You know that one crush that never grows fainter? That’s Mr. P
You know that one crush that never grows fainter? That’s Mr. P
As if dealing with my period isn’t enough, I have to also deal with a sanitary pad which seems wide off the mark! This is pretty maddening.
Well idk, prhps if u stop txt’n dis way n strt 2 ryt in ful, hu knws, I myt as well.
No, am nt a PARTY POOPER. U’ll c dat am more PLEASURABLE whn u r able 2 knw da dfrnc btwn “am” & “I’m”, and hnstly use dem APPROPRIATELY instd of focus’n on txt’n wid’out VOWELS.
Is it dat u cnt spell da words? BE HONEST.
Oh! I gt it!
We know of the Internet abbreviations; LOL when you’re not even smiling, SMH which is mostly genuine, LMAO when you’re only smiling yet it sounds legitimately hilarious, BRB when you just don’t feel like talking, but omitting the vowels, especially a single vowel that completes a letter, is unpardonable.
One of my friends clearly knows how peeved I get when she texts in such liked manner, so she doesn’t complain when my replies are withheld or totally ignored. But thanks to Twitter, we cannot say it all in 140 characters.
It’s fine if you cannot spell a letter right, you might have forgotten; simple rule -find your way around it… remake that sentence, I do that all the time.
Do you know that this might actually go a long way into affecting your work relationship or academics. I remember when I entered the social media world in 2009, I was excited about the abbreviations and ‘shorthand’ texting and I’ll text everyone with it. But then in class, I’d realize I was using this same technique for assignments written on paper. It was appalling. I stopped immediately.
Whereas some will never stop, this message is obviously for those who aren’t stiff-necked but would listen and learn with ease. It might not make sense to you now because you’re not directly affected by it yet, but do you?
I am not a saint when it comes to this subject. I text “K” when I’m unhappy instead of “OK” (which I happen to type a lot when I’m listening) to specific people who easily get irritated by such texts, but I am loyal to the vowels. Can you just try?
If your excuse is “English is not our first language”, type in your local dialect.
I am in so much pain this very minute… so much that I could give that dentist a blow in the face that could fracture my knuckles.
The tooth extraction was today, and it was successfully done. But the pain is agonizing. Give me, in exchange for this, the pain I felt days ago when my wisdom tooth was utterly unruly. Please!
I would not wish this for my worst enemy.
I’ve experienced diverse pains, but this is indescribable. I can even feel the pain in my knees.
“Relax your jaws… relax your jaws. Why, are you afraid?”
Really?? You’re picking up one tool after the other to forcibly extract the tooth, and you ask me to relax?!
“This is why it’s called an extraction. Relax. If I hadn’t used the anesthesia, then you would’ve been crying here”
Wow! And he laughs at me.
“Don’t worry, we’ll finish in no time”
It gets alarming when the nurse changes her position to hold my head firmly. There were moments when I’d envision some spy movies and how the agents were tortured under duress. Goodness!!
“Don’t close your eyes… don’t close your eyes”
After he was done, he says, “you’ve done so well. It is a very tough procedure”
Enough already. The pain lives until it dies. Wish me well 😥
Israel Allende says “write what cannot be forgotten”. Let me try;
This picky sentence has been re-written innumerable times in different way. It started with the story of a sheep, distorted to the couple I saw last night touching each other behind my house, then I began to narrate the story of the lady who got attacked by armed robbers in my neighborhood –no I didn’t witness it, mother put in the picture.
I’ll try not to delete this sentence… phew! I didn’t.
Heard of the Ghanaian couple who recently gave birth at Bradford Royal Infirmary to their third set of twins? I know!!!!!!!!!! Third set, on 3rd February, 2016, to a couple both 30yrs old. 3 must be their favorite number, and I can bet on that. This is like foreseeing my mother conceive again. I feel proud anytime I tell someone I am the first twin of the first set of twins… ooouu!
Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and Jollof too. This wasn’t a part of the plan, but can I ask him if he’ll be busy on Valentine’s Day? Should I be expectant, or I should just… pfft. Never mind.
