What Have I Done For Me Lately?

Being overly available to people leads to misconduct.
People never value others till they have said 'good bye'. I have personally taken people for granted only to realise their worth after I've successfully made them feel unworthy. Then it dawns on me that I had taken them for granted for quite too long. Cherish the people who are available to you when you need them most..don't wait till they are gone to realise how important they were to you.

It's always better to start new friendships and begin anew than dwell on old ones where you can count the number of times they made you feel shitty but never make the old mistakes again. Forgive though. I beg to differ.

Forget the people who enter into agreement with others and pull out at the last minute without any  notice...Let God be the judge.

Let go of the people who ask you for personal stuff whilst asking other chicks out to the pub: sister you are worth more than that. You deserve to be asked out to the pub too and even more not only for personal stuff.

Forget the boys who disrespect the black sisters for the white sisters because they are sorting them out far away. Black is beautiful too, no disrespect to my white sisters.

Forget the boys who fall for the girls who buy them pizza, game tickets and tickets to shows:even when they claim they are committed to you:cheap boys.

Forget the boys who post  personal pictures of other girls on facebook, instagram, twitter because you can't see them and yet still profess to love you. What happened to loyalty?

Forget the boys who will never go out of their way to do stuff for you.
Would you please forget the boys who would never skip a meal for you, yet you lose sleep over them...

Forget the boys who never buy you a pin.
Sister wake up, you are holding on to nothing.

Sister get a life...
You are worth more than that...
Value yourself, if you don't, no one will.

Forget the boys who when you block, never try to reach you. Sister you deserve one who would fight to speak with you.

Again would you please forget the boys who take stuff from you to give to other girls. That's disrespect. Sister wake up, you deserve better.
As 2014 ends, will my sisters let go of the past and celebrate themselves.

I love Sinach's song:'I know who I am'.
Every girl should listen to it every morning before you step out. You are created in the image of God. You are God's favourite girl. Let no man make you feel worthless. You are beautiful, intelligent, you are someone's weed: addiction. You are someone's dream girl. Realise it now.

As 2014 ends, will my sisters ask themselves: 'what have I done for me lately?'
Sister it's never too late to do anything for yourself. Create your own personal brand, do something you have been wanting to do forever, get into your dream profession etc. Above all don't forget that God loves you even in the midst of it all.

When you go spending  forty five minutes at the salon, you get bored and your creative mind goes to work...lol. Inspired by my time at the salon tonight. This is for all the beautiful, strong sisters I know.

If you ever kiss me...

I don't go looking for who to hug
I don't go looking for who to cuddle
I don't go looking for who to kiss
I just go all out for people
I just try to enjoy people.
Yet if you hug me and I like it,
If I like you and you ever cuddle me,
If you kiss me and I like it
If I like it and I like you
If I like you and I like how you make me feel
If the way you make me feel makes me daydream long after you are gone...
Even if it was a game to you,
Even if all you wanted was human contact
Once I didn't start it:
I didn't ask for it
I never pined for you
I would suddenly become clingy.
You know why,
because you awakened...
Clingy till you show me mad love
Clingy till you treat me like real shit and I decide I can't take it anymore.
If you ever kiss me and I like how you made me feel,
If I super like you and you ever kiss me...
If you ever kiss me,
I will bother you.
You don't want my kind of 'clingy'
Cast me not if you can't starr me,
Shine on me not,
If you cannot light up my life...
Do not kiss me
I'm a bee
I'm a worm
I'm an ant
I'm clingy
I'm so clingy,
If you ever kiss me,I will bother you.

I'm Not Lending You My Novel, I'm dashing It To You

Once a while u need to lend your used novel to others who need it. Find them useful: to the person  the novel avails itself to, to be read. Older, fairer, bigger or taller. Sometimes, the person wanting to read your novel has probably not read a good novel in a while. At other times, some people just like to read different novels. Others just want to try an African,British,or an American novel. So eventually your favourite  novel loses it's spot and becomes anothers favourite.  

Learn to let older people with boring lives have a read too. Learn to try other novels, especially when the novel you read begins to feel important than they should.
I do not  regret letting  go off my novel, knowing it craved to be read on another continent other than  Africa, by a different descent,  is comforting enough to want to even put it on the shelves. Knowing that it let another read it gives me strength to never
consider a third read.
Some people read the same novel for five years...hilarious. .how could you in these times.

Well I'm never reading the same novel thrice..no. First time I found it interesting, second time, I decided to try reading it again though I already knew the story line and all the plots.
Obviously how the story ended did not come as a surprise.  Sure I had read this novel before.
As always there was a second reader beside me just this time it was different.

