Saturday, December 26, 2009

mechanic blues and other stories

Once upon,this person bought a car and bashed it soon after,hence she had to make
A trip to the local repair store and had to sit it the hit.she tried to call
Her boyfriend who wasn't picking and appeared to be asleep.chances are that a.she might
Be at the repair shop for a while and not see her boo or b.she might finish soon
Not see him and not bother going to see him.she will probably just go to buy
Movies,watch them,think about the year ahead and wat she wants to achieve and
And plan.otherwise she will sleep as she isn't in the mood
To see any1 but boo darling.
She has a feeling that boo isn't excited at the prospect of
Seeing her hence the movie plans.

Monday, November 9, 2009

when life may never look up!

O told us a story today,it was sad.I was angry and spoke with that tone those
On the outside looking in have-ridiculously patronising.

Someone's life is over!!!ANd if you ask me,she has three options.....
She can kill herself
She can kill him
OR they can kill him.

I donot apologise for my candor!
It was unnecessary to tell the world but he did and now she one knows.


The world as a whole is unfair,filled with mean-spirited people.

Sunday, November 8, 2009

10 yeats and counting

.........

Saturday, November 7, 2009

modern oldskool

I cannot say why old wrongs still sting,when the mode of injury
Resurfaces or nostalgia resurfaces.As I sat there I was so angry but
It was more at myself.
My life briefly flashed before me and the thoughts came rushing back,
I couldn't believe that at this stage,this age something like
That could still happen.
I however handled it differently.
But still,I didn't still like being there.
I hate that place of hopelessness.
They keep telling me to speak my mind but I dnt know thaty I can
It has been used so often against me that I always ask if its a
Trick.
Drugs!alcohol!they give respite when I caNnot sleep and when living
Gets hard.
Its old but it still inflicts fresh new pain.
Its modern,its oldskool,its the scars on my bruised old young
Heart.

Sunday, October 25, 2009

to where from here

Even if I was to quit,what would I do next?interior design or fashion design?
All the words that are not being said.GEnius lies within,that much is true...

Thursday, October 22, 2009

proof or the lack of it!

Today is my first day back and I can now understand exactly why I was so dreading it.grrrr I was tortured this morning
And I kinda dnt know how I feel,but I am not angry,quite far from it.
I do know however that something has gotta give.
I mean I did xactly wat I feared with my leave, nothing...technically.
I just lazed and didn't even watch enough tv.grrrrr!
I did however realise that I need to get on with my plan.God
Help me.

Friday, September 11, 2009

Noone quite like me

i have never in my twenty even years met anyone like me. I seem to be always be on the brink of some neurosis or the other.
I think the most frustrating thing in the world is not being able to be oneself.
But who am i ? u'll never know xoxo....no it isnt gossip girl! i dnt know myself but i do know i am a good person o.
i just want F to know and accept me for who i am, not what he might perceive me to be.
i feel guility when i call, i dnt like to take permission to do such, its quite unnatural if u ask me.

I need to consult but who?

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

26 and counting

Its wonderful how inspired i get(temporarily), when some people share ideas of what life should be, what assets one should invest in...blah.
I hate my job! What is the correlation? There is and there isnt! Arent i making sense? i find that is just the case. i only have time to think of what i should be doing when i have spare time from a job which has really added no value to my life(the job that is), it has nice pecks though, but its monotonous and like clockwork, once you get the hang of it.
Feeling nostalgic again, this is exactly how i felt when i was at WNT, the later days. It just sucked. Now i am 26 and counting and i am not finding that baz luhrmann song so funny anymore, i do not(i repeat)i do not want to end up at forty and wonder what i still want to do with my life.
i should sit down and order the steps and plans, or else come leave time, i might be running round like a headless chicken.
i have to revisit my beading exercise to ascertain wat went wrong otherwise.....i shall have the same result.
Fingers are aching already, so i must go.
i love you F! And am glad we are back, my are my very sweet heart.xxxxoxxo

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

cool cucumber

Something died inside me recently,or something was awakened, all i know is i want out of the existence that is us, the empty life we live, going through all the motions, my mother has yet to realise that i am not the person she once knew,if she evr knew me that is.

i am sick and tired of my siblings except one, they are of the most irritating sort always wanting you to be like this or like that.i am neither and will be me.

i have always craved a freedom that was hard to explain,free from what culture and society dictates are my obligations, obligations that do not respect my dream. i want to move out and not to where they have asked me to think about but out to out there, where i can do the design myself and do everything i very well please.


i have nothing to say to them most days and mama wonders how she reared such a cold blooded child. i too wonder ,as i was warm once but i find that they could never accept the real me, that at times should have been sent me to the psych for therapy, but trust my people, saying god forbid to what i am sure God sanctions as an outlet for my tortured soul.


i had often said that i was of the melancholic sort, given to reading and blessed with a talent most evident when i am swimming in the depths of despair. i assure you that even i ,am amazed when i resurface.
i am just tired
!


i pause here for all the emotions or lack of that i feel here. They pray that someone might pinch me and maybe the once warm blood will heat up and flush away the ice that now resides within.

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

masters of our own decisions and consequences

Let no one blame anyone else for their own situations, for i tell you, we all have a hand in the consequences we face. They did it to me, its my father's fault..yada........really? Tell me, was it ur father that told you to go there? Isnt it just an excuse , its easy to blame someone else,rite? you might ask what my problem is.

i cannot go into specifics, but my piece of mind is greatly disturbed by something i had no part in, my lovelife is at stake ,i have hardly found rest recently. i will drink to its safe ending, where we all can look in the recent past and say "thank God".

For i tell you it will be justified.
Before i go to my job(which i hate by the way), i pray we all experience peace of mind, because there is nothing like it.


Peace

Thursday, June 4, 2009

i had a wonderful title but now i forget

Yup, i had this wonderful title but now its lost,i really must get a mini laptop to do all my blogging, i have the most wonderful loved one, it is ,it is a glorious thing to have a wonderful boyfriend,who seeks to understand you with all that drama. i feel lighter somehow.

Liberty ,the freedom to be me, escape form all exceptations, planing my next holiday, and ghana was great eventually.drinks in the afternoon ......wild and groovy,baby........lol! life can be gr8 really but i still have to catch up on sleep,seriously.


Work is ok most days on others sucks but i hope today's gr8.laters

Thursday, May 28, 2009

to be or not

Ok its 6.34pm and i havent decided where i am going to stay in accra, i had initially chosen economy but now that i am not staying so long, why not luxury? i havent even changed the money, what is the matter with me, i dnt know the suitcase il be taking yet, anyways its all so excitig, i am

seeing beau tomorrow, i guess il sleep on it,though il make reservations in both hotels.

il keep you posted,i had a nice day though, coraline was plain depressing.ciao!

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

starting over

okay this is the third time i have started a blog, hopefully this will be happysappywacky maybe devoid of all the melancholic stuff that is usually the norm, so cheers my darlings to the good life or something like it.

i shall however have to ask the question that has been plaguing me since i left secondary school, what am i to do with my life, i shall safe that sorry for later as otherwise ,it will make for a depressing start.

il say however it isnt crunching figures in a cubicle at some obscure company in west africa. i am most certainly sure of that.

see you later or sooner or whichever comes earlier.x