tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62113814622673825722024-02-21T03:22:21.302+01:00Miss Rondo : Life And TimesAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09622213570304907891noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211381462267382572.post-42961991075444036562016-05-16T11:56:00.000+01:002016-05-16T11:58:40.898+01:00MR Rondo!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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It is becoming clear to me that the reason for my <i>“writer’s block”</i> these past few weeks
has NOT <o:p></o:p></div>
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been due to a lack of material as I erroneously thought. In fact,
quite the opposite: TOO MUCH!<o:p></o:p></div>
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The question is…what parts of the <i>material</i> to share (<b>ALL!?...certainly
<i>not!</i></b> …)<o:p></o:p></div>
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Everyone claims they want full disclosure, but most can’t
really handle it. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Or are you my readers the select few that can?<o:p></o:p></div>
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And so, the challenge has been in channelling my energies into
cohesively conveying to you<o:p></o:p></div>
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(select parts of) current trends in Miss Rondo’s life
experiences (so many that they are) …<o:p></o:p></div>
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The result, today’s post. Full disclosure on the other hand is
<i>still</i> a work in progress…<o:p></o:p></div>
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So yesterday, I got a BBM message from …<i>wait for it</i>… <b>Mr Rondo</b>
himself!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Now, don’t forget…memory serves us to rmbr that the Mr &
Miss Rondo unit no longer exists. <o:p></o:p></div>
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And in fact has not existed for a number of years now <o:p></o:p></div>
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(longer than the relationship lasted actually). The
separation, though painful at the time <o:p></o:p></div>
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was amicable… (<i>at
least on Miss Rondo’s part</i>…some things are just not meant to be) … <o:p></o:p></div>
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and both parties have since moved on with their lives. <o:p></o:p></div>
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But today is NOT for that story (I keep posting you, I know…sorry!).<o:p></o:p></div>
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Anyway...Currently, my BBM status message reads “Miss Rondo”
… <o:p></o:p></div>
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and he commented on it saying… (and I quote) <o:p></o:p></div>
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<b>“…u and I </b>(meaning
he and myself)<b> need to talk about the
name Rondo. <o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<b>U can’t be using it
anyhow o. There’s a premium on it now!...”<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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I laughed of course (both in the text and out loud) …it was
funny!<o:p></o:p></div>
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First…Rondo was <b>MY </b>creation.
The fact that our temporary association enabled him to <o:p></o:p></div>
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get in on the picture does NOT entitle him to any of the
accolades that stem therefrom. <o:p></o:p></div>
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This is NOT biff, simply fact!... I mean, most people who refer
to Miss Rondo <o:p></o:p></div>
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aren’t even aware that there <b><i>ever was</i></b><i> </i>a Mr…
Not that it’s their fault… <o:p></o:p></div>
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the title <i>is <b>MISS</b></i> <b>Rondo</b> after all…which is precisely the point <b>MISS</b>…<o:p></o:p></div>
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Number 2: He hadn’t even read the blog as at the time he
sent the message…<o:p></o:p></div>
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So what was he complaining about really? <o:p></o:p></div>
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That the term “Rondo” was something we shared exclusively? <o:p></o:p></div>
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and thus not to be used after the demise of our
relationship?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Which brings me to the crux of today’s matter…<o:p></o:p></div>
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the purpose of this blog: mutually exclusive and <o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>significantly partnered</i>)
relationship, most people move on with their lives; <o:p></o:p></div>
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more often than not, into another relationship <o:p></o:p></div>
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with the same status and pre-requisites; simply a different
partner. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Are they compelled <b>NOT
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or even emotions with the new partner? Simply because the
persons have changed. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Is there a copyright on such things? Does the copyright
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Clothes and jewellery exchanged for example?<o:p></o:p></div>
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If you used to refer to your previous partner as <i>“dear”</i>, <o:p></o:p></div>
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do you have to swap to <i>“darling”
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I don’t have the correct or right answers to these questions
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But clearly you guys know what my stance is considering the
tone of this post<o:p></o:p></div>
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You can make your own deductions from that as you choose. Meanwhile,
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I can’t wait to see what message he’ll send me when he actually
goes through my posts.<o:p></o:p></div>
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And for that matter, what happens when this <i>Rondo</i> thing actually blows up <o:p></o:p></div>
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and I start doing talk shows, writing biographies etc… Am I going
to need a lawyer?! <o:p></o:p></div>
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(random I know! But I’m all for prophylactic thinking!)<o:p></o:p></div>
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Your guess is as good as mine. Till that time comes tho…<o:p></o:p></div>
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Miss and ONLY <i>MISS
Rondo</i> it still is…<o:p></o:p></div>
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P.S… in the meantime, enjoy what’s on constant replay this
week…<o:p></o:p></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09622213570304907891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211381462267382572.post-24095822152710738752016-05-04T23:34:00.001+01:002016-05-04T23:34:41.582+01:00“In their defense”: a cover for PRIDE and SHAME<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
so apparently, even bloggers encounter writer's block...<br />
any form of cohesive writing would i suppose...<br />
i'm just surprised i guess,<br />
considering that my posts are supposed to be about "miss rondo's" life and times<br />
is it not just to relay them to you her ardent readers...<br />
what's so difficult about that...<br />
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i guess i'm finding out...<br />
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and so...today's post is something i published a couple of years ago...<br />
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still about "miss rondo"... (though then the alter ego was still locked away in the proverbial closet)<br />
its intriguing to me <i>tho</i>, how the essence of her personality hasn't changed over the years<br />
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so you should still enjoy this post as you would all others more recent<br />
i certainly enjoy how i looked then (not so much fat!)<br />
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<i>mnwhile.</i>..i'll keep working on this writer's block nonsense...<br />
as i listen to my track on constant replay (of course)<br />
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Rondo (not real name) was talking to Taati (again, not real name…duh) the other day.</div>
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Taati and Rondo met thru a mutual friend; so their interactions always included (or better put revolved around) a “third party”. Rondo like(d) Taati though; she consider(ed) him a coolie… so it was not a chore to socialize with him (as is usually the case for her with other fof’s).</div>
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Still, because he is only her friend by extension, she maintain(ed) a certain degree of reservation…not enough to be obvious and awkward, but definitely and decidedly decorous. Neway…enough about Rondo and Taati (this note is NOT about them [per se])…so, let’s move on…</div>
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Recently (or not so recently actually) though, Taati and said third party had a falling out. Falling out in which Rondo played a referee role (of some sort). Unfortunately, a reconciliation was not achieved at that time…(I don’t know wot they were thinking consulting Rondo as a mediator neway…she’s too much of an agitator and prosecutor in my opinion)….neway… So that happened, with the result that Rondo now had 2 friends who didn’t care for each other very much. A difficult situation to be in I can assure you. Still, Rondo always let Taati know…her alliance lay primarily with their mutual “friend”… ‘and that wasn’t going to change’.</div>
