<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893</id><updated>2012-01-23T16:53:22.393-08:00</updated><category term='9ja'/><category term='speakup9ja'/><category term='2009'/><category term='babies'/><category term='Olamild Entertainments'/><category term='olu maintain'/><category term='New Year'/><category term='Imagine You'/><category term='Lovey&apos;s Lounge'/><category term='Family'/><category term='weekend D&apos;banj'/><category term='Olamild&apos;s Galleria'/><category term='biscuit'/><category term='Thanks'/><category term='tag'/><category term='Appreciation'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='Imagine Me'/><category term='rccg'/><category term='Deep Mess 1'/><category term='International Day for the Elimination of Violence against Women'/><category term='WASS'/><category term='real me'/><category term='lightupnigeria'/><category term='Independence day'/><category term='Poye Fashion'/><category term='Obedience'/><category term='sex'/><category term='dbang'/><category term='gifts'/><category term='yinka aiyefele'/><category term='Lil Wayne'/><category term='2 face'/><category term='amazing grace'/><category term='SAAM'/><category term='Care'/><category term='Poetry'/><category term='pastor adeboye'/><category term='mom'/><category term='Africa'/><category term='october'/><category term='Ankara Night'/><category term='Jokes'/><category term='mongoliangrille'/><category term='2008'/><category term='Ghetto love'/><category term='kids'/><category term='tenten'/><category term='kidparties'/><category term='Invitation'/><category term='yoruba nite'/><category term='breast cancer awareness month'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='bible'/><category term='olamild songs'/><category term='Wedding'/><category term='nigeria'/><category term='God'/><category term='3 words'/><category term='www.lovita.bravejournal.com'/><category term='yoruba youth corporation'/><category term='games'/><category term='2007'/><category term='miss'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='o&apos;collectionz'/><category term='blog'/><category term='Prayer'/><category term='question'/><category term='o k'/><category term='life'/><category term='Faze'/><category term='london buki'/><category term='unimaginable'/><category term='Rants'/><category term='Dedication'/><category term='Love'/><category term='mohitsallstars'/><category term='egbe omo yoruba'/><category term='Pictures'/><category term='Fashion'/><category term='busy'/><category term='sick'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='okin biscuit'/><category term='j moss'/><category term='9ice'/><category term='realme'/><category term='yahooze'/><category term='Father&apos;s Day'/><category term='Full Access'/><category term='naijaworld'/><category term='jesus you are my everything'/><category term='A woman&apos;s worth'/><title type='text'>A Lady in Disguise</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>146</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-8492340170861969115</id><published>2010-10-13T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T18:59:56.862-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realme'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Greetings my friends, how una dey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today wasn't too bad I think. Despite the fact that my tank was on E, I drove the car all the way to work cos I didn't want to be late. Of course I had to race to the nearest gas station after work lol! On entering the gas station, i found the cashier on the phone and decided to give him a lil time to round up the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude just kept talking on the phone while staring at me (down there). I felt quite uncomfortable and wondered why his eyes were glued to that part of my body. Scared that my pants might be  unzipped, I looked down only to see the 'bulge.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ladies:&lt;/strong&gt; Don't you just hate those jeans that makes you look like you've got a male organ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-8492340170861969115?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/8492340170861969115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=8492340170861969115' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8492340170861969115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8492340170861969115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2010/10/greetings-my-friends-how-una-dey-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-3477250342188043369</id><published>2010-08-23T15:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T06:57:50.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unwrapped with Unspeakable Love</title><content type='html'>Olamild went on a date for the very 1st time. Don't ask how it went o lol...just read &amp;amp; enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How it all started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was bright and the weather was beautiful; Darius and I thought it'd be nice to take a walk. We didn't know where we were headed but we walked hand in hand on a straight path. The breeze blew sweet sounds to our ears as we walked towards a park. There were no seats so we sat on the grass. I looked around to confirm that the area was mosquito free;  darius took pictures. We started to talk about how the week was and eventually transited into relationship talks. I uprooted some clean grass and weaved them together as Darius shared his thoughts on some issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You know you could always talk to me about relationships; I am the love doctor&lt;/span&gt; [laughs]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darius: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How many serious relationships have you been in&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: [giving him the whatever-look]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darius: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just kidding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hmm...Something just dawned on me. I've never actually been on a date. I've gone out with friends on several occasions but nothing serious. You know how you dress up to kill for the night and all...not me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darius: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are you doing tomorrow night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stopppp! I am not going anywhere with you o. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darius: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are you doing?&lt;/span&gt; [serious look]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back and forth on whether I was free the next night and he won. I agreed to go on a date with him and planned to wear a T shirt and jeans so he'd know it's just casual as we are really good friends. I went to work the next morning without even thinking about what the night was gonna be lik&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/TG_zsqd_P_I/AAAAAAAAGkk/9E7cXeDMOWg/s1600/olamildondatte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/TG_zsqd_P_I/AAAAAAAAGkk/9E7cXeDMOWg/s320/olamildondatte.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507888817937268722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e. At exactly 3:33 p.m., I got a text message from Darius. He wanted to know if I was looking forward to the night. He sent another message telling me to look my best. I told him I was planning on dressing casual and he insisted that I wear a dress because he was wearing a tuxedo. He kept texting to make sure I was heeding to his words; he eventually told me to flow with the river so I don't get drowned. I became very nervous. We agreed that he was going to pick me up at 8 o'clock. At 7:35, I was still contemplating on whether to dress casual or wear my long black dress. I was convinced when Shola stepped in and offered to help with the makeup, dress and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shola: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Oya sit down so we can do the makeup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can we just use powder and carmex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shola: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I am your makeup artist this evening and whatever I say or do goes. I know you've never used lip stick but we are going to give it a shot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What if it stains my teeth? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shola:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; It wont! It all depends on how it is applied. Do as I do&lt;/span&gt; (smiley face with lips widely parted)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried imitating her but she bursted out laughing and said I looked nothing like she did. She instructed me to apply the lip stick like i would lip gloss and i did. It gave a tiny touch of color; Shola moisturized my hair and made sure my entire look was set. She walked me outside the room to take pictures and teased me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I was not ready at 8 o'clock. Darius kept texting to make sure I was having the "make-me-faint look." He showed up and asked Shola for his date; I blushed and stepped out gracefully. He opened the door for me and off we went. We talked and talked; I didn't bother to ask where we were going because my mind was made up...i was gonna go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darius:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; What kind of food do you like&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;African...Nigerian to be precise. My favorite food is jollof rice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darius: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's exactly what we are going to have. Let me just call the restaurant to make sure everything's set. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; The Date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversation continued and he did not stop telling me how beautiful I was and looked that night. We drove to a familiar neighborhood and Darius said he was gonna pick something up from Carmen. We parked in front of Carmen's house and Darius told me to stay in the car. I thought he was gonna go into Carmen's to get whatever he wanted but he walked towards me and opened the door. He helped me out of the car and walked me to Carmen's porch. I knew I was in for a surprise when Darius pulled out the key to Carmen's. My heart skipped a beat as I walked up on the candle light stairs. Opening my mouth, I savored the air which was sweetened with the flavor of peace, love, and serenity. The table was neatly set for two. Darius offered me a seat and mumbled words that I didn't hear; I was still basking in the euphoria of the atmosphere. He offered us a drink and proceeded to the center of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darius:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; We've got strawberries, two kinds of grapes to choose from; jollof rice prepared just the way you like it, sweet cake for dessert and wine for later. We've got Brian McKnight's cd, John Legend...which one do you want us to listen to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: [dazed] &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OMG! You did all this for me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darius: [handing me a card] &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Open it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Awww &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/THPif5wVWyI/AAAAAAAAGlM/EPw6OSqYkOo/s1600/dateolamild+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/THPif5wVWyI/AAAAAAAAGlM/EPw6OSqYkOo/s200/dateolamild+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508995806911617826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/THPg7JA52FI/AAAAAAAAGlE/SaQILBHYxz0/s1600/dateolamild+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/THPg7JA52FI/AAAAAAAAGlE/SaQILBHYxz0/s200/dateolamild+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508994075840862290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/THPltQV2uXI/AAAAAAAAGlU/mah0gh8a3lc/s1600/dateolamild+%283%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/THPltQV2uXI/AAAAAAAAGlU/mah0gh8a3lc/s200/dateolamild+%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508999334847756658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/THPmrmbZt1I/AAAAAAAAGlc/CGQZXteEdic/s1600/olamildondate+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/THPmrmbZt1I/AAAAAAAAGlc/CGQZXteEdic/s200/olamildondate+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509000405928490834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened my mouth to talk but words failed me. Darius fed me strawberries as we conversed. I asked if it was okay for me to serve us and he obliged; he told me the night was all about me - I needed to know my worth. He excused himself for about a minute and came back with a vase of flowers. They were freshly picked and beautifully colored. I wanted to jump up and hug him but cautioned myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Carmen set me up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darius: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No she did not&lt;/span&gt; [smiles]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You two set me up. I saw Carmen this evening and she did not tell me all this; she didn't even say she knew about the date. She actually bought me a dress today. I liked it but I didn't wear it because you told me not to come casual. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darius: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You liked it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darius: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How well do you like the dress she got you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I liked it a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darius: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let's see how well you'd like the dress I bought you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: [gasping for breath] &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OMG!! Tell me this isn't real...pinch me and snap me back to reality please. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darius: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everything's real. You deserve nothing but the best in life. You're beautiful and you don't even know your worth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No one's ever done this for me; I mean this is the sweetest thing anyone's ever done for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darius: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You deserve more. Open the box and tell me what you think of the dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I embraced the box like my whole life was in it. Darius could not wait to see my expression, the camera flashed as I fumbled with the ribbons. The dress was simply beautiful. I wrapped the dress and placed it in the box while Darius walked over to the boom box. He walked towards me and asked me to dance. I walked up to him and kept a distance; he placed my hand on his shoulder and we danced to Back @ One by Brian McKnight. Immediately the song ended, I hurried to my seat; Darius played a movie. He turned to ask if I was ready to eat and I could not even talk. We ate, drank a little wine (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;non-alcoholic&lt;/span&gt;) and watched the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darius: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you having a good time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darius: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best time of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Same here but OMG! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darius: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is too much for me. Who are you again? Is this the Darius I know? I thought 9ja guys were not romantic o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darius: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just want to put a smile on your face. You are very special and you must know it. How do you feel right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darius: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you...excuse me o. I know this feels like Hollywood and all but I gotta bring a little Nollywood in it. I have some tom tom in my purse that I want to lick if that's fine by you. You know we just had fish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darius: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know you don't need that right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Really? Don't worry, it'll only take a sec. I'll break and chew it very fast. You want some tom tom? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darius: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nooo bush girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can't turn me down. I didn't object when you offered me fruits. You must accept this one o. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We fought playfully and he accepted it. His plan for the night was for us to wine, dine and eventually go out to see the water falls. I told him I'd rather stay indoors and he said it was okay. I placed my head on his shoulders as we watched the movie. A while after, we had dessert, talked and danced again. We laughed about everything; every second was splendid. At the end of the night, Darius opened the door, carried my flower and  dress to my front porch. `Sealed the night with a kiss on my wrist - the  entire night was refreshingly thrilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/THPpNG4DJTI/AAAAAAAAGl0/MZGAb2mZkec/s1600/olamildondate+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/THPpNG4DJTI/AAAAAAAAGl0/MZGAb2mZkec/s200/olamildondate+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509003180597519666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/THPqTRPKj5I/AAAAAAAAGl8/UpaUsISNWU0/s1600/olamildondate+%283%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/THPqTRPKj5I/AAAAAAAAGl8/UpaUsISNWU0/s200/olamildondate+%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509004385969672082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;MESSAGE 4 DARIUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The phrase 'thank-you' is not enough to express my gratitude. You went out of your way to remind me that I am not just special on the date but always. I appreciate you and love you for all that you are to me. I have not been the same since the date; I wake up everyday feeling beautiful and confident, thank you for helping me to see and embrace the woman that I am on the inside - bold, black,beautiful &amp;amp; blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-3477250342188043369?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/3477250342188043369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=3477250342188043369' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3477250342188043369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3477250342188043369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2010/08/unwrapped-with-unspeakable-love.html' title='Unwrapped with Unspeakable Love'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/TG_zsqd_P_I/AAAAAAAAGkk/9E7cXeDMOWg/s72-c/olamildondatte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-3979831466409414333</id><published>2010-06-13T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T15:06:06.919-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><title type='text'>True Friends</title><content type='html'>It's almost like I forgot how to blog.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't have much to share but I want to use this medium to thank God for coming through for me at all times. In the past few months, I have &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/TBVWP87PNxI/AAAAAAAAF0I/n2vv0B8MgAI/s1600/true-friend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 304px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/TBVWP87PNxI/AAAAAAAAF0I/n2vv0B8MgAI/s320/true-friend.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482382953446061842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;learned so much that I hope to apply the lessons to other areas of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize if I have not visited your blog lately. Please leave a comment and I will follow the link to your blog.  So back to my tori&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have being one to say that true friends are the only ones that stand by you when you're in travails but that has changed unfortunately. I have come to realize that not everyone that stands by is sympathizing with you, they could be standing to mock you. They could be there to make matters worst by constantly reminding you of how bad your situation is. True friends are not just ones that stand by you through rough seasons, they are the ones that stand by you when you succeed. Rather than despise you, they rejoice sincerely and push you to strive harder at  whatever it is that you are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, I thank God for the friends that I have and also hope that the ones that I am losing realize that life is short...no one knows tomorrow. Be happy when you see other people doing good. That attitude might be all you need to skyrocket you to where you want to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-3979831466409414333?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/3979831466409414333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=3979831466409414333' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3979831466409414333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3979831466409414333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2010/06/true-friends.html' title='True Friends'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/TBVWP87PNxI/AAAAAAAAF0I/n2vv0B8MgAI/s72-c/true-friend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-3858122250365007223</id><published>2010-04-23T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T07:29:41.131-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realme'/><title type='text'>Olamild misses Da Grin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9GuVLkJD0I/AAAAAAAAFUo/9zpM6ksVrkE/s1600/OlamildmissesDAGRIN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9GuVLkJD0I/AAAAAAAAFUo/9zpM6ksVrkE/s400/OlamildmissesDAGRIN.