tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555979001597566512013-04-25T07:51:58.677+01:00The Writeventures of Ema LeeciousCome see life through my eyes!Ema Leecioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03073712989459399826noreply@blogger.comBlogger102125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-455597900159756651.post-39732932818010021532013-04-19T11:05:00.000+01:002013-04-19T11:05:58.463+01:002013-04-19T11:05:58.463+01:002 Shades of Trouble<br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I stand up and move over to my colleagues table under the pretext of asking for a file. What exactly did we conclude on the issue? She looks at me blankly at first and later it transforms to irritation. You took the minutes of meeting yourself and have the file. why are you asking me? she says. I ask for her forgiveness and tell her that I just needed another voice to my thoughts. to be sure I captured the right thing. Alas, it wasn't me acting stupidly. It was the sleep speaking through my brain. I couldn't do anything with that potent force.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I went back to my seat in a groggy state, feeling so sorry for myself. It was like the tendrils had morphed into humongous 3 strand rope that couldn't be cut with any thing. This was the 2nd stage. At this point I knew it was only a mater of time before I started acting like a drunk. The last time I had tried to fight it, I popped gum in my mouth and started chewing furiously. Funny, It didn't stop the sleep train at all. I was asleep with my mouth still chewing in a matter of seconds. I jolted awake when my head lurched forward of its own accord. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I hurriedly tried to sort out my table. How one could feel so sleepy with so much work to do was beyond my comprehension. I didn't remember what I was doing anymore. I stood up, took my phone with me and walked to the restroom. That was were I found succor from the unyielding arms of sleep. I hurriedly chose a stall, careful to see that it was clean and dry (No kidding) and cleaned up the seat cover properly and sat. I turned off my phone notification and said a quick prayer to God not to let my boss catch me. That was the last thing ...</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The next thing I knew was a gradual realization that I was in the restroom. My first conscious thought was of water and God-knows-what-else passing furiously down the plastic pipe as </span>someone<span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span>relieved<span style="font-family: inherit;"> herself and the constant drip-drip-drip of a tap not properly turned off...the sound of the main door slamming shut as a couple of ladies made their way into the place jolted me. I remembered where I was... </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Without looking at the watch again, I knew exactly what the time was. The slumber spirit had departed to look for another victim. I checked my wrist watch and smiled. </span>It was 12:00 noon. <span style="font-family: inherit;">I knew the routine all too well. All I had to do was wait a bit for the chattering ladies to leave the mirror then make my way back to my office and act like nothing had happened.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I successfully went to my office, turned on my sleeping computer and behold, the first thing I saw in my inbox was an email from my boss at 10:02 am saying I was expected at a meeting to explain the new project <i> </i>I was working on as team lead.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">SHIT!!!</span></div>
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Ema Leecioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03073712989459399826noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-455597900159756651.post-43916045210023992252013-04-17T16:14:00.001+01:002013-04-19T06:39:35.790+01:002013-04-19T06:39:35.790+01:00Stop Stealing<div style="text-align: justify;">
Stealing is stealing no matter what it is that is been taken.</div>
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I'll tell you why in a minute, but I want to emphasize that stealing is stealing. If you take someones property when the person is unaware, without the intention of informing the person then Congratulations!!!! You have just become a thief. Be it a book, a phone, a wife (or husband...lol) a blog post something as little as a pen, whatever it is. You will be branded a thief. Don't think its just the Nigerian politicians who embezzle funds, or the armed robber who steals and kills for personal gain. Come to think of it, even Robbin Hood was a thief. Ha. I didn't see that one coming.</div>
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In a way, I'm chastising myself and all others. . First, I'd tell you why I chastised myself. I went to my blog to reply <a href="http://toinlicious.blogspot.com/">Toin's</a> comment and then I went through the post again and saw that I didn't reference the picture I put up. Now truth be told, I usually forget to do so, but somehow, I just decided to go back and acknowledge my source. (Thank God I did that because I'm sure y'all would have been calling me a thief by now in your heads). Anyway, I acknowledged the source and updated the post. After which I decided to "brazz"* the Internet for interesting articles to read. So I stumbled on a link and saw more than one of my blog posts on someone Else's blog. I had started reading it when I realized that it was way too familiar. I think it would only have been nice for the person to inform me about it and acknowledge me in the post from the very beginning. Sadly, that wasn't the case. I think its wrong. Plain wrong to do so. </div>
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As a matter of fact when @tilola wrote something of that effect in March (read it <a href="http://www.hattylolla.com/2013/03/bloggers-let-stop-stealing-peoples-internet-contents.html">here</a>) my first thought was I hardly even update my blog, who would steal from me? But now i realize that its serious and its not funny at all.</div>
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Well, the good thing is I <i><b><u>have</u></b></i> put up another post this month, thanks to the post theft. Now talk about being motivated. @Sugarspring...in your face. Lol.</div>
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*Brazz- Means to browse </div>
Ema Leecioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03073712989459399826noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-455597900159756651.post-58189887397339001022013-04-15T14:54:00.000+01:002013-04-17T15:45:01.238+01:002013-04-17T15:45:01.238+01:00What If...<div style="text-align: justify;">
Some of my colleagues and I were "gisting" randomly one morning. One of them was like, if Adam and Eve hadn't sinned, life wouldn't have have been as hard as it is right now. We all agreed and started mentioning things that wouldn't have been.</div>
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If Adam and Eve hadn't sinned...</div>
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...we would have been naked and not ashamed.</div>
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...we would all have been playing in the Garden of Eden</div>
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...we would have been singing praises all day.</div>
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...Another daily activity would have been dancing at His Courts with thanksgiving too.</div>
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...We would have been living with animals everywhere in Eden. Fancy having a lion as a neighbor.</div>
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...We may not have had our parents and siblings, as it would have been one big happy family.</div>
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...there wouldn't be killing or wickedness in the world.</div>
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...there wouldn't have been marriages (may be or may be not) </div>
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...there may not have been sex (still trying to see how that would have worked after all there was the mandate to "Be fruitful and Multiply". And yes I know you have a different opinion)</div>
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...of course that means we wouldn't have had to work (now that's a very pleasant thought. Lol). </div>
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...I hope you remember that no work means no salary too? So, how bright was the previous point?</div>
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...But then there wouldn't have been need for money. We would have had all we had need for.</div>
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... Schooling would have been an alien concept. </div>
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...Those Degrees and Certificates may have been non-existent.</div>
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...Driving may have been a thing of the future's future. (Maybe God would have over time given us the ability to fly like Angels).</div>
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... Laptops, Tablets, Phones...Emails, Letters, Faxes. Non existent. All of them</div>
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...I may not have met you (my cyber friend).</div>
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...this post wouldn't have been</div>
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...you wouldn't be reading this.</div>
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Can you think of anything that wouldn't have been? Please put them up in the comment section.</div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><b>Adetoro and Nkechi..thanks for inspiring this post.</b></span></div>
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Ema Leecioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03073712989459399826noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-455597900159756651.post-38137237035094867172013-04-03T17:13:00.002+01:002013-04-03T17:14:42.061+01:002013-04-03T17:14:42.061+01:00Abiku <br />
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<span style="line-height: 130%;">I
bet some of you thought abiku* things were synonymous with humans alone? Well, I
am here to </span><strike style="line-height: 130%;">confuse and not</strike><span style="line-height: 130%;"> convince you that Abikuism occurs in the inanimate
world as well.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 130%;">By the
way how many of you were in the debate club in primary school? I hope you never
actually confused the listeners? I remember one debate my sister and I watched
on one of those children's programs on TV years back. The poor debater had
been made to cram his argument and he got stuck from the onset. He began this
way: Good day panel of judges, accurate time keeper...and </span><span style="line-height: 130%;">my </span><span style="line-height: 20px;">listeners</span><span style="line-height: 130%;"> </span><span style="line-height: 130%;"> (in whatever
order it is, forgive me but "my teachers didn't teach me"). I am here
to support the motion that "polygamy is better than monogamy".
