#UGBlogWeek: Blesser (Part 3)

Kahill wants a vacation and Twonjex wants to go for KoiKoi East, all very nice. All very pleasant. But I want something else… Not a trip to an exotic island with actual sand and clear blue water or a trip to discover my beautiful country amidst beautiful people and fun conversation.

Yes, you may proceed to roll your eyes at the character that is me.

I have seen mention of a Blesser on my timeline, and seen mention of the definition of a Blesser (see Part 2), but I am choosing this definition of blesser: a person with a heart of gold and filled up-pressed down-shaken together-running over bank account.

Yes, the bank account must be overflowing because books are expensive and my mind is thirst! Yes! I need books, more books, more than what I have already… I need to be able to stretch out and pick one when the whim attacks me. I want to be able to read and re-read all of my favourite ones.

Until they are torn and in tatters, pages missing from months and months of loving use. Yes, loving use can lead to a torn book… Or so I have been told. Truth is, I can tear my book but you cannot. If you did, your name and biometrics would be sent to Interpol, and you would be put on the International Book Offenders list.

Next to my library, I want a chair. Not the leather sort that is filled in almost every showroom in the city. No. I want the kind that I can sink into. The cushonie-kind. The kind that can support my reading gymnastics as comfort is of paramount importance.

Oh Blesser… My heart is literally skipping at the notion of it all.
Won’t you hurry and bless my mind before thirst consumes my mind.


Chain #1: The Vacation Adventure

Chain #2: The KoiKoiEast Adventure


#UGBlogWeek: Goofball Chronicles

I have this insane affinity for mirrors and I have no idea why.

You know that moment when you are in the bathroom, after you have finished your business. Whether it was a number 1 or a number 2, somehow, now that it is out, all is right with the world. You have a tune in your head and your lips are just about to comply to let it out. You open the tap to wash your hands – after all, health is a priority. It’s a mindless chore really, you squirt out the soap and go about scrubbing.

Then you look up.

Your eyes lock.

For the briefest second, you see the glimmer in your reflection’s eyes. Daring you to do something insanely silly – After all, no one is watching, the door is locked anyway.

I always fall for it… For the next 5 minutes, I go full-on-Mr-Bean-aint-got-nothin-on-me-goofball. From crossing my eyes to making the duck face thing or even strutting about like a Victoria Secret Model – anything goes. Or the Bond theme song, that beginning part when the target is moving before he shoots…

Best time to do all this… Yeah, you guessed it! In the afternoon, when productivity is dipping – what better way to give your creativity a boost.

This one time, I went all Liam on my reflection, “I don’t know who you are…”. Then of course there are the moments when I dare my reflection to do something different… I stare back at the girl looking at me and will her to wiggle her eyebrows or smirk. Of course she just looks back with the same expression on her face… Taunting me.

Ofcourse if she did move, I’d probably run around screaming, “Yamawe, KOKO!” However, we all know that will never happen.

So here is your afternoon creative jumpstart recipe…

Thank me later…

** Image from Google Images