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For TheB, and all the other broken hearts… Though tears like a river course down like rain, And your heart by cupid’s fiery barbs is rent. Although your cracked voice breaks out in wails, And hell with all its fury and fiends seem sent. Be still, Stay strong, you’ll make it home. Though fear like a cloak your mind enshrouds, And rabid voices, your reasoning besiege. Though Night descends, your dreams to hound, And heart beats resonate to a symphony of rage. Be still, Stay strong, you’ll make it home. ...

Its almost 2am and I can’t sleep… Some dude got me mightily worked up this evening and my vexation almost knew no bounds.. That prompted me to spew my shortlived rant, which I’ve thankfully deleted. Sowwrry for over exciting you over nothing. I’m over it now anyways…Since I am awake, I might as well do these memes that have been hanging over my head for a whiles now.. First off Naijababe tagged me in February and then both Tigress and Poeticallytinted tagged me with the honest scrap award fairly recently. Since Naijababe’s list is lonnger than 10 items, i will take that as a neccesary and sufficient condition to claim the honesty award! Here goes… ...

The wind is moving, but I am standing still A life of pages, waiting to be filled A heart that’s hopeful, a head that’s full of dreams But this becoming, is harder than it seems Feels like I’m Looking for a reason, roamin’ through the night to find My place in this world, my place in this world Not a lot to lean on, I need your light to help me find My place in this world, my place in this world ...

Is it “un-African” to be a slim girl? I ask because I was talking to an old friend of mine a couple of days ago. She’d seen a picture of moi on FB with like 10 kg extra from my suffering University years and was lamenting that she had stayed the same weight over all the years.. Apparently the big issue was that at some Houston party, some dude tried to “toast” her by saying she looked like his younger sister who was still in High School.. Quite rightly, my friend was indignant especially considering she’s 28ish at the moment and the dude in question was barely out of college. Her solution to that is that she needs to bulk up and “push out a bit of hips n backassi” to “look slightly like my ancestors”. Unfortunately, I have acquired a reputation for dispensing advice (although I don’t take my own advice), so her question was what options did she have for bulking up… ...

WOW.. Finally the 1st semester exams are here… 3+ months of course work, lectures, field trips, discussion classes and library work are going to be put through a comprehensive test over the course of the next two weeks…. I’ve got this nervy, on-the-edge feeling – which in the past has served me so well.. Hopefully, I can harness it again and make a strong statement of intent per this MSc program… The stakes are kinda high – was grudgingly granted approval to pursue the Msc by my 9ja bosses – so I need to lay down a marker and let them know it was worth the gamble….. ...

2008…What a year…Seems like it was only yesterday when my friend and I drove to church to attend the New year Service and to get the year rolling……Lots of stuff have happened to and around me.. Wonder what the highlights were tho… On a personal note heading back to school ranks up there… One humid March evening, I finally decided I’d had enough of working on the edge; after spending the 4th straight weekend at work trying to troubleshoot a pipeline problem…. Got home that night,and started the online application that has landed me on the MSc program I’m currently on…..apparently to the distaste of my bosses - who told me they thought I was doing fine without the MSc and that it was unnecessary….Who cares? I needed to keep my sanity……My cause can’t be helped by the fact that a number of chaps also decided to flee in my wake too… duh… ...

WOW..took some advice from y’all on blogsville and joined a discussion group plus reactivated my library card… Have averaged 4 hrs of serious book work a day since sunday… I should be on course to smash my exams at this rate.. Hmm - Just curious but can guys and girls be “just friends”? What do y’all think? I know a dude who’s stuck in limbo land over some young lady who he is “just friends” with and i’m wondering if that category even exists in the first place……. Fire away y’all…

Meen – Haven’t felt this miffed in a veery long time… Had a 9am class today, woke up at 6.30am, browsed through blogsville to catch up on all I’d missed over the weekend and popped into the bath.. only for the fire alarm to sound… The silly porters had decided that 8.15am on a Monday morning was the best time to have a fire drill… The resulting 30 min delay meant i only completed preparation for classes at 9.00am and finally arrived the lecture hall a full 30mins after the lecture had started… Doubt I learned anything form it by the way……

Phew – I’ve survived another year – Another year of living and working in 9ja with all its attendant issues. I had several close shaves with death in the past 1 year - two car crashes that almost claimed my life (the last one finally totalled my 2001 3.25i BMW and left me with a cut on my head), a massive re-org at work that left 160 people considering what might have been if they’d opted for a different first job instead of tying up with an Oil & Gas major, two flights to and fro Lagos every month inspite of the real issues with the 9ja Aviation industry, several gruelling trips to Benin City from my enclave in the 9ja Delta (a 16hr round trip every 2 months) and most importantly another 1 year of surviving inspite of Mama’s phone calls.. ...

Phew – The “danger” of documentation was brought home to me very forcibly a couple of days ago.. A friend of mine stumbled across an old year book from my campus fellowship (from which I graduated in 2002). First off the “me” in the picture was several pounds lighter, with bushier hair and the talk – gist of launching my very own ISP wthin 10 years of quititng campus, writing songs and all what not – was a far cry from what I’d actually gone on to do .. Only my name connected the picture of the scrawny 20-something year old guy with the “buff” guy I’d become.. ...