What Do you do when you just don’t Have time to Blog

Hi,
Blogging for me is something I love to do. I mean it is a privilege to be able to share a story, an idea , an information with others.
You are making a difference in both your life and that of others. A great blessing I’d say. 

So what happens when you really have things you would love to share on your blog but you just can’t squeeze in the time. And you get alerts from new blog post from your friends from the blogosphere…
I go like heeeeheee(yoruba way of saying haaaa) 😁. Meaning that I am really far behind.

So what do you do?
1) Understand and remind yourself about why you started blogging in the first place.
2) Go visiting other bloggers. Read their post, share your thoughts and just basically support what others do. I try to do this.
3) Maintain your own pace but try and share something even If it is just a photo.
4) Seriously you must balance your life. Other areas of your life do need attention. So stop feeling guilty about not been able to post more blogs as you would like too.
5) Keep blogging, keep doing your best.

I appreciate every blogger… It’s not easy… It’s a lot of hard work. Love you loads.

Adebisi Adetunji (C)Read More »

Dear Diary…Entangled between three Men…TBEE Writes #12

jotterAfter Mom’s visit over the weekend, I couldn’t help but think about a few things she said. My life should not be this  complicated. As a girl raised in church certain things are expected but hey who says I can’t live my own life. I love DT but I also need to be careful. Surely Mom is not expecting me to break up with him. On the other hand, where is this relationship really headed? (Chuckles) I can’t seriously be thinking about the road down a commitment already, after all, I am still a 200Level undergraduate student.

DT seemed like he is serious about me with all the over protectiveness. He is kind of possessive and wants to protect me, something I enjoy anyway but sometimes I feel like he has his guys in my faculty watching me. Even when we go out to parties, he has these three friends who always surround me making jokes when he has to step out for a few minutes. I know that they are there to watch and protect me his babe. I pretend most times like I don’t know what is up. DT wanted to come checking on me on Sunday morning but I had to go to church.

We did catch up later in the afternoon. He was waiting for me outside the School chapel. I smiled when I saw him but wondered why he didn’t come to worship like the rest of us. He said there was a whole lot to clean up in his room…*Wink * but he had time to pick me up. We talked about the event of early Saturday morning and other things about school life.
I still have one big matter to settle, that’s my dad. I dread facing him again but I have no choice. Mom said I should wait for her call before coming home. “Hmmm, see me see wahala“.

As if my life is not already complicated something happened today that left me wondering why I wasn’t watchful. You see I am one of those students who mind my business. Oh, I have friends but I try not to get noticed by any of my lecturers. Some girls like Adaora will come to class looking like it’s a club night meeting and even sit in front chewing gum loudly. A few lecturers will ask her to stop or go out of their class. Going to a lecturer’s office was an exercise I do only when absolutely necessary o. So Peter our class governor, while trying to arrange the sheets of an assignment we had just submitted stumbled and down came all the sheets scattered all over the place. I was standing close to him and I immediately bent down to help him pick the sheets. After we managed to gather everything together he thanked me and asked if I could help him carry some of the sheets to Dr. Bosun’s office. Without thinking I offered to help and off we went to the fourth floor where Dr. Bosun’s office is located.

Peter is the dramatic guy in the class, he always had a funny joke to tell and people loved him. So it wasn’t surprising that he had something to say to make me laugh. We even joked about  Professor Mark the grammarian. Before we knew it we were already at the lecturer’s door. Peter entered first after knocking and then I followed right behind. Dr. Bosun was sited at his table looking through a journal or something with his bald head reflecting in the ray of light that shone through his window. “Good afternoon sir, here are the assignments for submission,” said Peter while I just mumbled a sort of greeting just wanting to drop the sheets on my hand and take off. As if he only heard my voice and not that of Peter, he looked at me and asked who I was. Peter said I was one of his students and a classmate. “Really, how come I don’t know you”, Dr. Bosun responded. The look in his eyes said there was more to his words. He asked for my name, what part of the country I was from, why I choose Psychology as a course and a whole lot of questions about me that were not really his business.

The more he asked the more uncomfortable I became. I kept thinking how did I get myself into this mess? The gist around class was the Dr. Bosun was a ladies man who liked to flirt with students and got his way with some, although he tries to cover his tracks well. Just when I was thinking of a way of escape Peter cleared his throat and said we had another lecture in 5 minutes time, that was how we escaped. But as we went out the door, Dr. Bosun said, “Miss TBEE nice meeting you, I’ll be seeing you in class, hen”.

When we finally closed the door behind us I gave Peter that look that said: “look what you’ve gotten me into”. He mouthed an apology in whispers. I told him just pray that Dr. Bosun doesn’t make me a target to be wooed o.

Later this evening DT, called to ask about how my day went and we didn’t say more than two sentences before he blurted out, “And who was that guy you were busy chatting and laughing with on the fourth floor of your department”? DT, he is my class governor and nothing more jealous lover, I replied. I thought it was a joke o but DT felt strongly about it so our phone conversation ended on a bad note.

On top of the stress, I am going through with my parents this guy wants to be giving me an attitude over a baseless suspicion. He is simply not serious and I cannot deal with this right now. I want a peaceful evening. Just when I was thinking of relaxing with a simple dinner and watching a movie, my phone rings. It was Peter, my class governor trying to apologize for what happened earlier in the day at Dr. Bosun’s office. I said it was not a big deal and he cracked a joke again. We laughed and I said goodnight. If DT even gets an inclination that he called, he is probably going to go bananas…I chuckled.
Ok dear diary, time to have some peace.

Catch up on the previous post

Dear Diary…Mom’s Tough Visit…TBEE Writes #11

Dear Diary…Emotionally disturbed…TBEE Writes #10

Word Glossary:

See me see wahala – Look what big trouble I have gotten myself into.

