Friday, 31 October 2014

Mood swing.



Mood borders on how we feel at a particular point in time; you could be happy now, sad the next, anxious, nervous etc but in the end, these moods blend into one to make up an individual.
Moods canbe categorized broadly into two: the high and the low, every other mood comes under these two categories.

Mood swing is an sudden change in the way you feel, most times nothing triggers this change, other times it might be events and usually the mood swing is blown out of proportion.

Growing up, I had terrible mood swings! I would just wake up and decide not to greet anybody at home or talk to anybody and it wasn't really funny because my mother would start the whole"What type of child are you" yell. It was when I got to secondary school my friends kinda understood that I had mood and sometimes I needed to be left alone till I snapped out of whatever was bugging me.

Looking back at the years gone by, I laugh at those days because nobody seemed to understand that I was perfectly okay; now I hardly have mood swings, I've gone for several months without feeling like recoiling into my shell and I've come to realise that mood swing could border on depression or bipolar disorder so I googled tips on how to deal with mood swings.

1. Write down your feelings: writing down your feelings will help to calm you down.
I did that a lot, still do and when I go back to read what I wrote, it helps me avoid a repeat.

2. Read over what you have written, then think about what is making you angry: whatever it is, identifying it is the first step and after identification, you need to let go. Writing it down will help you analyze and be sure you are not transferring aggression.

3. Think better happier thoughts: always look at the bright side of life, every bit of happiness counts!

4. If it helps, talk to someone: remember a problem shared is half solved.

Remember, in the course of mood swing, you might have hurt people so do not forget to apologize and apologize like you mean it not grudgingly.

Ever had mood swing? How did you deal with it?
Post your thoughts away!

Lyrics of the day


TITLE: DEUCES
ARTISTE: CHRIS BROWN


All that bullshit's for the birds
You ain't nothin but a vulture
Always hopin for the worst
Waiting for me to fuck up
You'll regret the day when I find another girl, yeah
That knows just what I need, she knows just what I mean
When I tell her keep it drama free

Ohohohohohohohoh... [x2]
I told you that I'm leaving (deuces)

I know you mad but so what?
I wish you best of luck
And now I'm bout to throw them deuces up


I'm on some new shit
I'm chuckin my deuces up to her
I'm moving on to something better, better, better
No more tryin to make it work
You made me wanna say bye bye, say bye bye, say bye bye to her [x2]


Uh, Use to be valentines
Together all the time
Thought it was true love, but you know women lie
It's like I sent my love with a text two times
Call cause I care but I ain't get no reply
Tryna see eye to eye but it's like we both blind
Fuck it let's hit the club, I rarely sip but pour me some
Cause when it's all said and done,
I ain't gon be the one that she can always run to
I hate liars, fuck love I'm tired of trying
My heart big but it beat quiet
I don't never feel like we vibin
Cause every time we alone it's a awkward silence
So leave your keys on the kitchen counter
And gimme back that ruby ring with the big diamond
Shit is over, whatchu trippin for?
I don't wanna have to let you go
But baby I think it's better if I let you know


I'm on some new shit
I'm chuckin my deuces up to her
I'm moving on to something better, better, better
No more tryin to make it work
You made me wanna say bye bye, say bye bye, say bye bye to her [x2]


Look, my shawty always on some bullshit like Chicago
So I flip that middle finger and the index finger follow
Deuces, we ain't got no future in tomorrow
I'm a dick, so it shouldn't be that hard to swallow
The other chick I'm with never complain
She make wanna leave the one I'm with Usher Raymond
Probably didn't register, don't trip, later on it will
Shorty full of drama like gangsta grizzles
I finally noticed it, it finally hit me
Like Tina did Ike in the limo, it finally hit me
I got a new chick, and she ain't you
She Paula Patton thick, She give me deja-vu
And all dat attitude i don't care about it
But all dat shit i do for her you gonna hear about it
Breezy rep two up two down
But i'm jus putting two up chucking up the deuce now


I'm on some new shit
I'm chuckin my deuces up to her
I'm moving on to something better, better, better
No more tryin to make it work
You made me wanna say bye bye, say bye bye, say bye bye to her [x2]

Thursday, 30 October 2014

What is in a name?



Hiya doing lovelies? I'm excited that today is Thursday because my CDS is on thursday so I get that day off from work and what's more? Today is my first ever CDS (I'm in press club).

Erm, before I continue, I really want to appreciate everybody who visits this blog but seriously the comment box is meant to be used by you, yes you and it really pains me when I do not get to read from you via the comment section. Infact, any blogger that tells you that he/she does not care about comments is a big liar! I care sha oh, so biko I'd love to hear from you.

Now to the topic of the day.

The history of naming dates back to creation as recorded in the Bible (hello, I'm a christian). After God made everything, he named them....for easy identification.

So important is this activity that in Africa after the birth of the child, on the 7th or 8th day (depending on the sex), the naming ceremony is carried out admist pomp. Certain ingredients like honey, salt, alligator pepper etc are used to bless the new born and an identity is conferred on him/her in the form of a name.

