<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144</id><updated>2012-01-30T10:21:32.310-08:00</updated><category term='Stop the hate'/><category term='waste of blog space'/><category term='Valentine&apos;s day'/><category term='Nigerican Rocks'/><category term='but it&apos;s my space :)'/><title type='text'>My Own Soap opera</title><subtitle type='html'>its as dramatic, without the credits at the end... or are there credits at the end?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-8163700628545636313</id><published>2009-08-25T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T22:28:41.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never ending Soap!!!!</title><content type='html'>I kid u not, my life is a never ending Soap opera...but then again, whose isn't...right? Well here goes mines... I am Preggers!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i am 19 weeks pregnant for the man i lurrrrve :). R we married ?... hell no. If your asking why, the truth is we are not ready. I love him and know in my heart i am going to spend the rest of my life with this knuckle head... so basically no rush down the aisle. Besides, i am totally against getting married because of an illegal pregnancy ... lol all pregnancies are legal in my "think-outside-of-the-box"mind .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, if no one told u before ...Pregnancy is soooooooooooo overrated. I feel like a big moody gas bubble , my poor child's father ( a.k.a baby daddy) is soooo tolerant... to be fair he shud be after all he DID THIS!!!... ok, i might have played a tiny role, emphasis on tiny lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, since all i can do is sit at home and be an incubator of Gods precious gift :)... looks like i'm gonna be back on the blogging scene- writing, stalking - basically turning back into the blog whore i once was  ... LUVIN IT!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until my next update :D xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-8163700628545636313?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/8163700628545636313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=8163700628545636313' title='63 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/8163700628545636313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/8163700628545636313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2009/08/never-ending-soap.html' title='Never ending Soap!!!!'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>63</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-9109058087737829577</id><published>2008-12-02T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T22:42:55.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where has the time gone?</title><content type='html'>Wow... how long has it been , don't even answer that cus it has been an eternity. Did i miss blogging?... Heck yah, like tres mucho. To be honest, the only reason I'm blogging right now is because i don't want to pack and i am trying to escape the feeling of clutter by visiting my very empty abode ( blogspot).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am off to 9ja in a few weeks ...yippie...4 good ...double yippee!!!!. Well technically, i should be ...BUT... i have not bought my ticket yet , i intend on doing that this week ( if only i can find one less the $2000). I have sold my car , yes Ester is going to her new home this Friday *tear*. This week is my last week at work , and my apartment has received my 30 day notice ... so it is tres official that i am outta here, preferably before Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year has been a fantaboulus year, i had the best and the worst experiences in one year that i have ever had in all the years of my life... trust all of it will definitely last me a lifetime. I made some cool new friends, some cool fake friends, some acquaintance ,and  more importantly , I became friends with myself ...which is honestly the bestest  friend i could have made this year :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did some crazy ass shit this year , that i probably will never do again but sure had mad fun doing... have i ever mentioned i don't do things i know I'll regret...except I'm drunk lol , and even then we can blame it on the liquor or the devil :)... whatever, people shouldn't be judging others anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if moving home is such a super idea, but i know it is the right idea "Right Now"...whatever happens after that atleast i'll have fun experiencing it right :)... no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a random note, but equally as important as my rantings... I am launching my retail store ...YIPPEE!!!!! Yes blogville, you are officially the first non-personal or should i say faceless friends to know that yours truly has been a busy bee ... technically, i don't have a store and if my idea works , i will not need a store... oh yeah, your girls been dreaming big but big dreams need big funding , so fingers crossed ... i'll let you all know in a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I have procrastinated enough and sadly i must return to packing . i had a nice time writing as always... feels good to be cyber home .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses blogfam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-9109058087737829577?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/9109058087737829577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=9109058087737829577' title='92 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/9109058087737829577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/9109058087737829577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2008/12/where-has-time-gone.html' title='Where has the time gone?'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>92</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-1704564464501286866</id><published>2008-09-03T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T00:53:10.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY LAST POST!!! Miss Nigeria In America- My Scoop!!!</title><content type='html'>Yes everyone, This is going to be my last post as Nigerican... i made this decision a while ago, but i still continued to blog despite how i was beginning to feel. I started blogging not because it was the "in" thing, but because i had a lot to say and i enjoy writing . After reviewing numerous blogs , it seems to me that next to being a make-up artist in 9ja or some kind of celebrity, being a blogger is next in line. If u've read my blog from the get, then u know i hate overrated sturvs and can't be bothered ... so i am proper giving up the blogworld , well not entirely... i'll still come for my occasional fix, but anything else - I no dey do again. Ok , that was a whole lot of grammar , onto my post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MNIA 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Journey to LA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After only getting one hour of sleep, me and my girl hit the road on our 5 hour drive to Los Angeles , where the pageant would be taking place. The ride was soooo long and very tiring , especially since my A.c isn't working ( don't judge me ) . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;By the time we reached L.A , we where as hot as a Christmas goats with a sudden outbreak of malaria before being executed. We checked into our hotel ( The Manhattan Beach Marriott) and proceeded to freshen up. Mind you , we where 5 Nigerian girls... 2 very sweaty and 3 very hungry... needless to say, there was an urgency to shower quickly and feed promptly before getting ready for any show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At 5:40pm, our program coordinator began rushing us to finish getting ready, because the show was "scheduled" to start at 6pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We arrived at the Redondo Beach Performing arts Center @ 6:05pm and the show began at 7:30pm...not 6pm. For a Nigerian event, i was rather impressed as i did expect a 3 hour delay... so Bravo for not letting us wait for 3 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The show began with us singing the National Anthems... which i felt was very appropriate for opening any event. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Next was an opening number by the delegates, which was rather good and very entertaining... even gave me goosebumps. After the delegates exited the stage, Kenneth Emerson ( Founder and organizer of the Pageant) came on stage to apologize for their tardiness and remind us of our purpose this evening. He introduced the judges and then via a screen introduced our hosts for the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;... let me just say,The introduction of the hosts kinda caught the whole audience off guard... and i'll explain. Without any real warning, a screen starts descending from the heavens and clips from Hollywood movies begin to show... @ first we where all like WTF, what does this have to do with the pageant... but after a good 10mins, u realize the clips are only focusing on two stars ... Flash back to Kenneth saying our hosts are str8 from Hollywood ... and viola , my brain told me these were our host... Ebbe Bassey and Sammi Rotibi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OMG , I must say Ebbe Bassey stole that whole show... she was funny, smart, and beautiful... infact she was awesome. Mr. Rotibi was not so bad himself ... he is cute, somewhat funny... but whoever picked out his shoes needs to be sacked ... the guy had on one proper suit ( he looked goood) and then some unflattering shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anywho , back to the show. All the delegates were very beautiful and charming. They all looked hot in their outfits, except for a couple that kinda fell a tad bit off ( i won't call states cus i don't believe in knocking individuals who try... but if u where there, then u saw the few).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When it came to talent , i must be honest and says some of the contestants blew the audience away and others left the audience with jaws dropped in disbelief. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The piano playing by Miss Abuja was great, The Poetry by Miss Imo was moving, The dance by Miss Enugu gave me goosebumps. I don't want to point any performance out as bad but lets just say when the were bad they were awful and painful. At a point i felt very bad for the girls , because the audience was hardcore. The chick behind us must have given every contestant a nickname, and some random dude kept yelling out some rather razz commentary, not to mention the inappropriate laughing from the crowd... but i guess that's 9ja for us ( still very unacceptable).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The time came for questions &amp;amp; answers, and i braced myself, cus public speaking is hard anyday. I must be honest here and say, i was rather disappointed in how most of the delegates didn't answer their questions in entirety or correctly. Infact the only person i can recall was Miss Akwa Ibom... her question was " what qualities do u think a good leader should posses"... that babe hit the answer on the head , but because of her pronunciation, the audience kept interrupting with laughter...too bad i didn't have enuff balls to stand up and shout "SHUT UP!!!", but Sammie Rotibi did , and he asked the audience to be considerate of the contestants... nice one Sam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The final 5 were picked , and all the girls i expected to be there were there... Miss Kaduna, Enugu, Imo, Oyo, and Adamawa... all very beautiful girls. These 5 , had their own set of questions and answers . History repeated itself yet again( in less than 5 mins), but this time Miss Enugu was the only one who answered the question properly and she was awesome. I believe the audience was sure she would be the winner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE WINNER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After a couple of jokes from our host, the crowd was kinda ready to know the winner so we could proceed to the after parry. To cut a long story short , there was an outburst in the audience because the person we all expected to win didn't. Trust Nigerians, i don't even know what word to use to describe our people oh... they proper started to walk out of the hall. I am soooo glad the new queen ( Ronke) was too over joyed to even notice... u go girl, u did a great job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The After Parry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To be honest, i was very stoked about the whole after parry. However, since i had only had an hour of sleep, drove 5 hours , and just sat thru a whole pageant any little thing wud piss me off. Lets just say a couple of things upset us (the girls and I), so after 3mins of deciding wether or not to even go in, we got back in the vehicle and drove to our hotel for some wine and a goodnites sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In Conclusion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If you are a Nigerian and reside in America, you have to attend atleast one of these pageants. It was a very refreshing experience. It is also something different to attend with friends.It was a good event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I give it to those babes, for having a whole lot of courage. They all did a fabulous job and r all Miss Nigerians in America to me... and their families of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can't wait to see more of Ebbe Bassey... she rocks!!!!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;That's a wrap from Nigerican and her Soap opera. The Soap continues , but without my cyber haven... Love u blogville ... ciao *wink* ... wish u all your hearts desires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-1704564464501286866?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/1704564464501286866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=1704564464501286866' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/1704564464501286866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/1704564464501286866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-last-post-miss-nigeria-in-america.html' title='MY LAST POST!!! Miss Nigeria In America- My Scoop!!!'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-6351051562307859257</id><published>2008-08-26T01:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T01:21:45.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BEST 9JA PRODUCTION EVA...It Pours II - A Short Film</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/zCnHHGJBelI' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/zCnHHGJBelI'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm sooo busy at the moment blogville...lol... who am i kidding , i'm just lazy. However, i've been enjoying these short movies from Toks production. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets talk about "giving unto Ceaser what belongs to Ceaser"... this shit is great, an absolute masterpiece and its Nigerian! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bravo to these guys ,honestly. I swore off 9ja men today because i was feeling funky and blah blah ...but ...after watching a couple of these short films (the guys live in Chi town) i wanna go home now. 9ja men are just toooo sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(internal chant)&lt;br /&gt;Help me focus Jesus, and do not let the devil lead me astray...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...back on track now, enjoy the clip *wink* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-6351051562307859257?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/6351051562307859257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=6351051562307859257' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/6351051562307859257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/6351051562307859257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2008/08/best-9ja-production-evait-pours-ii.html' title='THE BEST 9JA PRODUCTION EVA...It Pours II - A Short Film'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-5945518270571006730</id><published>2008-08-21T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T23:20:57.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SELF TALK 101... back to the basics</title><content type='html'>I am ME and i am proud of who i am.&lt;br /&gt;God has a greater plan for me and i need to stop interfering with him.&lt;br /&gt;I will no longer compare myself to others ...Y? Because i am me of course and not them.&lt;br /&gt;I will no longer surround myself with negative people and energy.&lt;br /&gt;I will no longer be upset that they are both married , after all i wasn't serious then and they are both great men.&lt;br /&gt;I will make my relationship with God much stronger, i now know he is the navigation system i seek.&lt;br /&gt;I will get my priorities str8... right after i purchase those hot shoes for MNIA( i swear, i will).&lt;br /&gt;I will no longer allow people to influence my decisions&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone is meant to be a business owner, sometimes we are content as workers...as long as we r doing something we love... i wanna do something i LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am GOING to do something i love... and if i change my mind, that's my own damn business ...so tired of trying to please everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will enjoy the rest of 2008, regardless of any unforeseen circumstance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trends are sooooooooo overrated, and i am done following them. With that said, no more celeb editions... there is enough bad/good celeb coverage on the net or should i say blogville .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will continue to blog about peeps i feel are not always seen on the scene that deserve ubber props and recognition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kini big deal ? I'm done for the night .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-5945518270571006730?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/5945518270571006730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=5945518270571006730' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/5945518270571006730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/5945518270571006730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2008/08/self-talk-101-back-to-basics.html' title='SELF TALK 101... back to the basics'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-3455117301276624388</id><published>2008-08-13T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T16:13:59.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity Edition IV : Tosyn Bucknor... Awesome chick extraordinaire</title><content type='html'>Hey blogville, hope everyone's having a fab week and enjoying the Olympics... looks like the States are kickin ass and taking names lol... the Chinese are not to far behind in the gold medal gathering ceremony either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway in reality, i don't care too much for the games just the male swimming( hot bods) and female gymnastics (very inspiring) ... everything else is sooo whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to my celebrity editions; the way my editions are *suppose* to work is in this order-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Celebrity look-a-like/ inspiration&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Music ( Any cool 9ja group or person i feel is deserving of acknowledgement ( Big up Kel :) ) and &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My cool summer interviews with cool peeps&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;......BUT!!!!! since its me, and I'm enjoying blogging about my cool summer interviews, I'm gonna go ahead and put my next cool person up. Enjoy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This lady needs no introduction whatsoever, her journey and accomplishments thus far says everything about her...or so we think. Here's my exclusive writeup on Ms. Toyson :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="tosynbucknor by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2763263879/"&gt;&lt;img height="375" alt="tosynbucknor" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2306/2763263879_8fbecd32f8.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tosyn Bucknor&lt;/strong&gt;- Writer, Entertainer , and Founder of The non-profit organization &lt;p align="left"&gt;                                                                      “These Genes”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A graduate from the University of Lagos, where she studied law before heading to law school, Tosyn is a lady with a big heart and an even bigger mission. As a person living with Sickle cell, she knew the importance of making it a disorder people talked about instead of being ashamed of. Through her foundation, people are encouraged to learn about the ailment , donate to the various projects , spread the word, and lastly Volunteer .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tosyn is very honest, and shares with moi that “ running a non-profit project involves dealing with human beings, which means dealing with egos, feelings, emotions and every other thing that comes with it” ,...all this and she still optimistically says it is an opportunity for her to learn about people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;These Genes&lt;/span&gt; will be shooting a documentary to show the daily lives of individuals with sickle-cell ,a show that promises to be educational and a great eye opener for many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A celebrity auction Fundraiser is also in the works in the near future … lets just say celebrities , like Ebuka from Big brother Nigeria might be up for grabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of all her projects ( Documentary, Fundraising for the cause) Tosyn still finds time to do the things she loves , such as : spending time with the family, meeting new people on her very own &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;s.h.a.r.e network&lt;/span&gt; ( a site she created for anyone who wants to mingle and network), writing for her &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;‘Strictly for the Young’&lt;/span&gt; section in the Sunday Guardian , or bellowing out some melodies as her alter ego &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;CON.tra.diction&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;If you ask me , this amazing lady is just getting started. She acknowledges the need for her organization to branch out to other parts of Africa, as sickle-cell is rampant on our continent… but first she says “Our first expansion will have to be to other states in Nigeria”. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bon chance Miss Tosyn , we are rooting for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fun Facts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Tosyn Bucknors 2 fav quotes :) ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"We only live once. If we live well, once is enough!" &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;'If I live my life according to their pace, what is my prize in life's meaningless race?' - that's her personal quote.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Check out some of Tosyn's websites to learn more about her, or to make a contribution to "These Genes"... remember every lil bit helps :) :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thesegenes.org/"&gt;http://www.thesegenes.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.speechgirlbucknor.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.speechgirlbucknor.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tosynbucknor.com/"&gt;http://www.tosynbucknor.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-3455117301276624388?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/3455117301276624388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=3455117301276624388' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/3455117301276624388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/3455117301276624388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2008/08/celebrity-edition-iv-tosyn-bucknor.html' title='Celebrity Edition IV : Tosyn Bucknor... Awesome chick extraordinaire'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2306/2763263879_8fbecd32f8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-8569858280990268888</id><published>2008-08-08T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T12:48:19.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity Edition III- The Introduction of Ms. Ebi - CEO Inden Web design &amp; development</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Are you guys tired of seeing the same celeb faces over and over again? ...well i sure am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Don't get me wrong, i give onto Cesar what belongs to him... but ... i also know there are way too many Cesar's out there, for us to keep focusing on a select handful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I personally enjoy chatting with the Cesar's , who are like you and I... you know, your everyday Joe or Joan. The ones that are behind the scenes achieving greatness beyond our imagination. I love putting the limelight on them, because you always learn awesome new things from them or about them. Ok now that i have said all that, i can begin my proper post :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nigerians have been on the scene for years in every industry you can think of , but recently we got tired of simply being there and now we are taking over big time. I had the opportunity to interview 5 young , successful, and talented Nigerians ranging from diverse careers and backgrounds. They all had a ton of goals, but the one which kept being reiterated was " to better Nigeria ( of course) and to change the perceptions of our great Nation" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These individuals, were bold enough to go down a different path in order to make their dreams a reality. All motivated by different reasons but driven by the same thing… Passion!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Allow me to introduce my FIRST!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="ebi by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2744946054/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 450px; HEIGHT: 342px" height="334" alt="ebi" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3233/2744946054_900056f248.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Miss Ebi Atawodi- CEO Inden Web design &amp;amp; development&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This 21 year old Masters graduate from the Imperial College of London , began her company back in 2003 at the age of seventeen. By 2005, she had registered the Nigerian arm of her business and pretty much compressed the design market. Specializing in Print design ( billboards, POS) , New media design( 2d animation , web design), and Identity ( Brand identity , logo design) , this young lady means graphic business. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gone are the days when she was 11 years old, creating DIY web sites with editing problems. She began her venture with a few acquaintances who were starting up businesses, by constructing their web design work , business cards, and leaflets . Her demand got so high , people started offering money to get on her priority list... and the rest is history. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In 2008 , Ebi setup the first Apple computer center in Abuja out of her love for all things Mac. She is quite impressed with the response rates and only wishes people “ accept the relatively higher price tags…”. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="applestore by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2744946086/"&gt;&lt;img height="334" alt="applestore" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3198/2744946086_db0ef365bc.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="applestore2 by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2744108907/"&gt;&lt;img height="334" alt="applestore2" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3006/2744108907_bb533dfc9e.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;With all her projects, this little lady still has room for one more… a self publicized book, titled “ Nigerians behind the lenses”. With the aim of informing , inspiring , and being  innovative , this book on Nigerian photography (who's proceeds are set to be donated to a non-profit )might just be one more of her many master pieces. The sky as her limit is a complete understatement... cus to me, she has already gone beyond those limits. Nigerican is rooting for you... TEAM EBI!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Check out some of her websites below:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.inden.co.uk/"&gt;http://www.inden.co.uk/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.inden.com.ng/"&gt;http://www.inden.com.ng/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wed.com.ng/"&gt;http://www.wed.com.ng/&lt;/a&gt; ( were your customized wedding website can and will be built to your satisfaction)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her contact information can be found on any of those websites. Please feel free to hit her up for a guarenteed job well done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-8569858280990268888?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/8569858280990268888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=8569858280990268888' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/8569858280990268888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/8569858280990268888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2008/08/celebrity-edition-iii-introduction-of.html' title='Celebrity Edition III- The Introduction of Ms. Ebi - CEO Inden Web design &amp; development'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3233/2744946054_900056f248_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-623645354564994421</id><published>2008-08-06T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T01:39:53.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity Edition II - What would Jesus do ?</title><content type='html'>I knew that heading would entice u *wink*... but seriously, this post has nothing to do with Jesus  but instead a classic case of  "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What would Sasha Do?&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-46b3be59ad59c09e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D46b3be59ad59c09e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330160767%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D646E72EB98268BC392528D0D6B5E7620AC57BF5B.62906D7EF0C0BBFDC13FD1594A9E5D55B63C734A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D46b3be59ad59c09e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRnVjNftH1wvr6f0yeh46XEYh8cM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D46b3be59ad59c09e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330160767%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D646E72EB98268BC392528D0D6B5E7620AC57BF5B.62906D7EF0C0BBFDC13FD1594A9E5D55B63C734A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D46b3be59ad59c09e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRnVjNftH1wvr6f0yeh46XEYh8cM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little competition is always nice, don't you think?... But this Kel babe is on fire...and since Naeto C and Ikechukwu have ceased all extinguisher, ain't no telling how long this chicks gonna be burning up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Sasha is ready to share the spotlight with another rap diva , who says she's 9ja's Numero Uno rap chick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess all we can do  is sit back , relax, and see who is really deserving of the title ..." &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;9ja's # 1 rap chick"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus far though, after listening to Kelly, who do you guys think is gonna bring IT?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-623645354564994421?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=46b3be59ad59c09e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/623645354564994421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=623645354564994421' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/623645354564994421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/623645354564994421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2008/08/celebrity-edition-ii-what-would-jesus.html' title='Celebrity Edition II - What would Jesus do ?'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-1820654606070204563</id><published>2008-07-24T16:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T07:59:56.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE CELEBRITY EDITION</title><content type='html'>For my next couple of blogs, I will not be boring you all with any of the current soaps occurring in my life… although ever since I became a self-proclaimed positive individual, all has been well. Anyway, in replace of my bitching, I have decided to do a celebrity edition… hence the title of this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my celebrity editions, I will talk about anything and everything and perhaps post a couple of interviews I’ve done with some of our 9ja Celebs this year ( yes oh, Nigerican talked to some celebs one on one for a “nameless” mag that will now not be printed ,due to the peeps technical difficulties. However, since I did my job, I am sure as hell gonna make sure they get read). If u guys like, I might even dish on a certain escapade I had with a certain 9ja celeb named ……….. lol, ME… oh yeah u guys didn’t know myself and I have been in a lot of escapades together *smile* (minds outta the gutter pls… thank you)... and yes i am a self proclaimed celeb in my own soap :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho without further delay, I give you all my First Celebrity Edition…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;INTRO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere we go, we always see someone who reminds us of someone we’ve met before. It may be facially, something they say, the way they dress… wateva. Well ever since our 9ja Celebs have been blowing up, I’ve derived such joy in matching them up to a main stream celeb I feel they posses’ similar characteristics with, or they are just down right mimicking. I give you my list of 9ja Celebs and their mainstream counterpart… Enjoy :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Disclaimer- this is totally for fun and should not be found as offensive to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1) &lt;a title="mypost eve_lavendar by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2713085300/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="mypost eve_lavendar" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3034/2713085300_9680275b01_m.jpg" width="187" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eve&lt;/strong&gt; + &lt;a title="mypost foxy-fur by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2713085348/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 267px" height="320" alt="mypost foxy-fur" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3090/2713085348_7e172617e6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Foxy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="mypost sasha by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2713086296/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="mypost sasha" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3070/2713086296_e11c4c5960_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - I love Sasha, she is such an inspiration to many young 9ja girls. When I listen to our 1st Lady of Trybe records I totally hear E.V.E … no doubt Sasha raps like Sasha as well... but Eves influence cannot be shunned. When I look at her though, I see the ill Na Na herself, Miss Foxy Brown… I think it‘s because of her flawless dark skin and high cheeky cheek bones. Her lyrics are original and very catchy. In a predominately male driven occupation, this lil’ lady demands and is getting respect from other lyricist… Keep going Sasha, I trust they aint seen nothin yet *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;strong&gt;DMX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="mypost dmx by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2713085202/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="mypost dmx" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3263/2713085202_2ccaf0df82_m.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;+ a subtle sprinkle &lt;a title="mypost jarule by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2712271083/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="mypost jarule" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3175/2712271083_6f6612e94c_m.jpg" width="162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;strong&gt;Ja Rule&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="mypost Ike by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2712271595/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="mypost Ike" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3025/2712271595_5359c56ebb_m.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ikechukuw&lt;/strong&gt;- His bald head, well chiseled Spartan body, and his flawless brown skin are soooo to die for. Although this dude is talented, his first album scared me to death… and it was only an intro to who he is. Sound wise, I don’t care what anyone says but he has a DMX/JA Rule thing going on. I heard from a very reliable source that Ikechukwu is trying to soften his image and woo the ladies with a ton of love songs on his new album. I saw a fun side to you in the Dbanj "Close to you" Video, so I know he's not scary 24/7.Enuff with the hard guy, I’m ready for some wooing *wink* .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;strong&gt;Mario Winans&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a title="mypost MarioWinansPressPic2 by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2712272617/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="mypost MarioWinansPressPic2" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2138/2712272617_02f3f64eff_m.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; + &lt;a title="mypost bknightpress by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2712272395/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="mypost bknightpress" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3003/2712272395_dea2b098ff_m.jpg" width="194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brain Mcknight&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a title="mypost banky by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2712271549/"&gt;&lt;img height="226" alt="mypost banky" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3084/2712271549_cd6ca84702_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Banky W&lt;/strong&gt;- His voice is soooo sexy and he is such a sweet person… a bit aloof but sweet. His songs do not fail when it comes to the tear shedding department. I chose Brain and Mario cus they are both talented mood setting singers, like Banky… AND… whiners, like Banky. U must admit he does whine alot ...or are those love songs?Although, i must give him props for having some up beat songs on his latest album, which has been the anthem in my car since June.I read recently that this young man is a survivour of cancer... for someone who has battled that monster twice, Mr Capable looks GREAT!!! . Keep writing and recording those baby making tracks... less apologizing more grinding... that's what i want :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;strong&gt;Da Brat&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a title="mypost dabrat by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2713085838/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="mypost dabrat" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3090/2713085838_381bb053ca_m.jpg" width="143" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; + &lt;a title="mypost missy by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2713085884/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="mypost missy" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3207/2713085884_18f44d6529_m.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Missy Elliot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="mypost wierdmc2 by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2712272643/"&gt;&lt;img height="236" alt="mypost wierdmc2" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3289/2712272643_cc63301c85_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weird Mc&lt;/strong&gt;- Ok so I know she doesn’t sound anything like these two fabulous ladies , but one must admit they sure do have a lot in common, can anyone guess… yes, they all dress like guys( lol... watever). I don’t think I have to say much in this write-up ( no contraversies here) just that Weird Mc is a great artist regardless of watever .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)young Bobby&lt;img style="WIDTH: 166px; HEIGHT: 247px" height="240" alt="mypost young bob" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3271/2712272913_eb18b48ca1_m.jpg" width="183" /&gt; +&lt;a title="mypost prince by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2712272849/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 163px; HEIGHT: 243px" height="240" alt="mypost prince" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3085/2712272849_8d56366fce_m.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="mypost fela by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2713084908/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 168px; HEIGHT: 238px" height="240" alt="mypost fela" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3092/2713084908_0661ffffda_m.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; = &lt;a title="NIGERIA-MUSIC-MTV-AWARD-OYEBANJO by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2712272951/"&gt;&lt;img height="483" alt="NIGERIA-MUSIC-MTV-AWARD-OYEBANJO" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3291/2712272951_78c621362c.jpg" width="340" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dbanj&lt;/strong&gt;- there are only three words to describe the KoKo Master … Crazy, Sexy, Cool. He has got the youth and stamina of young Bobby Brown, the stage presence/ unique fashion sense of Prince, and he is 100% African and proud like Fela. In all honesty, he is the embodiment of a true entertainer... this is all natural for him and so much fun for us to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)&lt;strong&gt;Akon&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a title="mypost akon by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2713084958/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="mypost akon" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3195/2713084958_e43cc59208_m.