Tag. I'm it!

This award was passed on by Maxine. I'm to write 7 things about myself and tag others to do the same. So here it goes...

1. I'm not that tech savvy. I know the basics and that's it. I learn as the need arises and if I have the time. (As you can see, I couldn't figure out how to add the link to Maxine's blog in my post. lol. So i just put 'Maxine'. Hopefully she'll comment, and then you can check out her blog from there..its worth the read)

2. My voice has gotten really bad over the years. Somehow the only time my voice sounds remotely beautiful, is when I sing solos at church. Speaking of my solo performances, I end up crying every time I sing at church, and then like half the church is crying when I'm done.

3. I'm an only child. Maybe that's why I take my friendships so 'World Cup'. I don't think the world is all about me though. Maybe because I grew up thinking my cousin was my sister, or maybe because I spent half-my childhood having sleep overs with my best friend. I really don't appreciate it when people jump hastily to the conclusion that because I'm an only child, I'm a spoilt brat!

4. Lend me your ear, and I'll be sure to talk it off! Basically, when I want to talk, I TALK, only when I want to though.

5. I'm too sweet for my own good. People tend to walk all over me. Yet, at the same time I'm allergic to bullshit. I know that sounds contradictory.

6. I cannot stand 'obronis' who talk with high-pitched nasal voices, and those who use the word 'obnoxious' any chance they get, at everything!

'Like I can't believe the train left without us. Ugh, soooo obnoxious'. Are you for real? What you need is a non-refundable one way ticket to a remote village in a third world country.

While I'm on this, I would like to add that I think ignorant 'akata' people who use the word 'ignorant' any chance they get need some serious divine intervention. 

7. I can be forgetful and absent minded sometimes, and I'm really bad with names.

Alright, I'm passing the award to ...

Midgiechic

Ananse's web

Jemila

Amazing Grace

She lived a good life

Had a good run

Played her part in society

Gave life to others

Who in turn were a blessing as well

She was an inspiration

Indeed she served her purpose

Then it seemed that life dealt a cruel card

And oh did she fight

She fought a good fight

And won many battles

And as her time grew nearer

And the gates were opened

Beckoning her to a better place

She gracefully obeyed

It would be a shame to think

That she lost the fight

When she really is at a better place

Smiling down at you

Yes, shed those tears

For they serve as an outlet for the pain

But do not wallow in sadness and anguish

For she is smiling down at you

~ About the departed

    For my dear friends. (Though we may not always understand, in God we still trust.) Love U.

Joy instead of Melancholy

Blink

Blink

Blink

Though I try my hardest

I cannot fight the inevitable

Salty tears rolling down my cheeks

Memories

Memories

Memories

Of wonderful times we shared

Of a love so strong and so deep

Of the first man I ever loved

Regret

Regret

Regret

For I should have walked with you

I should have listened with you

Then maybe you wouldn't have walked that walk

Now I walk a different walk

On the boulevard of broken dreams

Pain

Pain

Pain

For how can one forget

How can one replace

What a way to make an exit

You really should have just kicked a bucket

I bet that would not have been fatal

Now I know what you would want

I know what needs to be done

I derive my strength from Someone stronger

On a mission to make you prouder

Though you never got to see me take the world by storm

You will always be in my heart

So though my heart is heavy laden

And responsibilities pile up

I taste the salty tears and smile

I'm happy

You're happy

We're happy

Blink 

Blink

Blink

~ For Ricky

Always two sides

Intently, I scrutinize

There's a situation at hand

I lent a listening ear

My opinion is needed

Now knife in hand

I'm ready to slice

So a-slicing i go

Getting right into it

I'm left with the last piece

More grease to my elbows

I keep slicing

But how is it that 

I'm no better now than when I started

For no matter how thin I slice it

There are always two sides

And I no not which side to pick

So here is a suggestion

Since my opinion is so sought after

Let's all kiss and make up

Bear hugs everybody

Bear hugs!

