tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34151047724261565342024-01-12T10:56:47.628+00:00Soliloquies of a diva.......Views on Anything and Everything from a Not-So-Quiet Observer.....Enyonamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05928894578223325915noreply@blogger.comBlogger124125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415104772426156534.post-6506596426053842292024-01-12T10:55:00.005+00:002024-01-12T10:55:56.595+00:00A Message To The One I Love<p><span style="font-family: georgia;"> In the echoes of our shared history,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">A tapestry woven with love's mystery.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">Yet your absence leaves my heart torn,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">In the silence, a yearning, a love forlorn.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">Each day, the yearning only grows,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">A melody of love, a story that flows.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">But in this dance, a restraint appears,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">A priority unmet, fueling my fears.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">Beneath the surface, emotions hide,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">A truth we can't ignore, can't cast aside.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">For us to thrive, priorities must align,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">Acknowledging the hurdles, now is the time.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">In the midst of two worlds, economies frail,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">Struggling with distance, love's ship sets sail.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">African countries with burdens untold,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">Yet finance strains, a story unfolds.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">Your absence, like a puzzle unsolved,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">Love persists, but can it be evolved?</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">To move forward, priorities must align,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">Remove the obstacles, ask, "Is it time?"</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">In the garden of us, let understanding bloom,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">Face the challenges, dispel the gloom.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">Wisdom whispers, let's honestly see,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">If the path ahead is meant to be.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">So, let's rewrite our story, you and I,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">Acknowledging the obstacles, aiming for the sky.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">In the canvas of time, seek the heart,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;">Remove the barriers, make a fresh start.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;"><i>Written by Enyo</i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: georgia;"><i>12.01.24</i></span></p>Enyonamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05928894578223325915noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415104772426156534.post-36928199771616805692023-08-28T12:30:00.002+00:002023-08-28T12:30:48.982+00:00Embarking on a Fresh Journey to Wellness: My Day One<p>Life has a funny way of nudging us toward the changes we need to make. Today marks the beginning of a new chapter in my life... a journey to better health and wellness. It all started with a visit to the dietitian, a step that felt both intimidating and necessary. As I stood on the threshold of change, the number on the scale staring back at me in triple digits served as a wake-up call. The time had come for sacrifices, for prioritizing my well-being, and for taking the first steps toward a healthier and happier version of myself.</p><p><i>Facing the Reality: Embracing Day One</i></p><p>The decision to make a change wasn't easy, but I knew it was the right one. As I walked into the dietitian's office, a mixture of uncertainty and hope filled my heart. The number on the scale was a reminder of where I was starting from, a reality I could no longer ignore. Day One was about acknowledging the need for change and mustering the courage to take that first step.</p><p><i>The Power of Sacrifice: A New Perspective</i></p><p>Sacrifice is a word that carries weight, often conjuring thoughts of giving up things we enjoy. But as I begin this journey, I'm learning that sacrifice isn't about deprivation... it's about choice. Choosing long-term health over short-term comfort. Choosing nourishment over-indulgence. Choosing self-care over momentary gratification. Each sacrifice becomes a deliberate step toward transformation.</p><p><i>Small Steps, Big Impact: The Journey Unfolds</i></p><p>Today, I'm embracing change in small yet significant ways. Opting for a wholesome breakfast instead of a sugary treat, taking a walk every morning, increasing my fruit/vegetable intake, and staying hydrated throughout the day. These might seem like minor adjustments, but they mark the beginning of a journey that will lead to greater vitality and well-being.</p><p><i>Looking Ahead: A Vision of Wellness</i></p><p>As I take each step forward, I'm envisioning the rewards that lie ahead. Increased energy to tackle the day, improved health markers, and a sense of accomplishment with each milestone achieved. The journey won't always be easy, but the vision of a healthier and happier self is my guiding light.</p><p>Day One is just the beginning—a chance to rewrite my story and prioritize my health. With every sacrifice, I'm investing in my well-being and taking control of my future. The road ahead might have challenges, but it's also filled with opportunities for growth, self-discovery, and newfound resilience.</p><p>To all those who are also starting their wellness journey today, remember that you're not alone. Each day is a chance to make positive choices, to prioritize self-care, and to inch closer to the version of yourself that you aspire to be. So, here's to Day One, and to the exciting path of transformation that lies ahead.</p>Enyonamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05928894578223325915noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415104772426156534.post-91178254539350070622023-08-24T16:09:00.002+00:002023-08-25T08:41:03.217+00:00Embrace Your Curves: Fashion Tips for Plus Size Ladies<p>In a world that celebrates diversity, fashion knows no bounds. Everybody deserves to feel confident, stylish, and empowered. If you're a plus size lady looking to rock your personal style, I've got you covered! Here are some essential fashion tips to help you embrace your curves and express yourself with confidence.