Showing posts with label life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life. Show all posts

LAGOS LIVING: SALLAH HOLIDAY

by 17:44

Hi Guys!!

How you doing? (in Wendy's voice)

How was your holiday? It was much needed, right?

Well as usual I planned to sit at home and tweet but we thank God for friends who want to chop your money (side eye Ebuka) so they force you out lest it be said that you are an akagum. This is a post for another day.

A DOSE OF MALE COURAGE

by 16:35
This is a rant.
Some weeks ago I received this message from a young man that used to work as a mover at my former place of work.

WINNERS AND LOSERS: WEEK 3

by 18:43


Hi Guys!!
There is no excuse for my inconsistency with this column, so I will just apologise. I am sorry, because to who much is given much is expected.

So far so good, a lot has happened, one scandal here another there. There is no time to recover from one, then you get dished another.

And to be honest, I love it!!!

7 LESSONS I LEARNT FROM CHUDE'S JOY SESSION

by 16:33
Chude: So introduce yourselves. Why did you come?
Ifeoma: I realised that I have a destination addiction.At a certain stage in my life, I swore that I was sad because I didn't have enough money. Now I am just a little above the poverty line, I can offset some of my bills and I am still not happy.
I turn 25 in two months and I can't remember what I did with my youth.I spent it worrying for this future.

TAKING STOCK: LESSONS LEARNT FROM 2016

by 15:43

2016 has been one helluva year, it started colorless for me and it became bland and next thing I know I see colours everywhere.
I know everyone has said one thing or the other about this year, but somehow God came through for me.
The soundtrack to my life this year was Intentional by Travis Greene. I realized that everything happens for a purpose and God is intentional about the happenings of my life.

I have decided to share the lessons I learnt this year and I hope it causes you to reflect and appreciate the little things around you.

MY EXPERIENCE AT THE PLATFORM YOUNG PROFESSIONALS BOOTCAMP

by 17:30



I applied for The Platform’s Young Professionals Bootcamp because Chude Jideonwo was going to be a part of it, for the past 1year I have been a Chude fan girl and I got chosen.

So yeah for me!

MY SOUNDCITY AUDITIONS

by 18:50
You know how you see those funny project fame videos and you tag all your friends and you all choke on your howls and you ask what was he/she thinking?
See gbabge,that thing can happen to anybody.
Nobody is immune
It happened to me this Tuesday.

MUSINGS: FREE RIDES & FAUX OPPORTUNITIES

by 11:57

Have you seen this Lagos sun recently? Every time I go out, I can hear my skin sizzling.
My skin is the meat or plantain, body cream is the oil, the sun is the fire.
Maybe I am just naive but for some reason I always think people have good intentions towards me, its for that reason that when someone offers me a free ride I just hop in.
I have gotten rides from three persons recently and I have stories to tell. Some good, some bad, some na you fuck up.
I entered a ride once and next thing the man is proposing to me. He held my hands and said,'Ify, let's do this'. I take the blame, na me cause am.
Another one told he he will take me to Barbados. I am just tired.

SONGS I AM LOVING THIS VALENTINE

by 21:36

DISCLAIMER: The songs listed below has below has been said to make the baeless cry. I don't take responsibility for emotional turmoil.
Halla!! *in Francis Odega's voice*
Valentine has reared his ugly head again. Sigh.
SO what are you people that have objects of affection doing for Valentine? Like you ca't be single in peace during Valentine without the world reminding you to step up in  the area of your love life. I have heard o!! Message received.
So i bought Empire CD and I have decide to save it for Sunday.
Valentine is incomplete without music, Valentine owu is catching everyone especially our Nigerian artistes , they have been releasing love songs all week. I will need them to calm down please.
The owu has blown to my side, making me all mushy and all. I know na me go find trouble.
So I just discovered the songs below recently apart from Ololufe and I decided to share.
I hope you enjoy them as I did.

LAGOS MARATHON: LESSONS LEARNT

by 12:14
I didn't plan to run for the Lagos marathon. I know I made a resolution to be fit this year, but I just felt that one was extreme, lets just say I cannot come and kill myself.
I had a program to attend on Saturday so I wasn't missing it for anything. I had heard about the marathon, I just figured that the worst that would happen was traffic, I am a Lagosian, I can't remember traffic killing anybody. I will be irritated. I will swear for Ambode, but I won't die.
 I felt if I left on time, I will just be stuck in traffic but I will still get to my destination.

DANFO CHRONICLES

by 10:58
I am at the jumping bus phase of my life, at this stage I am appreciating the little things, the conductors feisty attitude, the unpleasantness of my fellow passengers that could be in the form of an attitude or body odor.
Lmao!!! What is this nonsense I am typing? No matter how much English I speak danfo is danfo and I won't even try and see the silver lining there.
Whenever I board a bus, these are the things I notice:

#NIGERIADECIDES

by 08:39
The elections are finally here!! The deadly day has arrived. No one is more excited than I am, the elections  were getting to me. It even lowered Fashola and JK's IQ, but I have forgiven them.
The annoying part of it was the constant mudslinging at their uninspiring rallies with Chioma Jesus and her colorful hats belting out tunes, holding their ridiculous umbrellas and brooms.
Please let's give a minute of silence for the friendships and relationships that came to an end because of differing opinions about the two major contestants. 

HAPPY VALENTINE

by 05:53

Single girls be like. 

Happy Valentine.. I had this post figured out, first of all rant about why the elections were fixed on Valentine's Day (not that I had any reason to complain, as Jesus is still the boo),  rant about the election jingles, the way the party supporters were taking the elections like government work, the friendships that suffered untimely death because of differing opinions. 

