Still...

Wow...it feels strange attempting to write again! 2009 was eventful, I guess everyone had a story to tell but for those of us who made it through, look back and smile because you are still here!
I passed through the joys of love, travails of heartbreak and the bittersweetness of unemployment- a state I have never experienced before the eventful 09. But the year ended on a hopeful note because it rained babies all around me, friends had babies and my darling sister had her second and as I held my beautiful niece in my arms i experienced the essence of life!
I've come out of 09 with a certain calmness because I guess I saw it all and I'm thankful to be here. I thank the good Lord for his extreme benevolence in the form of friends who appeared at the point of my needs...you are all blessed and I hope I can be there when you all need me!
I learnt in 09 to be still...and in '10 I'm going to be unstoppable, I canfeel my midas touch sizzling at my fingertips and I'm rearing to go!

Someone I love dearly lost her job! Just when I thought things couldn't get any worse, Fact is; she'd been there all this while my butt has been on the labour market and now the most annoying thing is we are both in this quagmire. I am at a loss on how to console her...wish I could make it all go away!
So I stole some words from a Boys 2 Men song I really love, "HOLD ON";

If you just hold on
I swear that everything'll be ok
I know that you are nervous,
baby, give it some time,
things will go your way!

Just when I thought it's all good, a pal hit me up on facebook to tell me that a friend of ours had been kidnapped on his way to Abuja from Lagos. I believe he's going to be okay but I'm shocked at the ransome put on him;8.7 million naira. So what some great thinkers have done is put out an appeal on facebook and other interactive fora to the kidnappers. I join in to in pleading, he has got a wife and kids... haba! for the love of God!

What a day

Being unemployed is getting to be a bore. Don't get me wrong, it feels good to surf the web all day, no boss breathing down your neck and just to be able to take off and see the love of my life when it suits me but it don't pay the bills.
I have consciously worked on my weight loss and at least i'm making some headway in that department. I think I need to get out a bit but I've learnt that few friends like your company if you ain't got a job. I'm not complaining but I'm learning that there's only one person who can be there for you- God!
I feel free...sort of, a friend said it was my time to pass through the fire but it feels like I've been passing through the fire all my life.
Everyday is a revelation...

Ok....

I'm glad to be back. Ever since I lost my job writing has become painfully difficult, I just do enough of it to keep body and soul together. I'm so so tired and I almost gave up but I looked at a little of my work over the time I spent at NEXT and the nostalgic feelings are stronger. I did good, thanks largely to a patient editor, good friends albeit a few and God's unending favour.
Took a trip to Jos, spent a week, I had fun playing basketball and working out. I actually shed a few pounds. I saw pals and talked actually talked to her.
She still makes my heart beat and I do want her to be my wife. How in God's name am i gonna do this. She loves me but can she wait?
Anyways, I am back and I am stronger than ever... God knows.

Oh Yeah

I have been asking myself certain questions 'cos a lots been happening at work and play.
From lousy accidents with bike men to police harassing me for my looks (My hard features belie my soft gentle heart)
I feel pissed that some 'people' can't look you in the eye and tell you the truth.
Anyway friends (enemies too!) Just when I thought I was into a profession that suited my unique personality, someone who I had a lot of faith in starts showing his 'Nigerianness'. It behoves me that a purser can go prancing when his subordinates are finding it hard to cope ...Sorry guys, I am mis-venting but events have me asking myself... why I no stay for my financial sector where I was excelling?
Its great when the king says to his queen,
Lets go a-prancing on the green,
"Its alright" he says, "since we've had our fill,
The workers can continue to till"
For they matter little,
as they are run-O-the -mill!
Nice verse (lousy). Hey I feel better already

Here we go...Again

Greetings! Thats the new romanesque way I've lent to greet from my colleague, T. How have you all been? Plenty gist...Little time.
Anyway let me let you in on whats been happening, bit by bit...
I often have a jocular saying with my close pals when relating a shocking experience, we most often end with the self pitying phrase," ...as i look my sef, I come say, 'Na me be dis?'...". This has been a chorus for me over the past three weeks, but on deeper reflection, I surmise it is the same for me and over a million others experiencing the Lagos madness.
I've been searching for lodgings but have been stonewalled at every turn, from insanely high rent prices to equally crazy reasons of landlords not wanting to give their apartments to single Young men.
Well I hope to come out of the slump soon (When my employers decide to 'step up').
Then the other side of my life, the Job. I have grown in leaps and bounds thanks to an editor who diligently air brushes my work and has me smelling nice(I don dey even get fan base).Through my various assignments, I've been able to build a network of friends, colleagues, art afficionadoes, enemies...and my development has been good but according to some critics, I lack the dedication to actively carry off making masterpiecies my stock in trade. I agree, but a slow start helps me gather my wits and when I move, Hmmmmmmmmmm.........
Okay, thats about it but my love life is driving me nuts, You love someone who stays aloof and then someone else loves you desperately... Me I want to get married, but I need someone...,
just had a thot, my list is too long, so I'm gonna stick to being the best friend and lover I'm capable of being!
So this me at it again...I'm back again!again.

What's love got to do with it?

You must understand
Though the touch of your hand
Makes my pulse react
That its only the thrill
Of boy meeting girl
Opposites attract
Its physical
Only logical
You must try to ignore
That it means more than that

Ironic lyrics by Tina Turner,It seems to be the mindset these days as Guys and Girls get down.
Even though I am still going through stuff I still believe it's not all about sex.I met a pleasant lady the other day and we conversed and conversed and ...
conversed some more. She was hot... no doubt, but being your traditional hold hands first to hug to first kiss then... kind of guy, I wasn't looking to lay or be laid.
When we met again she seemed offended by my chivalry, trust me not to 'slack', bottomline -we...
But when we became good friends, I had the audacity to ask why she was adamant about sex?
"well, whats the essence of meeting a guy and you fill the frisson and you don't satisfy it, immediately?"
Whatever happened to long lasting relationships that develope over time I asked?
"Oh boy don't even go there, its overated... love ke?" whats love got to do with good hot sex?
I agree(afterall its my personal opinion that that part of the female anatomy is the world's best creation )
I wondered why we won't go about it the right way and have better relationships.