Eve's world

Reminisce

2010-08-03T13:04:00.000-07:00

He was d last person I expected to hear from.
Was sending a mail @ my former office when I saw his message on my email messenger.
Since it'd been a while since I'd seen or heard from him, I responded
We chitchatted and in the course of that went down memory lane back to when we'd
just finished serving.
I remember it like it was just yesterday....I'd come back from a trip back from lag
And I had to go see Sunny a mutual friend to let him know I was back. It was at his
I saw 'him'. We said a brief hi and generally gisted. They both walked me to where I
Took a cab back home. He took my number then and asked if he could call.
We took to chatting via sms's and particularly remember how during the passing out parade
I turned mobile graffiti when i got them to write stuff on my t-shirt. Twas excitement all
The way n didn't quite think we'd really keep it touch once we got back to our respective
Homes.
He did keep in touch and as a matter of fact we hung out a his coz's wedding. He was really
Fun to be with and wud crack me up with his witty remarks.
I remember the first time I invited him home. Things were going pretty well till 'mum almighty'
Walked in...she sized him up with a disapproving look on her face and didn't even reply to his
Greeting. Felt like d ground shud open and swallow me up....boy was I embarrassed!!
...So much as happened since today and he's happily married with kids....so much for memories!!

long wait

2010-05-11T11:28:00.000-07:00

been a while since i was last here. Many 'waters' have passed under the proverbial bridge. Life after 'retirement' has been one helluva ride! if i didnt have God i'd sure have been the most depressed of humans (trust me, u dont want to hv to go days without knowing when money's gonna get to you....its that numbing really).wg
whoever told me being an entrepreneur was going be one easy sail, didnt know the path he was leading me on!
endless phonecalls, mails, visits all trying to convince people why they have to do business wiv me. Most times i get so fed up that i wish i hadnt towed this path but the constant reassurances that i get that this 'phase will soon pass' is what keeps me going knowing also that HE who's given me the vision will most def see it thru to the end.
meanwhile, cash is fast running out and i just must land the next big deal FAST or else... or else.... no, i just must land it, i've 'lambanoed(taken a hold of it)
meanwhile, Mr. Lecturer is at it again... ( he just wont stop will he)??
i know just what to do to stop him in his tracks abi him beeen think say na so e easy to land fine, industrious chic just like that? ...more gist next time..

weekend...

2009-09-15T03:00:00.000-07:00

this weekend was a litttle different from my normal quiet 'lie-ins'.
from nowhere this childhood friend of mine shows up and announces to me that i'll go everywhere shopping with her for her upcoming weddding.
''here comes trouble', i say to myself cos knowing who she is, she'll drag me down into a hole if she could, just as long as she can find what she's looking for.
it turned out to be an exciting venture as i found myself modeling wedding dresses and found myself flirting with the idea of picking one too (...who knows, the groom might just appear by my act of faith).

It was a good weeekend on the whole, but when this frind of mine went on and on about her 'husband' this, her husband that, their wedding this, their wedding that, and honestly i got fed up at some point that that was all she could talk about. Now, not that i wasnt happy for her, (far it be from me) but hey, any girl who aint married and has her friend gleefully harping on and on about her wedding , feels a pang of jealously at some point, honestly!
and i'm only human, so much as i am happy for her and going around arranging for the event with joy, i just wish she'd also consider me and try to lets talk of some other things (so i'll stop being sooo nice as to smile at something she said even when i dont feel like and all of that).

all said tho', i do look forward to that day and silently pray that this time, i'd find one who'd i'd truly love enough to walk down my own aisle with.
that said, i'll simply say, peace, i'm out!

pounded yam!!

2009-09-09T04:34:00.000-07:00

Still relishing the taste of yesterday's pounded yam....
you see, i'm someone who doent like going out even for lunch breaks as i find it a lot more convienient and easier to order and eat in or better still bring my lunch with me.
now my eating habits are something else, i eat irregularly. i'm not really a breakfast person so skip it most times. I cud eat lunch and that's it for the day.
yesterday, i felt i needed to break the norm a bit and go out for lunch and when it came to picking a place, i picked a joint by the beach renouned for their piping hot 'poundo'!i went with a colleague and it felt nice gisting away, forgetting that we had work back in the office.
The way the pounded yam was served, u'd think it was meant for two rather than one person
Dey take their time mold am no be small.
ll! And the soup ehn.....na die! Not like I was really a lover of pounded yam a such but eh, there was something about this one. Now having downed our drinks to 'wash' down the 'poundo', we headed back to the office and it wasn't long till we hit 'snooze' button. Since it was late afternoon, no one thot anythin thing of it until....wait for it...our board of
Walked in! Now unknown to us, they dropped by to see the MD n thot to check up on the staff too.
Imagine our embarrassment when they caught us napping with loads of paperwork still left undone on our desks.
Thanks to the ingenuity of our 'madam' who came up with some excuse 'bout us feeling unwell and still chose to come to work rather than remain at home and that was how she saved our skins!
As if that wasn't enuff, when it was time to go home, we both discovered I'd forgotten my house keys which I'd brought out whilst searching my bag there and he...his wallet!
To think pounded yam cud do this to us.....wat a day!

back again??

