tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17326253349443680172024-03-05T19:59:08.250-08:00diary of a crazy nerdAdehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08744812657908873027noreply@blogger.comBlogger132125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1732625334944368017.post-64061588759381696302013-01-04T15:00:00.000-08:002013-01-04T15:00:26.600-08:00Happy New Year!!Men..<br />
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I don't know where to begin. Since I relocated to Naija, I haven't blogged. Life has just been so crazy.<br />
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<li>Is it the job hunt where I sat at home for 6 months pushing out mails till I got something?</li>
<li> Is it the business ideas that failed, for me to try again? </li>
<li>Is it one chick I left Holland to come and see, only for her to use the *cough* fake preg ish on me...later found out she was cheating on me during the time we were together, cus she had a baby sometime after, and no, the lil critter looks nowhere like me!</li>
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Lagos is crazy men....<br />
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I took my leave on the 24th of December...gotta resume work this Monday and I aint looking forward to it...<br />
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Sigh....God dey.<br />
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Happy new year guys! Its been 2 years since I blogged, and I just wanted to drop this in case some of you passed this way...<br />
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See you soon hopefully!
wavemastaAdehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08744812657908873027noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1732625334944368017.post-53684100487058100322010-11-16T17:11:00.000-08:002010-11-16T17:18:23.612-08:00Roar!!My dearest fans...lol..<br />I know I havent been posting in ages, and you have all but given up on me...<br />But never fear...<br />Lord wavey has returned...<br />Omo enuff gist dey...like seriously. Where do I start? <br /><br />First gist. I relocated to naija permanently. Thats right. I have moved back home. After lots of soul searching, and praying with my pastor in the Netherlands, God opened the doors and showed me that home was where I needed to be. I wasnt so scared though I had lots of people asking me questions like:<br /><br />"Have you gotten a job already?"<br />"Why don't you try another foreign country?" (No thanks)<br /><br />Words cannot describe the feeling of closing my former apartment for the last time, and entering the train to the airport, knowing I was NEVER gonna go back...<br /><br />4 years and some months ago, I wondered when I would see my home again..<br /><br />Now, for now, Im crashing in my old bed, NEPA have done their thing again, but never fear,we have an inverter.<br /><br />My internet comes on only at night, so I will only be able to post then..<br /><br />But watch out guys...<br /><br />I'm back!!Adehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08744812657908873027noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1732625334944368017.post-36274715426689210562010-08-09T16:56:00.001-07:002010-08-09T17:25:19.772-07:00Rantings!I think I have lost my geek status. I dont like reading programming books like I used to, and Ive sort of lost interest in the field. I also want cash, and to be rich.Lots of it (cash), and to be on top of the food chain. My former boss telling me he could get software developers for X price (talking like I and people in my field were commodities) just put me off.<br /><br />I take solace in studying business and personal development, because I discovered I like to encourage people, and leave people better than I met them.<br />I still love IT, and now that I am out of a job, I am seriously refecting as to what to do with my life. And as to what my life purpose is.<br />I'm thinking of a lot of things man, some job options, but then I am factoring in what will happen if I want to settle down. Face it, this place isnt the easiest place to adapt to. I have been here 4 years and cant speak the language fluently (though I cant get lost). For a woman to come join me here..e get as e be...lol..although some would love to just come abroad anyways.<br />Now I am seriously looking inwards, and asking myself, what am I good at, and what can I do with my life? I have decided to take several money generating ideas, and run with them...fast. I only got one life to live.<br />Right now I am typing this 2 AM my time. I seem to have developed this sleeping madness where I sleep very very late, a la insomnia, and then wake up late.<br />After doing my self development, praying (at times) and feeling guilty for sleeping in, I go to the gym or just read.<br />Speaking of the gym, my body aches cus I did a massive workout yesterday, or today (depending on how u look at it). I made a commitment to getting my body in shape, cus when I got back here from naija, I hit some depression (mild) and I just didnt feel like going to the gym.<br />But when I lost my job, and I sat in the crib doing nothing but reading, watching TV, and drinking...I looked in the mirror and saw the beginning of a beer gut.<br /><br />Now, I want to handle my "business" with my wife well, and she deserves anything apart from a pot belly, so that MOTIVATED me to go to the gym, to trek sef, its 20-30 mins walk from my house and my bike is broken, but its bearable with an ipod on anyways.<br /><br />At this point, I have no idea where to send my CVs again. Most of these companies want you to speak dutch like a native speaker...ok I have enrolled in a course beginning close to the end of this month, but still, if you cant speak Dutch, they dont care about your skills...<br />Its their country anyways...<br />Its just I have a feeling I need to do something here...and its not yet time for me to leave. But the instant I get that telegram from Jah to leave here, you wont have to tell me twice.<br />I've sent my stuff (CV) to different places..I know something will turn up, and I am also chasing other money maker ideas of mine.<br />Chicks? Don't get me started. Their dating system here is crap, utter crap.<br />Imagine, you meet a chick at a party. If she decides to talk to you, you are apparently not meant to get her number, rather you ask for her MSN or yahoo id, then follow up from there. Ive tried the direct step-to-and-spit-game approach, omo, they are not happy they see fine boi talking to them..chei!<br />Well an alternative is to use dating sites...cus when we meet, we both know what we want. And all I can say is that with the way these chicks here behave, no wonder their guys are turning gay. Seriously.<br />The amount of conji that has held me here...kai, God is just laughing at me, I swear.<br />Check this out. I went for my toastmasters meeting at a members house.<br />Shes like ohhh would you like to see my cats?<br />I'm like...wtf? But I decide to be nice, and go look at the cats.<br />Imagine a room with 3 adults (sorry to include myself) staring at 2 cats who were squinting and feeling like superstars and people going ...."ooo they look so cute".<br />The owner was like "yes they love people"....kai! These people and pets.<br />If I am walking on a path, thats when you will see one silly man with one bingo on a leash. Instead of the bingo to walk jejely, it will now come to my side.<br />Wetin? If na 9ja, na kick u go use pursue am. But here, they can sue you for cruelty to animals....lol..<br />Reminds me of when I saw a Dutch woman use her hands to pack her dogs poop into a nylon, and throw it in a dustbin. I was waiting for a bus.....I was shocked. Kai! To say I was shocked was even an understatement....<br /><br />God dey sha. <br />Anyways I dey run o....laterz!Adehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08744812657908873027noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1732625334944368017.post-65524078967762993442010-08-03T09:37:00.000-07:002010-08-03T09:45:48.243-07:00A Belated Birthday PostMy birthday was last week wednesday, and I turned a year older. It was a quiet uneventful day, I mean what else would you expect in the Netherlands? If na naija I for carry boiz go shack after work, but anyways..<br />So, loads of people called me, sent me smses, wrote on my facebook wall...*sob<br />I felt so much love it was nice...then I got some cake and shared it for all my house fellowship dudes, came back home, eat some fried rice and chicken, eat some cakes (Still got leftovers in my fridge), and drank some wine..<br />Just looking over my life. Ive grown. A lot. Since my undergrad days, NYSC, almost spending 4 years working and thinking of the ordeal I faced during my MSc days..<br />Days of being alone, being broke at times, forced to be celibate(ewwwww), and generally adapt. It made me stronger though, bringing me closer to being the man I see in my vision.<br />So happy birthday to me..Ive been too lazy to log on and type this...lol...<br />To see another year added to your life is to thank God for sparing you. Life is beautiful, and when things go wrong or look wrong, appreciate the fact that you have eyes, legs, a brain, and the gift of life..<br />See you guys later!Adehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08744812657908873027noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1732625334944368017.post-52164166175879165032010-07-08T10:55:00.000-07:002010-07-08T13:05:55.460-07:00Ok peeps, its been agessssss....<br />This blog is all but dead, but hey, it remains the last bastion of free space I got..