for the love of friggin' SCYLLA!!!

alert! not a regular post. its an ode!!!
i am one of the greatest fans of prison break. i cannot even overemphasize my love for the entire crew. its not easy o. i never owned a dvd of the series but trust naija shawty with runs. i have followed the series since '07 when it started while i kept on denying my celebrity crush on sucre, scofield's prison roommate. wow that guy is hot. fernando sucre! thats a personal picture of my bitch below. he ignited my love for smooth latino men. yes oh. thanks to hulu.com for giving me the latest episode in hd quality.

but serzly, my love for prison break cost me somethings. imagine staying up at nite, friday nite for that matter, to watch the latest cos i want to beat my friends who are so annoying to tell u everything as part of the gist. dont care if u dont like knowing what will happen in a movie before watching. i had to be friends with one girl in naija cos she had the dvds, the ones without virus to contaminate my player.

even when they suspended the show for abt 5 mths, i waited and believed in the thrill prison break will offer when the show kicks off again. little did i know that the long awaited finale was just around the corner. my lovable scofield was still very ingenious in his acts, making death traps out of nothing. i watch heroes too, but prison break kept me on the edge. talk abt hotness.

but the way the finished. haba now. mehn! too merch abeg. i shed some teardrops unbelievably.

for my 2 tangible yrs of dedication to prison break, i changed my template's theme to prison break.

ps: if u have a problem with that, deal with it. its my blog muahahahahaa

pps: i found my glasses, with regard to my last post. i am even using dem bottles rite now sef

ojugo

my people. procastination is the bane of my success. i have not blogged lately kwa and decided to do it today. guess what? i cant find my glasses. hmmn! my lappie is 1.5 inches from my face. naija shawty don blind finish. God forbid. well, i wear contacts most times, remove them b4 sleeping and wear after my morning bath. buh have not left the bed dis early mormor(its almost 12). so, no glasses, big fuck up. any mistake in this post is not my fault cos i am in my posting page and all i see is blue(blogspot's color) and white.

shud i continue ranting. i will just edit this post when i can see well and blog correct soon. cos of this yeye eye phalava, i sat in front thru out snr sec schl and cudnt kiss well one time. the latter thingy was my main beef with glasses eh. all for the sake of one gene i inherited from my myopic parents.

anyhoos, gbogbo bigsss girls and guys. catch u lera.

dont f*ck with my name abeg

i dislike when pple mispronounce my name. they try too hard instead of just learning. ok, those that want to learn, successfully waste my time and dont improve on their pronunciation. i am partly at fault sha. u know those nigerian names that are officially 10+ letters long that u shorten to 5letters for casual purposes. i have one of them. if my akata friends see my ID, they start to ask me where i got the short one from, the meaning of the long one etc. well, i am proud my name is unique but its a burden sometimes to spell every letter of my name using other words. like shawty would be spelt as: s as in sheep, h as in harvard blah blah blah. sometimes, at a loss of words sef.

now, my main beef is with these nigerian-americans that have nigerian names. i know u cant pronounce v.well but pls dont give it another meaning. these my fellow nigerians-cum-americans even shy away when i pronounce their names correctly to their face. imagine, one seun boy calling himself 'sean', or sade calling herself 'shade'. well, that 'shade' is also common in nigeria too. i just had to blog abt it cos ehn, it hurts me when u lose the beauty of ur name. better still, get an english name and dont mess with nigerian beautifully accented names.

anyhoos, this guy has a series of vids on youtube, mad guy, i swear. one friend pointed him out to me. watch dis one. the main gist starts from 0:33

but this was just too funny mehn! sheetttttt!

ps: i will start my r/ship series sometime soon

pps: i appreciate the comments on my previous blog

e-kisses

what do u look for in a guy?

hmmn, i wanna start a series abt my somewhat uneventful l*ve life |

wud think of a name for the series later

take this pic as a refresher. the next post wud be abt my true preferences in a guy. btw, what do u ladies look for in a guy?

ps: quick question, my recent ex bday is close. hmmn, i dont wanna wall-post a general happy bday on his facebook. send a greetings card? maybe an ecard? IM him? mail him?
not like i am still into him tho. any ideas?

laters pple
with e-kisses

recent happenings within the last 3 days that made me go 'hehe' ('-')

maybe all NIGERIANS' are smhw celebs

I was at work oh. doing my thing, like talking with some pple with problems. Then, this lady, who had been staring at me, asked 'where are you from?'. well, from my accent, i was not surprised and proudly told her I was Nigerian. Then, she was like, 'I knew, I know a lot of NIgerians, they are my friends. I even dated a Nigerian guy. He was very nice'. I was just listening thinking of what demanded all that. maybe she thought it was questioning look and she went on again to say, 'He was very nice. You guys are nice.' Then, i was like thank God oh.

