Dear Kizzle

Dear Kizzle,

So I was actually about to go to bed cuz today’s been a hell of a long day.. but I was just like No. I have to write this first. Ibukun, the thing is no matter how many “thank you”s or “I love you”s I say, you would actually NEVER be able to know how much I appreciate all you did to make my birthday special and how blessed I am to have a friend like you. I literally woke up to those cupcakes. Like I was asleep and someone knocked on my door (with SO MUCH FORCE LOL!). I thought it was one of the RAs and I was wearing only shirt so I now had to start dressing up. I was even getting annoyed sef lmaoo, just for me to open door, and the girl was like “Are you Chioma?” And I was like “Yeah” and she was like “These are for you”. When I opened the first box and saw those LOVELY cupcakes, I could NOT believe it. Like Katie and I were so shocked and confused. Without tasting them, I could already tell they were scrummppptiousss, that’s how beautiful they looked. Who wakes up to beautiful cupcakes the size of her head?? Like I felt like my life was a movie! I had one for breakfast and for the first time in a loooong while, I did not even think or care about the calories. I just lost myself in the splendor of that glorious cupcake. Lol yes Kizzle, it was that deep. And then this night, after I came back from the restaurant, I opened the second box and I saw the gorgeous cake! (Imma send you pictures!) I feel like I would have guessed it was from you if I had opened that second box first cuz the cake had “Happy Birthday Mizzle” on it haha. Like I couldn’t even believe it. I was like God, what did I actually do to deserve such a sweet thoughtful person like Ibukun as a friend? Thank you soooo soooo much Kizzle. I love you. I know these don’t suffice but I shall say them anyways.

And the video you sent showing me the card and everything; the actual cutest! But Kizzle, why are you so amazing? Like all the way from Canada! Like you really did not have to do all these things but you still did! It’s mindblowing really. Sorry about all the hassle and wahala you had to go through with the perf and all. I’m more than grateful honestly. I (and all my friends over here) am still trying to understand how someone can be so thoughtful and awesome. Like Kizzle I don’t think you can understand how much it meant to me. Thank you for being such a wonderful friend, and for always being there to just gist with me and act stupid and go crazy with the emojis (Remember the toilet one, our BEST! Hahaha). Thank you for ALWAYS checking on me, being there for me, cheering me up when I’m sad, helping me relazz when I’m stressed out, and everything! I really really cherish our friendship and I thank God for skillfully placing you in my life; you are one of the silver linings of my Lag experience (remember our okada days hahaha). Thank you so much Ibukun! Love you so much girl; thank you for making my 18^th so memorable! I love you Kizzle! Thank you so much Kizzlicious! I love you Kizzle of life! Thank youuuu! I love youuu! I know these still don’t suffice but I believe it is highly necessary that I say them anyways. xx

When Revenge leaves your life in shambles

So I just watched the season finale of Revenge tonight and I’m just such a mess. That episode was too much for me. Every single minute of that two-hour episode was precious. So much tension, so much emotion, so much pain, tears, everything. I cried so much, like I actually surprised myself. This is not the first time I’m crying over tv though. I am a regular guy on that crying P lol, like when I get attached to a show, I get ATTACHED. For example, when I watch scandal, I BECOME Olivia Pope, like literally lol it’s insane. Sometimes, I tear up when sweet things happen (I loveee romance haha) or I shed silent tears when a character I like is crying or in pain or something. Like in Vampire Diaries, when Jeremy “died”, I   b r o k e   d o w n. Like the tears just kept dropping down my cheeks, but nothing has ever been as serious as today’s crying session. I was actually making sounds! Like those ugly crying sounds ahaha! I’m just happy Katie (my roommate) wasn’t around cause she would have been so scared LOL. I don’t know if it was because I was really tired and stressed out because of finals and all (Had three today and the first was at EIGHT AM), but I was SO unstable. And even till now, my mood is still very mellow. I have a slight headache due to crying and my eyes just look sad. I don’t even feel like joking with anybody, I just want to go to bed, but I can’t cuz I’m at work right now till 1:30. I planned to read for my ModCon final but I’ll just do that tomorrow cuz I’m not in a suitable state right now. I am actually not thaaat much of an emotional person, I promise! But these shows just always have a way of taking over my life! (Plus the fact that I just finished my container of garri )

