<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:08:31.641-07:00</updated><category term='GIRLS'/><category term='Meme'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='RAV 4'/><category term='crying'/><category term='toe nails'/><category term='awards'/><category term='chores'/><category term='EF'/><category term='My gay ex'/><category term='2007'/><category term='prison break'/><category term='JOB'/><category term='SUITORS'/><category term='new gig'/><category term='vals day'/><category term='true love'/><category term='phone'/><category term='nigerian universities'/><category term='Posh and Becks'/><category term='auditions'/><category term='Agbalumo'/><title type='text'>The crazy thoughts in my head</title><subtitle type='html'>The crazy things in my head</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-6359669891873768845</id><published>2008-04-27T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T12:14:18.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Least Likely Meme</title><content type='html'>Hairdo I'm least likely to rock: Low cut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habit I'm least likely to kick: Spending Long Hours on the internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Car I'm least likely to drive: Beetle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fashion trend I'm least likely to try: Leggings- Dont like them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hobby I'm least likely to take up: Knitting or Gardening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV show I'm least likely to appear on: Survivor....The bachelor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popular food I'm least likely to try: Sushi- Im not a fan of Fish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disorder I'm least likely to develop: Alcoholism- I know when to stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the people I know, I am the least likely to: Spend money on designer Clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as future ambition goes, I'm least likely to: go into Medicine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-6359669891873768845?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/6359669891873768845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=6359669891873768845' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/6359669891873768845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/6359669891873768845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2008/04/least-likely-meme.html' title='The Least Likely Meme'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-4348508752766142704</id><published>2008-03-03T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T05:39:02.727-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GIRLS'/><title type='text'>Girls like her.......</title><content type='html'>I have this girlfriend, she's so lucky, in her career and especially with guys. She just seems to have everything under control. She's in her 20's, she has a great job and has guys eating out of the palm of her hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, girls like her just walk into a room &amp;amp;half the guys in the room want to talk to her, want to know her, want to spoil her. I have seen important men lose their composure because of this chick. She's pretty, has a nice figure and is a nice person (nothing out of the ordinary).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls like her dont have to train guys, they dont have to tell them to send flowers to her just BECAUSE&lt;br /&gt;Girls like her are approached by the most eligible men.&lt;br /&gt;Girls like her are spoiled with designer jewellry, clothes, accessories &amp;amp; holidays to exotic places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the other day, within 30 minutes of meeting the owner of an electronics store, the guy offered to give her the biggest plasma tv in his store. She thought he was joking, but he was already giving his people orders to load it in a truck for delivery to her house. She turned it down.&lt;br /&gt;What is it about girls like HER???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-4348508752766142704?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/4348508752766142704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=4348508752766142704' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/4348508752766142704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/4348508752766142704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2008/03/girls-like-her.html' title='Girls like her.......'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-1250146622173161172</id><published>2008-01-16T03:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T06:36:10.348-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new gig'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toe nails'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awards'/><title type='text'>A HAPPY NEW YEAR INDEED!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! Within the first two weeks of this fabulous year, i have been so blessed, so lucky, so happy!!!&lt;br /&gt;I just got a tv gig and its going to be huge by God's Grace!&lt;br /&gt;Just won a Major award and i am soooo......overwhelmed, so happy!&lt;br /&gt;Took the award to work the next day and u should have seen some people's faces........meeeennn!!! They were pained! I dont understand how U cant just be happy for people who are doing well around U!&lt;br /&gt;BF was nominated as well but he didnt win, He really worked hard last year &amp;amp; i hope he wins next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else is going...........my toe nails are black.........i feel sooooo goth, sooo strong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-1250146622173161172?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/1250146622173161172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=1250146622173161172' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/1250146622173161172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/1250146622173161172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year-indeed.html' title='A HAPPY NEW YEAR INDEED!'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-8445553876478337860</id><published>2007-12-24T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T05:51:28.307-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>LIKE play..........LIKE play.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Like play like Joke, its the end of the year again. I wont say 2007 flew by but it was a bit fast. 2007- The year that welcomed me with a gun in my face- (see my old post)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2007- The year of many lessons learnt- The most important of them of all, is not to take God for granted especially when it comes to paying tithes. I made a lot of money early in the year and somehow did not pay my tithes, lets just say...............i was broke for a long time after that until i got a clue and started paying my tithes again.........You may not believe it...........but Ive made more money than i ever earned in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2007- My year of girliness- This year, My hair was ALMOST always on point! I wore more dresses, skirts and heels than i had ever worn since i was a child. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2007- The year of dodging married men. For some reason, i became very attractive to married or almost married men and I'm proud to say i successfully dodged all of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2007- The year i saw Diddy, Neyo, Rihanna, Lil Kim, Brick &amp;amp; Lace, Amerie, John Legend, Brian Mcknight, Sisqo, Evelyn Champagne King,  Caron Wheeler from soul 2 soul, Kelly Rowland in the flesh. I spoke with 112, Donell Jones, Sisqo, Brian Mcknight, Caron Wheeler&amp;amp; Brick &amp;amp; Lace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2007- It was the year i did things i never thought i had the nerve to: like dance salsa on TV &amp;amp; audition for a major TV network.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It was a year full of surprises, twists, turns and lots of hidden blessings. A year i fell in love with my family again and a year that they got on my last nerve! A year that i realized that anger is too time consuming, its a year i learnt to say F*ck it! to things/situations/people who would have normally ticked me off. I learned to think outside the box. Its the year i learnt to PRAY &amp;amp; PRAY seriously. I'm no Pastor but Prayer works! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm glad to see the year 2007 end because I'm looking forward to endless possibilities in 2008. Have a great NEW YEAR, GOD BLESS &amp;amp; BE SAFE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-8445553876478337860?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/8445553876478337860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=8445553876478337860' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/8445553876478337860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/8445553876478337860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2007/12/like-playlike-play.html' title='LIKE play..........LIKE play.........'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-6818275923064581287</id><published>2007-12-04T14:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T14:46:48.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Vacation!</title><content type='html'>Im on leave at the moment............having the time of my life! see u guys when i get back........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-6818275923064581287?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/6818275923064581287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=6818275923064581287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/6818275923064581287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/6818275923064581287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2007/12/on-vacation.html' title='On Vacation!'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-7717398905977931474</id><published>2007-11-02T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T04:52:38.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chores'/><title type='text'>Undomestic- is that a word???</title><content type='html'>I&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; confess. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Undomestic&lt;/span&gt;! Dunno if its a word..............what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; trying to say is.....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HATE WASHING DISHES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HATE WASHING CLOTHES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HATE DUSTING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HATE IRONING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HATE SCRUBBING AND MOPPING FLOORS OR BATHROOMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; hate cooking, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; just not that delighted about it! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not the girl who sits and writes recipes and plans to cook this or that special meal...........its just not me...........&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'd&lt;/span&gt; rather go out to eat................its even one of my hobbies.........i love trying out new things at restaurants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOW BEFORE YOU START DROPPING COMMENTS ABOUT HOW I BETTER BE DOMESTIC BECAUSE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'M&lt;/span&gt; AFRICAN &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;BLA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;BLA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;BLA&lt;/span&gt;.............LET ME TELL YOU THIS................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; had a maid in the last 12 years, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; used to doing most of the house work especially now that my siblings are away at school, i do all the house work. I cook, i clean, i sweep, i mop..............i do it all...........I HATE IT! but i do it! I ESPECIALLY HATE WASHING DISHES!! I always become angry as i scrub away at the dishes, the forks...........the mugs...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not the only one who feels this way! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;undomestic&lt;/span&gt;! so what? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; no Mary Poppins!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-7717398905977931474?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/7717398905977931474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=7717398905977931474' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/7717398905977931474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/7717398905977931474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2007/11/undomestic-is-that-word.html' title='Undomestic- is that a word???'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-7103894412244847456</id><published>2007-10-29T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T04:27:53.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I look like her</title><content type='html'>She's 5ft 4 inches, Im 5ft 7inches&lt;br /&gt;she's  big boned, im big boned&lt;br /&gt;she's light skinned, has bow legs, big hips, small waist-  im dark skinned, have slightly bow legs, ive got hips too and what would have been a small waist (if i can stop eating so much junk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has a flat forehead, cute nose and high cheek bones- I have the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She always smiling and is so patient - im not always smiling, i am so impatient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's conservative- Im liberal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves naija movies- I dont like them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's in her 40's - im in my 20's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's my mother- Im her daughter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-7103894412244847456?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/7103894412244847456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=7103894412244847456' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/7103894412244847456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/7103894412244847456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-look-like-her.html' title='I look like her'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-8151925727843115161</id><published>2007-10-25T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T07:11:07.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>part 2</title><content type='html'>He dropped me off and i gave him my number as promised. I couldnt concentrate during class cos i could nt believe what i just did! He could have been a serial killer! I walked back to my apartment after class. A few minutes later I recieved a phone call..............It was him ..............he wanted to get something to eat. .............He picked me up and we went to eat, while eating............we talked..........&lt;br /&gt;He was 25, owned a construction company and business was good, hence the car, the bling on his neck and wrist and his designer clothes. He also recently became a father. He had a one month old son and his baby mama............she came with a LOT of drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him about myself................i was 20, about to graduate.......i just had an aciident with my first car....bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he took a good look at me and says: "The reason i stopped to pick you up, is because i find you very attractive.............I dont mean no disrespect.............but check this out................i dont want to know if you have a man, i dont care if you have a man...........how about you swing by my place a couple of times , spend some time with me and i'll hook you up with some cash................you are a college student and students always need cash..............Im not looking for a relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say: I dont roll like that..............i dont do stuff like that and though im shocked that you would even consider saying stuff like this to me..............at leatst you were being real and straight to the point..........and i kinda appreciate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He smiles and says " I knew you would say no, you look too innocent anyway............"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continued to gist until he dropped me off at my apartment and i never saw him again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-8151925727843115161?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/8151925727843115161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=8151925727843115161' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/8151925727843115161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/8151925727843115161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2007/10/part-2.html' title='part 2'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-1876791487648277097</id><published>2007-10-19T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T14:19:59.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Really Random.......traffic in lagos..........my first car</title><content type='html'>Hey you guys!! its been a while! how are u? i trust that you are all doing&lt;br /&gt;well! I'm doing well too, Ive been working my butt off. My thoughts are so&lt;br /&gt;scattered right now and i don't know where or how to begin...........here&lt;br /&gt;goes.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traffic in Lagos has been STUPID!!!! Just plain stupid!! I don't know how long&lt;br /&gt;it takes to do road construction but those HI-TECH guys on OZUMBA MBADIWE&lt;br /&gt;take the award for the slowest and most retarded construction company ever! I&lt;br /&gt;have to leave home like 3 hrs before my show so i can get to the station on&lt;br /&gt;time. Driving in Lagos is not easy o, from dodging potholes to dodging the&lt;br /&gt;crazy okadas that feel the need to cut in front of you at will, to the&lt;br /&gt;beggars of all ages and ailments to the hungry ass police officers and lastma&lt;br /&gt;officials to the local govt officials in ugly purple  uniforms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of my show............i have a new shift now and I'm loving it! I&lt;br /&gt;actually have a life now! I have more free time and i sleep better! That's not&lt;br /&gt;to say i didn't go through a whole lot of drama when i started my new shift. I&lt;br /&gt;really don't feel like going into detail but one of my colleagues was upset&lt;br /&gt;that he didn't get the shift so he took it upon himself to tell everyone who&lt;br /&gt;would listen that i "lobbied" for the job. I was a bit upset but I'm cool now.&lt;br /&gt;He seems to have gotten over the disappointment too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for BF and I..........I made the mistake of telling my mother that BF AND&lt;br /&gt;i  have been discussing marriage and the woman almost went ballistic with&lt;br /&gt;excitement, now every time we are alone, she asks me about him, how he's&lt;br /&gt;doing, his family, his business and so on........she's been hinting me about&lt;br /&gt;what colors look nice for a wedding like her favourite color "pink"- yuck!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to other things..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was driving today and somehow i started thinking about my first car, i got my first car in august 2004 and i lost it November 2004. My first car was a green Nissan something....cant remember now, i bought it for a $1000 from my cousin who was going to war (she was in the us army). It was a nice clean car, power windows, nice CD player. That car took me &amp;amp; my girls on many road trips, it was very fuel efficient and though it had a few problems, i didn't spend too much money on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fateful evening, i accompanied my then ex-boyfriend Al to "club innuendo" or "club inferno" (really cant remember) It was a gay club and they were having a drag queen pageant. The pageant was interesting there was a talent segment, evening gown segment and even a swim wear segment. I know many of you are wondering why i attended such....... i was curious that's all. It was the most flamboyant, glamorous pageant i ever watched. A lot of those drag queens looked waaayyyyy better than myself and a lot of "real women" i know. Anyways, i had fun that night, i danced, i cheered, got a bit tipsy and at the end of the night, i was really tired. Al did everything he could to persuade me to spend the night but i refused.