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It's Father's Day today.I'm not quite sure what to say about my Daddy. I feel like I have said most things. The rest, I just don't know how to say. I love the man to bits. I don't think he can ever do me wrong. Mom believes I always take my Dad's side. I beg to defer. But if it's true, then I am not surprised. Dad has made so many mistakes - most of which he will never admit. But I know. And I think he knows that I know. In spite of all his mistakes, he's still my boo. He says and Read More
Funms, sebi you dey hear me so??? Yes, I walked.I've always loved taking walks. I think it releases endorphins. Maybe I'm wrong, but I love it. Haven't been taking walks in the past... oh, I don't know.... yeah, eight years! I've walked in the past eight years, but only when I've needed to - not for pleasure. Been planning on walking since last week, but I've been scared of ojuju catching me (I'll explain later what I consider as ojuju).So on Sunday, I did it. I was going to walk at 7:00 PM, but Read More
I would. If I could go back in time and undo so many stupid things I did, I would. If I could go back in time, back to when I was innocent and clueless about the sins and wickedness of the world, I would. If I could go back time and take a different path, get to know God sooner, be a lot wiser, I would. But I can't.So I cannot help but wonder, what would have happened if Eve had not fallen for the devil's antics? What would have happened if the devil never succeeded in fooling Eve? What Read More
Yes, I realize that this comes as a big shock to everyone, but the fact is that I have been struggling to update this blog. So far, I have managed to update it every three days as usual, but it has been painful. Too many things are going on. School, unfinished book, the new online radio show (which will premiere on June 23rd), and of course, life too is still going on.I thought I could cope with both (blogging and radio-ing), but apparently, I cannot. But don't feel too bad. The radio site Read More
Yes, Lolo-ish. As in Lolo the Queen. Lolo-ish as in Queenish. I feel like becoming a Lolo. Suddenly the idea of being referred to as "Your Majesty" isn't so bad. I would love to clap my hands and have five maids appear, ready to do just about anything. Maybe remove a hair from my face. Maybe rub lip gloss on my lips. Actually, scratch that. I don't really like people's hands on my lips. Well, I like certain people's hands on my lips. Not everyone's.But as I was saying. It'd be nice Read More
