Random musings of johnny just come again

NYSC is over and life goes on. As if the first round of coming to America was not enough for me, I had to do it again. Oh boy! Naija was fun and crazy at the same time but I was so tired of it that I ran the minute I had the opportunity. There are so many factors to why I ran away. For example, I was living with my dear mother who loves me very very very much (ad infinitum) that I decided I would rather be loved via Skype, she doesn't know how to  use it so it works out very well for the both of us *wink*

So yea, I'm back, sort off; I'm spending six weeks in the states before jetting off to Dominica for medical school with my co-blogger (can't wait). Dominica will be my home for the next one-two years. I am so excited because for the last couple of weeks here I have put my self under house arrest, it is SOFA KING cold. i though i missed the cold because Naija was very hot. I don't come out of the house on my own volition, It takes a whole day of sitting indoors to psych myself to go out. I think I have also gained all the weight I lost in Naija: approx. 10lb. AMERICA

NY chilling

Candid shot, skills :) 

It has been fun here so far, I have no curfews and since I am in transition (aka jobless) I picked up a new hobby, I am now one of the dime a dozen Nigerians into photography, I got a DSLR. Ha! I just thought it would be cool to journal my new life with a better camera. this is my third hobby after dumping my guitar, it's not SO mobile *shrug* after all.

...Shola

To all the amebors and aprokos on twitter...

One of my followers suggested I write a gidiguy.com post about amebors and aprokos on twitter. I thought I would do more justice with that topic as a blog post instead. I don't want to have to be formal with it and all that. Besides, I don't have that much to say on the topic.

Disclaimer: If you don't use twitter, you will be lost. Read if you will regardless.

Ok, aprokos on twitter..... I am one of them. So are you - if you have a twitter account. When I joined twitter, there was a sole definition of the website's motive. It read: Twitter - join the conversation.  Thus, the website was invented for ameborism. See photo above.

If you have a twitter account and you don't want your life studied by amebors, then watch what you say and use DMs only. Anything you tweet out there that can be retweeted is fair game to the entire internet universe. Hence, the feigned annoyance at "people who won't mind their business" on twitter should remain feigned.

Just like facebook, twitter is here to give stalkers a chance to get to know you or your internet alter ego better. If you don't want to be known, its best to start creating an internet personality NOW.

I'm tired of being called out on not minding my business. It popped up on my timeline. Make it go away or I am within my twitter rights to do with the information as I please. That includes retweeting it to people who don't follow you.

As for me, make una stalk away. You can google me..In short, i'll help you. here's facebook and here's twitter. Here's my other personal website. Don't click the words "personal website". Let's see how many actually listen. I digress. You're allowed to know what I'm doing or what state I'm in but never, never will you be able to google my phone number and address.

Oh wait, there's the yellow pages thingy. Crap. Oh well, its 2010. People will find you if they really want to. If you want to keep your privacy, hibernate or relocate to a remote village. But as long as you are active online somewhere, *in resonating voice* YOU WILL BE FOUND and consequently stalked.

On a side note, those who say twitter is full of people saying nonsense, why are you there? It is a "social" site with freedom to type how your pee was yellow last night. If you don't like it, deactivate your account.

PS: I use "Aprokos" and "Amebors" interchangeably.

My very happy face when I am stalking stalkable people online. I said it.

Thus, to all the amebors/aprokos on twitter, Good job. It is because of you that twitter remains in business. :) 

Stay warm in east coast yankee, stay cool in naija.

Leeza.

Honestly...

Its not that I want to be toasted, being toasted by the wrong person is mildly irritating. Still, there are people I talk to just because I like the way they make me feel - flattery and such. Mind you, I don't necessarily like the person. However if I stop talking to the person, I know they'd forget me. Hence, occasional reminders are necessary. I know its selfish but I am not necessarily evil. I do listen when said person has something to talk about. Or I at least pretend to. That's really all people need some times - someone to "hear" what they have to say. As for me, I will keep the feel good people around for as long as they let me or till I meet someone whose feel good ability is the only one I want. Hopefully, that's even possible.


People supposedly wax deep when they don't sleep at night. This, unfortunately, is the best yours truly could do.
*sigh*

Leeza.

Eleyi is no longer funny - This extended holiday needs to end.

I am going to start by professing my love for MY hp laptop. I missed this baby. I went on a tri state 1 week trip without it and I was exposed to more expensive macbooks et al. I do love the mac more than the PC (yes I am on that bandwagon) but there is nothing like having your own laptop that logs you on to skype and twitter automatically. When I used others' laptops, I had to consciously click "not now" when I was asked whether or not I wanted my password saved. Abeg, who has time for all that?

When I was in school, I wanted so desperately to be home. Now that I am home, all I have done is put on the weight I lost while I was in school. Not even in a good way. People need to stop keeping candy in their houses when I sleep over ja re. I am also sure I have slept an average of 10 hours a day or more in the past few weeks. I need this holiday to be over.