&lt;br /&gt;So I got on the freeway back to my apartment about 25 mins away. It was freezing cold, the roads were practically deserted and not to mention it was 4am in the morning. I put on my radio, and turned on the heat, i guess i got so warm and comfortable that i started dosing. By the time i woke up, i was heading for the median at 70miles per hour, so i panicked and turned the steering wheel forcefully to the right, while (foolishly) leaving leaving my right foot on the gas (accelerator). The whole car swung around facing the other coming cars and hit the other median in the process. All this happened in less than a minute, i could not believe it, i thought i was dreaming...............a few minutes ago, i was kissing Al goodbye, the next thing  i know, i see smoke rising from the bonnet. The whole bonnet looked like crumpled paper and the car ouldnt even start, the radiator was bent and so much more........... 5 minutes later, the police  showed up, they towed my car for me and called me a cab. I was so miserable the next day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beloved car was gone. No more driving my car to class with my stereo turned up so loud and everyone is trying to see whose music is turned up so loud. All of a sudden, i became a pedestrian!! I stayed in bed for the whole day crying , i forced my self to go for my evening class and as i was walking with my head down, hair pulled back in a ponytail, no makeup, no earrings, random seater and faded jeans on.......i was really feeling sorry for myself............then this shiny black cadillac escalade with tinted windows pulls up next to me, the window rolls don and some black dude yells "Yo baby can i get yo number". Normally i would have rolled my eyes and kept on walking............I dont know what got into me that day, I looked at him, smiled and said..."I'll give you my number, if you take me to class". He said ok and opened the door, I jumped in (To be continued)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-1876791487648277097?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/1876791487648277097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=1876791487648277097' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/1876791487648277097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/1876791487648277097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2007/10/really-randomtraffic-in-lagosmy-first.html' title='Really Random.......traffic in lagos..........my first car'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-1735364452868519520</id><published>2007-09-17T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T07:51:46.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salsa  dancing , vj search &amp; all</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This weekend was crazy, tiring and exciting all in one. First, I got to endorse toothpaste and dance salsa at the same time. You remember that audition i went for a few months ago where i was made to dance? Well, they called me back and offered me a job for one day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;, i went to get my make up done and did my thing alongside  the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wildchild&lt;/span&gt;. It was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sunday- Off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fantasy land&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ikoyi&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;MTV&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mtn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;vj&lt;/span&gt; search! I got there at 8.45am and i was #342!!! After hours of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;queueing&lt;/span&gt;, i did the first audition, we were told wait around after that. Around 12noon, the semi finalists were announced and i was one of them! I was so happy! We did a second audition/interview and then around 6.30pm, they announced the 5 finalists out of the over 600 people auditioned that day, i was one of them again!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We got on stage, we were told to introduce songs like we were already &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;vj's&lt;/span&gt;, then we were told to ask &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;olu&lt;/span&gt; maintain (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;yahoozee&lt;/span&gt;) one question each, after which we waited in suspense for them to announce the winner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I felt like i was in a pageant, you know that part of the pageant where the runners up are announced and the queen is announced? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Anyway&lt;/span&gt;, the girl standing right next to me was announced as the winner, i gave her a hug and wished her all the best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was a bit bummed but its alright, i guess it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How was your weekend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-1735364452868519520?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/1735364452868519520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=1735364452868519520' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/1735364452868519520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/1735364452868519520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2007/09/salsa-dancing-vj-search-all.html' title='Salsa  dancing , vj search &amp; all'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-1162597776169210929</id><published>2007-08-19T08:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T10:04:50.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage and Kids.</title><content type='html'>Bf and I were talking about marriage yesterday and he said he wants to get married next year..........i laughed and laughed and laughed (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;! u get the point) I just see marriage as such a "Grown up" thing. I guess i still see myself as very young sometimes. He then mentioned kids and i froze all over! Am i scared of labor pains? Hell yes! Am i worried that having kids will affect my figure and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; have to work out like hell to get it back?? Hell yes! Am i worried that i wont be a good mother or that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; too self absorbed sometimes or impatient to take care of another human being? HELL YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wants 4 kids, i say i want 2 and they better be twins. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; get me wrong, i like babies, they are cute and cuddly and everything but they also change your life forever.&lt;br /&gt;I was watching a young mother and her 3 or 4 yr old today at a fast food restaurant, the boy made a mess of his food, then proceeded to climb on the chairs, the tables and at a point he was singing at the top of his voice and swinging from a pole. Now this might be normal restless behavior for a child but i was already irritated. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know..........am i weird?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-1162597776169210929?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/1162597776169210929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=1162597776169210929' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/1162597776169210929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/1162597776169210929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2007/08/marriage-and-kids.html' title='Marriage and Kids.'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-5846688632884810222</id><published>2007-08-09T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T02:46:11.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I tried..............</title><content type='html'>I know you guys think i've been lazy again but i swear i havent been lazy! This bloody blogger website just refused to open up anytime i had the urge to blog. Seriously, i tried over 7 times and finally today, it opened!!! Yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets start from my birthday- I received so many calls &amp; text messages from friends, family, fans and people i dont even know. Thank you all. God bless u! It was a very quiet birthday, i hung out with my friends during the day, then at night i went out to dinner with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and guess what?- i took 2 wks leave- My first leave in almost 3 yrs, it was a wonderful feeling to sleep in &amp; watch TV.  I also watched the complete first season of ugly betty, the complete 3rd season of greys anatomy and the 2nd episode of prison break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also ate a lot and i put on some  weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im back at work now and it kind of sucks, I love the feeling of doing nothing and eating all day (lol) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still looking to buy  a car so if u are in naija and u know someone willing to sell their RAV4, do leave a comment........Thank u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im also so upset cos i had a bunch of stuff to blog about but i cant seem to remember!!!argghh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear that policemen in lagos have started arresting people at gun point for "dressing indecently", for the females, any girl wearing a sleeveless or spagetti strap top, for males, if your jeans are sagging, if you have pierced ears and locs. Can u imagine?? We plan to interview the&lt;br /&gt; commisioner of police soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun on my leave, i met some new people (especially guys)...........there's some married dude who wants me to go with him to Dubai and Bahrain (lol!) Ive been dodging his calls..........................................(to be continued)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-5846688632884810222?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/5846688632884810222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=5846688632884810222' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/5846688632884810222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/5846688632884810222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-tried.html' title='I tried..............'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-6983421206705375342</id><published>2007-07-08T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T10:19:23.868-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EF'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a feeling i have done this before.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I used to have a terrible temper- I wouldnt throw things or beat anyone up..............but i could see alarm in peoples eyes when i would flare up. Im a lot better now..........it takes a while to get me THAT worked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Before i use the toilet at home, i wipe the seat with dettol disinfectant repeatedly- I share a bathroom with my brothers and i always imagine that they might have missed their target (Get it?) Is this too much info?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I HATE cats. I detest the evil looking furry things. They give me goosebumps just looking at them. Any time i see a cat, i start pleading the blood of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I love food. Not in the longer throat kind of way (lol). I hate it when people eat without chewing &amp; actually taking to taste and savour the taste of what they are eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I see nothing wrong with cosmetic plastic surgery.  If you want bigger boobs, get them, if your nose is too big, feel free to get a new one, if you have a gut, feel free to tuck it in..............as long as you dont over do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Someday.............i plan launch a plus size clothing line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I love lingerie- I encourage every woman to own at least 1 . You dont have to wear it for anyone, wear it for yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-6983421206705375342?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/6983421206705375342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=6983421206705375342' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/6983421206705375342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/6983421206705375342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-have-feeling-i-have-done-this-before.html' title=''/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-5690404411661778023</id><published>2007-07-08T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T05:56:46.076-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prison break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true love'/><title type='text'>So i got my phone..............</title><content type='html'>Yes, i got my phone. Someone (im not telling you who!) Got me an N series nokia phone. Its not what you think either so get your minds out of the gutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the 8th, 10 days to my birthday and i still dont know if im going to have a party..........i have so much work to do..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im also in the middle of watching prison break season 2 and its so entertaining and i think im head over heels in lust with Michael Scofield (Yes Scofield the character). My favourite part so far was when he kissed the doctor (Sara Tancredi) in season one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also broke down and bought the current true love magazine - i stopped buying after they changed the price from N500 to N700 without warning. The bloggers all looked lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise that if im having a party, i will invite all bloggers ! Take care and have a great week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i forget! Diddy is coming to naija alongside shakira, kelly rowland, rihanna, john legend, ub40 and Neyo-  July 14 &amp; 15th!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-5690404411661778023?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/5690404411661778023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=5690404411661778023' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/5690404411661778023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/5690404411661778023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-i-got-my-phone.html' title='So i got my phone..............'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-1257051228666962149</id><published>2007-07-01T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T06:00:56.005-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RAV 4'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SUITORS'/><title type='text'>DONT BUY A RAV 4!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My car has a lot of issues, if its not the radiator fan, its the fuel pump or the fuel filter or the fuel hose OR it will be the oil filter and so on and so forth..............the car has turned me into a mechanic, I go to the spare parts market(Ladipo or Daleko) in mushin myself. If my car grunts, squieks or even stops, in a few minutes..........i know whats wrong- A fact that annoys my driver and mechanic to the core because they cannot easily exploit me for money under the pretense of repairing my car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have come to the conclusion that i need a new car and i want a RAV4. Just a teeny tiny two door RAV4. I dont like SUV's or big cars but I NEED the smallest RAV4 i can find because its the rainy season and that turns my area into a Riverine area- the floods are terrible and im tired of buying new parts for my car evry rainy season! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So i was telling my parents that i want to buy a RAV 4 and my mom said "Dont buy a RAV 4!!" Pls dont buy a RAV4!! You will scare away suitors!................Would you believe my father agreed with her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My response was "I dont want any guy who cant step up to me because of the car i drive"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do you agree with them? That i will drive suitors away because of the kind of car i want to drive? Am i supposed to seem like im in need so that guys would step up to me?? What the hell?? Whose theory is this anyway??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-1257051228666962149?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/1257051228666962149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=1257051228666962149' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/1257051228666962149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/1257051228666962149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2007/07/dont-buy-rav-4.html' title='DONT BUY A RAV 4!!'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-7549601655627974052</id><published>2007-06-24T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T10:55:52.124-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='auditions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>My Birthday is Coming &amp; other stories</title><content type='html'>Hello there He-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt;, She-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; and those in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;) How are you? I have no excuse as usual for not blogging except LAZINESS!!! I have been around though reading and commenting on peoples blogs. Quite a lot has happened over the past 1 month.................&lt;br /&gt;First of! I just want to let you all know that my b-day is July 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;!!!  and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; turning..........23 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;!!! 23 &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; young &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ain't&lt;/span&gt; it? but i feel 33 sometimes! I guess i grew up too fast.................Anyways! for my birthday i want a new car, a new phone, money to invest, money to shop, a full day at a spa and a grown and sexy birthday party. Its not too much to ask for is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; slamming Umbrella eh eh  eh on the radio..........i hated this song at first but i love it now! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Rihanna&lt;/span&gt; did the video justice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;abeg&lt;/span&gt;, gotta hand it to the girl! she's working her narrow butt off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a month ago, i was invited to an audition for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; show sponsored by &lt;em&gt;that red toothpaste.........anyways &lt;/em&gt;i got there and was immediately intimidated by at least 50 different girls, all different shapes, sizes, different complexions, some with good teeth like mine (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;) some with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; teeth and some with &lt;em&gt;****What the f*ck happened to your teeth&lt;/em&gt;***. I was turned back because i am 5 ft 7 inches and they were looking for ladies 5ft 8 inches and above. I later got a call that night to go and re-audition, i got there the next day and i met about 5 other girls, all good looking. We were given a short script to memorize, when it was finally my turn, i walked into the private audition room and was greeted by two judges, 1 male 1 female, 2 video cameras with very harsh lighting. I introduced myself, delivered the lines almost perfectly and was feeling very confident with myself until they put on some music and said i should DANCE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;? Cant remember the last time i danced in front of people, as in really DANCE, not the same old two step.............the make it worse...........the song they put on was P-SQUARE Busy Body Remix- now if you have heard this song, you would know its an upbeat song with a heavy bass  line . So i started to move, i had no choice.........i just closed my eyes and did what i could do. As soon as the audition was over, i fled the room and never looked back.