I doubt if i was missed by any of you guys... i mean its been a month and except from 'HUMAN MACHINERY' no one even bothered to ask me why I hadn't posted anything on my blog in a while.

Poor me to have believed i had cultivated a small fellowship. Well i can proudly tell you guys that things have seriously changed.
Oh!!! So you guys don't believe me abi? I mean What did you guys think Griffin was doing for the past month.

Instead of sitting at home dragging myself around the house or partying all weekend long while the rest of the family was away for the summer. I instead, honestly did , go out searching for a job.

Well what do you think the results were???

I did get a job, but no ordinary job peeps... I got a job at a place I've always had the utmost respect for. Not only did I get a job thee, I also got thrown in at the deep end where I'm faced with challenges and deadlines on a daily basis.

Now I'm gradually learning how far i can push myself.
You guys should be really happy for me oh! As in the other option would have been being stuck with chairman and living an almost miserable unfulfilled life while being at the mercies of a low paying boss who's only excuse for my financial dissatisfaction would be the provision of accommodation.
What really comes with all the Good news is that my social life is practically dead. I work six days a week and have late hours every working day and the truth is, I'm loving it.

Then there's the Girl. she's stolen my heart and i feel love stoned.

Remember that Justin Timberlake song? "Love Stoned/ I think that she knows...
well that's what i think about when I think about what she does to me. I think that she knows, i think that she knows...... she's got me love stoned........

There are times when i think I'm not really cut out for the whole relationship thing, and times when I get into a fight with her, those feelings come flooding in, but just when I'm about to pull the plug something happens and i see her under the brightest lights and realize how impossible it is for me to stay away from her.

She's my one and only, and I call her 'Smiley'

I'm hoping i get back to my consistent level of putting up posts so you guys can finally get a full idea about what I've been up to and thinking...

You guys shouldn't loose faith in me just yet.
PEACE.

I doubt if i was missed by any of you guys... i mean its been a month and except from 'HUMAN MACHINERY' no one even bothered to ask me why I hadn't posted anything

CALLING ALL EGGS: THE EAGLE HAS LEFT THE NEST

the eagle has left the nest so all the eggs have number 26 to themselves for the next 3 weeks....
lolol... i don't know what to say at this point. Chairman, maama & my dolls are off for the summer break and are taking a round trip from Morocco to England and then on to France and then back home. it sure sounds like fun, but i doubt if i would have had any with Chairman tagging along. Finally he has a reason to cross the Atlantic and leave us at home.

i've been very scarce in cyberspace these days so i mainly get most of my info through my boys ; SBB, Mr. capable and Mystery. infact i must confess there's being a lul in my weekend night life these days, i haven't see the inside of a club since last thursday and this weekend that was supposed to mark the beginning of three weeks of freedom was simply subdued...

i haven't even been to dub-c in since last thursday sef.

nowadays its from one book to the other. its even so bad that i don't even finish one before i pick up another.

thinking of starting French classes soon though, apart from that, i'm just floating.

been monitoring the transfer activities as well as the amnesty activities, and they all see so ridiculous in their own ways. God help manchester United and God save us from Yar' a dua.



Nigeria is being held hostage by militants who have gone as far as bombing lagos (my own lasgidi) and Yar' a dua is offering them amnesty, that never worked previously? offering the militants amnesty has never worked, especially when they attempt the ridiculous option of guns for money...

then the president states that amnesty is key to stable power generation. why can't we just give them resource control while focusing on diversification and let's watch them kill themslevs with their militancy. i realy am angry right now, cuase the more i think about it the more ridiculous we all begin to seem. depending soley on the resources of only one region?

meanwhile, the sheiks of Abu dabi have so much money, they've gone on a spending spree in the blue half of manchester. the only problem is, they've gone ahead with the spending, now SpARKY CAN FEILD ELEVEN PLAYERS AND 9 OF THEM WOULD BE STRIKERS (WORLD CALSS). all this is happening but Sir Alex only saw it fit to aquire one washed out legend and two promising wingers. still we have about 80 million pounds untouched. God dey sha.....

i'll holla at you guys later.

