Whose son is he anyway?

See me see wahala, some craze going on blogville with folk’s argument and counter arguments about the mystery behind a particular blogger, babaalaaye, come and see ogidi epe and eebu (curses and insults).

The trouble began when rumour mongers started milling around that he is the son of the president of Nigeria, na so katakata begin. Anonymous groups say he should be made to pay for the “sins” of his father. O ya crucify him 12 inch nail like they did Jesus Christ.

Personally, the only thing I can think of is jealousy full stop. Psssssssssssst, the guy blogs good and I have cracked a few ribs at some of his write up, end of story. Mr and Mrs anonymous with all their anonymous children have been forced to hold fire as all the blog comments are now fully moderated, phew!!!

I think I need to start stirring up some wahala too, just maybe a riot may erupt and I will be suspected to be Princess Diana, after all many people still believe that the king (Elvis Presley) is still alive.


I have been reading this write up about having a family vision and how the author had a vision to do this and that.
Well I have come to the conclusion that I must be vision less, if you like call me NFA e no pain me.

When it comes to the nitty gritty of I where i want to live, what i want to do e.t.c my mind goes blank. Could it be that i have seen so many shattered dreams/vision and have become disillusioned...i dunno. I am easy going, i find it difficult to plan ahead, i live for the day.

Back to vision let me search deep in my soul, well let's see...

I want to be a multimillionaire and retire by 45 but so does every Joe and Joan (no pun intended).

Ahh okay yes, eureka i think i found it (yes my vision). Ehm eem if they have vacancy in Nollywood i will like to act.

Does that suffice for vision? Well if it does Uncle Tade Ogidan or any other producer get in touch quickly.

If it does not...well che sara sara!


I have made up my mind this morning not to go into the FORUMN today, i think i am getting addicted to it.

So as soon as i got to work i checked in 'just to make sure no one had replied my posts' afterall i am no longer interested, also to confirm if there was any new thread.

Hold on girl i tot you said no more logging in phew, i blew it, yes i need to attend forumn anonymous, i am officially hooked.

Blog Starts...

Got the idea of blogging cos i saw a friend's blog.

Been pondering on exactly what to write and i tot of pouring it all out, but even thinking of all that i will pour out made me to ponder more..........

Am i ready to take unsuspecing readers on the rollercoster ride that has been my life for the past few years. The true me and truthfulness of my experiences may leave the reader more confused, in fact i tot the blog will probably be more suited with a title loosing it.

Yes you heard it right.

Afterall the blog is a diary to share my experience under the shades of the net, no face just my voice speaking to thousands of unknown.

So I waited until i had a clear frame of mind, even if the truth was to be told it had to be told without the craziness that was then engulfing my frame.

Oh the liberty of being free to express your true feelings, experience without being judged by those watching your life.

Anyway, it pleased HIM to release me to write at this moment, because now he has started a new thing in my life.

I am 30+ and glad to be on Blogville