what abt YOU

Thank you Lord for seeing us thru to d very last month of 2009, seems like yesteday and we're already countin down to xmas and a new year. Thank you for always been dere in good n bad times, thank you for the challenges that has made me a better, stronger and wiser person.Thank you for all dose great things you've done that we always forget to appreciate, bcos we claim we're in a hurry,Thank you for baby LAFF,Thank you for chinese buffet "all you can eat $10.00" and toonie tuesday'S KFC, oh and not forgettin Chau's kitchen's student special(even though d rice has some powerful kay leg, but d wings n spice re great sha). Happy new month peeps, thanks for been part of my life, you guys rock. i hope u'll re getting ready to write another new year resolution? lol...omo dat thin is hard to kip menn, I tend to break like 2 rules areadly by d 1st week of d new yr and by d quarter of d year, i dont always know where d journals i write d thin waka go, so i ve resigned, quit, diabled my humble self frm writing new yr resolu. I ve a huge report due @ work and exams next week so i ve to run. remember to always kip ur head high no matter the situation, cos u're too blessed to be STRESSED, and u can always look up my recipe for situations like dat sha:extralarge extra cheese strawberry blizard, trust me, it works, lol. ve a great week everyone. XoXo....

Let's Talk About It.....

Hi everyone, woaw, It’s been a while oh, Happy new month everybody and happy birthday to people whose birthday’s ve past and the ones yet to come;don’t forget to send my cake and ice-cream as per your one and only.... Recently I was surfing thru the net for some info, was quite bored so I decided to check Linda Ikeji’s blog for some Naija gist and there the story was, I was perplexed. I thot it was a joke at first. An eleven year old girl gave birth to a baby girl, I know i’m a freak when it comes to kids and all and that girl and the baby were very cuteeeeeeeeeeeee, but for mercy’s sake what boy/man would do such a criminal thing to that girl. At eleven, I was still very much a child, running around under the rain with my friends and playing sand castle, hide and seek, bread and butter etc and to top it off self, Miss. Monthly Danger zone hadn’t started, I didn’t even know what it was. This girl is from Bulgaria and in this 21st century, their culture believes that the age of consent for a girl to get married is 14. Chineke God, A 14 year old girl? What does she know? What is she suppose to contribute to making the family a success apart from being a baby factory machine and always there to satisfy the husband’s desire. I know similar situations used to happen in the north, in Nigeria, not sure if it still does. Words from the young mother: “It feels strange to be a mum and ve a baby. I used to play with my toys but now she is my toy. She is so beautiful, I love her. Violeta is the child and I must grow up. I am not going back to school-I am a mother now”. (Visit Linda Ikeji’s blog for rest of the story) Gosh, I was in tears for this girl. How sad, how pathetic, how innocent. If only her parents, her teachers and the society had talked about it. Why is it so hard for parents to talk about SEX to their kids. The world is overly civilized now, from Musical videos to TV shows to Facebook etc...They are everywhere, the only way we can stop all of these is to talk about it. It’s not just the mother’s responsibility but both parents. Sit the kids down, teach them about their body has it develops, let them know the consequences of playing around. Please pass the message on, let’s stop child pregnancy abi how I go put the grammar self. Ve a great weekend everyone. XoXo.....

The better you....

