<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578968086693517653</id><updated>2011-07-07T13:37:39.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rantings of a naija babe</title><subtitle type='html'>a jaded naija babe in yankee with the daily rantings of her almost all the time dry life!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8578968086693517653/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>omo naija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14045155985429460677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578968086693517653.post-6779804897279334223</id><published>2007-08-23T11:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T05:50:23.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Germaphobe, Tv ! and 50 cent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d7EzLXsg_Sg/Rs3WblzMz0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/5qhD0iDYx3E/s1600-h/50_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101969722372312898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d7EzLXsg_Sg/Rs3WblzMz0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/5qhD0iDYx3E/s320/50_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;arrgh everyone who knows me, knows i am a germaphobe!!! I am scared of germs ! i turn everybody i know into germaphobes. I try not to touch the train poles, elevators, door knobs. Using public bathrooms is scary as heck men! I touch the door with my elbow and flush with my leg. I cant even consider sitting down on the toilet seat DISGUSTING!!! Do you know the amount of germs , microbes that live in this world ewww! the only thing i cant escape is shaking hands especially in church.&lt;br /&gt;Especially in Naija churces AARGH!!!!'&lt;br /&gt;why does the pastor insist on telling us to shake , hug, or do whatever to the person sitting next to us.&lt;br /&gt;One day this guy i was sitting next to was just coughing! coughing! and coughing into his hands. wiping his nose with his hands ! kept fiddling with his nose! I felt bad for him but DISGUSTING!!!!! oh mi gosh! my friend and I were already preparing ourselves for when the pastor would do the customary shake someones hands and edging away from the guy. IMMEDIATELY the pastor said it, we kept shaking each other for like minutes. we didn't turn to the guy, Then the guy kind of tapped my friend to shake her and can you imagine the girl jaboed me IMMedaitely! she just high tailed out of church literally! I had no choice I ran out with her also. We dissolved into laughter at the door but came back later after getting the "look at these Jezebels " looks from the ushers who I am sure are worse than us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on!&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone notice how BET is now just like MTV? i am not surprised both companies are owned by the same person. Black people need to get some quality shows that portray black people in a good light. And i don't mean shows like Baldwin Hills. ps the ghetto chick is a hoochie! but a fun hoochie! shes the most interesting character on the dry show. I mean the same company owns MTV Vh1 and BET. BET is now a clone of MTV. Its weird that Black TV is owned by a predominately white company!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on again&lt;br /&gt;Shower hour on Bigbrother Like WTF!!!??? I know we are hypocritical in Africa esp Naija but this is disturbing! they would never do such on Us tv. Anyway i get that big brother is on cable in Africa but......this is taking it too far. And who would want to see unedited naked people. People look disgusting naked! its true! without good lighting and camera we should keep that shit to ourselves. How does showing them in the shower add to the story? just my opinion. Its just sad how naija copies every negative thing from the west. there have all the naija versions of yankee tv shows . The government cant be bothered to copy more positive examples from yanks. And the naija version of Who wants to marry a millionaire does not qualify as a postive example!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on again and again &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't 50 cent look like a little bitch in this picture. He has a new uninspired album out and you know that's time for a publicity stunt again right!!! he has this "who will sell more albums" thing with kanye west. I was so going to support kanye but when i heard he made gazillions of dollars last year ,I decided to just just download his music illegally! the man is making enuff chedder i dont know why i should help him get richer ! But for real. 50 cent has the same bit, same lyrics, same thing!!&lt;br /&gt;How stupid and generic is his new song with Justin timberlake! Ayo technology!!!??? for real!!!!&lt;br /&gt;okay that's all&lt;br /&gt;FB is dry again&lt;br /&gt;No joke&lt;br /&gt;toodles !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8578968086693517653-6779804897279334223?l=rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/feeds/6779804897279334223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8578968086693517653&amp;postID=6779804897279334223&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8578968086693517653/posts/default/6779804897279334223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8578968086693517653/posts/default/6779804897279334223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/2007/08/germaphobe-tv-and-50-cent.html' title='Germaphobe, Tv ! and 50 cent'/><author><name>omo naija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14045155985429460677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d7EzLXsg_Sg/Rs3WblzMz0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/5qhD0iDYx3E/s72-c/50_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578968086693517653.post-254009019320749684</id><published>2007-08-19T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T15:06:26.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sex sex sex</title><content type='html'>1. In the company of females, intercourse should be referred to as:a) lovemakingb) screwingc) the pigskin bus pulling into tuna town2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should make love to a woman for the first time only after you've both shared:a) your views about what you expect from a sexual relationshipb) your blood-test resultsc) five tequila slammers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You time your orgasm so that:a) your partner climaxes firstb) you both climax simultaneouslyc) you don't miss Man U vs Arsenal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Passionate, spontaneous sex on the kitchen floor is:a) healthy, creative love-playb) not the sort of thing your wife/girlfriend could ever agree toc) not the sort of thing your wife/girlfriend need ever find out about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Spending the whole night cuddling a woman you've just had sex with is:a) the best part of the experienceb) the second best part of the experiencec) N5000 extra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Your girlfriend says she's gained five pounds in the last month. You tell her that it is:a) impossible - she looks too gorgeous!b) not a problem, she can join your gymc) a conservative estimate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You think today's sensitive, caring man is:a) a mythb) an oxymoronc) a moron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Foreplay is to sex as:a) appetizer is to entreeb) primer is to paintc) a line is to an amusement park ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Which of the following are you most likely to find yourself saying at the end of a relationship?a) "I hope we can still be friends."b) "I'm not in right now, please leave a message at the beep."c) "Welcome to Dumpsville, population, YOU."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. A woman who is uncomfortable watching you masturbate:a) probably needs more time before she can cope with that sort of intimacyb) is uptight and a waste of timec) shouldn't have sat next to you on the bus in the first place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Score 1 point for every answer "a" Score 2 points for every answer "b" Score 3 points for every answer "c" Your Score10 points: You are a saint, a liar, or a eunuch. 11-20 points: You are an average joe. Good luck in the battle of the sexes. 21-30 points: You are a real man's man. Your fear of intimacy with women and your love of men's sports screams latent homosexuality. You need a nice she-male dominatrix to teach you respect. 31-40 You can't add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I finally found something midly interesting on FB so decided to put it up!&lt;br /&gt;So what is the topic in question today! sex , sex and more sex!&lt;br /&gt;infact I am back to blogging full time&lt;br /&gt;yeah!!!! &lt;br /&gt;wel before i go on a three month break again oh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the topic today is Blow jobs. since i am new in the game i try to get more information on the whole sordid deal. I have friends who are at both extremes ,some wont do it , others are experts who give us newbies some tips.