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Neway, subsequently, Taati tried to repair said estranged relationship and enlisted Rondo’s help to so do. And she willingly obliged him. Not only because he had become a friend in his own right (and thus was entitled to -as she saw it - her help), but also cos she thought it was a shame that such a friendship to which she herself aspired had met (what she considered to be) an untimely end. Surely, it was a moral obligation to be charitable in the pursuit of a good cause. (it is isn’t it?)</div>
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And charitable she was…a conspiracy plan was hatched and executed…but it STILL didn’t work! There was really nothing else to be said for it…it was time to accept the demise of the friendship. But all this is STILL not the point of this note!</div>
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So…like I said…Rondo was talking to Taati…</div>
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And they were comparing notes…she about a recent “break-up” and he abt their mutual friend. While talking, both would make reference to an occurrence, and immediately, one, affronted on behalf of the other would express chagrin or even outrage…declaring “you’re definitely better off without this relationship” with the unspoken thot being “how did u manage to consort with that kind of “prick” for so long” (at least on Taati’s part :D) and midway thru (wot turned out to be an approximately three and a half hour international phone call…so I was told :D) conversation, Rondo realized both of them (as plaintiff) had repeated this phrase a number of times:</div>
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<strong>“in her/his defense”</strong></div>
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Now, since the phrase may not make any meaning to you (as it shouldn’t), let me expatiate:</div>
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Imagine you and another person have a misunderstanding that u’re reporting to a third party. And while u feel aggrieved at the person’s actions, you want to be fair in your report of the matter, not so much because u’re a good person (tho most wld like to imagine that’s the reason…yinmu), but because u want this third party, (knowing all[or at least some of] the details as u experienced them) to objectively and really (my dad pronounces this as ree-ali btw :D) decide in your favor.</div>
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So while painting the scenario of said committed crime, u find urself using words like<strong>…“in his defense”…or…“in fairness to her”…</strong>even tho u are the plaintiff.</div>
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Why do we defend people who have hurt us (especially emotionally) to others…why “defend” them or be “fair” in relaying our grievances to others?</div>
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It’s simple…<strong>PRIDE and SHAME</strong></div>
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You certainly have to defend the boyfriend u’re in love with, the one who everyone knows is a prick and treats u like shit (sorry guys, the author is a girl…wot do u xpect?). That the fine babe u lavish all that attn. on is bitchy to all ur friends, and yes, even u? (satisfied? :P). Because if you admit he’s a prick to everyone…what does that say about you when u don’t do away with the relationship?</div>
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That u’re a glutton for punishment? Or a sucker for (choke) love...that would be shameful!...No one wants ne1 to think of them as a maga…so u insist (in that pitiful whiny voice)… “it’s because u don’t see/know him/her the way I do”…“(s)he’s actually a very nice person” (gag!)</div>
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That you made an error in judgment, and he wasn’t really what u thot?...your pride won’t let u admit that either…mayb even to urself. After all…u <strong>cldnt</strong> have made such a mistake…impossible…</div>
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So it’s just better…to give them the benefit of the doubt… “it’s not him/her…it’s me” (rme)… “I’m as much @ fault ree-ali” (scorn)…</div>
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Well, me thinks…in “their defense”, if u can’t get over ur pride and shame to correct your error, they deserve your defense!</div>
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In my defense :D …when I wrote this note, I was totally “out of” sense…</div>
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funny as hell <i>tho</i>...</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09622213570304907891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211381462267382572.post-39652023142736874552016-04-19T14:29:00.001+01:002016-04-19T14:29:28.542+01:00Mr Bizzard!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
If you're reading this blog for the first time, you REALLY should go back a few posts (<i>at least)</i>...<br />
U'll be glad u did, I promise 😉<br />
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If you're already a frequent flier on this airline... Welcome...its good to you have you back on board...<br />
Without you...<i>Miss Rondo</i> would simply be the random musings of a Melancholic Sanguine...<br />
(or is it San-Mel now...i forget...whatever!...you catch the drift)...<br />
Without knowing you (the readers) are out there,<br />
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This blog wouldn't be worth as much as the url its written at<br />
(which incidentally cost <i>nothing </i>😜 )<br />
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Anyway...enough of all that...(i'm beginning to spend as many words expressing my gratitude<br />
as i used to my contrition when i was so infrequent with my uploads)...<br />
Suffice to say...i think we've covered all that adequately well...<br />
Wouldn't you agree..?<br />
Good...let's move on shall we...<br />
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Meanwhile, for the first time since i started this blog,<br />
I will not be uploading a photo of myself!<br />
Shocking i know!<br />
Thankfully my <span style="background-color: #f5f4f4; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">#CommonSense </span>far outweighs my vanity,<br />
And it therefore occurred to me that paired beside today's upload,<br />
my picture would seem like the before shot of a makeup session!<br />
So...i'll be posting my photo when there's no daunting competition,<br />
Thank you very much!<br />
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In the same vein, we'll keep last post's <span style="background-color: #f5f4f4; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">#ConstantReplay</span> video<br />
(Its not like you guys ever watch them anyway! 😜 )<br />
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I'm uploading Miss Rondo's 1st personal video!<br />
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But a little precursor...<br />
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As you are well by now, Miss Rondo loves children<br />
Sadly, she doesn't have any of her own <b>yet!</b><br />
And usually makes do loving up to her friends' and families' kids that will let her<br />
In the past few months however, she has had the privilege of<br />
(loosely phrased) <i>living with </i>two children<br />
She has...putting it mildly...been having the time of her life!<br />
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The following video gives a brief glimpse into what is currently<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09622213570304907891noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211381462267382572.post-7291018164319455882016-04-14T01:30:00.000+01:002016-04-14T01:30:17.194+01:0020 FACTs about MISS RONDO: part LAST<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Seriously...you guys are the <i><span style="color: magenta;"><b>AWESOMEST</b></span></i><br />
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<b>NINETY-FOUR page views!!! </b>(i know like 50 of those are mine...but still...94!) 😀<br />
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I truly am gratefully humbled by your followership...<br />
it motivates me, knowing someone <i>or 94 someones</i><br />
out there are intrigued enough about this "Rondo"<br />
character to get to know her...<br />
and hopefully, by the end of this post...<br />
know her you will!<br />
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So, lets move on shall we...<br />
<i>just</i> 10 more to go...<br />
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<b><span style="color: magenta;">11. Miss Rondo LOVES music!</span></b><br />
...and much in contrast to her dancing <b>(IN)</b>ability can actually hold a tune. Really though...<br />
you should hear her in the bathroom...she sounds quite good<br />
(as I imagine half of the world's population would too...<br />
...if they had access to a tiled bathroom 😅 )<br />
But more seriously...Miss Rondo loves music...<br />
the quality of her singing ability however...i'll leave entirely to your judgment...<br />
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<b><span style="color: magenta;">12. Miss Rondo is fashionable</span></b><br />
<b>NOT a fashionista</b>...(because truly sometimes she can't be bothered<br />
and certainly doesn't let it rule her life as many young <i>"urbanian"</i> types are wont to do)...<br />
but she <i>is </i>fashionable. She can't claim any credit for the trait however...<br />
apparently; its generic. Her mom is quite fashionable too...as are her maternal aunts...<br />
as was her grandmother (or so she's been told).<br />
Her fashion principle is simple...<b>too much of anything </b><br />
<b>(no matter how good) ends up bad!...therefore, moderation in all</b>...<br />
and it seems to work for her (most of the time) 😜 ...<br />
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<b><span style="color: magenta;">13. Miss Rondo dislikes cooking</span></b><br />
Don't get it wrong...because she dislikes it doesn't mean she can't.<br />
