Siblings are Forever

The very best thing that your parents can give to you is brothers and sisters

           Father Schall said

It is perfectly alright to be an only child, but there is an abundance of joy in having brothers and sisters.

Two years after my brother, Emmanuel went to the great beyond. We had to eat up all the baby formula that had been bought for him before they expired. It wasn't morbid. I think my mum preferred us to eat it than seeing it go to another baby out there. Fun times. My grandma made baby toys out of the formula scoops. Red scoops they were, I couldn't forget this period. 

 Brothers & Sisters Forever.

On Abortion

Life is not black and white. People make mistakes. We choose bad paths sometimes. Hope comes when we admit where we have done wrong but like Don Colacho says which I strongly agree with...

 "Modern stupidities are more irritating than ancient stupidities because their proselytes seek to justify them in the name of reason."

 "The arguments with which we justify our conduct are often dumber than our actual conduct."

The argument of pro-abortion on the status of the child in the stomach is totally absurd. For a person to say that the child growing in their womb is not a human being is one of the most stupid things my brain has ever encountered. So far history has told us of how people are usually dehumanized (Cross-Atlantic Slave Trade, Holocaust e.t.c) so that a mass for people can justify treating human beings anyhow or killing them without remorse and yet this seems to have come full circle again. These are sad times for the people of earth.

"If abortion means anything, it is that human life is of great significance. You merely acknowledge "potential life."

A question I ask myself is why people fall into such situations, there are many understandable scenarios but where a woman has access to the coil, contraceptives, govt support e.t.c where is the excuse? I may have an abortion tomorrow because I don't know what tomorrow brings, but heaven knows, I would  have lost a part of me.

"If women call kill their unborn children with no remorse, who is safe?"

On Sex

I feel very privileged to be able to have a lot of time to think about certain issues and form my own life path from them. they are not static views, sometimes they change.

My thoughts on sex have changed quite a bit however there are some elements that do not change. So I was having a chat with someone and the person goes. "I don't do no sex until marriage, who does that in 2013" my first thoughts were it hasn't been more necessary than now to not have sex untill marriage. My aunt works in the HIV/AIDs unit of a London Hospital, and it moves her to tears daily. Still, I digress. I told the person 'Me' 'I do that in 2013' and of course the sneer of 'Clap for yourself' 'You should be a pastor' came out as expected. Then I gave my viewpoints on the matter.

I think sex is absolutely serious, it is important, something that can create LIFE??? c'mon, let's think about it a minute. I have no doubt that sex can be amazing, but that is the thing about life, the thing capable of giving the most pleasure is capable to giving the most pain as well. Sex is not to be played with. I think sex is underrated in the way it can completely change/disrupt a person's life and also it's ability to bond people STRONGLY especially if the perceived outcome was 'Good' or 'Great' sex. I was specifically thinking of my male friends, though married who admitted that their best sex partners were not the women they were married to and if they were to met those other women privately, they can't promise that they wouldn't have sex with them again. Sex can also make you hate a person or yourself deeply especially if it's been a 'bad/terrible' experience.

Again, as someone who is particularly strong-willed, I have tried to consider these things in my own life. I have made some sexual mistakes as well but the real problem of sex is not sex itself but the monster that it can grow into when people refuse to think about their actions. Sex is then overrated and becomes a god because people come to a point where they MUST get it.

Not having sex doesn't kill, doesn't make one less attractive, less intelligent, less whatever it is that is important to their identity. In fact it is likely to rob one of these things when it goes wrong.

So far for me, there is no tangible benefit to having sex except it being a love/bonding exercise with the guy I am committed to loving and respecting. And when a new life is created what's better than having a life come into a world with two loving parents?

We are in this life of course. Mistakes happen, hearts are broken. We don't want to look back at the pain we've been through. Reality.

However it is far far better to aspire to the best than to mistakes.

The Point of No Return.

