12 bucks...

I was a victim of an organised scam today....guess what! It wasnt the famed Nigerian scam but a consortium of Malaysian 'go-gos'.

After walking the perimeter of the supposedly the Biggest shopping complex in south east Asia, looking for a shop to fix ma broken guitar, I chanced upon a Mega sales in one of the departmental shops and decided to take a pip.

Well, the first ploy was that I had to get a 'member's' card before I was allowed entry! I couldnt even bloody 'look' at them 'hot' deals if i didnt pay, whoa!

well,....I obliged...I wouldnt let 12 bucks ruin any top-flight bargains that might be lurking around in this SALES. The first mistake the folks made was to print ma name wrongly on ma discount card. On a good day, I'd overlook it but not after I am coaxed into getting a discount card that I might not need much...the bummer is that I would have to pay 12 bucks yearly to renew it....not an issue!

Those kindda shopping sprees are crazy and the faint hearted should not attempt trying to look at the prices, at 70% minus all the business and political bullshit, most of the prices of things in ma opinion were ridiculously low. You could see chains of queues trying to give their hard-earned dough to the stakeholders of Jusco Shopping center...I bet many woulda fought just to be allowed to pay for their merchandise.

Well, ma legs were almost giving in on me after the long stroll, with limited funds and a maxed card, I was in a dilema deciding what to buy...everything seemed a pretty good deal but I would not let ma good jugdement stand in the way, I was gonna be very meticulous for once in a lifetime!

I ended up making it a 'shoe' day! some deals were too good to think twice, I went away with two pairs, football boot plus miscellanous items that included a table tennis set! The 12 bucks that will be 'stolen' from me yearly now goes to a good course when I look at the stack of ma shooping bags...I hope future sales can carry 100% discount tag and be pre-empting enough to grab the attention of innocent chaps like me unawares.

Well, I can walk around in ma shoes and play table tennis while figuring out how to live through July now that I am officially broke at the beginning of the month.....may God help us feeble-minded.

...salient reflections..

'.... a youth who sleeps away the hour of opportunity brings shame...'

I suddendly confirmed that i have the fetish for success and would dedicate much just to see it come to pass. The days of boredom are almost over. There is too much for me to do now..The problem lies in the fact that things that manufacture dough is not yet running, so, entreprenuers might call me a time -waster.

I am a self-acclaimed opportunist....today, i got the shock of the month when i saw that particular phrase while browsing through the good book! '... a youth who sleeps away the hour of opportunity brings shame....'Proverbs 10:5b(NLT).That was a bummer! something I want to ponder upon....wonder how many hours of opportunities that i have slept away! I gotta be extra alert if I want to retain ma title as an opportunist and live it out with viable evidences.

This holiday is bitter-sweet, it will be all-sweet if I am able to get on that plane before things get crazy again. It is pure-undeflied fun to get up and sleep at whatever time yu desire....I have to readjust ma body clock so i dont do any permanent damage. Im like a confirmed nocturnal being now...thanks to 'ininghe...' sometimes, I am up from dusk till dawn till morning......doing all sorts of crazy things.

Scrabble has successfully become my new-found passion...the game gets sweeter and sweeter by the day, despite the fact that I am yet to win my first game. Im playing with a 'self-acclaimed' pro and, apart from using up too much time inbetween playing words, I aint doing so badly afterall! I dont care if this dude has been playing all his life, and I started playing like, three days ago, I just wanna beat him silly...that is the kindda stock that I am made of...always wanting the spot-light especially when wits are involved...never finding solace in failure....not matter how disguised she is....god help me...

I got a bummer when I read in the 'good book' about summer and how shameful i'd be if i slept through hours of opportunities.

I wouldnt say that I have wasted too many opportunities this summer break...I have tried to play hard and embark on these self-improvement stunts so I can stay on 'check'.

The activities lined up are enormous. This period of 'chilling' has slowly began to see make me see ma forte, I doubt that 'engines and circuits' are top of the list. Despite the fact that everything screams 'dough!'.....I will wait until ma change comes....

......Of NiGerIA and HOPE!

It is slowly becoming a habit, everyday I slowly turn on the computer and load google and do three things….