Babe –  pidgin  word for the affectionate word baby

Adebisi Adetunji (C)

Not Happy but Still In Love…Is this Possible?

love-and-happinessIs love tied to happiness? Yes, love does have something to do with happiness.

Do you feel happy all the time with the person you are in love with? Definitely NO!

Does that make you fall out of love with your partner? Possibly for some…

Where I’m I going with this?

I am just concerned about how we fall out of love in this generation simply because we are not feeling that happiness with our partner or spouse.
Every now and then you are here the lines: “Oh I have to be happy”, “My happiness matters”, “I have to do what makes me happy”. Did you notice the “I’s”, “My”. We are a people or should I say a generation of Me…me…me

Have you ever thought that Love is much more than what we make it be?

What is Love? Not easy to define sometimes but I’ll try

It is a good feeling: but doesn’t always feel good. So Love is more than just a feeling of butterflies

Love is a Choice: You can actually choose to love someone or choose not to. That’s when we say we fall out of love.

Love is not something out of control: So you are feeling so ecstatic about that woman/man; you can’t breathe, you can sleep, you can’t wait to be with him or her every time. Hmmm…love is definitely exciting but why does it sometimes Feazel away? Point here If he or she is married to someone better control that your love feeling or else risk becoming unhappy soon as he/she will also cheat on you soon.

Love can be pain staking/painful: Sometimes you are misunderstood for loving or your acts of love. Sometimes you have to go the extra mile to do something special. Love is willing to do so much more for the one it loves.

Love is humble: It is not self-seeking; it is not arrogant. You must know that you can be wrong so admit it when you are to your partner or spouse.

Love fights- Be very sure that you will engage in arguments and have fights with the one you love. It is perfectly normal and I don’t mean physically punching each other. So misunderstandings help you both to get to know each other as you handle your conflicts rightly.

Love is a stickler or should I say a sticker: It doesn’t just walk away simply because some things are not perfect. It doesn’t give up easily on its partner or spouse. Love is a stickler or should I say a sticker

Love is committed- Love does not stay only on days it feels good.

Is your love all about making you feel good?

Love is much more than happiness

I really don’t how to say this forgive me if it seems like I am ranting…

We need to love moreour marriages need to be more than just about ourselves and how we feel. You have a right and need to be happy in your marriage relationship but how much are you willing to give it to make it work?

Love is so much more…selfless and unselfish.
Before you walk away are you loving right?!

Adebisi Adetunji (C)

Looking for Bloggers in Ibadan – URGENT

Hi,
Are you a blogger or know any blogger who lives in Ibadan? An opportunity to make a difference and meet a notable organization seeking your creative writing skills is just one step away.

Its an opportunity to network and meet people who will enhance what you do.

Please get in touch with me via my email – bisimodupe1975@gmail.com ASAP. Send in your details, your name, phone number and blog address. Thank you… Spread the word.

Adebisi Adetunji (C)

Happy Sunday… How to have a Happy Start on Monday

Here is wishing you a peaceful Sunday
But you’ve got to prepare for a new week.

A quick reminder of things to do :
* My daughter or son will suddenly remember that their agricultural teacher asked them to plant a corn and I or their dad will just be hearing about it Sunday night while trying to relax in front of the TV! So to prevent this dramatic surprise make sure your kids have done their homework. They know how to leave this undone until Sunday night or early Monday morning. This will put you all in a cranky mode at the start of your week. Ask… Ask them… Check their note books to be sure.

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* All school uniforms or dress to be worn to school needs to be clean and ironed.

* Be sure that their socks and underwears are clean. Don’t imagine that they are… Many socks get left in school bags only to be discovered on Sunday night!

* Plan for breakfast meal for the first day of school at least if you don’t like a whole week’s timetable. And plan for lunch school take away.

* Don’t be tempted to only plan for your children… Plan for yourself too. Sort your cloths for the week too. Iron… Iron so you don’t go looking scruffy to the office.

* Remember to pack your bag. Pack your ID card, credit card, key card… All the cards… You know what I mean. You know women change bags to match their outfit each time. It can be so annoying to find out that your driver’s license is in the hand bag you used yesterday just when Road safety or patrol police stop you while driving through town.

* If you can make a list of what needs to get done on Monday… Office stuff and home chores.

Now how in heavens name is one suppose to enjoy a peaceful Sunday with all these?!!
Yaayi… Life must go on but take time out to still relax. Have a great Monday and start of the week.img_20170129_124752

Adebisi Adetunji (C)

YOU ARE A PRINCESS…NEVER BELIEVE LESS …IT DOESN’T MATTER HOW BATTERED YOU ARE

royal-princessI dressed like this to the office on Friday not really thinking about the picture my appearance painted. I got a lot of delightful greetings like these:

“You look so gorgeous”, “You look like a princess”! “You look like royalty”.
A guest in the studios thought that I must be an important personality…O yes I am Important!!
Perhaps my royal roots have something to do with this aura and dressing…

Yes, my grandfather was a king for 40years in our village- Ago Iwoye- hosting the first university in Ogun State.

grandfatherOBA D.M OSIYEMI, THE EBUMAWE OF AGO IWOYE

ENOUGH ABOUT MY LINEAGE – THIS POST IS ACTUALLY ABOUT YOU:

I want to let you know girl, woman, and lady that you are special, important and unique.
Never let anyone put you down
Never let your past put you down
Don’t allow your present circumstance or situation put you down.
YOU ARE A PRINCESS; YOU ARE ROYAL AND BEAUTIFUL

And Girl God is got a big and beautiful plan for your life!!

Adebisi Adetunji (C)