If someone told me I would have boy drama in my life, I would have just laughed at their face. This year alone, I've had three which is a major WTH for me. Once upon a time I blogged about a certain Magician here and here   We had a bit of history, bla bla...

Well, the magician is getting married. It's funny how the same thing I was trying to avoid from doing to someone happened to me. Once upon a time I saw my sister's friend's (VERY close friend) photo on his phone. To say I was surprised is an understatement, but of course statements like "It's a small world" and "She was chasing me" is what I got to hear. Anyways matter dropped.

Somehow I get to hear that Magician is getting married and to whom? A girl that I was in the same class with for 5 years of Uni and we all knew each other before they even started dating. He said it all started casual between them and then escalated. Ok.

I think I may be reacting to the whole thing badly, but I honestly at this point do not want to hear nada about their life. I'm finally accepting that we were never really friends none of us. *sigh* That's the hard part to take, I guess. I was a bit of a friend to the girl, not friend friend but friend enough to chat here and there, have pictures taken together bla bla. I told him though, I really wish it was someone else. 

He admitted to have been holding out for a bit...but I am a strong believer in people taking responsibility for their actions, there is no one to blame. I told him, that we weren't meant to be and that we had reached the point of no return, and for me now, there's no need to pretend that there was any form of friendship. Magician wanted to be married and he has gotten what he wanted. I really do wish 'em the best.

Home-Made Body Butter

I am a natural junkie, not yet but I think I'm getting there. There's a good side to it and it's mixing up things. I made this body butter in minutes, without any forethought and I think it's pretty good.

What's in it?

Shea butter
Aloe Vera
Avocado Butter
Glycerine
Olive oil
Coconut Oil
Essential Oils - Rosemary, Lavender, Chamomile, Rose, Neroli

How?

I just mixed it all up in a plastic container, gave a good whip around.
10 drops each of the essential oils and voila!

Why?

It is not greasy and it is absorbed well by the skin while giving it an amazing sparkle.
Especially good for winter and dry skin.

Because I'm not an Insect

I decided to take up knitting. My sister still thinks it's for old women. However I have seen a lot of young 'uns knitting it up, sometimes in public transportation which I think is really cool. It's also not a bad thing to add to one's skill-set, the brain can handle it.

Anyhoo, it's been relaxing and interesting, and hopefully, by next winter, I would be rocking my own handmade scarf :)

2013

Everyone! Happy New year! Welcome, I'm glad you made it as well. There's been a lot of changes in my life and 2013 I believe is going to be very exciting for me as I explore new territory. Cheers and Watch this space.

Trip Note: Barbados

I always find it incredulous when some people realize that I need a visa to go to some countries. Yes, I'm Nigerian we need visas to go almost everywhere! *sigh*

We, my friend and I initially wanted to go to a couple of European countries for the long public holiday that the UK was going to have in two weeks time. This was a semi-spontaneous decision and we realized we would not get our visas on time. I remembered haven seen a list sometime ago that Nigerians could actually travel to some places without a visa. I called up my friend and said, 'Let's go to Barbados! we don't need visas!'

The next thing was to look for flights and a hotel to stay while trying to get ourselves familiar with what the best area and things to do where on the Island. After much indecisiveness caused by me, an American friend of mine decided to join us! the more the merrier, I thought. We booked our flights which cost approximately £700 for a return. Virgin and BA have direct flights from London to the Barbadian airport, Bridgetwon International. We were going to spend 7days in the Bajan paradise.

I could hardly sleep before the day we had to travel, over excitement just dey worry me. I come almost miss my flight, but as God dey help pesin, I reach airport before plane comot ground. As the plane come land for Barbados, everybody scatter clap. I dey surprise gan, I bin dey think say na only for naija wey this kain thing dey happen. Anyway, I'm sure say na over-excitment dey worry all of us. As I comot the plane, sun come nearly blind me, I nefa see this kain sun since '09. I just begin to smile like pesin wey dem just buy christmas cloth for. 