Happy new month to y’ll. I pray this new month brings us perfect peace, joy and may we all find favour before God in all we embark on. Life some say is a bed of roses, others say it’s a hard life and only the fittest survive,etc...Even in one of our famous soap opera in naija, i’m sure many of us used to watch it “super story”, Mr. Wale Adenuga used “we’re nothing but pencils in the hand of the creator”. In the dayz of Oh Father oh Daughter (Toyin tomatoe, gosh that was a classic wit suara and Bukky Wright) I used to ponder on what that idiom meant, “we are nothing but pencils in the hand of the creator”. You know as per aje-pako that wanted to feel like I understood grammar na, I had always thought its either humans are the pencils and as we lived our lives, we kept getting sharpened when we became blunt until God gets to the very end and there is nothing left to sharpen and we...... , you know what I mean rite? Or like pencils that is easily erased, God just erases us from His agenda when we commit grave attrocities. Whichever one it may even be self, me I no know again, lol...but what I’m just trying to say is whatever life is classified as, we should never see it that way, rather we should always see the glass as half full instead of half empty, abi wetin una think? Lets hold on to God’s promises for us, whatever we do, lets always be grateful to him and acknowledge his presence in our lives and do good, bcos we never know what the PENCIL proverb mean and which one we fall under. In the meantime my people, please endeavour to do good, the greatest gift you can give to a less privileged child is to show love and care to them and help them be better and successful people, make una no forget say a man would rather you teach him how to fish than continually feed him fish. To my executives, I want to use this opportunity to say a big thank you to you guys for standing by me and working hand in hand to make LAFF great. May God almighty reward your labour of love. Have a splendid week and don’t forget to pad up if you’re in my part of the world, the cold don come powerfully.....xoxo

Amazing! I can’t believe September is almost over, it seems like yesterday when we ushered 2009 in with so many new year resolutions (kai how many of dat did i keep self, lol)and now we’re already saying its some dayz to October again. God help us, December is almost here oh...I’m so nervous, excited, anxious, paranoid, hopeful, I feel like there is so many things to be done and so little time...my tummy wants to explode with excitement while my heartbeats decided to increase...Oturugbeke!!!

So far, we have been trying to get the perfect logo for LAFF, we wanted something simple, very cool and soft yet unique and eye catching, but funny how I’ve been on getting someone to come up with a logo for the picture in my head since August and they are all putting me on cloud zero, so if you reading this and you feel you can contribute, biko contact me ASAP.

Our donation flyers are finally ready... whewwww, it took me forever to sit in from of my laptop to get it done. But thank God, it’s ready now, just needs reviews on what you guys think and we can start putting it around with our donation boxes...let me point out my first mistake: I requested for only USED instead of asking for both UN-USED AND USED items.

Moving on to something that has totally rocked my today, I saw this link on facebook and it sure got me cracking up, i thot you guys might enjoy it... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zvpjuUzSxDo As the weekend comes to an end, I pray for God’s mercies and protection over our lives and everything we do and above all my His unfailing LOVE never leave us even as we put our trust in him for the rest of the months and years to come in Jesus name.

Thank you all for the birthday gifts, if you ve not sent yours, there are three options now, subscribe to DairyQueen and ask them to send my strawberry cheese-quake blizzard with caramel every Tuesday and Friday night or just send me my wrapped gift jeje or kneel down, hands up and close your eye..lol, ve a great weekend everyone

Holding On....

Great things truly happen, wishes truly come to pass, I guess it’s just a little bit of patience that matters, a little bit of that faith you’ve had before you thought about quitting, self confidence and all those other great words but above all, standing on the promises God has made to each and every one of us. Birthdays come and go, that very wonderful and best day and month of the year that I turned a year older wasn’t has pleasant as planned, it was the exact opposite, but life goes on rite...the truth is, at the end of that week, I felt like a princess, things went well, I wore an exceptional smile, pause....sorry guys, this blog is not suppose to be about my private life, but I guess you can’t help it when it feels like you’ re writing in your diary rite? (wink).... In the mood of happiness ,faith and trust, I got to speak to a very nice and intelligent lady about key locations for LAFF, by the way the theme for the December launch is “the dawn of a new beginning” after trying to reach her for God knows how long, she finally sent her private number this past weekend, I couldn’t control my joy, so we got to talk and truthfully, if you have never experienced poverty, lived on the streets or abused before in your entire life, please from today start dancing, rejoicing and see every day like a celebration and above all give thanks to God almighty. I used to think I know what poverty was, I used to think my growing up was bad, but when she gave me highlights of what these kids are going through, my goodness, I think I grew up rich. From our gist sha, We might actually be focusing on Ijora/Badia, Amukoko and the streets of Obalende....These cities are all in Lagos and we are also touching Yenegua in Bayelsa we might not do all of these cities due to financial constraint, but God always surprises us in big ways. She’s gonna be helping out with meeting with their community heads and God’s willing LAFF IS able to leave footprints in those kids lives, not just temporally but permanent. Please for as many of you that visit this blog, do share it with others, visit our website:www.laffglobal.webs.com and contact us by helping out through sponsorship, volunteering and prayers....on a brighter note you can also send my birthday gifts too and to all the Chelsea fans out there, Blue is the color and football is the game as my friend would always say, lol. Enjoy the rest of the week....XoXo

My thots........

