The reception was ummm.... quite interesting.
That person with the sense of humor upstairs decided to pull one final one and strategically place Ex #1 and Estelle at the table right next to the bridesmaids. Ex #2 and his wife were at the table right next to them and Ex #3 and his fiance were seated at the table right next to my friends who I happened to randomly stop by and check up on. I mean...fancy that!
By this time, I had downed my H2O, cleared my head and i had my gameface on. I mean, i was looking extra cute that day anyways so kini big deal? When the MC announced the bridal party and we had to dance in, best believe that I danced well and I looked good doing it. Haba! I wasn't about to let no damn 3 exes and thier wives ruin my day of fun.
Like my friend said after the fact, 'Mgbeke, you are a Beassssssst'. *Takes a bow*
So I danced in and noticed that Ex#1 and Estelle were seated at the table right next to me. I guess at this point I should give y'all the headsup that the this reception gist was really about them 2 lovebirds; or to be more specific...Estelle herself... and not the #2 (Not significant) or #3 (Seated farther away from me, thankfully).
I might not have been phased but I was pretty aware of them in my space..as is only natural.
I bet this awareness must have been mutual 'cos your girl Estelle stared me down like practically all night. Or was it?
Why? She couldn't have been checking out the competition, could she? I mean...she got her man back and I 'lost out' so I definitely wasn't no damn competition.
Or was she checking to see his taste? If she was going by me then I bet she must have given him an A++. I'm just saying....
Was she threatened by my presence? *Raised eyebrow*
What exactly was the problem 'cos I kid you not when I say that Ol' girl stared me down all night. I mean, we'd have instances when my eyes would gravitate towards them 2 and like say na magic, she would happen to be checking me out. This happened like ummm...3 times? I come talk say ok, I'm not gonna look at ol' girl anymore so I made a conscious decision not to.
I was pretty busy anyway...picking up the dollar bills that off the ground from generous individuals making it rain on the couple, hanging out swag bags to guests so I kinda sorta stayed away.
But then it was time for dance, dance and even more dance and you know your girl was in the building. Any chance to dance and act a fool is always cool in my book. I hopped on the dance floor with my homegirls and us girls started to do it up. Looking back, that was one FUN wedding.
Aniwoos your girl was dancing and minding her business and small by small, I'd get comments from 1 or 2 homegirls who knew the drill...'Na wa o, that Estelle chick has been staring at you', 'Why is she looking at you?'...
Wetin consain George Bush with Okada. Me I was there dancing away and secretly liking the fact that Ol' girl was checking me out. See me see wahala o, apart from the shoutouts I gave Mr. Ex at during the intermission, I had done a good job of staying away from the foolishness so why you wan dey chook eye for my side?
Oya now...since she wanted to be doing luku luku like Lucozade, I decided to increase her viewing pleasure and added some extra jara to my dancing. LOL!
To sum this tori,
She finally hopped on the dance floor after checking me out from her little corner on her table and even while dancing with her boo, she was shooting me some quick glances. (I had my girls scoping that stuvvs for me, plus me kwa...I decided to engage in some looking of my own). :D...shey na free world? Do me I do you back, God no go vex.
At one point, my friend wanted to grab her hand and draw her closer to our circle because of the level of Luku Luku-ism that she had displayed but I quickly shut that idea down. Only grab?
Sooo somewhere along the course of the night, Oga Ex#1 finally decided that he'd introduce us. I was dancing/picking money up off the floor and he tapped me...
'Mgbeke meet Estelle'
I feigned surprise. 'Ooooh, you are Estelle huh?'...Nice to meet you.
Nice, to meet you too. She said...and that was that and back to the luku-ism. Hahahaha....
And speaking of that Ex of mine, let's not start on HIS own level of luku-lukuism 'cos I certainly peeped him. Infact i suspect I'm the star of the show in his little webcam that he was using to record the reception events. I'm just saying...
Exes and thier babymama's or not, I had a great time all in all. I remember waking up the next morning with a body quite sore from all that dancing and a smug smile on my face. Pleased to have intimidated you sweetie, please check back again.
