<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8601830997788768908</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:58:20.819-08:00</updated><category term='computer crash'/><category term='miami'/><category term='hurricane'/><category term='memory lane'/><category term='start'/><category term='banquet'/><category term='awards'/><category term='class or culture'/><category term='hurricane dean'/><category term='powder puff'/><category term=':('/><category term='school'/><category term='double standard'/><category term='apartment'/><category term='last day of class'/><category term='mini3'/><title type='text'>heart of the matter</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Saint T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12332350133986983220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8601830997788768908.post-3139493475412790272</id><published>2009-08-20T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T12:03:50.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not sure why I'm writing</title><content type='html'>Hello peeps,&lt;br /&gt;Haven't written on this wall in ages...not sure why i'm writing&lt;br /&gt;Ithink it's coz i'm studying again in the lib... kina brings back memories of when I first started blogging- in school while studying in the lib&lt;br /&gt;So many things have happened since the last time I was here...over a yr ago&lt;br /&gt;God has been so faithful to me and all those around me&lt;br /&gt;My one friend is engaged, another just got her green card, one passed all her boards and is now a pharmacist, one graduated from her masters, another got her work permit at the last minute! etc&lt;br /&gt;God has been faithful to my family too...I am grateful&lt;br /&gt;And even in my life, God had seen me through 2 board exams that i've passed, another is coming up and I know He is able&lt;br /&gt;I am still looking up to Him to perfect all that concerns me&lt;br /&gt;Over these months I've met so many interesting pple...and "potentials" too!&lt;br /&gt;...even though some of them never made it to "kinetic" hehe&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my sewing has brought me so much joy!&lt;br /&gt;I love that I can just think it up and create it&lt;br /&gt;my most satisfaction is when I sew for my friends and they just love it!&lt;br /&gt;I shld put up a few pictures&lt;br /&gt;Over the past months I have also loved, been hurt, moved on, circled, cried, laughed, wished... and so many emotions&lt;br /&gt;I will keep the details to my anonymous blog :)&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I could take a few things back, but I never would have known, right?&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm considering loving again...&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it is a bad idea given what I had to go through&lt;br /&gt;But I am stronger than what most pple know and I surprise myself too&lt;br /&gt;I know God has got my back though and He will chase any "wolf" far from me before I allow myself go&lt;br /&gt;... the thought/possibility of moving to naija keeps crossing my mind every so often nowadays&lt;br /&gt;I know I want to go home and serve... we'll see what God has in store after that&lt;br /&gt;I also have a lot on my plate now: exams, applying, graduation etc&lt;br /&gt;It is well&lt;br /&gt;Ok, having been as vague as possible, I will now end this entry and go back to studying&lt;br /&gt;...Q: do you believe in true love?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8601830997788768908-3139493475412790272?l=sainttee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/feeds/3139493475412790272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8601830997788768908&amp;postID=3139493475412790272&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/3139493475412790272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/3139493475412790272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/2009/08/not-sure-why-im-writing.html' title='Not sure why I&apos;m writing'/><author><name>Saint T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12332350133986983220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8601830997788768908.post-7448487094824903139</id><published>2008-02-25T17:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T18:09:49.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!!</title><content type='html'>Wow!&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe this is my 1st post this year!&lt;br /&gt;I've really been slacking o&lt;br /&gt;anyways, it feels good to be writing again&lt;br /&gt;Not that I have anything in particular to write about&lt;br /&gt;But lets see where this rambling gets us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've been busy a lot lately with school&lt;br /&gt;Writing my 1st board exam in about a month, yikes!&lt;br /&gt;Its exciting that I'm making progress in school...and also exciting that i'll be done sooner than later!&lt;br /&gt;So my schedule is a 6 day schedule where my day starts around 8/9 and ends around 10pm&lt;br /&gt;I take Sundays off so that I can have something to look forward to!&lt;br /&gt;...and also so that I can go to the mall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did something exciting today!&lt;br /&gt;I have 3 projects I want to work on this year...ok, maybe 4&lt;br /&gt;1 of them is to learn how to ride a bike...thats for the summer! can't wait&lt;br /&gt;(next year, i'll learn how to swim!)&lt;br /&gt;The other 3 are more of my hobbies...that I want to get a formal education on&lt;br /&gt;One of them is tailoring...almost got started with that last year but the class got cancelled as they didn't have enough students enrolled...so I had to go return my sewing machine...but not until I'd made a dress from a pattern!&lt;br /&gt;(i won't even wear that dress to sleep...might have nigthmares!)&lt;br /&gt;But trust Momsy now, once I told her I enrolled in sewing classes, she sent like 4 material to me to practice with! I have since taken them to the tailors and made outfits with them!&lt;br /&gt;The second hobby I want to get trained in is photography!&lt;br /&gt;i've been loving that since high school...I was one of the few people that owned a camera then, and my physics teacher, who used to "wash" the films for us always told me how well I took pictures...maybe he was being nice...but i've loved the idea of having a dark room since then to "wash" my own pictures...but we are now in the age of digital photography...so i'll blend in&lt;br /&gt;The 3rd, which is the one i'm starting a class in is one I just within the past few years develop a growing passion for&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited! I can't wait to start!&lt;br /&gt;Classes begin next month! Its kina price...couple of thousands...but i know it'll pay off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that class an my upcoming trip to Naija is what has been keeping me motivated!&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait...especially the Naija trip!&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been home in 7 yrs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told you i'd find something tangible to talk about amidst the rambling&lt;br /&gt;...off to my books I go again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8601830997788768908-7448487094824903139?l=sainttee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/feeds/7448487094824903139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8601830997788768908&amp;postID=7448487094824903139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/7448487094824903139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/7448487094824903139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!!'/><author><name>Saint T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12332350133986983220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8601830997788768908.post-4998739369477669507</id><published>2007-12-14T13:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T13:43:30.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Foolish Mistake</title><content type='html'>So I went to my first game ever last night&lt;br /&gt;It was the Heat vs Wizards game...and it was awesome&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the Miami Heats lost but my experience was beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Nothing prepared me for the sight as I entered the court from the VIP lounge&lt;br /&gt;yeah, VIP&lt;br /&gt;My friend's childhood friend just started playing for the Heats&lt;br /&gt;So my friend gets about 3 VIP tickets per game&lt;br /&gt;We drove through the traffic of cars and people heading to the game&lt;br /&gt;and made our way to the back of the American Airlines Arena&lt;br /&gt;where all the players park thier cars&lt;br /&gt;Then we were ushered into the lounge after a minor security check&lt;br /&gt;That was beautiful in itself&lt;br /&gt;But the breath-taking part was walking through that passage where the players come onto the court from...&lt;br /&gt;It was so unexpected&lt;br /&gt;Coming from all the dim light of the lounge and into this huge court with flood lights as bright as day&lt;br /&gt;and then walking behind the players to get to our seat&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;We had a great view from the Sec 109 we were seated and I quickly looked for my favorite player- Shaq&lt;br /&gt;He was there, in all his glory&lt;br /&gt;He took off his jumpers and got on the field, he was playing the 1st half&lt;br /&gt;I learnt a lot during the game to the embarassment of my host...lol&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why they let the opposite team take free shots...its because the other team has "offended" someone ...lol&lt;br /&gt;During half time, we headed to the VIP lounge and I'm sure many people there were famous&lt;br /&gt;Didn't recognise any though hehe&lt;br /&gt;Headed back to the court to watch the second half&lt;br /&gt;Some crazy fan that was painted in what looked like blood (to represent the Heat, I suppose) was charging to the front but he was quickly apprehended and taken away&lt;br /&gt;The game ended with the Heat losing to the Wizards, but it was ok, I still love them anyways&lt;br /&gt;We headed back to the lounge and who do we see?&lt;br /&gt;Jammie Foxx&lt;br /&gt;He looked a lot skinnier in person&lt;br /&gt;I went up to him, said hello, after fighting to the army of girls that were carressing him&lt;br /&gt;I asked for a picture and he obliged...so we did&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, we headed to the parking lot&lt;br /&gt;My friend wanted to sign some autographs...