Hey peeps!!!!! I have been long gone haven't I? anyhow it's all good, previously i had been passing time soliciting for votes, facebooking and conducting random searches for long lost classmates! lol! But now Adia is a working class lady!!!!!!!! yay me!! Mehn!! lately i've just been having dreams and pictures in my head of my STUNNING ankara hook ups (dresses) once i land, but i've learnt not to look forward and expect too much, cos most times d things u look forward to for such a looooooooonnnggg time don't meet up to your expectations.Ever happen to anyone? My babe is landn 9ja and she's going for her school daut's vs (valedictory service) in school! I so envy her!!! not d school daut part.lol! d going to 9ja piece. Really i miss school, not school sha... my mates, i really had fun, it was nice while it lasted...sob sob! i miss em all! ok, back to d present, so i now work. yay me again! it's kinda fun i guess..... and today is my counsellor birthday, he's 31!! sheesh! that man is getting old! there's something i'm really concerned about, it's d issue of marriage, y is everyone so *marriage-hustling* ? they all need to give it a rest for real!! i comprehend the notion,that we all need to find a companion... yadda yadda.... but really is it so serious? My elder sister has a passion, no my bad, the word is an OBSESSION for wedding websites, at this point in my life, i'm really confused, is that all there is to life? -School, relationships leading eventually to marriage, children, nurturing and raising children, old age, death?
I'm not being cynical or anything, it just so happens i'm blunt when i choose to be, but really is THAT ALL THERE IS?? I'm beginning to wonder why i can't just always be a free bird, free from worries,no responsibilities... ok.that's a tad bit too much, unreal, veering towards utopia. ok, but back to d point why can't I just always be free and be happy and still have a companion but be happy and be married and be happy........ i dunno what i want jare... i just want to be free and be happy, no hurdles or barricades, just bliss through and through.......
I can now hear a voice in my head tryna be motherly "life doesn't work that way sweety". Yes, i know, but why..... i guess asking questions is a step... maybe i'll get my answers.... maybe. Oh, here's a poem i wrote due to certain circumstances..
*UNYOU*
Slowly, daily you seem to be becoming more and more unyou, less and less you
A part of me refuses to believe it, but how can I ignore this
When the bare facts, the naked truth is eating into my very skin
I love you, but then you is your originality, originality is forgetting where you got it from,you is you, inimitable, indescribable!
I detest, no maybe that's too strong a word but I really dislike the you that is evolving not because it's not a good you but
simply because it isn't you!
Daily, slowly you're becoming someone i appreciate who isn't you, but i want you to be you! Is that too much to ask?
I'm afraid, afraid to tell you.. that you are losing your essence, your "youness", yourself.
I love you.
Maybe it's because you've *heard it all before*, you've been told in a different tone....... you did not like
Or maybe it is because i just don't want to be cast off, put down, ashamed...
Maybe i just want to continue living life the way it has always been, no squabbles, peace.....
Unaffected by the you evolving, I still love you but i really prefer the old you
this you is really not you, trust me I know you!
Habits, speech, gestures... changing, evolving, *westernizing*, perhaps becoming even more classy
If all these change what is left of you? What are you really?
Or maybe perhaps it's just me being too hard on you, but really my heart craves, wants, needs.........
I . WANT . YOU .
14 comments:
man! too many strong emotions in that one! wish i was the guy. would be nice to know somebody had intense feelings like that for me.
Nice poem sha. like the title a lot.
so now you're working abi? cool. you can ship some of those dollars over to your loving cousin...
U bad bad child! lol! see ur head like i like d title and who said d poem was *guy-inspired* now? can't a sister just write eh?
Hmmmm hen..ehn Apunanwu i really don't understand your drift about your quest for happiness. Are you unhappy now? any problems you'd like to share??????
So its because of Ankara you want 2 go to Naija? i knew there was more to it.
Api Api Apunanwu! who did u have in mind when u wrote that poem?????? Dee or Shof? Apipi babes.... hot like fire!
Eyah, lil' sis u write VERY well!!! It defn. runs in our blood.
I mean how can u really think u can have an anonymous blog with omulu and dscribe as ur fam? Lets embrace this... its IMPOSSIBLE!! he he he!! Now carry on with ur talents my love.. So proud of u!!
wow! na wa o...does this person know how DEEPLY you feel? Cos it is kinda like a waste if the person doesn't know.
My man, is so shy, he couldn't tell me how he felt...till i was let in on the gist...and I have been crazy about him for a long time...in fact too long...
ok!!!!!!! lemme clarify o!! it's not a MAN o!!! sheesh!!! i'm not smitten by anyone o... but for real does this poem really convey unrequited love.. a lovelorn individual???
u don't wanna update henh?
Cool write up....I understand where your sister is coming from with the wedding site thingy...I not only visit them,I have like a million wedding dresses stored up on my computer...wondering how many I can wear on D day? me too!
I know what you mean by feeling "UNYOU" babes some times even a dress does that to you,its not just a man thing...
maybe its about time u blessed us with an update... abi how u take c am?
Awww! You have to have a very serious conversation with that 'you' before you go bonkers...This ankara craze has hit me too. I had 15made between June and now...sigh
hmm..15!!!..i boast of only 6 or more?? lol!
i'm 16 o, but if tht post was guy-inspired, then i can relate. don't start sayin children of nowadays! it's just very real, and ur style is fab. ta!
Thanks for stopping by Timi, iknow you're 18 now,lol. poem isn't guy inspired at all, but i'm glad you liked it.
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