1. type ‘nigeria’ into the search window and start ravaging news about ma homeland from almost every source that cares to report shitz n' stuffz.
2. type ‘akwa ibom’ – the name of my beloved state into the search window and digest the news that contains.
3. type ‘godswill akpabio’ – my state governor in which I happen to believe very much in into the search window and beging ma day dreaming and analysis.

I can then do other things in peace like check mails, chat and research and lately blog. I always find it very frustrating though reading news from home ever since the election period. There is never enough news especially about my Akwa Ibom State. Itz even more frustrating when I read about Nigeria and find that the news is saturated by reports of kidnapping which previously was an excuse to getting attention and is slowly turning into lucrative business for hungry and maybe, lazy boys who want to do ‘…..what a man’s gotta do in order to survive’ Just get a few boys, arm them with ammo, get them to kidnap any foreign oil worker and demand for a ransom of 60Million Naira. I hope the government will have the discernment to nip this problem at the bud before it becomes another ‘Nigerian myth’ – we have a handful already with the alleged ‘Nigerian email scam’ and all!

It is like everyday I wake up and hope that there will be a MIRACLE particularly in my state and Nigeria as a whole. I dream of my state as a paradise which I will be able to proudly show off to ma foreign friends that I meet as I travel around the globe and even other Nigerians from other states. I think of it as a model state with will synthesize and spearhead the economic and infrastructural development of Nigeria as a country. when I think about the fastest way to m ove Nigeria forward, I shudder because the method would be drastic as it would take a lot of waste of time and resources to get 140 million folks and counting of diverse languages, customs and religious inclination to agree to a 'foul-proof' method of moving our nation forward. Like I will always say, we have a lot to Learn from Malaysia. We should literally 'copy and paste' Malaysia...in ma sick opinion. but, as my favourite quote says '...hope is a good thing to hold on to...'

I refuse to think that all the natural resources that God has endowed us with are curses…we are meant to manage and enjoy them to the best of our ability. I can slowly see patriotism and politics sneak into ma blog, but, what-to-do! Maybe this is what the stuffz is about in the shitz n’ stuffz, maybe vice versa.

Hope is the best thing that I do for Nigeria now, I hope to contribute to laying a strong foundation for my dreams about Nigeria to be realized in the nearest future by supporting a model to evolve through which others will learn from and Follow suit – Akwa Abasi Ibom State!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY NSIKAK!!!

Yesterday was a great day, most of my worries were abated, today is a better day, tomorrow is the best day!

One of the benefits of living in south-east Asia is that you get to see what other parts of the world will only begin seeing about 6 to 7 hours later or more. You know how folks make fuss outta every single incidence that has any significant undertone? I was alarmed to find out while browsing throught he pages of one of the national dailies that tomorrow, today is 07 -07 – 07.

That would have totally skipped ma mind had it not been posted in the papers, It could have been cruel to forget because, in may whole family, the only person that shares the same birth-month with me is my last brother who is turning I think 19 today!. Wow! He a big boy now…I cannot believe that ma baby brother is actually 19! Well, HAPPY BIRTHDAY BROH!!! You were born in a great month and it is spectacular this year 070707. May yu grab all the luck and favor that a day this special can bring to a single human being all things being unequal…MAY YUR WILDEST DREAMS COME TRUE….and make you into a formidable force that will take up your generation by force. Amen.

..and I heard this fussing about the new seven wonders of the world being revealed today 07-07-07 after a series of worldwide votes casted by millions of people in the world through various media. The program which is hosted by a Swiss company is aiming to outphase the previous seven wonders which many argued was not voted ‘wonders’ out of a unianimous agreement, hence their quest to make this new list a people’s list.

It’s a shame that I cant boast to be able to memorise all the soon-to-phase-out seven wonders of the world, It doesn’t really matter anymore does it? I will save some space in memory to commit the new list while hoping that no body comes up with an ulterior list any time soon. Just for record sake, the wonders I just looked up http://ce.eng.usf.edu/pharos/wonders/list.html and http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seven_Wonders_of_the_World are;

1. the great pyramid of Giza – Egyptians
2. the hanging Gardens of Babylon
3. the temple of Artemis in Ephesus
4. the statue of Zeus in Olympus
5. the Mausoleum of Maussollos at Halicanassus
6. the Colossus of Rhodes
7. the Lighthouse of Alexandria
   
   Some of these ‘must-see’ sites are man-made structures with utmost classical antiquity. While some are still standing as at date, others have been eventually destroyed by natural and man made mistakes.
   
