I missed my mum a lot.
I felt so lonely.
I realized that I was so broke that I had only less than $5 in my account, but I wasn’t worried because I knew something great was coming my way (and payday is almost here too!)
I wished I could get the nerve to really confront one of my friends about her bad behavior; it keeps getting worse, and I feel tangled in her web of lies.
I thought about another day when I had been walking to my car in the parking lot, and a guy stopped me to tell me I was beautiful. No toasting, no ulterior motives; he just made my day!
I thought about how much work I had to do in the coming weekend.
I wondered why some people never took anything serious. I wondered if I was a buzzkill, and why I took things too seriously sometimes.
I was annoyed with an overbearing uncle of mine.
I had lustful thoughts about someone’s butt (it was perfect, I tell you).
I resolved to definitely be more honest with myself.
I wondered if I was crushing on one of my close friends in secret. I really missed aforementioned friend.
I seriously wondered about what statements to come up with for the 2T/1L meme
I realized that February is almost here, and that means my birthday is almost here as well
I ate some Indomie noodles (It’s been a while, so this was a very important part of my day!)
I jammed to music by D’Banj, Timaya, and J. Martins.
I spoke to a friend that I hadn’t spoken to in a while.
I watched Brother Bear 2 and Mulan again.
I tried to refrain from choking some very annoying girls in my class.
I wondered why I talked to myself a lot, even going as far as having whole conversations with myself sometimes.
I wondered where I’d be, and what I’d be doing 9 months from now.
I thought about my life.
As you can probably tell by now, I really didn’t have much to write, so I decided to tell you about what I did/thought yesterday!
Nodi nu ofuma.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Hometown Glory...
Round my hometown, memories are fresh
Round my hometown, the people I’ve met
Are the wonders of my world (2x)
Are the wonders of this world
-Adele, Hometown Glory.
I was listening to Adele’s Hometown Glory (I love Adele, she’s so talented), where she lauds her hometown. She seems to be so PROUD of her hometown and its people, and I can’t help but feel a little sad when I listen to it. It’s a wonderful song, and I love it, but it just serves to remind me of how much the case is the opposite for me. I hate my hometown (okay so maybe hate is too strong a word, so I guess I should say strongly dislike)!
For such a small place, such malice and hatred, and just general wickedness seem to come out of it in great amounts. Where do I even begin? Do I start with the men of my father’s family whose legacies are predominantly infidelity, drunkenness, and abuse? It seems sometimes that I get a daily report of some cousin or uncle or another committing one ‘abomination’ or the other. The men of my hometown in particular scare me, and this is why I’ve vowed I’ll never marry someone from that place.
All my aunts and women I know that are married to someone from that place all have the same complaints: they complain of the deep emotional abuse, the physical abuse sometimes, the way these men reduce their worth to nothingness. I’ve had one of these women tell me that her husband told her she’s nothing but a money and baby-making machine. Imagine that?! This woman is also beat by her husband AND his family, and she does all the work while he relaxes. My aunt just came back from a visit home after about 10 yrs in this country. Naturally, she stayed with her husband’s family, and the things she told me they said and did to her still bring tears to my eyes.
The women cannot be excluded from the wickedness pervading this town either. They delight in gossiping and bringing others down. The worst, however, are the ones who give you a huge smile then proceed to stick a knife in your back. I know how true this is coz I’ve watched and heard my mum be a victim for so many years. Some even go as far as going to native doctors for ‘medicine’ to ensure the death of any success in your life. All this wickedness in just a little town!
Don’t get me wrong, there are some things and people that make me love my hometown, but it just seems that we, especially the men of this town, are known for wickedness. Is it ironic then that we call ourselves “Umu nma?”* I hope that this new generation of people from my hometown can change, that one day I can proudly say that the people I’ve met here are the wonders of my world.
*Umu nma = beautiful children
Round my hometown, the people I’ve met
Are the wonders of my world (2x)
Are the wonders of this world
-Adele, Hometown Glory.
I was listening to Adele’s Hometown Glory (I love Adele, she’s so talented), where she lauds her hometown. She seems to be so PROUD of her hometown and its people, and I can’t help but feel a little sad when I listen to it. It’s a wonderful song, and I love it, but it just serves to remind me of how much the case is the opposite for me. I hate my hometown (okay so maybe hate is too strong a word, so I guess I should say strongly dislike)!
