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Weird is the very nice description you would get;
different would definitely be a good one;
metaphoric would make it to the top ten list;
but a thorned-rose best describes this blog.

Disclaimer: (Art above is not mine)
This blog might be a bit depressing for some, emotions might be stirred, feelings affected, questions left unanswered, etc. Viewer discretion is advised.... If you don't like what you see, don't comment. Just close the tab and it won't bother you anymore. :)
Mi

9 Dec 2013

BLESSED IN YOU

Memorial Song as promised. I'd record the tune on my keyboard sometime later and post it for those interested :)
Enjoy!!

St 1: Like a shooting star
You shot into my world.
In a little while
You changed the shape of my stars
And just as I was
Try’to adjust
To the new light you shined in my world

St 2: Like a little dove
You flew out of my life
I had no say
Just had to take it that way
Now that we’ve both, gone our separate ways
Got just one last thing to say

Chrs: Thank you
For giving me love
For teaching me to live each day as my last
Thank you
For giving me hope
For letting me know that some day, some how, some where in time
I was actually blessed by God through you.

St 2: So many things
I’d love to ask and know
Like how or why
Or what actually went wrong
And just as I was
Tryna begin
I saw there were no answers for me

St 3: So many times
I’d love to see your face
To hear you laugh
Or see the twinkle in your eyes
But now that I know, that cannot be
 Got just one last thing to say

(CHRS)

Brdg:
You gave me love – that’s why I’m stronger
You gave me faith – in a haven away
You gave me your shoulder – when I was in tears
You gave me a reason to smile with a brand new day

You were my friend, my brother, my sister
You were the love of my life
You were my helper, my comfort my strength,
That’s why am strong enough to say

(CHRS) 2x
I was actually blessed by God…

through… you.

Giving Thanks - December 10th

A few hours ago, I thought this post was going to be depressing, considering the fact that I just heard of the loss of an uncle, and that it seems to be annually so (is that a correct English sentence?). I haven't liked December for a while now (still don't really), which is sad considering it is a month of thanksgiving for the coming of our savior. It's mostly because over the years, the season has been associated with more tears than laughter for mi. 
Then it occurred to mi that just a year after the crash, the memorial song I wrote (will be posted after this) was not one of sorrows, but of thanks. Somehow, I was able to find somethings to be thankful for. So in keeping with the spirit of that time, and taking a step in the positive direction, I decided to make myself think positive for this year's tribute. Rather than be sad, I want to give thanks.


Give thanks to God for the two lives spared. 
Give thanks to God for the lives of the 60.
Give thanks to God that our paths crossed and I was able to meet them.
Give thanks to God for the blessings they brought with their presence and even in their absence.
Give thanks to God for the lessons we learned from their short lives.
Give thanks to God for the smiles we get when we remember then in different ways.
Give thanks to God for the love He allowed us share and experience in their short time on earth. 
Give thanks to God for the comfort He has given since that faithful day.
Give thanks to God for the depressing void he has filled with good memories since.
Give thanks to God for the continuos healing. 
Give thanks to God for the strength He has bestowed upon us all to continue to carry on.
And above all else,
Give thanks to God for the promise of eternal life, which gives us hope of meeting them again. 


Remembering our angels on this day, December 10th, 2013:
Kene Abba, Kelechi Adaka, Busayo Adebolu, Leke Adewoga, Boluwarim Adeyemi, Gabriella Aikhiobare, Wole Ajilore, Obongawan Akpan, Agu Akwiwu, Owanari Amachree, Chisom Awaji, Uzoma Awaji, Vivian Baa, Toke Badru, Chinenye Chigbo, Fanye Daniel-Kalio, Helena Edet, Chineonye Egbosimba, Uzo Egwele, Udeme Ekefre, Aniefon Ekereuwem, Amanze Ekwem, Ibra Ellah, Sandra Gbemudu, Nnanna Ibiam, Nnamdi Idabor, Chuka Ilabor, Nkem Ilabor, Buso Ilabor, Silvia Iroghama, Chibuzo Kamanu, Emma Loolo, Chiweoke Mba, Ijeamaka Mba, Augustine Monago, Linda Njoku, Obioma Nkaginieme, Ubani Nkaginieme, Chidera Nnaji, Ebuka Nnebedum, Emma Ntemuse, Hadiza Nwadei, Chioma Nwigwe, Stephanie Nwoko, Chidinma Nzelu, Adachi Nzenwa, Chidinma Okafor, Zikora Okafor, Ibiso Okemini, Onyeka Okereke, Daniel Okpe, Chris Olakpe, Whitney Orbih, Mayowa Oyebode, Jachimike Tony-Okeke, Ifeanyi Ubah, Richard Udeozor, Uzo Ugochukwu, Chigoziri Ukairo and Peter Utuk