   Seven is believed to be a wholesome number – a number of perfection and completion for those that are into this shitz n’ stuffz, so, being from a beautiful family of seven kids, I just cant wait to count the blessings that are gonna be poured out on me and me kids n folks them. Hope is a good thing to hold unto. Nsikan Matthews, you are a very favoured and blessed child, yu are a perfection and completion, my your horn be lifted this day forward and forever…Amen! HAPPY BIRTHDAY AGAIN! Grow SmArT! God bless you!

belly talk...

'...Yu delivered me from the valleys of the shadow of death.....and kept me from evil...'

Life is a journey, itz an expedition, heck! Itz a mystery! Other wise, why are there so many questions that don’t have straight up answers? We tend to study and predict, indict, contradict, and extinct the laws of common sense. Nobody is just wise, experience is the best wisdom teacher, study all yu want!

Digression! I don’t tend to want to indulge in that thot, it could be a thesis.
While on the last lap of solving Mr. Rubix’s cube, I got so frustrated that I decided to hit sack, it never happened, all my projections was marred by pain, excruciating abdominal pain I mean. It has happened to me in that at three instances in my sojourn here on earth, I vividly remember each instance on the back of ma fingers, therez nothing I wouldn’t want to do to take the pain away – not even surgical operation!

Doctors have cooked up intelligent names for it but none could find the reason or an answer, it remained a guess game, some wanted to name it Appendicitis but the symptoms proved them wrong, Gastric was also ruled out. One wanted to dissect me for same anyway, thank God for making the stubborn type, itz been useful sometimes!

One Dr. Viji, an Indian guru, almost healed me by engaging me in a biological talk about the issue, explaining all the organs in ma digestive system, how they function and attempting to draw it on my prescription note. I swear! Memories of Mrs. Ukpong Ma Biology Professor, started pouring into ma thots stream, she coulda been proud of me now, I was more literate than I am known to be. As therapy, suggested that I eat breakfast, avoid spicy food, curry, and most of all that I should think about my girlfriend and I will be just fine – what ever made him feel that I had one…..(ininghe should read this one!) - HOW COOL IS THAT FOR A DOCTOR!
You, all that doctor terms, ‘passing motion’ – for goodness sake! that thing is called ‘Shitting’ or ‘Uduan’ if you are the more polite type. (Akwa Ibomites would appreciate this joke more).

When the medical bills were surging in a private clinic, I decided to go and bear the rigors of the Public funded hospital, which was of course by the recommendation Dr. Viji when he projected too when he witnessed the pain that someone might just need to cut me open and find out what the heck causing this horrendous pain to this sweet boy…… Dr Ahmed was nice too, same old shitty tests, blood, urine, temperature, x-ray, and nothing is wrong with me! Dr. Viji also commented that in India I woulda been a specimen for medical students….I almost believed him!

I could also count the number of times that I have tripped to a hospital in my entire life, it was bare - x-ray for college medical tests and the fact that I was born there were the only incidences I remember prior to visiting Asia. I dunno what it done to me, now; I am advised to lay off most Asia cuisine, how cruel!

The funny thing about me having this abdominal crushes is that it makes me into a baby - yeah, I said it! Folks might be wondering, this dude with all the muscles being this smitten, even sicker folks had to wait for doctors to jab some morphines into ma ass to alleviate the pain a lil bit.

The fact that I wanna write about this shit is amazing, the point is that I am ever so grateful to God who has been healing me all this years and keeping me healthy and kicking even when I can be so careless at times in regards to my wel-being...and Doctors can at least find a name to whatever is manufacturing pains in there.

To also appreciate those little and big angels who do one or the other to keep me alive including the ones that give me free medical lectures as a healing therapy. This helps me continue to carry out my earthly functions which include putting lasting smiles on faces of people that I meet daily amongst other functions. Tusen Takk!!!