Polygamy-". Alas, my very bright student lost steam and had to start all
over from his greeting again. Yes, all the way from "good day panel of
judges...". The sad thing is that he did this about 3 times before the
time keeper </span>intervened<span style="line-height: 130%;"> as his time was up. I really felt the boys pain as I'm
sure he must have gone over his speech numerous times. But sadly, at the time
it mattered most, he </span>couldn't<span style="line-height: 130%;"> deliver. So sad. However, this didn't stop </span>Eky<span style="line-height: 130%;"> and
I from laughing our heads off. Boy, did we laugh till we cried.</span></div>
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Blimey,
now I'm actually confused. Where was I headed again? Ah, abiku things.</div>
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The
other day I had to send out an email urgently to my boss. I knew the Internet
subscription at home had expired, so I decided to use my MTN mobile hotspot to
send the email. I turned on the service and tried to send the document, it
didn't leave my outbox. I did everything I could, but the document just refused
to budge. So I decided to send it to my tablet and send it out from there.
Alas, no subscription. (like that document was destined not to leave my laptop.
I realized I didn't have credit on my phone, so I buzzed Eky for VTU which she
sent instantly. (God bless you sis). I resent and the document finally left my
outbox (can I get an Amen?) lol. As soon as I confirmed that it had been sent,
I turned off the hotspot to save my credit. </div>
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Little did I know that the credit
was an Abiku. I had a balance of over
N2,000 on my phone as at when I turned on the hotspot. In the 2 minutes it took
me to send out the email, MTN had helped themselves to my credit and left me
with N102. Hmn, it did me like magic. I had to check my balance again and the
time to confirm that I didn't actually get carried away and spend one hour
browsing. I began lamenting. "I neva pay for the VTU, the tin con
dissapear". I buzzed my sister to be sure she sent me the credit and she
was like "stop whining and buy another one" I retorted "another
one ko another one ni. I'm not paying you for any abiku credit". She just
started laughing. I honestly don't know where the "abiku" thing came
from, but it was so apt... Abiku in this context means something that isn't
meant to last.</div>
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Anyway,
long story short, I got through to MTN's customer care and lodged a complaint.
I was told to call back after an hour. I called back and I got my credit back.
Halleluyah somebody.</div>
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I guess this post shouldn't be called àbiku credit after all, but I like the sound of it.
Hehehe.</div>
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<span style="line-height: 130%;">Many
thanks to all of you who </span><span style="line-height: 20px;">didn't</span><span style="line-height: 130%;"> abandon the blog like I shamelessly did. Special
</span>shout out<span style="line-height: 130%;"> to </span>Saima<span style="line-height: 130%;"> who came here every single day hoping for a new post. I am
really thankful and humbled.</span></div>
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New
followers, I see you. Many thanks. </div>
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*Abiku in this context means something that won't last.</div>
Ema Leecioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03073712989459399826noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-455597900159756651.post-73792899863667048912013-01-21T00:11:00.000+01:002013-01-21T00:29:19.212+01:002013-01-21T00:29:19.212+01:00What's on your canvas?<div style="text-align: justify;">
We just finished a retreat session now, and I took many things away from today's program. However, one thing stands out of them all. </div>
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Life is a canvas of what you make of it. </div>
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You work hard (Actually smart is the new hard) you get results. your canvas will be colourful just like this, hopefully, better than this. </div>
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<img height="212" src="https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQa2URgHXJV3JaubsbsPpj8G-OdjvOJNRlo2Zf0NOlW2djGeAJi" width="320" /></div>
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<a href="http://contemporary-paintings.artgalleriess.com/wall-painting-art/">source</a></div>
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For every stroke of colour or paint, it takes determination, courage, drive. The burning passion to see the very end of the genius creation that is your life. Errors may occur, but they are never permanent until we refuse to correct them. Same thing with our canvas. If you make a mistake with the colours, there is still room to correct it to what you want it to be before it dries up finally.</div>
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If you want your life to be colourful, you have to stand up and put up brilliant colours on it. </div>
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On the other hand, if you want a drab looking one, by all means, use all the blacks and greys. Just take everything as a sour puss. Don't risk anything. Don't try anything new. Complain all you can at every opportunity. Don't see anything good in anyone. Where people see the rainbow, see the mud puddles. Where they see the sun and think of good weather, think of sunburns. Where a glass is half filled with water, see it as half empty. If you belong to this category, this is what your canvas will look like. </div>
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<img height="252" src="https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRqRdFTPjNA4CzK2iRoOFkAQfu-IPXTSNU8szYHT3phfUAqF_Hg" width="320" /> </div>
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<a href="http://www.google.com.ng/imgres?hl=en&tbo=d&biw=1280&bih=699&tbm=isch&tbnid=ejahuQ6W11gDQM:&imgrefurl=http://fineartamerica.com/art/paintings/dull/canvas%2Bprints&docid=IMy2HUVig11R7M&itg=1&imgurl=http://images.fineartamerica.com/images-stretched-canvas-real/winter-boredom-david-junod.jpg&w=200&h=158&ei=uHT8UL6MLYe00QWt0YCYDQ&zoom=1&iact=rc&dur=347&sig=108547986704631262801&page=2&tbnh=126&tbnw=156&start=32&ndsp=36&ved=1t:429,r:43,s:0,i:212&tx=52&ty=44">source</a></div>
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If you want to simply exist and not live, don't even bother putting up any colour at all. Don't make any effort. Just take life as it comes to you. If anything happens, it must be fate. Just exist from day to day. That's all that is required of you. Put one foot ahead of the other each day and be glad that you are even alive to witness the day. Just watch life pass you by each day. Here's a canvas of your life.<br />
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Remember the extra effort you put in always reflects to the naked eye, no matter how little it is. A drop of colour on a white canvas will always show. </div>
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How colourful is your canvas? What's on it? How vivid is your imagine? How bold are you? What statement are you making with your canvas?</div>
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I'll leave you with this - "<i>An artist does his most difficult work when he steps back from the blank canvas and thinks about what he is going to create</i>."- Michelangelo</div>
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Ema Leecioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03073712989459399826noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-455597900159756651.post-11259568064881516852013-01-19T22:13:00.002+01:002013-01-20T23:34:18.027+01:002013-01-20T23:34:18.027+01:00What women miss out<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Gotchya!!!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I bet you didn't expect me back till probably middle of the year. hehehehe. Its a new year you know?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The first week of the year, I put up a post about <a href="http://bellezworld4real.blogspot.com/2012/12/what-men-dont-get.html"><b>what men don't get.</b></a> Many people told me not to do 'ojoro'.I didn't plan to anyway, so here's my '2 kobo' on what women don't get. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">1.<b>Ego of men-</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Majority of us grew up hearing these words "The way to a man's heart is through his stomach" yet we really don't understand the meaning. Yes, it is somewhat related to his stomach. But remember that man shall not live by bread alone. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">What am I saying? Men are proud beings by nature. They never admit their weaknesses. They were trained to "be strong", "be brave". "A man doesn't cry". </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">It is his EGO. A man's Ego is bigger than a mansion. Even among the Christians, it takes grace for a man to get rid of it. (<a href="http://deoxy.org/egofalse.htm">refer)</a>.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Since it is established that man is by nature a proud being, it makes logical sense to say that a man's ego should be rubbed. stroked. massaged. Do what he likes, make him like a VVIP.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I had a conversation with <a href="http://a9jagreat.blogspot.com/">a-9ja-great</a> the other day and he told me something really profound. Women have the power to a man, but all they need is patience and wisdom to know when to use the key. What he said in summary is this- if you want him to do something for you and he has already refused your request, don't get mad or sulk (I guess most of us are guilty here) just let the matter rest for a while, then come back when he is in a great mood and bring it up again. I hope it works for you as it did for me. If it doesn't. Please meet a-9ja-great for a revised edition. LOL</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">2. <b>Challenge them to keep their promises</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">More often than not, men make promises they have no intention of keeping. We know this. They know we know and it doesn't make them "behave". We can try this- Remind them of the promises they have made. Tell them it really made you glad when they made the promise. Tell them you trust them and know they will fulfill it. Stroke their ego and make them feel in charge. Leave helpful notes in strategic places. For instance. He has promised to take you to a show. Put up a note (somewhere he is sure to stumble upon it) saying something like "my boo is the best. We are going to rock XYZ Show" or I can't wait to rock my new dress with my boo at ABC Party.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Remember, no man wants a nag. So let the matter rest. At the end, He keeps his promise, he is happy, you are happy.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">3. <b>Sustain their interest</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">If men see wooing as a project and move on to the next "interesting" thing once they have completed the project, then the women need to up their ante.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Don't let that interest die.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I read somewhere that if your guy is love sick, make sure no woman gives him the medicine that will cure him, else, he will leave you for her. I had a good laugh when I saw it. As funny as it seems, its very true.