Tuesday, 16 September 2014

Poker face? Anyone?

*This looks like the most random post I ever wrote **
I love Single ladies or may be loved is the better word. I only really saw season 1 & 2. They lost me somehow in season 3. Anyway, Keisha in Single ladies brought a new definition to poker face,the chic is got a solid poker face. I love love her poker face.
What's a poker face by the way? Its a face that shows no emotion, often called poker face because in the game of poker it would be foolish to show any emotional traits that might screw the game for you.
I don't do poker faces, I have not been able to master a face that shows no emotion. I can't make a poker face to save myself. 

I mean when I am lost, I look lost. When I am happy, I look happy. When I am angry hahahahaha..my face gets so tightened up and you see something like this &^(*$$@{)^     (no words)

My sister abuses me a lot; she gave me a mirror once and asked me to practise my poker face. Lol.

My face is a transparent transmitter of my thoughts/ state of mind. I think I have the opposite of poker face...anti- poker?

What do you think of poker faces?

Monday, 25 August 2014

Kunle Olaifa Lives On...

I was worried about the news that my boss was in an accident. I had called everyone I knew and they kept telling me some funny news about how he was in some hospital… they all could not answer the question “How is Kunle?”

It was 30 minutes to my examination and my "approcco" nature wanted to know, I looked through twitter to see if anyone had said anything then I saw what my eyes were looking for. 'Kunle was gone. I immediately called his friend that promised to call me back. I said, “Please tell me is 'Kunle really dead? “ His response: Dayo, I’m sorry I have some bad news, ‘Kunle is gone.

I squealed over the phone like a wounded lion and threw my phone away.

August 19, 2014, a grey day. The cold hands of death took away my brother, friend and boss. I spoke with him some minutes before the accident I didn't know that was the final conversation we were going to have, maybe I would have said a "proper "good bye.

'Kunle was not just a boss; he was a big brother, a friend. His zest to help was awesome. I miss the dimpled smile and the playful look. He lived a fun and hard working life, he had a contagious spirit. 'Kunle was always there no matter what, he had an enormous capacity to love and he did love people fiercely. He was humble, passionate and his can-do spirit is top-notch. 'Kunle loved and preached professionalism and excellence. 'Kunle was witty and humorous 

'Kunle, you were wise beyond your years, and you also had this unexplainable patience. I remember you always calling me Jero and how I always whisper “oka baba” under my breath. We joked recently about you adopting me as a last sister or your first child and you responded as usual “Jero”.

I wished for once, I could escape into the world of amnesia and live in denial. 'Kunle, thank you for gracing us with your life. Your name means “Wealth filled the house” literally and you indeed filled the house with your presence, your wisdom, your person, your love for building careers...I owe you mine

I can almost hear your voice with every word I type. Thank you for loving, Thank you serving.

I remember a lot of things, but most of all I remember that I am deeply saddened that you left too soon.

When we love people, knowing their spirit just never dies is comforting.  Rest on brother.

I choose to remember you happy

Friday, 9 May 2014


Quote for the day: “ Never lie, steal, cheat, or drink. But if you must lie, lie in the arms of the one you love. If you must steal, steal away from bad company. If you must cheat, cheat death. And if you must drink, drink in the moments that take your breath away” – Dr. Hitch 2005

Moment by moment, our lives change. Moments come and go but every moment changes us forever or …not.

The older I get, the more I realise life is never somewhat what is seems.

Moments like… when I smell the freshness of rain, when I see a bubbly cute kid at the mall, with no care in the world, moments when a large smile crosses the face of a mother….these moments, I live for them.

Sometimes life is as simple as the way it sounds. Just life! *not sure I make any sense*

There are other times when you are introduced to the stark reality of life and the difficult decisions we must make. There are moments that modify our lives endlessly. Moments that you think about how things have changed, but of course you loved the way things used to be.

The special moments you smile and whisper to yourself “I love life”.

There are moments you have to make decisions, decisions where there are no conquerors or losers …just gladiators, fighters, wrestlers, boxers, warriors… There are days we have no nano-second to think, we just ACT because we have to make that decision on the shoot of an instant.

Every so often, we sacrifice who we are for the horrid uncertainties of those we care about. I cannot choose a life where everyone around me benefits from who I am but me. I want to be the first receiver of the blessing that is my life… selfish much huh?

There are moments when I must halt and pick me.

*This is dedicated to you friend, I hope you find the courage to choose you*

May the potential of our destiny silent the noise of fear that looms to rob us of hope, perfect our vision Lord so we see that sometimes the only way to move ahead is to choose ourselves. AMEN!

Thursday, 20 March 2014

I will wait...for you

This in one deep poem, I enjoy listening to. I just thought to share. "I will wait for you" by Janette Ikz ( Sorry it's really long, you can decide to watch the video instead -find it below the post). Enjoy!

