Thursday, 28 November 2013

Stolen Phone (Nexus 4)

spot my green case
My phone was stolen at my desk in the office and I was quite devastated. I really loved that phone especially because it was a birthday gift from my significant other (we got twin phones) and I was barely starting to enjoy the phone. I got the phone sometime in January and 2weeks later the screen was cracked and I had to send it to the US for repairs because it was not yet in the country. I get the phone several months later but the person that fixed it somehow sent I back without the simtray so I could not use the phone except with wifi. I ordered for a new simtray from my friend in the UK and 2weeks before it arrives my phone gets stolen. I guess I was destined never to enjoy the phone 'cos not long after BBM for android was released too.
Spot my green case on my desk
twin phones for d boo & i
I actually saw the guy the that stole the phone, I had stepped out with my boss into another office briefly and I came back to see a strange unkempt fellow alone in the office, I ask what he wants and he says he wanted to see my boss, (i later figured he had read his name off the door label). I tell him my boss is in a meeting and he’ll have to take his leave, it did not occur to me until a few minutes later to check if my valuables were still in place. That’s when I noticed my phone in my neon green case was gone, I searched everywhere for it to no avail and informed the security and searched the whole premises for the man to no avail. I accepted that my phone was gone. I blocked off my access to my emails via the phone from the web, counted my losses and mourned my phone by taking a day off work. They eventually installed CCTV cameras at my office to curb future thefts. My boss promised to compensate me for the stolen one (I think I’ll get the newer version) and that cheered me up. I have pics to reminisce over (it always put a sparkle in my pics) and for now I’m stuck with my blackberry. Don’t forget to always back up ur phone data, It makes the loss easier to swallow and deal with. 


Wednesday, 20 November 2013


You know how some brides can turn into bridezillas (godzilla’s bride) during their wedding period, sometimes it’s the mother of the bride that turns into mumzilla (godzilla’s mother). I happened to travel for a wedding in Calabar this weekend and encountered a mumzilla. My flight was moved 2hours ahead and I had to wait at the airport (crappy Nigerian Airlines that just take the piss, I wish they’d sign the consumer bill of rights into law, so they take their jobs more seriously or at least pay when they delay). I missed the traditional wedding and according to reports, the initial mumzilla action. I got to witness it the next day, after the initial yells for everyone to get up and shower, which is presumably normal on any wedding day. There was no light in the house and my phones were dead as well as that of another friend, we decide to head to the hotel to charge our phones and get dressed. Mumzilla happens to be sitting at the dining table and sees us leaving the house and she goes ‘I don’t understand why all of  you have to go to the hotel with her (the bride), you need to come back and pack souvenirs, that’s why you are here’. Seriously??? We travelled all the way just to pack souvenirs, thanks for the memo ‘cos it wasn’t received earlier!! *rme. We leave anyways ‘cos we know that’s not why we are there, when we were done in the hotel anyways we did come back to help with the souvenirs because the bride’s sister had a way better with words and was very nice to us. 

Next encounter with mumzilla was at the wedding reception when we couldn’t find the usher that was with the guestbook “why did you give an usher?! it should have been in ur custody! That is why you are here!”. Really??! We are here to pass around the guestbook, oh I’m so sorry, we forgot the ushers were just for decorative use. Mshew!rubbish! Anyways we eventually found the usher with the guestbook and handed it over to her. The wedding was finally over and mumzilla was out of our hair. She gradually returned back to human form but not without intermittent yells at the maids and whoever was in her way. My friend who had been there since the Wednesday of the weekend told us, we had not even seen anything, she had suffered more from mumzilla since she arrived early. She was yelled at that she was not a guest (although it was her first time in the house and she had taken out of her precious time to travel down early and support her friend) and she should prepare meals and serve the in-laws to be and she also tried to guilt trip her saying it was unfair of her to not help out as that’s why she was here.
It is actually unfair to the friends and guests of the bride to talk to them rudely or try to guilt trip them when you can just kindly ask for their help and appreciate their presence, the wedding would go on afterall if they were not present. Brides should try to caution their parents to be respectful when talking to their guests and friends. Mumzillas are just as bad Bridezillas and just as effective at ruining a wedding mood for everyone. Everyone should just breathe and plan ahead to avoid every last minute drama that tries to engulf you or your folks.
Here's an update 


Tuesday, 19 November 2013

My Best Friend (in every sense of the words used) :D

I did a post way back here when someone I considered to be my best friend hurt me and opened my eyes. I thank her because she helped me see that I had an awesome friend who was more deserving of that title. My significant other always tries to fight for this title which I don’t mind but when he also observed how awesome she is he said we should share her! Na wa o, I no dey share abeg. I met Antonia in 2007 I think,  that was in my 300L, I met her through my ex-bestfriend and her roommate who she was classmates with, she’d come to browse in their room which got a better wifi-connection from the window. I’m cracking my head hard to remember these details so forget all the ‘I thinks’ that will be contained in this post. Merci. Moving on, when I first saw her I think I was attracted to her look, her outfit, stature and glasses, she looked like a boss walking on air and then she spoke and was so fluent. She laughed and I was in love!! Her laughter had so much character and was sooo full of life, can a person get any more real than that. Nope. We got closer when I’d visit her in her room, i knew most of her classmates and the girls on her floor, most of which were my acquaintances and a few friends. I got to know more about her, she was a Photoshop guru, she could draw, design outfits, she was an internet guru, hair guru, had a blog, writer of several short stories (gaminegirlie), a Nairaland (was really cool back then) regular, traveller (ajala traveller.lool)and a very smart hottie with lovely eyes and smile, among other things I could go on! She inspired me to start my own blog, I remember asking her something I wanted to do on the blog and she said ‘Google it’. I needed that kinda friend that would make me better and be frank with me. I got more and more close to her and people will ask ‘how are u even friends with her? She’s kinda weird’ and I just tell them well she’s really cool and think this weird they say she is, is just their inability to catch up  with her awesomeness speaking. I remember chilling with her during our graduation and taking pics and we had an Appletini in her room afterwards, doing yoga and Chinese bends and making silly videos (I wonder where all those pics and vids are sef), I don’t really recall.
We got even closer after school while we were serving, we started our natural hair journey around the same time and applied to schools together for our Masters programme, she’d visit me at work and I’d visit her at home, u get the drift. We both got our admission letters but I couldn't go and she went. That did not hinder our friendship, we kept in touch all the while, phone calls  yahoo messenger, email, et al and our friendship grew. She came around and we got to see, I was also finally able to get some time off work and travel to see her and I had a swell time as well. She is in the top 3 of the best people that I am privileged to have in my life and I really appreciate her and thank God for having her and I try to tell her how awesome she is as much as possible. We have our disagreements and different views at times and that doesn't prevent us from getting along. I love you Antonia!!! For who u are, all u’ve done for me and more!!

would go to super extra lengths to make her happy (and see her hearty grin) and it warms my heart to know she would do the same for me.  She’s my confidante, older sis, christian sister, bizness partner and more and I can count on her to give me her candid opinion and advice and viceversa. She’s the best friend a girl can ask for and I’m da lucky girl that got her!!!