</p><p>1. Embrace Your Body Shape:</p><p>Everybody is unique, and understanding your body shape is key to dressing well. Whether you're an apple, pear, hourglass, or rectangle, choose clothing that flatters your silhouette and accentuates your assets.</p><p>2. Prioritize Comfort:</p><p>Confidence comes from feeling comfortable in your skin. Opt for fabrics that feel good against your skin and styles that allow you to move with ease. When you're comfortable, your self-assuredness shines through.</p><p>3. Invest in Well-Fitted Bras:</p><p>The foundation of a great outfit is a well-fitted bra. Proper support enhances your posture and the way clothes drape on your body. Visit a professional for a bra fitting to find the perfect fit.</p><p>4. Play with Proportions:</p><p>Experiment with different proportions to create balanced looks. Pair fitted tops with flowing skirts or try a loose top with slim-fitting pants. Balancing proportions can create a harmonious and flattering effect.</p><p>5. Accessorize with Confidence:</p><p>Accessories are your style secret weapons. Bold statement necklaces, scarves, and trendy earrings can draw attention to your face and elevate your overall look.</p><p>6. Embrace Colors and Prints:</p><p>Don't shy away from colors and prints! Dark shades can be slimming, but vibrant hues and playful patterns can add flair to your wardrobe. Mix and match to find what resonates with your style.</p><p>7. Define Your Waist:</p><p>Creating definition at the waist can create an hourglass illusion. Try belting dresses or layering with a kimono to draw attention to this area.</p><p>8. Opt for Tailoring:</p><p>Tailoring can transform an outfit. Don't hesitate to get your clothes tailored to fit your body perfectly. Even simple alterations can make a huge difference.</p><p>9. Monochrome Magic:</p><p>Monochromatic outfits create a streamlined look. Experiment with different shades of the same color for an effortlessly chic ensemble.</p><p>10. Confidence is Key:</p><p>No fashion tip is as important as confidence. Wear what makes you feel fabulous, stand tall, and embrace your individuality. Confidence is the best accessory you can wear.</p><p>11. Shop with Intention:</p><p>Choose brands that prioritize inclusive sizing and styles that resonate with your personal taste. Explore plus size fashion stores that cater to your needs and empower your style journey.</p><p>12. Experiment and Have Fun:</p><p>Fashion is a playground of self-expression. Don't be afraid to step out of your comfort zone and try new trends. Experimentation can lead to unexpected style discoveries.</p><p>13. Rock Your Signature Look:</p><p>Discover your signature style that reflects your personality. Whether it's boho chic, minimalist elegance, or urban edge, owning your unique look exudes confidence.</p><p>Fashion is a celebration of who you are, and as a plus size lady, you have the power to redefine beauty standards and embrace your curves with pride. By following these fashion tips, you'll be well on your way to curating a wardrobe that reflects your individuality and empowers you to shine from the inside out. Remember, your style journey is about embracing your authenticity and celebrating the beauty of every curve.</p>Enyonamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05928894578223325915noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415104772426156534.post-32910417329109805332016-10-25T11:43:00.001+00:002016-10-25T11:43:52.205+00:00Guess Who's Back?<div style="text-align: justify;">
I can't believe it's been this long folks. Truth is, I miss blogging. A lot! I miss all those times I could just get on here and share my rants and speak my mind.</div>
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Enyonamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05928894578223325915noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415104772426156534.post-63723163976568149262016-03-22T11:37:00.001+00:002016-03-22T11:37:22.841+00:00My Latest Obsession with Telemundo.<div style="text-align: justify;">
Acapulco Bay marked the introduction of telenovelas into Ghanaian homes in 1998. Heck, people's homes even burnt to the ground, since they would leave the candles lit during dumsor, whilst they trekked to watch through the windows of homes that could afford generators at the time. Some people were ingenious to use their car batteries to power their television sets.</div>
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I would say that after <i>Acapulco Bay </i>and <i>Cuando Seas Mia</i>, I was done with telenovelas. The only one that captured my interest afterwards was La Usurppadora on TV3. Unfortunately, I was in Secondary School at the time and had to rely on the recaps given by my stepmom and elder sister whenever they came to visit. Sigh... those were good times.</div>
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In University, I was the one who would tease friends who were always in a hurry to get home to watch the latest telenovela on TV. "The stories are always similar," I would moan. Let's face it, some of the story lines are so cheesy as heck, but you still find thousands of people glued to their television set when it's time to view these programmes. </div>
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I've always felt this way about telenovelas till one fateful Sunday afternoon,when out of boredom I decided to watch <i>"Behind Closed Doors"</i> on the Telemundo Channel on DSTV. To this day I still can't decide on whether that was a good or bad decision. I was hooked! Still am by the way. Not only are the stories so modern, once you put aside the "romance" aspect of the stories, you would notice that there is some good content in there.</div>
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<li>Deception: The murderer in a mystery themed telenovela is always the nicest person you'd least suspect. </li>
<li>Death: Someone always dies.</li>
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At the moment I'm in love with <i>A Passion for Revenge. </i>Thank God for the DSTV Explora, since I get to record episodes when I'm busy so I can watch at a later time. </div>
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What are your favorites? <i>Kunkum Bhagya</i>? Would like to read your thoughts as well.</div>
