Monday, April 21, 2014 3 comments

Adore You -MC

“Hey, are you listening”

Close your eyes and soak in my words, let them wash over you like a cool summer rain, each drop sliding sown your skin and soaking into your clothes. You say you love me, and you need me, you do your best to show it to me every day, with every breath you take but you know something amazing? I love you more, I need you much more, I adore you.

I love being with you, I love having you around, I never want you out of my sight, I never want to see you hurt, I want to hold you in my arms and wipe every tear away. I want to show you off, I have been waiting for so long.

“Can you hear me?”

I adore you. When you laugh out loud at things that are not funny, when you cry over little things, when you make mistakes and try to hide them from me, when you fall asleep reading, your mouth slightly opened and your arms hanging over the ground beneath the couch, not a care in the world.

“Are you listening?”

You cry out for me in the times when I’m even closer than ever, you may not see or know that I am there, but I AM. I long to carry you in my arms, to walk with you, to do marvelous things for you, to keep you safe in my arms. I knew exactly what I was doing when I came to you that cold night, you were made for me.

I adore you.

"When you say you love me, know I love you more. And when you say you need me, know I need you more. I adore you."

"i know you are listening"

I love you, I adore you. I cannot express it like you do, i cannot begin do the things you do to me and for me. When I cry out for you, when i'm scared, oh so scared, you come to me, its like I stand with an army.

"I know you can hear me"

I long to be with you forever, to be in your arms till the end of time and beyond. When you say you love, I feel it in the depths of my soul, its a light to all the dark corners in me.

I adore you, I adore you.

Wednesday, April 9, 2014 3 comments

Share a coke

So coca-cola Ghana came up with this great new campaign: “Share a coke”. We were seeing amazing adverts on tv and billboards with names we could actually relate to; Kofi and Afua (those born on Friday) Ama and Kwame (for those born on Saturday) and the rest of the days with their male and female equivalents. It was quite fun to discover new billboards with your day, a friend’s or a relative with very accurate characteristics and be like

“That is so true”

Then the news started drifting in, trickling onto my twitter timeline, my whatsapp messages, even in normal conversations. I don’t know how true this is but the news was that those in the Northern part of the country were unhappy with this new campaign from coca-cola simply because the names were Akan names. I was told there was a boycott of coke products or something like that. All I could say was “Like seriously, even the Gas aren’t complaining, hoh”

Before you storm my blog with pitchforks and torches dear keyboard warriors, hear me out. We live in Ghana, there are so many ethnic groups we cannot begin to list them all, you do not expect a company hoping to make profit to use ones a lot of people don’t know about or can relate to. I mean the first time I saw the billboards was in Accra and that is Ga land the last time I checked. I was actually waiting for the Gas to say something but it never came, or maybe I didn’t hear them. I understand that everyone wants to be recognized but all this because of a coke? In the end are we not all Ghanians?

What am I trying to say? We Ghanaians need to learn to chill out. There are much more important things to fight about than whether your name was put on a bottle or not. Better infrastructure for schools is something off the top of my head, we need to get our priorities right. P.S: Saw a Nii and Naa (for my Ga brethren) billboard so I guess slowly but surely, everyone will be included, so again I say

“Chill out, it’s just a coke”

Or better yet, join me as we share a Brukina

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How I prepare for lectures

This is how yours truly prepares for those abominable early lectures. Say the lecture is at 7:30 am, this is what happens:

5:00 am : I wake up because the alarm is just too irritating, stare outside for half a minute and since the sun isn’t up its obviously too early in the day to do anything so I close my eyes for a few seconds more and contemplate on the pros and cons of getting out of bed at this hour and how it will affect my day.

5:30 am: I roll over and continue my sleep, though there’s an annoying voice in my head telling me something about lectures and being late again.

6:00 am: I open my eyes realizing the sun is out and that my contemplations ended in a part 2 of my sleep (at this point I’m like “it’s God’s will, He saw this coming and He didn’t stop me, therefore my extra sleep was a divine appointment”) I usually turn on my laptop and make a lot of noise with my early morning worship then progress to kpop because it makes me feel amazing and I refuse to be awake alone so the floor has to wake up.

6:20 am: done with my quiet time, then I do the necessary bathing, and staring at myself in the mirror wondering where that mountain on my face came from and whether to pop it or not (don’t say eww, we all do it)

6:45 am: at this point I’m freaking out because I haven’t made up my mind on what to wear and my War Paint (that’s what the women in my family call make up) isn’t on, plus I’m debating whether to change my playlist or stick with Girls Day and Girls Generation for another day.

7:15: at last, got my make up on after nearly poking my eyes out with my liner, and finally settled on gloss because lipstick is only for days I’m super prepared for class so I can answer any question the lecturer tosses at me (I wonder why they think girls with lipstick are airheads who don’t pay attention and need to be called upon every moment), finally decide on jeans and one of my graphic T-shirts.

7:25: i stroll out of my room praying the lecturer will be late, or it will rain or big foot will be found in the lecture hall so lectures will be cancelled, or even rapture , making promises to God on the way that next time I will be a true P31 woman ( proverbs 31) and be up before the sun if I’m not too late for the lecture (we both know it will happen again but God is cool that way)

 
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