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Friday, October 28, 2011

Heal me Lord, from this disease


Have you ever gotten everything you ever wanted, then just felt depressed by it all?

Or wished your birthday could come only once a year instead of twice? (well really it was once, but it comes so fast jeez)

Have you ever felt that everyone talks too much and that everyone talks just for the sake of talking.

Take for instance. Dame Patience Jonathan celebrating her birthday in Australia, ofcourse before they went there, they were aware Nigerians would scream about how bad the state of Nigeria is and how government officials travel abroad to celebrate anniversaries and waste our money...

But apparently, the government officials don't really care what Nigerians say. They are obviously used to it. So they still went to Australia, and people still talked and everything went back to normal. Big deal

Have you felt happy about the fact that the government don't really care about what you say, especially over the internet. That means you can indeed say anything and get away with it. (Take for instance, the Absu rape, it happened, you talked, then...)

Have you ever felt pushed to say something not nice about someone who really hasn't done you any wrong.

Cuz when i saw Patience's birthday pictures in the news, i said some things that werent so nice.

And when i heard of Gaddafi's death and the expected protest about the part the west played in it,i thought again that Nigerians just love to talk too much about everything and its not like anybody ever listens to them so why dont they just slow down sometimes cuz they are giving me a head ache

'Did Goodluck have to take the bush woman abroad, i think she could have been equally pleased, if he took her down to Bayelsa and they ate some fresh fish together, she just strikes me as that kinda woman'

That's the 'not nice' thing i said when i saw the pictures. And that's not nice, and i shouldnt be thinking that because i used to like the woman, i used to defend her when friends made fun of her spoken English.

But maybe it's just fun dissing people in power, over the internet, and knowing that they are too busy to care about what you think. Insulting rich people and knowing that you aint gonna get into any trouble, that's fun.

I also think that this is a Nigerian disease, and I'm infected with it. i need healing.

I am such a lazy blogger but i'd get better, i promise

Saturday, October 1, 2011

This could make for a real post

Blogger has been really tough on me this week, I think she connived with my internet connection to make my life miserable.

I can read all the blogs i want, but they wouldnt let me leave a comment, so i've been reading and reading and unable to comment and that is not a nice feeling at all.

So Priscy mentioned me for the versatile blogger award, i'd be sure to do that in my next post, cuz right now, im using a friend's laptop

I dont know who sent me to fix my lashes. tears won't stop streaming down my eyes...lol. That's exactly what happened to ugly Betty when she fixed her lashes. I dont know why the comparison.

Ok, so i'd post again, when blogger, internet connection, and my eye lashes decide to free me