<br />Anyways I have been working on projects, so far. Written a book, working on getting it published (was expensive), didn't get my last work contract renewed...<br />Now Ive been at home for like 3 weeks though, and seriously working on an inventory of my life, and wondering if I should finally stop coding, and move on to something else.<br />One of my other projects is a network marketing business which is taking time to get off the ground, but I will get there.<br />So, good news is I got to go to Nigeria after 4 years. I just decided to go, and ignore people who had misgivings (My family, etc), and went back home.<br />It was nice to be back in Naija, to feel the heat at MMI airport, and feel NEPA again. I couldn't believe I was back after so long. I drank star, eat correct food, saw all my facebook friends, and went to the palms mall, silverbird..lol..only thing I didn't do was go clubbing.<br />I also saw hot chicks men, with lovely fleshy full bodies, not the flat ones we have here. Even so called local chics on the road carried assets enough to change a hard core pastor...lol...<br />Anyways I had fun, got back to Holland, and hit some depression for a bit, and didn't go to the gym for over a month, then my bosses tell me they aren't renewing my contract....but I wasn't so sad cause I was getting tired of the place, and being shouted at and stuff. So well now I am searching and really introspecting in myself. So whats the next step, I don't know...<br />Man, I need to organize myself a girlfriend in this place...like Abacha said way back.."My fellow Nigerians...enough is enough!!"...lol...<br />Last week I went out with a friend to a Nigerian club here...dunno, scoping babes at clubs hasn't being my thing. I can spit game on other grounds, but this place sef get as e be...think even after 4 years here 9ja still dey my blood..lol.<br />Later peeps...Adehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08744812657908873027noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1732625334944368017.post-25017179565388733242010-04-25T12:39:00.000-07:002010-04-25T12:50:26.664-07:00So Farwassup people...<br />Its been close to two months since my last update, yeah I know, a lots been happening. I got a new crib, new apartment, and I was able to move, and end the 4 hour commute, and settle down at my job. R and I split up ,you know we just let the relationship die, but I am better for it. Have someone now, R seemed to be just to tide me through those times, but I hope shes good wherever she is.<br />The jobs there, learning new stuff, being yabbed by my bosses, but trying my best anyways. The place is alright though. New city looks good, I have an apartment in a building with people...yeah not aliens, lol..main thing on ground is the internet access. I had issues with the last provider because they were so uncultured and rude. The internet wasn't working, I asked them to fix it, and they started blathering about if the cable signal was working.<br />I told em I didn't have a TV, and so I cudn't test it, but I was sure it was ok. They now told me they needed to know if the cable was working. I told them I didn't have a TV, and the silly fool at the end went to tell me to go borrow one.imagine! <br />Anyways I was bounced up and down so much I cancelled UPC and got KPN. Now KPN is telling me theres no entry point for internet in my house. The landlord says otherwise, that its in one other apartment on the other side. Thing is they are coming btw 8 and 6 pm on wed, so I have to wait for them or na me go suffer. These technicians here feel they are God. They can't give the exact time they are coming, imagine! And if they come and theres any delay, they just bounce!<br />I told this to my landlord n he said I should just stall them and call him n he'd be there in 5 minutes. Heres keeping me fingers crossed. All this for service I have to pay for.<br /><br />The place is still untidy..my crib. I have to furnish it lil by lil. First thing I had to do was get blinds to cover my windows, those things were freakin expensive, but I needed them cus I had to change in the bathroom and turn off the lights in the apartment when I want to dress and stuff.<br /><br />I was supposed to be in 9ja, but well I set the right goal, but wrong date, but I am still gonna go sha. I need to think, clear my head, see my land, and well meet my current girl n see how it will go from there. Enuff jist man.<br /><br />This place can make you do freaky things...seems my beer intake has increased, I gotta watch it though, but when you are alone, anything goes.<br /><br />Working on a project to add an extra source of income i.e passive income. I'm doing this via network marketing and I am excited cus I am reaching for my dreams..also got a book being published but I won't say anything, before someone traces me here n reads some of my other posts...lol...esp the "Hidden chronicles of Okon.."<br /><br />Thats enough for now guys...later...and yes I am at the office jamming music...such is my life for now....Adehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08744812657908873027noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1732625334944368017.post-47531889195346138732010-02-18T07:55:00.000-08:002010-02-18T08:11:00.811-08:00Long time!Hey guys:<br />Its been a long time since I updated. I was asked about it today, so I decided to do so. So much has been happening in my life. I got a new job, but I have to spend like 4 hrs and 38 minutes a day on the train to and fro. Its crazy...I get up 5.30 here just to make work by 9.00 in the morning, and the people at work think I am nuts.<br />I have been so occupied which is why I haven't had time to write.<br />Work is good....I am still on my naija holiday visit, and I still have to finish clearing up some debts from last year because during that time I was almost homeless, I had to do what was necessary to survive.<br />Man, e no easy but God dey.<br />I have time to work on my thoughts and a lot of personal development, so I have been training my brain to look for opportunities instead of the obstacles.<br />I am also searching for an apartment here..its been crazy looking for one. I finally had to stay with my brova as a last resort, and its been ok, but theres been some invasion of my privacy..you know privacy means a lot to me..i.e "accidentally" reading my mails, and some weird intrusions into my life which I try to skillfully maneuver so as not to cause any friction in the house. At least I save money on food, and house rent but I spend cash on transport mehn..<br /><br />I am determined to follow through and break through on my goals and ambitions. I can't allow this year to pass me by.<br /><br />As for chicks, well I am still here, with conji...and R and I went our separate ways. It seems that it wasn't destined to work, and at times God just removes the energy from such relationships. I think its for the best, and we will both be better for it. There was no pain on my part. I have met someone else, but I dey take am slowly, no point in rushing cus I aint from russia.<br />My mum recently told me that I keep things inside. Well this is just because after listening to conversations taking place amongst my familia, I have realized that I think differently and I have my own ideas.<br />I mean, I am going to buy my own Aston Martin V12 vantage. But I'm sorrounded by pple who might think second hand is the way to go, and could be critical, you feel me? And I love to read a lot about success, cash, developing the mind, i.e personal development, but we aint on the same level...so of course if I have my dreams, visions and plans, then why on earth would I be Joseph, and go blabbing all my stuff?<br /><br />Its got to the point where I have had to direct some post to my office so it doesn't get opened for me when I get home. I try to look on the bright side as ok, I am living in someones crib...but jeez, I no be small boy, wetin?<br /><br />Anyways Jah dey, seriously, I need my own place, but I know I got it now..<br /><br />Im trying to expand my mind and see if I no fit get yarinya for here...lol...just to pass the time, but I am thinking of settling down soon. Anyhow it will get better..<br /><br /><br />Ciao guys...gotta get back to work.. ;)Adehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08744812657908873027noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1732625334944368017.post-87712492368511065132010-01-01T03:46:00.000-08:002010-01-01T03:53:44.175-08:00Happy new year!!!Happy new year people..I pray you all hit your goals for 2010 and beyond!!<br /><br />Whew, 2009 has come and gone, with a lot of things....<br /><br />It seems like yesterday, when I started blogging.. how time flies.<br />I hope all of you have clearly written down defined goals. Don't say "resolutions". because they don't mean anything. Most people will subconsciously not carry out their new years resolutions, but the act of writing down your goals, shows your subconscious, and the universe, and your creator, that you are really serious.<br /><br />Enough of the motivational talk...<br />This year I will meet my big bold and beautiful soulmate (with a well endowed front and backside), and give you jist on how I will add triplets to the world.<br /><br /><br />Men, I resume work on Monday, and I haven't yet found a room. Its been so annoying, one idiot wanted me to pay 4 months all at once, the idiot...another woman screwed up the appointment and gave the room to someone else...but men the commute is crazy. Think like almost 5 hours a day to and fro by train, and you will see what I go through.<br />God dey sha. It is well.