This is easily the best Occupy Nigeria related video I've seen all year.
The minister's people were just looking smugly on as if to say, well at least I can go back to my mansion. No conscience at all.
Nigerians are getting bolder about standing up to our corrupt government. This is necessary for every democracy to thrive.
The Nigerian police could learn a lot of lessons from the behaviour of the New York Police officers that were called to the scene.
Prism and Adura Ojo have been amazing blogging about the Occupy Nigeria movement.
Occupy all day ...... for as long as it takes.
Right after the new year I suffered from major blogging fatigue. (Or more likely In spite of everything that went on in the past two weeks, I felt like I had nothing to blog about.
The NLC strike is over but by all rights the Occupy Nigeria protests should have continued but for GEJ getting his panties in a twist and trying to accuse pissed off Nigerians of treason for daring to criticize him in a democratic country whose constitution supposedly guarantees free speech.
Obviously in his mind peaceful protests are a threat to national security (this is because an unstable terrorist group bent on forcing the entire population to convert to Islam and adopt a draconian, stone age barbaric legal system (sharia) that has murdered thousands of people in the last two years is obviously NOT a threat to national security)
Oh and police who beat up and then shoot unarmed citizens that they are meant to be protecting are NOT a threat to national security either.
Removing a fuel subsidy in order to save money when you haven't asked yourself if you REALLY need ten personal assistants and fourteen special assistants, and three million dollars for FOOD ( by the way Mr. President, what the FUCK are you eating?) is another bright idea from the recesses of our President's obviously ever active mind.
Sha sha, no condition is permanent.
Welcome to the year of the Dragon.
I wish I had somewhere to go.
I have nowhere to go and so I have to stay here.
I wish I could just walk and walk and walk and keep on walking forever
But the pain in my feet, knees and heart means I don't get too far.
I got home and it wasn't there. Nowhere to live. But it stopped being home a long time ago.
I wished I had somewhere to go then too.
I think for the longest time, my safe place was my dorm room. It was just me, and I could close my door, and be alone with my thoughts. At least, for a time, it was mine.
Now I feel as if I have nothing that is my own. I'm just drifting, just floating from place to place with nowhere really to go.
Too poor to get my own place; my own space, no matter how small, really mine.
I hope one day (soon) I'll have a place to truly call my own.
Another sad start to the new year.
Hello 2012... please bring me happiness, love, and peace.
Last night I went out with Skinny Goat and had way too much to drink. I remember arguing with somebody about something, singing off key, and Skinny Goat kissing me a lot.
That's all I remember, but according to him that's the least of all the things I did that night so I'm sort of not looking forward to entertaining conspiratorial looks from him.
Hopefully I didn't do anything too embarrassing.
Smirnoff Ice is not my friend.
Love is not my friend.
Not in the very least.
Needless to say, every time I have fallen in love or 'liked someone', it has inevitably ended in disaster.
After everything that happened with HL (Japanese Boy), I just wanted to be by myself. Be by myself and fly on autopilot for as long as I could.
I thought I was going to be sad forever but then here I am.
A month and a half ago, I met Yoruba Boy and every day has been hilarious ever since.
We need to find a code name for him though....
What shall we call him?
I'm suggesting Skinny Goat. a.k.a. SG*
* He once called me Fat Cow and I called him Skinny Goat, and that's where the name came from plus I think it's kinda cute.
We had some guests over from work, two men and a lady. And of course we brought out drinks to serve the guests. About to pour a drink for the lady, suddenly, one of the men quipped "Madam, men first!!!!".
He then went on to say " I know women only drink Fanta so give me the Coke." Completely ignoring what the lady who was offered her pick of the drinks might choose. What if she wanted the Coke?????
To say my jaw almost hit the floor is the understatement of the century. They were not my guests and it was not my house so I said absolutely nothing.
My respect for this man sitting across from me speedily zoomed to about minus fifty million percent.
Please tell me I'm not alone in wanting to slap this boor upside his head. Men first? Since when does having a penis give you the right to RUDELY override the host's chosen order of serving guests and commandeer the refreshments being offered?
What the fuck is wrong with Nigerians? Seriously, Nigerian men can you tell us because I'm sure many of us are burning with curiosity. Is there some sort of secret night meeting that Nigerian men all over the country attend where they are given mind altering drugs that fill them with humongous delusions of entitlement?
Gosh, I still can't get over my disgust.
