Flaws? no.........unique and beautiful

"Your feet is big!" he said.
"I know" I replied.
"As in its bigger than the rest of your body" he said again.
"I know" I said again with a sly smile on my face trying to feign nonchalance, to get his attention off my feet, it worked.

Before this conversation I saw myself as perfect, to say the truth I never realized I had big feet until my friend pointed it out in my 300 level in school. I didn't care if one had a figure eight or a boyish figure everyone was beautiful to me in their own way. So it was with this sweet innocence I carried myself....not until 'friends' started pointing flaws I felt made me unique and beautiful. "oh your legs are not sexy enough" I actually stopped wearing skirts after I was told that. "your eyelashes looks funny", "your nails are short and ugly".

Then I gave in and I started seeing those so called imperfection and it reflected in how I carried myself and invariably how people saw me, suddenly I didn't feel all that cute and sexy anymore.

Guess how I overcame this? Each time someone points out something they termed as flawed in me I point out theirs and that got them to shut up.....hey lets face it no one is ever perfect and I decided to go to back to my innocence of seeing everything and everyone as beautiful. God made each and everyone one of us unique and beautiful. Love yourself....every bit of it, believe me even if those flaws are noticed it would be seen as beautiful. So what? if you are fat, so what? if you are skinny, short, tall, dark, fair, you are beautiful.....

Quoting Brain Tracy, "whenever your inner world and your outer world are in alignment, whenever your activities and your values are congruent, whenever your activities are in balance with the highest values you hold, you feel terrific and perfectly centered in your life".

Feel beautiful, act it, dress it and people will treat you that way. On a lighter note, my little cousin Tope who is four years old, when asked what she wants to be when she grows up, her reply? "I want to be a princess" and I go "sweetie you can't be a princess that's for Disney cartoon characters like Cinderella" she just shrugs her shoulders with a glint in her eyes and sweet innocent smile and its been consistent for a year now I'm beginning to think she really is going to be a princess after all Kate Middleton wasn't born a princess. My point is....she feels she is a princess, then she is a princess!, believe me she carries herself like one and she's being treated like one!

Human error ko, Humane error ni

THE Federal Government has summoned to Abuja, the Head of West African Examination Council (WAEC) National Office, Dr. Iyi Uwadiae, over the release of two different results for the Senior School Certificate Examination of May/June on its website.

Minister of State for Education, Barrister Nyesom Wike, who invited the WAEC boss to Abuja to explain the circumstances leading to the release of conflicting results, was unhappy that the development threw candidates who sat for the SSCE into a state of confusion last weekend.

Dr. Uwadiae, who accepted responsibility for the mix up, however told the Minister that a panel has been set up to investigate the issue, describing the mistake as "human error."

It is recalled that WAEC had released the first result on August 10, where it said only 472,906 candidates representing 31 per cent obtained five credits including Mathematics and English.

However, Dr. Iyi Uwadiae, said another result that was not "quality checked by the Quality Control Department" was released on its website on August 26.

He denied claims that the system was hacked, just as he explained that it was not a deliberate act by WAEC.


I hear you Dr Iyi Uwadiae, with the amount of staff you have, you still gave room for human error. Human error indeed! Imagine the psychological effect on those students. There really is no excuse for that error, careless is the word that comes to mind right now, it sounds better to me than so called human error . I was wondering if any of the candidates can sue them for damages......just thinking sha.

Beyonce's Baby?

A website, morphthing.com, used a computer programme to generate a photo of what Beyonce and Jay Z's child will look like, if it's a girl.

The photo above is what they came up with. I'm a big fan of Beyonce I wish her all the best.....but haba! na wetin na!? stop trying to make her baby for her! The picture looks cute though!

To Pursue or not to Pursue?

He was sitting right next to me, but my thoughts were really far away thinking about how hungry and plain I was looking with no makeup or food in my stomach because I had to leave home in a rush. So I didnt notice him.

