Jenny’s 2014

Feels so good to find someone who’s in love with anything vintage and antique especially fashion and cars. And music I’m sure she also loves the music.


This is Jenny’s write up on her year. She told me about it and I asked her to send it in. I hope it inspires someone out there as it has me.


When certain things have been given to us freely and have remained constant over the years, we tend to take them for granted. One of which is life, we remember to be thankful for it after we hear of another’s demise or something tragic almost happened to us. This year was one in which I cherished my life more than any other year. I came down with cerebral malaria sometime in May. On the first day I called a friend to tell him I’d be going. I was too convinced that this was it. After a week in the hospital and a 50% memory of what did or didn’t happen, I got back home with a new…

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Say it. Please.

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They both lay beside each other
Looking with intensity
Lots running through their mind – hearts racing
Both are speechless and exhausted from all that making out
Waiting and hoping the other will speak first
In their hearts they only want to hear just three words from each other.
They are shy to say it because they are afraid of what the response will be
They don’t want to sound needy or clingy
They don’t want it to end and they are afraid that if they speak about what they feel it might ruin what they have – they don’t know what they have.
They continue to look deeply into each other’s eyes but won’t say a word.
They wonder if their romance will take them anywhere.
Or will it just make them fall deeply into their true feelings
It’s time to go but none wants to leave
Cause that when it dawns on them that what they have is temporary till one of them finds something serious in the arms of another and their romance would be nothing but a memory.
All it takes is three words and eight letters to transform their status to something more official – But none would speak.
They both lay beside each other, looking with intensity.
Both wanting to hear the other say, “I love you”.

This was written by my friend, Emmy.

“Should Christian Men Hit it from The Back?” Well, Since You Asked….

Oh wow! Must read…. The ending had me in fits…

Mind of Malaka

This evening I received a very odd, and rather unexpected text from a woman in my church. It was unexpected because I rarely have contact with said woman, and secondly, because of the nature of said text. We do not know each other like that. Like what, you ask. See here:

Maleaka, I have a question about your blog. I am here with [two other high ranking women in the church mentioned by name]. We heard you wrote a blog called “Should Christian Men Hit it From the Back?” Is that true? We’re looking for it…

Ewurade. This my blog. This my church! I never thought the day would come when there would be a coupling between the two. Even though the topic sounds like one I might I have written, I ensured my enquirer -let’s call her Romona- that I am/was not the responsible party. Romona apologized and ceased…

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All Good Things Come To End

Featured imageI still remember where we began.

I found love in your smile

The occasional glitter in your eyes

Moments we shared entirely alone

We thought we had something special

Our mutual imperfections, made us perfect

My pulse did echo your name

We were indeed a little weird

Everything else became an illusion

I assumed our love was indestructible

We had ourselves but wanted more

I just wanted to be happy

You just wanted to be, iono…

I was both happy and sad.

I couldn’t wait to be happy.

I love you, I can wait.

It was a war in my mind

I thought I was getting better.

Many days on which I pondered

And searched Ways to reach you

Wrong number said the familiar voice

I became my own worst enemy

When did you stop being enough?

This never really was true love.

We’re just lost souls aren’t we?

My thoughts needed an off switch

Quiet people have the loudest minds

My memory did not help matters

I don’t know how to forget

It was killing me slowly everyday

Sometimes I don’t even understand myself

Nobody will ever fully understand me.

You never knew the real me.

I chose change for the better

Will you still love me tomorrow?

And after awhile it stopped hurting

Tonight I’m just here counting stars

Lost in my own little world

I still think of you sometimes

I really missed the old us.

If only I hadn’t been silent

People remember us, but we don’t

All good things come to end

Or maybe it is just that

Some things are made for ending

Every hello ends with a goodbye

Nothing lasts forever, but then I…

Why Social Networks Should Lead The Sharing Economy

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AirBnB and UBER have set the sharing economy on fire allowing people to share rides and apartments for money with other people. There has been a lot of chatter about the implications of such disruptive innovations
– good, bad and ugly – from all kinds of people; disgruntled competitors, paranoid public and governments torn between encouraging innovations that could help enhance the economy and regulating markets and industries.

Going by the valuation of two of the biggest collaborative consumption startups, airbnb and UBER, we can agree that there is quite a number of people who believe they are the future, backed with a growing user base amid the frenzy it is only too safe to say that the sharing economy has arrived and is here to stay.