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Some women are in the habit of just "letting themselves go" when they 'have' a man. That's so wrong! He met you and was interested in you for a reason. Don't be deceived when they tell you that they are after the "inner beauty". Babe, if it was just inner beauty, why do men drool when they see a really <strike>hawt</strike> hot chick? OK, maybe that's a bit harsh. They really like your inner beauty, but the outer one also has a big role to play too. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Dress nicely, continue your education, educate yourself, learn continuously, contribute to conversations. P.O.L.I.S.H yourself. Please don't shortchange yourself.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I'd conclude this one with an analogy. When we first get a pair of shoes, we are very excited and can't wait to rock 'em. We look for an occasion if none seems forthcoming and make sure everyone sees it and likes it. After a while, the novelty wears off. A new design is on the rack. We still like our shoe (we spent so much for it) but the love is getting cold. Then finally, we push it to the back of the closet when we get the latest "edition". On and on the cycle goes. That's what happens with men and women. If you do not renew yourself, a "babe" will catch his fancy. #justsaying</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">4. <b>Girl's hostel</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Sometimes, the ones we love hurt us real bad. So bad that we can't seem to keep it to ourselves. We need to inform a third party. In some cases, we involve 4th, 5th and even 6th parties. We talk about the incident and don't leave it there, but begin to discuss him as a person. We spread his personality on the clothesline for all to see.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">What we do not know is this we are judging ourselves as well. We complain when he refers to his mum on issues he could have taken a stand on. Yet we can't even work on our differences without involving the entire world.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Just remember that when we do this, we haven't only exposed him, we have done same to self.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I am not saying we shouldn't confide in others, what I am saying is have a few persons that you trust (with your life if possible) and don't go about telling the whole world</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">5. <b>A strong woman</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Being strong is not about eating Eba and having power to move a table. (lol)</span></div>
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width="252" /><span style="font-family: inherit;">Being strong is about having the strength to endure even when you think you can't. Its about knowing that we never have it easy all the time. Trials will come, its how you handle it that matters. Every one goes through valleys and mountains at one time or the other in life. When you see some people it looks like their mountain is Everest. For some others their mountain is Wycheproof (the sm<span style="color: #222222;"><span style="line-height: 16px;">allest in the world). On the other hand, some people may be going through valleys so deep that you think they are in hell. Yet others may be in valleys that are not deep at all.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="line-height: 16px;">Being strong is about being courageous. Being confident in your abilities and power as a woman. Being in control of your environment and those in it. </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="line-height: 16px;">We may look weak to the world,but we are strong!!!</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="line-height: 16px;">I hope I have trashed this well? </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="line-height: 16px;">Have a pleasant weekend...or what is left of it.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="line-height: 16px;">Cheers!</span></span></span></div>
Ema Leecioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03073712989459399826noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-455597900159756651.post-38829608466243499342013-01-03T16:18:00.003+01:002013-01-03T16:18:55.653+01:002013-01-03T16:18:55.653+01:00More than a million wordsHello Everyone,<br />
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Trust you have all been good? Compliments of the season to you!!!<br />
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I pray this new year brings answers to questions, desired outcomes and most of all I hope 2013 is a super duper amazing year for you.<br />
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To today's post...there are no words needed to describe...Just have a good<br />
laugh.<br />
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Poor Pete<br />
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<span id="goog_1633672917"></span><br />Ema Leecioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03073712989459399826noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-455597900159756651.post-90084945048854572502012-12-30T02:31:00.003+01:002012-12-30T02:38:17.380+01:002012-12-30T02:38:17.380+01:00What men don't getI'll probably be told to delete this post. Chances are that I'll regret putting this up somehow, but put it up I will... for now. That's because, right now, I need to say something and here is the only medium...<br />
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I am married to a man who I'd have described as a good man, but right now, I am not in the mood to do that, so I won't bother to describe him now. Not today.<br />
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This post is not based on any theory, just my thoughts, my thoughts right now.<br />
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To the men;<br />
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1. I understand that its ok for women to rub your ego's and treat you like kings at all times.<br />
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We apologize when we go wrong, or when we err. How hard can it be for you to apologize? A simple apology can do a lot. Avoid wars, mend walls, heal wounds. But your pride always gets in the way, doesn't it? Just so you know..."Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.." You really don't want to see the fury a scorned woman can unleash. Seriously.<br />
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2. Its alright to make promises.<br />
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Promises you have no intention of keeping. "We will have date nights every week", "we will have hotel weekends every once in a while", "I'll treat you right", "we will...", "I will..." and on and on the list goes, then you get married, and the poor chick is hit with reality. She thinks she married the wrong dude cuz he's body is the same but his attitude says something else. She thought she married prince charming, but realizes a lil too late that he's actually Sherlock. Dude, you will have broken her heart and created a monster and not even realize it. Then you wonder why she has "suddenly changed" and you begin to complain. <br />
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3. Wooing a woman is like a project. <br />
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You just have to reach the "project completion" stage then you sit back in satisfaction. You do all it takes to make sure you get the chick. You take your time, wine and dine with her at all times, spoil her silly till she forgets every single evil done to her by other men in her dating history. You make sure that even in a coma, she can identify you as the love of her life. Then when she agrees to marry you, your enter "stage 2". You get busy preparing for the wedding. A different side of you surfaces, but she is too busy preparing and planning to notice. When she notices, she remembers why she loves you and thinks its probably the stress getting to you. And she ignores the red flag. She attributes it to the stress of planning. "After all, everyone says we will fight during this stage"<br />
Then the marriage occurs. Project has been completed.<br />
Bam!!! You move on to the next project. That can be anything, maybe acquiring a house, or whatever grabs your fantasy. <br />
What happens to the time you invested in that relationship? If you are not careful, a stranger will live in the nest you created!!! A word is enough for the wise.<br />
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4. Mummy's boy<br />
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A woman married a man and not a boy. So get that into your head!!! <br />
If she wanted to marry a boy, she might as well have married the 17 year old hunk who always hit on her in her hood. But she chose you, and yet you make her wonder if she "didn't know any better".<br />
Why do you keep running to your mum for advice? Did she marry your mum?<br />
Not saying there is anything wrong in motherly advice, but if you keep doing that all the time, then you are using your own hands to dissolve each cement block you have both built over time.<br />
Be a man!!! Make your own decisions (with your wife's input of course). Live with he responsibility of the consequences of your own actions, no matter how it turns out. Its your home!<br />
Enough said.<br />
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5. Bully<br />
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You realized that your wife is not as strong as you in every sense of it and you use that to your advantage.<br />
Apparently, you were picked on by the boys while growing up. You had no one, not even your kid brother, to pour out your frustrations on, so you decided to live out the memories on your poor wife whom you declared to love. <br />
No, you don't beat her, you are more than that. What you do is just to ruffle her feathers. You show her who is boss by your words... and actions. <br />
You are an emotional bully. Your words to her burn hotter than the "Miago pepper", your actions scald hotter than heated oil. The words you don't speak sear her soul and drive the knife deeper and deeper. She is a shadow of her former boisterous self. She lives constantly in the fear of your venom. <br />
My advice to you? Pick on someone your own size. When she hits her back to the wall and sees there isn't any more room, I assure you she will bounce back. But don't wait for that time... A mad woman is capable of anything at all, and trust me, it won't be pretty!<br />
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I best be on my way now... I have said all I wanted to say. <br />
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To the women, don't think you have actually escaped yet...<br />
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Many apologies for the "cobwebs" on my blog. I'll hide under the excuse of "work" this time.Ema Leecioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03073712989459399826noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-455597900159756651.post-70575752968567236272012-11-02T07:59:00.002+01:002012-11-07T08:22:56.636+01:002012-11-07T08:22:56.636+01:00Questioning God, Insecticide drama and kindness<div style="text-align: justify;">
Hello lovely people. Its FRIDAYYYYYYYY! Such a big relief.</div>
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Thankfully there are no cobwebs this time...ok, just a musty smell. BUT I have been around, Been reading some blogs so I know a few things that have happened to some people. Its great to know that those who underwent surgery have recovered or are recovering, happy birthday in arrears to <a href="http://www.mynewhitmanwrites.com/">Myne</a>. I have been reading some powerful episodes from <a href="http://www.itune005.wordpress.com/">Itunes</a>, you gotta check it out.</div>