REASONS WHY I WOULD MISS CU

by 14:43

Iayo and I
Everyone bitches about CU, about how life is stressful and unbearable. To be frank i had gotten used to it, at least that's what I teII my self.
I spent a month between May and June and I missed the environment.
There is so much about CU that I wiII miss, but these rank tops.
NEPA: The light condition at home is unpalatable.In school I slept and woke up with  light, i never had to be bothered a;bout ironing my clothes for the next day.
Wifi : Internet access just makes things easier. In school I used to Skype my next door room mate if I needed something. There was no need for unnecessary interaction and the irritation associated with it. I even used to listen to on line radio. Now all I am bothered about is data usage.. How does one survive? We downloaded weekly episodes of scandal. Modern family, glee, two broke girls, etc. Now I have to wait till I get to an office environment and ask the staff there for their network password. How the mighty has fallen.

ONE RANDOM DAY

by 17:30
On Wednesday, I took a bus from Alpha Beach going to Obalende. It wasn’t my best choice for a bus as the vehicle contained just one passenger, I was going to be the second passenger but I just wanted to leave on time. Growing up, if we were going to enter a bus my mum told us to enter one that was filled with passengers, she said it was always safer.
As we moved from one bus stop to another passengers started filling the bus and I was less skeptical.
We got to Jakande and our driver parked wrongly and from nowhere these uniformed men in blue and black

CONVOCATION BANTS

by 08:39



I am blessed to have petite sisters and stylish ones at that. When people ask me where I get most of my dresses I am quick to say, ‘one of my sisters’. It was yesterday I realized how lucky I was to have their hand me downs.
I went to Lekki 1 to check Grey Velvet but nothing was happening there. I went to another shop there and I saw this nice grey lace dress, it fit like a glove, I was in love!!! I decided to check the price tag of the dress, I saw 21k. I hated the dress, I termed it ugly immediately. I felt a slight headache. I swallowed Panadol.

MUCH ADO ABOUT PET NAMES

by 11:46

Growing up we all had pet names that our loved ones called us, we didn't always like it. Most times these pet names had a story. Mine was ‘Oma’ meaning good, I didn't know the story behind the name but it stuck. My baby sister’s name was ‘Ochonma’ meaning ‘the one who looked for good’, it meant she liked Shakara, she hated it for a while.
Most of these pet names were suffixed with ‘listic’,’ sco’ or ‘fire’ .
In secondary school, people had nicknames, mine was ‘oneway’. It was the easier way to pronounce my surname ‘Nwawe’. My baby sis adopted it when she joined me.
In the university, you meet your first boyfriend and your feel the need to give him a name to mark territory (whatever that means), it’s at this point, everyone acts cute. You hear names like ‘boo’, ’baby’, ‘sugar’, etc..
Then you get married and become more traditional, you go with ‘darling’,’ dear’, and ‘my heart’.

But the issue is that people go overboard with these names, a relative of mine  calls her husband MY LORD. Way to raise the bar. Which one is my lord, your house na court?
I personally think much of these pet names. But what do I know? So what was your pet name growing up and what ridiculous one do you have in mind for your partner. Let me know..
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HAPPY FRIENDSHIPVARSARY

by 09:53
Layomi and I have been friends since forever, i lied, its just JSS2.. What am I saying? That's 11 years..
Last year, we decided to mark our anniversary ( we have time abi?)
In my short time on earth, she has been one of the beautiful people God has sent my way and i am grateful for her presence in my life. She has become family, my mum has a soft spot for her..
In secondary school, she fueled my love for reading magazines, she always brought magazines from her dads office from Acada to Guardian Life, how i loved Tosyn Bucknor's write-ups. How she loved Jackie Collins. When she couldn't get me the magazines any more, she introduced me to Bella Naija and we fell in love with Atoke, Glory Edozien and BN weddings.

JUST RANDOM

by 23:03
Eku Odun Falentine!!!
Hey Guys, I can still say Happy Valentine right? How was your February 14? Mine was just another Friday. I went to class; we had a general public lecture and our leadership classes.

You see all through my life I have never being Val’ed, it has never being my portion. Jesus has always being my  boo. Jesus, boo of the booless. All I do on Val’s day is just observe, or ‘aww’ and ‘ahh’ , when I see people with their gifts. On Val’s day, I was so grateful, that I didn't have an Instagram account, the hashtags would have killed me: #seewhattheboogotforme #ilovehim #what willmylifebewithoutyou #blahblahblah.

Well, this year God changed my story (Hallaluyah??) .Most of my course mates broke with their boos , just before Valentine (bad timing abi?), the ones that were dating are in LDRs.
So on Val's day, one of our very beautiful classmates sent us cakes, all 26 of us,that was so thoughtful of him. My friend got me a pack of Milo Cereal (that cereal is the sweetest thing since bread and akara), another friend also gave me a set of cupcakes (don't i have beautiful people around me?)
I want to use this platform to appreciate everyone who made valentine memorable for their loved ones..

The Uncool Side of Social Media

by 11:58
Some days ago on twitter, everyone was retweeting a series of tweets from one babe (let’s call her Miss B). What I picked out from the tweets was that her friend (let’s call her Miss J) stole her box of clothes from her room and she decided to come on Twitter to shame the babe. According to Miss B, she has been so good to this Miss J, the girl confided in her that she had an addiction to masturbation and pornography and she also had some daddy issues.  What I really don’t understand is how someone thinks the best way to report stolen items is Twitter and not a police station or better still a higher authority. Why Twitter?
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