For such a small place, such malice and hatred, and just general wickedness seem to come out of it in great amounts. Where do I even begin? Do I start with the men of my father’s family whose legacies are predominantly infidelity, drunkenness, and abuse? It seems sometimes that I get a daily report of some cousin or uncle or another committing one ‘abomination’ or the other. The men of my hometown in particular scare me, and this is why I’ve vowed I’ll never marry someone from that place.
All my aunts and women I know that are married to someone from that place all have the same complaints: they complain of the deep emotional abuse, the physical abuse sometimes, the way these men reduce their worth to nothingness. I’ve had one of these women tell me that her husband told her she’s nothing but a money and baby-making machine. Imagine that?! This woman is also beat by her husband AND his family, and she does all the work while he relaxes. My aunt just came back from a visit home after about 10 yrs in this country. Naturally, she stayed with her husband’s family, and the things she told me they said and did to her still bring tears to my eyes.
The women cannot be excluded from the wickedness pervading this town either. They delight in gossiping and bringing others down. The worst, however, are the ones who give you a huge smile then proceed to stick a knife in your back. I know how true this is coz I’ve watched and heard my mum be a victim for so many years. Some even go as far as going to native doctors for ‘medicine’ to ensure the death of any success in your life. All this wickedness in just a little town!
Don’t get me wrong, there are some things and people that make me love my hometown, but it just seems that we, especially the men of this town, are known for wickedness. Is it ironic then that we call ourselves “Umu nma?”* I hope that this new generation of people from my hometown can change, that one day I can proudly say that the people I’ve met here are the wonders of my world.
*Umu nma = beautiful children
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Hey everyone!
I've been away much longer than I planned; it has been a mix of so many factors: being stuck in a house with no Internet access, hopping from one place to the other, and most recently, in bed with the flu.
I'll be back to update in a little bit...I'm trying to beat this annoying cold/flu with accompanying piles of schoolwork to tackle!
Stay blessed my dear Blogsville friends!
I've been away much longer than I planned; it has been a mix of so many factors: being stuck in a house with no Internet access, hopping from one place to the other, and most recently, in bed with the flu.
I'll be back to update in a little bit...I'm trying to beat this annoying cold/flu with accompanying piles of schoolwork to tackle!
Stay blessed my dear Blogsville friends!
Friday, January 2, 2009
525,600 Minutes...
Of 2008 have gone by fast. These minutes have seen personal growth, happiness, new friends made, new lessons learned. They have witnessed me at my highs, seen me hit the floor at my lowest points, and everything in between....
525,600 minutes of a new year have been given to me (2010 minutes of which I think have been spent reasonably well) to do as please. I hope that these minutes will find me achieving more positive rather than negative things. I hope that the lessons learned in the previous year will prevent me from repeating the same mistakes again this time around.
So what can I do with these precious minutes? Many things...First off, I plan to live every minute to the fullest. I'm tired of feeling depressed sometimes because I feel like I'm not fulfilling even 10% of what I feel I should be doing.
In these minutes, I hope to be a better friend -by working on those sorely lacking communication skills- and a better person. I hope to be more honest with myself, more focused on my goals. I hope to be more open with others, and let go of the shuttered past. I even hope to accomplish the little goals like less Facebooking *smiles*
How do you plan to use your 525,600 minutes? Use them wisely because they are a great gift!!
Happy New Year people!!!
525,600 minutes of a new year have been given to me (2010 minutes of which I think have been spent reasonably well) to do as please. I hope that these minutes will find me achieving more positive rather than negative things. I hope that the lessons learned in the previous year will prevent me from repeating the same mistakes again this time around.
So what can I do with these precious minutes? Many things...First off, I plan to live every minute to the fullest. I'm tired of feeling depressed sometimes because I feel like I'm not fulfilling even 10% of what I feel I should be doing.
In these minutes, I hope to be a better friend -by working on those sorely lacking communication skills- and a better person. I hope to be more honest with myself, more focused on my goals. I hope to be more open with others, and let go of the shuttered past. I even hope to accomplish the little goals like less Facebooking *smiles*
How do you plan to use your 525,600 minutes? Use them wisely because they are a great gift!!
Happy New Year people!!!
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Merry Christmas!!!
People of blogsville,
I just stopped by to wish you a MeRrY ChRiStMaS! I sincerely hope that this will be a blessed and happy one.
