My Future

Bright lights from cameras
Fans screaming, reaching out to touch me
People listening to me, letting my voice move them
Topping the charts...and why not?
I have what it takes.


This early in life, I know those who'll be there
Simply cause they are here NOW!
My future hasn't materialized yet
But yet the won't leave my side
They are pushing me forward, they won't let me give up.


Diamonds, shoes, purses, vacations all over the world...
They don't bother me for now.
My future is full of that, that's how I'll roll.
Mingling with the high and mighty
That's where I belong.


But I won't forget where I started.
What's a future without a past? 
I'll always keep it real, but I will be a star.
I was born to do great things,
And great things I will do.

Once Again

Once Again
Love songs make me smile
There's a subject in my mind
It's him, no doubt about that.

Once Again
A phone call makes me blush
My voice changes;
There's a special voice for him.




Once Again
Someone gets to me.
He makes me want to blow up
And next thing, I'm in his arms, calm as can be.

Once Again

I have to care about someone other than myself
I want to reject that responsibility
But it's not possible. Caring for him is second nature.

Once Again

I have fallen in love.

My heart is on a trip...

But I'll be damned before I let my head go with it! 

Girlfriends

As a woman, friendship is important.
Women are emotional. They love to talk, when they are sad they want to watch a movie (a chick flick most probably) with a tub of ice cream and they find shoes orgasmic.
Hair, fashion, that new song that bashes the males, PMS, weight, future hopes and dreams...these topics need a girlfriend's ear.

A girlfriend is that chick that will hold you down no matter what. She can't stand your ex for how he treated you. She never fails to compliment you and when you mess up, she'll tell you too! She's never envious of you and what you have. Rather, she's happy for you. She will never trash-talk you, she won't flirt with your man, your birthday is marked in her brain and she knows what you stand for. What you are capable of, and what you're not. Finally, even when you shock her, she's still there for you. You can tell her ANYTHING because she won't judge you.

I have been through a lot friends, acquaintances and so on. Some lasted a semester, some a little longer. Some showed me they didn't have my back after all and some only took advantage of me. Some had good intentions but loud mouths. Others had way too much drama. Some fell for my boyfriend, and tried to justify it! Some smiled with me, and went behind my back and trashed me.

My real girlfriends have stood my by me always. We've had our fall outs but then again, I never said girlfriends never fight. They do but unlike other friends, when girlfriends make up, ALL IS FORGOTTEN. When real girlfriends fight, it brings them closer. This blog is a tribute to five special girlfriends. With them, I am complete.

Bella Obiago

Apart from being my baby sister, you're my friend. You understand me, support me, take care of me and shower me with unconditional love always. Your dreams of being a big star are not unrealistic. You are already a star to me and it's only a matter of time before the world sees you too. Don't stop believing, you are destined for greatness.

Cynthia Nwaru

You are probably the most interesting and exciting person I know. You light up a room with your infectious personality. It's hard not to smile when you are around. When it comes to girls, you are a Type A! Some, if not all, of my craziest memories have been with you. I am blessed to know and have a friend like you. You say it how it is and I love you for that. Your future is bright. I'd put my shades on if I were you ;)

Ekpa Eyoma

Since JS3, you've been my shrink, my sister, my friend and my confidant. Its remarkable that we have managed to stay so close all these years even with how far apart we are. Guess that's true friendship. We talk about everything under the sun, you are always offering a shoulder for me to lean on, boosting me and pushing me forward when I have lost hope in myself. I respect you for the values you uphold. I know you think you are no saint but to me, you are. Someone like you only deserves the best life has to offer and I know you will get it. Love you lots :*

Monica Dokpesi

Monica! Small but mighty. Prettiest girl you ever did see with enough ginger to make Terry G shut the hell up! LOL. People like you are so rare to come across. That's why I appreciate the Lord for you everyday. Soon you will find a brother that appreciates the gem that you are. Soon, all your dreams will come true. Crazy memories with you, moments you've shown me that you got my back no matter what...I'll always be grateful. Love you mama!