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Enyonamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05928894578223325915noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415104772426156534.post-25636960624460142372013-12-12T11:27:00.002+00:002013-12-12T11:27:29.672+00:00Memories From My Teens: The Wrong Fart.<div style="text-align: justify;">
It was a regular weekday in secondary school. The bell signifying the end of first break had just been rung and students were rushing to their classrooms; to avoid the wrath of teachers who obviously weren't pleased with the idea of waiting for their students.</div>
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We were reading in groups when all of a sudden, my stomach began to growl, you know, that sound that's like a combination of the wind blowing and a tap flowing. At first I shrugged it off since, I hadn't eaten anything crazy that morning. Then the discomfort began to increase and the growls as well, and that's when I made that big mistake. I figured that it was gas and I felt a fart coming up. Silly me thought I could quickly release it and be free but no, I was in for an unpleasant surprise as I released the wrong fart. I just felt something warm in my undies.</div>
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"Shit!" (the irony). I had just crapped my pants!</div>
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I got to the dormitory and ran straight to the "Tugbuntiafi" (what is known as pit latrine to many), took the soiled undies off and threw them straight into the latrine. Looking back, I shudder thinking of how I would have handled the situation if the dormitories had been locked on that day. So, I did my thing, went straight to take a bath, popped some anti-diarrhea pills and stayed in the dorm till closing.</div>
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That evening at prep my colleagues kept asking where I vanished to during that period. To this day I have learned never to "release" anything if I'm unsure of the games my bowels are playing. After all, s**t happens (pun intended).</div>
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Enyonamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05928894578223325915noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415104772426156534.post-70671533768712888232013-11-29T10:03:00.001+00:002013-11-29T10:03:59.223+00:00Seth Rogen & James Franco's Parody of Kanye West's Bound 2 Video is Hilarious!!Seth Rogen and James Franco decided to take time to do a shot-by-shot remake of Yeezy's latest music video starring Kim Kardashian. I wonder how these guys able to do this with straight faces? I laughed so hard. Lol!<br />
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I've always been a hopeless romantic; at least for as long as I can remember. Yes, I am one of those romance flick aficionados who would cry when after so many obstacles, the hero and heroine of the movie finally declare their love for each other and share a passionate kiss. Well, I guess I learnt at a very early age that those movies were just that - movies. Where do such perfectly calculated endings happen? Not in this world I'm sure.</div>
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Anyway, back to the heart of this post. I was 22 and in my final year as an undergraduate at the University of Ghana. I had just returned from a group discussion with one of my closest friends whom, for the sake of anonymity I will call L. L and I resided at the same hostel and usually did a lot of things together, except when her boyfriend was around. And he was around a whole lot! This made me feel a bit lonely since I would leave them (I no dey like being third wheel). </div>
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Now, at 22 my thoughts on intimacy were quite rigid. It was a wait till marriage affair for me. Heck! I had guys call me frigid because I wouldn't let them touch me in a certain way or initiate anything that would end in a condom being unwrapped, but I was determined not to allow any boy make me weaken my resolve. I saw what some of my friends had gone through and wasn't prepared to lose my mind over a guy. Besides, despite my not-so-commendable relationship with the good Lord, that was one commandment I felt I could at least try to keep.</div>
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So, one night as I was telling one of my girlfriends about how I had turned away as this new "boy" friend tried to steal a kiss, another crazy friend of mine screams and says "Oh Enyo! Don't tell me you still haven't done the deed yet." I can still remember the look I got from the lot when I said I was still "Juana La Virgin" at 22. Did they also think I was insane or frigid? Well, they must have for one bluntly stated that I had watched too many "hit and run" movies, which had made me "scared of four legs". I still laugh anytime I hear someone use that term "four legs". Am I the only one who thinks it's quite crass? I was given an earful about how; the first time was painful, the longer I waited the worse the pain got, men wanted "sexually experienced" women to marry. Oh my! It was as if keeping the V untouched at my age was a felony. </div>
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Enyonamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05928894578223325915noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415104772426156534.post-40073320848701705562013-10-31T11:18:00.004+00:002013-10-31T11:18:37.066+00:00Memories of My Childhood: Tales by Moonlight.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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I have always had this undying love for African folklore. Even as a child, I remember how I would quickly go through hundreds of pages of storybooks that were given to us at school, to the chagrin of my Dad, who usually thought the books would have me silent for a couple of days :). For some strange reason, as I drove to work today I began to think about the things that kept me busy during weeknights and weekends during my early years, and one thing that stood out was "Tales by Moonlight".</div>
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As a child growing up in Nigeria, this was a programme that many looked forward to viewing each week. Unfortunately, I can't seem to remember what day it aired on NTA (Nigerian Television Authority) but, I do remember how the following morning's discussions at school focused mainly on the story viewed the evening before.</div>
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Tales by Moonlight was an awesome kids' show that had the lovely lady storyteller (I think she was Aunty Nkem or something) share folktales with a group of girls and boys in a village setting. These stories, as the title of the show suggests, were narrated in the evening by moonlight. Oh! How I miss those days. As soon as I heard her say "Story story", I would be automatically hypnotized by the TV for the next 30-35 minutes. Not even my favorite meal could take my eyes away from the screen. </div>
