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You have it...but not quite.

So you've been wishing for something, praying for it, infact, begging for it but then it comes, it looks like what you've been asking for...but then you become afraid.

You want it, but then you are scared that it might harm you. why? There is no doubt that you want it but you are just too afraid to take that plunge just in case it hurts you, yet this is what you stay up most nights praying for...

It comes to you and then you think you don't deserve it, it's too good to be yours. Why?

Is it because you feel inadequate to have it? I wonder...

Nigeria beckons...

Shock Horror!

Having time off work, the plan was to go to the market and finally get the ingredients for my Hausa declicacy "tuwo shinkafa" as the rain prevented me from doing so the other day. So off I went to the market. However, on my journey to the market, I decided to go into a pharmacy to pick up sodium bicarbornate as it's been rated to increase water's alkalinity to say 10Ph which is quite good if you are a fan of the supergreen diet which has recently taken my fancy.

I did the necessary and made my way to leave and head into the hustle and bustle of my local market but at the exit, I noticed a machine that looked rather odd and given my curious nature, I made a bee-line for it to satisfy inquisitive nature. It was then that I discovered it to be a machine that measures height, give blood pressure reading and cleverly works out your weight and BMI. I was elated! I have read about these machines a few times but so far haven't been opportuned to come across one so this was really good.

I positioned myself on the platform, inserted my wrist in the wrist bag, band or wrap(whatever you chose to call it) but not before inserting a pound coin in the money slot. Off it went. With calcuations done, I was excited to get my result, infact, I was like a kid in candy shop for a reason that still isn't clear to me now. S

So the ticket came out and what I beheld was a shocker to say the least! No, my blood pressure was normal -thank God! You see, i've always fancied myself as a Naomi Campbell(in height, anyway) and thought I was taller than average but the reality was that I am merely a 5ft 7inc tall lady. That wasn't the disappointment though. The disappointment was beholding my weight!! Now, i'm thinking that there might be some mistake somewhere afterall the machine recorded my weight as 5ft 7in which i'm sure should have been 5ft 10 at least (:-)), so how am I to trust a machine that says i'm slightly over 1st overweight? Surely, there must be something wrong with the machine, so off I stormed to the counter only to be told that the machine is perfectly alright!

I was gutted to put it mildly but what hurt me most was the realisation that my Tuwo shinkafa wasn't going to happen that day and from then on, i'd have to put myself through the tough and rigid regime of raw food!!!

Today is my first day on the raw food diet and so far, i've had a packet of plantain chips, jollof rice with fried meat and i've just taken a bite of the left over pancake I made on saturday with no greens in sight if I may add.

Our diet is going just fine, isn't it? Yeah right!

Tuwo Shinkafa.

It's spitting rain!

It was all planned out. To go to the market, buy Jasmine rice, beans and ewedu so I could make Tuwo Shinkafa. Not now, though. The rain has messed it all up. My mouth is watering, can't get the image of tuwo with gbegiri and ewedu soup out of my head and I have virtually nothing in my pantry. Mo is gonna be gutted when he gets here and all. I got him dreaming about it too. Maybe some other time, some other time, maybe.

Bummer!

Night Owl.

I'm fed up of staying up while others are sleeping. I sleep in the evening just before 8 and stay awake at night! How I manage to get into work can only be described as a miracle.

I really am tired of this so I ordered "Supergreen" from innerlight today. It's touted to boost energy and aid weight loss. Also, it supplements vitamins so i'm hoping that with vitamin replacement, things would return to normal in the body thereby aiding good rest and hopefully my body clock will stabilise.

Mo and I are back in full swing and things are going great so it's the best of times.

Nigeria Vs The World.

I bet a number of us must have read about the recent maltreatment of a particular set of Nigerians aboard a British Airways, flight, right?

Well, it has got me thinking deeply than I previously did. I am really sick and tired of the stigmatisation, the stereotypes and generalisations. I am Nigerian and I am proud of it (though I almost choked on those words). It is a very difficult time to be Nigerian now. If we are not being deported, we are being done for fraud or our guys are hated by other black men because they believe they steal their women or other national females think Nigerian men are dogs and not good role models, all sorts, you name them! Nigerian women are either prostitues or plain gold diggers.

How long are we going to seat back and have countries in the world drag our name in mud? How long are we going to accept being disprespected by even the likes of Tanzania!? Recently, Wole Soyinka was undignifiably searched at the South African Airport, why? Because he is Nigerian of course! It's only a Nigerian that would die on his way to being deported back home without it's government batting an eyelid! I was shocked to read on a Nigerian forum, recently the comment of another Nigerian like myself who thought the Nigerian who was thrown out of the BA flight deserved it perfectly well! I was shocked! She even went on to suppor the treatments being metted to us in the diaspora because as she saw it, we are unruly individuals! I wasn't able to reply to her comment because I am not a member of the forum, otherwise I would have given her a piece of my mind, but I digress.