As all of us come assemble, we take taxi wey get standard rate of 40 Bajan dollars, from BGI (airport) to our area wey them dey call Hastings. Omo the place resemble lagos no be small. but the people come fine well well. They just dey chillaxed, I already begin to dey like the place, I no fit stop to dey smile.

Our Apartment! Instead of hotel we book apartment hotel wey be self-catering but them get everything boku for the place. The apartment come get private pool join. Enjoyment galore come start! Beach dey for front, swimming pool dey for top! omo na, this is the life! But as hunger dey catch we go find food chop, we go the nearest supermarket. The money wey dem they use na Bajan Dollars, the exchange rate be B$2 to US $1, this one be standard rate, and them dey collect US dollars if you give them, but Pounds dem no too like to collect am, so if you hold pounds, you need to exchange am for their banks for there. dem get very good exchange rates, no exchange am for UK oh.

Everyday we find one major activity we go do.

1. We go explore the capital, wey be Bridgetown, we go see museum and things, people come just dey look pesin

2. We arrange go enter submarine, http://barbados.atlantissubmarines.com/tours/1-submarine-day-dive

3. We go learn how to surf http://www.dreadordead.com/

4. We go cruise for catamaran boat and we snorkel with turtles http://www.coolrunningsbarbados.com/index2.html

5. We go enjoy some fish and lobster for St Lawrence Gap

6. We enjoy time for our apartment, swimming and cooking

7. We go explore shops, cinema and things

Lovely time we had, I can't wait to go back!

Drunken sun

I was organizing a friday night out with a friend, we decide on Art, 'Beer', Coffee and Poetry which I think is pretty neat, given I hardly go out. I tell him, 'Nice, except the beer' I don't drink beer of course, I proceed to list out what I 'drink' as prompted. As I write wine, the memory hits me.

Wednesday '09, 12pm, Tipsy.

I had gone to submit my student visa application to the UK consulate and was on my way home. I crossed the road to get a taxi and then I saw the shop. I can't remember what made me go in. I think as I passed by, I was called. Anyway, I got into the wine shop. Yes, it was a wine shop, and I started to feel like little lost Heidi. What did I know about wines? Only that I preferred the red one to the white one. I looked around for a bit, acting like I even recognized the labels or cared much about the age of the alcohol. 

The shop keeper and owner, started to talk to me. 'South Africa' 'Italy' 'France' were the only things I could assimilate. After a bit they got me to sit and have a little drink with them. Apparently they had just received a fresh consignment of sweet red wines from France.  I thought 'great, just a taste and I'm out! but wait, spiked?' then  I saw a lady sat down also, 'ok..'

Next thing I know, my head feels funny, I had been guzzling the wine like holy water. They kept encouraging me to take more, but I knew one more cup would send me over the bar. I bid them farewell. I'm not sure if i got a bottle off them, but getting home was my number one priority at this point. With Abuja turned into a slow moving vortex, I haled a taxi.

I got home, luckily no one was in, couldn't even spare the thought of otherwise. Threw my bag to one side, and fell on my bed, head banging. I slept then I woke. My head was still messed up and I had just had my first ever hangover, 'this is hell' I thought, then laughed.

Makes me laugh still as I plan my outing, a sequel tomorrow? I don't think so :)

A Sunday in September

I wore a nice summery knee length dress and because I don't trust the British weather too much, threw on a yellow cardigan. I put my shades and sunscreen on, then headed central. I was going to meet my sister after church, I hadn't seen her and husband in a long time. 

They had decided to attend the early morning service of the church I attend on a somewhat irregular basis. This I had never done before, but I mustered all the strength to leave my NW abode at such an ungodly time. It was going to be worth it I encouraged myself.

During the service, which is always uplifting, I prayed that my sister and husband didn't find it boring, this was eons from the charismatic, hand clapping, hip gyrating and banding playing congregation they were used to in Lagos. The sermon was on Revelations and a hope to look forward to in heaven, it was going to be given by a brand new minister of the church, this increased my apprehension. I would look back on this and wonder why I ever bothered, God works in many ways.