ALL BLACKS ARE THE SAME
I went to the cafeteria to get food. surprisingly, i saw dodo. correct ones for that matter. First time mehn, i kwikly ordered for some. So, the latino lady serving so my unique interest in them and goes like 'Where are these [plantains] from?'. I was thinking should i say the market abi was i the one that got them. she explained 'I mean, what part of the Caribbeans are they from?' I told her I didnt know. she asked 'Aren't you Caribbean?'. i was vexing cos she dint even give me the dodo and was questioning. 'I am not Caribbean,' I answered and added 'duh' in my mind. Simply, because I had an accent meant I was automatically caribbean and africans are very few in my school. I got my dodo and left jo.

GIRL BISWAPS
so imagine three black girls, jay, lee and naijashawty doing some group homework.
jay's alarm on her fone goes off.
jay - 'hmmn' and puts off the alarm
lee - 'wtf! i dint take my birthcontrol pill today'
jay - 'better double that up tomoro'
naijashawty who doesn't partake in the banging business smiles
lee looked kinda worried
jay - 'lee, u have a boo? i just take mine for cramps.'
lee- 'umm, no. but i am an 18yr old woman.'
jay- 'wow, lee, i cant look at u the same anymore.'
lee- 'well, i am a sexual being'
then we all cracked up.

the funny thing dere is dat, jay actually hooked up with a football recruit, ie a guy to be a freshman this fall. that was just last wk at a party and jay claims to have a LD bf. i just smiled and i dinno pills could lessen cramps

addicted to blogville

first of all, all the pple that commented on my last post, gracias!

nna mehn. blogville is so unstoppable oh. worse than facebook. more interesting than my notebooks. u know going thru anonymous blogs and seeing the world thru odas eyes. facebook is the alter ego world of most people but blogville is just the place to outpour ur thoughts and get genuine comments from people without holding a grudge at anyone. i keep following more blogs and discovering talented nigerian writers. the beauty of them all is the writers' anonymity.

i have so many typed posts in my head but skulwork will not kill man pikin. the fact that classes wud be over next wk is as bad as good. from then, my alarm wud rest but then all my asses* are due on that same day. and the best thing that happened to me today is that i realised my chem report is due tomorrow and i have a test too. i will not give up sha. dis is sweet. wkend starts tomorrow and spring fling is next wk

anyhoos, i wud have time to blog more next wk.
lemme go and jack.

much love |||

*asses-assignments

why do i?

think of miley cyrus. is she growing faster than her age? she started dating legit at 13. now, she's been going out with a 20 yr old since she was 15. is she still growing too fast? or the lohans that got breast augmentations before their 20s. ok, they are growing too fast.

what about us? aren't creating genetically modified foods before we are not ready to handle thier consequences. we tamper with the DNA encodings and stem cells of different organisms? aren't we crucifying ourselves in some fashion or the other. what exactly are we looking for?

what am i searching for? i have family. they give me all the support they can offer. i have freedom. i am as far away as possible from home, considering the oceans i cross and 12 hr flight i sleep thru. i go to a gud skul, where the intellectual diversity cannot be overemphasized. i have P.i shop sometimes like i have forgotten the definition of 'savings'. i am appreciated amogst my friends in college becos i am that supposedly smart sassy black girl from the 'low class' africa, in their opinion.

but why do i still do things that i cannot be proud of? why i do still pretend not to see the evil deeds within my vicinity? why do i judge pple becos i think they judge me? why do i.

why do i ask myself questions that i cannot answer?

wkend was on point

so dis gist is not something new out of the blues but naijashawty doesnt get to gbedu every wkend like dis abeg. i just sent my Cv and cover letter that i have been writing forever for some position rise next semester. so from my previous post of fashion show, you know dat was a thursday. mehn, friday was so beautiful asper spring arrival. everyone in skimpy shorts and colorful tops on the hill. the bad tin now is dat, hot bodies are just everywhere. i will try to hit the gym more than 3x times a wk now. this kind competition for tiny waist is not a small thing on campus oh.

haha, i dint even go out that friday nite, lazy me plus i tot the party was dominated by chincos, u know drinking and crackn dry jokes. anywoos, saturday came and trust ur babe to be on point with my freakum black dress. serzly, i dint expect the nite to be so happening. there was some upperclassman party i was invited to. i just had some jelly shots. on gettin there the place was empty but there were two other parties on that str, one next door and the oda down the str. kai, competition! i found my square roots sha and went to d parrie down the road.