Malta Guinness has introduced its new packaging in plastic bottles, but BETA MALT anyday. I could have put up a complete blog post on this but my imagination is short-lived; I can’t seem to focus for long else accommodation to trial on Waakye until self destruct in the new stereotypical consul jammed up to… I’m done here! Enough gibberish.
It’s a month of love and I’m probably more excited than you are.
🙁 Mother oh Mother! My mother is the most amusing mother in the world!
In my childhood years, I’d enter the bathroom without restraint, when Mother was bathing, even Curtis (twin brother). I’m grown now… who does that still?? Does she even care? This morning, mother did it with ease.
“What?? Are you not my daughter? Today you’re shy?!”
I couldn’t fight it. She stole conscious stares at me while I bathed, making sure I saw her stare, with pleasant smiles. I must say it was a bit uncomfortable.
“Let me scrub your back for you”
“Maa! I can do it. I’ve been doing it for years”
“Well, I started scrubbing and even taught you how to. Are you denying me this…”
“Maa, please don’t”
It was funnier than it was irritating. I mean, Mother would utter maddening words in a funny way which will keep your smiling and laughing although you’re sort of mad.
She wore a pleasant look with warming eyes that made me calm. I’m hoping my daughter(s) see that in my eyes someday. But to bath with them in their mid-twenties, well… uhm the apple does not fall far from the tree, does it?
If I could curse this wisdom tooth, I would, but what’s the use? The pain is excruciating and unbearable. No, this isn’t the first time she’s alerted me of her existence –it’s actually the third, yet the most agonizing.
Have you ever felt wiser feeling your wisdom tooth shooting up? Then take it off, please! Doc, please.
It was only but Friday I had a shoot during the day, then had dinner with a friend and laughed my heart out fluently. The pains begun to settle in on Saturday, but I had 2 papers to write. Since my night sleep was disturbed by the awful pains in my lower left jaw leaving me with a headache, I found myself drowsy in the exam hall even as I was writing. Interesting much? I’d never experienced that.
On Sunday, I realized during my series of awakening at night how heavy my face felt, and the dryness in my eyes. My face was swollen. But it got better in the morning… Thank God!
“You should get it removed”
“See a Dentist ASAP”
“One of my friends got hers removed last year. Her cheek bone swelled up so bad that she had to cover it whenever she stepped out… but it’s worth it. Get it removed”
“Please do go to the dentist before the worst pain in life, far above childbirth is a tooth ache. You can’t even think let alone string a sentence together”
“Should I come and visit you? I’ll bring you food you don’t have to chew”
The Dentist is my only fear on earth. I’ve been afraid of him since he took out my lower central incisors to eliminate two rows of teeth – ‘Supernumerary Teeth’ they call it. Such a complicated name!! I was about 6ys by then and never seen the dentist since. The mention of a dentist relives the pains in my teeth.
I finally gathered courage to enter the Dental Clinic. After the X-Ray, the doctor takes a look at my teeth and;
“Why? You cannot open your mouth? It’s painful, isn’t it?”
😯 Yes please! 😯
“Here is what we’ll do. I’ll give you some medicine to loosen up those jaws. You on the other hand will have to do regular jaw exercises, open-and-close-open-and-close. The nurse will give you further instructions, but we meet again in 5 days for the extraction”.
Meet again?! But I’ll do anything to eat solid foods, swallow without pain, and speak audibly again.
Hey Joseph, you asked if I’d be less tensed if the doctor was young and hot. Well, you guessed wrong. He’s old and teases… a lot!
Guys, I’m certain the pain will lessen this week, but in 5 days… Oush! Wish me the best, please 😥
Ever seen a sheep crossing the road or streets alone, without its shepherd? He stands in the middle of the road timid, and crying for help.
Nii is too cool to entertain such behaviour from me; I will be better, please tell him that.
God is everything.
Music is soothing
Writing speaks for me
Art is at my core
Natural Hair is NOT a trend!
And FOOD is usually ecstatic.
I go by the name Miz Akwele – it’s my name, and there’s also Patricia, Ama, Anowa, and the long lasting temporary name Quarcoo which I’ve been cautioned to trade for another sleek surname, in time.