Saturday, December 31, 2011


My niece, her Granmama and her Terry

The essence of African motherhood

I have never seen two people as close as my niece and my mom. My niece is so attached to my mom, it is crazy. Every other word out of her mouth is, "My granmama". It's an experience whenever my mom goes to work because she spends every second asking for her. Even when my mom is home, as long as she's not within her line of vision, she starts asking for her. It's such a beautiful bond. I love it.

I've decided to stop feeling cool with myself and make new year resolutions. I can't remember the last time i made one because it's supposed to so cliche, but i want to make one this year. The good things 90% of the things on my list are things i already started working on. I don't feel the need to wait until XYZ time to start doing the things i need to do. I remember a co-worker who wanted to go on a diet, eating all kinds of crap before the day she was supposed to start. In my mind, i was like why don't you start today? I'm just going to work it in with the assignment from my therapist friend.

I wanted to end the year with a positive post, not the gloomy one from yesterday, hence this post. I also plan to put up a post tomorrow, but have no clue what it's going to be about at this point. Hope you guys are enjoying the frequent updates because i don't plan to update as frequently as i have been in the past once i go back to school. I'm trying to see if i can get on a schedule once i go back, which includes exercise instead of staring at a computer and books all day, everyday. I know exercise is great for your mental health and it might be a great addition to my life at this point.

So am i going to be the only uncool person making new year resolutions or does anyone want to do the cliche thing with me?

I'm really excited that today is the last day of the year. God is great. I'm so thankful. 

Interesting read about resolutions

Friday, December 30, 2011

Eze did not Sign up for this when he went to School

Med school and all thoughts of it stresses me out. I can't even freaking enjoy my holiday.  I'm not loving my life right now.

I need to vent but i don't want to but i guess i will since i'm already here. I spent all day studying and texting (story for another blog). It's not necessarily hard core studying, I got uworld and i'm using it to annotate First Aid by answering the questions. After finally finishing one block of tests and going over the explanations, i realized that there's literally one day left in 2011. The year went by fast and i love it but then i started thinking of what i did with my year - school and how much of a struggle it was.

It was hard. I study so hard,  yet struggle so much. I'm stressed all the time, there's no fun in my life (or not a lot), i'm surprised i don't have high blood pressure (not kidding, anytime i go to the doctor and my bp is normal, i am actually surprised), i'm miserable half the time i'm in school, i feel like we are being hazed with the volume of work we have to do in the amount of time we are given. I experienced my first anxiety attack this semester (then had a couple more for good measure), i had mini-mental breakdowns, which usually involved uncontrollable crying. I went from seeming like i had it together, to facing reality and freaking out all within a minute. Imagine sitting and studying one minute then bursting out crying like your life is about to be over the next, that my friends is what freaking out is about. Reality hits you from no where and you realise that there's no way you can read and remember over a thousand pages of micro in less then 48 hours with 1/4 of the stuff being new material you just saw for the first time less than a week ago. Finals week was hell on earth, absolute hell on earth! It was just horrible. I looked at all the work i had to do and how much time i had and knew that it wasn't humanly possible. I hated the whole semester with the constant exam writing. I really, really, really, hated it. 

Next semester is going to be tougher. Welcome Pharmacology, the only exam in my school where you actually have essay style questions 15 pages long (bye bye guessing and recognition memory) with the final being cumulative and 30 pages long PLUS the almighty Step 1 which more or less determines what specialty you can match into. Stress served on a platter. My future medical career pretty much rests on this Step 1 exam. It is that big of a deal. I have no clue how i am going to find time to fit board studying with school stuff. We (being just me) have already respected ourselves and decided that i am not a genius and  cannot wait until the allotted 6 weeks to start studying specifically for the boards because that would equal failure. Already from doing uworld i can see how much my test taking skills suck. Half the time i know the right answer but don't trust myself enough to pick it, over think the question then pick the wrong answer or how about picking an answer i obviously know is wrong because all the other options are completely unfamiliar to me. Isn't that unadulterated stupidity? I suffer from it.  All the advice i have gotten from upperclassmen including my Dean, points to starting to study early. I actually scheduled an emergency SOS meeting with her the day before i came home. Matter was that hard.