In Africa, we have the tradition of naming after the condition suurrounding the birth of the infant. For example, a child who is born in the absence of its father in Yoruba land is christened "BIDEMI", a woman who is the only girl of her parents is likely to give her first daughter "MORENIKEJI" meaning 'I've seen a partner', etc.

Incredible as it may sound, I've heard of places/countries where some children do not have names *sigh* and right now, in the child right act, every child has the right to be named.

Talking about names, I remember in secondary school we used to be crazy about English names as we felt our local names were not funky/fly enough. Now brace up for this; my parents did not name me Patience, my original birth certificate(I have two) bears Hundeyin Seyon Chidinma but my other igbo name Ndidiamaka means "Patience is good" so I started to write Hundeyin Seyon Patience on my documents (I desperately wanted an English Name) and I did it up to when I wrote WAEC so I had no choice than to go and request for another birth certificate (of course I went alone) immediately after secondary school because the first ever admission I got didn't work out since the identities were conflicting, that's how Patience became my official name!!

While I strongly believe the main reason we are named is for identification, we should be careful about the names we give ourselves in a bid to look tush as some names mean not too encouraging things.
Check the following out:
Cecilia: Blind
Claudia: lame
Barbara:barbarian
Cameron: crooked nose
Brenda: smelly hair
Mallory: unlucky
Portia: pig
Emily: rival
Kennedy: misshapen head
Persephone: bringing death
Gideon: having a stump for a hand
Jacob/James: supplanter

Some other people are named after circumstances surrounding their birth eg Jabez in the bible(borne out of sorrow), children who are believed to be ogbanje or abiku are given names like Kokumo( don't die again), Malomo(don't go anytime soon), etc while children who look like their grandparents or are given birth to immediately after the death of their grandparents are named Babatunde/Yetunde meaning father/mother has come again.

I really love traditional names, check out the following:
Yoruba
Aarinola: the centre of wealth.
Adebanke: the crown helps to pamper me.
Mosunmola: I move close to wealth.
Oyinkansola: honey drips into wealth.

Igbo
Chidinma: God is good.
Kosisochukwu: will of God
Ifemelunamma: beautifully made.
Chukwunonso: God is near.
Chukwuemeka: Thank God.
Adadioranma: a female child is also good.

However, I've come across very funny names Nigerians bear especially people of the south south extraction eg:
Government
Fine country
Independence
LongJohn
Pickett
BoyLoaf
Manilla
Bluejack
Fineman
Horsfall
Hieneken
Etc

So what does your name mean? What is in a name?

Lyrics of the day



TITLE: FIX YOU
ARTISTE: COLDPLAY

When you try your best, but you don't succeed
When you get what you want, but not what you need
When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone, but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

And high up above or down below
When you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Tears stream down your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Tears stream down your face
And I...

Tears stream down your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down your face
And I...

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Wednesday, 29 October 2014

WIFE MATERIAL OR NOT









This topic has been on my mind for a very long time but I've not had the time to be still and articulate my thoughts ....anyway I've finally been able to gather my thoughts.

I don't know about other parts of the world but in Nigeria where I'm from, a lot of emphasis is placed on marriage and especially on the bride; lots of things are expected of her and sometimes I feel for us (I'm not married yet but soon sha!). So great are the demands that an app was created to know your worth as a wife material oh!

So typically, a Nigerian guy will tell you he can only wife her if
#she can pound yam... Oh really? Even if pounded yam is not her traditional food? Even if she is tired all you care for is your pounded yam abi?

#she can cook....hello!!! Some ladies do not like cooking and I don't see why people make an issue out of it. I mean, I like to cook doesn't mean every girl's default hobby should be cooking.

#she is a freak in bed.... Yes yes!!! Amaka is all for this but that doesn't mean she can't learn if she is a greenhorn *winks*

#she is educated... Really? She must be educated before you wife her? Well, everyone has choices but if a lady is homely, I see no reason why she shouldn't be wifed.

There are many silly factors guys list, some even make me wonder if they have lost their damn marbles!!

While we all have that freedom to choose, we should be careful not to set high standards and unreasonable demands that will keep depriving us of our better half.

So guys, where you at? What are the qualities of a wife material? Who is a wife material?

P.S I've been trying to reach Ernie unsuccessfully since yesterday, honey please try to get in touch ASAP. X

Lyrics of the day


TITLE: STUCK ON YOU
ARTISTE: LIONEL RICHIE

Stuck on you
I've got this feeling down
Deep in my soul
That I just can't lose
Guess, I'm on my way
Needed a friend
And the way I feel now I guess
I'll be with you till the end
Guess I'm on my way
Mighty glad you stayed

I'm stuck on you
Been a fool too long I guess
It's time for me to come on home
Guess I'm on my way
So hard to see
That a woman like you could wait
Around for a man like me
Guess I'm on my way
Mighty glad you stayed

Oh, I'm leaving on that midnight train
And I know just where I'm going
I've packed up my troubles
And I've thrown them all away
Because this time little darlin'
I'm coming home to stay

I'm stuck on you
I've got this feeling down
Deep in my soul
That I just can't lose
Guess, I'm on my way
Needed a friend
And the way I feel now I guess
I'll be with you till the end
Guess I'm on my way
I'm mighty glad you stayed