 

~ Let there be peace, Let there be light, Let there be happiness, Love, not war, people, love not war! For everyone has their own version of a story. Sometimes its easier to figure out who is at fault, but other times its just too damn hard. Its way easier to just forget past hurts and let peace prevail. You know I love me some peace, love & happiness...so slice that beef, lets have a barbecue, I'm hungry!! :-)

The plea of the tormented Ex

Stuck in a prison called Y.O.U

I'm feeling like a fool

Totally helpless

Completely Useless

Wanting to escape

Yet incapable of doing so

I want to be free

To spread my wings and fly

Yet you keep holding me back

With memories, emotions, actions ..

These I regret 

I wish to forget

I wish to let go

But that deadly force keeps me in chains

So I ask with a heavy heart

Save me the agony

For you have the key

Release me from Y-O-U

~ For the tormented ones

New Beginnings

I woke up this morning in a jolly good mood

For a new dawn has come

Its time for new beginnings

One step at a time

One breath of fresh air at a time

Out with the old

Lest it rots and torments my soul

In with the new

For it brings with it freshness

But I save a little of the old

Just as a reminder and a lesson

I save the old friends as well

For they are invaluable and irreplaceable

I hold hands with them

And we move forward together

Away from darkness and into the light

With light-hearts we walk

Leaving our footprints in the sand so others can follow

 ~ To new beginnings

For K.Adoo, P.Forjoe, S.Antwi-Boampong, D.Dotse, K.Botchway, B.Clarke, M.Mushi

5 randomly random things I thought about today as I was being my random self randomly on the train

1. Why would any man allow himself to have blue balls. If your move really really doesn't sauce, why the hell won't you just masturbate? Yes, that was quite random, but I really want to know. Please explain if you wish. I want to know the mechanics.

2. I was on the train with two other men, both looking shady as ever. One of them was smoking on the train! The other just reeked of alcohol. I thought to myself, "Why the hell is this inconsiderate mofo smoking on the train. Please Massa, if you want to die, please die alone! Selfish fool. Why can't you be like the alcoholic over there and die alone? Why do you want to kill me with your second-hand smoke! Please, if you want to commit suicide do it responsibly. DRINK, DON'T SMOKE!" Yes, those were my thoughts. I was greatly peeved. Smoking in public is not right. Smoke in your room and die alone!

3. I switched trains. I was going to the last stop, so at some point the train was completely empty except for me and some other guy. The guy looked like a killer! Sorry murderer/ rapist/ everything bad. I thought to myself, "What will I do if this guy decides to rape me right here and now? Well, I can bite him, but really, thats it! So God please do not allow this big black shady looking guy to find me remotely attractive, Thank You". The very sad truth is, if home boy was some smallish Asian sitting at that corner, I would have found no need to say this prayer . Why would I think of the little Asian as a harmless creature when he can probably karate-kick my butt and steal my wallet...but noooo, I wouldn't have thought of anything like that (This is a hypothetical situation. Not all Asians are smallish and not all Asians can kick karate ass or steal wallets). Basically, the dude in the train was a threat because he was big, black, ugly and had a frown on his face. Not cool on my part, but chale, I was freaking out.

4. I was listening to 'Chocolate Legs' by Eric Benet (on repeat, because its a sexy song). Right after I had listened to 'Chocolate High' by India Arie, and I thought of another song, 'Brown Skin' by India Arie. I was wondering...Are there any songs about 'white skin', 'white legs', 'caucasian smile', 'caucasian summer's night'? I shall leave it at that.

5.  I need a bubble bath, a massage, a glass of wine, a bed and a prayer. Just so you know, I only got the bed and the prayer. I said the prayer myself, and I got a shower instead of a bubble bath :-( I'm still waiting for the massage. I don't think that is going to happen either. *sigh*

ps. I have actually met people who are more random than I am.

From Snore To Snog

Snore..

Silence..

Snore..

Oh will he be quiet already

Snore..

Silence..

Snore..

She wonders how she will endure the night

Snore..

Silence..

Snore..

To wake or not to wake him up?

Snore..

Silence..

Snore..

She rubs his back, maybe that will help

Sno--r--e

Silence..

Sno..

Wait she can't quite catch that

Was that a snore?

She feels him move a muscle

He turns and rubs her belly

Now tell me how a snore became a snog!