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I also discovered some new blogs and the bloggers (<a href="http://yewinsh.blogspot.com/">sweets</a>, <a href="http://sleeickstories.wordpress.com/">sleeick</a> and much more) have a witty sense of style that has you rolling on the floor, or craving for more.</div>
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I hope all the bloggers in the US are safe? I have been praying for you and I know it will be well with all your families.</div>
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I also want to say thank you to my new followers, I hope you enjoy the ride!!! </div>
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Happy Sallah to all the Muslim faithfuls. So sorry this is coming late, but hey, better late than never, no?</div>
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Ok, I just had a strong desire to show face here. Why, I don't know, because I don't even know what to write. I am at a stage where things are spiralling out of my control. This is not so good as I like to be in charge of situations. But I do know that there is light at the end of whatever this is. I get worried at times, you know, ask (God) questions and all that. Sometimes I ask him if He is sure of what He is doing. Have you ever been in that situation? Its like am saying er..God, have you seen where this is leading? Don't you think you'll make a mess of it? But then I remember that He is GOD! Who else is capable of knowing the end from the beginning? Whenever I begin to feel that way, I feel Him smile at me and then I get this assurance that everything is going to be alright. somehow. Just because He is God.</div>
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Some of you may have seen it on twitter, so let me just put it here. A few Sunday's ago, I was running late for Church service, and T was already waiting for me in the car (I think he does it to make me feel guilty), so I was trying to be really fast. I was at my dresser, and I didn't even look up, I just grabbed a can and started spraying my hair. I sprayed the front then proceeded to spray the back of my hair and the centre in a very fast circular motion. As we do with hair sprays (ladies), I sprayed and sprayed without pausing until I started smelling something different. It wasn't the usual smell of my hairspray. I was horrified, and kept saying "no, no, no, no, no..." all the while my eyes were closed and I brought the bottle to my face, opened my eyes and ...you guessed it. INSECTICIDE!</div>
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I almost passed out OMG! I had sprayed insecticide very generously on my hair. How was I going to sit in church? Who would even sit beside me? I didn't even realize I screamed until my hubby asked me what happened and I told him. Guess what the dude did, he laughed and took a step backwards. Lol! Anyway although I was tempted to just not go to church, I did. I picked up the the real hair spray, sprayed a massive amount of it on my hair to camoflauge the insecticide then I went for service. On my way there I told myself that the smell will dissipate gradully, just like it does when you spray your room. However after service (and after jests by many of my friends) I was advised (by 2 special friends who happen to be namesakes and do not know themselves ) to wash it off my hair real quick, or it would make my hair fall out. Huh? Fall out ke? I rinsed the hair with a whole bucket of water, used my bath gel to scrub it, followed up with my entire bottle of shampoo and finally used my bathing soap for good measure. By the time I finished, my hair was squeaky. Lol!</div>
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On another random note, there is this old horologist (Ok, I exaggerate, he is just an old dude that fixes watches) down the road where I work. Everyday after a hard day at work and on my way home, I'll stop to greet him. (I just feel the dude should be retired and enjoying the benefits of his labour as a youth). At first the dude was surprised that I greeted him. He thought I needed my watch fixed, but I just smiled at him. Everyday I greeted him and he would look at me bashfully. Gradually, I noticed that whenever I approached his work area, he would stop whatever he was doing to greet me and ask how my day went. Yesterday, I was so engrossed, and I wasn't looking his way. He called out to me. I was pleasantly surprised. He noted that I had closed earlier than usual and asked if all was well. I just felt very happy, like finally, he had gained confidence in "our friendship" and I had drawn him out of his shell. lol!</div>
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I though I said I didn't have anything to write about? *shrug*</div>
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Have a great weekend people and don't forget to do something good to someone and for someone.</div>
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xoxo</div>
Ema Leecioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03073712989459399826noreply@blogger.com32tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-455597900159756651.post-86338788269160586922012-10-05T18:57:00.000+01:002012-10-05T18:57:47.934+01:002012-10-05T18:57:47.934+01:00"Distrated"<div style="text-align: justify;">
Permit me to use this new word coined from Disappointed and Frustrated. Thank you.</div>
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And no, I don't feel this way right now at all. Far from it. On the contrary I am on a high. *wink*</div>
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There was a Retreat for some of my colleagues in May, and I was to be a part of it. Notice for the Retreat was rather short and it actually conflicted with my brother-in-Law's (BIL) wedding. Well, the retreat was in Benin for Tuesday to Friday, and the wedding was in Kwara State for Friday and Saturday. This meant I had to pack a suitcase for the 2 events, right?</div>
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Well, my MIL had graciously sent me the fabrics (Aso-ebi) for the Traditional and Church wedding, and I still hadn't found a tailor to help me make something really nice. (I wanted to dress to impress my would be in-laws). AS time was running out, I ditched the idea of creating a buzz with my dresses and started looking for someone who could just make something presentable. It would have been bad if I had turned up for the wedding wearing something different considering that my MIL particularly sent me the clothes.</div>
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My pipu, I found a tail (No, its not a mistake, I just can't add the "or" to it). She really didn't mess up my clothes like that but she showed me real pepper. As I had gotten desperate, I suddenly remembered my hair stylist who said she had a tailor that made good dresses and her shop was in the Estate. I searched through my phone book and saw her contact. I called and we fixed an appointment for the next day. </div>
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I took the fabrics to her and chose the style I wanted. Mind you, this was 3 days to my trip and she assured me it would be ready on Saturday. This was on Wednesday. I called her Saturday morning and she asked me to come in the evening. I went to her shop in the evening and my cloth "neva ready". She told me her son was ill and all that and that she will spend the night to ensure it was ready by Sunday. Automatically, my plans for Sunday had been rescheduled. she however turned the lace material into a skirt and blouse, not escatly what I asked for but still ok. She however decided to show my boobs to the whole world. The front was so low, I wondered if it was my measurement she used. </div>
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First thing Sunday morning, I called her and she said there was no light, I knew I was in trouble. When I got to her shop, she had just finished cutting it up. I sat with her as she was sewing. Meanwhile, I had a marriage counselling class to attend by 1pm at Igando, and I was at Ikoyi. By 11 am, my husband called to find out where I was and what my plans were. I told him I'd be leaving in 30 mins time. I tried the dress on and saw that it was wayyyyyy toooo short. and tight. It just made me look very very cheap. I asked her if it was my measurement she used and this "tail" (remember, no "or") told me the fabric wasn't enough so she just cut it like that. Ahhhh! My boo called again and told me to let him know when I was leaving her shop.</div>
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She was still working on it by 12:45 when I snatched my dress and left the shop. As soon as I stepped out of the shop, I started crying. I was sooooooooooooooooooooooo frustrated. I didn't like the clothes, they were just to tight on me. They were not what I wanted and I had wasted my time. And she even charged me for "express" on top of everything. Arghhh!!!</div>
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My concern at that point was to get to Igando. How was I to get to Igando from Ikoyi, when my father doesn't own Lagos roads? I just kept walking and crying. My husband called me to find out where I was, and I told him I will be quite late but he should please explain to the pastor. At first they were silent tears, just my heart was crying. Then my eyes decided to show solidarity and started shedding tears. By the time the bike dropped me at Obalende, I was heaving. My boo asked me where I was and I told him I was at obalende, that he should please give me some time to met him. When I got to the Taxi park at Obalende, I couldn't breathe, I couldn't talk, I was just sobbing. The taxi men were afraid (probably thinking I had just heard bad news). On a normal day, I am what you call an "alaroro" I don't dash people money like that ooo. But I just didn't have it in me to price. When the can guy said N5,000, I managed to say i'll pay you N4,000. On a normal day, i'll had gone down to N3,000. He just said I should enter and started shouting to another cab guy that had blocked him that it was an emergency It must have been a sight indeed, someone as big as me crying like a baby that they had taken a toy from. I didn't care who saw me. I was just inconsolable. </div>
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As we made to leave the park, my boo called again and I told him I just got a taxi and was leaving Obalende. He said I shouldn't go with the Taxi as he was in front of my house. The tears went up another notch. I got down, thanked the cab guy and started making my way back towards my estate. By this time, people were staring openly at me, and I ws doing all the crying I had never done in my life. The funny thing is I didn't for once think about what I was doing. I was just so frustrated. I was late (AGAIN), had wasted my boo's time, and I was probably going to miss counselling (Again) and I hated the outcome of the clothes.</div>
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I met my boo halfway and when I saw the concern in his eyes, the tears flowed fast. He was so scared, he thought I had lost a family member (God forbid). He stopped in the middle of the road and refused to move until I told him no one died. The he asked me what happened to make me cry like that. I honestly had no answer for him and I finally said the "tailor spoilt my dress". He had this incredulous look on his face, like "is that why you are crying"? </div>
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Anyway, he calmed me down (like only him can *wink*), we called the pastor to cancel the class (with apologies) and we just hung out. Then he calmly asked me if I realized the picture I painted while crying like a child and if I realized I was going to be the mother of his children. It was at that point I felt ashamed.</div>
