hAir DilEmMa

So today when my Dad who studied economics came home, i simply announced that i had finally taken my weave out. Trust me, i was simply trying to make conversation and inform him about my day. I was simply expecting "oh thats good dear" or "thats nice to hear" or the usual "leave joor! what's on your mind is definetly not what's on mine:)!" So you can imagine how surprised i felt when my dad of twenty something years turned to me and said "That's a social good news and  financial bad news". Then my both parents started laughing and naturally i had to join in the laughter. I just couldn't let it go so i began probing him to find out what he meant about my hair being a social good news. Ofcourse i understood the part about financial bad news because he knew i would soon be knocking on his door asking for money for my new hairdo. But social good news?! my own humble hair? i had to find out what he meant o! did my own father believe that my hair was an eyesore especially in social settings and the change perceived as a good news? had he been looking forward to this day since and hadn't told me? i was glad when he said that he just that he was pulling my legs and that he felt change is good and variety appreciated socially. he further assured me by telling me that he knows that every girl including his daughter loves new things--- from clothes to hair dos! :)! whew! what a relief!!

"Turn away your eyes from me, for they overwhelm me- Your hair is like a flock of goats leaping down the slopes of gilead." SOS 6:5

Not sure what to make of this scripture...

Dude: Hey babe! your hair is like a flock of goats... i could get lost in it ;) 

Dude: Na wa o! this your hair sef! it take style dey resemble flock of goat (ewure/nama)

What do you think? compliment? or insult?

yours sincerely,

Cee

My love-hate relationship with OkAdA

Oh okada! I don’t think I can go on like this any longer. I can’t figure out why you like to show; how fast you can go or how you love taking risks… *sighs* they say ‘once beaten twice shy’ but with you I’ve always made an exception. I keep hoping and believing that one day you’ll change for the good of society. Don’t you know what the bible says… the race is not to the swift  nor the battle to the strong, nor the bread to the wise, nor riches to the intelligent, nor favour to those with knowledge, but time and chance happens to them all (Ecc 9:11).

My father has always disapproved of my relationship with you. For he loves me too much to allow you inflict any pain or harm his “little girl”. I never gave much thought to you before last summer when I got my first job. It was on the island so I was always in a haste trying to beat traffic. Prior to that I had been seeing you around town; you appeared rugged and daring to my untrained eyes. I was a little fascinated with you, but I was a mere child who sought adventure in the mundane. Anyways as I grew older I started hearing of your escapades, so I resolved in my heart to abstain from you at all costs. I promised myself that no matter how much you or anyone else begged me I would never give in.

Beg! That you did skillfully. You begged me until my resolve wore thin. I started to justify how you weren’t that bad after all and that if I was careful no one will get hurt.

So that summer, when Lagos traffic took its toll on me you provided an escape route. Initially I set boundaries- no expressways and no groupies! But little did I know that you’ll keep taunting me-on how fast you could go, the places only you could take me and how much time I’ll save, till I finally relented and said “yes”.

Looking back now, you were the cause of most of my embarrassing incidents. Do you remember when you tore my skirt and I had to go to work like that? I was so embarrassed. If it had not been for the sweater I left in the office the previous day, I don’t know how I’d have managed. What about the time I mistakenly dropped my headgear on one of our trips, you made me come down to get it and one of your friends almost bashed me in the process.

I don’t know why I turned a blind eye to all your faults. You have always been selfish, concerned about no one else but yourself. You rode in the rain giving no thought for my valuables. I know you think I’m breaking up with you (trust me I’ve considered it) but you are too vital to my life in Lagos. So instead I’m saying let’s just be friends_ no strings attached!!

Yours sincerely,

Cee

(P.S. in case you are wondering Okada is a commercial motorcycle in Nigeria)



BrEaKiNg NewS!!

This blogger is NOW a graduate!!! Everyone prepare yourself for the unexpected...

mistaken identity

Today I went a mini bank outlet on campus. there was a veeeerrrryy long queue by the ATM  so many people wanted to withdraw cash but being a BIG girl that I am... i wanted to pay in cash. So i approached the teller and there was no one there. After waiting patiently for a few seconds I noticed a man in suit talking to a pretty girl on the atm queue. He looked a lot like the teller i met last week so i walked up to him and said "Excuse me, please i need to pay in money now." In my mind added..."oh! young man you weren't payed to chat up girls during work hours." He turned, looked at me and laughed. It was a "weird" laugh. the following conversation ensued.

Him: do u mind if i ask u a question?

Me: not so sure

Him: I don't mean to be rude but can i seriously ask u a question?

Me: (nervous) No

Me: please no

Him: ok... but do i look like a banker?