I feel like I’m not crying just because of the show, but also because of the fact that there are actually people in the world that are going through these things at the moment. There are people like Jack that have lost everything and everyone. How does it feel to lose your wife AND your brother? How does one explain to his young child that he no longer has a mom and an uncle? There are people like Olivia Pope who can never be with the one they truly love (Yeah I know many people despise Olitz but you can’t tell me their love is not genuine. You just can’t). There are people like Stefan/Damon who would sacrifice everything for someone and yet, they forever remain an option. As for Emily *deep exhale*, I am so pained to see her hurt the way she does. She basically has no one and it seems like she doesn’t feel like she has anything to live for, so she thrives solely on her thirst for revenge. But as Aiden said, when she eventually gets her revenge, she wouldn’t find peace; just overwhelming emptiness. And then, there exist people like the Graysons that are so greedy and selfish and can go to any lengths to satisfy themselves and themselves alone. They lie, deceive, manipulate people and destroy lives. Yes I know these shows exaggerate these situations to some extent, but regardless, there are still actual people who go through these things, and it’s just sad to think about, you know. Oh well, I’m going to try to read for my ModCon final now. I mean, my parents didn’t send me to Emelica to watch feem atink? Bye bloggy (I’ll work on a better name for you later lol), goodnight! x

Bad Bitches: The F***ing Problem

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To be honest, many of us have choreographed, performed, or even shower-sung to the A$AP Rocky song called “Fucking problem.” The chorus, the most popular part of the song,  sings;  "I love bad bitches that’s my fucking problem.” First of all, I am not sure the young man is serious about his life. If he knows it is a problem why does he sound so excited when singing about this “problem”. 

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Random thoughts on a Sunday evening

Do you know the advantage of having a blog no one ever reads? You can write about ANYTHING you want and not get judged for it! It’s weird how my mind works. I feel this inner satisfaction from posting my thoughts on my online blog than on my personal laptop blog. Like I just like knowing I can post it on a public site. Yet, the public won’t see it cuz the public doesn’t read my blog loool that makes 0 sense but warrefurrr. I’m tired atm, about to take a short nap before mass at 7. I LOVE going for mass but I just can’t help sleeping during the sermon almost every single time. Could this be the work of the devil? Haha for real though. I need to take control of this bad habit because that’s how I’ll pass this trait to my children, and then in our future church, they would now label us ‘that family that likes to sleep in church’. Anyways, I’ve been struggling with something within me. I’ve been striving so hard to become a good person since the beginning of this year. Let me define this ‘good’. I want to be a person that when I hear people are gossiping about me, I just naturally say ‘Oh well, hopefully God will touch their hearts to make them refrain from evil’ and pray for them and forgive them in my heart and actually forget. Lol I know it seems impossible but I BELIEVE that there are actually people like this out there and I would LOVE to become one of them. There’s been some progress though. Before, if I heard someone was talking about me (someone that I didn’t consider my FRIEND, cuz no matter what happens, I can NEVER call any of my FRIENDS names behind their backs whether they did that to me or not, idk why), I would get SO mad, confront the person, insult the person die and all that. But now, I’m way calmer. And I keep telling myself to forgive and not reciprocate, but that’s the thing; I don’t want to have to tell myself to forgive. I want to be that person that NATURALLY forgives. I strive to be THAT person. But everytime I feel I’m there or I’m almost there, something always arises that drags me back to square one; either I hear that someone was saying shit behind my back or behind my friend’s back, and then it takes me like a week to let it go. I just dwell on it inside and imagine the various scenarios I could swaggiely confront the culprit in, but ALL THE TIME, I can’t, because I wasn’t meant to have heard about the things in the first place so I wouldn’t want to implicate my sources. However, the last time I heard something that was said about me, surprisingly, I wasn’t even mad. As in, NOT AT ALL. Like I was even laughing, and it wasn’t even that scornful laughter like ‘*deep voice* ho ho ho, I’m going to get this foolish goat back’. It was just like ‘LOOOOOL Oh yeah?’. Which is a good thing.. I guess. I think that I’ve just come to terms with the fact that some people are just destined to be destiny blockers and we should learn to resist them and block them from blocking our destinies. Another problem I have is that when I hear that oh my friend said this and that about me, as long as I usually think of that person as my FRIEND, I will keep considering the person my friend, and I always unconsciously start making excuses for the person in my head like ‘oh it’s not her fault… i don’t exactly blame her because… maybe this, maybe that…’ But I feel like I should try to stop this, because I feel it is a form of stupid naivete haha. Especially because I’m POSITIVE that if those people were in my shoes, they would not make these excuses for me. Oh well, my eyelids are droppingggg, and I don’t want to sleep in church haha so I should probably go and crash now.