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; + &lt;a title="mypost tpain by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2712273003/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="mypost tpain" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3067/2712273003_60215809d3_m.jpg" width="215" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tpain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="mypost wande by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2713086538/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="mypost wande" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3032/2713086538_bdb6d6e4a2_m.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wande Coal&lt;/strong&gt; - This guy can blow 4 real... I had the opportunity to hear him sing accapella, and unlike Tpain who has some computer ish going on ( but is still real good), this brother is for real. Wande, just like Akon and T Pain came on the scene and is rapidly taking over.He has a couple of singles and has featured on alot of folks albums... my only hope is that this talent does not become a professional "Featuring guy", cus I think this brother can control center stage ... He can so be a 9ice or Tuface any day. You are on your way hun... keep bellowing those catchy melodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)&lt;strong&gt;Usher&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a title="Usher by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2713086862/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="Usher" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3219/2713086862_82f1fda1c4_m.jpg" width="142" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; + &lt;a title="mypost Ginuwine_pic by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2712273419/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="mypost Ginuwine_pic" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3071/2712273419_81c3feec45_m.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ginuwine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="mypost p2 by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2712273487/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="mypost p2" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3263/2712273487_43642cc25a_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psquare&lt;/strong&gt; - Vocally these guys are good, lyrically they are on point, pronunciation wise*no comment*... one more thing these dudes do have down is dancing. These brothers can step... who cares if all their moves have been seen before *Usher*... on the real though these guys move on the same caliber as Usher and Ginuwine, all they need now is some original material. Take it to the streets Psquare for some inspiration... u already got u're game on lock , now spice it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) &lt;a title="mypost ll-cool-j-um01 by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2712273303/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="mypost ll-cool-j-um01" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3064/2712273303_a0e761e5da_m.jpg" width="199" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LLcoolJ&lt;/strong&gt;+ &lt;a title="mypost westc by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2713147394/"&gt;&lt;img height="169" alt="mypost westc" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3045/2713147394_55e69e02ed_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cali West coast&lt;/strong&gt; = &lt;a title="mypost sauce2 by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2712340971/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="mypost sauce2" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3259/2712340971_efdc5766d9_m.jpg" width="161" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saucekid&lt;/strong&gt;- His sexy lips are so LL… but, his sound, movement, and even his lyrics are sooo West Coast. When I watch him perform, I see Ice, Pac, Dre... yes all legends I know, in a 9ja body *wink*... mark my words though, Sauce Kid is gonna be great, he has a lot of potential( i'm partial, he's from Cali :) ). Besides he is the only one that made a furry lil white pup look gangsta in L.A. . . . Make me proud Saucekibaba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)&lt;strong&gt;Day 26&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a title="mypost day-26 by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2713086620/"&gt;&lt;img height="160" alt="mypost day-26" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3181/2713086620_5e047a68fe_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; +&lt;a title="mypost juniormafiaconspiracyfrmt7 by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2713086574/"&gt;&lt;img height="235" alt="mypost juniormafiaconspiracyfrmt7" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3229/2713086574_0a37407210_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;JuniorM.a.f.i.a = &lt;a title="mypost mohits by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2712352955/"&gt;&lt;img height="164" alt="mypost mohits" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3154/2712352955_7cb02e1d72_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mo Hits Crew&lt;/strong&gt;-( xcluding Dbanj &amp;amp; Don Jazzy) When you first meet the guys, you feel like you might be on an episode of making the band. The Prince is sooo the Willie of the group … cute and has a killer fashion sense . Dr Sid is the Brain A. of the group but with the right stylist he could become the Robert or better yet Qwanell… he has potential everyone. The way the whole crew moves, they seem to have a Junior Mafia swagger going on about them. Watching these hommies interact is str8 comedy... here is a reality show somone needs to profit from...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)&lt;strong&gt;India Arie&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a title="mypost india by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2712273183/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="mypost india" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3145/2712273183_5b53f86c92_m.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; + &lt;a title="mypost tracy by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2712273223/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="mypost tracy" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3135/2712273223_203304709f_m.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tracy Chapman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="mypost asa by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2713086742/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="mypost asa" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3095/2713086742_7cf1924fa5_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asa&lt;/strong&gt;- this babe is super talented. Her music moves me in ways I cannot even begin to explain. Her acoustic soul vibe reminds me of India and her performance and stage presence is sooo Tracey. Asa is such a breath of fresh air for me; she is a great representation of all that is woman… respect, beauty, talent. As long as she continues to remain true to herself, mark my words this babe will be on MTV, not base… “MTV” the one everyone watches and will be a household name in minutes... if she isint already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok guys ten is a good number. I still have a ton of celebs to do... El dee, Don Jazzy, Omotola... tons more. Here what you all have to do though, until my next celeb issue :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Let me know if I :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A)was on point&lt;br /&gt;B) Almost there&lt;br /&gt;C) Totally off…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I know this list only has 3 ladies, however, we will be better represented next celeb issue.I am working on the next edition already, and we should have an even split …5 guys and 5 babes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all enjoy my first celebrity edition and watch out for the second part… Kisses blog FAM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-1820654606070204563?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/1820654606070204563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=1820654606070204563' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/1820654606070204563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/1820654606070204563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2008/07/celebrity-edition.html' title='THE CELEBRITY EDITION'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3034/2713085300_9680275b01_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-5048548287234382055</id><published>2008-07-21T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T16:50:15.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Along... with a new attitude towards life and friends :)</title><content type='html'>Even High school wasn’t this dramatic. Drama, Drama, Drama … so I have decided to move my butt outta town and cleanse myself of this unhealthy environment. My heart aches for my poor sweethearts who have to stay here and continue to have their bodies and minds polluted by all this negativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roommate and I ceased going out, thinking we could avoid rubbish infecting us but alas… I tell una gossip, trouble, hateration dey still find space enter our quarantined environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why I have decided to move… I already intend on relocating back to 9ja this year, but since it isn’t time for that yet, I have decided to go live with my grandparents in a very gorgeous city by the Ocean. Ever since I made my decision, I have been soooo happy… I cannot wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been looking for jobs, and I’m pretty confident that by the end of the week I’ll have a job waiting for me … after all I am a college graduate( lol… don’t think that works anymore) . Tomorrow, I will be giving my two weeks notice at my current job … so they can plan my good-bye parry… abi send off, sharp, sharp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOHHH Blogville, today I am the happiest girl alive… because in two weeks, I’ll be on a new adventure… I love adventures. Even though I might stumble across some haters on my new journey, at least I am fully aware of what to allow into my system now, and what to definitely keep out… no more time for fake friends, acquaintances, and what have you. This facebook sef don pass my power…lol (time to start hitting the delete button on peeps who I know r just tryin to be nosy… GOSH!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this makes me wander, do guys go through the same stress women do?... U know all the petty ish? The gossiping about me aspect doesn’t really bother me cus its high school. What gets me is the way women behave… I think I’m just tired of women being catty to one another, misleading their friends, and just being overly superficial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on a trip recently with a not –so-close friend, and this young lady poured her heart out to me… by the time the trip was over, I was exhausted. This girl has sooo much heartache, so much sorrow , and so much bullshit she is putting up with from this idiot who doesn’t know her worth cus he’s seeing a couple of other ladies and hasn’t had time to find out her worth . However, I blamed her for her situation … she is the one accepting the mistreatment (not sure if that’s a word). Let him go for goodness sake… end of discussion, why r we still talking about it and trying to justify what he is doing… He is totally wrong for screwing you , and her, and her… and the fact that you all know about each other is sick … very , very sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes , I am moving away form it all, the stories about being mistreated, actually watching people being mistreated , people pulling me into their useless non-productive gossip, girls constantly wishing evil for the next … being gossiped about is a given, I accept it and expect it so I am definitely not moving away from that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be focusing on my career… people have been insisting I get my own talk show or start my own PR/ Events firm (they say I’m good at what I do)… well lets just say, I am listening to people- POSITIVE PEOPLE- and I will be using my time by the beach (if its not to cold) to draw out my business plan. Nigerican has only begun and she sure aint going nowhere but her demons are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses Blogfam… now go vote for Abbie on blogville Idols!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-5048548287234382055?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/5048548287234382055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=5048548287234382055' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/5048548287234382055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/5048548287234382055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2008/07/moving-along-with-new-attitude-towards.html' title='Moving Along... with a new attitude towards life and friends :)'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-2564658417888294243</id><published>2008-07-17T14:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T14:29:06.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HONEY 2- THE END</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/taf2KQEuBh8' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/taf2KQEuBh8'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the acadamy award for best ending to a Nigerian Movie goes to........... HONEY!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This clip says it all... u gotta love Nigerian dad's , they get insulted sooo easily and yet u still sense all the love they have for their children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just listen to the dialouge... two thumbs up... everything is in it ... intensity, comic relief , corniness ... the works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy blogfam... kisses!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-2564658417888294243?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/2564658417888294243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=2564658417888294243' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/2564658417888294243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/2564658417888294243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2008/07/honey-2-end.html' title='HONEY 2- THE END'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-220669215263064892</id><published>2008-07-08T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T10:36:18.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SHT0ddXccxI/AAAAAAAAABU/qKgNMVy6wdE/s1600-h/bridal+shower2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221066654965592850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SHT0ddXccxI/AAAAAAAAABU/qKgNMVy6wdE/s320/bridal+shower2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am back … YIPPIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I’m not back in full force but I’m definitely gonna be getting my blogging grind back on. As u knows, I was very busy with two important projects … My big sis wedding and the 9ja reunion Hollywood. The reunion did not make the 6 o’clock news or any news at that… but my sisters wedding was out of this freakin world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a week I was sort of depressed about the whole 9ja reunion fiasco but now, I have let it go. Financially, I am still feeling the aftermath (and have not let that go, obviously) but emotionally and spiritually life is all good. At least I got to meet some very awesome people, and do some shit I’ll probably never do again like having a Long island for breakfast… soooo not healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, on the flip side the wedding was a blast and brought back all my hope and inspiration. Even though my sis was a little bit of a DIVA… I guess it was cool cus it was her wedding day and she wanted everything to be on point. Just seeing a vision I helped put together come to life was totally amazing. I’ll have to put up a couple of pictures for u all to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, due to all the crazy, scary ish that went on in the past 2 weeks, I have adjusted my life motto to two very important sayings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1.“If u fail to plan, u plan to fail”. That motto I have found is useful in our everyday lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2.“Love yourself first and most”… then when shit hits the fan, u know how to take care of yourself and deal with stress… and then no one will have to admit u to a psych ward. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Loving yourself doesn’t mean u’re selfish, it just means you’re smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that all is said and done, I’m gonna go try and catch up on all my fav blogs… I’ve missed you guys’ sooo much and I’ll try never to do that again. Kisses blog fam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="bridal shower4 by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2652627397/"&gt;&lt;img height="375" alt="bridal shower4" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3272/2652627397_7a5d92ea5c.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bouquet :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="bridal shower5 by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2652627417/"&gt;&lt;img height="375" alt="bridal shower5" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3017/2652627417_866ea30cde.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Plate; that food was AWESOME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="bridal shower3 by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2652627291/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="bridal shower3" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3132/2652627291_d1a815126b_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bride... the morning of :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="bridal shower 6 by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2652627359/"&gt;&lt;img height="375" alt="bridal shower 6" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3031/2652627359_d370614731.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ballroom in the making... this was before all the extra perks of the day were added... Imagine blue and orange up lighting... BEAUTIFUL :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-220669215263064892?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/220669215263064892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=220669215263064892' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/220669215263064892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/220669215263064892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SHT0ddXccxI/AAAAAAAAABU/qKgNMVy6wdE/s72-c/bridal+shower2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-8862925153994448264</id><published>2008-05-27T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T01:53:46.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SURPRISE!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>OMG... so now i feel real bad for cursing out homeboi a.k.a "he's almost perfect again" :) and putting his business on front street . Mr. almost perfect again , flew in for my grad and totally surprised me. He apologised for everything ... and... i was a big sucker...lol. He met my whole family, and they love him and i must confess i'm still feeling him ( hence my previous frustration). We talked about a lot of stuff and came to many conclusions, the important thing, is that we talked and he understands alot more about me and what i need... and of course his needs too. All in all, is was a beautiful fun filled weekend... wish ya'll were there cus we partied like rock stars!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i'm stopping here, cus its kinda hard to upload pics on facebook and blog :). Muchos gracias to all my well wishers.  Kisses Blog fam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-8862925153994448264?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/8862925153994448264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=8862925153994448264' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/8862925153994448264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/8862925153994448264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2008/05/surprise.html' title='SURPRISE!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-7348874033732005884</id><published>2008-05-22T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T12:13:16.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All cried out... with alot to say:</title><content type='html'>So my graduation is tommorrow afternoon ...thanks to all those that wished me congratualtions and then some.Instead of me being happy however, i am pissed to high heavens. It looks like me and Mr. man have come to the end of our fairytale...lol... can u fucking believe it, because i can't. If i even begin to explain what happened, alot of you will loose respect for Mr. not so perfect after all... all i can say is grow the fuck up and get over u're damn self and if you can't do that i feel sorry for the next girl who waste 3 months with u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, even though nothing has been said , like "it's over" , i'm soooo over it and declareing my self as a new hot commodity. I geuss it is for the best anyway, as i plan to move back to Nigeria in December and mr. not so perfect is still in college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a grown man , i swear. I need someone who does not hold onto grudges from highschool and is totally contempt with their life at this previous time; i need someone who is not in constant competition with me or my friends for my attention; i need someone that is able to put their stupid pride in their gad damn pocket and keep it moving... I NEED A GROWN MAN... A FREAKIN ADULT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i am tired of feeling sad and angry. I am going to get the rest of my grad outfit, stuff for my parry, pick up my big sis from the airport, and most importantly surround myself with people who love me and have been a good support system. All i have to say to Mr. not so perfect is ...  I have been civil and polite up until now so ...Go fuck yourself if u think u're gonna rain on my parade and take my thunder away from me... this is my month, my week , and tomorrow is my day.... you can make soup with u're bad attitude and u're grudges cus the person u hate so much that i love dearly and will never let go didn't even know u existed until i started dating u, and if u think u can ever replace her in my life, u my friend are a joker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for all the cussing on my page blogfam... i swear i tried but i think it was killing me to hold this ish inside. Must admit i feel much berra :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to me, i freakin did it (finally!!!!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-7348874033732005884?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/7348874033732005884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=7348874033732005884' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/7348874033732005884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/7348874033732005884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2008/05/all-cried-out-with-alot-to-say.html' title='All cried out... with alot to say:'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-9082965745214846989</id><published>2008-05-16T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T01:17:55.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Unspectacular quirks = imperfections...right?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so from the date, u can tell i started this a while back... oh well, let me continue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have been tagged by STING, and since this is her first time tagging me ,i have decided to participate. However, Sting everyone is allowed to tag me once, i hope this was the tag u really wanted me to do .... because when the verrrrry kinky tag starts going around and you are curious as to how i will respond to the questions, remember you don tag me finish... lol. I'm just messing with you, i'm only prolonging my answering session and trying to make this blog look longer or fuller than neccessary... lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i. link the person(s) who tagged you...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ii. mention the rules in your blog&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;iii. tell about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;iv. tag 6 following bloggers by linking them&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;v. leave comment on each of the tagged blogger's blogs letting them know they've been tagged...6 unspectacular quirks? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm guessing unspectacular quirks means imperfections so here goes:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My 6 imperfections ( don't judge moi...lol)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am unable to keep my room neat... it freakin kills me, i can spend all bloody Sunday arranging and cleaning my room and by Tuesday it looks like a tornado passed by again... i need a maid pronto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love to fuckin GOSSIP... yes i admit it, i love what's juicy...but what's weird about me is i don't mind exposing my sources, i look at it like this... if it isint a lie, then don't be afraid to be confronted... after all, u did say it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm like a guy... when i have to burp, i BUUUURRRP. What's worse , mine always smells like what i ate or eating at the time...lol... my man has accepted that that is a trait i come with :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can't say NOOOOOO, even when i know there is no more space available in my life for additional stuff, i still say "Ok, i'll do it"... and then i'm stressed... i'm overly stressed right now cus of my projects and extra wahala ... but... God is good all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At my old age i still act drama in my head... yep u read right, i said act drama. My characters have changed tho, instead of mommy and daddy... i now pretend i'm a CEO... so much fun pretending to have money...lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and Lucky numero six... i love to pop things, especially black heads. Every guy i've dated , likes to pop things too ( not that, lol... that's been popped). A romantic evening, would probably be : dinner, great conversation with wine, and popping black heads by candle light .I like to pop black heads... they can be mine, or belong to someone else... i just love poppin them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pls pardon my crazy lookin blog, and the fact that i'm not going to clean it up, means i'm too tierd to care... kisses blog fam :).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-9082965745214846989?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/9082965745214846989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=9082965745214846989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/9082965745214846989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/9082965745214846989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2008/05/6-unspectacular-quirks.html' title='6 Unspectacular quirks = imperfections...right?'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-2339341629138556883</id><published>2008-05-12T03:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T03:07:57.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'> 4 Minutes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/nfUjfioAnKY' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/nfUjfioAnKY'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It feels like i've got 4 minutes to save the world right about now. 1 more week before graduation... i sooo can't wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When in the hell is my Tax wateva check coming cus i have already spent that mug and need it Stat. Not a great way to start the monday being bitchy huh.Oh well lifes a bitch,... except when you have on some really cute shoes and then it's just a bitch with cute shoes... lol ( i crack myself up).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry guys, met a nasty girl with a nasty attitude this weekend. When she told me to hit Jenny craig hard , i should have advised her to get hit by a bus or hit up a plastic surgeon... but because i am a good christian girl, i just laughed it off ...instead of smacking her( note to self: Stay away from negetive Nigerian girls cus they will sap your energy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated mothers day to all the moms out there. Happy birthday to my baby... i love him dearly( yep... love him dearly). Happy monday to all the 9 to 5'ers ... blink , and it'll be friday real soon. Kisses blogville.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-2339341629138556883?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/2339341629138556883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=2339341629138556883' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/2339341629138556883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/2339341629138556883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2008/05/4-minutes.html' title=' 4 Minutes'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-4878649364962177341</id><published>2008-05-02T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T09:51:48.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need a HUGE hug</title><content type='html'>I have been trying to freakin blog for quite some time now… but… I have been experiencing some serious writers block : (. The semester is drawing to an end and I graduate in 3 weeks… I’m sooooo excited!!! I don’t have any intense lifestyle changes coming up , except going back to Naija in December to scope out the job market in the media world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I’m swamped right now with school, my many mini projects, and my quarter life crisis … needless to say , I will be back to blog as soon as I get a chance. You can imagine I have so much to say and tell you guys... so stay tuned guys , I haven’t stopped blogging … I’m just takin care of a lil business in my crazy arse world... like fixin my gosh darn cellphone that i barfed all over due to the stomach flu i had some days ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fav Quote: There's always a rainbow after a storm :), ...Kisses blogfam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-4878649364962177341?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/4878649364962177341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=4878649364962177341' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/4878649364962177341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/4878649364962177341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-need-huge-hug.html' title='I Need a HUGE hug'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-541889028085595571</id><published>2008-04-18T14:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T15:21:19.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Read This Post and Listen to My Theme song for the weekend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="'http://youtube.com/v/c2l5uVH2gRk'/" width="'425'" height="'350'" type="'application/x-shockwave-flash'"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got thru this week… &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YIPPIE!&lt;/span&gt; U may all proceed to clapping your hands for me. Although the week was long and painful, I’m glad it’s all over. I have been so bad to my blog lately but I do have a great excuse… u see what had happened was …erm how do I say this, well what had happened was… absolutely nothing, I’m just so gosh darn lazy (I was told a lady in heels more than 3 inches should not be cursing, so I am reframing today lol). I swear I don’t know what has come over me, but lately I have been soooooo lazy to do anything. My room has looked like a tornado hit it for like the past week … so yesterday I attempted to clean it, by folding my clothes and shoving the rest in the closet. God knows, I intend on doing some major cleaning, come Saturday … Brownies Honor (was never patient enough to become a girl’s scout).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me feel u guys in on &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my romantic life&lt;/span&gt;. Me and my berra half are still madly in &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LUUURRRVE… l&lt;/span&gt;ol. However, we did have an incident a couple of days ago, that left u’re girl feeling really down and ready to whoop some ass. Y r females so catty? I wasn’t gonna give this gist because me and mines have worked it all out but I still need to write it down and get it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there is this babe who lives in the same town as my boo &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(u can already smell the wahala &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;abi)&lt;/span&gt;, who has tons of pictures of her and my him on a certain networking site we all know and love. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Let me back track a bit&lt;/span&gt;… right after me and homeboi became solid in our relationship ( &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;we haven’t changed our status to “In a relationship”… cus that ish is gay , if u ask me)&lt;/span&gt; , home girl tagged boo in a pic of him and her and all her friends left comments about how cute they looked together and all her responses to them were so cute... and all happened to poses an "LOL" @ the end of them &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;( thank u... lol, I know we do lol, boo did u hear that...lol)&lt;/span&gt;… &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;roll eyes&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;. Anyways, I asked boo who she was and he said just a friend his (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; not an ex or a current… just a FRIEND)&lt;/span&gt;… (u can tell she likes him tho). When I went on my very awesome trip to visit boo, I was blessed with an opportunity to meet this young lady, as boo took me to one of their parrys and official introduced me as his girlfriend &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;wink&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;… to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EVERYONE&lt;/span&gt;. Since I am inspector Gadget, I decided to pay particular attention to home girl and just watch how she behaved. She was extremely loud &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;( u know how we get when we want someone to notice us or act like something is not paining us ),&lt;/span&gt; and wasn’t particularly friendly towards me , which was absolutely fine cus I didn’t go there to make best gal pals. She managed to crack a joke about my boo posing with his &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“GIRLFRIENDS”&lt;/span&gt; camera &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(acknowledging the fact that we are an item&lt;/span&gt;). When I got back to my city, same homegirl who did not really talk to me, requested me as a friend on the networking site and I noseily accepted her. I knew her friend request was fake, but I accepted her for the same reason she requested me… &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;to see which kin girl wants to compete with moi&lt;/span&gt;! I am soooo ashamed of myself today because I know homegirl is not any kind of competition but I was still nosey. So recently, homegirl puts up a new album and in it is yet another picture of her and boo and this time the caption just blew me over board. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This breezy tagged her and my man as the two most powerful Hip Hop couple we have in the industry to day (Hint: They recently tied the knot secretly)… yes u got it… the nerve of her. &lt;/span&gt;Now I’m not the jealous kind, but this to me was disrespectful… especially since she has met me and even requested to be her friend. Boo got very frustrated with me because it took me the whole day to explain y I was so pissed @ him . After much frustration and malice between the two of us, I was able to explain that I felt disrespected by his so called friend. Imagine if one of my guy friends tagged us as &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Kelis &amp;amp; Nas or Posh &amp;amp; BecK".&lt;/span&gt; I was amazed/ happy to find out that Boo was also quite upset about the caption and promised to take care of it and her because he felt ole girl was out of pocket as well… u gotta love him. &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;In conclusion, I have since deleted homegirl from my friends list because I do not plan on participating in any of her raindeer games… serves me right for being fake in the first place and adding her ass. I garentee you tho that the next time she tags boo in a picture with some kind of couple caption, me and her will be having a discussion on my next visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a much lighter note, I’m gonna go shake my bombom and get down tonite… Saturday Night Fever style!!! Hope u all have a nice weekend… and remember if the breezy doesn’t want to back down, feel free to release a can of whoop ass on her cus females are always gonna be females ( I hate when I have to say that cus I really want fellow woman camaraderie but…… oh well).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P.s. My theme song for the weekend is killer huh ...lol. The words to the song have all the good intentions of the world but everything else is LMAO!!!... Enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-541889028085595571?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/541889028085595571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=541889028085595571' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/541889028085595571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/541889028085595571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2008/04/read-this-post-and-listen-to-my-theme.html' title='Read This Post and Listen to My Theme song for the weekend...'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-1355267684676742588</id><published>2008-04-16T00:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T00:46:19.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it Friday Yet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/b4eMyOzD9UI' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/b4eMyOzD9UI'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This week has been soooo crazy so far, i'm so ready for the weekend and then i can try this crazy ish called life again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will definetly be back here by friday to update my very neglected blog but until then , please enjoy my team song for this week. Kisses blog fam&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-1355267684676742588?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/1355267684676742588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=1355267684676742588' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/1355267684676742588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/1355267684676742588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2008/04/is-it-friday-yet.html' title='Is it Friday Yet?'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-57806877752359974</id><published>2008-04-08T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T22:41:52.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE!!!! NO JUICE ...JUST EXTRACT :)</title><content type='html'>I have been dreadfully sick since I got back from my trip from heaven… yes I had an awesome time with the Mr., I didn’t even want to come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people use to tell me “God’s time is the best”, I would think to myself and sometimes say aloud “Shut the fuck up…it’s because u’re soooo happy, that’s y God’s time is the best…wateva” … BUT… now I can see y they said that. Over a short span of time, I have been transformed into the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mushy&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;mushiest&lt;/span&gt; people on this earth. I know I sicken the people that surround me but omoge this feeling is awesome, and seeing that my last relationship was HELL sent, I’m just sooo glad to feel butterflies again (shit here comes the mushiness…ugggh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last time tho…&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I AM SO HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;… ok I’m done now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all I need to do is  concentrate on my school work and freakin graduate, so I can start making my mark somewhere …lol. I graduate next &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;MONTH!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; Yippieeee!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have officially lost &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;15 pounds&lt;/span&gt;… not like I can see it or anything but that’s what the scale says, so I’m ecstatic about that… YIPPIEE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ode to My Lost Friend&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No she isn’t dead… not yet anyways, just that we r not friends anymore. I am so tired of people talking about how they’ve changed and this and that… u give them a chance to prove or showcase their change and what do they do… yep, u guessed right … they are the same bloody person. Well good riddance to bad company and I sincerely wish you luck in all u’re endeavors. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stop trying to freakin contact me please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;On a happier note, I hope Blogville is making plans to attend the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Naija Reunion in Hollywood&lt;/span&gt; this year being hosted by 9jatainment. It promises to be out of this universe, and I personally can vouch for the organizers and say it will definitely be an experience of a life time. Feel free to join the group on face book &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(2008 NIGERIAN REUNION @ HOLLYWOOD, CALIFORNIA (JUNE 27TH, 28TH, AND 29TH)&lt;/span&gt;) to keep up-to- date with all the hoopla &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; or simply log on to &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;www.9jatainment.com&lt;/span&gt; another good way to stay informed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well blogsville since I’m illegally typing this up at work I must bid thee all farewell before I end up out of a job and on welfare because of una.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kisses blogsville&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-57806877752359974?