Boko Haram Massacre in Yobe State: Countless Questions

Yesterday started really well, I had no inkling I was going to hear/read one of the saddest news in recent times. Boko Haram's attack in Federal Government College Buni Yadi, Yobe State left me speechless. I've read blogs, seen the different views and opinions of people on the incident, a lot of people blamed the government for the attack, I only have questions and I know there's no one to answer me.

Forget the Goverment for now but, who are these faceless mass murderers? What are they angry about?

My Romantic Weekend: One Week After

                                    

I've been heartbroken since February  14th but I feel better and can now share my story :). My friends have always called me 'unromatic', 'anti-romantic', 'too serious', but I'm only being ME. I've tried severally to become their version of romantic and all that, I'm still trying. Anyway, DH works out of town and we travel back and forth to visit one another once or twice a month, but he comes to us more because of Bambino (travelling with a baby isn't child's play).

Keep Calm And Put Your Dresses On!

So, on Saturday, I was traipsing around my favourite mall, shopping, looking at clothes and jewellery even though I knew I wouldn't buy anything. So I decided to treat myself to a movie. It was showing by 9pm and it was still just after 8. I had an hour to kill. I bought a chocolate brownie and sat down to enjoy, thinking of a post for this blog. Two girls walked past me. They both wore miniskirts and tank tops with weaves past their butts. They were giggling and taking pictures on their phones and trying to stylishly pull the hems of their skirts down. I was irritated. Why wear a skirt so short you risk exposing your panties AND try to pull the hems down? I looked around and realized that 80% of the girls were wearing short hems: Short dresses, short skirts, daisy dukes (micro shorts).

On Relationships

So Valentine's Day has come and gone. Mine was almost non-existent despite my big plans for the day (I'm still hurting about it, but will blog when I feel better :). So I decided to visit blogs over the weekend to read good love stories (whether it was love between partners, friends or love shown to the sick or needy) and be happy, but boy i was disappointed, the picture above sums it up (a man who is nonchalant about his lady's feelings). I read mostly sad stories of women frustrated in their relationships, the men could not even pretend for one day out of 365 days in a year (that is bad) to show them love

My First Love.

I was about 2 years old when I fell in love. No, I'm not talking about romance. At that age, it would have been ridiculous. My first love wasn't a boy or Barbie dolls(never liked them). It was a book. Books amazed me and I used to stare in wonder at my mother's books, kept in a high shelf so my itchy fingers would not reach them. I wondered what adults saw in them. Did they have pictures inside? Was there something I wasn't allowed to know? The very first book I read was Town Mouse and Country Mouse. I was 3 years old and it had an audio cassette.

Valentine's Day Suggestions

It's a few more days to Valentine's Day. I need not go into details of its history, but it has been linked to a certain Valentine who did some good deeds and ended up a Saint. That is really a pointer that Valentine's Day should be spent doing good. February 14th is generally called Lovers Day, hence the reason for the many giftts exchanged that day. Loads of immorality go down that day (when it isn't the primary purpose), but that is not the reason for this post.

Let's get down to business: Some people say everyday is Valentine's Day in their homes or relationships, but I do not think that is possible.

20 Things I wish I Could Do Better

There are days I literally think I am Superwoman. Sometimes I have to check I am not wearing a pink vest underneath my blouse. In my mind, Superwoman would wear a cute pink costume with a white cape. I always say there is nothing I cannot do if I put my mind to it. But sometimes, a girl just gotta know her limits. There are things I cannot do very well or still working on getting the hang of it. This a list of humorous things and not-so-humorous-things i honestly wish I could be better at doing.

1. Roll my tongue. It totally irks me to find out that there is no body part of mine I can manipulate. I have a friend (won't mention her name) who can flare her nostrils. Each time she does it, I break a rib laughing. Normally, she is so prim and proper lady so this is out of character for her. I can wink, though. Does that qualify?