Thinking of you yesterday, today and forever. In our hearts always
RIP

Bad Habit

I have this bad habit of searching through my newsfeed for news of deaths in December. Its so strenuous on my nerves, because it feels like I am holding my breath through the entire month, waiting for some news to come up. I always expect at least 3 - Hollywood, the world and close to home. I think it was one of the side effects of December 10th for mi, among the many others. Ah, just realized what I want to write for my tribute tomorrow. Funny, it is a little different from what I had expected myself to think of. 

xo

8 Dec 2013

The Last of the '-ember' Months

    There are some people you know and think of, and you don't put them and death in the same scene. I mean you know, at the back of your mind somewhere, that everyone would die someday. But these people just don't come to mind when you see an RIP or hear of a person's passing. 
I always dread December.
Maybe its because of December 10th, or the fact that in the last 3/4 years, I have lost someone close between around this time, or the superstition behind the '-ember' months, but December has always been my least favorite month. Sad too, being that it is Christmas' month and all. 


Just heard a friend of my dad passed away. He was one of those people I mentioned above. The ones you just don't associate with death. Even more so with his death. He simply slumped. 

Such an odd thing death is. One minute you are talking to someone, and the next minute, they are not there anymore. 

This hurt more because I had the unfortunate and unexpected job of breaking the news to my mum. 'That's impossible', she said, 'We were together only last week.' 
His wife said he woke up in the morning and slumped. 

Its so scary this month. Almost feels like the rounding up of a chess game. Where the pieces move randomly and unexpectedly. 
The lonesomeness of death is most scary. Scarier still if you already feel alone. 

Praying that this year shall not close with anymore loved ones, and we shall only celebrate the Joy that is the Lord's birth in this season.

Praying for comfort to the families that have lost loved ones this season.

Praying for us all. 

10 Sept 2013

Mothers Rock

Was having a pretty shitty evening, still am from all accounts of it. But a brief chat with my mum, about nothing in particular to be honest, dragged mi out of the depth of my misery. Still a little low but nothing a good night sleep and some coffee in the morning can't fix. 

All in all, I love my parents, and I adore chatting with my mum. She was probably a stand up comic in her last life :)

xoxo

Just Another Day

Most people have a time or several times in their life, where they have felt beautiful. Or for some, gorgeous to a certain degree.
I don't think I've ever felt that way. I've come close - feeling as though I am on my way to feeling good about myself. Never quite got there. 

They say you can't love unless you love yourself. I think you also can't let anyone love you until you do yourself....
This is about to be one long process....

15 Aug 2013

Hon Tatsuno

Current location. It's lovely being here. Staying at a friends. Her familyfeels like   home. Went out with my friend n bf today. was painfully obvious she tried to be zero affectionate with him cus of mi. 

My fault though. 
I was a spoilt brat at one point. Couldn't stand sharing my friends. Still battling with it but a lot better now - as long as I'm not forced into a 3rd wheel affair. 

 We had a huge fight few years back and I guess she was trying not to 'hurt' mi. Which in turn made mi feel like an ass. 

It's a lie that the one that does the hurting forgets. Kinda hard when the other party is being extra nice (like the Bible says). Truth is, I'm extra happy for her and wish she had been more into him like she wanted to. But I can't tell her this cus I know her well enough that it'd get a lol awkward if I do. Or I know mi well enough. 
Sometimes I really want to go smack myself in the past. 

 In other news, I wish I could live in Japan. :( But the world isn't being very cooperative. 

Night. 

1 Jul 2013

50 Shades and Other Colors: Rated R (3)

Ok I lied. I can't stop ranting lol. But since this is my blog, I do as I please....

