| Some 2K10 Goals by God's special grace n power |
- Paint entire house
- Set up entire downstairs including garage
- Reduce credit card debt by at least $2k
- Pay off any miscellaneous debt
- Most definitely get into a committed relationship
Most definitely send money to mom for a new car- Take time to develop relationships
- At least, 2 patents
- Aggresively work on developing iPhone App dev skills
- Create a webpage for DJing
- Expand my career breadth
- Visit London
- Join Toastmasters
- Create a will and a Power of Attorney 4 Healthcare
- Take complete control of soda drinking
- Work on taking a CPR class
SO, HELP ME GOD!
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| Some 2K7 Goals by God's special grace n power |
Finally buy some Nyja stocksGet a loaded Thinkpad or Sony VaioJoin MentorPlace n consistently mentorPut at least $2K in stocks apart from investment club contr. & 401kTake complete control of coffee
SO, HELP ME GOD!
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| Some 2K6 Goals by God's grace |
Have a white paper publishedWork on increasing payGet to the next band at workHelp renovate mom's placeGive mom n bro at least $*K each for weddingFinally visit Nyja!!!
Take a real estate class
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| My Videos |
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Go Getta. R. Kelly
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| Music I'm Feeling... |
- 2Face
- Ebenezer Obey
- KWAM 1
- Cassandra Wilson
- Pharell
- Ne-Yo
- T.O.K
- Don Moen
- D4L
- Teddy Pendergrass
- ColdPlay
- DMB
- Notorious B.I.G
- Delirious
- Dem Franchise Boyz
- Frank Sinatra
- Evanescence
- All-American Rejects
- Billie Holiday
- Seal
- Obesere
- KEM
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| Books I'm reading... |
Zero DebtThe Millionaire Next DoorThe Street Lawyer- African Women: Three Generations
- Communication, Sex & Money
- The J2EE Tutorial
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| Cities I Have Visited |
- ATL, GA
- Austin,TX
- Detroit, MI
- Houston, TX
- Charlotte, NC
- Corning, NY
- NYC, NY
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Friday, April 14, 2006
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How time flies...
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Wow. I can't believe it! First of all, it was Chrisland Primary (Elementary) at Opebi which I don't have much memory of. After that, it was Sunnyfield Primary School where mom would drop us on her way to work everyday. He was the rough kid and I was the mild and quiet one who he still somehow listened to. At least till his teenage years. He was always looking all roughened up by the time school was over and I still always had my shirt tucked in. After school, we always had to wait for hours for mom to pick us up, so while we waited we would go to the back of the school to play soccer (regardless of the fact that mom told us not to do so) and after a while, I would leave and try to get him out of the field. It took a while sometimes to get him out of the field but I usually did from the tiny memories I still have from then. We would then go to the gate to wait for mom with our sister in order to avoid being caught by mom playing soccer. Actually, come to think of it, other kids usually got picked up one at a time till we were the last ones left. And the 3 of us always ended up by the maa'llam (security guard) by the school gate still playing while we waited. He always did more of the interaction with the maa'llam. I could go on and on, but...
Oh, yes! I remember us sneaking out to go play soccer together when mom was not home and we would clean up before she came back. All the late nights talk about girls while I was on the top bed and he was below and I would sometimes wet the bed (bedwetting, we called it) and he would of course know...duuuhh...he was below and not say jack to mom or anyone. He knew I wanted the top bed and still didn't complain about it to mom regardless of the fact that I "rained" on him periodically (that's gross, I know, but hey..it's the truth). We were right hand men! I remember him getting mad at my mom for having to wear some of the things I had worn (pass-me-down) or having to wear the same native attire with me for Easter and Christmas to go see my late grandfather (RIP, Baba!). I remember him getting accepted by Federal Government College, Ikot-Ekpenne (high school), hundreds of miles from home and mom said no but he insisted that that was where he wanted to go to. Mom and Dad ended up allowing him and he loved it! I remember us escorting him to board the luxurious bus (Ekenne DiliChukwu buses et al) to embark on the over 12 hrs or so drive, if I remember. Once we got to the station then, he always just put his things in the bus and said bye immediately without even looking back like I did when I got to my own 2-hr drive high school the next day. He would just say, you guys can go. I will be fine. He came home with stories of conquest and adventure. Talking about how the Ikot Ekpenne chicks were dead gorgeous (which I agreed with cos those Calabar -like we termed everyone from Cross Rivers and Akwa Ibom state- girls, were too fiiiiineeee) and how they "scaled" fence to go to town and have fun. He had all kinds of stories. His second year, he was transferred back to my high school and he hated that. He wanted the hard life in Ikot Ekpenne. He was always the rough and more adventurous one and he still is. ok...the memories go on and on.
