Monday, April 30, 2007

Nigeria’s Top Fiasco!

Ok, so I shelled out 30 quid to go see Nigeria’s top Model and all I can say is that I wished I had saved my money for something else, considering the cab cost 35 quid to get there….AND, I had to sneak out from work cos I didn’t want to get there late. Hisses!!!!
The oyibo men at the door kept us outside for like 15mins in the freezing cold cos he couldn’t find our names on the standard list…….eventually he found it and the reason why being that for some reason my name was on the VIP list and not the normal standard list.
People on the VIP paid like 55 quid for thier tickets, so I wasn’t complaining when the mistake was made……..all the better sef.
So me and my posse quietly and quickly crept away………..

So the show was supposed to start at 7pm…..it didn’t start till like 10.30. By 10pm they were still hooking up wires and doing mic tests and by that time my tummy was making noises cos I was soooo soooo hungry. My friend Maggie insisted on telling me how hungry she was but she didn’t know that telling me about her hunger wasn’t helping mine……….AT ALL. It just kept reminding my brain about mine.

Anyways, in the VIP section there were like 7 people on a table, and each table had a bottle of wine to share……and some measly snacks which did nothing to ease my hunger……but who was I to complain about the VIP treatment…..those in the normal section had to buy their drinks……….at least I got 2 glassess of wine and a glass of Moet from a nice guy on the table who probably bought it. Cos I didn’t see anywhere in the VIP section where champagne was being offered. ;-)
The first person on the stage was someone called Tavian (?????) I’m not sure if he’s Nigerian, but he sang the Nigerian Anthem and messed up the sixth line which is “to serve with heart and might”…….he sang “to serve with all our might”!!!!!! I mean WTF?? Mate, if you must do it then do it properly.

The there were some support acts that I won’t bother talking about……..all I remember about the performance were the girls shaking their assess on the stage…..which happened quite a lot……..
Finally the show started with the introduction of the girls and I was saying to my friends that I thought these girls were meant to be models?
Out of all of them, probably like 3 or 4 had model bodies…….one was even 5’5 and a bit overweight sef…….the slim ones had big tummies and again I was like WTF????? These are supposed to be models here………….!!!
Some more support acts…..some more dancing, then it was swimwear time……and booooooy, what a laugh……..
In true style, the hall scattered with people shouting……I mean these girls bums were bursting loose from their pants……..H-I-L-A-R-I-O-U-S!!!!!
I think they were very much behind schedule, cos they didn’t have one-on-one interviews with the models….. I actually heard today that some of them are British-born; see me thinking they were straight off the boat.

Anyways, all the models came out for their final walk in their Adebayo Jones collection and Ifeoma Ilobi who represented Miss Anambra fell on her face flat…….and in true Nigerian style, the whole hall scattered a bit more….. I genuinely felt sorry for her. I felt even more sorry for Adebayo Jones (who was on the judges table by the way) who must have died a little inside when he saw his beloved dress was probably torn.

Oh, did I mention that there was some Calabar dancing troupe as well…..who insisted on their choreography not matching and some dancing off beat……
At one point I mentioned to my friend that the whole show felt like back in the day when we used to go to other schools for Senior Lit and Interact…..with the whole fash pa and miming……and with a large cloth covering the back stage and the contestants behind dressing up…… we were just praying that the cloth didn’t fall off……now that would have been embarrassing!
Anyways, we were just waiting for the show to be over so we could get the hell out of there……I was so hungry that I couldn’t wait to get home and eat indomie and egg…..
The organizer of the event came out and gave her speech and said her thank yous and all in that husky baritone voice of hers and insisted on calling out the poor Miss Anambra and giving her flowers……
She was like; “Did you see the way Ifeoma fell”? “And what did she do? She got up and continued walking”…….
And we were like, what else would she have done? Would she have just laid on the floor or something? Or crawled out on her legs and hands??
I just couldn’t understand why she insisted on embarrassing the girl further……..poor thing.
Anyways, the crown went to Miss Lagos State….who had her own supporters club making noise for her…… I do wonder though, if she will actually make it as a model….. I mean she isn’t really Nnenna sha…… but yeah, the show ended at 3 in the morning…..instead of 2…..and yes, I still wish I hadn’t wasted my money.

A Touching Elephant Story - Elephants don't forget!!

Breaks your heart..............................
This is an amazing and heart warming story.

In 1986, Mkele Mbembe was on holiday in Kenya after graduating from North-western University.
On a hike through the bush, he came across a young bull elephant
standing with one leg raised in the air.
The elephant seemed distressed, so Mbembe approached it very carefully. He got down on one knee and inspected the elephant's foot, and found a large piece of wood deeply embedded in it.

As carefully and as gently as he could, Mbembe worked the wood out with his hunting knife, after which the elephant gingerly put down its foot.
The elephant turned to face the man, and with a rather curious look on its face, stared at him for several tense moments.