&lt;br /&gt;In case u &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know, i can be PAINFULLY shy sometimes despite the fact that i run my mouth on the radio almost daily &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;To my surprise, i received yet another phone call to come for ANOTHER screening, when i asked what they thought about my dancing, the guy said " You surprised us, you did quite well, you get 2 out of 3" I was like "yeah right stop it" Now granted 2 out of 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;groundbreaking&lt;/span&gt; but i thought i will disqualified if not banished from further auditions.....................i went for the next screening and met yet another set of people, i went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; the same audition process AGAIN and this this time they played &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;KONGA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I was told that i was among their top 3 contenders after that and was told to report back at the audition site in a few days for a written test!!! By this time, i was already fed up with all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;bullsh&lt;/span&gt;*t, i got there a few days later, wrote the test (UNDER CAMERA &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;SURVEILLANCE&lt;/span&gt;!!!) Oh and the test has nothing to do with the bloody product  AND the icing on the cake was when they brought in salsa instructors! They paired us up (there were guys auditioning as well) and made us learn this simple salsa routine. It was fun though. I had some interesting conversations with some of the guys i was dancing with(some were actually star struck! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;! like &lt;em&gt;I'm&lt;/em&gt; a star, one of them called his sister and made me talk to her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I never got to the next stage of auditions, by then i had it up to here. I heard later that the other were like 3 other audition stages after that. All &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; saying is if i CATCH the bloody brand manager of that red toothpaste................i will give her a piece of my mind................going for all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;those&lt;/span&gt; bloody auditions, making me DANCE, making me write a test &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;argghh&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also some gist id like to give you guys concerning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;aristos&lt;/span&gt; but i gotta run now, will gist you later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-7549601655627974052?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/7549601655627974052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=7549601655627974052' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/7549601655627974052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/7549601655627974052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-birthday-is-coming-other-stories.html' title='My Birthday is Coming &amp; other stories'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-8216455724079548173</id><published>2007-05-26T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T06:49:08.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was thinking of my friends and coincidentally saw this on Nigerican's blog , so i stole it and changed it a bit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*The Best friend- They'll be there thru thick and thin; They’ll always keep u're secrets(no matter how bad it is); They'll let u know when u're outfit is hideous ; they'll tell u if u're man is cheating ( btw thanks gal) ; most importantly they'll keep it real with u with good intentions like no one else will. These are u're true Ride or die peeps.  - &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SOMEBODY TELL &lt;em&gt;ME&lt;/em&gt; WHERE &lt;em&gt;MY &lt;/em&gt;BEST FRIEND IS! Dont have anyone in this category except BF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The Good friends- They'll be there thru thick, they might not be tight enough for thin; they always get u a birthday card with no real mushy wushy like the bestest will. U can tell them secrets however, some times it might be @ u're own risk. They are definitely cool peeps - &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My sorors &amp; Miss K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The cook- U know no matter what day it is u go to visit, there is always gonna be delicious food. Infact to be real honest the only reason u guys are such good friends is because having her around means u'll never be hungry. - &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'll say............Miss T might qualify&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*The Fashionista- she loves to dress. She can turn a $2 shirt into a $50 looking shirt (true talent). -&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This is DEFINITELY Miss K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The Fashionless- she wears hearts with circles and strips with polka dots. U try to tell her that doesn't go ,but she insist they are both red .You always have to be steps ahead or steps behind her cause to be honest you r somewhat embarrassed. - &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This has to be my cousin E (Luv ya girl!) My dear cousin's fashion sense is just weird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The Borrower- "oh that shirt looks so cute on u, can I wear it tomorrow?" She's constantly trying to borrow u're clothes, shoes, jewelry and even make-up. Its worse when she has the audacity to ask to wear u're new clothes, so she can floss in them first. U lend her one thing and she wears it a million times, now if u ever wear it someone will think u borrowed it- &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ex BFF- Miss L definitely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The Braniac- she's so smart .She motivates u to study.U must admit sometimes u hate her, how can she party all night and still get an "A" - &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hate to say it but this also goes to Ex BFF Miss L- This girl was always on the deans list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The comedian- she's constantly cracking u up. U know who to call when u've had a bad day cus she always has something weird to say. - &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This goes to my road dawg Miss J, we had some great laughs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The follower- she doesn't care as long as she's involved. U can punk her into doing stupid shit with the threat that u won't talk to her if she doesn't follow through. - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Now this goes to Miss M, though there were some times she put her foot down and and said NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*The Ashawo- U gotta hand it to her, she is a hard worker. She's a whore but u love her. She’s fun to hang out with cus she's non-judgmental. U and the rest of the pack just love gossiping about her escapades. We all have an ashawo friend and if u say u don't, u're probably that friend lol. - &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sorry luv, Miss L, you take this one too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*The Dramatic- she is always dieing; her body always hurts. She blows everything out of proportion. She always calls for the Holy ghost fire and she's constantly rebuking things in JC's Name. But u gotta love her, some of her outbursts are so hilarious. - &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This is ME LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The Partier- everyone knows one of these, she is so much fun. She will drive all the way to L.A. (6hr drive if I might add) with u just to have a good time. She is such a good drinking buddy and she is so not judgmental (the last thing u want is a drunk judging u). - &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This goes to TWO of my friends, one male- Mr. A &amp; one female- Miss S!!! Last time i spoke with Mr. A, he said he missed the way we used to mix drinks!! Lol! Luv ya !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The holy holy- believe me if she wasn't such a nice person u guys wud not be friends. She gets on u're nerves with all that preaching, she acts like u've never heard the gospel before. Don’t get me wrong I love God and all but i feel religion is a very personal thing .Its especially difficult when both of u believe in two different things. - &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dont have any friend like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The Liar-Gosh she's always fabricating stories. She lies so much u almost feel it has to be some kind of disease .- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Cant think of anyone.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*The Flaker- Can she ever show up for something. U get so tired of inviting her cause u know she won’t show. She reminds u of a solar eclipse, because she rarely ever shows u’re excited when she does ( she’s fun even with her bad habit). - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mrs B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;* Miss Bossy- she is so bossy. She arranges the weekend trips, she dictates what restaurant we should all go to dinner at. Gosh u just wanna slap her sometimes, who does she think she is ? U love her though when she gets the restaurant bill reduced by causing a scene and insisting on speaking to management about their poor service. - &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Miss T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The Broke ass- She is the friend who never has money to do anything and yet she is always willing and ready to spend u’res. She is the official bum of the group and yet she wants champagne and Caviar on her beer and chicken salary, my bad what salary the only thing she can afford is water (and that’s free).  (Give her a job classified PLEASE) - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dont have any female friends like this but i can mention a few guys!!!! - Mr V!!! U need to get your life together son!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-8216455724079548173?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/8216455724079548173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=8216455724079548173' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/8216455724079548173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/8216455724079548173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2007/05/friends.html' title='Friends..........'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-6802676024840459011</id><published>2007-05-19T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T11:39:26.147-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><title type='text'>ANOTHER MEME</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Where did you wake up this morning? @ Home in My bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who did u last receive a text from anmd what did it say? Club Reloaded- inviting to me the idols west africa after party .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Whats been the most embarassing moment of your life? A few weeks ago when i was in Tejuosho market, while i was walking, i felt a draft- My very fitted "pencil skirt" had torn &amp; my underwear was showing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When were u last naked in front of another person and who? My mother!!! She keeps barging in when im getting dressed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What was the last lie u told? I told someone i wasnt angry when indeed i was UPSET(Just didnt want to cause drama)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When was the last time u cried? Some time ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If u were invisible for a day, what would be the first thing u'll do? Strangle certain people, rob a bank, rob a jewellry store, kiss Tyrese gibson, john legend &amp; the rest of the guys on my list! LOL! Then pull out beyonces weave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Whats the most expensive thing you've ever bought? Hm....Ive been called Cheap........so i have to think long &amp;amp; hard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-6802676024840459011?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/6802676024840459011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=6802676024840459011' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/6802676024840459011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/6802676024840459011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2007/05/another-meme.html' title='ANOTHER MEME'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-2617234254445608883</id><published>2007-04-30T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T23:13:34.045-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My gay ex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JOB'/><title type='text'>I LOVE MY JOB/MY EX IS GAY PT2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Since today is workers day, I decided to do this "I love my job/I hate my job thingy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;REASONS WHY I LOVE MY JOB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. I can wear anything i want, i can wear jeans, ankara e.t.c (Even on a Monday morning)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. You get to hear all the new songs first! &amp; You are surrounded by all this music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. You meet lots &amp;amp; lots of people, from celebrities to govt officials&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. People hear your voice more than they see you, so they start imagine all sorts of stuff, they start to imagine that you must "look like your voice". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. You get to talk about whatever you want (To an extent)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6. The freebies, the many doors that open for you once you mention your name, endorsement deals and so on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7. The relationships &amp; friendships that develop with so called "celebs" , get to hear their "gist" and then you remember that they are just human.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8. The fact that a particular thing you may have said or a song you played made someones day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;REASONS I &lt;em&gt;SOMETIMES &lt;/em&gt;HATE MY JOB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. Irregular hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. The fact that millions are listening and what I say might rub someone the wrong way/or when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i make a mistake on air and i imagine how many people heard my mistake!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. The way some male "celebs" crack on you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. People who when they meet me &amp;amp; say...."oh....so you are so and so.......i thought you would be tall and fair (what the hell???)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. Getting phone calls from all sorts of people..........up &amp; coming artists...........people who got your number from God knows where &amp;amp; just want to say "hi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6. People wrongly assuming you are swimming in cash. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now back to My Ex is Gay pt2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;At first i wanted to run, but i decided against stood my ground. I looked Al straight in the eye and said " I just wanted to get my stuff", i then grabbed a plastic bag and proceeded to stuff it with unnecessary stuff like my bathroom slippers, a DVD i left on the table and so on...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Al finally said, "Meet my friend George, he just got into town", I turned to George and gave one of the most plastic smiles ever. I turned to Al and said, I'll see you later. My legs were shaking, i was sweating, i didn't know what to think. I went back to my room and sat by the window. Coincidentally, i had a view of the parking lot and i sat there for hours waiting, wishing &amp; hoping Al would get into his car and drive "George" home, He didn't!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I decided to do some more investigation and i went to the Night watch desk (A security post situated at the entrance of the dorms, as from 8pm, all students are required to Sign In their guests, by writing their names at the register) Luckily, the person at the night watch desk was a friend as well, so she allowed me peek into the register, there was no record of Al's friend George! Meaning that Al and George had been in his room all along, even BEFORE 8pm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why did he have to lie if he had nothing to hide? Why didn't he say he was hanging out with his friend and he would see me later? I eventually went to bed and the next morning, i went to class without AL. At lunch time, i marched to his room, cos i couldn't take it anymore, i needed an explanation, I needed to hear something! even if it were a bunch of lies (&lt;em&gt;Pathetic abi?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He opened the door and the first thing he said was, "Why did u break into my room? What was that about?" I was like.........."Why did u lie?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Al: I didn't lie, i just got back earlier than i was supposed to...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: That's bull! I checked the register downstairs and it showed that you didn't register George, that means u were here all along, you were here when i called, why didn't you just....(He cuts me off)........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Al: Its obvious you don't trust me, spying on me like that..................(I cut him off)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: I wont spy if you don't lie! I wont spy, if you don't do suspicious stuff! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Al: I don't know why you don't trust me, especially with a guy! George is gay so what? A lot of my friends are gay! I'm so open with you, I'm so honest with you...........i usually never let anyone get this close, i take you out with me, i introduce you to my friends......gay or straight.........what else do you want from me...................(While he's ranting, i notice a mattress on the floor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: What the hell?(Raising my voice) George spent the night? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Al: And? He slept on the floor if you must know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: This is too much for me, I'll talk to you later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I storm out of the room, more confused than ever)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I started to feel sick, i then started to think and it was like scales fell from my eyes, everything started to click- Most, if not all Al's friends were gay or Bi, I had gone clubbing with them to some gay clubs and everyone seemed to know Al (even the drag queens!) As for the drag queens, That's another post entirely! Al was also very effeminate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I had seen a couple of &lt;em&gt;funny&lt;/em&gt; text messages on Al's phone from some chick named Tiffany. Only for Al to later tell me that "Tiffany" was also a drag queen who had a crush on him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Also, "Lizzy" apparently knew that her brother might be gay but never said a thing. All she did was drop hints, here and there about him and his friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That very day I went to the health centre to take an HIV test. I was told to come back in a few days for the result. Meanwhile Al &amp;amp; I spoke only one when necessary...........when i got the results, i was so relieved and happy! It was negative! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Some how, believe it or not............Al &amp;amp; I got back together (Cant believe i was &lt;em&gt;SO &lt;/em&gt;stupid!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I still had my suspicions, but because i never physically caught him on top of any guy or because i never caught any guy on top of him, i didn't really fully accept the fact that he might be gay or Bi. We still went everywhere together (including gay clubs and even attending a pageant for Drag queens!