public scrutiny...

This whole shit is probably the most annoying thing in life... Wen yur always talked about... The good, bad, ugly, worst things ever... *sigh* I'm tired.. Really I am... Everyday same shit... Even people dat do worse can comfortably point fingers cos dey think dey can... I hate it.. I really do, God knows I'm tired.. Rumours, hurtful truth, secrets everything is just messed up... I feel soo terrible... Wen I come in my next life, I'd come as hermes bag... Being me hurts very much... I lose a lot of respect of this, I am automatically seen as a hoe and people who wanna get to noe me, have this idea in their heads n its really hard convincing dem.. Putting yur self on the line for public scrutiny is about the worst thing dat can happen to any individual... Yu know wat, screw it all!! People dat care about me, care regardless... I shuldnt be bothered about wat the bad bele ppl have 2say... Goodnyt tho...xx

YEWANDE EDUN'S TRIBUTE TO ABIMBOLA AWEDA....

This is Yewande Edun's tribute to her late friend... May he soul rest in perfect peace... Please feel free to comment...




Fifteen days and the Perfect Gentleman...AB

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I met Abimbola on the 1st of January and as I type this, I'm sitting on the exact spot where I first spoke to him.
His cousin said to me...."He is your Perfect New years gift"; indeed he was.
In 15days, I grew so fond of him..he told me things he said he normally wouldn't tell anyone.
He was my friend and its so awesome that I can say that in so short a time.

..I remember our first date, we were both so nervous. we both laughed about how we had tried several clothes before getting the perfect outfit he said "don't laugh o! But do you know how many polos I tried?"
We ate from the same popcorn bag, sipped from the same bottle..
We talked about almost anything...from the day I met him, there was not one day that went by without us talking.
We talked round the clock...he was gone for a couple of minutes, and I'd miss him already...
He listened to me..he listened to me rant,
He laughed at my jokes even if they were dry
He'd ask to help me babysit
He was the true definition of nice..
..The only boy that was justified to say he was different.

We'd wake up at odd hours and we'd talk..
We laughed at the silliest things..
How tiwa savage has a big head and no one ever notices
Or how 60% of the men from a particular church relax their hair and wear body hug suits because they want to look like their pastor..
He laughed so hard when I "gbagauned"
With him it was pure banter..

Abimbola had very beautiful plans for his future..
He was serious minded and focused
A few days ago, he was telling me about his dilemma- getting a job or joining a certain business club..he was so confused..
We encouraged each other..
I had issues with my friend and he said..
"The relationship you've had with people
In the past cannot always be the same.
There are some people who you were very
Close to that you'll never hear from again. AND THERE ARE SOME OTHER PEOPLE YOU JUST NEVER KNEW, THAT'LL AUTOMATICALLY BE THERE FOR YOU."
It was a very short period, but he was there for me...
We looked forward to doing so many things together..
There were so many things I wanted to tell him.

He said to me, I have a lil headache in my stomach...o I'm cold..I think I have malaria
I'd be fine juh...
I said make sure you're fine before tomorrow
I called him "butter" and he said "iwo lo mo" with a raised brow...
We laughed and kept on talking...
On and off till sunday...
He said I've been admitted and I have just one hand to chat...(I was asleep, I didn't reply that message)
You said you were gonna be alright bimbo
It was meant to be just a fever.
I called and called and called...and called..
Little did I know.
It wasn't meant to be this way
But Gods ways aren't our ways..
I still have chills when I sit on the couch you sat at my house...

Sometimes, I wish I had never met you so I won't have to go through this hurt.
Its hurts real bad.
But then again, I'd never trade what we had for anything...
15 days....
So beautiful, yet so short...
We had so much in common.
Couldn't sleep last night and you weren't there to talk to...
Since sunday I've been looking at my phone waiting to see your messages or missed calls... : (
I imagine the people that have known you for years..
Your family...
Friends...
Its unbelievable...
God Bless your soul.
You live on Bimbo.
Till we meet again,
You're forever in my heart.

Yewande.

Barcelona VS Arsenal...

Life is all about choices...
We make bad ones and good ones, but these are the things that build YOU and make YOU stronger....
I'm better than I was in past times not jus cos of my good choices but also the bad n sometimes terribles ones I made....
It may seem blurry in the begininning, but the end pays there of...
Dear confused" hopeless romantic" dere is someone out there ready for you... Even in ur bid to find comfort, Barca's always got ur back when Arsenal messes up... Love yu loads.. :* :* :*