A favourite novel turned the most hated...I once loved it, today I won't recommend it to anyone. It's not that bad but sometimes you do not want people reading novels that will cause them to cry even if it's a must read.
Dear you, I won't share or lend you my novel. I want to dash it to you.
It finds you a better reader. You consider it an interesting read too. I'm not lending you my novel. Actually I just dashed it to you!!

I stopped seeing the bad in people, I 've learned to see some good in them. It helps to understand them better. Glad tidings!!

To block or not to block

Why do people block others on social media platforms? I'm still trying to figure out how you would block someone you call a friend out of anger or over a misunderstanding.

In the past I've blocked people for a few hours and I must confess I blocked people for good because they abused me verbally and the only way to get away from them was to block them. In that instance I was sure I was through with them and would never have any ties with them no matter what.

So I want to get into the minds of the people who  still block others and unblock them later. Recently,  someone I thought was a friend blocked me when I tested his pulse. He blocked and unblocked me later and after attempting to renew my friendship with him, he blocked me for good.  He later sent me an apology yet kept on  with the blocking business. I'm wondering if that person would ever be my friend again. Ask me:I really do not care, life goes on for me.

I honestly think if you block your ex, you are still a baby and have lots of growing up to do.
Blocking people does not solve problems.  I would rather not block you because I want you to see how cool I am if you choose to block me till christ returns.  I want you to still see that the sun shines in my world though you opted out and I want you to see how beautiful and happy I still am after you blocked me. Perhaps still see me with my new boyfriend and learn that I'm not that bad afterall. 'One man's spit is another man's weed'.

If you are blocking anyone be sure it's for life else grow up and know that, human beings would disagree no matter what. You don't have to block people to launch your new boyfriend, are you scared of them? 
You don't need to block people to have a life.
Afterall, you can always get a life on twitter, instagram and facebook. You don't need to block people because they hurt you. You don't  need to block people.  They aren't traffic lights to still wait. They probably stopped following you ages ago.

Honestly, if anyone decides to block me, feel free. You are the one who isn't cool with me. I made my peace with God and that's all that matters. I think blocking is a sign of weakness. It's infantile and it says I'm hurt and not cool with what happened.  
Block all you can, as many people as you wish but ask yourself, is it worth it??
To block or not to block?

Cuties Read a Book Fete

All is set for the maiden edition of the Cuties Readerfeast. The first,being called: Cuties Read a Book Christmas Fete. Nine days more to go and I will be seeking to incalcate the habit of reading and speaking English in some rural children aged 6-12 in the Awudome kwanta community near Ho.

It will be a two hour reading clinic followed by a food and drink party . Not every parent would be able to afford a nice christmas meal hence, I'm seeking to kill two birds with one stone. Every child gets to go home with a book and a souvenir to keep up with the reading habit till the next reading clinic.

I would like to say thank you to everyone who has been actively involved in this social enterprise.  Thank you to my sponsors both corporates and individuals.

Thank you to the Member of Parliament for Ho west: Honourable Kwesi Bedzra for believing in my dreams.
Thank you to Epp books. Thank you to my media partners especially volta star radio.

Thank you to friends abroad who saw the Cuties Read a Book Christmas Fete page on facebook  and my whatsapp display pictures and  decided to donate towards the project. You may call it a few pounds or dollars but I appreciate your support.

Thank you to the heads of the various schools involved in this project and the chiefs and elders of my chosen community. Thank you to my volunteers for getting involved even without incentives.

I'm looking forward to seeing my children on tuesday. I'm looking forward to taking them through this life changing experience and hope I will be able to leave them with beautiful memories.

This week, I'm sensitising people about building reading culture in some rural children. Please watch out for the media interviews.

I cannot do this alone. I'm hosting a hundred children. If you already pledged a donation, please send them now. Will acknowledge all sponsors both individual and corporate soon.  Still awaiting  your donations.  Call  to support me with cash, food, drinks,water, books etc.
Thanks.

This post has been inspired by my little brother: Elorm. You pushed me to begin this enterprise, I celebrate you now and always. ...x

Whether you need him or not. ...

My dear sisters,
I appreciate your efforts and I respect your decision to be independent. Nothing feels better than being financially independent and not having to wait on a man to meet your needs. Nothing makes you feel more confident than a lady who is not dependent on a man in any way. It gives you a sense of self worth and prevents you from being exploited by any man.
If he can buy me a porshe, I can afford it too:so what's the point of having him in my life.