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Well, Aunty would then magically transport us viewers into storyland as voice/ human actors re-enacted the story being narrated, depending on the nature of the story. Two of my favorites were "Why the Tortoise Has a Cracked Shell" and "Why the Sky is so High". These stories were not only entertaining, but also taught very valuable lessons/morals at the end. Let's not forget the colourful "Chocomilo kids are here" ad that ended with the "Chewy, Chocolaty Chunks of Fun tagline."</div>
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It is one thing to see people pouring urine and the other stuff in gutters at dawn, but when you see grown ups who should know better actually squatting and s****ing in the gutter.... SMH.</div>
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This morning as my Dad and I went for our usual jog/brisk walk, we couldn't help but comment on the pungent smell emanating from the gutter as we jogged along the street. It was a combination of remnants of the previous day's washed dishes and food particles from food vendors and, the usual human waste.</div>
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Now, my Dad always carries a flashlight during our dawn sessions since we usually have to walk on a rough path at some points and the street lights aren't in abundance. This is his way of ensuring that he does not trip over stray dogs, stones etc. Anyway, back to the main story. Yes, so my Dad and I were heading back home when we heard some unusual movement. Of course, my Dad turns on his flashlight and that's when we see this squatting and doing his own thing in the gutter.</div>
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To say I was surprised would be putting it lightly. Seriously, that street was a very busy one, even at 4:30am. The guy wasn't even bothered that we had seen him. he just went ahead and did his thing. At that point I was wishing that some creature would just bite him in the a$$! Will this same guy be surprised if after eating at the chop bar that was directly opposite the gutter, he had a serious bout of gastroenteritis? </div>
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Enyonamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05928894578223325915noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415104772426156534.post-9725022373371636212013-09-12T15:58:00.001+00:002013-09-12T15:58:25.780+00:00Chemical Shop Attendant Don Turn Doctor?Na waa ooo... As I sat in my office trying to ignore the budding pain in my throat it occurred to me that this symptom could mean the onset of a nasty cold, which yours truly did not intend to go through. So, I quickly checked my first aid drawer only to realize that I did not have any Amoxicillin or Vitamin C. Arrrrgh! Now, being the cautious one I decide to send Doctor Daddy a message telling him my problem. He quickly responded with instructions. Get Amoxicillin and Vitamin C from the nearest pharmacy and take so so and so capsules.<br />
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If only I knew that my trip to the drug store was going to turn into an interview, I would have worn my shoes. Lol! This was the exchange at the shop.<br />
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Me: Good afternoon<br />
Attendant (Male): Good afternoon<br />
Me: Please do you have Amoxicillin?<br />
Attendant (Male): How many mg do you want?<br />
Me: 500mg<br />
So, the guy goes to the shelf and returns with the box of 28 capsules and says GH¢7. My dear friends, I needed only a strip since there are boxes upon boxes of the drug at home. I tell him, "Please I need just 10 capsules".<br />
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Attendant: You can't take only ten capsules. It is an antibiotic.<br />
Me: I know that, but I have some of the drugs at home.<br />
Attendant: Why did you leave it at home then.<br />
Me (getting irritated): The symptoms only started this afternoon and I was given instructions.<br />
Attendant: What symptoms?<br />
Me (visibly pissed): Are you a doctor? What's with the interview? If you aren't going to sell me the drug tell me.<br />
Attendant: I'm just telling you what I know<br />
Me: And I told you what a doctor knows so tell me, are you a doctor?<br />
Attendant: No<br />
Me: Then please stop wasting my time and energy and give me the bloody pills!<br />
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He then gets me the strip after which I pay him. Guess what? His Maths was rusty that he almost didn't give me my change of GH¢ 1.20. What's with this? SMH.<br />
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I get the insistence that I get the full course, but I would think that with my explanation he would let it go. I wasn't buying Lasix or Atenolol for crying out loud. It was an antibiotic!<br />
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I repeat, na waa ooo.Enyonamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05928894578223325915noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415104772426156534.post-25400314380779840692013-07-09T10:11:00.000+00:002013-07-09T10:11:17.235+00:00Random Things...<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Hi, I know it's been ages since I last posted something on this blog. Forgive wai... I guess that is why when my friend S asked me to answer 54 random questions about myself, Iwas like why not? So, I hope you find this entertaining.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">1. Who was the last person you texted?: My friend Nii. It was an accusatory whatsapp message. lol!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">2. When is your birthdate?: April 5</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">3. Who do you want to be with right now?: Me, Myself and I</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">4. What sports do you play?: Hmm. I used to play volleyball but that hasn't happened in over a decade.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">5. Who is the first person in your contacts?: That would be Abi</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">6. What is your favorite song as of the moment?: You & I by Keke Wyatt and Avant.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">7. If you were stranded on an island, who do you wish to be with?: *Naughty chuckle* I would rather not say.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">8. What do you feel right now?: Euphoric. The endorphins of this morning's workout are in full gear.