Enjoy as much as possible, but please don't forget the main reason for today: the birth of our Lord. God be with you all!
Udo diri unu!!
I just stopped by to wish you a MeRrY ChRiStMaS! I sincerely hope that this will be a blessed and happy one.
Enjoy as much as possible, but please don't forget the main reason for today: the birth of our Lord. God be with you all!
Udo diri unu!!
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Testimony....
Hey folks!
Seems like I've been away too long once again! I was experiencing some Internet issues, but not to worry; everything has been resolved now!
This has been a wonderful time for me...It seems like I went through so many ups and downs, especially emotionally, and now I've come out on top. Like Beluah prayed for me, this year seems to be coming to an end in grand style!
When I was younger, and anything special or intense happened to me, I would talk to God in my special way. I did this by writing a letter to God. I used to walk around with a book filled with letters to God. It's been a while, so I thought I'd do that today.
Dear God,
This is your daughter simplegirl here; I know you know my identity so no problem there. It's been a while since I actually wrote you, and I just had to do this because there is so much I have to thank you for.
First off, I want to say thank you for still keeping me here till this day, and thank you for keeping and protecting all my friends and family. Thank you for not abandoning me at any point in time, and thank you for being there, not being fickle like I've found some other people and things to be.
Thank you for providing for me and helping me deal with the trouble over my accident, and thanks for helping me control my temper when I saw that young lady's friend again on the last day of school. She still had that scratch on her car just like I suspected she would.
Thank you for saving me from another accident. I'm happy you helped me stop my car in time when the tire rod slipped in the middle of the road and my tire was practically off the car, with bolts and nuts intact. I would've barreled into someones fence and hurt my friend A in the passenger seat, but you stopped me on time! And you sent over a nice elderly man to help us get a towing truck too! You are so wonderful God!
Speaking of A, thank you for delivering her from an accident too! The front of the car was crushed and the car was completely totaled, but she came out with just bruises and a really bad headache. Thank you for being with her.
Thank you for putting a big smile on my mum's face! My brother graduated on Friday, with honors, despite what all the naysayers had to say. Now my mum can proudly answer to her "Nne engineer" title. (And please don't hold it against her when it seems like she's being too proud; it's just been a long time coming for her). She really needed this...all the time people delighted in called her 'uneducated' and 'illiterate' just coz she doesn't have a college degree, even though she went to TTC and was a teacher. This helps hold her head even HIGHER!
Thank you for keeping my mum and dad alive and strong. Even though some of his family members took my dad's pic to the graveyard igwo ogwu, it didn't work. They said he wouldn't see the end of this year, but he has, and he's healthy too! And even though my dad's family have insulted my mum in every way possible, and claimed their marriage wouldn't last, they're still going strong! (sure my dad still has some things to work on, but one prayer at a time right?)
Thank you for journey mercies for various family members and myself. Thanks for strengthening my mum, uncle, and aunts. It's been 6 years since Grandma came to join you, and I know it's been really hard for them at this time of year. I'm happy that you let my aunt G really grieve; she had been holding so much pain inside after losing mama, but I guess when she finally saw home, after 12 yrs away, she was able to let go.
Thank you for academic success! Thanks for giving me As in ALL my classes this semester...even those three that were particularly trying for me. And even though I was crushed when I didn't do so great on my MCAT, thanks for letting me experience that. I should've known that you had a greater plan for me! Speaking of the MCAT, father thank you for giving my friends Ed, Whitney, and Sting admission into medical school! You are great Lord!
There is just sooooo much to thank you for, and I'm overwhelmed by the good you have done for me this year. I know that you know what's in my heart, and you know that I'm thankful, even for the things I haven't written out here. You really have been awesome in my life this year.
Thanks coz I know you're going to do even greater things! I love you so much.
Your loving daughter,
Simplegal.
Seems like I've been away too long once again! I was experiencing some Internet issues, but not to worry; everything has been resolved now!
This has been a wonderful time for me...It seems like I went through so many ups and downs, especially emotionally, and now I've come out on top. Like Beluah prayed for me, this year seems to be coming to an end in grand style!
When I was younger, and anything special or intense happened to me, I would talk to God in my special way. I did this by writing a letter to God. I used to walk around with a book filled with letters to God. It's been a while, so I thought I'd do that today.
Dear God,
This is your daughter simplegirl here; I know you know my identity so no problem there. It's been a while since I actually wrote you, and I just had to do this because there is so much I have to thank you for.