&lt;br /&gt;We gave the Valet guy our ticket and he brought our car...a far cry from the other cars in the garage...but who cared? lol&lt;br /&gt;Joel Anthony, my friends friend came out first&lt;br /&gt;He was looking all sharp in his grey suit&lt;br /&gt;Exchanged pleasantries, took a pic and was chit chatting&lt;br /&gt;Then came Earl Barron&lt;br /&gt;I have met tall people...but dang....that guy was Tall!&lt;br /&gt;He was walking towards us so when he got close to us&lt;br /&gt;My friend approached him for an autograph&lt;br /&gt;He obliged and then I asked for a picture&lt;br /&gt;It was a lovely picture...we look so cute together...lol&lt;br /&gt;He stayed on for a second and then I said bye...and half ran, half walked away...lol&lt;br /&gt;So my friend was like I should have asked for his number&lt;br /&gt;really? Funny thing is it didn't even cross my mind&lt;br /&gt;Am I a slacker? or am I just plain slow?...lol&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to be a groupie or embarass Joel&lt;br /&gt;But thinking back now, that would not have been a bad connection to have!&lt;br /&gt;bite me!!!&lt;br /&gt;The other players began to filter out and we got more autographs and pictures&lt;br /&gt;Then came Shaq...he was packing face men!&lt;br /&gt;All of them were, they lost the game but Shaq's face coulda killed&lt;br /&gt;but me I needed my picture...crap!&lt;br /&gt;My friend asked him for his autograph, he obliged and then I asked to get a picture&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was so nervous...we couldn't find the damned camera!&lt;br /&gt;We eventually did and I got my picture&lt;br /&gt;Wished it was a better shot but the one I got will do just fine&lt;br /&gt;We got to see thier wives and kids too&lt;br /&gt;Our mission being accomplished, we drove home&lt;br /&gt;All feeling very star-stricken...lol&lt;br /&gt;One thing I know for sure is that Sagamu did not prepare me for a night like yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NB: Pics will be on FB soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8601830997788768908-4998739369477669507?l=sainttee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/feeds/4998739369477669507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8601830997788768908&amp;postID=4998739369477669507&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/4998739369477669507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/4998739369477669507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/2007/12/foolish-mistake.html' title='A Foolish Mistake'/><author><name>Saint T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12332350133986983220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8601830997788768908.post-410783454283981028</id><published>2007-09-21T14:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T14:27:34.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clinic Today</title><content type='html'>Hello guys,&lt;br /&gt;How have you all been?&lt;br /&gt;Its been such a while since I wrote on this thing&lt;br /&gt;But I feel it might be helpful for me to write today&lt;br /&gt;I had my first Clinic in Miami today&lt;br /&gt;He was not my first patient, I've had a couple in Dom&lt;br /&gt;But he was my first patient here...and the one with the saddest case&lt;br /&gt;He a young handsome hispanic male&lt;br /&gt;(I really am not allowed to disclose much...HIPAA)&lt;br /&gt;When my partner and I started interviewing him&lt;br /&gt;He said he was brought in by his step son because he was becoming too forgetful&lt;br /&gt;But he was not clear as to how and when it started&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it turned out he had HIV encaphalopathy&lt;br /&gt;That means his disease had progressed to a stage where it was now messing with his brain cells&lt;br /&gt;He also had HSV-II ( Herpes Simplex Virus-2)&lt;br /&gt;He was just like any other regular guy&lt;br /&gt;Had a happy healthy family&lt;br /&gt;Had moved to FL at the age of 18 to get a better life, etc&lt;br /&gt;He was very optimistic though&lt;br /&gt;He kept saying he was leaving the hospital soon that he was only waiting for his insurance to pay up so that he could go back home&lt;br /&gt;But the truth people, is that he's never going home again!&lt;br /&gt;He will remain in a nursing home for the rest of his life&lt;br /&gt;Because he now has demensia and retrograde anmnesia&lt;br /&gt;He will not rememeber to take his meds, or use the bathroom by himself, etc&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it people...&lt;br /&gt;Pls, pls, pls....its not worth it&lt;br /&gt;be health smart...HIV no dey show for face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, i feel much better&lt;br /&gt;Other stuvs are going on but i'll have to yarn y'all later&lt;br /&gt;BTW, my landlady is a b****!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8601830997788768908-410783454283981028?l=sainttee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/feeds/410783454283981028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8601830997788768908&amp;postID=410783454283981028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/410783454283981028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/410783454283981028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/2007/09/clinic-today.html' title='Clinic Today'/><author><name>Saint T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12332350133986983220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8601830997788768908.post-2170477038734136485</id><published>2007-08-16T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T08:28:40.140-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurricane dean'/><title type='text'>America We Hail Thee</title><content type='html'>Chai...&lt;br /&gt;So I told you guys there's a hurricane Dean coming our way&lt;br /&gt;Here's an email they sent to us in school:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The American Embassy will be sending a plane to pick up any American citizen that might want to leave the Island today&lt;br /&gt;Please call the office of student affairs if you want to be on this flight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha! so what happens to the remaining people that are not US citizens?&lt;br /&gt;How come the Nigerian embassy is not doing the same thing?&lt;br /&gt;Don't we matter? Who is looking out for us?&lt;br /&gt;You gotta love America men!&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what anyone says...they always look out for thier own&lt;br /&gt;No matter where you are in the world, if you register with the US embassy in that area&lt;br /&gt;They will always get you out of any quanta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pple, I need your prayer once again&lt;br /&gt;Potbelly just called me now and asked if I wanted to be on that flight&lt;br /&gt;I told him I'll stay...&lt;br /&gt;I am beginning to get concerned!&lt;br /&gt;I've gone to get my supplies and I will be staying in my apartment with Inem&lt;br /&gt;She's a Naija girl that stays at the unit above me&lt;br /&gt;We are expected to be locked in for 3 days&lt;br /&gt;We might lose power, phone and internet&lt;br /&gt;I believe God will be here with us&lt;br /&gt;But you can call this number at NJ for more info during the storm: 732 978 5300&lt;br /&gt;Ajala also has the email address...&lt;br /&gt;my bro doesn't know coz I don't want my mom to know&lt;br /&gt;my dad knows though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later guys...&lt;br /&gt;I will be back!  amen!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8601830997788768908-2170477038734136485?l=sainttee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/feeds/2170477038734136485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8601830997788768908&amp;postID=2170477038734136485&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/2170477038734136485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/2170477038734136485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/2007/08/america-we-hail-thee.html' title='America We Hail Thee'/><author><name>Saint T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12332350133986983220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8601830997788768908.post-2222501338486699782</id><published>2007-08-15T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T08:48:03.469-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mini3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurricane'/><title type='text'>Just To Testify</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to testify that God is good&lt;br /&gt;He is able to make everything alright&lt;br /&gt;He is so faithful, even in my unfaithfulness&lt;br /&gt;When you feel like you're at your lowest&lt;br /&gt;That is when God will pick you up&lt;br /&gt;And put you on His shoulder&lt;br /&gt;And then He makes everything ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my post yesterday, I still could not study&lt;br /&gt;So I kept playing solitaire...lol&lt;br /&gt;Then potbelly called me and I told him what crappy day I was having&lt;br /&gt;He decided to come over so that we could go over questions like we normally do before the exam&lt;br /&gt;He came around 7 and we studied till about 10:30-11pm&lt;br /&gt;Then I studied some more till 12midnight&lt;br /&gt;I prayed and went to bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and reviewed some more&lt;br /&gt;I am just pleased to tell you that ALL that we studied was on the exam today!&lt;br /&gt;Is that not God?&lt;br /&gt;God allowed me to do in one day what other have been doing in one week!&lt;br /&gt;I honestly think God is very partial to me...lol&lt;br /&gt;as in He's always looking out for me&lt;br /&gt;no matter how "prodigal" I go on Him...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have one more to go&lt;br /&gt;This semester I had 10 exams and 3 papers&lt;br /&gt;And the last one is next week!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait...I know God's grace will be sufficient for me on that one too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other interesting notes,&lt;br /&gt;We have a hurricane coming our way!&lt;br /&gt;It's called Hurricane Dean...and they say it should be here by friday&lt;br /&gt;It has actually started raining!&lt;br /&gt;We are supposed to find a buddy and stock up on food and water, etc&lt;br /&gt;It's kina exciting, kina scary&lt;br /&gt;I just don't want my mom to find out coz she'll freak out!...lol&lt;br /&gt;The last time she came to visit, the night she arrived there was an earthquake!