Last Post for the Year 2015

Hi Lovelies!!!

It's been a long while since I was last in here. I missed you guys.

On my way to work, I was trying to recap my highlights/ achievements for the year. Unfortunately, I could not recall much. However, Yesterday, I made a feat of driving across the 3rd Mainland bridge. This bridge is one I always feared being on. But my Colleague, gave me his car and insisted I drove home- take about conquering one's fears.

I attempted my professional exams this year. Although I had a reference, I was glad I made effort to write it. I will be concluding it in March 2016, by the grace of God...and if i'm serious enough to pick my books and start reading. I can't say I gave my best in my first attempt. I was too lazy to read. I also tried cutting cost, by avoiding any paid tutorials. Those monies, i will still have to spend, even more, talk about penny wise pound foolish.

I met some people this year, guys actually. They basically are coming for marriage, and of course, some for flings. On this topic, I'll pass, because I really don't like any of them. The one I somehow loved, an architect like me, did something that made me wary. Asked me for a loan of 100k in only two weeks of knowing him. That was like a bad sign. But i still think about him. and I have not been able to like anyone else since then. There is even one who my family sorta likes. He's based in Warri, with a good job. He's also quite generous and maybe caring, but he irritates me. I hate the way he speaks and he's darn ugly. He dresses OK, but there's no love for him. I feel pressure from my people about him. He has some scores to settle with me, cos I discovered somethings about his past he lied about. I hate liars.

I guess I'll stop here, but let me drop one major resolution for next year. 

I will not allow envy of jealousy take hold of me. I happy and comfortable with who I am, what I have. I know who I am.


Wishing You and Amazing, Awesome 2016.

Going Natural.

I really can't remember the last time I used relaxers on my hair, But I remember wanting to lock (artificial) my hair for the Christmas last year 2012. I ended up not locking it anyway, can't remember the reason, probably, my hair wasn't due enough to rock the hair style. Anyway, I'll assume, the last time I retouched was in September 2012. This is because, I bought the attachment I intended to use for Christmas  way before the season (cos of the usual outrageous increase in prices prevalent within that period). Funny enough, I got the wrong attachment for the dread lock, instead the one I got was for Kinky braids. In January when I thought my hair was due enough to be locked, I went to the salon, that was when I discovered my mistake. I however still went ahead with the kinky. Before this though, I met, a Naturalista at a religious function, and told her about my intention of locking. She however advised me not to lock, but rather, just go natural, so that I can be at liberty to play more with the hair. I reasoned with her. So on January 15th 2014, I made, my kinky braids and loved it. 

Below is a picture, immediately after I made the hair.



The following is me rocking the hair at work

 

I did the Kinky thing for the second consecutive time, this time wasn't as nice as the first, because I used the same attachment. The first I carried for two month, The second for a month. Then I did the Ghana weave of my previous post

I took off this Ghana weave on Saturday morning. Washed my hair  myself on Saturday night. While conditioning, I grabbed a scissors and started trimming the relaxed ends, not the tiny trim I normally do, but large chunk of hair. I guess I just couldn't wait to rock just my natural hair, Was already tired of the transitioning thingy,

Anyways, I ended up with this

                                           

 

Finally, After trying out how I would wear the hair to work, I settled with this.










...and Yes, I got lots of complements and stares. lol

Natural hair Rocks baby!

OB, I love you...edited note in red

I write down this heading and I'm smiling to myself....OB, my OB.


It's been a while I wrote about you. Not like I've forgotten about you (though I've convinced myself to do that many times before), It's just that I haven't gotten around to blogging about it.


You're still like a mystery to me... you're still ever present in my life... you're still the one I call Obim, you're still the one I love. 


Yes, I feel like I understand you well enough but I still wish I could trust you more than I do right now.


Maybe you don't know, but I once trusted you (and you, me) until I did something, and you did something and we both lost the trust we had for each other. It still shows in our conversations...the lack of trust, but then you always say you were kidding.


These past weeks, you've been out of this world, you've been what I wished you had been since I met you. You call everyday, you helped me out when I was down financially (I had to really beg sha!) and then yesternight, you said you love me-something you've not said in ..like forever. I think I've said that phrase to you too before but over a conversation. 


OB, I love you...and this I love you is not just a feeling, it's a choice I want to make.


Should I make it?


If you ever read this can you leave your answer here or  tell me in person or over the phone..or in a text, Just tell me Chioma Make that choice.I'll understand what you mean.    Don't bother! (I've seen the future)

Bye bye Twitter link

I used to link this blog to my twitter account, but that was when I wasn't really active on twitter and then my followers where actually strangers. But now, I'm being followed by people who know me and I really don't want them reading all about me and the happenings in my life.


I use to write on a book journal before, but this online stuff seem to be more fun so I started writing here, though not as regularly as I used to write on my book... but honestly, the book was deeper cos I wrote everything- No remix, no half truth. but that was because no one was allowed to touch.
But Online, I try to be more decent which is killing me (grrh!)....but what is one to do...you don't want to be washing your dirty linens outside.


If they stumble upon this blog by chance, No problem!

A prayer for my heart.

Lord give me a heart that loves, and doesn't hurt, a head to keep my heart from harm's way!
     - chiek...