First off, I want to say thank you for still keeping me here till this day, and thank you for keeping and protecting all my friends and family. Thank you for not abandoning me at any point in time, and thank you for being there, not being fickle like I've found some other people and things to be.
Thank you for providing for me and helping me deal with the trouble over my accident, and thanks for helping me control my temper when I saw that young lady's friend again on the last day of school. She still had that scratch on her car just like I suspected she would.
Thank you for saving me from another accident. I'm happy you helped me stop my car in time when the tire rod slipped in the middle of the road and my tire was practically off the car, with bolts and nuts intact. I would've barreled into someones fence and hurt my friend A in the passenger seat, but you stopped me on time! And you sent over a nice elderly man to help us get a towing truck too! You are so wonderful God!
Speaking of A, thank you for delivering her from an accident too! The front of the car was crushed and the car was completely totaled, but she came out with just bruises and a really bad headache. Thank you for being with her.
Thank you for putting a big smile on my mum's face! My brother graduated on Friday, with honors, despite what all the naysayers had to say. Now my mum can proudly answer to her "Nne engineer" title. (And please don't hold it against her when it seems like she's being too proud; it's just been a long time coming for her). She really needed this...all the time people delighted in called her 'uneducated' and 'illiterate' just coz she doesn't have a college degree, even though she went to TTC and was a teacher. This helps hold her head even HIGHER!
Thank you for keeping my mum and dad alive and strong. Even though some of his family members took my dad's pic to the graveyard igwo ogwu, it didn't work. They said he wouldn't see the end of this year, but he has, and he's healthy too! And even though my dad's family have insulted my mum in every way possible, and claimed their marriage wouldn't last, they're still going strong! (sure my dad still has some things to work on, but one prayer at a time right?)
Thank you for journey mercies for various family members and myself. Thanks for strengthening my mum, uncle, and aunts. It's been 6 years since Grandma came to join you, and I know it's been really hard for them at this time of year. I'm happy that you let my aunt G really grieve; she had been holding so much pain inside after losing mama, but I guess when she finally saw home, after 12 yrs away, she was able to let go.
Thank you for academic success! Thanks for giving me As in ALL my classes this semester...even those three that were particularly trying for me. And even though I was crushed when I didn't do so great on my MCAT, thanks for letting me experience that. I should've known that you had a greater plan for me! Speaking of the MCAT, father thank you for giving my friends Ed, Whitney, and Sting admission into medical school! You are great Lord!
There is just sooooo much to thank you for, and I'm overwhelmed by the good you have done for me this year. I know that you know what's in my heart, and you know that I'm thankful, even for the things I haven't written out here. You really have been awesome in my life this year.
Thanks coz I know you're going to do even greater things! I love you so much.
Your loving daughter,
Simplegal.
Friday, December 5, 2008
Update....
Hey Everyone!
I'm back to update like I promised; sorry it took a little while, I have just been swamped with a multitude of things! This was a tough week for me, but I thank God, because through it all He was really there for me!
First onto my accident issue. The young lady I was involved in the accident with showed her real colors this week. She had been acting all nice before, but this week it was like I was dealing with another person. She claimed that she had gotten an estimate for the repair of her car from back home and it was actually $1750. For a paint job to cover a scratch that wasn't even that extensive? I don't think so! She went as far as to tell me I had to rent her a car of her choice to drive while her car was in the shop, and that I had to pay for her to fix her car in any shop of her choice, regardless of the price. I was just sooooo frustrated with her.
On Wednesday, she met with me and brought another estimate that was $1200. She said I had to go with that estimate because the other shop was not going to fix her car on time for her to leave school. I wondered why this was an issue, seeing as the car was driving perfectly well. She then said I had to deposit the money for the repairs directly into her account. Lekwanu mu ihu nsogbu my people. At that point, I got fed up with her and told her I was absolutely NOT going to do that. Did she think that I'm a mugu? Did she somehow see a feeding bottle in my mouth? How is it that she thought she could make such demands of me, that I would actually have any dealing with her that I had no documentation of? At that point, she started threatening me with legal action if I didn't pay up by today. She should've taken it to court; everything would've worked in my favor anyway.