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/57806877752359974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=57806877752359974' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/57806877752359974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/57806877752359974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2008/04/update-no-juice-just-extract.html' title='UPDATE!!!! NO JUICE ...JUST EXTRACT :)'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-3155513716066834326</id><published>2008-03-24T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T10:37:25.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A VERY VERY little update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/R-fmDPLQGbI/AAAAAAAAABM/2-mFJrXZ940/s1600-h/diddytwins2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181362839600765362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/R-fmDPLQGbI/AAAAAAAAABM/2-mFJrXZ940/s320/diddytwins2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to visit my official one month and some days boyfriend this week... yep a whole week because the brother got it like that. I'm planning on us having a spa day, so we can have that QT... a sister is sooo ready for some TLC in a relationship and if i have to be the initiator so be it... at least it will set the bar for him as to what i expect and what he can look forward to. I decided on a spa day because I'm sooo tired of bonding with my boyfriends over food or a movie. Seriously, all my other relationships... except one... it seems like the only time we spent quality time was when we went out to eat or watch a freakin flick...boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the finale of making the band yesterday. Puff has lost alot of weight and his daddy swagger with his daughters is sooooo cute... u just gotta love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very interesting weekend that involved delivering 10 chickens to my aunts house @ 10pm, getting freakishly lost on the way to a club...while my friends burnt wholes in my back cause i was the one who took us off our original path lol, a shot of patron- 2 long islands, seeing an ex with his new Asian persuasion ...who claims my kindness scared her ( stupid girl, if i was a bitch now she would still have been scared...nonsense), attempting to pee on the side of the road in the city and mooning some dudes that pulled up behind our car (so embarrassing... guess its just my bum right cud have been worse).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a very nutty shell, that was my whole weekend summary... very eventful and fun. I hope everyone has a fab week as i will not be logging back on here until after my weekend of enjoyment. Happy belated Easter ... hope ya'll r enjoying spring break, cus mine is just about to start. Kisses blogfam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-3155513716066834326?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/3155513716066834326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=3155513716066834326' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/3155513716066834326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/3155513716066834326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2008/03/very-very-little-update.html' title='A VERY VERY little update!'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/R-fmDPLQGbI/AAAAAAAAABM/2-mFJrXZ940/s72-c/diddytwins2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-8783308848544440991</id><published>2008-03-14T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T00:05:25.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A show named "Disaster"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/R9t0olHmm3I/AAAAAAAAABE/l72KumPzJmI/s1600-h/sorens+halloween+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177860437100108658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/R9t0olHmm3I/AAAAAAAAABE/l72KumPzJmI/s320/sorens+halloween+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Friday Everyone!!!!...Drinks are on me :). Well I’m not really too happy about Friday because I have to work this weekend … but i guess i'm getting  my side hustle on and i'll be happy to see that check :). Anyway me and my boo are doing fine… thank u for asking lol … its too early in our relationship for break up or bad news so we r still thanking the Almighty for our ability to communicate with each other in peace and not in pieces .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick question, have you guys ever attended an event where u sat there in disbelief of what u’re eyes where seeing , with your jaw to the floor?... Well that was my scenario yesterday. I attended my schools African Students Night and could not believe what the heck was going on. When I say total disaster, I mean total disaster. I can’t even believe I left work 30 minutes early for this kin embarrasment.All I could think was “Thank goodness my name aint on this ish”. Last year I participated cus my friend asked me to and the show was phenomenal... not because of me alone but because we had a great team. It was so good , that even our alumni kept congratulating us on a job well done. Yes we had a whole lot of drama but we had a very strong team , creative minds and peeps like me who do not fuck with rehearsals… rehearsals are a must for any show like this. What even pissed me off about last year, and something they swore to change for this year was the fact that people who never came to rehearsals, expected to get on stage…WTF… if u don’t rehearse, u don’t get to go on stage PERIOD! Yesterday it looked like the only people that practiced where the dancers, everyone else looked like they where just winging it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s start from the beginning shall we. The show was late in starting… definitely not a news flash, we are who we r, even my wedding will not start on time…unless my mother is in charge and then we will be on schedule to the “T” lol. When the show began all the DJ’s started messing up… I use the word &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"ALL"&lt;/span&gt; because it looked like 20 people where controlling the music. The music would be extremely high at times, then low, and then be cutting out from time to time… amazing I must say. Then the microphones refused to work…chei… so the Mc’s resorted to shouting. So know we have no mic, messed up music, and two shouting Mc’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they brought up a speaker who was abosolutely phenomenal… infact,one of the highlights of the show. However, as she was speaking, the Dj’s started playing music. I turned to my friend and asked if we where at the BET awards, where they play music to rush folks off stage… complete disrespect. The lady (an African woman) sha no send and continued talking… then they played the music louder the second time… I wanted to just vanish in my seat or slap the Dj or Dj's ...watever. This time around the speaker understood, and said “I think they r telling me I am talking too much, so I will stop here and say thank you". In my opinion, they should have just let her talk through the whole show cus the show got even worse from then on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind u guys, we just had a motivational speaker come and move the audience by telling us stuff about her part of Africa that was astonishing,... so why did the planners think it wise to put some rapper after her. This is my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“Jesus take the wheel”&lt;/span&gt; edition… the Dj’s first of all put on the wrong song, a song that was not even his …lol. Then Mr. Rapper was trying to rap on a mic that was not even working. Next, two of his boy friends came out as backup dancers, and where dancing to some kind song … all I know is Nigger this and nigger that was being shouted. As I struggled to pick my jaw off the ground before someone walked on it, I thot the torture was over, little did I know there was one more song … abi rap… to come. The mics messed up so bad that home boi finally gave up and walked off stage. The audience cheered so loud, we where free at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of the show going on, the spokes person of the organization had to come out and apologies saying “we had a better show planned’, who in the heck interrupts a show to apologize about their imperfections… amazing. Anyway moving along, after all the apologies and excuses, they brought out a poet to make things right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, spoken word is not for everyone, some people should, and are better off sticking to the ones easy enough to remember… like “1, 2 buckle my shoe…3, 4 knock at the door”. Every year though this guy wants to come and spit words his tongue cannot even carry … what’s even sad is that he always forgets his shit… this is why I say rehearsals are important, so we can weed out messer uppers like this and yank their butts right out of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on the agenda &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(well it wasn’t really next on the agenda, but nobody in the show respected the programs they gave to the audience)&lt;/span&gt; was the fashion show. I had even gone to the back to gist with a friend of mine, when i saw a babe cat walking on stage… &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no announcement&lt;/span&gt;, no nothing. I rushed back to me seat and assumed my position, after all this is what I came for. It was an absolute mess! The clothes where beautiful &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(no designer oh, just what u can bring out of u’re suitcase... u know the suitcase where we all store our trade...that one)&lt;/span&gt; but the organization was just gansta. People coming out anyhow, walking before the music started , posing on stage for too long… you name it they did it… they even tried to make it a comedy ( I’m guessing)… boys pulling out cell phones to take the babes numbers on stage and the girls shunning them… cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is basically an over view of what happened, but I saved the best for last… Can u imagine they made a power point about Africa they wanted us to watch. It wasn’t a movie or anything oh… it was a power point with exerts from the internet … no bullet points …it was a power point u make right before class, when u know u r giving a presentation and u have to have something to show but u really don’t want folks to read it… Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have gotten all my fustration out, let me go ahead and commend the dance team… without them that show would have been a real real flop. They brought it home … even when the Dj’s where messing up with their music, they kept dancing … it was truly beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, I believe next years might be better because in order to improve u must fuck up, which they did tremendously. Hopefully, they r able to look back at the show, realize their mistakes and rectify them to prevent repetition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a fab weekend, I know I will , even though i have to work. I'm going to spend a little time with my nephew and my niece this weekend (a one year old and a two year old).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kisses blog fam and please remember… rehearsals, might not be what makes the world go round but they do sure make u look better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-8783308848544440991?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/8783308848544440991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=8783308848544440991' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/8783308848544440991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/8783308848544440991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2008/03/show-named-disaster.html' title='A show named &quot;Disaster&quot;'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/R9t0olHmm3I/AAAAAAAAABE/l72KumPzJmI/s72-c/sorens+halloween+046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-8048634440727039860</id><published>2008-03-07T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T16:07:40.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY FRIDAY!!!!!</title><content type='html'>So in case no one knows, I am an &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;aspiring PR/ event coordinator&lt;/span&gt; … I use the word aspiring cus I have only done one event and I was the assistant for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well in 2008 , I have been assigned two of my very own events and I must say they r stressing me to the max right now. My first event is a wedding and my second ,I am not at liberty to mention at the moment. The wedding is more nerve racking than ever because it is suppose to be one of the best days of her life and I want it to be just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to talk about my projects too much yet but just know your girl is busy in 2008. Least I forget to mention, in addition to all those other things' I also graduate in May and I’m preparing for that as well. My man, which I promised not to speak of until after a month has asked me to relocate to Texas after graduation… just to check it out . He knows I plan on moving back to Naija in December and wants me to try out another state other than Cali… everyone knows Cali’s where its at right…lol. I think he’s trying to use wuruwuru to keep me in the States… &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;he’s too cute&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday , as I was walking to my car after my fitness class so many weird thoughts started popping thru my mind and they inspired me with yet another list &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*insert cheesy smile*.&lt;/span&gt; Instead of me doing research or making calls to vendors, I’ve decided to take a break and make my “What If…”list.I know we all ask that same question "what if...", and seeing that whenever that question pops into my mind it seems to always be attached to something retarded I've decided to share my madness or to some my geniusness (is that even a word) with the whole blog world :)( besides i don't want to feel retarded alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to formally introduce to you all my very own &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;“What if…”&lt;/span&gt; list, a little insight to what I think about when I’m not suppose to be thinking...lol:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What if&lt;/span&gt; … I wore a tee-shirt to the airport that said “BOMB!!!!”… I’ve always wanted to do that but I don’t have enough balls to find out the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;What if&lt;/span&gt;… I scream right now , as I’m sitting in my cubie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;What if&lt;/span&gt;… I just leave and go home without telling my boss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What if&lt;/span&gt;… I eat meat on Good Friday… what will happen?... Seriously tho, does anyone think God really cares if I eat meat or not… he just wants me to be a good person … right?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;What if&lt;/span&gt;… I stop shaving my underarms and start sportin spaghetti straps as part of my everyday ensemble. Men do it all the time … not the spaghetti straps but the hairy unders, why can’t i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;What if&lt;/span&gt; … I decide to stop paying my bills… what would happen?... lack of electricity never killed anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;What if&lt;/span&gt;… Barack Obama really became president… what would happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;What if&lt;/span&gt;… going green is really destroying our environment and 'The Man' knows but he's not saying anything cus he's getting a kick out of us stressing out about recycling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;What if&lt;/span&gt; … all this time I’ve been in school, I never really learned anything and I’m going to embarrass myself in “The real world”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What if&lt;/span&gt;… moving back to Naija is a big mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What if&lt;/span&gt;… I’m the one person out of my friends that’s the one that will never get married… I rebuke that thought with all my might.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What if&lt;/span&gt;… my belly fat never goes away… I will never be able to wear a half top ( yes I know no one wears those anymore but I want to).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; What if&lt;/span&gt;... going to church and sitting down for 3 hours without drifting off ,really secures u're spot in heaven?... I'd definitely be hell bound unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;strong&gt;What if&lt;/strong&gt;… I never get to find out what my real purpose is here on this earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;What if&lt;/span&gt;… all this is a dream and everything that we think is reality is actually fiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What if&lt;/span&gt;… this is IT!!! … I want...no, I'm sorry...I NEED more!!! , because if this is truly it ,then I’m in real trouble cus I’m bored of it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow that took a whole lot outta me, i think i need a nap. If u guys don't mind i have less than an hour left so i'm going to go facebook before i have to go run. With that being said , if u're the kind that stays looking for errors on peoples blog, u might as well plan to have a field day on this one cus i'm too tierd to do a proper spell check. Have a HAPPY FRIDAY EVERYONE!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-8048634440727039860?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/8048634440727039860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=8048634440727039860' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/8048634440727039860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/8048634440727039860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-friday.html' title='HAPPY FRIDAY!!!!!'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-5200789991301788308</id><published>2008-02-29T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T14:27:57.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Car Cupcakin!!!</title><content type='html'>I am aching ya’ll but I have a goal I wanna be Megan Good this summer and to become Megan good means I need to get my fitness on and in order to get my fitness on I guess I gotta ache right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="mg by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2300269209/"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="mg" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2188/2300269209_9a0be8316e.jpg" width="334" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I had something other than my aching body to blog about , now it has passed me by… I mean completely passed me by… OMG what was I going to blog about oh… anyway I guess I gotta write about something different now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I do officially have a man … like I said I’m not going to blog about him at all until a month goes by, maybe I’ll just keep mentioning it sporadically lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I got it!!!! Have you ever wished u could go back in time and undo some shit u did when u where younger and tres naive? … well I have a whole lot of stuff I wish I could undo… don’t get me wrong I’m glad everything that has happened in my life has happened cus they where all experiences , and lessons learned . My post today is about one of my most memorable, embarrassing and scary moments of my life or should I say my teenage life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Year: 1999&lt;br /&gt;The Day: Saturday night&lt;br /&gt;The Venue: Solider boy’s Moms 50th birthday/ 1st Luvs car&lt;br /&gt;Starring: 1st Luv and Nigerican&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the cast: Mari, BFF1, BFF2, Daddy, Uncle A, JA, Solider Boy and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Advice: Whenever you have a gut feeling about anything, pls do not ignore it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="couple in a car by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2301061390/"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="couple in a car" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2344/2301061390_c8ebf31f32_o.jpg" width="202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all began on Saturday, my parents had agreed that I could attend solider boy’s mom’s birthday bash. I called BFF1 , my original partner in crime to start plotting all kinds of graph… what to wear, places to branch @, if I’m picking her up ( we where so good at planning) . Then I got the bad news that the driver would not be taking me over there instead my Uncle A would… Uncle A was pretty cool so it was all good in my book. Then another bomb came Uncle A was taking me but my dad had agreed to pick me up after the soirée. I mean I didn’t have any serious plans so I didn’t mind my dad picking me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we swooped up Mari and BFF1, we made our way over to BFF2’s house because she lived right across the street from where the shindig would be taking place. I was soooo excited about the evening because my 1st luv had promised me he would pass by and say hi… if only we knew what was to come…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 1st Luv showed up and trust u’re girl was sooo excited , mind you we had just started dating for a little while now and hadn’t even had our first kiss yet. He walked me over to his car with the pretence that he had a Christmas present for me in the car *wink*. On reaching his car he opened the door and I got in . We sat there for a minute starring at each other… he kept cheesing and all I could do was just giggle. Then he asked if I was ready for my present … hell yah I was ready for my present, I’ve been ready for my present since the day I said I would be u’re girlfriend foo ( of course I didn’t say that oh)… before I knew it he leaned in and gave me a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; wet one &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* insert blushing here*.&lt;/span&gt; DAMN!!!! That kiss was soooo good, I knew I had to get another one , so after I regrouped I decided to dive in for another one and then it happened like Kanye’s song … &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LIGHT, LIGHT, LIGHT, LIGHT… FLASHIN…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; I’m not related to James Bond but I must have ducked so hard I hit my head on the glove compartment. OMG my dad had come to pick me up oooohhh and had witnessed the unthinkable. My 1st Luv started the engine and asked if we should drive off , and  all I could think was where is this idiot trying to drive off to… my funeral! My poor home girls lied and told my dad I was still in the party and volunteered to go look for me , while another crew gathered around My 1st Luvs car so I could use my James bond move to get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked towards the car, my dad asked me very calmly where I was coming from and I lied very calmly that I was in my BFF2’s house and then the sparks started to fly from his eyes and mouth. He called me all kinds of hurtful names that day and accused me of being a prostitute. Poor Mari and BFF1 cus they had to ride home with us. You could see the sadness in their eyes as if this was the last time they where ever going to see me. I must admit I was scared shitless too cus my dad has never been pissed at me like that before… I was sooo positive that that night would be my last night on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we approached my house, I must have flown outta that car like Flash Gordon… I made it up those stairs and into my parents’ room where my mom was chillaxin… I quickly told her some sweet story about how my friends where makin sooo much noise so we went to his car, and that my boo  and I where only talkin and now daddy is trippin of some shit he didn’t see (not those words exactly but that was pretty much the conversation)… I luv my mom… she laughed and waited on my dad. This Bad Guy …lol… My Dad stormed into their room to announce that I was banned from attending night parties since that’s where I go to prostitute myself (African dads r soooooooo dramatic). He asked my mom to ask me what I was doing in the car with a boy and my mom responded “they where talkin”… my dad was such a trip asking questions like “so people have to talk in cars now abi”... lol. After all his hollering, he proceeded to go to the living room to watch t.v. . My mother looked at me and said “ honey , if u r telling me the truth ( she knew I was lying, I cud tell) next time u’re girlfriends are making noise and you want to talk to your friend , don’t go in his car… ask them to be quite or just step to the side” , and when I thot the speech was done , she busted out laughing and said I should go ask my dad what he knows happens to girls in cars and is that why he is so upset… lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to join my pops in the living room where he was watching a movie and I cuddled up right next to him … I don’t remember what film we where watching… some teeny bopper ish… but the people started kissing and I wanted to die… my dad covered my eyes and started shouting at the television … “don’t these idiots know my baby is watching this film with me”… I couldn’t help but smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all over... I didn’t get a beat down and I got to kiss my boyfriend. Yes my dad called me a prostitute but I know he didn’t mean it cus he loves his baby girl. I called all my friends the next day who where worried shitless to proclaim to them the victory, and of course the props of being the last born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could do it all again tho , I wouldn’t kiss him in his car on the streets and risk my dad catching me… instead … I’ll make sure he parks his car and we go somewhere inside the parry lol… I hope no one was expecting me to say I would not have kissed him cus I was sure glad I did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-5200789991301788308?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/5200789991301788308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=5200789991301788308' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/5200789991301788308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/5200789991301788308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2008/02/car-cupcakin.html' title='Car Cupcakin!!!'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2188/2300269209_9a0be8316e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-4881413079540442324</id><published>2008-02-20T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T16:15:11.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME: Thank goodness its over!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="cake by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2280740864/"&gt;&lt;img height="375" alt="cake" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2002/2280740864_2a4e9db8ae.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was my birthday on Monday but I partied all through the weekend that on my birthday all I could do was sleep. In conclusion, I have not forgotten about my blog or my blog family, I am just still trying to recoup. I should have a new post by the weekend… emphasis on *&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHOULD* &lt;/span&gt;cus I’m going to party on Saturday. Aren’t I supposed to stop partying at 24?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank you all for helping me make my decision, I have decided to get my tattoo colored … my two fave colors are &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; so I think I’m gonna use those … not &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red &lt;/span&gt;, soweey but red is such an overrated color and it even makes me angry… I guess I am related to a bull lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have a boyfriend now, nothing is official yet tho, cus neither of us have said anything. I have known him for quite sometime, but we have always been friends… just friends no corna, corna. We have always had pet names for each other, however, we recently upgraded them to *baby*, *babe*, and Mrs. X. He came around for my birthday and he and of course all my friends made it super special. I don’t want to talk too much about him self before I jinx everything. I’m gonna give us till next month before I say anything else about him on this blog. All everyone needs to know is that I’m happy at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a fab weekend …&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;… I can bet no ones weekend was as awesome as mine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-4881413079540442324?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/4881413079540442324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=4881413079540442324' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/4881413079540442324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/4881413079540442324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-birthday-to-me-thank-goodness-its.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME: Thank goodness its over!!!'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2002/2280740864_2a4e9db8ae_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-7261927178939401251</id><published>2008-02-13T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T15:00:44.201-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine&apos;s day'/><title type='text'>10 Things I hate about Valentine's Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="valentines day by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2263030137/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="valentines day" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2182/2263030137_ee2939916e_m.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my  second Valentines Day alone, the first being many years ago (js2) … but here we r again (Soon –to- be graduate). Anyway so this year instead of being fake and wishing people a happy Valentine’s Day, I’ve decided to compile a list of things I hate about Valentine’s Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Disclaimer: for those of u currently in love u might not wanna read this as u might get offended or whatever. For those of u that hate Valentine ’08 as much as I do here’s to u, may we not feel this way in ’09 :) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Valentine day itself&lt;/span&gt;- extremely overrated, y do lovers need a specified day to show how they feel? Pls no one give me that cock and bull story about Saint Valentine…Saint who?… all we want r the gifts not a history lesson.&lt;br /&gt;****8 A very wise couple once told me that everyday was valentine day for them… brilliant don’t u think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cupid&lt;/span&gt;- that silly child in his underwear has obviously been using my arrows to practice shooting , that’s why I constantly end up with people with serious issues… not like I don’t have any … but two people with issues in a relationship is sooo not hot and very destructive to our society. Note to Cupid: the next time you use my arrows for fun and games, I’m gonna give u the beating of u’re life… I PROMISE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chocolate&lt;/span&gt;- ok so I don’t like hate it, only around valentine time. I hope everyone who eats it tomorrow gains an extra 10 pounds ( I’m just kidding … or am I)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Couples&lt;/span&gt;- Yuck… enjoy this valentine cus it might be u’re last… ok I’m joking , I wish u and u’re significant other many more happy years… keep your fingers crossed *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Restaurants&lt;/span&gt;- on that day I can’t even go to my favorite restaurant without a gosh darn reservation… talk about discrimination. Single people gotta eat to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love songs&lt;/span&gt;- Yuk… designed to destroy the remaining self-esteem posessed by a single girl/guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Poems&lt;/span&gt;- roses are red; violets are blue; Valentine day sucks; so let’s all shout booooo! I’m a poet and I didn’t even know it… LMAO… I crack myself up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Romance Flicks&lt;/span&gt;- its soooo cliché to sit at home with a bottle of wine and watch sappy love flicks with u’re significant other or booty call Valentine. I have a movie suggestion for everyone tho … Juno… boy meets girl, boy sleeps with girl, girl gets pregnant and the rest is reality. Instead of silly Hollywood flicks where boy meets girl, boy marries girl, boy makes LOVE to girl, boy and girl have a baby and live happily every after … *roll eyez*… I prefer reality to fiction cus I see it everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dr. Phil&lt;/span&gt;- I don’t know what he has to do with Valentine per say but he makes me really mad …so… I put him on the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;.I hate that I don’t really hate Valentines Day, and that I do really wish each and everyone of u a happy, happy Valentine days. Kisses Blogville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As a V.day gift :)... here is a pic of one of my tattoos :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="tattoo by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2263858120/"&gt;&lt;img height="135" alt="tattoo" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2257/2263858120_c746ba9d74_o.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;As a bonus, you folks can tell me what u think. To color or not to color... my tattoo that is .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-7261927178939401251?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/7261927178939401251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=7261927178939401251' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/7261927178939401251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/7261927178939401251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2008/02/10-things-i-hate-about-valentines-day.html' title='10 Things I hate about Valentine&apos;s Day...'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2182/2263030137_ee2939916e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-1028086697179977165</id><published>2008-02-01T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T13:42:19.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/R6ORzBVZhmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/G-CkpzNdNT0/s1600-h/thebeginning+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162129903614264930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/R6ORzBVZhmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/G-CkpzNdNT0/s320/thebeginning+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My what dirty floors they have... still took a pic tho lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So a little update&lt;/span&gt; …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t go to church with Steve, I did however go to a Mormon youth institute with him and I must say I had fun. Of course there were some crazies there but I guess everywhere u go someone has to be crazy and if no one is then u might want to check yourself *wink*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am way better this week… thank goodness cus school has started… or we’ll call it my LAST semester has started and its gonna be slightly hardcore cus of all my fitness classes, Yeah I’m taking 3 fitness classes cus the state of California says I cannot graduate without 120 units and since I’m done with my Major requirements and my upper division GE’s, I guess I’ll just get my exercise on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our very own bloggers Mari is coming to spend the weekend with me , she won’t know this until she reads this BUT I’m ubber excited … there truly isn’t anything than being around someone who has known you forever… we are going to try and spoil her with fun so she doesn’t go back to Mr. Mari lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, this year is truly going to be my year. After going through a lot last year , I wasn’t able to truly find my bearings but I think I’ve finally got a hold of things and I’m lovin it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, when I’m going through change in my life I cut my hair … not by my self but by a stylist. I’ve decided to do something different this time around cus I wanna keep my hair long for a while soooo… I’m getting my 2nd and third tattoo. It has taken me 5yrs since my first one to decide what to get and now I’m ready for them. I will post a picture as soon as I have them done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all everything is looking up and I am lovin it. Its Friday so everyone needs to go out and party like rockstars!!!! …cus we r sooooo gonna boogie tomorrow nite :). T.G.I.F Everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-1028086697179977165?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/1028086697179977165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=1028086697179977165' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/1028086697179977165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/1028086697179977165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2008/02/update.html' title='UPDATE!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/R6ORzBVZhmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/G-CkpzNdNT0/s72-c/thebeginning+053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-5437474812079281446</id><published>2008-01-25T16:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T16:22:19.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boogie 2nite T.G.I.F</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/WUZ6ICMAeUA' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/WUZ6ICMAeUA'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's Friday and I am as sick as a dog, sooo sick that I had to reschedule with the elders... can't have Steve seeing me all torn up 2 times in a role. Anywho, I don't know what it is about this song (apart from the fact that it is a remake) but it has become my new national Anthem for Fridays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better post by Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-5437474812079281446?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/5437474812079281446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=5437474812079281446' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/5437474812079281446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/5437474812079281446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2008/01/boogie-2nite-tgif.html' title='Boogie 2nite T.G.I.F'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-8340291454563700708</id><published>2008-01-23T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T16:22:51.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Prayer For Forgiveness.</title><content type='html'>Father Lord, please forgive me for I have sinned. Lord, honestly I blame it all on the rain, my cramps and the 3 pounds I gained this winter… it was truly the devil. Anyway he did introduce himself differently from his companions, they called themselves elder This and elder That and he just said his name was Steve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry for all the raunchy imaginations I was having while starring at Steve as the elders (who looked freakin 20 something btw) talked about your good word. I tried to listen but U know I was sooo not interested, so I just stared at Steve and kept on day dreaming. Chei, they even invited me to their church and I said I would go without hesitation … and guess what Lord (I guess u already now lol) Steve asked if he could come and pick me up ( i declined of course). Even though I know all he was truly doing was recruiting for his church, it was nice to pretend as if he really wanted to give me a ride so I can spend time with him. However, Lord the biggest sin I made was taking elder That’s bible and promising to read the chapter he marked for me. I mean I’ll try and read it but u already know I took it so I could see Steve again. They said they are coming back on Friday to discuss the good word with me and all I could think was… “I sooo wanna discuss good words with only you… Steve”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the devil is still at work … Get thee behind me , can’t u see I’m trying to blog illegally at work and all you can do is fill my mind with impure thots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now where was I…, oh yah … Lord please forgive me, I’ve never pretended to care about someone’s religion just so they can like me… a MORMON for that matter. Anyway Lord I know you would want me to do what’s right… so… I’ve decided to read the bible and go to their church lol… I can’t help it , besides I’m curious as to what goes on in a Mormon church. All i ask is for forgiveness and perhaps a date from soon-to-be elder Steve :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-8340291454563700708?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/8340291454563700708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=8340291454563700708' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/8340291454563700708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/8340291454563700708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-prayer-for-forgiveness.html' title='My Prayer For Forgiveness.'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-6509059890766608214</id><published>2008-01-18T14:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T14:49:42.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>P Diddy ft Brandy - Thought You Said</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/LZPdRPReWeY' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/LZPdRPReWeY'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't really have anything to blog about, but i wanted to share this song as it expresses excellently my mood at the moment... dn't feel bad for me abeg, i think we all have a day like this. Right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-6509059890766608214?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/6509059890766608214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=6509059890766608214' title='95 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/6509059890766608214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/6509059890766608214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2008/01/p-diddy-ft-brandy-thought-you-said.html' title='P Diddy ft Brandy - Thought You Said'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>95</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-7018298162847634757</id><published>2008-01-11T01:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T14:43:54.