Ok, sorry ... I'm just being melodramatic. Well how else was I going to get you to read my blog??? Sorry oh, no vex abeg, I don't have a baby and if I did have one, whoever kills it will not live to talk about it. What!!!!!

By the way, the little princess of bloNgville stopped by my page the other day. I must say with a little shame I was really pleased. Naija blog royalty naim you be oh, omo girl. I am indeed one of your biggest fan. I still remember the first time I read your blog, you totally blew my mind with your sassy little way. What can I say? Big ups lil' mama, keep it crunk!

So back to the baby issue, it was one of those few nights, I did not have a million and one assignments and deadlines to meet that I was chillin', watching a little tv. I heard some commotion outside my door and being the awesome Janet Bond Double O three and a half, I stepped out oh

Peeked out small through my door and then after a few minutes, I ventured out to the elevator to know what was up. Well, I did not see anything, I only heard people yelling. One was saying" where is he, where is he" and a woman was sobbing at the top of her voice.

I immediately assumed some skank must have been caught stepping out on her man and the guy was looking for the other guy so he could brush him. Next thing oh, the elevator doors opened and this guy stepped out and started asking me "Did you see them?" I was like "see who?" He did not reply and turned the corner and took the stairs.

Without thinking twice, I ran back to the safety of my apartment where I continued hearing all kinds of noise. Well, baby girl had no plans of any more investigating oh. So I stayed put in my living room.

A couple of hours later, I wanted to go to the store so I went to the elevator, push push elevator no gree come. So I had to take the stairs (and if I hear you say "well, you live on the third floor, you should be talking the stairs anyway", I'll come over there and burst your lip!)

Man, the ground floor was a mess. Blood everywhere, the cops everywhere, yellow taps everywhere. I was like "what the fuck is going on here?"

Well it turns out, a little baby boy on the 13th floor apparently ran out to the elevators as he and his mom were about going out and leaned on the elevator doors. The door opened but the elevator itself was not in, only the empty space (I'm not sure how I can explain it better) and because the boy was leaning on the elevator door with his back, the opening of the door caught him off balance and he fell into the space, falling 13 floors all the way to the basement ... and died.

Poor baby ... but pretty please you can't haunt the elevator... please I beg you.

posted by lala @ 11:19 AM 3 comments

The Haunted Elevator

Saturday, May 26, 2007

Laziness is a very bad thing, my people! As in what-is-Lala-still-doing-in-a-getting-worse-everyday-apartment-complex kind of lazy. I need to get my butt out as soon as possible when I think of moving my treadmill and other sme-sme stuff in there, I just weak. Especially since I am going to be moving finally around December or so.

I guess what makes it so irritating is the new owners of the apartment complex are always distributing one thing or the other talking about raising the rent, this and that but they never talk about doing any kind of repair work on the place! Its so frustrating!

The one that takes the cake is the elevator. Man! I swear that thing is haunted. I mean, it has to be haunted and I have very plausible reason for believing that oh, seriously. How else can you explain, the same particular elevator (there are 2 of them) doing the same shit almost every time you get on it.

Trouble is, you have no idea what to expect. Some days you may get to your floor without any wahala of any sort, other times you have to hold your heart and pray.

Let me tell you what this elevator does.

I get on the damn thing and push 3, it takes me all the way to the 13th floor, then it continues to ascend but this time it adds a new twist, it stops on every floor till the 18th floor! No kidding! The first time it did this, the guy that was in the elevator with me bounced on like the 15th floor to wait for the second one, can you believe when the elevator I was on started its descent again, still stopping on every floor, oh boy was still out there waiting!

He then sheepishly entered the elevator again, muttered something and we resumed our extremely irritating journey to the 1st floor. I swear if the manager's office was open that morning eh, Lala would have let it rip!!!! I was so pissed!

This has happened more than 3 times on that same elevator! I was really trying to figure out what was really going on when the light bulb went off in my head. It was about the baby!!!!!!

What baby, I hear you ask

Well, let me tell my story! You don't have to rush me. I tell my story when I tell it!

Stay tuned!

Lala, out!

posted by lala @ 1:06 PM 1 comments

The Best Decisions

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

... May not always be the easiest. Lately, I have been plagued with a lot of post-residency questions. "What's next? Are you moving? Are you staying? Talk to this person, talk to that oerson, they need a pharmacy manager here, they need a co-ordinator there or stay here with us. We'll create a position for you .... blah, blah, blah

I'm so tired. Going through my list now ...

