My country people…  Good evening.

Hope you guys are good.

It’s been a slow week so far for me, nothing at all like my usual Mondays and Tuesdays. Last week was a nightmare and I didn’t get to rest over the weekend. Rain beat the crap out of me on Saturday and I got soaked to my bones. Now, I feel like shit, like I’m coming down with something so I’m trying to take things easy. I’ve been feeding on painkillers and coffee and bread since then.

In fact, to be honest, I’m not really doing anything… I went to our training school Monday morning to address some new recruits. This is the fourth Monday in a row that I’m having to do that. I just wear a tight skirt suit and high heels, stand before a group of 30 to 40 people and talk to tell them about their new jobs. After talking, they clap, then they ask questions and I give them random answers that I pull out of my ass. It’s funny cos a number of them are the same age as me, but when I talk, they look at me like I have the cure to Cancer. They don’t know that I still watch SpongeBob Squarepants and wear non-matching underwear.

Anyway, that’s not what we’re discussing today… today, we’re going to talk about a recent conversation I had with a friend. He’s an ex actually, but we’re still very close friends. Before we go into that though, I’ll tell you about a theory another friend of mine has. This other friend believes that, if by the age of 35 you are still single, then you should know exactly why you are single. And any single person, 35  and above, who claims to not know why is delusional and being dishonest with himself/herself.

I think that theory makes plenty of sense. I’m not 35 yet but I used to think I had a pretty good idea of the reasons I am still single. I thought I had my good sides and bad sides clearly understood.

You know how it is, when someone asks you to describe yourself. Naturally, you start with all the good things first… “I’m caring”, “I’m God fearing”, “I’m nice to a fault”, “I spend my Saturdays in a Motherless babies home” bla bla bla

Then, because you don’t want to look like you think you’re perfect, you mention one or two bad things. But, even the bad things, you say them in a fun way so that they don’t seem too bad…

“I get a lil grumpy sometimes” is a nice way of saying “I am bipolar and I also suffer from multiple personality disorder and one of my personalities might stab you in your sleep”

Or “I’m a scaredy cat who is always afraid to try out new things” could be a way of saying “I will never ever give you head even if your D was the last source of vitamin D in the world.”

You get what I’m saying right?

So we were having this talk and he, my friend, was telling me stuff he couldn”t really say before when we were together. It was a no holds barred, non-sugar coated, bitter truth firing session… I felt bad for days after that talk because I realized that if what he said was true, then I will probably die a lonely old woman.

I’m much better now, and I’m consoling myself with the fact that maybe one day, I will meet a guy with strong enough prescription pills to love me just the way I am. And I won’t tell you what he said just in case the future hubby-slash-prescription-pill-swallower is reading this right now. However, the whole episode made me wonder if I’ve been lying to myself this whole time.

One thing a lot of people don’t know about me is that I sometimes have complex issues and I have a habit of constantly putting myself down. How it works is, even before you mention it, I will tell you that I have only three strands of hair. Before you tell me  that my clothes are last season, I would’ve described myself as old school. It’s the same with my work, my looks, my writing… there’s not much about me that I think is good enough. Or at least as good as I would like it to be.

I am genuinely amazed at people who can stand in front of a mirror and talk about how “hawt” they are or at guys who brag about how charming they are. There are people with heads shaped like used condoms who describe themselves as being very irresistible to the ladies. Girls with dual-purpose asses that can double as ironing boards who talk about how guys wanna “tap this booty”. I even have a friend who thinks he’s a better writer than Stephen King, John Grisham and Obasanjo put together… but the first time I read one of his stories, I had tears in my eyes. Tears because his work was that painful to read.

Yeah, I know you gotta be your biggest cheerleader, your biggest fan and your biggest supporter. I know all that Oprah-self-help BS, but my question is, where do you draw the line between self-confidence and self-deceit??

Me, I’m of the belief that, if you’re hot or charming or brilliant or swimming in money or whatever, you won’t have to say it or make so much noise about it. It’ll show naturally.

I don’t know if I’m making sense… I’ve decided to start reading some self-help books. I might get answers there.


As you were…


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GA · March 5, 2014 at 6:38 pm

Get well soon Ngo..
lets assume he said the truth, u have heard it and i think u have handled it well or u r handling it well(ur not dead just down with something).
learnt so much for my self from this, more than u can imagine “I” normally would..
my answer to your question will be : Self confidence is having the right tools and knowing u can when u try while deceit is knowing u cant but believe u already have.
e.g Girls with dual-purpose asses that can double as ironing boards who talk about how guys wanna “tap this booty” is deceit if they mean it literally, but if what they mean is with their character which might be good then its confidence…
dunno if u get me.. but what do i know right.

    admin · March 5, 2014 at 8:59 pm

    Wow! That’s another way of looking at it (the ironing board ass theory)… makes good sense too. Maybe I’m just beefing people a high self esteem ( ._.)
    And yeah, I’m handling the truth pretty well 😀

MrBure · March 5, 2014 at 7:44 pm

Did you order the Code Red?!

Sorry, couldn’t resist. 🙂

    admin · March 5, 2014 at 9:01 pm

    Lol… nope. Not yet time for Aunt Flo to come visit… she can like to take her time too.

armacah · March 5, 2014 at 9:03 pm

Hahahahahaha Heads shaped like used condoms..lmao!

    admin · March 6, 2014 at 5:54 am

    That’s the one that will cash ya eye… :p

Ghost · March 5, 2014 at 10:50 pm

Damn, now you’ve got me thinking about taking down my “Gozie the Greatest” wallpaper…

    admin · March 6, 2014 at 5:54 am

    Lol… don’t take it down… it’s ok as long as it’s not hanging on anyone else’s wall. Ya dig?

ISA Okon · March 6, 2014 at 8:28 am

Never a dull moment. Been a while love. Long gist about the absence. We’ll catch up later. The issue’s unfortunately a very serious one & the write up most educating.

You Ryan well dear.

    admin · March 6, 2014 at 1:27 pm

    Sweerie… it ‘av teyd. Long or short, you must give us the gist.
    Thanks luv :-*

Dr C · March 6, 2014 at 1:11 pm

Yup, i agree. “I’m a scaredy cat who is always afraid to try out new things”.”Nuff said. :))

    admin · March 6, 2014 at 2:45 pm

    How can you say that?? My dear, you berra fall on ya knees and take your vitamins… 😉

high school crush · March 11, 2014 at 12:36 am

Ngo baby, ur talents amazes me all the time.

    admin · March 16, 2014 at 9:34 am

    Thanks luv! Long time…

Oluchee · April 1, 2014 at 5:39 pm

You just just wrote stuffs about me and i just feel violated. i could never give myself the slightest praise 🙁 i shouldn’t be a big deal right? Its me to me..but..:'(

    admin · April 2, 2014 at 8:57 am

    Aww… welcome to my blog Oluchi! No need to feel violated. You should be happy that you’re not the only one who feels that way. The question is, what are WE going to do about it? 🙁

      savvy · April 2, 2014 at 2:23 pm

      I get all these lovely comments & its cool, true. But the last one between Oluchi & Ngozi, I need clarification.

        admin · April 2, 2014 at 8:18 pm

        Lol… what kind of clarification biko?
        Besides, it’s between me and Oluchi :p

          savvy · April 3, 2014 at 12:00 am

          Not fair!

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