<br /><br />Happy new year!!!Adehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08744812657908873027noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1732625334944368017.post-56325666742038344452009-12-25T01:34:00.000-08:002009-12-25T02:04:59.820-08:00Merry Xmas!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.travsite.com/uploaded_images/Christmas-Tree-0001-765725.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 595px; height: 800px;" src="http://www.travsite.com/uploaded_images/Christmas-Tree-0001-765725.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />To all my fans, and readers.<br />To everyone who's read my blog, both past and present.<br />To any visitor on my page...<br />I wanna wish you a very merry Christmas and a happy new year in advance!!<br />Thanks for your support...<br />For your words of encouragement during my trying times....<br />God bless you and I love you all!<br />Myne, Damsel, Bem, Chayoma, afrobabe (wherever she is :-)), etc etc...<br />Last christmas was just like yesterday..I put up another christmas tree picture, and another blog post...<br />Just goes to show us to always make good use of our time, cus its gonna fly...<br /><br />Merry Christmas people!!<br /><br />Have a wonderful one!!<br /><br />*running away to look for presents and chicken... lolAdehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08744812657908873027noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1732625334944368017.post-65399660098630347452009-12-19T02:58:00.000-08:002009-12-19T03:51:04.145-08:00Hey gang, its been quite a while. <br />A lot of ish has been happening to me. Got a new job...yayyyy!<br />The dude wanted to hire me, I liked the place and so I have signed up.<br />I started last week, but men the commute is crazy. I spend like 5 hours in total max, for any commute. So I carry a book or listen to audio programs on my ipod, at least I am sure I am still feeding my mind, no matter what.<br />But its cool anyways, I have to just keep jacking my programming books like mad so that this one works out.<br />I was thinking of going to naija...for feb since my best friend is getting married, and has made me best man, but I don't know if that will send the wrong signal to my new boss. The man has been trying for me so far.<br />I think I will just get a UK visa so I can go play on weekends. It would be a welcome change from this scenario.<br />Anyways I wanna ask your opinion about something. Its been shown that most people subconsciously hold themselves back from success because they are scared that people close to them, esp their families might not like them or be comfy with their success.<br />Anyways, I was talking about how to look for a place and my sis in law kept harping on and on about how I needed to find a "cheap" place. She kept on going on and on about being "cheap" and how "cheap was good".<br />It sounded almost as if she dey try force that down my throat. My bro had to jokingly tell her to calm down, that I cannot go and live in a hole because of being cheap. She went on the say she was "careful" about money. My bro jokingly interpreted it as being cheap.<br />Now, I went upstairs and began thinking. So what if I buy a new car instead of going for a second hand one, which they believe in? What if my business succeeds and I build a mansion? What if I grow to Donald Trumps level and I own my own jet?<br />So, are they gonna freak out or what?<br />I can understand how Robert Kiyosaki felt when his dad believed the exact opposite of what he believed.<br />Its kinda food for thought anyways.<br />And of course no post by wavemasta would be cumplete without descriptions of how I have been keeping my abstinence vows. Its not been easy. One time on the train I sat next to one nice orobo who was smiling at me. My internal computer came up with different ..er..."scientific" means of getting her contacts which I discarded because I was supposed to be in a relationship, or I am supposed to be in a relationship, even though I haven't heard from the person in quite a while. I could have called, but nothing's been in my account for ages for me to get credit (see my turbulence posts), and I used my last card calling...and she doesn't come online..and she knows this ish...<br />Me, I won't talk, I go just dey look. I have gone past that stage of worrying whats going on in a chicks mind. I know say if she wan call, she go call,or mail, which makes me think ........ but bone story.<br />But men, if this relationship doesn't work, I am gonna free myself, live..no more long distance ish...I think its time for me to try tasting different flavors of chocolate...y'know, milk, coconut, dark, etc. Just that I just dey think abt settling down...life with all these games, at times aint fulfilling...<br />Anyways God dey.<br />Thanks to all my readers for the support and all...especially during my turbulent times...Myne Whitman, Dancing Damsel, Bem, and all of you guys who read my blog...love you all really... @Myne..where on earth is that ebook?<br /><br />I just am imagining what my mum (well you know she's against weight gain and stuff) will say when she sees my future wife. I at times wonder if she go harass the babe, to lose weight, and the babe will know she no fit try am as in reduce the curves, else her husband (the one n only wavemasta) will simply not touch her. Simple.<br />In fact, I will put it in the marriage clause when we are signing the registry.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">"If in the event, the signee (My future wife) decided to lose weight i.e drop below 70kg and reduce the sizes of the curves, especially the front side and back side...the primary client (i.e wavemasta) reserves the right to run away from the nuptial agreement...as he don't like skeletons ...wait, make that run far far away"</span>...lol..at times I surprise myself...<br />But if that kinda kasala happens, then my folks will stop seeing me at family meetings..but hey, we don't have any. :-)<br />Ciao guys, n laters!Adehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08744812657908873027noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1732625334944368017.post-6262980067534680932009-12-10T13:23:00.000-08:002009-12-10T14:06:16.958-08:00So far....musings, R, what next?I'm listening to gidi lounge, I discovered it during my turbulence days, cus my friend used to play it all night..I just finished listening to Banky W's "Tanker"...dude has talent...<br />Heres the <a href="http://music.gidilounge.com/">link</a> to the gidi lounge music player!<br />Anyways I fired up this blog to just pour out my musings. <br />See, I'm a guy with lots of big goals, and I don't just dream..I walk my talk, and I do not think like the average dude...<br />But sometimes, the fear comes, like... "What if I am just deceiving myself?" What if I wake up and I am 40 years old, and I haven't hit one goal of mine?<br />Scary....but I just erase that thought and focus on my goals..<br />I got another interview tomorrow and from there I have to give a speech at toastmasters. I haven't given any in months, and I am close to finishing my track.<br /><br />Even in my professional life, I'm wondering..what am I good at? I am focused on getting a job so I can take care of major needs while I focus on my dreams, but even me, I find myself wondering..."whats my niche? What am I supposed to do?"<br /><br />My personal life is....non existent, apart from my relationship with R. I have a very freaky nature, but for some reason, I have decided to go the abstinence route (Am sure people who know me will laugh at me)..and I also have this thing for reaching out to chicks... Crazy, crazy, this isn't me. And for some strange reason, If I am in a relationship, I stay faithful because It will affect me even more than the chick..<br />The thought that the next time I will enjoy the reverse cowgirl will be on my wedding night is freaky! Chei! guys, can wavemasta cope? Find out in the next episode..lol<br />But I have been told, that if I enter naija, hmmmm, I am in trouble o, with the honeyz..and I have been told this by my "children" in the "game" whom I mentored...<br />Kai...see my life! lol...anyways now I'm doing more positive mentoring, though the other kind is still available to "inner circle" members...hehe..lol<br /><br />Anyways I was just reminiscing.. my mind went back to the old days with my ex, before R, and yeah I remembered some good times. I tried to shut it out as I have before, because I am trying to focus all my energy on R, right now, and I might be jealous if she was reminiscing on good times with any of her exes ....*the buggers!!*<br />But yeah I was reminiscing on some of the adventures I had....jumping on planes to go see her without telling people...except I told my mum because she was planning on seeing me when she passed through my area..<br />So yeah, jumping on planes, leaving my comfort zone, dealing with a whole lot of internal bullshit, making myself a better person so I could be the best boyfriend for her *Then.. then all the fights, me trying to fix it, trying to be Mr mature, Mr understanding, Mr cool, all because I had one foolish voice in my ears telling me why girls went for more older guys, due to some nonsense "maturity" factor..so I guess I was trying to rep for us younger ones..hehe...<br />I guess things just went downhill, the distance wasn't helping, and I guess even my best efforts didn't save it, and I got tired of the constant fighting, making up, breaking up, and I was tired of being alone, and trying to move the relationship to the next level all myself. I have been here hustling for close to 4 years now, and I hate living in an empty house by myself...trapped by my own principles...