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Because i was so suspicious, i was always snooping, i found a whole notebook full of phone numbers of different guys and next to their names, the word "Top" or "Bottom" was scribbled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I later came to find out while watching Oprah one day, that "Top" means the guy who prefers to do the penetration, while "Bottom" means the guy who prefers to be penetrated. I also read a book called "On the down low" by J.L King- It basically talks about him being "On the down low" as a Bisexual man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Even though i saw the signs, I just couldnt walk away. I've come to realize that it was a self esteem thing at the time and I also thought i could change him and make him straight again(No such luck). I eventually left the states after graduation in Dec 2004 and i now thank God i left. I asked him a couple of times if he was gay and he would get angry and we would argue......When i left, i called him a couple of times and we talked. In September 2005, i got a short email from him saying he missed me and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In October 2005, i was talking to one of my sorority sisters on the phone and she told me that Al got married. I was shocked! I thought he would have had enough courage to come out of the closet! I was also surprised at the person he married, she was this rich bible beating chick who claimed to be his best friend while we were dating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Forgive me for saying this, but she is so not the most attractive woman either. I suspect that he married her because he wanted to be taken care of. As creative as he was, he was lazy, i noticed he never could keep a job for long. I want to get some closure though, i need to get his number and talk to him, tell him that i knew all along , that i loved him a whole lot more than he loved me and he kept hurting me but i stayed and took it, I've forgiven him though for playing on my intelligence, for wasting my time............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As for my "Best friend" Lizzy, i haven't spoken to her since 2004 because we fell out- (A whole nother post). She finally got in touch with me through e-mail and sent me her number a few weeks ago. I'm going to call her soon. I need closure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PLS FORGIVE ME IF THERE ARE MISTAKES OR IF THIS POST SEEMS A BIT CONFUSING- IT BROUGHT BACK SO MANY MEMORIES........................THERE ARE SO SO MANY OTHER SIGNS I SAW - SORRY I COULDN'T BLOG ABOUT ALL OF THEM, HAD TO CUT THE STORY SHORT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-2617234254445608883?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/2617234254445608883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=2617234254445608883' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/2617234254445608883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/2617234254445608883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-love-my-jobmy-ex-is-gay-pt2.html' title='I LOVE MY JOB/MY EX IS GAY PT2'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-2160968502531960296</id><published>2007-04-28T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T09:49:34.964-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My gay ex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crying'/><title type='text'>I cried today..........and other stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I cried today, why? because i didn't get something i wanted. I wanted this thing oh so badly but didn't get it. I prayed to God about it all day everyday but i didn't get it. (Sorry cant reveal what IT is) My prayer was " God if its meant to be, let me get it" and i didn't get it. So i guess God knows best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now to the "other stories".............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. ASUU is still on strike, so there has been no school for over month now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. According to one word meme- My ex is gay. I've been meaning to blog about this for a long time but I've been too lazy! So here goes..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The place: My friend lizzy's room  Somewhere near Detroit, Michigan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The time: Night time December 2002&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm gisting with my "best" friend lizzy and flipping through her photo albums. I see a picture of a guy - I would have just turned the page but i couldn't, he was &lt;em&gt;FOINE!!!.&lt;/em&gt; Over 6ft tall, light skinned(mixed race), green eyes, nice lips, perfect nose.............i could go on and on.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So i ask Lizzy, "who is this? He's hella sexy!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She laughs and says "That's my lil brother Alan."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Immediately she said that, I stopped drooling and continued flipping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;***************************FAST FORWARD TO JANUARY 2004********************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lizzy (still my "best" friend then) knocks on my door. I yell "Come in", she steps in with &lt;em&gt;HIM. &lt;/em&gt;"Meet Alan, he just registered here(University of XYZ)" .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Im like "Hi, nice to meet u...what are u studying.........." and he replies. At this point, I didnt drool anymore, i just kinda looked at him as my friend's younger bro and it stopped there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A week later, i was looking for one more class to add and it seemed like all the classes were full. I was having lunch with Lizzy, Alan and a bunch of other friends.........and i was grumbling about not finding a class to add......bla........bla ........bla and Alan says " Hey! There's a lot of space in my Intro to Psychology class, why dont u come check it out...................." I was like.........cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I checked the class and it seemed ok, so i signed up. Al and I started seeing more of each other in class and even started to sit next to each other. Naturally, we started gisting, I found out that though he was a freshman, he was 21 at the time..(I was 19 going on 20 at the time)........he didnt apply to college straight out of high school cos he wanted to attend an art school or something........Anyways..........we started to study together.............from there we started hanging out..............to cut the long story short....................we became STRONGLY attracted to each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Before we took it any further, I asked Lizzy if she had any objections and she said "Not at all, I'd rather he dates you than anyone else on campus, I know you, i know what you are about &amp; so on.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After receiving lizzy's blessing, we started dating. Alan was &amp;amp; is one of the most creative person i know, he could draw, paint, even do hair, yes HAIR! Al used to wash, dry , press &amp; flat iron my hair. He was also my fashion consultant, he had a lot of fashion sense and we would go shopping together and he would help me put together some "Fierce" looks.  Everything was cool, only that i noticed that a lot of his friends were gay. I thought it was odd but hey, i have nothing against homosexuals so.........we continued with our relationship.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;One day i wanted to hang out with Al, i called him to make plans and he said he wouldnt be in his room until 10pm , i told him i'll be there around past 10. After he hung up, i felt really weird, i felt like he was lying to me do i decided to do some investigating. I passed by his room around 8pm and i heard the tv but the lights were off, i became even more suspicious because Al usually doesnt leave his tv on when he's out, so i went to persuade one of my friends who was an RA (Resident Assistant) to use her master key (she had a master key to all the rooms in the dorms). After a lot of pleading, i got the key and unlocked the door as quietly as possible. Al and some guy were sitting on his bed looking surprised as hell. They were sitting on the bed, clothes on, tv on but lights off! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why the hell are two GROWN ASSMEN watching tv alone in a DARK room?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;At this point, I was horrified and didnt know what to think! How would i explain why i was barging into his room! At the same time!! what the hell was he doing home! He wasnt supposed to be home till 10! It was just past 8!!! So i stood there, door ajar, mouth open..................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(To be continued)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-2160968502531960296?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/2160968502531960296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=2160968502531960296' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/2160968502531960296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/2160968502531960296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-cried-todayand-other-stories.html' title='I cried today..........and other stories'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-4760165332534310001</id><published>2007-04-15T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T07:23:28.285-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><title type='text'>One word Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. Yourself: Ambitious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. Your partner: Determined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. Your hair: Thick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. Your mother: Patient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. Your father: Loving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6. Your favourite item: Ipod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7. Your dream last night: none&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8. Your favourite drink: Malt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9. Your dream car: BMW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10. The room you are in: Freezing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11. Your ex: Gay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12. Your fear: Failure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;13. What you want to be in 10 years: Successful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;14. Who you hung out with last night: Parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;15. What you're not: Perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;16. Muffins: Chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;17: One of your wish list items: Vacation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;18: Time: Unstopable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;19. The last thing you did: Drive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;20. What you are wearing: Clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;21. Your favourite weather: Sunny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;22. Your favourite book: 2Many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;23. The last thing you ate: Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;24. Your life: Priviledged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;25. Your mood: Anxious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;26. Your best friend: BF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;27. What you're thinking about right now: Food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;28. Your car: Volvo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;29. What you are doing at the moment: Typing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;30. Your summer: Travelling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;31. Your relationship status: Dating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;32. What is on your TV: Greys Anatomy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;33. What is the weather like: Hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;34. When was the last time you laughed: Recently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-4760165332534310001?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/4760165332534310001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=4760165332534310001' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/4760165332534310001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/4760165332534310001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-word-meme.html' title='One word Meme'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-3565961010595840957</id><published>2007-04-06T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T01:22:37.374-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Posh and Becks'/><title type='text'>Posh and Becks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure you are like.............&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It all started last year, one of my friends called BF &amp; I -Posh &amp;amp; Becks &amp;amp; it kind of stuck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As my show was getting more and more popular, so was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BF's&lt;/span&gt; clothing line. We also attended a lot of events together- The future awards, fashion for food, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thisday&lt;/span&gt; awards, The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;glo&lt;/span&gt; party @ lagoon, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;MBGN&lt;/span&gt; pageant, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;basketmouth&lt;/span&gt; uncensored, Dare's album launch, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;thisday&lt;/span&gt; music festival...........and so many others. You probably will not find our pics on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;purefoto&lt;/span&gt; cos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; very shy and i try my best to avoid the whole red carpet thing. Plus i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want city people all in my business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This year, its been the future awards, hip hop world awards, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;MBGN&lt;/span&gt; 2007, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Basketmouth&lt;/span&gt; uncensored, A fashion thingy @ Bacchus (where his work was displayed), &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;A.Y&lt;/span&gt; LIVE and others......its just April! Plus we have seen every movie at the cinemas except the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;bollywood&lt;/span&gt; movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He's going to be on the cover of a mag soon, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to be &lt;em&gt;IN&lt;/em&gt; the mag.........he also provided some of the clothes for the male contestants in the top 10 of Idols west Africa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Does the name fit? I think to an extent it does. It makes me chuckle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; i think about it...........This is such a weird random post &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;abi&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-3565961010595840957?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/3565961010595840957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=3565961010595840957' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/3565961010595840957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/3565961010595840957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2007/04/posh-and-becks.html' title='Posh and Becks'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-6890412651997575434</id><published>2007-03-18T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T08:30:10.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Baaaack!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes! Yes! Thank you very much, i KNOW you missed me *blowing kisses* yes i love you too!&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly has been very naughty about updating my blog and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sorry..........I just got lazy........i would click on blog after blog reading and reading and leaving comments here and there.........its addictive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways let me give u quick synopsis of what has happened over the last 2 weeks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday ( 2 weeks ago) - Had had a nasty fight with BF earlier in the week, on the phone and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; talk to him for days. Only for him to call me and tell me that he was in town............and i was like "So?" . We met up later afternoon and made up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday- Went to my first class and it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; so bad, noticed that i was the youngest, my classmates were in their 30s &amp; 40s. Our professors style of lecturing left a lot to be desired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday- Had 2 classes, for the first 1 , the lecturer was a no show, went to my statistics class and i was so intimidated by all the math( pie charts, graphs and all that crap) may God help me cos i hate math with a passion. As he was teaching, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NEPA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; took light and while i sat there waiting for the generator to come on, everyone else packed up and started heading out the door, it then dawned on me that once &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NEPA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; strikes, class is over. (Its a night class)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday- Saw "Last king of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Scotland&lt;/span&gt;" . It bothered me how a human being could be so cruel to his own people (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Idi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Amin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday- Went to test drive my car- My car has been out of commission for a few months, i had to buy a new engine and some other stuff- anyway, I drove my baby and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; glad to say she's as good as new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAST FORWARD TO LAST WEEK-&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY- My day off.........i lazed about a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bit, got a call from BF telling me he's been chosen to be on the cover of a popular magazine, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so happy for him. Later on that same day, the same magazine called me and wants to do a story on me, i said yes. (Apparently they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know that BF and i know each other)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday- Trying to get all my debtors to pay me my DAMN money. Also had a very important interview- i hope it turns out positive- it will be a really big break for me ........I have claimed it in Jesus name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday- Saw "Code Name- The cleaner" - silly movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday- Went to class, and "no show" lecturer actually shows up- The dude is totally confused cos he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; know whether he wants to be a world traveler or a lecturer- He thought it particularly important to say over and over again(&amp;amp; i mean over &amp; over) that he also works with nestle, he belongs to some world class nutrition society, he lectures @ University of Ibadan, that he has been halfway across the world, that he goes to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;London&lt;/span&gt; 4 times a year and that he will be in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Switzerland&lt;/span&gt; in may...............................and so on.............I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; help rolling my eyes................then the dude left this 15 page handout...............I made up my mind there and then to drop his class and pick another one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friday- was interviewed by Juice mag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Saturday- was interviewed by Genevieve. Got my hands on the hip hop world awards tickets, so BF &amp;amp; I attended the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;occasion. It was a nice event. Most people dressed well. D-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;banj&lt;/span&gt; and Tana were the hosts and i just have to say D-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;banj&lt;/span&gt; rocks.............he made us all laugh and kept the audience entertained. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Best Pop artist- Weird &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Best Rap artist- Mode 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Best video=P square (Temptation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Jaiye&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Aboderin's&lt;/span&gt; award for best new artist (Hip hop world revelation)- Soul E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Best Special effects in a video-Soul e- Soul e &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;baba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Best R&amp;amp;b- Paul play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; what i can remember for now sorry..........go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hiphopworldmag.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;www.hiphopworldmag.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hiphopworldmagazine.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;www.hiphopworldmagazine.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; for more info. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Events coming soon:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Girl Power unleashed - March 24(Check out bellanaija.blogspot.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Basketmouth&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;uncesnsored&lt;/span&gt; - April 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;MBGN&lt;/span&gt;-Most Beautiful Girl In Nigeria- end of march i believe...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh 1 last thing.............it has come to my knowledge that some people have found my blog and know who i am. PLEASE DO NOT ASK ME ANYTHING ABOUT MY BLOG WHEN I SEE YOU! I WILL NOT ANSWER ANY QUESTION!! NOSY ASSES!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-6890412651997575434?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/6890412651997575434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=6890412651997575434' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/6890412651997575434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/6890412651997575434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2007/03/guess-whose-back.html' title='Im Baaaack!'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-6908048298753152930</id><published>2007-02-22T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T22:12:46.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am offended!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Check out this link and tell me what you think. As a member of a historic black sorority&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sigma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Gamma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Rho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sorority &lt;em&gt;In&lt;/em&gt;Corporated, Pi Nu Chapter)&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i am highly annoyed at this&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bet.com/News/GAYMENAKASORORITY.htm?wbc_purpose=Basic&amp;WBCMODE=PresentationUnpublished"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://www.bet.com/News/GAYMENAKASORORITY.htm?wbc_purpose=Basic&amp;amp;WBCMODE=PresentationUnpublished&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-6908048298753152930?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/6908048298753152930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=6908048298753152930' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/6908048298753152930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/6908048298753152930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-am-offended.html' title='I am offended!'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-4531379950393916521</id><published>2007-02-22T00:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T01:05:08.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Continued.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The stupid heifer wrote me a bill of 75k, i almost fainted! Do you know how many shoes i can buy with 75K ??? But im sure no one will forgive me for buying shoes instead of getting a masters degree! I walked to the bank and paid the money, i got my teller, made copies, i went to the bookshop, bought higher education notebooks (remember those?) &amp; pens, files and all the other knick knacks students pretend to use. (Its not my fault, the last time i was a student was 2004)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I got to the accounts office for cleareance for registration and i was told to go back to where i collected the tuition bill. I walk all the way there, huffing,puffing, sweating &amp; cursing under my breath. I got there and was told to come back in 3 weeks for my receipt! 3 WEEKS! A WHOLE 3 WEEKS for a flimsy piece of paper??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh and get this- you cant complete registration without ur receipt! but i was told i can attend classes. So im going to class this evening..........you guys wish me luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh and i almost forgot to gist you about this incident that happened earlier- I was standing at my department copying the timetable/schedule of classes and there were other students there. Next to the timetable was the list of admitted students and my name was there, one lady pointed to my name &amp; said- "hey! isnt this the name of the girl that works @ XYZ FM?", I was like "Yeah it is, do you know her?" and she replied "No". I just chuckled to myself. I wonder how long i can get away with them not knowing who i am...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-4531379950393916521?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/4531379950393916521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=4531379950393916521' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/4531379950393916521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/4531379950393916521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2007/02/continued.html' title='Continued.....'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-1866175033356322759</id><published>2007-02-20T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T23:18:35.301-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nigerian universities'/><title type='text'>No title- (Cant think of an appropriate title)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Nigerian education system is f*cked, let me rephrase that, nigerian universities are f*cked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y'all know the story of how daddy dearest forced me to register for classes at that school. (If you didn't, i suggest you read previous posts). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For the past two weeks,i have been trying to register for classes and its been one crazy &amp; disorganized task! First after getting the admission letter, i was told to pay 500 naira for the prospectus, then pay another 4,500 for the acceptance &amp;amp; registration forms. I proceeded to my department to fill out the forms and i was told i have pay another 33,500 in miscellaneous fees. So i proceed to the accounts office, after i was eyed from head to toe by some unkempt looking woman, she demanded to see my admission letter which i showed her,  then wrote me the bill. As i walking out, she said "wont you buy ships?" i turned to see her pointing to a bucket full of individually wrapped plantain chips, i smiled &amp; said "Ah....I don't have change......next time ehn......Thank you"     Chips ko, Chips ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After paying that, i was told to go to the bursars office to ask for my tuition bill, i got there and they directed me to another building entirely, i got there and some lady (this time not unkempt) but with a foul attitude told me to stand outside until they bring light. I thought she was going to print it from the computer system, about an hr later, NEPA brought light. Would you believe this stupid, lazy Heifer picked up her PEN and began to write out the bills? What was the point of making us wait? Why couldn't she write when there was no light? I was so angry by now, i felt like removing my 4 inch stilettos and stabbing her in the throat.................(To be continued)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-1866175033356322759?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/1866175033356322759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=1866175033356322759' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/1866175033356322759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/1866175033356322759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2007/02/no-title-cant-think-of-appropriate.html' title='No title- (Cant think of an appropriate title)'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-8445669094554883451</id><published>2007-02-17T07:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T23:00:15.420-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vals day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Agbalumo'/><title type='text'>For the Love of Agbalumo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Agbalumo season is here &amp; i am sooooo happy. I love love love love love (ok you get the point!) love this fruit! It is only available for about 2-3 months in naija so im usually excited when i can get my hands on it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;On my way to work today, i passed a mini market where they were selling agbalumo, i couldnt turn back because there was so much traffic, would you believe that i drove all the way to work,parked my car, got on an okada and went back to buy my precious agbalumo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As i sit here at work, half eaten agbalumo in my left hand, my right hand typing this post, i realize that it was absolutely worth it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Moving on to other things- My vals day started off sad- BF called me around 6.30am (i was already at work) apologizing for his absence and he would make it up to me bla bla- I was trying to act hard like i wasnt bothered but i couldnt pretend any longer- i miss him, i really really miss him..............i started to cry quietly and he felt really bad. I tried to stop crying but the tears kept coming, almost like rain (LOL!) so i ended the conversation and threw myself into work. An hour later i was feeling much better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Had lunch with friends @ oceanview and then headed home to pig out on chocolate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;On thursday, the weirdest thing happened- I received a package at work, a big brown office envelope to be precise, inside it was a vals card, a watch &amp;amp; some sort of glass decoration. I read the card &amp; found out it was from one of my clients, i was very shocked cos i had no idea why this older gentleman was sending me such gifts AND on Vals day- i quickly sent him a text telling him i was very grateful but i thought it would be best not to accept the gifts, he replied immediately saying he was sorry for making me feel uncomfortable and insulted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I replied him saying i never felt insulted but im grateful anyway- to cut the story short, i had a business meeting with this guy and i felt really akward handing him back the brown envelope which he sort of grabbed/snatched. Or was i imagining things?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-8445669094554883451?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/8445669094554883451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=8445669094554883451' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/8445669094554883451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/8445669094554883451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2007/02/for-love-of-agbalumo.html' title='For the Love of Agbalumo'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-8478505402034032530</id><published>2007-02-12T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T13:01:19.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Week???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I had an ok, so-so week last week.&lt;br /&gt;On Monday- I had the day off so i ran errands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tuesday- Got to work.............Im glad to say everything is back to normal (Or so i think?) being very careful though. Went for an audition for a movie role. Got the part!!! Im excited..........now before you roll your eyes and hiss!!! My face is not going to be shown its just my lips- Its kinda similar to that Radio Dj's role in Beauty shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wednesday- Nothing much. Saw Deja Vu ( I fell asleep at intervals)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thursday- Saw dream girls.......Excellent movie, Have a new found respect for Eddie Murphy, I absolutely looooove Jennfer Hudson! . The costumes were amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friday- Got my hair did .......Dont like it. I will never ever experiment with curly weaves. Got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tickets to the 112, donell jones, chante moore &amp; kenny lattimoore concert for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Saturday- Went to work, attended my friends wedding. It was beautiful. Sold the concert ticket to a good friend.Daddy dearest got back from his holiday and was acting kinda cold (all because i refused to go to that horrible school)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sunday- Went to church but didnt ATTEND church because there was no parking. I was really pissed!&lt;br /&gt;Got home after work &amp;amp; daddy dearest gave me an ultimatum. To go register tomorrow or else.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Other stuffValentines day is around the corner &amp; BF is not going to be around. Veryyy Upset about that!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-8478505402034032530?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/8478505402034032530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=8478505402034032530' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/8478505402034032530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/8478505402034032530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2007/02/good-week.html' title='Good Week???'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-117051586874273692</id><published>2007-02-03T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T07:17:48.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This week has been ..................not very good for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1) My dear parents were ordering me to go register for classes at the crappy naija university- I still havent done it,much to their annoyance- My mother said im being rebelious- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2) BF is still not around,he should be back sometime next week..........so lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;3) The tv program ended.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;4) My car decided to die on me &amp; it needs major repairs. (Major Repairs= Major Money)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;5) My stomach isnt cooperating with me......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So it wont seem to you that im a serial complainer/whiner (Lol),  3 good things happened :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1) A couple of people who owe me money,called me up and paid unexpectedly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2) Got a call from Juice magazine (Naijas version of  Cosmo girl) &amp;amp; they want to do an interview.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;3) Saw the Departed- Excellent movie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-117051586874273692?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/117051586874273692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=117051586874273692' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/117051586874273692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/117051586874273692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-week.html' title='This week'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-117000310437949616</id><published>2007-01-28T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T08:51:44.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Thingy</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Career Type: Artistic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/artistic.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are expressive, original, and independent.Your talents lie in your artistic abilities: creative writing, drama, crafts,  music, or art.&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent:&lt;br /&gt;Actor - Art Teacher - Book Editor Clothes Designer - Comedian - Composer Dancer  - DJ - Graphic DesignerIllustrator - Musician - Sculptor&lt;br /&gt;The worst career options for your are conventional careers, like bank teller or secretary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Ideal Career?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-117000310437949616?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/117000310437949616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=117000310437949616' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/117000310437949616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/117000310437949616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-thingy.html' title='Blog Thingy'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-116984693167395972</id><published>2007-01-26T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T13:28:51.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Totally Random!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When i say Random, I mean RANDOM! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;First of all im not happy. well..........im not "sad sad", but im not happy happy (told u this was random) Im not as happy as i should be, im not satisfied with my level of happiness! Ok, first of.........the tv show is ending next week........meaning im going tohave free time on my hands..................i need something to do! I need another tv show or something! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Problem #2- I live with my parents!!! I live with my parents!!! I love them to death but they get on my nerves!!!! AAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHH! I would love to move out &amp; get a place of my own!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Problem#3- My wonderful parents are trying to force me to do my masters in a naija university. No offense but i feel like its a backward thing to do! I have a bachelors degree from a great school in the U.S &amp;I feel like adding a degree from a naija university on my beautiful CV/Resume  is almost equivalent to baking a nice cake, but instead of putting on the very best icing/frosting, u sprinkle granulated sugar on it! Im so sorry if you think im spoiled.............but get over it! its my blog!! So i've been having nightly arguments with parents about this since September last yr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Problem #4- What do you do if your best guy friend falls in love with you &amp; wants to be with you? &amp;amp; for the first time ever, you notice that he looks at you like you are the most edible thing in sight? What do you do when this is the exact time your BF is not around &amp; not paying as much attention as he should...............thereby unknowingly pushing you into the eager &amp;amp; waiting arms of the aforementioned best friend??? (Im in trouble you guys!!! help!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Problem #5- I sooooo want to work for MTV, BET OR E! Can somebody hook me up??? do you know when they audition people??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Apart from all this.....................im happy, but not "happy,happy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-116984693167395972?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116984693167395972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=116984693167395972' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116984693167395972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116984693167395972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2007/01/totally-random.html' title='Totally Random!'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-116893472429448422</id><published>2007-01-15T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T00:05:24.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ok Ok............the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Future awards&lt;/span&gt; held on Sunday. It was a cool event, Everyone was looking absolutely Fab!  (Myself inclusive lol!) I didnt win (Sob....sob....tear) My Goodfriend Wildchild won. Congratulations to him even though im a bit jealous.  BF designed a lot of the outfits that were worn that night including mine so he got a lot of shoutouts  on stage from the MC's &amp; Presenters. Even a couple of interviews, so he was happy too. Ms Minx said she she bumped into Adaure (according2aduare.blogpot.com) in the restroom, Would have loved to meet her! Anyways ............none much going on .............right now trying to find sponsors for this Vals day event that im working on ................will tell u about it later i promise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-116893472429448422?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116893472429448422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=116893472429448422' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116893472429448422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116893472429448422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2007/01/ok-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-116811991200250696</id><published>2007-01-06T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T09:18:28.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALMOST SHOT IN THE FACE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was driving back home with a girlfriend of mine about 2 hrs ago. I live in the lekki area and i was on ozumba mbadiwe in victoria island (8.20pm) just gisting and driving when i noticed a car facing oncoming traffic in full speed and it rammed into the car in front of me. So that instantly caused a standstill. Within seconds, people behind me started to reverse, i was trying to reverse as well when i saw them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;They were like 5 or 6 guys with guns running towards the cars. Two of them ran to my car and tried to break my car window, i quickly wound down and he yelled " give me your bag, your money, your phone" (Note that he was saying all this with his gun to my face!) I was like ok, ok, i opened my glove compartment and tried to get my old cellphone that i kept there in case of situations like this but because i was shaking so much, i couldnt find it! Meanwhile, my friend was screaming and begging at the same time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The guy brought the gun a few inches from my face and was yelling "i will shoot!, give me the money, your bag,phone" With my left hand i was pushing the gun away from my face several times while my right hand was searching for nothing in particular! He then put his hand through my window and opened my door. I think he was going to drag me out of the car &amp;Then we heard sirens, so he panicked and looked back, as he looked back, my friend yelled "Go!" I stepped on the gas and with my door flying open, i drove faster than a bat out of hell! I was expecting them to shoot my tires, shoot me through the glass, i was bracing myself for the pain but Glory be to God. They didnt shoot, they didnt do anything. I didnt even look back, i was shaking, crying, i couldnt believe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I looked down the barrel of a GUN, I pushed a gun away from my face!!! what if they shot me? What if they got into the car &amp;amp; expected me to drive somewhere they could rape &amp;amp; torture me? What if? what if? If i got shot, would i even give a f*ck about a blog??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I havent stopped Thanking God fro sparing my life, i havent stopped thinking about it, i cant even tell my parents, why? cos they will continue to refer to it anytime i want to go out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sorry i didnt really read through this, im still very shaken up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-116811991200250696?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116811991200250696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=116811991200250696' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116811991200250696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116811991200250696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2007/01/almost-shot-in-face.html' title='ALMOST SHOT IN THE FACE!'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-116756930697135897</id><published>2006-12-31T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T04:48:26.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE YEAR 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What will I remember the year 2006 for? I will remember it as the year of revelation, self discovery, self evaluation, advancement, success, and so many other things. I had to make some major decisions and it was not easy.&lt;br /&gt;In 2006, I interviewed Frank Nweke Jnr, Iyabo Obasanjo Bello, Gov Bola Tinubu, Femi Pedro, D-Banj, P-square, Weird MC, Fadabasi, Ashionye (Michelle), Dare, Amplifyd Crew, Banky W, Cohbams, Jesse King, Bouqui, Blaise, Essence, Freestyle, Mode 9, Obiwon, African China, Faze, Dakore Egbuson, Jedi &amp; some that I cant even remember.&lt;br /&gt;I was also first person to interview 1 of the survivors of the last plane crash. I thank God for my life, my family, my health, My Sanity (LOL).&lt;br /&gt;I made new friends, I broke up with friends. I saw Beyonce, Missy, Busta, Snoop &amp;amp; Ciara in the flesh. I went on many (Office) interviews, didn’t get the jobs and I kept asking God to show what to do with my life. In December 2006, Things started to look up, I was photographed for a women’s magazine &amp; even called a fashionista (LOL!) That is laughable! I was nominated for On-Air personality of the year, I had offers to do a cartoon series, got an endorsement deal &amp;amp; im still in talks for something really huge and I know if its meant to be, it will be. I am really grateful to God.&lt;br /&gt;2006 will go down as the year I learnt Time Management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to say Thank you to all who contributed to my experiences in the year 2006 (both good &amp; bad). God bless you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 is hours away &amp; I can just feel the success, the opportunities, the many more endorsement deals and many more wonderful things in store for me.  I pray that God should continue to be with me &amp;amp; also with u who is reading this. Luv ya! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-116756930697135897?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116756930697135897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=116756930697135897' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116756930697135897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116756930697135897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2006/12/year-2006.html' title='THE YEAR 2006'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-116722549830992213</id><published>2006-12-27T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T05:18:18.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will be back soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its been crazy! I dont have an off day anymore. Wont have an off day till feb 2007!!! isnt that crazy??? Im around, just not posting right now. Luv u! Happy new year!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-116722549830992213?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116722549830992213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=116722549830992213' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116722549830992213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116722549830992213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2006/12/will-be-back-soon.html' title='Will be back soon'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-116652479224774142</id><published>2006-12-19T02:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T02:39:52.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking News !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;News reaching me just now is that somehow David has discovered my blog and is going around saying im dissing him on a website. This is just crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-116652479224774142?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116652479224774142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=116652479224774142' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116652479224774142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116652479224774142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2006/12/breaking-news.html' title='Breaking News !!!!'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-116644864603306457</id><published>2006-12-18T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T05:30:46.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>People I have interviewed this year.(Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My first Interview this year was with D-Banj (the koko master) dont ask me what that means, when i asked him during  the interview, he said "When R-kelly tells us the meaning of Thoia Thiong, i will tell u the meaning of the KOKO."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D-banj is a friendly guy, playful, restless, very energetic, charming even. I did feel like slapping him a few times during the interview though (Lol) I would ask him a serious question and he would give me a silly answer. for example: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Dbanj, you were based in the U.K, why did you come back to Nigeria? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ans: " (Laughing) My kokolets u know, i love my kokolets, cant live without my kokolets (laughing). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: You keep mentioning kokolets, pls define kokolet........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Him: A kokolet (laughing) is a fine woman (laughing) with curves in the right places (laughing) like u (laughing) U are fit to be a kokolet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hope u get the picture, by the time the interview was done, i had a major headache and i felt like i had just finished babysitting a troublesome toddler. I like the guy though. He's fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To add insult to injury, when i got home , my dad said i let him take over the interview and that i was overwhelmed by him. I was so mad. (Stay tuned for Part 2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-116644864603306457?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116644864603306457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=116644864603306457' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116644864603306457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116644864603306457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2006/12/people-i-have-interviewed-this.html' title='People I have interviewed this year.(Part 1)'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-116636072077090425</id><published>2006-12-17T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T05:05:20.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Mom! Im on TV!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Seriously! Im on tv! One day last week, my co-worker came to me &amp; said a telecoms company is looking for a female co-presenter for their tv program and Mrs RMD (Jumobi) recommended me, i was so surprised cos ive never met this woman before but she recommended me? So, a lady from some agency contacted &amp;amp; told me what would be required of me, the discussion now shifted to what i would be paid...............lets just say what they were offering was almost insulting........and i was having a hard time acceoting their offer. They called me the next day and said they had given the job to another lady from another radio station. Even though the money was insulting, i was still sad. I was really down but i decided it was not for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I later got a call a few days later that the executives could not decide who they wanted, so they wanted all the ladies being considered to come in for an audition. I went to the audition (Thank God it was a private audition) . The next day, they offered me the job. Now the job was supposed to be just a once a week thing (Every sunday) . They called me later &amp; said they wanted an everyday thing for the next 7 weeks and they multiplied the money (x 5) . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Call me greedy or whatever but i was kinda dissappointed that they didnt multiply it by 7 . If they had, i would have been paid some millions! (Im a thief abi?) LOL. I thank God sha. Its a big break for me @ such a young age. I dunno if i ever revealed this but Im &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;22&lt;/span&gt;years. There i said it, im tired of hiding my age.  So watch for me on National/Network TV. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NB: I called Mrs RMD for recommending me. God bless her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-116636072077090425?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116636072077090425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=116636072077090425' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116636072077090425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116636072077090425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2006/12/look-mom-im-on-tv.html' title='Look Mom! Im on TV!'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-116568033889272848</id><published>2006-12-09T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T08:05:38.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DRAMA @ WORK PT 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Due to popular demand, I'll finish this story. .......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The next day i walked into the studio, he was talking to a female co-worker and he turned back&amp; saw me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;He Says: Oh, Speak of the devil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I say: (Sarcastic tone) Oh, Hi angel! (and i walked out of the studio)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Later, my co-worker comes to me and asks what happened and i told her, she then said David had gone around telling anyone who would listen that I was disrespectful to him.  Being a media house, the word spread faster than wild fire, every one heard about it. They kept coming up to me to ask why i didnt hang out with david anymore.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We ignored each other &amp; spoke only when absolutely necessary for almost a month. A female co-worker &amp; friend (lets call her Nikky) came up to me and said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Nikky: I need to talk to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: What about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Nikky: About u &amp; David, We (your friends @ work) Think u should go talk to him, apologize because......(I cut her off)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: WHAT? Hell NO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Nikky: We know he's an idiot, he's immature.........but we think you should try to talk to him, not because you are wrong, but so that u can get back on the morning show. U know its the #1 morning show in Naija. U cant deny that it has helped your career as a broadcaster. We know he misses having u on the show and we know u miss being on the show..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: I cant do it, It would just make him have a bigger head, i cant. He has never once apologized to me, i cant keep getting disrespected! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Nikky: This is a career move, do this for your career. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: I'll think about it. Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So i though about it for a few hours........&amp; decided to grudgingly talk to the idiot! This is how the conversation went...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: Hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Him: Hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: So whats going on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Him: What do u mean whats going on (smirking)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: All the drama, all the wahala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Him: Theres nothing going on, we had a nasty argument. Im sorry it happened, but then im not sorry it happened, It helped me get stuff off my chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: Huh? What do u mean? what stuff? If u had stuff to say all this while, why didnt u just say it? &amp; What does this have to do with the show?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Him: I want to go back to the days when it was just David on the show. Ive been listening to my tapes and i think im better in the studio by myself. Having you on the show, was quite distracting. I think i work better on my own &amp; if im going to have another female co-host, it will be a more mature female, our age gap is too much. Plus u have an attitude &amp;amp; u are too mouthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: (loosing my cool) an attitude? mouthy? Who started the argument? You were the one who started raising your voice and saying nasty things. What did u want me to do? just let u talk to me like that? Im tired of being of spoken to that way, im tired of being treated badly. &amp; U had the NERVE to bring up MY FATHER? &amp;amp; U expect me to be quiet??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Him: Too bad, he got u the job anyway, you didnt pay any dues..........(I cut him off)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: My father has nothing to do with this, I dont think you would like it one bit if i brought ur family into this...................(Some random co-worker just walks into the studio, so i stop talking)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Him: Besides, u made me lazy.......(Another interruption by yet another person...........so i leave the studio)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I regret going to say anything to him. He got even bigger headed. We say hello/hi/good morning or whatever but we dont hang out anymore.  (To be cont.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-116568033889272848?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116568033889272848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=116568033889272848' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116568033889272848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116568033889272848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2006/12/drama-work-pt-2.html' title='DRAMA @ WORK PT 2'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-116566971779329890</id><published>2006-12-09T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T05:08:37.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Shopping &amp; more.......................</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pls forgive me for not thinking of more interesting/or intriguing titles for my posts. This week was aight. Not much happened......I went shopping, i hit up some spots on the island looking for shoes and i was pissed! I was pissed cos i couldnt find big sizes. I wear a size 10 or 11 (SHUT UP!) So its difficult for me to find fashionable shoes. Sometimes when i find my size, i just buy them cos i dont know when next i'll find my size (it's that bad! especially in naija). Anyone who has info on where to buy reasonably priced fashionable shoes (Sizes 10/11). Pls let me know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Congrats to Ms. Minx &amp;amp; Myself. We are both nominees for the "On Air personality of the year" (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thefuturenigeria.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;www.thefuturenigeria.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;) . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just spoke with her on the phone and i was telling her that the competition is really tight! May the best man or woman win. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-116566971779329890?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116566971779329890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=116566971779329890' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116566971779329890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116566971779329890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-shopping-more.html' title='Christmas Shopping &amp; more.......................'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-116534949887312880</id><published>2006-12-05T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T12:11:38.