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463339501881986882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-3858122250365007223?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/3858122250365007223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=3858122250365007223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3858122250365007223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3858122250365007223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2010/04/olamild-misses-da-grin.html' title='Olamild misses Da Grin'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9GuVLkJD0I/AAAAAAAAFUo/9zpM6ksVrkE/s72-c/OlamildmissesDAGRIN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-5352809486802221128</id><published>2010-04-19T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T18:10:13.554-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realme'/><title type='text'>Olamild is a tea bag!!</title><content type='html'>Had a blast with Dr. Samuel Chand &amp;amp; Pastor Mattew Ashimolowo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S8z-OOyuAoI/AAAAAAAAFR4/i8whXLfqba8/s1600/800px-tea_bags.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S8z-OOyuAoI/AAAAAAAAFR4/i8whXLfqba8/s320/800px-tea_bags.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462019968536019586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent this past weekend in Baltimore, MD; I actually attended a 3 days leadership conference tagged "the father's business." I stand to say I am not the same person I was few days ago. The conference was a turning point for me. I really wish I could share all that I learned, yall need to register and attend next yr's conference o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Samuel Chand was a total blessing to me. Not only was he funny, he gave an awesome illustration that's fresh and will forever linger in my memory. He said to make a difference everywhere we go that it's okay to be different as long as the father's business is done well and his name is glorified. Pastor Mattew supported this by saying "let people say. Do not bother yourself about what people say as long as you continue to please God in all you do." Back to Dr. Samuel's Illustration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOT WATER ILLUSTRATION - BOILING WATER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) A carrot is hard on its own. Place it in boiling water and it comes out soft.&lt;br /&gt;(2) An egg is soft on its own. Place it in boiling water and it comes out hard.&lt;br /&gt;(3) A tea bag is just a tea bag. Place it in boiling water &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and the water changes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;color for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE THE TEA BAG. Make a positive change is someone's life now and always. I say start by reaching out to the needy. Have a wonderful week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-5352809486802221128?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/5352809486802221128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=5352809486802221128' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/5352809486802221128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/5352809486802221128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2010/04/olamild-is-tea-bag.html' title='Olamild is a tea bag!!'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S8z-OOyuAoI/AAAAAAAAFR4/i8whXLfqba8/s72-c/800px-tea_bags.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-1518757355080779461</id><published>2010-03-27T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T10:09:17.517-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><title type='text'>Second Chance</title><content type='html'>Again, I sing my favorite song of all times.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;But for your grace I cannot be saved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;But for your grace, I would go my way&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm forever grateful &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;that you have been faithful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;to me lord &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;for your amazing Grace.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know the author of that song but my sister taught me that song in the year 2006. I know I have not (blogged) said &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S6468dqHjxI/AAAAAAAAE58/4PXCS_A0uaw/s1600/olamildinkente.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S6468dqHjxI/AAAAAAAAE58/4PXCS_A0uaw/s320/olamildinkente.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453361009220095762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;much lately due to my tight schedule. `Just want to start by saying I have missed all my wonderful, old blogger friends - writefreak, jaycee, princesa, fantasyqueen, olufunke, jaybabe, diaryofag, rinsola, opeke, goodnaijagirl and you (yes you!). Una still dey blogsville? I dey hail o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I am today is not where I use to be and I thank God for that. Where I am spiritually is not where I want to be but I am believing God to help me back to where I use to be. Old blogger friends can testify to the fact that I am either writing or singing God's praise... hate to say I have not done much of that. It took a wonderful friend (Obiwon) to help me realize that God is a jealous one and still inhabits my praises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has happened in the last few months (good &amp;amp; bad)&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday, God intervened on my behalf as always. My sister and I were heading to the young ladies fellowship. I decided to stop by the gas station to get gas so we wouldn't have to make the stop later on that night. I bought gas and headed out of the station to the road. The light was about to turn red so i hit the brake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the car did not stop. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY BRAKE FAILED&lt;/span&gt;. For the 1st time in my life, I experienced what it meant for one's brake to fail. I pressed harder but that just made it worse as the car started to make a scrunching sound. I remembered dad's tutorial and forced the gear to park. The car moved for about 10 secs, swayed and stopped with a loud thud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the middle of the road/hindering cars from going through. I turned on my hazard light and gave thanks. I thanked God for helping me think of a way to stop the car instead of panicking and running into oncoming traffic. I am still thankful and will continue to be grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car is front of my house right now... waiting on the mechanic to come fix it. Thank God for my life &amp;amp; that of my sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear a voice saying - "go back to where you use to be, go back to praising without ceasing."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-1518757355080779461?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/1518757355080779461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=1518757355080779461' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/1518757355080779461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/1518757355080779461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2010/03/second-chance.html' title='Second Chance'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S6468dqHjxI/AAAAAAAAE58/4PXCS_A0uaw/s72-c/olamildinkente.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-586452125252864791</id><published>2010-02-11T06:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T06:34:56.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Howdy Friends</title><content type='html'>No I have not left Blogger&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://olamildentertainment.com"&gt;RIGHT HERE &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-586452125252864791?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/586452125252864791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=586452125252864791' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/586452125252864791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/586452125252864791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2010/02/howdy-friends.html' title='Howdy Friends'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-3391053831639825285</id><published>2009-11-21T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T07:20:01.510-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>My newest addiction</title><content type='html'>This song has been on repeat since yesterday.&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tBAibNqqPf8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tBAibNqqPf8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't stop listening to it. God has really blessed us (Africans) with numerous talents and it's always nice to see people like NOSA using their gift to glorify God's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Always Pray for you' is a pidgin song infused with RnB. I can't describe how good it is, just listen and be the judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE THIS? SEE &lt;a href="HTTP://OLAMILDENTERTAINMENT.COM"&gt;OLAMILD ENT&lt;/a&gt; FOR MORE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-3391053831639825285?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/3391053831639825285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=3391053831639825285' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3391053831639825285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3391053831639825285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-newest-addiction.html' title='My newest addiction'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-8162477465252988977</id><published>2009-11-11T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T17:26:05.339-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olamild Entertainments'/><title type='text'>Na who give ekaette belle?</title><content type='html'>THIS IS A MUST SEE FOR ALL AFRICAN WOMEN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful song from Maye Hunta&lt;br /&gt;The video sef gbono feli feli&lt;br /&gt;If you've seen this before, I suggest you watch it again,&lt;br /&gt;if not, watch it right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER EVER HIRE A LIVE-IN HOUSEGIRL&lt;br /&gt;I am not warning you o, I am begging you  o my pple.&lt;br /&gt;Please learn to cook if you don't know how to.&lt;br /&gt;Don't hire the house girl wey go take &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ogbono soup&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ikebe&lt;/span&gt; snatch your husband.&lt;br /&gt;Don't hire an ekaette unless u wanna end up singing&lt;br /&gt;"na who give my house girl belle?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G6ccODygHeM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G6ccODygHeM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D KOKO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm interviewing this artist on &lt;a href="http://olamildentertainment.com/"&gt;OLAMILD ENT&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I need people to send in questions.&lt;br /&gt;If you've got questions pertaining to this vid or any question (in general), leave a comment and I will add it to the list of questions I'd ask him during the interview.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-8162477465252988977?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/8162477465252988977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=8162477465252988977' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8162477465252988977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8162477465252988977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/11/na-who-give-ekaette-belle.html' title='Na who give ekaette belle?'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-2213780611011514099</id><published>2009-10-20T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T09:33:10.989-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><title type='text'>Olamild vs. Yahoo Yahoo boys</title><content type='html'>Hello Blogsville&lt;br /&gt;How una dey? Hope una dey enjoy o...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yall know how we're all trying to keep our heads up&lt;br /&gt;in this recession (or should I say economic meltdown like my 9ja folks).&lt;br /&gt;I decided to add on to what I do&lt;br /&gt;so I put up resumes on those job search websites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told to check out craigslist&lt;br /&gt;which I didn't know about until recently.&lt;br /&gt;Lo and behold I got two interviews from craiglist.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I saw this job posting for an office asst.&lt;br /&gt;and reviewed the job description.&lt;br /&gt;It seemed like an easy task wiff my credentials&lt;br /&gt;+ it won't affect my evening classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent my resume to the job poster and got an email saying the resume&lt;br /&gt;fits the job criteria. I was expecting a scheduled interview&lt;br /&gt;but was told the job was temporarily out of office and I'd have to work from home.&lt;br /&gt;I thought that was even perfect and asked for more info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told I'd run errands&lt;br /&gt;mainly making donations to charitable organizations&lt;br /&gt;because the "employer" works between MI and NY.&lt;br /&gt;I'd run the errands in MI since I reside there while the employer is supposedly away from MI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked to meet the person I was to work for&lt;br /&gt;but was told to send my picture which I objected to.&lt;br /&gt;I stopped replying the messages and thought the person might have given up on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a week or so after, I got an email saying&lt;br /&gt;a check had been mailed to my address for $3700&lt;br /&gt;shooo for what?&lt;br /&gt;Employer said to send an email as soon as I received the check.&lt;br /&gt;I got a check in the mail for $3700&lt;br /&gt;about 3 days after the message. I asked what I was to do with  it.&lt;br /&gt;Employer said I would need to cash the check&lt;br /&gt;and send it to an orphanage home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orphanage home?&lt;br /&gt;Yall know I love kids! I deposited the check and was told&lt;br /&gt;the funds would be available on Oct 9th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I emailed employer and asked for more details prior to the funds availability.&lt;br /&gt;I got an email saying I'd have to send the money&lt;br /&gt;via western union to an orphanage home in UK&lt;br /&gt;and keep $500 to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$500 for me just to help person send money to UK ehn?&lt;br /&gt;I knew something was fishy all along but ehmm&lt;br /&gt;I don't jump to conclusions.&lt;br /&gt;I googled the name and address i was to send the funds.&lt;br /&gt;The name came up and the address came up as well.&lt;br /&gt;The address was that of a boutique and not an orphanage home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not mention anything to Mr. Employer claiming to be a "Mrs."&lt;br /&gt;I went out of town for 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;On getting back (oct 11), an email had been sent to me.&lt;br /&gt;I was to send the funds immediately because a little boy needed surgery.&lt;br /&gt;I did not respond to the message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called the cops to seek advice on how to handle the issue&lt;br /&gt;since the check was payable to my birth name.&lt;br /&gt;They told me to talk to my bank instead; the check was issued from a bank in NY.&lt;br /&gt;On getting to the bank, I was told the check had been sent back to my house&lt;br /&gt;because it was rejected when my bank tendered it.&lt;br /&gt;I told them how it came about and how I suspected it to be fraudulent and they said they'd call the bank in NY to see why the check was returned to sender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They called and confirmed it was fraud-related.&lt;br /&gt;Everything looked perfect but the account number on the check did not exist.&lt;br /&gt;The representative advised that i beware of job ads on craigslist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thanked the bank and went home since my name was clear.&lt;br /&gt;I told my friends about the whole issue and they were glad it was over with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oct 18&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;6 days after i resolved the issue with my bank &amp;amp; 12 days since i stopped to respond to Mr. Employer's email&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a phone call for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hello, I am calling from the orphanage home in UK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we were told you'd send some funds but.&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hung up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone rings again and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The little boy is desperately in need of surgery and we really need the money. Please....&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hung up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone rings for the 3rd time with a private number of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hello Miss ***, how are you? I am calling from the orphanage...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olamild - "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hey hey hey listen up! You can at least cover up your thick Nigerian accent now if you wan fool person. Who told you to call me? &lt;/span&gt;(trying not to curse in my native tongue) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Let this be the last time you'll ever call my number again. If you dare call me again,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hung up and that was it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-2213780611011514099?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/2213780611011514099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=2213780611011514099' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/2213780611011514099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/2213780611011514099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/10/olamild-vs-yahoo-yahoo-boys.html' title='Olamild vs. Yahoo Yahoo boys'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-7446450947771676342</id><published>2009-10-05T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T09:24:13.411-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><title type='text'>ahhh music</title><content type='html'>I am a cheater when it comes to music&lt;br /&gt;I am unsteady&lt;br /&gt;I am unfaithful&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but fall in love with good music&lt;br /&gt;I am guilty of infidelity when it comes to music (lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been addicted to Jeremiah Gyang's music for about 6 months now&lt;br /&gt;Until then, FAZE has been my number 1 Nigerian RnB artist&lt;br /&gt;I think the dude just re-claimed his #1 spot in my heart o&lt;br /&gt;with this brand new video I'm in Luv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.olamildentertainment.com/2009/10/faze-in-love.html"&gt;Click here to check it out. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-7446450947771676342?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/7446450947771676342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=7446450947771676342' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/7446450947771676342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/7446450947771676342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/10/ahhh-music.html' title='ahhh music'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-2639040022415247775</id><published>2009-09-18T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T06:05:32.133-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Nonsense &amp; Ingredients</title><content type='html'>At times like this,&lt;br /&gt;I really wish I had the Nokia 3310.&lt;br /&gt;It will not freeze&lt;br /&gt;It will not take forever to load (like a dial up pc)...&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I am tired of high tech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for a job interview some days ago&lt;br /&gt;and forgot to print directions back to my destination.&lt;br /&gt;Why not get a GPS right?&lt;br /&gt;well i had one and it was stolen&lt;br /&gt;I am still upset and thinking about getting a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly, I was to turn left somewhere&lt;br /&gt;but made a right turn instead hmmm&lt;br /&gt;before I knew it, I landed on a strange freeway&lt;br /&gt;I was like shooooo this ain't I-94 and it certainly is not the way to my house.&lt;br /&gt;I took the next exit thinking I could just stop by the gas station and ask for directions&lt;br /&gt;There was not a single one in sight&lt;br /&gt;I found myself in a different city&lt;br /&gt;Yes o different city!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove for over 20 minutes and parked&lt;br /&gt;I decided the next thing to do was check the name of the&lt;br /&gt;street I was on and call someone to map out directions from there to my house.&lt;br /&gt;I turned to my phone and ehhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SrOEMLp06GI/AAAAAAAACmk/_p_2JFbpWLk/s1600-h/tmobiledash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SrOEMLp06GI/AAAAAAAACmk/_p_2JFbpWLk/s320/tmobiledash.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382791324459395170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing decided not to show any of my contacts.&lt;br /&gt;I took out the battery&lt;br /&gt;I even removed the sim card, cleaned everything up and put it back in&lt;br /&gt;The phone came on and froze on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine you in a strange city&lt;br /&gt;so quiet&lt;br /&gt;no phone&lt;br /&gt;no one to come to your rescue.