She can...very well in fact...she just doesn't like it...<br />
Kind of the way she dislikes half of the people she works with...<br />
doesn't mean she's gonna resign...<br />
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<b><span style="color: magenta;">14. Miss Rondo has OCD</span></b><br />
...short for <b>obsessive compulsive disorder</b>.<br />
Although thankfully not chronic, the condition does sometimes manifest<br />
at the most inopportune moments...<br />
To fully appreciate this particular trait of hers,<br />
one may have to spend more that a fleeting amount of time observing her...<br />
but trust me...it's there...<br />
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<b><span style="color: magenta;">15. Miss Rondo is proud</span></b><br />
But in my opinion, not in a bad way.<br />
She possesses the sort of self pride that stops her from ass-kissing her boss for example<br />
The sort that has her obeying traffic rules<br />
'cos she cant be begging <i>LASTMA, MOPOL or VIO </i>if caught.<br />
The sort that stops her from engaging in <i><b>aristoism</b></i><br />
<i>(she can't allow anybody to be talking t her anyhow because he has money to "buga" her)</i><br />
So yes, she's proud...and proud of it...<br />
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<b><span style="color: magenta;">16. Miss Rondo is opinionated...</span></b><br />
And again...i don't think it is (or mean it) in a bad way...<br />
may be because; before she forms an opinion regarding a matter,<br />
she has weighed the matter indepthly and taken account the different views<br />
of other <i>learned </i>opinionators (an actual English word)<i>...</i><br />
or because she subjects her opinions to rigorous reasoning,..<br />
sometimes playing the devil's advocate against her own arguments...<br />
in a bid to arrive at objectivity<br />
but of course...all this is just my opinion... 😆<br />
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<b><span style="color: magenta;">17. Miss Rondo has 20-20 vision</span></b><br />
Shocking right!...she's ALWAYS wearing glasses<br />
Well...she doesn't need them. its simply something she thinks enhances her appearance<br />
"makes her look more serious" she reckons...<br />
What looks more unserious though<br />
than a person who doesn't need glasses but wears them?!<br />
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<b><span style="color: magenta;">18. Miss Rondo is a San-Mel</span></b><br />
the talker-thinker, she, like many others with this temperament is highly emotional,<br />
personable and given to perfectionism (<i>remember the ocd?</i>).<br />
For me, this certainly explains a lot about her!<br />
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<b><span style="color: magenta;">19. Miss Rondo HATES injustice</span></b><br />
Especially when its targeted at the poor and lowly.<br />
I mean...they already have it hard...how can you condone making it harder<br />
There's a special place in hell reserved for people like that in my opinion...<br />
and Miss Rondo's as well<br />
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<i><span style="color: magenta;"><b><br /></b></span></i><span style="color: magenta; font-weight: bold;">20. Miss Rondo is SINGLE</span><br />
i have intentionally left this last for 2 reasons...<br />
(apart from the obviousness of causing some drama of course)...<br />
a. It is not an actual "trait" like the aforementioned are...more like a circumstance really...<br />
(and those change all the time)<br />
b. there is a plot to the story which...(yep...u guessed it)... you will be reading about in another post.<br />
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Suffice to say i personally think being single is one of the enabling <b style="font-style: italic;">circumstances </b><br />
for most of the traits she does have! Or the time available to start this blog!<br />
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So there you have them (finally)...20 FACTS about <b style="color: purple; font-style: italic;">Miss Rondo</b>...<br />
There are many more of course...<br />
However, those can only be unveiled as we continue through this journey together of<br />
<i><b><span style="color: magenta;">Miss Rondo: the life and times</span></b></i><br />
<i><b><span style="color: magenta;"><br /></span></b></i>Till my next post...i leave you with another song i've been playing frequently...<br />
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<span style="color: blue;"><b>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rnyav7pbBbk</b></span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09622213570304907891noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211381462267382572.post-57426846146647959902016-04-11T18:15:00.001+01:002016-04-11T18:15:55.282+01:0020 FACTs about MISS RONDO: part two<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Before i roll out the gist of today's post (which essentially is a continuation of my last one)...<br />
I would like to take out a few words to appreciate you guys...my reading audience...<br />
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Its an awesome feeling when you see me in person and say <b><span style="color: magenta;">"hi Ms.Rondo"</span></b><br />
<i>(even when you don't pronounce RONDO properly! I may have to put up a post to educate y'all on the correct pronunciation of that word b.t.w... )</i> or refer to a phrase from previous posts, or just simply laugh because you put up a funny comment after reading the post(s)...<br />
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I especially love those of you who refer to "her" in the 3RD person singular (like she's not me)...<br />
she IS an alter ego after all 😉 ...<br />
But seriously...thank you so much guys!...i hope you derive as much pleasure from reading as i do enjoyment from writing...<br />
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Most especially though...i would like to publicly acknowledge the <b>"inspirator"</b> of the <i>20 FACTS about Miss Rondo </i>series<i>...</i>a blogger herself; family; and dare i say...friend...Mz Oluwadamilola Omotunde of ...<a class="_56pjv" data-reactid=".0.1.0.0:0.1.1.4" href="http://www.modeboladamilola.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow me" style="background-color: #fafafa; border: 0px; font-stretch: inherit; font-weight: 600; line-height: 24px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;" target="_blank"><span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-small;">www.modeboladamilola.blogspot.com</span></a>...fame...thank you "Dami agba"...<br />
now... <b><span style="color: magenta;">"Stella got her groove back"!</span></b><br />
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So...I'm quite enjoying this 20 FACTS about Miss Rondo series...it gives me the opportunity to do one of my all favorite things...talk about ME! 😘<br />
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But that's not all it does...it helps me assess myself also... Like I said in the first part...Miss Rondo is far from perfect; and more, she's honest enough to admit it.<br />
As with most things in this imperfect world, she is a <i><b>work-in-progress</b></i> and this exercise allows 'her' to conduct an assessment...see the things that need work and hopefully, achieve improvement...<br />
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but you're not interested in that! You just want the juice!<br />
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<b><span style="color: magenta;">6. Miss Rondo is a SCAMMER!</span></b><br />
Forget <i>' yahoo-yahoo'</i> for a minute. Have you ever met someone against whom you can NEVER<br />
win an argument...? Whose ability & purpose are geared to have the proverbial last word?...<br />
that person IS Miss Rondo...! The girl can scam!!!...she simply takes pleasure in <i>'winding' </i>people verbally and seeing how far she can push anyone she comes up against in conversation.<br />
Now don't get it wrong...she doesn't claim to be an authority in this field. But it helps that very few other people have the disposition to carry on verbal tirades like she does. It really is amazing to watch her in that particular element. In fact, i have only heard her once admit to being bested by another in this 'scam arena'...<i>(she's still in awe of that b.t.w.)</i>...but again...that's a story for another day...<br />
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<b><span style="color: magenta;"><br /></span></b><b><span style="color: magenta;">7. Miss Rondo is a BULLY...</span></b><br />
An escalation of her being a scammer i suppose... I do have to point out however that she never employs this trait (or the previous) with malicious intent...and NEVER to the detriment of the<br />
down-trodden. You might even say she takes a "Robin Hood" approach...<br />
<b style="color: magenta;">bullying the bullier on behalf of the bullied</b>...<br />
<b><span style="color: magenta;"><br /></span></b><b><span style="color: magenta;"><br /></span></b><b><span style="color: magenta;">8. Miss Rondo is generous</span></b><br />
...with her resources...time, money, skills, etc...to those she deems deserving. Now don't ask me how she determines who is <span style="color: magenta; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">deserving </span>. The criteria could be anything for anyone...ranging from the way they speak to her assessment of the genuineness of their need to what time of the month it is!<br />
But most would agree..Miss Rondo is generous...<br />
What motivates the generosity...another matter...<br />
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<b><span style="color: magenta;">9. Miss Rondo LOVES children</span></b><br />
.always has... She finds their forthrightness refreshing in this jaded world we live in...Interestingly tho...she cant stand teenagers...thinks they are too full of themselves with the added disadvantage of erroneously thinking they are smarter than everyone else... (i imagine she has forgotten so soon, what it felt like to be one)...what will happen when all her godchildren grow up i wonder...<br />
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<b><span style="color: magenta;">10. Miss Rondo can't dance</span></b><br />
