Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Heartbreaker


Okay.......im back
I havent been Blogging for a while now but that doesnt mean i left my amebo ways(lol).
so let me just launch into a short gist, though not so hot like before but its worth talking about anyways.
I was on my way home from work one evening in a bus. The type of bus that takes you a long distance through serious traffic and if youre lucky to sleep, you'll prolly wake up 2 hours later at your stop.
Did i mention "if" and "lucky"? well, i wasnt lucky that day at all.

On getting in, i noticed a man singing loud like he wanted everyone to hear the lyrics of his praise jam (lol) This is a common occurence in buses so i sighed and prayed that it would be a short session. He started all right, warning everyone about the end-time and all. Truth is, by the time he started the sermon, i was actually on his side. Strange huh? I know the end time is fast approaching, not with all the signs we get daily.

But another thing got me on the guy's side; there was a young 'couple' sitting right beside me and they did was giggle and laugh at the preacher's comments and bad grammar. I thought to myself "Am i growing old or its just thsese people that are acting childish" lol

The girl couldnt have been more than 18 years old and the guy about 23. So i got curious (thanks to the fact that i suffered temporary insomnia) and listened to their gist. Guy was telling girl how he gets compliments from girls on his looks and all. I thought 'what the heck is this gu...'

But Mr. Macho wasnt done, he said his ex girlfriend was desperately trying to get him back but he doesnt like her anymore. "She's ugly and has scattered teeth, i cant even dream of taking her back!" I was patiently waiting for Mrs. I-love-macho to talk him down or something but all i heard was her giggling while she leaned on him like a desperate piglet. I was rather pissed but wetin be my own sef? I was only pock-nosing into something they didnt ask my opinion of. So that what amebos get!

But this really raised a question on my mind and i would like you guys to respond. Why do girls simply refuse to wise-up? They see a potential hearbreaker and still fall head over heels in love with the guy. They hear stories abotu how a girl in a similar situation got dumped by her man for someone else and they still fall for the same story by the same guy.

I got an intersting question from a friend one day. Why do girls love bad boys so much that the good guy begs and begs for their love but they seek the bad guy's attention only. I dont know o! Me i just like to see smart women who make smart choices. They learn from past mistakes and people's experiences. And for guys like Mr. Macho....i just wannt hit their heads with something!lol

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

The Change Zimbabwe needs


My first reaction to the news was "Noooo...how is it possible?" Not that I’m not a supporter of Morgan Tsvangirai. I just didn’t think Mugabe would give up so much power to his toughest opposition. A lot of us monitored the elections (aside following Obama's inauguration plans) praying for the same change that came to America for Zimbabwe. But our hopes were dashed when we learnt that the leader of Movement for Democratic Change (note the word 'change') was tired of running against Mugabe. Not that he had a choice anyway. lol

Mugabe had so many advantages against Morgan, yet I admire the latter's courage. Something most Labor union leaders possess, remember our own Adams Oshiomole. He dared the threats like a lion and stood still like a strong pillar. Well...until he had no choice. But like a cat with nine lives, he came again and was declared a frontrunner. Both men also had something in common; they were once declared dark horses but turned around to surprise everyone.

But the dry bones have arisen again. Tsvangirai is now the new Prime Minister of Zimbabwe. Now let’s talk about change. I'll bet the UN even gave up on that country. Everyone shouted, screamed, pleaded and even sweet talked Mugabe but nothing happened until now. This is the first time Zimbabwe would be having a PM since their independence in 1980. I find that synonymous with Obama being the first Black president of the US. The change has come.

I don’t know much about Morgan but each time I see his face, I can tell that his fierce and rugged spirit surely paid off in the end. Don’t listen to his critics because if they were in his shoes, they would have bolted long before the elections sef. How do you explain a man who barely completed secondary school education contesting against the erudite, eighty-four year old Mugabe who has SEVEN! university degrees. Haba! The guy has some nerve o. But it paid off in the end.

Now, don’t ask me why I’m carrying on and on about him. He’s just the PM and Mugabe remains the Presido. I know, I know. But did you even imagine that Mugabe would give 1 slot of authority to anyone? Judging from the guy's addiction on the substance called power, I’d say 'no'. But guess what? Morgan's party can to have 13 slots and Mugabe's 15. How’s that for change?

Phantom


She packed her bags
Twisted brown hair in a bun
So it’s finally happened
Her greatest fear had come upon her
Like a disease without a cure
She felt like a ghost
Slowly lifting out of her form
Only fear keeps her static
Not this way
We were meant to be forever
She whispered to her weary heart
Loneliness is better than death
It’s the death of a soul
Never to know love again
Goodbye my friend
You were closer than a lover

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Wonderful Love


For all those who think I’m a playa hater (whatever that means) I have decided to astonish and possibly disappoint you. Though I’m not a love rabbi like my good friend NK. I am a love scholar and I’m loving it!
I’m in love with an amazing man (yes, he’s a man) who cares about me. He might be a man but he’s a different spec…trust me on that one. I have tested and tried him in so many ways and he still remains true. This is why I love him. I don’t think I can stand myself, let alone anyone coping with my tantrums and complexities.
He makes me feel like singing India Arie’s song…..The Truth"

[Spoken:]
Let me tell you why I love him

[Chorus:]
Cause he is the truth
Said he is so real
And I love the way that he makes me feel
And if I am a reflection of him then I must be fly cause
his light it shines so bright I wouldn't lie

[Verse 1:]
I remember the very first day that I saw him
I found myself immediately intrigued by him
Its almost like I knew this man from another life
Like back then maybe I was his husband and maybe he was my wife
And even, the things I don't like about him are fine with me
Because its not hard for me to understand him because he's so much like me
And its truly my pleasure to share his company
And I know that it's God's gift to breathe the air he breathes

[Repeat Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
How can the same man that makes me so mad
-do you know what he did-[spoken]
Turn right around and kiss me so soft
-girl do you know what he did-[spoken]
If he ever left me, I wouldn't even be sad, no
Cause there's a blessing in every lesson
And I'm glad that I knew him at all

[Repeat Chorus]

I love the way he speaks
I love the way he thinks
I love the way he treats his mama
I love that gap in between his teeth
I love him in every way that a woman can love a man from personal to universal but most of all its unconditional

-you know what I'm talking about-[spoken]
Thats the way I feel
-and I always will-[spoken]

There ain't no substitute for the truth
either it is or isnt
cause he is the truth
you see the truth it, needs no proof
either it is or it isnt
Cause he is the truth
Now you know the truth by the way it feels
and if I am a reflection of him then I must be fly
cause he is yes he is
I wonder does he know [echoes]


In the spirit of valentine… whoever cares much could still remember their loved ones. And my heart longs to go somewhere far away, to walk the shores of a quiet beach with my lover and friend. No cares in the world…if wishes were horses, writers would ride? Ok whatever…the point I’m trying to make is people you sometimes take for granted would make life lonely if they weren’t there at all.