Monday, March 30, 2009

The Week In Summary

Despite the fact that I promised to give up Hulu for Lent, I have been watching it every night. I also have been missing Mass. I am a bad Catholic. *sheds tear*

I have run out of clothes to wear and I am down to my last set of panties. Do not judge me. Thousands of people all over America suffer depression so severe that they are unable to get out of bed in the morning. I did however, get out of bed this morning, and the result of this is that I now have detergent with which to do my laundry. This is good news as I have no clothes to wear.

I took my hair out of the braids, and now my room, my bathroom, and possibly my suite-mate's room is covered in my hair. I tried to vacuum it but my hair wins round one against the vacuum cleaner.

I haven't shaved my legs in a year. I'm trying to conserve my body hair in order to stay warm here.

That being said, it is getting warmer. *Does rain dance around bed*

HP reneged on their warranty for my laptop (I should have kept the extra $99 for something else) and I suspect that it might cost more to fix my laptop than in the beginning so I came up with a temporary solution to my broken laptop problem.

It involves a new monitor. Which is considerably cheaper than a new laptop.

I also realised that I haven't put up my pictures from my Spring Break in New York, so here goes:

I went to Manhattan with a former friend. And no, I'm not going to talk about it.

We took an Amtrak train to New York, and here are things I saw in the Amtrak station.

I saw this in the toilet.....

I think these vintage rail posters are adorable. They were hanging on the walls of the Amtrak station, in which, quite honestly, everything else paled by comparison.

Me in the Train

I wear these gloves so often, I've worn holes in them....

We stayed at the Manhattan Inn hostel for about $33 a night. [this information is for people who like to travel.. like me]
We were in Room 404.

Our room was to have 6 people sleeping in it, and at first we were cool with that until we walked into our room and saw an old white man lying on the bed in his boxers and look at us like 'whaddup'? To make matters worse, he had these pink furry SEX HANDCUFFS on the nightstand. (I made a surreptitious snap when he wasn't looking). We promptly bailed out of there and ran to a nearby 24 hour Starbucks. So my f-friend wanted to go back and couldn't understand why I was freaking out, but all I could think was.... What if he handcuffs me to the bed in the night and does all this wierd freaky shit to me??? We ended up sitting in Starbucks all night, too buzzed up on coffee to sleep.

The second night, the old man was gone and had been replaced by some young students from London. This is the view of the room from my bunk.

Our roommates were fast asleep so I took this picture. The guy sleeping beneath me began to moan very loudly in the middle of the night and shake the bed in his sleep. I was terrified or I might have filmed him. :(

And yes, we all had to use the same bathroom. :( :(

I have pimples..... high def cameras are mean like that. :( They will expose you....

Multi and I met up in Manhattan and after a Starbucks/Chinese deli breakfast, took a trip to the Museum of Modern Art for artsy delight. Yes, I know; we are wierd like that. We are best friends, we are artsy, and we give things we love and hate catchy names like 'Artsy Delight'... well at least I do most of the naming. We got in free with corporate sponsor tickets thanks to a friend whose company is a corporate sponsor of the MOMA :D

Like her before me, I am finally a member of the 'Unnecessarily Advanced Camera Club'

Did I mention that she totally looks like her Mom in this shot?

We had fun messing around and inserting ourselves into the art, like here where we took a picture of ourselves taking a picture of ourselves in the mirror. :)

We did all the touristy things. Like take terribly cheesy pictures in Times Square.

We were deceived by this huge Target billboard. We were very sad to discover that there actually is no Target in Manhattan. :(

A visit to Madame Tussaud's means I got to put bunny ears on Ghandi...

...And see Barack Nwokem! :D

I went on a tour of New York City on the CitySights bus. I sat in front. Upstairs. :D

Unfortunately the bar in the front of the bus was on direct eye level with...well.. my eyes. I had to sit on the edge of my seat and strain upwards to see over the bar and take pictures. This cute morrafocker on the other hand is slightly taller than I am and was sitting next to me. He had no problem whatsoever taking pictures over the bar while sitting in a comfortable position by virtue of his couple extra inches of torso.