...to save her life! i think the reason for that is that over the years, she has placed such a high premium on mental dexterity, that she has left the physical aspect lacking...u should see her try tho...she'd get 11/10 for effort 😂 ...<br />
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But you would agree...we a getting somewhere in our profile of this <b style="font-style: italic;">"Rondo" </b>character<br />
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<span style="color: magenta;"><b>Good morning GOOD PEOPLE</b></span><br />
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So..i was awoken today with a need to get something done<br />
Something pending from my (ever-growing) to -do list<br />
And this came to mind...<br />
Feeding my long-starved alter ego...MISS RONDO...which to you may translate to updating my blog<br />
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I'll dispense with my usual apologies about my inconsistency in posting,<br />
Needless to say...i am working on it (really, i am)<br />
But that is a story for another day...<br />
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Today (as always)... we are focusing on the all important subject of <b>ME!</b><br />
Specifically though...20 FACTs about MISS RONDO...<br />
Now i know wot u're thinking...How is knowing more about <b>ME</b> beneficial to you<br />
Well...here are a few starters..<br />
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a. Knowing more about ANYTHING is always beneficial...knowledge in general is...<br />
b. Knowing more about me specifically would help in your followership of this blog...after all, if you're already following the blog, it means you have some interest in the Miss Rondo personality... reading this particular post can only further help in that career path :D ... and...<br />
c. In understanding the persona that is Miss Rondo...u may yourself identify some personal traits (good or bad) that you previously did not notice; thereby enhancing your self awareness...<br />
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<i><b><span style="color: magenta;">although let's be honest here...i'm doing this majorly for ME...</span></b></i><br />
<i><b><span style="color: magenta;">you are secondary in my thoughts as i write this post...</span></b></i><br />
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So...back to the subject @ hand...20 FACTs about Miss Rondo...<br />
we'll start with the obvious...and progressively move on to the not-so-obvious...<br />
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<span style="color: magenta;"><b>1. Miss Rondo is an individual with an intelligence level above the average world population...</b></span><br />
now...this first fact may seem particularly arrogant, but i assure you...it is not...it it simply what it is...a fact... And while you may initially reject the idea, i 'enjoin' you to go through my previous posts (again: if you had not previously done so) and verify for yourself... if you are not convinced by the end of your read...perharps a verbal conversation with yours truly would do the trick...however; if after all that, you're still not convinced...it may be an indication of <i>your </i>intelligence level, which maybe sadly nothing can be done to improve!<br />
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<span style="color: magenta;"><b>2. Miss Rondo is NOT a nice person</b></span><br />
she doesn't believe in it!...She is a firm believer that only GOD is altruistic...that no matter how good a deed, the<i> perpetuator</i> of such a did receive some form of gratuity from it (apparent or not)...in her case...doing good deeds makes her feel good...so she's not nice... which brings me to point No.3...<br />
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<b style="color: magenta;">3. Miss Rondo is a HEDONIST</b><br />
most people love pleasure too (most, not all)...but what make Miss Rondo different...she NEVER feels guilty about doing things she finds pleasurable (except of course they are morally questionable ...but even then; when caught in this dilemma, she chooses <i style="font-weight: bold;">penance after pleasure </i>rather than no pleasure at all...we only live this life once after all..<br />
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<i style="font-weight: bold;"> </i><b><span style="color: magenta;">4</span></b><b style="color: magenta;">. Miss Rondo LOVES food!</b><br />
<b>she can eat for Africa!...</b>she's always trying out new places to eat (as much as her meager salary lets her that is)...and nothing is too fine or crude for her palate...she enjoys <i>'odukun' </i>as well as buffalo wings...garri as well as mashed potatoes...caviar (no, not really) as well as 'titus'...yep...Miss Rondo loves food...her favorites of which include flour and ALL of its family members...which is why, she is ALWAYS on some diet or the other...but i digress...moving on!<br />
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<i style="font-weight: bold;"> </i><b><span style="color: magenta;">5</span></b><b style="color: magenta;">. Miss Rondo is vain...</b><br />
you will only agree with this if like me...you have taken time out to find the definition of the word 'vain'...or in this case..."vanity"...described on <i>dictionary.com</i> (awesome website b.t.w for those interested in a pursuit of improving their understanding of the English language) as...<br />
<b><span class="oneClick-link oneClick-available" style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #666666; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;">excessive</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;"> </span><span style="color: #444444;"><span class="oneClick-link" style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;">pride</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;"> </span><span class="oneClick-link" style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;">in</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;"> </span><span class="oneClick-link" style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;">one's</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;"> </span><span class="oneClick-link oneClick-available" style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;">appearance,</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;"> </span><span class="oneClick-link" style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;">qualities,</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;"> </span><span class="oneClick-link" style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;">abilities,</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;"> </span><span class="oneClick-link" style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;">achievements,</span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;"></span><span class="oneClick-link oneClick-available" style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #666666; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;">etc.</span></b><br />
Now...while i do not take pride in this particular fact...i'm big enough to admit to my shortcoming...i would also like to state explicitly that my vanity is confined to my pride (excessive is such a strong word!) in my qualities...pride in one's appearance, abilities an achievements is in my opinion...nonsensical...as we have no contributions towards them whatsoever...at best...we can (and should) only be humbly grateful when we find ourselves in custodian positions of such traits...<br />
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On this note, i must adjourn this particular post...i promise to continue from where i have paused in a 'timely' fashion (or at least more timely that you are used to on this blog'...i'll leave you with yet another of my music video discoveries...currently on <b>constant replay</b>...here... the link...<br />
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happy new year :P<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09622213570304907891noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211381462267382572.post-83734101002318914012015-12-01T23:17:00.002+01:002015-12-01T23:18:34.084+01:00all those who were born in November...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
...Stand Up, Stand OUT!!!<br />
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So; if we are connected on any social media platform,<br />
ure probably aware that my birthday was in the month of November <span style="color: purple;">(specifically the 9th)</span><br />
I'm still receiving presents though. Never mind that we are now in December <span style="color: purple;">(barely)</span>...<br />
its the thought that counts <b><span style="color: purple;">:D</span></b><br />
and how more thoughtful can a person be than to think of me "out of season"...haha!<br />
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ANYWAY...so gifts are very and still welcome<br />
Thank You in advance <b><span style="color: purple;">:)</span></b><br />
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which brings us to the reason for today's post.. <b><span style="color: purple;">Gift Giving...</span></b><br />
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It has come to my attention <span style="color: purple;">(having recently received some pressies)</span> that many people miss the essence of giving gifts.<br />
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Apart from the <span style="color: purple;">(very cliched)</span> idea of communicating to a person that they are thought of...gifts <span style="color: purple;"><b>SHOULD</b></span> <span style="color: purple;">(as a matter of necessity IMHO)</span> be an expression of the giver's fulfillment of an identified need of the receiver.<br />
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In short, if you have to give a gift, identify <span style="color: purple;">(preferably by means of covert investigation)</span> something the recipient would love to have or is in need of <span style="color: purple;">(that you the giver can afford of course)</span> and bestow. It REALLY is that simple! <br />