&lt;br /&gt;She was like "oya, we're going home"...lol&lt;br /&gt;my mom...my darling mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm off to bed now...didn't get much sleep last night&lt;br /&gt;And thanks for your concerns, everyone that was concerned and called me yesterday&lt;br /&gt;May God visit you when you're down too...amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8601830997788768908-2222501338486699782?l=sainttee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/feeds/2222501338486699782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8601830997788768908&amp;postID=2222501338486699782&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/2222501338486699782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/2222501338486699782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/2007/08/just-to-testify.html' title='Just To Testify'/><author><name>Saint T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12332350133986983220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8601830997788768908.post-3007107242594316727</id><published>2007-08-14T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T08:53:23.659-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':('/><title type='text'>One of those days</title><content type='html'>I'm so upset right now&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crying, maybe I'm crying&lt;br /&gt;It's just one of those days when everything seems to be coming together at the same time&lt;br /&gt;Its school&lt;br /&gt;Its family&lt;br /&gt;Its finances&lt;br /&gt;Its...life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd really like to expand but this is a public blog&lt;br /&gt;I've been having this constant non stop headache for the past couple of days&lt;br /&gt;and no matter what I take its still lingering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm unhappy because the person I love most in this world is unhappy&lt;br /&gt;And the person causing the unhappiness is my other most favorite person in this world&lt;br /&gt;I just wish everything will work out&lt;br /&gt;and we can all stop making each other unhappy:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing that's making me unhappy is that someone just requested another large sum of money from me&lt;br /&gt;If I don't find it soon, I'll lose something that I've been working on for a while&lt;br /&gt;And I don't have the money right now&lt;br /&gt;And I'm worried as to where I'll get it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I have a major exam tomorrow that I feel I'll never be ready for&lt;br /&gt;And nothing stresses my out more than school&lt;br /&gt;I feel that is the only thing in my life I really have control over&lt;br /&gt;(by God's grace)&lt;br /&gt;And when I feel I'm loosing grip of it, I freak out!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am beginning to freak out right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this darn headache won't go away!&lt;br /&gt;arrggghhhh!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8601830997788768908-3007107242594316727?l=sainttee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/feeds/3007107242594316727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8601830997788768908&amp;postID=3007107242594316727&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/3007107242594316727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/3007107242594316727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-of-those-days.html' title='One of those days'/><author><name>Saint T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12332350133986983220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8601830997788768908.post-588240867482916145</id><published>2007-08-09T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T14:47:11.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Buffday Gurl!</title><content type='html'>Go shordy&lt;br /&gt;It's your birthday&lt;br /&gt;We gon parry like&lt;br /&gt;It's your birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls everyone one o, help me and wish the only Queen in my life a very happy birthday o!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....my love, you are getting old o&lt;br /&gt;You need to sit down and really consider your life o&lt;br /&gt;What have you accomplished in ALL these years you've been here?&lt;br /&gt;ehn?, all your mates are now grandmother's&lt;br /&gt;you're still doing yanger all over the place&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beg no kill me o!&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe... you know I'm older than you now&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just wanted to welcome you to the club!&lt;br /&gt;And if any of those thoughts ever crop up in your mind&lt;br /&gt;(not like the crop up in my mind or anything like that...weird)&lt;br /&gt;Just tell your mind all these beautiful things about yourself&lt;br /&gt;You are very beautiful, both inside and out&lt;br /&gt;You are very generous, both materially and otherwise&lt;br /&gt;You are grounded, in character and in values&lt;br /&gt;You have a wonderful family that adores you&lt;br /&gt;You are such a great friend...thanks for all these years&lt;br /&gt;You are well read ...and still reading&lt;br /&gt;And so much more!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to tell you that I love you&lt;br /&gt;and I appreciate all we've been through together&lt;br /&gt;and yes, we have been through so much together!&lt;br /&gt;It's been such a blessing knowing you!&lt;br /&gt;You're real...and that's what I like best about you&lt;br /&gt;You're one person I can tell pretty much anything to&lt;br /&gt;without having to sugar coat it&lt;br /&gt;because I know you'll understand, and listen, and not judge&lt;br /&gt;and then you'll give your 2 cents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go!&lt;br /&gt;Now you know it all!&lt;br /&gt;Love you girl and have the best of the year&lt;br /&gt;...and looking forward to more life moments with you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other friendship notes,&lt;br /&gt;My dearest friend and guru&lt;br /&gt;The sister that I never had is going home today&lt;br /&gt;She will be gone for 2 whole weeks!&lt;br /&gt;Ha! how am I meant to cope?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, she's my can't-make-a-decision-till-I-talk-to-my-guru friend!&lt;br /&gt;Ist was Kay, and now Tolani&lt;br /&gt;In fact, that Naija, I have to go there soon&lt;br /&gt;There's something there that's just calling all my beloved ones to it&lt;br /&gt;She seemed excited though!&lt;br /&gt;And she'll be meeting my mom for the 1st time!&lt;br /&gt;my mom can't wait to see her either!&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the Naija crew, sha make sure y'all bring back my designer baffs when you get back&lt;br /&gt;otherwise, you might not be feeling as much love from me anymore&lt;br /&gt;(not that I'm superficial or anything&lt;br /&gt;or that I love my clothes more than my sister-friend or brother&lt;br /&gt;or anything like that)&lt;br /&gt;Sha bring back my baffs and all will be well!&lt;br /&gt;lol...told you guys I kill myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks...gasta go study now&lt;br /&gt;for some reason everyone else is&lt;div 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T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12332350133986983220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8601830997788768908.post-7045628070535181226</id><published>2007-08-08T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T11:49:43.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Littles things</title><content type='html'>I got this note from someone yesterday&lt;br /&gt;...not even someone I really talk to o!&lt;br /&gt;I just thought it was really sweet, it made my day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello friend,&lt;br /&gt;lol. I just wanted to say that I think you are what every person strives to be (lol). You seem to be at peace at all times, I've never seen you without a big smile on your face that just radiates. I want to live in peace like you do one day, feeling completely at peace... I see you and I see God's work in you, it's makes me believe more and more. I'm gonna pray for you, I hope you pray for me to... And please tell me you are going to Florida and that we'll be friends forever.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Cxxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I later saw him on my way to dinner&lt;br /&gt;I gave him a bear hug...lol&lt;br /&gt;He was so shy, he's in my class too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I told potbelly&lt;br /&gt;He said "how come it's only white boys that like you in this school?"&lt;br /&gt;I said its because there are only 2 black guys in the whole school&lt;br /&gt;and one of them is gay!&lt;br /&gt;He said, "O, is S*** gay?"&lt;br /&gt;Idiot!&lt;br /&gt;Me I just think he has bellus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just thought I'd share&lt;br /&gt;Life's little blessings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8601830997788768908-7045628070535181226?l=sainttee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8601830997788768908.post-1399611072694879633</id><published>2007-08-07T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T11:03:59.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it Out!</title><content type='html'>I think I should have studied philosophy in school&lt;br /&gt;but its ok though, I might go back for my masters&lt;br /&gt;right after an associate degree in Tailoring :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought about it?&lt;br /&gt;Anything that comes out of you relieves you&lt;br /&gt;When you pee&lt;br /&gt;When you poop&lt;br /&gt;When you fart&lt;br /&gt;When you cough up a sputum&lt;br /&gt;When you cry&lt;br /&gt;When you share a secret&lt;br /&gt;When you vent&lt;br /&gt;When you scream&lt;br /&gt;When you sneeze&lt;br /&gt;When you sweat&lt;br /&gt;When you tell someone the way you feel about them&lt;br /&gt;Plus some other things I'd like to leave to your imagination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the opposite is true&lt;br /&gt;if you hold any of the above in&lt;br /&gt;you feel a lot of pressure, physically or mentally&lt;br /&gt;and it might make you not feel too well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let it out people...and feel some relief!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8601830997788768908-1399611072694879633?l=sainttee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/feeds/1399611072694879633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8601830997788768908&amp;postID=1399611072694879633&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/1399611072694879633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/1399611072694879633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/2007/08/let-it-out.html' title='Let it Out!'/><author><name>Saint T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12332350133986983220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8601830997788768908.post-38327005790486589</id><published>2007-08-04T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T08:51:04.