Hey...
Imagine me saying stuff like - "I don't know if I'll be able to blog before the end of the year..." Ha, what a laugh...
Nice to be back - finally got a reply on my empower.net thing... The person whom I'm collaborating with on the project (makes me sound like a partner) has finally gotten a reply from his dad and some kind of tentative commitment... Things look to be on the roll.
By God's grace - I hope that things will begin to move ahead positively...
My sister's coming into town today (nwanneka) - we'll probably leave for the east on saturday... Can't wait to see her... (As if!)
Equally got a call from guess who - one of those unexpected quarters - Sir white, who had an idea concerning shifting base/location...
All of a sudden, God has finally thrown his doors of mercy and grace wide open and to be honest, I'm very grateful - i wish I could keep myself in that state of mind permanently but it requires faith (which I don't have enough of) and Hope (which evaporates easily in my case)
I'm prayerful that God will give me what it takes to overcome these weaknessess.
Chinwe sent me a text yesterday, she's comin' down with them folks so it'll just be like one happy family reunion...
Will holler at the lot of you later but if I don't...
{{Happy NEW YEAR!!}}
Chinedu - your muse and intangible mist...
Thoughts about the issues of living, thinking, eating, breathing and other unmentionable acts as "Chinedu"; a mortal hunk of flesh. I have a fascination for words - I think words have an ability, a power of their own to take on life and provide meaning, to cause action, change or destruction... On my beach - things are varied but there are always lessons to be learned and you can never really tell how far the rabbit hole goes. A soap opera of thoughts expressed as words...
Friday, December 10, 2004
Tuesday, December 07, 2004
Merry month of December...
Dear reader...
Time for a reflection - sober or not...
December - the month where santa's wish list includes a trip to the moon and back - welcome to the month where christmas carols are sung from every nook and crany... I'm not a grinch, should that though have crossed your mind - I've simply lost the reason for the season... (Hoping to get it back someday!)
Trip looms ahead - hope it works out...
No word from NNPC; will simply assume that I didn't make the selection and move on my merry way - that's life and its bullshot...
On to better things... If I sound disjointed don't make a fuss - I'm simply trying to type in a rush and my thoughts don't seem to catch up... (nifty isn't it...)
I am outta here...
Ciao - baby!
Time for a reflection - sober or not...
December - the month where santa's wish list includes a trip to the moon and back - welcome to the month where christmas carols are sung from every nook and crany... I'm not a grinch, should that though have crossed your mind - I've simply lost the reason for the season... (Hoping to get it back someday!)
Trip looms ahead - hope it works out...
No word from NNPC; will simply assume that I didn't make the selection and move on my merry way - that's life and its bullshot...
On to better things... If I sound disjointed don't make a fuss - I'm simply trying to type in a rush and my thoughts don't seem to catch up... (nifty isn't it...)
I am outta here...
Ciao - baby!
Sunday, December 05, 2004
The Glory of a new week - look ma I can fly...
A glorious sunday...
i stayed at home as usual - a long standing tradition that has its roots in independence; at least mine... All's well - just finished checking ma mail... a lovely friend, Ijeoma - was deemed it fit to break her vow of silence and will try to communicate with us... (hurray! Hurray!!)
It was so good hearing from her that I all but broke down and cried my heart out (or at least that part that serves for a heart)...
The weekend went well - we had a little get together at ma hang out and it was so soul lifting - happiness appears to be making others around you happy...
Burial's alot closer and me don't know if this will be my last entry for the year - me hope not!
Expecting ma sister and I just learnt that ma best friend has lown the coup - leaving Nigeria for the lot of us, who still reside here...
Anyway - have a nice blessed week...
Chinedu - friend and confidant...
i stayed at home as usual - a long standing tradition that has its roots in independence; at least mine... All's well - just finished checking ma mail... a lovely friend, Ijeoma - was deemed it fit to break her vow of silence and will try to communicate with us... (hurray! Hurray!!)
It was so good hearing from her that I all but broke down and cried my heart out (or at least that part that serves for a heart)...
The weekend went well - we had a little get together at ma hang out and it was so soul lifting - happiness appears to be making others around you happy...
Burial's alot closer and me don't know if this will be my last entry for the year - me hope not!
Expecting ma sister and I just learnt that ma best friend has lown the coup - leaving Nigeria for the lot of us, who still reside here...
Anyway - have a nice blessed week...
Chinedu - friend and confidant...
Thursday, December 02, 2004
Fury of thy inner self - catchy isn't it...
From the depths of a soul in blissful torment - the irony of this outburst cannot be lost on me...
Afterall, I've always had this poetic bent - (or so i was led to believe)
I had actually promised to do a soulful rendation of a Nigerian youth in the throes of agony (mental, physical, spiritual - infact the whole lot)
If I sound like i'm complaining then it must be that I am in actually fact complaining!
How's that for logic? Anyway - I'm here strutting my fingers across the keyboard hoping against hope that my feelings will just move across the divide - from soul to electronic medium - apparently unloading half this emotions, appears to be the only way of keeping myself sane - or so the doctor told me...
The dusty, dry weather has left me feeling like a beauty queen (the things I find myself doing in order to prevent that look(you know - that LOOK!) that shows the world you're suffering and you really don't seem to care one way or another - the last stage up the ladder of madness)
So I pay attention to my looks (yes I can still be vain...)
My Grandmother's burial is creeping closer and closer - methinks and hopes - as if that has ever solved any of my problems...
Sister called, says she'll be in town soon then we leave for the burial...
December is suddenly here - the sound of all those pathetic xmas carols has me grabbing for the nearest stone to smash those loud speakers... Annoying stuff - as if Nigerians can really remember their last HAPPY christmas... (huge joke!)
Anyway - I know it has been a while but as I said some things changed...
The basic thing's that - i'm still here...
Regards people - (judging from the 0 comments, I'm really beginning to wonder if that bold part is really necessary...)
Afterall, I've always had this poetic bent - (or so i was led to believe)
I had actually promised to do a soulful rendation of a Nigerian youth in the throes of agony (mental, physical, spiritual - infact the whole lot)
If I sound like i'm complaining then it must be that I am in actually fact complaining!
How's that for logic? Anyway - I'm here strutting my fingers across the keyboard hoping against hope that my feelings will just move across the divide - from soul to electronic medium - apparently unloading half this emotions, appears to be the only way of keeping myself sane - or so the doctor told me...
The dusty, dry weather has left me feeling like a beauty queen (the things I find myself doing in order to prevent that look(you know - that LOOK!) that shows the world you're suffering and you really don't seem to care one way or another - the last stage up the ladder of madness)
So I pay attention to my looks (yes I can still be vain...)
My Grandmother's burial is creeping closer and closer - methinks and hopes - as if that has ever solved any of my problems...
Sister called, says she'll be in town soon then we leave for the burial...
December is suddenly here - the sound of all those pathetic xmas carols has me grabbing for the nearest stone to smash those loud speakers... Annoying stuff - as if Nigerians can really remember their last HAPPY christmas... (huge joke!)
Anyway - I know it has been a while but as I said some things changed...
The basic thing's that - i'm still here...
Regards people - (judging from the 0 comments, I'm really beginning to wonder if that bold part is really necessary...)
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