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If you are not doing that; u might as well just send a text or facebook <span style="color: purple;">(i hate those btw)</span> message to convey your "thought"<br />
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I can't tell you how many gifts i have received that i have absolutely no use for whatsoever and thus end up giving away simply because the giver did not make an effort to consider that my thoughts about the gift im receiving <span style="color: purple;"><b>"count"</b></span> too!<br />
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I hope therefore that as you send in the next <span style="color: purple;">(batch of)</span> present<span style="color: purple;">(s)</span>, i will see some improvement from the quantity, quality <span style="color: purple;">(and of course)</span> thoughtfulness of the gift<span style="color: purple;">(s)</span> i receive from you <span style="color: purple;"><b>:D</b></span><br />
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till then my lovlies...enjoy my gift...<br />
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PS...special shout out to every1 born in November; particularly those of "scorpio" descent<br />
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all those who were born in November...Stand Up Stand OUT!!!<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09622213570304907891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211381462267382572.post-85747659616398116022015-12-01T11:27:00.001+01:002015-12-01T12:56:08.625+01:00lately, i've been loosing sleep...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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...dreaming of all the things that <span style="color: purple;"><b>"i"</b></span> could be... </div>
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As usual' i'm stealing my entree from lyrics of currently replaying music on my songlist. In this case... <span style="color: purple;"><b>"Counting Stars"</b></span> by <b>One Republic</b> .<br />
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but before we get into all that...i wanted to say...<br />
I'm so sorry about my lack of content in the past few<span style="color: purple;"> (oh okay...more than few)</span> months. It really does <b>seem</b> that angst and melancholy are the elements that fuel this particular "blogging talent?'... And as i've not been experiencing much of both recently <span style="color: purple;">(or more correctly put, as i've been channeling the energies therefrom into more "productive" outlets...)</span>, this has suffered<br />
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Neway...<br />
So, why am i back now?<br />
Simple...pls revert to the subject of today's post <span style="color: purple;"><b>:P</b></span><br />
Angst and Melancholy <span style="color: purple;">(of course!)</span>...what else? <span style="color: purple;"><b>:D </b></span><br />
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My emotions have evolved <span style="color: purple;">(or so it seems)</span> to the point where...<br />
I apparently can now feel angst and melancholy in advance without having experienced the accompanying hurt first! All i have to do is become aware that there is a potential of hurt in an existing situation and voila...!<br />
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i not only anticipate the hurt, but also go as far as to enact emotional responses for them<br />
waiting for the proverbial second shoe to drop as it were<br />
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So that bearing on all the above are the following:<br />
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1. As my bestie always tells me...i have no real problems. If i did, i wouldn't have time to manufacture those that don't exist <span style="color: purple;">(yet)</span><br />
2. I have to much time on my hands <span style="color: purple;">(which is why i can keep a blog innit?)</span><br />
3. I have just found my TRUE calling...the art of finding and creating drama from every situation.<br />
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Small wonder my life runs like a soap opera with episodes, seasons, drama, angst, melancholy<span style="color: purple;"> (do i use the last 2 words a bit too much?)</span>...and of course; the lighter...<br />
love, laughter and life<br />
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welcome back people to the life and times of a rondo! <span style="color: purple;"><b>:D</b></span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09622213570304907891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211381462267382572.post-29050828294385542772015-04-29T15:29:00.003+01:002015-12-01T12:55:34.189+01:00I . M . Creations...inspired by rondo<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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About 10 years ago, i think during my final year of studying architecture; the dad of one of my classmates <b>(and friend) </b>passed away. The man was not young thankfully <b>(my friend was the last of six)</b>, and so it was one of those occasions when you're not happy a person is gone <b>(of course!)</b>, but sadness is tempered by the knowledge that the person lived a fulfilled life...</div>
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My friend is question was quite popular <b>(and i mean that in the best of ways)</b> so it was; that we <b>(his friends)</b> were gonna represent...i.e... leave Lagos <b>(where we attended uni)</b> for Ibadan <b>(where his family lived)</b> to support him during the final burial rites.</div>
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Now, if you consider that at this <b>(st)</b>age we had started doing <span style="color: purple;"><b>"adult"</b></span> things... after all...being in final <b>(6th) </b>year we were ready to take on the world and all...thus buying aso-ebi was part of this package. Also consider that up till now, my aso-ebi experiences were limited to family weddings <b>(which my mother always paid and got a tailor <span style="color: purple;">(that i couldn't afford of course)</span> for)</b>.</div>
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But now, as i was buying and sewing the aso-ebi on my own... i needed a reference for a good yet affordable <b>(make that cheap)</b> tailor that would my appeal to my awesome sense of style <span style="color: purple;"><b>(pls be reminded that i consider a bit of vanity essential to my existence)</b></span> and yet work well on my meager student and aristo-less allowance. The search led me to a tiny room at what was then a N10naira bus ride from school <b>(give or take a few streets)</b>...</div>
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A mother of 5, living in one of the very densely populated parts of Lagos...struggling to support her family. She was of course thrilled to have a new customer and assured me of a speedy delivery of the style we had agreed on. I in turn gave her an advance. The episode ended with a very satisfied customer <b>(and happy service provider too i'm sure)</b>.</div>
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Fast forward 10years to what must be over a hundred fittings, outfits and adjustments; some outstanding, others unwearable and we have what i now like to call...</div>
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Everyone i know refers to my tailor as <span style="color: purple;"><b><i>Iya Michael</i></b></span><b> (owing to her first son's name as Yoruba people are wont to do)</b>...hence my witty<b> (@ least i consider it so)</b> coinage for the design label <b>(kinda like <span style="color: purple;">Tailor LoRan</span> of back in the the day...lol)</b>. Her real name? Well, lets just day i keep having to check her bank account details to remind myself <b>(that's the only time she ever uses it anyways...at the bank or for the government)</b></div>
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As for our process, well...our label captures that as well...Iya Michael creates the the finished product, inspired by moi. We started out simple. Looking through magazines and just picking something to replicate. But owing to unique feature variants such as hip measurements <b>(my face is straight as i type that)</b> in comparison to bust or waist, we started to make modifications to adapt to me. Time passed and people began to appreciate my concepts, even copy them for their own personal use. I once knew a lady who took some of my clothes to her tailor just to replicate.</div>
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We also have some guiding principles for our work, IyaMichael and i; the first of which is<br />
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1. Even after all theses years, i NEVER tell her the actual date of my occasions. Usually, i lie its about a week before, just to give time for fittings<br />
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2. Finishing is as important as styling...everything from the shade and length of the underlay to whipping to quality of additional fabric <br />
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3. Never go with an idea simply because everyone is doing it right now <b>(how would i stand out at the party?...see...vanity pays!)</b><br />
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4. ALL alterations to agreed styles must be discussed before expediting and so on...<br />
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At this point, you're probably wondering why i'm taking time out on my blog to "eulogize" my tailor. After all...everyone has one and probably give or take a few of my principles adapt the same general principles in dealing with theirs...<br />
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Well...first...its my blog and i'll write wot i want to <b>(singing)</b>...lol...<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09622213570304907891noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211381462267382572.post-12576424037484741862015-04-22T16:08:00.000+01:002015-12-01T12:55:08.409+01:00by choice <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Today, i'm going with the remix <b>Shoki</b> video by Kesh ft Davido and Olamide.<br />