&lt;br /&gt;I was so mad, I almost spoke in tongues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did all I could and the phone did not yield to my pleas&lt;br /&gt;oh yes! I was begging the phone o&lt;br /&gt;I started freaking out after a while&lt;br /&gt;at some point, I believe I prayed&lt;br /&gt;"father, this is America not 9ja now&lt;br /&gt;she comot for house, she no come back&lt;br /&gt;which one be that? pls, let me see my family o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I decided it was time to keep driving until I came across a living soul&lt;br /&gt;I drove for a long time (another 30 minutes) and ran into two older men&lt;br /&gt;They gave me directions and I got home safe and sound.&lt;br /&gt;I CAN NOW BOAST THAT I KNOW ONE MORE CITY (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;It's funny now that I look back but it wasn't funny then.&lt;br /&gt;My phone froze for another 48 hours after that incident o&lt;br /&gt;I gave T Mobile a piece of my mind and now&lt;br /&gt;I am "phone-less" for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hiss*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-2639040022415247775?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/2639040022415247775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=2639040022415247775' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/2639040022415247775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/2639040022415247775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/09/nonsense-ingredients.html' title='Nonsense &amp; Ingredients'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SrOEMLp06GI/AAAAAAAACmk/_p_2JFbpWLk/s72-c/tmobiledash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-6506914585008778668</id><published>2009-09-13T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T06:22:57.228-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>hiss</title><content type='html'>Tell me why this dude&lt;br /&gt;was staring at my feet in class...*hiss*&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to listen to the professor o&lt;br /&gt;they told us to get together in groups&lt;br /&gt;and there happened to be 7 of us in a group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only black guy in my group&lt;br /&gt;chose to sit by me and i did not complain.&lt;br /&gt;He looked down for a long time&lt;br /&gt;and i thought he was trying to grab something from his book bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trailed his eyes down to my feet and I'm like&lt;br /&gt;what could he be looking at for so long?&lt;br /&gt;I stretched my legs to see if something was wrong and nothing was wrong&lt;br /&gt;so I crossed my legs backwards underneath the chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dude went as far as bending his head&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;while pretending to be searching his book bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;underneath the chair just to see my toe nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does he have a foot fetish abi something else dey there?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me o my pple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-6506914585008778668?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/6506914585008778668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=6506914585008778668' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/6506914585008778668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/6506914585008778668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/09/hiss.html' title='hiss'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-5690961659500766122</id><published>2009-09-01T05:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T04:44:33.956-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks'/><title type='text'>Children of God, shout halleluyahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh</title><content type='html'>Verily verily you are good&lt;br /&gt;verily verily you are good&lt;br /&gt;verily verily you are good&lt;br /&gt;Jesus you are good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sings in ibo language)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can Olamild really speak IBO?&lt;br /&gt;That will be answered on another day o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday of my life is a testimony.&lt;br /&gt;I was on the way to work (abt 2 mins away from home)&lt;br /&gt;I realized that I had not prayed&lt;br /&gt;so I turned the radio down and prayed&lt;br /&gt;for safety to and fro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove for another 7 minutes or so (due to road construction)&lt;br /&gt;I stopped as I approached the red light;&lt;br /&gt;and slowly proceeded immediately the light turned green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, a " wannabe-nascar driver" sped past me and others.&lt;br /&gt;the driver was creating his own lane obviously&lt;br /&gt;he decided he was too much in a hurry to wait&lt;br /&gt;so he turned one lane into two (in his head of course).&lt;br /&gt;He got to a point where the lane could only fit one car&lt;br /&gt;With speed, he overtook the car beside him.&lt;br /&gt;Need I tell you that that was really dangerous?&lt;br /&gt;There was not enough room to overtake&lt;br /&gt;nor alert the driver  to slow down for him to proceed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driver 1  that was behind him had to hit the brake hard&lt;br /&gt;in order to avoid hitting him.&lt;br /&gt;Driver 2 had to sway &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;left &lt;/span&gt;to avoid hitting 1&lt;br /&gt;Olamild (driver 3) had to sway to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt; to avoid hitting driver 2&lt;br /&gt;Driver 4 swayed to the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; left &lt;/span&gt;to avoid hitting me.&lt;br /&gt;That went on for about 6 other cars behind me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all hit the brakes hard and swayed in opposite directions&lt;br /&gt;Our tyres screeched all together.&lt;br /&gt;What could have been a very deadly accident (involving almost 10 cars)&lt;br /&gt;turned out to slow traffic down for about 2 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;We had to recover from the shock to continue.&lt;br /&gt;God (to his own glory) came to our rescue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shivered until I got to work&lt;br /&gt;I could not contain myself&lt;br /&gt;I kept saying thank u jesus.&lt;br /&gt;what if i didn't pray?&lt;br /&gt;Agreed I braked at the right time to avoid hitting the one in front of me&lt;br /&gt;what if the person behind me could not do the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yall know it's not been up to 5 months&lt;br /&gt;that I got hit by a crazy teenager&lt;br /&gt;Now, another crazy fellow is trying to hit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point, I was about to start raining&lt;br /&gt;curses on the driver for raising my blood pressure for good 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;I decided, he wasn't worth it.&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather give thanks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emi o yin baba...oba titi aye ooo.. emi o yin o... emi o yin o baba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation: I will praise you father...the everlasting king...i will praise you..i will praise you o father.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-5690961659500766122?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/5690961659500766122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=5690961659500766122' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/5690961659500766122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/5690961659500766122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/09/children-of-god-shout.html' title='Children of God, shout halleluyahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-4338521263206629254</id><published>2009-08-24T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T07:12:38.394-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks'/><title type='text'>Thank u papa</title><content type='html'>I thank God for how far he's brought me&lt;br /&gt;I really do thank him for the success of the&lt;br /&gt;1st annual National Yoruba Youth Convention&lt;br /&gt;held in Southfield, Michigan&lt;br /&gt;on the 14th and 15th of this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only did I get to meet&lt;br /&gt;the Mayor of Southfield,&lt;br /&gt;I got to meet several&lt;br /&gt;prominent people.&lt;br /&gt;Lagos State, Ondo State, and Ogun State&lt;br /&gt;governors were well represented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People flew in from&lt;br /&gt;london, birmingham, maryland,&lt;br /&gt;New york and other places&lt;br /&gt;just to attend this event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend/inspiration Asiwaju Temidayo Israel&lt;br /&gt;was a part of the event as well.&lt;br /&gt;Mere words cannot describe how blessed&lt;br /&gt;I feel.&lt;br /&gt;I give God all the glory for&lt;br /&gt;making this event a success.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-4338521263206629254?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/4338521263206629254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=4338521263206629254' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/4338521263206629254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/4338521263206629254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/08/thank-u-papa.html' title='Thank u papa'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-270977823543530435</id><published>2009-07-22T10:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T10:11:03.522-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olamild Entertainments'/><title type='text'>ka ma losibe!</title><content type='html'>The past  few months of my life&lt;br /&gt;has been dedicated to projects.&lt;br /&gt;With God and your words of encouragement,&lt;br /&gt;I can do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my project is&lt;br /&gt;Olamild Ent. and that's where you'll find me 24/7&lt;br /&gt;Let's go there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://olamildentertainment.com"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SmdH9a0PIzI/AAAAAAAACIk/Il5xbPzAZr0/s400/olamildentertainment.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361333001903874866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-270977823543530435?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/270977823543530435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=270977823543530435' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/270977823543530435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/270977823543530435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/07/ka-ma-losibe.html' title='ka ma losibe!'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SmdH9a0PIzI/AAAAAAAACIk/Il5xbPzAZr0/s72-c/olamildentertainment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-1648843910581600743</id><published>2009-07-15T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T13:31:05.278-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lightupnigeria'/><title type='text'>Lightup Nigeria</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/Sl48bwZKdZI/AAAAAAAACEk/W9mK7y95rWQ/s1600-h/lightupnigeria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358787054162048402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/Sl48bwZKdZI/AAAAAAAACEk/W9mK7y95rWQ/s400/lightupnigeria.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-1648843910581600743?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/1648843910581600743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=1648843910581600743' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/1648843910581600743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/1648843910581600743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/07/lightup-nigeria.html' title='Lightup Nigeria'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/Sl48bwZKdZI/AAAAAAAACEk/W9mK7y95rWQ/s72-c/lightupnigeria.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-5321769640959101356</id><published>2009-06-28T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T16:57:14.168-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olamild Entertainments'/><title type='text'>follow me</title><content type='html'>I have not left Blogsville&lt;br /&gt;I've just been busy with life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hosted a TALENT SHOW just last week&lt;br /&gt;and it was a huge success&lt;br /&gt;thanks to God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently working with YYC&lt;br /&gt;to host the National Yoruba Youth Convention&lt;br /&gt;and I've got O'Collectionz and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for stopping by&lt;br /&gt;and here's where you'll find me&lt;br /&gt;click the  image to follow me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/5321769640959101356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/5321769640959101356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/06/follow-me.html' title='follow me'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SkgDHTQFkqI/AAAAAAAAB5k/HtW2S68DW68/s72-c/OEntertainments.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-3014887023705116433</id><published>2009-06-03T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T10:25:16.855-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nigeria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Poetry for Charity</title><content type='html'>A project founded by Chiedu Ifeozo - a  man who has his way with words.  &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poetry for charity&lt;/strong&gt; is a project which aims to bring together several writers from various regions of the world using the facebook social networking website, with a common aim of donating their poems and spoken word pieces to be added to a collection. All the revenue raised from the sale of the book would be donated to 3 different charities for every edition of the collection.&lt;a href="http://www.olamildentertainment.com/2009/06/poetry-for-charity-chiedu-ifeozo.html"&gt; Read more here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading some of Chiedu's work, I was inspired to pick up my poem book and I found a poem/song i wrote in 2005 for the less privileged children in Nigeria and all over. I never recorded this song but a thought came to me today. I feel I should get my friend to play the guitar while I sing this song. we could make a video and share with yall. what do u think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do or Say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's no gain but pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;in their sorrowful life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;what would you say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's no fame but shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;in their painful life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you are the answer to their problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;would you lend a helping hand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;will you be a shelter in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so as to make a happy day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you only knew that you could make things new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;will you be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;when no one's there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;is all they'd ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What would you say to take away the pain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What would you do to wipe away the tears?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What would you say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-3014887023705116433?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/3014887023705116433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=3014887023705116433' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3014887023705116433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3014887023705116433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/06/poetry-for-charity.html' title='Poetry for Charity'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-3213796342286331660</id><published>2009-06-01T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T12:48:19.812-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='question'/><title type='text'>Now N Later</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes in life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we do things just because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it feels right at that very moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We tend to ignore the fact that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the decision made today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;could impact tomorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;positively or negatively. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why do it when you know the future consequence is negative?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-3213796342286331660?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/3213796342286331660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=3213796342286331660' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3213796342286331660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3213796342286331660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-n-later.html' title='Now N Later'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-8306406445692955787</id><published>2009-05-26T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T10:39:53.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>----</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You see it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You feel it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You believe it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You want it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You go for it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You see it so close&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yet it's elusive &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you do?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-8306406445692955787?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/8306406445692955787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=8306406445692955787' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8306406445692955787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8306406445692955787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='----'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-1291782278965616101</id><published>2009-05-19T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T11:39:42.833-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='olamild songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olamild Entertainments'/><title type='text'>Hmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Busy Busy Busy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Face Book is time consuming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but it's worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am now busy due to the requests on FB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A girlfriend of mine is going to 9ja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;to get married this summer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and she wants a poem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I wrote a song instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Below you'll see the chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Let me know what you think blogsville. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inseparable is what we will be &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;until the end of time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just like two peas in a pod&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inseparable is what we will be &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by hearts; we're tied together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forever and ever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inseparable...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-1291782278965616101?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/1291782278965616101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=1291782278965616101' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/1291782278965616101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/1291782278965616101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/05/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-5667351911548183790</id><published>2009-05-10T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T16:43:26.267-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olamild Entertainments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='o&apos;collectionz'/><title type='text'>O' Collectionz now open</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just want to use this medium&lt;br /&gt;to thank everyone that has reached out&lt;br /&gt;one way or the other.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for your love and support.&lt;br /&gt;I am doing okay by his grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of now, I am inviting yall&lt;br /&gt;to check out O' Collectionz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;click pics to check it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ocollectionz.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SgdmKQvJgKI/AAAAAAAABTw/tszDr46yK28/s320/OCollectionzdebut-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334344610121089186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-5667351911548183790?