Pure Limbo

its been almost a week since the end of my NYSC program and i'm still sitting at home, wondering and waiting. I've turned into a "readaholic' (my own invention); i practically read anything in sight, from toothpaste tubes to oil reports.

I think i'm going crazy.

the possibility of getting a job these days are so slim! was joking with a friend the other day and i told him the best prayer any unemployed graduate should have on his lips right now is ' lord let them all travel abroad for masters or something'. i'm not sure how long i can last sitting at home all day long. the thought of running out of money and seeing myself become dependent on a certain someone eats at my ego.

but despite all that i'm helplessly holding my head up high with a careless smile on my face.

all that aside, i'm just feeling mighty positive... with my bushy goatie and growing hair, i'm just not giving a *&^k.

The end of My service...

today is the my last day at BPE officially, sadly i missed my own send forth programme... but its no bad feelings right now... I'm much more uncertain than sad. no more assured allowee or monthly allowances from the office, now its down to the main hustle.
been playing with various ideas for the past week, and the only certain thing i know i need to do other than get a job is to upgrade. as in majorly. the miserable degree i got from school can't take me far, besides, I'm not sure i wanna practice what i read professionally, ideally.



so for a while i have to really leave you guys..... I'm still not done with the pondering and soul searching, but i definitely wish i won't be gone for too long.

i can't say i learnt much during this youth service year, though i've grown obviously, but i really hoped i would be much more exposed in the establishment i worked in, rather it made me see clearly the lack of respect given to graduates of this country. i'm not angry, but bitter.

it makes me want to ask the leaders of this country why they have refused to invest much more in the educational system.

now to make things worse, universities are on strike.

it really is sad.
Now i'm about to join the long list of jobless graduates strolling the streets.

make i send una my CV?

MJ's gone and so is STep's Dad.....

"Micheal Jackson is dead!"
i couldn't believe what i was seeing on the TV monitor that night at Play. wacko jacko as the media named him had died of a cardiac arrest after being rushed to the hospital in los angles when he was found not breathing. Many have written comments about the whole misfortune ; a lot of tributes and a few bad comments but no one can ever take away what this man brought to the world in form of his songs and entertainment quality.

his charitable works were numerous; from songs such as heal the world to earth song, MJ always made sure he stayed in reckoning with what ever could continue to give him relevance. over a period spanning almost 4 decades he was always there in the spotlight.

the moonwalk, the thriller video and Bad, all that made MJ one of the easiest reference points of several generations.

it is there fore right to say that this talented figure will surely be missed and could as well be classified as a true legend when you add all the above listed with the fact that he was the unrivaled 'king of Pop.'

before you all start to think that I'm one MJ fanatic who blindly followed him through all the negatives, well i want to make it clear at this point that i am not too fund of him as a person.

i just cannot accept the various things he did to himself as well as reportedly others even if he had a weird childhood. All the child molestation accusations and skin color change as well as the nose job really put me off and i will not deny i took opportunities to throw snide remarks as well as make bad jokes about his life choices.

but the truth is Mj did far more good than he did evil, even if he rubbed some people off the wrong way, his works definatley shook all of us the right way. fusing R & B with rock and so on, creating break through videos and most significantly breaking the monopoly of Rock videos on MTV.

right here in Naija his works were an inspiration to early time artists and it also encouraged others to go in new directions for want of pushing the envelope.

like i told another facebooker after hearing the news; 'its because of MJ you can shake your head to a song like gongwo aso'.

meanwhile this post was supposed to be about someone else's death rather than MJ's . A dear friend of mine lost her Dad a few weeks ago and I've been tortured by guilt because I had promised myself that i would be there for her in her time of need, even if i had hoped that it wouldn't come soon. Step was my old flame when i lost my mum a few years back and she stood by me while i went through a whole lot of motions at the time. I saw myself drowning in anger and alcohol but no one could really help me deal with the loss. But she stood by me as long as she could. It really helped me pull through at the time. She now works in Lagos while 'm here in Abuja. i spoke to her several times and she seems to be doing well, but it just doesn't feel enough.