Then he was called to give his lecture, he walked to the front of the room and the first thing I noticed were his broad shoulders and how tall he is. He turned and I saw his face.....beautiful is the word, the eyes, the nose, the lips, the skin and when he introduced himself "My name is Bola Olamide, before I start I will like to know the names of everyone here and how they want to be addressed." I think my heart double flipped.

I couldn't stop staring, the more I looked the more I liked what I saw, he had the attitude, the character, the looks. I had to shake myself mentally to stop staring, at a point I was looking at him instead of the board!

Thoughts were in my head, "he must be hooked and if he's not what's keeping him", "he's definitely too good to be true there should be another side to him that's not too appealing" . So I decided to stop bugging myself and just relish the now by feeding my eyes because I had no strength or will to pursue any sort of friendship with him. There is this theory that says the good guys are already taken only the smart girls can actually snatch them from their girlfriends, before you chew me I said a theory not mine, my theory is if he is for me he will come to me......or not

So what do you think?

Notable quote

Do the one thing you think you cannot do, fail at it. Try again. Do better the next time, the only people who never tumble are those who never mount the high wire. This is your moment own it. - Oprah Winfrey

Let him chase you!

Being in a relationship has a it's perks...you have someone you call your own, you could talk to about anything, spend time with, cuddle, kiss...blah, blah. But as to everything good it has it's down side, the big fights, the tears, the expectations that couldn't be met, blah, blah.

I'm not about to talk about the pros and cons of a relationship, my 'beef' today is the mistake ladies make in trying to keep a relationship even before the relationship starts! Rule Number 1, let him chase you....it will never go out of fashion!

Modern woman: Forget all the talk about being enlightened and modern, knowing what you want and being agressive about getting it. Sweetheart be aggressive about getting that job, promotion, education or whatever but never ever be aggressive about getting a man.

The relationship might be beautiful and wonderful at first because the guy would be flattered about the kinda attention he's getting and would what to explore.
But before long he gets weary as its not in his in nature to be pursued and conquered. It is a man's nature to want what he cannot have or what is difficult to attain, I think it makes them feel powerful or something. If you go after him you'd probably get him but within a short time he backs out, then you make the mistake of trying harder to please him by being nicer and sweeter, please you've done enough damage already, Stop!

If he really wants you he'll come for you, Its a classic rule that will never go out of date.


On call: Okay so you allowed him to chase you, he got you.....never all lose your self in the relationship by putting your career, your friends, your family on the back bench and decide to focus all your energy on the relationship. You don't seem to have a life of your own always on his beck and call, forgetting about all your needs and putting the needs of the guy before yours.....haba! e ma sef go tire na.

Get a life! get busy doing stuff you want to do, chances are he's probably living his why not yours? there should be times he calls you for a date or something and you tell him you want to hang out with your girls or you want to stay at home to read a your favourite book or watch your favourite TV show. Please don't get me wrong I'm not saying you should be totally selfish but find a balance oh....because it might be all sweet and rosy now, in the long run when he walks out, you would definitely be feeling empty, wondering what to do with yourself.

At the end of the day no book, article, opinion can really give you the guidelines in handling a relationship, just follow your brain not your heart and you will be fine. My golden rule still remains.....let him chase you and be yourself don't change a thing!, if he's the 'one' he will love you that way. Strictly my opinion. tara!

What's wrong with laughing?....

Whoever said Karma does not exist must be really delusional! it's a known fact that whatever you do comes back to you Hosea 8:7 they have planted the wind,and will harvest the whirlwind. it is in view of this that I remember naughty things I did to my mum or rather.........we did to our mum, all five of us!. I can't really recall what we did then, but my mum was trying to scold us and I think it was the way she said it or maybe what she said, my late brother, Junior, started laughing and he had this unique way of  laughing that is always infectious so in no time we all started laughing including my mum!

We all took that for granted so we were all, always doing it anytime she tries to correct us, we laugh, always starting with my brother. She got angry one day and flogged us real hard my brother the hardest, we cried our eyes out that day I tell you but that didn't stop us we still laughed anytime she tries to scold us together, though with caution, like a giggle or something. She always warned that we would reap the fruits of our actions, as a teenager then I was scared a little but I always shrugged it off thinking....... whats wrong with laughing? afterall I listen when you correct me. I knew soon enough.

