what do you do in the toilet??

And so hello my people, i really really missed you guys. i love my blog, for real.

and gosh i really really really love y'all for your feedback on my last post, thanks a lot :)

today, i want to talk about faeces, otherwise known as poo-poo...or simply as poo by the aje-butters :)

i was thinking today. What if we'd been created without the ability...or should i say the need to poo-poo??

seriously what would it be like??

imma tell y'all the advantages i get:

look at me now, i rarely use the toilet myself...maybe once every 3 days...hey don't tell me the danger of not poopoo-ing jare, i know them all...but if the poopoo is not coming, what do u want me to do?? just sit there and wait for it?? #please

but when i go to the toilet, here's what i do:

I either go with my laptop and watch a movie, or i go with a novel and read...or if i'm feeling very studious, i might even take a textbook and read :)

my mother will never ever understand why i do that though lol...

other times though, i just sit there and daydream lol X_X

and until i finish my dream, i won't stand up o!
so basically, it gives me some alone time.

Now about eating:
if we'd been created without the need to eat...hmmn. hmmmmmn. like for real, hmmn.

where would mcdonald's be?? where would kfc be?? or mr bigg's? or sweet sensation?? or even iya basira sef! ahhh my mother's cooking!

i would soooo miss rice,even though i'm tired of it!

and that purely sinful chocolate cake! ooooooh subway cookies, chocolate chip cookies...gummy bears, okro soup...efo riro,i would miss them all...

#ugh amala! ewww. semovita, double ewww...well let's just say some will be missed more than others lol.

There are really many things we take for granted in this life. Honestly. I think we should all sit and think for 5 minutes about how blessed we are, and then appreciate even the littlest things that come our way.

so what do y'all do in the toilet? like for real i'd like to know *batting lashes adorably* tell me please? please please please :)

yours-in-poopoo thoughts.
The Busy Brains.

p.s: toilet and bathroom are NOT the same. so when you want to pee, quit saying 'i need to go to the bathroom' , the bathroom is where you have your bath, the toilet is where you poo #getitright #kthanksbye

i failed.

I don't deserve this.

I really don't.

Studied 10 hours each day for 11 days.

Gave up my chat time.

Gave up my twitter time.

Gave up my writing time.

Gave up my movies.

Gave up my shopping time.

Gave up my novel-reading time.

Gave up my visiting time.

All my free time. Gave it up.

Slept at 7 am each day and woke up again at 10.30/11 am.

I prayed.

And yet...

I FAILED.

I do not deserve this at all.

Yours in sad, gushing tears.

The busy brains.

Biafra...

*I've been thinking about the Biafran war lately...no idea why.I keep thinking about what they must have gone through, how much they all must have suffered, and all for what??

So here I am,40 years on, trying to put myself in their shoes...I'm sure I barely brushed the tip of the iceberg.

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So much sorrow…

Too much of it,

So much sadness,

Unstoppable tears,

Motherless children,

Fatherless ones,

Widows, widowers,

Child-less folks,

Everyone is hurt.



But today,

In the midst of it all,

We smile through our tears,

We sing through our sorrow,

We laugh through the despair

Gripping our hearts,

There’s a ray of hope,

A silver lining,

We hold each other,

Cos love’s all we have left,



The sun shines brighter,

The clouds look cheerier,

The birds sing louder,

The trees dance better,

They sway to the wind.

The world just looks…

More peaceful,

More beautiful,

Our broken hearts

Are beginning to heal,




We are taking a step forward,

As a country, as a family,

All who died during the war,

Will not die in vain,

They died for a better tomorrow.

We will make them proud,

Biafra will live forever.

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*Too bad it didn’t last

he's my mess

Everyone has a cross to bear,

A separate, personal burden,

Different from the world’s

A mess to clean up,

Look at him;

What a mess…

He smokes, he drinks,

He drools when he speaks,

He’s not that smart,

He doesn’t believe in God,

He’s an ex-convict.

The list is endless;

But he’s very charming,

He loves me,

He listens to me,

Even when I say rubbish.

He treats me right,

And calls me beautiful,

He cooks me dinner

When I have had a long day,

And rubs my back, when it hurts.