2009-09-08T03:17:00.000-07:00

so its been a loooong while since i was last here, at some point i thot, so whats the point putting down ur thots virtually and just stopped (...maybe, i was trying to follow a fad).
now, i'm going to be about things that interest me, probably put up some great shots i've captured recently.
i've realised lately (well, i've always known anyways), that life is too short to be lived without purpose. One's purpose determines how far one'll go in life and i've found mine and i'm well set on my journey.
its funny how life throws all manner things at you.... you know, one moment u think u've seen the worst and the next minute its like ur world is just caving in. Come to think of it....when u cry for not having shoes to wear, u then see a man without legs and he's happy for the mere fact that he's alive and well. There's just no point getting beat up about anything at all!

Tip : Let God be God in your life, dont spend the energy you need for passsion in life wasting time trying to do only what He can do.

c'est la vie!

2007-10-25T10:28:00.000-07:00

whaddup people?!!!
gosh, it's been one hell of a week end and week.
i've turned to an 'ajala' in my own right. it all started when i decided to dawn all consequences and travel all the way to my home state far north for my ma's thanksgiving. Now, this journey took 24 hrs. Wasnt at all sure i cud go cos i was unwell for most of last week . it took just a matter of minutes however for me to change ma mind, as i thot to maself, if i broke down completely, work wud still go on without me and i wont even be missed. Wat the hell, i packed a light bag thursday nite and brought it with me to work on friday , and jived str8 to board a nite bus. Been a while since i felt this gud wit maself cos i damned all, left ma desk and off i was and boy did i feel good!!

Back in the ''U.S of A'' like i like to call ma country home, it was sheer bliss. first thing i did was head for the kitchen and indulge. (e don tay wey person see food boku like dat) and as it was a big occassion, there were varieties. the thanksgiving itself was beautiful as i saw lots and lots of people whom i hadnt seen in a while and the camaradie btw these people made it all the more beautiful.
Living in a place like lagos, one tends to take a lot of things for granted , people are to0 be used and once done, u dump them until the next time u need to get something else done. but it was a different ball game (its always been any way), back here. People are ur greatest assets. the simplicity with which life is lived and more so without pretext is just wat's lacking in our more urbane societies. Ur neighbours, familiy, friends all got ur back and rally round u for watever thing ur involved in. My ma was shown so much luv as cooler after cooler loads of food , snacks, drinks and souvenirs found their way into ma home on the morning of the thanksgiving and from church, the no of people who trooped to the house showed just how much my ma had a supporters club in place .
to think i'm back at work after forgetting for 3 straight days that there was such a thing as a work place.
Godwas definately on ma side as i didnt have the necessary clearance to enable me leave work in the first instance to travel. Dropped off ma application and was off only to come back (having been a day late) and no mention was made of wat i'd done. infact, i'd call it a miracle as Mr. Talk-the-talk chose that time to travel as well so i didnt get to fall in to his trap. Anoda interesting part of the trip is the bit about me having to be stranded in the capital city....
more gist bout that 2moro.

in retrospect...

2007-10-05T04:02:00.000-07:00

...was reluctant to leave the house this morning cos my mum was leaving. she's headed back home. Saying goodbye is one of the hardest things to do especially where a luv'd one involved. We prayed and eventually had to say goodbye and had to head for work. Missing her already.

On my way to work was reading the punch newspapers (yeah, yeah, i know wat u think, i read the papers too).

i read with interest an article on Eritrea's president Isias Afywer who had walked away from foreign aid amounting to $200million. Whao, that must be some crazy fellow i thot, but on reading further im discovered that he was merely trying top grow the economy of the country and as he said that cudnt be done if he had to enslave his country in debt.'until we're able to grow our economy to full production and manufacturing capacity, we wud accept no grants and our borders will remain shut to imports). That got me thinking, if only Nigeria cud do the same! How long shud neo-colonialism thrive in our continent? accepting ODA's AND DEBT instruments give rise to foreign interventions by the western world who think they have superiority only because of technological advantage.

