Oversabi...Or should I say Intimidators?

Hi everyone, trust you have been as good as me? lol

Hope the weekend went well though? I had a really busy weekend. I was in school all day, well most of it on Saturday and Sunday. Oh yes, Accounting is not beans and for the first time it is beginning to look less like baby graffiti to sink in. Glory be to God!!!

Ah, yes it have rish to bring God into the marra oooo. I have been having cold "flooded" feet if there's anything like that since I realized I had to take the course. Postponed it since last year June and now I cant postpone it any more, so the tutorials and the plenty man hours studying. (Well, Switched at birth still has a hold on me but the fear of failure is stronger than switched at birth abeg).

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So while we were in class I noticed that I seemed to be the only one who hadn't opened my book at all. I was almost intimidated, but I held my head. I refused to slow any one down with all my questions, but I made sure to ask questions where I didn't understand. At some point I lost my frown and started smiling even. Accounting is really not as bad as I have always imagined. I still think there are way too many unrealistic assumptions though and stupid questions too but I will just keep my uninformed opinion to my self. 

There were some people in class that made me realize that they most have finished the black book (course material) like from cover to cover so many times. Too many bankers, auditors and just some oversabi people in class abeg that would just be asking some questions which are way over syllabus probably just to "show" themselves or to intimidate people like me who hadn't read anything. I must confess it worked ooo, because I started feeling really sorry for myself and had already started thinking of how blank my exam sheet will be because I didn't understand it. Can you imagine?

It got so bad at a point that one of the girls was like, "Mr. D, remember the last class we had, you said something different.." At that point I was like hold on, have you had a class before this one? The girl was like no, it was another tutorial session. So I asked her: Have you written this course before? Her response- "Yes, but I failed it". I had the "eureka" moment. Aha, so that's why you want to intimidate me abi? Hmn, I started looking at all the other "oversabi's' in class and I was like, oh really! So all this your gra gra, you don write exam fail am before abi? And you wan come make person craze like say e be olodo. God don catch you.

From that point on, I lost all sense of fear. I remembered what Timothy says ...

 "Don’t let anyone look down on you because you are young,...1 Tim 4:12"

 and I knew that I could actually learn all I wanted to within the few hours I had left. The rest of the class went really well, I didn't have any issue understanding what was being taught and I actually enjoyed the class and surprise surprise, I actually answered some questions. Yay me!

Lessons learned: 

• Never get intimidated by people who seem to know it all. 
• Make an attempt to understand the situation for yourself and never let anyone's perspective becloud your own judgement.
• Never let the fear of something stop you from trying to overcome it. If at first you don't even succeed, keep trying.

The Pay-It-Forward Initiative

I was at YSU's bog 2 days ago and I read her post about sharing "the love" and I totally support it. Its a beautiful initiative to just be nice to others without reason and I can assure you that the world needs a lot of niceness and kindness. So here's the thing:

The first 5 people who comment on this blogpost with "I'm IN", will receive a surprise from me at some point in this calendar year - anything from a book, a ticket, a visit, something home-grown or made, a postcard, absolutely any surprise! 

These 5 people in turn must make the same offer in their blog and distribute their own joy. Simply copy this text onto your next blogpost, so we can form a web of connection and kindness 

.Let's do more nice and loving things for each other in 2014, without any reason other than to make each other smile and to show that we think of each other. Here's to a more enjoyable, more friendly, and love-filled year.

Remember it doesn't have to be what YSU has in mind, you can create your own surprise to give out. Just make sure you are kind to someone!

So what are you waiting for??? Spread the love!!!!

Xoxo

Flooded Room

Hi everyone, its Friday!!!!!!!!!

Do I hear a whoop whoop? I'm pretty excited, this week has been crazy for me. Let me just summarize it briefly. 

On Monday, I spent my day in the hospital and at the dentist where I got a molar pulled out. The unfortunate thing is I'm not allowed to take pain killers because they no longer work for me (an over-dependence on them over the years I guess) so I have been banned for my own good. Now the Dentist was faced with a dilemma. I needed a form of pain killer to help relieve the pain the extraction would bring. She finally settled on Ibuprofen which I had to go back to my doctor to check. My Doctor refused and told me I could only use PCM. 

I had the tooth extracted and all seemed well until the anesthesia wore off, then I knew what it meant to dance in flames. By the time my mum called to see how I was faring, I cried like a baby (I always do that right? see here) and I didn't feel ashamed at all. The pain had me thinking of life and death, like seriously.  It was horrendous. Now I believe that PCM is child's play compared to other pain killers. I was so sure I had developed a fever and all that. I still feel the pain but its a lot better and the gum is healing nicely too.