Anyhoo, I got tired of dealing with her, so I decided to try and deal with the issue and be done with it. My professors at school who knew of the issue advised me to just let it go; they told me to write up a contract and get it notarized, then write her a check for the amount of the lowest estimate. I did that yesterday. My brother and some of my professors helped me raise the $1000, and I paid her. I got my documentation, so everything is settled now. I can tell she wasn't even gonna use that money to fix her car! Before I even got home yesterday, she had already cashed the check! All I can say is, God bless her. She should just know that what she did to me will surely come back to her in many other ways. That is that!
My people, I have to tell you this oh! Abeg, make una help me thank Ebony well well!!! Can you believe that Ms. Ebony actually sent me $500 to help take care of the accident payment?! I got her check in the mail today. God will surely bless her for this help!
My prayer warriors of blogsville, thank you oh! You must have been praying very hard for me, because everything that went wrong for me this week was resolved by the grace of God. My keys were lost earlier in the week, but yesterday, I found them. My genetics textbook was stolen on Wednesday, one day before the finals; I made a few copies but I still didn't know a lot of questions on the test. I did a lot of guesswork, and after the test, when I asked the professor about the questions I guessed on, I got all of them right! I passed that test too! The assignment that was driving me crazy, remember the 305 pg book report? The deadline was extended by a week on the day it was due. Your prayers worked, Chukwu gozie unu nile!!
Right now, I'm just happy. I know it was a tough week, but it ended on such a high note I can't even attempt to complain. I'm off to celebrate my Friday.
Enjoy your weekend everyone!
Sai Anjuma.
I'm back to update like I promised; sorry it took a little while, I have just been swamped with a multitude of things! This was a tough week for me, but I thank God, because through it all He was really there for me!
First onto my accident issue. The young lady I was involved in the accident with showed her real colors this week. She had been acting all nice before, but this week it was like I was dealing with another person. She claimed that she had gotten an estimate for the repair of her car from back home and it was actually $1750. For a paint job to cover a scratch that wasn't even that extensive? I don't think so! She went as far as to tell me I had to rent her a car of her choice to drive while her car was in the shop, and that I had to pay for her to fix her car in any shop of her choice, regardless of the price. I was just sooooo frustrated with her.
On Wednesday, she met with me and brought another estimate that was $1200. She said I had to go with that estimate because the other shop was not going to fix her car on time for her to leave school. I wondered why this was an issue, seeing as the car was driving perfectly well. She then said I had to deposit the money for the repairs directly into her account. Lekwanu mu ihu nsogbu my people. At that point, I got fed up with her and told her I was absolutely NOT going to do that. Did she think that I'm a mugu? Did she somehow see a feeding bottle in my mouth? How is it that she thought she could make such demands of me, that I would actually have any dealing with her that I had no documentation of? At that point, she started threatening me with legal action if I didn't pay up by today. She should've taken it to court; everything would've worked in my favor anyway.
Anyhoo, I got tired of dealing with her, so I decided to try and deal with the issue and be done with it. My professors at school who knew of the issue advised me to just let it go; they told me to write up a contract and get it notarized, then write her a check for the amount of the lowest estimate. I did that yesterday. My brother and some of my professors helped me raise the $1000, and I paid her. I got my documentation, so everything is settled now. I can tell she wasn't even gonna use that money to fix her car! Before I even got home yesterday, she had already cashed the check! All I can say is, God bless her. She should just know that what she did to me will surely come back to her in many other ways. That is that!
My people, I have to tell you this oh! Abeg, make una help me thank Ebony well well!!! Can you believe that Ms. Ebony actually sent me $500 to help take care of the accident payment?! I got her check in the mail today. God will surely bless her for this help!
My prayer warriors of blogsville, thank you oh! You must have been praying very hard for me, because everything that went wrong for me this week was resolved by the grace of God. My keys were lost earlier in the week, but yesterday, I found them. My genetics textbook was stolen on Wednesday, one day before the finals; I made a few copies but I still didn't know a lot of questions on the test. I did a lot of guesswork, and after the test, when I asked the professor about the questions I guessed on, I got all of them right! I passed that test too! The assignment that was driving me crazy, remember the 305 pg book report? The deadline was extended by a week on the day it was due. Your prayers worked, Chukwu gozie unu nile!!
Right now, I'm just happy. I know it was a tough week, but it ended on such a high note I can't even attempt to complain. I'm off to celebrate my Friday.
Enjoy your weekend everyone!
Sai Anjuma.
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