Hello people!!! Guess what? I'm baaaacck ;).
I know I've been as persistent and reliable as a dude who grew up with no shoes.
I'll try to sit up with this blogging ish. Blame it on blogger's block. ___
Today, it's gonna be about things I have got to achieve before my next birthday. [Yop, it's also a coded way of telling you that my birthday is sooooo close at hand].
Meanwhile, I get gist for you. But that's gonna be in my next post.
About my oncoming birthday, I got thinking about my life and I came up with things I'd like to do before the D-day which is about seven weeks away.
Okay, here goes...
1) learn to be more patient.
Now I know who this is 'coz I get to interact alot with people in course of my profession. And one thing I do know is that I, Franni, I am not a patient human being. I like to see things done at the speed of light. So, I tend to either physically bite my tongue to keep from screaming or I snap. But I've come a long way. These days, I try my best work around people. There's still room for improvement anywois.
Also, I hateeeeeee explaining my self. I say it once, I say it twice, that's it mehnnnnn! Any other is seriously testing my tolerance limit.
2) I have to learn how to think before I blurt out stuff. I do a lot of impulsive gibbering at times. Though not frequently and this has to do with my impatience. I say things I could have done without saying.
Are pancakes baked/fried/roasted/toasted/boiled I have no frigging idea how a pancake is made. I'm guessing this has to do with the fact that I hated pancakes as a kid. Now I wanna learn to make one...just in case.
Amma google it in a bit. And try it out whenever.
4) I need to seriously get over my warped sense of fat.
In my mind's eye, I'm an obesed-obese child. I'm insecure like that. Anywois, I still am gonna tie my jaws up and shed me some.
5)Learn to make Ofe Nsala
**insert ashamed smiley **
No comment, moving on to the next!!! NEXTTTTT!!!
6) Eliminate friendships.
Some friends who think I've got no responsibility whatsoever and all I stand for is as a means of bettering themselves, sorry darlings, you dudes have gotta go. Time's up! In the words of Ms Makinwa... Beg friends need to go.
7) Make birthday-gifts-bringing-friends.
Friends that would get me bbm-posing-cakes (unlike certain people who pre-order by themselves and then, surprise themselves at work when the cake appears with a self-inscribed "HBD darling, you mean the world to me". I won't mention names.)
Ehenn, as I was just saying, me needs good ol' gift-bearing friends who will get me birthday gifts like - full car servicing and 1 year maintenance; iPad 4, Samsung Galaxy 4, trip to Paris, ermmmm,... okay land in Banana Island should be a next years' gift.
7) Share my time appropriately.
8) Relearn praying.
9) Decide which I hate more.
This tough decision is tied between football and politics gist.
Decisions, decisions,decisions. Gotta choose. Both of them drive me nuts. This is especially most irritating when grown-arsed men who don't know jack sit down and discuss what they believe is going on.
Gees people, you cannot tell what goes on in politicians minds. There's sooo sooooo much you don't know like seriously, you have no clue.
Ok, this is solved... I hate politics talk.
10) Memo to Sun Newspaper.
There's a pertinent question that and subsequent request I need to forward to the editor of Sun Newspaper.
It has to do with page 3.
Question: What's the essence of page 3 sun girls? As in, Whiskey Tango Foxtrot does it mean??? The girls no be am sef! Haba. At times I feel like say it's a setup. Do these girls really send their
Request: Can we have a blank page 3 instead?
Yea, those are few things I gats to do within 4 weeks. Yea, it's a wrap. Until next