Mr. Rubix

Waking up everything is more a routine now, at times wondering how to make the day worthwhile occupies ma thots the whole and I end up doing just that, ‘figuring out’. I keep telling maself to get ma lazy butt up and doing and yet, ma body says, don’t yu need a break? I tend to agree to disagree. Life had been a drag for the past couple of months…itz been pure-rough-thug-hussler living. Hope has been word for some ‘bout now.
I quest of in-toto body work aka self improvement has caged me like a wild animal. For once, I am learning things that would actually be useful in living life in today’s world. Business language, Business creation, Opportunities, ‘Ininghe’s’ Language, the guitar, the keyboard, the Rubix cube, African History, body sculpt, Emotional Intelligence, and other miscellaneous shitz n’ stuff.
Itz been a journey, one of self discovery and appreciation to ascertain how ready I am to formally join the corporate world formally.
I might be what folks used to term as ‘Jack of all trades’, the cliché is that I am actually in the process of mastering some!
I went to a friend’s sometime fix last week and immediately I stepped in, I set ma eyes on a Rubix cube, something I always wanted to explore after watching Will Smith fix the Rubix Cube puzzle in a scene in the film “ The Pursuit of Happyness’. How ironic! I am also in same chase. That influence and the challenge from my man ‘Ek’ that I would never solve the cube in two weeks got ma adrenaline pumping and nothing was gonna stop me from doing this ‘colored’ cube, not even time! Itz kindda hilarious because even when I started trying to fix it, I had no idea what the ‘cube’ thing was called, some dude had to help me out with the name to commence the research.

Today, the 6th Day of July, 2007, I, Ub Matthews fixed the Rubix Cube, now, howz that for a record! Hahahahahha. It took me exactly one week and approximately more than 72 hours amidst other activities to put this ‘CUBE’ together. Itz been research, itz been permutations, logic, frustrations, but all that don’t weigh to the joy that permeated ma world when I turned the last level of the cubies and they just fell into place! I was ecstatic, and slowly let out some screams and squeaks. If yu would ask me, I would say that I am HAPPY!..I looked forward in ma vain life to this day…hmmm. all thanks to http://www.chessandpoker.com/rubiks-cube-solution.html, i found incredible aid from this site.

I’ve have this picture in ma mind for so long to start and complete a project for once that determination gave me needed edge. Been cursing and stuff each time I neared victory and blew it, all that was for the mastering, I might just embark on that sometime.

The Rubix is a rotateable cube that has nine (9) colored squares that make up each side of the cube (cubies). It was invented in 1974 by Erno Rubix who became the richest dude in Hungary, his country at that time; I hear the dude is still alive and kicking up weirder games. The objective is to rotate the cube until same color of square appears respectively on the six different sides of the cube. There are so many ways of solving it and that makes it kindda frustrating to fix, any wrong rotation, twists your ‘gray matter’ only just further, one should expect cursing slipping out if yu are as meticulous as moi is.

july 4th musings

The sweet/irritating sensation of an itchy eye coupled with irregular sleeping patterns and ‘Ininghe’ has been ma time machine for quite some while now; waking me up in the wee hours at every stroke.
There are like a thousand things to be done of a sudden, the quest for knowledge is really having a toll on me! Does anyone know have a clue on how captivating, frustrating and time-consuming this feat might be? Especially when yu think yu’ve got it all under control.

Mr. Rubix suddenly decided to join forces in tormenting me and my intellect is being taken on a wild goose chase. I am almost conducting a research on all the possible ways of fixing this ‘damned’ cube and will make so much noise on completion…..believe it or not! Many bitches and high, have all concentrated loads of internet pages to offer ultimate guided solutions to unraveling the mystery of the Rubix cube but, I am either quite distanced from this pool of wits or this solutions are not intoto. The frustrations involved in fixing this ‘shithead’ cube clearly explains why the lowly art/design dude, Mr. Rubix back in the days was shot in fame and impeccable wealth with his invent – the Rubix cube. Lord! This shit made him the richest chap in communist Hungary back in the days…tsk tsk tsk.

With the advent of the worldwideweb, information becomes very readily available, talk about ‘google!’ itz like literally having ‘em do all he complex thinking now and having ‘good-‘ol’ brain take a sabbatical! Perfectly defining a summer holiday. I kindda underestimated the efficacy of the www, limited it to searching for ‘desserts’ until I found a whole collection of ‘main-course recipe’ in its pages.

