Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Still works...
Watching old videos from teenage years...yep! They still work! Loving it....
Yep, and all my jeans were the colours of the rainbow. I even had bright orange jeans like the cut offs one of the girls wears in this video. My father used to call me "opp" (from naughty by nature's song, you know the chorus, "you down with opp?, yeah you know me!") anytime I dressed "hip hop". Crazy times but fun, fun, fun. Where did all the fun go?
Yep, and all my jeans were the colours of the rainbow. I even had bright orange jeans like the cut offs one of the girls wears in this video. My father used to call me "opp" (from naughty by nature's song, you know the chorus, "you down with opp?, yeah you know me!") anytime I dressed "hip hop". Crazy times but fun, fun, fun. Where did all the fun go?
Sunday, January 23, 2011
It is...something.
The text I sent could have gone to anyone, but I have stopped sending my random texts to people on my contact list. I put an end to my "text experiment" after I got a few worried calls from people on my contact list. "Are you okay?" they would ask. I just wanted to have a collection of different replies to texts. It was an experiment. That's hard to explain to people you hardly know. The experiment was over before it really began.
Now I send my random texts to only one person, who often sends back equally mysterious answers to my "existentialist" questions. If I write about the wind, he replies with a text about drinking in gloomy London. If I send a text about writing by the sea, he asks about "housekeeping" or something equally nonsensical. It works for both of us. We don't attempt to decipher our random thoughts. We just continue the texts, as if we have been surfing the same wave all along.
But perhaps thats not how he feels. One can never tell.
I took a long walk and felt my mind slowly begin to work in the cold. I began to think of all the things I would write down when I got home and now I can not remember what was so great about the wind or the walk.
I went to a friend's place and had lunch, then coffee, then too much coffee.
My friend insisted on me logging home one of those huge Ikea storage boxes...I don't know why I told her I wanted it. I have no place for it but it looked like it could be useful for my clothes. Now I was already regretting asking her for it. I should have just allowed her throw it away as was her original plan. I logged it all the way home avoiding people's stares on the tube. I buried myself in my book and pretended that there was nothing at all weird in a woman carrying a huge white box on the tube so late in the night. Who cares? I am free. I am a free woman. I can do as I want.
I got to the bus stop and there was only a man there. I did not know when exactly I began humming to myself but soon enough, I was humming out loud. The man looked amused but I did not really care.
The bus was empty so I just kept humming as I entered the bus. I wished I could call my friend and tell him about the emptiness of the night. I wondered if he would call.
Anytime we talk, we hardly agree on anything and anytime I am in London, we don't even try hard enough to meet. We always call each other before I arrive and after I leave... and then spend the next couple of months blaming each other for the fact that we could not meet.
Yet, I send him random texts and he calls randomly.
It is...something. Not a lot but something.
Now I send my random texts to only one person, who often sends back equally mysterious answers to my "existentialist" questions. If I write about the wind, he replies with a text about drinking in gloomy London. If I send a text about writing by the sea, he asks about "housekeeping" or something equally nonsensical. It works for both of us. We don't attempt to decipher our random thoughts. We just continue the texts, as if we have been surfing the same wave all along.
But perhaps thats not how he feels. One can never tell.
I took a long walk and felt my mind slowly begin to work in the cold. I began to think of all the things I would write down when I got home and now I can not remember what was so great about the wind or the walk.
I went to a friend's place and had lunch, then coffee, then too much coffee.
My friend insisted on me logging home one of those huge Ikea storage boxes...I don't know why I told her I wanted it. I have no place for it but it looked like it could be useful for my clothes. Now I was already regretting asking her for it. I should have just allowed her throw it away as was her original plan. I logged it all the way home avoiding people's stares on the tube. I buried myself in my book and pretended that there was nothing at all weird in a woman carrying a huge white box on the tube so late in the night. Who cares? I am free. I am a free woman. I can do as I want.
I got to the bus stop and there was only a man there. I did not know when exactly I began humming to myself but soon enough, I was humming out loud. The man looked amused but I did not really care.
The bus was empty so I just kept humming as I entered the bus. I wished I could call my friend and tell him about the emptiness of the night. I wondered if he would call.
Anytime we talk, we hardly agree on anything and anytime I am in London, we don't even try hard enough to meet. We always call each other before I arrive and after I leave... and then spend the next couple of months blaming each other for the fact that we could not meet.
Yet, I send him random texts and he calls randomly.
It is...something. Not a lot but something.
Friday, January 21, 2011
In my head...
A part of this song has been in my head for the past two days unfortunately I couldn't remember who sang it or the name of the song...lol... after all kinds of combination of words and sentences on youtube, I finally figured out that this was the song.
I am now free.
I am now free.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
How?
All these words... but I don't hear you
I don't want to.
I am broken and you can't fix me.
Words don't mean anything to me.
I am nothing but trouble.
Just go.
And take your sweet words with you.
I don't want to.
I am broken and you can't fix me.
Words don't mean anything to me.
I am nothing but trouble.
Just go.
And take your sweet words with you.
Friday, January 14, 2011
Clash of the titans...
Tomorrow I have to do a presentation with two women that can't stand each other. We met today to prepare and it was madness. One is a job coach and the other one is a Russian artist (and art therapist?). Anyway, so while one is all about "goals" and "targets", "time constraints" etc, the other one is talking about following our "intuition" and "spontaneity" "magnetic energy" "experiment", etc. And I am just in the middle thinking, "CAN SOMEBODY PLEASE SHOOT ME???". It was horrible, men. After listening to them shout down each other's throats for one hour, I had had enough. I just said "its clear you two can't work together, let's divide this shit into three parts and go home". To which the "job coach" turned around and had the guts to ask if I was irritated? Irritated? Irritated was not the word. I was so mad that there was just a total lack of humility. Nobody was listening to anybody. Two of them just wanted to do their own things without even thinking of me...I did not mind anyway, I just wanted it done. Meanwhile both ideas were not the best anyway. Left to me, I would have done something totally different, so I did not really care for the conversation. They had assigned the opening and conclusion to me, while they fought over the middle.