Rachel Obiago

My big sister but still my friend. Crazy, dynamic personality and uses the funniest phrases I have ever heard on planet earth! I don't always understand you but one thing I do know is that I love you. I love you enough to babysit for you and Paul when the time comes :P Just never send me more than 2 at a time! LOL. Thank you for always being there, thanks for the advice when I need it and the encouragement and support you show. You are one in a million!

The Currency We All Battle With...POUNDS!

First off all, I messed with y'all on the topic. It just seemed catchy. LOL. This is actually all about WEIGHT. With that said, obviously this post is for the "big" girls; un-skinny (LOL), curvy, voluptuous, robust, fat...call it what you may. Others may still feel free to read though.

Obesity is obviously not cool. Aside from it being unhealthy, it's gross. That we all agree. But where we have failed to agree is determining who is fat and who is not. I've been called "fat" a number of times and I get seriously offended. Fine, I am no lekpa (for my non Nigerian readers, that's a really skinny girl) but when I look in the mirror, I don't see "fat"! I see a sexy curvy woman- boobs, ass and all! LOL. I won't lie and say I am a 100% satisfied with my body. I could lose some tummy weight, tone a few muscles...but that is about it. I don't need to become a size 2 before I consider myself sexy!

All that said, I'm not saying you shouldn't lose weight if you want to. I was bigger before and after dropping the pounds, I feel better, more confident and definitely sexier. The point of this blog is to tell the big girls out there that you don't need to skinny to be sexy. What you need is;
*Clothes that flatter your body.
*Confidence
*And a deaf ear to all those who call you FAT!

Now if all my chatting thus far hasn't convinced you, then maybe these pictures will!

                                                  

My Soulmate (Music and Me)

When my spirits are down, it lifts me up.
When I am in pain, it soothes me.
When I need to let off steam, it's the perfect outlet.
I remember my first heart break.
Music never left my side.
Even when I'm hungry, a good tune dispels the feeling! LOL


RnB... it makes me calm. My thoughts become co-ordinated.
Rap... some are so deep, I sit and wonder about the words I hear.
Dancehall... the freak in me awakens. I wind to the beat; it's all I hear.
Jazz... what a way to relieve the stress of a long day.
Soul... it stirs my soul. I feel it inside of me.
Pop... I move my feet. The beats take control.


The artist doesn't matter (though you gotta love some of them!)
The mad video is cool to watch, but that's not my interest.
Live performances, mostly for showmanship. That's not what it is about for me.
What moves me is the music.
An insane beat, deep lyrics, the faint guitar strumming in the background. A voice that moves me.


Music is my soulmate. Till I take my last breath, it's Music and Me.

Fashion Police...Yeah baby!

Spare the rod, spoil the child. Fashion Police won't spare you!

So sometime ago on darling Twitter, Tara vexed and tweeted at Campus Heat telling them she would like to handle a Fashion Police section for Campus Heat. What do you know? They accepted!

Quite a fun job for me cause here in AUN, people assault us everyday with the outfits. It's high time they were arrested and brought to trial!

Here comes Campus Heat's Fashion Police. It's a blog on my Campus Heat profile and it will be updated with Fashion Offenders every Wednesday :D I'm going hard too! No pity for those who have refused to pity us! LOL. Still feel free to join in on the fun. When you see offenders in your schools or WHEREVER, send the pictures to me!

Also, if there are any other ideas you have, or things you would like to see on the blog (fashion tips, Best Dressed, etc) hit me up.

Check it out on http://campusheat.ning.com/profiles/blogs/premiere-fashion-police-the?xg_source=activity xxx

Five Things I Want For Christmas

Friends, lovers and fans. Twitter followers too! Here is my very simple list of things I want for Christmas.

1. A puppy

2. Red pumps

3. A record deal

4. A car

5. Classic Lindt chocolate.

Sigh. Aren't I such a simple young lady? LOL! X_X

Kick in the bu**

So I have this writing class this semester that has required each student to write a story of about 3000 words. My story was very me; it is what literally happened to me, but with a twist. The twist is in my story, fifteen years later I get to exact revenge on the heartbreaker and it is BLOODY! LOL.

