Happy Anniversary

Happy anniversary baby. It’s been two years of you and I. Of us
. It’s been quite fun. But I have to admit this. I feel nothing.

When I see you; the skip of a heartbeat, the thumping of in my chest, the need to stay in your arms and never leave, the passage of time making hours become mere seconds and days mere minutes. Those things. I do not feel them for you.

When you touch me; the tingle on my skin, the catch in my throat, the longing in my body, the need to have you urgently, I feel nothing.

I feel none of it when I’m with you. Don’t get me wrong, I like you. I even love you. But in all this time, I have felt nothing.

Happy Anniversary baby. Two years of you and I, of us.

Success. Real and Unreal.

Real Success

Definitions defer. I like to see success as a twofold thing. You do not just either fail or succeed, you could also have real and unreal success.

Iron Lady Vs Mr. Calistus

It was a bright worky worky day in the office. Joy and I were surfing the net looking for something Iron had asked us to find in 10 minutes.  We heard the door slam and we all looked up in shock. We saw Mr. Calistus brimming fire, literally.

He walked up to iron’s table and stood above her.

“I don’t know who you think you are? Do you think you are God? You sit down there and command everybody. You are not sensitive. You are a shameless woman. You ….”

Iron sitting in her chair rested back and looks at him and calmly says

“Calistus, is there something you would like to discuss with me?”

Have a funfilled glorious week!

Hairsqueeze me plix. Are you the lazz person on the kwi?

Ah was chocked by her responses.

“Ayam not the last in chisos

Happily Married 3

On Saturday, Sola woke up quite late. By the time she would open her eyes, it was almost 8am. She did not see Paul on the bed and she assumed he was in the bathroom. After staring at the bathroom door for about ten minutes and hearing nothing, she got out of bed and as she opened the door Paul was standing at the door.

“Good morning darling.” He smiled

“Morning. I woke up late. I’m sorry.”

“No need to be sorry. I know you would be quite exhausted from last night so I decided to make you breakfast.” He dropped the tray he was carrying on the bedside table and pulled her close.

Happily married 2

“The painful thing is that he has been avoiding me like a plague. We have spoken on the phone less since it happened. Sometimes, the conversations are good. Sometimes, it’s just awkward. Other times he just simply ignores me, doesn’t pick my calls nor return them.” She complained to her sister.

“Soso, I think you should just give him some space. He would realise how important you are to him then. You know how people are. They just don’t the value of things until it is no longer theirs. Moreover, you actually aren’t his girlfriend.”

“Thanks for rubbing that in. Shade, I wish

Happily married 1

“Dear God, please let my husband meet a pretty girl today. Young and sumptuous, especially with a nice behind, that will readily agree to sleep with him. I need a good sleep today, please Lord, I need peace.” Sola silently prayed.

She had woken early in the morning and had

The meeting went on too long...

My department’s meeting was to hold and I spent the whole night before the Thursday preparing for my presentation. Actually not the whole night, I saw a movie in between. I had done my presentation, Joy had done hers, we had been reviewed and corrected, our personal grand

The curse of interns

                       
                                                   

For anybody that has ever been in an internship, you would know the curse of interns. The curse of interns is a stressful, painful and most times demeaning curse. It involves laying down your own work, in order to perform the curses. The curses might turn out to be blessing sometimes, if you have a good sender, that is. But sometimes, it could be bad for you, very bad indeed.

Now after saying all of that, I guess

Button Pop

Lagos wahala is too much jare. The hustle is not a small something. On my way to my #2500 job this morning, i noticed that i was getting a lot of stares. I was kinda happy with it at first, because i thought my supposedly flawless make up was the attraction.
 But then, i also wondered why nobody

Getting Paid

I decided to take time to develop myself. So i applied for an internship at a publishing house. Naturally i went there with high hopes and put my "oyinboness" on. As opposed to what you are thinking right now, i did not go in my Sunday best. I just looked corporate enough. it's an internship after all. I got there and

Heart-to-Heart

Before i started this blog, i knew it would take consistency to make it become relevant(that's not rocket science).But i have not been posting because i have been confused and lazy. The confusion came basically because i really have not decided what the blog should be focused on. Lots of wonderful people have given me great ideas, but somehow, I haven't bought into these ideas

i was a witch 2

My second being a witch experience came a few years later. I was a jss 1 student in a boarding school, and i was just starting to adjust to the life of sleeping on bunks, rushing for water in the reservoir, getting sent on endless errands by the seniors and so on. It was in the second term, and by then i already had a school mother who was

I (am) was a witch.

The truth is i did not even know i was a witch, until I was tortured in the name of exorcism. I was a little girl of about nine or ten years old when I had gone to spend the holidays with a family friend. They had a daughter of my age so it was exciting and i had looked forward to it for i started singing 'holiday is coming, holeeday is coming, no more hmmn

Hi!!

Hi there!
i know that my first post should have bin an

'i am..., meet me' post, sorry i did not do that, i just felt the need to dedicate my first post to 'her'. so here goes:

i am miss yarn

i love to 'yarn' about everything and nothing. i 'yarn' so much that people get tired of me, i 'yarn so much that i e

new week!!

top of the morning to you!
short post from me wishing u a God filled and stress fre

e week.stay blessed and amazing.

This is for her

I'm dedicating my first post to special people, not because of pity, but because you remain true.so:

This is for HER

This is for her. The her that danced forward with