Where am i going to find the time?

I'm worried about Pharm because i haven't heard good things about it plus i have the talent of doing poorly on one exam and having to dig myself out the rest of the semester. Hopefully that doesn't happen in Pharm but it still worries me.

In a nutshell, being in med school sucks. It's not fun at all and i don't love it or even like it. I'm sure you will find people who are having a ball and the time of their lives in med school. I personally don't know any. I feel like it's designed to suck the life, joy, fun, energy out of you and leave you depressed and miserable. Did you know that 25% of med students are depressed and Doctors have the highest suicide rate? I am not surprised. At all!!! I'm actually surprised that more med students are not suicidal. Maybe they are and they hide it very well.

Ok, this post is turning towards the dark side, so i'll just stop while i'm ahead. I needed to vent. I try not to do this a lot on this blog, just because i don't want anyone to think i'm whining and looking for sympathy because i'm actually not which is why sometimes i disable comments when i just need to vent. I chose this career path and actually worked very hard to get into med school. Getting into med school was a dream come true, believe it or not.  I don't regret my decision, neither do i want to leave and do something else but at the end of the day, i am still human and body no be firewood. The last time i checked, no be me kill Jesus, so i don't see why i have to be frustrated within an inch of my life because i want to become a doctor.

*I was given an end of the year assignment by my friend who is a therapist aka my therapist friend to write the things i don't like about my life which i have control over and can change and the steps i plan to take to change them. He gave me 3 days to complete this assignment. Feel free to do it if you are interested. You don't have to share. Just a thought to pass along. I spent the whole day texting with this guy. From 8.59am to 8.16pm - 457 text messages between us. Absofreaking ridiculous because i hate texting. No, he's not a love interest or a potential anything as he is married with a baby due anytime soon, but he is a trip and a half. A trip and a half! Everyone should have a therapist as a friend.

Thursday, December 29, 2011

Initiation into "womanhood"

Anyone who knows me knows that i am as low maintenance as they come. When people say women take forever to get ready, i always wondered why. Now i know why. They are all amateur artists who have to paint their faces on. I've never used make-up in my entire 20 odd years on earth. The most i can do is lip gloss which is always bought for me by my sister, so i guess that goes without saying i don't have any interest in that aspect of life.

Anyway, in the interest of growth and development, i decided to try something new in my life. So me and my pseudo tomboy/non-girly make up virgin self decided to pay MAC a visit. I took my sister along as the voice of reason. The plan was to get a natural look that i can whip out if need be. I'm not crazy enough to think that i would be a daily make up wearer. I don't have that kind of time or interest. Did i already say my sister was supposed to be the voice of reason? So what usually happens is you get the make over and you have to purchase at least $50 worth of stuff. I said $50?, no problem, me and my broke self can handle that.

So the lady starts with moisturizer and primer, and i was like this is easy. Then there was cream and powder (if i recall correctly). By the time we got to the eyes, i was lost and am still lost. The end result was great. I wanted a natural look and i got a natural look.

Time: 2hrs
Cost: Way too much!!!!
Lesson learned: My sister is not the voice of reason.

I can't believe i spent that much money on makeup which i know i probably won't use or barely use. My mom was like i should stop stressing. I'm getting older and need to be presenting myself in the way i want to be addressed. Then she threw the marriage thing in there. Don't ask me how, it just landed there somehow. I say, talk true? I see your plans. The make up did not make me look prettier. I looked like myself (a different versions of myself) but with make up on and it made me look like one of my older sisters. It was eerie because i have never thought i looked like her. My sister was like, why are u so surprised, she's your sister! Duh! Ok, thank you.

The lady was nice enough to give me pointers and a drawing of what she did. She told me to go home and practice. I don't see that happening.