Yet my dear sisters damn what some famous actor said, damn what the married sisters are saying that you don't need a man. They are so married and telling you how much you do not need a man:why aren't they single then?
It is okay to be independent but you know what, after I have hassled all day and I'm reflecting on the day's events while I'm all alone, it won't be bad to get a foot rub, a kiss on the forehead, a cuddle or even a little attention from the man I like. I guess it would feel super good going to sleep beside him, waking up to see him and knowing he will always be there when I walk through the door: if he is indeed that reliable... We'll have to  ask the married sisters.

I've spoken to a few single women thirty and above who
Have admitted to feeling lonely when the day is finally over. Some are single by choice because they do not want to go through the stress that comes with dating or set themselves up for disappointment.  Some are single due to a previous relationship gone bad, others are single because they cannot afford to stoop so low to date any man for reasons best known to them. Whatever it is, I beg to differ but can we just stop the fake  sermon about being happy and able to live forever without a man please. .

The same sisters preaching this, go to bed feeling lonely and end up becoming bench warmers because instead of getting their own man, they end up getting one that is already another woman's man for the pleasure they can derive from him. Your money cannot give you that pleasure. If you plan to be celibate then please stick to it but don't build a wall around yourself and be hooking up with men secretly. You are contradicting yourself , you don't need a man but you need something he owns:hilarious.  Whether you need a man or not,keep that to yourself. If you are celibate don't do what those who are not celibate do. Don't do it with another woman's man  or even a dildo and go professing...

If we would learn to treat the guys with some respect just like we do to our fellow sisters irrespective of how independent we are... Perhaps, we would stop pushing our younger girls into thinking being independent means disrespecting a man. The married sisters did not disrespect the men to get where they are. The way some of you  do it is  so disgusting. Don't forget the values your mothers taught you at home. Some of these things depend on your upbringing.  Stop disgracing your mums. No disrespect. Whether you need him or not,  don't disrespect him. Thank you!

Sometimes. ...

Not every friendship must end up in a relationship.  Sometimes people just want a talking mate.
Sometimes a laughing mate.
Sometimes someone they can have a drink with and talk gibberish
At other times someone to ask how their day went besides their mum.
Sometimes someone to do their assignments for them.
Sometimes, someone to write them a fat cheque or give them  some good cash.
Someone to pay  for them to get pampered at the spa.
Sometimes, a pizza eating mate or someone to buy them ice-cream though they can afford it. Not someone who expects them to constantly play mummy even when they lose their temper because they are the super coolest chick they know or the overly tolerant girl:no. Maturity isn't about age. Not someone to be their hand bag, stalker or regular...Stalking is an offence,  if you didn't know.  The little girl can teach you a lesson or  two too. The day they want more than these, they would state it. Don't assume 'you are' till it's been properly defined.  They can't waste your time when there was never 'you'. Know your place in people's lives and act accordingly.  It is not pride, it is called self respect. 
Friendship isn't by force.
Don't force people to be what they cannot be or do not want to be to you.
Ohhhhhhh and learn to accept and respect the decision of others. The fact that one girl turned you down doesn't mean it's the end of the world for you. The guys who end up insulting girls who turn them down, real gentlemen walk away with their heads high not  insulting girls.
Learn to accept that. Don't invest your emotions unless a person gives you a reason to. Obviously sometimes all they want is a friend they can do stuff with.

He's Watching!

God comfort all those who are mourning and are unable to pray. God comfort those who through no fault of theirs  are going through the storm right now. May he console and heal the hearts that are broken and hurting because of one reason or the other. May he comfort especially those who have lost others to death and hurt because of their absence.  May he heal their broken hearts and more than supply their needs. God heal those who are ill and helpless. May he provide for the destitute and the helpless. Know that God is involved. When he is involved, the story ends  well. He never lets us go through something he knows we cannot take or bear. It may be a difficult time.Let  him in, let him be the judge, let him be at the center of it all. Let him dictate the pace. He's watching: you are not alone!

Celebrity Dear.....

