Keep on Keeping On

This is for all those who have given up even when they know they shouldn't. Am speaking to all those quasi bloggers out there who are not keeping the habit. My two very good friends Asu and Sam need to return to this world. Not that am trying to be better than them or anything.....but I want them to do this with me too, cause then I can be accountable to someone other than myself.....

Writing a blog requires probably three things:

• Consistency
• Routine
• Discipline

 Which is basically the one thing, oft repeated, in essence.

And I also wanted to indulge in some Winnie the Pooh Quotes today, so hope you enjoy:

• Its more fun to talk with someone who doesn't use long, difficult words but rather short, easy words such as 'What about lunch?'
• You can't stay in the corner of the Forest waiting for others to come to you. You have to go to them sometimes.
• Sometimes if you stand at the bottom rail of a bridge and lean over to watch the river slowly slipping away beneath you, you will suddenly know everything there is to be known.

Finally, a sweet little song related to my blog name:

Musically Speaking

Well today has been a real 'angsty' day, you know the sort when you feel like you are a Ms Antsy Pants, if there is such a thing. In other words, I am so restless and humans around me are acting the same; tired,irritable and suffering from achy bones,it should be coined the end month blues or something. The only thing soothing enough is music. Such as the like of the below tunes:

Foster the People's I Would do Anything for You sets the tone for the day, giving me that loving feeling. Its an ' I've just fallen in love and it feels so damn good' anthem.

Now this one by Color me Badd- Sexual Capacity, takes me way back and it reminds me of days when I was introduced to some good ol' tracks. Thanks big bro! I know my brother had their poster on his wall in the early nineties.

Now this is a real find, but it is probably Yo La Tengo's most famous song. And my my my, is it not the sweetest.  To me it speaks of true surrender and vulnerability in a relationship.

You really cannot speak of love 'ballads'-how would you classify this genre of music?- without a classic from Sade. Enough said.

 And lastly another oldie but goodie from my younger days that reminds me that everyone needs and actually deserves some good love in their lives, yes even you and me... and Shola Ama of course...


So here's to the end of a restless day and a link to all those who may think I am trying to be a poser or rather ' too indie', I gotta laugh at myself hey....

Short Outfits for Short People and then Some Inspirational Shorts

So since I've been looking, I've being seeing that mostly all around me are kindred female spirits in shortness. Being height challenged is a common thing in the circles I frequent. Though I still manage to loom over my little subjects.... They do believe am a lanky lass but in truth am a stickler for high heels, I mean who would not love these beauties?:

Another high note to being on the petite side of the populace is the little skirts and little dresses. Obviously these go with the territory, the territory of your legs looking much much longer than they actually are. And fooling everyone that you are leaner and taller than what you really look like in the shower. I started realizing this seemingly magic trick when I padded around in bare feet in my apartment, eliciting surprised looks from my house guests at how miniscule I am in IRL. Check out my trusted companions:

Voices of the Underground

It is true, when you hit around 12 years as a young female, you slowly start to lose that strong sense of self that peaked at around age 9, this according to a survey. It happened to me as well, growing up. I knew who I was. I was strong. I had a mind of my own and I never once doubted myself-not that I have any memories to prove otherwise. I was intelligent, creative and brave. The world really was my oyster. And more to that everyone loved me. And I knew I was beautiful without it being confirmed to be by anyone.

So how and why did it all start going downhill-this unshakable strength that I had?All I remember was becoming surprisingly insecure over things I thought I had control of before, my body, my smarts, my personality. Its like the world I had before teenage hood was slowly crumbling before my eyes and I was sure would inevitably lose control of everything. High school was easier for the sole reason that I was not a loner anymore. It eased the confusion and awkwardness somewhat. Because I met other awkward loners and was thus saved from being so self aware.

But after high school, college years brought the dark side in. I got wilder, not because I was restricted before, but just because I felt like getting out of my head, falling in love and slacking off. And all this I did, later coming out of it bruised, not really nostalgic for those college years. Now in the real world, growth has been slow but tremendous. And this so called independence thrust upon my shoulders has forced me to take a long hard look at myself. Which in my mid twenties feels more like a mid life crisis.

So I explain my sort of point of view  for anyone who feels sort of confused like me. Out of University, starting out at new careers, nearing the time to settle down. There is a lot out there for teens or married folks, but what about us, the in betweens? Let me continue trying to navigate my way around to getting some answers,while signing off with a lovely video that could in some way vaguely relate to this post....