Overall, it was a good, expensive experience. Who knows i might end up being a girly girl before i become old and senile. I started wearing dresses last year. Ok, i only wore a dress once this year and i didn't wear a skirt at all if i'm being completely honest but at least i own them, so there's still hope for me. But seriously, it's not easy being a woman o. On top of everything else I have to do, i now have to add artist to the list. My sister cracked me up, when i asked her about how something was applied she was like "It's like painting, it shouldn't be hard for you, cos you know how to draw". Na wa!

My expensive experiment

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Broken Heart II

It's the end of the year again (Thank you, Jesus), time to take stock, re-group, re-charge, clean house, let go, receive, get it together and gear up for the upcoming year. I haven't done much introspection with regards to my life this year, but i plan to take time to do that because it helps me stay focused and on track for what needs to be done in the coming year. You may or may not see the result of that exercise on this blog.

This blog: My baby, outlet, sanctuary of sorts. I have had an ambivalent relationship with it for the last month, trying to decide if i want to keep doing this and how i want to do it. I struggle with how much personal information i want share. Not even necessarily very personal information, just mundane stuff that happens in my life. It's a constant struggle because i could easily write about general stuff and no one would have a clue about what's going on with me. I did that in the past, but it's so easy for me to fall back into writing about my life because this blog continues to be an outlet for me. I have 285 posts in draft from 2008 and 2009 when i took down "personal" posts because i found out more people who know me in real life had found my blog and i wasn't comfortable with them reading about my life like that. My plan was to go through the posts and put some back up but i have just been too busy and have no clue if anyone is interested in reading old posts. If you are, let me know, if not, i definitely won't bother. I hope to find a balance where i don't feel like i'm revealing too much and i can still retain the essence of this blog (whatever that is). 

Anyhoodle, looking through my blog stats for the year, my most popular post of all time still remains Broken Heart and the most popular search term people use to find this site (besides various variations of my blog name and username) is broken heart, heart broken etc. I'm not sure what people are looking to find when they search for broken heart but i figured i could put something together that might be useful for someone. The original broken heart post wasn't meant to be a blog post. I liked the emo images and just wanted to blog about them but i ended up with a semi-serious post which took me all of 10 minutes to write. I don't think that post serves any purpose to someone whose heart has been broken. 

I've been there and it sucks. Big time. I remember googling "how to get over a broken heart" in the past because you just want the pain to go away and you are looking for a quick fix. In the interest of full disclosure, i actually started blogging because i got my heart broken and i needed an (additional) outlet, which is why i still clearly remember the day i started blogging, January 23rd, 2007. If i remember correctly, the unceremonious dumping occurred, January 7-8th. Yes, it was a two day event :) It took me a good 6 months (no lie) to get over that guy. It was just bad! So trust me, i know what it feels like to be heart broken. Thankfully, i haven't dealt with anything as bad since then, but i do get my little feelings hurt from time to time :)