Tuesday, 28 October 2014

Lyrics of the day



TITLE: COAT OF MANY COLOURS
ARTISTE: DOLLY PARTON

Back through the years
I go wonderin' once again
Back to the seasons of my youth
I recall a box of rags that someone gave us
And how my momma put the rags to use
There were rags of many colors
Every piece was small
And I didn't have a coat
And it was way down in the fog
Momma sewed the rags together
Sewin' every piece with love
She made my coat of many colors
That I was so proud of

As she sewed, she told a story
From the bible, she had read
About a coat of many colors
Joseph wore and then she said
Perhaps this coat will bring you
Good luck and happiness
And I just couldn't wait to wear it
And momma blessed it with a kiss

My coat of many colors
That my momma made for me
Made only from rags
But I wore it so proudly
Although we had no money
I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me

So with patches on my britches
Holes in both my shoes
In my coat of many colors
I hurried off to school
Just to find the others laughing
And making fun of me
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me

And oh I couldn't understand it
For I felt I was rich
And I told them of the love
My momma sewed in every stitch
And I told 'em all the story
Momma told me while she sewed
And how my coat of many colors
Was worth more than all their clothes

But they didn't understand it
And I tried to make them see
That one is only poor
Only if they choose to be
Now I know we had no money
But I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me
Made just for me

SISTERHOOD OF THE WORLD BLOGGERS AWARD


Yup, we got another award in our kitty and I should have done this a long while ago but then I couldn't due to circumstances beyond my control but thankfully, I'm fully back.

I've never heard of this award before I was nominated and when I read the name, I was like hope the dudes won't accuse us of forming a cult on blogosphere *just kidding*

The award is passed from sister blogger to sister blogger and there are just 4 conditions you have to meet when you accept the award



The Rules
1. Thank the blogger who nominated you, linking back to their site.

2. Put the award logo on your blog.

3. Answer their ten questions.

4. Make up ten new questions for your nominees
.
5. Nominate 10 bloggers

Okay we got two nominations Ernie and Ugo so I'm saying a big thank you to these beautiful sisters.


This is their request: "Tell us about a part of you that you struggled with(maybe a habit, nose, shape, leg etc) and how you over came the fear......
the aim: to help ladies accept every part of their bodies and personalities (she decided to break the 10 questions norm, isn't that lovely?)

Okay, growing up, I struggled with my boobs.....hold on right there; y'all know I'm quite blessed in that department.
The truth is I matured very early and while my mates were having tits, I had boobs. I should have been happy about it but since I grew up in the midst of guys, I felt abnormal....my mum and I didn't use to talk so I was wondering why mine was big and my friends had small boob and I had conflicting thoughts. When I was 10, I noticed one was bigger than the other and I was like my fears have been confirmed! I'm not normal.

I overcame this fear by eventually talking to my mother and she allayed my fears and told me everybody does not mature at the same rate due to various factors.

My question? I'd repeat the question too so kindly tell us a part of you that you struggled with and how you overcame the fear.

My nominees
Vira
Esther
Deb
Ms cookie
Funmi
Sandra
Riri
Tuke
Amaka
Temi

Stay beautiful ladies *in Esther's voice* and guys.....stay handsome too. X

Monday, 27 October 2014

Responsibility


Good morning lovelies...... I was thinking categorizing my posts would be a good idea and for Mondays, I'd be doing the character count series.

You may be wondering why I chose character; well, character is the very essence of a human being and it is one's moral compass by which we conduct our lives and actions.

Character evolves and it can be developed although it does not change quickly.

A person of character meets the demands of duty, is accountable, pursue excellence and exercises self control and the first topic we'll be considering in the series is responsibility.

The online dictionary defines responsibility as: re·spon·si·bil·i·ty/rəˌspänsəˈbilədē/ the state or fact of having a duty to deal with something or of having control over someone.

I remember when I was growing up and I was in care of my younger brother; I was to take care of him when my mother was not at home among other duties. Failure to perform them meant trashing for me.

When we became older, my mother assigned chores to all of us and it became my responsibility to mop the house and wash the toilet! Oh how I hated the chores and every saturday, I'll run away from home. Now my failure to clean meant the house will remain dirty and toilet unwashed. I always had ready excuses as to why the toilet was unwashed or the floor not mopped.

When I got into the university, I held several positions at the departmental level and students union government level and I made sure to carry out the responsibilities required of me even when some other excos decided to clearly abdicate their responsibilities afterall it was nobody's business.

I've done a couple of holiday jobs to understand the concept of responsiblity. Not to brag but everywhere I've worked, I make sure to carry out what is required of me and even more than because some people will be like I'm only here to teach, I'll just teach and get out forgetting that there are other things that can be done aside the main job that can earn them accolades, afterall money should not be our motivation always.

I've seen couple of trade blame games from people who instead of accepting responsilities for their actions put the blame on others and that to me is so immature because one of the hallmark of maturity for me is accepting responsibilities for your actions positive or negative so as you begin a new working week, know and define your responsibilities, carry them out and if you fail to carry any out due to omission or commission, accept the outcome.

Post your thoughts away!