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 2008 Overrated List Part… who cares!!!</title><content type='html'>So if you are familiar with my blog, you are familiar with my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;overrated lists&lt;/span&gt; I’ve compiled over the … well not too sure when I compiled them but I have them all the same and u know about them. If you’re not familiar with them &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(I don’t know how to link kpele)&lt;/span&gt; they are in my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;archive, September and October 2006&lt;/span&gt;. All the same, I have got my 2008 list of what I feel is overrated together and I’m ready to share it with whoever still cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Disclaimer: nothing is meant to offended anyone here oh, and if your offended … that’s too freaking bad ,it’s 2008 and no one gives a damn about your feelings… get a sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My Overrated List:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Part 1, Part 2’s are so freaking overrated&lt;/span&gt; … I refused to give this one a number because everyone knows anything after numero uno sucks. For instance I bet this list sucks majorly compared to Part 1… it’s alright u can be honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;New years Resolutions&lt;/span&gt; – I can’t believe people still deceive themselves with this ish. I don’t know about u guys but I really don’t need one more thing to procrastinate about… Things to do: drop of dry cleaning, clean room, obey 2008 resolutions … *roll eyes*... give me a freakin break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="jeans by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2186395270/"&gt;&lt;img height="117" alt="jeans" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2130/2186395270_6f3f4692a1_o.jpg" width="117" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Jeans&lt;/span&gt;- Y the heck r we still wearing them … Overrated. We get tired of eating chicken everyday, so we switch it up and eat beef... so why r we still wearing jeans everyday ehn. I’m beginning to hate jeans the way I hated my school uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Footless%20tights by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2185626227/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Footless%20tights" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2268/2185626227_d1fe9dbdc8_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Footless Ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ghts&lt;/span&gt;- This is the real problem with fashion… nothing is done in freakin moderation. No more tights in 2008 PLEASE. Every event I attend now, ten or more chicks are sportin some kind of fugly lookin tights and feeling really funky * roll eyes*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="beyonce+the+movie+2[1] by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2185611609/"&gt;&lt;img height="320" alt="beyonce+the+movie+2[1]" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2352/2185611609_fcaed9f73d.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="mum_cd by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2186395318/"&gt;&lt;img height="224" alt="mum_cd" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2201/2186395318_f8c3d253cd.jpg" width="254" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ghanaian movies&lt;/span&gt;- OMG soooo overrated with their only 2 actors … that one Beyonce chick and her hot boyfriend. In all honesty, I don’t mind seeing him though all the time but that emotionless babe needs to chill abeg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="HighSchoolMusical_Jewel by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2185611685/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="HighSchoolMusical_Jewel" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2059/2185611685_25f946b683_m.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;High school Musical&lt;/span&gt;- Now I know people r mad … this must be the most overrated ish of 2007. I feel like I live in a Disney nightmare… these singing kids are like everywhere … backpacks, cups, posters, TV …aaaahhh … wake me up please!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tattoo girl by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fazealone&lt;/span&gt;- I don’t know if I’m the only one irritated by that song and video … maybe I wouldn’t have even thot the song was overrated if I didn’t view that annoying video… come Faze let me show u my tat but u must promise to not make another annoying song like that again k.Musicians have lost there street cred over wach ish like that 4 real!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mysapce&lt;/span&gt;- if there’s any overrated network sight, it’s gotta be myspace. I had to give that space up, it was becoming too ridiculous. Peeps whole lives where on there, fights where breakin out cus of it,… but the most annoying had to be going to the club and anytime someone would be taking a picture they would yell “say MYSPACE”… sooo stupid… especially since they looked 25-30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="fefe by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2185611647/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="fefe" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2006/2185611647_305451837f_m.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Celebrity rehab on VH1&lt;/span&gt;- sooooo overrated and a complete shame. That show looks like a segment on bossip.com “when the checks stop coming”. These washed up celebs will do anything for a paycheck ehn. So disappointed when I saw FeFe Dobson… she’s too young to be acting crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lunch&lt;/span&gt;- so freakin overrated… I hate lunch. U know what I hate about lunch… lunch food sucks (sandwich’s, salads, hamburgers, fries), but what I hate most about lunch is that when I’m done with it I can’t stop thinking about dinner cus it was sooo disapointing. We should eliminate lunch in ’08… then everyone could leave work 30mins earlier to fix a delish dinner... Whose with me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="dereon by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2186395198/"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="dereon" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2317/2186395198_680be2f87b.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;House of Dereon&lt;/span&gt;- lmao… can u say house of crappyon. This is the bootleg version of babyphat and it is a complete disgrace. Did folks really think Tina was gonna dress us just like her burriful daughter Beyonce … hahaha … she got us, tryin to make us look like Solange lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="lil_wayne_bday_solange by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2186395302/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="lil_wayne_bday_solange" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2392/2186395302_740f3278ab_m.jpg" width="146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok well that's it from me today :). The year is still soooo young and a lot of things are still so overrated ... you never know i might add somthing else to my overrated list or i might not ...becasue editing an already existing blog seems ovverrated to me :). Kisses blogsville&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-7018298162847634757?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/7018298162847634757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=7018298162847634757' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/7018298162847634757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/7018298162847634757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-2008-overrated-list-part-who-cares.html' title='My 2008 Overrated List Part… who cares!!!'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2268/2185626227_d1fe9dbdc8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-1690531878674367865</id><published>2008-01-03T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T10:58:04.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year Blogville</title><content type='html'>So its 2008 ... wow. I did exactly what I wanted to do on new years, which marked a new, me. I said I was gonna chill in doors and that's exactly what I did. Many enemies of progress tried to tempt me to leave my house but praise be to God... and an empty account I overcame them. Yes I started the New Year broke, however I see that as a good way to start the year with an empty/ clean slate. I also started the new year with my 2008 budget, what that means is that I am gonna be cutting down on a lot of luxuries i.e. shopping… and putting a lot of money in my *I wanna have sooo much fun and not care about money* Fund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="exboo by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2181650382/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="exboo" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2410/2181650382_4d808d672a_m.jpg" width="194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called my ex (a.k.a ex-future baby daddy) on new years and professed my love(lil history-he has been accusing me of not wanting to settle down with him). Believe me when i say I did the whole nine yards of "I want to be with u, lets plan our future, I’m ready to settle down" speech ... so I was a tad bit intoxicated and overly excited about the New Year but I meant every word I said. That nonsense man was quite for a minute and then did his *I’m the shit* laugh and proceeded to say "babe lets talk about this tomorrow". Did I feel silly or regret calling... nope, I had something to say and I said it and now I feel great. In all honesty the only thing I can say is, we can blame my actions on “the MOMENT”which in turn has passed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have any resolutions this year only goals. I hope to achieve my goals (procrastination is a thief). One of my goals is to look fantabulos at my graduation in May, hence my jogging class this semester and low carb lifestyle change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="funny-graduation-16008 by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2181650406/"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="funny-graduation-16008" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2162/2181650406_7b00380d4b.jpg" width="358" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="LTJoverratedsm by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2181650430/"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="LTJoverratedsm" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2036/2181650430_79109175fa_t.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote a whole overrated list on my laptop but everyone in my complex has decided to secure their wireless connection… talk about stingy people. Needless to say this was not what I wanted to blog about but I’m tired of loosing my readers due to over slacking and under updating… what’s wrong with u folks , don’t u know I’m comment hungry… what am I suppose to do if u don’t come by anymore *tears*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a very random note I’m totally in love with Chris Brown, that little boy can blow … If only I was younger or he was older… I would have professed my love to him because unlike some people I know, he has direction and i believe he is talented in making "The Moments" last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="chris_brown by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2180862951/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="chris_brown" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2014/2180862951_0f420b0900_m.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end this completely random blog up I propose a toast to 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="wine by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2180874763/"&gt;&lt;img height="82" alt="wine" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2207/2180874763_096fdccbf8_o.jpg" width="123" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toast:&lt;br /&gt;I raise my glass to the Big guy, Family, savings, true friends, real men, fake friends…that have been lost along the way, graduation , tons of weddings , Prego friends, reality… not the kind on MTV, blogs and bloggers , Chris Brown, and lastly I raise my glass to me because… I deserve it!!!!! HAPPY NEWYEAR EVERYONE!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-1690531878674367865?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/1690531878674367865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=1690531878674367865' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/1690531878674367865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/1690531878674367865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year-blogville.html' title='Happy New Year Blogville'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2410/2181650382_4d808d672a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-3117313677027376601</id><published>2007-12-14T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T10:37:31.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An issue that's been on my mind and saved on my blog for a while!!</title><content type='html'>I am not a journalist, but i do consider myself to be quite a good writer ( spelling and grammatical errors aside lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i read an article on NigerianTribune that blew my mind, talk about bias reporting . I hate the way we report in Nigeria. Don't get me wrong, i know we have some great writers and reporters... BUT the horrible ones are more than our great few (Shout out to Funmi Iyande : Luv u're blog).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know as a journalist , sometimes u have to cover stories or issues considered to be contraversial, that go against u’re belief or the belief of the society ( abortion, rape, homosexuality etc) . However, I believe that no matter how hard an issue might be, a good journalist will be able to put their bianess aside and report the story to the best of their ability. A true journalist knows that it is their job to inform readers and not force their ideologies on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But NO!! a number of Nigerian journalist are all about enforcing their ideologies on you.Like i said earlier , i read an article on Nigerian Tribune that blew my mind … not in a good way either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never really read the newspaper while I was in Naija because I was sooo concered about … well u know teenage stuff. As an adult , I have read many articles from Nigerian papers and magazines that make me want to slap somebody ( most of the times the writers). Who are the editiors and why do they let such stuff get published (don't answer that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway let me get back on track, so I read an article titled &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“Must Bride Go Half-naked On Wedding Day?”&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Olamide Balogun and Rukayat Olalere&lt;/span&gt;( not a big contrvertial issue, to me) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="wedding5 by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2141011877/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="wedding5" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2179/2141011877_b17205cb11_m.jpg" width="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="wedding3 by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2141011837/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="wedding3" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2410/2141011837_9d3a608990_m.jpg" width="162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their article was about “clothes that bare it all”, and thier main focus , was on strapless, backless bridal garments they deemed untasteful. Well that's what i thot until i kept reading and came to the conclusion that...&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; they forgot what their title was&lt;/span&gt; and just started talking about clothing in general * go figuer*. I don’t wanna write about the whole damn article so u can read it here &lt;a href="http://odili.net/news/source/2007/dec/8/606.html"&gt;http://odili.net/news/source/2007/dec/8/606.html&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do however want to discuss certain issues i had with this article. Brace yourself , cus i had a ton of issues with the article and their interviwees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Issues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Issue 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I really don’t know why they needed two people to put this article together, its not like their was any sound research done here.They could have saved money and used one of these peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Issue 2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it possible that every single parent they interviewed was against showing a lil bit of skin … I know for a fact that majority of new/ old Naija parents show some skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Issue 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;DIRECT QOUTE&lt;/span&gt;: “Charity, they say, begins at home. Some parents admire their children when they are in ‘loose’ clothes. They believe promiscuity is from the heart and not what is put on. Therefore, they encourage their wards by buying them such clothes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All I have to say is what does charity beginning at home have to do with clothing, and whose parents admire their kids in loose clothes. who conduted u’re research and can we get some facts( what percentage of parents ) not just generalizations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Issue 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Direct quote&lt;/span&gt; from Mr. S. I. Shittu (ex-senior executive officer, Ibadan North Local Government): “It is not good, traditionally and in terms of religion. For instance, if the bride on her great day exposes her body, such a bride encourages bad behaviour and it can put another person into trouble. The only person that must see your nakedness is your husband. But some will wear clothes that expose their stomach.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No offense MR Shittu , u r an ex senior exc officer not a fashion conisser or a former police officer who specialized in saving exposed belly brides that got folks in trouble. I get traditon and I can respect that, however, I don’t get you making up stories or perhaps we should question what kind of weddings you go to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Issue 5&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not sure who even came up with this explanation as our knowlegable journalist didn’t specify but here u go : &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;““In religious terms, a bride must cover all her body and the only part to be seen is her hand and face. The nude culture is foreign to our country”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;First of all this explanation of how covered the bride should be, gives me sort of a dejavu feeling... can we say Islam. Therefore, this qoute shouldn't even be here cus we r talking about brides in the church waering wedding dresses, not any other kind of brides. Secondly , if showing our shoulders are so new to our customs , how come Urobo peeps and a couple other eastern states have been doing it for ages... just wandering .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Issue 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;“Mrs. Ibrahim (principal executive officer in the same local government):&lt;/span&gt; I put it to improper training, bad influence and environment as well as absence of the fear of God. “If a person gives birth to a child, the child must be trained. Some children are trained but they refuse to abide by the home training. Some will keep the clothes outside, where the parents will not see them. Parents must know the type of friends their children go out with. “The environmental factor is also there. If a child is moving with bad friends, she will definitely be influenced. Freedom must not be too much for the child. A parent must train his child in the religion he/she practises. Such a child will not dress immorally. “These types of dresses may lead to rape, which can in turn lead to child unwanted pregnancies and STDs. Parents should enlighten their children on the type of clothes they wear. “If the bride does not feel ashamed that her body is being exposed, how does the husband view it? What is the husband’s first responsibility? It is not normal, and our culture does not allow it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am soooo sorry , but Mrs Ibrahims take on dressing was just too funny to not put the whole thing up. She goes from talking about birth of a child; to how the child is raised; to the type of friend a child has ; to rape and unwanted pregnancies...dnt forget STD'S!!! . She is totally extreem in her thinking...lol.Correct me if I’m wrong but I thot the focus of this article was on wedding dresses. In case no one noticed , she is from the same local govt as Mr. Shittu … hmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Issue 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Alhaji Adejumo Daudu (Imam of Arigbooja Mosque, Salawu, Ibadan):&lt;/span&gt; It is not permitted by God. The body should not be opened; only the face and hands of the bride are permitted to be seen. “A wedding day is the greatest day in a woman’s life and the bride must not be naked. The only place that a lady can be naked is the sitting room of her husband. A lady must be in hijab or cap. “In Islam, the bride is not allowed to sit beside her husband except they are joined together. A woman and man’s body are like magnets. If the man sees the nakedness of a lady, he will lose all his mental stability and turn to something else. “Both the bride and the groom should fear God. Tight wears are not good for ladies. God created us totally and beautifully. You should not because of your beauty put another person into problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jackpot!!!! i found who the authors where quoteing above... y wud they use the Imams words twice *shake head*. Anywho, so... if we are talking about the Alter hear, why in the heck would these two * Jesus take the wheel* go and interview an Imam and not a pastor or an elder in the church. Please someone show me the logic cus I truly cannot see it .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Issue 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mrs. Ayinde (typist)&lt;/span&gt;: Putting on revealing clothes is not good in our society; and in the church, it is even worse. The bride must not open her body to people; it is for her husband alone. “The church must address this issue and enlighten parents on what their children should wear for their wedding. Parents should know and see what the bride will put on before the wedding day. They should do things the way God wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There u have it everyone , Mrs Ayinde suggest our parents not only pick out our dresses, but also do the things God wants. I didn’t know Naija parents purchased their almost wedded daughters dress. I always assumed I’d be buying my dress but this is good to know, cus now i'll make sure my dad gets this memo. Not only did this lady teach me somthing new, she also stuck to the subject which i appreciated :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Issue 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Shola Akinyele (registrar in a local government):&lt;/span&gt; “Show me your friend, I will tell you who you are. It is saddening on the part of the groom’s parents and family to see what they are trading for to be exposed to the whole world. “The bride should show the groom the gown before she wears it on the wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What dose my wedding dress have to do with my friends or who I am ?I understand that this fellow is traditional and all, but can u imagine him saying the groom should approve of u’re dress... talk about badluck.If that was not enough he used the word "TRADEING" when talking bout a human being... i thot slavery was over!!!. I hope we ( women) get married to a family and not freakin traded. I also hope whomever is marrying us knows and respects us as a people and trust our taste and judgement. Besides I hope the groom wud have been seeing his bride in clothes and knows what shes capable of wearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Issue 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Shola Afolabi (marketer):&lt;/span&gt; “The bride should not go naked on her wedding day. I believe that anybody that goes naked is already insane. I can’t marry a lady that used to show her nakedness, not to now mention going naked on the wedding day. “The bride should put on descent wears on that day. The Bible says our body is the temple of God, which should not be dishonoured.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In all honesty , Mr. Afolabi makes the most sense. Correct me if I’m wrong but based on the question , I think he gave the best answer “ anyone who goes naked is mad”… bravo sir!!!. I don’t want u to marry anyone who will be naked on u’re wedding day as well.I love it "descent wears" ... where are the editors!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Issue 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lastly, where the hell is the conclusion, our authours just stopped like that oh, no inconclusion or anything.How dare u not wrap up. Then again , u kind of didn't leave me hanging as u already gave me u're conclusion in the begining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Now , someone reading this might ask :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone reading this: where do u stand on this issue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nigerican&lt;/span&gt;- right in the middle. I believe in the saying "to each his own". If u look good and u know it, show it and if that's not u're cup of tea ... WRAP IT UP!.Keep it moving and don't make it other peoples issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advice is, the  next time we want to do such reporting can we get a Journalist who is impartial and a diverse group of interviwees so we can hear both sides of the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ISSUE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and just because i can , here are some pics of traditional brides:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="bride_bridemaids_c_a by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2141801908/"&gt;&lt;img height="375" alt="bride_bridemaids_c_a" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2323/2141801908_c560bf29c3.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Urobo Bride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="parthorcourtbride by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2141011803/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="parthorcourtbride" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2076/2141011803_123e67dca7_m.jpg" width="156" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Portharcourt bride (she looks real nice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how everyone thinks an argument is valid if their main point is TRADITION. It would be nice if people covered every aspect of tradition before making it their main point. These two pictures alone make this whole article and the authors " null and void".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Have a Happy Newyear everyone see u in 2008!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-3117313677027376601?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/3117313677027376601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=3117313677027376601' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/3117313677027376601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/3117313677027376601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/12/issue-thats-been-on-my-mind-and-saved.html' title='An issue that&apos;s been on my mind and saved on my blog for a while!!'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2179/2141011877_b17205cb11_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-6715740440513523382</id><published>2007-12-01T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T16:23:26.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ODE TO MY WATER HEATER.</title><content type='html'>Happy Saturday everyone!!!! So I'm up in the library at the moment trying to work on my senior paper and ... well here i am about to put up a blog lol . Let me gist u guys about my morning , because it was truly very eventful. OMG , y did i wake up to no &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt; water in my apartment , we r in freakin AMERICA and I'm being deprived of hot water *roll eyes*... incredible . I called the rental office to see if they could send the maintenance guy over to rectify my issue, and this was my conversation with Miss Rental chick:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Nigerican&lt;/span&gt;- Hi I'm in apartment 12 and my hot water in the shower isn't working&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;MRC&lt;/span&gt;- I see, did u try the other faucets in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In My Mind:&lt;br /&gt;*lol She's kidding right , I'm naked , I'm cold , this damn cold water has already given my poor water testing foot frost bite, OK answer the lady now and stop overreacting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nigerican&lt;/span&gt;-well no, cus i wasn't planning on taking a shower in my sink, but I'll check :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* running water... still freezing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nigerican&lt;/span&gt;- yeah, its not getting hot either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;MRC&lt;/span&gt;- ok, so does he have permission to come in the house and fix it if u r not there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nigerican&lt;/span&gt;- He has permission to come now and fix it cus i'm not going anywhere without taking a shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;MRC&lt;/span&gt;- Chuckles, i totally understand. i'll see what i can do k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nigerican&lt;/span&gt;- thanks sooo much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* 20mins later*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nigerican&lt;/span&gt;- sorry, so is he on his way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;MRC&lt;/span&gt;- oh yah about that, it seems as tho the water heater for all 4 units blew up this morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nigerican&lt;/span&gt;- really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;MRC&lt;/span&gt;- yah, and we can't get it fixed till Monday so I'm gonna open up a couple of vacant units for u guys to be showering in until further notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nigerican&lt;/span&gt;- i see, so u're going to open up a couple (2)vacant units right. How many people to a vacant unit.&lt;br /&gt;MRC- well all of U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In my mind:&lt;br /&gt;* she must be crazy, so its going to be 1) me + roommate ,2) the Mexican family=7 ,3) this my neighbour +boyfriend+ roommate, 4) the two invisible peeps below me ... a total of 14 people to two bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;MRC&lt;/span&gt;- I'm typing a letter right now to u guys so u'll have one shortly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nigerican&lt;/span&gt;- hmmm , thank u ( what the hell else can i say).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole incident really affected  my morning. I didn't wanna go shower at my sis or any of my friends homes cus that shit is too labour intensive. U gotta pack u're toiletries, hair products, and clothes... that's a whole damn suitcase!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i braced myself, after all during harmatine season in Naija we didn't always have hot water ( at least we had buckets, only bucket i have currently is for mopping). After much planning and procrastination, i decided to get into the cold water. Then i re-thought that idea , cus its freakin cold and procrastinated some more. Eventually, i went to the kitchen , got out my big orange bowl filled it with water , and stuck that puppy in the microwave for 8 minutes . Once it beeped , i took my Orange bowl and my green Dixie cup and proceeded to the bathroom ( it felt like the green mile, longest walk ever). I sat my bowl in the tub, let a little cold water make that water completely perfect and then assumed the squatting position to begin my bathing process ( Oh yeah, i took it way back Naija style).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There really isn't any real purpose to this post, other than to share my morning experience. I must say tho that we take a lot of stuff for granted being in the States. From today I'm gonna start thanking God for the little things, because in reality those little things aren't so little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u must take something away with you from this blog today, take the fact that everything in this life we have is a luxury ( the ability to type, sleep, wake up, button our shirts and our hot water) and we should constantly be grateful for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was inspired by my Hot Water , what will be your inspiration?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P.s. if u do not already own one, pls invest in a bucket :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-6715740440513523382?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/6715740440513523382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=6715740440513523382' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/6715740440513523382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/6715740440513523382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/12/ode-to-my-water-heater.html' title='ODE TO MY WATER HEATER.'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-6068404652685114366</id><published>2007-11-25T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T00:32:14.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy MONDAY!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I have a metacritical paper due on Tuesday , that i haven't even begun to write . Seriously who really cares about Neo-Aristotelian criticism... wtf is Fantasy theme and how does it pertain to my everyday life? U know who cares about this boring stuff ?... MY PROFESSOR!. U should see her, with all the passion in the world as she spits out all her rhetoric Jargon. Lord i just want to GRADUATE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that aside, i partied it up this weekend oh ( yes i know procrastination is a THIEF). Your girl really got her groove on ...lol. My ribs hurt soooo bad the next morning from all my Friday night Jamming ( so raz , i know). I got approximately 4 numbers, not any wowo peoples numbers either ... omo talented , yes omo gifted :). BUT...I deleted them all the next day tho... well all except the bouncers number , u know a sister gotta network or would u guys like me and my girls to be paying $20 every time we decide we wanna shake our groove things at that venue ... I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday , my girlfriends and i tried out this new Nigerian restaurant and where quite impressed. The decor was really nice and inviting. They even had a live band( that consisted of one man), who got annoying at a point because he kept yelling "Testing, Testing... Mic check 1" and then he proceeded to use the beat mechanism on his piano, as he hit a few keys and sang one very out dated Naija song ( he was entertaining tho lol). Its sooo sad but i came all the way to the US to try amala for the first time and guess what... I LOVED IT. Oh Boi, i wish someone would have forced me to eat that in Naija instead of always preparing its alternative eba. My only complaint about this restaurant , is that it had no regard for its menu. We asked for Suya ( u know our mouths where already salivating)... "sorry , we don't have that today"... "Ok how about okro soup with our amala" and the response was " Yah, about that we only have egusi soup today". So i had to eat egusi ( I hate Egusi!!!!!!!!!!!!!!... but i ate it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched "This Christmas" this weekend , and all i have to say is that movie is the SHIZNIT!!!!! I don't wanna give it away or anything but there is a scene with some baby oil and a belt that is Classic!!. Everyone go see that movie, unlike "Why did i get married" ( shud have seen the bootleg and saved some cash)u will not be pissed at u'reself for seeing this at the movies.I Love Regina King!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i have procrastinated way too long now, i better begin my paper. I hope everyone has a happy and productive Monday :). Here's a pic of my very own thanksgiving plate ,cus u know i have to show the grub off. My grandma might be elderly but she still throws it down in the kitchen :). I made the mashed potatoes this year ... Yippee 4 Moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Thanksgiving and Tricias Birthday 003 by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2065461414/"&gt;&lt;img height="375" alt="Thanksgiving and Tricias Birthday 003" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2333/2065461414_3263804088.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-6068404652685114366?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/6068404652685114366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=6068404652685114366' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/6068404652685114366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/6068404652685114366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-monday.html' title='Happy MONDAY!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2333/2065461414_3263804088_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-971215932657419453</id><published>2007-11-21T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T13:52:45.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY TURKEY DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="thanksgiving-dog-cat by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2052928393/"&gt;&lt;img height="553" alt="thanksgiving-dog-cat" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2100/2052928393_b57d91361c_o.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an awesome thanksgiving. Remember to call the ones u r most thankful for and let them know how much you truly appreciate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P.S. This is a general plead to all you folks who intend on taking part in the Black Friday’s festivities... PLS DONOT GET TRAMPLED ON!!! All the same save that money, buy stuff SUPER CHEAP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="061122_black_friday_hmed_11a.hmedium by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2052928405/"&gt;&lt;img height="273" alt="061122_black_friday_hmed_11a.hmedium" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2090/2052928405_2385219952_o.jpg" width="416" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-971215932657419453?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/971215932657419453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=971215932657419453' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/971215932657419453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/971215932657419453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-turkey-day.html' title='HAPPY TURKEY DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-6906488471118530728</id><published>2007-11-14T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T10:17:12.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEXTing  Facebook Toasters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="header by kelley179, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/2021912131/"&gt;&lt;img height="143" alt="header" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2272/2021912131_ea4b8098c7.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Wednesday Everyone!!!! I honestly don’t know why I’m so happy today; when I have a metacritical paper due tomorrow that I haven’t even started working on. Anywho enuff bout all that “shud be depressing but it’s not stuff”. I didn’t really intended on blogging today but then here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I know majority of us are members of Hi5, Myspace and Facebook . Personally I closed all my networks down apart from Facebook, which is my new guilty pleasure. Like many of u, I opened mine up as a way to get back and stay in contact with my friends. However, like many of u I have been hit up by cute and weird guys trying to get to know me better. Normally I am not too open to that but sometimes when the guys come correct, I must admit I get a little intrigued. There are however, those messages u get that make u think “WTH is this homeboi thinking LMAO”. I have two conversations I don’t mind sharing in public. Both are from facebook guys, ones actually a good friend of mine now (I have since realized he’s a fruit basket, but he’s an awesome guy all the same.) and the other is some random Naija dude in some random country( didn't even know Naija peps went all the way out there) . We will call them Guy A and Guy B. Guy B was truly a character lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer- the following conversations might be a tad bit corny, however CORNY is my middle name so make no judgments lol. BTW all conversations are being posted as is , no alterations what so eva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Conversation btw Guy A and Nigerican&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy A- Hey there,,, I’m new to Cali... hoping to a make a friend.. so help me accomplish this seemingly easy task lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh plus I’m Ghanaian,, so you have to.... its part of the Ecowas treaty... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nigerican- lol very funny, u have a sense of humor ... a big plus to being my friend + of course for the sake of Ecowas.So where did u move from and what r up to in Cali?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy A- I’m actually still in NM... but I’m moving to Cali in 8 days... so I’m excited.... I just got a job out there for the ... but I’ve been trying to leave NM for the longest... so. It’s good to finally be on my way out... what do you do? How long have you been in Cali?