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">9 . What chocolate is your favorite?: Golden Tree Dark chocolate. What else tastes as divine?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">10. How many boyfriends/girlfriends did you have?: *Clearing throat and counting fingers* I would say three.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">11. Why did you create a Blogger account?: I needed a place to vent and share my thoughts and ideas.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">12 . Who is your favorite blogger?: That would be Cece of the Big Girl Blog.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">13 . Where do you want to be right now?: In bed, reading my Jackie Collins novel.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">14 . What do you want to be in the future?: Hopefully, the CEO of a major communications consultancy. Or a partner in one.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">15 . When was the last time you cried? Yesterday, I watched a wedding proposal online and my... who knew guys like that were still out there?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">16. Are you happy?: I'm rather content.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">17 . Who do you miss?: My big sister.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">18 . If you were given a chance, would you like to have a different life?: There are times when I think so but, in the end... I wouldn't change a thing.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">19 . What was the best thing you were given?: The Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Askaban book I received when I was 18. It was totally unexpected.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">20. Who was the last person who called you?: My Dad</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">21. What is your favorite dish?: Jollof rice and goat meat sauce.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">22. Have you ever cheated on your partner?: Definitely not!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">23. Who do you spend crazy moments with?: *smiling* that would be my friend Gifty.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">24..What kind of music do you listen to?: Almost anything. Jazz, Pop, R&B, Gospel.. Heck! If it's good I will listen to it!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">25. Are you over your past?: Finally, yes.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">26. How’s your heart?: It flutters from time to time, but good otherwise.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">27. Do you like someone as of the moment?: Actually, I do</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">28. What would you want to say to your latest ex-boyfriend/ex-girlfriend?: Absolutely nothing!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">29. Do you have any phobias?: Heights</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">30. Did you try to change for a person?: In the past, yes, and obviously it didn't work out. So I've learned that they aren't the one if they can't accept you as you are.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">31. What’s the nicest thing have you given to someone?: I bought the nicest shirt I could find for a good friend of mine on his birthday.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">32. Would you go back to your previous relationship?: H E L L to the definite NO. What's done is done.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">33. Are you in a good or bad mood?: I'm actually in a pretty good mood.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">34. Name someone you can’t live without.: My parents. Sorry but I'm giving two.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">35. Describe your dream date.: One that feels like we're old friends. We get great food. Good drinks.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">36. Describe your dream wedding.: This one deserves its own post oo. One thing I can definitely say is that it would be an outdoor affair.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">37. How many roses did you receive last Valentine’s?: None.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">38. Have you ever been kissed?: Uh huh....</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">39. How long is your longest relationship?: On and off: Almost 3 years. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">40. Have you ever cried over someone?: Haven't we all?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">41. Do you have a grudge against anyone?: At the moment yes but it'll pass</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">42. Did you fall for someone you shouldn’t?: Hmmm... haven't we all?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">43. Have you ever done something bad but you don’t regret?: Yes</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">44. Do you like getting hurt?: Seriously? Is there anyone out there who is like that? SMH</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">45. Does anyone hate you?: lol! Probably.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">46. If you can change anything about yourself, what is it?: Erhm. My weight. Working on it actually.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">47. Can you live without internet?: That can't happen.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">48. What’s the song that remind you of your special someone?: When I have my special someone I will know what song it is.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">49. Are you good at holding back your tears?: Yep.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">50. Have you ever experienced being hysterical?: Ha! I remember those days when I was working on my thesis.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">51. Have you ever sacrificed something important to you for someone you love?: Who hasn't?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">52. Have you been hurt so bad that you can’t find words to explain how you feel?: Sadly, yes.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">53. Do you have trust issues?: I do.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">54. Do you think all the pain is worth it?: Sometimes. Pain teaches you lessons, but it also makes you very cold.</span><br />
