My opinion about opinions

We all know what everyone says about opinions, about how everyone has them and basically they stink. Well not all opinions stink , only the ones that hinder you from “being great” by being great I mean doing you, living life.
I look at myself, my past how I used to be one of those people whose life was controlled by the opinions of others. How it was so hard to live life sometimes because of that nagging voice in the back of my mind “what would people say
or think”. That voice stopped me from doing a lot of things that I WANTED, because I was scared .I was scared of WORDS…when I think about it, It seems a little silly to me but believe me back then it was all that ruled my life.

You see, people will always talk no matter what…so why not just do what makes you happy? Why consider the opinion of someone who isn’t even a factor in your life, who when you sit down and think about doesn’t really matter in the grand scheme of things. Why why why do we let words from some other imperfect human being stop us from doing what we really want to do.
Now I am not saying oh I am totally immune to people’s opinions about me, I’d be lying if I did. I am saying though that it doesn’t rule my life like it used to before. The only opinions I really concern myself with right now are the ones from people that really matter. Not just some random classmate who I think would think of me any less or one colleague who will go around saying stuff about me.

I used to be so consumed with the way I looked when I was younger, oh people think I am FAT, people will think I don’t look good, people will think I am dumb, people will say why am I talking to this person or that person or why am I in a relationship with so so and so. I was terribly depressed back then and when I think about it that is a place I NEVER EVER want to find myself at.

Now I know there are slimmer, prettier, smarter, richer girls than me and I have accepted that. I have accepted that I am not perfect and I am cool with that. I have accepted that because someone doesn’t find me attractive isn’t a bad thing cause I don’t find other people attractive. There will be people who like you and want to be with and and there will be people who you just don’t appeal to. Doesn’t make them bad people its just the way it is. I have made peace with myself and although I still have my insecurities and every now and then they spring their ugly heads it doesn’t rule my life and it shouldn’t rule yours.
So allow people have their opinions about you, it shouldn’t make you angry (although sometimes it can) or stop you from doing whatever it is you want to do. The most profound moment of my life, that turned me from the depressed fat girl who hated the whole world into the happy fat girl who loves herself regardless and found the many other wonderful things about herself was what my dad told me one day.

My father just asked a simple question… “Why are you more concerned with what human beings, mortal beings that breathe the same air you do think about you than what God thinks about you” and I don’t know I just thought about that line a few times and my life changed. It wasn’t a fast speedy process but with time I changed.

Some opinions still get to me but most I brush off my shoulders.. I am very opinionated too but I try to have less opinions about people’s lives cause really I don’t know any better. My opinions are more about issues, entertainment, happenings and less about what this or that person should do. Who am I to say this or that is the right decision for anyone.

So there you have it….. people will have opinions about your relationships, about who you date, about what you do, what you wear….every single thing in your life. Try not to let it stop you from doing what you ultimately want to except it’s the opinion of someone you are sure has your best interest at hand cause in the end…. Like they say opinions…everybody has them and basically they stink.

Meet the personalities.....

Laide= Quiet,reserved, a lil sarcastic, thinks the world about everybody & very nice
Exschoolnerd = Funny, crazy, opinionated,smart, antosocial(dominant personality)
Amaka= slutty, wild

Laide: So it’s the end of the year already

Exschoolnerd: tell us something we don’t know
Amaka: hehe

Laide: Y do u always have to be a smart ass…anyways it’s the end of the year and what a year it has been.

Exschoolnerd: You can say that again… loads happened this year, I mean the death of Osama and Ghadaffi,Kim Kardashians ‘How to lose a husband in 72 days episode,the royal wedding, beyonce pregnant,Amy winehouse,heavy D and Natedogg dying…I can go on and on

Amaka: We’d prefer it if you didn’t though..so ESN how was this year for you? You know being the dominant personality and all

Exschoolnerd: Erm well …I don’t know really… a lot of great things happened though, got a new job, finally did away with some major drama in my life… I still haven’t met the elusive ‘one’ though… yeah wasn’t lucky with love this year. I guess the only good thing about those relationships was the great ass sex.

Laide : Ass sex? Okokobioko! *whispers* Anal?

Exschoolnerd: nooooo!! You know what I mean na

Amaka: hehehe…ESN had Anal

Exschoolnerd : the both of you are mad… great ass means awesome….like why in the world would I try Anal

Amaka: I would!
Laide &Exschoolnerd: What!!!

Laide: That’s it Amaka cannot be the main personality for more than an hour in a day…

Amaka: What!!! Why? I was only kiddin

Exschoolnerd: You better be…..