So it seemed, that it was cool, for everyone to be in a relationship but me
So I took matters into my own hands and ended up with him
Him who displayed the characteristics of a cheater,a liar an abuser and a thief 
So why was I surprised when he broke into my heart?
I called 911, but I was cardiac arrested for aiding and abetting,
Cause it was me who let him in
Claiming we were “just friends”
It was already decided for me by the first date, that even if he wasn’t!
I was gonna make him ‘The One’
You know… I was tired of being alone,
And I simply made up in my mind, that it was about that time so I decided to drag him along for the ride,
Cause I was always the bridesmaid & never the bride
A virgin in the physical, but mentally just a grown woman on the corner in heat!
Who was tired of the wait!

So I was gonna make him ‘The One’.
He had a form of Godliness but not much
But hey, hey I can change him! So I’ll take him, I mean he’s close enough
Ready to sell my aorta for a quarter, not knowing the value of its use to me
Artery so clogged with my will, it blocked his will from flowing through me
So, I thank Christ that His blood pressure gave this heart an attack,
That flatlined my obscured vision, put me flat on my back
Through my ignorance He sawed,
Through my sternum He sawed & cracked open my chest
To transplant Psalm 51:10
A new heart & a renewed right spirit within!
So now I fully understand,
Better yet I thoroughly comprehend,
How much I need to wait for You.

See, the bad thing is that I knew he wasn't you from the beginning
Cause in the beginning was the Word
And he didn’t even sound or shine like Your Son
Out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaks,
And all he could whisper was sweet, empty nothings –
Which meant NOTHING.
He couldn’t even pray when I NEEDED him to
Asking him to fast would be absurd!
So forget about being cleansed & washed with water through the Word
But I know You
You are already praying for me
Even never having met me
Let me assure you, I will wait for you.

I will no longer date, socialize or communicate with carbon copies of you
To appease my boredom or to quench my thirsty desire I have for attention
And short-lived compliments from ‘sorta kindas’.
You know…. He ‘sort kinda’ right, but ‘sorta kinda’ wrong?
His first name LUKE,
His last name WARM.
I, I won’t settle for false companionship
I won’t lay in the embrace of his arms,
Attempting to find some closeness,
But never feeling so far apart cause, I just wanna be held
Cause ♫”all I gotta do is Say” No!
No more ‘almost sessions’ of ‘almost coming close’
Passing winks & buying drinks,
I’ma, I’ma, I’ma flirt!♫
Who flirts with the ideology of,
‘Can you just tell me how much I can get away with & still be saved?’
No more.

I’ll stay in my bed alone, and write poems, about how I will wait for you 
He won’t even come close,
Our fingers won’t even interlock
We won’t even exchange breath
Cause I have thoughts that I’ve ‘saved as’ in a file that God has only equipped you to open.
I will no longer get weighted down,
From so-called friends & family talks,
About the concern for my biological clock
When I serve the Author of Time.
Who is not subject to time,
But I'm subject to Him,
He has the ability to stop, fast, forward, pause or rewind at any given time
So if we could role play,
You would be Abraham & I would be Sara
Or you can be Isaac & I can be Rebecca – a servant’s answered prayer
I am bone of your bone, flesh of your flesh,
Made up of your rib Adam!

And once we meet, like electrons
I will be bound to your nucleus, completely indivisible atom.
We even speak the same math: 1 + 1 + 1 = 3, which really equals 1 if you add Him.
We were all created in His image,
But you have the ability to reflect, project & even detect the Son.
If I were to explain what you looked like,
You would have to look like a star,
A son of the Son.

I would gain energy simply from the light that you shine on me.
I would need you , in order to complete my photosynthesis
I await your revelation, but once again from the genesis, I will wait for you 
And I will know you… because when you speak I will be reminded of Solomon’s wisdom,
Your ability to lead will remind me of Moses,
Your faith will remind me of Abraham,
Your confidence in God’s Word will remind me of Daniel,
Your inspiration will remind me of Paul,
Your heart for God will remind me of David,
Your attention to detail will remind me of Noah,
Your integrity will remind me of Joseph,
And your ability to abandon your own will, will remind me of the disciples,
But Your ability to love selflessly & unconditionally will remind me of Christ.
But I won’t need to identify you by any special Matthews or any special Marks,
Cause His word will be tattooed all over your heart.
And you will know me, and you will find me,
Where… the boldness of Esther meets the warm closeness of Ruth.
Where the hospitality of Lydia is aligned with the submission of Mary,
Which is engulfed in the tears of a praying Hannah
I will be the one, drenched in Proverbs 31 waiting for you.

But to my Father, my Father who has known me before I was birthed into this earth
Only if you should see fit
I desire your will above mine,
So even if you call me to a life of singleness,
My heart is content with YOU – the One who was sent.
YOU are the greatest love story ever told,
The greatest story ever known
You are forever my judge & I’m forever Your witness
And I pray that I’m always found on a mission about my Father’s business
Oh, I will always be Yours!
And I will always wait for You Lord, more than the watchmen wait for the morning
More than the watchmen wait for the morning… I WILL WAIT