I think, Mr. etritrean president shud be given the chance to work at bettering the lives of his people in the long term tho the short term may be unbearable. We as a whole shud also look inwards and rather than always asking assistance from the same people who seek to further enslave you pertually by asking you to take more debt until it now gets to the point where they now dictate their terms to you and you cannot but accept.

Gotta go, got a long weekend ahead. Stay blessed!

..What went down.

2007-10-03T11:53:00.000-07:00

...Dont even know where to start from cos havent blogged in a while. o.k so let me just give highlights.
Now Friday was something else, was as if everyone who knew me or had something to do with me, chose dat day to call me or drop by the office. To say the day was C.R.A.Z.Y, is an understatement. From answering unending phone calls to attending to the 1001 client requests and having to send mails, whilst coughing and sneezing and sneezing all at once. in between, still found time to buy stuff from two different people (friends of mine) who'd brought clothes and shoes for sale. Can u imagine and urs truly found the time to still buy stuff in the midst of all the madness. (got to watch my spending cos hell my salary doesnt take me home and i've got a zillion and one bills to pay and need i mention i'm paying for a house as well). Didnt know how i survived it all and how i even got home that nite. All i know was i hit the snooze button and was off. Dozed the two hours it takes me to get home and was only woken up when i got to my bustop. when i hit the bed.... the rest, as they say, is history.

Saturday?! hmmm! woke up at noon with this blinding headache one gets from overindulgence in sleep (God knows i needed the rest). thankfully, i didnt need to think of having to fix breakfast cos that was waiting for me (thanx to a mum who knows how to care for her kids). When she eventually goes back, i'll resume my normal "spinster' lifestyle of just eating wat i can find in the fridge or making indomie. 'Got a brother who all he knows best is gobble up everything he sees with no thot to the next person (hey sometimes he tries sha, but only sometimes).
Good day, at least i rested except for the feverish condition.

Sunday..... Church and afterwards hurried home cos 'K' was coming to meet my mum. boy, from after church closed, visitor after visitor trooped in to see mummy after such a while of not seeing her. Had to play the perfect hostess while all the while i was thinking of the kind of reception' K' was going to get. Now over the years my mum's attitude to my boyfriends has been anything but encouraging. Her hostility to my male friends has cost me many a relationship and good friendships. so u can understand my anxiety at her meeting with someone i plan on marrying.
Had to involve Baba God here and ask that all wud go well, make she release me make i marry. (i don tire to dey pay house rent now)!
Finally, the ice was broken! Talk about a man's gift making way for him! He loaded gifts with him when coming and had on then most charming smile i had ever seen. (there is something about K's boyish, cute, ''youngish' & innocent looks that wud make u want to do anything for him).
He broke thru her and regaled her with tales of his country and everything under the sun they talked about.
Boy, was i in heaven!! didnt believe when afterhe left she kept asking that i call to find out if he was home alrite.( she was hooked on him already) !

Monday... Independence day! never had i ever felt so proud to be a citizen of this great nation. Was up early, had my bath and was out to be a part fo something that wud affect this nation. My church was distributing free copies of our daily devotional, over 2 million copies. We sang the national anthem, prayed for the country and here's the fun part... we were all dressed in the national colours green white green, had our faces painted the same and even down to the makeup, mascara and all...now how patriotic can u get?!
Had fun with the band giving it a carnival-like touch, us strutting , dancing down the streets and doling out these materials. Felt gud to be part of God's family doing all that stuff and i felt pretty sure God was smiling down at us all and enjoying Himself.
Tuesday.... was late to work cos didnt remember to put my alarm back on (the holiday was bliss, had to sleep without the annoying ring of alarm that woke you to go slave for another man)! And naturally, i ran into traffic and got to work late. thankfully, i wasnt the only guilty one; most of my colleagues turned in late.
Today?! woke up with this embarassing fever rash on my upper lip which i tried very hard to conceal with make up but at the end, i thot to myself, what the heck, it wont kill if anyone saw it, so i maintained.
Nothing interesting happened today (hence the "highlights").
so, there u have it, a lowdown on what went down. Peace!!