I want a satisfying job (not money)
I want to be around my friends so I can chill out after work
I want to go back to school

Its crazy in my head

But mostly ... I want to go back home. I love this place but I feel such a huge disconnect. There are long and involved meetings about bar code medication adminstration while we don't even have clean sheets in our hospitals at home. I just weak abeg. I'm not motivated at all.

So I wonder ... my plan is to be in naija by December. Do I
a. Move to Houston where my crew is and work and play there till December
b. Hang in Memphis and work ... why move for only six mths
c. Stay here, get some managerial experience

I'm confused, confused, confused

Later

posted by lala @ 2:58 PM 7 comments

Living La Vida Loca

Friday, May 11, 2007

Ha, Heaven only knows. I'm just getting around to watching "The Pursuit of Happyness" and I have to say the jury is still out on that one. I liked the fact that he was very persistent even when life would not give him a break but I couldn't help but nothing the styles of communication that plague man and woman communication.

The guy kept on playing off the fact that the rent wasn't paid, still continued to act like everything was fine and dandy. I can imagine how the woman felt. We as women worry so much so when your man decides to keep mute and not talk about the issues bothering the relationship, we want to pull our hair out.

Well, nice movie, I wish though that things had worked out between him and his wife.

posted by lala @ 7:34 PM 1 comments

My Free Implants

Friday, May 04, 2007

I'll admit, I love to buy books at the airport. I don't know why, I just pile up on the books and magazines no matter how much cheaper I can get them elsewhere. Well, I splurged and bought this book called "Beauty Junkies" that talks about plastic surgery and how much people spend on them.

Hmm, what can I say? This world has spoilt. From microdermabrasion to liposuctions to tummy tucks to Botox and Restylane, there is nothing your money cannot buy you. So you can basically buy a new you if you so desire.

Wanna go from man to woman or woman to man? They'll take care of you in Thailand. Want a surgery safari? South Africa is your place cos you can go there, get some "work done" and take a few pictures with the lions and when your friends say "hey, you look refreshed" you can always say "oh, I took a vacation in South Africa, look at my pictures"

Are Nigerians partaking in this sometimes dangerous activity? You betcha! Stella Obasanjo was even named in the book and the model Oluchi has been sporting a pair of boobs lately that certainly did not come from God

So if you have decided that comestic surgery is your speed, especially breast implants and you want someone else to pay for them, well carry your two left legs to www.myfreeimplants.com where if you promise to show the before and after pictures, people (I guess guys) will raise money to get them babies.

Haha, I wonder what we will be doing in the next 10 years :)

posted by lala @ 5:06 PM 2 comments

Lala And The Renaissance Man

Wednesday, May 02, 2007

I haven't been blogging much lately because I feel like I blog too much about work but I just can't think of anything else to talk about! How sad.

But anyway, I have to say I had an awesome time in Omaha. The hotel was great. Now I have been to a few hotels but I have never been to a hotel with that much amenities oh. It was pleasantly surprising. There was free internet, free breakfast and hold on, a manager's reception by 5:30pm -7:30pm every evening with free alcoholic beverages. Awesome!!!!! You could even print free of charge from their computers. Man, thats some paradise oh.

Everything was done in the hotel so we did not go out much except to eat. Omaha is supposedly noted for their steaks so we had ... steaks (bye, bye diet)
Our second night (Sunday night) we went out to eat, I got a steak, a salad and a glass of beer and my bill came to $39.11. Wow!!!! And we were only allowed $25 for dinner. I was pissed oh. So I have to swallow the remaining eh? Chineke!

Anyway, back to my topic oh, I "met" the Renaissance man oh. Its looking good, looking good (but don't it always good at first?) Until you find out he's a hardcore loser with no brains and an inflated ego. Then you quickly kick his ass to the curb. No time wasting oh!

Just the way I like them, unassuming, funny and supersmart. I love me some nerds abeg. Give me that bobo who can explain Einstein's law of relativity to me anytime. So Mr. Supersmart, put your game face on cos its about to be on like a pot of neckbones!

Is he the one? Who knows? Who cares? I love being in love and I know my "heart" is waiting for me somewhere so I'm willing to be patient cos true love will come, I know.

Stay tuned

posted by lala @ 10:52 PM 0 comments

About Me

Name: lala
Home: Memphis, Tennessee, United States
About Me: I'm an introvert. I love challenges and the "path less taken". I have discovered that life more of a journey than a destination so I try to enjoy each day. And if you've never failed at anything then you haven't tried anything outside your comfort zone. Right now, I have a love/hate relationship with Memphis. I love the city because the people are very friendly but careerwise, this place will be a dead end for me.
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