Now, I ‘google’ for literally everything – random names, old college mates, countries, images - dont get that twisted…., world news, weirdos, revolution of Nigerian politics and democracy, akwa ibom news/development, shitz n’ stuffz, itchy eyes….name it. Yeah, recently, I ran google on 26th July! Can yu dig that! Yeah, itz ma birthday and I am so obsessed with it. It was a Monday…precisely at dawn, as a cute/healthy 3 pound baby was given the first breath of his own, the Rolling Stones were celebrating this birth in the Wembley Stadium in their first ever performance there, I recall my mama tell me this some years ago.
Been searching offline for people and events that occurred on this date to connect with little success. The book I am currently reading, ‘The state of Africa by Martin Meredith, happens to be enlightening me of the many many interesting events that happened in Africa in July, 1982 to be precise…how obsessive!
This search nonetheless gave me very lovely buddies, I mean I was an instant buddy of anything July! If it came close to the 26 the better!

I could babble about this for ages but yeah, the first thing that struck me on the google pages was the subtle fact that July 26 also happens to be the independence day of Maldives and Liberia...how cool! It also happens to be a date in the Cuban and Indian history. It struck me however, that when I looked up answer.com for events on July 26, 1982 to be exact, it was ‘conveniently’ missing…there was always a skip between 1981 and 1983….and that tells me that ma name waits to be engraved in the annals of time, the question is, one what avenue?......hmmm…time will tell!

July 26, 1982 is not a very auspicious date but the salient events occurred that will shake the nations captivates me….call that obsession, narcissism or whatever, I am one of those ‘shakers! Oh shit! Today is July 4th and, owing to my current location, I happen to live and see the Independence Day of the most powerful nation on earth before folks over there does! They wont be seeing the strike of this 'sweet blessed' day in anything less than 5-6 hours later.

I will have to research more on this subject - July. It is quite much written already, I thot I could post about my itchy eyes but don’t wanna post such long boring details all at a go. I’l have to do this again soon…..shalom!

Poiema

The brilliance of full moon illuminates
a beautiful skyline of lover's day
the rays of the night-sun reveals a shadow
hiding sarcastically from love and life

The wind whistles hope
anopheles' sing freedom,
silence listens to reason
occasonally, laughter steals a moment

The emotions are high
tears are tired
words are sowed
a sweeet friendship is sealed

The time has timed
and love has soared
though we are thought as nought
we have tried to be tied

The full moon weans another
a reminscence trails a story
i count the stars and wish on it
that so much may your blessings be.

-Ub-

..under the influence.

You know what the say about whatz always on a guyz mind? Itz not always so difficult to figure out. Well, feed him with more than 45% of 2 litres alcohol and you might just hear 'em slip out.

The day was about to end and we was gonna retire to bed but this call came in and me and ma house mate started off to the deserted shopping centre and talk under the influence of stupor about shitz n' stuff. From the wee hours of the morning these 5 guys from 4 different nationalities talked about girls, love, sex, religion, history, colonialis and bulshit until dawn breaked out!

You would never believe how intellectual, stubborn and sometimes stupid boys would be trying to make a statement about the sometimes the most absurd things...it was fun. There is this feeling of wastefulness that comes over yu when yu suddendly realise that you have used about 5hours bingeing and talking mostly crap. I took turns to listen to reason in order not to feel so useless at the end of the conversation...i could at least boast that i learnt something valuable.

We had attending to the ethanol so called Christians, Muslims, Atheists, Free-thinkers and Jesus-followers...Lord! The residents of the nearby hostel and security officials must be complaining about the noise we made by now. Wise'nes and folly flowed generously no doubt.

One of the questions that was raised was that, no bullshit, if there was Adam and Eve in the beginning, how the hell does Nigerian have about 250 languages? not to talk of the world at large. If geography entails skin color,

why do the 'blacks' that have lived in 'white' countries not turned white and vice versa?

I need not emphasis the degree of foolishness we were delving into, almost at the verge of blaspheming I gotta rest ma weary head right away....Lord help us mortals, the 'reason' you gave us is having a toil on us...Amen

talk words

'..do not forget ma teachings, but keep ma commands in your heart, for they will prolong your life many years and bring you prosperity...'