After we sang the final hymn and took some time to reflect on what we had just heard, I took out my phone and tried to locate my sister, but then I saw her call come in! Good timing. Hugs, and more hugs, I was really glad to see them, clearly they enjoyed the service, relief. While they got some books for themselves and my nieces, I had to say hello to a number of people but I was starving.

It was with great joy, I walked alongside my sister and her husband as we looked for a place to eat. We both had sunshades on, the weather was that brilliant, I began to picture the three of us, having breakfast, laughing, with nice sunlight and fresh breeze in our faces. Then my sister spoke and I came back to reality, 'Let's go there, it's only £5.65' She had said. I looked over and some some seating outside the restaurant, ''oh great" I said, "we could sit out in the sun". "No oh", my sister said, "It's too hot, you know we Lagos people like to be yellow". I guess some things never change.

The Reluctant Blogger

I was born contemplating, but writing is one of those things that help me get my thoughts into the outside world. This however is not the easiest of things for me. Speaking is another channel but worse, I mean, how do I find the right words to describe what I see so clearly in my mind.
It is a blessing that some times I do come across some people whose writing puts in a far more eloquent way, some of the things I've got stuck inside and I'm extremely grateful for them.

Read It.

Child of the Night

I've always been a night owl, but I haven't particularly liked the darkness. There was a time I could not sleep with the lights out, boarding school was a series of nightmares for a while. Yes, I found myself jumping into my friends beds some nights, it was that bad.

I love the night though, especially now that my panic and anxiety attacks are beginning to lessen, surely I have come a long way from my 13yr old self at boarding school. The best bit of the night, apart from the lovely quiet, the sound of life shutting down, my shower. Yes, my shower is just amazing. 

There was a youtube video I came across a while back, the lady talked about habits we needed to cultivate and taking a night time shower was one of them. I used to do it sometimes but was not really committed to it. But her simple explanation of the necessity drew me in. It seemed like common sense that had flown over my head. Let me outline the benefits of this nighttime shower.

1. You wash away all the struggles of the day

2. It is very calming, yes, I was only able to write this post after the shower my brain had been foggy since I got back from work

3. You will feel fresh and alive (Also drink loads of water)

4. Having a shower releases serotonin, so you go to bed happy and you will have a pleasant sleep

5. You go to your bed clean, which also promotes a good sleep, instead of bringing all the germs of day (work, public transport, car fumes, all sorts of people, bags, food, you name it!)

6. It is just wonderful, it makes me keep my sanity with clarity of mind and focus.

7. I smell wonderful! makes me happy!

There's only one thing that could probably make this child of the night happier *wink*

Broken Things

I am a hoarder. There, I said it. Looking at my bathroom vanity it is evident. I bet the nice housekeeper who comes in every Wednesday to clean thinks it too. I find its way more than that though, lots of the things I keep are in fact broken and should have made their way to the dustbin but somewhere in my mind, i keep convincing myself I can fix them. 

In the past few years I realize that this applies to people in many ways. I'm attracted to the broken, people who are in need of help, somewhere inside me begs to have them whole again. I genuinely love to help people, but sometimes I forget that many aren't really seeking help or help from me. It's a bit upside down because I am usually the last person to ask for help. I feel blessed with my lot and I don't like to think of bothering someone else for what I want. My motto in this context has been, If I don't have it, I don't need it, even though I want it, and that is fine. I tell you, it may read nice, but it can also be quite dangerous, because sometimes we don't know what we really need or if we have it.

I looked at the broken nail file for an extra second and I thought, No I can't fix this, it tumbled into the dustbin quite nicely and I felt much better.

Onward

Dear K,


How are we?  

