called to get the directions to your place. You made Njideka change the venue to your house that you live in with your husband and your children and all that your money had bought you.

How dare you?

You better be glad that I just got my nails done. Or I would have given you tribal marks from the opposite side of the country, stopping me in the middle of the street with your phony arse questions and judgments. Heiffer please, you are just as responsible for her death as he is.

Are you mad?

Ehn now. You did not know...ah-aaaah, let me tell you. It is my madness that has got me all i've got baby. I am mad o. Very mad. Infact, I am anbout to display for you if you don't carry your useless self out of my sight and scurry over to your Rav 4....

Fuck you!

Fuck me?
*Reaching for her earrings* No, sis, I am about to fuck YOU up.

*stepping back*
Are you crazy? Do you know that you are in the middle of the mall's parking lot? People are watching you.

They've got to watch me. I am on primetime.Besides, more asphalt to paint your face with.

I know what your problem is, you're just jealous. Look at you, 35 years and no husband or children. You are forever chasing your co-workers about and you think you are an actress because you take off your clothes? You are a common prostitute.

With an oscar. Don't forget that.

You are a common whore. We all know you wanted Chibuzor and when he turned you down, you tried to break her marriage off.

What are you talking about?

Chibuzor told her. Oh, you did not know that your secret will come out.

*sigh* I have always known you were not worth my time. It is the word of a wife beater that you will take as gospel. You know what, I apologise for what I said before. It's not your fault that your are stupid. It's my fault for listening to you.
*turning and walking away*

Yes, go away. Run away. Nonsense. Useless. And she called you her friend. Backstabber. Prostitute.....


She wept with an intensity that shook her being and hurt her chest. I should never have stopped to talk to her, she thought to herself over and over. It had disntegrated so fast that she had not been able to stop herself.

Seeing G.B was like turning a knife in an already sore wound. Nijdeka's death had torn her apart so bad. Everyday, everywhere she went, there was a reminder that she could have stopped what had happened. No one knew how much she beat herself over the head for not being brave enough to help her friend be brave. She couldn't do that.

She was not like G.B who told the world on a daily basis to go fuck itself. She was barely holding it together. No one knew that Etta's prolonged trip to Spain was because he was in jail. No one knew that she knew she was being watched by the men who paid him for the "goods" he supplied and had been caught in possession of. No one knew that she was sleeping with his brother so he would not kick her and the boys out. No one knew except Nijdeka. And that was why she had understood the fragility of her friend's existence and how if Chibuzor had kicked her out, it would all have been over.

As it was now. She laid her head on her steering wheel and wept; hers sobs masked by the loud horn.

I watched her crying in her car. And I knew what she was feeling.
Neither one of us had been able to save her. And we had called ourselves her friend.

Friday, May 02, 2008

Na so I look my back...somebody tag me

1. Link the person who tagged you
2. Mention the rules in your blog
3. Tell about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours
4. Tag 6 following bloggers by linking them
5.Leave a comment on each of the tagged blogger’s blogs letting them know they’ve been tagged

I was tagged by Naijalines.

The rules are listed above

7 unspectacular things about me (What? You thought I would not put my own spin on things?)
Anyways, here goes:

1. I am very lazy. I work hard not to let it show

2. I am very shy. You won't be able to tell if you met me. You wouldn't believe it either unless you really knew me. Few people do.

3. I can listen to the same song over and over and over and over for ever until the song looses its power, or the CD gets scratched. And most times, I listen to only one part of the song so I have some songs on my playlist that start out okay but get low at some point.

4. I love easily and hard. And I cut people out just as fast.

5. My greatest fear is that at the end of the day, I might simply settle for a man not because he is the best for me but because I have become afraid of being alone.

6. I sing. And I write songs. And I have had some of my songs performed....

7. Most people mistake my confidence for arrogance, my drive for agression and my silences for judgement.

Like I said before, I am very lazy. So, I am tagging the first six people to comment on this post...I am off to bed. Just finished exams.