Things I wish ...

I wish I had somewhere to go.

I have nowhere to go and so I have to stay here.

I wish I could just walk and walk and walk and keep on walking forever

But the pain in my feet, knees and heart means I don't get too far.

I got home and it wasn't there. Nowhere to live. But it stopped being home a long time ago.

I wished I had somewhere to go then too.

I think for the longest time, my safe place was my dorm room. It was just me, and I could close my door, and be alone with my thoughts. At least, for a time, it was mine.

Now I feel as if I have nothing that is my own. I'm just drifting, just floating from place to place with nowhere really to go.

Too poor to get my own place; my own space, no matter how small, really mine.

I hope one day (soon) I'll have a place to truly call my own.

Another sad start to the new year.

Hello 2012... please bring me happiness, love, and peace.

Happy New Year!!!!

2012
Here's to an absolutely wonderful year!
Love, Sugabelly

Alcohol Dreams

Last night I went out with Skinny Goat and had way too much to drink. I remember arguing with somebody about something, singing off key, and Skinny Goat kissing me a lot.

That's all I remember, but according to him that's the least of all the things I did that night so I'm sort of not looking forward to entertaining conspiratorial looks from him.

Hopefully I didn't do anything too embarrassing.

Smirnoff Ice is not my friend.

Merry Christmas!!!

Have fun everyone!!!

Wazobia :: Work in Progress

It's Igbo from WaZoBia!!

I'm still working on the WaZoBia web comic. For something so short, each page takes a lot of hard work! Just the first page took me a whole day to draw. It's pretty tiring but this is what I've dreamed of doing so I'm not too bothered.

Here's a video of me inking some of the panels below:

Code Name: Skinny Goat

Love is not my friend.

Not in the very least.

Needless to say, every time I have fallen in love or 'liked someone', it has inevitably ended in disaster.

After everything that happened with HL (Japanese Boy), I just wanted to be by myself. Be by myself and fly on autopilot for as long as I could.

I thought I was going to be sad forever but then here I am.

A month and a half ago, I met Yoruba Boy and every day has been hilarious ever since.

We need to find a code name for him though....

What shall we call him?

I'm suggesting Skinny Goat. a.k.a. SG*


* He once called me Fat Cow and I called him Skinny Goat, and that's where the name came from plus I think it's kinda cute.

My Hair ....

It's grown!

O gugo.

YouWin

This pretty much sums it up...

Five December 10s

No tears today

Just memories.

Rest in Peace, Love, and Happiness

I miss you so very much

Zikora Okafor 

March 6, 1989 - December 10, 2005

Lover of books (especially Sabriel, Lirael, and Abhorsen), magazines, gossip and gist of all kinds

Avoider of Jogging, Sanitation and Morning Duty

Loyola Jesuit College Head Boy 2004/2005

Beloved Friend and Partner in Crime

Commission Done

And here's the finished commission that I was working on from this post back here.

Please visit his blog here:

theunstarchedcollar.blogspot.com