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/5667351911548183790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=5667351911548183790' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/5667351911548183790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/5667351911548183790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/05/o-collectionz-now-open.html' title='O&apos; Collectionz now open'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SgdmKQvJgKI/AAAAAAAABTw/tszDr46yK28/s72-c/OCollectionzdebut-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-3565359990982439356</id><published>2009-05-06T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T05:52:29.734-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>MyTestimony</title><content type='html'>Where do I start when there's so much to say?&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning,&lt;br /&gt;laid on the floor; rolled around giving thanks for my life.&lt;br /&gt;If not for God, where would I be today?&lt;br /&gt;Who am i that he should watch over me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I confirmed that he that&lt;br /&gt;watches over me neither sleeps nor slumber.&lt;br /&gt;I drove hrs away from home to pick up stuffs for O' Collectionz.&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, my mind was unsettled.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what to pray about so I kept&lt;br /&gt;thinking "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;dear lord, let my business go well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I place all I do in your hands. let it go well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I tried to pray for prosperity&lt;br /&gt;the more the prayer of safety,&lt;br /&gt;and long life came to my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;I had that same feeling the last time&lt;br /&gt;we drove to DC and had an accident on the way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt scared.&lt;br /&gt;Why do I always have to know&lt;br /&gt;when something bad is about to happen?&lt;br /&gt;I kept on praying until I got to my area.&lt;br /&gt;I gave thanks and decided to stop by the bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I pulled out of the bank,&lt;br /&gt;I heard my stomach growl. Mickey D's was&lt;br /&gt;down the road so i smiled.&lt;br /&gt;As I was getting close to the restaurant,&lt;br /&gt;I pulled into the yellow lane in order to make the turn.&lt;br /&gt;the minute i got into the yellow lane&lt;br /&gt;all I heard was ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;and gbashhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb157/loveeta/SANY0379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 1024px; height: 768px;" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb157/loveeta/SANY0379.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My leg did not leave the brake&lt;br /&gt;but I was unconscious for well over 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;I looked outside and I saw a girl on the road screaming and crying&lt;br /&gt;"Oh my God! I hit her. Oh my God! I hurt her"&lt;br /&gt;She was lamenting while I was trembling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People walked up to me to see if I was okay and I&lt;br /&gt;just nodded. A passerby called the police and........&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;she apparently drove straight out of her apartment complex&lt;br /&gt;with the intention of making a u turn from the yellow lane&lt;br /&gt;she didn't have the right of way&lt;br /&gt;she did not check to see oncoming traffic&lt;br /&gt;and bashed into me sideways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb157/loveeta/SANY0378-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb157/loveeta/SANY0378-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb157/loveeta/SANY0377-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb157/loveeta/SANY0377-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you'll see a part of the damage&lt;br /&gt;front door and back door was fully bashed.&lt;br /&gt;When the police told me to get my license&lt;br /&gt;and all, I had to go in through the window to get my bag.&lt;br /&gt;Just thank God for me&lt;br /&gt;and thank God for my sister&lt;br /&gt;If she had been in the car, she could have been seriously injured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The car is at the workshop&lt;br /&gt;I had to tow it away from the incident&lt;br /&gt;My insurance company said they'll get a&lt;br /&gt;hold of her insurance company and sort it out.&lt;br /&gt;For the main time,&lt;br /&gt;I have to cover the expenses and wait for reimbursement.&lt;br /&gt;I will have transportation prob for God knows how long&lt;br /&gt;but I give thanks for my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please praise the lord with me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-3565359990982439356?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/3565359990982439356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=3565359990982439356' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3565359990982439356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3565359990982439356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/05/mytestimony.html' title='MyTestimony'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-1740686524510873879</id><published>2009-04-27T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T10:01:00.744-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='o&apos;collectionz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Thankz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SfXkF9s6MBI/AAAAAAAABBI/i95es3eOeV4/s1600-h/ocollectionzboots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SfXkF9s6MBI/AAAAAAAABBI/i95es3eOeV4/s320/ocollectionzboots.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329416525176254482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope yall had a gr8 weekend&lt;br /&gt;My weekend was fun filled.&lt;br /&gt;I went bowling with some friends from church&lt;br /&gt;and we had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took notes 2 sundays ago but&lt;br /&gt;I have not been able to share it with you all.&lt;br /&gt;The sermon was about&lt;br /&gt;"staying in your blessed place" = progression despite this recession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will find time to share it during this week.&lt;br /&gt;I am still as busy as bee&lt;br /&gt;but ready to launch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O' Collectionz&lt;/span&gt; in May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I urge yall to give thanks&lt;br /&gt;I know things are rough at this point&lt;br /&gt;I can tell because it is really rough for me but I am tough and will keep on going. I will keep on moving on. Yesterday's sermon was about praise/thanksgiving. They said it paves the way to blessings. I have chosen to continue to give thanks and praise despite this rough phase because I know it'll get me through. Join me in doing the same&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-1740686524510873879?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/1740686524510873879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=1740686524510873879' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/1740686524510873879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/1740686524510873879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/04/thankz.html' title='Thankz'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SfXkF9s6MBI/AAAAAAAABBI/i95es3eOeV4/s72-c/ocollectionzboots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-3450819190102461131</id><published>2009-04-15T05:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T06:13:28.531-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Imagine You'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Imagine Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Fitting In 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HEAVEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that the place we all strive to end up?&lt;br /&gt;How come we find it difficult to do what it takes to get there?&lt;br /&gt;Why do we let the so called "trends" "lifestyle"&lt;br /&gt;"what's in vogue" "fitting in" take over what's important?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we worry so much about fitting in?&lt;br /&gt;Why have we made life harder than it ought to be?&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's becoming a doctor...&lt;br /&gt;must you be one?&lt;br /&gt;What if your path is different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've traveled thousands of miles&lt;br /&gt;to seek greener pastures&lt;br /&gt;but have you accomplished what you came here for&lt;br /&gt;or you've lost the sense of who you are in the name of fitting in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you let worldly desire take over&lt;br /&gt;the heavenly fire that ought to be in you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is a "bigz girlz"&lt;br /&gt;You want to be one too&lt;br /&gt;You want a house as big as Emeka's&lt;br /&gt;A car as sweet as Toyin's&lt;br /&gt;A bank account fatter than Big momma&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you've had to omit some birth names&lt;br /&gt;in order to let your numerous degrees fit into the forms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, we all want the best fruits life has to offer&lt;br /&gt;but did you know toyin started off at burger king?&lt;br /&gt;I bet you didn't know Emeka was born with a silver spoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are we forcing ourselves to be like others?&lt;br /&gt;Why do we fail to appreciate&lt;br /&gt;what we've accomplished?&lt;br /&gt;Why do we see the good in others&lt;br /&gt;but fail to see the great in us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've been striving hard to get there&lt;br /&gt;Know that you will get there and even go higher&lt;br /&gt;if it's God's will for you.&lt;br /&gt;         .......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-3450819190102461131?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/3450819190102461131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=3450819190102461131' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3450819190102461131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3450819190102461131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/04/fitting-in-1.html' title='Fitting In 1'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-5015873036281339472</id><published>2009-04-13T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T09:04:26.162-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Five</title><content type='html'>Happy Belated Easter Blogsville.&lt;br /&gt;I thank you all for praying for and with me.&lt;br /&gt;May God be with you all o.&lt;br /&gt;I am doing much better now&lt;br /&gt;Still cold but better...thanks to yall.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the show but I did not perform.&lt;br /&gt;I went there to show love and support sha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My state of condition this past week&lt;br /&gt;has made me think deeply.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine having migraine for 4 whole days&lt;br /&gt;with additional fever and sinus&lt;br /&gt;....non stop pain...&lt;br /&gt;I asked myself&lt;br /&gt;what if migraine was a part of my daily life?&lt;br /&gt;and then I dropped down and thanked God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do not know how blessed we are&lt;br /&gt;to just wake up and go about our daily life&lt;br /&gt;without migraine or pain of any sort.&lt;br /&gt;Every day should be a day of thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;I thank God&lt;br /&gt;but I swear o..&lt;br /&gt;I am not falling sick again.&lt;br /&gt;If the thing wan come sef, i no go gree.&lt;br /&gt;Here is 5 reasons why Olamild should/will not fall sick again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(5) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom will call at least 10 times in a day to check on me.&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;hello have u eaten? what did you eat? was it small or plenty? ehen did you use that drug abi you are lying? Do you remember what I told you.. a woman must drink lots of water you know. It is good for your body you know since you want to  have kids in the future. Make sure you rest and cover your chest.   Boil water...pour water on your head o.. water this and that. &lt;/span&gt;" Mom will go on and on.. the thing go taya you on my behalf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4) Mr.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; will worry until he falls sick too&lt;/span&gt;. "&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I already told you to sleep because you need lots of rest. If you cannot sleep, just lay in bed and relax. You stress yourself too much, I don't like it o. Stay in bed and rest, dont go anywhere. If you go anywhere ehn..&lt;/span&gt; you this girl, I am begging you. Don't kill me with worries o.&lt;/span&gt;" He goes on and on too. He even threatened to come to my house, and tie me to the bed with a rope...all in the name of forcing me to rest. Egbami! Do I look like easter ram? Even my girlfriend from florida threatened to fly in and join in in tying me to the bed. They know I go up and down all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My sister will wear everything I like cause I am too tired to shout&lt;/span&gt;. Yes o! That girl will wear my favorite shoe abi top abi scarf sef. She'll then ask me how it looks on her. Imagine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I look starved&lt;/span&gt;. I always look like one abandoned guguru seller whenever I am sick. Even if it's just for a day, I will shed so much weight; one would be worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have weird dreams whenever I am sick&lt;/span&gt;. Last time I was sick, I dreamt I was in one of those disney movies...i think it was snow white and the 7 dwarves. The dream I had this time which was on friday night to be precise ehn... e get as e be. I dreamt I was dating chris brown. First of all, I am not a fan of his although i love some of his songs. Second of all, him too young and to top it all up sef... i fit fight rihanna? I get mouth but I can't fight o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I just dreamt alone, it would have been good. I actually dared him to dance with me. I told him I could move better than the girls in those videos they make. I danced in my dream in such a way that I could not even dance in real life. The dream ended with us hugging each other like say tomorrow no dey. I woke up hissing and swore to never fall sick again. I am tired of all this meaningless dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the same, I thank everyone that prayed for me. Please join me in a minute of silence for Imade. The students in Michigan as a whole are grieving right now. We lost a wonderful Nigerian friend and sister to sickle cell. May Imade rest in perfect peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-5015873036281339472?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/5015873036281339472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=5015873036281339472' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/5015873036281339472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/5015873036281339472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/04/five.html' title='Five'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-4856173125933962501</id><published>2009-04-08T07:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T07:50:42.214-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>SICK</title><content type='html'>I am sooooooooo mad right now.&lt;br /&gt;I am upset&lt;br /&gt;I am frustrated gan sef.&lt;br /&gt;Every time  I want to finish up my studio work&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;Anytime I got a show to perform at (big ones 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I manage to FALL SICK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I don't mean lil stuffs that you can just manage to look over.&lt;br /&gt;I called off work and missed lectures yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I am doing the same today because i am in sooooo much pain.&lt;br /&gt;I just finished using some traditional herbs that my sis prepared&lt;br /&gt;and I feel a lil relieved but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I taya o&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;It snowed two days ago&lt;br /&gt;na there I just catch cold ...sore throat, runny nose, migraine ....&lt;br /&gt;sleeplessness..."&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr&lt;/span&gt;." don worry die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to perform at Wayne State University this saturday&lt;br /&gt;and I don't think I can make it there.&lt;br /&gt;I need a miracle yall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please PRAY FOR ME. I don't want to miss this event&lt;br /&gt;and I want to be well by this time tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-4856173125933962501?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/4856173125933962501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=4856173125933962501' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/4856173125933962501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/4856173125933962501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/04/sick.html' title='SICK'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-375402725253572981</id><published>2009-04-06T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T13:17:33.418-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><title type='text'>Back a Bit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SdpjOk_lgmI/AAAAAAAAA6s/xTjwH5mgohQ/s1600-h/olamild-6-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321675011791356514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SdpjOk_lgmI/AAAAAAAAA6s/xTjwH5mgohQ/s320/olamild-6-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SdpiA812CeI/AAAAAAAAA6U/pk5o8fwKxKE/s1600-h/olamild-6-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello Blogsville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I missed you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's not easy you know working 47 hours a week and schooling full time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's been very hectic. I have kept in touch with some bloggers on FB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was able to do that because one of my job invovles lot of computer work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Between now and the first week of May, i will release 2 singles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Olamild Entertainments is a major move; w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;e're doing it big online and offline. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I will launch OLAMILD COLLECTIONS (an online store for shoes of all kinds) in May.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am working hard with YYC and anticipating the &lt;a href="http://yorubayouth.org/"&gt;YORUBA YOUTH NATIONAL CONVENTION&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have some upcoming shows + other charity work..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just thank God that I am making a progression despite this recession. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'll holla in a bit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If I don't update soon, just check &lt;a href="http://olamildgalleria.blogspot.com/"&gt;OLAMILD GALLERIA&lt;/a&gt; to stay updated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-375402725253572981?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/375402725253572981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=375402725253572981' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/375402725253572981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/375402725253572981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-bit.html' title='Back a Bit'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SdpjOk_lgmI/AAAAAAAAA6s/xTjwH5mgohQ/s72-c/olamild-6-1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-4694948740125657044</id><published>2009-03-09T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T17:10:38.222-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mongoliangrille'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mohitsallstars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tenten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Ten Ten + Fun Weekend</title><content type='html'>Hope yall had a blessed weekend&lt;br /&gt;My weekend was simply beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Friday was a girl friend's bday&lt;br /&gt;so we went to the mongolian grille.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SbWuEgN3B4I/AAAAAAAAAqc/KrOL2uGSGRY/s1600-h/mongolian+grille.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SbWuEgN3B4I/AAAAAAAAAqc/KrOL2uGSGRY/s320/mongolian+grille.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311342727944144770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time&lt;br /&gt;considering the fact that I don't eat out too often.&lt;br /&gt;We had to make our own dish&lt;br /&gt;add raw recipes + frozen stuffs together&lt;br /&gt;for the cooks to grill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SbWub2y1-FI/AAAAAAAAAqk/TWvjIhZv1LE/s1600-h/ola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SbWub2y1-FI/AAAAAAAAAqk/TWvjIhZv1LE/s320/ola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311343129141835858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twas kinda weird at first&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;The cooks or should i say "grill dudes"&lt;br /&gt;were flipping swords and&lt;br /&gt;performing all sort of stunts while cooking the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SbWvL0fSAiI/AAAAAAAAAqs/d0xCO7X2IFU/s1600-h/sisandfriend+a+bby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SbWvL0fSAiI/AAAAAAAAAqs/d0xCO7X2IFU/s320/sisandfriend+a+bby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311343953156637218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis and friend decided to goof around&lt;br /&gt;with the frozen dish.&lt;br /&gt;The food was so good...