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a game of Solitaire</title><content type='html'>My peoples o,&lt;br /&gt;However many you guys are, lol&lt;br /&gt;So you must be wondering what kind of nonsense heading that is&lt;br /&gt;Some of you might also be wondering why I'm blogging when I have 6 exams to go&lt;br /&gt;(BTW...my exams were 8 and not 7...I've done 2, 6 to go&lt;br /&gt;so for those praying, pls adjust your prayers accordingly!)&lt;br /&gt;lol...i know, I kill myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is, I'm wondering why I'm blogging too&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling very guilty "wasting my time here"&lt;br /&gt;but its all good, I'll do anything for my readers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went out last night, it was kina impromptu&lt;br /&gt;My friend, H, called me up and said she wanted to go get a few drinks&lt;br /&gt;I told her me and alcohol don't gree well&lt;br /&gt;so she opted for just dinner&lt;br /&gt;we went out to eat but somehow ended up at a lounge&lt;br /&gt;it was fun, a bunch of people were out&lt;br /&gt;and we were just cracking up and making jokes&lt;br /&gt;also caught up on some rumors and noticed a lot of people don't like each other in this school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the reason of my topic&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to study last night when Ajala called&lt;br /&gt;we hadn't talked in a while and I was just thinking about him when he called...weird&lt;br /&gt;I was in a "deep" mood when he called&lt;br /&gt;and it took him over an hour to try to figure out what I was being "deep" about&lt;br /&gt;So i told him...but he didn't believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW...that game Solitaire is a game from the devil (spider solitaire to be exact)&lt;br /&gt;players beware!&lt;br /&gt;As in, I spend so much time playing that stupid game, its ridiculous&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing is that the game is really boring&lt;br /&gt;but I like it coz I don't have to use any brain power when I'm playing it&lt;br /&gt;so it helps me think and relax&lt;br /&gt;maybe a bit too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is what I learnt from the game:&lt;br /&gt;I have since graduated to the 2 suit level&lt;br /&gt;and I noticed that sometimes I would play and a game and not win it&lt;br /&gt;then I would pick the option that says "restart this game"&lt;br /&gt;and for the most part when I played that same game over&lt;br /&gt;I would still not win it&lt;br /&gt;but when I opted for a new game, I had a fair chance of winning&lt;br /&gt;so I thought about it&lt;br /&gt;Life is kind of like that&lt;br /&gt;We are human beings...and for the most part we do what is best for us&lt;br /&gt;So sometimes we make decisions&lt;br /&gt;that in 20/20 hindsight vision we wish we did things differently&lt;br /&gt;but we're only able to feel that way because we have more information and already know the outcome&lt;br /&gt;but chances are, just like the game of spider solitaire, if we were able to start the "game" over&lt;br /&gt;with the same cards...&lt;br /&gt;we would probably still make the same decisions&lt;br /&gt;because that was the best we could do with the cards we were dealt at the current time&lt;br /&gt;I guess my message here is learn from your mistakes&lt;br /&gt;but don't spend time regretting your decisions&lt;br /&gt;because you did the best you could at the time&lt;br /&gt;with the cards you were dealt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So have fun guys... and live a guilt free life&lt;br /&gt;And always remember, aunty Saint T loves you&lt;br /&gt;but Jesus loves you more&lt;br /&gt;out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8601830997788768908-38327005790486589?l=sainttee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/feeds/38327005790486589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8601830997788768908&amp;postID=38327005790486589&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/38327005790486589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/38327005790486589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/2007/08/life-is-like-game-of-solitaire.html' title='Like a game of Solitaire'/><author><name>Saint T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12332350133986983220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8601830997788768908.post-1667869809304148549</id><published>2007-08-01T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T12:02:04.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words</title><content type='html'>Many times it not what we say&lt;br /&gt;but the things we don't say&lt;br /&gt;that affect other peoples lives&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday dad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8601830997788768908-1667869809304148549?l=sainttee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/feeds/1667869809304148549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8601830997788768908&amp;postID=1667869809304148549&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/1667869809304148549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/1667869809304148549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/2007/08/words.html' title='Words'/><author><name>Saint T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12332350133986983220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8601830997788768908.post-1136209881031640982</id><published>2007-07-30T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T12:01:27.637-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miami'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Isn't it lovely!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/Rq3rfehxXLI/AAAAAAAAACs/7l4z8cZjwR8/s1600-h/FRONT%20HOUSE%20(RIGHT)%20GABLES.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092985679629081778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/Rq3rfehxXLI/AAAAAAAAACs/7l4z8cZjwR8/s320/FRONT%2520HOUSE%2520(RIGHT)%2520GABLES.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/Rq3rHOhxXKI/AAAAAAAAACk/jW2o4D3ku-A/s1600-h/SIDE%20ENTRANCE%20TO%20COTTAGE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092985263017254050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/Rq3rHOhxXKI/AAAAAAAAACk/jW2o4D3ku-A/s320/SIDE%2520ENTRANCE%2520TO%2520COTTAGE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/Rq3qt-hxXJI/AAAAAAAAACc/1W2-39xi1IU/s1600-h/BATH%20TUB%20COTTAGE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092984829225557138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/Rq3qt-hxXJI/AAAAAAAAACc/1W2-39xi1IU/s320/BATH%2520TUB%2520COTTAGE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/Rq3qVehxXII/AAAAAAAAACU/_8WZphBMrkQ/s1600-h/BATH-TOILET%20ROOM%20COTTAGE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092984408318762114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/Rq3qVehxXII/AAAAAAAAACU/_8WZphBMrkQ/s320/BATH-TOILET%2520ROOM%2520COTTAGE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after consulting with my 2 gurus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally settled on the second one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mainly because its so close to school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and also because its more spacious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was also able to put a deposit on it, which seals off thr deal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But not before I had to call to cancel the 1st contract&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And men, was that a tough one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What suprised me was how concerned I was of the 1st Lady's feelings &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that it took me almost an hours of convincing from Tolani to finally be able to call her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But she was pretty nice about it and she promised to tear my application and check when it arrives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will sha still call my bank to cancel the check&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being from Lagos, I can't let a kokoye show me Miami style!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(ok, that was just wrong...no porn intended)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8601830997788768908-1136209881031640982?l=sainttee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/feeds/1136209881031640982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8601830997788768908&amp;postID=1136209881031640982&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/1136209881031640982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/1136209881031640982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-got-it.html' title='Isn&apos;t it lovely!'/><author><name>Saint T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12332350133986983220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/Rq3rfehxXLI/AAAAAAAAACs/7l4z8cZjwR8/s72-c/FRONT%2520HOUSE%2520(RIGHT)%2520GABLES.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8601830997788768908.post-8221661301614654138</id><published>2007-07-28T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T21:21:40.179-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miami'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apartment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Dilemma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/RqwVDuhxXHI/AAAAAAAAACM/6qavsmL5xY0/s1600-h/CHAISE-DINING%20AREA-EXIT%20COTTAGE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092468432422657138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/RqwVDuhxXHI/AAAAAAAAACM/6qavsmL5xY0/s320/CHAISE-DINING%2520AREA-EXIT%2520COTTAGE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/RqwUhuhxXGI/AAAAAAAAACE/MWOVpWfOWPY/s1600-h/BED%20COTTAGE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092467848307104866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/RqwUhuhxXGI/AAAAAAAAACE/MWOVpWfOWPY/s320/BED%2520COTTAGE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/RqwT-uhxXFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ZQXZWPTEucA/s1600-h/BATH%20COTTAGE%20SINK-TOILET%20ROOM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092467247011683410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/RqwT-uhxXFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ZQXZWPTEucA/s320/BATH%2520COTTAGE%2520SINK-TOILET%2520ROOM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to make a choice between 2 beautiful apartments now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first one is with &lt;a href="http://sainttee.