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I am not officially a bad girl * COUGH* COUGH***&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am just going a little crazy because i was never a bad girl in college. PLS ALLOW NOW!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway YOB so loved it. i mean he looked at me like i was the best thing since sliced bread. I aint going to lie I did feel a sense of power doing it sha. But its kind of demeaning to women . But to each his own.&lt;br /&gt;SO what do you guys think about it? Vixen or Baltimore?&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah the taylor woman is wazky but she speaks the truth!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till we meet again oh!&lt;br /&gt;ps i am thinking of changing the blog to invite only. CNG might actually read this shit !&lt;br /&gt;HORRORS!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8578968086693517653-254009019320749684?l=rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/feeds/254009019320749684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8578968086693517653&amp;postID=254009019320749684&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8578968086693517653/posts/default/254009019320749684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8578968086693517653/posts/default/254009019320749684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/2007/08/sex-sex-sex.html' title='sex sex sex'/><author><name>omo naija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14045155985429460677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578968086693517653.post-2074625539141354318</id><published>2007-08-14T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T08:31:00.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the prodigal sister returns -boys boys boys, summer  sorry vixen!</title><content type='html'>DANG!!&lt;br /&gt;i havent updated since may . wow is any one still there except naija vixen sha&lt;br /&gt;CRICKETS&lt;br /&gt;yep its only the VIXEN here&lt;br /&gt;girl i would have deleted this blog if not for you but you know you are my sister now&lt;br /&gt;so i haven't blogged since may and this is august&lt;br /&gt;what has happened in my all the time DRY life!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, i graduated oh. Thank Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;I will not be a SUPER SENIOR .Some people have been in school for 6 years. Abeg it don do. leave school. Especially these agbaya useless Naija boys who refuse to leave school.Please GO!!! they will continue chasing skirts around. I was the victim of agbayantis . This bobo didn't take no for an answer&lt;br /&gt;I was also a victim of "Ilikeolderwomen itis" . This yeye 18 year old convinced himself that he was in love with him.&lt;br /&gt;See me see trouble oh ! You would think YOB would act jealous like in all those romance novels oh . NO! he was laughing . He calls me a sugar mommy now. Speaking of YOB , I shouldn't have done the nasty with him. Like DAMN!! He has been like a kid with a new toy. I Am a freak but not that much!!! Please let my "tender parts" rest. Oh he got really irritated when CNG told him that her older brother wanted to "chase me too. I aint even going to LIE!!!!!!!!!!! my head was swelling. THAT boy is FINE!!!! you know one of those guys that you re like "Boy i dont care if you cheat on me, i just want to be seen with you in public " Like Damn ! Anyway i am glad he got a LITTLE jealous.&lt;br /&gt;anyway I am glad , now i am a graduate with the most useless degree ( bio) Of to med school.&lt;br /&gt;Until then I will ALWAYS be broke. . It sucks when all your friends are career women and you are the youngest and brokest.&lt;br /&gt;But one day sha I will be a rich bitch !!!!!!!!!!! even if it kills me!&lt;br /&gt;i have to read for the mcat and sha start applying so no more partying for me!!!&lt;br /&gt;this Summer was CRAZY with the amount of partying and partying and partying&lt;br /&gt;anyway i think i am becoming too nice. i racked my brain for someone to yap but i cant. oh well i could just mention that a certain yello paw paw in a nija group still cannot sing ! i am sorry ! use beats or electronics , she still cant. Anyway jennifer lopez cant sing either so shes in good company. jlo reminded me of beyonce falling on her ass. when i watched it i laughed and laughed and then laughed so much. Priceless !!&lt;br /&gt;i said i wasnt going to hate anymore but it just the truth. i read my last post and i get nightmares when i see the face of "my i am pained no one dances with me " Ok that was mean . God I repent :)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I am liking Banky. The ebutte metta song was catchy sha. although its the umbrella ella ella e e tune that makes it good it lacks originality but he is talented .&lt;br /&gt;on my gosh i said something NICE! what is wrong with me!!!!??? i must be going CRAZY!!!&lt;br /&gt;I am a mean girl now! ok a nice mean girl.&lt;br /&gt;Beauty in Baltimore I watched that Taylor woman  . Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LOL !! LMAO !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!FUNNY !&lt;br /&gt;"dick will make you slap somebody " "piloting the pussy " " Penis power " Power of the pussy"&lt;br /&gt;The woman is a HOOT !!! and that was her mother she was talking to . Imagine me telling my momsie all this SHIT! that will be the day!!!! my friends and i call it "power of the puswah" when we are in public. speaking of pussies. I was laughing so much in Transformers . meen . went to watch it with the girls but we were cracking up for the wrong reason.&lt;br /&gt;first this movie was too long&lt;br /&gt;then too cheesy&lt;br /&gt;Lines from the movie - You are a soldier now!" " whatever happens i will always be with you" and dont forget the love affair btw the robot and the guy . Like come on now.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we nicknamed the goodie robot as octimuspussy. I know immature but funny sha .&lt;br /&gt;what else happened this summer . yeah fun ! fun ! fun ! i cant remember all and i am to lazy to remember sha .&lt;br /&gt;in other man news I think one guy is trying to place me as a fuck buddie oh! see me see trouble. hmm. he does the whole friends thing but Will not stop texting me about hanging out and doing stuff together. Like every weekend !!!! Homie i have a bobo now. He wants to spend every weekend with me BUT he points out all the time that we are just friends oh !&lt;br /&gt;Men !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok tata&lt;br /&gt;I usually end with something from FB buts its so dry so till we meet again oh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8578968086693517653-2074625539141354318?l=rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/feeds/2074625539141354318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8578968086693517653&amp;postID=2074625539141354318&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8578968086693517653/posts/default/2074625539141354318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8578968086693517653/posts/default/2074625539141354318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/2007/08/prodigal-sister-returns-boys-boys-boys.html' title='the prodigal sister returns -boys boys boys, summer  sorry vixen!'/><author><name>omo naija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14045155985429460677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578968086693517653.post-2625485991271965437</id><published>2007-05-02T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T09:13:58.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cherry poping/ bitchy roomates/ ass kicking in school</title><content type='html'>so people still check my blog, i thought you guys would have given up on me&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;naija&lt;/span&gt; vixen that reads it&lt;br /&gt;anyway i am more "popular' than i expected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not my fault , school has been KICKING MY ASS.&lt;br /&gt;i am the genius that decided to take genetics, phys and organic together&lt;br /&gt;God help me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having second thoughts about the doctor thing, because I cant take 6- 7 more years of this shit. Ands its not like I really like caring for people &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By far the most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; thing that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; to me was that...WAIT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;CNG&lt;/span&gt; PLEASE STOP READING  ITS ABOUT  YOUR BROTHERS SEX LIFE&lt;br /&gt;I know with all your "break" nonsense you read more blogs than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that I finally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cashed&lt;/span&gt; by v &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;jeje&lt;/span&gt; card. i  was getting worried. I was probably the only 20/21 year old virgin alive.  