Told y'all i was gonna bump like this...

Time is moving swiftly along. March already!! Wow!!!! Am not ready!

Since I got back from Vegas, I've been dragging. I literally come home and go straight to bed, although last night I finished the latest Elizabeth George Believe the Lie and then went to bed. I couldn't put it down actually, I think this is one of her best works yet and I think I have read almost all of them. I mean most of the time, I can usually tell where a novel is going to end but this had so many plot twists and turns that I wasn't sure what was going to happen. It was really well done. Some of her books have actually been made into movies but as much as I love the characters and I cry for them and with them, I just couldn't bear to watch it on screen. In fact, I generally don't like watching movies made from books I've read, unless it's a frothy light book and even then I get mad when they change stuff around.

So yeah, i've been dragging and my house is an untoward mess. Yes, I had to quickly look up that definition to see if i was using the word right. I think i am. It's a disaster and 3/4 and my cousin is coming in for a brief stay on Monday. I am a bit stressed because I work long ass hours and I have to get my guest bath ready now! I made all sorts of lists but am so tired that the thought of shopping is not even moving me at all.

I did find a great remedy for my artwork of the other day. It's an awesome solution and I can't wait to try it out sometime this weekend.

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Ojo Monday

As I opened blogger to write a post, the song ojo Monday jumped to my head. I mourned my unbacked up and crashed ibook immediately. I have so much music that I've lost. I haven't heard that song since 200something. I didn't even remember who did it which is a damn shame cos am a Fela stan. Anyway, rushed to Youtube to find it. They didn't have it, but there is a band called Ogun Afrobeat that did a pretty decent cover considering they don't even speak the language. Turned out it's called by its English name: Monday morning in Lagos: Anyway, all that to say it's Ojo Wednesday and I hope I survive. I worked out yesterday with my trainer. My arms are looking nice per him and me. Am still a bit weak though as in, I don't have much stamina for certain exercises. Anyway, time is already fast spent. I have to go for my jog and yet again I didn't edit my playlist. Why do i procrastinate so! PS. Turns out that I do have that song, must have bac...

working and the medical student.

Somehow I've become a writer who can't seem to bring herself to write. Okay, so to answer a question posed by bijouxoxo ten thousand years ago. Is possible to work and attend medical school? My biased answer is hell no. Do it at your peril. Medical school is all consuming. It's a jealous beast that wants the student's mind, heart, time, life. That's my word. There's just so much to learn and so little time in the day. Medical schools are trying to improve quality of life by shortening class hours but nevertheless we still spend at least 6 hours per day in class. Enough analysis, let me break it down but keep in mind that every school is different. First Year, first semester: My courses were Anatomy (time consumer), Biochemistry, Genetics, Nutrition, Physicians Patients & Society (PPS, discussing how to be a doc, ethics, customs, etc, luckily only once a week but two hours long, in the afternoon), Longitudinal Preceptor Program(LPP; follow a doctor for 2 yea...

I get so emotional baby every time I think of you...

I was first introduced to her amazing voice by my mother who brought her tape home one day. I played that album out, in fact, hers was the last voice I heard before I went to sleep every night. Whitney, I loved her and eventually I came to know almost every song she had song to date (circa 1992-93, still don't know how because this was before Google, YouTube, ITunes, shoot the internet wasn't even widely accessible yet). I remember being so excited for her when she was on Video Soul with Donnie Simpson talking about her soon to be born daughter and the name that she and her husband had finally agreed on: Bobbi Kristina. I remember watching her perform on one award show or the other and shutting it down! I was in awe of her talent. She could SING! You couldn't talk bad about Whitney to me back then. A friend of mine dared to say Sade was prettier than Whitney, I'm still a bit mad at her for that. And when the Bodyguard soundtrack was released, I...

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