                  ~ For Banana Cupcake

True Love

'SLIPPING THROUGH MY FINGERS - ABBA' LYRICS

Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile
I watch her go with a surge of that well-known sadness
And I have to sit down for a while
The feeling that I'm losing her forever
And without really entering her world
I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter
That funny little girl

Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see what's in her mind
Each time I think I'm close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time

Sleep in our eyes, her and me at the breakfast table
Barely awake, I let precious time go by
Then when she's gone there's that odd melancholy feeling
And a sense of guilt I can't deny
What happened to the wonderful adventures
The places I had planned for us to go
(Slipping through my fingers all the time)
Well, some of that we did but most we didn't
And why I just don't know

Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see what's in her mind
Each time I think I'm close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time

Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture
And save it from the funny tricks of time
Slipping through my fingers

Slipping through my fingers all the time

Schoolbag in hand she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile


So I was watching Mama Mia for the x'th time (love that movie) and a tear rolled down my cheeks when i watched the scene where Meryl Streep was helping her daughter get dressed for her wedding. You should watch that scene, its heart warming. It reminded me of the relationship I have with my mum, and how much I miss and love her. Mother's can be annoying sometimes. They ALWAYS have something to say! Sometimes they try to guilt-trip you into doing things their way. I've come to realise though that they usually know what they are talking about. So its always a good idea to atleast listen to them.
I had always been closer to my dad than my mum. Probably because he got home earlier from work and I spent more time with him. I remember whenever my mum came home on leave, i would be so ecstatic, because it meant better food, lol, but it also meant more shouting! hehe... I've become very close to my mum now. Its not like i ever hated her or anything, but after high school we just got even closer. I talk to her about everything .. random stuff..she's really my homeslice and she gives the best advice. Oh and she cracks me up sh*tless!
Anyhowwhichway, I think what i am trying say is (trust me i've really forgotten the point i was trying to make) the closer you get to that special lady you call your mum, the more you realize that she is all about you :-)

~ For my extraordinary mother ... from the funny little girl who only wishes to be half the woman you are :-)

Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle all the wayy...

Jingle bells

Jingle bells

I hear the sound of bells ringing

Santa Clause, bells a'toying

Jingle all the way

Oh dearest Santa, Do you need a hand?

It is quite possible

That i too can toy, even better than you can

So maybe, just maybe

You might want to give me the chance

And let me do the honors

The music may be sweeter

The music will be better

Jingle Bells

Jingle Bells

Christmas Time is 'ere!!!

~ For that lil' kid who can't wait for it to be christmas, and thinks he/she can be Santa for a day....too cute!

'Enah eyeh dien'

I am walking my way

I am thinking about myself

Frisking my hair as I go along

Yeah, I am looking quite African

With my braids and my 'ahenemaa'

But no no no no, it does not give you the right

To yell 'ssss...ssss...'

Yeah, you hear me talk on the phone with my Ghana accent

I may have said 'wo dieh flashy me, m'efreh wo'

But no no noooo, it doesn't mean you can come and make conversation

Yeah, you may have heard some one say 'Edem'

But why does that prompt you to speak 'Ewe' with me

Ah!

I can understand that in a strange land you find solace in your 'country person'

But Massa, i don't know you like that

Just because we are two Ghanaians in Maryland, Chicago or Miami

Does not automatically mean I must marry you and have your nappy headed babies

So i am walking in the african store

Eheh, I have picked up some kenkey and waakye leaves

I am talking to my friend in English

Please what makes you think you can ask me silly questions

'Baaba dun speak Twi?'

'Yes Baaba dun speak Twi.' 'Enah eyeh dien?'

Please why are you cutting the line

I beg, leave dem old man tins where you came from

Cos the last time i checked, i was here first

Or you think you are the only one who has things to do

So please please, i beg..just because I am from the GH, doesn't mean we are BFFs

Thank You

'Rude Gyal' Disclaimer:

I'm not trying to be rude. I'm a really nice person, but i really find it frustrating when other Ghanaians expect that we should be best friends simply because we are both from Ghana. Or when people assume that because I am wearing a Ghana shirt, i MUST speak Twi. I already told you, I hate it when people assume stuff. I'll be nice to you and all, but i still think its funny and someway. Oh well .... I love love love me some Ghanaians though! Even if I wasn't full Ghanaian, born and raised, I'll still love Ghanaians...lol, 'cos we are just too BIGGIN!!! TOO MEEECCCCHHHH!!!!!' :-)

~ For the F&M CREW and everyone who visited this summer. 