Not that they were not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;enuff&lt;/span&gt; people to bang but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; that horny . Most of the time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sha&lt;/span&gt;. some times it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;mucho&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;horno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Nows&lt;/span&gt; its done with and I have joined the world of cherry popped women.&lt;br /&gt;as the great philosopher &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ludacris&lt;/span&gt; said  "sex &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;overated&lt;/span&gt;, you just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; doing it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;rght&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;roommate&lt;/span&gt; is a bitch who will burn in hell!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a lazy update but i am literally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt; classes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;. According to this - me and YOB are screwed because he at the experimentation stage. What do you guys think???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Now let me hand you some secrets. Boys &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Niccas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;! If you are dating a guy 21 -27 odds or he is playing you. As men we go through stages of development. Piaget's Cognitive Development only it's more general. I will break these stages down so you know how to "deal"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Stage 1 – Exploration – This stage happens in men from about age 12-17. This is when the guy is still a virgin. He falls in love easily and is faithful, because he does not know what it means to be unfaithful. He is still exploring the possibilities therefore, he is excited when he finds ANYTHING. This is the time that most girls capitalize on their prize guy. He can be molded at this time to the MAN you want him to be. If you don't get a man at this stage in the game, you might be in trouble. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Stage 2 – Experimentation - This stage happens in men between the ages of 18-25. This is when everything is an experiment or a project. A guy in this stage probably has a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;wifey&lt;/span&gt; but yet has a more convenient girl upstairs that does what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;wifey&lt;/span&gt; doesn't. He holds &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;wifey&lt;/span&gt; in high standards, so he doesn't burden her with his fantasy of sexual needs. He experiments on his #2, or #3. He experiments how much his #1 will take. He tries his #1 in public and apologies behind the scenes. He doesn't want to lose &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;wifey&lt;/span&gt; but he does not yet know her worth. If you are in a relationship with a guy in this stage, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;GOOOD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;LUCCK&lt;/span&gt;!! This is the stage that MOST, not all, But most men are cheating, creeping, and just plain out dogging women. But it's up to you to stand up and say, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;AINT&lt;/span&gt; TAKING THAT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;ISH&lt;/span&gt;! If you don't, you just become another project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Stage 3 – Contemplation – This stage is real short. It is between the ages of 26-27. During this stage, the guy is pretty much studying his past relationships to see what he did wrong, what girls did him wrong and what he has to do to obtain a good girl. A man in the contemplation stage is a good man to begin a relationship with, but it's going to be hard. He is going to be closed and secretive. Not because he is creeping, but because he does not trust. He has done his dirt in his earlier stages and now he sees these same traits in women. He is watching his footing. He will give you only necessary information. Don't expect him to volunteer any information! A man in this stage cannot be molded. He is already set in his ways, you can only compliment what he has already established.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Stage 4 – Reality - This is the stage you want to cop a husband ladies. If you have not locked him down in Exploration or found one in Experimentation or Contemplation, here is your chance. This stage is open ended. It runs from 28-marriage. This gentleman is the nicest. He is understanding. He is ready to find &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;wifey&lt;/span&gt; but he can pick apart ANY woman who does not have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;wifey&lt;/span&gt; traits. He will wine you and dine you and of course he will sex you, BUT 1 flaw and you will be back burner. If you are true, he is true, if you are not true, he is 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;x's&lt;/span&gt; as dangerous as a guy in stage 2! During stage 4 a man realizes his mistakes even more than in stage 3. He has seen half of his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Ex's&lt;/span&gt; that he thought he loved, move on and be married. Every marriage takes a toll on him. It tears a piece of his heart out but yet makes him stronger because the reality is, he messed up during his earlier stages. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Well I hope this breakdown helps you ladies find the right man. I'm seeing too many of you guys cling on to someone who doesn't understand your worth. Too many "good" guys are running around here single. While a lot of dogs running around here with two or three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8578968086693517653-2625485991271965437?l=rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/feeds/2625485991271965437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8578968086693517653&amp;postID=2625485991271965437&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8578968086693517653/posts/default/2625485991271965437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8578968086693517653/posts/default/2625485991271965437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/2007/05/cherry-poping-bitchy-roomates-ass.html' title='cherry poping/ bitchy roomates/ ass kicking in school'/><author><name>omo naija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14045155985429460677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578968086693517653.post-6329609689992400050</id><published>2007-03-19T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T05:50:23.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tyra banks, blog celebs &amp;sisters/ drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d7EzLXsg_Sg/Rf68WZuAG2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/peVQ0_F0n2o/s1600-h/280_tbanks_0004_070131_tbanks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043675725748509538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d7EzLXsg_Sg/Rf68WZuAG2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/peVQ0_F0n2o/s320/280_tbanks_0004_070131_tbanks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay , Okay i will update!! I have been busy and I am a commitmentophobe ( Is that how its is spelt) I have been around blogville. Only that I was just stalking blogs instead of writing.&lt;br /&gt;Big shout out to my blog sis naija vixen on your interview.&lt;br /&gt;Cue oscar music&lt;br /&gt;I am just so happy for you. I promised myself i wasnt going to cry but...... Sha remember us when you become this big presenter on E network!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a blog celeb left a comment on my blog, London Chameleon!! if you know how much I stalk your blog eeeehhhhhh!! You are like sex and the city but only Samantha. Luv ya blog! luv it!!! if you seee how I almost cussed out one stupid oyinbo chick that was wasting time on the school computer. Okay !! she was typing a paper, but I had something more important to do-,my daily dose of your blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been going thrrough drama with YOB !!Oh my gosh! CNG will fill you on the jist. Its a long story and I dont want to write it sha,. anywayz , he had to placate my fragile heart. You guys know that I am such a softie . so it was Shopping spree !! I have never felt like Julia Roberts in pretty woman so much in my life. I was like "this and that , no this and that, no that doesnt fit, do you have it in another colour?" hehehe . I hope he messes up more so i get shopping sprees! Its so much easier to spend some one else's money hahahah&lt;br /&gt;As fergie say " If you aint have no money take your broke ass home!!!!!" GLAMOROUS baby!