Laide: you know, I think the reason y u haven’t found ‘the one’ is cause ur standards are too high, I mean the one could be a security guard with a good heart for all you know

Amaka: *spits out drink*
Exschoolnerd: your one will be a security guard

Laide: erm we share the same body remember

Exschoolnerd : the both of you have gone mad, I can’t trust yall with this body, if i leave yall in charge for two days I will come back and find out I’ve been having anal sex with a security guard.

Laide: why must ur ‘one’ be rich and funny and smart

Exschoolnerd: because I don’t have two heads , I mean are you for real…u really wish a security guard for us
Laide: but he’s a human being na

Amaka: this girl has to leave this body! What rubbish are you yarning…security guard? Are u mad

Laide: Chase me away na! so we should leave this body for you so you’ll have us booty popping and windecking in the club struggling with agile and flexible 18year olds…when we are well over 30? God forbid

Exschoolnerd: See ehn can we put this matter to rest? The one will come when the one will come

Amaka: He will come and meet you in your parlour ehn? Infact Laide is right… na maiguard you go still marry

Exschoolnerd: Waka! If we didn’t share the same body I’ll ask God to punish you….

Amaka: I am saying the truth, do you go anywhere? No! clubbing? No! Wedding? No! Get together? No! Church? Once in a lilac moon….. so na from where man go fly enter? From heaven

Laide: Please sharrap!!! So she should act like a desperado and be going for every event because of husband shey?

Exschoolnerd: Are you minding the ignoramus….see ehn lets leave this matter….sensible man will come when sensible man comes

Amaka: or gateman

Laide: Abi!

Exschoolnerd: I have no words for the two of you

Amaka & Laide: (burst out laughing)

Amaka: This great sex you have been having sha, I no feel am for my side oooo
Laide: haha
Amaka: Abi laide you feel am?
Laide: My sister I feel am small
Amaka: y e no con reach me
Exschoolnerd: u dey ask me?
Amaka: Am i not part of this body…why am i never the main personality when great sex is going down
Laide: Question

Exschoolnerd; On to more important matters

Amaka: Yes like what happened to the great sex n why did it stop

Exschoolnerd: the supplier was sacked
Laide: *chuckles*

Amaka: una sack am before e reach my turn shey…. Wetin e do wey una sack am… im dey supply someone else

Laide: I no know oooo..ask ESN
Exschoolnerd: He was wasting our time

Laide: e no waste my own ooo
Amaka: u for sha retain am na… make e dey help for those cold nights

Exschoolnerd: It’s not that serious my dear

Amaka: How will it be serious? After e don knack ur akpako finish

Exschoolnerd: Can we change the topic?

Laide: So what plans do you have to secure a man for this body in 2012
Amaka: shuooo na interview?
Exschoolnerd: Why are u asking me?

Amaka: No be you dey sack all of them
Exschoolnerd: so if they are misbehaving I should just accept it.
Amaka: No but don’t take hasty decisions without asking us
Laide: when did this one start speaking English
Amaka: Are u referring to me?
Laide: I call your name, I no like trouble oooo..please free me

Exschoolnerd: I will secure when I secure.
Amaka: What year please lemme know if I’ll hibernate till that time
Exschoolnerd: how will I know when? Abeg free me jare…

Laide: the year she develops bumbum
Amaka: hahahahahaha

Exschoolnerd: shey u sha know that u guys are laughing at urselves sha

Laide: e pain am

Amaka: Here’s what I propose… go out more!!!! And when you are out…make sure our best features are on display

Laide: In other words she should dress like a whore

Amaka: If that would get her a man why not

Laide: see ehn, all I’ll say is just be more open minded you know….

Exschoolnerd: If u say gateman ehn

Laide: No! haba! I was only joking na…. but really just don’t overlook cause they don’t totally fit into your idea of what you want…

Amaka: so she should now accept any imbe because he has a good heart? A good heart with a one bedroom apartment?
Laide: Gosh! You are so fickle


Exschoolnerd: Have the both of you finished?

Laide: and smile more, u know how u look when u don’t smile…d only man that won’t be scared to approach u is probably chuck Norris
Amaka: (laughs)

Exschoolnerd: You r sha insulting yourself, I have heard the both of you and I take everything u said with all the seriousness it deserves…which is no seriousness whatsoever….

Amaka: when I take over sha, I’ll make things happen

Exschoolnerd: I better not change and find myself wearing a half-top and leggings

Amaka: half-top ke? Do u have the belle for it

Exschoolnerd: I don’t! that’s the point…..nothing crazy please u too Laide, if u give any gardener or plumber my number ehn
Laide: I said I was joking na!
Amaka: she wasn’t joking ooo, better put her on a leash before its too late
Laide: look who is talking about a leash
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SIMPLY AMAZING

A few days ago, I was at Victoria Island,passing Sanusi Fafunwa,lost in my thoughts.I looked to the right and wasn't looking for anything at all, just gazing away. Suddenly, something caught my eye. Good old MURPHIS Plaza has reopened and the facelift is quite impressive.