I love this page: http://50shadesofsuck.tumblr.com/page/28 

I think it sums up almost everything (and some) I was ranting about in my last two rather long-winded essays - ya turned out longer than I expected. Hilarious.

My friend, who introduced mi to the book, is head over heels for it, and thinks I am same. I don't have a heart to tell her how I truly feel. That and the fact that she seems ready to rip heads off when it comes to this book. And I think I'm the only one in my current continent who did not get 'violently' turned on at all from the books!! A second friend told mi it's hard reading the books here, since we're alone. Took mi a few seconds to gather she was referring to the sexual aspect. Erm....I was quite fine actually. I think the Brotherhood series, now that would have been a hard read. I think the only difficulty was getting past the exaggerations and the repetitiveness - the number of times I had to read 'oh (insert name)/ 'crack whore', 'your Ms. Robinson', same old arguments, etc. 

Oh and just on a side note, What was the use of the random character in the building (I forget the name Es....), the one that looked like he worked for the media?? He didn't play any role - aside from having things delivered to him - in the story so I don't understand why he was included. 
Another side note, why were there several pages of very unnecessary emails - back and forth - between Ana and Christian?? About a third of the third book was comprised of said emails - that again added nothing to the story line. 
Side note again (lol). I am hoping Christian remembered to take out all the grossness he keeps stuffing in his pocket, and spares poor Mrs Jones. Though a woman who would clean up the play room toys  after various women with questionable hygiene, health status and background, doesn't strike mi as one who would be so particular about the gross contents of her boss' pockets. And why, pray tell, does he have like five million condoms spread across all his clothes?? Does he have them on auto-delivery from some store or something?? 
Final side note (I promise), I think Ana would make a fine psyc patient. She definitely has some delusional disorder, possible schizophrenia, is bipolar, has some borderline and histrionic traits, is co-dependent on her master/dom/husband....a psyc ward's dream, whats not to love?? 

Ok I'm done now. Really lol. 
Bed time. Had a good laugh and feeling better.

50 Shades and Other Colors: Rated R (2)

Where were we?? 

The third book.... as far as waste of time, space and precious computer space goes, this book takes the price there. A more expendable piece of literature is yet to be published. There was absolutely no point to the third book. Nothing was said or done in this book that could not have been said and done, in a concise number of pages between book one and two - which could also have been cut short to maybe a 20 or so paged thesis-like paper. I think I read about half of the book, skimming over most pages on the way. And for some absurd reason, its the longest of the three!! I love how their are so few sex scenes (at least in the parts of the book I glossed over), compared to the first two books. Like James got bored of her own writing - which I totally understand. There are just so many 'out of this world' positions you can create at a stretch. The one thing that could have been entertaining - the connection between Christian and Hyde - was, oh so splendidly murdered by the wonderful writer's anti-climatic skills. Nothing could have been more of a let down than 'we lived together'. I think its spectacular though that Christian, with the photographic memory from his childhood, conveniently forgets living in the foster home where he met Hyde. I'd be pissed too if I were Hyde lmao. Of course the ever-water-working Ana holds back a sob, on cue.
Meanwhile, what were those last few pages in the book about?? Bonus material?? lol

 I swear E.L James wrote a really long fantasy diary and split it in three. She had to get every page published somehow. 

Now an overall picture.
First off, and least problem of all, is that I was thoroughly offended I had to use a dictionary every couple of lines in this book. I didn't realize I knew so few words in the English dictionary....or understand why she had to use more sophisticated words than necessary....
I think the most incredulous thing I've ever read, has to be the contract Christian handed Ana. I snatched up my glasses, a pen, paper and navigated to wikipedia for a thorough understanding.
Ps, I now have some very useful knowledge, incase I am invited to a gathering of Doms and need to make small talk. 