Therefore, I surreptitiously took a picture of him for the sole purpose of expressing my anger against his height advantage on my blog. Oh, and in order to highlight his cuteness.
Ooooh... what we would give for sexy time... ;)

I fell in love with this girl's hair. I wonder if it would marry me.

Oooh, and THANKS everyone for the birthday wishes!!!

Monday, March 23, 2009

Mini Birthday Party

Yesterday was the last day of Spring Break so only a few of my friends were back, but we made do with an impromptu Birthday party in a friend's place.


A dear friend/ex-lover suggested
I get a cake from The Cheesecake Factory
In his words, their cakes are "fucking awesome"
He was so right...

Yes, the Birthday Girl was too lazy
To get rid of her old peeling nail polish
*Twenty candles*

It looked so pretty sitting there all lit up

I huffed, and I puffed...

And licked the chocolate off the candles...

And everybody beamed at the prospect of cake...

Even one of my most sombre friends
Managed to crack a smile..

So we stuffed our faces...

To Yum...and beyond...

There's still cake left.
Somehow I managed to fit it in my minifridge.
Yay to late night snacking! :D

Sunday, March 22, 2009

I'm TWENTY!!!!


Me at my pre-birthday dinner at Churrascara Platoforma in Manhattan

Saturday, March 21, 2009

My Laptop Broke :(

Hi everyone, I haven't been able to post in over a week because I fell asleep with my laptop on my chest and in the morning as I woke up I felt something touching me on my shoulder. I wriggled and wriggled but the thing wouldn't stop touching me so I shook hard and suddenly I heard a loud crash.

Fuck!

Fuck!

FUCK!

My poor laptop. The screen is entirely shattered and HP says they can replace it but I'll have to pay. It was only three months old. :(

Until I get a new one, I've been reduced to using the lowly computer lab computers at school. :(

I just got back from Spring Break so this is my first night at school.

And all because I watch Bones on Hulu on my laptop in the middle of the night. Sigh :(

Yes, this is a prime example of how bad habits (watching Bones, 24, House, etc on Hulu until you fall asleep) lead to disaster (broken laptop).


My birthday is tomorrow, and I will be twenty. I do not know what to do.


Thursday, March 12, 2009

I wasn't going to call it..

...until someone else called it on Bella Naija... lest I be accused of hating. LOL. Nah, people are going to call me a hater anyway so I might as well get it over with.

Ini Edo is fat.

And so am I.

But since I'm not getting married, and Ini is, I think she should have put more thought into her wedding dress. (which is gorgeous by the way).


Listen carefully because I will only type this once (in which case you can read it as many times as you wish).

The strapless wedding dress is for the thin and the thin only. It is NOT the dress to attempt if you have anything that jiggles, wiggles, or bounces. Period.

Photo is courtesy of an "Ini Edo wedding" Google image search, which I am sure is courtesy of Bella Naija.

Thursday, March 5, 2009

My Room is a Mess - Ooh and I got a Canon Rebel Xsi

And right now, I am far too lazy to care.

Like seriously, that Sex and the City poster has been off for a week now.
My bed is actually super pretty - when it's made.

I know, I'll clean it up tonight. Maybe after I take a short (*ahem) nap

Chinese Food from two nights ago.
There's a dishwasher down the hall.
I just don't know how to use it. :S

The painting in my foyer.
Well maybe it's technically not a foyer.
But I do have a hallway in my room so I hung a pretty painting.
It reminds me of the old Barcelagos Valentine t-shirts from last year.

I need a pedicure :(
But I am too lazy.
Thinking about tidying this room makes me very tired.
I think I shall watch Sex and the City instead.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

An Argument

I just had the most exasperating conversation with a friend. I'm posting the chat transcript here. Names have been changed.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

HIM: hi

ME: hello

HIM: long time, remember me?

ME: yes.from the bank. Access bank

HIM: yes I actually moved to ecobank 18 months ago

ME: good for you

HIM: been over two years now since I saw u

Me: why did you move? Well I've been in school for two years. That would explain a lot

HIM: am also out from ecobank

ME: i thought you were in ecobank

HIM: I just set up an IT consulting firm called Kaplan consult last two weeks

ME: isn't there already a company with that name?