It aint easy at all.
The end.
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Monday, September 8, 2008
3 exes and a wedding.
That day I knew that someone up there must have been cracking up at my expense....
The day was a nice spring-ish day. My friend's sister was getting married and she asked me to be in the bridal train. I agreed. Free dress, free accesories, all I had to do was just show up. I imagined it would be a pretty uneventful wedding as per I didn't expect to know anyone there. Uneventful my right foot.
Oh it started out uneventful enough. Ya know the deal..walked down the aisle and played my role as one of the cute bridesmaid. Time for church to be over and us folks to walk out na...I'm walking out and I dey use my side eye to scan the crowd small and who do I see sitting right there at the end of the aisle shining his 32? Ex #1. I almost tripped in surprise, but I played it off pretty nicely. I mean..I was surprised. What was he doing there? He doesn't even live anywhere close to my hood.
So brushing that off and making a mental note to catch up with him later, we got outside and pretty much were standing around waiting for the part where we whore ourselves out for the cameras so that the lovely couple could have a bunch of beautiful pictures to show thier kiddies and grandkiddies, and who taps me on my shoulder? Ex #2. Side note:- Technically, I don't consider him to be an ex, we never had a relationship per say. Sure he was trying to holla and we went on a couple of dates but for purposes of making this tori sweet pass, I go call am Ex #2.
But back to the tori...
*Gasp*I immediately went into catch-up mode..Gave him a big hug (I hadn't seen him in like what? 1 year or so?) OMG, what are you going here, it's been ages blahblahblah. He told me that he moved to another city. I said wow! So you came to spend time with family? He said nope, that he came with his wife who happened to be someone's cousin.
Hold-up! Did I just hear what I thought I heard? Wi gini?
'Whaaaat? Did you just say wife?'He smirked at me and said 'I sure did' and then proceeded to turn around and point her out. Of course she was hovering somewhere real close to. I mean, I don' blame her. When you see some chick all enthusiastically gushing over your hubby, you best get into that FBI mode...young trifling hoochies of nowadays..LOL!I was in shock but I quickly remembered to take a step or 2 back. Married men have always been a no-no and I promise y'all I was just being friendly. Hehehehehe....
We exchanged a few more catch-up tidbits and I quickly found my square root and told him I'd catch up with him later.
In retrospect, I think he was all too happy to point his wife out seeing that I made some serious shakara for him when he used to toast me. Hahahahaha!
Meanwhile we still had Ex #1 that I had to go say hello to o. I mean..what was he doing there? It was a little intermission/mix and mingle thing while the wedding folk set up the reception hall and there was a bunch of people standing around and mingling. I made a beeline for the people carrying suya around on trays and armed with my 2 sticks of suya, I was on a mission to find that Ex of mine.
As I made my way through the all the girls posing in corners with thier short dresses and the guys posing against walls checking the ladies out, my eye fell on him, him, HIM. I repeat, someone up there was cracking the heck up at my expense. WTF was HE of ALL people doing here? Him being Ex #3. I pinched myself and took a big bite of suya hoping that I was hallucinating but no o..pinches and suya no gree for me. I sho as heck wasn't seeing things. It was Ex #3. Mind you I hadn't seen ol' dude in like what? 3 years or so? Last time I checked he lived in another hood and apart from our random catch-up convos now and then, I didn't know much of what was going on with him. I guess he could feel my eyes boring into his being 'cos he turned around and saw me.
*Activate catch-up mode*
Hoh Hem Gee. Fancy this... I said. He was like indeed, it's been what? how many years?
I asked him who he knew and he said the groom and him had gone to Law school together. Shoulda figured that was the connect. Meanwhile from the corner of my eye, I noticed some chick hovering in the background. Close enough for me to know that they came together so I kinda gave her a pointed stare and he was like 'Oh yeah, meet my fiance ****'
Fia whaaaaaat? Oh Jesus. I need a glass of water.