I reaped it recently! with my sweet little cousin who I think is the naughtiest girl in the world! she's eight years old so she's not that little anymore. Whenever she's being naughty and I try to scold her she laughs and then I spank her, she laughs still, I spank her some more she cries a little and then laughs even more.....believe me you can imagine how infutriating it is.

And then I Paused....and remembered. Now I know whats wrong with laughing......

Post Election Crises.....My Experience (we have enough religion to make us hate, but not enough to make us love one another-Jonathan Swift, English Author)

I always await every election with dread seeing what it has done to other countries disrupting their peace and economy, knowing how violent prone the elections are I made it a rule for my self not to travel or involve myself in any way with the process, though I got crucified by some friends and family who felt I had to exercise my civic duty as a citizen of this country I didn't budge because I felt the security operatives can in no way convince me they were competent enough to safe guard the lives of Nigerians, and how right I was! with the various bombing episodes that took the lives of innocent budding youths. I always felt the crises that erupts during these elections are more religious than political.

Despite how safety conscious I was, I traveled to Zaria on the eve of the Presidential election to attend to some pressing personal issues against my better judgment. As I traveled through Kaduna town I felt the tension every where, Knowing the nature of the north and knowing CPC couldn't move a magic wand to win the election every thing in me was screaming go back! but my stubborn nature made me continue.
On getting to Zaria everything looked and felt normal and the fact that Zaria doesn't have so much history of violence I relaxed and forgot where I was and I decided to leave Zaria on Monday big mistake that was! woke up on Monday morning took my time getting dressed not aware of the crises that started the night before in Kaduna. I got to the first park with a friend but only buses were available and knowing how slow the Kaduna buses could be, it was just not an option considering that I had to get to the office at 10am! so they directed us to another park not too far only to get there and and be told that Kaduna 'ba shiga' (no entry) reason? they were protesting the Presidential election results!

The sensible option would be to go back and wait it out, but we decided to wait and see if any of the drivers would change their mind, luckily an igbo driver did (he too like money abi), so we left making calls confirming that the roads were fairly safe and my friend said something like I know i'm not going to die in a car crash or any sort of violence but old on my warm bed and the thought in my head was I don't know about that because no one really knows but I know we are not dieing today.We almost got to Kwoi next thing we know the driver started reversing saying it was not safe and in my head I was saying 'fear, fear' apparently i didn't know how violent the protests was.

On our way back to Zaria we started receiving calls of violent protests erupting in Zaria, and in my naivety I felt it was something mild and by evening they will get tired and go home and I can leave for Abuja the next day  i got the shock of my life when just at the outskirts of Zaria a large group of protesters with various barbaric weapons and burning tires were on the middle of the road with two dead people on the ground, I was like okay....we just leave Zaria 25 mins ago! about six military men were somewhere between but their presence did not seem to deter them from chanting CPC!, CPC! and intimidating vehicles trying to get into Zaria and we had to chant CPC with two fingers up to pass through only to meet a more vicious set in front, we had to retreat and were advised by some kind settlers in a nearby village  to park our car there, it was a very frustrating experience because we couldn't enter Zaria and we couldn't go to Kaduna and we were not safe where we were.

While we were in the village waiting for the protesters to cool off, can't really remeber the name right now, about twenty minutes later we heard gun shots, my heart skipped, I looked up and I saw people running towards us, obviously the soilders couldn't tolerate them anymore. We had to run as well, through it all I imagined myself on the ground with a bullet in my head but I kept telling myself to keep running, then I heard "Shiga!, Shiga!"(it means enter in Hausa language) I looked up and saw a group of Hausa muslim women urging us to enter their room, I was skeptical about entering  because of stories I've heard. It was a classic case of between the devil and the deep blue sea, I entered anyway and I found myself with two other guys, the women and their kids and we all layed on the floor for about an hour. Those women turned out to be my angels, they didn't care that I was putting on a tight jeans, that I am a christian or that I am yoruba. To them I was a human being, their sister......The world will be a better place if we just love one another.