HIM: not in nija. Something close to that in uk though, but its us in nija. Why not, u have anything against the name?

ME: it doesn't really make sense for a Nigerian company to have an obviously American/English name
Spanish companies always have Spanish names
Arabian companies always have Arabic names
A Nigerian company with an English/American name just seems....pretentious

HIM: I get ur point, but it works differently here, people accept u more when u seem foreign
ME: well those same people are the same reason why the slave trade happened. Nigerians need to be proud of Nigeria

HIM: now ur going too far. We are proud of us.
ME: running around trying to "be foreign" makes us the laughing stock of the world and makes people respect us less. I'm not going too far. The truth is, Nigerians aren't proud of Nigeria or other Nigerians
Americans are some of the most patriotic bastards on earth
Americans will drive 50 miles out of their way to buy a damn apple just because they know it was grown in America rather than buying the apple imported from China down the street

HIM: i see
ME: and it's the same with most countries. Nigeria is the only country where it's the exact opposite

HIM: not nija
ME: we shun Nigerian affiliated products. I'm not for stupidly or blindly buying Nigerian all the time but if the product is world standard then it's an equal choice but Nigerians will ALWAYS choose the foreign product even if it really is substandard and if you're wondering what my point is in all of this it is that Nigerian companies giving themselves foreign names are contributing to our already rock bottom national self esteem

HIM: what can I say, guess it’s the way things have gone from bad to worse here. U can’t seem to trust any Nigerian anymore

ME: when a Nigerian company targeted at Nigerians does not think that a Nigerian name would be profitable, then you know there is a problem and Obama isn't going to fight our battles for us either. We are responsible for the way the world views us

And we seem to have a very spineless common patriotism meaning we're with it when it's good and we can't stick it when it's bad
HIM: we are an evolving race, we will get there, but not until we all change our way of doing things

ME: it's your company and you can call it what you want, but if I didn't know you, I would totally think "what the hell is wrong with that company and why on earth are they called Kaplan?" The same goes for companies called Andy Best, Wellington, and all other related things. As far as I and a growing number of Nigerians are concerned, foreignness does NOT impress. It's only there to dazzle the uneducated Nigerian masses that don't know any better
HIM: at the moment the name suits Nigeria, cos this is where we are doing business and we must brand to fit in, we can’t change the whole country and their perception, at least not while we are just starting

ME: how does naming your company Kaplan help you to fit in? It does NOT make sense. It really does not, and it is sooo going to bite you in the ass in the end
HIM: its gives an impression that it’s foreign, Nigerians embrace foreign. That’s not my making
ME: when they hear Kaplan they are going to expect white people, and when they see you they are going to get pissed off, and how does that help you?

HIM: they will see black reps

ME: no, they will see black people pretending to be white. Has it really come to that?
HIM: no way

ME: that you have to pretend to be white in YOUR OWN COUNTRY. Because that is what you are doing
Whether you realize it or not, by naming your company Kaplan

HIM: they will see black reps doing things the white man way, that’s the way the country is for now
ME: there is NO white man way
How can you not see this? Success is success. the colour of your skin has fuck all to do with it there are just as many white failures as there are black failures you are implying that running a successful business is the "white man way" and running an unsuccessful one is the "black man way"

HIM: success comes doing things the right way with God on your side. We have learnt from the western world.
ME: I CANNOT believe you just said that. I really CANNOT believe I just read that. This is PRECISELY the reason why that country is getting fucked in every hole by her OWN PEOPLE! So by your reasoning, Mike Adenuga is white or at least should be

HIM: u miss the point.
ME: no I don't. YOU miss the point. The point is whether you like it or not, YOU are a BLACK AFRICAN, you live in a BLACK AFRICAN country, you CANNOT pretend to be a white person because you think that it makes your company better by being white or white affiliated, and by doing this

HIM: Mike couldn’t have done it without following the right way and using the best brains, both white and black

ME: YOU are undermining an entire country of people. Yes. BUT YOU SAID that doing stuff well is "THE WHITE WAY" that is what you said implying that black people and specifically Nigerians are incapable of being successful at anything not a literal meaning of that