Words are gold 'they' always say, why dont we trade that on forex or stock markets too? This aint just about financial security, itz couples health issues too. What more could entrepreneurs ask for?

The advice is literally obey to 'these' words (not know them) and get wealthy and live long and healthy enough to enjoy it.

Now, what do they say generally about words?

• that God created the universe armed with 'just' words?(..psychos wanna dispute this tho......everything evolved from monkeys and tadpoles they say, I wonder if there is a concrete genesis of these' strings of evolution!)
• that words are binding? (Lawyers and politicians have a field day debating on this one)
• That you can create or destroy, curse or bless, bring to existence or rubbles, etc, with just words?
• words are what they are, yeah, just words
• a host of other knowlegeable or blatantly wack shitz n' stuffz

Well the list can be very exhausting...dont attempt going through them on a humid day or you'd be gaggin'. The thing about words are that, well, you might need a dictionary to understand but the real power lies in the speaking thereof, and, it doesnt need a 'power' amplifier to measure the watts dessipated.

To have a hands on experience on the efficacy of words, dont read no 'DIY' journals...flip through the pages of the 'good' book...and you'd be laughing at 'so called' experts of wits. All they ever do is plagarise - knowlingly or otherwise, whether they own up of debate on international tv. Sometimes I wish God, had a copyright to all His words....He spoke those valuable money-spinning words and didnt bother about plagarism whereas, we stooges write crap and immediately scrambble for exclusive rights and royalties to it...talk about the ironies of life...

wise'ing up

......the quest to acquire wisdom got me flipping through the pages of the annals of the wisest man that ever live...you cant imagine the raw wisdom that is permeating the pores of ma cerebal cortex. The author of the 'get-wise' annals was quite aware of the 'energy' transfer that would take place courtesy of browsing the pages of the annals for inspiration. He said at an instance,

'...they will make the simple-minded clever. They will give knowledge and purpose to young people!......' He says again at some other instance,

'...then you will understand what is right, just and fair, and you wll know how to find the right course of action everytime(foul-prove!). For wisdom will enter yur heart, and knowledge will fill you with joy. Wise planning wll watch over you. Understanding wIll keep yu safe!...............'

Can yu imagine that this was written donkey years before those times that we usually describe as 'more than 2000years ago' by an un-educated chap? ok...i want to classify this wisdom - revelations as the 'purest' kind! All yu ever gotta do to get 'em is want it, listen, and wise-up!
That being said, there lies the most likely secret of any traits of spectacular wisdom that folks might see in ma daily dealings with life and people...i wasnt born with this, i go on an expedition for wisdom and i find it engrave in what appears to be the dumbest Books around.....itz more like a journey to discovery...itz bliss!
Ok...that was long winded.....Ma style most definitely, it gives me an edge and a feeling of 'verbal' security. Today is a good day, Some ININGHE contributed to ma waking at 6.59am on a holiday! So, i decided to jot down a few stunts during ma course of conversation with 'em.
Yu know what, ma time management is horrible, itz dipiladitated!.....needs a total reform, I aint gonna lie 'bout that! Try as I may to salvage it, it really takes 'raw' guts for me to be slick by the hour...whateva that means but yeah! There is one person, who boasts on being more aware of me when it comes to this light, something that i have learnt to agree with. It goes to a psychic level where almost the precise time that i will arrive is spelt despite what alternative figures i postulate. On this particular occassion, I was determined to scientifically, factually and otherwise proof 'somebody' wrong...I prayed for favor to arrive somewhere before 8.30pm last night as was predicted. Ma prayers were answered amidst mockery, denial and logical reasoning, but, ma time, +- the differences said 8.28pm when I arrived! This almost turned into debate! hhahaha. I will live it to ma admirers, fans and judges to figure out the answer/winner. Was I able to subvert the outcome of that prediction?............
Talking about wisdom, when yu acquire it even in the simplest form, it takes care of your other endless worries, significant or otherwise.
It came in handy when I had to put up a mosquito net for one of the world's sweetest little gurls! Reason said it was impossible seeing the circumstance but, one look in her eyes gave me a hint of joy that would permeate her heart and sleep that night to have this white veil shield her from a world of hungry scavengers....wisdom came into play and the magic was done!
This gave me a sense of accomplishment! Putting smiles regardless of how, in the faces of people i meet everyday. Wisdom tells me that this is ma forte, the purpose of ma continued existence.....
I am not gonna go overboard with this wisdom shyte...now, tell me yu dont want some!.....Shitz n' Stuffz keeps flowing in now but, Wisdom says, i end it now...if anybody is bored enough to be reading this...I might be commiting murder if i type one word further......