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the conversation continues of course (no need to post it all, he now lives in my town and is a bud of mine now ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Conversation btw Guy B and Nigerican&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy B- can I get 2 u beta. I like u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nigerican-how can u like someone u don't even know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy B- it's possible my dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy B- let's get along ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nigerican-I guess u r not prepared to present a good argument as to y I should invest my facebook time in getting to know u.So in response to u're question ... thank you but I’m not interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy B- who are u interested at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy B- anyway just being kiddin.i cant go out wit you sef.biggy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The END!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit , guy b was hilarious trying to tell me we shud get along... wtf is that even suppose to mean. Loved when he told me he cudn't even date me sef LMAO ...I’m glad he realized he couldn’t date me Lol... i must have laughed so hard when i saw his last message. For some reason tho ( not to sound cocky or anything) i feel like that is not the last time i'm gonna hear from dude with his one sentence yarns .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advice to anyone trying to holla at someone on one of those network thingies is to please come correct , original , have a sense of humor, and come with the ability to think outside the toasting box … u’re cute; I like u’re profile; and How can I get to know you… those lines are soooo lame and just don’t cut it anymore . Lastly, please use u’re spell check its there for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;Till next time … Peace, Love and anchovies *wink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-6906488471118530728?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/6906488471118530728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=6906488471118530728' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/6906488471118530728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/6906488471118530728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/11/nexting-facebook-toasters.html' title='NEXTing  Facebook Toasters'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2272/2021912131_ea4b8098c7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-4754552940207864827</id><published>2007-11-02T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T16:23:40.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So... What's u're Number? *wink*</title><content type='html'>So I have this guy friend, who is totally obsessed with numbers, amongst other things * roll eyes*. Anyway, he talks sooo much about damn numbers, I decided to blogg about it (I luv useless inspirations :) ).&lt;br /&gt;U’re probably thinking what kind of numbers are worth blogging or talking about, right? … Here’s a couple of clues : it’s not u’re phone number; not u’re birthday; and definitely not u’re apartment number (although if u’re a hot chick he might take that lol). Give up? Ok I’ll tell yah … number of sexual partners (for those of u  with sharp minds … good job!!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I was diggin dude as possibly more than a potential friend, until the day we had this conversation and I realized how judgmental( an eww quality for a BF to have) he was … thank the Lord for the ability to communicate and see how people really think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dude&lt;/span&gt;- would u care if u’re boyfriend has slept with 100 girls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nigerican&lt;/span&gt;- maybe , but how wud I find that out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dude&lt;/span&gt;- Say u asked him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nigerican&lt;/span&gt;- Y wud I ask him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dude&lt;/span&gt;- y wudn’t u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nigerican&lt;/span&gt;- perhaps because that’s his past and his business. Besides I wouldn’t want him to pry into my business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dude&lt;/span&gt;- y not? So if he asked u how many, wud u tell him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nigerican&lt;/span&gt;- (hesitation… must answer the best way possible.) well personally I don’t see how how many guys I’ve been with, b4 him is going to improve our future. Besides when he met me I wasn’t a virgin so that shud be a clue that I’ve been with someone else don’t u think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dude&lt;/span&gt;- so basically, u wudn’t tell him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nigerican&lt;/span&gt;- I mean, if he insisted I’d tell him (lol, I’ll give him a number, might not be an accurate number but it’ll be a number)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dude&lt;/span&gt;- Oh ok that’s good. Whenever I start talking to a girl, I always ask her how many dudes she’s been with, do think that’s weird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nigerican&lt;/span&gt;- well I don’t know, I guess to each his own. Y do u ask tho?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dude&lt;/span&gt;- isn’t that obvious, I don’t wanna marry a hoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(shocked me right outta my skin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nigerican&lt;/span&gt;- so what defines a hoe, or should I say how many guys does a girl have to be with before u start looking at her as a whore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dude&lt;/span&gt;- damn… I gotta say 5 -10 guys is a whole lot... I broke up with this one chick because of that lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/1830321635/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img height="89" alt="vgn" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2404/1830321635_cfee0c32e8_o.jpg" width="99" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;( asswhole , guess I’m a certified hoe then)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nigerican&lt;/span&gt;- oh really, well I think that’s bullshit. After all she slept with those peeps before she met u and became dedicated to u. BTW thanks for calling me a hoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dude&lt;/span&gt;- aaahhh, I wasn’t talking bout u, u’re always takin shit sooo personal. I guess what I’m trying to say is I don’t want someone with a lot of sexual experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nigerican&lt;/span&gt;- I see, insecurity … it’s ok I’m sure she’ll still say u’re the best ever lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Anyway this convo dragged on and was extremely excruciating. However, it got me thinking, so much that I picked up a pen and paper and began to write down names. My number isn't that high and yet not sooo low either, but in my defense 90% of the people on my list where my boyfriends :).I'll stick to just saying the number 5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/1830396099/"&gt;&lt;img height="168" alt="amr013" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2102/1830396099_3a69c73a9d_o.jpg" width="124" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Future Event&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/1831231324/"&gt;&lt;img height="168" alt="amr022" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2141/1831231324_9d10655982_o.jpg" width="123" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Nigerican’s new boo- so babe, how many guys u been with?&lt;br /&gt;Nigerican- 5 (see so natural :)) ,but I think u’re my first real man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So girls tell me , wud u give out u’re true number ?&lt;/span&gt; (even if u know the guy is a judgmental prick) .&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/1830321635/"&gt;&lt;img height="89" alt="vgn" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2404/1830321635_cfee0c32e8_o.jpg" width="99" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Guys , how many guys must a girl have been with for u to consider her a hoe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bonus 4 the Guys)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Does it matter to u , how many guys u’re girlfriend has been with&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-4754552940207864827?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/4754552940207864827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=4754552940207864827' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/4754552940207864827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/4754552940207864827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-whats-ure-number-wink.html' title='So... What&apos;s u&apos;re Number? *wink*'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-1707481867921299029</id><published>2007-10-19T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T17:12:49.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NYSC ?</title><content type='html'>I must admit being a senior really sucks, well not really cus that means I'm almost done with school. I have written almost 5 or 6 papers this semester, so now whenever i think of blogging i change my mind :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much has been happening in my life ... strange huh? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;( gosh I'm trying to fucking blog and this damn man next to me at the airport is just yelling on his fucking phone about some uninteresting crap)&lt;/span&gt; . Where was i ... oh yah, so my life's still the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing that I'm almost done with school, I've been really thinking about going home and participating in the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;NYSC program&lt;/span&gt; . The only thing I'm concerned about is being punked by the peeps who run the camp . To be honest I'm not even sure if people get punked during that ish but since its Naija there has to be some punkerage going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can u imagine someone telling Nigerican to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;go fetch water for em , frog jump or to kneel down&lt;/span&gt; there... they'd have to permanently attach their lips to my butt or get very acquainted with it , cus that's what i'll keep asking them to kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, if anyone has had the Nysc experience please fill me in. I need to know what exactly to expect ( lets assume i get placed in Abuja :) ) before i announce my decision to my parents and get them excited for nothing .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/1643493196/"&gt;&lt;img height="391" alt="AboutNYSC2" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2205/1643493196_1ea2c9b4d3.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Bet i'll look sooooo sexy in the &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;kahki &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Orange&lt;/span&gt; boots, huh *wink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-1707481867921299029?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/1707481867921299029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=1707481867921299029' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/1707481867921299029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/1707481867921299029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/10/nysc.html' title='NYSC ?'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2205/1643493196_1ea2c9b4d3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-944369397111314715</id><published>2007-09-17T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T12:35:14.111-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stop the hate'/><title type='text'>DUMB AS FW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/Ru7S9V8hRPI/AAAAAAAAAAc/dNEJU-DAfFA/s1600-h/stamp.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111254578416927986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/Ru7S9V8hRPI/AAAAAAAAAAc/dNEJU-DAfFA/s200/stamp.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/Ru7SI18hROI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tvUzspkLqaQ/s1600-h/stamp.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I got a forward today from a lady i work with and have so much respect for , but this forward really pissed me off. I am so tired of being surrounded by ignorant people , what made her feel i  want to be a part of this hate mail . Americans can be so ignorant atimes . Read the Damn forward and see y i am pissed : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;FORWARD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;USPS New Stamp &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is impossible to believe. Scroll down for the text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is only one thing you forward today.....let it be this!&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER the MUSLIM bombing of Pan Am Flight 103!&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER the MUSLIM bombing of the World&lt;br /&gt;Trade Center&lt;br /&gt;in 1993!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER the MUSLIM bombing of the Marine Barracks in Lebanon!&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER the MUSLIM bombing of the military Barracks in Saudi Arabia!&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER the MUSLIM bombing of the American Embassies in Africa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER the MUSLIM bombing of the USS COLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER the MUSLIM attack on 9/11/2001!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER all the AMERICAN lives that were lost in those vicious MUSLIM&lt;br /&gt;attacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the United States&lt;br /&gt;Postal Service REMEMBERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and HONORS the EID MUSLIM holiday season with a&lt;br /&gt;commemorative first class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday postage stamp. Bull!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER to adamantly and vocally BOYCOTT this stamp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When purchasing your stamps at the post office. To use this stamp would be a&lt;br /&gt;slap in the face to all those AMERICANS who died at the hands of those whom&lt;br /&gt;this stamp honors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER to pass this along to every patriotic AMERICAN you know!!!... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;( My personal response to this hate mail-FUCK YOU!!! , how bout that :).)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Now can u imagine this nonsense. Did someone tell them that all the Muslims in the world got together to plan all these bombings or perhaps a couple of fanatics just like we have them in every other religion did this . I bet u some white supremacist sent this shit and wouldn't mind hanging me along with the bombing Muslims and I'm suppose to pass this ish along ... I DON"T THINK SO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; I personally don't even advise the Muslim people to buy this stupid stamp as i believe that it is just another tactic  Uncle Sam has come up with in order to  keep tabs on them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(I hope this lady doesn't think I'm a Jesus Freak like her... don't get me wrong i love the Lord but i don't approve of anyone bashing someone elses beliefs. )&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-944369397111314715?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/944369397111314715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=944369397111314715' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/944369397111314715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/944369397111314715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/09/dumb-as-fw.html' title='DUMB AS FW'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/Ru7S9V8hRPI/AAAAAAAAAAc/dNEJU-DAfFA/s72-c/stamp.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-639312124328559096</id><published>2007-09-16T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T00:36:31.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waste of blog space'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='but it&apos;s my space :)'/><title type='text'>I MISS MY BLOG</title><content type='html'>I can't believe i haven't blogged since August 10th , DAMNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Its not like I'm dry or anything, its just that school has started and this semester is one of them semesters that make u sit and think " what the FUDGE was i doing when scheduled all these classes". Needless to say i have a super duper load on my head... but of course I'm not complaining :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn , i am dry ... still nothing to blog about , must think real hard... thinkin...still thinkin... alright that's it . I'll be back in a day or two with something . Ciao for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-639312124328559096?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/639312124328559096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=639312124328559096' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/639312124328559096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/639312124328559096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-miss-my-blog.html' title='I MISS MY BLOG'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-764038676391190121</id><published>2007-08-10T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T16:05:43.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VOTE!!!! DeAngelo : Making the band 4</title><content type='html'>Ok so i really don't have anything to blog about, but work is soooooooo very boring today so... i must blog about something whether&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;its crappy or not *cheesy smile*. Anyway I'm not sure how many people have been following this seasons of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Makin the Band&lt;/span&gt; , i know i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only r some of the brothers on there to die for ( well according to me), but they can BLOW. Damn there's something about men that can sing , especially &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FIONE&lt;/span&gt; men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday or was it Wednesday (IDK) Diddy had a hard time picking the band and asked us The Viewers to help him out ( like we don't know its pre-recorded , the bands been picked and he's in London fornicating with the little Brit Girl), so since i am a law abiding TV watcher i went on &lt;a href="http://www.makingtheband.mtv.com/"&gt;http://www.makingtheband.mtv.com/&lt;/a&gt; and voted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My main aim for this blog is to give u my opinion on the final 10 and BEG u guys to please go and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;vote&lt;/span&gt; for my future baby daddy &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;DeAngelo ( b/4 sunday Aug 26th)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diddy's Top 10&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/1074852246/"&gt;&lt;img height="365" alt="deangelo1" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1316/1074852246_46ce8d9574_o.jpg" width="263" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Starting with my baby daddy DeAngelo&lt;/span&gt;= I don't know but there's something about a tall, skinny, Lanky guy that turns me on ( must be a side effect of being raised in the North and being constantly exposed to mallam boys). This brother can sing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/1073990197/"&gt;&lt;img height="365" alt="jeremy2" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1351/1073990197_f6b791c164_o.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jeremy&lt;/span&gt; = he is soooooo cute and his southern accent is such a turn on. The guy from New edition ( Diddy's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; boy&lt;/span&gt; in this makin the band) told Jeremy he was beginning to look like a sex idol ,to that Mr. Jeremy replied with his southern accent " I've always been a Sex Symbol". I love me some cocky/humble men ( oh yes u can be the two).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/1074852704/"&gt;&lt;img height="365" alt="mike1" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1215/1074852704_5023e6f88c.jpg" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Big Mike&lt;/span&gt;= this dude lost hella weight so Diddy better put him in his band.This dude can &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SING &lt;/span&gt;, I get goosebumps just listening to him. Diddy is still on the fence about his appearance but even he had to admit this brother has talent. Besides his ass isn't even as fat as freakin Big Rub ( American Idol winner).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/1074852952/"&gt;&lt;img height="365" alt="qwanell1" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1239/1074852952_08d2ea58e0_o.jpg" width="345" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Qwanell&lt;/span&gt;= first and foremost i hate his name , WTH is Qwanell? Cud it be a combination of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Qwanisha and Donell&lt;/span&gt;? I swear these black folks name their kids all kinds of &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Just shoot me now" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"u've gotta be kiddin me"&lt;/span&gt; names. Off topic , i know a lady who named her daughter Jaunjaya after her baby daddy Jaun... very gay. Anyway Qwanell is such a sweety , regardless of his name. He is like the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;comic relief&lt;/span&gt; in this Making the Band . In one episode he was expressing his love for Loreanne and how he wished his girlfriend would be more like her ( &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;controlling&lt;/span&gt;) lol. Not sure if he'll be making the band but he just made my "I'm a Freaky freak" list *wink*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/1074853052/"&gt;&lt;img height="365" alt="robert1" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1006/1074853052_fefedcf39c_o.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Robert&lt;/span&gt;= This dude can sing, but OMG can anyone say &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANNOYING!!!!&lt;/span&gt; its so sad that he is sooo annoying cus he actually has the best voice on the show but lord. I wanted to slap him in the episode where he broke up with his girl( all that fucking whining). Don't know about ya'll but i don't want any more Punk Ass dude's in yet another boy group. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Cyber slap*&lt;/span&gt; to Robert ( lmao, just got that from a txt from Mari that threatened to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TXT slap&lt;/span&gt; me ... genius ,ROFL).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/1074852492/"&gt;&lt;img height="365" alt="dyshon1" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1310/1074852492_9e49f00d8c_o.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dyshon&lt;/span&gt;= yet another &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ghettofied&lt;/span&gt; name. This &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ikechukwu look-alike&lt;/span&gt; really gets on my nerves. Gosh he is even more annoying to me than Mr. Robert. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;" I wanna wear white to accentuate the black",&lt;/span&gt; shut u're damn mouth and wear all black like u're group member's ,u this tall for nothing igbo boy&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;( ok so i have no proof he's igbo but he sure looks it, he's cute so no Igbo person shud be offended oh)&lt;/span&gt;. What's with Diddy and all these whining &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;MFR's&lt;/span&gt; huh. Y do men whine anyway ? Don't they know it's unattractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/1073989917/"&gt;&lt;img height="365" alt="donnie2" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1241/1073989917_f6fa49b39f_o.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Donnie&lt;/span&gt;= Yes!!! our token white boy and the Aubrey of the group .This dude is soooo tanned and blonde , just like my home girl Aubrey was or should i say is . Anyway , I actually like dude , don't know if he's really a good singer ( just like Aubry) but he's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOT!!!(&lt;/span&gt;just like Aubrey)I know that this dude is &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;definitely already in the group&lt;/span&gt; ... come on he's white, tanned and blonde ... almost forgot his &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sexy blue eyes&lt;/span&gt; ... he is definitely in this band. Congrats to Donnie for definitely making the band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/1074853178/"&gt;&lt;img height="365" alt="willie2" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1005/1074853178_bc1179bccf_o.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Willie-&lt;/span&gt; So i saved the best or should i say the hottest for last. Jesus take the Wheel on Willie. Damn this brother can sing and he is the definition of Hot, smokin , to die for ... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;freakin gorgeous dude&lt;/span&gt; . Yes this dude is definitely Yoruba &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;( no proof but i know, i can never resist Yoruba boys)&lt;/span&gt;. Adebayo is such a hottie and will definitely be in this band. If it doesn't work out between me and DeAngelo , i will definitely be havin Willies baby so make sure u &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;vote for him too&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it from me , until next time ...like we used to say back in the days "Stay cool, don't freeze" but since i reside in the West coast and its nothing but heat right now i'll say " stay cool, and fix u're damn AC in u're car so u don't die of heat stroke" *&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;smile*&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OOOOPs i forgot these two guys oh , u know what that means they r not gonna make this band *mark my words*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/1073989641/"&gt;&lt;img height="365" alt="brianH1" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1280/1073989641_e027c19c56_o.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Brian H&lt;/span&gt;= this looser is too sexy for his own damn self tsweeeeeee. He constantly thinks people are trying to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;clown &lt;/span&gt;him. This former &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;southern dread wearin; swagger throwin thug&lt;/span&gt; got so upset with Diddy's barbers during his make ova and acted like a little&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; bitch&lt;/span&gt;. Yes Brian H i am clowning u ... so “&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Man up Chump&lt;/span&gt;". Pls this knuckle head better not be in this band oh if not i'll vex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/1074851894/"&gt;&lt;img height="365" alt="brianA2" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1009/1074851894_efabeeda37_o.jpg" width="345" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Brian A&lt;/span&gt;= u know there really isn’t anything wrong with this guy. He can sing ; he can dance but he is so &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;forgettable&lt;/span&gt;. Abeg somebody tell this married father of 3 to go home to his wife and kids (&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;according to his bio on MTV.com)&lt;/span&gt; , they definitely will neva forget him... unlike us the viewers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i'm seriously done now, have a good weekend Blogger FAM!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-764038676391190121?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/764038676391190121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=764038676391190121' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/764038676391190121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/764038676391190121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/08/vote-deangelo-making-band-4.html' title='VOTE!!!! DeAngelo : Making the band 4'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1215/1074852704_5023e6f88c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-8247678189493262130</id><published>2007-07-30T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T13:51:10.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am the Party Starter !!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>On my way to work this morning, I was listening to my not so regular radio station and they had this very interesting personality test thing going on. Well not really a personality test thing , basically they where able to tell what kind of person u where based on u’re drink of choice. Seeing that my drink of choice any day is a Long Island ice tea &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/954200895/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1312/954200895_bafc28dd3e.jpg" width="200" height="311" alt="longisland" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, I was crowned the *PARTY STARTER*, I believe they said “Long island drinkers, don’t want to spend too much time taking shot after shot. They prefer having all their shots in one drink and starting the party off right”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/954238039/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="13" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1026/954238039_7c02665e6c_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also said People who drink Rum and Coke are “people who stick to what they know (familiarity) and r not adventurous at the bar, cus they don't know what else to order”. The last one I found interesting where Martini drinkers&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/954200985/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="Martini" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1133/954200985_97e296a142_m.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They described them as normally older people( that can shack), who are almost like connoisseurs of alcoholic beverages ( i guess i might need to switch to martini's ... i wanna be a drunk... sorry typo , what i meant to say was i wanna be a connoisseur too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I totally believe I am a party starter, 4 real I’ve been outta town almost every weekend this month and I’m about to be out again this weekend 2, but this time it is WORK related. I guess that’s what happens when u’re single... right? Everyone asks u to go on suicide missions with them cus they know u r totally open on the weekends . Besides how many Law &amp; Order marathons can i possibly watch Friday thru Sunday. I can’t really even complain bout going out that much cus I’ve been hittin up some nice spots and trying new stuff, like... um... still thinking... well all u need to know is i'm trying new stuff OK . So maybe , just maybe by the end of  the summer I might actually be a connoisseur of great Bay area locations and activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, going out has put me behind schedule on a number of things in my life e.g. my laundry … yes I know I have to be more responsible, tidy and blah, blah . I’m gonna try and get back on track starting today. I will be having a tête-à-tête with my closet, it will be long, rigorous and maybe boring but I think I’ll be much happy at the end. Here is a pic of my war zone !!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/954354183/"&gt;&lt;img height="375" alt="messy" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1021/954354183_86211350d5.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; I will post what peace looks like after I attain it. I hope everyone had a good weekend and is having a fab Monday.Wish me Luck !!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-8247678189493262130?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/8247678189493262130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=8247678189493262130' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/8247678189493262130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/8247678189493262130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am-party-starter.html' title='I am the Party Starter !!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1312/954200895_bafc28dd3e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-3332138687701403348</id><published>2007-06-28T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T14:58:53.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Break!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Gosh, I just can't seem to  blog at the moment. I have a ton of stuff on my mind that simply prevents me from blogging right now , which absolutely sucks. I think I'm going to be blogger celibate for a while , just like my sex life lol ... nah, stop laughing I'm serious. So lets just say when I eventually get laid ...so sorry i mean ... a little more fulfilled this summer , then I'll blog again. Ciao my blogville family ( until further notice).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-3332138687701403348?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/3332138687701403348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=3332138687701403348' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/3332138687701403348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/3332138687701403348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/06/break.html' title='Break!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-2561648946303848187</id><published>2007-06-13T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T08:02:02.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NIGERICAN OUT!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/546050988/"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="jennifer_hudson" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1329/546050988_4697f3576c_o.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yes i am the Jennifer Hudson of Blogger Idol, so please watch out for my Oscar winning role coming soon. I've been asked to star in a Nigerian musical titled " Dreamy Women"Part 1 &amp; 2... A hit in the making.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all i would like to thank Pink &amp;amp; Opeke for such a wonderful experience.It was truly fun hustling for votes and singing of course, that was really a first lol. I want to thank all my blogger buddies starting with : Mari, Destiny, OWNB, blahnikdiva and the lot that voted for me (no vex if u're name no dey abeg, thank you too). Thank u too Judges for u're honest opinions .Cheeterah ROCKS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thanks everyone once again&lt;/span&gt; ( the support was great). Big ups to Naijadude, i liked u're song babe. I recorded Eldee's Champion song yesterday as my new anthem( because of course una know say i be ultimate champion) but i guess i pressed thw WRONG button again... what's up with that? Anyway i might do it again when i get off work and so it might be available for u're listening pleasure. That's all from me Folks .Ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sing-a-long &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clap una hands now me say clap una hands &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nigerican&lt;/span&gt;..number 1 i be the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;champion&lt;/span&gt; none o' dem fit to pose any competition emi le n le men, oo so fun wan?&lt;br /&gt;Clap una hands now me say clap una hands &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nigerican&lt;/span&gt;..number 1 i be the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;champion&lt;/span&gt; none o' dem fit to pose any competition emi le n le men, jen fi ye wan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hausa)&lt;br /&gt;ga ni anan zan fara da waka in mun basu wuri sai su bata shi yaka sa muka dawo da sauti Nigerican...wan da bai so,..ubanshi mutani'n mu, ku taka rawa daga Bauchi da Jos, zuwa Kaduna,da Abuja, da Kano, har da BLOGVille,yaushe za mu tashi, biyar da rabi{ni ne Madam pata pata, shugaba'n kasa (kasa) ,ni ne Madam pata pata shugaba'n kasa (kasa).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-2561648946303848187?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/2561648946303848187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=2561648946303848187' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/2561648946303848187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/2561648946303848187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/06/nigerican-out.html' title='NIGERICAN OUT!!!!'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-4726656746318334845</id><published>2007-06-13T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T13:41:13.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A quick blog to remind u guys to VOTE!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well tonight it will be the end of the 1st round and u're girl ( me!!!!!), might get the boot if u guys don't vote. Vote , Vote and vote until u can vote no more. I was unable to tell my friends to raid the Internet cafe to vote for me because if i did after this idol thingy I'd have to shut my blog down ( u know what i mean).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things u will have if u vote for Nigerican:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beautiful children&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Good health &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fantastic Career&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fantastic love life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;And Lastly ,hmm... i didn't wanna go there but... U guys know i have the hookup with the Big guy upstairs ... yes he is actually my father ( altho alot of peeps like to claim him as well) and i believe i might be able to secure spots for u folks( only if u vote) in our luxury getaway called Heaven.So if u r interested in going there someday VOTE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;VOTE now so i can work on u're spots via prayer( that's the best way to reach my dad, because his cell phones always busy) , i need to see how many people would like a spot so I'll be checking the voting polls( regularly if i might add. Right now only 14 peeps are interested , come on now i know there's more.VOTE,VOTE, VOTE NIgerican&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Disclaimer: not everyone who votes can be admitted into heaven for reasons best known to them and The Big Guy( sorry i have the hookups , but i ain't got it like that).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-4726656746318334845?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/4726656746318334845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=4726656746318334845' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/4726656746318334845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/4726656746318334845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/06/vote.html' title='A quick blog to remind u guys to VOTE!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-3408874619204381720</id><published>2007-06-11T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T12:17:00.453-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nigerican Rocks'/><title type='text'>BE POSITIVE (more importantly vote)</title><content type='html'>The real title for this post shud be DAMMIT!!!!!!!! OMG u guys , i pressed the wrong button .Instead of '3' for re-record , i pressed '1' for send aaaaaaaarrrrrrrrgghh shoot me please.Anywho ces't la vie , i guess I'll just go to bed and have nightmares about the number one .However, if u guys wanna make me feel better *pouty lip* you will know what to do when the time is right . In the mean time , here's a pic of what i wore to the parry(my gnash looks smaller because i pulled the freakin dress down :) ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/541021312/"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="me1" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1155/541021312_80fd42c861.jpg" width="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i didn't get to wear my original dress because u'rs truly didn't have patience to go to Guess. Besides I'm so glad i didn't wear my "wud be very nice dress", because some people that could not read or just felt too big to wear Black &amp;amp; White, showed up in freakin colors. Well its 2:56am ,so i think my job is done here.Remember folks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roses are Red,&lt;br /&gt;Violets are blue,&lt;br /&gt;If u &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VOTE&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ME,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cyber Kiss&lt;/span&gt; U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a poet and didn't know it LMAO.Nigerican Rocks remember that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-3408874619204381720?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/3408874619204381720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=3408874619204381720' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/3408874619204381720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/3408874619204381720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/06/be-positive-more-importantly-vote.html' title='BE POSITIVE (more importantly vote)'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1155/541021312_80fd42c861_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-3101813891545393331</id><published>2007-06-09T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T15:19:00.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOGVILLE IDOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>This is gonna be hot; it's gonna be fun but more importantly its gonna be the shit cus your girls in it ( i have to stay positive u know *wink*). So u know what that means everyone ... infact as u just clicked on this page ,unknowingly to u u have just signed a contract that no matter how i sound u r going to vote for me or else i gain possession of u're SOUL ( joking, it is not that serious). For real tho , we r gonna have a good time . Check out the page &lt;a href="http://blogvillepopidols.blogspot.com/search/label/BlogVille%20Idols"&gt;http://blogvillepopidols.blogspot.com/search/label/BlogVille%20Idols&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And remember folks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/537830505/"&gt;&lt;img height="264" alt="vote" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1058/537830505_d6b9267012_o.jpg" width="345" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-3101813891545393331?