After careful examination, I concluded that Ana, though she was a virgin until Christian, must have been a proper whore in her past life to have considered signing that contract in less than....what was it a week?? I mean did you see that list?? Even if you wanted to experiment and all, isn't the norm one at a time?? How do you consent to EVERYTHING in one go?? lmao And as for Christian's 'hard list', just how depraved is he to even think of some of the things on that list as considerable options to begin with?? Electrocution and fire?? What are we talking about here exactly?? Is he trying to say someone has asked him to do that before and he decided it was not for him?? What do you do sexually with electrocution?? Fire?? Do I want to know?? 
And just out of curiosity, is it really that enjoyable to get your boobs played with?? (I am genuinely confused). Ana seems to have morphed from a different specie, in my opinion, cause she finds it a little too good to be true.
The time frame in this book is ridiculous. After a week, Ana is going on about wanting more and etc....five weeks latter, he proposes and they lived happily ever after. At what point does reality step in?? I mean he is/was a Dom for crying out loud, one week can't be enough time to change all that I would think. Unless he wsn't as die hard as we all feared. 
Nevertheless, after knowing a man for 20 seconds, I think it is outrageous, down right rude and narcissistic of you to up and ask him to get rid of his lifestyle and give you 'more'. I mean all he wanted - as per the contract - was 3 months in the hay (I love that arrangement btw. 3 months and then we review if you were good enough in bed and etc.)

While I found the new discovery of love and other things most adorable, it gets to a point where you are like 'get a room please' and want to haul the book at the wall. The third book especially, is like being trapped in a room with a couple of sickly-in-love newlyweds, for no apparent reason - as I have stated above. 
It's exasperating to read 'I love you' every two lines, they have the same fights over and over, make up the same way over and over, basically, the story becomes a drag. That feeling you get when 'you are constantly forced to be the third wheel when your really good friend gets a boy friend and insists you all hang out together cause she feels you would be lonely otherwise' comes to mind. 

Then there is the fact that Ana feels the need to cry every time she thinks about the 'love' she has for Christian. Seriously. Once is adorable. Twice, mm ok cute. Three times, get your shit together please. If the love overwhelms you so much, then please by all means kill yourself and let us all be spared. 
It would also be nice to get some things left to my imagination - as per feelings. There is no reason for her to voice EVERY single thing she feels/express it all. It makes the book read like eating a very unhealthy bowl of sugar syrup. Puke sweet. 
As for the words 'Oh (insert name here), I think I've heard/read enough to last a long time. Do people really talk like that?? Really!?!? 'Oh Ana', 'Oh Christian'....(death by hanging). Ana is the worst when it comes to all this mushiness - between her sudden waterworks  sessions and her need to over-romanticize and analyze everything where he is concerned - and I thought I over think things. Hearts and flowers really is the definition for her. 
Also, her lack of understanding for modern technology is quite preposterous. For instance, in the 21st century, there can't be one person out there who, does not have an email address - and is a college student. Even if you'd rather write letters or send an owl, I am pretty sure the school expects students to have a school email address. So why was Ana perplexed when she was informed she had an email address (which should have had the word 'new' attached)?? Is it such a shocking occurrence?? 

Now, just how hard is it to get used to being rich?? I mean it's not that she, Ana, was broke before they met or dirt poor, so why, pray tell, is she always borderline depressed when it comes to 'their' money?? Yes you are from a humble background and etc but there's a limit. Plus what's with the constant 'it's over the top', 'how much was it' et al when it comes to presents?? Did she ever hear of the words 'graciously accept'?? After a while, I was sure she was just faking. Its ok to gasp when you see the price tags on things - which by the way, aren't you expected to take the price tags off when you give people presents?? Why, for instance, was her entire walk in closet still price taged?? Since he has no regard for money (has more money than sense - only sentence I loved), shouldn't be a problem if she didn't want the clothes. They could have donated it or something). 
I digress. 
As I was ranting, its ok to gasp when you see the price tags, but after dating the guy for all of 30 seconds, and he tells you he earns $100,000 per hour (erm what by the way?!?!?), you're just being unnecessarily dramatic, and a borderline if you continue to complain about him spending money. Crying 'woe is me, woe is me. My boyfriend is a mega-zillionaire and likes to spend his money on me' on the streets is liable to get you shot, revived, drowned, revived and then buried alive. 
Stop with the attention seeking please, its just unladylike.  

I think the spectacular thing is that Christian stayed true to character - fkd up till the very end. That at least was the most realistic aspect for mi.
Random thought, grammer check, an editor and a kind truthful friend would have gone a long way in the betterment of this tale. I didn't want to admit it, but I can see where the 'its a book about sex' comes from. Rather than a story with a lot of porn in it, its incredulous porn with a storyline instead. Thats probably why the scenes and conversation are so unbelievable.