But I quickly composed myself and put my gameface on. 'You're kidding...you? You're engaged?'He was like 'Yeah, yeah... a lot of things have changed'. They shoooooo have. I mean throughout the time that we dated, he always insisted that he would NEVER get married and was damn serious about it. So me kwa, I figured ish wouldn't come to much and peaced out only to come and find out that Ol' boy don engage himself finish. Ewooooo! Yep, things don changed indeed.
But aniwoos back to my tori...I made nice with the fiance, made small talk with both of them and for the second time that day, found my square root. My mind was spinning...Looking back now, that was one funny day!
But yo, it wasn't over o. That person up there wasn't over and done with the jokes. Just when I thought that I was finally digesting all the info and getting used to being in the same space with 3 exes and 2 significant others, who do I run into? The much sought after ex #1...and no, there was no woman hovering in the background 'cos trust me I did a quick scan. We hi-hi'ed it up. (I had seen him within the last 12 months or so, so I didn't have to go too much into the catch up mode). Asked him what he was doing at the wedding, caught up on some random gist and I promised to catch up with him later.
So I walked out and was chilling with my homegirls in the cut, you know staying out of the way of the 'razzi's and all that media attention when I noticed him walk around my way with a woman on his arm. Oh I was all eyes and ears (UnderG of course)...he walked over to the group of girls standing behind us and introduced her.
'Meet Estelle** (For purposes of this tori)
I stood very still for that nano-second as I quickly put 2 and 2 together.
Estelle? That same Estelle? No really, the same Estelle?? WOW! No blame am o, her role in the interruption of me and him was pretty innocent and in retro, they had wayyyyyyyy too much history for me to even try to hold a torch to alladat. I mean, they are married now....But wow, that was the final straw for me and at that point I really did take a time out session to escape somewhere and down a tall, cool, glass of H2O while I asked the person up there if he/she had any more jokes up thier sleeve.
I mean damn! The reception hadn't even started yet....
The day was a nice spring-ish day. My friend's sister was getting married and she asked me to be in the bridal train. I agreed. Free dress, free accesories, all I had to do was just show up. I imagined it would be a pretty uneventful wedding as per I didn't expect to know anyone there. Uneventful my right foot.
Oh it started out uneventful enough. Ya know the deal..walked down the aisle and played my role as one of the cute bridesmaid. Time for church to be over and us folks to walk out na...I'm walking out and I dey use my side eye to scan the crowd small and who do I see sitting right there at the end of the aisle shining his 32? Ex #1. I almost tripped in surprise, but I played it off pretty nicely. I mean..I was surprised. What was he doing there? He doesn't even live anywhere close to my hood.
So brushing that off and making a mental note to catch up with him later, we got outside and pretty much were standing around waiting for the part where we whore ourselves out for the cameras so that the lovely couple could have a bunch of beautiful pictures to show thier kiddies and grandkiddies, and who taps me on my shoulder? Ex #2. Side note:- Technically, I don't consider him to be an ex, we never had a relationship per say. Sure he was trying to holla and we went on a couple of dates but for purposes of making this tori sweet pass, I go call am Ex #2.
But back to the tori...
*Gasp*I immediately went into catch-up mode..Gave him a big hug (I hadn't seen him in like what? 1 year or so?) OMG, what are you going here, it's been ages blahblahblah. He told me that he moved to another city. I said wow! So you came to spend time with family? He said nope, that he came with his wife who happened to be someone's cousin.
Hold-up! Did I just hear what I thought I heard? Wi gini?
'Whaaaat? Did you just say wife?'He smirked at me and said 'I sure did' and then proceeded to turn around and point her out. Of course she was hovering somewhere real close to. I mean, I don' blame her. When you see some chick all enthusiastically gushing over your hubby, you best get into that FBI mode...young trifling hoochies of nowadays..LOL!I was in shock but I quickly remembered to take a step or 2 back. Married men have always been a no-no and I promise y'all I was just being friendly. Hehehehehe....
We exchanged a few more catch-up tidbits and I quickly found my square root and told him I'd catch up with him later.
In retrospect, I think he was all too happy to point his wife out seeing that I made some serious shakara for him when he used to toast me. Hahahahaha!
