2012: ...and it's a wrap!

Unlike most of you, I started out 2012 not wanting to be a part of it. Yah, I was suicidal- with a plan and all. The scene in the movie xxx, I was gonna recreate the scene, but end it by dropping the radio in the tub. O well, I didnt.
Thus my 2012 started. My days were long and my nights were longer. I was thoroughly depressed and weighed in at 120 Ibs. I spent the days mulling over my problems and the lack of a fix for it.
Somehow I made it through January, and February, and was certain my life changing moment was coming in March - well, it didnt come.


I've learnt how to live with nothing. I've learnt to be happy with nothing. I've fought with God, made up with me, and I'm happy to KNOW that He loves me. He told me himself. One thing I learnt is to thank Him when we have nothing. Sometimes we wait until we have that job, that husband, that house before we begin to thank Him.

In the midst of having nothing, I decided to do a thankful post. Everyday on Facebook, I was thankful for something. A week into it, I realized that there was a lot to be thankful for. People LOL'ed as I was hankful for underwear box, laundry baskets, friends, LOMLs etc, but these were things I didnt even have earlier in he year.

And just like that, 2012 took a turn for the better. First from an unexpected large sum of money that I "had" with a friend, to starting my own company...which became companies, to having my own place. 2012 started for me in May. May heralded the beginning of new things for me. I finally put a scissors in my shameful hair and decided to start all over again.
I weighed a ridiculous 120 Ibs on my 5' 7" frame. (I had overheard someone talking about why any woman would look like the letter "I") just like that I gained back all my lost weight  and I'm now currently on a diet. Even though I made a decision not to date for the rest of the year, Love still found me. (Ife mi, I'm thankful for you).
Peace that passeth all understanding. Joy unspeakable. He gave it to me.

Same May, I decided to take a break from the dating world. I mean who would date someone like me? I was just a walking bag of bones and a pile of dead dreams. So I took a break to reset. A couple of months in, God had enlarged my coast (wiggles boobs against the computer screen) making me very "courageous" and "reasonable". Now I'm chasing suitors away left and right.

If I were to sum up my greatest achievement in 2012, I'd say" joy unspeakable". The kind of joy that makes people wonder exactly where it's coming from. A new job? A new boyfriend? Some inheritance. No. Just joy from himself that makes me bubble inside even when things are not going according to plan, because you know that He has something bigger planned ahead.
And so with 2012 ending, I'm looking forward to 2013 thankful that even when I gave up on Him, He did not give up on me. I'm thankful for life, because if I had succeeded in taking mine. How would I have learnt to Etighi? *shudders at the thought*
2013 is going to be just awesome! - I can feel it.

Santa baby...

Santa baby, slip a Singer under the tree,
For me.
been an awful good girl,
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight.

Santa baby, a Kaftan from Tunica Handmade too,
size 2.
I'll wait up for you dear,
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight.

Think of all the fun I've missed,
Think of all the fellas that I haven't kissed,
Next year I could be just as good,
If you'll check off my Christmas list,

Santa baby, I wanna ipad case,
And really that's not a lot,
Been an angel all year,
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight.

Santa honey, there's one thing I really do need,
A Macbook Pro,
Santa honey, so hurry down the chimney tonight.

Santa cutie, and fill my stocking with a duplex,
And checks.
Sign your 'X' on the line,
Santa cutie, and hurry down the chimney tonight.
Come and trim my Christmas tree,
With some Leather decorations bought at Coach,
I really do believe in you,
Let's see if you believe in me,


Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing,
A Samsung Galaxy tab III.
I don't mean the artiste,
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight,
Hurry down the chimney tonight,
Hurry, tonight.

Merry Christmas guys!
Love YOU

PS: Santa, I've already started peeling the beans...

Coming out of the closet

So I knew it was just a matter of time before my invisibility cloak was torn. what with Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, its getting hard for a kneegah to stay anonymous. How do you defend giggling into your phone without busting your cover?

so you know what they say: Everyone has a price. The people have spoken, and they want me to reveal my identity. That's fine. HOWEVER, there will be a price to pay.
I need
1. 50 "Ay captain!s" in the comment section
2. 50 "likes" on facebook
3. 50 new followers of the blog.

see, I dont ask for much....or do I?

Fine! Fine!! I'm not really in a hurry to be unanonymous. However I'll do it if...

PS: so I know that I don't really write that much fiction, but I write on two ore blogs
1. Every Teusday "Flight 606" goes up on www.360nobs.com. I'm up to Episode 13 now, but you can catch up and follow us here. I'll be looking out for your comments o!
2. Every Thursday, "Thirsty Thursdays" goes up on www.werunthings.net. I'm up to Episode 5 there. You can also quickly catch up and continue following it here. I'll also be looking out for your comments.

Dear Santa,

How are you? and how is the North pole? I hope things are going on smoothly? if so, doxology.
I know this is usually a busy time for you, but from my calculations, you've made a list and you're checking it twice. I just want to find out if I'm on the naughty list or the nice list. Not that I have any doubts which list I think I'm going to be on, but something happened last week.
On Thursday evening, I woke up wanting to eat. I put two wraps of moi moi on the cooker to warm up, then I put some garri in a bowl. As I said I should add some water, I opened the fridge, and there was no water!
(Un) fortunately, on closer inspection, was my roommate's
onlybottle of water. I examined it, and long story short, it fell into my bowl of garri!
What was I supposed to do Santa? I couldn't be rude and refuse to drink the garri. I just want you to know Santa, that I did NOT steal his water. You trust me right?

Now that we've gotten that tiny bit of confusing evidence out of the way, I hope you're bringing my Mac Book Air.

 thats why I love you santa! you're my favorite mythical creature

PS: have you tried moi moi elemi meje and garri? I'm not trying to say anything about Mrs Claus cooking skills.
PPS: I could lay some out for you in place of the cookies and warm milk if you want!
PPPS: note that I'm not trying to bribe you or anything, but my offer is dependent on there being a macbook under the tree.