                            'We are just too BIGGIN. You dun need to be told about that'.

Skip the bullsh*t

I know how this works

You look at me and smile

You think at that point of momentary insanity

I want her

I need her

I must have her

You turn on the charm

I think at that point of momentary insanity

I want him

I need him

Oh I might just love him

Somehow you sweep me off my feet

Of course it takes some time and effort

So far as I'm concerned its worth it

I go with the flow

Basking in that natural high

But we both know its not gonna last

We've been through this before

So why don't you spare me the bullshit

Let's skip the whole thing

I have too much on my mind

Too much to deal with

No time to waste

I really cannot stop

To pick up the pieces of broken-heart

So I meet your gaze with a smile

Head high, with my youthful grace

I say my hello, hi theres ..

.. And walk away

~ AngieStone and Borla

Tongue-Lip Tango

A temptation, indeed it is

A call to the forbidden dance

To yield or not to yield

The tune is calling

Rise to the occasion, I shall

For the invite is hard to resist

The silence speaks volumes

A dance we both want to share

So you take the lead

Lips part

Tongues tango

A good dancer, you sure are

So the dance goes on

But Alas, I have cheated you

I'm in control

That lower lip is mine for this dance

        ~ For rabbit

Lovers and Friends

They were the best of friends

He called her his BFF

She called him hers

Then they became lovers

Twas quite unexpected

They had a good run

Then came the arguments

And then the fights

Words were exchanged

Actions could not be reversed

They parted ways

Now they are neither friends nor lovers

Cold Kisses

Cold stares

Cold kisses

Your heart is as cold as ice

I wonder when and where it happened

How you suddenly became so icy

Shooting daggers through my soul

A soul that thinks the world of you

With a heavy heart 

I walk out the door

Because if all you have to give

On this cold winter night

Is a kiss as cold as ice

Then i'd rather be kissed by snow

Life, Lemons, Pineapples

Life was all fine and dandy

Till the gods played a bad one on me

Life was all gravy

Till it handed me dem lemons

What to do?

What to do?

'Make lemonade!', someone shouted

'Ask for tequilla and salt!', I heard

'Lemon and honey. Good for the throat!'

I don't particularly like lemonade

I gave up drinking a long time ago

And i had no cough

I still pondered upon my predicament

Dem lemons were beginning to get on my nerves

So i dug a hole and buried them

Took my hoe

And went a-digging for pineapples

Now i'm lounging on my veranda

Admiring my bougainvillea

And sipping on some pineapple juice

mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm

IT IS MAGICAL!!!

~ For Midgiechic & all those 'under construction' :-)

To give or not to give

They want, they want, they want

She smiles, she smiles, she smiles

They ask, they ask, they ask

She gives, she gives, she gives

They take, they take, they take

She gives some more

They take some more

She gets attached

They want none of that

They leave, they leave, they leave

She plans her vengeance

When she is done

They learn to think with their minds

And not their penises

ASS-U-ME #2

If you are my friend, you should know that I'm not a big fan of 'assumptions'. I think people make too many assumptions and get hurt in the end. If you assume anything without asking me first to clarify, you are making an ASS out of U and ME, real talk. 

To Be Continued (I'm Sleepy :-o)

It's The Thought That Counts

How many times have we heard the phrase "It's the thought that counts". For awhile i have been wondering if it is really 'the thought' that counts. Shouldn't we be saying something like 'I appreciate the thought' or 'That was a nice thought'? People try to do the right thing, or try to do nice things to other people. They obviously have good intentions and the end result is supposed to be worth the effort. However, when that backfires, how can we honestly say that it is the 'thought' that counts? Shouldn't it be the 'end result' that counts? Let's look at a few hypothetical situations.

- You wake up in the morning feeling like "I got a feeling..that tonight's gonna be a good night, that tonight's gonna be a good good night...". You plan on praying, having some one on one time with the G.O.D, but something comes up and you don't. Is it really the thought that counts? (Luckily God is just a merciful God. It doesn't change the fact that prayer is important though). If your day .. and night doesn't go as planned, will go back and say "Oh, i planned on praying and then something came up." Don't you usually go like "Shoot, i should have prayed this morning"?