Meanwhile we still had Ex #1 that I had to go say hello to o. I mean..what was he doing there? It was a little intermission/mix and mingle thing while the wedding folk set up the reception hall and there was a bunch of people standing around and mingling. I made a beeline for the people carrying suya around on trays and armed with my 2 sticks of suya, I was on a mission to find that Ex of mine.
As I made my way through the all the girls posing in corners with thier short dresses and the guys posing against walls checking the ladies out, my eye fell on him, him, HIM. I repeat, someone up there was cracking the heck up at my expense. WTF was HE of ALL people doing here? Him being Ex #3. I pinched myself and took a big bite of suya hoping that I was hallucinating but no o..pinches and suya no gree for me. I sho as heck wasn't seeing things. It was Ex #3. Mind you I hadn't seen ol' dude in like what? 3 years or so? Last time I checked he lived in another hood and apart from our random catch-up convos now and then, I didn't know much of what was going on with him. I guess he could feel my eyes boring into his being 'cos he turned around and saw me.
*Activate catch-up mode*
Hoh Hem Gee. Fancy this... I said. He was like indeed, it's been what? how many years?
I asked him who he knew and he said the groom and him had gone to Law school together. Shoulda figured that was the connect. Meanwhile from the corner of my eye, I noticed some chick hovering in the background. Close enough for me to know that they came together so I kinda gave her a pointed stare and he was like 'Oh yeah, meet my fiance ****'
Fia whaaaaaat? Oh Jesus. I need a glass of water.
But I quickly composed myself and put my gameface on. 'You're kidding...you? You're engaged?'He was like 'Yeah, yeah... a lot of things have changed'. They shoooooo have. I mean throughout the time that we dated, he always insisted that he would NEVER get married and was damn serious about it. So me kwa, I figured ish wouldn't come to much and peaced out only to come and find out that Ol' boy don engage himself finish. Ewooooo! Yep, things don changed indeed.
But aniwoos back to my tori...I made nice with the fiance, made small talk with both of them and for the second time that day, found my square root. My mind was spinning...Looking back now, that was one funny day!
But yo, it wasn't over o. That person up there wasn't over and done with the jokes. Just when I thought that I was finally digesting all the info and getting used to being in the same space with 3 exes and 2 significant others, who do I run into? The much sought after ex #1...and no, there was no woman hovering in the background 'cos trust me I did a quick scan. We hi-hi'ed it up. (I had seen him within the last 12 months or so, so I didn't have to go too much into the catch up mode). Asked him what he was doing at the wedding, caught up on some random gist and I promised to catch up with him later.
So I walked out and was chilling with my homegirls in the cut, you know staying out of the way of the 'razzi's and all that media attention when I noticed him walk around my way with a woman on his arm. Oh I was all eyes and ears (UnderG of course)...he walked over to the group of girls standing behind us and introduced her.
'Meet Estelle** (For purposes of this tori)
I stood very still for that nano-second as I quickly put 2 and 2 together.
Estelle? That same Estelle? No really, the same Estelle?? WOW! No blame am o, her role in the interruption of me and him was pretty innocent and in retro, they had wayyyyyyyy too much history for me to even try to hold a torch to alladat. I mean, they are married now....But wow, that was the final straw for me and at that point I really did take a time out session to escape somewhere and down a tall, cool, glass of H2O while I asked the person up there if he/she had any more jokes up thier sleeve.
I mean damn! The reception hadn't even started yet....
Friday, August 22, 2008
I'm backatcha Part 2
Oya o, make una organize the Nkwobi and Odeku!
What's crackalackin' bloggers?
I've been good o. No I haven't been in a corner sulking, My funk lasted for max a week but my lazy self just never made it back to update.
Plus add in the fact that I've had a bunch of stuff going on...i.e Work, stuvvs and MOVING. Yes, yes moving apartments is taking up a lot of my sweet time.
Infact I talk say make I blog cos I have no idea when I'm gonna get my internet hooked up at the new spot...Comcast is trippin'.
But, enough about me? What is really hood around these parts?
NDQ, I salute you o. How you dey na?
Madam Sting, how was your Mcat?