Tuesday and Wednesday passed in a blur of pain and Thursday came with its own craziness. I got home early and just decided to curl up in bed and watch "Switched at birth" while ditching my books. I suddenly got hungry and decided to go get a glass of milk and a slice of cake from the kitchen. I decided to pee first and that's where it happened.

I had finished my business in the toilet had washed my hands and was about to leave when I suddenly decided to "turn to a plumber" without thinking. I tried to tighten a leaking faucet for the water heater when suddenly it just burst in my face. I struggled to fix it but by then there was water gushing out and creating a mess. I was dismayed. I didn't plan to clean, I just wanted a glass of milk to continue my movie. I rushed out of the bathroom to the main room door and yelled for T to come quickly, by the time he came, the water had filled up the bathroom and had started seeping in to the main room. It wasn't funny. We started looking for the main to turn off the water supply completely. Of course we didn't find it. T asked me to please hold the head again to reduce the flow while he went to look for a handy man. By then I was completely soaked. He came with a plumber who tried to screw the head back, he just ended up creating a bigger mess, then another one came in and also tried. In the end, we had to turn of the entire water supply for the entire apartment allow it drain out in our bathroom then they fixed the problem. By then, one of the estate cleaners had come in and we (the cleaner, T and I) found ourselves mopping up water. It took us over an hour to finish and that was because while they mopped I used a dustpan to shovel up the water into the mop bucket making it faster (very smart #wink).

Anyway, by the time we were done, I was exhausted. The sad thing is my room is currently in disarray as we had to move the bed, Ottoman, bedside tables and everything else to one half of the room. The good thing is my room is dry and sparkling right now as we were able to mop under the bed and all the nooks and crannies in the room. Thank goodness my room is tiled and not rugged. That would have been nasty.

I finally got back to bed but I realized my tablet wouldn't charge, so I had to abandon my movie. It was for good I guess because I had a really good nights sleep.

Anyway, I'm looking forward to the weekend. Its not like I get to rest or anything (I have classes all through) but I just feel it will go well.

Have an amazing weekend people!

Shalom.

Loving Pink

Its funny how you never think of something even if it stares you in the face until someone points it out.

The other day, a family friend noted that I like the colour pink, I denied it. I am a green and brown person I said. "Really?" was her retort. You used pink for your traditional and white wedding. It was just a coincidence I said. No big deal. I didn't want to use Green because its too common, and brown because it would have been too dull. She goes "ok ooo".

Fast forward it to a year later. I am working on my tablet but I need information from my personal laptop. While using both, I got a call, so I make use of my phone and when I am done with the call, I drop my phone on the bed beside the other stuff, then get up to go take a leak. As I return it finally dawns on me...

I claim to "not be a pink person" but my laptop is pink, my tablet case is pink, my phone pouch is pink, my bathrobe is pink, my water bottle is pink, I am in a pink nightwear, my bedroom slipper is pink...ah, my nail polish is also pink too.

Ah, I have caught the pink bug finally!!!

Its not such a bad colour after all. #wink

I think I am finally embracing the feminine side of me. 

Friday Laughs...Mr. Man's Weed Experience

Hello my blogfam,

Trust this week has been good?

I actually came here to put up a post, but while signing in, I saw an email pop up on my screen from Simi. I checked it out and decided this would be better to put up. Its someone's account of his first time using weed...and its hilarious.

I strongly believe that sometimes people need to learn their own lessons as no amount of explaining to them will do the trick. He experienced it himself and knew what he had to do...Let me not rant too much. Enjoy!

Culled from Nairaland

I had just moved out of my parents house and was sharing a room with my "friend". I had no idea he smoked weed, despite his suspicious movements and signature weed scent(abi na odour?) barely two weeks after moving in with him, my worst fears were confirmed as he started bringing home his weed smoking buddies and they would occassionally roll a wrap and smoke it right there in the room or mix the weed with beans or spagehtti. 

Being a very curious person i always wondered what made them happy after smoking, so i decided to find out for myself(wrong move) 

It was a very hot day in february, a saturday i think it was, my friend was out as usual. I searched everywhere for his stash but couldn't find it so i decided to go and get mine. I arrived the weed joint all sweaty and nervous, half expecting to get muged but nobody seemed to be aware of my presence there, they were all on different planets all expect one i concluded that he must be the seller so i approached him and the following conversation ensued:

Me: how far? 