I'm trying to learn the featured dance steps and this vid seemed a good place to start...<br />
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So last weekend, i took my lil cousins out to what my aunt repeatedly refers to as the most expensive burger joint in Lagos.<br />
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The location was indeed pre-conceived. I <i><b>had to</b></i> impress them...<br />
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At 8 and 9 respectively they have gone on more than twice the number of trips abroad than i have at over taati!, attend "ivy-league" primary schools in Lagos,<br />
and <i><b>of course</b></i> live in VI.<br />
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I constantly have to up my game with them to retain a certain level of coolness that will be looked up to ( <span style="color: purple;">a certain level of vanity is per-requisite as part of good character in my opinion...bite me</span>).<br />
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So, not only did i have to spend my hard earned and meager salary (<span style="color: purple;">who sent me abi?</span>) on the rugrats!...they had the <i><b>very</b></i> good idea to bring a friend along! My aunty felt so sorry for me...(<span style="color: purple;">twas her daughter's friend after all...she actually offered to pay for the unplanned guest....i declined <i><b>of course</b></i>...my vanity dictated i should</span>)</div>
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Neway...all four of we (<span style="color: purple;">yes</span> <span style="color: purple;"><i><b>we</b></i></span>) went on to have said lunch and actually had a good time too...ergo exhibits a, b and c...<br />
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<a name='more'></a>Notice there is no picture of i myself actually eating though...i didn't have much of an appetite (<span style="color: purple;">it had <i><b>NOTHING</b></i> to do with trying to conserve funds...seriously</span>).<br />
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Then halfway through the meal, i thought it wouldn't be nice not to @ least get some takeouts for my older (<span style="color: purple;">but still younger than me</span>) cousins who didn't come with us cos there was no way to fit everyone in my car (<span style="color: purple;">plus this was just an outing for the kids neway</span>). Then i decided, wth...might as well get my uncle and aunt sumfin too...(<span style="color: purple;">they would for me, plus i'd been considering going on a garri only diet for a while now...good enough time to start after emptying my bank account for this</span>)...<br />
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So, after making all the extra orders...said cousins' friend pointed out that we hadn't got her mom anything...loool...imagine!...i told her her mom wasn't there when i was picking her up, and that i was only getting stuff for people in the house. She pressed though. Insisting that her mom (<span style="color: purple;">who i don't even know by the way</span>) would be upset with me if i didn't get her something as well!...loool...<b>imagine!!!</b>...in an (<span style="color: purple;">very hard to accomplish</span>) even-paced voice, i told her not to worry,i could deal with her mom's biff. What i didn't say was: <b>see squatter to trying to guilt trip space-owner to accommodate floater o!</b> Looooool...<b>IMAGINE!</b>...This pre-teen kid trying to scam me...lol...ME!...</div>
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Miss Rondo...who doesn't believe in niceness (<span style="color: purple;"><b>it is <i>NOT</i> a fruit of the spirit</b></span>)...</div>
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Miss Rondo...the scam detection (<span style="color: purple;">and fabrication...as in erection</span>) expat!...<b>SSMH</b>...</div>
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And that gets me all the time with adults too...lol...</div>
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You want something from another person...good enough...fair even...BUT...</div>
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Why cant you just ask nicely and hope they'll respond to your request on the basis of their personal reasoning preferences. Rather than attempt blackmailing them to get your way.</div>
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It certainly doesn't <i><b>endear</b></i> you to them! Coercion <b>NEVER</b> does.<br />
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And its not just about getting material or financial favors or manipulating a person to do your bidding. Some (<span style="color: purple;">in my opinion VERY sad</span>) people even try to manipulate others into loving them! It's almost like using jazz...what is the pleasure in having someone defer to you knowing its not really by their choice, but because they believe they have none?!<br />
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In my opinion...love is not love except freely given<br />
Choice is NOT choice except without fear...<br />
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Till the next time from me you hear..........its <span style="color: purple;">"shoki"</span> remix on replay...<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09622213570304907891noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211381462267382572.post-76219915859741537722015-04-20T11:19:00.001+01:002015-12-01T12:52:18.596+01:00the colour purple<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
hi again....<br />
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you can't tell, but i'm<span style="color: purple;"> <b>REALLY</b></span> glad you're reading this<br />
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it means i <b><span style="color: purple;">ACTUALLY</span> </b>have an "audience" <br />
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I'm also smiling about my choice of song for "constant replay" accompanying this post<br />
It's actually not on play as i write this (i'm watching African Magic Ede Yoruba)...or more precisely a Yoruba movie on youtube...while at work (of course!)<br />
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can u possibly guess wot song it is from the opening lyrics?... <br />
(<span style="color: purple;">DON'T LOOK AT THE VID YET!</span>)<br />
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<span style="color: purple;">You there with the sad eyes, don't be discouraged though I realize<br />
It's hard to take courage, in a world full of people<br />
You can lose sight of it and the darkness, inside you<br />
Makes you feel so small...</span><br />
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and then the words you'll prolly recognize<br />
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<span style="color: purple;">But I see your true colors shining through<br />
I see your true colors that's why I love you<br />
So don't be afraid to let them show<br />
Your true colors, true colors are beautiful<br />
Oh like a rainbow</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;">you can catch up with the video and the rest of the lyrics AFTER you read this post...lol</span></span><br />
<span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;">for now...let's focus on me (<span style="color: purple;">of course</span>)</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;">I usually listen to this song when i'm feeling a bit melancholic </span></span><br />
<span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;">There's a part of the song...the bridge i think that simply soothes...</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;">Such sad eyes take courage now, realize<br />
When this world makes you crazy<br />
And you've taken all you can bear<br />
Just call me up because you know I'll be there</span><br />
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I'm the sad eyes of course...whose full burst of TRUE colors is yet to be displayed<br />
On the other hand, i'm also the one who'll ALWAYS be there for myself<br />
(<span style="color: purple;">Thinking i can depend on anyone else all the time is simply setting myself up for even more disappointment than what caused the sadness in the first place...</span>)<br />
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But back to the true colors, and <span style="color: purple;">"the color purple" </span>...<br />
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I've never actually read the book, or seen the movie for that matter. Never got around to it<br />
But i constantly watched its preview on a VHS tape for another movie i used to watch as a kid. I still remember the baritone voice-over on the trailer saying...<br />
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<span style="color: purple;">"It's about life. It's about love. It's about us."</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;">And that is what comes to mind every-time i hear or use the phrase <span style="color: purple;">"the color purple"<span style="color: black;">. Love, Life and Us (whoever that may include ant any given time)</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;">Are u (like the main character(s) in the book...i read the wiki synopsis) in disparity with traditional and society-expected gender, social, racial or emotional roles? I am...</span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;">Do you find yourself seeking to commune with someone to understand, even if not agree with those disparities...God, a sister, a friend?...I do</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;">Does love seem far away, life seem unclear, and the concept of an "us" (you and other person(s) in aligned thought and essence) non-existent...? </span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;">(still working on how to answer that...ha ha)</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;">Refer back to the lines in the chorus and remember...</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;">Some-one <b>WILL</b> love you for your true colors</span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;">Even if it <b>IS</b> the color purple...</span></span></span></span><br />