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When I shared the story with my mum later that night, she was actually rolling on the floor and had tears rolling down her eyes. SHe found it so funny, meanwhile, as I was narrating it to her, I started crying again. It really pained me shaaa.</div>
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Ema Leecioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03073712989459399826noreply@blogger.com39tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-455597900159756651.post-35386951796254544892012-09-18T18:58:00.001+01:002012-09-18T18:58:44.086+01:002012-09-18T18:58:44.086+01:00All of it...<div style="text-align: justify;">
Hello lovely people of blogsville!!!</div>
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I hope you missed me half as much as I missed you? :) I am seriously clearing cobwebs, spiders, bats and all from this blog. </div>
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So I am married now shaaaaaa...after what, 3 years of dating this guy? God has been faithful, that the only thing I can say. I really want to thank you for all the congratulatory messages, tweets, love and all. God bless you all. You know you and you know I know you too. lol!</div>
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Thanks a lot for still sticking to this blog, It honestly means a lot to me. To all my new followers, I appreciate you too!</div>
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Ha, I went to the moon to "drink honey", and I am back to reality real time. Its been like 2 years since I took a break from work, and it was a beautiful experience (the honeymoon and the break from work) I tell you. Not that I haven't been entitled to a break, but I always tie them down to events, exams and what not, so I haven't really rested per say.</div>
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I fear I have so much to say that I don't even know what to say any more...I'm getting dry jare.</div>
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Sometimes I just sit by myself and smile. I remember one thing or the other and just smile...Almost all the married people I know are giving me advice. All sorts of advice. I have heard all sorts of things believe me, from the bedroom, to church, to the kitchen, to going out...</div>
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I guess I am adjusting well to the whole "married" thingy. So far it has been sweet, and I know it will continue to be in Jesus name.</div>
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Enough of the "me me" talk, I just heard today that a friend (former actually) has put to bed. I am really excited for her. I know you are wondering why I said "former"? The thing is we used to be close, then something happened, and I just couldn't deal with it. I withdrew and I failed to let her know what the problem was. I just shrunk back, and she tried to reach out but i just couldn't continue. Looking back now, I realize I did her a great injustice. Believe me, I have tried to fix it, but I guess its too much water under the bridge right now. I was so immature shaaaaa.</div>
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I hope this fuel scarcity is just a hoax ooo, because people suffer enough without adding all that nonsense to it. imagine queuing up for fuel, the attendant traffic and the general suffering.</div>
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I hope the issue of the N5,000 note hasn't been over flogged yet? (I haven't done my blog rounds in a loonnnngggg time) I honestly think we have made a big mistake, and rather than correct it, we are trying to bury our heads in the sand like the ostrich. I really don't think it is the solution to any problem in Nigeria. Fancy loosing a N5,000 note. Mehn, that won't be funny at all.</div>
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On a more serious note, there will be too much money in circulation, the value of the Naira will fall, and things will just keep getting more expensive, cost of living will sky rocket, and people will just have to find a means to survive. </div>
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have you ever considered that the level of crime only increases with each passing generation? Remember the youths of today don't want to "work" but want to scam their way to get rich at all costs. If things get tougher than they already are, I believe it will just "legalize" crime in Nigeria.</div>
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Ok, I really need to go now. </div>
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Ema Leecioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03073712989459399826noreply@blogger.com39tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-455597900159756651.post-87727752501400367832012-08-22T17:42:00.001+01:002012-08-22T17:49:39.292+01:002012-08-22T17:49:39.292+01:00The 30 Day Challenge- Day 14: What I Wore today<div style="text-align: justify;">
I don't even know how to start.</div>
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I remember the last time I was "gingered" to complete this 30 Day challenge thingy. I honestly don't know what happened to all that fuel. I guess someone "stole" it. Lol.</div>
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Now, I will be realistic and not make any rash promises. One day one day sha, I'll cross the finish line.</div>
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Ok, the look of today.</div>
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I woke up this morning without any thought of what I'll wear, and since my office is not so firm about dressing, I just put on whatever I first set my eyes on.</div>
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A white shirt, a grey waistcoat, with a grey skirt and black mid heel shoes. Silver and pearl jewellery.</div>
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I looked nice(a bit sober- all my "dull" colours, but very nice)</div>
Ema Leecioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03073712989459399826noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-455597900159756651.post-40222869404798781212012-08-22T17:24:00.000+01:002012-08-22T17:24:08.317+01:002012-08-22T17:24:08.317+01:00Been a while<div style="text-align: justify;">
Hello People!</div>
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I know, its been such a long time, I feel like a new kid on the block all over again. #ignoring cobwebs</div>
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Thanks a lot for the encouragement I received (<a href="http://mindshde.blogspot.com/">Sugarspring</a>, <a href="http://apysworld.blogspot.com/">Pricsy</a>, <a href="http://a9jagreat.blogspot.com/">9ja's great</a> and <a href="http://naijabankgirl.blogspot.com/">Che</a>) to come back. I never really left though, just didn't have time any more. SO many things have happened to me and to people around me. I keep making mental notes to blog about stuff, but the time just sleeps away and never comes back. The good thing about the hiatus is that I made some fantastic friends.</div>
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Let me start with my wedding. No, relax, it hasn't happened yet...just a few more days though. I am t.i.r.e.d! Very tired. I go to bed exhausted and wake up in a fog. Someone has been doing the countdown for me -one in my office, (thanks Dr. A) and the other has been doing it on BB every single day (thanks V), and its just about 8 days left. I am excited. I feel odd. scared. I feel normal and excited all over again. I want the dates to come and get over with it. I know my life is about to change...but by how much, I do not know, and what I don't know scares me. somewhat. But one thing I know is that I will enjoy being married to my husband and he will enjoy being married to me. </div>
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Yesterday some of my aunties came over to stay at our house till the wedding. When I saw all the stuff they brought, it hit me hard that I was as good as gone.</div>
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Speaking of "gone", we got married at the Registry on the 16th, so I can actually lay claim to the fact that I hold an "M.R.S" Degree right now. :D. It went well..just that I was expecting to feel out of the world (I felt "high" when we said our vows) but I was just the same. lol, my new BIL (Brother in Law) said we kissed "SU Kiss". I laughed, which one be "SU Kiss" again? Where they expecting us to "french"? No way. It felt good to see all the comments, and pictures on BB. Thanks a lot to all of you again. Did you just say pictures? maybe later...</div>
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Then came my birthday on Monday (20th). I am thankful for another year!. I however wont say much about my birthday, because it wasn't really it for me. However, what I can tell you is I get a "makeover" and maybe then, I can tell you more about it. (Please bear with me).</div>
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I made a new discovery recently, I really don't resent Lagos market like I thought I did. I just discovered that on the 16th. Yes it was the day of the Registry. I escaped to the market. I needed to reflect, and I needed to be distracted at the same time. It sounds odd, I know, but I needed to sort out my feelings about being married and all that...</div>
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On a random note, I saw something funny the other day. I have a battered BB, and this driver came to ask me for a favour and he was using an iPhone 4. Wonders will never end. How on earth was I to help him. I just dismissed him instantly. Don't blame me, I just had to get envious at that point, even though I knew he might have bought it second hand or something. Like the day I was in a bus and a beggar was begging for alms and he was drinking La Casera. Haba!!! Somethings or situations are just not right jor.</div>
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OK, I have to go now, but I want to use this medium to invite you to my wedding. Please send me a mail if you are in Lagos (or will be on the 30th of August or the 1st of Sept) and I'll forward the details to you.</div>
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Ema Leecioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03073712989459399826noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-455597900159756651.post-71736012605241608312012-06-19T10:00:00.000+01:002012-06-19T10:00:04.842+01:002012-06-19T10:00:04.842+01:00Pray for Nigeria<div style="text-align: justify;">
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<span style="background-color: white;">This is a call to repentance to each person. We need our land to be healed, but first we must humble ourselves, and seek God. Then turn from our wicked ways.</span></div>
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Please let us remember that God can not be mocked. The Bible tells us that whatever a man sows, that he will reap. Corruption has gone on for decades in Nigeria, but this is a call to all who have chosen to serve God, who are thus called by His name, to cry out to Him. He is a merciful God, and He will hear us. </div>
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We need to cry out to God to stay this plague of destruction, waste and rage and heal our land, cleanse us from all the fury and blood thirst, and make us human again, especially to our fellow brothers and sisters.</div>
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Please let us pray for Nigeria. Yesterday I was angry, today I am broken. We need help from above, as no man on earth can help us. </div>