Weed seller: i dey

Me: i wan buy weed

Weed seller: how many parcel? 

Me: parcel ke? Iro oo, na just small i need

Weed seller: laughs really hard. bolo leleyi sha(meaning this guy is a dunce oo) 

Apparently, a parcel of weed is that small wrap, i didn't know that. I thought it was something very large. 

I gave him 1000naira and he gave me a tiny wrap of weed with a white paper, i was suprised when he gave me 950 as change. I couldn't beleive weed was that cheap. 

On my way home, i decided not to smoke it but mix it with beans because i thought that it will be better that way(another wrong move). Long story short, i cooked beans and added the whole weed, ate it and called my friend, i told him ogbeni i just ate weed oo and nothing happened to me this one that you people will eat and be feeling funky, i don chop am oo. My friend was like ehen you be strong man oo

I decided to take a quick nap before doing laundry, i woke up about 20 minutes later on the floor i was banging my head on the floor, and i couldn't stop, my heart beat was so audible and fast, everything was extra bright and extra loud. After a few minutes of head banging, i was able to get up from the floor, 

I felt as if i had just gained access to a part of my mind that I never knew existed previously, it was scary and cool at the same time. I could feel the blood flowing in my veins(you have to experience it to believe it. Though I strongly advise against it) i felt so uncomfortable in the room, it felt like i was in an oven suddenly a voice in my head wisphered ogbeni bo aso e joor (off your clothes) i obeyed. The voice came again oya sa re(now run) that was when i realised that the weed had taken effect so i decided to take a shower to see if it will calm me down, but the water felt so hot on my skin so hot i ran out of the bathroom. 

I called my friend to see if he could help me make sense of what was going on but he laughed at me, he asked me the quantity of weed i took and i told him i used a whole parcel, he said guyyyyy you don eff up if you no sleep in the next 30mins, you go mad oo go chemist make you go explain yourself. 

By this time things had escalated, i had a severe itch at the back of my head that wouldn't go away no matter how hard i scratched and i was convinced that the beating in my chest was an evil spirit that could only be killed with a punch. I ran to my neighbour champion and told him champion e jo e fun mi lese laya(champion pls punch me in the chest) ti e ba gbami lese laya mo ma ku oo(if you don't punch me i will die oo) he hissed and walked out having had enough of such nonsense from the boys in the boys quatters.

The voice in my head came again iwo na o de gba ara e lese laya abi o ti fe ku ni(why don't you punch yourself in the chest or do you want to die?) i punched and punched but there was no difference. 

The house was getting hotter, the voice in my head was getting louder, the itch in my head was getting worse, and the evil spirit in my chest was getting louder. Then came the voice again oya ma sare lo(start running) so i started running but on getting outside in the sun, i felt so cold i was shivering but that didn't stop me from running(i would have given husain bolt a run for his money on that day). 

On getting to the chemist, i realised i was bare footed, i told him i had a severe headache i needed something to make me sleep immediately, he gave me the drug and i chewed it right there in his presence, next i asked him to give me a drug for evil spirit, that was when he realised something was wrong with me and chased me out. 

I got back home and tried to sleep but my heart beat wouldnt let me, so i ran back out this time around to a nurse in the area, first thing she asked was kilode o wo bata ni? (why don't you have your shoes on? I told her jackie chan ti gba bata lowo mi (jackie chan collected my shoes) i was finally able to explain my situation to her and she took me in, tied something around my elbow and injected me directly in the vein. I passed out immediately only to wake around 1 or 2am in the middle of the night with the worst kind of hunger I have ever felt in my life. I ate a whole loaf of butter field bread in one sitting without butter or tea. 

I came home to a hero's welcome, my friend told me e be like say your head no carry am but e go better make you try am once more so you go dey use to it. The following day while the house was empty, I packed my Ghana must go and like the prodigal son in the bible I went back home to my parents. It's been a few years since that experience but the lesson I learnt is an unforgettable one. My curiosity hasn't gotten me in trouble again and my circle of friends have since changed.

Happy New Year

Here's wishing you the warmest wishes for 2014.

This is my prayer for you!

May your tears only come from laughing.

May joy surround you and yours always.

May happiness never elude you.

May common sense always be your companion.

May your dreams come true.

May your deepest desires be actualized.

May you attain fulfilment.

May peace allows surround you.

And most of all May God never leave your side.

I pray we remain alive by the 1st day of 2015 and celebrate the new year together in joy, love and peace.

Happy 2014!