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-apartment-in-miami_24.html"&gt;My apartment in Miami&lt;/a&gt; blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it is on South Beach but 30 mins from school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be driving against traffic (good) ...but only one brigde leads in and out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So God forbid there's an accident, they'll be no alternative way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This other one is just 12mins from school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the heart of everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it is a cottage... like a whole Bungalow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I am still lobbying for it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing is though, I have already sent a deposit to the 1st lady&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I will feel bad calling her to cancel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you think I should if this other one falls through?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yes, they are the same price!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8601830997788768908-8221661301614654138?l=sainttee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/feeds/8221661301614654138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8601830997788768908&amp;postID=8221661301614654138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/8221661301614654138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/8221661301614654138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/2007/07/dilemma.html' title='Dilemma'/><author><name>Saint T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12332350133986983220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/RqwVDuhxXHI/AAAAAAAAACM/6qavsmL5xY0/s72-c/CHAISE-DINING%2520AREA-EXIT%2520COTTAGE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8601830997788768908.post-6061864436944384807</id><published>2007-07-27T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T15:54:44.385-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memory lane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last day of class'/><title type='text'>BitterSweet</title><content type='html'>It is with all kinds of mixed emotions that I am writing this blog to you today&lt;br /&gt;You see, today was the last day of class for me in medical school&lt;br /&gt;I mean I still have 2 years to go&lt;br /&gt;But as some of you may know,&lt;br /&gt;we have basic sciences for the 1st two years (and I really don't see anything "basic" in the sciences I've been learning)&lt;br /&gt;and then 2 years of clinical rotations&lt;br /&gt;so that means I will never formally have official medical school ever again&lt;br /&gt;By God's grace knowing I will do excellently well on my exams&lt;br /&gt;Which as some of you might be bored to death of knowing is 7 more to go&lt;br /&gt;The madness starts on Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;and it is like every other day for the next couple of weeks&lt;br /&gt;then I move to Miami, baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;but for some reason I felt like I was the only one being sentimental in class today&lt;br /&gt;I mean the class was not even full&lt;br /&gt;pple started taking pictures and I forgot my camera at home!&lt;br /&gt;I sha took some with other pples camera&lt;br /&gt;will update it soon&lt;br /&gt;and yours truly was looking the part now&lt;br /&gt;you know that dress up look that you try to play down with a pair of regular slippers&lt;br /&gt;yep, thats what I gave them today, lol&lt;br /&gt;what i actually liked best about the outfit was the way my butt was nicely shaped in them jeans&lt;br /&gt;with my top slightly covering it&lt;br /&gt;but not enough so that you still noticed it&lt;br /&gt;then the belt gave that illusion (even though its real) of a very thin waist&lt;br /&gt;ha! it was nice&lt;br /&gt;i kid i kid...maybe not&lt;br /&gt;So myself and some of my friends kina went down memory lane today&lt;br /&gt;remembering how it was the 1st time and etc&lt;br /&gt;they said I looked like i-don't-play-that when i first walked into the classroom during orientation in 1st semester&lt;br /&gt;they also though Kay was my boyfriend and that he was the student as he was the one taking notes&lt;br /&gt;some of you might remember how unhappy I was the first couple of days when I got here&lt;br /&gt;and honestly, if Kay didn't come with me, I might have gone back home&lt;br /&gt;but we thank God for his grace and his ability to help me adjust&lt;br /&gt;I did, and once I stopped complaining, everything was alright&lt;br /&gt;a big shout out to all those that visited!&lt;br /&gt;Tolani and 'Lade...very well appreciated!&lt;br /&gt;The rest of you will have to come to Miami to redeem yourselves otherwise, there will be no  space for you on my bridal train!&lt;br /&gt;there you go, I said it!&lt;br /&gt;I still have a lot to accomplish before the next couple of weeks, so pls keep me in your prayers for strenght and stability&lt;br /&gt;I'm heading off to go practice for ICM now...Introduction to Clinical Medicine&lt;br /&gt;The skills exam is on Teusday...then Path lab of friday...the Pharm Shelf on monday...then.....&lt;br /&gt;ttyl&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8601830997788768908-6061864436944384807?l=sainttee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/feeds/6061864436944384807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8601830997788768908&amp;postID=6061864436944384807&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/6061864436944384807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/6061864436944384807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/2007/07/bittersweet.html' title='BitterSweet'/><author><name>Saint T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12332350133986983220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8601830997788768908.post-2246576995575104993</id><published>2007-07-26T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T18:43:10.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilarious!</title><content type='html'>This for those of you that have not listened to it already&lt;br /&gt;Please make sure you are in an area where you can roll on the floor!&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.betterloverseminar.com/desi_wife_catches_husband.php"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun...the only sad part is that it really happened!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8601830997788768908-2246576995575104993?l=sainttee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/feeds/2246576995575104993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8601830997788768908&amp;postID=2246576995575104993&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/2246576995575104993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/2246576995575104993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/2007/07/hilarious.html' title='Hilarious!'/><author><name>Saint T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12332350133986983220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8601830997788768908.post-6011636764960498324</id><published>2007-07-24T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T15:00:33.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Apartment In Miami!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/RqZ0d-hxXEI/AAAAAAAAAB0/gSWjHNDsJbI/s1600-h/Akitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090884487138597954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/RqZ0d-hxXEI/AAAAAAAAAB0/gSWjHNDsJbI/s320/Akitchen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/RqZ0X-hxXDI/AAAAAAAAABs/kOwLFvOSglA/s1600-h/Aroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090884384059382834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/RqZ0X-hxXDI/AAAAAAAAABs/kOwLFvOSglA/s320/Aroom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/RqZ0OuhxXCI/AAAAAAAAABk/RXe74BaFM94/s1600-h/Aroom2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090884225145592866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/RqZ0OuhxXCI/AAAAAAAAABk/RXe74BaFM94/s320/Aroom2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/RqZ0GuhxXBI/AAAAAAAAABc/Rp10HpFEiio/s1600-h/Aroom3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090884087706639378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/RqZ0GuhxXBI/AAAAAAAAABc/Rp10HpFEiio/s320/Aroom3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/RqZzlehxW_I/AAAAAAAAABM/PLRsRH68tpE/s1600-h/ABalcony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090883516475988978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="320" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/RqZzlehxW_I/AAAAAAAAABM/PLRsRH68tpE/s320/ABalcony.jpg" width="291" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/RqZzuuhxXAI/AAAAAAAAABU/dTkv6d2x2Yw/s1600-h/Abath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090883675389778946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 337px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px" height="351" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/RqZzuuhxXAI/AAAAAAAAABU/dTkv6d2x2Yw/s320/Abath.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes peolples,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my apartment in Miami, by God's grace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And guess where it is....South Beach Baby!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, some of you might not be familiar with this location, especially if you have not left your zip code since you got off the boat... but that's fine, you can always visit or better still, google the location!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i kid i kid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I am excited...can you tell?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something else... my computer is uncrashed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously men, some people are just so well rounded. Potbelly's neighbor fixed it for me 2 days agao. And this was something the IT department could not fix o!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now I have the note I wrote to Moses, should I should give it to him or just let it go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also have the original poem I wrote to potbelly that I was going to read at the banquet...do y'all want to see it? I will have to get a request before I can put it up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just got back from Roseau, needed a break from school and also had to go adjust the dress I got made so I took the trip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was fun and refreshing, there was a cruise ship in town&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;took some pix, we'll see how they turned out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ship was really big though&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not much else going on except that I'm mad behind on my school work and I have 7 exams to go before I get off this Island!