As I had some time to kill, I thought to stop by to see what's new about this mall most of us have memories of. It didn't disappoint me at all. The regular fashion shops, shoe shops, pharmacy, food court, sharwama and co... Oh, did I mention the prices in some shops? Hmmm...

In the midst of my 'browsing', I found myself outside one shop. I was amazed by the display of baby shoes. Cute little things that kept me wondering 'did my feet ever fit into any of these things?'. Looked up and my breath was taken away by the arrangement of accessories. Beautiful colours, and just from outside I could tell, having a baby is EXPENSIVE, especially if u want quality products for them.

I didn't know I had a little smirk on my face as I had transposed and was picturing myself... Then a guy started waving at me to come in. I was reluctant at first then I thought, all well. I stepped inside and the guy welcomed me well and we spoke. I got to find out his name is Tope and he owns this baby store! Ha!

Even though I said I wasn't looking to buy anything, he was happy to show me around. From the conversation, I found out the name of the store is TopBabies. They are the sole distributors for a number of international brands I can't remember right now.

As I looked, I noticed the prices were ridiculously affordable. Then everything started making sense. They are sole distributors for Nigeria and West Africa, duhhhhh... Even their clothes. SHOCKING! For the level of quality, I just kept thinking BARGAIN! Trust me to ask... Then the gentleman said 'it's all in the slogan. TopBabies ...Quality Products, Wholesale Prices'.

After looking around, I concluded this store has practically all a mother needs for her child from birth till the child is 3 years. At affordable prices? It seems like a no-brainer. Selling at about 50% lesser than other stores, Tope explained his model is to reduce the stress of people going abroad or trying to get relatives to help them get stuff overseas, so he sells even cheaper than stores there. Hmmmm....

I left with a smile and asked for pictures that I wanted to blog about the shop so he took my e-mail address and sent some.

It's nice to see that some businesses actually care about their customers and I found one. I introduce to you TopBabies, Murphis Plaza, shop 10, 27 Sanusi Fafunwa Street, Victoria Island, Lagos.

See some awesome pictures below

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My life or something like it