Is Afrobabe still tantalizing us and making us cross out legs at work with her stories?
Oga James bond, I greet you o.
Baroque, what foolery have you been up to these days?
Free and flowing, how the wedding planning?
My darling Overwhelmed, how are you boo?
Is Jarrai back from her break?
Zena, how body na?
My one and only Okirika woman, I hope say you still dey maintain o.
Iwalewa, what's good girlll?
Simplegal, you don scarce o.
Jaycee, happy belated birthday sweetart.
Afronuts, I hail you o!
LG, how you dey na?
Abeg if I forget anybody, no vex. Na temp amnesia. I hail of you una o.
I promise that when I'm all settled and blah blah I will be bizzack!
Ciaoooo
What's crackalackin' bloggers?
I've been good o. No I haven't been in a corner sulking, My funk lasted for max a week but my lazy self just never made it back to update.
Plus add in the fact that I've had a bunch of stuff going on...i.e Work, stuvvs and MOVING. Yes, yes moving apartments is taking up a lot of my sweet time.
Infact I talk say make I blog cos I have no idea when I'm gonna get my internet hooked up at the new spot...Comcast is trippin'.
But, enough about me? What is really hood around these parts?
NDQ, I salute you o. How you dey na?
Madam Sting, how was your Mcat?
Is Afrobabe still tantalizing us and making us cross out legs at work with her stories?
Oga James bond, I greet you o.
Baroque, what foolery have you been up to these days?
Free and flowing, how the wedding planning?
My darling Overwhelmed, how are you boo?
Is Jarrai back from her break?
Zena, how body na?
My one and only Okirika woman, I hope say you still dey maintain o.
Iwalewa, what's good girlll?
Simplegal, you don scarce o.
Jaycee, happy belated birthday sweetart.
Afronuts, I hail you o!
LG, how you dey na?
Abeg if I forget anybody, no vex. Na temp amnesia. I hail of you una o.
I promise that when I'm all settled and blah blah I will be bizzack!
Ciaoooo
Monday, August 4, 2008
Happy Birthday to me
I am a year older.
It was bittersweet, as something happened around the same time frame that currently has me feeling like crap.
I think i will take some time off to recuperate. Do you promise to not forget that I exist?
I will be back soon.
It was bittersweet, as something happened around the same time frame that currently has me feeling like crap.
I think i will take some time off to recuperate. Do you promise to not forget that I exist?
I will be back soon.
Monday, July 21, 2008
Have you heard of One3snapshot?
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Here's a sneap preview of what to expect:
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Fela Teacher don't teach me nonsense Tee
Speak your mother tongue tee
Custom hand-painted designs
..among a list of others.
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and tell 'em that the Mgbeke sent ya. :)
Here's a sneap preview of what to expect:
Fela Original Sufferhead Tee
Fela Teacher don't teach me nonsense Tee
Speak your mother tongue tee
Custom hand-painted designs
..among a list of others.
Get with One3 and get 15% off your entire purchase as part of a site launch discount promo with this code--> SFFRHEAD
and tell 'em that the Mgbeke sent ya. :)
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Guidelines for a fun-filled Reunion
Whaddup folks? What's crackalackin'? How did you spend your July 4th weekend?
Well, I spent some of it engaging in the reunion activities since it just happened to be in my hood. Now I must have you all know that I am no stranger to reunions and what they entail.
I remember my excitement at going for my first ever reunion, at meeting folks and observing all the foolishness that everybody claims will take place. But if you've been to more than one reunion like me, you'll come to find that it's really the same ol' thing. What makes a reunion is the people who are there, don't depend on the actual events that are organized by whoever is hosting that reunion (since we now have many perpetrators) because you'll come to realize that half of the time, ish is not organized.
But as I was saying, I went to ze reunion and I got a chance to observe some folk and this inspired me to create my list of guidelines to a fun-filled, poser free reunion for all reunion JJC's who plan to attend one next year.
1. If you're going to participate in all the events, I'd advise you to buy your ticket in advance cos them bishes is greedy! Imagine cover charges for the parties increasing from $20 to $60. Say who die? Abi George Bush don start to dey climb Okada.