stage back

itz almost becoming a routine of loggin in and out. A lotta interesting events took ma zeal off writing online for a while. With a lot of free time on ma back and an almost empty reseviore of wits and dough, i am staging a launch-back into the 'ligitoral' ..wateva that means - world of scribbling shitz and stuffz...this way i can keep ma mind busy until something else stages.

Blessed holidays has been on for about three weeks now already, there are more than 10more weeks to go. Between December, 2006 when i last posted and now, i need not say as usual that a lot of water has passed over the bridge...namely:

uncertainties
hope
miracles
dissapointments
lust
love
love
love
heartache
election
holidays
brokeness
self appreciation
music
strike
...to mention but a few.

Like most Nigerian politicians, i shall once again make an empty promise to totally reform ma writing life...and blog, no matter what magnitude of shitz 'n stuffz that comes in ma almost holidaying brain...long live the federal republic of mbierebe obio and ovrebo....

Uncle VIctor

The moon has waned
The worries are mounting.
The room is cleaner
but thoughts are clogged
I see a window from which
dark clouds are looming
the music delves into a dirge
and slowly fades with a buzz
I sink deeper into oblivion
a mirade of scene flashes
the luminance is blinding
stretching into eternity.
shutting out the world
riding on the waves of pleasure
then eternity knocks on ma cell
boasting that itz captured another Valiant
I playback the scenes in time
speechless sobs swallow the words
I bow ma head in reference
and mutter a prayer for your kids
that needs may show them meat
and why's will feed them life
may your soul rest in perfect peace
uncle Victor


















maybe not, he is resting in glory

update thursday

The holiday seasons are here again....not a very gud to emerge but itz better now than never. There are lots of stuff to deal with and there appears to be insufficient time to weather it. Got some change for some deal and a few more are hangin here and there, itz kindda frustrating when ma bills are escalating arithmetically. Wifey is moving into our crib and things are taking shape again...at least I got honey to smile at a bruda after two long days! Gotta get down to the drawing board and figure out a way to make this holiday worthwhile.

My weeks end on thursdays now so I start a looong weekend today. Halleluyah!

Fasting by default every other day, I wish I was home to say a few prayers too. The Good LOrd has been faithful, the prayers of blessings on ma head are still potent, I dont know how much effort it would take to curse.

My mind is clouded witha lotta stuffs, i need to unclog it to be able to take in the heat of this semester. The Lord is on ma side and I am not afraid or dismayed....tommorrow is a bestest day!

...tat monday

Monday was blue......ok....forget it, I was in the mood to rhyme my story but that wont be necessary at the moment. I certified it was a bad day intoto....despite the many attempts to salvage it.

Ma intuition is crisp, I can sense trouble like a few hundred metres away. The fun part is that folks dont yield and they suffer afterwards, dragging me along in their mud as well. Me not being convincing enough to lead them to yielding becomes my downside - like a disability.

First mission was to get wifey a letter to enable her fix some visa problems which was caused by misinformation. Salvaged the first part and was settling into another phase of breakthrough when the break occured in a somewhat larger magnitude. A more than 10km maiden drive on the 'other' side of the road was greatly tainted. Suffice it to mention that I felt like crashing the damn car on a 120km/hr frenzy a number of times due to misunderstandings, frustrations, and inappreciation. I immediately seeked counselling on return.

Maybe itz the trend. I ran into a number of equally depressed folks, tears flowed freely. I might have been of a little use...not.

In the midst of ma self-inflicted depression........then things began to take shape. It wouldnt last long when I know tat wifey probably hated every nerve in me and she embarking on a 'hate' game....I aint a fan!

Talked bitness with some clients and the prospects fueled ma resolve to clean up some of the mess in ma life - at least ma bathroom! Tommorrow will a better day, today was long....reminiscing was longer, I rested in pieces.

show me the lurve

back like Moses to return the law.................took a lotta guts and efforts to return to this page. I woulda thot it was gone forreal.