When did life become so boring? Or maybe the question should be when did i become so boring? Or when did my life become so boring? My life feels like a re-run of a badly written series...feels like i am trapped in some this boring warped universe and my life revolves around "work,making money,more work,being stressed,not enough laughs,more bb contacts than i care for,lots of annoying small talk i can do without" Back then there was always something happening, something to blog about, something interesting going on... whether its the way some guy in the danfo bus was staring at you like he was thinking 'ahhhhhh eran re, baba will be happy' or the crazy conversations between the conductor and the passengers....or how your bus broke down somewhere and you were scared shitless. It was always something, and if it wasn't that it was school, oh yeah school you remember that place....that dreaded place we all had to go to just so we don't end up as miscreants, or running on third mainland bridge selling 'walking stick'.... Side bar: but err of all the things to sell in hold-up na walking stick pesin see carry....but who am i to judge another man's hustle though... Oh yeah that place where we have to wake up early for 8am lectures, rush to school and the bloody lecturer doesn't even show up,doesn't care if you entered 6 buses from Festac, got thrown into the gutter by an okada just to reach his class, he just doesnt show up and doesn't offer any apology. Yeah that place. School! at least in school there was always something to blog about, maybe one ova sabi in class who just reminded the lecturer of a test he forgot to give or some other ova sabi who is constantly asking the lecturer questions when the class ended an hour ago. The endless butt crack sighting, toasting gone wrong escapades with apparitions following you around school professing their undying love for you,never the ones you want though. Tales from the hostel about how this girl borrowed this other girl's jeans for a party without her permission and the showdown that happened in class the next day where plenty plenty secrets were told. As much as i hated school.... yes i hated school with every fibre of my being but that is another blog for another day. As much as i hated it, a little part of me misses the drama that came with it. The lining up for cabs, the rushing for bus(of course i didnt err rush with them), classmates from hell, lecturers from a place worse than hell, all the friendships and pretend friendships. The stealing of assignments, word for word dubbing, the endless photocopying....the mad rush for attendance. I kind of miss that a little. After school is effing boring! I mean i wake up, what? 5:30am if my boss is reading this...6am for the rest of you suckers *tongue out* .....i mean 6 bloody am..yes i know u wake up 4 bloody am go and collect award now....So i have my bath, get dressed and make my way to the BRT bustop and wait for like 45 more mins for those blasted buses. Like really those things defeat the whole purpose of waking up early sef. The BRT buses in the morning are usually bleh,most times everybody is groggy and probably thinking 'damn it! not another day of going to work to see that oga that's my first born's mate, why don't i have a rich, extremely old relative who'd die and just leave everything to me' okay that last bit is me..hehehe.... the only compensation is that i work with some really exciting people. I'd love to list all of em here and tell you why each of them are so not right in the head, but i'll pass.... i work in an office with eight men, yup just me and eight men..get ur mind out of the gutter. So yeah its laughs, and crass jokes and taking shots at each other every chance we get...its fun its kind of like the series 'THE OFFICE' only we are not as mentally deranged aas those loons....our crase is still on the minimal. So as the only girl i have the hold my own o! T works in my office and we are everly taking shots at each other...everly....everyone is probably tired of us in the office. The BRT ride home is a little more interesting, i have more time to analyze and scrutinize all my fellow BRT occupants. I amuse myself by guessing what random people are probably thinking. Like maybe the woman at the front is probably thinking "dont they know that if i shave my bear bear it'll grow back 3 times longer" and the guy beside her is probably thinking "shey this woman no get mirror, i just want to reach out and pull the hair on her chin" ....the lacasera boy outside is looking in and pushing his wares closer to the fatties...."buy now!!! u must buy u r fat, u must want lacasera...buy! buy! buy fattie buy!" .....u throw him the evil eye and he moves to another fattie. Meanwhile the dude selling gala is patiently waiting to make his move....as soon as u succumb to the evil lacasera seller's antics he zeroes in on you..so he rushes to the window "buy fattie buy! buy! buy! " No matter how early i leave work, i always meet hold-up somewhere.... that's something i just havent gotten used to yet...some people sitting through hold-up is like their talent because they've been through it so many times for me it is really excruciating... really but thank God for music and twitter to help me pass the time in a less annoying way. Never mind the fact that my heart is always dancing akpako as we cross third mainland bridge, i can never understand my phobia for that bridge.....i would sleep in the BRT, but then i wouldn't want to snore....nah not a good look... Two hours later i am home, tired, hungry and i gotta cook....like come on! come the eff on!....like we women we try sha.... like cant i just come home and not have to worry about cooking again. Sometimes i think i need a wife sef, yeah you read that right...i need someone to cook breakfast for me and have a nice meal for me when i get back from work....like i am not superwoman and i am not vying for the role,they can keep it.... i am not even married sef....they already want to wear me out for my future husband..... so i cook, sleep and do the same thing all over again.....and like from the pinky and brain series i ask myself everynight, no wait y imaginary friend does ...."Laide what are u doing tomorrow" ....and i answer The same thing i do everyday "Try to survive this big fat boring life one day at a time" .....*sigh* if only Drake would come and pay bride price already... "i'm ready to go right now"

Thankful Mondays :)

Ive been playing with this idea for a while, been ruminating over it every now and then. Thankful Mondays…nothing serious..more light hearted. You know, those everyday things that we probably think we dont need to be thankful for? But are so essential in our day to day life… yup like ur blackberry charger….yeah and your lip gloss… and oh yeah ur earphones. So yeah it is kind of like an ode to the little things that help us get through our day.
I am gonna kick off thankful Mondays with an ode to the GRANDMA PANTY..yes u read that right.

Dear wonderful grandma panty,

So old and wise in your years, I love the way ur band rests comfortably above my navel, I love the feel of you around my tummy. That reassuring feeling that says ‘I got ur goodies in check’. I never feel like I am walking around with a permanent wedgie with you. With you there’s no jiggling, u keep everything in place. Others may cry out loud ‘oh hell no!!! VPL’ but pray, tell me one person that has died from VPL.(visible panty line)
That’s right nobody.. what’s a little VPL to deal with when I have you on.

G.P you help me keep myself in check, when I am going over to that dude’s house that I like and I don’t want to do anything freaky. I wear you knowing fully well there aint no chance in hell I am letting this dude see me rocking high waist panties. So no matter how much he gives me the ‘blueballs face’ them jeans stay on. No matter how weak my flesh becomes I just immediately envision you and tightened my legs together.

No, it’s not that I am ashamed of you or anything, id walk third mainland bridge back and forth in nothing but you just to prove my love for you…what we have is so special, that is why you are for my eyes only. On those days when ‘lil red ridding hood comes knocking’ who do I call? You of course…you get shit done. You hold me down. Dear grandma panty this is me saying. Thank u for being there, thank you for being a source of laughter whenever I stare in the mirror wearing u alone and dancing… thanks for putting a smile on my face.