Now, it has come to the crux now that I personally have to be a doer rather than a mere talker. I have taken part in heated debates in the past about Nigeria and how I think it's a great country with vast potentials but where am I now? I'm still in a country which isn't mine. I went out recently to vote for the current mayor of London, however, when such event happens in Nigeria, I never return to at least exercise my rights as a Nigerian. What we need to know now is that this world is borrowed from our children. Whatever we do now, is what our children will come to find. If we live little for them, they get little.

A lot of us are here in high flying post, we love starbucks, we love French connections, we love walking into Gucci and feeling among, we have bought into the western culture that ours seem so backward now. Even in Nigeria, you see how the western culture have infilterated ours. When they ask a lot of us why we are are not at home, we moan about security, lack of light and all sorts yet it's in this same secure land that our children are been killed. I guess you didn't hear of Damilola Taylor or the recent wave of gun crimes which is claiming a lot of black children's lives, eh? Security isn't guaranteed anywhere in the world!

I recenctly learnt that in the last one year alone, one thousand Nigerians have lost their lives to robbery and attack in SOUTH AFRICA!!! Can you imagine that? We are hated even in our own continent! Why exactly do we feel the need to travel out of our shores? Fair enough if we want to do so for exposure, the education that the likes of Britain gave. Hmm...even the thought of that brings to mind the amount of money ordinary Nigerians contribute to the British economy in terms of visa fees! Not all these visa applications are successful, mind you. A lot of Nigerians made noting less than 3 applications before being eventually granted a visa! Yet we say there is poverty in Nigeria, I say where? Why do we fork out all this money so as to be disrespected and maltreated, so?

Isn't it this same Nigerians which do not provide opportunities that South Afrikaans are milking from its economy in terms of telecommunications? I just think we need to change our orientation. Nigerians are a very dynamic people, we are a people who do not settle for less but we never see diamond in the rough! We are always after the Diamonds that have been polished and shiny which of course was taken from our land and using our people to do the hard work of making it what it is!

Talking of diamonds, isn't it just at our backyard in Sierra Leone? This same oil, before it's discovery, i'm sure we would have travelled to Saudi Arabia for opportunities just because it has oil, if we hadn't found it on our own land! There is still alot that we are yet to uncover but no, our people fail to see it. We want to come to a place where it's already being laid out. Who wan suffer, abi?

Anyway, enough of my ramblings. I just thought to let you know that I am tired of this stigma and I wanna return home. I wanna die at home! if there is any death that would kill me, I want it to be from home and not from these yobs or hoodies! Yes, I am fed up of this all1 Nigeria is great! I am great!

Help!

I can't remember who introduced me to facebook but I remember getting too many invites from friends that I got fed up and decided to try it out. I registered and didn't bother to do anyting to about it for about 8 months or so. I actually forgot my password. I was remember laughing at my friend one time when she was sooooooo hooked on Hi5 and thought she was really sad. I thought social networks like that was meant for teenagers who had plenty time on their hands. Well, that was before Facebook came along. Things seem to have moved on from then and you'll be shocked at who you can come across on facebook. Don't be shocked find your dad's friend or even grandma's friend on there o. It's a shocker, I tell ya! I actually also thought that facebook was for desperate singles who had given up hope on finding a suitable other half but whatever your reason for being on facebook, I have come not to be too shallow minded as to pigeon hole everyone. Facebook is for a variety of things. It could be for dating, networking and whatever you so choose.

Well, I didn't particularly choose facebook but that seems like story now, doesn't it? The fact is that i;m a member! I didn't like it at first but as time grew and boredome grew more, I found myself spending considerable time on that thing. Infact, I can't do a day without going on that thing now. Yes! It's thing! That thing is so bad that they even give you an option of bible verse application so as not to feel bad that you are spending good time which you could be spending relating to God on there. I have to say though that I quite like that application as it has enabled me know more verses by heart.

Okay, my main reason for this post is to seek help. Yes, help! because I am hooked! I have almost all the applications now. I even today added the coolest person application - how sad! I wanna get out of there but there also could be a lot of benefit from there in terms of business. I have come across some old secondary school mates who wants me to help plan their events(a lot of them still sees me as the fly girl I used to be in school so they think i'm still pretty cool which is really nice). I have made new friends also and recently had an admirer. I can't believe this! I actually like the guy! He is fit! Oh! I am sad!

Anyway, I need help and pronto too!