Lyrics of the day



TITLE: STRAIGHT FROM THE HEART
ARTISTE: BRYAN ADAMS

I could start dreamin' but it never ends
As long as you're gone we may as well pretend
I've been dreamin'
Straight from the heart

You say it's easy but who's to say
That we'd be able to keep it this way
But it's easier
Straight from the heart

Give it to me straight from the heart
Tell me we can make another start
You know I'll never go
As long as I know
It's comin' straight from the heart

I'll see you on the street some other time
And all our words would just fall out of line
I was dreamin'
Straight from the heart

Give it to me straight from the heart
Tell me we can make another start
You know I'll never go
As long as I know
It's coming straight from the heart

Give it to me straight from the heart
Tell me we can make one more start
You know I'll never go
As long as I know
It's coming straight from the heart

Sunday, 26 October 2014

So far, so good..

Hiya doing lovelies? Hope our sunday is turning out as planned? If not Chill, the day has not ended yet.

I looked at my calender today and I realized October is coming to an end... It's been an amazing month and I pray the remainder of the month will be filled with amazing grace and favour.

So I started my service in August but I started working officially this week and prior to my start of work, I heard lot of stories like the students can't speak English, blah blah blah.

Well, I teach JSS3 Basic technology and it's stressful because I take 6 arms (A-E) but then, the language barrier is still there. Some classes are okay but in the A class, I have to work with an interpreter and it's challanging but I signed up for this and erm, I'm willing to sacrifice my time for these kids because I really feel for them. It's amazing to know that kids in JSS3 don't have a good command of spoken english.

Lately we've been experiencing the transition to hamattarn and tell you what, the one we experience in Lagos is child's play compared to that of Sokoto, bearing in Mind that Sokoto is on the fringes of the Sahara desert and I learnt one bad heat is coming up soon plus my parents have warned me sternly not to forget to get vaccinated against meningitis...

The struggle for water also got real and after I was embarrassed at the tap( we use a public tap) last week sunday, I went to look for a meiruwa that sells water to me at 30 naira per 25litres so he fills my 120l and it lasts me 2 days.

My room mates though *sigh* somedays they act like they are high on expired crack but I've been taking it really really cool with them.

My peeps can't get over the fact that I refused to redeploy but the truth is that I don't know why I decided to stay; I know I'm very stubborn but this one is beyond stubborness! Maybe there is something God wants me to fulfil or a lesson he is trying to teach me...

Talking about trying to teach me a lesson, remember my phone got stolen the day I left camp? When I got to Lagos, I woke up one morning and decided to try the number, I did and shockingly, it rang, the dude that picked said the thief threw my bag across his fence and we discussed so he said when I got back, I should try the number so he'll return the itemsn only for me to return and discover the phone had been permanently put off. I was disorganized and confused, in the end, I decided to forget about it and retrieve the line. For over two months, I was off social networks and I didn't die, for someone who who is addicted to the internet, it was a whole new experience but like I say, the only thing that is constant in life is change itself.

Anyways, I'm back and better, still blogging from my phone but I hope to switch finally because looks like this phone is anti pictures (can't seem to attach pictures to my posts) and it's been amazing catching up on social media I've been cut off and discovering new blogs.

I hope this new week brings us happiness and every good thing we've been looking forward to.

Lyrics of the day

TITLE: MOCKINGBIRD
ARTISTE: EMINEM

Yeah
I know sometimes things may not always make sense to you right now
But hey, what daddy always tell you?
Straighten up little soldier
Stiffen up that upper lip
What you crying about?
You got me.

Hailie, I know you miss your mom, and I know you miss your dad
When I'm gone but I'm trying to give you the life that I never had
I can see you're sad, even when you smile, even when you laugh
I can see it in your eyes, deep inside you want to cry
'Cause you're scared, I ain't there?
Daddy's with you in your prayers
No more crying, wipe them tears
Daddy's here, no more nightmares
We gon' pull together through it, we gon' do it
Lainie Uncle's crazy, ain't he?
Yeah, but he loves you girl and you better know it
We're all we got in this world
When it spins, when it swirls
When it whirls, when it twirls
Two little beautiful girls
Lookin' puzzled, in a daze
I know it's confusing you
Daddy's always on the move, mamma's always on the news
I try to keep you sheltered from it but somehow it seems
The harder that I try to do that, the more it backfires on me
All the things growing up as daddy, that he had to see
Daddy don't want you to see but you see just as much as he did
We did not plan it to be this way, your mother and me
But things have got so bad between us
I don't see us ever being together ever again
Like we used to be when we was teenagers
But then of course everything always happens for a reason
I guess it was never meant to be
But it's just something we have no control over and that's what destiny is
But no more worries, rest your head and go to sleep
Maybe one day we'll wake up and this will all just be a dream

[Chorus:]
Now hush little baby, don't you cry
Everything's gonna be alright
Stiffen that upper lip up, little lady, I told ya
Daddy's here to hold ya through the night
I know mommy's not here right now and we don't know why
We feel how we feel inside
It may seem a little crazy, pretty baby
But I promise mama's gon' be alright