2. Remember that it's just the reunion. It's just a 3 day event mainly filled with a whole bunch of hot, sweaty individuals. You don't need to take out a second mortgage for posing and effizy purposes. My dudes, I should be telling y'all this. Carrying your financial aid refund check that you are supposed to be using for books/wiping out your entire savings account just for effizy purposes is not the business. The sad thing is that in the end, you probably won't even get NONE. I'm just saying...
3. My Ladies, My Ladies. I had a blog entry about fashion no-no's. Look for it, read it, and learn in. Don't be disgracing me up in there.
4. My people! The good book advices us to do unto others as we'd like them to do unto us. Please do me one good deed and buy some damn deodorant. Haba! e remain small I for hala George Bush say I don discover the WMD's o. Kai!!!
5. My ladies again, a picnic should be a nice, chill, laid back environment where people mix and mingle. What's with wearing them high ass 5" heels and club baffs at the picnic? *confused look*
I swear to y'all, Chicago '04, I saw some chick wearing knee high boots at the picnic. I was quite and very weak.
6. My Dudes! What's up with that fake phonetics mixed with Yoruba accent that y'all be doing? Una don dey watch too much BET ni? Abeg stop am o! No be the same Naija reunion wey we dey, abi una wan prove who be the JJC and who don tanda for this Yankee for longer ehn? Ok o!
7. Oh and my Dudes again...go back and read the post on fashion No-No's. Y'all on some steez sha. Now everybody and their father wan rock mohawk. I no fit shout!
8. One more time for my dudes. I am waiting for the day I will go to an event/reunion and someone won't start a fight. See the foolish things you guys be fighting over sef, i sure say e no pass woman. I remember Philly reunion when dem start fight, na so dem come put Ndi Naija on top of the local news o. *smh*...
E get one party wey we go one time, bobos dey fight so me I come ask one dude standing beside me and his exact words were--> 'Don't mind them, they are fighing on pussy' so my dudes I beg una..please stop fighting on Puzi!
9. As we all know, the reunion is a kpanshing and chooking zone. Ok make it do what it do then, just remember to keep it wrapped up and play it safe. Ladies abeg no kpanshing under the influence biko. And if una wan kpansh, inspect the dude well. Is he rolling with a Posse? Try to stay away from dudes in Posses before you go enter picnic the next day, awon boys go just dey look you because they don hear ya gist.
10. Be yourself! That goes a long way...go with an open mind to have a good time and don't try to put on any airs to impress people. Nobody cares anyway, you're just one out of the million people that show up. Someone's effizy must ultimately pass ya own. Have fun!!!
Signed,
The 'retired' reunion goer. (I don dey old o :D )
Well, I spent some of it engaging in the reunion activities since it just happened to be in my hood. Now I must have you all know that I am no stranger to reunions and what they entail.
I remember my excitement at going for my first ever reunion, at meeting folks and observing all the foolishness that everybody claims will take place. But if you've been to more than one reunion like me, you'll come to find that it's really the same ol' thing. What makes a reunion is the people who are there, don't depend on the actual events that are organized by whoever is hosting that reunion (since we now have many perpetrators) because you'll come to realize that half of the time, ish is not organized.
But as I was saying, I went to ze reunion and I got a chance to observe some folk and this inspired me to create my list of guidelines to a fun-filled, poser free reunion for all reunion JJC's who plan to attend one next year.
1. If you're going to participate in all the events, I'd advise you to buy your ticket in advance cos them bishes is greedy! Imagine cover charges for the parties increasing from $20 to $60. Say who die? Abi George Bush don start to dey climb Okada.
2. Remember that it's just the reunion. It's just a 3 day event mainly filled with a whole bunch of hot, sweaty individuals. You don't need to take out a second mortgage for posing and effizy purposes. My dudes, I should be telling y'all this. Carrying your financial aid refund check that you are supposed to be using for books/wiping out your entire savings account just for effizy purposes is not the business. The sad thing is that in the end, you probably won't even get NONE. I'm just saying...