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/3101813891545393331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=3101813891545393331' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/3101813891545393331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/3101813891545393331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/06/blogville-idol.html' title='BLOGVILLE IDOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-8565705728956848235</id><published>2007-06-07T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T15:16:06.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel like a Chocolate Chip cookie!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/535182387/"&gt;&lt;img height="333" alt="mydress" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1251/535182387_55ee22c366_o.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;parry&lt;/span&gt; this weekend. Ok i know its not the first &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;parry&lt;/span&gt; ( yes i said parry) I'm going to of the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;summer&lt;/span&gt; , but its the first with a theme ( Black and white) .That's the dress i want to wear, altho i'm not sure if the dots are black or grey.Anyway i intend on doing my own &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red carpet&lt;/span&gt; evaluation of clothing at the party, under'G' moves of course .So I'll be taking a lot of pics of peoples ensembles and rating them right here , on this very blog . I can't wait till Saturday.&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Oh yeah and i can't wait to sing my heart out on blogger Idols.&lt;/span&gt; Blog u later blogger buddies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-8565705728956848235?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/8565705728956848235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=8565705728956848235' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/8565705728956848235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/8565705728956848235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-feel-like-chocolate-chip-cookie.html' title='I feel like a Chocolate Chip cookie!!!'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-8837167305875790598</id><published>2007-06-04T15:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T16:55:08.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Friday( wrote this on Friday but todays monday  , so Happy Monday)</title><content type='html'>Happy Friday Blogger Buddies .Gosh am I glad my day is almost over. I’ve been entering data all day that I’ve begun to hallucinate sef. I must have blacked out for a minute but was abruptly brought back to my senses when I thot I saw a mini truck turning into my cubie (only I have such weird hallucinations). Anywho, Lately I’ve been talking alot about my past relationships and trying to make sense of them. I came up with a reason why they probably all failed …, I’ve been settling. One of my ex’s , whose kinda like a best friend now and who if I might add is super religious , told me to write down exactly what I want my man to be like and mail it to God (no joke , he actually ate his list and now he’s getting married next year). So the other night I was on the phone with one of my buddies and we actually began to compile my list and I must say even tho we where kinda joking I’m so serious about this my list oh. I refuse to settle anymore, I don’t care if it’ll take me forever to find this guy but I’d rather wait than waste my freakin time. He doesn’t have to posses all these qualities but let’s say the more he possesses the better our chances.No more 90-10 factor here( for those of u who are unfamiliar with that factor, it is when u focus on 10% of his good traits and ignore 90% of his obviously bad traits, so you don't feel guilty being involved with him). So here goes a list of some of the things i would like my next and hopefully last guy to posses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Custom Made By Me for Me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tall&lt;/span&gt;- being able to look up to my man is such a turn on. He doesn’t have to be a giant, but he’s gotta be taller than me in my stilettos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Good Dress sense/ Smell&lt;/span&gt; - I’m putting these two together cus they both deal with hygiene, he’s gotta be hygienic. He doesn’t have to be a Metro sexual (although that wud be an ubber +), just clean.He's gotta be fly, cus u'res truly stays fly. No saggy pants please, I do however, love a man in tight jeans.Pls no BO or MO, lets pop a mint and spray on some Ralph Lauren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Financial Stability&lt;/span&gt;- I’m not asking him to spend money on me, I know he will and vice- versa. However, I want him to have money for himself because there is nothing more unattractive than a man complaining about being broke. We all have our broke days but if his broke day is everyday, he should endeavor to keep that bad luck away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Family Oriented&lt;/span&gt;- not to the point of obsession( no mama's boys), but a man who loves and respects his family will definitely have no problem joining mine because i do come from a close knit Fam myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;God Fearing&lt;/span&gt;- I’m not into holy rollers at all, but I want a man who knows and respects God. Maybe someone who can encourage me to grow spiritually without trying to convert me into one of those scary church fanatics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Education&lt;/span&gt;- no more men with only high school degrees. He will need to posses or be in the process of getting a BA or Bs. Shoot if he has his PhD, we will really be in business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Unrestricted Movement&lt;/span&gt;- basically he has to own a good, functional car or motorcycle etc. It doesn’t have to be a Bentley, it could be my Esther for all I care (My Chevy). I’m just tired of excuses as to why we have to use my car or why I have to drive 3hrs to visit you or why he needs to have access to my spare key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Mindset&lt;/span&gt;- This guy has to have his mind right, in other words knows what he wants, where he would like to be in at least 5yrs and posses realistic goals. I'm so tired of confused guys who want to make the MONEY but have no plans as to how , or see themselves still working for the man and living comfortably with heckka roommates in an apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Understanding&lt;/span&gt;- I really need an understanding man oh. Someone who understands that i'm not u're typical girl, and i'm definitely not u're typical Nigerian girl and can never be ( nothing wrong being a typical Naija girl). He must understand i stay thinking outside the box because i'm allergic to 4 corners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Anti-Jealous&lt;/span&gt;- I know there's no word like that but i know i can't stand a jealous man oh. Some babes say its because he cares , i say that's bullshit.Don't be jealous of my guy friends, u r my boyfriend they know that and u know that so just freakin trust me. Don't say i'm paying too much attention to my girlfriends and ignoring u after we just spent the whole weekend together(give me a freakin break).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;No Whiners&lt;/span&gt;- only whine if u're expecting me to give u some cheese to go with it. I hate whining men. Just because i said i want a man who is in tune with his emotions ,doesn't mean i want a professional whiner, so not attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Must Posses Bodily Function etiquette&lt;/span&gt;- ok, i admit i can be nasty at times but the last thing i need is a man with no manners at all. If u burp, please say excuse me; If u fart ( i know u can't run out of the room all the time and i rather be warned than surprised) , please say excuse me or oops my bad( we can laugh and move on, only if it was funny tho).However, what i hate is when dude sits there quietly like nothing just happened,because that normally means i have to do two of the following: Say something like "Excuse you, that was so rude", or act like nothing happened either while cursing u out in my head " This idiot knows he just messed and he's just sitting down with his big head not even saying anything ,stupid guy...arrrgh , i just wanna slap him".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Culture&lt;/span&gt;- i would love to be with a man that can understand my culture, I would love to be with a Nigerian Man BUT i'm not sure how possible this might be. I do however, would like a man that has some cultural background or at least makes an attempt to learn about mine, i might even allow him to ask a stupid question or two but i will not tolerate excessive stupid questions when books and the net are readily available to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Humor&lt;/span&gt;- i love a guy with a sense of humor.He must be able to laugh at himself sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Listens &amp; Talks&lt;/span&gt;- a guy who can express himself is such a turn on. He should be able to tell me what's wrong with him; ask for help (of course without whining). I need someone who can listen , i mean really listen and not pretend like he is just to shut me up.I equally want to be able to talk to him and ask for advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sex&lt;/span&gt;-it would be nice if he's mastered this art form .I'll leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Honest&lt;/span&gt;- There's nothing sexier than honesty.It is easy to gain trust, but difficult to gain it back after it is lost. An honest relationship is a healthy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are just a few of the must have qualities my next beaux MUST HAVE or BE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have posted a lovely Neyo song to accompany my post.This is what i want me and my man (when i eventually meet him) to base our relationship on, and that is Makin it work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wL4GfhTnJHU" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-8837167305875790598?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/8837167305875790598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=8837167305875790598' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/8837167305875790598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/8837167305875790598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/06/ne-yo-make-it-work.html' title='Happy Friday( wrote this on Friday but todays monday  , so Happy Monday)'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-1296612227896856391</id><published>2007-05-29T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T11:07:16.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm BACK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/520262921/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 212px; HEIGHT: 217px" height="123" alt="clubbing" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/202/520262921_7fec8a5bee_o.jpg" width="94" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, I have missed blogging soooooooooo much and my blogger buddies. I hope everyone enjoyed the long weekend, I know I did. Mine started on Friday and I partied like a Rock Star from Friday till Sunday which technically became Monday morning. Now I’m in my cubie half dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve never really been a hardcore partier but my semester just finished and for those of u that remember, the bf and I have parted ways as well ( 2mths now). I was sooo toasted on Saturday , I thot I was gonna die on Sunday ( well I’m exaggerating with the dieing ish ) . I couldn’t lie down, I couldn’t stay sitting up, couldn’t eat and couldn’t throw up. I felt like pooh and vowed neva to drink again but that lasted up until 10pm when I had a shot at reggae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reggae was an adventure in itself. I was harassed by fugly men, who kept insisting that they get a dance with me (like eeww). My little cute husband, who is only 20 was at the club as well (illegally if I might add) and helped me ward off the obnoxious men by pretending to be my boo. My baby husband is very smart because he used that assisting me, to spend the whole evening with moi (how adorable). There was some sort of he/she there that was dancing so provocatively. He/she kept laying on the floor, exposing her flat belly (which I would like to posses one day), licking her fingers and rubbing her well tucked dick/pussy. It was soooo nasty. What was nastier though, was when this guy I’ll call “Fine Ass Brother” proceeded to dry F@#K her/him on the dance floor. It was soooo serious, where her hair and her weave met even stood up oh. When “Fine Ass Brother” was done dancing or ‘F’ing him/her, dudes where hailing him and shit. One of his homeboys walked up behind him and informed him he had been dancing with, and I quote “a Nigga” (u know my nosy ass). OMG “Fine ass Brother” was so pissed, he started yelling with this disgusted look on his face (haha probably because he got a hard-on from another boy). To make matters worse one of my homegirls whose husbands cousin had tried to get with the he/she b/4 , went to Fine Ass Brother to confirm that the shemale was packin ( stupid girl, think she was trying to get us beat up by a shemale). By this time “FAB“was on full boiling mode oh and that was my cue to bounce. We took off to the car and where out. Well I didn’t just run like that oh , of course I made sure my baby husband knew what was up and informed his own crew that it was time to get up outta that joint before anything happens ( you know prevention is better than cure oh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sooo glad to be back in blogsville, I’m so behind on some peeps so I better get to filling myself in Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-1296612227896856391?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/1296612227896856391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=1296612227896856391' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/1296612227896856391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/1296612227896856391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m BACK'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-314711627384923637</id><published>2007-05-09T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T15:28:37.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My head HURTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I miss blogging sooooooooooo bad , thank goodness the semester is almost over.&lt;br /&gt;So my marketing teacher and i had a one on one and she said i was failing because i hadn't turned in all my assignments she gave the class before i joined ( i was a late add). She decided to bless me with a gift , she gave me a chance to do all these damn marketing papers and turn them in to her yesterday. Oh yah and she told me the reason she was good with my name was because " i always remember my students of colour because , u know like the red egg on the text book ... u stand out. Its to u're advantage i think" , I hope that means she's gonna give me at least a C because i just found out i didn't need her boring ass 6pm - 8:50pm class anyway. Well i have a presentation tomorrow so i better get back to that.I'll be back as soon as i have a very good breather. Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-314711627384923637?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/314711627384923637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=314711627384923637' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/314711627384923637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/314711627384923637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-miss-blogging-sooooooooooo-bad-thank.html' title='My head HURTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-575326249390458411</id><published>2007-04-25T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T11:53:39.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOODBYE</title><content type='html'>Yes i have to say goodbye, i have peaked and i need to continue my life without u all, it was fun while it lasted.  I must admit, i will not miss any of u. It has been almost a year and i have nothing positive to say about all this . So Goodbye ,Goodbye... WISDOM TEETH ( all 3 being pulled on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;), Goodbye. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Thot&lt;/span&gt; i was saying goodbye to blogging huh, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LMAO&lt;/span&gt; nope just my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wisdom&lt;/span&gt; teeth) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get my wisdom teeth pulled on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; @ 9:30am .Wish me luck and weight loss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.My friend said she lost 10 pound after they pulled her teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to Asia on her win , she is the new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;PCD&lt;/span&gt;. She was the lucky one who found her inner doll ( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;whatever&lt;/span&gt; that is).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-575326249390458411?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/575326249390458411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=575326249390458411' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/575326249390458411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/575326249390458411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/04/goodbye.html' title='GOODBYE'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-5226038077484455265</id><published>2007-04-11T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T15:58:18.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the era of NO Cell Phones</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/455878938/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 254px; HEIGHT: 190px" height="140" alt="no cell phone" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/194/455878938_1e9a4e2fa3_o.jpg" width="140" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my teen hood in Naija would have been totally awesome, had &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I owned a cell phone&lt;/span&gt;. Not to say it was boring or anything , as a matter of fact it was so eventful it’s scary to think of in my old age ( lol, I’m only 23). All I’m saying is that having a cell would have made my life, my SUICIDE MISSIONS and many other things easier. Lying to the Parentals would have been made so easy, imagine calling them from wherever you are and saying “me and the driver r in traffic oh”. My bestest and I (Thelma and Louise), like two weeks ago spent a long time on the phone reminiscing and cracking up about “the era of no cell phones”. Anyway u know I had to do this …, yes here goes another LIST. This one is called:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHIT I WOULD HAVE GOTTEN AWAY WITH IN NAIJA, IF ONLY I HAD A CELL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Making out with JH In his car&lt;/span&gt;- OMG &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;if we had cell phones&lt;/span&gt; , my girls could have called to tell me my dad had come earlier to pick us up from the party and my pops wouldn’t have seen his last born, making out with a boy and then crawling out of homeboys car( yes i was busted) , after I almost shat in my pants out of fear that my dad might start decking me right infront of my boyfriend (altho my dad is so not violent) . We would have also avoided all the name calling and accusations of me being a prostitute by my father (can’t believe my ass didn’t get beat sef). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Miss A’s Suicide mission with STRANGERS&lt;/span&gt;- yes sweets I’m blogging about u. I call these peeps strangers, because till today I’m not sure who she went yawo with. I specifically told her NOT to lie with my name cus I had a feeling her mom would call my house looking for her, and Miss A said “Haba, when Has my momsi ever called u’re house to look for me.She won’t call trust me”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ring, Ring, Ring&lt;br /&gt;Nigerican: Hello&lt;br /&gt;A’s Momsi: Hello my dear, where is A?&lt;br /&gt;(OMG, this girl used my name. Think fast, think fast)&lt;br /&gt;Nigerican: She just left with the driver.&lt;br /&gt;A’s Momsi: Ok, greet u’re mommy.&lt;br /&gt;Nigerican: Ok, goodnight aunty&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If only we had cell phones&lt;/span&gt;, I would have called Miss A and told her to haul ass and get home cus her Momsi is looking for her , BUT we didn’t have phones so this is what happened:&lt;br /&gt;(AN HOUR GOES BY , WITH THE SUPPORT &amp;amp; ADVISE FROM NG, and scared that if Miss A never came back her blood would be on my hands for lying)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ring, Ring, Ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nigerican:&lt;/span&gt; Good evening Aunty,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A’s Momsi&lt;/span&gt;: R u sure u’re driver is bringing her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nigerican&lt;/span&gt;: Aunty , I’m sorry … but I don’t know where Miss A is ( trying so hard cus my mom was in an ear shot , and would surely kick my ass if she knew what was up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A’s Momsi&lt;/span&gt;: so u lied to me ehn, u r a very bad girl. I want to talk to u’re mommy NOW.&lt;br /&gt;(Shit not my mom… faster, faster …think!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nigerican:&lt;/span&gt; she’s sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A’s Momsi&lt;/span&gt;- I’m disappointed in you … CLICK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(I’m shocked Miss A’s ass didn’t get beat either, and her Momsi never told my parents .Its easier to lie to u’re own parents but so difficult to lie to someone else’s, I felt like a liar for the first time)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Embarrassing Mom moments&lt;/span&gt;- I know that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;if I had a cell phone&lt;/span&gt; my mother could have utilized it in calling me instead of yelling my name like a mad woman. I remember when it was time to come in after playing &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;( I’d stay an extra hour cus I was cool like that, and loved to break curfew)&lt;/span&gt; , u’d hear my mom yell “Nigerican, Nigerican get u’re butt in here right now, I know u see the time “, I’d say to my posse “ tswee fashi her jare, when she’s tired she’ll stop yelling.” (I was soooo funky mehn!!!) “Don’t let me call u again Young lady, NIGERICAN”. So fucking embarrassing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*“Small Madame, u’re friend wan reton u’re text book”-&lt;/span&gt; Yes, we all had that cool security guard .You’d tell him u’re expecting a visitor and he’d be on point when they came. Damn, I don’t know how many text books I got returned to me @ 8pm Lol. See &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;if I had a cell phone&lt;/span&gt; , I wouldn’t need all those books returned , infact my parents would have been amazed with the decline of late night book returns .It would take one phone call, flash or what have u and I would be out the door like the invisible man meets James Bond. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;2 sneak out or Not 2 sneak out:&lt;/span&gt; There was a time me and the bestest wanted to go clubbing real bad, so we arranged a ride and every thing. I was spending the night at her house so we decided we where gonna sneak out( we thot we had seen a light shine , so off we went on our adventure). Easy huh… so we thot. My bestest folks sleep with their bedroom door open, so we decided to be extra quiet sneaking past their room ,go out thru the kitchen door and thru the back gate where the guys would be waiting ( sounded great). First we made it past her parents room (easy) , out the kitchen door (easier) then all of a sudden something we didn’t plan for… the &lt;strong&gt;DOGS&lt;/strong&gt;. They rushed towards us and started barking like crazy, I started laughing out of fear and I had to retreat. Miss A continued on our quest, on reaching the gate however she realized the guys weren’t there forcing her to retreat as well. Once she made it safely back into the room and we where having a good laugh at our ordeal, the LIGHTS Flashed ( the guys where here). &lt;strong&gt;PSHHHHHH FUCK THAT&lt;/strong&gt;, the first great escape was enough for us plus we where exhausted so we went to bed. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If we had a cell phone&lt;/span&gt; we wouldn’t have needed our practice/mock escape, cus we would have known when they where out there. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;C’est La vie.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Late Night talks with boo-&lt;/span&gt;did u ever turn u’re parents ringer &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;off,&lt;/span&gt; so when the phone rang late at night they wouldn’t get it? Well I did , until my mother busted me&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;( she was such a great detective btw) &lt;/span&gt;.I was just gisting away one late night/ early momo with my boo( very illegal moves btw), all of a sudden I hear this voice on the other line , “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;U must have lost u’re mind, get off this phone right now”&lt;/span&gt; Y does she always have to shame someone ehn .Anyway I always tried to negotiate with my mom &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ ok, I’m getting off”&lt;/span&gt;, in hopes that she would hang up so I can apologize to boo and bid him farewell properly… She never did, so I’d just hung up. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If I had my own cell phone&lt;/span&gt; I would have talked all night long in the privacy of my room, instead of illegally hiding in the living room and pulling our long as phone wire to one corner (Damn Miss A we had some good times with that green phone huh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anywho I can’t think of anymore ways a cell phone could have improved my teenage days, although I know there are a lot more. Now a cell phone is a pain in the ass because folks call u 24/7 ,especially peeps in Naija who must think its always daytime in America cus they all ask that dumb question &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“ u r still sleeping @ this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;time”&lt;/span&gt; WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-5226038077484455265?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/5226038077484455265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=5226038077484455265' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/5226038077484455265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/5226038077484455265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/04/in-era-of-cell-phones.html' title='In the era of NO Cell Phones'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-6851162950935738807</id><published>2007-03-27T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T00:17:46.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little Pink book Under my bed II</title><content type='html'>Well i've decided to continue down memory lane with my journal from way back , so today's entry was entered into my journal on November 23, 1999( decided to jump to later years cus the earlier years are quite embarrassing). Remember no editing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nov 23, 1999&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness i can't remember the last time i wrote in you , but it can't be that long because i'm still going out with &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;S.B.&lt;/span&gt; I don't feel for him like i did before but i'm finding it hard to break up with him, why i don't know. I really like &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;J.H,&lt;/span&gt; he is very handsome and has an even more interesting mind than &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;S.B.&lt;/span&gt; He is 17 and in s.s.3, tall,very skinny, fair in complextion infact he is gorgeous.The first time i had a crush on him it seemed like "A" had a crush on him too , so i chilled. She is in love with A.I now she no longer has a crush on &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;J.H &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a problem though , i can never go out with &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;J.H&lt;/span&gt; because i heard he behaves like a creep to his girlfriends and even if that isn't true i still would never date him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G's birthday was on Friday and i had a nice time.It was also &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;S.B's&lt;/span&gt; birthday but i haven't spoken to him in 4 days and i don't miss him ( his clock is running out).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The boys in my class are so wicked they make fun of anyone and anything and this really upsets me sometimes even though i know they respect me and claim not to laugh and talk about me ,I wonder how true that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.D really likes OG , toooo bad , i really hope he doesn't like her and if he does he's a real fool.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnite my Pink book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Grown thoths:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;that was really mean of me to hope OG didn't like J.D , who like cares!!!! i mean who really cares about OG and J.D &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*roll eyes*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LOL i ended up breaking up with S.B and dating J.H for a year and some change&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;J.H really turned out to be a jerk but he was a mighty FIONE jerk ( good lord that boy was hot)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Found out my set boys called me "seat Warmer" cus my as was supposedly big and warmed whatever seat i sat on , soo much for respecting me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;p.s. i must admit i fill a guilty pleasure void when i read my ever so childish journal but i love it . Hope u're enjoying my entries too. Till next time Ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-6851162950935738807?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/6851162950935738807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=6851162950935738807' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/6851162950935738807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/6851162950935738807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-little-pink-book-under-my-bed-ii.html' title='My little Pink book Under my bed II'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-7202019702374679838</id><published>2007-03-26T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T02:41:55.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thots after Clubbing as a SINGLE lady.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sooooooo&lt;/span&gt; random, and might be viewed as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gross&lt;/span&gt; but i can't help it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; , i just got home from the club and i had to go to the loo. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;GOOOOOOOOOSSSSHHH&lt;/span&gt; it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;soooooooo&lt;/span&gt; good ..., don't be grossed out i just peed.  i know , Y am i blogging about it? well because i realized that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sometimes&lt;/span&gt; peeing is way better than sex , that is it feels &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt; good especially after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;u've&lt;/span&gt; held it for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; long .Well those are all my random &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;thots&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tonite&lt;/span&gt;. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt; have to be up in 3hrs for work and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; here blogging &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;. Please pray i don't have to use one of my few remaining sick days &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;oohhh&lt;/span&gt;. Two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;long islands&lt;/span&gt; and one Washington apple later , i bid thee all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;goodnite&lt;/span&gt;. Oh by the way JACK in the CRACK has some bomb as Chicken bites , and they r open 24/7 .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-7202019702374679838?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/7202019702374679838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=7202019702374679838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/7202019702374679838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/7202019702374679838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/03/random-thots-after-clubbing-as-single.html' title='Random thots after Clubbing as a SINGLE lady.'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-2601756163348024219</id><published>2007-03-15T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T23:19:07.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Pink Book under my bed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I used to write in a journal, long before this blogging thing started. However, writing in my journal has not been done in a hot minute. Anyway i was reading my journal the other day and couldn't believe all the stuff i was writing. Some stuff made me laugh , some made me think and others made me cry. A lot of people have begged to read my journal, i have even had to WWF some people to cease back my journal from them. I mean why r people so curious , soooo nosy *roll eyes*. Anyway i've decided to enter a couple of my journal entries cus i think it will be fun to read , besides i have nothing else to blog about. OOOH i was thinking...., maybe i can add a portion called GROWN THOTS u know cus i'm grown now , get it lol. Oh well i'm doing it anyway cus this is my blogg *big GRIN*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DEC 30th ,1998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today E left for the US and mommy escorted her to Lagos. I stayed in KD at Ms. D's house.  We where suppose to go to the cinema today, but this is the second time we are being fucked up by the people that are suppose to be giving us a ride, anyway me and Ms. D are lucky cus we already changed our mind about going so that was a big relief. I saw I.T today , that's E's husband to be guess he didn't make it to Lagos as promised, E must have felt bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I called Kelvin today, it seemed like he was trying to make moves on me , that's alright though cus he's super fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mom's coming back on the 31st of DEC with daddy , so we can spend New Years together. I hope she was joking when she said i was grounded and couldn't go out next week , because its M's party next week and i just can't miss it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GROWN THOTS&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I know me and the bestest where pissed we got stood up , yah right we changed our mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*SUPER YUCK* Kelvin turned out to be a COUSIN eeewwwwww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Can't believe i ever got grounded and to make matters worse I freakin wrote it in my journal (so dorky lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Ok, so i know the first one is a bit dry but keep in mind i was .....? Ok i'm 23 in 2007 so that would make me ...? in 1998 , shit i can't think right now but i was very young .Until my next journal entry , i bid thee farewell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-2601756163348024219?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/2601756163348024219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=2601756163348024219' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/2601756163348024219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/2601756163348024219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-little-pink-book-under-my-bed.html' title='My Little Pink Book under my bed.'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-8465017694570910762</id><published>2007-02-26T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T22:48:33.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging Withdrawal</title><content type='html'>I wanna blog so bad, but i have no time( this blog thing is like crack, damn u MARI).I've been busy since my birthday ahhhhhhhhhhhh. I attended a wedding with the boyfriend(whom i must say has started getting annoying), i hosted my schools ASA event on Saturday (which was a blast) ,and now i have 2days to be out of my apartment and into my new one. I really need to wash my hair tonite, i also have to study for my Mngmt 120 class and i keep trying to remember not to forget Americas Next top Model on Wednesday.So u see this is y i haven't blogged but i promise to blog again as soon as i am moved into my new apartment and my Comcast is hooked up , so hopefully by Sunday Insha Allah i can blog again. Alright blogger buddies &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wish me luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;                                   &lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/404347207/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 304px; HEIGHT: 236px" height="225" alt="stresskitty" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/134/404347207_b5763bb7c1_o.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratomatoes to a certain blogger about a certain somthing .Don't know if i have permission to post about it BUT " i'm so excited and i just can't hide it , i'm about to loose control and i think i like it "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-8465017694570910762?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/8465017694570910762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=8465017694570910762' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/8465017694570910762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/8465017694570910762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/02/blogging-withdrawal.html' title='Blogging Withdrawal'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-5097851718967541294</id><published>2007-02-15T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T22:47:24.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They Hit Ester!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Can u Imagine that stupid little boy, I don't care if he was sorry (rubbish) all i know is that he hit my poor Ester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how it went down, on Thursday at 2:56pm i was driving around in the mall parking lot looking for parking.I had come to purchase a gold clutch and some gold stilettos(I'll post 'em ,they are so cute). Anyway i spotted a great spot right next to the Macy's entrance (gosh i was so excited , soooo close to the mall). Then this young man who had rushed to the mall to see Paul Wall(abi that's how u spell his name)decided to drive right into Ester, yes oh, drive right into her. OMG i was sooo mad i just started yelling at him, "what the fuck is wrong with u?", "r u blind?" OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH i was so mad especially since I've never been in an accident before.Anyway the little boy apologised ,so i felt guilty being rude to him and of course i had to match his polite attitude .We did the whole insurance thing and then we parted ways.Now Esters door cannot close completely and all he fucking lost was his front licence plate.Anyway i'm too mad to type self so i'll just go to bed .&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Happy Early 23 Birthday&lt;/span&gt; too me ,and i hope u guys have a good weekend .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Disclaimer: This might be viewed as a stereotype but i must ask all of u to avoid Asian drivers this weekend if possible this is for u're cars own good .Thank You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-5097851718967541294?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/5097851718967541294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=5097851718967541294' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/5097851718967541294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/5097851718967541294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/02/they-hit-ester.html' title='They Hit Ester!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-7420010124182969561</id><published>2007-02-08T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T10:37:33.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Stay Awake in class : ).</title><content type='html'>Ok so I’ve been back in school for about 2 weeks and let me say these have been the hardest two weeks of my life. Trying to stay awake in class is a real bitch, I got so used to just going to work @ 8:30am (I do African time, so I roll up in there @ 9:30 sometimes lol) and going home @ 5pm and chillin. Now I gotta wake up at 5am to get ready for my 7:30am class aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh. So anyway I’ve really been finding it hard to stay awake during lectures, so I decided to come up with a list of things u can do to stay awake in class, here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/384311628/"&gt;&lt;img height="375" alt="sleepinboi" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/175/384311628_3d3ce61fac.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Slap&lt;/span&gt; u’reself, make sure u do it sooo hard that it shocks u outta u’re sleep (who cares if dude sitting next to u thinks u’re weird, after all u’re not going to school because of him).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Chew &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;gum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Sit at the back of the class, so if need be u can stand up (if u’re professor has a problem with this explain to him that u forgot to use u’re &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;preparation H&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Keep a &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;bottle of water&lt;/span&gt;/ coffee next to u, anytime u feel like u’re drifting Take a sip.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Hold u’re eyelids wide open with u’re fingers (once again if dude sitting next to u thinks u’re weird, act weird and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;stare&lt;/span&gt; at him the whole class all the while holding u’re eyelids open).