- Its your friends birthday. You want her to love your gift. You buy her an I-Phone. She receives the gift. She hates it  (You see, she is into Blackberries) .. or her boyfriend also got her an I-Phone. Obviously she'll keep the I-Phone her boyfriend gave her, who knows what she's gonna do with yours. Its the 'thought' the 'counts' right? 

- This is going to raise a few eye-brows but whatever, I am making a point. You have this girlfriend, wife, cuddy buddy, whatever... you plan on giving her the best head ever. In fact she expects the best head ever. Now, one would think that would be a 'sure banker' way to an orgasm for her. You fail miserably. She doesn't even come close to cuming. She is cranky for the rest of the week.....but ofcourse its the thought that counts, right?

- You see an old lady about to cross the street. You also so a bus coming at her at full speed, ok. You try to shout, to alert her, forgetting you have a bad sore throat and have lost your voice. Obviously, you try to scream, but that just doesn't happen. Home girl down! Yes you will go home thinking it was the thought that counts? On her way to heaven or hell, she will be thinking it will be giving credit to your thoughts?

- You have an interview at 2 p.m. For some reason you will not be able to make it. You plan on calling to reschedule. You forget. In this recession! Yes, go and tell them that its the thought that counts.

Ok, i'm tired of typing out examples. As i was saying, I am not quite sure about the expression "It is the thought that counts". Sometimes we must give others credit for attempting to do something, whether it actually turned out well or not, whether that was what you expected or not. Where do we draw the line though. Why do we always try to give credit where credit is not due. I understand that some people have genuinely good intentions. They simply can't deliver. We must appreciate them still, because they were nice enough to even make the attempt. However should we say 'It's the thought that counts'? I guess when people say that, they are really just showing appreciation (and you do deserve that) ... but I personally think its the end product that makes all the difference. I appreciate the thought, ofcourse, and i love you for it..... it counts for something, my friendship.. but does it count for my trust.. if i was dying would i call you? ..when i know they most often than not, backfire? your thoughts would kill me!

Just something to think about..

Tomorrow will be better

Today is worse than yesterday

Today brings confusion, sadness and hopelessness

Yesterday was not bad at all

Now that i think about it

But today, today on the other hand is a royal pain

Today brings with it anger, frustration and bullshit

So I frown and I yell

I rant and I rave

I cry and I wail

Then I pause

I pause and I think

I pray and I smile

For tomorrow will be better than today

A Piece of Cake

A piece of cake on a silver plate

Every one wants a morsel

Everyone wants the mouth-watering piece

But after every one has had their fill

And when the warm cake is gone

What do they leave behind?

The cold silver plate

~ For Xoxo ( and his 'mental' faculty)

ODE TO JOY

Inspired by Ludwig van Beethoven - Symphony No. 9 in D Minor, Op. 125, "Choral", and Allegro

The opening of the first movement grows out of a void

A musical journey from darkness to light

Like the sound of an orchestra tuning

Erupting out of calm like a scream in the night

The relatively placid develops with maximum tension and drama

Bridging the waters from classical art form to something else

The second movement begins

Hammer blows followed by skittering

Several variations, a tug of war it is

Into the third movement we go

The tune is quite profound and full of warmth

The melody becomes freer

The strings set an almost ethereal aura

The theme progresses even more

Increasing in volume and pace

But when it seems like it is coming to a close

A loud fanfare intrudes to wake us

The famous finale is the strangest of all four movements

One at a time, themes from the previous three are re-introduced

Passages of high-wire vocalizations intensify the experience

An 'inner symphony' within a symphony

Freude! Freude!

Joy! Joy!

~ Subject to your own interpretation.

ps. Beethoven composed this deaf!

~ For 'meow'! listening to the symphony TWICE paa..stress!

No Definition

Like an amoeba

This thing we share

It changes its shape whenever it pleases

Like a chameleon

This thing we do

It changes its color to suit its surroundings

They ask.. 'What is it?'

We cannot really say

Anonymous, lets call it that

Undefined, that's what it is

ASS-U-ME

This is what he felt :

'I think quite possibly maybe I'm falling for you. 