Tips to get over a broken heart
  • Realize that there's no short cut or quick fix and you have to go through the pain. There's no medication that will take the heart break away....well, i guess alcohol and ice-cream (not consumed together) might qualify. However, be aware that those are temporary measures with negative side effects. You might end up a fat drunk. 
  • Having a good friend you can call and cry to at any time of the day is of great importance. It's not a good look to complain to tons of people because not everyone would be nice and understanding. You need a patient and tolerant friend who doesn't mind hearing the same thing over and over again. One who is willing to help you pull yourself together and stop you from going over to the dark side.I don't recommend friends who encourage you to do stupid stuff like slashing tires, keying cars and whatnot. You need a friend with common sense who really cares about you.
  • Find a distraction. This is usually in the form of another person. Find someone else to talk to. It is best not to go into a relationship with this person because more often than not, it's going to be a rebound.You have to lay all your cards on the table and let said person know that you just got out of a relationship and you are not looking for anything serious. This is not the best way to go about it, but i'm just being practical and it works.
  • Depending on the type of person you are, you might want a clean break from the ex. Even if you are the type of person who likes to be civil/friendly with exes, you need to stop all contact with the ex while you are still trying to get over them. Being in constant communication (which can sometimes be one-sided with you doing all the contacting) doesn't help you and only slows the healing process. Know when to stop and let go. 
  • Accept the hard fact that you cannot force someone to love you, care about you or want to be with you. It doesn't matter how hard you try, what you try, nothing is going to make someone who doesn't want you change their mind. As hard as it is, you have to know when to walk away.
  • Allow yourself to cry if you want to, wallow in self pity if you want to, lay in bed and act like you are mourning if that's what helps you get through it (it's okay to mourn the loss of a relationship that meant something to you or to feel bad about being dumped because it sucks), but after a week cut that shit out and start to pull yourself together. There's no need to fall into a deep depression over someone who left you. They are probably out there living their life and you are the last thing on their mind. 
  •  Put away all the things that reminds you of the person. There's no use having a picture of the dude on your desktop or going to the same places you guys hung out. Stop torturing yourself. 
  • Listen to TD Jakes - Let it go, over and over again if you need to. That message is simple, yet deep and it would give you the extra push you need to let go and understand that nothing just happens.
  • Do the things that make you happy. It will help take you mind off things and make the day go faster. 
  • Surround yourself with people who love you and take advantage of the free hugs they are so willing to give.
  • Do not make the mistake of internalizing stuff. Blaming yourself for the breakup or thinking you were not good enough doesn't do you any good. Instead think of all the things that made him/her bad for you and focus on them. 
  • Think of the break up as a blessing in disguise. You might start out lying to yourself because you still want to be in the relationship but soon you would actually start to see that you are better off without this person. It's called faking it until you make it
  • Know that time heals all wounds and as bad as it seems today, it's not going to last forever. You will wake up one morning and be FINE. 
  • "Stay strong, beautiful, because things will get better. It might be stormy now, but it can't rain forever" - one of my favorite quotes of the year. It's true. It can't rain forever. The pain would pass, and you would smile and love again.
*Feel free to share what works for you
*To all my new followers, i see you. Welcome and thank you.

P.S. Goodluck Jonathan is a "weist" of space. Sorry excuse for a president. Useless man, oshi. His incompetence takes the cake. We have to deal with the bombings until it fizzles out? E don dey crase. I think of all those corpers who were killed during the elections because he won and i just shake my head.What a waste. Nigeria is in trouble.The country is being run by an idiot who likes to speak big grammar on his facebook updates but is nothing but a dead lion. God when are you going to save our country?

Saturday, December 24, 2011

The season of receiving and expectations

It's Christmas tomorrow. This is my favorite time of the year mostly because of all the Christmas lights and decorations people have outside their house. I love how everywhere is so festive. I have commandeered the cooking for tomorrow, mostly because i want to hone my skills. I will be making some Chin-chin, meat pies (the one from 2 days ago was a practice run), fried rice, pepper soup and ogbono soup. I'm already tired when all i've done is season the meat. LOL. In my defense, we are talking about 5 pots of meat here.

As much as i love Christmas, i haven't been able to get into the gift giving and receiving that is such a HUGE part of Christmas in America. Honestly, i am quite put off by it. I understand the origin of it, the three wise men and gifts for baby Jesus, but that's not what's going on these days. What really annoys me more than anything, are the people who after every Christmas complain about the crappy gifts they received. In my head, i'm always screaming "some people didn't get anything, you ungrateful little beast". These are usually grown people. Although, granted, if you get people really nice gifts, you would want something nice in return. Why are gifts being exchanged in the first place? It's not your birthday. Most people don't even acknowledge Jesus in all of this. It's all about what gifts you are going to receive, especially with the children. People rack up huge debts because they want to buy gifts for their kids for Christmas. Like i said, it's not their birthday so i don't get it.What am i missing here?