Also random, what the hell is the 'great room'?? I got the names for most of the other locations in the house, but great room?? Why??

I could go on, but I think basically, what I have been trying to say is, I could have lived my life happily without reading this Trilogy and been just fine. For those wondering, if I didn't have OCD, I would not have been compelled to get to the last page....it was a headache trying to do otherwise. Once I start something, I have to finish it. 

Next time though, I shall be sticking to my instincts Thank you very much. I will not pick up a book just cause it was recommended. 

50 Shades and Other Colors: Rated R (1)

*Spoiler Alert
Yes, I succumbed, for lack of a better word, to the pressures of the world around mi, and finally read the 50 Shades Trilogy. As my usual outlet for frustration declared that she wants nothing to do with this, I am left with this avenue as my only offloading site. To keep this from becoming a long monological rant, I'd try my best to summarize. Right then, lets have some fun. 

Shocked, dumbfounded, bewildered, exasperated, irate.... and other similar adjectives come to mind when I think of the first book. My common sense and logic were assaulted off the bat. Needless to say, the first book was a huge test on my sanity, patience and morality. I think it is quite unrealistic how easily Ana accepted the entire proposal though. I mean for someone who had ABSOLUTELY no experience/interest in men, she managed to fall head over for the most extreme guy in the entire North American continent and in such a short time!! 
Then, I am nowhere near a veteran on the whole sex thing, but is it actually realistic to go at it like 12 times in a day, at the very vigorous rate, and have as many orgasms as they seem to!?!?  I'm almost sure rabbits, with their Guinness book of records rate of reproduction, won't beat this. And quite frankly, it gets boring. After the first two, I started skipping scenes. It became an 'ok ya, I get it, lets move on'. 

Some of the scenes/positions were just impossible to visualize. I'm a very visual person, so if I read something like 'he throws me over his knee, puts his legs over mi, shifts mi to the side then...' (paraphrasing horribly here), the image that comes to mind is far from sexy, comfortable or....you get the picture. There are some parts where I sit and try to stick figure the scene in my head just so I get a general idea of what the heck is meant to be happening - and I can't. Take the piano scene for instance (wrong book but just making a point), how exactly was that scene played out?? my understanding of a piano doesn't allow for all that movement and effortless sliding. And where does the satin come from?? It would have been helpful if real people were used to practice these many imaginative positions, just to make sure the human body can actually contort and stay in said forms.

And wtf was that whole tampon scene?? Right after the word 'tampon' came into view, I skipped to the next chapter. There really is such a thing as too much freaking information - even in a book. Please stop, just nasty. We understand that Christian has reached beyond the bottom of depravity when it comes to his sexual prowess, but that chapter was very unnecessary in reemphasizing said point. 



Though I think she could have wrapped the entire story up nicely into one book, the second story comes closest to the word interesting. There is the build up for the reason behind his wondrously fkd up self, Kate finding out about her best friend going from virgin to professional whore in less than 16 days, and all the meant to be juicy stuff to come. Unfortunately, my joy was rudely snipped shot by the very anti-climatic way everything went down. 

His reason for being 'Fifty Shades of Fucked Up' as he so eloquently put it, was because his mum was a crack whore - I use said term because Christian made it a point to only call her that for three books straight - who let her pimps beat him as they saw fit, died and whose body was not discovered for 4 days - with him locked in the same room. Granted, thats pretty messed up, but for all the build up, that was quite the let down. Don't get mi wrong, thats a pretty fkd up start to life, but the way the story is told and with the anticipation, you get an 'and then' felling....like there ought to be more to it than just that. Did he get sold?? One of the pimps tried to do something to him?? Idk, something....

Then the gorgeous Kate. 
One of the few times there is a need for some apt reaction, E.L James simply stops, making the scene oh so anticlimactic.When Kate found the contract, her reaction has to be the most half-baked portrayal of shock/anger I have ever read. I mean I don't know about other people, but if I find out my best friend, who has had no interest/experience in men, is suddenly seeing some guy who requires her to sign a contract - the likes of Christian's - I would have more than 'two sentences' to say about the issue. 
She could have used that opportunity to smack some sense into Ana, do us all a world of good. 

As long as this book isn't nominated for some Nobel prize or literary award....I guess there is still some shred of home left....

....Intermission....