It's funny
I remember back one year when daddy had no money
Mommy wrapped the Christmas presents up
And stuck 'em under the tree and said some of 'em were from me
'Cause daddy couldn't buy 'em
I'll never forget that Christmas I sat up the whole night crying
'Cause daddy felt like a bum, see daddy had a job
But his job was to keep the food on the table for you and mom
And at the time every house that we lived in
Either kept getting broken into and robbed
Or shot up on the block and your mom was saving money for you in a jar
Tryna start a piggy bank for you so you could go to college
Almost had a thousand dollars 'til someone broke in and stole it
And I know it hurt so bad it broke your mamma's heart
And it seemed like everything was just startin' to fall apart
Mom and dad was arguin' a lot so momma moved back
On the Chalmers in the flat one bedroom apartment
And dad moved back to the other side of 8 Mile on Novara
And that's when daddy went to California with his CD and met Dr. Dre
And flew you and momma out to see me
But daddy had to work, you and momma had to leave me
Then you started seeing daddy on the T.V. and momma didn't like it
And you and Lainnie were too young to understand it
Papa was a rollin' stone, momma developed a habit
And it all happened too fast for either one of us to grab it
I'm just sorry you were there and had to witness it first hand
'Cause all I ever wanted to do was just make you proud
Now I'm sitting in this empty house, just reminiscing
Lookin' at your baby pictures, it just trips me out
To see how much you both have grown, it's almost like you're sisters now
Wow, I guess you pretty much are and daddy's still here
Lainnie I'm talkin' to you too, daddy's still here
I like the sound of that, yeah
It's got a ring to it don't it?
Shh, mama's only gone for the moment

[Chorus]

And if you ask me to
Daddy's gonna buy you a mockingbird
I'mma give you the world
I'mma buy a diamond ring for you
I'mma sing for you
I'll do anything for you to see you smile
And if that mockingbird don't sing and that ring don't shine
I'mma break that birdie's neck
I'll go back to the jeweler who sold it to ya
And make him eat every carat don't fuck with dad (ha ha)


Saturday, 25 October 2014

LYRICS OF THE DAY

ARTISTE: DESTINY'S CHILD
TITLE: BROWN EYES

Remember the first day when I saw your face
remember the first day when you smiled at me
you stepped to me and then you said to me
I was the woman you dreamed about
remember the first day when you called my house
remember the first day when you took me out
we had butterflies although we tried to hide it
and we both had a beautiful night

The way we held each others hand
the way we talked the way we laughed
it felt so good to find true love
I knew right then and there you were the one

I know that he loves me cause he told me so
I know that he loves me cause his feelings show
when he stares at me you see he cares for me
you see how he is so deep in love
I know that he loves me cause its obvious
I know that he loves me cause it's me he trusts
and he's missing me if he's not kissing me
and when he looks at me his brown eyes tell his soul

Remember the first day, the first day we kissed
remember the first day we had an argument
we apologized and then we compromised
and we haven't argued since
remember the first day we stopped playing games
remember the first day you fell in love with me
it felt so good for you to say those words
cause I felt the same way too

The way we held each others hand
the way we talked the way we laughed
it felt so good to fall in love
and I knew right then and there you were the one

I know that he loves me cause he told me so
I know that he loves me cause his feelings show
when he stares at me you see he cares for me
you see how he is so deep in love
I know that he loves me cause its obvious
I know that he loves me cause it's me he trusts
and he's missing me if he's not kissing me
and when he looks at me his brown eyes tell his soul

-'m so happy so happy that you're in my life
and baby now that you're a part of me
you showed me
showed me the true meaning of love
and i know he loves me

I know that he loves me cause he told me so
I know that he loves me cause his feelings show
when he stares at me you see he cares for me
you see how he is so deep in love
I know that he loves me cause its obvious
I know that he loves me cause it's me he trusts
and he's missing me if he's not kissing me
and when he looks at me his brown eyes tell his soul

He looks at me and his brown eyes tell his soul

GRAMMAR 101

Inakwana? Means good morning in Hausa... I'm excited today is another saturday and as Usual, today is our grammar lesson.

Last week we treated nouns confused under lexis and this week we'll be moving over to adjectives confused.
1. Conducive and agreeable
WRONG: I do not find sleeping in an air conditioned room conducive.
CORRECT: I do not find sleeping in an air conditioned room agreeable.

Always use 'to' after 'conducive', which means 'causing', for example:
I do not think sleeping in a room with all the windows closed is conducive to good health.

2. Fatal and Serious.
WRONG: He suffered a fatal accident, and was rushed to the hospital, but later recovered.
CORRECT: He suffered a serious accident, and was rushed to the hospital, but later recovered.

'Fatal' means 'resulting in death'; we could use it correctly like this:
He suffered a fatal accident. May his soul rest in peace.

3. Lovely and loving
WRONG: This is your lovely son writing to you.
CORRECT: This is your loving son writing to you.

'Lovely' means 'beautiful'; 'loving' means 'affectionate'.

4. Sweet and tasty.
WRONG: That chicken we ate was very sweet.
CORRECT: That chicken we ate was very tasty.

Like 'tasty', 'sweet' means having an agreeable taste, but 'sweet' is used for sugary things.

..........And that is the end of today's lesson; I hope we have learnt one or two new things!
Have a great weekend lovelies. X

Friday, 24 October 2014

Contentment

 
He that is down need fear no fall;
He that is low, no pride;
He that is humble ever shall
Have God to be his guide.
 
