Arangee gone wrong + 2012

Hi everyone,
Merry Christmas and Happy New year in advance.I hope you are all enjoying the season.

News 1: My laptop gave up the ghost sometime back, so no blogging and commenting till further notice. My phone is hanging on for its dear life too but it doesnt bother me anymore jare. Here is to getting a wonderful job to pay for a new laptop and cell phone! I MISSS BLOGGsssVILlle..I kinda feel lost, i dunno what is happening with everyone on blogsville.

News 2: I got a Christmas card from GNG (good naija girl)..Thanks alot and I loved it so so much :)

News 3: I had an interesting Christmas *-* I have heard about "arangee" marriage but I didnt expect to be the next target. I met a Nigerian woman when I was at the hospital during one of my school placements. She took interest in me and we kept in touch. She invited me for an Easter celebration with her family, I went with a friend. Had a nice time meeting every family member except the son. The woman insisted I come spend Christmas last year but I avoided her because my sources told me she was up to something. Late this year I said let me call her because it was almost a year since we talked. I called her, we spoke a little and then she asked if I had a boyfriend because she wants to marry me? -_-, I was like ey? it was just random. She told me her intentions for her son and stuff like that.. Like play like play this lady spoke to my aunt and told her intentions. I started taking her serious sha. So me and my aunt we started prepping na, from my friend telling me not to smile African smile aka showing your whole teeth when smiling. I was warned not to over eat, infact eat before going there.  My hair was onpoint, christmas gift for the family was bought, my cloth was onpoint as in not tight but fitted. Neways sha, Christmas day reach oh, after church, I went to the place...Lo and behold, I met the guy, he was goodlooking, educated blabla. The main thing is that, other guys were hitting on me but the main bobo didnt even send me ^-^ Ye kpa! I was like huh? I sha mellowed, cos me I was acting classy oh as planned mchew..The guy didnt even look at me or had the courtesy to come talk to me or the other girls for visiting.The mom told me he is a quiet guy. By this time, I was messaging my friend and wondering if the momsi didnt tell him watsup..

It was getting late and I wanted to leave oh. His mom said she wants to officially introduce me to the bobo. I am like ha ok na. She called both of us into a room and she said, K meet UG, she is a nurse blabla..I am like ey, okay oh, then she goes, get to know each other, maybe getting married but I am not saying immediately, say in 2 years time. I will give both of you each others number so you can start talking blabla. By the time she started the marriage thing, my head was down, my hands covering my face and my hair in my face..Someone say EMBARRASSED!!!!!!!! ye kpa!!, in my head I was like wetin this mama they do oh!I didnt even hear the remaining part of her introduction and she was very serious oh. The son was like ok mom ok mom (in his oyibo accent). After everything, I couldnt even stand up, even the bobo seem to face else where when he walks pass me..lol..ha well sha..That was my Christmas oh. No, the bobo didnt call and I didnt call oh. When I spoke to the mom few days later to thank her, she gave the narration of where her son his and everything and said I should call him.

I really like the family, they are so so down to earth and humble. In as much as I wished the guy was interested, I cant go calling him and things like that. Ha well. Oh I asked the mom if the guy had a gf, she said not anymore. She said he was dating a Chinese chic but broke up recently cos babe was complaining she didnt feel integrated into the family and they were having some problems oh. She was like that was his first relationship and the guy seemed shy when he introduce ha. He introduces her as his friend. Well na so I see am sha. If it amounts to anything in 2012, I will sure update my blog family..

Here is to thanking God for his lovingkindness and awesomeness. I am nothing without him.
Here is to Blogsville, I love you guys and you all have been awesome, I started blogging when I was heart broken and you all stood by me. Its been fun in this space, I look forward to more awesomeness from you all and myself this coming year..

P.s. If I dont comment or update, just know I am yet to get a laptop. I am trying to get my laptop fixed for cheap if not, I will have to wait for a job. Be rest assured I will keep you all posted and try to update..
Welcome back to @ilola and Honeydame. I missed you all..Bye to Ibade and Kitkat, it was fun in 2011 while it lasted..

See y'all in 2012!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!It looks very very promising !:)

Growing through life

Hello Everyone :-) Thanks for your comments and in 2012 I will strive to always reply comments (new year resolution :) )

I am still searching for a job job oh but I remember a story from when I use to work as a personal care provider or health aide at a nursing home (old people's home). I had this old (maybe 70+) client who was in the end stage of Parkinson disease. I remember when its time to do his hygiene care, it has to be 3 people doing it because he was so stiff almost like a dead body with some sorta life. I remember growing up (9 years +) I use to hate :( old people because after watching Naija movies, I concluded every old person is a witch, the more the wrinkles the more winch winch the person was. One sad experience was when my grandma came to the city to visit, I was suppose to take her somewhere, on our way, I walked  fast so that people dont associate me with her. It sorta carried on to my early teens when I did it to my mom, she didnt even have wrinkles but because she was on the bigger side I was ashamed of her.. Neways I digress. The old client didnt seem to have any visitor day or night, just alone in his room, no one really had time to sit with him except to feed him which was also difficult. I remember he sleeps most of the time, cant talk or do anything for himself. One day I looked around his room, on the wall was the frame of a very very handsome man, all suited up. Looking at the pic, you will know he was a big man no doubt. So on one night shift, I was bored, I read through his chart and my eyes was just going wow wow wow. This man that one could barely recognize was one of the most successful businessmen in the country, travels for international business, I mean well accomplished and everything. I tried to think about what happened? Did life happen to him? how did he get to this point? its sad but that was one experience that started changing the way I view old people, and appreciate life. The more I worked at the nursing home, the more I learnt about them. I tell you God use nursing school to change my life in ways that I cant explain. It definitely humbled me alot, it made me appreciate my family and all the old people in my life, and appreciate old people in general.

Another story was one I watched on TV. The old man was homeless for years until he was beaten up to death by some young drunkards. The old man story was that he had a successful newpaper company in another city until he developed a mental disorder which left him wandering until he ended up far away from home with no one familiar.

Now, when I see old people in the transit (bus), I just smile and admire them because if you hear or read their stories, you will understand that in life its not how far but how well. Its not how much money and all you have but how many lives you have impacted. Someone ones said, don't be too busy with life that you forget those who matter and the needy around you because on your dying bed its only your loved ones that will be by your side. Whose life are you impacting as you accomplish all you are wishing for? I hope this season, we take time to reflect, we make an effort to appreciate those in our life and try to help others even just listening to them (I tell you, the art of "listening" is very powerful).

Having realize this over the years, I have this love for old people that I myself sometimes dont understand. When I am in the transit (subway or bus) and I see old couples or so, I stare, wonder about their story and just smile. Although, I never got to meet my maternal grandparent because they died, and met my paternal grandpa when I was six (the man was tall o, it sha runs in the family, and o he wore blue which so happen to be my favourite colour :)), and my grandma died recently, I have proposed to treat all old people including my parents (lol they will scream they aint old, ha well, so far me wan marry they are automatically old) with dignity and respect and strive not to judge them. I love old people and I think they rock!! Neways I think I am rambling now sha..You get my gist right? So even if I dont have a job to buy my Christmas shiken, I will try to reflect and appreciate the lives I have met along the way since I got to earth..

Okay people, have a wonderful weekend..

I hope you guys dont mind me sharing stories of my clients once in a while sha? I have met so many amazing people..