Mbembe stood frozen, thinking of nothing else but being trampled. Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, turned and walked away. Mbembe never forgot that elephant or the events of that day. Twenty years later, Mbembe was walking through the Chicago Zoo with his teenage son. As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of the creatures turned and walked over to near where Mbembe and his son were
standing.
The large bull elephant stared at Mbembe, lifted its front foot off the ground, then put it down.
The elephant did that several times then trumpeted loudly, all the while staring at the man. Remembering the encounter in 1986, Mbembe couldn't help wondering if this was the same elephant.
Mbembe summoned up his courage, climbed over the railing and made his way into the enclosure.
He walked right up to the elephant and stared back in wonder. The elephant trumpeted again, wrapped its trunk around one of Mbembe's legs and slammed him against the railing, killing him instantly.


Probably wasn't the same elephant.

;-)

“If you want to earn your man, you got to learn your man.”

By Alexyss Tylor who hosts the show 'Vagina Power 'and 'Penis Power' with her mother.

I came across this video and I have been laughing at work for the last 10mins. Abeg don't watch without your headphones.... 'specially if you're in the office....


Things I am loving....


**So I heard that Wentworth Miller is supposedly dating Gabrielle Union.......and I'm loving those rumours. Don't know how old this rumour is.......but I'm loving it...........
If it’s true then I like the fact that he has decided to go for one of our sisters….but then again, he is half black……..

**I’m loving…… my God daughter as well…..when I see her, I try to get broody and motherly….but it’s not happening….. I’m unquestionably not ready to have children.

**Im loving………Half of a yellow sun by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie……I’ve only read a few pages, but I’m undeniably hooked. It’s amazing to see how much talent people have.

**I’m loving……..American Idol…..Saturday was my favourite……as Il Divo came on. Did I mention I’m going for their concert on the 16th of May?Sad……I know.

Thursday, April 26, 2007

Half of A Yellow Sun

Ok, so I've finally decided to buy Half of A Yellow Sun by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie cos everyone on blogville has been raving about it.

I really hope it's as good as people say. And for £6.13 on Amazon, it’s not a bad deal……….. AT ALL!

So I eagerly await the book to arrive………….

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

The Innocence Project.

I came across a piece on cnn about a man called Jerry Miller who spent 25 years in jail for rape. He was released cos DNA evidence showed that he couldn't have been the one that committed the offence.
It got me thinking about how many people have been imprisoned falsely or those on death row or those who have already been executed.
The life of one person is decided by a jury of about twelve people who have to vote and decide whether a man is guilty or not guilty.
I'm naturally a jaded person and I don't believe in there being "no smoke without fire".
I investigated more and I came across the Innocence Project, who are dedicated to exonerating wrongfully convicted people through DNA.
On their website, there is a list of people who have been exonerated and the list is endless. For me it's a very sad subject. Only God can imagine the rejection they receive when they are imprisoned, both from their families and their committees.
All I can say is, I bloody hope they receive good compensation.

Thursday, April 19, 2007

Aimlessly Wilfing

On April 10th 2007, newspapers and other media reported on what was described as a "new Internet phenomenon" known as "Wilfing", or "What Was I Looking For" .……. a new term for aimlessly surfing the Internet. This is exactly what I have been doing today since I got to work.
Today is one of those days you wish you were still in bed, instead of being at work.
Anyways, while "wilfing", I discovered the following:

1) A Sudanese man has been forced to take a goat as his "wife", after he was caught having sex with the animal – honest!!!! It’s on the BBC website.
2) That men actually do more work than women. Women do more at home, but men make up for it in the workplace. (woteva)
3) Sanjaya Malakar had FINALLY been voted off American Idol.
4) A donkey became a witness in Dallas dispute. Buddy the donkey walked to the bench and stared at the jury, the picture of a gentle, well-mannered creature and not the loud, aggressive animal he had been accused of being.
5) An Israeli woman accidentally bit off part of her boyfriend's tongue during a heated French kiss.

6) That "wilfing" - or surfing the web without any real purpose - has become a new national pastime, according to a survey out this week.


I have now added the above to my burgeoning knowledge of news and I feel at least the day hasn't been futile………either that or I should have just stayed in bed.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

My Love For Tennis

So I’m a self-confessed tennis freak.
I have no idea why I like it so much. I think I got into it when the Williams sisters’ joined the tour.
So the Monte Carlo tournament is on and unfortunately, I can only watch it when I’m at work as it's on during the day.
I’m used to friends asking me why I love tennis so much and it’s even ok for them to call me a freak…………….but then when work colleagues ask me why I watch it, I get a bit annoyed.
It’s like they find it strange to see me watch it…….and I can’t see why.
Then a friend of mine at work laid it to me straight……she said and I quote, “ Its cos you’re black and black people don’t like high brow sports such as tennis”


I’m wondering if she’s right..……maybe I'm just jaded.

Welcome to Blogville!!!!

Yes, I've succumbed to the temptation to start my own blog. And I figured it's a nice way to meet new people......


Hopefully, I won’t get bored with it.........hopefully......