Decisions = Incisions

hey good people of blogsville,
please lemme know if there is any other person who has thesame issues i have with making decisions. I really need to know because it's becoming a thorn in my otherwise rosy life, and i fear it's peculiar to me alone ("there is no greater fear than the fear of believing a particular problem is peculiar to one alone! same as there is no greater hype than the hype of believing that a particular great thing is peculiar to one alone" my quote).

the
long and
short of this
narrative is that
i hate making decisions!
it's a procedure that i really co-
nsider painful as having incisions cut
into the most sensitive part of my delicate
skin! recently, i had to decide which department
i'd like to work with at the agency (mind you, i was very
lucky to even have the option of choosing, and i almost blew it).
This might sound immodest but it's true, I am one of those people who
are actually good at many things and have nary a one best talent or favorite
thing! so, when i was given the options of working in either the creative
dept(wrote the test and passed), or working in the client service
dept,or the HR dept, i totally went into numb mode! it is
such a major decision because i just completed d
youth service program, so whatever i dec-
on will most likely be a career path
for life! i got so worried about
making this life altering
decision(u can laff
all u want but
i'm dead
s
e
r
i
o
u
s
!
anyway, I finally settled for HR and believe me , it's not because i got some powerful revelation during the night or sth. I settled for it because i served in that dept and thank God for the overflogged cliche "the devil you know..."

Oh wait! something just came up that'll probably change my career path yet again! and this time for the better, wow, i'll blog about it layta peeps... i just had a sort of interview/meeting with the GMD and it really sounds good to me...

Blog, Schmog

Hope u are wondering WTF is she on about?

cuz am wondering tooo...lol. those words just sound right for a title.

I just replied one of Ibiluv's blogs where she expressed her likeness to and for Beyonce, and in my reply , i clearly displayed my beef. yea, Beyonce is hot and she knows it, which is really alright by me, but there is just this "destructive achiever" vibe i get from her that doesnt go down well with my bolus of eba! and for want of sth less bitchy, i'll say Beyonce thinks she "pisses eau de cologne and shits Ferrero Rocher chocolates"! vindictive much? u ask, maybe... but i dont feel that way about Halle Berry (who is absosugarlutely gorgeous) or Julia Roberts, or Salma Hayek (who's totally sultry), or even Jlo! to mention a few.

anyway,that is all beside the point...

why
is it that
before i come
online, i have terrific
ideas in my head to blog
about, but as soon as i get here,
they all fizzle out of my now-suspiciously
porous brain! i have always regarded meself,
and so do some other pple, as possessing a fantastic
memory! i even like to think that were I a memory card
or jump drive (as a friend of mine calls it), I would have limitless
gigabytes or "hegabytes", "jezabytes" or whatchumacallitsbytes! but
here I am, so totally vapor headed, i'm ...vapor headed! cant even think of
an adjective. Whatevs sha, i remember saying that i'll write about an eventful
day at work. I work in HR/Admin in my agency, which means that i get to sit in for
the frontdesk chic when she's under the weather (which isnt often, God be thanked!).
So this fateful day (the day before i said i'll write about this eventually), i get to work, settle
in and my boss tells me " u'll be sitting at the front desk today", i groan and roll my eyes and tried, oh how i tried, to weasle my way out of it, but my boss said i had to with that look on
his face that he gets when he's really pissed at me when i try to pull girly stunts on him
( i swear the man is totally immune to EVERY girly charm possible!). So i pack my
stuff and slink off with my tail btw my legs to the freaking front desk, the whole
time cursing all the greek gods of ill health who caused this to happen. Little
did i know that i was in for a worse fate! i hadnt even put down my stuff
when someone calls and i go " hi frontdesk" and the person says
"where is Lat?" that's the frontdesk girl, and i reply bitchily
"she says she's ill", and the person goes, ok, call 000000
for me, thanx. I'm about to do that, when the next call
comes in, thesame dialogue ensues and as if i didnt
have to act like an octopus already, a guy walks
in, totally cocky and obnoxiously asks me
for my boss, i had no choice but to smile
and say good morning and politely
tell him "he is in meeting", while
on the inside i'm hitting him
over the head with the
phone box! vicious
eh? ooohhhhh
GTG, my boss....

Of movies, novels and fragrances

Wacked title right?

i know... it's just that i have been so busy all day today that i cant even write what i actually planned to write.

My title came from the fact that i spent the whole weekend watching movies and reading a novel (the funny Irish sort) and i actually enjoyed meself.
the movies yea? August Rush and (dont laff at me now) Shrek 3, i know Shrek 3's been out for like ever, and i am rather behind (that's what my friend and colleague at work Zamakus said when i told her excitedly about my weekend! she totally flooded my parade, the silly girl!)
So i just saw after a long time, so what? maybe if i'd seen it earlier, i wouldnt have enjoyed it as much...duh!

The fragrances? hmmm... I just came in contact with SJP's Covet and am totally madly in love, it's like a cross btw Lancome's Miracle and Tresor, spicy, exotic and madly sexy! then I came in contact with Versace Woman today, a guy at work smelt it on me and just made me feel like a superwoman because he was so into it...

GTG now peeps, will continue tomorrow hope fooly ...

A CASE OF THE SHITS!

can you imagine what it feels like to wake up in the wee hours, say 3am, with a blacksmith at work somewhere in my frontal lobe, to a hot, dark room (which means somewhere during the nyt the lights went out and my fan stopped blowing its almost-hot air!) with a bad case of the shits! only to get to the loo and find that water's stopped running as well! talk about Murphy's law (which by the way in nigerianese would be "things fall apart" or maybe Chinua Achebe's law)!! I was instantly wary of what sorta day today would turn out to be, cuz I mean it's not even morning yet and all these have come up... Scheisse!

I stayed awake till 5ish thinking of the different things i'll like to blog about... and i really cldnt come up with anything be'er than this.

OMG! this is my first real blog and am talking all crass and having a rage black-out! Sorry peeps, at least if only for today I should be all ladylike and sophisticated u know, form a little. I know they say xter is like smoke and the thin veneer of "toucheness" would eventually fade off, still it shouldnt stop me from making an effort abi?

Anyway, it's bordering on 3pm and i have succeeded in not permitting Murphy to control my day. The blacksmith's gone on break after two paracetamol soldiers charged it with trespassing and flooded his workstation with lot of water (all that took place in my head?!), I still have a minor case of the shits but it hasnt deterred me from having a nice lunch, all consequences be damned plus there is no such thing as heat at work, infact i've had to switch off the AC at least twice today. So there Murphy, i think ur law's wacked.

Work's been great so far today, nothing eventful's happened. yesterday was something else though, i'll write all about that layta.

E tutto per oggi (in english, that's all for today)
stay tuned, who knows? i might get inspired to write something really interesting...lol

Everything!

hi all!
i am really new at this so i'm hoping to cut my teeth real soon and not make a mess of it too...lol!
to the already existing bloggers in the house, i doff my hat! and to neophytes like me i say "hey, nice to know am not alone!"
i titled this "everything" because my blogspot is going to be about any- and everything i can think about...
stuff that happen to me, stuff that inspire me, stuff that messed me up etc.
my name is Adeola and my blogname's Smaragd (which is actually german for emerald and which also happens to be my birthstone).
i must confess i really dont know how this works... so HELP!!!!!!!!