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else I have to dedicate an entire post to tyra banks, but me thinks that girl suffers from narcissistic personality disorder damn! get this- to honor black history month, tyra does not honor rosa parks or other civil rights pioneers, she doesnt talk about the struggles of black family, she doent talk about racism in America . That BIATCH honors .... you guessed right! her self. She wanted to pay an ode to her Sports Illustrated Cover . According to Tyra that cover " Broke down barriers" Really! so now a racist white guy can masturbate to tyra's picture. Good work girl! you have really broke down the greatest barrier facing black people !And dont get me started on her whole hullballo on being called fat! dang , sorry ma!! we wont call you fat anymore!! although she is getting quite chunke!! chill on the fried chicken girl!! if she really loves and embraces her size why did she dedicate an entire show on how "they photographed her from the wrong angle" Me too , I get photographed from the wrong angle, thats why my photos dont appear so good!! And do you see how she tries to insert her name in every sentence on her show. Well tyra did this . In milan when this person took my picture, you should have moved your neck like this in my vogue photo shoot. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz I leave you guys with a joke cos I want to fill space&lt;br /&gt;Tata&lt;br /&gt;ps cng why dont you ever comment on my blog?? you know i am a comment asehewo. if you dont comment this minute I will slap you!! BIATHCH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A penis writes to his employer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear sir,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, Mr Penis hereby request for a raise of salary for the following reasons:&lt;br /&gt;I do physical labour. I work in depths. I plunge head first into everything i do. I dont get the weekends and public holidays off. I work in a very damp environment. I work in dark places that have very poor ventilation. I work in high temperatures and the nature of my work exposes me to contagious diseases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Employer replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mr penis,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After considering the arguments which you have raised, the administration rejects your requests for the following reasons:&lt;br /&gt;You never work eight hours straight, your fall asleep after brief work periods and you do not always follow the orders of the management team.&lt;br /&gt;You never stay in designated areas and often found visiting other territories. You do not use your initaitives and you often need to be be stimulated in order to start working.&lt;br /&gt;You often leave the work place messy after your shifts and you do not always observe the necessary safety regulation procedures, such as wearing the correct protective clothing.&lt;br /&gt;There is a very high tendency you would retire before you are 65, also you are unable to work double shifts and you regularly leave your work area before the task is acomplished.&lt;br /&gt;And, as if these were not enough, you have been continually seen entering and exiting the workplace carrying two suspicious looking bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;The management.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8578968086693517653-6329609689992400050?l=rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/feeds/6329609689992400050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8578968086693517653&amp;postID=6329609689992400050&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8578968086693517653/posts/default/6329609689992400050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8578968086693517653/posts/default/6329609689992400050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/2007/03/tyra-banks-blog-celebs-drama.html' title='tyra banks, blog celebs &amp;sisters/ drama'/><author><name>omo naija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14045155985429460677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d7EzLXsg_Sg/Rf68WZuAG2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/peVQ0_F0n2o/s72-c/280_tbanks_0004_070131_tbanks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578968086693517653.post-3896568328462883103</id><published>2007-02-21T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T13:11:15.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Which one are you!!??</title><content type='html'>Saw this in a random place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man has 4 different types of girls..1. Wifey2. Baby Girl3. Side Piece4. Jump Off1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wifey is the sexiest, most successful and most respected of all thewomen. She is loved, needed and wanted by her man...she is VIRTUALLYIRREPLACEABLE.She is the girl that the guy loves and will always love, he never wants to see her with another man....BUT he will cheaton her with Baby Girl until he is mature enough to realize that ifhe gets caught or fucks up in any way and loses Wifey, he would bescrewed, and NEVER be happy again.Wifey gets along with mom, is independent, never nags, loves to dress sexy for her man, can cook and loves to keep a clean house. Wifey gets called 5 or 6 times a day.Drawback of Wifey, she loves public displays of affection...whichmight intefere with the acquisition of a Side Piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Baby Girl is ALWAYS just as hot as wifey and usually has a veryactive social life...she IS replaceable, thinks she's the nextWifey, but will only be Wifey if an extreme disaster takes place.Baby Girl gets some of the benefits of Wifey, like quality timeevery now and then and even presents on birthdays and holidays, butthats as far as it goes. The main reason to have Baby Girl is incase Wife really really fucks up, she can be replaced in a matter ofweeks because Baby Girl has been groomed to slip right into herspot. Be careful of Baby Girl, she tends to be just as attached asWifey and therefore can be dangerous to the Side Piece.Biggest benefit of Baby Girl...she is extremely private and hates causing ascene, baby girl can come into the same restaurant as you and wifeyand wifey will have no idea you two even know each other. Baby Girlis a master of disguise as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Side Piece, usually a female that the guy uses only for sex or otherpleasures, she is usually the one that he goes to for that 3some orsome late night head after the club. When Wifey is acting up and Baby Girl is at work, the Side Piece is usually the one to hold him over for a few hrs.He can meet with the Side Piece for reasons other than sex, but normally that only happens one week during the month. Side Pieces are hard to spot when they are out because mostof her friends are either Wifey's or Jump Offs.Drawback of having more than one side piece, they usually know each other somehow....we kinda think there is a sidepiecenetwork.com or something. Try to keep your side piece count below 4 if possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Jump Off...every mans dream and worst nightmare. She is trying tomove up in life, wants to be a Side Piece or Wifey but doesnt knowhow to go about it. They are just the girls he hollas at when he is withhis boys...she is usually stored in the cell phone by a nicknamebecause he barely remembers her real name and where he met her...heonly recalls how fat her ass was. The Jump Off gets called in emergencies only, when wifey is moody, baby girl is on vacation and side piece is with her baby's father. The Jump Off is extremely dangerous in public for a number of reasons, she is usually 5 other guys jump off as well, so she might cause drama with you and one of those dudes if you slip up, she also has no problem confronting youin the mall when you are with Wifey (something that baby girl would NEVER do) and the most dangerous thing about Jump Off...She ALWAYS seems to find out where you live and or work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am the wifey material!! okeyyy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8578968086693517653-3896568328462883103?l=rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/feeds/3896568328462883103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8578968086693517653&amp;postID=3896568328462883103&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8578968086693517653/posts/default/3896568328462883103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8578968086693517653/posts/default/3896568328462883103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/2007/02/which-one-are-you.html' title='Which one are you!!??'