Celebrity Dear,

I know you would be reading this, I'm sure you would read this.  I'm not expecting an apology and I won't apologise either. 
You see, the difference between the other girls you've dated and the ones who are all over you and your new sweet is: I jump for no one:celebrity or billionaire. 
Didn't even know you were a celeb :poor me. I'm glad that in the dark,you spotted an ordinary girl in a short skirt :no make up, no peruvian hair:no permed hair with the SHS look and chose me out of the lot. Yes I'm glad that you ignored all the girls and decided to be my friend. 
Thank you, but the fact that you are a celeb and cute with a dozen girls queing  to talk to you doesn't mean that if you ask me out to....I would go.
I like you I won't deny it. It feels like I've known you forever. I appreciate the long phone calls and deep conversations.
I appreciate the times you made me laugh. I'm glad that you find me cute and babyish. I'm glad that you actually thought I was a high school lever and actually think I'm seventeen...hilarious but it feels good.
Would you please stop treating me like I'm seventeen since you know in the real sense I'm not. Appearances can be deceptive. If you want me to be your small girl: I can be, but stop treating me like one. Can you please loosen up a bit because seriously no matter how sweet I've been, I'm going to psyche myself up to be rude for once.
Would you please let me see the difference between the mature boys and the immature ones.
Celeb or not, your so called old sweet as you would want to call me now, jumps for no one.
I will do what you want when I want to. Not when you want me to and when I start you will regret knowing me because you will begin to say I'm trouble. 
It's either you are slowing down or you are letting go.
Don't think I will be like your other girls, I'm different.  Please get my user guide so you can understand next time that I won't show up because I said so and I meant it. Would you please stop being dramatic over this. You are not on set. It's just you.....and I... Just get my user guide, if you aren't ready to study the guide, you are not ready to dance with this little girl.
I'm just not like the other girls. I'm no celeb here in Ghana or elsewhere but I would be your celebrity if you decide to starr me. Get my user guide, I'm not a baby.
Till then,
I'm done talking to you.....
Take your rush elsewhere.

It's me,
Girl@17.

I can see the sun

I can see the sun
I seethe sun...
It's rising slowly..
I can feel the heat from the sun
It's getting hot here..
Yet I asked for the sun to rise on me.
I did.

I can see the sun
The lacey clear clouds encompass it as it struggles to rise
Yellow sun
Orange sun is it..
Sunny shine
Rise on me
Rise and set forever on your child

I crave for the sun shine
I yearn to see it
I believe in the brightness that comes with it
All set
I wear my best beads
Adorned with my sarong and headgear
To dance in the sun.

Blow your trumpets
Beat your drums
Come dressed like me
Let's dance and feast till we are spent
Yes
When the sun shines is another time to celebrate
I can see the sun
I see the sun!!!

I'm grateful...

For some weird reason, last week was a tough one for me. I had challenges with everything that had to do with me:health, academics, business, readerfeast and the list goes on. At a point in time it felt like my God had deserted me. Yes, God was silent on me, watching me juggle though I had been involving him. The more I prayed the more my challenges increased. I looked pale and lean, my mothers worried so much. I felt weak yet I kept going. I couldn't read much, I couldn't talk much:I just listened. On the outside I looked tough as always with my new look:natural woman. Sitting infront of some adults and trying to convince them to release their children to me seemed a tough job as they bombarded me with questions.  Even sponsors didn't ask for that much. People I had been relying on to do stuff for me just did not seem interested.  I could not do my hair.  If you are my friend then you know what I've been through with my head and hair lately and why I decided to go back to the shs look: I find it hilarious that even with this look I still....I'm grateful. ..
I began to wonder what was happening.
I cried once, yes I did because everything seemed bleak. I lost my joy:I let my challenges steal my joy.
I thank the people who constantly tell me I can't make it. I'm grateful for the people who threw me a challenge ;'I'll give you a standing ovation if you are able to achieve this'. I faced the same challenge a little over a year ago when I was starting up my business. Yet I defied the unnecessary advice from people and went on to pursue my dream.
I thank the people who let me down in one way or the other. I'm grateful for the people who pulled out of our agreement at the eleventh hour and the people who held my hand yet left me in the middle of the road to walk alone.
Last week was probably the toughest. I'm grateful that today  my God proved to me how he's been watching silently.  He showed up for me: he always does when I'm in that state of despondency.  I'm still in the running when it comes to all the things I've been juggling.
I'm grateful. ..
Tough week means all will be well soon...Whilst still working at it, I hope that the scoffers and the skeptics can be proved wrong in the end.
I'm grateful for family:they seem to see the end when no one else does.
I'm grateful for 'good friends:quality friendships' we all need 'good friends' who truly understand the meaning of 'friendship' they stand by you till it's over.
I'm grateful for the people who pray for and with me: the person when I tell it's been a tough day and I'm in pain would just say:'can I say a prayer for you.' The other day, a woman at church said to me:'three nights ago when we gathered, they said to pray for you and there you are today. ' I found that mind meltingly sweet. God continue to bless all these people.
My apologies to the people who call and text yet I do not reply. My apologies to the people who thought I was being a tough cookie just because I seemed overly busy. Hope you understand I was wearing a mask: tough days.
I'm grateful to God for restoring my joy.
I'm grateful. ...