Bye nobody/whoever randomly stumbled upon this!

Love youuu LOL

xx

Messed up generation.

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So I saw this picture on twitter that made a lot of sense in my head...& i'll just use the picture as a basis for today's post. I can't find the picture now :( so I have to basically type the contents :|

Our generation is messed up, everything is shit  (okay not everything). We make life much more complicated than it actually is.

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Francisca’s Twitter Rant

Excuse me i do not understand some of the things that go on on this twitter of a thing. Twitter is a social network, YES. But there is a but. Because twitter is a social network and we are all meant to socialize, does not mean that people should not mind their businesses. I mean like you just don’t come to twitter to come and porknose(however that is spelt) into someone’s business all in the name of socializing. NO NO AND NO I SAY NO it does not  work like that. This thing has been doing me for a very longgg time and now I KENNOT HOLD EET ANY LONGER.  Thats how i will be on my own oh jejely tweeting at my cool niccas and bad bitches. Okay lets say now i crack one inside joke or something or i say something stupid that only the two of us are meant to understand. One nonsense person that i don’t even know where he/ she came from will now come and add a comment. Asin its annoying and i am annoyeedddd.Or if i call my friend stupid/idiot/fool jokingly, someone will now come and write LOL. Ehen Mr. Man what are you looking for? Like who gave you audacity to el oh el? I called my friend stupid and it is between both of us like both of us only. And who is even lolling with you? What is the joke sef?  Don’t add your comments. Don’t even el oh el please. Like just mind your business. Yes that is what i have been trying to say. Let us adopt  the MIND YOUR BUSINESS policy on this twitter or else kasala fit burst anyday anytime anywhere oh. Please let us adopt this policy, for a peaceful and healthy twitter community.i’m sorry i really needed to do this rant. Tenz.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY OMOBA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Moriadesheolaoluwachukwuemeka, Happy birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yo mehn, Omoba we go wayyyy back thoughhh. Like we’ve actually been friends since JS1, first day of school sef! When you came to famz me and say that you saw me at your St. Saviour’s funfair and I was like ‘Chill nigga, I know you wanna be friends with me cuz I’m so swaggie but you ain’t gotta lie’ B-) . And then JS2, we were best friends, and then you messed that up. Well, sucks to be you, cuz I was the bestest best friend ever. LOL what am I writing though? Happy Birthday Moji!!!!! I actually love you so so much and I know you know that. I love how we might not talk for ages, and then when one of us calls the other, we just talk like we were just in ljc yesterday, and we giiist and giiist for hours! I remember all those our table days with Ron, Frenx, Van and KOFSSSS! Hahahahah yo I’m actually laughing out loud. Kofsss of lifeee! I remember how we used to complain to each other about our ‘thingies’ and how we just used to suffer together lol. And then when you used to tif my facetowel and lipbalm. Yo what was actually wrong with you? Like you’re actually mad. LOL. And OH MY GOD, that your laugh that you have refused to change and that your cracked voice that you’ve been claiming that it’s because of puberty since JS1! Mehn Morad I miss you SO much! Can you actually come to New York AT A TIME THAT I’M ACTUALLY THERE??? -___- We really need to hang out! I hope you have a really really fun day, with Onyema ma nigga and all your friends over there. I’ll be there in spirit. I pray God blesses you abundantly, and grants you all your heart’s desires. May you grow in His love, precepts, divine favour and direction. May your swag continue to rise and rise till it reaches my level. Amen. Thanks for being a real G and an awesome nigga. You will always be at the top top section of my friends list, and I will ALWAYS be at the top of yours as well (I ain’t even arguing with you tho). HAPPY BIRTHDAY AGAIN OMOBA!!!! *hitting wrists*
LOVE YOU!!!!!!!