/><author><name>omo naija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14045155985429460677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578968086693517653.post-7916192351461923802</id><published>2007-02-05T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T21:03:25.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>old men and vixens</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;Been busy , school, molestations and boyfriends. yeah okay so I went to this store and I was looking Gorgeous FIINEE!!! I was getting attention from the black guys and they were like “ where do you work cos I should be working with you.” and “ I would like to do some research on your body” anywayz those types of lame lines only truly beautiful girls like me hear ohhh. I digress a lot but I have to digress now. Is it that guys can just smell a chick that has a boyfriend so they chase her because when I was single and ready to mingle. I could have flashed by boobs to the entire world and these guys wouldn’t have given me a second glance.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Anywayz true to the jacked up stuff that always happens to me, do the fine guys start asking for by number . NO!! This old man that looked like James Brown (that mug shot picture) Not to speak ill of the dead or anything came over. As I saw him walking towards me I am like “God please don’t insult me like this” If a guy is talking to you that mean he thinks he has a chance with you . So this old man really wanted to holler at a sister. I tried to act as if I was talking on the phone. Anyway he came sha and convo went like this.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;old man: are you bothered by the guys?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;omo naija: no, they are just playing&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;then the inevitable&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;old man; where are you from?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;omo naija : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;Nigeria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;Old man: I have a son inlaw from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;Kenya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt; I have my grandsons picture here&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;he proceeded to look through his wallet but he&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;couldn’t find the picture. thank God. I mean who told this man that I card to see the picture of his grandson&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;anyway YOB called my phone just in the nick of time. That’s what bobo’s are for sha.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;too tired to write more but I have leant that you shouldn’t date your friends brother especially if they have petty sibling rivalry. My gosh !! both of them want to kill me. but before I sign out . Here is&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;something for my favorite blogger naija vixen&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;you know we are like sisters &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;through the net I felt our connection&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;if they were two akara balls left I would give you the last one&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;even my favorite puff puff will be yours&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;like Nicole richie and paris Hilton we are Best Friends For Life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;ok have I buttered you up enough!! so naija vixen the beautiful, the talented, the greatest, the nicest,I am in love with d’banj. I know you don’t post music anymore on your blog but I need his music. PLEASE I am on my knees (Seriously ) send his songs/ cd to me. I cant find it anywhere , and don’t say I should buy it cause I am a broke college student. I mean last night when I was with YOB in bed I cried out D’banj!! anyway that lead to a lot of explanation. Ok ok that didn’t really happen but I was thinking of d’banj. I want to have little kokolets and koko masters with him&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;thanks babes!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8578968086693517653-7916192351461923802?l=rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/feeds/7916192351461923802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8578968086693517653&amp;postID=7916192351461923802&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8578968086693517653/posts/default/7916192351461923802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8578968086693517653/posts/default/7916192351461923802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/2007/02/old-men-and-vixens.html' title='old men and vixens'/><author><name>omo naija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14045155985429460677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578968086693517653.post-173318087351372531</id><published>2007-01-25T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T10:20:10.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>share your story campaign</title><content type='html'>Not jumping on the celeb band wagon type of thing. Like when p diddy had that vote or die thing but wasn’t even registered to vote. HMm the hypocrisy!! Before I get side tracked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girl &lt;a href="http://confusednaijagirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;ConfusedNaijagirl&lt;/a&gt; has come up with a very good idea with the potential to make people start talking about stuff they really wouldn’t! So if you have a personal story send it to her at &lt;a href="mailto:con4fused@yahoo.com"&gt;con4fused@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; Read her post about it &lt;a href="http://confusednaijagirl.blogspot.com/2007/01/culture-of-silence.html"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8578968086693517653-173318087351372531?l=rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/feeds/173318087351372531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8578968086693517653&amp;postID=173318087351372531&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8578968086693517653/posts/default/173318087351372531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8578968086693517653/posts/default/173318087351372531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/2007/01/share-your-story-campaign.html' title='share your story campaign'/><author><name>omo naija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14045155985429460677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578968086693517653.post-2719432941097382551</id><published>2007-01-19T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T07:24:38.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I never loved nobody fully</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I never loved nobody fully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Always one foot on the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And by protecting my heart truly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got lost in the sounds&lt;br /&gt;I hear in my mind&lt;br /&gt;All these voices&lt;br /&gt;I hear in my mind all these words&lt;br /&gt;I hear in my mind all this music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it breaks my heart&lt;br /&gt;And it breaks my heart&lt;br /&gt;And it breaks my heart&lt;br /&gt;It breaks my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suppose I never met you&lt;br /&gt;Suppose we never fell in love&lt;br /&gt;Suppose I never ever let you kiss me so sweet and so soft&lt;br /&gt;Suppose I never ever saw you&lt;br /&gt;Suppose we never ever called&lt;br /&gt;Suppose I kept on singing love songs just to break my own fall&lt;br /&gt;Just to break my fall&lt;br /&gt;Just to break my fall&lt;br /&gt;Break my fall&lt;br /&gt;Break my fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my friends say that of course its gonna get better&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get better&lt;br /&gt;Better better better better&lt;br /&gt;Better better better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never love nobody fully&lt;br /&gt;Always one foot on the ground&lt;br /&gt;And by protecting by heart truly&lt;br /&gt;I got lost&lt;br /&gt;In the sounds&lt;br /&gt;I hear in my mind&lt;br /&gt;All these voices&lt;br /&gt;I hear in my mind all these words&lt;br /&gt;I hear in my mind&lt;br /&gt;All this music&lt;br /&gt;And it breaks my heart&lt;br /&gt;It breaks my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear in my mind all of these voices&lt;br /&gt;I hear in my mind all of these words&lt;br /&gt;I hear in my mind all of this music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaks my&lt;br /&gt;Heart&lt;br /&gt;Breaks my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i put this to express how i feel cos Confused outed me on her blog!