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LONELY PEACEFUL MONDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MoNdays are my off days, I mean my ONLY off day. So I look forard to monday while evryone is dreading monday. This past monday (Yesterday) I really enjoyed myself. When i woke up, the house was empty and quiet. I loved it, Maybe im weird but am i the only one who enjoys alone time? I walked around the house in my underwear, ate what i wanted, when i wanted, farted when i wanted without having to apologize (Lol! so gross) oh And didnt take a shower till like 3pm (&amp; no one was there to remind me that im a "Lady" &amp;amp; "Ladies", dont do such......bla bla bla)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then i watched half of the first season of sex &amp;amp; the city, got bored and read half of a good mystery novel. I was in heaven until i heard the familiar *beep beep* of my moms car around past 6pm, i instantly wished my peaceful monday would start all over again. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-116534949887312880?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116534949887312880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=116534949887312880' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116534949887312880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116534949887312880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2006/12/lonely-peaceful-monday.html' title='LONELY PEACEFUL MONDAY'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-116507127814734967</id><published>2006-12-02T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T04:02:31.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY BRUSH WITH FAME!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y'all wont believe what just happened to me!!! &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;RMD &lt;/span&gt;called me!!! Lil ol me!!!! (I KNOW I SOUND LIKE A GROUPIE BUT I DONT CARE!!!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I decided to play this movie game on my show that involves nollywood movies..............next thing i know...............my phone rings and i see this strange number, I immediately go into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;no nonsense bitch mode&lt;/strong&gt;* cos i receive some crazy ass phone calls sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ME: Hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HIM: Good Afternoon, is this *****?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me: Yeeeesss???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HIM: Hi, this is RMD, I just wanted to say that what you did just now, was very creative. Im impressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ME: Oh my God, Thank you so much, Oh my God..........Im going to tell my whole family that RMD called me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HIM: *Laughing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ME: Thank you so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HIM: Im really impressed, it was so creative, Thank you very much. My wife always says good stuff about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ME: Really? Pls tell her that she's one of the reasons that I went into this field. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HIM: Lol! she's going to feel old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ME: No no no, no offense but she was one of the people who inspired me. Thank you so much for this call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HIM: Thank you too. Bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I shed a tear or two (Am i over reacting? Cos if i am, i dont give a!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh &amp;amp; I saved the number!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-116507127814734967?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116507127814734967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=116507127814734967' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116507127814734967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116507127814734967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-brush-with-fame.html' title='MY BRUSH WITH FAME!!!'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-116422924403095598</id><published>2006-11-22T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T13:14:50.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DRAMA @ WORK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started working at the radio station sometime last year. At first, I was in the news department, I later found myself on the morning show as co-host/side kick to this popular dude- lets call him David. David and I clicked from the very beginning, we became like the Regis &amp; Kelly of naija. We talked about everything from serious world issues to the craziest stuff. We also played a lot of pranks on people on air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to fall out once in a while and all of those times, I found myself apologizing, even when it was his fault, David has never opened his mouth to apologize to me or anyone he wronged in my presence. David is a foreigner and he brought with him a fresh, modern style. He basically gave Nigerian radio “mouth to mouth”. Other people @ work used to warn me that I would soon see the “real David”, they were right, I started to notice that he had this air of a “demi-god”,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime ago, He was able to convince a successful fast food joint to sponsor one of our segments on the show that involved playing pranks on the phone. David struck a deal with me &amp;amp; some other employees of the radio station to assist him with this segment and he would make sure he we got “paid”. We later found out his definition of “paid” meant getting 5,000 naira each weekly. We were aight with it, after all 5K isn’t much but it isn’t money to be thrown away either. At least 5k is enuff for me to get my hair and nails done. A few days later, I got a call from the marketer that helped David close the deal with the company, he asked me how much David said he would be paying us, I told him 5K, the marketer couldn’t believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He revealed to me that David had been paid some millions of naira, so he could afford to even pay us like 80grand each. I met with the other employees who were involved in this and we decided to talk to David about it and appeal to him to pay us some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we approached him, before we could even finish, he lost his cool and said “All of y’all can kiss my dick!, give me my money back, I don’t need y’all, y’all are so greedy and so disrespectful! I try to put some money in ur pockets and u come to me with this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I arrived @ work to find that the gist had spread throughout the station, even to other departments. Would u believe that David had the nerve to accuse me of spreading the gist. I was so pissed, cos I had nothing to do with the gist spreading, he also called me greedy and desperate for money. He even added, “ Who the hell are you anyway? When did u start radio?” I was so hurt, surprised and disappointed at the turn of events that I didn’t speak to him for some days. He later tried to joke about the whole incident and saw nothing wrong with what he did or said. I told him I felt hurt and he said something like “too bad!” A few days later…we were on the air again…entertaining people like nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ish like this happened last year, this year, same old stuff happened. He continued to disrespect people, talking down to them and so on. I just decided to ignore his antics and do my job………&lt;br /&gt;The straw that broke the camels back happened about a month ago……………..&lt;br /&gt;First let me give u some background info on what goes on @ my radio station……….before each show every broadcaster/personality is given a music log (list of songs to be played), a commercial log (list of commercials to be played). &amp; after every show there’s a specific place that these logs should be returned to. Also, the studio is supposed to be tidy, with all the cd‘s (discs) to be returned to the shelves. Whenever David &amp;amp; I do our show, I always make sure I return the cds, the logs and so on. However some days, David does his personal show and my personal show comes up right after his. I started to notice that he would leave the studio without tidying up, he wouldn’t return his log(s) or some of his cd’s and I would quietly put them back. I even mentioned it to him a couple of times, and he would laugh it off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, (about a month ago) I walked in to studio to find his usual mess. Both logs not returned and some cds not returned. I got angry and wrote him a note on the back of the log. It read “David, return your logs &amp; cds after ur show!”.&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I came into the studio, he was there, I said “Good Morning” and he ignored me. I was like “Hey! Good Morning” and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;He said: I saw ur nasty little note!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I said: What was so nasty about it, I didn’t insult u did I? I only told u to…He Interrupts in a LOUD voice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He said: DON’T U EVER IN YOUR LIFE ASK ME TO DO ANYTHING AGAIN! I’VE BEEN DOING THIS FOR FIFTEEN YEARS, WHERE DO U GET OFF TELLING ME WHAT TO DO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said: (Raising my voice) Well then, MR “IVE BEEN DOING THIS FOR 15 YEARS, YOU SHOULD KNOW BETTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;He says: ISNT IT UR JOB ANYWAY? DON’T U WORK FOR ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say: EXCUSE ME? MY JOB? POINT OF CORRECTION! I DON’T WORK FOR U! U DON’T PAY ME SALARY! I WORK FOR THE RADIO STATION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;He says: THAT’S ALL U DO ANYWAY! U SIT THERE, I DO ALL THE WORK! I RUN THE SHOW! ALL U DO IS CLEAN UP AFTERWARDS. ITS NOT LIKE U PUT ON THE MIC ON UR OWN TIP, U JUST SIT THERE, U CANT SAY ANYTHING ON THE AIR WITHOUT STUMBLING ANYWAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say: I DON’T KNOW WHAT UR PROBLEM IS, STOP BEING SO DAMN SENSITIVE! NEXT TIME, DO THE RIGHT THING, THEN I WONT HAVE TO WRITE YOU A NOTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;He says: I CAN SEE U NOW FEEL THAT U HAVE OUTGROWN BEING MY ASSISTANT! U THINK U’RE IRREPLACABLE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I say: NO DUDE! U THINK U R IRREPLACBLE, U THINK U’RE A god NOW ABI? U THINK U CAN DO ANYTHING? GO RUN FOR PRESIDENT THEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;He says: I WILL GO TO THE BIG BOSS &amp;amp; REQUEST FOR ANOTHER ASSISTANT, U THINK UR TOO BIG NOW! U KNOW HE REALLY DOESN’T LIKE U OR UR VOICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I say: WHAT THE HELL DO U WANT ME TO DO? BEG U? I DON’T CARE! PLS RUN! RUN! &amp; GO &amp;amp; MEET HIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;He says : U FEEL TOO BIG TO RETURN 4 OR 5 CDS! INFACT, ITS TIME TOBLOW SOMEONE ELSE UP! WHEN THEY MOVE U FROM THIS SHOW, I’LL SEE WHAT SHOW THEY WILL PUT U ON! MAYBE UR DADDY WILL COME AND SEE THE DEPUTY BIG BOSS AFTER THIS, HE GOT U THE JOB ANYWAY, U JUST GOT ON THE AIR, U DIDN’T PAY ANY DUES, WRITING ME A NASTY ASS NOTE OVER A FEW CD’S, WHY Didn’t U GO AHEAD AND WRITE A MEMO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say: I DON’T GIVE A SHIT IF ITS ONE CD, DO WHAT THE HELL U ARE SUPPOSED TO DO &amp;amp; THERE WONT BE DRAMA! MR I HAVE BEEN DOING THIS SINCE I WAS BORN, THEN UR OLD EXPERIENCED ASS SHOULD KNOW BETTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;He says: I RUN THE SHOW, IM GETTING A NEW ASSISTANT, I DON’T NEED U ON THE SHOW ANYMORE……….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I say: DO THE RIGHT THING! THERE WONT BE DRAMA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He storms out……………and we officially stop talking………even on air)&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-116422924403095598?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116422924403095598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=116422924403095598' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116422924403095598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116422924403095598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2006/11/drama-work.html' title='DRAMA @ WORK'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-116394698546328179</id><published>2006-11-19T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T08:02:31.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me  &amp; My Boyfriend.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are An Independent Girlfriend!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatkindofgirlfriendareyouquiz/independent-girlfriend.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Whoa, Ms. Independent! Your guy digs your modern style...But he's sometimes left to wonder if you really like him.Keep that unique spirit, but show him your love a bit more often.No worries - you're light years away from smothering him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My guy &lt;em&gt;DOES&lt;/em&gt; sometimes wonder if I &lt;em&gt;REALLY&lt;/em&gt; like him. He thinks im sometimes selfish and I cant stick my neck out for him, as in I'm not Down for him. I agree that I can be a bit selfish but I dont agree with the "down" for him part. We have been having some issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am a VERY jealous person even though I try to play it off as if I'm not. I could be insecure at times- So sometimes, a little thing like him not calling me back after I call him and he misses the call , gets me pissed off. I dont believe in being too busy to call or call back. To me, it is the wackest excuse ever. If u cant call, send a text, Flash me or if u dont have credit to call, go to a pay phone for Gods Sake its just 30 Naira!!!! Or send a "Pls Call me" . So little things like this PISS me off ! (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Yeah! Yeah! Call me petty&lt;/span&gt; !)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Also, I believe i mentioned some stuff about him having a lot of female friends- how we cant go anywhere in Lagos without him stopping to say hello to someone and 8 times out of 10, Its usually girl!!!! Argghhh!!! Also, a part of me thinks he still has feelings for a particular ex-girlfriend, he says he has a kind of "soft spot" for her because of what they shared......&lt;em&gt;yada yada&lt;/em&gt; but that they could never get back together .........(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I guess I kinda understand cos i've got a kind of "soft spot" for some of my ex's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) But sometimes I wonder if she shows interest in him again, will he go back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Another problem I have is that we rarely hang out @ nite- Let me explain- My dear OVER-PROTECTIVE parents do not approve of me going out @ nite. Im allowed to go out rarely and even then when it starts getting late(according to them) they start calling me every 5 mins. Till today, I dont know what kind of jazz i used on them when they agreed to let me go to the THISDAY CONCERT . Anyways, so i usually hang out with him during the day, most of the time by 9pm- Im at home. So i always wonder if he has a "nite time" girlfriend and Im the "day-time" girlfriend. (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It sounds silly, I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He's been on my case since we were kids, now that we are together, he's talking about marriage- To tell u the truth, marriage scares the hell outta me! I always wonder if i can actually stay with the SAME man till death do us part! Will I remain Faithful? Will he remain Faithful? Would we tire of each other and end up wanting to kill each other? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Another thing is, He thinks my Dad hates him. I dont think so, I think my Dad hates all guys who show interest in me, why? Cos he's my dad and doesnt want any guy to "mess up" my life (His words, not mine) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BF thinks my Dad hates him also because he doesnt have a conventional job- BF is a graduate of Business Admin, but instead of going to work in the corporate world like his peers, he chose to open his own business- He's been running it for years now- He's a designer and Daddy doesnt like it. Like I said in a previous post, My dad is a firm believer in the "shirt &amp; tie" jobs.........&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It doesnt impress him that BF is a designer who not only designs clothes (both native &amp;amp; english), he designs shoes, boxers and everything but womens underwear. To my dad, he's a "Tailor"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Inspite of all this, I know he loves me, I love him too but he claims he loves me more............I dont know.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Lord help us.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(To be continued)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-116394698546328179?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116394698546328179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=116394698546328179' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116394698546328179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116394698546328179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2006/11/me-my-boyfriend.html' title='Me  &amp; My Boyfriend.....'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-116388532630084780</id><published>2006-11-18T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T13:28:46.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming soon.............</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Coming Soon to this blog: "Drama @ work", "Me &amp; My Boyfriend", "Daddys Little Girl" &amp;amp; "Nigerians: The great pretenders". Coming Soon y'all! Pls bear with me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-116388532630084780?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116388532630084780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=116388532630084780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116388532630084780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116388532630084780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2006/11/coming-soon.html' title='Coming soon.............'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-116160726815438019</id><published>2006-10-23T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T05:41:08.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What will become of me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish i were psychic, wish i could see into the future &amp; see what would become of me. Right now i have a job that pays the bills (cant complain too much, cos some dont have jobs) .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been going on interviews here &amp;amp; there and its looks like i'll soon be offered a job @ a multi-national company. I dont know what to do! Do i give up my radio dj/presenter job &amp; go in work in the corporate world? I know the multi-national will pay heck of a lot better BUT im not so sure i want to leave my present job. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd really like to work for MTV or E (THE ENTERTAINMENT STATION) .........I dont know what to do!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My parents think the radio job is not a real job, they always say "Your mates are making millions! Buying shares and doing big things" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One of my friends thinks its " a waste of time".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BF thinks i should "Follow my heart &amp; do what makes me happy"- I think his advice is the best!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;However, how do i do what i like if what i like doesnt pay enough? Help!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-116160726815438019?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116160726815438019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=116160726815438019' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116160726815438019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116160726815438019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-will-become-of-me.html' title='What will become of me?'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-116117761113646454</id><published>2006-10-18T06:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T13:25:23.