Excuse me while I go vomit.
Men first..... wow. Just fucking wow. O_O
Today I had a disagreement with my aunt who came to visit, and we got into an argument. Not my aunt from the last post, but my other aunt from these posts here and here four years ago.
She called me a bastard and said my mother and I will never amount to anything. Of course I told her that if I was a bastard then her children were equally bastards and many other horrid things ensued.
She then started crying and left my aunt's house for my other aunt's house.
When she called me a bastard I could have easily burst into tears but I didn't. Why? Because I've been called worse before.
In Loyola, in JS1, when asked about my family, I happily and naively told everyone that my Mom was a single parent. What ensued was relentless bullying where people called me a bastard and made cruel barbs about the fact that I lived with only my mother and my father didn't care about me. So, as you can see, this "bastard" thing has been following me around for a very long time. At the time, it hurt me terribly but I've experienced and learned many things since.
I've not only been called a bastard but a slut, stupid, a freak, ugly, fat, etc. In fact, if it's in the book, I've probably heard it once or twice, but in my twenty-two years of life on this planet, I've come to understand that the labels that other people put on you externally have nothing to do with who you are inside.
Whether my personal circumstances fit the description of the English definition of 'bastard' or not, it doesn't change the fact that I like to draw, or that I'm not good at math, that I flap my arms up and down when I'm bored, and I love McVities Shortbread and Peak milk. It doesn't remove my love of Korean historical dramas, Inuyasha, or my hatred of custard.
A rose by any other name is still a rose. The things that people call me are just that - names and labels.
I'm not going to halt my life or stop doing what I want to do because of a name that someone called me. I'm still going to try my best to achieve my dreams, I'm still going to sing badly, be Igbo, and cook terrible food.
And I'm sure as hell still going to fucking draw.
So, a person who thinks that I am going to fall down and my life will grind to a halt simply because they said so obviously doesn't know the first thing about me.
I am who I am.
Bastard and proud.
I've decided I like doing portraits. There is something very calming and relaxing about drawing a portrait, perhaps because you have to take your time and it can't really be rushed. (Or at least, I can't rush portraits. I'm sure some really amazing artists can.)
But more importantly portraits (especially from life) and figure drawing develop your drawing and observation skills because you have to really see what's there down to the minutiae.
It's an immensely enjoyable process seeing the drawing develop and come to life bit by bit from a pair of eyes, maybe a mouth, a nose or ear here or there to a full face, head, and neck.
Unfortunately, I didn't record this one, but here's a new portrait I did.
This one is a drawing of a drawing, and only for practice. Inspired by this brilliant portrait here.
Woohoo!!! N wetago olu!!!!!!!!!
Ekene dili Chukwu! I got a new job!!!!
After graduating in May and four months of unemployment and serious nail biting, I finally have my first grown up job.
No more subsisting on one eternal bag of lentils!! And best of all, I can finally pay Suliph the $120 I owe her ... once I get paid that is. ^_^
*N wetago olu = I have (now) got a job
** Ekene dili Chukwu = Greetings (as in praise) be to Chukwu ( The Igbo supreme God - colloquially used by Igbo Christians to refer to the Christian God Yahweh )
Why do so many Nigerians feel the need to constantly ask others for things they know they shouldn't ask for?
I visited my aunt and while staying with her, her housekeeper asked me to give her my phone! I felt backed into a corner so I told her I was using it and then told my aunt about it. My aunt then called her and shouted at her and now I feel really guilty for telling her about it.
I keep thinking, it was just a simple phone that I don't really use and I have other better phones so why couldn't I give it to her, but at the same time, I think it was really inappropriate in the first place.
I don't know. I'm just left nursing a guilty conscience and feeling like a selfish, greedy brat.
Did I do the wrong thing?
Update: Just to clarify, she didn't ask for my phone because she NEEDED a phone - She already has one.
The phone in question that she asked me for just happens to be a nicer model than the one she has so she just wanted it.
Also, when my aunt asked her about it, she told my aunt that she asked me for it because she wanted to help me sell it. O_o.
Obviously I don't really believe that but even if that was really why she asked me for it, isn't it bizarre to just go about assuming that people want to sell their possessions (without them informing you first)? And even if they wanted to sell their possessions, why would you assume that they are incapable of selling them themselves? I mean, is she some kind of super duper sales agent that we don't know about? The explanation she gave my aunt was all kinds of faulty but I do feel bad about telling my aunt because she got yelled at and I don't want to put her job in jeopardy.
