One Cent Karma

It should take a lot of stings to blog it out ... well, this was. 

Once upon a time, 'our' lifeandtheprimadonnas was something to expose to the public and get cheered for some writing skills we never thought we had. But after three years of abandonment, it will be my perfect spot to excavate my daily buried rage. (Rage? Powerful word).

So it has been a full year in this land of far fucking away. Yes, it took a while, but we can say settling in is full term now. I've got a babysitter job in a flash firm, in glorified terms, EA aka Executive Assistant, aka Administrative Assistant in my words. 

It is quite an upgrade from my start because there was no glorified term in my Genesis. Worked in the same firm, different employer, good shit post with lots of play time. In all honesty, I enjoyed my post, took care of it and like everything I do, was 100% committed and only after I left the post did I discover it was regarded as shit, by the dumber bigger babysitters. 

Play time to me is in no way advantageous. I mingled with a myriad of sweethearts and scums, mostly sweethearts when categorized as 'the perfect strangers'. As the only black girl out of over 500 staff, it will be one colourful phrase stating 'we're friends'. (How did I get here?) 

Dear half-wit, 

There is a difference between a black American and an African. Please stop watching black movies to keep up with your idea of me. 

I am African and even when slightly called American, I emphatically state "I am Nigerian." Unlike most Africans who would claim American in a heartbeat, most Nigerians claim what they are despite the varied synonyms like fraudsters and swindlers. Personally, the affiliation to being feared is gratifying. 

The half-wit is beautiful with a weird mix of positivity and insecurity. I had to journey seven years back in behaviour but eventually, we grew close. She spoke about boys and people she didn't like only because they never spoke to her. She was a damned pleaser ever slaving to be in everyone's good book. It was painful to accommodate her insecurity and only a shrink could sustain such as a life long alliance. Besides, a relationship based on discussing people over ideas is doomed to fail.

I stay grateful to the half-wit only because she encouraged me to secure my current role which keeps me busy enough to productively utilize my spare time. When our paths crossed outside boy conversations and people she didn't like, I discovered what a sociopath she was. In the normal world, one good favour deserves another but sociopaths see others as objects to be used for benefits. Unfortunately, I was the object here, a victim (a side I hate to be on). 

Karma is a bitch they say and vengeance makes a good story but in my opinion, it is a waste of time. However, forgiveness and forgetfulness are a myth. When bruised, patch up and move on.

 

The Abyss of Her Mind

Twenty-three and she wills to learn the techniques of memory preservation, which really is something she never bothered about in her few living years so far. She cared of little. Compared to her number of years, the trifling memories captured in photographs reveals mostly 'selfies' and things one might regard as safe, because she desires to keep the things she needs to recall that way. Consciously and unconsciously, she buried memories upon memories in the place she calls 'The Abyss of her mind' and childhood to her has become a lost season that cannot just be found which keeps her assured that she was indeed a 6footer baby. She calls herself a daredevil, therefore, one is certain that this abyss of her mind is one interesting pool to take a dive but for her, it is her greatest chore. Everything living or dead can haunt her but her memories so she cautiously worked to keep her paths clean, though crooked. 
But now, all these changed so sudden and she wishes to retain future memories, the ones she will make henceforth. She fell hard in love.

Back to Blogging

I will step in and apologise for the long hiatus. What is a blog with no posts and as Stephanie rightly suggested, this blog deserves to be resurrected. It's been about 2 years since the last post and you can be sure that a lot has happened within this period. I don't want to speak for my friends but generally speaking, there has been graduation, NYSC, jobs and things of that sort.

I never thought it would happen but now I also speak French. I always thought learning a second language as an adult was the most difficult thing ever but by the 4th month I was doing pretty well. I'll probably do a post about learning a foreign language later on but I'll have to say I've been lazy and I'm not practising as much as I should. 

Finally, my relationship status has changed to single. It's very recent (less than a month) but I've realised it was actually a gradual process. I've taken it in good faith, especially since I'm at a point in my life where there are so many decisions to be taken. Not much has changed about me (so far) but I guess I'm a little more "deep". It's funny but sometimes I have to pinch myself when I'm inspired to change my status to yet another deep quote.

Alright, I'll stop here. So I beat my friends to it, the blog is back and hopefully here to stay!

XOXO

COUNTDOWN!....To the New Year.

It’s the last day of the year of 2011. What exactly comes to your mind as you think about this very day? I know for certain that some people are planning their outfits for the ‘biggest party” of the year tonight, some are busy constructing the most annoying broadcasts to distribute on bbm, the religious fanatics are probably going to stay up all night praying to God that they make it towards the new year, while to others, it’s pretty much just a regular day.

This blog has been in existence since God-knows-when and I’m just getting to write a feature on it. Don’t get me wrong, I love to write, it’s been my favorite thing since I was about 10 or so. While my sisters would yearn for Kenan and Kel on Nickelodeon or make ‘houses’ out of the sofa cushions, I’d be searching for a book with partly empty pages because I just had to write. Fast forward to this very day, I’m pretty much the same person except that I kind of lost my zeal to write thanks to the numerous times my computers had ‘given up the ghost’ on me in the middle of writing a fantastic novel (thank you fate!). But today, I just woke up feeling like my 10 year old self again, well, only a bit more technologically advanced.