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Dear
reader…First, and foremost, (new or returning)…thank you for taking time out to
read my ramblings today…you…yes <b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">YOU</b>
keep me dedicated (<span style="color: purple; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">and of
course the constant drama I find surrounding me…mostly self-inflicted of course…but
let’s not dwell on that</span>) </div>
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Today's <span style="color: purple; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">"track of constant
replay"</span><span style="color: purple;"> </span><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><i><span style="color: black; mso-themecolor: text1;">Collabo </span></i><span style="color: black; mso-themecolor: text1;">by P-Square ft Don Jazzy</span></b><span style="color: black; mso-themecolor: text1;"> </span>is on simply because as I
write...it <i>IS </i>on replay<span style="mso-no-proof: yes;">
</span>. The song is on my <b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">aykTOP20
list</b>, <span style="color: purple; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">(I hate the
short form of my name a.y…but for some reason LOVE a.y.k…maybe cos it
immediately points to an unusual full name which mine is btw…Ayokanmi …sorry…I
really am working on this distraction thing…) </span></div>
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So I was saying…<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Collabo </i>is on my top 20 list…1st because
the lyrics sound so sincere in comparison<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>to all the very well-engineered love lyrics we have going around these
days the <b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: purple;">"if
i no get money, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>i get place to
borrow"</span> </b>line gives me goose bumps and...<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span> </div>
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Don Jazzy’s delivery of the bridge in
many ways exceeded expectations…</div>
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All this being
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<span style="color: black; mso-themecolor: text1;">At over taaati now (</span><span style="color: purple; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">yes…the big 3.0</span><span style="color: black; mso-themecolor: text1;">)…my perspective has changed about
MANY MANY things…we’ll get into all of them as you keep reading, but my focus
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<span style="color: black; mso-themecolor: text1;">Once upon a time…love was worthless to
me…in fact a liability!...The responsibility of responding to another person’s
affection for me was (</span><span style="color: purple; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">and I think in truth still IS</span><span style="color: black; mso-themecolor: text1;">) extremely tedious. I was brought up to be considerate
and polite…but it still is a chore to reciprocate affection in which I did not
make the initial overture (</span><span style="color: purple; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">and by implication probably do not “feel”</span><span style="color: black; mso-themecolor: text1;">)…the worth of love for me is NOT in the other’s
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<span style="color: black; mso-themecolor: text1;">As such, even were my muse to reject
my overture…it would be oddly bearable knowing I did not rely on the other’s
display but on the depth of my feeling…which in turn exists whether or not it
is reciprocated</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; mso-themecolor: text1;">But I was young(er)…I’m over taati now.
I even find myself envying and even coveting the role of the one receiving the
affection (</span><span style="color: purple; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">I’ll do
my chores of receiving</span><span style="color: black; mso-themecolor: text1;">). Because
apparently love like faith “without works is dead”…whether in the giving or
receiving…</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; mso-themecolor: text1;">Till I write again…enjoy the song...</span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09622213570304907891noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211381462267382572.post-82677674223352357072015-03-18T14:30:00.001+01:002015-12-01T12:47:47.094+01:00of kings and queens and other mind games...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Before going on to my subject of discourse today...i wanted to say 2 things...<br />
<br />
1st
is to deeply apologize to my follower(s) about my prolonged
absence...unavoidable i assure you...and to be properly accounted for in
future posts<br />
<br />
2nd...about my "constant replay" video for this post...lil kesh's SHOKI...while i am well aware of <span style="color: purple;">(and also totally enjoy)</span> the more recent and star-studded remix...this is so much more fun in its "unsophisticatedness"...<br />
<br />
Moving on to the business at hand today though...<br />
<br />
So...<span style="color: purple;">(just in case you didn't know this before now)</span>...<br />
<br />
I play chess<br />
Not as well as i used to when i started about 15years ago now<br />
Not as well as i should, considering my 15years<br />
but i AM considered a chessplayer by many...<br />
definitely an enthusiast and assuredly a propagandist <br />
<br />
Neway...<br />
so, because of my affinity for the spor<span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;">t </span>(chess is NOT a game!)</span><br />
i've decided to take a further step in its propagation.<br />
One
of my outlets in achieving this is by helping out my budding chess
coach-cum-manager-cum-journalist friend out with his chess-related
projects <span style="color: purple;">(and let me tell u, there are many of them) </span><br />
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From editing his proposals, to watching his 10mins of telly fame as part of a sports show <span style="color: purple;">(in order to give constructive criticism), </span>to just being a listening ear...etcetera, etcetera, etcetera...the list is endless<br />
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NEWA<span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;">Y</span> (sorry, i tend to get distracted easily)</span>...<br />
while on the most recent of these duties <span style="color: purple;">(being picking out a name for a chess club he wants to set up)</span>...i decided that the club not only needed a name, but some sort of icon.<br />
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Immediately,
my brain began mentally scanning through the myriad of chess affiliated
images that it had catalouged since my earliest memories playing the
gam<span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;">e</span> (sorry SPORT)</span><br />
The easy and common-place of course came up first...pieces, the chess board itself, the fide logo <span style="color: purple;">(which incidentally is comprised of a knight placed at the center of a segmented ellipse)</span>,
the NCF <span style="color: purple;">(Nigerian Chess Federation...yes, Nigeria has a chess
federation akin to the football association :P)</span>, which also sports a
knight-encrusted logo.<br />
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This prompted me to check out logos of other chess federations, in trying to get an idea for our own chess club icon. <span style="color: purple;">(just an idea...i'm not a plagiarist...but there's nothing new under the sun after all :D)</span><br />
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For the USCF (American Federation), i got a king emblemed on a shield<br />
On the Chinese Fed logo, it was a knight sitting in a semi-parabolic checkered layout<br />
For Ukraine, it was the king's crown<br />
For India, another crown <br />
For France, it was a king's game annotation icon.<br />
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I could go on, but will stop so not to bore you...<span style="color: purple;">(and of course so i can finally publish this tirade!)<span style="color: black;">...The
point is this...i went through over 10 websites affiliated to chess
development in different countries and not one of them...NOT ONE used
the QUEEN, <span style="color: purple;">(the single most outstanding piece on the chessboard)</span> as their
icon!</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;">Now,
I am not usually given in to the outcry for gender equality or
pro-feminism. The truth is, i dont really consider myself to be
typically female <span style="color: purple;">(u're probably
thinking...way to make this about you...and ure right...but if u dont
like it...by all means, please go set up your own blog) <span style="color: black;">...neway...therefore,
sexist comments about the female gender normally just go right above my
head...I dont imagine that ne1 who knew me would attribute ANY of my
qualities (good and bad), dispositions and general life outlook to my
GENDER rather than logical reasoning which i strive for always...</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;">Neway...Back to chess...<span style="color: purple;">(told you i get easily distracted)...</span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;">Everyone knows the QUEEN is the most powerful
piece on the board. Yes, the game ends with the impending capture of an
opponent's King...but 90% of chess players would consider a game lost
without a queen<span style="color: purple;"> (with the exception of her tactical or positional sac of course!).<span style="color: black;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;">So,
why wouldn't 10 out of 10 randomly chosen chess affiliates not accord
respect to her royal majesty and show her off as their "trademark"?!