I took a very deep breath and looked around at the faces of people in the train with me. Hmmm, everybody seems to be minding their own business. Young parents trying to control their overzealous kids, couples having a supposedly quite, romantic time in a PUBLIC train, argh.... others busy solving the same’o suduko puzzle. Me? I was busy minding my business NOT, which is how I saw all of these things I hardly pay attention to until now, but my naughty mind won’t let me rest, so many things ve been going on in there, I wish I could just take a fat, big mallam cane and threaten it to stop, but alas..... Summer’s almost over, the famous 4 months we all look forward to, the time to get rid of those scary winter jackets that makes us look like Eskimos, the time to shave our legs and put on those fabulous shorts and tanks and head for the beach, a period where the flowers bloom . Fall is knocking on the door, as i get ready for my last year at school as a graduate, 2 weeks more to becoming a year older, everybody says I’m getting old, no way, i don’t think so, i don’t wanna think so. What have I accomplished? I guess a presentable resume, LAFF was born, I turned a newer and better person, etc, well except the fact that i still didn’t add that weight i promised myself . I guess overall, it’s what been happy about rite? But something seems amiss. I don’t know what it is, i just can’t fathom it, but I kinda feel incomplete, empty, unaccomplished, maybe a lil sad.... Maybe it’s just the weather . Wishin everyone a great new month and a pleasant fall....xoxo

When LOVE means something else.....

Funny how I thought I had posted this topic b4, anyhoos, I was with some bunch of pre-teens, helping them learn one or two things about growing up wisely and making a positive difference in the society we live in and I innocently gave an example about how you tell your fellow friend that you love him/her and won’t let them act in a wrong way etc, and before I even finished, one of the boys, a cute 11 year old boy just cut me short. He said” Aunty please can you use a different word, that love sounds kinda creepy” and you could tell he was almost blushing and very uncomfortable. Jeeez, what’s wrong with the word love I asked sweetly? And he says its either gay or they are too young to use the word and more examples from the rest of the team. I was left astounded. I thought Love was suppose to be an intimate feeling between two people, where affection, joy, peace and pillow fights are acceptable, I thought love was an affection shared between parents and kids, friends and colleagues etc. Even the bible linked love to patience, kindness, understanding and the rest of them, in fact welcome your brother with a holy kiss (meaning love your neighbour as yourself) But his word struck a chord. Truly, what is love? Is it a word that sounds creepy, a verb or noun that is a password to get laid? What has become of love where relationships are now based on deceit, name calling and cheating? Is it love that makes a woman endure a marriage where she’s been physically and emotionally abused? Why is it so hard to teach our kids and siblings that it’s okay to use the word “I love you” indisputably? I want to have a home where my kids will not be shy or afraid to use the word LOVE, I want to teach my kids and nieces, nephews, cousins, god kids what it means to love and be loved-AGAPE to EROS guiding them every step of the way. I want to have a home where my husband and I will have fun playing xbox, wii especially the rockband, and pillow fighting and watch soccer together where Chelsea beats whichever team he’s a fan of and of course I won’t mind him stealing my beef when I’m cooking, lol. I want a home where my family and I would share the word of God in fun and exciting ways and above all where Love has come to stay. But what then is love? My friend would always say, xxx wake up from your dream and face reality there is no such thing as love. While I hope you guys share your thoughts with me, I’m gonna try and convince my lil pals that love is more yummy than creepy. xoxo.....