voila, it was my chem lab partner's bday party. she's hispanic but many blacks were. before i cud scan the room some girl punched me bcos she was stylishly grinding. sorry humping. u know it wasnt even the hand but the leg. the guy had carried her on his laps. put her her on the ground with her legs in the air and was chuking her serzly. me, have not seen that kind tin before only on tv. but there is always a first time.

me i started to break it down with some friends. then, this cute thick latino boy in my math class started to dance with me. action part 1. then series of shit happened mehn. i even pretended to be drunk one time then this yakified yoruba boy started talkn to me. me i was just fronting like i dint know him tho we have crossed each other's parts a gazillion times. i think i was the only sober person there cos some girl was even grinding a boy with her skirt up and her shiny red pant showing. tu fia kwa for pple. the dj was on point sha. i remembered when he played 'all the single ladies', see hot girls durty whining on the stage floor. its not gud to be single oh. see stress u ahve to go thru to get a gud husband.

nways, i left for my rum at 3pm and crashed til 10am this morning. back to the books mehn

my lovely blogreaders, lemme go check whats happening in the outer blogsville world.

ciao

Happy Easter

i swear dis is d most uneventful easter i will experience. to start with, no one, i mean nobody has wished me happy easter. haha. d trials of being in an american college, where only a tad bit are religious. I was meant to go to the good friday service but my friends were going to a dance+spoken word program so i tagged along. God forgive me. but the show was good with all the stage light effects sha. I am excited for the easter egg hunt i must not miss d easter day and service. hehe, i cant wait to win that $100 hidden in the golden egg

as of now, am on my bed. i came back to my rum 30 mins ago to find my rummate and her bf fast asleep. i just got into my bed only for my rummate's bf to wake up and tap my rummate. she starts to make some sounds and gruntles like she's about to throw up. d guy goes out and she still wriggles in bed. haha, for me to look at their side, i found out that they had only briefs on. apparently, dey were engrossed in some u-know before they crashed. see me see wahala oh, are dey not meant to know i wud come back to sleep or what or inform me about the time they wud be done. ooh, i forgot, they must have been wasted. me i just need to sleep now w/out disturbance. i know when she is sober in the morning she wud start to apoogise. dese yeye oyinbos. i cant wait for my single next yr

dog is man's best friend?

i'm scared of dogs. word. as in, i cant play with even puppies. dis fear is inherent. i got it from my mum. she's scared of most animals. dis one time in 1999, we went to a zoo. my cousin, Tbabs was playn with a monkey. i dun rili know dat part of d story. all of a sudden, the monkey started chasing Tbabs, who then hid behind my mum. my mumcee started running in her agbada boubou and the monkey started chasing her instead. she almost fell oh if not for one of the guards dat came to her rescue.

ehen, i was writing about dogs shey. hmmn, i admire the sight of pple playing with their dogs. luks cool u know, having a little puppy like reese's in legally blonde. last yr, my exbf came to apologise for something trivial. we sha turned it to an intense romantic walk down the str in my area like around 9pm. my bf apologising, using sweet words, caressing my cheeks(yes, i mean my cheeks) me doing shakara and still fronting. so we passed this house, where dere was dis guy, with some oda guys, trying to scope me earlier. trust, i was just posing with my cute bf, holding hands and all dat. as we passed the next house, two dogs just came out of the house chasing each other. see me oh, i started shaking as dey approached us. i swear dogs can read minds. wud u believe dat dose dogs ran towards me.

i held my 6ft4inches boo tight and started to twirl around him. he's a dog lover so he was surprised and i guess, enjoying my holding him tight and pushing my bosom into him. before i knew what's up, i started shouting in fear. d dogs were playing, abi licking us. dose guys from d oda house came out and saw me. kai, i was sorta embarrassed. my bf was like calm down baby. mehn, i was soaked in fear until he kicked d dogs, who ran from us then. imagine, after all my posing with him, two yeye dogs came to show my weakness. my boo held me tighter, telling me he was gonna be there for me every time. but we had to cut our walk short as we headed back to chill in his car. car chilling was sweet oh.

so, the most recent one was dis thursday nite when i was coming out of the gym. dis coach stepped out of his car and next thing running towards the exit door was a black german shepherd. I was frozen, all i could do was scream and say 'i dont like dogs' instead of 'i'm scared of dogs'. d dog was scared and ran back. pple in d gym saw me shaking thru d glass. kai, i went back to d lounge and decided to wait for more pple to head out together.

me and dogs, we dont gel..def not my best friend.