Blackberry empathy? Can I preorder? 'Nuff said. 

Back to my trip: it started on Saturday morning and ended the following Saturday night/Sunday morning. Megabus from Philadelphia to Pittsburgh for Redeemed church's 7th anniversary celebration. Speaking of which, that picture they took of me is a bad one o_o. Anyways, that trip involved Saturday and Sunday services and chilling with the girls as well as binging on jollof rice. 

Korede is getting married. She got me caught up in wedding fever. From cut of diamonds to destination weddings and wedding dress designers, photographers.... That will fill a manuscript so I am not going there. Any further. 

So I left Pittsburgh for Boston with my friend, future roomie, coblogger... all the same person. We - Shola, Mercy and I - went to the liberty hotel in Boston and had fun paying unnecessary money for Voss water. When they said bottled water, we thought they meant aquafina. Babes were not smiling when the bill came. Needless to say, I kept my voss bottle. Don't judge me. I recycle.

Boston gave way to New York. On the way to New York, I saw the 4 storey tall poster saying the Beatles are now on iTunes. There, I have advertised. Where are my Google Adsense cents? Say that fast 3 times. 

I love my New York peeps but WHY, oh WHY do you guys live in New York? This is the one town where people that I would visit more (if I could stand it) reside. I don't even want to think of how long we spent in traffic during OFF PEAK hours. I wanted to see a friend in Long Island but I was told quite frankly that I wasn't loved enough to be driven from Bronx to Long Island. The subway wasn't looking too friendly either. Why do more people keep packing themselves in/to NY? It is full. Please, move to New Jersey. Or Alaska. As a matter of fact, the lady on millionaire matchmaker says everyone should have certain unchangeable criteria in a spouse. One of mine is "willingness to accept that I will NEVER move to New York or anywhere like it". If he dreams of weekends spent hovering around Times Square, then we are definitely not a match made in heaven.

So, besides the grid lock traffic and the fact that I spent more time en route than at the destination, it was fun seeing peeps. We visited a bazaar and bought tees. We also got to try a Nigerian restaurant called "Buka" in brooklyn. I absolutely loved my goat meat pepper soup and I daresay I missed palmwine. We also met some funny characters there. Inspector gadget, Mr bright colors... a few other Nigerian Yale boys... and one or two fresh-off-the-boat peeps who had already learned how to funkify the pronunciation of their names. Further details and I might as well just put a link to the guy's facebook page. He he he.

New York led to Yonkers to hang out with the nicest couple I've met in a while. I liked them so much that I am attending their New Year's party on the 31st. Oh they also have an adorable baby... Oh! I meant to take a picture of him with my phone. (Shola bring your laptop back o, I want the webcam photos). 

Back to Philadelphia. We attended Jerry's birthday shindig. Once more, philadelphia MEN need to step it up. I am slightly racist so I will say/type this: L***rians, please tone it down. Aint nobody kurr that yo' 28 yr old sister went off with a strange man. It is no reason to yell at the DJ to stop the music. Also, picking up hair extensions from the floor and yelling "who weave is that?" isn't funny. Furthermore, when you want to say the police are around, "The cops saside" does convey the message. In a ghetto way.

*gets off green and white painted high horse and adjusts snub-glasses*

Here's another conversation I overheard:
Boy: Why can't you dance with me? I see your boyfriend Frederick is here.
Girl: (takes off shoes, sets them down, sets purse down on friend's thighs, flicks back hair, wags finger in boy's face, puts hand on hip, frowns)* Yo listen. I'm cool with Frederick like I'm cool wichu. If I was fucking Frederick, I aint gotta hide that shit. I'd tweet it, facebook it, it would be errwhere. So don't ever say I be fucking him. Cos I been heard that shit everywhere and it aint funny. Ai?
Boy: (laughs the blissful laugh of the drunk) It's not even that serious.

*All this happened in 5 seconds or less.

I almost thought the girl was gonna stab him. So I might have exaggerated a bit, but you get the idea.

In unrelated news:

- I feel bad for Obama. I don't even follow politics.

- I am going to attempt to start and finish a novel. I have several unfinished ones. 

- I am starting my 2011 resolutions. Now.

- Any time I turn on the tv, there is a commercial for skechers or reebok butt toners. Na Wa o.

I also came to the realization that in addition to my fear of darkness, and disappointing my parents et. al, I am also afraid of ending up with a man who settles for me because he couldn't have his Number One. (Oh I love that MI song ft Flavor - and I will fight this ADD. Later). Yeah, that will really suck. I will have him do a lie detector test and swear on everything he holds sacred before the "I Do"s. #serioustalk.

Ada, hmmm, me and you will wear the same trouser if I don't see you when I come back. 

That concludes my early december musings. Now back to Indiana Jones... Or an article for GidiGuy maybe...

Leeza.