Growing up in Nigeria, Christmas meant new clothes and good food. By the time i was a teenager, we didn't even get Christmas clothes any more. That was for little kids. I certainly wasn't writing a Christmas list and demanding gifts on Jesus's birthday. Seeing how i would most likely be raising my kids in this place, i don't intend to partake in this exchanging of gifts for Christmas. Your birthday should suffice. I really think it's ridiculous. I guess it should be obvious by now that i don't give or receive gifts at Christmas. I got a gift on the first Christmas i spent in this country, but it wasn't exactly a positive, warm, fuzzy feeling experience for me, thanks to my step mother, the gift giver. Anyhoo, i think a friend also sent me stuff on two separate Christmases but i just thought she didn't have anything else to do with her money. I know that sounds ungrateful but i'm just being honest and i was grateful (before you people cuss me in your mind. I used to have awesome friends back in the day though, i have to give them that). I've never given anyone something for Christmas and don't plan to start that "mandatory" tradition.

Maybe I'm just a Grinch and need to get into the commercialized spirit of Christmas. It's never too late to change. Merry Christmas.

Bad Gift? UPS sees high volume of returns....My point exactly!!!!!

Thursday, December 22, 2011

I did it!!!

I was worried about the dough but it was perfect! 9/10. I was very impressed with my first attempt. It was light and flaky, exactly how i wanted. The filling was just ground turkey, red and green peppers and potatoes. Then i mashed them together. I give the filling 7/10. Next time i won't mash all the stuff together, my mom didn't love the consistency but the taste was okay.

It was good though. I'm happy. Sorry i don't have a fancy, pansy presentation.

Recipe from Spice Baby.

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Oya, come!

Never thought the day would come when i would have no desire to blog but that's what i'm dealing with right now. I think it's a phase (i hope it's a phase), so i'm good. I decided to blog today because there's something i learnt this semester that i would like to share. In case you guys don't know, my focus for pathways (some *%$^@ we have to do on top of  the multitude of other *$@%^ we have to do for school) is HIV/AIDS awareness and prevention. It's my "thing"  and have found a pretty decent mentor for it. I wish i had the peace of mind to really delve into it, but "real" school work has most of my attention and i do the barest minimum to get by. Hopefully, i get a pass (it's a pass/fail course) this semester cos i barely did anything.

Anyhoo, ladies and gentlemen if you ever find yourself in a position where u think there is a possibility you have been exposed to the HIV virus, you have 72 hours to present yourself to an ER, PCP or hospital to get post exposure prophylaxis aka PEP. 3 days!!! After which, don't bother. So God forbid a rape takes place, please don't just take a shower, and lay on your bed and cry. It is very important that you don't let that window pass because those meds are pretty efficient in preventing the infection from taking hold. It's not a 100% but the stats are pretty good, so it's definitely worth it.  Just thought i'd share cos it's good information to have (i think). BTW, it doesn't have to be rape. One of the cases we had was a guy with an HIV positive partner and the condom broke, so yeah. Now u know, u can thank me later.

I think my niece has infected me with something because i suddenly have a sorethroat. I didn't get a flu shot this year even though we get it for free. Just didn't find the time to go down to the clinic and i wasn't in school the day they came by, hopefully i don't get sick. I have the cutest pictures of her with my stethoscope. One, she just has it in her ears, and the other she was actually listening to my heart. Too cute. Future doctor in the making. Can't share cos i'm not allowed to. My lovely sister just blessed me with a diagnostic kit that costs $900. We were supposed to buy one and it was included in our budget this semester, but i had no intention of spending that kind of money on that. Hell to the no! Even with it being included in our budget, i couldn't afford it o! Let's not even talk about that bootleg budget. So yeah, i got it FOC today, including the text book which i didn't buy. So hopefully, i will stop showing up for CER looking like a doofus. I will at least know how to turn on the ophthalmoscope or otoscope next time. Thank you Jesus. I shall be practicing how to do a full body exam before i leave home. I'm supposed to know how to do it by now, but i don't. Say, 99. "99, 99, 99". You should see me percussing. I didn't know what part of your finger to hit or what hand to even use. The doctor was like are you right handed? I'm such a mess. I plan on getting my act together ASAP. Incompetence is not cute. 