<br />But man, I just remembered some good times, and I guess the experience made me a better man, and I can focus on R....<br /><br />My ex was a very good person inside, and I could be veryyy frustrating at times, so its possible I am seeing this from one angle...and I hope God gives her own hubby....<br />I can't say that about some other exes...some I think of them and hiss..naija style...hehe..<br /><br />Now its time for wavemasta to focus on the R equation :-) or the R formula..lol<br /><br />Men, sometimes I feel older than my age...lol..<br />Thing about R is that its almost the same mode of communication...long distance..so I haven't seen or held her yet...So I am working on that...<br />I was wondering why I sort of felt a feeling of not being totally bonded to R yet, but I guess its just me and because I haven't hung out with her..I mean we haven't seen since I was doing my bachelors back home, and it was just a glimpse from afar.<br />Boy oh boy...<br />Thing is now I am seeing big big somethings everywhere, you know like in "The sixth sense" with Bruce Willis, when the kid says in a whispering hushed voice..<br />"I see dead people..."<br />Mine is...<br />"I see, big women, juicy..on the trams....on the trains....calling out to me..."<br />That my friends is my own sixth sense...hehe..<br />I wonder how R is doing...I should call, or mail...<br />But shes understanding...thats R...<br />Praying it works out jor...jah dey...<br />Maybe next time, I will blog about my experience with the robots..and I am serious..hehe...<br />Bye guys...Adehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08744812657908873027noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1732625334944368017.post-40027190346480365432009-12-06T09:49:00.000-08:002009-12-06T10:31:55.845-08:00Hey people.<br />Back to my old city, and living with my Bro for now. That landlady in the place I was staying in before dey fight me over toilet paper and internet cable wire, so I had to find my way.<br />Mumsie came to visit. She hadn't seen me in 2 years and it was nice seeing her again. Then next thing she's like telling me I have added weight or something. I was just looking. She kept making a big deal of it. I wasnt going to start justifying or reminding her of days when I only had enough money to buy one piece of plantain, or when I was attending martial arts classes twice a week. Anyways I just dey look. I wonder what she will say when she discovers I have no intention of marrying a skinny skeleton, and I do only big beautiful women. I wonder if they (my parents) will now decide, and say <br />"Wavemasta, you cant marry her cus she's too big". I go just dey look, and do my own wedding. It will be hell on earth being married to someone I cannot "feel" *wink.<br />It just depends on if the chick in question has liver.<br />Anyways am wondering and thinking about a lot of things. One of my exe's married today. I really wish her the best because shes a good person, and yours truly wasn't naughty during our times together and I respected her stance.<br />Its amazing how time flies, and I wonder when mine would show up. Man proposes but God disposes.<br />I'm currently still job hunting. And believing God for the best. Cus I need the one thats best for me. So I can chill while strategist for my other businesses.<br />The pastor at church preached a very powerful word about "Helpers of destiny", and the premise was that when your dreams are big, God brings into your life, those who can help you. And that the people might not look like much. Reminds me of one misguided person who was asking why he should learn from me because I wasn't uber successful. (thats in another of my lives btw).<br />So people, anyone can have the information you need, and you need to tune in and see everyone as abundant. I am learning Dutch now, using my ipod, listening to mp3's, and repeating them.<br />I am wondering if I am inflicting suffering on myself by not having another woman here, while I got one back in naija, who we haven't seen. I mean the girls have really powerful control, but like one woman wrote "If a guy can't have sex he can't think straight. For a woman its more emotion,togetherness. For a man, its a need".<br />Cus men, there are times I am just frustrated. But I am trying to do the right thing, and I wont force even my girlfriend into stuff she isn't ready for, or which she doesn't want to do.<br />That leaves marriage, but nna men, thats a big step and its for life. So you see the quandary one finds oneself in?<br />Well, I will just go into reverend father mode. And focus on building my biz and others. <br />Some might say, but how can I trust her? Well I do, and if shes messing up, God has ways of showing me stuff :-) hehe.<br />So many many things running around in my head...<br />Well God dey sha, lets see whats gonna happen.<br />Men I heard Turai Yar Adua wants her husband to die in office and not resign. Haba! When our presidents heart has stopped. This shows me that<br />Shes doesnt love him<br />She loves the position more than he does.<br />May Jah never give me that kind wife.<br />Amin Amin.<br /><br />Bye folks!Adehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08744812657908873027noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1732625334944368017.post-37149291537759056132009-11-29T04:27:00.000-08:002009-11-29T04:35:17.409-08:00Well gang, hows it hanging? <br />Right now, had to move back to the old city I did my masters in, and I am chilling with a friend for the meantime. Hes' got this naija landlady who has two lovely baby daughters and I get to practice my dutch on them.<br />I scared them yesterday by asking for a knife and fork and threatening to eat them alive...lol..they were so freaked out. I know I will be a wonderful daddy, I am looking forward to having my own daughters.<br />Things are looking better, at least on the inside (My mind). I know it is better already.<br />I am still applying to places all around, and also working on my own business part time, and chilling. But I am waiting for the stuff to manifest in my life so I can move out of here. I do not want the landlady's head to spark one day :-)<br />As per my relationship, well, I am just looking sha...looking and watching, and thats all you guys are gonna get from me.<br />At times obstacles come in all sorts of forms, physical, mental etc, so you can pull out that greatness in you and fly to the next level, and I believe that's whats happening to me right now.<br />But seriously, all those people who think living abroad is a bed of roses..I mean, they need a reorientation. Someone told me his friend said, if he could just get a gateman's job here, he would be happy. The friend is back in naija. I just shook my head, but if you try to talk to such people, you get tagged as an enemy of progress.<br />Anyways, "who no know no go, and who no go no know" :-)<br />Anyways, I'm off to read some more John Grisham, and thinking about my goals....<br />Later!Adehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08744812657908873027noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1732625334944368017.post-23071336164525327842009-11-23T03:16:00.000-08:002009-11-23T04:34:01.122-08:00Turbulence 2Well gang, its me again. To those of ya who were supportive..thanks.<br />Well I got back home last night after checking a possible lead for a place to <br />lay my head, and after lots of frantic phone calls, One of my friends invited me<br />to come rough it in his place.<br />I woke up this morning feeling like an alien. I felt like I didn't belong in this house any longer. I woke up hearing the house move as the kids were going to school, but thing is I was just too freaking comfortable in bed. But I was like..hmm if the head of the house opens the room and begins to yell, then wetin?<br /><br />So I get up, clean myself up and all. I begin to strategize. First I motivated myself by reading about persistence all over and over from "The greatest salesman in the world" then I now began to focus. Its funny...all my friends are no where to be reached, and I am not the kinda person to stress anyone out in any way. I had to holla a friend of mine who I will be buzzing on gmail, and he'd be too busy to talk.<br />So anyways, I give him the full gist, and then began jisting him about R. When he hears about some similarities to my ex and stuff hes like "Dump her fast" his reason being I do not need distractions. I say, well I'm in love, and he goes that I can fall out of love and its a choice.<br />Anyways sha, I just keep quiet and not talk, because the person you want me to dump, might have some flaws, but shes been the one being there for me when you never had my time. But sha, he's my friend, so hes just trying to talk, and blah....<br />I try calling my sister (not my blood one but close to) cus theres one way she speaks and I feel better, but I have been trying her number for ages. It rings, but she never picks it up. I wonder why.<br />I also tried to call my girlfriend. The number wasn't going, and I'm wondering why I have not heard from her, because I would expect a call at least to check up on me, but maybe shes stuck in traffic or something.<br />Apart from this whole situation, I am wondering if this relationship will work out this time. I just hope this isn't me repeating some weird subconscious bad pattern, but we will see.<br />The owner of the house will soon show up, and well, I will just smile as if nothings happening. This shit is just temporary, and if I could make it this far, without going mad, or anything, then it will be well.