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, God is my strenght, abi?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K then gasta go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ttyl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/RqZzuuhxXAI/AAAAAAAAABU/dTkv6d2x2Yw/s1600-h/Abath.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8601830997788768908-6011636764960498324?l=sainttee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/feeds/6011636764960498324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8601830997788768908&amp;postID=6011636764960498324&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/6011636764960498324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/6011636764960498324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-apartment-in-miami_24.html' title='My Apartment In Miami!!!'/><author><name>Saint T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12332350133986983220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/RqZ0d-hxXEI/AAAAAAAAAB0/gSWjHNDsJbI/s72-c/Akitchen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8601830997788768908.post-6029773514507341824</id><published>2007-07-23T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T09:29:59.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I safe?</title><content type='html'>Help!&lt;br /&gt;Aunty Wennie's side kick just added me on facebook!&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know the way she looks at me when our paths cross&lt;br /&gt;the daggers could kill a ram!&lt;br /&gt;Thing is I know she added me for the gossip, so I accepted&lt;br /&gt;Two can play this game&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I added the other side kick too!&lt;br /&gt;Let the gbeborun begin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8601830997788768908-6029773514507341824?l=sainttee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/feeds/6029773514507341824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8601830997788768908&amp;postID=6029773514507341824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/6029773514507341824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/6029773514507341824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/2007/07/am-i-safe.html' title='Am I safe?'/><author><name>Saint T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12332350133986983220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8601830997788768908.post-8660556418098602770</id><published>2007-07-20T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T17:38:44.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We won!! we won!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/Rq_V8ehxXNI/AAAAAAAAAC8/n3GQ8Xo9sMY/s1600-h/HPIM2373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093524938542898386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/Rq_V8ehxXNI/AAAAAAAAAC8/n3GQ8Xo9sMY/s320/HPIM2373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/Rq_VrOhxXMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/5cKhjmKg88s/s1600-h/HPIM2359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093524642190154946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/Rq_VrOhxXMI/AAAAAAAAAC0/5cKhjmKg88s/s320/HPIM2359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey peoples,&lt;br /&gt;We won the game!!!&lt;br /&gt;As in we seriously won. The score was like 40-0!!!&lt;br /&gt;heheheheh&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun playing...makes me want to be more athletic&lt;br /&gt;Ajala will be so proud of me&lt;br /&gt;And you guys need to keep up with these nicknames&lt;br /&gt;Ajala in yoruba means someone that travels all around the world&lt;br /&gt;(so i guess you know who that is)&lt;br /&gt;Potbelly is my one and only friend here in Domi..the one Chichi has a crush on&lt;br /&gt;Pimp is the one and only Bmore pimp&lt;br /&gt;Pls call for any clarifications as I cannot be more explicit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the practice I had ICM lab practice (clinical skills practice)&lt;br /&gt;and I went with my dirty self&lt;br /&gt;I was very muddy from the field...and thank God, it didn't rain&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I enter the room and guess who is there?&lt;br /&gt;Moses!&lt;br /&gt;I was like great! It had to be on this very day&lt;br /&gt;I mean he was there earlier for the game&lt;br /&gt;and I guessed he might come from the practice&lt;br /&gt;because his best-friend is in the group&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i thot, its all good&lt;br /&gt;2 can play this game&lt;br /&gt;so yours truly just conviniently ignored him throughout the 2 hours of practice&lt;br /&gt;and my preceptor- witch doctor- kept telling the group how good i was&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;that must have just killed him&lt;br /&gt;I actually got sad after I left the place&lt;br /&gt;I just realized how messed up the whole thing is&lt;br /&gt;but its all good though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went to dinner with my friends&lt;br /&gt;passed by my team mates that were getting drunk from the game&lt;br /&gt;some pple had actually started getting drunk since morning!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after dinner, i came home&lt;br /&gt;took a hot shower, turned the a/c on to the coldest&lt;br /&gt;put on some funky music and decided to fill y'all in&lt;br /&gt;i'm definately not studying tonight&lt;br /&gt;i'll just watch a movie or something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm also kina worried about my apartment situation in Miami&lt;br /&gt;see i was supposed to room with this girl&lt;br /&gt;and the landlord is acting all funny&lt;br /&gt;and she's not acting like she's really bothered!&lt;br /&gt;i just want to secure a nice spot&lt;br /&gt;they're all so expensive&lt;br /&gt;my 2 bedroom will be 1150 each&lt;br /&gt;and singles are like 1800 each!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if y'all have some time on your hands&lt;br /&gt;pls help me search for a place in south miami&lt;br /&gt;especially around Coral Gables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnite peeps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8601830997788768908-8660556418098602770?l=sainttee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gl5KbrIbl74/Rq_V8ehxXNI/AAAAAAAAAC8/n3GQ8Xo9sMY/s72-c/HPIM2373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8601830997788768908.post-6134722198228449110</id><published>2007-07-19T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T20:44:13.692-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='powder puff'/><title type='text'>Powder puff tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>Hello peoples&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..see my writing as if I have one big audience like that&lt;br /&gt;anyway, for those of you my faithful readers&lt;br /&gt;i am very excited!!!&lt;br /&gt;i have a game tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;i'm talking fierce, tough American football&lt;br /&gt;we play a version of it in my school which is actually tag football&lt;br /&gt;and it is an all-girls-team vs another all-girls-team&lt;br /&gt;thing is though...it has been raining a lot the past few days&lt;br /&gt;so the field is very wet and muddy&lt;br /&gt;i also do not own a pair of 'cleats' (the shoes with spikes)&lt;br /&gt;so i hate to borrow potbelly's own&lt;br /&gt;which is like 2 sizes bigger than me!&lt;br /&gt;this is going to be interesting my friends&lt;br /&gt;the guys are actually praying that it rains tomorrow so that they can see some wet and muddy "balls" juggling all around the field!&lt;br /&gt;how sad abi?&lt;br /&gt;i know but I don't blame them&lt;br /&gt;the guys had thier game today, and men, was it fun to watch&lt;br /&gt;they were so wet and muddy&lt;br /&gt;and some of them actually had thier pants pulled down during the game&lt;br /&gt;(the guys are hoping that happens during our game too)&lt;br /&gt;but yours truly will be clothed in some serious layers&lt;br /&gt;i'm talking tights, and shorts that have no hope of coming apart unless i cut them with a pair of scissors!&lt;br /&gt;about the wet and muddy part, i have no control over&lt;br /&gt;people actually find it hilarious that i will be playing&lt;br /&gt;they've been teasing me asking if i will be playing in a dress!&lt;br /&gt;can you imagine&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i will show them tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;my team will win and it will be fun&lt;br /&gt;just hope no one gets hurt as 3 pple have already been hurt from practice alone!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'll be the one running away from the ball if the worse comes to the worse&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's needless to say i am on the defense team and will be tackling the quater-back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on other notes, i'm feeling much better from my last blog&lt;br /&gt;i have been very naughty lately but i have repented and will not do it again&lt;br /&gt;i have turned over a new leaf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if you guys remember the 'witch doctor' i blogged about in my previous blogging days&lt;br /&gt;she's the one from Ukraine that came across as Racist and I was going to tell her off if she continued&lt;br /&gt;well, she was my preceptor again in clinic this semester and we really hit it off&lt;br /&gt;i'm talking her offering extra sessions to the group...that can only be booked through me&lt;br /&gt;as in she gives me a hug after the session is over&lt;br /&gt;and tells the group i will do the best on the practical (no pressure, abi?)&lt;br /&gt;needless to say many people in the group now hate me&lt;br /&gt;hehehehhe&lt;br /&gt;how is it my fault?&lt;br /&gt;anyway, that's thier problem, i'm enjoying the attention&lt;br /&gt;but i must say it gets spookey sometimes (like the hugs and stuff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Kay has arrived safely at home&lt;br /&gt;spoke with him yesterday&lt;br /&gt;when i called today, momsy said he was already sleeping&lt;br /&gt;he had gone out with my older brother all day and was quite tired&lt;br /&gt;he sounded excited though&lt;br /&gt;and moms said he'd been calling everyone telling them he was around&lt;br /&gt;i'm so excited for him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go home too&lt;br /&gt;but i also want to visit some countries&lt;br /&gt;i'm really thinking about visiting Brazil while i am in Miami&lt;br /&gt;that is officially the next stop on my list&lt;br /&gt;I feel the need to do all these now before I start needing a baby sitter!