What’s so different about today some might ask, well looking back over the year it was no 2008 (the most amazing year ever) but a lot of stuff went down. I didn’t like myself that much in the beginning of the year and this was entirely due to the fact that I kept on making the same mistakes all over again like I was overdosed on stupid. Seriously, who was that girl? I cringe whenever I think of myself back then. Then towards the end of the year, I renewed my faith in God and it’s been uphill from there. 

The whole point of this was not to convert people to my religion but all I’m trying to say is that it gave me and entirely different point of view about today being the last day of the year.  I woke up this morning not only reminiscing the fact that yesterday was one of the most amazing days EVER but thinking about who I was going to be in the New Year. I’m certainly not one to make a new year resolution list because to some extent I think it’s kind of dumb. The reason I’m saying this is not to insult your intelligence or whatever but think about this deeply if you feel that writing stuff down on piece of paper about things you want to change in your life then I doubt if you actually would change. A resolution is something you make in your hearts and something that’s done without even having to announce to the entire world that you’ve changed something about yourself, you do it because you genuinely believe that changing that certain aspect of your life would bring you a step closer to who you truly want to be.

Another thing asides resolutions are the clichéd parties that happen at this time every year. Before you dress up as that sexy playboy bunny to the biggest party at marquee, think about it carefully am I dressed up as a slut because all I care about is catching a husband before the year runs out or I’m there because I just want to have a pretty amazing night. For all the champagne that’s going to be popped and the new dance moves that are going to be busted, think about this-“what exactly am I celebrating?” if you have no answer to that, then I think it’s high time you made a self-evaluation.

 I’m not saying that I’m any better than people who go to bars and drink until they can’t feel their legs anymore but for whatever thing you do today, be it dancing, cooking, blogging or whatever, do it because there’s a reasonable motive behind it. Don’t let yourself be blown by the wind. Take a stand and do something that you’ve always wanted to instead of waiting for the New Year because the truth is that not everyone will live to see the New Year. I captured a line from Alicia Keys’ “like you’ll never see me again” and it’s been stuck in my head all week. It says “I don’t want to forget the present is a gift”. Yes, don’t ever forget the present is the best gift that’s given to us by God. A great pun indeed! It reminds us that we need to do all the things we can while we still have it, modify the errors we made before it’s too late; forgive that neighbor who hurt you one too many times, dissolve the abhorrence between you and your parents, go get that girl you’ve always longed for or even drive down all the way to festac to apologize to that negro whom you stole his girlfriend. What if we don’t see the New Year? Would you die thinking you’ve lived your life exactly the way you would have wanted? Instead of trying to create resolutions you might not keep, try to envision the fact that the present is all you have. 

Think of each day as the 31^st of December because in every sense it is pretty much a regular day except that most people are anxious about whether they would make it into the New Year. If you tend to view each day as the last day of the year, your life and the world as a whole would be even greater than we can ever imagine. So I urge everyone that as you read this, make a difference in your life today because as you do, you just might inspire the person who’s right next to you to do the same. 

My greatest inspiration today was to write this article because I’ve always been too scared to let anyone read whatever I write, but I don’t want to live thinking that I hid something that might have touched the heart of someone who might have read it. So with this, I wish you all a happy New Year in advance and have an awesome 2012. Cheers! 

xoxo

Misan

Koko Concert 2011

Hi lovers!

This will be the first post after many months due to the work load we've had this past semester. It hasn't been easy and we haven't been up to much asides school work. However, the blogging must go on!

Goodluck Jonathan's coming to Ghana

Hi lovers,

The week is just beginning and between school work and personal stuff, there's already a lot to weigh a girl down. I like to believe though, that women are built to be strong and that sort of makes me feel I can pull through anything. Over the weekend, there was a line-up of events to attend from a banquet held to honour His Excellency, Goodluck Jonathan to the maiden edition of a lifestyle market, Soko Stingo. We initially planned to make these the highlight of the weekend but in the end we were forced to stay back (story for another day).

I can tell you though, that the reception for our dear President was indeed splendid. I'm certain he can't help but feel like a celebrity. Two private jets, red carpet and shooting of canons, it was almost like a mini festival. I was invited along with a few friends from school to show some love. One of the benefits of being a student in Accra - such invites hardly come my way back home.

More pictures after the jump

'011 Independence Day

Hey! This is my first time blogging and it feels exciting :D

So yesterday was Nigeria's Independence Day and Nma and I especially, made the most out of the holiday. Thank God that it was Saturday because it's not a public holiday in Ghana. Misan, was ‘dulling' but joined us later on so we all went out with our friend Ekene (my roomie). It was a fabtastic day eventually...

The initial plan was to hang out at the beach since the sun was out. Unfortunately, the rain came pouring...no thanks to the bipolar weather in Ghana this season. After a while, the sun came out again :D  but we didn't want to go to a rain-soaked beach so we decided to chill by the poolside.

magazine in hand and simple outfit to go

We started the day...