It's been a chill week so far compared to the tumultuous July. Now, I am better able to focus on the things I need to be doing. I have a backlog of stuff that needs to get done, but the level of busy-ness in the past couple of weeks didn't really allow much breathing space. I've decided to take a break from events and instead focus on my writing. My weekends have been busy too and since June, I've hardly had a day to myself. I'm crossing my fingers for next week because this weekend is full but exciting. I will be going to watch the Men's Basketball today at the Olympic Park, gotta get into the spirit you know! lol. Tomorrow, I will be meeting some friends at church, one who is due to give birth and another who just got engaged! good times, we may be off for a Sunday Roast, but I'm thinking I'll just head back home.

Some things I will be trying to get done over the next couple of weeks include; Getting back on my high calorie diet and good eating plan, I realized I gained 2kg between April and now, I'm excited to gain some more! And also keep doing my Pilates and Core workouts at the Gym.

I need to sort out a number of items I NEED to give away, I do want to live simpler. I've got books, papers, financial records to get in order. Also, I need to make my contact with folks that matter even more frequent, it's so easy for me to turn into myself #notgood

Then my birthday! I plan to travel to some European country for a week, alone. However one of my older sisters plans to be around for summer, I need to confirm that but whatever the case I should be able to do a getaway even if it's 3 days.

Exciting times ahead but I have to get through day by day with God's love spurring me on and the love of those who are around me #blessed The best thing is the opportunity to love others and help where ever I can.

That's it for now K, I look forward to challenges and the overcoming.

Cheers,

E

I Love to Dance!

Contrary to popular belief, I actually love to dance and I don't mind doing it on the streets. I choose to stay happy! What else could make me happier than the fact that we are in the bestest month of the year! yay its August again! Oh no, you couldn't mistake me for being the child of another month. I'm a through and through Augustina!

Now, we know for sure that this year is coming to close, grateful for being able to see it so far. LOADs of things have happened but I look forward to what more Life has to show me.

I had a really enjoyable June/July and I can only hope for better in the coming months. A number of close friends passed by and I was really happy to see them.

On the workfront? it's been up and down, annoying, heartbreaking, with nice folk leaving the company. anways life moves on.

What I can I say, I'm sat here typing this blog post racking my brain for something to actually write. I think I will let August speak for itself and if there's anything I feel I must absolutely post. I will come back here to rant and rave. For now,

Adios!

Dear K,

Yes oh yes, it's July! We are in the second half of the year! Next thing you know, I'll be sat on Father Christmas laps again!

Anyway so much has happened between April and now, three months just gone like that. There was a bit of up and down, there still is! lol but hey ho! I'm still standing. the highlight of it all was my trip to the Carribean in June, it was completely impromptu and I had to do something spontaneous for the first time in my life lol!

We march on! I just managed to get myself a PC at home, so blogging continues in full force! there's so much I want to do! Can't wait. 

Bye Bye for now!

E.

A Good Saturday in April

Dear K,

I have so much to tell you. Such a long time too. There's been a lot of changes. Regarding all my health issues, I went to do an ECG. It was so invasive, I'm glad it was done by a female doctor, not very glad actually but at least I can sleep at night. The result was good, so apparently I really am battling with stress and anxieties. How do I deal with that now? I'm having to go to the gym, I tried Kundalini yoga the other day, it's very tough. I'm going to be learning how to swim, doing pilates, some strength training and cardio. I also want to get my teeth done. I'm going to go for a free consultation soon, and probably get invisalign. I have also started counting calories! I need to eat certain amounts more than 2000 calories a day to actually gain any weight. I'm targeting 60kg in August.

My mum came around in March and we finally had 'the talk'. I was really glad to see her but didn't want to see her too much so I could dodge the awkward conversations on men, money and marriage. Anyways, she trapped me one night after work, while we were in the kitchen having dinner at my place. I told her I didn't have to get married and she was taken aback and furious, I tried to explain to her that she already had grandkids, lol! plus I had four more siblings that could be put to the task. I did tell her about W, I think my mum just wanted to hear that I'd considered a MAN, not a woman. She also said she didn't mind if the guy was going to be 'White'. I told her if I was going to do a wedding, it would have no jamboree, just family and we, the couple. She was fine with it, what a relief! It was sad to see her go, but I was fricking happy that she made a number of dishes which I have stocked in my freezer before she left.