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Text message a buddy ,telling them how boring u’re class is, hope they r bored in their class as well so u guys can have a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;text convo&lt;/span&gt; about nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Go for a &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;brisk&lt;/span&gt; walk in the corridor ,that does the trick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Stare at some of the weird folks in class and wander what their thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Stare at the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cute guy/girl&lt;/span&gt; and imagine how it would be if u where he or she’s girlfriend/boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Chew some more gum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And lastly, when all else fails there is number:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Put her head down and take a couple of minutes, after all u deserve it u’ve gone thru numbers 1 to 10 and u’re ass just can’t take it anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-7420010124182969561?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/7420010124182969561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=7420010124182969561' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/7420010124182969561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/7420010124182969561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/02/how-to-stay-awake-in-class.html' title='How to Stay Awake in class : ).'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/175/384311628_3d3ce61fac_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-5513337144997939851</id><published>2007-02-04T02:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T03:16:27.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TO MATT, THE BRAVEST OF THEM ALL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/379071086/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 164px; HEIGHT: 155px" height="135" alt="saintg" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/134/379071086_3b816ba181_o.jpg" width="91" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U didn’t know me, we weren’t even friends and yet I cried when they told me u where gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could u leave?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U’re my age, u’re my time, u’re this era u’re 23 dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to come visit u, u probably would have wondered who this little black girl is coming to kick it with u in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But u see I knew u, I knew u because of every email u’re mother sent to OHR about u’re progress in the hospital. Sometimes I’d read the whole thing, other times I couldn’t bear to read how much pain and suffering u were going thru,why couldn’t it just leave u alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted u to come home as much as u wanted it, and I cried harder than u when the doctors said u couldn’t be home for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U where strong and made it home this year, I could tell from u’re moms email u where way excited and I was excited too, she mentioned Cody the dog was as excited as u too lol, but I know u’re mom was nervous it was written all over her face and in her email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rode the elevator down with her one day and I asked about u, I really wanted to visit u, even though we weren’t friends. Today they told me u fought hard but u got tired, you where brave and made that final decision. My heart broke at the news and I cried and I cry as I write this now. I hope u’re departure was not too painful and I hope u’re happy now. I’m so glad u made it home this year, I'm happier to know u’re home for eternity. I’ll say a prayer for u tonight, a 23 year old boy who remained strong through out that cancer fight. Even though u didn’t know me and we where never friends I just want u to know , I love you. R.I.P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-5513337144997939851?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/5513337144997939851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=5513337144997939851' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/5513337144997939851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/5513337144997939851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/02/to-matt-bravest-of-them-all.html' title='TO MATT, THE BRAVEST OF THEM ALL.'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-2992016177254778817</id><published>2007-01-18T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T19:22:24.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NAIJA MUSIC !!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; Naija music, infact I now consider myself to be a &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Naija Music Junkie&lt;/span&gt; .Every time I go home I try to buy as many Naija Cd’s as possible ,I’ve even gotten my non-Nigerian friends into this Naija movement thingy ,believe me its funny and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;SCARY&lt;/span&gt; hearing a Senegalese girl singing Styl-plus’s Olufunmi and attempting to speak Yoruba lol. However, like every good thing there are bad things ,things that make u wanna &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sow u’re ears shut or simply cut em off &lt;/span&gt;because of the out of key atrocity disguised as Music that have offended your hearing mechanism( Ears). So I have taken it upon myself to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;save&lt;/span&gt; as many people as I can from making the same mistake by listing who I think is hot and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;who I think will torment u&lt;/span&gt; and possibly cause you to do something dumb like …em… &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;suicide&lt;/span&gt; ,just kiddin none are that bad see I’m still &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Disclaimer&lt;/span&gt;: Before I begin I would like to point out once more that these are MY opinions, hence any biasness. I will not be giving any background info about the musicians listed, most of them have myspaces that do that. So just enjoy it and don’t take anything I say &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;PERSONAL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;2FACE IDIBIA&lt;/span&gt;- He’s cute, he can sing, did I mention he’s cute .We all know his worldwide famous song African Queen, which I must say I loved in the beginning but I’m so bored with it now .He has other good songs on his album &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Ole and Keep on Rockin)&lt;/span&gt; and I think he just released another song, Thank God because for a minute I thot he was trying to pull an USHER. Anywho he’s HOT, not to mention from my village IDOMA PEOPLE ROCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MaO99s_cqHs" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;FACEALONE&lt;/span&gt;- yet another HOT Idoma man (where were all these guys when I lived back home ehn) ,love his song FAZE and love the video even more looks like it was shot in South Africa but what do I know cud be Naija definitely not in OTUKPO local Govt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X1pb_vMA6ps" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Metro-Klan&lt;/span&gt; – at first glance it looks like a bunch of razz FGC rapper wanna be boys, but think again these guys are sooooooooo good u’ll be blown away ,at least I was. Their sound (underground hip-hopish), Their Lyrics, and their video which btw was shot in Naija is totally off the hook .These guys are HOT, HOT, HOT (I need to find out if they r from my village too lol, I know only me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Paul K Dairo&lt;/span&gt;- Love this mans music ooohhh, aaahh he really gets u in the mood. His voice is so relaxing and his lyrics can drive u into some kind of … U know what? I reserve my comment, all u need to know is he’s worth the listen. His videos r good too but r hard for me to watch because I’m not attracted to him and quite upset that he didn’t match the image I had of him in my head before I eva saw the video (I know that’s not a valid reason, but have u eva imagined someone to be a certain way only to meet them and see the opposite, leaving u completely disappointed and heartbroken, well that’s me). He is still HOT, HOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/362332277/"&gt;&lt;img height="276" alt="misssasha" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/156/362332277_1e87f98f2d_o.jpg" width="170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;MISS SASHA&lt;/span&gt;- This girl is like Eve meets Foxy Brown. Can anyone say &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FANTASTIC&lt;/span&gt;; gosh I just love this babe. Great voice, good lyrics. She has my utmost respect as a Naija female rap artist that is far from wack and even better than a whole lot of the dudes in that genre .She definetly is one BAD MAMAJAMA. Listen to her song Emilegan (listen to her flow).HOT, HOT x infinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NAYO&lt;/span&gt;- This is another hot chick .Her song African Girl blew me away, far far far away and her video is HOT. Big ups to beautiful Naija voice and faces, she definitely possesses the IT factor.&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/362332278/"&gt;&lt;img height="223" alt="Nayo" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/162/362332278_67118b8667_o.jpg" width="170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Check her out ya’ll she won’t make u’re ears bleed, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Brownies Honor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OcdTIaPmytY" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;IKECHUKWU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/376279109/"&gt;&lt;img height="255" alt="ikechukwu" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/376279109_ac89613504.jpg" width="170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- When u first see dude u think he’s gonna sound like DMX, thankfully he doesn’t but he doesn’t sound any better. His song My Name Is nearly drove me crazy .How many times can u possibly say u’re name in a song? Don’t worry I counted and found out u’re brother said his name 50 times, imagine that. On a happier note he does have a bangin body. He’ll go far with his body just not sure about his rap skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="'http://youtube.com/v/OcdTIaPmytY'" width="'425'" height="'350'" type="'application/x-shockwave-flash'"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2zmeYqMAQqE" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/376282405/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 141px; HEIGHT: 191px" height="124" alt="genevie" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/153/376282405_c7596e305a_o.jpg" width="104" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Genevieve&lt;/span&gt;- I love this woman to death *long pause* as an actress but as a musician someone PLEASE shoot me oh. Tone death, bad moves thank God I loved her as an actress before she decided to branch off; it could have been a different story .I’m just glad they lifted the ban on her and the other actors now she can get back on set and OUT of the studio. I still luv her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/376279108/"&gt;&lt;img height="227" alt="banky2" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/116/376279108_dbe6aae27d_o.jpg" width="170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BANKY&lt;/span&gt;- this dude can sing to me any day oh boi. Dude is FOINE, his voice is to die for, and his lyrics get me WET, yes I said it WET. The only thing that does disturb me about my future baby daddy is that his makeup Artist is makin it too obvious that he’s wearing makeup. This a plea to the makeup artist to please with the name of all who is dear too me, lay off the pancake and lip chap on my man he’s already a sexy stud , merci beaucoup . Check him out on myspace, he’s &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HOT HOT&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Okey , i'm bored now with this list and will add more peeps as time goes by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-2992016177254778817?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/2992016177254778817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=2992016177254778817' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/2992016177254778817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/2992016177254778817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/01/naija-music.html' title='NAIJA MUSIC !!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/187/376279109_ac89613504_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-2311952440653271668</id><published>2007-01-16T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T10:45:21.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONGRATULATIONS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I digress from my last post which promises more criticism and praise of my fellow Naija artist, to give praise and congratomatoes to &lt;strong&gt;my &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AMERICAN IDOL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Ms Jennifer Hudson&lt;/strong&gt; on her &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;golden&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;globe award&lt;/span&gt;. Her performance on American Idol was phenomenal ,so i wasn't surprised when she killed it in Dreamgirls &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"You GO GIRL".&lt;/span&gt; To all the haters who didn't vote for her on American Idol all I have to say is &lt;strong&gt;"in u're face suckers hahahaha&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/359666646/"&gt;&lt;img height="126" alt="mygal3" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/156/359666646_28cdcd70e3_o.jpg" width="98" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/359666643/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 90px; HEIGHT: 134px" height="126" alt="mygal" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/165/359666643_9d479d782d_o.jpg" width="96" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes I have to also thank &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ms. Knowles&lt;/span&gt; for being a comic relief, just kidding she wasn't funny(that'll be the day) her performance wasn’t bad though. However, she did crack me up when she cursed in the movie and I quote "No fuckin bullshit" LMAO it was so out of character and sounded so&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; fake&lt;/span&gt; but it did give everyone in the theater a good laugh, I should know I went to see Dreamgirls &lt;strong&gt;TWICE&lt;/strong&gt; (I’m not crazy, I just love good musicals).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/359708305/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="bey" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/151/359708305_cd4f79f8b1_m.jpg" width="158" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Eddie Murphy&lt;/span&gt; even though he is on my bad side for denying Scary Spices bele (stupid Man) ,He was real good too ,so &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;congratomatoes&lt;/span&gt; to him on his win as well .Anyway, that’s it for me now so do me a favor and ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/359708309/"&gt;&lt;img height="161" alt="ed" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/133/359708309_03b3257e0e_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DON’T MISS TONITES PREMIERE OF AMERICAN IDOL&lt;/span&gt; “I’m so excited, I just can’t hide it I’m about to loose control and I think I like it” Lol. No seriously everyone should be there or get slapped silly for missing &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; favorite show. Remember Effie White told u in Dreamgirls "U've got one Night Only"(i love that song) so watch it, watch it, &lt;strong&gt;WATCH IT&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/359716014/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="americanidol" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/130/359716014_8174a1211a_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-2311952440653271668?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/2311952440653271668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=2311952440653271668' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/2311952440653271668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/2311952440653271668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/01/congratulations.html' title='CONGRATULATIONS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/151/359708305_cd4f79f8b1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-6165283567680168204</id><published>2007-01-10T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T10:45:45.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEWYEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>"Been gone for a minute, now I’m back it’s the Jump off", lol so I’m not a lil Kim but I am &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BACK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BABY&lt;/span&gt;. So I know what my COMING SOON said and I have been working on it but then..., my computer at home is trippin getting infected by spy ware and SH(my bad New year no cursing) u know the rest ... so now I have to purchase some spy ware remover stuff before my Rosemary (my computers pet name ) acts right. Since my job computer dose not allow me to access &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Youtube&lt;/span&gt;(stupid people), I’ll have to pause on my post Kpele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho I must give myself &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PROPS &lt;/span&gt;for lasting this long in the blogger world *&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tap on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;shoulder, tap on shoulder*&lt;/span&gt; .I mean I thot it wud be a thing of the past for me in a week or two after I started blogging but low and behold I’ve lasted till &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2007 &lt;/span&gt;WHOOPIE.It will be a little hard for me this year as a couple of my new years resolutions might affect my ability to blog as often as possible (this is not an excuse), &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Hold on I take those prentices back ()&lt;/span&gt;who am I kidding yes it is an excuse if I don't update as often. Ok,Ok so I know u're wondering what my new years resolutions are right ,alright u know I love lists so I’ll list them out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1) Stay Focused in school and get all A's this semester&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) No more procrastinating about traveling (here I come Romania and Naija '07).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;3) Get rid of all my Negative Friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;4) Be Adventurous just like '06 (I swam in a river last year, of course with my oyinbo friends)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;5) No longer wait on people to make plans (people suck, always fuck up great plans e.g. L.A.).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;6) Shop less, have nothing less than $2,000 in my account (if u live in Yankee and r a student, and u're basically supporting u'rself without any real help from u're folks u know how hard it is to have dough) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;7) Volunteer work in '07 (time to give back) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lastly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;8) Just enjoy the year, spend more time with Family, boo and friends i love 2 love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Are u shocked there's no &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Become more spiritual, lose weight ,diet&lt;/span&gt; lol well those r stale new years resolutions to me&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;( no offense to those who promised themselves they can do it &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;THIS &lt;/span&gt;year)&lt;/span&gt; .I've made those year after year to no avail, so last year I decided not to and I enjoyed my year. Instead of constantly feeling guilty because I missed church &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5 &lt;/span&gt;Sundays in a row, ate some &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oreos &lt;/span&gt;yesterday, and haven't worked out in &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;two weeks&lt;/span&gt; ,I just decided to ditch those cliche resolutions and I must say it feels &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt;. I think my resolutions are pretty reasonable( at least i hope i can keep 'em). U know my real resolutions originally was to get married and purchase a house,LMAO , YAH i've only been with my BF for 2mths , i don't have house money or even World peace so that might have been a little crazy, just a &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LITTLE&lt;/span&gt; though&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(oh, FYI &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt; is the new&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; sane&lt;/span&gt; in '07)&lt;/span&gt;. But enough with my crazy babbling, I do hope everyone had a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FAB&lt;/span&gt; New year and I hope to get Rosemary fixed asap ,cus i know ya'll will enjoy what i have to say about some of the musicians. Besides i miss u &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;GUYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok a little preview without the videos though: PRESENTING WHOSE HOT AND WHOSE DRIVING ME NUTS in NAIJA MUSIC "TRUMPETS PLEASE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/353018216/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 272px; HEIGHT: 214px" height="400" alt="eldee" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/129/353018216_be383bc5b1_o.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;El-dee&lt;/span&gt;- This guy is freakin hot to me ,and when he starts rapping his sex appeal sky rockets for me .He's just a genius .His lyrics make u think and his videos are original just like his rhymes.Yeah i'm totally digging El-dee all the way. LOve love love his "Me I go Yarn" song and video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24395582@N00/353284076/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="groupposse" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/148/353284076_e3fe81c97b_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Amplyfied Crew&lt;/span&gt;- I must say i love the song "Naija Until I die" and the guys are cutie pie, so is Ms. Titi.However,lets talk about Ms Titi, beautiful no doubt but can she sing( honestly)? In my opinoin she's a fine girl,no pimples but she sucks . I love the idea of a young Naija group promoting other young Nigerians to be proud of their roots. Infact, i love all Amplyfied Crews songs.... that don't have my girl Ms Titi on it, sorry.She kind of Reminds me of Aubry from "Making the band" u know the pretty face and bangin body with no real voice,... Sorry, what am i sayin Aubry cud dance haven't seen Titi bust a move yet sooooooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gotta wait till I fix Rosemary. Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-6165283567680168204?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/6165283567680168204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=6165283567680168204' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/6165283567680168204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/6165283567680168204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-newyear.html' title='HAPPY NEWYEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/148/353284076_e3fe81c97b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-6797512093544759588</id><published>2006-12-18T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T17:19:52.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>COMING SOON</title><content type='html'>So I’ve been gone for a minute because of stupid finals, U know I gotta study (hope it makes a diff lol).Anywho my finals will be ova on Thursday but then I got a whole lot of stuff planned. On Friday I’m having a gift exchange @ mi Casa and then where moving on to my girls house for a continuation of the party. On Saturday gonna go support my girls doing their traditional dance thing (too bad my big ikegbe can't move like that, but I can drop it like it’s hot oh *wink*) and I’m off to grandmas on Sunday for Christmas YES. So when I get back form my escapades I wanna talk a little about our Naija entertainers (my personal opinions of course), whose overrated, underrated and who I think shouldn’t even be rated at all. COMING SOON TO MY VERY OWN SOAP *STAY TUNED*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-6797512093544759588?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/6797512093544759588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=6797512093544759588' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/6797512093544759588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/6797512093544759588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2006/12/coming-soon.html' title='COMING SOON'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-5233994639272710316</id><published>2006-12-06T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T14:20:37.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Random/WIERD Things about NIGERICAN</title><content type='html'>Disclaimer- not sure how gross this might turn out, so u r reading this at u're own risk ya'll .I'm gonna try and be real as possible so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I give my Cooch a "Fade”. I believe I should be stylish all round, u know what I mean *wink*. Besides I love being well groomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Wheneva a guy spends the night for some reason I all of a sudden have a lot of gas .Doesn't happen when my gals stay ova and i don't mind farting in their presence. Can u imagine holding gas until the next day, Omoge it aint easy oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) When i was little, i had an imaginary friend who looked like me and talked like me. She resided in my mirror lol.My sis loves to tell embarrassing stories about me talking to my imaginary friend (myself) for hours in front of the mirror having tea and crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)I Like popping black heads especially when its on someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I love to massage feet, good looking feet though .I love pretty feet. On the contrary i hate ugly feet, why r some peoples feet so jacked? I don't get it. No offense to people with oohgly feet, i just can't stand those kinds of feet, my prerogative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag anyone who drinks &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;water&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Votes&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Pedro&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-5233994639272710316?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/5233994639272710316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=5233994639272710316' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/5233994639272710316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/5233994639272710316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2006/12/5-randomwierd-things-about-nigerican.html' title='5 Random/WIERD Things about NIGERICAN'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-8999792795518841983</id><published>2006-12-02T02:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T03:23:10.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional Early morning</title><content type='html'>I'm crying because u don't even know me and yet u appreciate me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying because I feel we r on the same page and I’m terrified.&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying because I can't believe how I have been deprived of the kind of attention u're giving me right now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying cus u said I give u butterflies.&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying because I’ve suppressed those butterfly feelings for so long I can't even remember how that feels.&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying because u know the right things to say, and yet I still feel I can't trust u cus of all the whack ass shit I’ve been thru.&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying because I’m not sure if u'll be like the rest, but have decided to play with my emotions first cus u r doing a great job.&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying cus I’ve never blogged about a dude b/4, but u're too much of a trip for me not to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying cus I’m not sure if u're gonna be another big mistake. One more been there, done that add to my list of dudes.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really crying cus u love egusi, and my egusi cooking skills sucks ass.Y can't we just eat stew.&lt;br /&gt;   I'm so tired of 2 week relationships, 6 months mistake. I hope u're not selfish like the last dude, Tempermental like dude b/4 dude or crazy like dude b/4 dude b/4 dude.&lt;br /&gt;  For u I’m ready to wash my face with my old relationships and start with a clean slate. Promise to always keep it real, promise me u'll turn off the car engine if u know where outta gas b/4 I try to rev the engine.&lt;br /&gt;   "I like u too" there I said it, even if u can't hear it, its out in the air abi on the net. I’m ready but lets take it slow .As i perfect my egusi making skills ,so shall we perfect our relationship and when u think my egusi is on the  bomb status bet u what we r trying to achieve will be there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.can anyone tell me where the color scheme and spell check disappeared too.Help!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-8999792795518841983?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/8999792795518841983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=8999792795518841983' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/8999792795518841983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/8999792795518841983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2006/12/emotional-early-morning.html' title='Emotional Early morning'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-3401762715095514711</id><published>2006-11-17T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T09:55:06.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAG Dedicated 2 My Blogger Buddy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I don't even know the name or the essence of this tag but i am one of the many who regularly visit &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ONB's&lt;/span&gt; blog and since i was unable *wink* to do the tag b/4 this one , i promised my blogger buddy i'd do this one and dedicate it to her.So &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ONB&lt;/span&gt; this is for u babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Whats your name spelt backwards?:&lt;/span&gt; naciregiN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;What did you do last night?:&lt;/span&gt; took two sudafeds @ 9pm and had the best sleep eva, except for the fact that i woke up at 11pm freakin out that i was late to work cus i had to be in @ 7;30 so i can bounce @ 1:30 ( i'm such a moomoo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Have you ever licked a 9 volt battery?:&lt;/span&gt; is that a double "A",either way i've licked a lot of stuff so i bet i've licked that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Last time you swam in a pool?:&lt;/span&gt; in the summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What are you wearing?:&lt;/span&gt; My grey express jeans, black target top, nine west boots ,and my $100 wig 100% human hair if i might add : )( so much better than a weave)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How many cars have you owned?:&lt;/span&gt; My one and only Easter (thanks for keeping me dry baby ,mommy promises 2 get u washed as soon as the raining season is ova)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Type of music you dislike most?:&lt;/span&gt; JAZZZZ (gosh it gets me in a bad mood all the time) and heavy metal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Are you registered to vote?:&lt;/span&gt; I sure am ( Vote or Die)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Do you have cable?:&lt;/span&gt; Yep , but i never watch it i'm always on- line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What kind of computer do you use?:&lt;/span&gt; Dude i use a DELL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ever made a prank phone call?:&lt;/span&gt; Heck yah , when i lived in Naija&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You like anyone right now?:&lt;/span&gt; I do, I really do ,in fact i'm sprung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Furthest place you ever traveled?:&lt;/span&gt; From Warri to Kaduna by road in 1990 still can remember cause we had our dog and cat in the car ( we where moving )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What's your favorite comic strip?:&lt;/span&gt; Mad TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Do u know all the words to the national anthem?:&lt;/span&gt; Nigerian, French and American, what u know about that : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Shower, morning or night?:&lt;/span&gt; it depends , i however shower everyday though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Best movie you've seen in the past month?:&lt;/span&gt; Nacho Libre (Chancho, There comes a time in a mans life that he wears stretchy pants, it is for fun *mexican accent*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Favorite pizza toppings?:&lt;/span&gt; can i just get the crust ,yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Chips or popcorn?:&lt;/span&gt; Popcorn ( less cals).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;What cell phone provider do you have?:&lt;/span&gt; I've got a ghettropcs, others might now it as a metropcs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Have you ever smoked peanut shells?:&lt;/span&gt; Life is not that hard yet oh.I did have the opportunity to smoke from an apple but being a good christen gal i turned it down *wink*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Have you ever been in a beauty pageant?:&lt;/span&gt; Nope. I don't need to be in a pageant to know i'm the shizzzznit : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Orange Juice or apple?:&lt;/span&gt; Water (juice is so gross)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Who were the last people you sat at lunch with?:&lt;/span&gt; Sommer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://overwhelmednaijababe.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-dont-impress-me.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Favorite chocolate bar?:&lt;/span&gt; Twix or a kitkat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Who is your longest friend and how long?:&lt;/span&gt; Ms Destiny my bestest since the third grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last time you ate a homegrown tomato?:&lt;/span&gt; @ my grandpas 2 weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Have you ever won a trophy?:&lt;/span&gt; Nope, i did win most Glamours in KD ,didn't attend the show though and that whore Amaratu picked it up on my behalf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Favorite arcade game?:&lt;/span&gt; The race car games (now that i can drive of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Ever ordered from an infomercial?:&lt;/span&gt; Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Sprite or 7-UP?:&lt;/span&gt; Both as long as its not coke or pepsi i'm good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Have you ever had to wear a uniform to school/work?:&lt;/span&gt; to school oh ,Thank God its over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Last thing you bought at Walgreens?:&lt;/span&gt; Sudafed for my damn cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ever thrown up in public?:&lt;/span&gt; No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Would you prefer being a millionaire or finding true love?:&lt;/span&gt; Millionaire please i beg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight?:&lt;/span&gt; I believe in Lust @ first sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SPONGEBOB OR JIMMY NEUTRON?:&lt;/span&gt; Jimmy , i love Jimmy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Did you have long hair as a young kid?:&lt;/span&gt; I sure did .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What message is on your voicemail machine?:&lt;/span&gt; Hi, u've reached Nigerican , i'm unavailable @ the moment but if u leave a name, a number and a brief message i'll get back to u ( see so professional).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Where would you like to go right now?:&lt;/span&gt; To babysit my nephew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What’s the name of your pet?:&lt;/span&gt; don't have one yet, but me and the ex have been talking about getting a German Shepard and naming it &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KITTY&lt;/span&gt;, cute huh i chose it : ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;What kind of back pack do you have, and what's in it?:&lt;/span&gt; i have an ecko red black leather tote. Who in the heavens carries a back pack ,so not hot and might i add overrated and old school.Please Upgrade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What do you think about most?:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;makin money, going shopping, moving back to Naija, what am i gonna eat today, y hasn't he called, have i gained weight, gosh i'm so horny , dude i gotta study, i wonder if he's single, gosh all these drinks on the menue look good ,gosh i gotta do laundry,one more hour b/4 i get off, can't believe she wore that ,yuk. See i think about alot of stuff 24/7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; I here by tag anyone who ever ate choco milo;bought chewing gum for one Naira; or knows what Cutinas are LMAO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-3401762715095514711?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/3401762715095514711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=3401762715095514711' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/3401762715095514711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/3401762715095514711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2006/11/tag-dedicated-2-my-blogger-buddy.html' title='TAG Dedicated 2 My Blogger Buddy.'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-4856267728414827807</id><published>2006-11-06T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T16:07:37.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends 101 ( an introduction to friends we've had or still have)</title><content type='html'>Friends are a real trip ; u can't live with them (especially in the same apartment ), and u can't survive without them. They are the next best thing to family. So in my boredom i have written about all the types of friends I've had ,i think we should all be able to relate . If u can't relate u probably have never had a true friendship and to that, i must add SUCKS 2 B U. : ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Best friend&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;They'll be there thru thick and thin; They’ll always keep u're secrets(no matter how bad it is); They'll let u know when u're outfit is hideous ; they'll tell u if u're man is cheating ( btw thanks gal) ; most importantly they'll keep it real with u with good intentions like no one else will. These are u're true Ride or die peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Good friends&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;They'll be there thru thick, they might not be tight enough for thin; they always get u a birthday card with no real mushy wushy like the bestest will. U can tell them secrets however, some times it might be @ u're own risk. They are definitely cool peeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The cook&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;U know no matter what day it is u go to visit, there is always gonna be delicious food. Infact to be real honest the only reason u guys are such good friends is because having her around means u'll never be hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Fashioneista- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;she loves to dress. She can turn a $2 shirt into a $50 looking shirt (true talent).Back in the days when neither of us had cars and we had to use the bus, she would chase the bus in her stilettos with her fitted skirt (true talent again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Fashionless- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;she wears hearts with circles and strips with polka dots. U try to tell her that doesn't go ,but she insist they are both red .You always have to be steps ahead or steps behind her cause to be honest you r somewhat embarrassed ( thank God she was visited by the Fashion Fairy after high school).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Borrower&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"oh that shirt looks so cute on u, can I wear it tomorrow?" She's constantly trying to borrow u're clothes, shoes, jewelry and even make-up (who borrows eye pencil ewe). Its worse when she has the ordasity to ask to wear u're new clothes, so she can floss in them first. U lend her one thing and she wears it a million times, now if u ever wear it someone will think u borrowed it (nonsense).