The guilt is killing me oh!

meanwhile, all this talk about the article by Reuben Abati is really generating a lot of comments back and forth, basically it seems that there are three camps; the quiet and not angry ones, the upset and vocal ones and the angry and down right insultive ones. i think i belong to the second camp because i feel dissapointed in the article, but as 'Speech Girl' said, every one has opinions so he was just expressing his. its just too bad that someone like him will see alot of things wrong rather than right with what our generation has to offer. Maybe i'll just buy him a Wande Coal and SHank CD then hope and pray he has a change of heart when he realizes the way he moves to their music.
sorry for taking too long in updating peeps...... i'm gonna be leaving my present place of work cause i'm through with service, so it might take a while before my next post. trust me though, i won't be gone for too long.

Enter Freeze, a wedding full of beauties

I feel dizzy and unwell. No, this time it’s not from too much partying or overdrinking or a hang over. At all, like I said in my previous post, I’m seriously cutting down on all that, besides, I’m about to end NYSC so its going be down to serious life issues any moment from now.

I’ve got a seriously annoying cough and I’m filled with enough cough mixtures I’m beginning to suspect I’m high. I had two table spoons of Actifed down my throat before 8:00 Am yesterday and soon enough I was so sleepy, I found it difficult crossing the road. I just ran into Yeti’s Office and practically slept through the most productive part of the day.

And about the previous post; I know a lot of you guys who read it were wondering what my talk was all about, don’t worry.

I’ve been focused on trying to complete Wole Soyinka’s :’The Man Died’ so I totally got immersed in it and by the time I was typing the said post I found myself a bit too connected to his writings hence the post as a result of that said Connection.

I have to confess that the early part of my weekend was rather forgettable save for the appearance of a friend I thought long lost. I met Freeze about two years ago or so, when I used to hang out mainly at Mystery’s crib. We’d all go down the local corner stall and have a smoke and stuff but all of a sudden he just disappeared completely and no one heard from him. Then all of a sudden he calls me up and tells me to meet up with him at a local beer parlor we used to go to (apparently he just got in from jand). I and the rest of the guys had stopped hanging out at the place for our own personal reasons but I had no choice but to oblige him.
I didn’t let him go that easily though, I first of all berated him for skipping town on us without leaving at least a contact e-mail address. After apologizing several times I agreed to meet up with him. Save for that part, my weekend was just below par, and then Saturday came. It was supposed to be a simple wedding, normal gathering of the couple’s loved ones and friends to celebrate their union. But no, it wasn’t that simple. I first got wind of the wedding earlier in the week, so I had all my friend’s have the date in mind. I mean if a former QC chick was getting hooked up in Abuja and she was just over 22 years of age, it meant most of her single friends and former class mates would definitely be there. Lo and behold, when Saturday came I wasn’t disappointed with what I saw.
‘As in ehn’ (Jennifa Biggs girlz English ohh people), the amount of beautiful women that were on display was almost paralyzing. Almost the entire crew was there save for SBB who had to work unfortunately. I was dumbfounded, yet excited, left right and center they walked and sashayed all around me, leaving me with much hope and aspiration. Me that had previously sworn not to go to weddings anymore was now having a good time at one.
I wasn’t looking bad myself though; my tall frame was well placed in my black suit looking all laid back with out a tie. So I’m proud to say I caught more than a few eyes staring back at me.

The music was mainly about the present day Naija artist’s expressions of love and all; from Bracket to Darey.

The wedding really was a lot of fun. Friends of the bride were dressed in black with touches of either green or blue and I have to admit that I stared at more than one with longing expectations of a ‘hi’ or ‘wassup’.

Another reason why I wanted to attend the wedding was because of ‘Neo’. The girl I had initially hoped to be the one (as her name aptly indicates).

We hadn’t seen each other for months and had barely spoken on the phone in an equal number of time. So when I walked up to her table with a smile pasted across my face, I was glad she seemed equally happy to see me. I hoped she could read from my eyes what I was trying to convey; which was I’m glad to see you’re doing fine’. We barely talked after that. She left sooner than I had hoped but then again, I’ll defiantly run into her again.

So at the end of the weekend, I started to think. If I was given the option of either going clubbing night during the weekend or attending weddings that had this much beautiful women every fortnight, the answer would be a no brainer. SO Abuja, I think you guys have to get ready for your own version of ‘wedding crashers’.