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh thats Regina's Specktor's song fidelity. This song captured how i feel sha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8578968086693517653-2719432941097382551?l=rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/feeds/2719432941097382551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8578968086693517653&amp;postID=2719432941097382551&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8578968086693517653/posts/default/2719432941097382551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8578968086693517653/posts/default/2719432941097382551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-never-loved-nobody-fully.html' title='I never loved nobody fully'/><author><name>omo naija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14045155985429460677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578968086693517653.post-1808057800253121462</id><published>2007-01-08T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T12:01:11.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>By popular demand -my beef with african americans</title><content type='html'>Happy new year to everyone. have not updated in a while. this bloggin thing is hard to do oh!!&lt;br /&gt;due to the pleas i have recieved from everyone. Ok only 2 bloggers . But 2 in my blog is like thousands everywhere else.i will blog about my being a litte prejudiced towards( i dont no us it prejudiced towards or prejudiced against or just prejudiced.... leave me jo english is just a borrowed language. I Love when teachers that shell in naija use to say this to excuse thier lack of grammer) sorry i digressed i am a little scatter brained. African americans (from now on i will refer to as afros because the other word is too long to type and i just learnt that akata is a derogratory word.&lt;br /&gt;Ok so before coming to yankee i thought i would be able to understand and get along with a A Americans rather than whites because we had our skin color in commom but i was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;A Americans to me it seemed were always rude and hostile to me. For instance imagine this exchange. got into a bus with a A american driver&lt;br /&gt;Omo : IS this bus going to so and so place&lt;br /&gt;Driver : what ?&lt;br /&gt;Omo : i repeat my self , is this place going to so and so !??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kin lo se ode yin. I am thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driver: Oh so and so place . we dont call it that in america . &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;proceeds to pronounce the place how he claims they do in the united states. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Its called blah blah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck? just answer my questiion&lt;br /&gt;Omo : so is it going there&lt;br /&gt;Driver : you see what it says  on the bus . what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;In more colorful language . All the while the people in the bus are just watching the drama unfold&lt;br /&gt;I asked him a simple question. i wanted a simple answer. why couldnt he just answer.&lt;br /&gt;Another time in the bus again.i was really well dressed that day.If i might say so myself. i was loooking good!&lt;br /&gt;Two african american dudes starting talking to me and my friend sha&lt;br /&gt;We tried not to engage them to much in convo so they could see we were not interested&lt;br /&gt;The convo goes along and we tell them we are nigerian. then a random african american lady with amebo ears says&lt;br /&gt;Amebo : Nigerians . I dont like them. they think they are better than us. they cant even speak correctly.&lt;br /&gt;Dudes : Really? are they like that.&lt;br /&gt;They proceed to converse on how much nigerians think we are superior to African americans and its wrong because we come from the same place. blah blah&lt;br /&gt;Personally i didnt care what they thought. But my friend called Z or is it Brocca you gave her &lt;a href="http://confusednaijagirl.blogspot.com"&gt;confused&lt;/a&gt;?? I dont no . anywayz Z enters an arguement with them. And words were exchanged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If things like this keep on happening to you and its people from a certain ethnicity , you cant help but feel prejudiced.&lt;br /&gt;The worst experience was when me and my friends were going clubbing .You know naija girls dressed to the t and everything.&lt;br /&gt;These dudes were supposed to pick us up but we didnt no they were outside the apartment so they were waiting for just 5 mins (seroiusly i wasnt that long) . They brought their african american girl friends with them.&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriend 1 immediately gives us THE LOOK. I mean if looks could kill, we would be saying hello to marylin monroe by now.&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriend 1 complains about how late we are. we shouldnt have done that blah blah blah. generally being a real BIATCH!!!&lt;br /&gt;Dudes were not even that pissed so i wondered what here problem was.&lt;br /&gt;We ignore them and converse amongst ourselves. Of course we are speaking youruba and broken english so they cant hear and making fun of them&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriend 2 comments We sound strange, we have accents. where are we from. We say naija. and then she goes on a rampage about naija and nigerians about how she doesnt mess with them and they do voodoo blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;We were pissed. Homie didnt we just tell you we were nigerians. Ok so we didnt want to start fighting with them in the car although the conversation got heated. Then we get to the club, then they really see how good we are dressed and when Friend 1 sees confused. her eyes almost pops out of their eyesockets. you could see the jealousy in her eyes. anywayz we enter the club. we leave them to do their thing and just have a good time on our own sha.&lt;br /&gt;But no these girls wanted a fight.&lt;br /&gt;friend 1 comes to meet us and pours a drink over one of my friends claiming she said something to her.&lt;br /&gt;THATs WHERE THE SHIT HIT THE FAN. they should have targeted me because me i cant fight or confused because she is a softie but they targetted omo alata herself (b rocca) .That girl get craze no be small. Of course B rocca and friend 1 starting fighting physically. they threw us  out of the club and I was PISSED because i had lost my $3o to enter the damn place AND we had to pay for a cab home because dude wouldnt take us anymore. I was really angry.&lt;br /&gt;So i have had experiences like this over and over and i it makes me feel prejudiced . i am sorry!&lt;br /&gt;i will try and change but i dont really like some african americans.   i will try not to generalize anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8578968086693517653-1808057800253121462?l=rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/feeds/1808057800253121462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8578968086693517653&amp;postID=1808057800253121462&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8578968086693517653/posts/default/1808057800253121462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8578968086693517653/posts/default/1808057800253121462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/2007/01/by-popular-demand-my-beef-with-african.html' title='By popular demand -my beef with african americans'/><author><name>omo naija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14045155985429460677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578968086693517653.post-4581415961998409799</id><published>2006-12-15T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T09:51:42.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>preemptive strike -Love , Marriage and Nigerians</title><content type='html'>Ok so this will be one of my many posts on love , marriage and nigerians. I dont have a very good view of marrriage. I dont think I want to get married anytime soon. When i hear marriage all i can think of is PRISON, TRAPPED. maybe its the bad marriages around me or something. I wasn even aware of trends in the naija marriage market until recently. Ok, so i am in the car with two friends driving to a party and the conversation goes like this.&lt;br /&gt;Friend 1: My sister is getting married.&lt;br /&gt;Omo naija : really when&lt;br /&gt;Friend 1: next year&lt;br /&gt;omo naija: isnt she too young , whats the rush&lt;br /&gt;friend 2: young ke, at what age do you want to get married&lt;br /&gt;omo naija : maybe at 30&lt;br /&gt;friend 1 and 2 : eh 30 ke!!! ah you will be to old!!! who will marry you, if you tell a guy you are twentyy... they lean in but when they hear twenty seven , they lean back they dont want anything to do with you.