I am content with what I have,        
Little be it or much;
And, Lord, contentment still I crave,
Because thou savest such.
 
Fulness to such a burden is
That go on pilgrimage;        
Here little, and hereafter bliss,
Is best from age to age.(Words by John Bunyan)
 
This is one poem I grew up reciting; my father practically forced us to learn it and since then, it has stuck!

Asides sticking, contentment is one virtue I can boldly say I possess. Right from my growing up days, I hardly covet people's properties. During my university days, my friends used to nag me because I would not buy what others are buying especially for keeping up with the Joneses purpose.

What actually prompted this topic is the attitude of someone in my lodge; last week when the batch C coprs members passed out, she went to them and was begging them to give her their left over provisions, soap, even kerosene!!! When I heard it, I was mad because it is not like this girl is lacking oh!

Now, what is this contentment?
The free online dictionary defines it as "a state of happiness and satusfaction".
Contentment involves being happy with who you are and we all know in this world of today, many people are not happy with who they are. True or false?

Besides this contentment doesn't have to do with material possessions only, it also involves being content with who/what we are (I'm not saying you should be content with being at the bottom of the rung of the ladder oh!).

Anyway, I went on wikihow to get tips on how to be content and I came up with these:

1. Live in the present: the people who are the happiest with themselves are able to enjoy and embrace the present moment instead of being stuck in the past or obsessing over what the future will look like (thinking of the past can help you learn from your mistakes and thinking of the future can help you set goals and be a good long term planner though).

2. Be grateful for what you have: instead of focusing on all the things you do not have, or all the things you want, take a minute to think about how lucky you are compared to most people out there.

3. Appreciate the little things: be thankful for the air you breathe, the food that nourishes you, etc. Every little details in your life counts. Focus on those little things and be grateful that you are still alive.

4. Take time to reflect: a lot of people aren't content with their lives because they don't take the time to sit back and consider everything that's going on. Taking time to reflect is different from moping, over thinking or analyzing everything that went wrong.

5. Stop comparing yourself to others: you can't change what other people are doing and you'll never get anywhere if you compare yourself to others instead of thinking about your life on its own terms. You will always find someone who is happier, healthier, richer, prettier and just more together than you are but why look? There are always reasons to be jealous of others and reasons for others to be jealous of you. You'll do yourself a favour by stopping the comparison.

6. Fake it until you make it: Being upset and complaining to everyone in earshot about what problem you've got is guaranteed to make you feel worse.
Even if you're feeling down in the dumps, you shouldn't go around moping, complaining and telling your best friends how awful you feel and looking like you're about to cry. Instead, you should try to be extra cheerful, extra friendly and make an effort to talk to other people and make them laugh.

7. Remember that happiness is a choice: some people gauge happiness by having a successful career, luxurious car or a huge savings account. Happiness cannot be determined by the money you earn or even with material things. It is a choice that we are happy, despite what life may bring.

Lyrics of the day.

TITLE: I BELIEVE IN LOVE
ARTISTE: DON WILLIAMS

I don't believe in superstars
Organic food and foreign cars
I don't believe the price of gold
The certainty of growing old
That right is right and left is wrong
That north and south can't get along
That east is east and west is west
And bein' first is always best.

But I believe in love
I believe in babies
I believe in mom and dad
And I believe in you.

Well, I dont believe that heaven waits
For only those who congregate
I'd like to think of God as love
He's down below
He's up above
He's watchin' people everywhere
He knows who does and doesn't care
And I'm an ordinary man
Sometimes I wonder who I am.

But I believe in love
I believe in music
I believe in magic
And I believe in you.

I know with all my certainty
What's goin' on with you and me
Is a good thing
It's true
I believe in you.

I dont believe virginity
Is as common as it used be
In workin' days and sleepin' nights
That black is black and white is white
That Superman and Robinhood
Are still alive in Hollywood
That gasoline's in short supply
The risin' cost of gettin' by

But I believe in love
I believe in old folks
I believe in children
I believe in you.

I believe in love
I believe in babies
I believe in mom and dad
And I believe in you.

Thursday, 23 October 2014

Tagged!

Hello lovelies, guess what? I'm back, like I'm back for good.
So lovely Vira of www.lifeasvira.blogspot.com tagged me and I'm to say/write 20 things about myself. Here we go.
1. My relationship with make up is a love - hate one; today I'll wear make up and for the next two weeks, my face will be nude.
2. I'm quite lazy.
3. I'm a sucker for waist beads.
4. I'm team #longnails.
5. When it comes to trying new dishes, I'm not adventurous at all.
6. My threshold for pain is extremely low!!!
7. I have a morbid fear of rats.
8. I have a phobia for flying and each time I fly, my heart is always in my mouth till we land.
9. I prefer leather and rubber strapped watches to chain.
10. I have a fetish for shoes.
11. I love rice!! I ate rice for 21 days when I was on camp.
12. I love ribena *covers face*
13. My stationery pack is always in my purse.
14. I love sleeping.
15. Due to the fact that my eyes are small, people usually think I'm asleep when I sit still.
16. I have to squint my eyes to see well in the sun.
17. I get overpeople quickly.
18. I only talk when it is necessary.
19. I am very thorough.
20. My hair is not black.