&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'sides from that nothing else major going on&lt;br /&gt;o, the pimp called this morning&lt;br /&gt;he said he saw my pic on facebook and missed me&lt;br /&gt;we talked for a lil bit&lt;br /&gt;i told him the yawa i was in and he gave me all the alternatives i could use to get out of it&lt;br /&gt;made me confirm my feelings about the "accident"&lt;br /&gt;its all good though&lt;br /&gt;people come into your life for different reason&lt;br /&gt;the funny thing is that he still gets jealous when he sees my pic with another guy in it!&lt;br /&gt;kina cute kina scary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sides from that everything is all dandy&lt;br /&gt;my body aches from the powder puff practice&lt;br /&gt;and i am very behind on my studies&lt;br /&gt;because of all the drama that has been going on&lt;br /&gt;k pples, ttyl&lt;br /&gt;goodnite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8601830997788768908-6134722198228449110?l=sainttee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/feeds/6134722198228449110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8601830997788768908&amp;postID=6134722198228449110&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/6134722198228449110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/6134722198228449110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/2007/07/powder-puff-tomorrow.html' title='Powder puff tomorrow!'/><author><name>Saint T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12332350133986983220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8601830997788768908.post-7205587207172159243</id><published>2007-07-17T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T06:48:33.835-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banquet'/><title type='text'>Banquet weekend</title><content type='html'>Let me start by saying I rebuke every spirit of sadness in my life in Jesus Christ name&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking about the kind of sadness that grabs you early in the morning&lt;br /&gt;its been going on for a hot second now&lt;br /&gt;just can't wait for it to go away&lt;br /&gt;I mean I know some reasons why&lt;br /&gt;but i really don't feel like its worth me being this sad about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On better notes, my bro is going to Naij today!!!&lt;br /&gt;for the 1st time in 7yrs!!!&lt;br /&gt;yep, and he's so excited...actually, i'm so excited&lt;br /&gt;he's been shopping for the last month&lt;br /&gt;i'm talking about shopping for up to the driver!!!&lt;br /&gt;such a kind heart, bless him..lol&lt;br /&gt;My mom on the other hand is going to have a lot on her plate&lt;br /&gt;I can just see my phone ringing now&lt;br /&gt;with either one of them calling to report to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom: its getting late and your bro is not back&lt;br /&gt;me: what time is it?&lt;br /&gt;mom: 5pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay: mom wants me to follow her to ladies in fellowship&lt;br /&gt;me: hehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;kay: i have a party in abj tonite and i'm still in lagos!&lt;br /&gt;me: hehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i will miss him a lot&lt;br /&gt;he's my one person that i can call at anytime and talk about most things (note, i did not say anything!) i just hope i can make it through this theatre of a school before he gets back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prom, sorry, the banquet was a blast!&lt;br /&gt;got there on friday...4 of us, 2/room&lt;br /&gt;chnaged and went out to dinner&lt;br /&gt;it was out on the deck, facing the ocean...that joint was on point!&lt;br /&gt;then the appetizers....really nice, they brought me this sushi-like salmon&lt;br /&gt;and if you know me you know i don't play that! (anything raw is...well, raw...and needs to be cooked!)&lt;br /&gt;so i asked the waiter to go back and grill the shege for me&lt;br /&gt;he came back saying the cook said i will get food poisoning if he did!&lt;br /&gt;what? lol...that does not even make sense&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the other people on the table didn't mind it&lt;br /&gt;so i quickly distributed the shege around the table!&lt;br /&gt;then the main course came, my darlyn steak&lt;br /&gt;now, that was on point!&lt;br /&gt;and then desert...coconut ice-cream and pure chocolate cake...sigh&lt;br /&gt;but the real deal was the wine that potbelly ordered&lt;br /&gt;i had a glass and i was out!&lt;br /&gt;not out out&lt;br /&gt;but i started to find many things funny&lt;br /&gt;and say some stuff that seemed to be real funny to my friends too&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;needless to say we didn't go to the jazz club anymore&lt;br /&gt;but quickly retired to the room&lt;br /&gt;(o, i forgot to tell you in my being "out", i forgot to sign my bill and the waiter had to chase us down to our room to get me to sign it...hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;got to the room, hung out on the deck for a while and came back in to watch some movies&lt;br /&gt;"Evan Almighty"..was such a flop&lt;br /&gt;anyway, retired to bed shortly after that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: slept in&lt;br /&gt;got up around 1030am, took a shower and hurried to meet the seamstress&lt;br /&gt;i had gotten some materials from Antigua and heard this tailor was good so i wanted to try her out&lt;br /&gt;after the measurements and down payment&lt;br /&gt;AO, SM and I headed for thr streets of Roseau&lt;br /&gt;picked up a few things here and there, took some pics and headed back to the hotel to get ready&lt;br /&gt;yay!!! its prom time&lt;br /&gt;people began to arrive from school&lt;br /&gt;everyone came over to our room to get ready&lt;br /&gt;the make-up lady came and beagn to get the girls faces done&lt;br /&gt;it felt like a wedding!&lt;br /&gt;after about 2 hrs of everyone running around and adjusting this or that&lt;br /&gt;we were all ready&lt;br /&gt;so we joined everyone else downstairs and everything looked so beautiful!!! *tears*&lt;br /&gt;we ate, tooks pictures, watched slide shows, they have awards (i'm coming back to that one), tooks more pictures, socialized, ate and then some more pictures&lt;br /&gt;i also was able to re-write my poem for potbelly on the day of because my computer never came through :-(&lt;br /&gt;anyway, he was suprised...he was actually not on his seat when i did, but i did anyway, and it was beauriful ...&lt;br /&gt;so back to the the awards...it was rigged!!!&lt;br /&gt;thats my story and i'm sticking to it!&lt;br /&gt;imagine, the person that worn like 4 out of the 10 awards was one of the persons organizing it!&lt;br /&gt;people must have felt obligated coz it was not a closed system...she handed you the paper, you filled it right in front of her, put your name on it and give it back to her!&lt;br /&gt;no pressure abi?&lt;br /&gt;lol, it was all good though...my friend calls her "yoga pants"&lt;br /&gt;thot it was funny&lt;br /&gt;the reason is because she wears sweat pants with heels to class! hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;then after the banquet was the after parry&lt;br /&gt;my friends and i were just basically goofing around...my favorite thing :-)&lt;br /&gt;at about 3am, we called it a morning and headed back to the hotel&lt;br /&gt;got up around 10am and headed for the pool&lt;br /&gt;now i could really get my hair wet! yay!&lt;br /&gt;"swam" for about an hour and headed back to the room to finish packing&lt;br /&gt;had to check out by 12&lt;br /&gt;so now we had 2 hrs to burn...the bus taking us to school was not coming till 2&lt;br /&gt;so we headed to KFC&lt;br /&gt;had bbq chicken, corn and biscuit for brkfast&lt;br /&gt;it was lovely just being with my friends and classmates&lt;br /&gt;talking about our plans for Miami and beyond&lt;br /&gt;headed back to the hotel and was just in time for the buses&lt;br /&gt;the ride back was fun, was listening to some pathology lectures with my friend on his iPod :)&lt;br /&gt;gotta love med students&lt;br /&gt;got back to school in about and hour&lt;br /&gt;and *snap snap* it was back to reality!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8601830997788768908-7205587207172159243?l=sainttee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/feeds/7205587207172159243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8601830997788768908&amp;postID=7205587207172159243&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/7205587207172159243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/7205587207172159243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/2007/07/banquet-weekend.html' title='Banquet weekend'/><author><name>Saint T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12332350133986983220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8601830997788768908.post-1712423487818825994</id><published>2007-07-10T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T11:19:32.456-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='class or culture'/><title type='text'>Crampful day</title><content type='html'>I would go out today and get something done with my life, but i am debilitated by my cramps!&lt;br /&gt;urgh..i just hate these days of my life!&lt;br /&gt;its funny, some people describe it as a visitor you hate to have but one you beg and pray for if you don't see it!&lt;br /&gt;not necessarily because the person is preggy but also because (like i've been learning lately) it could be a problem going on in your body, especially your brain&lt;br /&gt;so, yes, thank God he has made me healthy again this month!&lt;br /&gt;ha&lt;br /&gt;so since i'll be home for the most of the day, i decided to be useful with my time and blog&lt;br /&gt;nothing in particular comes to mind so i'm gonna talk about anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the names are in for the superlatives for awards in my class for the banquet&lt;br /&gt;and yours truly is nominated for best dressed&lt;br /&gt;it's all good because i truly enjoy dressing up&lt;br /&gt;but i hate that it has now become like a competition&lt;br /&gt;i mean i had this girl come up to me and was like "i think you're best dressed after me"&lt;br /&gt;i think she was drunk, but what better time to hear what is really on someone's mind like when they have no control over thier speech!&lt;br /&gt;so i just smiled and continued jisting with my friend...it was at a restaurant&lt;br /&gt;i actually know people who are taking the award thingie personal as per campaining for people to vote for them, so high-schoolish hugh?