&lt;br /&gt;omo naija (at this point i am quite surprised) : at what age do you think people are supposed to be married&lt;br /&gt;Friend 1 : in your early 20's so you can have your children early&lt;br /&gt;omo naija : i wasnt aware of that , sorry oh&lt;br /&gt;Friend 1:Friend 2 is getting married soon though&lt;br /&gt;omo naija : (*at this point i descreetly look at her finger and see that there is no engagement ring on her finger, i say to myself where is the ring?? but outloud) oh really, when&lt;br /&gt;friend 2: in about a years time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I later find out from friend 1 that the friend 2 met the guy she is talking about about a month ago from a dating website and she had only seen him once.. Who knows what the guy told her and she started telling everyone she was getting married, without a proposal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so after this conversation I realized i was kind of in the dark of expectations of marriage in the naija culture. talking to other friends i realized this was the prevalent opinion.&lt;br /&gt;its like marriage is the sole purpose of a woman's life. she must get married. no matter how inappropiate the guy is, even if he cheats or whatever she must get married.&lt;br /&gt;so i thought 2 myself . thank God my family does not have this attitude or so i thought&lt;br /&gt;ok so a couple of weeks later iget a call from my aunt Aunt D.  I am closest to Aunt D of all my momsie's sisters. She's only 8 years older than me, so we kind of click.&lt;br /&gt;The phone conversation goes like this&lt;br /&gt;Aunt D :Where are you?&lt;br /&gt;omo naija: in another state, i came to visit friend . we went to primary school together&lt;br /&gt;Aunt D : really, have fun make sure she takes you to meet guys ohh&lt;br /&gt;omo naija :for what??!!&lt;br /&gt;Aunt D: aahahh so you can start dating and maybe get married&lt;br /&gt;omo naija : (At this point i am surprised, this was the first time i had heard this and i am not at all close to the age where i should start settling down so i say) how old do you think I am?&lt;br /&gt;Aunt d: It doesnt matter, i have noticed thaat naija girls at a certain age are finding it hard to find husbands. done be like Busola(not real name)&lt;br /&gt;Busola is my older aunts friend, she is 30 and not married. A crime in the naija world. My aunt said this like Busola had some incurable veneral disease. Her voice dripped with the silent assertion, dont be a failure like her,be like me I am married.&lt;br /&gt;anyway as i talked to my aunty i realized that her and my older aunt , aunt B were already planning for my furture behind my back. they talked about which families thet wanted me to marry in to, who they wanted to hook me up with. eeehh i didnt no this was going on oh. My aunts are really military strategist, they wanted to start the search really early for me , so i would be well ahead of the game. Bush needed strategists like this when planning for the preemtive strike in iraq. where were my aunts when he needed them. I swear he would have found weapons of mass destruction with their help.&lt;br /&gt;I love my aunts ;however, whats the rush! haba!!!&lt;br /&gt;i can find a husband by myself and what if i decide to me like oprah and not get married!! ehh!!&lt;br /&gt;marriage is not all that . not all marriages work. Aunt D fiights with her husband all the time. they fight like cats and dogs and they have only been married for 2 years. when i see her fighting with him, i am like is this what marriage is!?&lt;br /&gt;i do eventually want to get married , nobody wants to be alone. furthermore, i cant be a 30 year old clubing with the 18 year olds and most of my friends will be married anyway. and i do want kids. but i will not be desperate.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of naija girls have achieved a lot.they have careers and jobs, yet they are made to feel like failures because they are not married. As long as their momsie can say my daughter is married, they are satisfied."&lt;br /&gt;its sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8578968086693517653-4581415961998409799?l=rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/feeds/4581415961998409799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8578968086693517653&amp;postID=4581415961998409799&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8578968086693517653/posts/default/4581415961998409799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8578968086693517653/posts/default/4581415961998409799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/2006/12/preemptive-strike-love-marriage-and.html' title='preemptive strike -Love , Marriage and Nigerians'/><author><name>omo naija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14045155985429460677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578968086693517653.post-2685045177127265463</id><published>2006-12-12T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T20:13:49.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I produce beats, I design clothes</title><content type='html'>The new thing for rich kids from naija in college  over here(yankee or jand)  is for the guys to produce beats and the girls to be designers. By rich kids I mean the ones that went to A-hall, QC., KC, AIS, Grange, Vivian fowler and the rest. Just yesterday I downloaded the cd of one of my classmates. This is just another way to waste daddy's money. These boys are never going  to be famous and they dont have that much talent anyway. yet they must get a studio and "produce" music.&lt;br /&gt;    The girls "design" , they draw out fits and send it to a firm that makes the clothes for them What is the big deal ???!! I can put those oufits together by myself. These kids claim  they want to release creative energy. hmmmm we hear you!!&lt;br /&gt;   Awon omo yi ti ba je . They should go and read their books that it was they sent them to school to do. Not to produce beats. If they are really dedicated to their craft, they should give up school and do that full time. Hiss Double hiss. And let dadd cut you off. Momsie would have a fit !!! Lai Lai. They will  just do it as a side project and spend daddys money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An example of daddy's money group is amplyfied . those in the washington dc , maryland area should know them. Surprisinly there are good ;however, the chick in the group cannot sing for her life. She is horrible!!!!!! She must be banging one of the guys because shes not pretty enough to be the fine face in the group. Trust me they need fine faces because those boys aint no TYRESE. Couldnt they find a girl with a good voice!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banky doesnt sing my kind of music but he is ok though.&lt;br /&gt;There are too many of the daddys money singers  out there. Cant they just go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the ones that cant produce beats decide to be DJs. I cant hate them for that,These kids already have an A in partying and clubbing. Why waste money on DJ when you can Dj  yourself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8578968086693517653-2685045177127265463?l=rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/feeds/2685045177127265463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8578968086693517653&amp;postID=2685045177127265463&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8578968086693517653/posts/default/2685045177127265463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8578968086693517653/posts/default/2685045177127265463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-produce-beats-i-design-clothes.html' title='I produce beats, I design clothes'/><author><name>omo naija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14045155985429460677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578968086693517653.post-4201163260529132079</id><published>2006-12-11T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T19:56:19.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naija until I die . F%&amp;^ ABC</title><content type='html'>The ABC special on 419 scammers was bad. I mean I didnt no they would potray my beloved country in this light . I thought i was going to watch a show on 419 scammers that might even be funny. I didnt no i was going to watch the verbal tongue lashing and misrepresentaiom of my country. chai!!! The show started with this guy who was singing "I go chop your money ohh, you be mugu" i personally though that was funnny but that is beside the point. Brian Stossel ABC's "chief investigative reporter" then proceded to report lies to the already ignorant and arogant American public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Scamming has become celebrated and encourged in Nigeria and the email scammers have become local celebraties. WHAT THE FUCK!!!!??? pls tell me fellow nigerians. Who introduces their popsie as a 419 scammer in naija and is proud. "My daddy is an email scammer"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Scamming has led to a hit song and movie . ABC did not hesitate to show this so called popular video calling white people mumus ; which I agree with. It is only an idoit that would believe that a total stranger wanted to give them millions of dollars . I mean this person does not know you!!!