Literal Diva

I refuse to accept the fact that I didn't get a job because I am black or the company didn't call be back because my name is too difficult to pronounce, I've had friends who got jobs after they put their English names on their CV instead of their traditional names. This post is has nothing to do with getting Jobs, I do not understand how people can still be racist in this day and age especially immigrants, how can you be racist to me when it's not even your country. I give the Irish people the benefit of the doubt when I feel they are been rude or racist because they might feel threatened, but If you are from another country we are both immigrants and the only difference is the colour of our skin.

I got back to Dublin yesterday evening after my flight from London City airport was delayed for an hour. The flight was scary, I hate flying each time I fly I think about all the bad things I've done and that alone gets my stomach in a twist. My flight was scheduled for 1:40 pm and been the JJC that I was in the UK I left the house at 12 and was at the airport for 12:38, London might be crowded, but the transport system is on point. Airport security was a little annoying they wanted all liquids in clear bags even lip glosses and mascara, I had to take off my belt which I always avoided, but they weren't having it. I had 40 minutes to kill before my flight so I waited in the lounge before boarding and proceeded to the gate 20 minutes before take off. We were on time and everything was set, then I looked at my phone, 1:50, we were still taxiing 10 minutes after take off, it took me a while to notice because I was lost in thought, I need to stop daydreaming. 5 minutes later ...

It is  so weird how I've been in Ireland for 11 years and 3 months and I've never been to the Uk, I had transit there on my way to Ireland 11 years ago and that was it.  It is an hour on the plane but I  wasn't bothered. My family moved to London a few months ago so I had a reason to visit, well another reason to visit my best friend lives in the Uk I didn't see  him for 10 months and I missed him like crazy. The initial plan was to see my family first in London then come back the next weekend to see him since he works in Liverpool.

Where did all my readers go? This is not a rant but a plea for my readers to come back, I know it's a bit weird expecting you to all sit waiting for me to randomly pop up after one of reoccurring acts of disappearance. I'm back  but there is no one to welcome me back which is quite sad, but I guess I have to win you all back.

Hey guys, Excuse the regular absenteeism as you all know I'm a drifter who gets easily distracted and once I get distracted I find it very hard to get back into routine, I missed the blog a lot. Its been weeks since my last post and a lot has happened since then, Incase I forgot to mention I passed my exam, you know the constitution one I had to sit three times well I finally passed it.  You know what they say " Third time is a charm" now it's funny. Come November I will be a Legal Studies graduate and since legal studies is not enough I'm adding a year studying BA Law and it has been a struggle, a year out of school has taken its toll. Tomorrow is the third week of the academic year and I still feel lost, I'm slowly  getting the drift. I don't have much to say, not exactly the best blogger out there, but I will get there someday with hard work and dedication both I could do with right now If u know anyone giving out either feel free to let me know. ...

Don't really know how to start this post so I'm just going to dive in, a few days after my last post my brothers friend borrowed my laptop to charge his phone due to the power cut, my brother left for London the day after locking my laptop in his room and leaving the keys to his apartment with my other brother who I barely see. Got my laptop back a few days ago, but the internet has been really crappy since I connect to the hotspot on my phone, still can't afford to spare change to get proper WiFi.  Good news !!! Finally passed my exam. Yay!!! Took me two months to check my result, but I finally did and I'm very excited can't wait to start final year, the year off was well worth it.  Lagos has been good to me so far, but not good to my car I take 20 per cents of the blame, I'm a bit of a rough rider and I'm still adjusting to the craziness.  Lagos has  not been good to my skin, especially my face, I always develop a rash when I'm in Lagos a...

Hi guy,  hope you are all good? Sorry I've been away for so long, I've been in Lagos for about three weeks and it's been hectic, running errands for my dad and trying to get clients for his printing company, so I'm basically driving around all day. Lagos has been good to me so far, I got my own apartment, actually let's say Daddy gave me an apartment in the building and believe me when I say I did not expect it.  The plan was to take the penthouse when I move back home next year , but when I came home my cousins had taken over my room so I slept in my brother's spare room for two nights till he needed it and after staying up all night in the T.V room fighting with mosquito and almost turning into unspiced kilishi because the generator could not power the air conditioner in the T.V room as it was too big, it was hot. After that night I had enough so I complained to the boss man so he handed me the keys , every disappointment is a blessing , I went from ...