Yes, there's a chance that I've fallen quite hard over you.'

Yet, he does absolutely nothing.

Why? 

Because he ASSUMED that if he professed his love her most likely response would be :

'That don't impress me much.'

How did she really feel?

This is what she felt :

'Lost in a city of you. 

I'm falling like a fool

Cos you're my dream come true

I'm gone somewhere up on a cloud

I don't want to come down off this high from you.'

Now, our little 'lady' also made no attempt to verbally express her emotions.

So they carried on as seemingly platonic friends. Lying to the world, and sadly lying to themselves as well. They are still quite single and miserable. All because each person made assumptions.

** Inspired by Landon Pigg - Falling in love at a coffee shop, Shania Twain - That don't impress me much, Ms. Brown - Wonderland

SHUSH!

I'm quiet

I'm thinking

You come in

I look up, I quickly look down

Do not think that I haven't seen you

Do not think that I haven't heard you

It just so happens that I'd rather not see you

I'd rather not hear you

You complain, rant and rave

Random annoying conversations

You're hurting my ear drums

I'd rather not listen

I'm thinking

Be quiet!

I'm not a 'people person'.

Just a poor soul

I've been told that I'm quite the heartbreaker

In fact some have called me just plain and unadulterated evil

Well I beg to differ!

That's quite harsh don't you think?

I'm just a wandering soul looking for some extra-curricular activities

A little grinding here and there

A little groping here and there

Maybe if i get lucky i will make a home run

But really just a kiss will do just fine

Actually, I'm feeling quite lucky tonight

No strings attached, no commitments

You call me your love, I call you my cuddy buddy

Don't get it twisted love is a beautiful thing

You love only one

I choose to love many

You saw another who claims I'm hers?

FYI, That's Anthony's wife!

I should look into your eyes and tell you the truth?

I'll tell you the truth alright

Truth is relative

Fine! I'll be honest

And while I'm at it, i'll say I'm sorry

So it seems we're back on track

Then you just had to bring that friend over

Options, options, how I love them!

Now I contemplate

Now I scheme

But don't blame me

For I'm only a poor soul looking for variety :-)

*** For my one and only, apple of my eye, simpOl dimpOl ..aka. I wish I could x0x0 every girl in the world. We are still getting married when I'm 30!! lol

Tick Tock Tick Tock #2

Tick Tock Tick Tock

I hear that sound again

I have so much to do

So many responsibilities

Job Applications

Marriage Applications

Biological clock ticking ..

What? Biological clock ticking?

Darn, that too!

I'm left behind

I'm going nowhere fast

I wait ..

I pace ..

I wilt ..

I'm failing .....

I'm failing!!!!!

Tick Tock Tick Tock #1

Tick Tock Tick Tock

That's all I hear

My mind races

I try to think

I try to remember

I come up with hypotheses

Logical reasoning?

Darn! I can't think

I know this

I read the whole book last week!

Hypertrichosis - I saw that!

Sunken spirits

Head in hand

I panic

I'm failing ....

I'm failing!!!!!

Change

I have nothing against Obama okay. I know some of my friends think I've been hating on the guy. I'm not. I actually admire him a lot. It is the Ghanaian mentality that i don't get. How do you place a ban on funerals in Cape Coast for a day because Obama is coming to Ghana? So if my loved one dies and I want him buried on such and such day, i will have to tell his corpse to wait till Obama leaves? Why? Is the man giving my deceased loved one a visa to 'yankee asamando' or what?

I also heard that they sprayed the whole country (or was it just Accra, I'm not sure. It's hear say. Apparently Zoomlion Ghana Ltd got the contract) to kill mosquitoes because Obama was coming. I guess they had already planned to do something like that and they just felt like it was the right time. So, you knew that you could spray Accra and kill the mosquitoes, but you sat there with your hands between your legs for so long! Do you know how many times I have gotten Malaria? I am very bitter! Plus, do you really think Obama didn't take some anti-malaria tablets before roaming around Africa? That would not be smart on his part, would it?