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Dear Lord, We are your children, redeemed by the blood of Jesus, and called by your name. <span style="background-color: white;">We have come to you broken. We acknowledge that there is no one like you, we declare your awesomeness and know that indeed, no one compares with you.</span></div>
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We cry to you today to please mend the fractures of our land, for your children are afraid. We<span style="background-color: white;"> stand upon you word which says if we pray and seek your face and turn from our wicked ways you will hear us from heaven, forgive our sin and heal our land. We ask for your mercy and that you will indeed heal our land. Your word makes us understand that you will not withhold any good thing from your children who walk uprightly. The same word makes us understand that you will not destroy a nation for the sake of a few of your children who are there.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;">Heavenly Father, please have mercy on us. Save our land. Lead our leaders aright. Teach us to walk in your precepts. Help us to do the right thing and know that you are watching us always. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;">Grant us peace in our hearts and our land, for your word has said that in the peace of the land lies our own peace. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;">This we ask in Jesus name. </span></div>
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</div>Ema Leecioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03073712989459399826noreply@blogger.com30tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-455597900159756651.post-78967970195341130262012-06-18T11:30:00.003+01:002012-06-18T11:30:36.731+01:002012-06-18T11:30:36.731+01:00Causes and Effects. The state of things in Nigeria.I am really angry about the state of affairs in Nigeria. In all sectors. <br />
This is not a dig to the president in anyway. It is my space, my piece, my rant!<br />
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Our President hasn't delivered, he is clueless and is doing nothing about it. Since his ascension to leadership, the land of Nigeria has had no peace. It has been bloodshed upon bloodshed. Needless bloodshed. Every week, we hear of something we only read about in history books.<br />
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Its bombs everywhere, everyday. It is thrown by our fellow Nigerians, at people we once laughed with. At people we grew up with. At family.<br />
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There are religious uprisings in clusters in the North. But don't be deceived to think its just the North. Its everywhere. The Muslims are at war with the Christians, and the Christians have refused to be slaughtered like chickens. They have resolved not to turn the other cheek. There is a time for everything they say, a time to make war and a time to make peace. Now is the time for war.<br />
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Its a religious sect, they call them Boko Haram, and they have reigned terror on both Muslims and<br />
Christians alike.<br />
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It is the lawless politicians, who do what they want without fear, after all, there is no one to stand up to them. <br />
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Its corrupt leadership, there are no checks and balances. If you are caught stealing, its only a matter of time, a moment of shame before the next scape goat comes and you are forgotten. As a matter of fact, you will be celebrated later on, just let the whole brouhaha settle for a while, then you become a hero.<span style="background-color: white;"> </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">Death is no longer sacred. (If it ever was), it is now a thing we live with. It no longer comes when one is terminally ill, or old. Now it lurks around bad roads, waiting for the flying coffins called </span><span style="background-color: white;">planes to close its icy fist around, waiting to lay claim to people who will surely strike in the name of claiming their rights.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">This is what we see everyday. We see, we hear, we smell the deaths too.</span><span style="background-color: white;">The smell hovering over our heads, not knowing who will go next. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">We are fast becoming the Egypt, Syria and Libya of 2010 till date, yet we think its no big deal. God forbid you say? I pray against it too, but if we do nothing about it, like we usually do, then that is what will happen. </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">Growing up, I learnt the of Cause and effect. There is no escaping it. If something happens there will be a resultant effect. Likewise, if nothing happens, there will still be an effect. Its the law of seed time and harvest. Its LIFE, and there is no escaping it.</span><br />
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We look up to our president, hoping he will indeed be our messiah, but we are disappointed each time. All he does or says is "We condemn the ..." oh please! Even my 2 year old nephew knows the difference between a threat and actual punishment for wrong doing. You keep condemning with you words, when do you actually show that you mean it?.<br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">Will Nigeria be better only after you have lost a family member to a plane crash? </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">Or if militants kill your child? </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">Will it be better only after a cherished family member is blown to bits? </span><span style="background-color: white;">With no body part to be buried with care? Or will you be satisfied to bury a limb? Not knowing for certain if it really belonged to your loved one?</span><br />
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Breadwinners have gone.<br />
Wives and companions have been killed.<br />
Children are orphaned.<br />
Families are engulfed in grief.<br />
Hope has deserted many.<br />
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This poem (for lack of a better description) has been playing itself in my head, over and over. Its a child's voice. It is wailing.<br />
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"Mama, the earth is no longer brown. Its red and liquid.<br />
Its flowing and carrying people and things with it.<br />
Its rushing towards us.<br />
Mama, the earth is hot and angry.<br />
How do we run from its path?<br />
Nothing can escape.<br />
Mama, what do we do?<br />
We still have so much to live for!!!<br />
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When we elected you president, we didn't do so because we wanted someone to occupy the chair, we did so because we thought you were the right candidate for the job. Please have some spine do not let us down.<br />
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I have been feeling out of sorts of late, not illness, not depression, just a bit detached from everything. I have no reason to feel this way, things are going well in my life, but there is just this ...thing I can't actually place my hands on. I know it's there, at the back of my mind, but I have decided to leave it there, at the back. I won't give myself headache for something I can't control. Why should I worry? My God is there to deal with it anyway!</div>
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Its amazing how far a kind word, thought, deed or prayer will go. In this my "undefined" state, I suddenly saw a notification on my phone, it was a direct message on twitter by @gbemisoke, and she said a word of prayer for me. I can't express how I felt, but it was a word in season. I almost cried when I saw it, and I felt like in the whole universe, God had put a spot light on me.</div>
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At the same time, I saw that a friend had changed her DP to my picture and her PM was "Friends are an important part of 1's life: glad I've got my ladies". And I knew that God was just telling me that He had my back no matter what. I know it may sound odd to some of you, but I guess when God relates with each one of us, its weired to the other person, somehow.</div>
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<li>When you have a nudge to do or say something (nice) to someone, don't hesitate for one second. </li>
<li>Appreciate your friends. It goes a long way. </li>
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I remember my mom always told me that whenever I suddenly thought of someone, I should say a prayer and then communicate with the person. Sometimes I do, sometimes I don't. ( sometimes I actually feel like I am disturbing some people when I keep in touch. Is it just me?). </div>
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There's this <a href="http://www.4shared.com/mp3/m8IjLxoK/13-donnie_mcclurkin-when_you_l.html">song</a> by Donnie McClurkin (feat. Cece, Yolanda and Mary Mary) that also helped me realize that people should smell flowers when they are alive.</div>
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Now I know I'll keep this up, because I just got blessed.</div>
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I ate the humble pie 2 Saturdays ago, and I didn't die like I thought I would.</div>
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No, I am not proud, but there are many things I would not take. Way back in Secondary School, some of my seniors used to call me "polietly rude". Now that used to get me in stitches (behind their backs of course, if not, I'm sure I may not have been alive to tell the Story today). How can someone be polite and rude at the same time?</div>
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Where was I...? Ahh, the humble pie...</div>
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I had to make some beads for a customer, but she didn't like the materials I used. Unfortunately, she didn't mention it to me before I made it, I used crystals and she didn't like the fact that they were shiny. it was when she saw the picture she mentioned it to me. I was flustered. What do I do? I had already spent the money on these beads. Who would I sell them to? By the way, I had spent about 3-4 nights steadfastly on this as I work during the day. I had even told her two weeks, but it was ready before then. </div>
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I took a picture of the beads after I was done and used it as my blackberry Display Picture. She pinged me and asked why I was using her jewelry as her DP, and said she didn't like the beads I used. I got irritated. Was she telling me to ask for permission before I used my "work" as my Dp? We started going backwards and forward with me saying I informed her about using crystals and she saying she didn't know what they were. At the end of the day, I just told her i'd refund her money, and she agreed.</div>
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I told my tutor, who gave me a lesson on being more patient and tolerant. I ended up apologizing to my client and telling her i'd make a new jewelry for her, but will send her a picture of the beads before I actually made it. Surprisingly, she said she'll take the ones I had made earlier. I insisted that I could and wanted to make a new one, but she said she was fine with it.</div>
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In the end, I sent it to her, and that was the end of the matter.</div>
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I learnt a big lesson that day- </div>
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<li style="text-align: justify;">The customer is always right because they hold the purse! </li>
<li style="text-align: justify;">If you render services, get ready to take it all- money, insults, praise, criticism. It will never kill you.</li>