*phew* I had to rack my brains to do that though...now I'd like for us to tag ourselves and write one fact about ourselves while I also tag these lovely bloggers.
iamifuennada.blogspot.com
naijagirlnextdoor.blogspot.com
temisblog.com

Sunday, 19 October 2014

FAVOURITISM

Hello lovelies, trust y'all are having a swell sunday? Oh well, this topic has been on my mind for quite a while so here we are.


There are some things which are as old as the world itself though we like to think of them as recent.
Remember the story of Esau and Jacob in the bible? Okay, let me even go back; remember the story of Cain and Abel? God favoured the sacrifice(s) of Abel because it was more acceptable and jealousy crept in.

Fast forward to Esau and Jacob, when Isaac was about to die, he asked Esau to prepare his favourite meal so he could eat and bless him but his wife Rebecca heard and we know the rest of the story.

Now, I am the only girl of my mother, I have 2 brothers from my mother too. While growing up, I noticed that my mum tended towards my elder brother (the apple of her eyes as she calls him) while my dad tended towards me; my kid brother floated in between.

The memories I have of me as a kid is that of my mum yelling at me because I wouldn’t lift up a finger to assist with the house chores (I was damn spoilt!), my mum trashing the hell out of me while I was yelling back and telling her I would report to my dad *lool* meanwhile oh, the things I did and my mum labelled bad were labelled normal so long as it was done by my elder brother *frowning*

For a long time, there was this bad blood between us because I felt my mum did not love me, I told her anyway *shrugs* while my brother on the other hand felt that my dad did not love him.

Now, I am much older and I have come to realize that what is fair is not equal and what is equal is not fair.

Favouritism  exists everywhere even though parents try to pretend they love all their kids equally but it is there in the extra sparkle in their eyes when they talk to the kids.

While it might be hard to ask parents not to show favouritism (we all have that favourite friend, favourite skirt, etc), parents should be careful not to damage the self esteem of their kids especially the less advantaged one!

Your take?

Saturday, 18 October 2014

GRAMMAR 101



                                                          LEXIS
Many errors in English are the result of using words that are not suitable to the context in which they are used. Often this means confusing two words that have similar meanings. These are errors of lexis and we shall examine them by looking in turns at nouns, adjectives, verbs and adverbs. So get your note pads and pens ready.
                                               NOUNS CONFUSED
1. ALPHABETS AND LETTERS
WRONG: many English words contain more than ten alphabets.
CORRECT: many English words contain more than ten letters.

An alphabet is a list of the letters which are used to make up the words of a language.
The English alphabet contains 26 letters.

2. AMOUNT WRONGLY USED
WRONG: I obtained some amount from my father and was able to settle all my debts.
CORRECT: I obtained some money from my father and was able to settle all my debts.

An amount simply means a quantity. We can speak of ‘an amount of paper’, ‘an amount of work’ etc. Do not use ‘amount’ without saying what it is an amount of.

3. DRESSES AND CLOTHES
WRONG: All his dresses were destroyed in the fire.
CORRECT: All his clothes were destroyed in the fire.

‘Dresses’ are garments worn by women, covering both the upper and the lower parts of the body. ‘Clothes’ (a plural with no singular) are garments in general.

4. KILO WRONGLY USED
WRONG: From here to the next big town is 45 kilos.
CORRECT: From here to the next big town is 45 kilometres.

The abbreviation ‘kilo’ should only be used of ‘kilogram’ not of ‘kilometre’, for example
She bought five kilos of onions.

5. MUM, MUMMY, MOTHER
WRONG: ‘How is your mummy?’ the young accountant asked his old teacher.
CORRECT: ‘How is your mother?’ the young accountant asked his old teacher.

‘Mum’ and ‘mummy’ are endearing ways of addressing or referring to a mother, but ‘mummy’ is used by small children, and sounds ridiculous when used by an older person referring to the mother of another older person. ‘Mum’ can be used between equal who are close friends.

Distinguish between the use of ‘dad’ and ‘daddy’ and ‘father’ in the same way.

TURN UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT'S OUR YEAR BLOGOVERSARY TODAY PEOPLE

yeah, I'm overwhelmed by the love I get here!!!!!
So today is our first year blogoversary...whoot! whoot!! I really do not know how to start but I remember I used to scribble lots of thoughts here and there and my bff will always be like 'sweetheart, you should start blogging' and I'll tell her blogging is for Linda Ikeji and co not me. I remember also that I was fresh out of a relationship and  was very hurt, everyday I'll be brooding about my ex and Tope kept on disturbing me but I'd shrug her off, so the issue of the national conference came up and I wrote an article and sent it to Japhet Omojunwa and he edited it and published it on African liberty (I'll post the link later when I remember it) so Tope was like instead of you writing and sending, why not start a blog where you can post as often as you like. So one evening, I was sulking as usual and playing with my blackberry when I just decided to open blogger and I registered www.seyonhundeyin.blogspot.com; my bff was the first person I called and she was very excited for me. I was like let me post this and she said fine, that was how I started this journey of a thousand mile.

