Updating my blog today was so scary for me. Slowly but surely, I am beginning to drift into the I'm-too-busy-to-update-right-now-so-let-me-get-this-other-thing-straightened-out-first. We can't have that. Even if no one reads this blog. Even if no one comments on it. Even if I become irrelevant and insignificant in Blogville. I simply cannot have a blog that is not updated. I have been - by His grace - consistent (mostly) for the past five years. I've gone too far to stop now. That said, I pray Read More
There’s One Girl Like That
Her name is Lola Akinmade. She's a travelling writer and photographer. At one point in my life, I considered becoming a travelling writer and photographer. That was before I found out how much writing, travelling, and photography I'd have to do. I don't know what I expected, but I know it wasn't that --- at least not simultaneously. A little writing here. Some photography there. And a whole lot of FREE travelling. I couldn't have been farther away from the truth. Read More
Nothing Here
In order not to receive the Vera-I-cannot-believe-you-did-not-update e-mails from loyal readers, I am hereby being proactive by putting up aI-don't-have-much-to-say-right-now-because-I'm-preparing-for-a-church-play-tomorrow-and-I'm-really-nervous post.I'll be right back J Read More
One Time Like That
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
Every Now And Then
A girl becomes unmotivated.Maybe sad even.And she needs a hug here and thereEven an e-hug would do.She needs to hear that it will be alrightThat this, too, will pass.She needs to be told that it's not her faultAnd that these things do happen.A girl wants to be spoiledShe wants to be spoiled rottenShe wants to be bad and be rewarded for itShe needs to be given attentionShe needs to be listened toReally listened toAnd laughed with.And prayed with.And, of course, played with.But a girl is always, Read More