<br />I have now learnt first hand how important it is to focus on your dreams, and do not be dependent on anyone. Whether its a company for your paycheck, or someone else for a house. I read this book called "<span style="font-weight:bold;">Millionaire republican</span>" by a dude called <span style="font-weight:bold;">Wayn Allyn Root</span>, and he said and I quote <span style="font-style:italic;">"Millionaires own...they don't rent".</span><br />You have to own your life, your house, your destiny, or you're toast. And you have to pay the price, no matter how steep it is, as long as you are not violating the rights of others, in the pursuit of your dreams.<br />I guess thats the price I am paying right now. Better to experience the turbulence now then enjoy, than for you to enjoy now, and experience the turbulence later on.<br /><br />Someone suggested I start selling newspapers. I am not ready to go that route. No matter how many of you think I am proud. I just cant study for an MSc, work for a year, start my own biz, and be hopping bicycles selling newspapers. If you read my earlier posts, you will realize it was hell for me during my MSc days, but I pushed through it. I almost never had a day of rest in this place, without something or the other on my mind..<br />Now to suffer all that to dey ride bicycle dey deliver paper...I reject it in Jesus name, amen!<br /><br />I have not told mumsie about the whole scenario, because I don't need wahala for now. Not even my bro here...last thing I need is someone to start talking down to me or treating me like crap because I am under his roof. And mumsie dey show next week, kai! And some of those spiro things I told u about...see, at times I wonder if seriously, they sent "them" after me ..lol..but Jah dey sha. I am a soldier of prosperity...nothing dey happen...I wont give up...lailai!<br /><br />I would prefer to just rough it. I will still legitimately hit my million mark by next year, and all of you will hear about me. And I will do it without violating the rights of any one.<br />Cheers people...<br />Lemme get back to my life.<br /><br />Ok.....I just added this...<br />The tax office just called me telling me they had sent me an invitation to come and see them this morning, but I didn't and that it was about my company. I sha told them the whole gist, and how I couldn't give them a proper address because I was bouncing from place to place. The man said a nice bye bye. I hope its buried now, because I do not need any other wahala, but if any more comes (which I pray not) God go help person.<br />And before that, I called my parents, because I wanted to yarn them the whole koko, but they were in the car about to go to GTB in naija, so I didn't have the heart to tell them then...so I will drop it on them tonight.<br />I have packed my things into one closet in the room I was staying at pastors crib, and I have one suitcase and some bare essentials.. :-)<br /><br />Still haven't heard from R. Well we go see....<br /><br />Am outta here!Adehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08744812657908873027noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1732625334944368017.post-14841373311196800772009-11-22T07:52:00.000-08:002009-11-22T12:15:44.534-08:00Turbulence..Hey gang...<br />Well I need to just talk to someone and this is my outlet..<br />At this moment, my life has been turned upside down literally.<br />I am officially jobless, and homeless...and I am sitting in a room I have to vacate<br />surrounded by my luggage.<br />First things....when you get a job, do not, I repeat, don't live in a company house..cus when they decide they do not want you, then your ass is out.<br />Anyways, they terminated my contract, then, I went job hunting only to be rejected<br />because I do not speak the language.<br />To make matters worse, I sunk most of my cash into my business, but it hasn't yielded any fruits.<br />So, I am searching for a place and my pastor suggested I move in with him as I wont need to spend cash. I stayed there for the whole of November, But 2 days ago, he tells me I have to bounce because another pastor is coming from naija and needs the room. I thought of going back to my former place, but my former flatmate who said it was ok yesterday, is saying another thing today.<br /><br />Then about my relationship, well its bittersweet. At times I wonder why I seem to attract women which need some sort of healing into my life. And I always end up knowing them, fixing up their weak points (never taking advantage), but the burdens they seem to come with sort of haunt me.<br />It happened with my ex, and something similar like this is happening again. I do not know if this is the law of attraction, and I am attracting them into my life via negative reasons, and I am in a dysfunctional relationship(S), or for positive reasons because jah has some grand plan.<br />I woke up this morning feeling like just bailing out of the whole thing, but I sort of heard something in me telling me to just chill, and not make any rash decisions.<br />I didn't want to run partly because I am in love with R, and because of selfish reasons.. R has been here with me and supported me all through this, and like I said its bitter sweet.<br />This was what happened with my ex, and I went on that rollercoaster for 2.5 years before deciding like Abacha "Enuff is Enuff", and walking away.<br />Also, some spiro shit seems to be going on...I seem to be battling things in my head which I am sure would drive the average man mad...but I am not average, and I am a victor.<br /><br />I know that my life is being rearranged by God and the universe, because I am going to the next level,and because this year, I set some MAJOR goals... but shit..me, the great wavemasta, homeless, and being kicked about like a football...nna men...<br />My pastor wanted to hook me up with one dude in church, but I see this brotha every sunday, and no offense, but he looks like he's trying to get by, and he's on govt housing also. And I didn't like the idea of me being bounced up and down like some parasite, and so I began taking my destiny in my own hands.<br />Imagine, some of my mates are married and some have kids. They all seem happy in their marriages and relationships, but no, its wavemastas own that seems different.<br /><br />I got no choice sha, but to keep on pushing, and I will ride out this storm, and this relationship thing also, well, like I did before, I will ride it out till the end. Ode-eshi, nothing dey happen.<br />But I will curse anyone who sees me driving my Audi S5, and thinks I am a drug dealer because I became a billionaire at a young age. Speaking of billionaires, I asked for some feedback from some of my fans about my business and brand.. and one of them was like "Why should I learn from you...its not like you're super successful. Maybe you just read the books"..nna men, I weak....<br />Well he said it politely, and I did ask for feedback.<br />So, should I leave R, because issues seem to harsh to deal with? and will wavemasta have to sleep on the streets n hustle? And will wavemastas going-back-to-naija-after-3-years-5-months-in europe become a reality this december?<br />Stay tuned....<br /><br />"<span style="font-style:italic;">I was not born in defeat, neither does failure course in my veins. I am not a sheep waiting to be prodded by my shepherd. I am a lion, and I refuse to walk, to talk, to sleep with the sheep. The slaughter house of failure is NOT my destiny.I will persist till I succeed</span>" -The greatest salesman in the world.<br />BOO-YAH!Adehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08744812657908873027noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1732625334944368017.post-87647726860028567972009-11-13T04:35:00.000-08:002009-11-13T04:50:30.079-08:00Musings....I am going to toastmasters this evening. I kinda get the feeling people aren't so happy with me, and I can't use my current situation as an excuse. So I guess its Den Haag to Utrecht and back again. *Sigh.<br />I now wanted to do an inventory of our cabinet, like take stock of all the things inside, like the stop watch, paper, etc. Its part of my responsibility as Sergeant at arms of the club. Now I cannot find the damned key. I have turned over everything searching for it. I absolutely HATE looking for stuff, and the thing is, I felt it was in my white Delft bag, which has all my Toastmasters stuff, but its not.<br />I hope I didn't lose or misplace it when I moved. Anyways I sent a mail to our president asking if I could get his key earlier. I got a mail from him, and of course it was laced with his wry irish humor, but I got the message.<br />Yes Mr President, I know you might read this :-)<br />Things are kinda going ok with my current relationship with R. I have committed to making it work, and she also wants to make it work, but there are just some things which I am not happy about when I think about them, but well, I cannot change em. The old me, before my relationship with T, would have just decided to bail, but R has good stuff in her, and I would miss her if she wasn't here.<br />I wonder if its the fact that I do love her, that I am still here, or that I do not want to be alone. Well, I think its the former. I wonder why I am writing this...maybe its therapy.<br />If you wanna go by the law of attraction which I believe in, then I must have attracted her into my life and she also..question is why?<br />Cus at times I wonder if its not possible to just be in a relationship with no issues or blah blah. I just pray this isn't a negative cycle I am repeating, and that the big dude upstairs (Thats God, if I gotta spell it out) actually has a grand nice plan for all of this. Because the last thing I need is to be caught in some cosmic negative cycle consisting of all that happened with my ex.