Life happens + Dancing +....

Na wa o. February don reach already. It's just like yesterday we were talking about New Year resolutions. Remember those? How are you doing with them resolutions? Thus far, I'll say that I'm pretty pleased with myself for the effort I've put into my resolutions. I haven't kept ALL of them, but I've done enough to earn a solid C.

I've spent the entire weekend indoors. I decided to make a new video for you all :p. Here is my attempt at butchering dancing Kuduro. I love Angolan dance and music. In my next life, I will be half Angolan and half Nigerian. I threw in some Azonto too.




I recently ran into two friends from my college days and I was surprised by the turns their lives have taken. I met these two guys separately at a Christian youth convention I went to a few years ago. One of the guys is Nigerian (Igbo) while the other one is Ghanaian. Along the way, they each wanted to become more than just friends. Now if I was straight, there is no doubt I would have chosen the Igbo guy immediately over the Ghanaian guy, and this is not because of nationality o. There really was no comparison between the two guys.

The Igbo guy was tall, athletic (played football), career and purpose driven, intelligent, had strong Christian beliefs and good core values. Plus he spoke fluent Igbo and was knowledgeable and passionate about Nigeria, Nigerian history and Igbo history (honestly, I find knowledge of Nigerian history very attractive in anybody).

As for the Ghana guy, em, let me just say the only category in which he really compared with Igbo guy was in his love for God.

Anyway, I was friends with these guys for a while, and at some point when it became apparent that they were permanently friend zoned, they slowly disconnected from me.

When I ran into Igbo guy, he told me he is no longer a Christian; that he doesn't believe in Jesus/ God, blah blah blah. He went into this whole intellectual discussion on how and why he came to this new position. He made a lot of arguments against Christianity. To say that I was surprised is an understatement. In my mind I was like, chai, is this what I would have dealt with assuming I entered a long relationship with him?

As for Ghana guy, I was pleased with the changes in his life. He is not taller, skinnier (he actually gained a whole lot of weight) or any more handsome than when I knew him, but he is more driven spiritually and otherwise. He went back to school to study something different and now he has switched careers to something he actually likes to do. Plus he is also now a pastor-- a good pastor, at least from what I could tell from the external exemplary life he lives.

Have a beautiful week and go make that kash.

P.S: I'm grateful to Baba God for another month of good mental health :). I remember a time when I thought that I could never be happy again, that depression would never leave. And therapist didn't help by telling me it is a possibility. She went through a list of famous people who battled with depression throughout their entire lives.  She recently called to check up with me and ask why I stopped coming over. I told her therapy made me feel like a victim. I also almost said something about having a crush on her. She said I should come back to therapy and that we will only talk about happy things. In my mind I was like see this woman o, thunder fire you. I think some therapist thrive on hearing negative news (well, it's their way of making money). My therapist was 50-50. For half the time, we would talk about good stuff like maybe tips to manage depression or girls and then she would just switch to the negative: "tell me about that time when you were suicidal" or "tell me about your thoughts when you were depressed for two full weeks." Geez, thanks a lot. You think I like to recall that?