&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to take pictures after it was cooked&lt;br /&gt;We went bowling afterwards&lt;br /&gt;and my fans could not wait to get me on the bowling alley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SbWvuZ8pgEI/AAAAAAAAAq0/HHps7V_wJFM/s1600-h/olanfanss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SbWvuZ8pgEI/AAAAAAAAAq0/HHps7V_wJFM/s320/olanfanss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311344547327475778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bowling shoes were big and ugly.&lt;br /&gt;I was a bad bowler..... talk about horrible...&lt;br /&gt;Of all the 20 people that went bowling,&lt;br /&gt;I had the lowest score.&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time sha and I managed to score 15.&lt;br /&gt;Twas a fun weekend overall&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Yall remember that game "ten ten"&lt;br /&gt;I miss those days&lt;br /&gt;when we played suwe, snakes n ladder,&lt;br /&gt;boju boju et all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nway I'm loving this song Ten Ten by Mohits&lt;br /&gt;Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="390" height="270"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6C1Rwn9L-b8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6C1Rwn9L-b8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="390" height="270"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-4694948740125657044?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/4694948740125657044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=4694948740125657044' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/4694948740125657044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/4694948740125657044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/03/ten-ten.html' title='Ten Ten + Fun Weekend'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SbWuEgN3B4I/AAAAAAAAAqc/KrOL2uGSGRY/s72-c/mongolian+grille.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-993316206277957789</id><published>2009-03-02T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T05:15:27.030-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kidparties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><title type='text'>Games</title><content type='html'>Hope yall had a great weekend&lt;br /&gt;Mine was well spent.&lt;br /&gt;I braided a friend's hair this past friday&lt;br /&gt;and while there, my feet got cold.&lt;br /&gt;She made me wear this yall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SavatORl5YI/AAAAAAAAAns/G_PKcFenn0k/s1600-h/IMAGE_031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SavatORl5YI/AAAAAAAAAns/G_PKcFenn0k/s320/IMAGE_031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308577056247113090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhahahah...talk about torture... it kept&lt;br /&gt;my feet warm though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need your help blogsville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I have been invited to organize and&lt;br /&gt;coordinate games at a 10 yr old party.&lt;br /&gt;The celebrant's mom wants various&lt;br /&gt;games for the ages of 5 - 16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  have only done this once&lt;br /&gt;and I vowed not to ever do it again&lt;br /&gt;cause those kids were naughty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i am ready to do it again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Any ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-993316206277957789?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/993316206277957789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=993316206277957789' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/993316206277957789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/993316206277957789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/03/games.html' title='Games'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SavatORl5YI/AAAAAAAAAns/G_PKcFenn0k/s72-c/IMAGE_031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-6107286628503127409</id><published>2009-02-26T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T19:19:44.721-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>rantz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SadahEXvRqI/AAAAAAAAAnU/YT5MERv99s8/s1600-h/IMAGE_025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SadahEXvRqI/AAAAAAAAAnU/YT5MERv99s8/s320/IMAGE_025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307310210034910882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pray for me peepz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A sistah knows she needs prayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;when the first thing she does in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;is strike a pose in front of the mirror. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Mr" bought me that top by the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I did the hair myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yall like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-6107286628503127409?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/6107286628503127409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=6107286628503127409' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/6107286628503127409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/6107286628503127409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/02/rantz.html' title='rantz'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SadahEXvRqI/AAAAAAAAAnU/YT5MERv99s8/s72-c/IMAGE_025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-5679678229638837983</id><published>2009-02-23T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T09:55:23.827-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>hmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Life without love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;would be....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-5679678229638837983?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/5679678229638837983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=5679678229638837983' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/5679678229638837983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/5679678229638837983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/02/hmmm.html' title='hmmm'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-5374552505326172682</id><published>2009-02-21T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T06:27:26.520-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><title type='text'>Hurt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SaAPDqYoiPI/AAAAAAAAAlk/C5faRAa5424/s1600-h/olamild_ring.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SaAPDqYoiPI/AAAAAAAAAlk/C5faRAa5424/s320/olamild_ring.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305256916634077426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yall remember this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those that have no idea;&lt;br /&gt;that's one of the many gifts I got from the "Mr"&lt;br /&gt;for the new year.&lt;br /&gt;I made it clear to friends (online and offline)&lt;br /&gt;that it was a gift and not an engagement ring.&lt;br /&gt;He found it and thought it'd be nice for me&lt;br /&gt;so he bought it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; the next one you're getting &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;would be better than this and you know what that means...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just smiled o&lt;br /&gt;yall know we females die to see that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this ring has stirred up a lot of goods and bads.&lt;br /&gt;I mean you would honestly think that the&lt;br /&gt;people you care about would be happy&lt;br /&gt;for you when something wonderful happens to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately or unfortunately for me,&lt;br /&gt;my best friend happens to be a guy.&lt;br /&gt;we've been friends for about 5 years now.&lt;br /&gt;He was nothing but wonderful to me&lt;br /&gt;until about 2 years ago&lt;br /&gt;when he insisted on being more than a friend.&lt;br /&gt;Until then, it's been a playful issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a "one man" person&lt;br /&gt;and I think most people know that.&lt;br /&gt;I was disappointed that he would bring something like that up&lt;br /&gt;when he knew I had someone.&lt;br /&gt;I told him I'm not ready to ruin a perfect friendship&lt;br /&gt;things would be better off the way they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We fought,&lt;br /&gt;We argued&lt;br /&gt;non stop over this issue.&lt;br /&gt;At a point, he convinced himself that I was his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I realized is that every time&lt;br /&gt;the "Mr" and I had an argument&lt;br /&gt;my best friend takes that opportunity&lt;br /&gt;to bring up the "us" issue.&lt;br /&gt;Times without number, I told him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;"Let this go. I love you as a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;but you gotta stop this. I don't appreciate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;you bringing this up. Besides, you and I &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;argue more than I do with him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stopped for a while.&lt;br /&gt;One fateful day, I went to choir practice&lt;br /&gt;and friends noticed the ring on my finger&lt;br /&gt;and started to question it like&lt;br /&gt;ahh; I thought you were my friend&lt;br /&gt;You got engaged without letting us know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;engagement is a big thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;and it's not something one hides. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;What you see is a gift. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;I know it's hard to convince yall &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;Although this is something I cherish a lot,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;it's not an engagement ring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend happened to be watching&lt;br /&gt;with the meanest look.&lt;br /&gt;He ignored me that day.&lt;br /&gt;I ran into him the next day&lt;br /&gt;and he said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;when were you planning on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;telling me you were engaged? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him if I was&lt;br /&gt;he'd be the first to know.&lt;br /&gt;He just sighed.&lt;br /&gt;I had to ask if he'd hate me&lt;br /&gt;or do away with our friendship&lt;br /&gt;if I was actually engaged.&lt;br /&gt;His response was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;" oh no! that would be wonderful &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;and I'd be more than happy to &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;see you happy in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days after,&lt;br /&gt;he changed completely.&lt;br /&gt;I mean we argued a lot but&lt;br /&gt;it increased after this fateful day.&lt;br /&gt;He became intolerable.&lt;br /&gt;Every time I asked for help on something;&lt;br /&gt;he'd snob me.&lt;br /&gt;If we get into an argument,&lt;br /&gt;he'd say stuffs like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;"Is that how you talk to him? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Do you raise your voice at him? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;You've over here talking to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;like I'm a houseboy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;and you're always shaking like a jelly fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;when you're talking to him..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can yall imagine stuffs like that?&lt;br /&gt;If he tries to be too close&lt;br /&gt;which he shouldn't&lt;br /&gt;and I give him the look or push him&lt;br /&gt;he'd say something like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;"pele o iyawo - sorry o wifey."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just to mention a few&lt;br /&gt;of the many things he has done/said to me&lt;br /&gt;He's been nothing but a child since I got this ring.&lt;br /&gt;I threatened to do away with him one time&lt;br /&gt;and he wasn't moved.&lt;br /&gt;He just laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that was mean.&lt;br /&gt;Considering the fact that&lt;br /&gt;I'm the kind of person that&lt;br /&gt;finds it almost impossible to let people&lt;br /&gt;go even when they're hurting me.&lt;br /&gt;I guess he knows that&lt;br /&gt;and has been taking advantage of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised myself I wouldn't put this out there&lt;br /&gt;but i am fed up&lt;br /&gt;cause this dude is really pushing it.&lt;br /&gt;I recently found out that he knows and&lt;br /&gt;reads this blog.&lt;br /&gt;In case he reads this post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;"Hey best friend or ex best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;I don't care if you don't like the fact that &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;I blogged about you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;but I am really tired of your BS. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;I've been nothing but nice to you. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;I've done things that your so called female friends wouldn't do. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;I have cleaned with and for you. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;I have cooked for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;I have been nothing but good to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;but I am fed up of you insulting me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;and disrespecting me in front of people. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;If you hate my ring, deal with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;If you'll never be happy to see me with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;the one that means the most to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;then you're not worthy to be called a best friend. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;It takes time for me to come out and speak up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;in the open when someone's hurting me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;but you have pushed it. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;I am fed up. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;I don't care where this leads."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOGSVILLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize if that was harsh&lt;br /&gt;but I am really hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-5374552505326172682?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/5374552505326172682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=5374552505326172682' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/5374552505326172682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/5374552505326172682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/02/hurt.html' title='Hurt'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SaAPDqYoiPI/AAAAAAAAAlk/C5faRAa5424/s72-c/olamild_ring.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-8842261348681096639</id><published>2009-02-20T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T05:28:20.954-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>Everyday is a day  of thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;God's been so good to me;&lt;br /&gt;everyday he's blessing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday&lt;br /&gt;is a day of thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;I glorify the lord today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It dawned on me yesterday&lt;br /&gt;that I was weaker than I ought to be.&lt;br /&gt;RCCG North America declared a fast through out the&lt;br /&gt;month of February.&lt;br /&gt;I fasted for the first 7 days&lt;br /&gt;and fell sick.&lt;br /&gt;I had to stop because I was required&lt;br /&gt;to eat and take medication at certain times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became well after a week and did not&lt;br /&gt;continue my fast.&lt;br /&gt;Since then, nothing's been the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I have not been able to go to the studio this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I moved from a house to an apartment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I've been gaining unnecessary weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"Mr" just had emergency surgery and is not doing too good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;and ...........................and ...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I had a dream&lt;br /&gt;I don't recall it too well&lt;br /&gt;but the mere thought makes me shiver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was with a friend&lt;br /&gt;We walked down an aisle together&lt;br /&gt;I was scared as we took every step&lt;br /&gt;because bodies were lain on our left and right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stepped out of the aisle and gave thanks&lt;br /&gt;I said God are you trying to tell me I have not been thankful&lt;br /&gt;for being alive?&lt;br /&gt;Are you trying to tell me&lt;br /&gt;I am not praising you despite this trying phase?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked away and went to an uncompleted building..&lt;br /&gt;with someone I didn'tt even know.&lt;br /&gt;After a while, I found myself racing out of the building&lt;br /&gt;only to end up stepping on an animal&lt;br /&gt;that put holes in my leg.&lt;br /&gt;I mean tiny, deep, thousands of holes.&lt;br /&gt;It was gory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran, ran, ran in pain until &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I woke up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up and said haba baba&lt;br /&gt;this is not fair.&lt;br /&gt;You could have just sent someone&lt;br /&gt;why a scary dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess God had to do it the hard way&lt;br /&gt;because he knows I am a worshiper&lt;br /&gt;and I have not been up to that name this year.&lt;br /&gt;Without further ado, I say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"Lord I thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;You said we should give thanks in every situation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I give thanks for love and life in abundance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I thank you for everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;because I know sorrow may last for the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Joy comes in the morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I give thanks for the person reading this mssg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I really do give thanks&lt;br /&gt;and I am sorry it took this long&lt;br /&gt;for me to say thank you lord."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-8842261348681096639?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/8842261348681096639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=8842261348681096639' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8842261348681096639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8842261348681096639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/02/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-8053973954575917431</id><published>2009-02-17T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T10:49:23.191-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Today's Battles</title><content type='html'>Johnny Hunt once said that the only time he ever gets headaches is&lt;br /&gt;when he finds himself trying to fight today's battles with tomorrow's strengths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God supplies all the strength we need to do all that he&lt;br /&gt;has called us to do. He rations this strength much in&lt;br /&gt;the same way he rationed manna to the children of Israel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He provides sufficient strength each day&lt;br /&gt;for the challenges of that day...and that day only.&lt;br /&gt;This strength doesn't carry over until the next day.&lt;br /&gt;You either use it or lose it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God will not give you enough strength &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt; for the&lt;br /&gt;for the challenges and confrontations of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;He deposits the strength in you precisely when you need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're stressed and overwhelmed today,&lt;br /&gt;check your strength supply.&lt;br /&gt;I'll bet you have enough to get you through today&lt;br /&gt;and that's all you need for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTE:&lt;/span&gt; I took notes on sunday and felt the need to share it with yall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-8053973954575917431?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/8053973954575917431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=8053973954575917431' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8053973954575917431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8053973954575917431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/02/todays-battles.html' title='Today&apos;s Battles'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-3360052675618786439</id><published>2009-02-16T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T14:27:20.094-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Face Book 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I joined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-3360052675618786439?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/3360052675618786439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=3360052675618786439' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3360052675618786439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3360052675618786439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/02/face-book-2.html' title='Face Book 2'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-3283175387604912918</id><published>2009-02-14T04:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T04:17:01.194-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Happy V Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Love is simply defined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;by what it is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-3283175387604912918?