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<br />Enyonamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05928894578223325915noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415104772426156534.post-20674208939292027882013-04-25T09:54:00.001+00:002013-04-25T09:59:44.730+00:00Making My Blue Heart Red Again.<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.5px;">When we first met, I didn't think it possible </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.5px;">My heart, so cold was frozen by the past hurt </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.5px;">It was kept under lock and key </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.5px;">But with all the strength I had </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.5px;">I couldn't fight the feeling deep within </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.5px;">I tried not to think of you </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.5px;">To tell myself that what I felt was a mistake </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.5px;">That I was fine being all by myself </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.5px;">A lie, even I could not convince myself was true </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.5px;">I see you and a unique kind of warmth just captures my whole being </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.5px;">I battle with my feelings as I try to keep you from making my blue heart red again </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.5px;">For I am afraid you will hurt me </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.5px;">Afraid my heart will freeze again and the numbness worse than before </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.5px;">I told myself "don't love him for you will only get hurt" </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.5px;">Then i closed my eyes and there you were </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.5px;">Reminding me of all the things I feel </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.5px;">I'm tired of holding back. </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.5px;">My longing for you overcame my fear </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.5px;">Your gentle touch conquered my defenses </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.5px;">And when you held me in your arms and said you loved me </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.5px;">The glacier in my heart began to melt </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.5px;">As the warmth of your love filled my soul.</span>Enyonamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05928894578223325915noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415104772426156534.post-21562689327086522452013-03-17T18:18:00.002+00:002013-03-17T18:18:58.313+00:00When Hawkers & Human Windscreen Wipers Make You Lose It!<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Last week as I was heading home from work I happened to find myself waiting for the red light at the Legon-Okponglo junction to turn green. Those of you familiar with that road must be aware of the human windscreen wipers who take you unawares and start to wipe your sometimes already clean windscreen with hopes of getting some loose change.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">On this particular day I was tired and in a bad mood when this guy just appeared. I asked him to stop but he wouldn't listen. After performing the unwanted service he started tapping at my window and asking for money. I told him I didn't have any and the next thing I heard him say was "Wo maame <span style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px; text-align: justify;">twɛ". </span> I looked at him, laughed and said "You are still not getting a pesewa from me" as the light turned green and I drove off.</span></div>
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What annoys me is the worn out "wiper" they use when they are supposedly cleaning your windscreen. It mostly does more harm that good if you ask me.</div>
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Enyonamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05928894578223325915noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415104772426156534.post-28980688163463999802013-03-15T11:55:00.000+00:002013-03-15T11:55:34.760+00:00Things Are Falling Apart...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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One only needs to walk along the streets of Accra to see that outdoor advertising has become a very common means of exposing brands and products in the nation's capital Accra. Huge billboards advertising cars, mobile phones, banks, rice etc. can be found all over the city but it is those by the roadsides that command the attention of the viewer, due to their sizes and bright display of colours and creative flexibility. And, considering that it is always there 24hrs a day with no interruption, it is therefore no wonder that many advertisers who can afford it prefer this mode of advertising.</div>
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(would have taken a picture but the road does not really accommodate parking). The thing is literally falling apart! I sure hope that a piece (or the whole) of it doesn't decide to come crashing down when someone is driving by; it would be catastrophic! And that isn't the only faulty one I've seen!</div>
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AMA, AAG, DDP and the rest of you who work in the billboard construction and mounting industry, I beg of you, our lives are too precious to be risked by ignorance and incompetency.</div>
Enyonamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05928894578223325915noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415104772426156534.post-55928649249401342382012-11-03T05:45:00.000+00:002012-11-03T05:46:17.123+00:00Is Born Starz on Viasat 1 Offering Humiliation & Disrespect as Entertainment?<br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">In recent years a lot of reality shows have hit the TV screens in our homes. We have all watched episodes of Mentor, Stars of the Future, Next Movie Star, Talented Kids and all the beauty pageants that have been aired on various channels. Some of these television shows unearthed the talents of many of our stars such as Irene Logan, Efya, Lydia Forson, Martha Ankomah, Yvonne Nelson among several others. It is for this reason that I personally applaud those that help the youth to reach their full potential.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I have been a giant, devout, shameless fan of every singing competition. It’s refreshing to hear Ghanaians who can sing any song effortlessly. I also love watching the auditions because I get to laugh at those who want to at least get their 15-30 seconds of fame even when it is very obvious that they won’t go beyond their first audition. Yes, I do believe that’s an extension of Schadenfreude, a German word used to describe people's delight and entertainment at the failings and problems of others. However, what I can’t accept is when the people who are acting as judges humiliate these contestants so badly that even viewers at home cringe.