I think i'm going off kilter. I'm no longer a normal human being (if i ever was). I caught myself talking aloud to myself again today at the store. Seriously, someone tell me what is going on? PLUS, i have been itching to study!! *gasps*. Yeah, no! Seriously! I'm finished! Who gets a break and wants to study? I just can't relax. I actually did some work today and the only reason i'm blogging is because the lighting in this room is not great for studying and i can't go downstairs to study cos of the noise. Definitely getting a table lamp tomorrow. I just want to go over all the micro in First Aid, just to make sure i consolidate stuff. I feel like the last block was too rushed and it was mostly crammed for the finals. I have boards to worry about next year and i can't wait until the last minute because unlike a lot of my classmates or other med students, i'm not a genius. lol. Ok seriously, i think med school is more about being hardworking than how innately smart you are. You can't be dumb and get into med school in the first place. U can be the smartest person on earth and still fail in med school. You have to put in the work, identify your areas of weakness and try to work on it. It has been a struggle for me and i'm still working on it. I do not have it down by any means. Far from it.

OMG! I just remembered. I saw this really good looking guy at the store today. How does it make sense that i see a cute guy and i look away and do everything possible to make sure he doesn't see me. What kind of madness is that. He sagged a little which is how my eyes were drawn to his LV belt (when he walked past me). *rolls eyes*. He's still a cutie though. It's just sad. Don't try to understand it cos i don't, either. No, not the sagging. Obviously when i stop making sense is when i know i need to end the blog.

Ok, bye!

*I managed to churn out a post for your entertainment (or maybe i just helped u waste 5 minutes of your life reading this nonsense (except the PEP part, that's not nonsense, i do declare!)). You can thank me, like, right now.

You are welcome.

I'm trying my hand at making meat pies tomorrow. Recipe courtesy of *schoolmate* and Spice Baby (because i forgot most of what schoolmate did :). This chic made the best, best, absolute, take me back to Nigeria, meat pies. OMG. Unfortunately, they were spicy. I can't do spicy so after eating two, i had to respect myself and stop. To make up for it, she made a special batch for me and i swear i ended up with about 20 meat pies. I was like, yeah, this should last me until December (this was in October). It barely lasted a week. Don't ask me how. It was just too good and i'm such a fattie, i couldn't resist.

Hope u guys are making use of the list of food blogs i have on this blog. It's not for decorative purposes. Use it! Cook some good food! I plan on taking my cooking skills up 10 notches this break. Key word is *plan*. Might end up not doing much, we'll see.

Please, someone be nice enough to recommend good Nigerian movies for me. My siblings and I spent 4 hours watching Sorrow to Joy. They were not too happy with me because i picked the movie and the ending was wack. I mean, after 4 hours, you expect a decent ending but God forbid, Nollywood ends a movie well. I jokingly told them the actors got tired of acting and demanded the movie be ended. lol. 4 hours for one movie, come on. I don't mind it if the movie ends well, sha. I watched The Phobia the other day and it was decent even though i just wanted it to end already, it was interesting enough for me to stick with all 4 hours of it. Nollywood sha! 


Saturday, December 17, 2011

Slapsgiving! by bishop david oyedepo

To say i am appalled, disgusted and completely and utterly put off my this video would be the understatement of this year!!!!! WOW! WOW! Just WOW! Who is this man masquerading as a man of God? What right does he have to damn someone to hell IN ADDITION TO SLAPPING HER. OMG...I am angry!!!!!!!!! This is my problem with RELIGION. What happened to the true meaning of Christianity? Followers of Christ. Never in a billion years would i imagine Jesus to do something like this and this man is supposed to be a "Man of God". I am utterly disgusted. I pity Nigerians who are blinded by religion and a LOT of them are. It's sickening. Nigerians are the most religious people in the world, yet they are they most judgmental, intolerant, hypocrites you would ever meet. 3/4ths of them have no clue what Christianity actually means. They are so caught up in religion, they become dumb and stupid and can no longer or refuse to think for themselves. I hate it. It's annoys me to no end.

