rants of an IT fly girl

I am so sad about hearing Meechy Monroe died... I loved her input in the YouTube Natural hair community. When I got to know about her cancer, I would pray for healing. She started getting better and I was glad.  Then suddenly she wasn't getting better again. I didn't stop praying for her healing. I would check her sisters' pages for good news from time to time... Rest well lady, no more pain Rest well Meechy, you never stopped being beautiful I pray your mom is comforted I pray your dad is strengthened I pray your sisters can push thru the sadness  I pray for your family

saying goodbye is always the hardest especially if the goodbye is Michael Jackson's 'this is it' especially when we haven't completed the goodbye stories Goodbye my lady, the shy smiles, the funny 'uhs' the ever ready gift hands were we ready no but that is what death does best snatches a soul, and life never gets to see that body or hear that laugh... still here we are still gone you are we miss you, FOF its been  4 years now, 16th May we still never waved goodbye

Ever had a 'crazy' conversation about sex with someone with whom your longest conversation has been 'hi' prior to this said conversation? Sometimes i have played out my day in my head long before i have had a shower and made it to my workplace... not like i know in detail how it will end... but i have sort of planned it out-ish I started my day like a new day - nothing unusual, only good vibes welcomed, happiness is the lane i walk on today I like to say i have a song playing in my head and this morning it was lil mama's Lipgloss I haven't heard that song in yearsssss, as in Y.E.A.R.S! I probably heard it while Carbon was still a thriving club Anyhoo song of the morning and i listen as i head to work... Basically my day was, popping, school girl feel, all the boys keep stopping - until So this said conversation - you know when your mind, head and your inner self are not in unison because your inner self just wants to be carefree, your head well your ...

I have had a my excited heart burst into a thousand butterflies intermittently this past sunday Ayodel Arigbabu's Moremi, directed by Según Adefila is the cause. A musical well written and well performed in the heart of Lagos. I luveet when i see or experience the brilliance of people's creativity!!!! So Ifa has a Facebook account, Esu wears air max and Ogun has 'merchandise' for sale on his website but they still speak in riddles.  A land where the elbow of the Akewe of the Ooni (Ooni=King, i.e. the King's announcer) is at a perfect 45 degree angle when he dabs, and Orunmila's son spits more bars than your current best rapper. Where do i begin this review and not make it seem like I have been paid to favour this beautiful work of art? With the little funds they had, they were able to produce beautifully crafted entertainment. I really hope Moremi is well funded and it goes into one of the really big theatres in Lagos and Ibadan or better still the a...

Title seems like a sermon topic... Happy New year people No matter how low you may feel, no matter how antisocial (you know the mood I'm in already) you may feel... Whatever mate...the truth is I've got a lot to be thankful for, and so have you... I pray the journeys you make in 2017 will end in good news I pray that the projects you start and hope to finish this year will end in good news I pray that the foods you eat will nourish you I pray that the drinks & water you drink go down the right path so you don't choke I pray that all your fun times are memorable happy events I pray that prayers are answered and your wishes come to pass Ps. The harmattan and its dust counterpart are to blame for the antisocial mood 

So the weekend well what can I say.... A digital campaign I worked on started, I whisked myself off to another state to party, DJ Lambo was brilliant but some two strange ones refused to let her be great.... Like seriously!! Then we crashed another wedding - had lasagne to climb for and this was how I lost my wifi thingy... Super stoked like wooooow So not planned for I dunno where to start anything And then I was willingly dragged to the after party (this time we got invited) which turned to  be a silent disco party Ok! Some mornings are for this Have a great week too

I bumped my head yesterday It hurt, but it was rubbed and I had some ice on it It still hurt, but not as hurtful as my thoughts No amounts of sighing can help No amounts of hissing can aid It will pass, this I know Somehow I love-hating-love-hating staying in how I struggle  Talk to someone I should...  1. Everyone has their own issues 2. Are problems shared really solved? I should count my days...or should I not? Ps: why do people sit without having empathy for those who sit near them. Why do they take up space like they are entitled to it?