&lt;br /&gt;i digress, thats beside the point.The song was by osoufia or something and it was the song for a satire on 419. ANd the movie was not a hit movie. By the way, every movie in naija is a "hit"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. ABC did not try to discuss the greed of the white mumus involved. see me see trouble oh!!! a whole heart surgeon who went to school for 14 years gave his money to these scammers. Which  kind of mugu be that. I would be so embarassed to show myself on camera. However, stossel did not care to elaborate on how greedy his country men were.The idiot just kept on repeating "Nigeria and Nigerians....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The statement that got be pissed off!!! I wasnt pissed I was PIZZZZZED OFFF!! "Lagos is a crime -ridden disgrace of a city" Homie I was born in Lagos. What the ......!!!!? That was so harsh. ISnt it the same white man that will call us Third world country. how do  you expect our country to look ? Like a "first world country" This was also a misrepresentation. They showed a quick shot of mushin and said that was the whole of lagos. Lets not lie, lagos is not all roses. But that white mans description was too much. I wanted to reach through the tv and slap him!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 419 scammers are lazy and dont want to work : Who can blame him for saying this, when the useless Nigerian oficial they interviewed said the same thing. That is a lie. These are poor college graduates with no jobs, hope, money . What do you expect them to do? There is no excuse for it but its not like this useless AKATA people (yeah what i said it ........AKATA) that have all the oportunites in the world but waste their life away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABC and this USA we live in is   racist !!! they dont show their true feelings because they dont want al sharpton banging on their door. Look at how kramer is suffering now. How many times has the dude apologized? I mean if that special were about on akata neighbourhood. All the akata activists would be demanding for an apology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not proud of NAija sometimes but haba dont portray the whole country as being made up of scammers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8578968086693517653-4201163260529132079?l=rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/feeds/4201163260529132079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8578968086693517653&amp;postID=4201163260529132079&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8578968086693517653/posts/default/4201163260529132079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8578968086693517653/posts/default/4201163260529132079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/2006/12/naija-until-i-die-f-abc.html' title='Naija until I die . F%&amp;^ ABC'/><author><name>omo naija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14045155985429460677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578968086693517653.post-4053570695984837617</id><published>2006-11-13T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T18:54:53.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>meeeee</title><content type='html'>I don't understand myself. I try to but I cant. It funny because I am so introspective. I always thinking ruminating, analyzing. I drive myself crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I do know that I am a neurotic mess. I have the almost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;irrational&lt;/span&gt; fears. I am scared that someones going to push me down the tracks while the train is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt;. This fear is not so irrational, I hear psychos do push people off the train platforms. I am always scared I have cancer or AIDS. Not that I engage in risky behavior , I am not sexually active. When ever I read suspense novels, you know those ones with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;psychopath&lt;/span&gt; killing everyone. I am scared that something like that could happen to me. BUT I am not only a neurotic mess. I am easy going, fun loving person almost child like. However, I am quiet and somewhat shy. I am not someone to start a conversation with you because I just don't like talking that much. I'll rather observe and watch people. This trait has enabled me to become a seasoned gossip. I love gossip, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;jist&lt;/span&gt; whatever you call it. I don't spread it but I love to hear it. Being an observer, I know a lot of shit that goes on. No secret is safe when I am around. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt; I don't have a lot of favorites because I am always in a gray area. I am neither there nor here. I always try to stay in the middle.  Yes I am quite a freak.I love to laugh. I have a sister that always makes me laugh. I am with her almost every day. The wildest most dangerous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;thing&lt;/span&gt; i have done in my life is too too....r u ready.. skip classes. Yes i consider living on the edge when i skip classes. I am not really crazy about my parents. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; like my father, my secret fantasy is that he dies and i inherit all his money. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; in my mother. It sucks when you find out your parents are imperfect. Maybe a little too imperfect for my liking. I love my uncle though i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; seen him in years. he is like my father. I think i could easily be clinically depressed if i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; believe in God. I am impatient, I hate waiting. I am quite understanding maybe a little too understanding. I love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;New York&lt;/span&gt; on flavor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;flav&lt;/span&gt;. I hate being stressed out . I daydream to escape the boredom of my life.i love life. Some times i am so happy, sometimes i am so sad. I am self contained. i rarely say what i am feeling though i might have opinions in my head. I would rather listen to others talk about their lives than talking about mine.It is a defense mechanism. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to get hurt.I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;indecisive&lt;/span&gt;. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;easygoing&lt;/span&gt;, i just go with the flow, rarely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;impulsive but&lt;/span&gt; i am not a planner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8578968086693517653-4053570695984837617?l=rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/feeds/4053570695984837617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8578968086693517653&amp;postID=4053570695984837617&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8578968086693517653/posts/default/4053570695984837617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8578968086693517653/posts/default/4053570695984837617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/2006/11/meeeee.html' title='meeeee'/><author><name>omo naija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14045155985429460677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8578968086693517653.post-5196088235826868117</id><published>2006-09-20T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T09:52:31.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rantings</title><content type='html'>for some reason i thought blogs were expensive to maintain. only to find out they are free.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;yahh&lt;/span&gt;. i can blog anonymously from the privacy of my home and wr&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ite&lt;/span&gt; what the hell i want and  nobody can say jack to me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt; the wonders of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;. this will be a great creative outlet for me. I no i have so much talent i have just been stifled. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8578968086693517653-5196088235826868117?l=rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/feeds/5196088235826868117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8578968086693517653&amp;postID=5196088235826868117&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8578968086693517653/posts/default/5196088235826868117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8578968086693517653/posts/default/5196088235826868117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantingsnigababe.blogspot.com/2006/09/rantings.html' title='rantings'/><author><name>omo naija</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14045155985429460677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