<li style="text-align: justify;">As the Bible says, a gentle answer really does calm wrath. She just wanted me to apologize, and that was rather hard for me at first, but It didn't take anything out of me. </li>
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oh, I 'll use this opportunity to mention that I make really nice jewelry. Please holler if you or anyone you know is interested. Thank you.</div>Ema Leecioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03073712989459399826noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-455597900159756651.post-92115274541647679272012-05-14T14:43:00.004+01:002012-05-17T16:37:22.306+01:002012-05-17T16:37:22.306+01:0011<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b><u><span style="color: red;">ALERT:</span></u></b> <b><u><span style="color: red;">Long Post!!!</span></u></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I got tagged last week by <a href="http://www.mindshde.blogspot.com/">Sugarspring</a> and <a href="http://a9jagreat.blogspot.com/">A-9ja-Great</a>, and <a href="http://madamchiso.blogspot.com/">Cee</a> for this "tag 11".</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I really want to thank them both for this award. To be very honest, I was actually looking forward to getting tagged. And now, I have been tagged. Three times. Lol!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Its a really dynamic tag award, and I particularly love the way the questions change without warning! lol.</span><br />
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<li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Post 11 random things about yourself</span></li>
<li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Answer questions posted by the person who tagged you</span></li>
<li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Create 11 questions and tag 11 people to answer your questions</span></li>
<li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Notify those tagged of the game</span></li>
<li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Notify the person who tagged you after you have answered the questions</span></li>
<li><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">No tag backs</span></li>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">N.B- Since I got tagged by 3 people, I'll answer their questions differently. This should be interesting!!!</span></div>
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<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I love God</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I hate it when people touch me when there is really no need</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I love to study people. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I am very level headed</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I am not a very patient person....working seriously on this</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I make jewelry (www.flickr.com/photos/emaleecious/)</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I am into interior decorating</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I love DIY's</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I am very independent</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I just started eating Semovita, and i must say its not as bad as I once thought.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I just finished the 11 random things about me. Lol</span></li>
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<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Who on earth loves you most (apart from God)- <b>Tony</b></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">If you were to sacrifice your life for someone, who would it be?- <b>My nephews and Niece</b></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Have you ever had a crush?- Oh Yes. <b>In secondary school (Chike) and in University (Tunji)</b></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">What was the naughtiest thing you did as a child? <b>I rubbed evostic (glue) into my cousin's hair like hair cream...she was pretty annoying.</b></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">If today was your last day on earth, where would you rather be, what would you do and who would you want to spend your last hour with? <b>In a serene place, just talking and listening, with </b><b>my boo.</b></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">If you were given a 2nd chance to begin life again, would you rather be someone else or the same you? <b>I'ld be an improved version of me (wink)</b></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">What are you passionate about in life? 2 things- <b>creativity and helping people.</b></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">If you were told to sing a solo for someone on the radio, who would it be going out to? <b>All my "ex-friends". I really don't know the reasons some friendships fail, and I miss some of them.</b></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">if you were told to make a shout out to just ONE person on TV, who would it be going out to? <b>MY MOM. She is incredible!!!</b></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Have you ever cried for a friend? and why? <b>Oh yes, I thought I had lost him, and I was wrong.</b></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">If Jesus was coming today, would you be ready? <b>Its one thing for me to say yes, and another thing for me to actually be ready. I pray and hope I am indeed raptured with Christ!</b></span></li>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b><u>11...Answers <span style="color: red;">(A-9Ja's-Great)</span></u></b><b><u><br /></u></b><span style="background-color: white;">1. What's the most important attribute you look for in the opposite sex?- <b>kindness</b></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">2. What's your passion?- Creativity. <b>A chance to prove myself</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white;">3. What would you do if you had a million dollars? <b>Take myself to the </b></span><b>Mediterranean for a well deserved vacation, then establish a camp for the destitute where they can be taught life skills.</b></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">4. What do you consider you best attribute? <b>My smile and My eyes</b></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">5. When did you have your first kiss? <b>When I was born? Lol!</b></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">6. Do you prefer someone in suit or casually dressed? <b>Casually dressed</b></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">7. What's the best book you ever read? <b>This Present Darkness- Frank Peretti</b></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">8. If you had the opportunity to see any influential person,who would it be? <b>Oprah</b></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">9. Do you enjoy PDA (Public Display of Affection)? <b>Somewhat</b></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">10. Comedy,Romance,Thriller,Drama,which of these best describes the type of movies you like? <b>Romance...I am in love with love.</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white;">11. When exactly would you like to get married and start a family? <b>This year</b></span></span><br />
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<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">What do you do in your spare time? <b>make jewellery</b></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">What one thing are you most proud of? <b>Jesus</b></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">What is your ultimate dream vacation? <b>A cruise to the Mediterranean with my boo</b></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">What are you most looking forward to in the next year? <b>Completing my MBA (I don tire, abeg)</b></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Most important thing you are saving up for? <b>To get me some wheels</b></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Have you ever rescued someone? what were the circumstances? <b>No, I haven't. Not yet, anyway.</b></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Who influenced me the most when you were a child? <b>Omojo, my sister. I copied her a lot.</b></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Who influences you the most now? <b>Well, I'm really independent now... I listen to my mom a lot sha. She's soooooo wise. Lol</b></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">What is the most daring or dangerous thing you've ever done? <b>Scaled a fence.</b></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">What person in history would you most like to meet? <b>Lee Kuan Yew- We need help in Nigeria.</b></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">What would you love for your next birthday gift? <b>iphone 5</b></span></li>
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<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">What do you love most about yourself?</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Who are you in secret?</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">What's your best food?</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Why do you blog?</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Where is the one place you are most comfortable in?</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Who do you call God?</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">do you know God or you know about Him?</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">What drives you?</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In three words, who is a successful person?</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">what's the kindest thing you have ever done?</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">When you have a lot of money, what the first thought that crosses your mind?</span></li>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /><b><u>11...Tags</u></b></span><br />
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<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b><u><a href="http://www.inyamuakut.com/">Inyamu</a></u></b></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b><a href="http://naijabankgirl.blogspot.com/">Che</a></b></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><a href="http://www.nikeychic.blogspot.com/">Doris</a></span></li>
<li><a href="http://labyrinthsoflahrah.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Lara</span></a></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><a href="http://olamsygenius.blogspot.com/">Olamide</a></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><a href="http://funke-thoughts.blogspot.com/">Olufunke</a></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><a href="http://oddnaijachic.blogspot.com/">Odd Naija Chic</a></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><a href="http://imisioluwa.blogspot.com/">Imisi</a></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><a href="http://thediaryofafatnaijagirl.blogspot.com/">Dayor</a></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><a href="http://hazel-muses.blogspot.com/">Hazel</a></span></li>
<li><a href="http://thenitty-grittyofahousewife.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Simply mee</span></a></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Please feel free to tag yourself if you read this post and "go with the flow"</span></li>
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</div>Ema Leecioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03073712989459399826noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-455597900159756651.post-46970316683006558502012-05-02T11:57:00.002+01:002012-05-02T11:57:29.167+01:002012-05-02T11:57:29.167+01:00Without FanfareHi,<br />