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Two nights ago I happened to be watching a Born Starz on Viasat 1. This show is supposed to be aimed at unearthing and developing skills and talents from individuals and groups from all walks of life. I also heard that there are no age restrictions and talent barrier, the show gives the public an equal opportunity to exhibit their unique abilities.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">So, imagine my shock when after one contestant tried to show his “unique” ability by performing what I’m sure he thought was a good rap, the youngest judge, David Oscar who is the host of "Laugh A Minute"; one of the worst comedy shows I’ve ever come across on that same television station, just looked at the guy and said “Get out!!!”. That wasn’t all; he made rude remarks to a lot of other contestants after that.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I don’t think that these wannabes leave their homes to be insulted and humiliated on national or even cable television. If they are awful, just tell them politely. I think that rejection is enough humiliation but outright disrespect/impoliteness is an absolute NO. For crying out loud, if these contestants were professionals, they wouldn't even come auditioning on the show!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">What about you guys? What is your take on this issue? Do you think that the behaviour of some of these judges is justifiable? Do these contestants really deserve disrespect just because they could not make these judges laugh with their jokes or impress with their vocal ability? Share your views....</span></div>
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<span style="color: #3f4950; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 25.600000381469727px;">In the last few months I have come to realize the importance of saying goodbye to certain people in your life, even though your heart may be loaded with love for them. Throughout our span of life we meet people, share common interests, develop relationships, and grow. Sadly, you do not always find yourself growing with a person when you desperately want to. Instead, you realize that you grow more apart with each passing day. For many relationships there comes a point where it becomes better for you and the other persons involved to end the relationship .</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #3f4950; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 25.600000381469727px;">For so long I had maintained relationships that simply did not feel good in my heart, soul and mind. Some of these relationships involved a combined mixture of conflict and discontent. Others were filled with pure discomfort, selfishness and inconsideration. As I insisted on maintaining these relationships I noticed that I was no longer growing. These people were not adding to my life and were actually using up all my energy. Times I should have spent having a good time were dedicated to me moping in my room and feeling sorry for myself. I stuck with a lot of relationships because my heart was still flooding with great love for the persons of interest. Just the thought of saying goodbye frightened me to the core of my very being. This fear of letting go, being alone and, living with constant pain left me in negative relationships.</span></span></div>
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<br />Enyonamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05928894578223325915noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415104772426156534.post-79721385332318283762012-09-04T10:31:00.001+00:002012-09-04T10:35:58.697+00:00Anas Does It Again. The Abortion Doctor Rape Saga!<div style="text-align: justify;">
You must admire Anas Aremeyaw Anas for the patience and hard work he puts into bringing the indecent acts of devious minded people into the public domain. This time, we find out about one medical student who decided to meet his lustful desires with desperate girls and women seeking to rid themselves of unwanted pregnancies.</div>
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"News One’ has watched a secretly recorded video that captures a Ghanaian Medical Student forcing his female patients to have unprotected sex with him right in his theatre.The women, some of whom are known faces in society had gone to the clinic for surgical abortion at various times and the doctor, after making them strip naked for the operation, forced them to have sex with him with an excuse that without the sex, the abortion would not be successful."</div>
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The doctor is currently in police grips being prepared for court as investigations continue into the case. The must-watch video was secretly recorded by mysterious investigative journalist Anas Aremeyaw Anas, at a private clinic located at Madina, a suburb of Accra. The scenes are mind-boggling and the acts brutal. The name of the clinic starts with the letter ’U’ but the full name would be withheld for now because the illegal acts of the doctor seem to have been secretly done on the blind side of the clinic’s management.</div>
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For the three month period that Anas and his team placed the secret cameras in the theater, the doctor was captured having a sex with over 52 different ladies who had gone to him for abortion. The women were aged between 20 and 40 years and were charged various amounts from GH150 to GH400, depending on the age of the pregnancy. He told the unsuspecting women, midway into the abortion, that unless an erected penis entered them, the exercise would be unsuccessful so they had no choice but to let him enter."</div>
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Hmmm.... On a more serious note, why would anyone believe such a cock and bull story? Could it be that most of his patients were illiterates? Also, did I read medical student? Are they allowed to operate before graduating from medical school. I thought that was only after they became medical residents. Eye asem ooo...<br />
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Enyonamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05928894578223325915noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415104772426156534.post-91314617503179831482012-09-03T12:09:00.002+00:002012-09-03T12:10:15.207+00:00The Foreign Content on Television is Outrageous!<div style="text-align: justify;">