I just heard that the government spent ONE MILLION GHANA CEDIS on Obama's historic trip to Ghana (I don't know how true this is). I almost choked when i saw this (I was reading a friends blog). I find this so disturbing on so many different levels. Who does that? I think sometimes the Smart Alecs running our country forget that they are running a THIRD WORLD BROKE COUNTRY. I don't even want to go into the level of corruption in Ghana. It's quite ridiculous, but i don't want to shy anyones parents so let me just keep quiet. If they had even spent the money on some infrastructure that would be around for awhile, we would just thank God! In fact, maybe i should go into politics, so that next time when something historic is happening in Ghana, it would mean that i am chopping my Christmas early! Or maybe I should be president, and pull an 'Animal Farm- George Orwell/ Napoleon & the pigs vs the other animals' on everyone, give out random awards with the tax payers money and save the biggest award for myself. Maybe I should just do that.

On a much more serious note, it is time for some serious change in our country. People are hungry, broke and tired in our country. Don't be fooled into thinking any different just because your parents can provide for your needs. ... Oh and by the way, I was absolutely horrified to hear that there have been some reported cases of swine flu in Ghana. I shudder to think about how many lives we will lose if this thing spreads in Ghana. The sad truth is that its only the financially challenged people who will die. You know how it is. I need not explain. Well at least the Deputy Health Minister says the government is putting together an emergency response team so that's good..... Okay, what way I saying about change? Oh yeaaaah change .... This change will only come about if there is a change in ideology and mindset. We are the future leaders, so the change will have to start with us. I see no point trying to teach an old, worn out man with broken bones and teeth how to dance. It's a much better idea to teach a two year old how to dance, and dance very well.

These things we 'have to do and stop'!

Do You Feel Special?

Okay someone dared me to put this up, so i have! (Borla, have u seen?) Please no one should judge me :-)

Sometimes i really really need to pee but i hold it in 

Because i want to keep talking to you

Because those conversations are so fascinating

You challenge me

You make me smile

You make me LOL like its nobody's business

You play with my mind

I play with yours

We argue

We agree 

We discuss

We plan

We LOL again and again

Oh wink at me one more time

Smiley Face!

Oh where did you get that cool emoticon?

I can't seem to get away from my laptop

I wish i could type one more word

But i really really need to pee

BRB!!!!

~ For Mr. Baker & Mr. Borla

Mind your own!!

I can't even count the number of times i have heard..

- A short person laugh at someone fat, forgetting that they could use an inch or two.

- A fat person laugh at someone short, forgetting that they may need a gym membership.

- A skinny person laugh at someone fat, forgetting that they themselves need a Happy Meal.

I once heard someone with a big nose laughing at another's huge lips.

What is wrong with the human race?

Who gave anybody the right to judge another's body type?

What sort of ignorance is that? What expired weed do you smoke?

So far as i am concerned, unless you look out of this world gorgeous, you have absolutely no right to laugh at anyone else! Considering the FACT that no one is perfect, you might want to rethink the whole 'i'm childish and bored so lemme laugh at someone today' mindset. It will not get you far in life. 

Maybe he likes his women with a little cushion for the pushing. Maybe he likes the petit and portable. Maybe i like my men compact. Maybe i like them tall and skinny. Bones turn me on, leave me be! Maybe i like juicy fat lips, it makes for the perfect snog (Hi Beyonce!!). Yes, he likes his girls with cup A minus. He is a mini sipper. Allow him to function and mind your own!!

UnderG millionaires

Today, I was looking at cheap tickets to Ghana for this christmas, and I started thinking about how much fun i had hanging out with family and friends when I went home last christmas. I thought about the wonderful trips to the beach and my trip to Ho to visit my grandparents and other extended family (This is random, and has nothing to do with what i'm talking about. I was talking to this guy who was born and raised in Ghana. He was talking about visiting his hometown, and he said 'I will go see my grandparents in the country side. Do you want to join me on my trip? LOLOL... After just one semester in yankee, homeboy does not call wherever it is that he comes from his 'hometown' anymore. He says 'country side'! I was astounded! shocked! bewildered!)

Okay where was I? Yes, as I was saying, i thought about the night life and the good times i had at Celsbridge (excellent khebabs), Honey Suckle, Twist, Champs (I never got the free drink happy hour thing), and how can i forget Rhapsodys? Never! That place was my joint. One would think my father owned it. 