I hate the religious excuses people use to justify hate and intolerance. I hate the hypocrisy. I hate the fact that the average Nigerian doesn't know what love means (not ROMANTIC love). Love, plain and simple. Love your neighbor as you love yourself. It's in the bible, right? They don't. So quick to judge and condemn, yet afraid to speak up when a "Man of God" does something so blatantly wrong. "Touch not my anointed". Indeed!! We are all God's anointed.

Most churches are BUSINESSES. Money making endeavors, with charlatans and smart crooks at the helm. Don't even get me started on that. I am disgusted by this video and i am prepared to ATTACK and CRUCIFY anyone who dares to write anything I consider nonsense in the comment section. Thank you.

*What the fuck! with Nigerians and witchcraft?!!! 

Friday, December 16, 2011

African Booty Scratchers

Soldiers; used in less than a month

Plane read
*You would think that after all the reading i've had to do, the last thing i would want to do is read...i read to relax. When i take breaks from studying, i read blogs or a magazine. Weird and crazy, i know.

*Bought Roots off amazon for $5.24. (Yes, the price was a great deciding factor in getting the book) Vaguely remember the series from when i was little...Kunta Kinte. I want to know more.

*I have a fascination with African American history. We might look the same but we do not have the same history. In college i took Intro to African American history, The American South, US history (we all have to take that), World history etc etc. History was my favorite course in undergrad besides my Psych classes.

*It's amazing how many (immigrant) Africans have similar/identical stories of the horrible ways they were treated by African Americans when they first came to America. Funny enough, many of us assumed that they would be the group that we would be closer to and they would embrace us because looked alike. WRONG!

*African booty scratcher--- that's supposed to be an insult. There are more stupid ones but can't think of others.

*My bid to understand these people drove me to take classes on them. I wanted to know why? History didn't help me......a lot. Psychology did. In Social psychology, you learn not to stereotype people but deal with people individually. It helped me not hate African Americans.

*99% of any kind of "discrimination or prejudice" I have dealt with since coming to America, have been from African Americans. Sad but true.

*Go back to Africa.....They love this one.

*I almost deleted this blog today. Almost. I have been known to be impulsive. This is my fourth blog.

*Dude who left me those stupid comments for no reason let me know that there are people who read that blog who don't like me.

*It bothered me.

*I don't feel like sharing anymore.

*Going home tomorrow, haven't packed a thing and don't feel like packing. I hate traveling but i love being home. 

Tuesday, December 6, 2011


I got my first "out of the closet" hater. Yay!!!! LOL. I never ever get negative, troll like comments on this blog. I'm sure there are a number of reasons for that but i'm not going to get into that. I finally got someone who probably has jock itch or crabs and is miserable in his life and decided to come leave some troll like comments on my blog. Maybe he is looking for some "publicity", I 'unno. Fortunately for him, he hit the jackpot cos i'm always one to oblige. I'll help you publicize your blog, FOC. Unfortunately, i do think you are a punk and a troll and your blog is blah ----- boring. You should have stood behind your first two comments and not deleted them, i would have respected you more because i believe everyone is entitled to their opinion. I didn't enable comment moderation, so why are u moderating your own comments? LOL. Idiot oshi!

I probably wouldn't have paid attention to the comments, if you didn't delete them, but you did and it lets me know your heart was not in the right place when you left them. Pls, never say "we". I resent you associating yourself with me not after you just cursed me out for no reason. I don't care whether u r a doctor or not or whatever it is u r. You and I are not in med school together and a little comprehension will take you a long way in life. Go brush up on your reading comprehension skills by reading a book on how not to be a troll. I bet you are an old man too. Ode! Look at him coming back every 2 mins to change his comment. Una sure this one well so? I no sure o.

*If it's jock itch or crabs that's worrying you, there are simple treatments for those you know but you won't find them on my blog. Thanks for "waking" me up this morning. I needed that. It was a long night!