The thing is, my aunt pays her well and it's not like my aunt just pays her something random. When she came to work for my aunt, she sat at the table and my aunt let her negotiate her salary. My aunt asked her what she wanted to be paid and that's what she's paying her plus she gets a lot of freebies/bonuses/extras on top.
I wouldn't have told my aunt if I'd thought about it more but I was just really shocked/surprised by it and I was taken aback and my aunt and I are really close so I just mentioned it to her.
Afuru m gi na anya -I love you (technically)
Afuru m gi na anya m - I saw you with my eyes
That 1 letter at the end makes a huge difference.
Actually it doesn’t. Sorry to be an Igbo grammar nazi but your grammar is wrong.
In Igbo when referring to body parts, there is NO…
LOL sorry what? Okay firstly, My mother of native Igbo heritage born and bred is the one who informed me of this. Secondly, there are many ways to imply ‘i love you’ to a person, and what I stated was one CORRECT version, alongside with what you had stated. To say ‘afurum gi nanya m’ obviously the person isn’t going to think “oh yeah she saw me in her eye” that my friend, is idiotic. By stating what I said, it still gets the meaning across and still makes sense.
I think we need more of a lesson on different versions to saying something.
Re the Igbo post. It doesn’t matter that your Mom is Igbo born and bred. With all due respect to your mother, LOTS (and I mean LOADS) of Igbo people who have been speaking Igbo all their lives speak grammatically incorrect Igbo. Why? Because there is no in depth study of Igbo grammar in school like there is of English and people think that because they grew up speaking it then what they are speaking must be correct. Nothing could be further from the truth.
2. Idiomatic expressions don’t confuse people who know how to speak a language properly. If you say “Afurum gi na anya” to someone and they think you are saying “I see you in my eye” instead of “I love you” then believe me that person DOES NOT know how to speak Igbo no matter how long they’ve been “speaking it”. You don’t modify idiomatic expressions to assist other people’s ignorance and lack of proper understanding of the language, they are FIXED expressions that have meaning that are NOT related to their LITERAL meaning.
Take the following expression for example:
The nail that sticks up will be hammered down.
Does this mean I am talking about an actual nail being hammered down? No it does not.
This is a common Japanese expression and what it IMPLIES is that people who are too individual in Japanese society will face consequences until they conform to the group behaviour.
Afuru m gi na anya -I love you (technically)
Afuru m gi na anya m - I saw you with my eyes
That 1 letter at the end makes a huge difference.
Actually it doesn’t. Sorry to be an Igbo grammar nazi but your grammar is wrong.
In Igbo when referring to body…
Agree with sugabelly - there is a penchant among some to create a version of Igbo that would be unrecognizable to most native speakers. As someone who is a native speaker of English and had to study Igbo, I was quick to pick up on the fact that in Igbo, one usually drops the possessive when talking about their own body parts and I have to consciously remind myself to resist the urge to add the possessive when talking about my body parts, since I am so used to doing so in English. Perhaps, if you want to say, that you saw someone with your eyes, like when they were doing something that they deny, you could say something like, “I na-asi na ahurughi m gi? E ji m anya abuo mgbe i mere ihe a (or if you wear glasses, and wish to humorously emphasize your point, you could say, e ji m anya ano).” I defer to others on this, seeing that I still get strange looks when I attempt to speak Igbo. When I say the above out loud, it doesn’t exactly “sound” right. It’s a bit difficult for me to translate English idioms into Igbo ones. Any other thoughts?
I agree with you except for one thing.
In Igbo, UNLESS STATED OTHERWISE, THERE IS NO PLURAL / ALL NOUNS ARE ALSO PLURAL.
So you don’t say “N ji anya abuo fu gi” - this is wrong because you are adding an unnecessary counter - abuo- to a noun that is already plural (anya)
Anya = Eye, Eyes, An Eye, The Eye, The Eyes (All at once) therefore there is NO NEED to say Two eyes because it is already understood that you are speaking in the plural. (unless there is a situation in which there might be confusion, e.g. a one eyed person perhaps?)
You say - N ji anya fu gi. Or E ji m anya fu gi.
Also glasses = ugegbe
So you can say N ji ugegbe fu gi or E ji m ugegbe fu gi. (But this opens up a whole other situation because it IMPLIES that you were unable to see that person UNLESS you were wearing those glasses.)