<br /><br />At times I wonder if I rushed into this, or if I did the right thing. Cus, my relationship with my ex was dead, right from the beginning of this year. We tried to give it CPR, and a whole lot, but the last straw was in July, when I left for good.<br />I hooked up with D for a bit, but didn't feel her so much, and I met R, and liked her and loved her, and for crying out loud, omo boi had to move on with his life, and so I went in. And well its had its ups and downs, but we shall see.<br /><br />It is well anyways. Now I have to see if I can get some coins to take the tram. Never mind, one day coins in my life will be a thing of the past.<br />Back to toastmasters, I took a break from public speaking because I had feedback I was rushing through the manual, but now its like me wondering if I can get back on top of my game. I have so many other things going on now, and my club has some very gifted people...<br />But I am also gifted too..<br />Anyways, gotta run.<br />See you later amigos!Adehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08744812657908873027noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1732625334944368017.post-23929575403556080882009-11-09T07:44:00.000-08:002009-11-09T08:20:06.854-08:00Straffe Okon Case 2"Can you do it"? The voice rasped in the darkness.<br />Jamiu gulped, his hands clammy with sweat.<br />"<span style="font-style:italic;">This is for your family</span>" he thought to himself.<br />But that thought didn't reassure him. Rather bile churned in his stomach, at the thought of the terrible betrayal he was about to commit...<br />"Yes sir. I can do it".<br />"Do not worry Jamiu. When this operation goes well, you will be taken care of", the voice said.<br /><br />Jamiu stood in the darkness of the garage, listening to the voice delivering instructions over and over, and him nodding at intervals..<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">"I can do this"</span> he thought, as he later walked off into the hot Lagos night...<br /><span style="font-style:italic;">"I have to do this".</span><br /><br /><br />She got onto the plane at De Gaulle Airport, Paris and sank back into the plush seating in the first class lounge..<br />God, it was so good to relax, after working real hard in school. And now she was going back to Nigeria for Holidays.<br />Her Mum had been nagging her to settle down, but she wasn't interested.<br />Apart from Jean Pierre, no man had ever been able to handle her.<br />They were put of by her looks...<br />She chuckled to herself. Standing at 5'9, with 37DD breasts, and a large backside... not to mention her outspoken personality, and sharp brain, most men were intimidated by her...<br />Well, its not her fault that her Dad was a wealthy hard working industrial mogul with businesses all over the world...<br />It wasn't her fault that most men were weaklings...<br />Pity about Jean Pierre though...but gosh those French men could do magic with their tongues...<br />Thinking about Jean Pierre's former ministrations to the nether parts of her anatomy sent shivers down her spine....<br />Jamilia buzzed the hostess and ordered for champagne. <br />It came fast.<br />As she put the glass to her lips, the beverage hit her throat in an exquisite explosion of sensuality..<br />Life was good...<br />So damn good...<br /><br />To be Continued...Adehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08744812657908873027noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1732625334944368017.post-47977256322754120662009-11-08T16:08:00.001-08:002009-11-08T16:16:31.770-08:00MPSI was gonna title this post "Terrorism" because I have been terrorizing people, not in the way of blowing up people...no no no...But I didn't want google on my ass. So its blank.<br />I haven't been releasing poisonous gas, but natural gas.<br />Let me explain.<br /><br />It all started some days ago, when M, the ugandan au-pair, gave me beans and dodo for lunch. Since then, I have sorta been releasing silent dangerous gas.<br />One day we were all in the car.<br />My brain sent a signal to my stomach.<br />"Dude...its time to release the nerve gas"<br />Stomach goes "Yessir!" next thing...<br />A silent "pffffff" and a "nice" smell filled the car.<br />And of course as a sharp naija boi, I had to wind down the window, and put on my innocent face. Before innocents were harmed...haha!<br />Last night, I was farting at the rate of 5 farts every 10 mins...(Maybe)<br />So lets calculate the Fart Rate, or Mess rate(MR)<br /><br />MR= 5/10*60 =5/600<br />so my MR is 0.00833 MPS(MEss per second).<br />Chei! Beans!<br />I am sure it was the beans. Well, so I have a mess rate of 0.00833.<br />Whats yours ehn?<br />Lol.<br />Am I the world champion? Will I get the gold medal at the next MessOlympics or Fartolympics where all contestants will first demolish a whole plate of beans before taking part?<br />Men.<br />You should have seen me in church. I hadn't even had breakfast.<br />Yet I maintained a steady MR.<br />Luckily, there was an extra row between me and the next person...<br />Hehe...<br />I feel my belly rumbling..<br />See you guys later!Adehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08744812657908873027noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1732625334944368017.post-45418208769405632142009-11-07T06:44:00.000-08:002009-11-07T06:54:07.599-08:00A lot has been happening. I have been working on my alternate career, and a whole lot of things. The job search is going on well. A company in Amsterdam sent me some programming test which was worded in a fuzzy way, because they wanted to "test" my analytical skills..so your guy took 2 cups of coffee and worked all night and slept 5 that morning, and handed in the assignment. I felt really bad ass, cus I hadn't done that in ages.<br />I now had to extend my visa in this yeye country. Luckily, the woman who helped me was Ghanaian, and we talked quite well, but nna men, the visa cost was absolutely too much. I paid close to 500 euros, chei! All because I was extending my stay here. So the thing almost cleaned me out, but jah dey sha.<br />My relationship with R is going on nicely. There have been some challenges, but Gods been faithful, keeping me, and shes been a source of joy and support to me anyways.<br />I am watching a program on AIT uk. I haven't seen naija TV in ages, makes me feel like I am back at home. I see so many tight sexy orobos on TV, but R has made it clear that I am now her "Territory", and she won't allow me near any orobos :-) (In a nice way).<br />Imagine, mumsie went to open my facebook (through my sisters page), and was now questioning me to know if I have traveled anywhere and all that. I wonder o, but well, I got my own life to live.<br />Anyways, life is good, and I believe its getting even better!<br />Ciao people, and I will write when things get better...Adehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08744812657908873027noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1732625334944368017.post-10540087133440239562009-10-22T08:20:00.000-07:002009-10-22T08:50:25.397-07:00Arising...Alright. I said it. I said the warrior in me won't let me get down, or be depressed...even if I want to. *Sigh<br /><br />So it picked up like an automatic recovery mechanism...<br /><br />I actually slept late much later after I had put up my "Father help me" post... R actually woke me up, got up at 5 minutes to one...in the afternoon. We basically spoke and we talked anyways...<br />So I sat down and looked at my life. I realize its easy to whine and complain, but I needed to make changes. So I decided to make some. And I set new goals.<br /><br />1. By the end of next year, I would have moved out of this country, to a place I have in mind, and it will be smooth and easy.<br /><br />So, with that in mind, I also had an epiphany. The situation with R, might be almost the same as my last real relationship, down to all the challenges...but I do have a choice, and I am at a different level of consciousness than I was a year, and 2 years ago..<br />So yeah I have decided to focus on my goals, and greatness, and giving R, the best that I can. I trust God to direct my path, and prevent me from stumbling. I cannot afford to focus on things I cannot control, or are not important...<br />If it turns out that R and I are not meant to be...let it all end or run smoothly :-)<br />Instead of worrying, I can focus on my future and the greatness I have to offer myself, and the world...<br />Men, I am 10 feet tall and bulletproof! I no fit shout :-)<br />I feel empowered and in control...I have chosen to be a victor today 22/10/2009. So help me God.<br />Jah dey sha.Adehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08744812657908873027noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1732625334944368017.post-29082919127663283182009-10-21T18:45:00.000-07:002009-10-21T19:10:27.360-07:00Father...help me....I am writing this at home started 3.45 in the morning, and I am sad..sad to the extent that tears are actually present...flowing....<br /><br />Its a bit crazy so lemme start. I dated someone (yeah its a woman), I felt I was going to get married to. I invested my life, body and heart, and even though I had my own flaws...I still tried to make it work. It was so bad, the fights would leave my right arm weak. After the end of July, I walked away. That was a 3 year relationship.<br />It was something I had to hold on to, because over here, in this strange land, I was all by myself. Everyone carrying their own cross. I tried working on myself, to be the rock, to be superman, but I guess every superman's got their kryptonite.