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Braniac-&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;she's so smart .She motivates u to study.U must admit sometimes u hate her, how can she party all night and still get an "A" (juju, if u ask me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The comedian&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;she's constantly cracking u up. U know who to call when u've had a bad day cus she always has something weird to say. (that’s me : ) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The follower&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;she doesn't care as long as she's involved. U can punk her into doing stupid shit with the threat that u won't talk to her if she doesn't follow through. I know everyone knew someone like this in high school. Unfortunately even as a grown ass woman I still know some peeps like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Ashawo&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;U gotta hand it to her, she is a hard worker. She's a whore but u love her. She’s fun to hang out with cus she's non-judgmental. U and the rest of the pack just love gossiping about her escapades. We all have an ashawo friend and if u say u don't, u're probably that friend lol.This chick is a real show stopper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Dramatic&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;she is always dieing; her body always hurts. She blows everything out of proportion. She always calls for the Holy ghost fire and she's constantly rebuking things in JC's Name. But u gotta love her, some of her outbursts are so hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Partier&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;everyone knows one of these, she is so much fun. She will drive all the way to L.A. (6hr drive if I might add) with u just to have a good time. She is such a good drinking buddy and she is so not judgmental (the last thing u want is a drunk judging u).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The holy holy&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;believe me if she wasn't such a nice person u guys wud not be friends. She gets on u're nerves with all that preaching, she acts like u've never heard the gospel before. Don’t get me wrong I love God and all but i feel religion is a very personal thing .Its especially difficult when both of u believe in two different things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Liar&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Gosh she's always fabricating stories. She lies so much u almost feel it has to be some kind of disease .Why would any sane 18 year old lie that their dad owns a private jet (which of course they never fly cus they prefer Southwest) , SHOW ME THE JET!!! Tsweeeeee lie, lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Flaker- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Can she ever show up for something. U get so tired of inviting her cause u know she won’t show. She reminds u of a solar eclipse, because she rarely ever shows u’re excited when she does ( she’s fun even with her bad habit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;* &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Miss Bossy&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;she is so bossy. She arranges the weekend trips, she dictates what restaurant we should all go to dinner at. Gosh u just wanna slap her sometimes, who does she think she is ? U love her though when she gets the restaurant bill reduced by causing a scene and insisting on speaking to management about their poor service ( free food rocks YAH!!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Broke ass&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;She is the friend who never has money to do anything and yet she is always willing and ready to spend u’res. She is the official bum of the group and yet she wants champagne and Caviar on her beer and chicken salary, my bad what salary the only thing she can afford is water (and that’s free). To everyone we gotta stop giving the bum money cus she has it made, her ass is living off of our generosity (Give her a job classified PLEASE&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Disclaimer&lt;/span&gt;: i'm sure i left out some friends , oh well guess there not that special, just kidding every friend is SPECIAL in some way or another. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Have a great 3 day weekend&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-4856267728414827807?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/4856267728414827807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=4856267728414827807' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/4856267728414827807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/4856267728414827807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2006/11/friends-101-introduction-to-friends.html' title='Friends 101 ( an introduction to friends we&apos;ve had or still have)'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-619361939396609242</id><published>2006-10-27T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T22:38:39.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OVERRATED Part Deux</title><content type='html'>Alright I’m back with my list continued again in no particular order. I have been frustrated enough with the following things that they have earned themselves a spot on my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oooooo &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OVERRATED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;list. Once again if u agree with me , in advance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, and if u don't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Screw u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, u're probably overrated too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Jeans&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;plain jeans, jeans with glitter, Low riders, Washed jeans ,baggy jeans, jeans with holes Oh My GOD no more freakin jeans PLEASE. Can't we start wearing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; something else , CORDEROY , KHAKI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO MORE JEANS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Winter&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sooo overrated, I mean who wants to be cold and freaking wet for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5 &lt;/span&gt;months, WHAT THE HELL. Winter is so depressing .What a drag of a season. Why can't we have Naija weather&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;WET&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;DRY &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;abi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;COLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;( our cold ain't even that cold)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, I’ll take those any day instead of being freakin MRS Freeze.&lt;/span&gt; (dedicated to my Mari who complains everyday, i feel u're pain babes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bra's&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Gosh I'm so tired of wearing this shit. Who invented this mobile torture chamber (especially the ones with the wire). Perky boobs are so overrated, I’m not saying slippers r hot, but there has to be an alternative ,I refuse to be stuck wearing this "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Over The shoulder boulder holder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;" for the rest of my existence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;13)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Honking for peace&lt;/span&gt;- I blow my horn and then what ? Peace? yah right. Stop this noise pollution and go blow u're freakin horn in Washington if u really want peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;14)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt;- another excuse for the candy companies to make money. A night to celebrate the dead has turned into a night when u can be a huge slut and eat all the candy u want ,so fun huh , pleasssse Overrated and boring.( can u tell i was stuck in class)&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;15)&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Financial aid&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I don't love money but I do need enough to survive , so how do these evil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;people think&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;$600&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a semester go do somebody ehn. For the people without jobs thinking u can rely on financial aid hahaha ,get ready to start stripping and selling drugs . Financial aid money is so Whateva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Sex After Marriage&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am so fed up with this topic so so overrated . Who cares if u have sex before or after u're wedding (as long as u haven't slept with anyone related to u're supposed better half). Personally, I never buy shoes I haven't tried on but hey that's just me : ) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;17) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;24 Hour Fitness&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;They don't care u haven't been to their freakin gym in 2mths, they never called to make sure u're alright. Put a block on their check and I can guarantee u they call all concerned ," r u ok ? U're bank said u blocked our check? We need our money please", Kiss my @$$ and while u're at it, please be ever so kind to close my account Thank You .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;18) &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;being single-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;what a load of crap "being single is fun", Lies single people tell to feel better. Single is noooo fun ok. Stay with u're boyfriend or girlfriend. U don't wanna be angry every time u see a gosh awful cute couple,its even worse when u see an ugly happy couple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;19) &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dinner and a Movie date&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yah ,so not only is this overrated , it's also lame .Can't anyone be original anymore ? Take me to the zoo, amusement park, a freakin book store, breakfast anything but lame old dinner and a movie .I wanna know u put some thot into the damn date please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;20)&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Being on time&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so so overrated .Being raised by a foreign woman in Naija was sometimes embarrassing because my momsi always insisted we be @ a naija event @ the time specified on the invitation. Can u imagine arriving and the hosts are still in their PJ's cooking (Yah I know, so embarrassing) .&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fashionably late&lt;/span&gt; is very acceptable, hence the word &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fashionably&lt;/span&gt; not extremely late oh abeg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21)&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; United States- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;To everyone rushing to get to the land of milk and honey be warned, u have to milk the cow u'reself and get stung by damn bees to get that honey. That stuff ain't sitting on a table waiting for u.If i had known how overrated this place is I wuda taken jamb and gone to A.B.U. ( yah who am i kidding,then i would have to live @ home , hell Nah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Online Banking&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a great slogan for this new technology is "No need to go to the bank anymore and be depressed , get depressed in the comfort of u're home or away on u're very expensive vacation : ) "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Experience&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;experience is the best teacher&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;blah,blah,blah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;give me a freakin break so overrated. That's what mean people say when they don't wanna help u, "U should really experience it u’reself, then u'll know" WTF "If I wanted to experience it myself, I wouldn't have asked you in the first place meanie"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Lingerie&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Many are so complicated to get on, u can only wear it once, too expensive , and its gonna get ripped off. Want a cheaper solution ,use a wrapper .I refuse to spend heckka money on something he doesn't even notice.(ladies, i hope u know he ain't intrested in the clothing )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;25) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Unzipping Stuff- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Gosh all I wanna see r some pics and I have to unzip this and that, WTH is unzip anyway ? Why isn't there an easier way? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;unzipping is frustrating, too complicated for my small brain and it makes me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;CRY + CRAZY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; it so totally overrated *tears*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too frustrated now trying to figure out how to unzip, so I’ll halt here with my part two. Knowing me I’ll be back with more as time goes by cus I know a lot of crap is overrated .Ciao( oh yah just learnt that was how to spell ciao ,I am so proud of myself : ) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-619361939396609242?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/619361939396609242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=619361939396609242' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/619361939396609242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/619361939396609242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2006/10/overrated-part-deux.html' title='OVERRATED Part Deux'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-3485828242887428805</id><published>2006-10-24T16:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T15:31:07.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>STOP THE VIOLENCE !!!!!!</title><content type='html'>This is one of my favorite poems, I found it on the web 3 years ago and it has stuck with me. I am amazed at the evil we have in our world today. I remembered this poem because of the story Mari told me about the peeps in South Africa that molested a little baby, WTF. People like that should be punished, not by death though that would be an easy way out. I've got it!! Kill them, revive them, kill them again until we get tired then revive them and put them in jail where their asses will be molested too. &lt;br /&gt;Can’t really say enjoy the poem, but read it (makes me cry).Hopefully we can help stop the violence. At least lets try to stop this nonsense from happening to our kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Misty I am but three, &lt;br /&gt;My eyes are swollen I cannot see, &lt;br /&gt;I must be stupid I must be bad, &lt;br /&gt;What else could have made made my daddy so mad? &lt;br /&gt;I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, &lt;br /&gt;Then maybe my mommy would still want to hug me. &lt;br /&gt;I can't speak at all I can't do a wrong &lt;br /&gt;Or else I'm locked up all the day long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I awake I'm all alone &lt;br /&gt;The house is dark my folks arent home &lt;br /&gt;When my mommy does come I'll try and be nice, &lt;br /&gt;So maybe I'll get just one whipping tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't make a sound! I just heard a car &lt;br /&gt;My daddy is back from Charlie's Bar. &lt;br /&gt;I hear him curse my name he calls &lt;br /&gt;I press myself against the wall &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try and hide from his evil eyes &lt;br /&gt;I'm so afraid now I'm starting to cry &lt;br /&gt;He finds me weeping he shouts ugly words, &lt;br /&gt;He says its my fault that he suffers at work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He slaps me and hits me and yells at me more, &lt;br /&gt;I finally get free And I run for the door. &lt;br /&gt;He's already locked it and I start to bawl, &lt;br /&gt;He takes me and throws me against the hard wall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fall to the floor with my bones nearly broken, &lt;br /&gt;And my daddy continues with more bad words spoken. &lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry!", I scream but its now much too late &lt;br /&gt;His face has been twisted into unimaginable hate &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hurt and the pain again and again &lt;br /&gt;Oh please God, have mercy! Oh please let it end! &lt;br /&gt;And he finally stops and heads for the door, &lt;br /&gt;While I lay there motionless sprawled on the floor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Misty and I am but three, &lt;br /&gt;Tonight my daddy Murdered me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-3485828242887428805?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/3485828242887428805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=3485828242887428805' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/3485828242887428805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/3485828242887428805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2006/10/stop-violence.html' title='STOP THE VIOLENCE !!!!!!'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-7286838028732138536</id><published>2006-10-20T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T14:41:13.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TAGGED : )</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TAGGED!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ONB&lt;/span&gt; "Damn u for putting me on the spot, don't u know i'm shy (NOT)" : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FOUR JOBS YOU'VE HAD IN YOUR LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Student (a freakin pain in my Keister)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sales Associate ( have a permanent fake smile on my face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Retail store Manager ( a.k.a Top Slave)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Exams Assistant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FOUR FICTIONAL JOBS YOU WISH YOU HAD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. Nigerian Movie star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Fashion designer (have a ton of ideas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Radio Personality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The Queen of England( that's a job right? : ) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FOUR MOVIES YOU COULD WATCH OVER AND OVER AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. Grease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sound of Music (give it back bestest or i'll tell my mom u stole it from our house)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Oliver Twist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I can watch Naija films ova &amp; ova again ( if there good though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FOUR CITIES YOU'VE LIVED IN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kano, Nigeria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Warri,Nigeria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Kaduna, Nigeria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. SacTown, CALI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FOUR TV SHOWS YOU LOVE TO WATCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. American Idol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Seinfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Law and Order( all of them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Project Runway( can't believe that fool Jeffery won WTF)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FOUR PLACES YOU'VE BEEN ON VACATION/TRAVELED TO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My village&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Atlanta, GA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Monterey, Ca( grandma's home is always a vacation spot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Boltimore, MD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FOUR WEBSITES YOU VISIT DAILY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. www.blogspot.com to get my daily blog refreshment… y’all are the shit for real and never fail to put a smile on my face! ( &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i am not even changing what ONB wrote cus i second that&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.Hi5.com"&gt;WWW.Hi5.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Myspace ( i think i'm addicted)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.cache.com"&gt;www.cache.com&lt;/a&gt; ( i'm addicted to them too, i'm such a looser )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FOUR OF YOUR FAVORITE FOODS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Rice and Stew with plantain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Peppered Chicken ( take note Mari for next time k : ) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Anything Mexican ( my sis says when i have a kid he or she's gonna come out lookin like Jose or Maria , speaking spanish, and holding a quesadilla)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Is alchol food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FOUR THINGS YOU WON'T EAT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. Shrimp (i'm deathly alergic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Amala, yuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Any kind of animal eyes , feet, ears , and gnash .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Cabin biscuits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FOUR THINGS YOU WISH YOU COULD EAT OR DRINK RIGHT NOW &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1.Buffalo wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Washington Apple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Audious MF'er( Hello , my name is Nigerican and i'm an alcholic )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. kpomo ( abi that's how u spell it , ya'll know what i mean)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FOUR THINGS IN YOUR BEDROOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Black roses over my bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. my computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Cosmo ( so full of B.S)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Poetry Wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FOUR THINGS YOU WISH YOU HAD IN YOUR BEDROOM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. King size bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. more black roses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. More clothes : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Pictuers (my walls are so bare)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FOUR THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sweater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. jeans ( BTW jeans r sooo overrated )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. kicks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A hat ( yep gotts get my Hair did)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FOUR PLACES I'D RATHER BE RIGHT NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. At the mall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. In the Bay area with my personal person ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. In Atl with my Mari and my bestest ( if she was around) being bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FOUR FICTIONAL PLACES I'D RATHER BE RIGHT NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. On set shooting scenes for my upcoming Naija flick titled " Promiscuous" the part Two of "Violated"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Far Far away land ( it looked like hollywood to me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Never Never land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Willy Wonka's chocolate factory : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FOUR PEOPLE YOU’D REALLY LOVE TO HAVE DINNER WITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kelis (so unique and awsome chic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Banky ( been lovin his music lately)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Blogger fam , i think we would all have such a blast .We might neva be able to use blogger again ,unless we changed our alieses but we'd have mad fun( of course without the party poopers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Jesus, so i can make sure me and him are cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FOUR THINGS YOU ARE THINKING RIGHT NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Damn i'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. that drive to LA tonite is no Joke .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I need a fit for Saturday night .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. gotta go to the fashion district&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.5 hope after this weekend i'll have enough for my bills and rent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FOUR OF YOUR FAVORITE THINGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My Esther ( that's my cars name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. my paycheck when its fat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My life in '06 ( i ain't dead yet, thank u LORD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR PEOPLE YOU TAG.&lt;br /&gt;- this part is hard cus everyone i know has been tagged , aiight i was told no torie abi ONB, so i'll tag: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lee&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;BellaNaija&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Beautyinboltimore &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;DNG. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-7286838028732138536?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/7286838028732138536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=7286838028732138536' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/7286838028732138536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/7286838028732138536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2006/10/tagged.html' title='TAGGED : )'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-1490774766021248752</id><published>2006-09-26T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T16:42:39.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything is sooooooooooooo Over rated</title><content type='html'>Ok I am sick and tired of a lot of stuff, everything is just so overrated now .I have taken it upon myself to list what I feel is so over rated to me ,in no particular order. If u agree with my list, I would like to tell u that I LOVE u and if u don't that's probably because your OVER RATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Being Broke&lt;/span&gt;- who says money can't buy happiness was a complete hater and wants all of us to be as broke as him/her .Haters never prosper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diets and being skinny&lt;/span&gt;- These two things go hand in hand, and I refuse to kill myself anymore. Heaven forbid i love my curvaceous body and think my love handles are cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;War&lt;/span&gt;- Can someone say so overrated. War is so last year, this year and all the years to come should be about love and happiness. Incase no one got the memo from Paris Hilton "War is so not Hot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Being President&lt;/span&gt;-I remember when everyone wanted to be the president of their country. Nowadays if u ask a kid "what do u wanna be when u grow up?" they normally say "a Power ranger, no I change my mind the Avitar the last air bender, YAH!!" see even at such young ages they know the job of president is so "Whatever".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ikea&lt;/span&gt;- Putting your own furniture together is so gay, not to mention hard. The next person that invites me to go to Ikea to buy furniture is gonna get it!! Furniture, Whateva, u mean furniture PARTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;School&lt;/span&gt;- Totally over-rated. Ever heard them say "school isn't for everyone", well they r right. I mean who cares if u have u're Bachelors, Masters or whateva, GOSH. Too much knowledge is so unattractive anyway, (I'm not dropping out oh, b/4 my parents kill me. Fear and dictatorship are not overrated until I am completely independent lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Janded Guys/Girls&lt;/span&gt;: Met a lot in my life. Don’t know what all the fuss is about. Hear about them ALL the time. Heard enough about them, simply tiered now "thank you”. OVERRATED (a little suggestion: Yankee people are a hot Topic Too). No offense to Jands peeps i do luv u guys, well can't really love all of u that would be wierd so I love the ones i know and like the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shopping for Naija holiday&lt;/span&gt;- so so overrated. People spend so much money on designer baffs (clothing, shoes etc) to go home for the holiday ridiculous. I go home to spend time with my family not show off to the less advantaged. When I think of all the dust, moist air and the friends that have called dibbs on my stuff b/4 I have even arrived ,I repack my suitcase expensive stuff out ;Catwalk, 4eva21 and Old Navy in .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;New Edition Text books&lt;/span&gt;-give me a Break! U buy a text book last semester and this semester u can't use it again because the greedy authors who love to suck poor college students dry have made a 10th edition with pictures , a couple extra new pages and have switched around the pages so u can look lost and retarded trying to use the 9th edition in class. Worst of all u spent $90 and the book store won't even buy it back. (I know such a long sentence; this topic touches a soft spot for me I apologize)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think I’m done for now ,however, I know there are more things I find overrated and I will continue to update my list as time goes by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Belated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; Naija Independence&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-1490774766021248752?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/1490774766021248752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=1490774766021248752' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/1490774766021248752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/1490774766021248752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2006/09/everything-is-sooooooooooooo-over-rated.html' title='Everything is sooooooooooooo Over rated'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-5463777496299406343</id><published>2006-09-11T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T10:07:20.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>F.Y.I on the term Akata</title><content type='html'>I don't use the term nigger or nigga to me its the same thing( although many tend to differ) and it upsets me. Well i'll use it if u really act like one but i seldom do.Anyway i decided to google the meaning of akata since my brother got upset one day when i used it , he told me i was insulting myself and it was a s bad as saying the "N" word . This is what i found on google and i geuss he was right :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="thumbs.click(1525132, 1)" href="javascript:void(0)"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AKATA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onclick="thumbs.click(1525132, 0)" href="javascript:void(0)"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A name from the Yoruba ethnic group in Nigeria for African-Americans. It is rumoured to mean 'slaves' or 'captives', and often carries a derogatory connotation. Some say that the literal definition is 'cotton picker' - The term was popularised in Hollywood by the movie Sugar Hill. This term has been picked up by Africans in the United States. Many Africans that pick up the word however are not aware that it is derogatory as they do not know the origins and do not know the yoruba language so depending on whos saying it, they may mean it as an insult. If the person is Nigerian, particualry of Yoruba origin, they may have a better understanding of why they are using that word.&lt;br /&gt;Examples:&lt;br /&gt;It was an akata party.&lt;br /&gt;They were playing akata music.She thinks shes an Akata, thats why she acts like that.&lt;br /&gt;He acts like an Akata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;akata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;derogatory term used by west african immigrants for african americans. There are two meanings, cotton-picker and fox.&lt;br /&gt;Mother: Those akata's are no good.&lt;br /&gt;Offspring: Hey, we're black too.&lt;br /&gt;Mother: Yes, but they are akata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion i geuss thats another word i'll be adding to my do not use list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-5463777496299406343?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/5463777496299406343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=5463777496299406343' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/5463777496299406343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/5463777496299406343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2006/09/fyi-on-term-akata.html' title='F.Y.I on the term Akata'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-115655024262585281</id><published>2006-08-25T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T16:17:17.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help Save Camaraderie</title><content type='html'>WTF is going on with women today? Have the unspoken laws changed ? Is it now ok to sleep or make out with u're friends ex or current boyfriend? What has happened to us ? Female camaraderie is officially dieing and I'm scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember back in the day when u're hommie told u she liked a guy, even if u liked him too u would forget about it and hoped she and the guy worked out.Never did we try to steal the guy(come on ladies). Nowadays we make plans like we r the freaking Taliban with strategies and shit (if plan "A" fails resort to "B"). Are men really that scarce or r we chasing our fellow sisters man because of the stories she has shared with us e.g. He brings me flowers, he tells me I'm beautiful, he has a BIG ....... u know the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My play sis(not a real sis but cud be) texted me this morning to tell me that two of my good friends(questionable now) went over to her boyfriends flat @ school and one of them ended up making out with him. What kinda shit is that? They where in the room while my other friend(just as guilty) was sitting in the living room. For once I will not blame the guys ,men are men (not making excuses for them just telling u like it is) I would have blamed him if he cheated with a chick that didn't know he had a girlfriend but this Trick( a.ka. questionable friend) knows they've been together for almost 6 years. My play sis found out from her man who felt guilty( rubbish , probably wanted to be the one to confess first b/4 the babe felt guilty and told my play sis).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know bout anyone else but i'm mad about this.It is clear to me that it is no longer safe to trust u're home gal with u're man or even u're ex -man whom she probably helped u get over, all the while jumping for joy that ya'll broke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i know every gal isn't like this , e.g. ME (eeewww , I don't want to swap spit or any other kind of body fluids indirectly with my friend through her man) ,and i know there are exceptions when it comes to an ex as well ,which are:&lt;br /&gt;a) U ask u're friend and she says its cool&lt;br /&gt;b) U and u're friend are not cool anymore&lt;br /&gt;c) U're friend died ( this can also be used for a current boyfriend, unless u murdered u're friend just to be with her guy then this is not applicable cus u'd be going to hell)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are way too many guys out here for us to be behaving like starving animals .Ladies please stop this madness before someone gets STABBED , weave pulled out, or acid thrown at us ,we know the consequences and yet we continue to put ourselves in these positions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. women sleeping with their enemies boyfriends the consequences are the same for u remember that ,other than that keep on doing what u do ,I don't like her either (Evil Laugh)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-115655024262585281?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/115655024262585281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=115655024262585281' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/115655024262585281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/115655024262585281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2006/08/help-save-camaraderie.html' title='Help Save Camaraderie'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-115619931460699545</id><published>2006-08-21T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T16:38:10.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Frustration</title><content type='html'>On Saturday August 19th I was frustrated out of my freaking mind. I tried so hard to pretend that everything was ok.I didn’t want to cry and I didn’t want to scream so I wrote it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08-19-06&lt;br /&gt;My wisdom teeth are growing, they are f%*king with my dentition. I don’t have health insurance and I need to get these bad boys pulled out b/4 any further damage to my freaking teeth.&lt;br /&gt;I’m moving into a new apartment, gotta set up smud, pg&amp;amp;e, cable, gosh so much SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;My breaks on my car are failing WTF.Can I get a minute to breath, doesn’t this shit ever stop.Oh yeah b/4 I forget school starts in a week and those boring ass text books are gonna cost me an arm and a leg. NAWA for these greener pastures oh.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand it could be worse, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-115619931460699545?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/115619931460699545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=115619931460699545' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/115619931460699545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/115619931460699545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2006/08/saturday-frustration.html' title='Saturday Frustration'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-115437668358332108</id><published>2006-07-31T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T13:11:23.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Black in the work Place</title><content type='html'>Being Black in the Work Place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They take my kindness for weakness. They take my silence for speechless.&lt;br /&gt;They consider my uniqueness strange. They call my language slang.&lt;br /&gt;They see my confidence as conceit. They see my mistakes as defeat. They consider my success accidental. They minimize my intelligence to "potential".&lt;br /&gt;My questions mean "I'm unaware". My advancement is somehow unfair.&lt;br /&gt;Any praise is preferential treatment. To voice concern is&lt;br /&gt;discontentment.&lt;br /&gt;If I stand up for myself, I'm too defensive. If I don't trust them, I'm too apprehensive.&lt;br /&gt;I'm defiant if I separate. Yet, I'm fake if I assimilate.&lt;br /&gt;So, constantly I am faced with work place hate. My character is constantly under attack.&lt;br /&gt;Pride for my race makes me, "TOO&lt;br /&gt;BLACK". Yet, I can only be me. And, who am I you might ask? I am that Strong Black Person... Who stands on the backs of my ancestor’s?&lt;br /&gt;Achievements, with an erect spine pointing to the stars with pride,&lt;br /&gt;Dignity and respect which lets the work place in America know, that I&lt;br /&gt;not only possess the ability to play by the rules, but I can make them as Well!&lt;br /&gt;Black History 365&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; P.S. Pass -it on to your black co-workers. Good, Better, Best, Never ever rest Until YOUR Good is Better and YOUR Better is Best!&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous author&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-115437668358332108?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/115437668358332108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=115437668358332108' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/115437668358332108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/115437668358332108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2006/07/being-black-in-work-place.html' title='Being Black in the work Place'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29839144.post-115052407733097645</id><published>2006-06-16T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T00:16:30.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little intro of moi</title><content type='html'>Shoot ,I don't know why I'm even opening up my own blogg,guess I'm copying Maripopo + its something to do when I'm bored at my desk. Besides I have enough drama in my life that this will be such a great outlet to get it out.&lt;br /&gt;Well here I go; My friends call me K ,I'm a 22 year old  Comms major. A lot of peeps might not believe I'm a comms major cause of my horrid spelling(thank God for spell check) and terrible use of puncuation marks. I swear I think I'm dyslexic or something. If your not anal about the English language you'll love reading my stuff but if u r u might just enjoy correcting me I'm open either way .Anyway where was I ? Oh yes, I'm trying to live '06 to the fullest because for some odd reason I believe this is my year.I mean I'm having &lt;u&gt;my very own&lt;/u&gt; first nephew in august, my bro is getting married this month,finally have closure from an old relationship,and I have a great job that doesn't involve me being nice to some rude ass customers(I hate retail).So I think so far so good, there has been your occasional drama here and there but that's natural and unavoidable.Oh well that's about it in a nut shell.I do hope I can keep up with the blogging world, guess I'll find out sooner or later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29839144-115052407733097645?l=nigerican.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/feeds/115052407733097645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29839144&amp;postID=115052407733097645' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/115052407733097645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29839144/posts/default/115052407733097645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigerican.blogspot.com/2006/06/little-intro-of-moi.html' title='A little intro of moi'/><author><name>Nigerican</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15116138089354609808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_P53ZeoJ6s9U/SJFjq7uBD3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qnK5F7idSIk/S220/grad+2008+052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