Work. My colleague was fired. I don't know all the details but I was so surprised, not too surprised in that I thought the guy was going to call it quits himself. I'm having to step up big time, I have interviewed a junior person, who I will be managing from next week. There also is this guy...I won't say much about him, but there's been a bit of flirting here and there. Just going to watch and see how it goes.

Right now, I think I'm in a really good place. I'm understanding more and more what it means to trust God. I'm getting to know God on a whole new level. Lots of things still don't make sense to me, but I think keeping an open mind makes it worth it. I may not know something today, neither do I know what tomorrow will bring. I love my church, and the people I've got to meet through it. Leading a bible study is a huge task, and one can't pray enough for strength and courage.

I do have a cold now, and W is around, I really just hope we can figure out what we want from each other, and where we should be heading in the months to come. I really do respect this guy.

It's Easter. Yay. I'm off work for 6 days, trying to get all the rest I can. This is one of those times you get to remind yourself, how good you have things. I called up family, wishing them the best for now and ever. Got to speak with my dad, who brought up the topic of my writing, I wonder what spurred him to inquire. I love to write, I love fiction, but in the past years, I haven't done it as seriously as I'd like, as seriously as I took it in secondary school, where my books got stolen. I think this is something to really put into action. I was thinking about developing a site with someone on writing, given my new knowledge of coding in wordpress, I may have to give it a go myself.

Hmm, exciting times.

Do have a brilliant time this Easter break, and we shall talk soon. See! a pic for you.

Yours, E.

End of February Blues

Dear K,

I hope you are ok, I'm a right mess. Ok, not really but my last two weeks have been pretty rough. From Anxieties to Stress, I'd been anxious over my health you know. I went to see a therapists, who tested the muscles all over my body, I was scared for a bit, a man do ing all these stuff, in his room..anything could have happened. I'm really glad I still managed to go for the Weekend Away at Ascot with my bible study group. It was refreshing and a great reminder that I should cast all my cares on God. 'Why be anxious about anything' Jesus said.

After it all, getting back to work was not easy.lol. I got my test results also and they were normal! weight lifted off. My older sister came in and I saw her off this last weekend, after a whole day of walking up and down in the West-End my legs hurt! Finally got those Uggs, now I can see what the fuss is all about. My Sunday was chill, I was home alone, ordered waffles and ice-cream, I really lived it up lol.


Anyways, I was at my Uncle's because my sister was staying there, when I got home Saturday night, my Landlady told me I had flowers waiting for me, I was like Who, Who? I was so surprised, I couldn't imagine who. I thought, what if W had sent them? My Landlady asked, do you know who sent them? I was like 'Not yet, I have to ask' 'All these guys' she quipped. In my mind, I thought 'yeah right'
So there, the first ever flowers I've gotten from a guy. There was a note attached, which made me guess even more that it was W.


Yeah, I and W, we've gone our ways. It's so hard to be in a LDR, I think it's one of such things that added to my stress. A relationship that barely even started. You know he went on a 'break' this month, and even while I was looking forward to the end of the break, when we got to speak, the reality dawned on me, that there was no use. Things have to move beyond this situation of being oceans apart, not communicating frequently or doing stuff together *sigh*, there was no solution so it all had to come to an end. We are still friends ofcourse, but I'm going to have to stop seeing him in that light. It's not easy, but better now than later.
I will update you as things go by. So far this is where we are at. I leave you with a picture of the flowers, so lovely. I know I owe you a picture of my hair, will do in my next letter.


Bye Bye for now.




E

Panic Room

Dear K,

How are you doing. I am sure you are in pain just as I am. Whitney Houston..unbelievable. I was still awake when I saw the news stream through my twitter feed. I had to double check my brain, there is no one else with that same name that I knew. Devastating. What's even worse is you can't begin to imagine what the family is going through. 