And now I can't sleep cos I am so nervous. Not about my part, my part is solid. I am nervous about doing anything with them EVER AGAIN after today's performance. Once, is always good enough for a lesson. I am not one of those people that need to get shit three times.
Uscccccccccccccccccccccch!
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Yeah...
I wish I could tell you something exciting. Nothing much happening here.
But I am doing well.
But I am doing well.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Friday, January 7, 2011
Thoughts on a friday...
General state of mind: Pretty good.
General state of health: Getting there, will soon be in tip top shape. I have big plans for my body this year. lol.
Writing: Feeling pretty good about some stuff. Will spend all weekend "in the zone"...(hopefully!)
General state of health: Getting there, will soon be in tip top shape. I have big plans for my body this year. lol.
Writing: Feeling pretty good about some stuff. Will spend all weekend "in the zone"...(hopefully!)
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
I played it by heart...
The tears are no more. Just the city left. And those places that remind me of you.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
And my most popular blog post is....
I have been blogging since 2007 and in all this time, I have never checked my blog stats. Not that I was not curious but it never matters to me who comes in here or goes out or why or how. I just write. And that's about it.
I slept very early today because I was exhausted. I knew it would be impossible for me to sleep the whole night through but I was actually hoping I would. But its 3:12 now and I am up. With nothing else to do, I decided to check my stats just cos another blogger recently did so somehow it must have been on my mind or something.
Surprisingly, this is the most popular and all time viewed blog post. I am surprised because this blog post actually did not get a lot of comments compared to many other posts I have done which I thought was interesting.
Anyway, that's about it from me today.
I am going back to bed. Hopefully, I will fall asleep again.
Hope you are all okay.
Love.
Meanwhile, anybody knows what's up with "styl plus" these days? I used to like them. Nothing will please me more than seeing them take over the Naija music scene. Nigerian artists are so predictable and boring these days. Same beats, same topics, its either "shake your nyash" kind of songs or "I am the best, bla bla bla" bullshit.
*nyash=ass
I slept very early today because I was exhausted. I knew it would be impossible for me to sleep the whole night through but I was actually hoping I would. But its 3:12 now and I am up. With nothing else to do, I decided to check my stats just cos another blogger recently did so somehow it must have been on my mind or something.
Surprisingly, this is the most popular and all time viewed blog post. I am surprised because this blog post actually did not get a lot of comments compared to many other posts I have done which I thought was interesting.
Anyway, that's about it from me today.
I am going back to bed. Hopefully, I will fall asleep again.
Hope you are all okay.
Love.
Meanwhile, anybody knows what's up with "styl plus" these days? I used to like them. Nothing will please me more than seeing them take over the Naija music scene. Nigerian artists are so predictable and boring these days. Same beats, same topics, its either "shake your nyash" kind of songs or "I am the best, bla bla bla" bullshit.
*nyash=ass
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Happy New Year To You... From The World!
All the best in 2011! Let's be friends, and more human to each other. From Poland with love!
grtz from KURDISTAN.
Happy New Year from America! :)
Happy New Year from Bulgaria! :)
Happy new year to all music lovers on youtube and everyone else of course. grtz from holland
Happy new year to all you tube users from Scotland all the best for 2011
And once more from Czech Repablic!
HAPPY NEW YEAR <:-p<:-p<:-p ;);):) FROM ROMANIA
happy new year from Romania
Happy new year from Tbilisi
Happy New Year from San Diego, CA! :o)
happy new year from Czech Republic!
Happy New Year 2011 from México!!! ; D
Happy New Year from Atlanta!!!
Feliz Anno Nuevo!!!
Ein Gluckliches Neujahr
La Multi Ani!!!
Happy new year from France ! :)
with love !
Happy new year from Holland!
Happy New Year ISRAEL!
:)
Happy New Year from Serbia! :)
Happy new year from Hungary! :)
Happy New Year from Croatia!! :))
Happy new year from the Czech Republic and me :).
Happy New Year from Denmark.
Happy New Year from Holland!
happy new year from romania!!!!!la multi ani tot ce va doriti sa vi se indeplineasca!!!!asa sa ne ajute dumnezeu!!!!!!!!!!!!
Happy New Year from Croatia
Happy New Year from Croatia !!
Feliz Ano Novo para todos os Lusitanos...onde quer que vivam !
Viva Portugal.
Happy New Year from Finland!!
Happy New Year from Piraeus, Greece!!!
happy new year everyone from holland:) let fight against fascism en racism in the world !
Frumoasa piesa.o dedic pt. Puiul meu din suflet si ii doresc La Multi Ani! cu Sanatate! Lucy!
Happy New Year 2011 from Hong Kong!
Happy New Year from ARMENIA!
HAPPY NEW YEAR 2011 from PORTUGAL!
Happy New Year from Slovenia !
happy new yera 2011 from GREECE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Happy New Year from California,US !
Happy New Year from Bulgaria :) Lets all be better this year :o)
Happy New Year 2011 from Slovakia!
Happy new year to all the people in the world form Norway
Wish you all the best in this year and years ahead...
Happy New Year from Romania!! Wonderful song! :D
Happy new year from the Netherlands!
Gelukkig nieuw jaar vanui Nederland!
Happy new year ROMANIA 2011!!!!!!
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