So don’t judge me,

I didn’t choose to love him,

It just happened,

And stop acting all superior too,

For who knows what skeletons

You have, hidden?

Just because your smile is pretty,

Doesn’t mean your heart is.

He’s MY burden,

MY cross, MY mess;

And I love him,

So how about you mind your business?

Leave my mess alone,

Clean yours up first.

Edit: This is not about me. i repeat, this is not about me, OkThanksBye

My dream man

hey my good people if blogville! how are you doing??

first of all i appreciate all the comments on my last post, i ended up not going for the party. Great choice :)

so one night i was on twitter ooo, and i started thinking of my dream man, and then i decided to blog about him hehe.

oya *ahem* make all of you listen oo

first let's start from his arms

he should have well developed biceps brachii and triceps brachii, as in WELL DEVELOPED.

then his pectoralis major muscles must be well developed so that when im sad i can just rest my head on them...of course he has to be taller than i am, cos there's no way im bending to rest my head on someone's pectoralis...but again it is very easy to find a taller man, im only 5'4

then his rectus abdominis! the linea alba should be very deep ;) shows the six-pack very well.

Now his hands...those extensors should be strong, yet soft...and his palmar aponeurosis should be TOUGH. No butter-butter palms for this chic. ehen.

His thighs, strong and capable, with the biceps femoris and quadriceps femoris in good shape so that his steps are sure and calculated :) there's something about a man's confident spring.

His legs...now while i like a healthy gastrocnemius muscle (a.k.a yams), i do think the other muscles of the leg shoukd be bulky too, you know like them peroneus, soleus, tibialis anterior, because there is no way in hell imma date you if you have HEAVY gastrocnemius muscles on chicken legs, nossir.

No special requirements for the feet...they do have to be proportional to the whole body though.

what else?? aha his back! i do love that trapezius muscle...when it is well developed it means the deltoid also gets to be sexayyyy :D

omdaiz omdaizzzzz i totally forgot the cheeks!

my most favourite feature!

i want his zygomaticus major to be shorter than average (that's not an ABNORMALITY it is a VARIATION #getitright) so that when he smiles it pulls on his skin and forms that indentation otherwise known as dimples. #sigh i am a sucker for dimples, cheii.

And now, the most important part!!! my second most favourite. dum dum di dum *drumroll*

the *ahem* GLUTEUS MAXIMUS *cough-cough* Nuff said.

p.s: i did not talk about his penis, that was on purpose X_X i have forgotten the penis muscles for now

pps: his none-physical features : he must love God, it is BY FORCE. ehen. He must love me for me, be kind and caring, SMART, no dullards for this babe, and BO or MO are a no-no, and i aint talking no-no here, im talking NO-NO as in no matter how fine you are, you MUST NOT STINK! #okthanksbye

yours-in-dream:

The busy brains

first post

Shoulda done this a while ago...i was feeling very very lazy...oh well

Happy New year!...is the year still new?? ya, NO. That is, to me at least. I think after 2nd January, the happy new years should stop. sorry.

My roommate was born on the 1st. *mr. Omar's voice* Tragic, tragic lol, im kidding o...i think the date is unique, like very unique.

But here's the downside.

People forget.

Yes, it is very easy to forget, i mean everyone is in the New Year mood, cooking and eating, visiting, they just forget it's someone's birthday.

So here's my plan.

No babies on the following dates:

June 12, May 29, Jan.1...

Babies can come on any of these dates:

Feb 14, March 25(my birthday), May 27, July 04, oct 1...

MAYBE Dec 25, MAYBE.

Now, i only need two of these dates o...or at most 3, no football team for me thank you.

My husband can like to be fine too. I will blog about my dream man later...next post maybe.