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/3283175387604912918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=3283175387604912918' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3283175387604912918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3283175387604912918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-v-day.html' title='Happy V Day'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-6054234100265244374</id><published>2009-02-11T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T06:05:13.640-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naijaworld'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>A Girl's First Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's your first time. As you lie back your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;muscles tighten. You put him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;off for a while searching for an excuse, but he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;refuses to be swayed as he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;approaches you. He asks if you're afraid and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;shake your head bravely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;He has had more experience, but it's the first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;time his finger has found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;the right place. He probes deeply and you shiver;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;your body tenses; but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;he's gentle like he promised he'd be. He looks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;deeply within your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and tells you to trust him - he's done this many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;times before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;His cool smile relaxes you and you open wider to give him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;more room for an easy entrance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You begin to plead and beg him to hurry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;but he slowly takes his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;time, wanting to cause you as little pain as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;possible. As he presses ;closer, going deeper, you feel the tissue give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;way; pain surges throughout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;your body and you feel the slight trickle of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;blood as he continues. He&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;looks at you concerned and asks you if it's too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;painful.Your eyes are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;filled with tears but you shake your head and nod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;for him to go on. He&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;begins going in and out with skill but you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;now too numb to feel him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;within you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After a few moments, you feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;something bursting within you and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;he pulls it out of you, you lay panting, glad to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;have it over. He looks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;at you and smiling warmly, tells you, with a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;chuckle; that you have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;his most stubborn yet most rewarding experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; You smile and thank your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;dentist. After all,it was your first time to have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;a tooth pulled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Naughty, Naughty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What were you thinkin' ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-6054234100265244374?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/6054234100265244374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=6054234100265244374' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/6054234100265244374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/6054234100265244374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/02/girls-first-time.html' title='A Girl&apos;s First Time'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-7093640938581195596</id><published>2009-02-06T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T17:23:01.415-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>The Wrong Package</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Arial Black;font-size:100%;color:#cc0033;"   &gt;A married lady was expecting a birthday gift from her husband.&lt;br /&gt;For many months she had admired a beautiful diamond ring in a showroom, and knowing her husband could afford it, she told him that was all she wanted.  As her birthday approached, this lady awaited signs that her husband had purchased the diamond ring...&lt;br /&gt;Finally, on the morning of her birthday, her husband called her into his study room. Her husband told her how proud he was to have such a good wife, and told her how much he loved her.&lt;br /&gt;He handed her a beautifully-wrapped gift box. Curious, the wife opened the box and found a lovely, leather-bound Bible, with the wife's name embossed in gold.&lt;br /&gt;Angrily, she raised her voice to her husband and said, 'With all your money&lt;br /&gt;you give me a Bible? and stormed out of the house, leaving her husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years passed and the  married lady was very successful in business. She&lt;br /&gt;managed to settle for a more beautiful house and a wonderful family, but&lt;br /&gt;realized her ex-husband was very old, and thought perhaps she should go&lt;br /&gt;to visit him.&lt;br /&gt;She had not seen him for many years.&lt;br /&gt;But before she could make arrangements, she received a telegram telling her that her ex-husband had passed away, and willed all of his possessions to her. She needed to come back immediately and take care of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she arrived at her ex-husband's house, sudden sadness and regret filled her heart. She began to search through her ex-husband's important papers and saw the still new Bible, just as she had left it years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With tears, she opened the Bible and began to turn the pages. Her ex-husband had carefully underlined a verse,&lt;br /&gt;Matt 7:11, 'And if you, being&lt;br /&gt;evil know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more shall your&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly Father which is in  heaven, give to those who ask Him?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she read those words, a tiny package dropped from the back of the Bible.&lt;br /&gt;It had a diamond ring with her name engraved on it, the same diamond ring&lt;br /&gt;which she saw at the showroom. On the tag was the date of her birth, and the words...'LUV U ALWAYS'....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times do we miss God's blessings because they are not packaged as we expected?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not; but remember that what you now have was once among the things you only hoped for.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Arial Black;font-size:100%;color:#cc0033;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOUR GIFT IS NOT PACKAGED THE&lt;br /&gt;WAY YOU WANT IT, IT'S BECAUSE IT IS BETTER PACKAGED THE WAY IT IS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-7093640938581195596?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/7093640938581195596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=7093640938581195596' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/7093640938581195596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/7093640938581195596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/02/wrong-package.html' title='The Wrong Package'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-8004912492006861988</id><published>2009-02-02T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T17:15:21.591-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='question'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>On time 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Isn't it amazing how we always want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;people to be on time when we need them for something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but we are never on time when it comes to God's work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We drive miles during winter in the stormy weather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to get to our place of work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but we choose to sit home on sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and say stuffs like "&lt;strong&gt;did you see the snow outside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's as high as mount everest&lt;/strong&gt;!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Isn't it amazing how we always want God to answer us on time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but the last thing we do is call him.&lt;br /&gt;When he lets us sleep, wake and go about our day without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;problems; we forget to thank him. We then run to him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;when we're facing problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and then we complain that he's not on time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You read the previous post and your first reaction was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;disappointment. For some, it was anger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Do you know that you are &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DEE&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You are the one that never shows up at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;most important time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The important meeting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;was the solution to your problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and you were nowhere to be found. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Have you thought about this? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You've been facing a particular problem repeatedly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and you have prayed over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;God finally decided to pave way for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;through the sermon for the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and guess what? You were late!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You never even showed up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Pastor already skipped the solution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;before you stepped into the church...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Be on time for God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so he can be on time for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thank him on time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so he can help you on time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Call on him on time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so he can answer your prayers on time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Bear in mind that his ways are not our ways. When you pray repeatedly over an issue and you do not see a solution; God is not ignoring you. He is a God of amazement. He is waiting for the perfect time to not only surprise you, but shock those around you. Don't rush him into giving you a beetle when he has a bentley in stock for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Take care Blogsville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-8004912492006861988?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/8004912492006861988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=8004912492006861988' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8004912492006861988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8004912492006861988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-time-2.html' title='On time 2'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-4667595921066533513</id><published>2009-01-29T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T12:03:42.079-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='question'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>On time 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Let’s call this person &lt;b style=""&gt;DEE&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Dee is your friend. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;At times you view dee as your best friend. Of all the friends you have, dee is the one you can count on any day any time. Dee will not say you came too late or you should have asked for help earlier. Dee might show up late when you call at the last minute but dee will be there. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;One day, you called dee and said “&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I need you to cover for me. I ought to be at a meeting at 8am but my flight’s been delayed and I cannot be there on time. I need you to attend the meeting and please be on time. Please be on time because we have to impress these guys at the meeting. If you get there on time and give a great presentation, they will assign the contract to our company. This could land us thousands of dollars. Please dee be there on time. You know we’ve aspired to land a deal like this and I am really counting on you to get the job done&lt;/span&gt;.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;“&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Don’t worry; I got this. I got it covered. We will get the deal. Just relax, board your flight whenever you can and get here safe. Okay? Bye&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;The meeting commenced as it was supposed to be but DEE NEVER SHOWED UP. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:14;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;React to this as if dee did it to you. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what would you say or do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-4667595921066533513?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/4667595921066533513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=4667595921066533513' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/4667595921066533513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/4667595921066533513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/01/on-time-1.html' title='On time 1'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-8340451362970008059</id><published>2009-01-26T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T17:24:17.593-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='question'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Face Book</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why should I join?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-8340451362970008059?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/8340451362970008059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=8340451362970008059' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8340451362970008059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8340451362970008059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/01/face-book.html' title='Face Book'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-2227213355146589177</id><published>2009-01-21T17:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T17:07:49.588-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SXfG2Xb2KTI/AAAAAAAAAgk/wXqlUGTmNkE/s1600-h/olamild%27sgodbaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-priority:99; 	mso-style-qformat:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin-top:0in; 	mso-para-margin-right:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	mso-para-margin-left:0in; 	line-height:115%; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:11.0pt; 	font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;They are God’s gift to humanity&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;They are little and precious. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;They always have things their own way. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;If all it takes is giving mummy a hard time&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So be it as long as they get what they want. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;They are lovable and irresistible. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;They have the cutest outfit and the brightest smile. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Imagine a teeth-less smile!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So different yet flawless. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;They are my precious&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;They are my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I hope to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;have them some day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTE&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;That's my newest God baby and I &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-2227213355146589177?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/2227213355146589177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=2227213355146589177' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/2227213355146589177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/2227213355146589177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/01/babies.html' title='Babies'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SXfG2Xb2KTI/AAAAAAAAAgk/wXqlUGTmNkE/s72-c/olamild%27sgodbaby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-3869545889927640823</id><published>2009-01-20T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T03:49:47.500-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Long 4 u</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;I need you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt; Like a blanket in the winter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt; Like an ocean without water,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I long for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt; My heart leaps for joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt; Every time I hear your voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt; My soul shivers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt; When I think of your touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt; I want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt; Like ice cream on a sunny day;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt; Like the soil is to a plant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt; I need you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt; You are what keeps me going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt; Thoughts of you make me quiver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt; With you my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt; Is ever flowing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt; When the day is bright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt; I long for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt; When night comes to take away light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt; I want you more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt; Every night, I cling to my teddy bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt; Wishing it was you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt; I long for you my love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I long to be with you always…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;If you're miles apart from that special one; this is for you. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;True Love&lt;/span&gt; prevails in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-3869545889927640823?