The sharing economy is new and as such most societies do not have regulations laid down for them, making startups like UBER and airbnb prone to stepping out of line and being caught up in cogs of dispute. In the meantime however, as countries cook up legislation that would help collaborative consumption thrive whilst still providing room for fair, innovative competition there is one industrythat has to get into the sharing economy system fast!

Social networks have become a part of our lives. With different social networks cutting across various demographics, there is a social network for almost everyone. More than ever people have found it easy to connect with other people of similar interest all around the world.

  1. People on Social Networks share things in common already.

First, people on Social networks already know each other to an extent. They share content with each other and have probably met, or maybe even would like an opportunity to meet and the peer economy could just be a good reason to. Also social network algorithm ensures that even though these days people do not necessarily always know the people they follow or add up as friends they know someone who knows someone who knows them. It then becomes easier sharing property with them or recommending people for others to share with.

  1. People on Social Media are hungry for business opportunities.

Facebook and most other social networks are filled with people trying to advertise one thing or another, services, items they would like to sell or rent out, the list is endless. Social networks would be doing everyone a favour by satisfying this hunger and providing a peer economy platform for people to transact.

  1. Social networks add true meaning to collaborative consumption

Since these people are really friends or friends of friends then the sharing or peer economy or collaborative consumption would become what it really is as people really get to share with their peers or peers of peers.

  1. Peer economy can help make Social networks more organic

Organic relationships have died since the advent of social media. People no longer want to go out and play. They would rather cage their friends up behind glass screens and interact with them from there – that’s supposed to be for prisoners. Even when we do go out to interact we are still hooked up to the bright lights of our gadget screens and we spend our days tapping glass while life passes on. With peer economy Social media can fix this – give us a reason to interact with people for good. And as humans one thing is almost always sure, if you connect people a lot of good happens.

Mixed signals or….

It is not only guys that have trouble discerning mixed signals. Girls do too. Wouldn’t it be nicer if we all came out straight and asked questions if we got stuck. Life is really short.

Jessica's blog

So there’s this guy, i met on twitter, he seems quite nice and he is just so fine , he flirts with me now and then but its like an on and off kind of thing ( which is very annoying) , and me being the girl that i am flirt with him but he never seems to notice, and i just ASSUMED he didn’t like me and was just ‘not that into me’ . Until a few days ago, we were just talking and i type ‘so’ and then he types something about hows he wants to sleep and me being an ignoramus actually thinks he means sleep ( you know how when you’re chatting on twitter in your DM’s and you send a message just when another comes through but you didn’t see it until you sent that message ) that what happened to me!!!   So anyway, he…

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Dreaming Her Dreams

Featured imageThey say one of the best feelings in the world is waking up next to the person you love. Kissing them just as they are waking up.

As I slowly phase out of REM sleep, switching from dream to reality. I almost crack a smile because the first sight I behold is a beautiful one, draped in a blanket, still enjoying her dream – I guess. The radiance of her face as the golden yellow sun of the morning falls upon it by unrelenting rays that made it through the thick blue curtain light up my heart.

I run my hand across her face to push back some strands of hair, so I can get a clearer view of her glowing face, down her shoulders to fell the warmth, her waist and a little lower to tap that fresh, early morning current. I almost feel like for that moment I have her to myself; no worries, arguments or questions just us – before the day breaks and snatches her away from me.

I lay stealthily, waiting for that moment just when she opens her eyes so I can ambush her and steal that kiss – those few seconds of wait feel like eons. Time slows down, one heart beat seems to take a year and suddenly it seems like I’m running on cannabis.  I can almost smell her dreams

If only I could have this moment for life. Because in this moment it’s just us. No talks about the events of the previous day, nor plans for the future or ways we’ve hurt each other. There is just “the quiet strum of pulmonary rhythms synced by sleeping close to each other and love. Yes love. So much love.” – I can almost hear her dreams.

For these seconds albeit, brief, she is mine alone – the sound she makes with every breathe she takes sounds like an un-composed symphony, the way she yawns in a crescendo and then she stretches as she decrescendos I know she is about to come awake.

It’s a few seconds that feel like years and I love it at least until my stupid roommate yells, Baba olowo, no school for you today?” – I should kill that guy really. – I don’t blame him, he doesn’t have someone to dream of that’s why.

I wake up, and she is nowhere around me. Her chats from the conversation we had the previous night the only thing I have to console me – and when I read it she said, “sleep tyt, dream of me” – And yes I did – I dreamt her dream.