Because chess is a "game of kings" and she's the queen?!...hrmmp!</span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;">Maybe
i'm being overly sensitive...which i'm told is an entirely "female"
pursuit <span style="color: purple;">(although i will be quick to point out that my most emotionally
sensitive and expressive friend is a dude!), </span>maybe i haven't done good
enough research, <span style="color: purple;">(but 10 out of 10 seemed good enough to me)</span>...</span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;">Whatever
be the case,...it just seems "fishy" <span style="color: purple;">(pun intended)</span> of the federations
in question...and i CERTAINLY will be remedying that with our soon to be
founded chess club (w<span style="color: purple;">hatever its name is when we do...still not telling
:P)</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;">Despite the tirade though...it is still appropriate to end today's note by saying</span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;">GENS UNA SUMUS</span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;">hv a good week pple! </span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;"> i leave u with wots on replay...</span></span></span></span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09622213570304907891noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211381462267382572.post-20049427081741307932014-11-29T04:53:00.003+01:002015-12-01T12:43:49.033+01:00"I'm standing here looking in the mirror"...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
..."saying damn to myself"<br />
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and as in the later part of the song...<br />
"it is too late to talk about it"<br />
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but what i will say...<br />
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i've grown..<br />
grown to be patient<br />
grown to come to terms with many things<br />
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i've learnt<br />
learnt to be strong<br />
learnt to take responsibility for outcomes<br />
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so...<br />
it isn't as painful as i thought it would be<br />
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but like said before...<br />
"it is too late to talk about it now"<br />
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and so, till next time... enjoy the song itself...<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09622213570304907891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211381462267382572.post-83408186661374855702014-10-24T14:30:00.004+01:002015-12-01T12:37:00.542+01:00i was sure by now...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: blue;">"...that you would have reached down,</span><br />
<span style="color: blue;">and wiped my tears away,</span><br />
<span style="color: blue;">stepped in and saved the day..."</span><br />
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It would appear that i only remember social media as an outlet for the dispensing of prevailing emotional melancholy...lol...<br />
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Today, in addition to the lyrics of the song on replay on my phone (see you tube video),<br />
A few lines i stole from a friend that seem so apt...<br />
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<b>"you feel lonely, not when no-one cares about you,</b><br />
<b>but when the person you expect to care,</b><br />
<b><b>doesn't care about you at all"</b></b><br />
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For some reason, maybe self-aggrandizingly (!) so,<br />
When i saw those lines on his blackberry display message,<br />
I kind of felt like they were directed @ me<br />
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I really had been absent for a while,<br />
And fairly, to someone who had become an intrinsic part of my daily routine,<br />
Being ignored for days on end would elicit such a reaction in anyone i imagine.<br />
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Good friend that i am though (self-flattering also)<br />
I did make amends and he no longer feels this way<br />
Now, by some sheer twist of fate, it's my turn (regarding someone else of course) <br />
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And maybe like my friend's message, that i heard and responded to<br />
That person involved will see this (although probably not as i have no followers!!!)<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09622213570304907891noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211381462267382572.post-21546121163258429282014-09-21T18:58:00.000+01:002014-09-21T18:58:49.982+01:00what type of office?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">some years ago...my lil sis told my even lil'er cousin
she'd started at her new job...& know what he asked her...what kind of
office she works in...an air-conditioned office or a ceiling fan
office...taking into consideration that the generator in my sister's office had just
packed up..she said she currently works in a window office...i on d
other hand worked in a standing fan office (there was never "nepa" (power) for the air
conditioning).</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">so...wot kind of office do you work
in?</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">by the way...just in case you were wondering...i upgraded (in more ways than one) :D</span></span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09622213570304907891noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6211381462267382572.post-10619593344436988622014-09-20T14:14:00.000+01:002014-09-21T17:21:46.001+01:00the life and times of a "RONDO"<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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my mom once attempted to explain the word "RONDO" to my lil' cousin.(and by little i mean he was under ten @ d time).<br />
He
was not a little irritated @ my chosen nickname for him.(his even
youger brother was RUNDU - merely a slight variation for the pupose of
distinguishing btw d 2 of them when i needed to get their attention).<br />
...neway...back to rondo...<br />
My
mom explained the "rondo" was how an elderly person (i.e myself -
although i find it laughable that ne1 wld refer to me as elderly...no
matter my age), referred to a younger, usually chubbier person. the
term, she further clarified was attributed to cute young boys and girls ,
and so he should actually consider it a compliment.<br />
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My cousin
wasnt satisfied with this however,(must have had something to do with
the fact that i was snickering in the corner throughout the
exchange)...wicked i know<br />
neway...@ this point, u d reader will probably want to know wot a "rondo" is...<br />
first i'll tell u wot it is not<br />
RONDO is NOT a term i reserve only for small or even cute chubby youngsters...<br />
I
mean, i used to call my boyfriend (now ex :D) MR RONDO from time to time, and u should see
his build and birth certificate...(they both tower over me and
mine)...lol, which is why i added the "mr" prefix by the way.<br />
i
will admit however that it is a term of endearment....or at least to
endear a person to the verbal tirade i'm about to assault them with.<br />
its
wot i call my sista when i talk to her on the phone...after havin not
seen her in a long time(with an expectancy that she's grown
horizontally...lol)<br />
its wot i call my brother when i need to get his attention...he hates d word and so always responds to it...lol<br />
Its
wot i refer to my colleagues @ work as...when i'm not gettin ahead in a
debate or argument(it sidetracks them from the original
discussion...their irritation @ being called that, and they dont win d
debate)<br />
and finally...<br />
...its how i refer to myself, when
deep in thot i try to (and the word of emphasis is "try"...lol)
deliberate on a course of action, direction or life...<br />
WELCOME...to...the life and times of a "RONDO"...</div>
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