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;FOUR JOBS YOU'VE HAD IN YOUR LIFE&lt;br /&gt;1. Sales Associate @ a lingerie store&lt;br /&gt;2. Sales Associate @ Eddie Bauer Clothing&lt;br /&gt;3. Bakery Assistant&lt;br /&gt;4. Night Watch @ School (Oakland University)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR FICTIONAL JOBS YOU WISH YOU HAD&lt;br /&gt;1. Chocolate Eater&lt;br /&gt;2. TV Watcher&lt;br /&gt;3. Mattress Tester&lt;br /&gt;4. Princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR MOVIES YOU COULD WATCH OVER AND OVER AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;1. Save the last Dance&lt;br /&gt;2. The Wood&lt;br /&gt;3. The Best Man&lt;br /&gt;4. Brown Sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR CITIES YOU'VE LIVED IN&lt;br /&gt;1. Lagos, Nigeria&lt;br /&gt;2. Detroit, Michigan&lt;br /&gt;3. Rochester, Michigan&lt;br /&gt;4. Eastpointe, Michigan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR TV SHOWS YOU LOVE TO WATCH&lt;br /&gt;1. E True Hollywood story&lt;br /&gt;2. Desperate Housewives&lt;br /&gt;3. Americas Next Top Model&lt;br /&gt;4. South Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR PLACES YOU'VE BEEN ON VACATION/TRAVELED TO&lt;br /&gt;1. Abuja&lt;br /&gt;2. New York&lt;br /&gt;3. Maryland&lt;br /&gt;4. Chicago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR WEBSITES YOU VISIT DAILY&lt;br /&gt;1. .blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;2. yahoo&lt;br /&gt;3. google&lt;br /&gt;4. msn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR OF YOUR FAVORITE FOODS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Fried Plantain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2. Suya&lt;br /&gt;3. Indomie Noodles (specially prepared by me)&lt;br /&gt;4. Pepper soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR THINGS YOU WON'T EAT&lt;br /&gt;1. Sushi&lt;br /&gt;2. Water Melon (it has no taste)&lt;br /&gt;3. Paw Paw&lt;br /&gt;4. Skim milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR THINGS YOU WISH YOU COULD EAT OR DRINK RIGHT NOW&lt;br /&gt;1. Suya w/lots and lots of pepper...&lt;br /&gt;2. Cheese Cake (specially prepared by me)&lt;br /&gt;3. Dairy Queens Brownie Earthquake or Oreo blizzard&lt;br /&gt;4. Burger kings Double Whopper with everything on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR THINGS IN YOUR BEDROOM&lt;br /&gt;1. Bed...and me usually&lt;br /&gt;2. Clothes, all over the place&lt;br /&gt;3. Shoes, all ove rthe place&lt;br /&gt;4. Bottles of lotion &amp;amp; oils ( I dont need to buy lotion for another 5 yrs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR THINGS YOU WISH YOU HAD IN YOUR BEDROOM&lt;br /&gt;1. A Huge walk in closet with shoe space&lt;br /&gt;2. A huge plasma tv&lt;br /&gt;3. Lights that change with my mood&lt;br /&gt;4. A half naked good looking male masseuse/ man whore/ personal slave (im getting carried away arent i?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW&lt;br /&gt;1. Ankara Skirt&lt;br /&gt;2. Black top&lt;br /&gt;3. Wrist Watch&lt;br /&gt;4. Underwear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR PLACES I'D RATHER BE RIGHT NOW&lt;br /&gt;1. On vacation in Arguilla&lt;br /&gt;2. In michigan with friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;3. In my own house&lt;br /&gt;4. In a spa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR PEOPLE YOU'D REALLY LOVE TO HAVE DINNER WITH&lt;br /&gt;1. Oprah.&lt;br /&gt;2. Naomi Campbell (out of curiosity)&lt;br /&gt;3. Funmi Iyanda&lt;br /&gt;4. Nelson Mandela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR THINGS YOU ARE THINKING RIGHT NOW&lt;br /&gt;1. Why am I doing this? Am i that jobless?&lt;br /&gt;2. I need a massage&lt;br /&gt;3. I need a vacation&lt;br /&gt;4. I need a raise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR OF YOUR FAVORITE THINGS&lt;br /&gt;1. Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;2. Free time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;3. Books&lt;br /&gt;4. Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u are reading this, you're tagged!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-116117761113646454?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116117761113646454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=116117761113646454' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116117761113646454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116117761113646454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2006/10/four-jobs-youve-had-in-your-life-1_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-116066509314135279</id><published>2006-10-12T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T08:31:10.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A to Z's</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Accent&lt;/strong&gt; – American with a lil bit of yoruba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Booze&lt;/strong&gt; – Hennessey, Jack Daniels, Vodka, Baileys &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chore I hate &lt;/strong&gt;– Washing Dishes, hand-washing Clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dogs/Cats&lt;/strong&gt; – Dogs..... i've got 3!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Essential electronics&lt;/strong&gt; – PC &amp; phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favourite perfume&lt;/strong&gt; - Light Blue by Dolce &amp;amp; Gabbana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gold/silver&lt;/strong&gt; – Silver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hometown&lt;/strong&gt; – My father says Owo, Ondo State............I say Lagos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Insomnia &lt;/strong&gt;– maybe like twice a year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Job title&lt;/strong&gt; – Radio Personality/Professional Gbeborun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kids &lt;/strong&gt;- None yet, but I want twins!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Living arrangements&lt;/strong&gt; – at home with parents (I hate it!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most admired trait&lt;/strong&gt; - Being honest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number of sexual partners&lt;/strong&gt; – Im a virgin ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Overnight hospital stays&lt;/strong&gt; – A couple of times when i was down with malaria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quote&lt;/strong&gt; – Its not what you know, its who you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Religion&lt;/strong&gt; - Christian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Siblings&lt;/strong&gt; - One older brothers, two younger ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time I usually awake&lt;/strong&gt; – 4.15 a.m. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unusual talent&lt;/strong&gt; – i dont cry when chopping onions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vegetable I refuse to eat&lt;/strong&gt; – None &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worst habit&lt;/strong&gt; - Procrastination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X-rays&lt;/strong&gt; – once in Nigeria. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yummy foods I make&lt;/strong&gt; – Spaghetti Sauce (you'd swear you were at an italian restaurant)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zodiac sign&lt;/strong&gt; – Cancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you are reading this, i guess you know me a lil better! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-116066509314135279?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116066509314135279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=116066509314135279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116066509314135279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116066509314135279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2006/10/to-zs.html' title='A to Z&apos;s'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-116060402504538000</id><published>2006-10-11T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T03:08:32.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Ramblings............</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I went to the concert!!! Free of charge!!! (Yay!!!) I got a press pass. Im sure u guys got the gist already so i wont bore u with anymore gist except that no one mentioned that Busta said we have the best canabis in Naija and he proceeded to smoke it on stage. Same with Snoop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;@ Work.............nothing much going on, im on the midday shift (11am - 4pm) I hate it!!! By the time i get out of work, the day is gone! The shift itself is soo boring &amp; laid back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There's this white/lebanese/arab guy (IM NOT RACIST!!!)that really got on my nerves a few days ago (will elaborate later) but im prepared to show him peppe&lt;/span&gt;r( in a professional way of course) He'll never forget me (Touching index finger to tongue &amp;amp; pointing it to the sky) Good nite folks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-116060402504538000?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116060402504538000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=116060402504538000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116060402504538000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116060402504538000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2006/10/random-ramblings.html' title='Random Ramblings............'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-116023598595958865</id><published>2006-10-07T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T08:46:25.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"..................arch ur back............smile...... try to look sexy at the same time..........Purrffffect!!!!."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hello People!!! Im happy to announce that the photo shoot was on thursday..........it took a loooong time and im glad its over with! Cos i fretted and panicked for days.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Let me explain (in case u dont understand).......Im a tomboy! I pick comfort over fashion ALMOST everytime. I live in jeans, baby tees and tank tops, &amp; maybe the occasional skirt.  I dont usually put on makeup (foundation is the enemy!!!) I prefer just a little lip gloss and mascara . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyways................the makeup artist started applying the makeup around 5pm, she wasnt done until past 6pm. I was so restless (cant sit still for long!!) I had never put on so much makeup in my life! It was worth it though!! My co-workers (especially the guys) kept teasing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The dress i wore was thankfully supplied by a designer called Mya (Designer of the year 2003). It was very girly, pink, long, low neck (which i have no problem with! but i know my parents will freak!!!) . It looked good sha. Isaac Emokpae (I hope i spelt it right) was the photographer........it was really nice. I just have to say that posing isnt easy oh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It takes a very confident and secure person to do a photo shoot and not feel foolish/silly while posing and trying to find the right facial expression. I didnt know whether to smile showing my teeth or not, whether to scowl.............i took a bunch of shots..........I dont even know which one will be used. Im going to see the photographer on monday to get them (if i like them, ill post one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As for the concert, the tickets were reduced to 10,000 per day from 25,000. I still am reluctant to pay that amount of money! Im hustling to see if i can get a press pass............................(to be continued)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-116023598595958865?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116023598595958865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=116023598595958865' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116023598595958865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116023598595958865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2006/10/arch-ur-backsmile-try-to-look-sexy-at.html' title='&quot;..................arch ur back............smile...... try to look sexy at the same time..........Purrffffect!!!!.&quot;'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-116005660566047261</id><published>2006-10-05T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T06:56:45.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shame on me................................................</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes I know, Shame on me for not posting a blog in a while. Shame on me for not going on that diet i was supposed to go on , shame on me for not going on that workout program that i specially organized for myself at Ikoyi Club, Shame (low-down dirty shame!) on me for having UNHOLY THOUGHTS  about other guys cos BF hasnt been in town for almost a month. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was tempted! But i did nothing!!! Im a good girl (what did u expect?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Speaking of BF, a whole lot has happened.............but i decided not to blog about HIM all the time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My life has been centered around work..work... work! Ive been busy doing commercials and hypes (&amp; getting paid !!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ive also been busy trying to see if i can tickets to the big concert (Jay Z, Missy ,Beyonce, Ciara, Busta, Snoop &amp;amp; Mary J.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then a womens mag wants to do a profile on me..................im running around trying to get something "stylish" to wear  for the photo shoot......................See ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-116005660566047261?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116005660566047261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=116005660566047261' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116005660566047261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/116005660566047261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2006/10/shame-on-me.html' title='Shame on me................................................'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-115669560829332584</id><published>2006-08-27T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T09:27:28.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hello! Nice to see u again! How r u? Im Blessed and Highly Favored! Ok..............let me apologize for disappearing. I had to get my life together (and its still not completely together). So..............where did i stop..................ok..............ok.................i remember.................some crazy chick called me @ 5am to stay off her boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Ok, In the morning, i called BF (BoyFriend) and told him what happened. I asked him who she was and he said he wasnt sure. He however said he suspects this particular girl and he was going to warn her to stop calling. I wanted to know who "she" was but he refused to let me know her name. I was furious!!!!! What the F***!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days later, BF calls me up and tells me he went to her place and warned this chick to stop calling, according to him, she was laughing and denying that she was the one. I asked him who the chick is/was to him and he claimed she was someone he used to mess around with before we got together but the chick doesnt want to walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout that day and week, i got a lot of texts from this crazy chick saying that OUR BF came over to her place and they made love and bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;Till today i dont know who to believe, i believe BF but anything could have happened/or still be happening. Im proud of the way i handled things though. I never once replied or called her back and that is no unlike me. So i guess i have outgrown some stuff. It wasnt easy not replying though but i just chose to ignore and i havent received a single call or text since then. I hope i never receive them again. Im still keeping my ears and eyes open though! What do y'all think??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-115669560829332584?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115669560829332584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=115669560829332584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/115669560829332584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/115669560829332584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!!!!'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-115186487470769086</id><published>2006-07-02T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T11:27:54.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What the ..............????</title><content type='html'>Ok..................let me give you some more background info.................. I have this boyfriend.............we've been dating since october. Hes a nice guy, makes me laugh, very helpful and always there for me. I have known him for a very long time(since we were kids) . H e asked me out for almost 10 years before i finally agreed. Why did i take so long? I thought he was joking and i never took him seriously until last year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, let me get to the point..............He knows a lot of people, everytime we go somewhere, he ends up saying hi to at least half of the people we see. Its annoying! Especially with girls! I have nothing against him having female friends but its like most of them have no manners. How dare you see someone you know, say hi to the person and then at the same time totally ignore the person standing right next to them??? Isnt that just rude??? In the beginning, i used to say hi but most of them (especially the ladies) would pretend not to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a very strong intuition. Most times when i dont listen to my intuition, i regret not doing so. Its really weird! Also if im in the same room with someone, many times i kinda hear whjat they are about to say before they actually say it &amp; when they say it, its like de javu for me (Its like im psychic or something). I know , I know.........................U think im crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i've been having the feeling that im not the only "girlfriend" he has. That feeling has been nagging me for a while now. I used to drop hints and he would just laugh it off. Yesterday night, i finally decided to let him know how i was feeling and i asked him directly if he was cheating and he said no (of course, did i really think he was going to tell me even if he was?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(FAST FORWARD)&lt;br /&gt;Around 5.30am, i receive a call from an unfamiliar number, I sleepily answer and a female voice firmly tells me to stay away from Her Boyfriend. She even mentioned his name (my boyfriends name)&amp; hung up. My reaction was like..............OKAY????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to bed and told him about it in the morning..............................(To be Continued)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-115186487470769086?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115186487470769086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=115186487470769086' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/115186487470769086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/115186487470769086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2006/07/what.html' title='What the ..............????'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30526384.post-115176996388721614</id><published>2006-07-01T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T12:34:47.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post</title><content type='html'>hey, My name is JUSTME. This is my very first post. I was supposed to start blogging a long time ago but i was too lazy. Im a twenty something years old, working and I live in Lagos. (to be continued)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30526384-115176996388721614?l=thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115176996388721614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30526384&amp;postID=115176996388721614' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/115176996388721614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30526384/posts/default/115176996388721614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecrazythoughtsinmyhead.blogspot.com/2006/07/first-post.html' title='First Post'/><author><name>Justme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11042299337833479913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/DGV/DGV050/1113002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