Oh...yes! I remember how we hung out during the holidays and he ended up becoming a friend of all my friends. We would go play soccer, play "tennis" with marks we made ourselves on the floor (L, LA, LAG, LAGO, LAGOS and many more), eat pepper soup at Mommy Bendel's place (like we called her), create complete torchlights with home-made materials, bring apart our boom box and tv and put them back together, create home-made antennas with different tools in order to tap into neighbors' cables in order to see BOP tv (hope i got that right), MTV, Sky Channel, etc, cos there was no way mom was going to spend her money on that. We were right hand men! The memories go on and on.
Since I came here to US, I haven't been the best of a brother to him, but in recent years, I have been much much better. He has made a name for himself doing great as an accountant with ICAN (more like CPA here in US) in Nigeria and working on building his own house among many other projects and I am dead proud of him. My younger brother is getting married. This weekend is his introduction (a Nigerian tradition in which the bride and groom's families are officially introduced to one another) and I can't overemphasize how I am so proud of him. I thank God for this day and many more to come in his life. I can't believe it. That's my dawg. Congratulations, lil' brother!!!! Sorry I can't be there this weekend but I will rather be dead than miss your wedding in January. God keep us all till then and decades of years more after that. I am really excited about this and really can't wait! May God bless him and his lovely wife-to-be and make their marriage an epitome of a great, happy and godly marriage!
I can't believe it! How time flies...
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Hmmm
You know you're getting older when your younger brother marries?? Does this mean that you are now under pressure to match up?
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Just realised that I have no idea whether your married or not and I might just have made a big assumption
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let it out.. it's soo beautiful when men declare love to each other.. It's rarely done for some silly reason... but damn it feels good to read emotion from a man. (smile)
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to dilch:
yeah, I'm still single. You're right. It's weird, but I am actually not under the slightest tinge of pressure to get married at all. I know everyone of us, as people, have a different time table. We just need to be able to honestly answer the questions: Where am I? Where am I going? What have I learnt from where I am coming from? What do I need to do to get to where I am going to? I think once one can honestly and articulately answer those questions, one is fine. ok...too much preaching... :) Have a Happy Easter.
to soul:
yeah...we guys feel it makes us look like cissys, I guess, so we don't show too much emotions. I know i'm guilty of that but every now and then, you got to let it out like you said. Many of us, I think, need to learn to be ourselves without caring too much about what people think. se o wa pa sha? still waiting for the completion of your story. :) Have a Happy Easter.
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It's really sad that you had to pee in your brothers mouth like that.
Anyway, congrats and when are you getting married. At least when are you going to have a steady girlfriend that you can admit to in public ?
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Hey, Congrats o Chairman. it's about time 4 u be real my friend, get in2 something real 4 real. Just a thot but like u said we all have diff time frame so i wish ur bor the best cos it's a beautiful thing. i'm on my way lol. Good luck 2 u 2 bro.
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I love your vivid account of those memories. Great story. Congratulations to your brother and you and your family!
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that brings back memories for me as well! Congratulations to you and your bro. :)
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to annonymous:
yes o, it's sad, but shit happens. : ) Marriage will happen for me when I am ready for it. And as per your question, it will happen for sure when I'm ready. I don't believe in being committed and messing around like many (actually I would rather than say most but for argument sake) people do. And like a friend of mine says, if I am not confessing you as my girlfriend in public, then you are not my girlfriend...at least not yet. I'm sure you know that goes both ways too. ;) Have a wonderful Easter weekend!
to dayo:
thanks o, ekun! what can i say o! I can't wait to see that your girlfriend/wife. Really look forward to that! lol! Omo, enjoy your Easter! We go dey talk!
to sandra:
thanks, Sandra! I know you don't believe in Easter or Passover, but have a great one! :) And don't give up on your forgiveness conversations. They are very much needed. All it takes is impacting just that one person. Just that one! ;)
to onada:
thanks, onada! Glad it evoked memories for you too. : ) Have a wonderful Easter!
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Aww...after thinking i couldnt finish it, all it could is relish the old memories...and congrats to your brotha. Uncle its high time u follow suit as well, enough of dem sentiments o...lol...thats the naija spirit. Just do your thing when it deems fit! Goodluck with life!
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Hmmm
You know you're getting older when your younger brother marries?? Does this mean that you are now under pressure to match up?
PS
Just realised that I have no idea whether your married or not and I might just have made a big assumption