where have i been?

Have you ever found yourself on another planet, a cold isolated rock where nothing exists, not even *gasp* the internet? Neither have I. I’ve been right here wondering which of my many writings to put up and posting snippets on my twitter. I am such a perfectionist when it comes to my writing, I want to give out my best, but then we can’t always be perfect so I end up not posting anything. My dear readers, I apologize. Good, bad, I’m putting it up…we can’t always be perfect.

Speaking of perfection, wouldn’t it be awesome if our lives were perfect? If everything fell in place at just the right moment? Funny how we all want that when deep down we know it can never happen. No one is or can be perfect. Perfection is relative. What’s perfect for me may be imperfect for you. Your beauty may be my ashes. We both look at the horizon, I see the setting sun, you see the clouds and someone else sees the vibrant hues, it’s the same thing we are all looking at but we see different things.

Take a moment to enjoy life, make memories, and overwhelm your senses. Do something daring. Step out of your comfort zone into uncharted waters, explore, discover, live.

We were made to thrive not survive. Put your phone away, step out of the house, love those around you, don’t just send emojis, be the emoji. Smile, laugh, cry, hope, love, above all live.

Whoa. Did I get carried away or what.

Anywho, I have exciting news. As you all know, I like pretty things, and I’m a girl (no seriously I am, martians have gender) so I’ll be launching a new lifestyle blog/website. It’s actually a collaboration with my twin *serious face* yes, I have a twin.

It’ll have tutorials (on everything under the sun, if we know it, we’ll teach you, if we don’t we’ll go learn then teach you) product reviews (want to try out something new? We’ll be your guinea pigs), food (because deep down we all love food) the list is endless, we are going to have fun with it, you can call our new baby a beauty blog if that makes you feel better. There will be something for the guys and the girls, the old and the young, the hungry and the thirsty. Our doors are wide open to everyone, human or martian

#oyoeandyarley

the best things in life

We all get to experience the best things in life but we are so busy chasing the finer things we forget to take some time to enjoy and appreciate the best. Don’t know what I mean? Read on.

1) Naps: these are one of the best things you could ever experience. Those naps that are so good you wake up confused with a silly look on your face, you have to blink more than once so your eyes focus, there are streaks on your arms or parts of your face, and if it was really really good, there’s drool, dried saliva tracks (y’all be looking all cute and stuff but you know, deep down in your hearts that this has happened to each and everyone of us before, don’t be ashamed). They cost nothing and they feel so good.

2) Watergasm: The feeling you get after you’ve been thirsty for so long and you finally get some water to drink. Honestly that water turns into some kind of ambrosia once you take that first sip. It feels so good. Just imagine, you’ve had a P.E class or some other kind of sweat inducing activity and your body is begging for water, coke, redbull, vodka, nothing works. Its pure unmixed water your body craves, then finally you get a sachet, or a bottle, or you reach the tap (however you get your water is up to you) and you drink. Dermit!! It feels so amazing. And guess what, that feeling costs nothing.

3) Tiny breezes: have you ever been so hot, that your sweat became some kind of glue that made you closer to your clothes than a blogger and social networks? Yeah, that kind of sweaty and you are in a room, or somewhere the winds is refusing to blow, then finally, out of nowhere a tiny breeze finds its way to you, it tickles the back of your neck or somewhere you never knew you had, yet it’s a tease, it doesn’t fully satisfy but it keeps you in place, it gives you hope that another may come along and even if it takes centuries, you wait. You may try fanning yourself with something else (an exercise book, a hand fan, your clothes, bae’s breath, anything that can produce moving air) but it cannot compare to that sweet sweet, tease of a breeze.

4) Hearing a song on the radio: you may have it on your devices or whatever and you can listen to it any time you want but nothing beats hearing a song on the radio. It stops you in your tracks, you just have to listen, raise your hands and do the dance from the music video, then remember where you are, look around to see if anyone saw you and just walk away like nothing happened.

5) The feeling you get when you see your crush: oh yeah, It’s not a nice feeling yet it’s nice. The anxiety, the hope, the what if. You may not like it then but trust me, once you stop feeling that you miss it.

And here we have the best things, I may have missed some, you cant blame me, I’m just imagining all these feelings and it’s a sensory overload. If you do remember some, drop them in the comment section and let me know.

Types of People in the Study/Library

Finally, exams are over! well for some of us anyway and the long vac is upon us, all hail summer! Ok so anyway, during my papers i spent more time in the study than usual and i couldn't help but share with you guys the people i "observed" (this means i spent 90% of my time wondering what exactly their problem was)this is just a short list...if i put everyone here we'll need to rename it

" An Essay on the study habits of University Students"

but it isnt so lets jump right into it

1) Late night groupies: these are one of the most annoying groups ever, they congregate around one table and just discuss. Don’t get me wrong, there’s nothing wrong with discussions but if at 2 am, you get out of your warm beds just to come and debate whether Merges and Moves are Transformations, then there is something very wrong with you. When you got to the study after 12 am, it means you are going to suffer behind your notes / past questions till an acceptable hour (usually 4 hours later) then during the day (if you remember) you find that friend who pays attention in class for explanations. Finish! What is the meaning of coming to disturb our sufferings with your drama?!

2) Sonorous Slumbering Humanoids: oh these people are my favorite; they make my nights/mornings. They leave the sanctity of their beds and come to the study with lots of books, pile them on the table, open one and sleep. They sleep with so much audacity its amazing, they are no respecter of tables and chairs, no matter how hard it is, they will sleep on it and be so comfortable that they will snore. Loud death knoll-like sounds. These people are usually guys (most girls are too known for things like this) I love it when someone tries to wake them up and then they snoring does this weird on and off ,high low thing, lawd I just die when that happens

3) Chatterboxes:i really have no idea what to call them. They talk, a lot. A lot, a whole lot. It’s like they are studying how to be louder than the normal human was meant to be. They have a wide-range of topics from what one of their roommates and her boyfriend were doing the other time to why the economy is so unstable (they will compare countries) but never will anything even remotely related to their academic pursuits enter their conversations, they are like the anti-education version of groupies. it hurts me to say this but yes, 80% of the time they are girls

4) Honor students: if you cannot relate to this then it means that’s you. They are the people who actually study, they learn. They open a book at 12 am and don’t even yawn or play with their pencils till 5 am. They don’t even move their head to check who else is studying and if it would look awkward to leave less than an hour after getting there (guilty as assumed) , they are so efficient their books are sluts for them, they open and stay open all night long, sometimes even during the day. They are the people who need to go out more and get some vitamin D

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.

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

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)

Issue with Posting Comments

Lots of people have sent me messages that they can't post any comments, been working on it but nothing i try seems to work and i'm thinking of migrating to wordpress, manage another blog on there and its much easier ( for me anyway).

Been MIA for a while but its because i'm working on a project that seems to be taking longer than i expected.

Will leave you all here, hope i can update more frequently.