Grey Matters

I am a hopeless romantic that is not in doubt. However, I also chew gum a lot and I have a few gum memories with my friends and significant other so this ad just got me. I love, love, love it. A girl. A guy. And a stick of gum. See their love story unwrap. #GiveExtragetextra https://t.co/vGIZ0mauHK — Extra Gum (@ExtraGum) October 7, 2015

I had seen one of her videos but I honestly thought she was a fluke. Then a girl on Project Fame performed -excellently I might add- her All About The Bass and I went searching for her all over again. You know that feeling when the lyrics of a song could have been written by you with the same character and attitude? That was All About The Bass for me. Suddenly I wished I had heard her when I was 21 and feeling awkward about what eventually turned out to be my gorgeous years.  I immediately downloaded her whole EP and it has been on repeat for a while. I mean what is not to love in a confident, witty, talented young woman? The album Title in my opinion, should be given to every young lady to build their confidence. It is the anthem that most young women want to recite but either do not know how to or do not have the confidence to. The title song, Title, speaks about what is commonly referred to as 'underG' in Nigeria. You are in some sort of relationship with a guy but...

I do not understand why people buy ripped jeans in the first place but buying these for £116 is beyond ridiculous.

For the first time in 6 years I saw my daughter's father. (I hate the term 'baby daddy', it seems too intimate for someone who is virtually a complete stranger.)  If it was shocking to see him after so much time, it was more shocking that he drove right beside me on the street where I live! As I stared at the car all the years of crystallized disappointment, anger, pain and hurt began to boil within me. I needed a seat. The last time I saw him was at a pub in Ikeja, GRA, Lagos, in 2009. He had invited me there to talk about the pregnancy I had informed him about earlier. I was just about 2 months gone then, if memory serves me. I was very defensive because he had been quite rude and aggressive towards me prior to this meeting. The way he acted you would have thought I found his sperm and impregnated myself. He had been screaming on the phone when I said I had no plans to do anything about the pregnancy. Really yelling. Then he had broken the news that he denied earlier, ...

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                                                         source I sometimes sit to watch cartoons with my 4 year old daughter; half the time she blackmails me into spending the time with her , and the other half of the time I tell myself I am 'monitoring' what she is watching. As far as TV offerings go, the children's stations have quite the fare: Princess Sophia, Ben 10, Batman, Dora the Explorer, Jake the (I forget what), Sheriff Callie, Scooby Doo, Sponge Bob, and so on. She loves them all but by far her favourite is the old classic Tom and Jerry. Tom and Jerry, what's not to love? Many of us grew up on the evergreen plot of a cat who can never win, chasing a mouse with evil intent. And even though a...

For some reason I remembered my first and only direct encounter with university cult members. I was living with a friend in a private hostel just outside the school gates. On the ground floor of the hostel there was a restaurant- and a salon, if I remember correctly. The restaurant served as a rendezvous for a number of us as well as a nice place to buy some inexpensive food. I had been down there that evening, standing outside the restaurant having a conversation with a friend , one gorgeous boy I had met a few weeks back through another friend, when we just saw some people running a lot of them backwards, towards our direction. I cannot remember who said it or how we knew it but immediately there was a mad dash for an exit, any exit as we realised it was an attack by cult members. Like a lot of people I ran into the restaurant, straight through to the back. At the back of the restaurant people began jumping over the fence. It was just me and one very fat boy left behind as we both...