ME: implying that Nigerians need the crutch of whiteness to help them succeed

HIM: I mean the western way, implying the professional and right way

ME: implying that if you do not give your company a name that will cause most people to think that it is white owned that it will fail. THE WESTERN WAY IS NOT THE PROFESSIONAL OR RIGHT WAY

HIM: hats not what it is

ME: ALL COUNTRIES HAVE PROFESSIONAL AND RIGHT MODES OF BEHAVIOUR AND BUSINESS but YOU are trying to imply that the only correct way of doing anything must come from the west

HIM: Not Nigeria, try doing business here and u would know the difference

ME: and I CANNOT BELIEVE that you sincerely think this way, and by the way, companies have social responsibility
HIM: I do
ME: what do you think of that huh? Your company has a social responsibility to the Nigerian people
HIM: yes I agree to that
ME: to not attempt to brainwash them any further than they already have been
HIM: we are not brainwashing them

ME: because a Nigerian company was too afraid to operate under a Nigerian name. Yes you are. You and every Nigerian company out there called John Adams or whatever. Every one of you are destroying the self esteem of generations of unborn Nigerian children

HIM: Know the truth, we can’t change Nigeria just yet, no matter how good and strong your views are the country will not change just yet for the two of us

ME: but I am against effacing your own culture because you don't think it's good enough


HIM: no wahala. I get ur point and I have noted them

ME: which is exactly what happened to us when the British and the slavers came and it's happening again just not so violently .I'm not saying this to you because I want to pour sand in your garri. I say it to everyone. I say it on blogs, when I write articles, when I talk to people

HIM: hmmm, ur really passionate about this whole thing.

ME: every time Nigerian artists, as they are doing right now, populate their videos with white girls, they are sending a message to little Nigerian girls; your daughter, your sister, your cousin, your friend

HIM: it sells there videos

ME: that they are NOT GOOD ENOUGH .that is what they are saying to these children>don't bother, EVEN IN YOUR OWN COUNTRY you are NOT, and WILL NEVER BE GOOD ENOUGH. Is that something you would like your baby sister or your daughter growing up believing? That she is not good enough for even the people in her own country? That she is worthless because she is not white? If you are okay with that then hey, but I am not. People might say "oh that sells their videos" but have you stopped to think WHY that is what sells their videos?

HIM: madam, I think we should continue this talk when I come to Yankee
ME: have you stopped to think WHY black people would rather see a white person on TV than another black person?
HIM: i need to leave my office now

ME: it is because every day they run into companies, Nigerian companies called Kaplan. I'm fine

HIM: hope ur fine and school is ok


HIM: hahahahaha

ME: go think about what I said long and hard

HIM: I won’t

ME: can't force you. It’s your call. But know it's not just a name. Every name has a meaning. Think about the meaning of yours

HIM: there is credit crunch, am thinking about one tin only, MONEY

ME: fine. If you want to sacrifice your children's future then have fun naming your company Kaplan but I know I will respect Dangote more

HIM: IT’S BEEN DONE, THE NAME CANT BE CHANGED

Me: it's DANGOTE sugar I see on the box. Maybe, but in five years, if you are successful I would change it if I were you

HIM: will think about that, but not until five years time

Me: fine, let your conscience be your guide

HIM: what’s the name of ur school? Anyway, I need to run. Talk again later. Take care

All I have to say is: When Etisalat decided to expand to Nigeria, they didn't even think about changing their name to sound more Nigerian in order to appeal to their new 140million strong Nigerian market. Come on, don't shake your head, everyone knows that LOADS of companies are known by very different names in different countries, and they do this in order to appeal to their local markets in each country. Given that Nigeria is by population, about half the size of the United States, you'd think we'd warrant companies making a few exceptions for us. But they don't, because we the Nigerians are already bending over backwards to divest ourselves of our Nigerianness to please foreigners. We're almost as bad as the Africans that do tribal dances whenever the Vogue crew comes around for another photo shoot and uses tribal chiefs as living props for some hungry-ass model. I’m just sitting here shaking my head. Maybe there really is no hope and I should just give up and go and study for my finance exam instead.
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