A lotta thots, dreams and aspirations have gone undocumented and i feel like i deprived a generation of a chunk of knowledge. Like it is always said, a lot of water has passed over the brigde and boy! itz been a hell of an experience. Life has been fair and unfair for a respective amount of time and i couldnt have been more grateful.

Projects are been completed and new ones started, higher responsibilities, makeups and breakups and the other troubles of life. Life is now about living for the now, tommorrow remains vaguely uncertain. The fun part is that it makes me face it day with a renewed might and vigor.

A situation occured last evening that triggered an uncontrollable stream of liquid emotions. I sobbed like a bitch for quite a season and coulda killed this wifey to trying to console me. I really wanted to let it out....yeah....i let them tears flow if i cant hold 'em but.............im still the man.....and tommorrow is a better day. Show me some lurve.

Im on gear to weary ma eyes and perhaps yurs if yu are so silly to be still reading this, but like ma mom always said...."moderation babe!". I will accumulate the information to desemmilate it in a brievity. For now, adious......il be needing some love.

Like another warmup for a sequence of paper and ink

bits and bytes,

shitz and stuffz.

I commence a journey to the unknown again

with ma sanity and intuition hopefully intact

only this time knowing that im treading on stormy waters

which keeps me nonetheless in the know

fcuk what I said

Rain rain go away
come again another day
big boyz need to game
rain rain go away

Thatz the height of ma creativity today. Itz not as horrible as it sounds. I think exams is already taking itz toils on me. fcuk it! im outta here

...of shitz

I took out the trouble of posting shit on this page after such a long time but just one damn wrong button and a stubborn mouse sent it away spam!
I feel so dejected that I scribble out quite a few gud shit to post. You can feel ma pain now - Blogging which is so fun is becoming a pain in the butt.
Itz been a season of changes, a overhaul 'o me. My tit butts has experienced a drought that was somewhat evitable.
I have been the occupant of half pages of major Malaysian Dailies for the upteemth(sic) time!

cigared, did a couple of esters - hot ones, casted for an Astro commercial, met some sweet Brown Sugar from near ma sides of the straits, got ma first soccer medal, and blah, blah......
I seem to lack inspiration for this now...we'll do it laters...peace out!

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Dearth of inspiration is a symptom of a curable disease. You can catch it by being just in the right place at the wrong time.....you tend to get ideas like ma title suggests.

..by the way, that was a digression. I was trying to be artistic but, the end sadly did not justify the means....I am numbled....nay...., humbled.

Lika old Ford that keeps going and going...I am pushing against all odds.....Everything appears to be delayed but I am a firm believer in right timings...sooner than later, things are gonna take shape.

I am very apprehensive this year. Maybe itz coupled with the fact that I was born in the year of the BITCH!...Yeah......I don't need a prophet to tell me all the good things are in stock for me this year...I just pop open the pages of the newspaper and there is it ZODIAC! I had learned to beleive most of the crap they say seeing it is so true........not.

Often times when I start babbling like this, I get my perspiration ...inspiration back but it seems like itz really a draught of descent ideas....all I can think of now is........oh FCuk!

'White Christmas'

I had the best Christmas so far, I wished for mor but, it could have been better.! Father Santa must have thot me to be a gud boy cos, he showered me with a lotta goodies(some were useless though).

The only thing that I genuinely regret about rolling out December last year is the fact that I am yet to move out to a more comfortable crib as I envisaged.

College ended and is resuming again...things have not entirely changed. I had to move to a temporary workspace in office as a new colleauge had to take ma spot - talk about moving to a higher level.

My months without a phone is about to end tommorrow as a very gu samaritan is sending me a cell all the way from Sabah by air (I swore not to buy another phone in the near future).

My result again was a big surprise! I fared well but not to me xpectation. I only have two boring subjects to take this semester and the lecturers are nothing to write home about. I will not have an excuse not to 'A'!

There are a couple of issues that I have sworn to deal with this year but the latter part of last year was to say the least ma best year so far since I relocated to Asia. Godz been sooooo gud.

I had serious rapport with some very sweet shortyz today being the first day of the semester. I aint doin shit this semester, I am getting down real dirty......not literally!

I gotta get back to work...may God help those who are think they need help.....AMEN!