So in this class, we discuss one student's story per day. One of us is a primary respondent to the story of the day, and the rest just give comments on what they think of the story. It just so happened that today is my story's spot in the light. So we are about four in class waiting for the arrival of the lecturer and other students, only for one of the guys (who I have always had reservations about before this incident) in class to ask me what I thought about the story for the day (btw, the writer of each story is anonymous but because it is a relatively small class, I can usually figure out who wrote what).

I shrugged and told him I thought the story was okay. And then he goes "I think the story was bullshit" :O Are you kidding me?! This is the same guy who wrote a story about an assassin who goes about killing people and cutting of their pinkies! At least, I think it's him. And I also believe he knew today's story was mine.

Young man deserves a kick in the bu**!

Clinging on to me

A long time ago, a girl loved a boy so much that she lost herself. She loved going out but never did because he didn't like going out. She liked a certain style of dressing but never wore what she liked because he didn't approve. She wanted to do so many things, see so many people and go so many places but she never did because she didn't want to upset him.

Finally, she was so lost she wasn't happy anymore. She had to break away from him and start finding herself again. That was about 2 years ago. In those two years, so much happened. Her persona went from "quiet fresher who came to college with her high school love" to a lot of things. Some good, some bad. Some people said she had lost her way, some said she was acting out. But that's life for you. There will always be those that talk, and those that know what they are talking about.

It wasn't easy to break away from 3 years of routine. It was certainly not easy getting through the years after that. So many times she just wanted to curl up into a ball and disappear. Some times, the new freedom she had found made her feel elated and she might have gotten carried away. But does she regret any of the choices she made? Should she? Why should she when she finally discovered herself? She grew into herself, learned to love herself and learned to live for herself.

So this summer, she met someone new. He is great and he makes her very happy when she is not about to rip his head off. The problem now is its not a summer fling like the "boyfriend" last summer was. This survived past summer and it seems to be going somewhere. What is wrong with that, some may ask. Well I'll tell you!

How many of us feel being in a serious relationship at this stage in life can make one lose sight of who they really are? Maybe to conform to what is expected of you, maybe because that thing you like to do gets your partner upset and you would rather not fight that day. It may seem like a little thing. After all, what is a relationship without compromise yeah?

Some people however, fight giving in to someone. Some people never want to compromise for someone else again because the last time they did, it cost them. It cost them the loss of who they really are. I'm one of those people.

This time, I'm clinging on to me.

Nigeria at 50

Yesterday was Nigeria's 50th year as an independent nation and while I get that it was a big deal, some people got really melodramatic about it. Mainly on Twitter of course cause I don't read the news. LOL.

People were tweeting lots of crap about being proud of Nigeria, bla bla bla. Then there was the very annoying "F*** that, we have this". I think the worst one was someone tweeting "F*** Beyonce, we have Omawunmi". I mean REALLY??? :o I got so mad yo! And then I started to put people on blast. LOL! Twitter was sure entertaining yesterday!

Anyways, while I am not necessarily proud of my country, I do acknowledge that we have the potential to be a great nation. But it's the same thing as having a son who keeps bringing home poor grades even though he is smart and could do better. Would you then say "well even though you got an F, I know you have the potential to get an A, so I am proud of you son!"? I don't know about you all but I would punish my kid, remind him that he can do better and until he improves, he won't get my praise!

So not to chat and go off point, all I am saying is Nigeria is a great country but we are not projecting just how great we can be. From corruption, to power failure, to mass poverty in the country, we are not trying at all! And I refuse to be one of the people to say "Well although I haven't had light since yesterday, I am still proud of Nigeria". That's a load of crap!

As one of my followers on Twitter said yesterday to calm me down, at least we have life. Yes, where there is life, there is hope. So I will keep hoping for this great nation to start showing just how great it is. But till then, I won't get excited about independence day.