So, my birthday is arriving in 80 days. yes, i am counting down. this age, it haf do, cheii, im tired.

and i am announcing now:

I DO NOT WANT CHOCOLATES. DO NOT BUY ME CHOCOLATES FOR MY BIRTHDAY!

i'm dead serious. You don't have to buy me anything but please no chocolates! unless of course, you're accompanying it with something that is not a card :)

Like really people should get something better to buy than chocolates, it's not like i hate them or anything, but i don't need them as birthday gifts.

i mean there are guitars, there are BBs, there's jewellery, there's a hard drive and other stuff *wide grin* lol

That aside, i've got a question for you guys...would you travel a journey of 22 hours (by train) to another city for a party?? need your feedbacks please.

yours in ex-new year

the busy brains.

p.s. i got my roommate a wrist watch that she loved :) #okthanksbye

Taking stock of 2009

So yep, i got this from Juiceegal 's blog,(not the picture, the post idea) and i thought it was a very good idea, cos apparently 2009 is fast coming to an end, and i dont know where the hell it went...WHERE DID THE TIME GO??!!!

On friends:

hmmn, 2009...friends...i used to think i had many friends, but a situation that happened early into the year brutally robbed me of those sentiments, so now, i am a girl of very few but very good friends...

My old friends back home...they keep saying i dont keep in touch, how i'm bad and i fashied them...well friendsies, how about YOU keep in touch too??

On faith:

I started this year with a list of resolutions...of which i can only remember very few...no that's a lie, i can only remember one...i didnt really start out the year as a very good christian like that sha, but now, i think i can boldly say that i have grown in the Lord.

On relationships:

yeah...about that. Nada.Zero.Zilch. As in nothing at all. No boyfriends, there were a few toasters ...boring to say the least...dropped them along the way...there is/was this guy i like(d), and im pretty sure he like(d) me too, but he never made a move soo yep.Zilch.

have a feeling friends and relationships should be together...oh well *shrugs*

On addictions:

you know that new year resolution i remembered?? yeah, that's why i remembered it...it's an addiction, its so bad im ashamed to say it out. No one knows except God. Been trying to stop for what??two years now?? its very very very hard fro me to stop. i keep saying i will,but it just never happens. *sigh* well, entering 2010 with a bag full of hope. again. Hopefully i will stop this year.

AHA, twitter i see you. That's another minor addiction...i need to reduce how much i spend on twitter, really.

Academics/school:

Well i havent really read that much this year for a medical student...that is going to change. oh it is so going to change. My school work hasnt suffered sha, but i need to know so much more...plus yayy i'm no longer the youngest in he school, there's a 15 year old in town :)

On pimples:

Cheiiii wetin i do for pimples o?? ok maybe they arent as much as that white chic's but they are there, and i am old enough for them to disappear, so #in2010 they are going far far far away to the land of NeverReturn.

On dimples:

i have developed a weakness for dimples, like no matter how ugly you are, as long as u have dimples, you get a free pass, in fact, as soon as i push my babies out, the first thing i will do is make dimples for them before their skin gets hard.

On swear words:

i have done very well in this department...the most extreme swear word i say is hell...i can actually count how many times i said f**k on the fingers of one hand. isnt that great??

on food:

i have been eating rubbish. simple.its no wonder i actually weigh 44kg. Boiled fried potatoes, really?? boiling potatoes in milk, REALLY??!!! rice and peppersoup, SERIOUSLY??!!!

and chocolate cake! GOODNESS!!!! have u ever felt like you're sinning when you're eating somn extremely delicious?? ehen, i feel like that when i eat chocolate cake...

and candies too, gosh i feel sorry for my teeth!

but really though, i eat like once a day, in fact i have gone a whole 28 hours without any food. i am not watching my weight, in fact what weight is there to watch??

on confidence:

i have become a thousand times more confident than i was at the beginning of this year...i have an amazing voice, i can now take a solo in public instead of in my bedroom or bathroom, hey i even rapped in church once :) plus nobody can insult me about my body now or ever. i know i am beautiful (that's not cockiness, its confidence)

on dressing:

i am still a nun lol..i CANNOT wear anything that exposes even little of my boobs...and the shortest skirt i can wear must not be more that 2 inches above my knee...LOL its not that momc will be angry or i'm one holier-than-thou person or anything, i'm just not comfortable in them is all.

The list could go on and on and on, but i'll stop here...

you guys should really do this, it makes you...soulsearch...makes you feel better...

its new year's eve people, the last day of the old year, a lot of things can happen in 1 day...24 hours...1440 minutes...86400 secs...

spend your time wisely.

Toodles people.

yours in soul-searching

The busy brains.