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You'd be pleasantly surprised to find out what something as simple, casual, and priceless as a smile can do for you on a day that you're down and out. Not just any smile, but a genuine smile that resonates from a deep and mostly unknown place. There is something remarkably unfathomable about the power of a sincere smile.Sometimes, you look at all the problems you've had and have, and you can swear that you have it worst --- until you meet the next person. It is relieving - in Read More
About two months ago, I bought new underwears. It was love at first wear. It just felt right. Wearing it gave me that mmph. I might be wrong, but I think I was a better and happier person for a few days. After that, the excitement died down. You know --- kinda like a regular romantic relationship with homo sapiens. With 5% spandex in them, these underwears felt like they were made just for me. That was until I started going to the gym. I noticed that each time I was walking on the Read More
Prior to owning my first e-mail address (which was at excite dot com), I don't know how I used to communicate. No, I know how I used to communicate. I used to send snail mails. All through my stay in Nigeria, we did not own a home telephone. In retrospect, I don't know why that was the case. When relatives would send us letters telling us they were coming to visit, they would get to our house before their letters did. Clearly not the way to communicate during emergencies. I remember Read More
Actually, it's many, many times like that. I got bored and decided to grow my finger nails --- just to see how long they could grow. Pretty long apparently. And no, this has absolutely nothing to do with my last post about the correlation between men's finger nails and their penis length!Then, I got bored and chopped them all off. I think I'm bored again. I want to grow them again --- just to see how long they will grow --- again. I wonder if there is any positive Read More
I will not boast of having heard it all. After all, it was just the other day that I learned of salad tossing, but that's a totally different story. So, there I was, having a mini Girls' Night Out with a bunch of girls, and as usual, the major topic of discussion was men. What else is there to talk about anyway? Chika, a semi-new friend of ours randomly mentioned Nnamdi, a guy who likes her, but whom, unfortunately, she cannot date. "He's too short," she told us. Well, nothing new about Read More