What is going on? If it isn't America's Got Talent, it's Real Housewives of New Jersey. Aba! It's getting ridiculous. First it was the telenovelas but, even that got old after a while. Don't get me wrong, I love watching some of these shows. It does, however, get scary when you look at a television station's programme schedule and realize that out of 19hrs of programming, only two hours worth of content is local. (sighing) I ask again, "What is going on?"</div>
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Seriously, at this rate we will soon be watching only local news as local content. We need more local programmes on our televisions. </div>
Enyonamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05928894578223325915noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415104772426156534.post-17183747023429948722012-06-13T12:51:00.002+00:002012-06-13T12:52:40.005+00:00Use Of Car Indicators Is A Problem In Ghana.....<div style="text-align: justify;">
How many times have you been driving when, suddenly, the car before you negotiates a turn without signalling or, abruptly turns the indicator on when they are half an inch away from their turning point? Is it that these culprits are thoughtless? Or are just just selfish?</div>
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Yesterday I followed a woman who just stopped in the middle of the road in front of me without warning. Eventually, she turned right into a parking spot in front of a store. No signal used. Then, another taxi driver just stopped for a passenger without warning.</div>
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What the hell is wrong with these people?</div>Enyonamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05928894578223325915noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415104772426156534.post-63623734689516463102012-05-11T16:32:00.002+00:002012-05-11T16:33:31.790+00:00When Emblems Are Patented In Individuals' Names!<div style="text-align: justify;">
I was in shock when I heard that news item on Joy FM this morning. How is that even possible? Is there such a protocol that I am unaware of? Brothers and sisters... educate my ignorant self please. Sigh.. Only in Ghana.</div>
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PS. I know I've been absent for awhile. Forgive me but I was paying more attention to <a href="http://transitioningto143.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">the other blog</a>. I have however, turned a new leaf. :-)</div>Enyonamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05928894578223325915noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415104772426156534.post-44377226386286087752012-01-13T09:11:00.000+00:002012-01-13T09:11:36.154+00:00University English?Yesterday a friend tagged me in one of his photos on facebook and what I saw shocked and saddened me. The first question I asked was "How do you mark a script like this?" The second was, "How did this person get into the University in the first place?"<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Anyways, this year I intend to blog more often. I didn't say 'resolve' ooo... </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Do you make resolutions? Why or why not? Share your thoughts for success, or if resolutions and goal setting isn't your thing, share your thoughts and reflections for 2012.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Happy New Year to you all. May this year be filled with happiness and prosperity.</div>Enyonamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05928894578223325915noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415104772426156534.post-70954122498515358422011-11-26T08:23:00.000+00:002011-11-26T08:23:44.137+00:00Oh My!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsIH3O6RlSn4wx7ZgZMBptPd2bGRY7RYhw5_fDfKWSR-7TJZcHYlof7pcwSeIscVZQ1i4JdIgCkWtoR4SJGWfc-ClMm79kJl8hu3Q751m5FfukXvTRUDUL-Rno8PLTlq-_aQcvS0vuJBc/s1600/lovely+blog.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsIH3O6RlSn4wx7ZgZMBptPd2bGRY7RYhw5_fDfKWSR-7TJZcHYlof7pcwSeIscVZQ1i4JdIgCkWtoR4SJGWfc-ClMm79kJl8hu3Q751m5FfukXvTRUDUL-Rno8PLTlq-_aQcvS0vuJBc/s1600/lovely+blog.png" /></a></div><br />
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It was a delight to read that I had received an award from Aba T. Thanks so much girl. <br />
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So, I hear there are rules to this award too.<br />
The Rules:<br />
I. Answer the questions below<br />
II. Tell seven random things about yourself<br />
III. Pass the award to 15 other bloggers<br />
Oh well, let's see what we can do here.<br />
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<u>Questions</u>1. Name your favorite colour: It's between blue and brown<br />
2. Name your favorite song: Someone's watching over you by Yolanda Adams<br />
3. Name your favorite dessert: Don't have any. Too many calories in them. lol!<br />
4. What pisses you off?: Lies and arrogance<br />
5. Your favorite pet?: That would be a cat. They give you peace. <br />
6 .Black or white?: Black or white what?<br />
7. Your biggest fear?: Loneliness and not doing things that are pleasing to God.<br />
8. Everyday attitude?: Love yourself to the fullest.<br />
9. Your best feature?: My lips. I remember the first time a guy looked at them and said "Wow! well defined lips". lol! That was when I realised I had cute lips. Can u imagine?<br />
10. What is perfection?: Hmmmm... That would be success in all areas of life. Academic, career, social and romantic life....<br />
11. My guilty pleasure: Vanilla ice cream over banana bread. Can you imagine how many calories are in one serving. Gosh! I try to take that after months and months of cardio. lol! <br />
Now, I'm to tell seven random things about myself.<br />
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1. I love to sing. I've been told I sound goood too. Thank God!<br />
2. I love to cook and experiment with food<br />
3. I am an excellent listener<br />
4. I have a limited amount of patience when it comes to unnecessary stupidity.<br />
5. I love movies and serials.<br />
6. My first job was at a video store. I just loveeeed it!<br />
7. The ability to forgive is my weakness and strength.<br />
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Now I present this award to:<br />
1. Dentaa<br />
2. Another Shot<br />
3. Nash<br />
4. Ramblings of a Procrastinator in Accra<br />
5. Think about it<br />
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Only got five. Anyways, hope you all have a great weekend.Enyonamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05928894578223325915noreply@blogger.com3