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I put up a new post - Without Fanfare- on Olamsy's blog. Please visit it by clicking<a href="http://olamsygenius.blogspot.com/"> here</a>.<br />
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P.s Don't forget to leave your comments and follow him as well.<br />
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xoxoEma Leecioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03073712989459399826noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-455597900159756651.post-55091844714833697682012-04-18T11:26:00.001+01:002012-04-18T11:26:51.416+01:002012-04-18T11:26:51.416+01:00BoredIsn't it weird that I have a job, and yet I am bored. As a matter of fact, I have 2 jobs, and yet, I can't seem to find any interest in them any more. I wonder what happened?<br />
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<img src="https://encrypted-tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSxr4lOwEczCWX6P_igpXfC-DTMjScaAG_oiKPXuwA_HfVK-H1uIw" />Once upon a time I used to be very very excited about one of the jobs. It was like the coolest thing after leaving the banking industry. But recently, I seem to get "hungry". Not hungry for food, but hungry to do more. Make no mistake, my desk is always full to capacity with work, I just feel there is a lot I can do that I am not doing. Like I am being underutilized.<br />
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To make matters worse, everyone around me (my 2nd job) has gone for a training, and I wasn't included in the list. It makes me wonder...<br />
Anyway, I'm in the office by myself of all the colleagues in my subsidiary group, and I have a dozen and one things to do, and yet I am BORED!!!<br />
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My mind is telling me its time to find "food"...wherever that may be!<br />
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I need to get back to my newsletter, its long overdue for publication. See y'all later!<br />
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<br />Ema Leecioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03073712989459399826noreply@blogger.com37tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-455597900159756651.post-49785338047974619112012-04-16T10:51:00.000+01:002012-04-16T10:51:08.093+01:002012-04-16T10:51:08.093+01:00Intro and more<div style="text-align: justify;">
Hello People!</div>
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Hope you're all doing well? Its going to be a fantastic and blessed week for us all.</div>
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So many things happened this weekend. </div>
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We (T and I) had our introduction finally... (some of you know what I mean) and it was a beautiful event. It turned out bigger than I expected with over 50 people from his side, but I thank God. (My mum was prepared to feed a battalion, and the work it took to get all that food ready on Saturday was something else). I am grateful to God for the success of the event, and for the celebration of love, not just between me and T, but also by my family and friends. Special shout out to Deola and Wura for making it. I appreciate you guys.</div>
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I honestly can't recount all that happened, but I will share an interesting part with you. </div>
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I was called into the parlor by my dad (all this while, I was in the room while all their talk was going on) and he asked me to stand in front of everyone and asked T to state if it was me he wanted. T said yes, and my dad turned and told me that T and his people had come to ask for my hand, and he wanted me to say if I wanted to marry him. I said yes. Then he asked me to pick up the tray (with money in it from the centre table (apparently T had put the money in it before I was called in) and if I agreed to be his wife, I should bring the Tray to him. I went to pick it up, and my mum suddenly screamed, saying why was I rushing to pick up the tray, that I should go slowly jor. Everyone started laughing. Lol...I guess I was just nervous with everyone looking and all, but that helped douse my nervousness. Then I walked slowly to pick it up and knelt to give it to my dad, who asked me to give it to my mum. He said that if she accepted it, then it meant she approved of my choice. I took it to her and knelt before her, she accepted it from me. T was beaming like a "peacock by this time and I had tears in my eyes...</div>
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To other things, T and I went out on Sunday to the beach (Elegushi) and I really enjoyed myself. It was different, somehow, and magical. </div>
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While we were there, I suddenly saw a bum pulling a swollen ram out of the water with his hand. I was surprised. Then the Life guards around dragged the animal somewhere to bury it. I was appalled. The animal was in the water and I know that the same water gets into people's mouth and all. T said maybe they used it for "sacrifice", because I was wondering want a ram would be looking for at a beach. Needless to say, that was the end of my "play". I just sat very far from the water and "enjoyed the view" from my perch. I think all that "Tax"' they collect at the gate and to park your car should actually be put to good use. The beach should be kept clean and nice jor.</div>
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Then we went we went for the Faceoff Celebrity Basket ball show. It was interesting, but I had to leave by 10 because of work. While we were there, the MC was calling the names of celebrities, and he called Annie Macaulay's name shortly after Tuface's name. And i couldn't help asking- what does she do? and someone beside me said- "she makes babies for Tuface. Lol</div>
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Wishing you a lovely week ahead!!!</div>Ema Leecioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03073712989459399826noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-455597900159756651.post-54533340667318062402012-04-04T14:06:00.002+01:002012-04-04T14:06:37.526+01:002012-04-04T14:06:37.526+01:00When Love isn't enough<div style="text-align: justify;">
What do you do when you realize that love isn't enough? After all has been said and done, and change still isn't forthcoming? When you drum in some things into the partners head, but the lessons are really hard to stick to? Or the partner just refuses to "learn"?</div>
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"Love is patient and kind...it is not self-seeking...keeps no record of wrongs...it always hopes, always perseveres" (1 Cor. 13:4:7- NIV)", you might say. "But I am also human and imperfect" is my own defence.</div>
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Love for me is a beautiful thing, but it shouldn't cover up for the basics when they are not in place...love languages shouldn't be ignored, and individual feelings should be considered and respected.</div>
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I strongly believe that every one is significant and should be celebrated in a way that makes them feel appreciated and loved in return.</div>
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I 'm sorry if this comes out as jumbled, but I truly can't say more than this now.</div>
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They say "a word is enough for the wise", I hope the "wise" are reading this and have gotten "the word".</div>
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<br /></div>Ema Leecioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03073712989459399826noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-455597900159756651.post-58855459875468665282012-03-20T07:00:00.000+01:002012-11-02T08:10:15.049+01:002012-11-02T08:10:15.049+01:00The 30 Day Challenge: Day 13- My Opinion About my Body and how Comfortable I am with it<br />
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My candid opinion? I think I am fabulous!</div>
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Being a plus size, I have always been self conscious about
myself. I know I am beautiful, and people tell me always that I have a great body. However,
I think I will totally believe them if I can shed just a little bit of weight. </div>
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I like myself the way I am but honestly think and know the
right thing to do. I have started going down a bit and believe me its’ not an
easy task at all ( I can liken it to going down a mountain with stilettos). It’s
that easy. To think that packing on the pounds is as easy as “ABC”.</div>
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Am I comfortable? My answer is no.</div>
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However, I will ask myself the question this challenge didn’t
ask- Am I confident? My answer is YES!</div>
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Ema Leecioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03073712989459399826noreply@blogger.com29tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-455597900159756651.post-13559747755273352402012-03-19T11:00:00.000+01:002012-03-19T11:00:00.056+01:002012-03-19T11:00:00.056+01:00The 30 Day Challenge: Day 12- Five Guys I find Attractive<br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Because I find them attractive doesn’t mean anything. I just
think they look “very nice” and if you happen to read this post and think
otherwise, then I must say you are resting your back on okada.</span></div>
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<li><span style="font-family: inherit;"> Anthony O.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: inherit;">Odunayo B.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: inherit;">Kunle B.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: inherit;">Enobong I.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: inherit;">Damilola I. ( I couldn’t resist
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">By the way, Attractiveness- the <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; line-height: 115%;">degree
to which a person's physical traits are regarded as aesthetically pleasing or
beautiful- I just had to google it!</span></span> </div>Ema Leecioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03073712989459399826noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-455597900159756651.post-45697923479567607322012-03-18T10:30:00.000+01:002012-03-18T10:30:01.851+01:002012-03-18T10:30:01.851+01:00The 30 Day Challenge: Day 11 - My Family<br />
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I have the best family anyone can wish for. </div>
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of them. We are closer than you will believe and still manage to live our
individual lives. We stand by each other every time and God is the focal point in the
tapestry of our lives.</div>
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A lot of people have told me that the love the unity of my
family- we stand united always.</div>
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This is not to say that we are perfect, but that we try. Sometimes,
I feel that they tend to “love too much”. At those points, I sincerely wish
they didn’t have to and that they will just let me be. That never happens, and
I get on with my life.</div>
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I come from a family of 10, and I thank God for making them
a part of my world every single day!!! </div>Ema Leecioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03073712989459399826noreply@blogger.com6