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...

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. 

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...

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...

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.

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.

You sent him a quick thank you message after you got his number which he replied after a few minutes, then he sent another message thanking you and you replied, once again you forgot about him until he called you a few days later. You were on a date when he called and you couldn't decide if you should pick up or not, you had picked a call which pissed of you date , you picked up any way , you didn't care how he feels.  What thirty-two year old man wear shoes with skulls and bones accompanied with distressed jeans and a stone washed shirt with a bedazzled  skull on the back ? EWWWWWWWW!!!!!

Dear future me,           A few years from now you will be a greater, stronger woman than you are now, a wife to a man who deserves, respects you, who understands your craziness, a mother to beautiful kids Awwal and Amal not twins. God no! Most importantly you will have a career, one you love, one you will feel happy to have every morning that alarm rings. we know that is not the reality but a job of your passion, after years of confusion you would have finally settled for one.        Do not settle to be a housewife that's so not you, do not get blinded by love or the idea of love that strays you away from your potential and what you have to share with the world. Do not waste away over pots of efo riro, mop sticks and school runs. It will drive you insane and you know it, a man that can not support and invest in your dreams is not worth your while. Stay Away !!!

All my life I've been surrounded by politics, I grew up in a family surrounded by politicians. My grandpa may his soul Rest in Peace was an active politician till he took his last breathe, there is a difference between been a rich politician and an influential politician. He was important enough for people to burn down his house, and make attempts to kill his family, including my mother, grand mother and aunties, but they survived the ordeal and moved. He was important enough for a well known politician and minster to order a hit for his life, he was well known amongst politicians and his opinions were respected. He didn't go down in history for his work. My father is also an active politician from been a member of the House of Reps, to a well respected political Godfather in our constituency , he also had several attempts made on his life.

I finally found my favourite place, Somewhere my mind can be at peace, The beach, with him. His presence makes it better, The beach, Golden sand touching my feet, The way the wind feels between my legs, The lights from the Marina, The beach, The waves slowly drown my thoughts, This is all better because he is here, Shared puffs and stolen kisses, I found my favourite place, The beach, The cold rocks numbing my pain, Just because he is there to share. This is my first time trying out poetry, hope you guys like it.

Hi guys, I know I've been away for so long and I have no reasonable excuse for not posting. As some of you know I'm not in college this year so I have a lot of time on my hands, I tried getting a job and the one I was offered was not good enough. I spent eight hours on my 21st birthday in the kitchen of an otel , not eating meals a sexy chef was making or acting out some fantasy but washing plates.  Yes I repeat, washing plates!!. Plates would have been al-right but I had to wash every kitchen equipments, pots, pans, oven trays you name it, at the end of the eight hour shift my back was sore and my hand looked so different, you know how your hand gets after its been in water for way too long. So I decided the job was not for me, I didn't go back the day after, but  I did enjoy my birthday. I turned 21 on the 1st of December 2014 and my mum was nice enough to have a dinner get together for me and my friends, considering the fact that  I was ignoring her and not ta...

You never thought you would know what it feels like been the other woman. You remembered the day you met him, you went to his office with someone that knows his girl, immediately you noticed the outspoken young man. People were having their usual political debate as the 2015 elections was closing in, You knew better than to engage in a political conversation , you had no opinion on Nigeria politics , well none you would like to share . Like Brymo said in one of his songs " We are to young to matter, too old to bother". After waiting for hours, the person you came with was been attended to and he used that opportunity to introduce himself and you was very impressed by his courage and the way he sounded, eloquent, confidence, he was well dressed , smelt good and cute too.  What more can a single girl want? None of the usual designer Sklesache AKA Versace from head to toe over kill. Kerching!!!!! You left a few minutes after and you forgot about him, we...

Dear God, I know I am far from perfect and most of the times I am not very ladylike, I know you watch my every move and you expect so much more than I give. The world is a very messy place to live these days and surviving takes a lot more than hoping for the best. I didn't pray yesterday because it was a long hectic day, I also didn't pray today because I woke up hours after fajr and the water was just too cold.