3. My Ladies, My Ladies. I had a blog entry about fashion no-no's. Look for it, read it, and learn in. Don't be disgracing me up in there.
4. My people! The good book advices us to do unto others as we'd like them to do unto us. Please do me one good deed and buy some damn deodorant. Haba! e remain small I for hala George Bush say I don discover the WMD's o. Kai!!!
5. My ladies again, a picnic should be a nice, chill, laid back environment where people mix and mingle. What's with wearing them high ass 5" heels and club baffs at the picnic? *confused look*
I swear to y'all, Chicago '04, I saw some chick wearing knee high boots at the picnic. I was quite and very weak.
6. My Dudes! What's up with that fake phonetics mixed with Yoruba accent that y'all be doing? Una don dey watch too much BET ni? Abeg stop am o! No be the same Naija reunion wey we dey, abi una wan prove who be the JJC and who don tanda for this Yankee for longer ehn? Ok o!
7. Oh and my Dudes again...go back and read the post on fashion No-No's. Y'all on some steez sha. Now everybody and their father wan rock mohawk. I no fit shout!
8. One more time for my dudes. I am waiting for the day I will go to an event/reunion and someone won't start a fight. See the foolish things you guys be fighting over sef, i sure say e no pass woman. I remember Philly reunion when dem start fight, na so dem come put Ndi Naija on top of the local news o. *smh*...
E get one party wey we go one time, bobos dey fight so me I come ask one dude standing beside me and his exact words were--> 'Don't mind them, they are fighing on pussy' so my dudes I beg una..please stop fighting on Puzi!
9. As we all know, the reunion is a kpanshing and chooking zone. Ok make it do what it do then, just remember to keep it wrapped up and play it safe. Ladies abeg no kpanshing under the influence biko. And if una wan kpansh, inspect the dude well. Is he rolling with a Posse? Try to stay away from dudes in Posses before you go enter picnic the next day, awon boys go just dey look you because they don hear ya gist.
10. Be yourself! That goes a long way...go with an open mind to have a good time and don't try to put on any airs to impress people. Nobody cares anyway, you're just one out of the million people that show up. Someone's effizy must ultimately pass ya own. Have fun!!!
Signed,
The 'retired' reunion goer. (I don dey old o :D )
Thursday, June 26, 2008
I'm backatcha!
...or whatever it is that 9ice was trying to say.
Speaking of 9ice, his Gongo Aso album is straight fire! My faves on that album are: Gongo Aso (Duhhhh), Kasa Final and Street Credibility but practically every track is hot! Check it out....
Ok, I have done my good deed aka free promo for the day.
Now on to the heart of the marra!
Puerto Rico
Puerto Rico was amazing. Absolutely amazing. I had a really good time with the small group of people that I went with. No drama, attitudes or foolishness from anyone (and you know that is a huge deal when you're on vacay)...we really got to do a lot of sight seeing, partying, laying by the beach...Oh I rocked my 2 piece o! I didn't exactly make the beach body plan work but you know me! I still made it hot...lol, errrmm....chopulating that good ol' 'rican food, broke my strip club virginity but the strippers were hella dry looking with their boobless, nyashless selves, and matter of fact, one of the clubs that we went to had hired male strippers...apparently it was some sort of ladies night and boy o boy, my eyes saw all sorts of stuvvings o. I mean, all in all...I had a FAB time. Infact I'm inspired to go on vacay every year so make I start my little travel fund for the '09.
On my way back, I had a 4 hour layover in Miami so I got a chance to leave the airport and go down to South Beach and chilled for 2 hours or so doing nothing in particular, just people watching and window shopping. I've always wanted to go to Miami/Orlando so at least I can say that I kinda sorta been in Miami but I'm planning a real trip soon.
Sorry sha, I absolutely suck when it comes to taking pics...I don't even know why I own a camera so no pics.
Naija Movies
In a previous post where I commented about watching Naija movies, I noticed that Miss NDQ made a comment 'bout how I should mail some to her. My sister, don't tell me you aint never heard of Onlinenigeria.com/videos. Please say you have...lol.