All in a day's work

2007-09-27T05:11:00.000-07:00

yesterday and today have been something else all together. with the way things are going on here, i keep wondering whether i wouldnt go kolomental one day. what with the endless calls coming in and me having to attend to this or that clients requests inbetween getting some paperwork done. (did i also mention having to answer to the boss et a)?!
my life practically revolves round work, work and more work! dont know when i'll be bold enuf to free myself from all these cos, hell, i got talent! (even if i say so myself). i know i'd make far more money just doing the things i love to do and at my own pace, not having anyone barking down orders at me and all. anyways, i know its just a matter of time cos i just need to get my acts together, establish good contacts that i cud tie my biz around and then just walk away from it all. hell, i know the stress i go thru coming all the way from that end of Lagos where i live to the island. i hop on a bus everyday to and fro and when i can afford it, dare to take a cab which of course wud drill a hole in my pocket if i did that constantly.

Wondering why i'm not whining about Mr. Talk-the-talk and all of 'em today?! Simple, i've decided to treat trash for what it is: T.R.A.S.H. Having talked things over last nite with K, i decided iwas going play hi sgame with him. what game?!......... the power game of course! i've decided to be ambitious enuf to want to play his game with him and enjoy every moment of it. my strategies having plotted them seem to want to conflict with my christian values but i seek comfort in the scriptures that tell me "be thou as gentle as a dove and as wise (crafty if u like) as a serpent.'' there u have it. i look forward to the next Monday ritual cos boy am i gonna love it.

Had this disturbing thot about K's health issues earlier on when he mentioned he was seeing his doctor. (Now K's the guy i'm seeing , he's proposed to me actually but we're kinda taking me to know each other well cos of our different nationalities).
We're gud together, kinda easy going and comfortable relationship, no hassles. Its not like a previous relationship which was like a rollercoaster ride (the highs, the lows, heartthumping, andrenalin rushes and all). This is a much calmer, steady flowing relationship. but lately i discovered he's got some health issues, kidney stones and glaucoma in his eyes. he's trying real hard to be brave about it but i know he's scared. i've tabled his issue before God and i know with me partnering on his healing, all of these will be history bit i just need him to believe.

We're supposed to have met my mum, (i've met his parents already) but i'm kinda hesistant cos u can never tell with my mum (now thats story for another day).
I'm looking forward to the long weekend when i'll decide if he comes over to meet her. God help me!
gotta go enuf said for one day (tho i cud go on and on it's my blog afterall but hey, anyone reading this and reaching this end is surely someone without a life)..........just kidding, cheerio.

An avenue to express anger, hurt, love, fear and appreciate the beauty that life is.

2007-09-25T11:41:00.000-07:00

...still trying to get over the shock of yesterday's outburst of 'Mr. Talk-the-talk'. To think i was merely tring to suggest a more professional approach to the way things should be done in line with his reforms. All i get is an outburst at how not to 'dictate' to management on what to do (not withstanding that 'management' created the forum for suggestions on how to get jobs done efficiently and subsequently move the company forward).

Anyways, i count that as one of those days when it just had to be someone taking the 'dressing down' (as Mr. Talk-the-talk is wont to do on the weekly rituals known as 'board meetings').
In an ever-so rapidly changing and fast paced biz world where you compete to get and keep clients especially thru a culture of efficient and customized service delivery, one constantly needs to keep abreast on current trends. Now precious time is being wasted on a Monday morning, correcting a secretary's mistakes. And for the nerve of it, corrections had to be made on typographical errors before the minutes of the meeting could be 'adopted.'

My phone keeps ringing with clients calling in to place orders and find out the position of their portfolios but because Mr. Talk-the-talk would not have your phone ringing during these sessions, i had to ignore the calls until much later when i'll have to call back to apologise and get athrown all sorts of venom for 'inefficiency' and' poor customer service' relations.

To think i'm starting off my very first blog on this note! Phew!! It's not like me really to nag or complain but when it comes to clients' issues, i'm touchy. It's a well known fact that its not 'Nigerian' to have a customer service culture but i'm like, hey, cant things be a little different from the norm? Huh?!

Anyways, that's for that. It just reminds me of a rat race and how men actually are acting like they live in a rat colony where King Rat reigns and smaller rats have to quake when King Rat issues decrees. Smaller rats (or mice if you please), have to be in awe of King Rat or they stand the risk of being denied access to the much needed cheese , which of course they depend on for survival. (Since cheese comes in different varieties, one could imagine cheese to be anything the employee would need in order to survive or move ahead in an organisation).

Think i'm blabbing off too much? ....hey this is about the one avenue i get to say what i want to and how i want to say it cos i wouldnt get a query for doing so.

That's a day in the life of this full -of -life, i'm so -thick sinned- i -dont- let- anyone- get- to- me, young independent single lady who works a 8-6 job and tries so hard to balance career and relationships (God, parents, sibling and friends).