Then i started thinking about how much money i wasted at such places, especially Rhapsodys. If i had gone to some roadside spot like Purple Pub or something, I would have had so much money at my disposal. Instead i decided to waste money buying Mojitos for $8 in GHANA!

The reason why i loved those places so much was because i got to see so many people that I knew, and I also made so many new friends. I also totally loved the ambience. 'Twas all so classy! lol

Where am i going with all this?

I have come to the conclusion that there are people in Ghana who do not know what to do with their money chale. If you have money and want to invest in something, just go and find a good location, find some cheap Ikea furniture, pimp up the place, make it look hot as hell, put some 'obroni' at the door, and charge WHATEVER you want to charge, and the place will be packed! Why? Because Ghanaians like to rosh! ..and who wants to be the only one sitting at the roadside bar when all their classmates are at Citizen Kofi?

Black or White

I feel their eyes boring holes through our backs

When we stroll together arm in arm

I feel them shake their heads in disapproval

When we dance together as the sun sets

When they see us they see black and white

I see two hearts that beat as one

They see stereotypes

I see only you

They feel annoyance

I feel butterflies

Yes, the world is made up of black, white and everything in between

But we all feel the same pain

We all get hurt

We all bleed red

So who cares if you're white, black, red, brown or yellow

.. Chinese, Indian, Puerto Rican, French, or Togolese

If i know your heart beat better than i know mine

~ For Zee :-)

You Are My Person

.. Because you complete me

.. Because you are always there

.. Because you lift me up when I am down

.. Because it is you who puts that amazing smile on my face

.. Because you make me blush

.. Because i wouldn't be nearly as happy if i hadn't met you

.. Because you are ridiculously funny

.. Because you make me paranoid sometimes

.. Because there are 7 billion people in the world but i only see you

.. Because you fill up my senses

.. Because last night i dreamt about you yet again

.. Because you are exactly who you are - YOU

   You are my person!

Tired

I woke up this morning feeling rather tired

Was it because i had one too many cocktails last night?

Was it because i absolutely detest my job?

Was it because i worry myself with other people's worries?

Or was it because i'm tired of arguing?

Was it because i'm tired of fighting these emotions i feel?

Was it because i'm tired of playing 'dodge that cupid'?

Or was it just because i'm tired of trying to figure you out?

What at all leaves me so drained?

Oh who the hell cares

No, wait, i must care

I must figure this out

Because i'm tired of feeling tired.

~ For Popo & Bentoa

Untamable You

Sometimes i wonder

If its all worth it

Me - so calm 

You - so wild, running free

Sometimes  i ponder

On things said and things done

It seems You and I can only run for awhile

But for how long

For how long can I run

Trying to keep up with you

Wild..

Free..

Untamable You

HELLO

'Hello', He said

'Hi', She replied

.. The beginning of a wonderful friendship

'A date', He said

'Sure', She replied

.. The beginning of something special, maybe

'A kiss', He said

Eyes twinkling in the dark

.. silence

.. The beginning of something awkward

'A kiss', She said

'Aha!', He replied

.. The beginning of something intimate

The gods threw their dice

Yes, minds as cold as ice

Time

Distance

Space

Growth

Then they met again

Serendipity?

Fate?

Oh who knows

'Hello', He said

'Hi there', She replied

Awkward silence

He knew not what to say

Oh if only He knew

He had her from 'HELLO!'

Spot the difference

It's surprising how hard it is to tell the difference

Between a couch and a stool

A cop and a robber

The truth and a lie

A prince and a frog

Mr. Unbelievably Right and Mr. Oh Sooo Terribly Wrong

A housewife and a H*

A word and a poem

A sentence and a paragraph

Music and noise

I hear something that vaguely sounds like music..

..or could it be noise?

It's surprisingly hard to tell the difference

To dance or not to dance?

That is the question of the day

~ For Adoo, Alhassan, Bampo Opoku, Botchway, Coleman & Iddrisu

Her dilemma

Lost

That's how I feel when I look in your eyes

Want

That's what I feel when I look at your lips

Smell

That's what I want to do when I look at your neck

Touch

That's what I want to do when I look at your chest

Dare I go any further?

Dare I say anymore?

I don't think so