<br /><br />I ran into some other issues here. Tough ones. But I had my best buddy here, but he had to go back to naija. So I was left by myself. Then I met D. D, was from the Islands..and she was someone I could talk to. I remember being here all by myself on a sunday, and she was around, and I made her some Eba...she liked it.<br />We rolled together for a bit, and she's a nice person, but it wasn't gelling. I didn't think it would be right to take advantage of her, so I stopped. But still remained friends and civil with her. After all, I did step up to her, right?<br /><br />All this was in the wake of looking for a new crib, and not yet seeing any dividends from my biz...though I will persist till I succeed. I found out that the government here chains all migrants to their day jobs. So doing anything extra to fetch cash, like starting your own biz, writing your own books, is seen as illegal. So I knew it was time to bail. I also had one other major issue which I wont discuss here, but was equally as challenging. I was bankrupt, barely surviving. I made a lot of bad financial decisions this year. I take responsibility. I do not blame anyone.<br /><br />I was strong, took it in good faith.<br />Then I met R.<br /><br />R was.... wonderful. We had attended the same university in naija, and I used to admire her from a distance. Then, I was a geek, and just focusing on making a first class. I had a WILD streak inside me, but I buried it, cus university was my last chance to make something of myself.<br />I met R, 2 months ago via facebook. Gosh, she was what I wanted in a woman, funny, down to earth, committed to raising a home, and she respected my wisdom and wanted me to mentor her..<br />During my times here, she became my companion. I tried not to rush things, but something became obvious, like I was repeating the pattern of my 3 year relationship..<br /><br />R was wonderful. I didnt think of her as a rebound. I couldn't wait to hear her voice. Then...we found out we had different religions....first red flag, I guess....but I didn't care...I'd been down that road before...<br /><br />Then I sorta found out some ish I didnt really really like, about her. And I tried to show love, and compassion, and not to fall apart like I did back then in my 3 year relationship...<br />But it didn't happen, and she suggested, we let go...we tried fasting about it...<br />But it just blew up this night...<br />And well, I decided to let go....<br />I lay in bed, and thought of if I gave this as a speech, and I began crying. Yeah, strong me. The pillar of inspiration...began shedding tears.<br />I didn't shed any tears when my 3 year relationship ended...<br />But I shed tears for R...<br /><br />Because I seem to have repeated the same pattern, almost down to everything, that I had in my former real relationship...<br />Religion, seeing stuff I didn't like....leaving...<br />And I cant go through the mental torture again...<br /><br />I am tired of being along, tired of living in this strange land by myself, tired of coming home to an empty house..<br /><br />I know this is part of the walk towards my destiny, but like Jesus, I want this cup taken away from me.<br /><br />I find someone I like...gosh, I loved R...<br />But shes gone, and I think I gotta let go..<br /><br />I wish God wud hear me and show me who I am meant to marry for Gods sake...am tired of seeing everyone around me get hitched. My best buddy went back to naija because of this..<br /><br />I fucking miss R. And I am asking myself, why this same cycle had to repeat itself again.<br /><br />The only thing is it took 3 months instead of 3 years...<br /><br />And even though I want to feel down, the warrior in me wont let me do so...<br /><br />Shit!<br /><br />Father help me, I can't sleep.<br /><br />R... I am sorry, if you ever read this. Maybe I am writing this to....I dunno...<br />But I think these tears are real.<br />And blogging gives me therapy, I think.<br /><br />Sorry R, that I couldn't handle it....I wish you the best...<br />Tried not to judge but I guess it all blew up...<br /><br />There are many fishes in the sea, but theres only one R.<br />I feel relieved, I feel sad, I wish u were in my arms.<br /><br />If you are reading this, and you leave a foolish comment...God help you. <br />Even men grieve. Let me be.<br />But if you have something encouraging to say, fine.<br /><br />I am going back to my life, and to walk the road towards my greatness...<br />Father help me....I am alone.Adehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08744812657908873027noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1732625334944368017.post-77109376395754882892009-10-06T08:07:00.001-07:002009-10-06T09:00:13.377-07:00BackIts been ages since I blogged....since July..wow! 3 months popping. Well, a lots been happening, where do I start from?<br />I'm now single again, and in no hurry to settle down again. I have been working a lot on myself, and adding value to people, and all that. Ive set new goals, and my life is now on Turbo pilot right now, but I aint worried because it will be fine.<br />I'm tired of this country, and working on my bail out plan. I cant stay in a place where the government has stupid laws prohibiting foreigners from earning money from other sources out of their day jobs. Were alasho.<br />Anyways sha, I miss home, miss the babes, the street, most especially the honeyz.<br />I came 3rd in my Toastmasters Table topics competition last week, I also was on the organizing committee... working my butt of..man, e no easy.<br />Something happened to me today...I ran into a blast from the past...I dunno if its a good thing or not.<br />Anyways. I wonder whats happening in my country. Its gotten to the extent that I do not like to even read Nigerian newspapers or sites, because they are filled with so much negativity and taking that into you every morning isn't going to help me at all.<br />I have some very wonderful female friends in my life God has blessed me with. Its funny...I wonder when or how my spouse will show up.<br />Speaking of spouses, everyones getting hitched. Gone were the days when guys wanted to make as much cash as possible before that. I mean, I know 2 of my guys still studying for their MSC's at my former university...yeah, that university which almost drove me mad...and they just ran back home and got hitched. It shows the ladies that they don't need to panic, because there are still guys who keep to their promises.<br />Me, though, with the sort of things going through my head then, I wasn't even seriously considering getting married. All my thoughts were about finishing the MSc as soon as possible! <br />Anyways sha, I wish everyone the best. I believe I am walking on my own path, and God help us all :-)<br />I have a brainwave for a new Straffe Okon novel..<br />Wud keep una posted.Adehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08744812657908873027noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1732625334944368017.post-76442853772385616172009-07-05T13:30:00.000-07:002009-09-10T09:11:38.698-07:00Agent S Okon 7<span style="font-weight:bold;">Reader Discretion is Advised</span><br /><br />As he lay bruised and bleeding on the ground, straffe wondered how his life had come to this. He remembered after he had finished with <a href="http://wavemasta.blogspot.com/2008/11/agent-straffe-okon-6.html">Li Chang</a>, and being debriefed by Ibrahim, in the deep subterranean offices of the CABAL.<br />Ibrahim looked really serious, at least this time he wasn't watching porn. He remembered looking at the contents of the disc which Li Chang had given him after a round of earth shattering sex. <br /><span style="font-style:italic;">"Okon, I have never known another man like you"</span>, the assassin purred in his ear, licking the outer area with her tongue, her voluptuous bosom heaving up and down. "I wanted so much to be taken by 'him', but you are like no other". By 'him' she meant the enigmatic chinaman. The shadowy figure behind the recent wave of female kidnappings in lagos state. Most of the victims were prostitutes, or girls no one would care about, so this ruled out MEND. Besides this had nothing to do with oil.<br /><br />The chinaman was using the females as test subjects for something called 'Operation Black Magic' a project involving the use of DNA extracted from Nigerians to synthesize a 'fountain of youth' formula. Anyone who ingested this was instantly rejuvenated. And such a drug would sell for millions on the black market, so this was something a lot of international businessmen had a stake in.<br />They had gotten the location of the lab, where the final test was meant to be done, and after that, the chinaman was going to leave Nigeria finally with the prototype, which would be further synthesized beyond the shores of this country.<br />'We have to stop the final test Okon!' Ibrahim boomed. 'If we allow them to leave with the prototype, it will trigger a genocide, involving our people!'<br /><br />The idea of a world without his big beautiful naija sisters, and being consigned to a lifetime of friendship with his right hand, held no appeal for our hero. Actually he didn't need his right hand since other nationalities were available, but you get the picture.<br />So, he had located the secret lab, taken out the guards, and was about to strap explosives to the containment chamber holding the chemicals, when he felt a numbing pain between his shoulder blades. He collapsed on the ground, and as he struggled to get up, a foot caught him in his ribs, followed by a left hook to his jaw. He went down again, and through a red haze, he could make out the features of his attacker.