*What's the high road? I don't believe in that. This is my blog and i will react whichever way i feel like. Thank you.

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DblogEdition has left a new comment on your post "Question": "Do you understand that they never, ever close down my med school (based on the you are going to be doctors bullshit and you need to learn to deal with difficult weather" - Nigerian Scorpio

Thats what we signed up for... o ni yeye!!!!. ...

Oh by the way, in trying to figure out who the hell u r, i stumbled on this post you wrote about the power of the tongue. You might want to re-read it before you leave silly comments on people's blogs. Since this is your first time commenting on my blog, i forgive you but i still think u r a punk :)

Back to Path!! 

Monday, December 5, 2011


Quick question, how old do my nephew/nieces have to be before i expect them to know/remember/acknowledge my birthday if they want me to remember/acknowledge/get gifts for them for their birthday? This issue first came up over the summer cos my niece who turned 16 last year was upset that i didn't get her anything for her 16th birthday. First of all, i couldn't AFFORD to buy her anything (I reside firmly in brokeville right now, well i could have sent a card but i think i had exams or something and that wasn't what was worrying me at that time. Besides, I've never just gotten her a card), secondly, i told her she didn't even call me on my birthday which is less than 2 months before hers. My sister (her mom) said i was the adult so it shouldn't matter. I don't know o. I kind of think it matters cos 16 years old is not a baby anymore. Her birthday is coming up this week, and it got me thinking of it cos i still didn't get a call this year for mine, i don't even think her and her siblings (all between the ages of 16 to 13) know my birthday. When i worked and had money, they got gifts and all that good stuff. I already have a box with purses and a couple of dresses to send to my niece who is about to turn 17 (she's not my oldest niece, btw, i told u i have plenty of sisters :), but i can't help but wonder when do i start expecting her and her siblings to acknowledge my birthday if I'm going to be sending them gifts. I'm just saying. All I'm asking for is a phone call saying "Happy Birthday, Auntie". Is that too much to ask?

**OMG you guys, I can't believe it's Dec 5th and it has not snowed once. I am ecstatic and can't believe it cos it starts to snow as early as October in these parts. Me and my friend from TX shush each other when we start to talk about it cos we don't want to jinx it. I just can't believe it. Is it global warming or what? Anyway, i LOVE it. I'm just scared cos i think it might be payback time when we come back in January. There was a blizzard Jan of this year when school had to be closed. I repeat, school had to be closed on an exam day for that matter. Do you understand that they never, ever close down my med school (based on the you are going to be doctors bullshit and you need to learn to deal with difficult weather), but they closed down school. It was crazy. My car was snowed in and my friend has to dig me out. I need to get a shovel.

Are any of you experiencing unusual weather too?
P.S. I'm not upset at my nieces or nephews, i'm just curious.

Since i got a couple of comments from an IDIOT!  Let me clarify the purpose of this post. I don't have kids so i have never parented before, but i think when i do have kids i would raise them to be  (for lack of a better word) considerate. I am not WAY older than my nephews and nieces, so i think if they expect/demand presents from me, the least they can do is wish me a happy birthday since they are getting older. The thought never crossed my mind when they were younger. Now, if that makes me an AGBAYA, i guess i'll just be an AGBAYA. Thank you. It's allowed.

Saturday, December 3, 2011

Dr. Sushi's Words of Wisdom

Ladies, this is for you, live and direct from Dr. Sushi, my friend who i have talked about on this blog on numerous occasions. Okay, i haven't actually "talked" about her but i have mentioned her with regards to me still being sane in med school.

Anyhoo....when the studying gets too crazy, you take a break and talk about guys!!! Here is the final presentation of Dr. Sushi's talk in her own handwriting. You guys are blessed, i tell u. Here i am just impacting knowledge FOC.

What say u? Make sense or make sense?

I dey go sleep. No be me kill Jesus. I don tire.
Hey guys, welcome to my blog. Sit back, relax, grab a cup of coffee and enjoy!

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