When I set out to blog, I just wanted an outlet to take my mind off my ex but today, I've achieved more than that and I want you all to join me in celebrating *bats eyelashes*

Looking back to the months gone by, I'd say it did not come as easy as I though it will be; I have to beg and beg even my bff before she opens my blog as I get the I'm busy excuse and as I am not a fan of broadcast messages on bbm, I hardly send broadcast messages; all I do is put the link on my pm and talk to one or two people but well, I thank God that even though I am not where I'm supposed to be (blog wise), I can proudly call myself a blogger now with page views from even Latvia (beat that).

You see, blogging is more than writing what you think because the comment box is to hear the opinion of your readers both the good and bad and I thank God that asides one or two times, I've not had to contend with offensive comments here.

I love blogging because now, I get to share thoughts going on in my head with others and it inspires (albeit little) people reading my posts and my lyrics of the day *looks at Ernie* too makes people look forward to opening this blog.
Looking ahead, I did not think I would blog this long but here we are now *smiles* and I want to say that I look forward to having a close relationship with my readers (in case you do not know, y'all are family to me), I shall categorize my posts now (watch out), I'll post with pictures (I do not know why I keep postponing this), I'll blog regularly (I'm finding my feet back) and I look forward to being a better writer.

What better way can I end this? I'd like to appreciate my family (blog family, we gon take it a step further soon aii?) Ernie and Duru ( the way these two lovelies check up on me is amazing), Petite (I'm still using that shea butter for my hair *covers face*), Yours truly (my sugar of life), Tosyne, Temmy, Moby, Esther, Lily, Eve, Jay, Mannie(my love), Chidinma(name sake of life), Vira, Funmi, Amakamedia, all the anons that visit but are comment shy, Adesewa(I'm sure you are enjoying the joys of motherhood, come back to blogsville quick please), Yems (the original smoothie maker),Toun (my inspiration)...Toyosi (my cyber boo) Ugo, Pat (my sakeys), Ms cookie, bobby, mr anon, Cyndy.... I want you to know that I love and will never forget you....Tope Saliu, a sister more than a friend, my blog godmother(even though you are not a blogger but you spurred me to do this, you always have faith in me).


I cannot rule out the lulls that will still come but with the time I have spent so far blogging, all the hours of writing on my note pad and typing, the hours of reading other blogs and reading your comments has made me  a better person so I'd like to hear from you, yes you my childhood friend, my high school mate, my university mates, facebook, twitter and instagram friends, corps members and everybody I have ever come across.

Post your thoughts away!

Friday, 17 October 2014

RAMBLINGS.

You know sometimes I wish I were blogging anonymously because somehow there is this thrill I get when I read some posts by anonymous bloggers...oh well, enough of what I wish for.

So I've been trying to adapt to Sokoto and so far, it's been survival mode oh.
I stay in the corper's lodge and I have two roomies, not like it's a big room, it's a 6 x 5 or there about but then, a begger has no choice abi? I wanted to get a house outside of the lodge but considering the fact that Northern Nigeria is volatile and I do not speak their language (It's frustrating when you are talking to these people and they say 'no English'), I decided against risking my precious life for comfort.
I kind of received each of my roomies with hesitation (I was the first occupant) and initially, it was strange having to wake up to strangers and knowing it will be that way for the next couple of months; it was like we were walking on pins, not wanting to step our feet too hard so we don't get hurt but then, it's been hard. *sigh*
One is quiet but strange; I mean who rubs soap on her body before applying cream? The first day she did it, I was too shocked to talk but the fifth time, I just had to blurt it and man, all hell was let loose. She was like that is the way she has been doing all her life, nobody can change her, blah blah blah and oh well, I've left her alone. Afterall is it my skin?
The other one can nag for Africa!!!! fuck!!!! I mean we've all got issues too honey! She nags about how I wash, how I drink too cold things, how I leave my suitcase open and I'm like leave me the fuck alone!!!
With the other girls, every morning, someone must bitch about who stole her water or who used the toilet and didn't flush etc....but you know that we all need drama once in a while innit? after all if life is too smooth, it becomes boring.

P.S I read with shock Jay's comment  here , and my mouth was hanging for over 2 minutes and I want to address the issue here; Yes, I appreciate every click I get (tomorrow is our one year blogoversary) and I adore everyone who takes time to spend extra effort to comment but what I will not tolerate is any form of insult on either me or another visitor.
He typed this  "Amaka n love guide sef! Have You ever tried putting a post on how to be successful in exams, how to set academic goals, how to start up a small business with minimum capital, how to achieve success, how to make Ideas work, how to build a dream with elevators in it?
This is a reality blog for crying out loud n I think this love love love isn't helping. Pls upgrade n know that money is needed to finance love, success keeps love alive. Love can't exist in absence of moral value, teach Us how to build morals.
Its high time I visit blogs, read posts that'll keep My brain thinking hard. Remember a post You dropped late last year, till date I still visit that page for inspiration. Seriously, You messed My day... Wish Me exams luck jare...






#™Jeezuz_Jaireh™"
Here is my reply: this is a reality blog and I blog whatever comes to my mind, however, if you feel you are not getting enough content here, you could point it out to me without being uncouth or go to those blogs that offer what you desire.

Post your thoughts away!