<br />High cheek bones, distinctly Asian, or Chinese, slanted eyes. <br />'Who are you?' he gasped.....<br />I am 'Nuo Long Tin' the man sneered. 'Wait, the Chinaman!' Okon exclaimed. 'Yes I am called that in some circles' the man said. 'And I can tell you came here to stop me, but you cannot hope to defeat me'. The man went into a martial arts stance, and launched a kick at Okons chest. At the last moment he moved out of the way. No way he was getting injured. Since his country didn't have health insurance..<br />Nuo Long Tin stalked him like a cat. 'I am a trained killer, and have killed with my bare hands.' 'I have also trained in advanced martial arts', he bragged.<br /><br />'But I sabi one tin wey u no sabi' Okon said in pidgin english...<br />What did you say? asked the chinaman...<br />'This', Okon said, as he kicked the chinaman in the balls. Twice. Hard. The man went down like a bowling pin. He noticed a measuring cylinder or something similar and slammed it over the mans head. Not as effective as a Star or Gulder bottle, but effective.<br />Later on, following a call to the CABAL's clean-up crew, the unconscious Nuo Long Tin, was bound, and taken away, and the chemicals,destroyed. Okon was nowhere to be found.<br /><br />'Why isn't he answering his cell phone?' Ibrahim asked in exasperation. He'd been trying to call Staffe for days, but the agent wasn't picking up his calls. He was also grumpy as his wife had found his porn collection, and was getting all spiritual on him..<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">EPILOGUE</span><br /><br />The woman moaned with pleasure, feeling the waves ride down the base of her spine, as he licked the insides of her thick thighs slowly, ever so slowly, till he got to her enormous backside, which he began to bite softly....the woman moaned even louder, as she felt the throes of an orgasm consume her...again, for the fifth time.<br />The man bent her over, and slid inside her, holding her large ass...'Nackson aint got nothing on me', he thought, as he ignored the buzz of his cellphone as he pounded inside her hard. He felt himself, about to come....as his orgasm arrived, he smiled....<br />His name was Straffe Okon, and he was doing what he did best. ....Adehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08744812657908873027noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1732625334944368017.post-18395269830095900572009-06-28T14:59:00.001-07:002009-06-28T15:31:42.328-07:00Tribute to MJI was on facebook a couple of nights ago, and I saw status messages about Micheal Jacksons death. I was like, hell no...MJ was one of those people that you just felt would be around for ages. I went up to check CNN, and I Stayed up waiting for a confirmation, till it came around 2 am my time, that the legend had passed on...<br />I wanted to do a post about MJ but I was sooo lazy about it..but he deserves it...so here goes:<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">I remember when I was young, in what seems like a lifetime ago..<br />seeing this guy on TV with amazing dance steps..<br />Absolutely fascinating to a young kid like me...<br />My older sis had paper and magazine clips of you...<br />She used to keep em in an album.<br />Although now shes spiro (Spiritual), so she might deny that (lol)<br />I wanted to do a drawing of you, and I asked her how to spell 'Jackson'<br />Thats when I discovered that 'son' wasn't 'sin'<br />I watched 'Thriller' with my neighbors then, and I remember us running to the far corner of the room<br />cus we felt em zombies were actually coming for us<br />I actually got the thriller album as a gift then...<br />And even though you evolved as time went by.<br />You were an inspiration to kids, dancers, and all alike<br />I watched the video to learn how to moonwalk<br />All in a bid to attract chicks of course..hehe<br />I am sorry about the parasites you had around you<br />I am sure those allegations were fake anyways<br />Fools wanting to reap where they didn't sow..<br />I am watching ginuwine on TV now<br />I'm sure you inspired him in some way..<br />Well dude, hope you are in a better place...<br />Maybe 'thrilling' the angels...<br />I'm sorry about your lost childhood and stuff..<br />I have my opinion but make dem no kan sue me..<br />I got into university, and my boys and I (Fellow geeks)<br />were eating lunch at one buka (You wont know that)<br />And 'smooth criminal' came on...<br />And we stayed behind watching the video..<br />Even Ike, the most hardened cynic of us all...<br />Was tripping for your stepping...<br />Instead of studying, we were reading MJ102..<br />When some fools who felt they were cool..<br />Wanted to make fun of me....<br />They used to call me 'wacko jacko'<br />I only later discovered what it meant..<br />Well man, I have to go..<br />'Beat it' just came on the TV..<br />As a thought, I wonder how you had a doc in the house<br />And you still had cardiac arrest..<br />Hmm, well dat na my own sha..<br />God knows all and will judge accordingly<br />You made us blacks proud..<br />Even with your skin issues and all...<br />RIP bro...<br />You ARE a legend..<br />And I don't think anyone will ever take your crown..<br /></span><br />Wavemasta..<br /><br />Just found this video explaining why you did stuff to your skin..<br />Amazing how people just like to judge..<br />But I guess we humans are like that..<br />MJ sun re o! (Sleep well o!)<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/15TSEKXXIvI&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/15TSEKXXIvI&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />PS: If you drop a comment, please drop a line for MJ...no hating please...thanks!Adehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08744812657908873027noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1732625334944368017.post-40283557756452172232009-06-17T03:22:00.000-07:002009-06-17T06:08:57.900-07:00Ouch! I had my wisdom teeth taken out, on the left side of my mouth...now my left ear has an ache, and my teeth also in that region...whats a brother supposed to do...all because I wan do fine boy? And I went to the bone surgeon's twice....today he just told me there was nothing he could do, and that I should give it time. I got some pain killers (Which I had to ask for), and thats it.<br />I have been very lazy, and left off martial arts training for like 2 weeks now...I need to get back and practice again... Toastmasters was nice..I won a speaker award last meeting..and someone said its a Nigerian thing, referring to my ability to be spontaneous and to come up with ideas on the spot. My friend told me he didn't want to sound nasty, but he felt it was inborn, i.e that we were all smooth talkers, and he mentioned he'd met some of us who were con-artists....the way my guy was like 'Damn! You guys are good' expression. Anyways he agreed with me that it's just a few of us using our 'talents' for bad things, and obviously they all know (Thanks to people like me), that not all Nigerians are like that. I have made myself, an unofficial one-man ambassador of Nigeria, ko easy sha, but I dey try.<br /><br />On the chicks side, men, my armor seems to be cracking...see, this prayer of 'Lead us not into temptation' men, some kinds of temptations exist such that, you will walk into it as if you are in a trance...Now, even though I don't condone infidelity in any side of the relationship (Man, or woman), I now understand how some men fall...I just think God loves me specially, and he manages to yank me out of stuff ...lol..<br /><br />For our next toastmasters meeting, I am helping someone with her speech, and it involves me dressing up as a chick...the woman doing the speech is bringing me a wig and a wrapper. Guys, don't roll eyes..this is me...wavemasta...lover of all women big and beautiful (Well, beauty is a plus, but as long as all the 'assets' are present....lol) so, I haven't changed my sexual orientation, or decided to wear women's thongs, and no I am not trying to 'channel my inner woman'..so make una relax.<br /><br />I haven't been to church in 2 weeks, I gotta go this week...its just that men, my church far small, and as I haven't bought the Audi yet, yes I know excuses hexcuses...hehe..don't worry my soul is intact.<br /><br />I had a good laugh with a naija friend, looking at some chicks facebook pictures. Women, I love you all, but please, if you don't have a large butt, or a shapely butt, then do not, take those back shot pictures where the lady is looking over her shoulder...I mean this womans own was FLAT...I mean, I could drive a car on it, and not hit any bumps or 'pot-holes' (lol)....My guy was trying to defend the chick telling me that her breasts could compensate for the flatness of the behind, but I staunchly told him...no no....I mean what if I wanted to ...*er.... you know what? Some kid might be reading this...lemme leave the raunchy stuff up to some people.<br /><br />*Sigh...Life is good anyways...<br /><br />I have a question for you people...can a dude really be monogamous? I mean, I used to think so, but events have been happening and I have been philosophizing about it...funny how much time you got to think when you live alone...<br />Now I am not asking this question because I have 'plans'....its just a question...I know female folk can stay more than 2 years without it...but can a dude do that? Even if he might not wanna hit it...he still might want to test his 'hunter' instinct...this is no battle of the sexes..just been doing some thinking..<br /><br />Anyways, I gotta go chop...remember make love, and not war..Adehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08744812657908873027noreply@blogger.com2