Me: yes

Him: i'm not

Me: so sorry

Him: it's ok. so wats d name?

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i wanted to enter the ground. i felt so embarrassed. i must commend the guy, he actually took it so well and even attempted to make normal conversation with me after rudely interrupting him. if it was the other way round... he would have had it. its funny how i was feeling irritated with the supposed guy who wasting my valuable time talking to a lady. i promise to no longer jump into conclusions again. come to think of it i don't know why i did especially since he wasn't wearing a bank ID.

yours sincerely,

Cee

Wedding bells!!

I just realized that it’s been awhile since I’ve been on a wedding train.  Haba!! I have to start praying for all my single family members and friends to start getting married ASAP! Lol… But seriously I love all the wedding hype. I want a big wedding with all the lace trimmings and grand carriage. Yeah, Yeah, I know the wedding lasts a day while marriage is a lifetime. A girl is free to dream right? So lemme be.

Anyways I want the wedding bells to start ringing so that I can enjoy being a bridesmaid (hopefully a chief bridesmaid too) while awaiting my big day. Like every other job, being a bridesmaid has a few pitfalls. Here is my list of some of them;

1.       You can’t eat and drink as much as you’d loved to because of your “exposed” seat location way up front.

2.       You have to plaster a smile throughout the day (or else people will think you are jealous of the bride)

3.       You have to walk around in ridiculously high/uncomfortable shoes

4.       You have to smile persistently for cameras

5.       Keep reminding family members that you are not searching for the one so they should quit introducing you to “eligible” sons of Mr. this and Mrs. That

6.       You have to either attempt to catch the bouquet or pretend to do so (I personally hate all the pushing and shoving in an attempt to catch flowers)

7.        You have to buy or get a dress you mostly likely never wear after that day.

8.       You have to dance in public (although for some people this is an advantage)

 

But asides from all that, there are so many reasons to look forward to being a bridesmaid again and again…

1.       You get to have a front row pick of bachelors (that’s if you are searching)

2.       You get a good view of the couple and all the wedding traipsing and entertainment

3.       Gives you a good reason to dress up and act ladylike

4.       Acquisition of new clothes and shoes (in my opinion anything that makes you get new clothes and shoes is a good thing ;)!)

5.       The joy of seeing a friend/cousin say ‘I do’

6.       The feeling of importance and prestige attached to the role

7.       You get to share in the lime light and paparazzi

8.       You play a part (although minor) in the making the big day

9.       You contribute to the success and beauty of another person’s wedding (thus subscribing for the same on your day)

10.   You get lovely souvenirs or sometimes ridiculous ones ( guess what….I got a matchbox once)

"Let us rejoice and exult and give him the glory, for the marriage of the Lamb has come, and his bride has made herself ready." (Revelation 19:7 ESV)

yours sincerely,

Cee

uncertainty and certainty

"I believe in the sun when it's not shining,
I believe in love when I don't feel it,
I believe in God when He is silent" (author unknown)


Right now, I'm confused. I really need God's direction but it seems like he is silent or maybe I'm just impatient to really wait and listen to His voice.
I'm at a crossroad in my life. After grads what next? My parents love me and want me to stay back in school and do my masters but I'm not so sure about that.
I love my course or let me rephrase that, I love some parts of my course but I'm not sure I'll enjoy doing that everyday of my life. I'm tired of weighing the pros and cons of doing my masters.
I'm tired of talking to people about it. I want to hear God clearly. The other day while talking to one of my course mates, he shared some experiences in his life with me then he advised me not to do it since I know I won't enjoy doing it in long run and that I'll just be wasting time, instead I should find God's purpose for my life and run with it.
My aunt is of the opinion that opinion that no knowledge is wasted and that while doing my masters in my course, I'll learn things that will help me in whatever future career I choose.
My mom says I should stay back and do my masters since I've already started and I haven't presented a better alternative.
I don't want tell my dad yet until I'm sure of what I want to do. So here I am, uncertain of what step to take next but certain that God will be with me every step of the way.




Yours sincerely,
Cee

My Wet Shoes!!

This was drawn by one of my art students :)

Do you know what it means to suffer and smile? I do. I had a very important meeting today. I set out early and half way into the journey, rain started falling. make no mistake, it wasn't Ajebutter rain o! it was a serious downpour. so now I'm at the  office, sitting down quietly in my wet shoes waiting for the manager to arrive. I dare not remove my shoes because of the "stench" i might unleash and secondly because of the fear of not being taken serious or that I'll just be the girl that has no shoes on. So my wet shoes are staying on as a symbol of my resolve to smile and be of good cheer even in unpleasant situations.

(hope I don't get cold feet on this matter;)!!)

yours sincerely,

Cee