All what I was going to write to you about seems so insignificant now. Let's talk about life and what's more important. Last week, I've been having some issues and I did go see the doctor, currently expecting results. And then on Sunday, after managing to get some sleep after seeing the sad news, I woke up with a massive headache. It seemed like my brain had turned to stone, just awful. I still managed to get down to church, had a chat with a number of people, then headed to my Uncle's house for his birthday. The atmosphere in this house is always really warm and cosy but for some reason I was still as cold as ice. My headache was getting worse and my temperature started climbing. It was while I was lying in bed later, medicated, after having a panic attack, that I could see how the day came together.

My landlady and family traveled Sunday Morning. The trains were not running from my station and I wanted to go to church, normally I wouldn't have gone. Then it being my Uncles birthday meant I had to go to their house plus my sister was flying in otherwise I wouldn't have gone out.

Now, What if I had to be home alone, with everything coming down on me. I would have had to go to A & E and only God knows what would have happened to me. 

Whitney's issue, My issue, once again solidifying the fact that we humans are NOT meant to be alone. We can have our privacy but to be alone, is just not right.

I got lots of help yesterday and I am just so glad to have such people around me. My sister and I talked around my thing with our mum. I really can't pinpoint why our relationship is so strained, but I will definitely put more effort into keeping in touch, my sister says she will be around sometime soon, I think that'd be wonderful.

I hope you are doing great. I just want you to know that I will always be there for you, as much as my capabilities can go.

Yours Always,

E.

The Weeknd

Dear K,

How have you been? You asked about my weekend, well it was Chill. That's the word that really seems to fit everything this weekend. I woke up on Saturday with some sniffing, I didn't do my usual, 12am. I woke up about 9am, I really wanted to get productive. I had a shower and began to arrange my room, you know it's never really a disaster but I like things a bit more tidy. I thought about the next week, I punished myself for that, weekend is for rest. 

After breakfast of scrambled eggs, Nigerian style, remember? With peppers, curry, maggi..except I had no maggi but it tasted really nice. I ate it with bread and butter then I started to think of what to do with my hair, you see I loosened it from my braids on Friday night and it's grown so much, I can't stop touching it. Anyways I opened two new packs of kinky hair and began to twist my hair I wish I did't start because it wasn't worth the effort, I loosened them on Sunday morning. 

For the rest of Saturday, I did laundry and really cleared up my room, I was satisfied, I even managed to hang up that painting I bought, two for a Fiver lol! with Blue Tack. My landlady told me later that evening, it was going to snow. She and her family were so excited, I thought, perhaps white folk don't feel white until it snows. Snow? I had given up on it anyway. Really, I was not ready for it at all, so when I peeked outside my bedroom bay windows and saw the white landscape, mixed emotions welled up in me. It seemed like that guy you waited for all your life and then when you finally let go, he comes back and declares love but the glad thing is, soon after, you realise that while he's pretty to look at, in minutes he would turn icy and could kill you. No my dear K, snow is not for me. 

One good thing though, I got to chat with C, she's somewhere in North America, great gal, it was wonderful catching up. I listened to a sermon from the church on Trust, it really got to me, you know how I am.lol. Did I tell you I'm now a Quora addict? Hehe. 


 Sunday! I woke up with promise then I found out the trains from my station were not running, yikes! there goes my shopping. Got breakfast as usual, I'm trying to eat on time these days but I had it at 12pm! Still I was determined to have a good day. I got to watch the Prime of Miss Jean Brodie I couldn't love Maggie Smith more and The Lion King! I Recorded it this time, I was overjoyed plus did I tell you I saw it at the Lyceum Theatre, Christmas Time? it was Amazing!!! We have to go see it together. Later I did some laundry and concentrated on my hair and oh yes I made some mean rice mix with that roast chicken from Tesco, I tell you this store is the devil. By the end of the day I'd made good enough progress with my hair, I'll send u a picture when I'm completely done, for now enjoy my winter picture!.