Saturday, 30 May 2015

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Hi guys, hope you all had a good week?
Ok so I'm super excited, I'm off to Lagos next week, YAY!!! . I can't wait feels like I've never been to Lagos before even though this would be my fifth trip in less than two years.
But  I've been bored in my room since I finished my exam and my anti-social behavior took over so I barely leave the house.

I'm looking forward to Lagos, the sun, the overcrowded city, market women, cakes and cream, my car, my dad, the beach, the bookstore everything. I'm also looking forward to the salon visits, getting my nails done, pedicure and the whole serenre, I only do that when I'm in Lagos, pedicure, hair and nails every three weeks.
I'm not looking forward to the crappy internet, bad roads, crappy customer service, traffic, crazy drivers, but that adds to the fun.

Every time I go to Lagos I mentally plan how I want my trip to be but it never really works out for me but this time there is so much I want to do while I'm home and I hope to do at least half of the things on my list.
1) Attend a concert.
2) Start Quran lessons.
3) Visit Badagry.
5) Meet new people.
6) Try out restaurants.
7) Attend a pool party.
8) Stay covered during Ramadan.
9) Save, I honestly don't know how I spend so much weekly.
10) Tour Nigeria.
11) See a play.
12) Attend one of those Lekki events where they have food and sell stuff.
13) Stalk BOJ.
That's all I can remember for now, I will add more when I remember.

 A few friends from Dublin are also visiting and since most of them do not know their way around they are all counting on me for turn up.
Me ke ?
 Last time I went clubbing was last December, I think I might fall asleep if I end up going but then more the merrier the girls are all funny drunks and I will continue my role as the sober sister.
 It's almost since a year I stopped drinking alcohol.
Do I miss it?
No. But I do miss having excuses for doing stupid and ridiculous things.

I started praying again, I won't say much not to jinx it, but I feel great, its almost a month and my nightmares stopped, haven't had any since I started praying. I don't think I've mentioned it on the blog but I've always had nightmares, sometimes throughout the night and it can be  exhausting at times and that alone is a reason to keep praying.

I lost a bit of weight too, a tiny bit but enough to fit into top shop jeans, I'm eating healthy, taking each day as it comes not setting a huge target.
Do you have an ideas on places to visit  or things to do in Lagos? If you do feel free to comment.

Until next time,

Wednesday, 20 May 2015

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You remembered the day you brought your favourite book a few months ago, after a long day at work you didn't want to go to an empty house, DSTV was not interesting enough for you and you didn't like watching T.V. 'I like been in control of what In watch', you tell people. 
Since the internet was too slow to watch a show online, you decided to get a slice of red velvet from Cakes & Cream, the Lere branch is the only one you know and it's closer to the house. 

On getting there you found out it was closed, Shoprite was the next option all you wanted was cake and at that stage you didn't care what type or where it came from you just wanted cake. You squeezed past eager shoppers and posers, pointed at what you want, paid and left. 

Saturday, 16 May 2015


I'm developing this weird crush on BOJ, for those of you who do not know Bolaji who is know as BOJ is a Nigerian Artiste I don't know what genre I can put him in but his music is soothing. 

The First time I heard his voice was in 2013 on the Omo Pastor track which he featured with Ajebutter I listened to the song for the entire 40 minutes bus ride home from Uni and the 5 minutes walk from the bus stop.

 I didn't look BOJ himself up till I heard wifey featuring Dammy Krane and I fell in love. 
There is something about him and his voice that I just can't understand but I'm a fan. I am going to keeping an eye out for him when I get to Lagos.  
My favourite is BOJ on the microphone. Bolaji one, Bolaji two, Bolaji omo Dapo re, I just can't get enough of him. 
I have no idea what to blog about so I thought I should share this amazing guy with you hope you guys love him as much as I do. He is not you regular Nigerian artiste, he doesn't dress or sing like one, he is unique no one swags a dashiki the way he does, lets just say I will be buying a lot of  that. I even followed him on IG and like almost all his pictures, stalker mode activated. 

Until next time, 

Thursday, 7 May 2015

Exam Over.

Remember that exam I failed?
 I wrote the paper yesterday and It was hands down the best paper I've ever sat in uni. You know that feeling when you get your paper and you turn over the pages and you just can't stop smiling ? Well that was how I felt yesterday, after I was handed the questions, I read through the six questions and picked the four I knew very well , I was very confident on three and was skeptical about the fourth one.

After picking the questioned, I made bullet points of the main arguments, cases, and legislation for each question, I am very confident I passed the exam based on how I answered the questions, I filled up thirteen pages out of a fifteen page answer book but then its quality over quantity and my answers did not lack either.

I was in the exam hall for the three hours of the exam, I never stay that long in an exam hall, once I'm done I'm done, but I used every second wisely and I'm glad I did.
 The devil is a liar, the night before my exam one of the notes I prepared went missing and been the type of person I am , I didn't start studying till the week before , I was familiar with the topic so I left it out and focused on the ones I didn't attend their lectures. I started to panic, but I made bullet points on cases and got to uni early enough to print new notes get important points into my head so I can make the points into an essay and it worked . YAY!!!!

Just thought I should share with you guys since I whined about failing on the blog.

Untl next time,

Wednesday, 6 May 2015

When I'm Gone.

I often wonder what will happen when I'm gone when I bid farewell to the world and embark on an unknown journey to meet my creator. Thoughts like this often cross my mind after having a bad dream which is very frequent or when someone really young I know dies. I've heard about the death of a lot of young people over the last few years from a classmate to a friend, school mate, people I walked past in the corridors  there was a time in secondary school where a person died from each graduating senior year, a friend of a friend, someone who I've said hello to.

Saturday, 2 May 2015

The Act of Indecent Dressing.

I've always wondered how women can walk around looking almost naked yet feeling comfortable with it.
I've never been one for going out with skimpy clothes, I do have some skirts and dresses that are above the knees, but they stay unworn in the back of the wardrobe, I wore a very questionable leather peplum to the beach and I felt very uncomfortable, had to pull it down ever time I stood up , and when It was my turn to go get drinks my brothers friend took a look at me and told me to sit down.
 I was embarrassed, but I turned a lot of heads, when we switched locations to Waterside I had a guy wait for me outside the toilet since he couldn't approach me in from of the two intimidating men I was with.
He offered to take me out clubbing and I blamed it on the skirt because I was dressed like I belonged in a club.