&lt;br /&gt;i know, but unfortunately we still have some med students that should still be in high school&lt;br /&gt;its all gravy though...i'll let y'all know how it turns out&lt;br /&gt;i just don't like the unnecessary pressure&lt;br /&gt;like everyone is now looking to critisize everything you wear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on other notes, my 2nd major exam was yesterday and i think it went really well&lt;br /&gt;i pray the results are really well too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was asking someone the other day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;which relationship do you think is more realistic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a Naija male driver and a Naija female lawyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a white male lawyer and a Naija female lawyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;that is, is culture more important in sustaining a relationship or is social class more vital?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the first scenario, they will understand each other's mannerism and way of life but there will still be that complex especially since the female is the professional&lt;br /&gt;and in the second scenario, they will be able to relate on the same level and have similar friends and not have to apologise for thier successes but then they'll be the issue of culture. As in when there is a misunderstanding, you don't know if it's just your partner or if it is a cultural thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now folks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, today is poet's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8601830997788768908-1712423487818825994?l=sainttee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/feeds/1712423487818825994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8601830997788768908&amp;postID=1712423487818825994&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/1712423487818825994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/1712423487818825994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-would-go-out-today-and-get-something.html' title='Crampful day'/><author><name>Saint T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12332350133986983220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8601830997788768908.post-7815478813320361430</id><published>2007-07-07T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T15:52:05.986-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='double standard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banquet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer crash'/><title type='text'>Really don't know</title><content type='html'>So its saturday and my exam is monday and my computer decides to crash!&lt;br /&gt;As in it won't even let me retrieve any file&lt;br /&gt;I calmed down and decided not to make that flutter me&lt;br /&gt;I later went back home to get my old and faithful&lt;br /&gt;the one i've been using since undergrad&lt;br /&gt;its so beat up that I actually have tape on it to hold the monitor together!&lt;br /&gt;but wey I go do? man must survive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like I was saying before, many waters have gone under the bridge and that particular case I was talking about has new developments&lt;br /&gt;I decided to forgive and move on even though it still hurts&lt;br /&gt;but the person decides to turn it around on me&lt;br /&gt;and tell me I acted immaturely and i should pretty much be apologising!&lt;br /&gt;men...the guts people have&lt;br /&gt;some people just truly lack a conscience&lt;br /&gt;so because i forgave easily, does that make me a dummy?&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm really trying to just move past the whole thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On better notes, the banquet is this coming saturday like I was saying&lt;br /&gt;and in my break time yesterday I went to my apartment and found out that I brought a really nice alternative to my dress&lt;br /&gt;Ok, what had happened was... I went dress shopping over the break but was not really successful, so I settled for these 2 dresses&lt;br /&gt;But the one of them I decided to wear had no matching jewelry for it on the Island&lt;br /&gt;so i've been kina wondering how the majic would happen&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, I was very pleased to see that I brought a 3rd dress that I really like and I have the jewelry for it&lt;br /&gt;so now everything is kosher&lt;br /&gt;I also have an idea what I'm going to do with my braids...&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;The only damper is that I had written a poem for my friend that I was going to read at the banquet and now it is in the crashed computer!&lt;br /&gt;Someone pls pray that the thing will come to its senses o, and fast too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So someone raised an arguement the other day..I'll post the entire convo later...(it's in my crashed computer)...the argument was that a guy is not cheating if he's in a sexual relationship with his partner, he can sleep with other girls, as long as he's not married and it will not be cheating&lt;br /&gt;The person also said even if his relationship is not sexual and he's sleeping with other girls, its still not cheating.&lt;br /&gt;His arguement for the 1st senario was that he and the babe had no business sleeping together anyway as they were not married so therefore, there is no small sin or big sin&lt;br /&gt;And for the second was that at least she's not giving him any so he is allowed to find it elsewhere as long as they were not yet married&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, the only place where there is true infidelity is in marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....got me thinking. I mean, this is so convinient coming from a guy right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I asked him if it was ok for the girl to do the same and he said no! He said its a man's world!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's what I don't get. Why is there always a double standard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I provoked him by asking if it was ok to say it's a white man's world and that every black man should be subservient to the white man... omo, the boy no gree o. He said I was now crossing boundries. hehehe...boundries? I thought we were defining the world. Abi, can someone help me out on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let me stop on that note. I have an exam to write...plus I'm really hungry...can someone spell subway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8601830997788768908-7815478813320361430?l=sainttee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/feeds/7815478813320361430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8601830997788768908&amp;postID=7815478813320361430&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/7815478813320361430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/7815478813320361430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/2007/07/really-dont-know.html' title='Really don&apos;t know'/><author><name>Saint T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12332350133986983220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8601830997788768908.post-9028015610634792072</id><published>2007-07-06T11:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T14:32:32.925-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='start'/><title type='text'>A blogger once more!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I've decided to start blogging once more. I was once a very famous blogger until someone read the blatant truth about himself and told me. I tell you, its not easy being found out!&lt;br /&gt;So the issue I wrote about him qas kina resolved, we talked about it and moved on....or moved apart?&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, that was then and this is now.&lt;br /&gt;So many waters have gone under the bridge since then.&lt;br /&gt;So much to say, write, but so little time.&lt;br /&gt;Thing is that I have my exam on monday and I really should be studying right now!&lt;br /&gt;The 4th semester banquet is next week Saturday, Yay! and I'm still not sure how to style braids in a sexy way.&lt;br /&gt;Thing is mo fe fun won tan on that day. That is en, I want to make it a day to remember...lol&lt;br /&gt;i kid i kid&lt;br /&gt;the thing is that I joke a lot and people that don't know me think I'm arrogant...I'm not&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I'm really shy and my sarcasm is my defense mechanism.&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it, take away my sarcasm and I'm the sweetest, shyest, and most gentle girl you'll ever know.&lt;br /&gt;I will try to really open upon this blog, whether I'm found out or not.&lt;br /&gt;Have so many people to talk about. The ones that have done me wrong or right or in between.&lt;br /&gt;A very recent episode comes to mind and it raised the subject of fidelity and got me and my ex (who is in Naij and now married) talking...and boy, did he get on my nerves...he later came around to tell me he was only yanking my chain, but I don't believe him.&lt;br /&gt;I'll talk about it later.&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is that he was not the subject of our discussion, it was some kid in my school that wasn't even supposed to be a serious thing. Anyway, I better stop now before I run my mouth too much and get myself in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Asides from all my little continuous dramas (some of which I love to start because I feel like drama is healthy sometimes to keep jist flowing but not all the time as it can get to you), life is kosher. Trying to build a stronger relationship with God as I recently became a prodigal child...but that's for another day...and I know it'll only get better.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I have to really go and study now...and yes, its good to be back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8601830997788768908-9028015610634792072?l=sainttee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/feeds/9028015610634792072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8601830997788768908&amp;postID=9028015610634792072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/9028015610634792072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8601830997788768908/posts/default/9028015610634792072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sainttee.blogspot.com/2007/07/blogger-once-more.html' title='A blogger once more!'/><author><name>Saint T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12332350133986983220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
