Scrambled Words

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Do you ever get the feeling that people are not saying what they mean?
Do you ever get the feeling that your words have been misconstrued?
Do you ever get the feeling that the english language was created by drunks?
Do you ever get the feeling that we are all accursed because of it?
If you do then take comfort in the fact that sanity is a myth and normality a fantasy.
Enjoy this
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DORMITORY
When you rearrange the letters:
DIRTY ROOM

PRESBYTERIAN
When you rearrange the letters:
BEST IN PRAYER

ASTRONOMER
When you rearrange the letters:
MOON STARER

DESPERATION
When you rearrange the letters:
A ROPE ENDS IT

THE EYES
When you rearrange the letters:
THEY SEE

GEORGE BUSH
When you rearrange the letters:
HE BUGS GORE

THE MORSE CODE
When you rearrange the letters:
HERE COME DOTS

SLOT MACHINES
When you rearrange the letters:
CASH LOST IN ME

ANIMOSITY
When you rearrange the letters:
IS NO AMITY


ELECTION RESULTS
When you rearrange the letters:
LIES - LET'S RECOUNT

SNOOZE ALARMS
When you rearrange the letters:
ALAS! NO MORE Z 'S


A DECIMAL POINT
When you rearrange the letters :
IM A DOT IN PLACE

THE EARTHQUAKES
When you rearrange the letters:
THAT QUEER SHAKE

ELEVEN PLUS TWO
When you rearrange the letters:
TWELVE PLUS ONE

AND FOR THE GRAND FINALE

MOTHER-IN-LAW
When you rearrange the letters:
WOMAN HITLER

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NO I did not spend my time coming up with this stuff.
I am jobless but not that bored.
I got this from a friend who got this from someelse else.
So the question is WHAT'S YOUR FAVOURITE???
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Woes of a Logical Person: II

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I pass you by
and then I sigh
I can’t seem to be seen
I want, I need to believe
That you still feel something


You pass mii and then you sigh
I think that you disapprove
I follow your every move
I want, I need to believe
That you feel anything



This is harder than I thought
I think on how to act
So I contemplate and strategize
and so I never act


I’m waiting for you to act
I think on how to act
Your silence makes mii think
and so I never act


Re-act
Re-spond
In vain we wait


Because
I am you
and You
are mii
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Unspeakable Joy

Nothing in the world can take the place of persistence.
Talent will not; nothing is more common that unsuccessful [people] with talent.
Genius will not; unrewarded genius is almost a proverb.
Education will not; the world is full of educated derelicts.
Persistence and determination alone are omnipotent.
The slogan “press on” has solved and always will solve the problems of the human race.
Ex-Pres. Calvin Coolidge, via
KM

I’ve been looking for something profound to say ever since I landed in New York but the words are hiding in Fort Knox, and I’m the lil’ kid outside its enormous walls begging to be let in.

Here’s the story, my sister is graduating; now as naija people graduating is not a big deal. I mean high school graduation is a joke and even when you get your 1st degree people don’t spend the day applauding your efforts, no they are curious and are quick to advice you on which grad. school to apply to.

Anyways my sister is graduating with a bachelor’s degree after 8 years and to say I am proud is an understatement. I don’t think I have ever in my life been as proud of her as I am right now. I don’t think I have been as proud of anyone except my mom (when she got her doctoral degree while sending three daughters to college).Even when she eventually becomes a lawyer I won’t feel this sense of familial pride and joy as I do now.

I can’t even write right now because my wonderful sister is making noise in the other room and it is the middle of the day and normally the darkness illuminates my thoughts.
The words are still elusive but here it goes.


---------------Hold your head up high
---------------Daughter of Oduduwa
---------------Be not ashamed
---------------You are strong
---------------Your strength cannot be measured
---------------by any quantifiable means
---------------When others gave up
---------------You pressed on
---------------When they said it couldn’t be done
---------------You smiled
---------------I passed you by on this journey called life
---------------Excelling in areas that you could only dream about
---------------You could have resented my success
---------------but instead you choose to support mii
---------------My road was easy
---------------Yours hard
---------------Still you prevailed against the storm
---------------When the waves swelled
---------------You practiced the breaststroke
---------------When the walls seems insurmountable
---------------You laughed
---------------I admire your strength
---------------I envy your persistence
---------------Your ability to sing
---------------In sinking sand
da
eda
asw
I wish I have the words to convey what I feel but I don't
I'm numbers not letters, so i'll stop

He has restored the years that you have sown in tears
So it took you eight years what the rest of us accomplished in four
So what?
Your better for it
You are the most well adjusted
Spiderella is going thru an identity crisis,
I’ve never been in a relationship,
And Junior is still clueless as to her path in life

So yeah
Big ups to you
U now have it all
The hubby, the home (not house), the job,
all that remains is the twins so yeah HURRY UP

And even tho’ my happiness
is never outwardly expressed
I am proud that you are my big sister

So live the life you have chosen
Live it without regrets
Rejoice because you are free to dream
Life's shakcles no longer define you
You have shown mii that
Nothing is impossible
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Nothing

Cluelessnessmess

Like a screeching parakeet, demanding to be recognized
They grate my nerves
With never ending chatter

What?

Like titanium bullets, discharged at light speed
They pierce my soul
Doing damage irrespective of my defenses

Where?

Like a cheetah, stalking its prey in the wild
They hound me
Never satisfied until fresh blood is drawn

When?

Like Sahara, encroaching Savannah
They drain my strength
Thirst slaked at the expense of my sanity

Who?

Like radioactive waste, dumped on fertile ground
They corrode my thoughts
Preventing life from springing anew

How?

Like a buffalo stampede, moving as one
They crush my dreams
Obliterating anything in its path


They exist
To create our destiny
To remind us that we are human


We become and are a product of our Choices

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I hate choices.
I'm the person who goes to McDs and can't decide on what she wants.
I'm the person who goes to Macy's, shops and then spends the next week going back to the store to exchange or return everything she got.

I'm the person who has spent 2 years researching digital cameras and has YET to buy one.
I could tell you about the 3-year search for black pumps but i think u get the gen. idea.
I do well with ultimatums and one-way streets.
I adapt that is what I do.

Drop mii on Venus, and within a week I'll show you how to make pancakes from venusweed.
Presented with options, my brain goes into overdrive.
Maybe it's the lefty thing.
I either freak out or spend an inordinate amount of time reaching the same conclusion that I started out with.
I hate choices.
So yeah, now I am basically screwed, because my one-lane street has become the I-10 into Los Angeles.

MERCY!!!
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Happy Birthday to mii

Happy Birthday to mii,

I was going to write and go into this whole introspective mode but …
I was going to throw a party and invite a bunch of friends over but …
I was going to sleep the day away and drown out all my sorrow but …
I was going to scream until my loud voice became a mere whisper but …
I was going to cry all my tears so that this year will be full of joy but …
I was going to dance and move with the beat until we became one but …
I was going to sing
I was going to laugh
I was going to love
I was going to eat

Then I remembered that the day hadn’t yet begun
And technically I’m still in my mother’s womb

Oops

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Happy birthday to mii,

For I am fearfully and wonderfully made
Shaped in my mother’s womb
Thought of before the world began
Conceived in sin but born in grace

Every step ordered
Every bone crafted
Every thought considered
Every hair numbered


I am His child
A joint heir with His Son
I am His child
A joint heir with my Saviour


So I will live
I will dance
I will sing
I will hope



Yes, I will hope