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its all that and a bag of chips...

i've been accused severally of writing content that has nothing to do with the topic...i apologize, but thats my way of being creative (i know, crap right?). so before i say anything, i need to render my sincere apologies to anyone out there who's been checking my blog to see if i've got any new thoughts on the state of nigeria, written down. unfortunately, i haven't been here for over a month.

i lost my phone under very mysterious circumstances and i used to access my gmail account on there by default. so it meant that as soon as you clicked the gmail icon, it would immediately open my email box (not good enough)...so i frantically changed my password from the one that i had used for over 3 years, and in the panic, totally forgot what i'd changed it to. so basically, i locked myself out of everything that required my google account (including this blog page). so thats it basically.

i watched television some time ago (hurray) and stumbled on the hip hop world awards 2009. i'm very critical of everything nigerian because people expect you to say nice stuff just because its nigerian even if the quality is downright crap and so you can imagine the concentration i applied to it through out. i was completely impressed...we could have aired that show on "e!" and you would think it was holding in Los Angeles. everyone was well seated, there was absolute quiet and the performances were breath-taking. there's this niki laoye chick that made me hold me seat while she did some couragous dance moves in 8 inch heels and skin tight leather pants (we're getting there) and then sang beautifully. banky w is, to my mind, getting over exposed and it just seems his beard is everywhere...he needs to chill.

as you expect, not everything got the pass mark. i mean, for the love of peace, can festus keyamo get his head out of the clouds and realize that people are really not that fascinated with him? firstly, he was out of sync at an awards show and then instead of calling the nominations and getting off the stage like the celebrity presenters, he and the fela-durotoye guy just kept going on and on and on...thank goodness for remote control.

and then my very own (obvious bias intended) omawunmi won some fancy award, like i care, and came on stage with the most daring piece of attire i have ever seen...looking like the hottest thing after toast bread. she had to hold the bottom half down while she climbed the steps to go get the award (why she wore something scandalous and then refused the guys a peep, beats me) and then market-woman style, pulled out a piece of paper from her bra! i mean, really...on national TV?!!! but being my babe anyday, i forgive her. she then went on to say "i don talk say i go disgrace myself for here...". you got that right.

nigeria wise, nothing has changed so i'm not going to go down that road. NEPA plans to go on strike (what difference does that make?), Schools are still on strike, and hospitals are still on strike. So basically, we're all doing just fine.

Till tomorrow peeps.

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