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/3869545889927640823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=3869545889927640823' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3869545889927640823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3869545889927640823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/01/long-4-u.html' title='Long 4 u'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-6097030447964749578</id><published>2009-01-06T21:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T06:12:09.453-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Giftz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the new year, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;my sister bought me this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SXCVZaM0QXI/AAAAAAAAAgE/0I6Tw6D7WLU/s1600-h/100_2060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SXCVZaM0QXI/AAAAAAAAAgE/0I6Tw6D7WLU/s320/100_2060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291893825922679154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SXCVotX-o_I/AAAAAAAAAgM/KzX5IL0zuT4/s1600-h/100_2061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SXCVotX-o_I/AAAAAAAAAgM/KzX5IL0zuT4/s320/100_2061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291894088767808498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;A friend bought me this for xmas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SXCTrVI8y-I/AAAAAAAAAf8/S_ryeytAYJ0/s1600-h/100_2057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SXCTrVI8y-I/AAAAAAAAAf8/S_ryeytAYJ0/s320/100_2057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291891934778674146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SXCOWLYFcfI/AAAAAAAAAfk/_G-uVqNCb0Y/s1600-h/100_2055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SXCOWLYFcfI/AAAAAAAAAfk/_G-uVqNCb0Y/s320/100_2055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291886073822409202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my girlfriends have developed&lt;br /&gt;thousands of strategy to steal this one&lt;br /&gt;They have not succeeded o&lt;br /&gt;and God no go giff them do lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr&lt;/span&gt;" b&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;ought me&lt;br /&gt;clothing,&lt;br /&gt;jewelry,&lt;br /&gt;lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;plus this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SXCPy51o1OI/AAAAAAAAAf0/vTw-SEIEnrY/s1600-h/100_2059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SXCPy51o1OI/AAAAAAAAAf0/vTw-SEIEnrY/s320/100_2059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291887666842359010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for the NEW YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No o! It is not what you think&lt;br /&gt;It is one step below what you think.&lt;br /&gt;I put it on that finger cause&lt;br /&gt;that was the only fitting finger.&lt;br /&gt;We are getting there sha lol.&lt;br /&gt;**wink wink** @ Mizz Opeke.&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to think you are a prophetess o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have not forgotten yall&lt;br /&gt;Life's just been crazy and busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How are you all doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love u all.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I do check on you even though&lt;br /&gt;i do not get the chance to leave a comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shout out to gbengasile, thirty+, solomonsydelle, writefreak, kafo, jaycee, jaguda, goodnaijagurl, afrobabe, LG, oluwadee, fantasy queen, aloofar, mimi, ablackjamesbond, darkelcee, emeka, uzo, rethots, parakeet ....and many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-6097030447964749578?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/6097030447964749578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=6097030447964749578' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/6097030447964749578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/6097030447964749578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/01/gifts.html' title='Giftz'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SXCVZaM0QXI/AAAAAAAAAgE/0I6Tw6D7WLU/s72-c/100_2060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-918764830042153876</id><published>2009-01-02T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T04:58:13.980-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olamild&apos;s Galleria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olamild Entertainments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>Official Invitation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As u logged out of 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and browsed into 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; May you double click goodness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; download success and good health;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; then enter divinefavorofGod.com &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Happy New Year Blogsville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You are cordially invited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to view &lt;a href="http://olamildentertainments.blogspot.com/"&gt;OLAMILD GALLERIA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-918764830042153876?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/918764830042153876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=918764830042153876' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/918764830042153876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/918764830042153876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2009/01/olamild-galleria.html' title='Official Invitation'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-1670029002795593849</id><published>2008-12-11T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T03:57:04.586-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Full Access'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>100th Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://my247.com.au/247venue_images/8011-2007926-wine_tasting1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 350px; height: 450px;" alt="" src="http://my247.com.au/247venue_images/8011-2007926-wine_tasting1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy Me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is my 100th Post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It took me two whole years to achieve this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's drink to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I want to thank you all for all the love and support. I want to (specially) thank those that posted my "&lt;strong&gt;Show me the way&lt;/strong&gt;" banner at a particular point of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Compliments of the season Folks! Jesus is the reason for the season. Let's not forget to give him thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed to be a part of the "blogsville experience." It's been a long year with so many good memories...blogsville idol 08, 14th and serenity, and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful this season. I am very grateful to God because I believe I am very close to my breakthrough. How do I know this with all the trials I'm facing? Despite my being unemployed for the past 6 months (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;yes o...and i try but yall don't know how bad the economy is in MI&lt;/span&gt;); God has been faithful in my life. I have the best family and friends that support me with words of wisdom. I have been able to cope financially because I saved for rainy days. Now I am thoroughly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;broke and beautiful&lt;/span&gt;. I give thanks still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give thanks because 5 of my cousins are visiting (from ATL) for xmas. I have not seen them in 2 years. I have not even seen the baby of the house at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give thanks for my mother. Although we've had our share of troubles this year, she's been a backbone for me. She's supportive and loving; she's the best. That's mom in the midst of some of her friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SUPAzeVrSmI/AAAAAAAAAc8/XTiSB9kKzRM/s1600-h/momandfriends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SUPAzeVrSmI/AAAAAAAAAc8/XTiSB9kKzRM/s320/momandfriends.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279275178758195810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give thanks because I have a wonderful man in my life. A man that will do anything (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;including swim through a river filled with hungry crocodiles&lt;/span&gt;) to put a smile on my face. `Just thinking about how much he cares and loves me makes life worth living. Yall know the feeling now...all you need to have is that one person and it feels like you have the whole universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give thanks for Olamild Entertainments. I have come a long way and i couldn't have done it on my own. It all started in summer 2007 and we've accomplished so much. View &lt;a href="http://olamildentertainments.blogspot.com/"&gt;OLAMILD GALLERIA&lt;/a&gt; to see pictures from past events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give thanks for my younger siblings. They are clowns and they light up my world. They rep 9ja and the yoruba culture any day any time. Somehow they manage to know how I am feeling even when i don't say so. When i do feel down and look down, they gang up and tease me....saying stuffs like &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;it is well o my sister, Mr. prince charming will ask 4 your hand in marriage by this time next week&lt;/span&gt;. How can i stay down after hearing such words? hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SUPHRcd7MQI/AAAAAAAAAdk/BhTSIxb48ks/s1600-h/siblings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SUPHRcd7MQI/AAAAAAAAAdk/BhTSIxb48ks/s320/siblings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279282290721763586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give thanks for all my friends. I give special thanks for my girl Nay Nay. I just thank God for standing by her because it's not easy to be a single parent. I recall when she called to say she was getting married... how i thought it was too soon and when she called to say she was getting a divorce + she's pregnant. I recal the baby shower...she just looked like she had a basket ball inside her blouse lol ...she didn't gain any weight. It was a very tough phase but I thank God for her life and that of her baby Jaydn. I thank God for being faithful and standing by her throughout the whole situation.  Look at them today. I love my lil God son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SUjoY48kPEI/AAAAAAAAAeE/LW3El5HyhWI/s1600-h/renee%26jaydn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SUjoY48kPEI/AAAAAAAAAeE/LW3El5HyhWI/s320/renee%26jaydn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280726077392829506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give thanks for the numerous talents bestowed on me. I give thanks for the opportunity I have had this year. I give thanks for the Redeemed Christian Church of God all over Michigan; they've given me the opportunity to share my music and minister to youths at different occasions. I specially thank the mountain of the lord parish and winner's chapel. That's (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;) me with the RCCG winner's chapel choir at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flavor of Praise &lt;/span&gt;, an event hosted by RCCG MOTL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SUPTEupSJFI/AAAAAAAAAd0/nJNMTYfiCwA/s1600-h/olamildwithRCCGwinner%27schapel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SUPTEupSJFI/AAAAAAAAAd0/nJNMTYfiCwA/s320/olamildwithRCCGwinner%27schapel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279295266402477138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give thanks for Yoruba Youth Corporation. We started in july 2008 and we've accomplished so much in less than 6 months. Our cultural dancers are the best. Click image to see website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://yorubayouth.org/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SUO_FZICHaI/AAAAAAAAAc0/12wei_UZv3c/s320/YYC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279273287573183906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give thanks for this baby girl Pelumi. I have been known to love babies. I actually witnessed the birth of this girl and it was a blessed experience so to say. I was scared to death because i had the video camera and was told to record. At one point, I sat down and fan myself even though it was and is winter time. uhmmm now I'm scared of giving birth. I still love babies o and this is my newest god daughter. She's a month old now. Bad old me! Them tell me to babysit.. i dey take pictures for where she dey sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SUPJny-RqII/AAAAAAAAAds/kPXIrorLid8/s1600-h/Pelumi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SUPJny-RqII/AAAAAAAAAds/kPXIrorLid8/s320/Pelumi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279284873743411330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alicia keys' No one (Yoruba Version) will be out before this year runs out...stay tuned lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give thanks for my motherland Nigeria...I gats to rep 9ja all the time...especially on Independence day. This was oct 1, 2008. You can take the gurls outta bush but u can't take the bush outta them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SUPUMU7N-qI/AAAAAAAAAd8/239_T6G14Fw/s1600-h/olamildrep9ja.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SUPUMU7N-qI/AAAAAAAAAd8/239_T6G14Fw/s320/olamildrep9ja.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279296496448961186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I give thanks for you. Yes you! I give thanks because you are alive to read this post. I thank you for being there. Merry Xmas and Happy New Year in advance. See you in 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-1670029002795593849?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/1670029002795593849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=1670029002795593849' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/1670029002795593849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/1670029002795593849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/12/100th-post.html' title='100th Post'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SUPAzeVrSmI/AAAAAAAAAc8/XTiSB9kKzRM/s72-c/momandfriends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-2916381124610531923</id><published>2008-12-08T03:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T05:13:06.501-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='okin biscuit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Africa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='o k'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biscuit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nigeria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9ja'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>O K</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I was young when we met&lt;br /&gt;We were seen together almost every time&lt;br /&gt;....church, lunch time, even on the street. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You came in two dimensions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but i preferred one the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I got along with that side of you better.&lt;br /&gt;You loved me&lt;br /&gt;and I loved you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were almost everywhere i went&lt;br /&gt;All I needed to do was look around&lt;br /&gt;the corner to spot you&lt;br /&gt;...begging me to come take you with me.&lt;br /&gt;Of all that i have had,&lt;br /&gt;you were my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;You could please me&lt;br /&gt;in ways that others couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been almost 10 years since&lt;br /&gt;I saw you and had you.&lt;br /&gt;You're all the way in Nigeria&lt;br /&gt;I'm here in America&lt;br /&gt;I just want to let you know&lt;br /&gt;that I miss you so much&lt;br /&gt;and I hope to see you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OKIN BISCUIT&lt;/span&gt; (rectangle ones).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/St2pJUu7yTI/AAAAAAAAC1I/mI-LDMYLRLU/s1600-h/SHORTCAKE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 105px; height: 82px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/St2pJUu7yTI/AAAAAAAAC1I/mI-LDMYLRLU/s320/SHORTCAKE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394653906309204274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah got u all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-2916381124610531923?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/2916381124610531923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=2916381124610531923' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/2916381124610531923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/2916381124610531923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/12/miss-ya.html' title='O K'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/St2pJUu7yTI/AAAAAAAAC1I/mI-LDMYLRLU/s72-c/SHORTCAKE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-8600295622573920605</id><published>2008-12-01T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T05:28:33.821-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Question</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a good day&lt;br /&gt;A mighty good day&lt;br /&gt;It is a good day to praise the lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Month to you all&lt;br /&gt;May new and great things never cease in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;A friend and I were having a discussion&lt;br /&gt;more like an argument&lt;br /&gt;and it was never resolved.&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to know your view on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How do you know you are addicted to something? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The topic was sex addict&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Is a prostitute a sex addict? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'd all agree that when someone does something&lt;br /&gt;more than usually and uncontrollably, s/he is addicted to that thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If you think about sex more than often&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and never actually do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Should you be considered an addict? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a lady sleeps around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;is she a slut or an addict?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-8600295622573920605?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/8600295622573920605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=8600295622573920605' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8600295622573920605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8600295622573920605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/12/question.html' title='Question'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-6579875993626695755</id><published>2008-11-27T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T23:46:16.668-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='speakup9ja'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='International Day for the Elimination of Violence against Women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SAAM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Solution???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Times;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Many of us have fallen victim to sexual abuse during childhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Times;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Some of us are having problems in our relationships now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Times;font-size:100%;"  &gt;because we refused to address the past.&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy to talk about but we have to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Times;font-size:100%;"  &gt;There is no moving forward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Times;font-size:100%;"  &gt;when you are holding on to pain from the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Times;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You cannot enjoy a new relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Times;font-size:100%;"  &gt;when you are holding on to what your former partner did to you.&lt;br /&gt;You might not see what the future holds for you&lt;br /&gt;when the past still controls you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Times;font-size:100%;"  &gt;SPEAK UP about what you have been through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Times;font-size:100%;"  &gt;SPEAK UP about rape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Times;font-size:100%;"  &gt;SPEAK UP about abuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Times;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It's your first step to recovery........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://speakup9ja.webs.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 200px;" src="http://speakup9ja.webs.com/speakup2-1%20copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-6579875993626695755?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/6579875993626695755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=6579875993626695755' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/6579875993626695755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/6579875993626695755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/11/solution.html' title='Solution???'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-3923576852031487994</id><published>2008-11-20T03:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T03:58:30.125-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Rape</title><content type='html'>I was reading a story online&lt;br /&gt;about a 17 yr old Nigerian girl.&lt;br /&gt;She was raped by her high school teacher&lt;br /&gt;She couldn't tell anyone in order to avoid ridicule&lt;br /&gt;The teacher ran away from the town shortly after the incident.&lt;br /&gt;Months after,  the girl found out that she was pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told her sister who told her mother; then father.&lt;br /&gt;The poor girl was beaten mercilessly&lt;br /&gt;and disowned by the dad.&lt;br /&gt;She has been abandoned by the entire family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brought tears to my eyes&lt;br /&gt;because i still don't understand why people can be so cruel&lt;br /&gt;and to think that her family will abandon her&lt;br /&gt;after the traumatic experience is devastating....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Why can't Nigerian parents deal with rape?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How do we address the issue of rape in 9ja?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How do we educate people that a rape victim is not guilty of what happened to her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;What's your say to this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-3923576852031487994?