Afuru m gi na anya -I love you (technically)
Afuru m gi na anya m - I saw you with my eyes
That 1 letter at the end makes a huge difference.
Actually it doesn’t. Sorry to be an Igbo grammar nazi but your grammar is wrong.
In Igbo when referring to body…
In response to TheFeelofFree who asked how then to tell someone you saw them with your eyes.
You say: N ji anya fu gi (LITERAL - I used (my) eyes to see you. SUPER LITERAL - I held (my) eyes and saw you)
If you speak Owerri or any Owerri-derived dialect of Igbo, you say: Ejim anya fu gi (LITERAL - (My) Eyes were used by me to see you) (SUPER LITERAL - (My) Eyes were held by me and saw you)
Afuru m gi na anya -I love you (technically)
Afuru m gi na anya m - I saw you with my eyes
That 1 letter at the end makes a huge difference.
Actually it doesn’t. Sorry to be an Igbo grammar nazi but your grammar is wrong.
In Igbo when referring to body parts, there is NO NEED to indicate that the body part is yours unless there is a possible confusion with another person’s body part because it is ALWAYS assumed that a body part mentioned (unless indicated otherwise) belongs to the SPEAKER.
Therefore, to say “afuru m gi na anya m” is incorrect grammar.
The correct statement is “afuru m gi na anya” for both implications (i.e. I love you and I see/saw you with my eye).
Furthermore, to say “afuru m gi na anya” MEANS I love you is also incorrect.
Afuru m gi na anya means EXACTLY what it sounds I like - I see you in my eye.
However, “I see you in my eye” is an IDIOMATIC expression in Igbo that is understood as the speaker indicating that they love the addressed party.
In fact, the closest approximation in Igbo to the English phrase “I Love You” in sentence structure and literal meaning is “I na-asom” - (literal meaning: You Please Me … Used to express that the speaker Likes or Loves something. in this case I suppose the addition of “greatly” would be in order to demonstrate that the feeling is elevated to the level of love)
In usage compare this to the Japanese “Dai Suki” (literal meaning, Great Like - i.e. I like you greatly or on a really high level a.k.a. Love).
Sorry, but we need to stop the spread of Bad Igbo Grammar this century.
This photo was taken last month. Yes, I am “hiding” a huge 6 month pregnant belly here. But you can see how my hair has grown since my last length check.
The longest part of my hair now touches my hipbone. YAY! That was my goal. Folks can criticize my protective style, hair preservation method all they want (*whines* uuuungh you never have fun, *whines* uuuungh never flaunt your hairrrr)…
But I’ve done what I’ve set out to do. Prove that kinky hair (all hair in fact) can only be preserved or destroyed.
To reach this length with kinky hair you’ll need patience and discipline (no different than managing & saving money). This is what it means to maximize growth. Sure, everyone can grow hair, but few may maximize their results. I grow an average of 6 inches of hair a year (or 0.5” a month) And for the most part, it seems like I keep nearly all of the hair I grow.
My new goal is to simply sustain this length and fill out my ends. Sorry, hair does not grow evenly. Especially if you cut it unevenly 4 years ago like I did! The back right of my hair is about 0.5” - 1” longer than the left. So keep that in mind. Where you start is where you’ll end!
I’m proud to say that my hair still curls up at the ends and its pretty well preserved considering that it is 4.5 years old!
BLACK WOMEN CAN GROW LONG HAIR.
Gorgeous illustration. I must practise my portraiture.
blua:
Miniature S’mores maker.
Ahh I love it!
that’s so cute :’3
[‘: I want it!
omg i would love to have that.
Fancy - Suspended Bedroom by ECDM
thefancy.comfuzz407
i like the bed covers
maxmazen
When I get rich I’ll get myself one of these!
Bensalleh
Why is the tv facing out?
jgee83
Some epic drunk whipeouts will happen here for sure.
lucasdc218
begs the question how do you…
Privacy at last
EVERY. SINGLE. Japanese girl out there has BROWN nipples and BROWN labia. How do I know this? I watch a lot of Japanese porn.
EVERY. SINGLE. ANIME GIRL in Japanese porn has PINK NIPPLES and PINK labia. How do I know this? I watch a lot of hentai porn.
In Japan, there are dyes and kits on sale to “help” you PINK-en your nipples and labia.
Who in this world has predominantly pink nipples and pink labia? WHITE WOMEN.