rants of an IT fly girl

because we rather not look beyond the skin hue? on racism. on how people are treated because of their skin hue on why it is still as common as air we breathe  is it because we rather not look beyond the skin hue? what's on the inside counts more The heart has no skin colour

Hey Gramps, I like the 14 th , like double perfection You know 7 the number for perfection... two 7s is 14 ...went to a farmer’s market today and some lady blessed me with a pie You would have loved the honey there, especially the clear one from Hertfordshire. You know your kind of good food and healthy eating. Opted for Ben’s cookies, my kind of healthy eating J  I also got to taste lovely pesto made by an English man. Walked into a new shop that just opened at south molton street just because and it turned out to be a really lovely store. Pretty sure you would shop there..., I (we) got a fortune cookie, new opening store policy is to hand out the lovely tasting fortune cookies to customers. My fortune reads “you will always be surrounded by true friends”. In many ways, I had a blessed day...... happy birthday always ps: is there a number to call when a london united bus driver is driving horribly in a built up area?

Gentle Aminone, always had a smile for me even when the pain in her leg was unbearable I can't believe I won't see that smile at that horse and carriage marriage that wedding... can't see thru my teary eyes so many words in my heart i can't seem to fit them together my fingers won't type unlike back in school, that night... you came back to the hall... I never answered your question... I am late, this one time... "in life, in death Oh Lord abide with me" that's the line in the hymn, i keep humming time keeps ticking away away is never back memories are what's left to look back to "in life, in death Oh Lord abide with us"

It is Black History Month (BHM) and I have never ever done anything erm relating to that, so this year i have decided to do random stuff on Black or being Black....you get the drift so....... I  lurv to watch Black comedy and all of that Black men make amazingly good comedians hmmmm have you noticed? have you also noticed that black men don't do that superhero shee'd cape.....underpants....spanx long john..... lol no, you never catch a grown black man in all that superhero costume he may watch it, but he isn't dressing like that! In black movies, the superhero guy is the good looking guy who knows how to love. Lover-hero kinda guy!

mama naija's pikin it is so easy to give up.... I have not just learnt that, I have even lived that. Earlier this morning, i laid on my bed and had the huge post i was going to type however i have forgotten the stuff i had head up Today's has been blessed in so many ways, I am grateful. It's been 52 years now since Nigeria gained her independence from colonial masters like many countries that gained independence, there have been shaky stories and civil unrests... but today i am comforted by "the labour of our heroes past, shall never be in vain" the heroes are those that fought then for real freedom, those that have prayed and now lay in their resting coffins, those that have believed and kept the hope candles burning, those we will meet in heaven run till you finish your race, every change you want starts with you. don't spend your time criticizing when you ought to be improving. This month I take lessons from Oscar Pistorius, I am happy I go...

Am I doing the wrong thing? I am, I am pretty sure... Am I getting carried away by the attention? I am, I am pretty sure.... Do I want it to stop? Did I want it to stop? of that I am not pretty sure Mixed feelings, different emotions, warmth I want something that really is forbidden Is that the life of my human ness? I've got my legs tightly wrapped around each other  In my mind is another web not spurn by a spider. I know how I want to feel. Because "I ask too many questions" I'm only looking out for me Ps: I watched my event, the event that Oscar Pistorius set a new record in. Saturday evening's event. Yes and what an experience it was, just being there. The javelin throwers, higher jumpers, all the athletes...

The most painful part of my yesterday was not the rejection. No it was my right little finger nail that got broken that pained me most It's one thing for someone to tell me "you can't or you are not wanted" based on petty 'comparative measures' It is another thing for my nail to break and because I was there... My nail got broken and it is painful. So the Film festival is still on and I got the chance to see a short film titled "we are Rwandans" directed by Debs Paterson, the other day. So much to learn, so much to take in. The question is "how much can you bring out to show what you have learnt" One lesson I learnt from that short film based on a true life story is this - embedded in the core of unity, is love that can stand the test of anything, guns, words, knives, fire. In real love, there is unity, a bond unbreakable.