But on the realz, what is going on in Nollywood? I mean what is really hood in the Nollay? Na so I come break my 2 month hiatus enter Onlinenigeria the other day and what did I see? A movie titled 'Beyonce and Rihanna'...so in a fit of serious amusement, I tok say make I chook eye watch small ting. Na so I come notice say Oga Jim Iyke dey play the main character and ooh ooh $1 for anyone who can guess what his name was?
Jay-Z of course!
*Blank stare*
Nollywood, we need to do BETTER! And that's all I'm gonna say on this issue (for now)
P.S:-
In regards to my most recent post, who tok say na single blues? Abeg stop am o...we go fight! I no fit comment again without some pipu concluding say me sef wan marry but I never find hubby? Afronuts na you o...I go beat you!
P.P.S:-
In regards to commenting within your comment box, how do you do it? And I have to give props to NDQ for this one because she always replies commenters in her comment box. I know this 'cos I go back to read what she said to me...LOL. And chick be having like 100 comments...I hail you o!
So my blog pipu, make I ask na...if you make a comment and the blog owner doesn't reply to your comment in his/her comment box, do you consider this to be rude? Just curious...
Peace and Love.
Speaking of 9ice, his Gongo Aso album is straight fire! My faves on that album are: Gongo Aso (Duhhhh), Kasa Final and Street Credibility but practically every track is hot! Check it out....
Ok, I have done my good deed aka free promo for the day.
Now on to the heart of the marra!
Puerto Rico
Puerto Rico was amazing. Absolutely amazing. I had a really good time with the small group of people that I went with. No drama, attitudes or foolishness from anyone (and you know that is a huge deal when you're on vacay)...we really got to do a lot of sight seeing, partying, laying by the beach...Oh I rocked my 2 piece o! I didn't exactly make the beach body plan work but you know me! I still made it hot...lol, errrmm....chopulating that good ol' 'rican food, broke my strip club virginity but the strippers were hella dry looking with their boobless, nyashless selves, and matter of fact, one of the clubs that we went to had hired male strippers...apparently it was some sort of ladies night and boy o boy, my eyes saw all sorts of stuvvings o. I mean, all in all...I had a FAB time. Infact I'm inspired to go on vacay every year so make I start my little travel fund for the '09.
On my way back, I had a 4 hour layover in Miami so I got a chance to leave the airport and go down to South Beach and chilled for 2 hours or so doing nothing in particular, just people watching and window shopping. I've always wanted to go to Miami/Orlando so at least I can say that I kinda sorta been in Miami but I'm planning a real trip soon.
Sorry sha, I absolutely suck when it comes to taking pics...I don't even know why I own a camera so no pics.
Naija Movies
In a previous post where I commented about watching Naija movies, I noticed that Miss NDQ made a comment 'bout how I should mail some to her. My sister, don't tell me you aint never heard of Onlinenigeria.com/videos. Please say you have...lol.
But on the realz, what is going on in Nollywood? I mean what is really hood in the Nollay? Na so I come break my 2 month hiatus enter Onlinenigeria the other day and what did I see? A movie titled 'Beyonce and Rihanna'...so in a fit of serious amusement, I tok say make I chook eye watch small ting. Na so I come notice say Oga Jim Iyke dey play the main character and ooh ooh $1 for anyone who can guess what his name was?
Jay-Z of course!
*Blank stare*
Nollywood, we need to do BETTER! And that's all I'm gonna say on this issue (for now)
P.S:-
In regards to my most recent post, who tok say na single blues? Abeg stop am o...we go fight! I no fit comment again without some pipu concluding say me sef wan marry but I never find hubby? Afronuts na you o...I go beat you!
P.P.S:-
In regards to commenting within your comment box, how do you do it? And I have to give props to NDQ for this one because she always replies commenters in her comment box. I know this 'cos I go back to read what she said to me...LOL. And chick be having like 100 comments...I hail you o!
So my blog pipu, make I ask na...if you make a comment and the blog owner doesn't reply to your comment in his/her comment box, do you consider this to be rude? Just curious...
Peace and Love.
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