Chills ran down my long spine 
As I laid against the soft bed 
Ears tightly plugged. 

Sensual notes poured unrestrained into my eardrums 
And I savored the cacophony of alluring sounds 
Off my favorite compilation. 

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Trapped E5

Mum as usual had prepared dinner in anticipation of my arrival. Rice, with loads of plantain- my favorite. She has this way of pampering me to the extreme whenever I get back home after a long absence. I knew the period of grace would end by the birth of a new morn, so I reveled in the comfort of the moment. I had dinner and left her in the sitting room on the pretext that I was tired and had to get some sleep.  It was 7:47pm, dad wasn’t back and mum was on again about his philandering. I had had enough really and I needed an excuse to go to my room. A particularly popular movie started on Afmag just as I stood up (I can’t seem to remember the title), which seemed to quieten her and so she wasn’t really bothered about me leaving her to go to bed.

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Thank You!


What can I say, it’s been a brilliant year for me. Fun and adventurous to say the least; and what’s more, I’m blessed with ardent and beloved readers, likers, sharers and commenters. I don’t really think y’all know how important you are to the growth of this blog and indeed mine. To put it mildly, you’ve been my muse, my inspiration and my drive. Long may it continue. Your supports cannot be overemphasized!  Thank you!!!
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Trapped E4

I spent a couple more weeks in school after my final defense (which I aced), saying my last goodbyes to friends and packing up. My hostel mates especially found it hard to believe I was finally leaving. I could see the hurt in their eyes as I emptied my room one cloth at a time. Banjo would definitely miss my dinner. Dad was supposed to come pick me up on that Saturday but he made up some silly excuse and left me hanging. Well, he more than made up for it by transferring a substantial amount of money into my account though. Hehe, I loved that he didn’t come after all.
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Laser Pointers For My Men

My husband and son are die hard Star Wars and Iron Man fans. They are so addicted to the movies that I had to sit through a couple of episodes to fully understand why. They would talk on ends about the Jedi of the far away galaxies, the ‘lightsaber’ and how the iron man precisely shoots laser from his ‘iron suit’.

I honestly believe they would do anything, absolutely anything to get their hands on one of those laser pointers. What’s with men and props anyway? I don’t quite get it.

Our anniversary and my son’s birthday is just around the corner and I have decided to get both of them laser pointers (or shall I say Sith lord Darth Vader lightsaber). They would absolutely worship me!

It took me a while to get the perfect laser pointers that fit absolutely well with my budget. I found a wide range of products HERE and I can’t wait to see the look on their faces when they unwrap their presents.

Trapped E3


 I had always thought the concept of love and loving someone were supposed to be more fun and rosy. I had listened with rapt attention how my friends went on and on about what a beautiful thing love was. Yes, it stings you at first then it begins to sooth you. For me, I guess it was all twisted on its head. The ugly thing blew warm, enjoyable air before taking chunks out of my size eight body. It donned on me that maybe, I was not good enough for him after all. They say time heals all wounds but I believe my time ran on the hour glass mentality. It was slow, painful and grainy. Emotions percolated in and out of me in all tiny pores and holes. I was down, deflated and agonized.

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