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This is, like... way overdue. I've had this compose page open all week. Haunting me with my inadequacies.
I’ve been out of it for a while. Sure there’ve been a few things on my mind, but putting it to paper has just been... I started a few posts, decided they were too personal/controversial/just plain sucky, and gave it up. I visited my blog every day and was startled to see that despite my lack
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... But I'm having Blogger's block.
Geddit? Blog block....
No? Never mind, then.
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Don't you just HATE it when you're trying to make a perfectly VALID complaint about something, and then some OLDER person goes, 'Oh, what are you talking about, back in my day...'
YEAH, I GET IT.
You walked to school through the pouring rain, barefooted with a desk on your head. WHATEVER. And yes, yes, i KNOW, back in your day, as a corper you earned 1,500 Naira month. Cry me a bloody river.
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Backward.
So, there I was, minding my own business, browsing the net as usual before I got down to serious work, and I happened upon a site I’ve become a bit of a fan of (http://feministe.us/blog) these days:
http://naijablog.blogspot.com/2008/04/condom-ban-in-anambra.html
http://www.feministe.us/blog/archives/2008/04/07/the-cost-of-pro-life-policies-27-nigerian-women-every-day-10000-
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The past 3 days have been a bit of a whirlwind. Got my new laptop (an HP Pavillion dv9700, for those who care) on Monday :D and it’s been love and bonding ever since. Every night since then, I’ve been getting home and opening her shiny, wonderful new depths. However, I must complain about what I like to dub HP’s presumptuousness about how much unnecessary software they THINK you need. I’ve got
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Yes, i SAID it.
So, as far things go. Darkman is NO MORE.
Bus and I were chatting this morning, and we came to the same conclusion: Guys can be wastes of emotional energy. They make great friends... but the instance it becomes anything more than that... DRAMA, DRAMA, DRAMA.
As for what happened between me and the fella? Too much. Just take it like that. Let me put it this way, I can handle
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There’s no other way to put it. I didn’t realise how much of a bad Easter weekend I was having till yesterday.
It’s 7.15am, the clouds outside the large windows are thick and dark with promises of rain, but all is still. Within, the fluorescent lights are a harsh, glaring contrast to the subtle darkness of outside, and there is a din of greetings, football criticisms and post-Easter cheer.
But
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I think the title is very self-explanatory.
Onyeka went to the gym on Saturday and overdid it. That’s the long and short of this story. I blame myself. I was feeling like a star.
I didn’t even wake up with the intention of performing any form of physical activity. I literally screwed myself over. I crawled out of bed at about ten am, feeling good, and happy for the rest. I had no concrete plans
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I haven’t updated in… a while. I wish I had a good reason this time, like an illness or a trip to some exotic location. However, the simple thing is this: I was uninspired. Everyday it crossed my mind that I wanted to blog… but I didn’t. A couple of times I actually started a couple of posts, but I lost my fire halfway through. Again, no real reason for that either. Maybe I just had things on my
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So, due to certain events, and the last paragraph of my last post, I was passing through yesterday in a faintly foul and irritable mood. Like I mentioned to Naija Chickito, I thought it would only be fair if I avoided Darkman completely to prevent some psychological dagger throwing.
To add to that, for some reason, I couldn’t focus on anything, so I got absolutely NOTHING done. And I felt no