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/3923576852031487994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=3923576852031487994' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3923576852031487994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3923576852031487994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/11/rape.html' title='Rape'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-4084276218803148341</id><published>2008-11-18T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T16:46:38.693-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks'/><title type='text'>Better</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;`Doing much better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to thank you all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;for your prayers. love, and support. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-4084276218803148341?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/4084276218803148341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=4084276218803148341' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/4084276218803148341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/4084276218803148341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/11/better.html' title='Better'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-4270401229734726947</id><published>2008-11-13T03:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:53:50.511-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Still Sick</title><content type='html'>Even worse as of now...&lt;br /&gt;`been battling sleepless nightz&lt;br /&gt;due to cough, cold, and migraine.&lt;br /&gt;I have used 3 different medicines&lt;br /&gt;aboniki, hot chocolate... you name it&lt;br /&gt;and i am still feeling dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for me o.&lt;br /&gt;I have to sing at a friend's wedding next weekend&lt;br /&gt;I cannot do it feeling like this.&lt;br /&gt;Check out the &lt;a href="http://busayoandwale.com/"&gt;couple's website&lt;/a&gt; by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I declare VICTORY over sickness in jesus name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-4270401229734726947?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/4270401229734726947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/4270401229734726947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/11/still-sick.html' title='Still Sick'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-2753859703052634831</id><published>2008-11-06T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:14:21.582-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='olamild songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olamild Entertainments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jesus you are my everything'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Olamild's new demo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;`Caught a cold&lt;br /&gt;`Couldn't sing too well&lt;br /&gt;but that didn't stop me from hitting the studio.&lt;br /&gt;Abraham my piano teacher&lt;br /&gt;came to my rescue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song is not done yet but i couldn't wait to share the demo&lt;br /&gt;with my online family.&lt;br /&gt;I will re-do it when i regain my voice o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Anybody got robb? or chinese balm?&lt;br /&gt;cold wan kill me o.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-2753859703052634831?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/2753859703052634831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=2753859703052634831' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/2753859703052634831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/2753859703052634831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/11/olamilds-new-demo.html' title='Olamild&apos;s new demo'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-4825525119679604550</id><published>2008-11-02T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T13:20:09.173-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='j moss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Give You More</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Showing my love will be faithful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Proving my heart won't change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Giving You more than the day before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For no day will be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Giving You time of substance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maintaining the place that you dwell in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Deeper than the ocean floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I never want us to end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wanna give You more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wanna share my life with You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;More than money can pay for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Allow me to give You more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I have so much to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The day that I see You face to face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;More than an army can fight for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Allow me to give You more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Paying attention to detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Letting no praise go unspoken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Joy streaming from heart to heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That they may never be broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Giving my mind, body, and soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To show You how much I am grateful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To have and hold You close to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That I may never be alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;****chorus***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like a tree is to a leaf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You are what I need to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Words can't explain the affection that I have for You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wanna be what brings to You A smile on Your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Because You're gettin more from my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;More from my soul each day, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;each day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;****chorus***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;`Just felt I should share this song by J Moss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's my latest inspiration. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have a blessed week and rock the vote....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-4825525119679604550?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/4825525119679604550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=4825525119679604550' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/4825525119679604550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/4825525119679604550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/11/give-you-more.html' title='Give You More'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-3784573810896186226</id><published>2008-11-01T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T08:14:47.201-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><title type='text'>Rock the vote on Nov 4</title><content type='html'>I thank you&lt;br /&gt;You are in my mind&lt;br /&gt;and I love you blogsville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s209.photobucket.com/albums/bb157/loveeta/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Olamildvote.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb157/loveeta/Olamildvote.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://olamildentertainments.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CLICK HERE 4 UPDATES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-3784573810896186226?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/3784573810896186226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=3784573810896186226' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3784573810896186226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3784573810896186226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/10/blogsville.html' title='Rock the vote on Nov 4'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-3038341552960623743</id><published>2008-10-24T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T07:02:18.348-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breast cancer awareness month'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='october'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Olamild goes Pink</title><content type='html'>October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you get yourself checked frequently.&lt;br /&gt;Think about the women out there&lt;br /&gt;that wish they could wear a bra.&lt;br /&gt;They cant because they no longer have breasts&lt;br /&gt;You don't want that feeling&lt;br /&gt;but you are not mocking them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be aware of the &lt;a href="http://www.medicinenet.com/breast_cancer/page5.htm#tocg"&gt;symptoms&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may also &lt;a href="http://lovita.bravejournal.com/entry/23170"&gt;click here every day&lt;/a&gt; to check yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Tell other women!&lt;br /&gt;Support the cause!&lt;br /&gt;Help fight this illness that kills thousands of women.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SQHVTQdQXeI/AAAAAAAAAZI/Jiferuaz4Lk/s1600-h/OlamildgoesPink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SQHVTQdQXeI/AAAAAAAAAZI/Jiferuaz4Lk/s320/OlamildgoesPink.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260720366557355490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-3038341552960623743?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/3038341552960623743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=3038341552960623743' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3038341552960623743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3038341552960623743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/10/olamild-goes-pink.html' title='Olamild goes Pink'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SQHVTQdQXeI/AAAAAAAAAZI/Jiferuaz4Lk/s72-c/OlamildgoesPink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-7483820759788745942</id><published>2008-10-13T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T07:19:23.195-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olamild Entertainments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor adeboye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rccg'/><title type='text'>OLAMILD's encounter with Baba Adeboye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.salvationtimes.org/images/adeboye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.salvationtimes.org/images/adeboye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My body cannot contain the joy that I feel. My heart even feels like it's gonna explode any minute. With all the encounters i have had this weekend, I can truly say I am blessed and highly favored. Sometimes last week, I received an email from Pastor Olojo of &lt;a href="http://www.rccg-motl.org/default.aspx"&gt;RCCG MOTL &lt;/a&gt;that they were having a mid week program and the guest speaker was &lt;a href="http://www.paulinewalley.org/"&gt;Pastor Pauline Walley &lt;/a&gt;(NY). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I glanced through it (which is unlike me) and went about my daily activity. It was a 2 day program and I missed the 1st day but pastor told my friend to call me and make sure i attend the 2nd day. I did and I have no regrets. To say I was blessed would be an understatement. I collaborated with a friend of mine to lead the praise/worship. The service went on for hours then my sis sent a text mssg saying she wanted to leave cause she was hungry. I'm like alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As we were about to leave, Pastor Pauline called us back and told us not to miss what God has in store for us. We stayed and prayed like say tomorrow no dey. The pastor prayed for every single person in the church and prophesied into our lives. Everything she said concerning me was true. Infact the first thing she said got me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I went home with so much joy... as for my hungry sis, she had Mickey D's that night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The next day (yesterday) was sunday and i woke up at exactly 5:17 a.m. I heeded to the instructions given the previous night and prayed. I got dressed for church; my friend picked me up cause we were many and we chose to ride in one car. Off we were to detroit! We went to &lt;a href="http://rccgwcd.org/"&gt;RCCG Winner's Chapel&lt;/a&gt;. Baba G.O. - Pastor Adeboye was to minister. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;For the first time in 10 years, I cried during worship. The city of detroit council presented an award to baba, and Pastor Adeniji (official RCCG winner's chapel pastor). Pastor Fadele ( RCCG North America Chairman), pastor ghandi ...were present as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When baba G.O. got on stage, hmmmmm i don't even know what to say. I am short of words. Words cannot explain what i felt. I recall when Baba came in 2004, i saw him but everything was blurry. I lost my glasses and i could not see a thing. I was determined to see baba close and personal because it took me another 4 years to see him again. I listened to every single thing he said, i recorded part of the prayers on my phone. They didn't want the cameras flashing everywhere.. I just took my cell phone out and took pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Baba asked the people that wanted to give their life to christ to step forward, I thought about it twice. Baba said he will count 1 to 4 that we should not let the opportunity pass us by. I'm like i did that years ago but i guess i could do it again. I rushed to the altar and made sure i was standing right in front of baba. He prayed for all of us. He told us to write our names down and asked the ushers to give him the name. He then promised to pray for us everyday. My 32 was out.... i was rejoicing and recording the prayers and everything. I'm like baba will pray for moi everyday? chaiiiii I'm glad I came out o. LAst time I saw him was here in detroit 2004, now 2008 who knows if i wont see him until 2012? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Baba decreed words of prophesies and i grabbed everyone of it. I had all yall in prayers cause he told us to pray for whatever we wanted. I told God to meet my family, friends, and loved ones at the point of their need. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You fall into one of the category. Baba sealed our requests with decrees. When the service ended, we were to go on a boat cruise with BABA. That actually cost $200.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My friend and I rushed down to downtown detroit where we got on board. We made sure we got the front row seat. I took pictures, I recorded. I did everything i could. Even though the pictures on my phone turned out blurry cause the light on the high table was dimmed, I felt contented that i could at least look at the phone and pray. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The cruise was packed with anoiting. Baba just told us to relax and see the event as a family gathering. The choir led us in praise/worship, some upcoming artists rendered solos, choreographies, comedy, drama, and some did oriki ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I cannot type anymore.. this weekend has been the best of all weekends. When the program ended, we had extra 30 mins to walk around the boat. It was then that I realized that we had actually cruised to Canada... I felt no regrets cause my attention was on baba G.O. and the anoiting i was going to tap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;People lined up on the high table and down the high table taking turns to sit where baba sat. My friend even rubbed his head on baba's sit as he was praying. One of the ushers literally dived on the table and snatch the glass of water that baba did not finish. Another man hid behind the table and finished up the yogurt parfait that baba left... him lick spoon self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;One pastor actually flew in all the way from 9ja to see baba. He said there was no way he could have gotten as close as he did to baba here in US if he was in 9ja.  People came from US, and canada.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ME ehn, I took a picture of baba's seat and baba himself because i was really close to him. I ran into an old friend and we started developing strategies wey we go take carry baba's chair comot for that boat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The world didn't give it to me! This joy that i have !..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In a nutshell, I had a blessed weekend with daddy G.O.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-7483820759788745942?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/7483820759788745942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=7483820759788745942' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/7483820759788745942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/7483820759788745942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/10/olamilds-encounter-with-baba-adeboye.html' title='OLAMILD&apos;s encounter with Baba Adeboye'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-2056993083160122720</id><published>2008-10-01T06:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T21:19:43.713-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dbang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9ice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Independence day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='olu maintain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Happy Independence Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy 48th Independence Day to all the Nigerians in the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've got nothing but love for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SORLpuBuNHI/AAAAAAAAASs/VOOMED5JcY8/s1600-h/olamild5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252406245522814066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SORLpuBuNHI/AAAAAAAAASs/VOOMED5JcY8/s320/olamild5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Every enemy dancing &lt;strong&gt;Yahoozee&lt;/strong&gt; in your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;will begin to &lt;strong&gt;kolomental&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;they will &lt;strong&gt;jasi konga&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and shout &lt;strong&gt;why me&lt;/strong&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;because &lt;strong&gt;Gongo Aso&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you all will sing &lt;strong&gt;Mobolowowon&lt;/strong&gt; by the grace of God.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-2056993083160122720?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/2056993083160122720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=2056993083160122720' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/2056993083160122720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/2056993083160122720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-independence-day.html' title='Happy Independence Day'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SORLpuBuNHI/AAAAAAAAASs/VOOMED5JcY8/s72-c/olamild5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-2967537761734727745</id><published>2008-09-27T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T07:40:19.121-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Sturves</title><content type='html'>How una dey o?&lt;br /&gt;Everything just dey happen from left to right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this week, my car was raided at my school.&lt;br /&gt;I got out of my 6pm class and thought i should get something&lt;br /&gt;to eat outside school before i head back to the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a feet away from my car, I saw my stuffs on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;I walked around my car and saw different items from my car all over the floor,&lt;br /&gt;All my doors were unlocked&lt;br /&gt;and that surprised me because i didn't leave it like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I entered my car to find out that&lt;br /&gt;my money was gone.&lt;br /&gt;I usually keep singles and coins in my storage just&lt;br /&gt;in case i need to get a drink from the vending machine.&lt;br /&gt;That one no even pain me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the gift bag i left under the passenger's seat&lt;br /&gt;and I realized that my gift was gone&lt;br /&gt;The best gift i had fr my birthday&lt;br /&gt;which I only used once had been stolen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY GPS got jacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say I was mad would be an understatement&lt;br /&gt;I was close to tears. I rushed down to the security office&lt;br /&gt;and shared what i could... i was really fighting the tears o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I con expect them to go find the surveillance camera&lt;br /&gt;wey suppose dey the area where i parked my car.&lt;br /&gt;them no mention anything about camera o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They asked me if I wanted to file a report and I'm like hell yea.&lt;br /&gt;I was so pissed off. They said I could file a school report and a police report.&lt;br /&gt;I asked what the school report does and they said&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;well it just stays in our record that a car was raided&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;and items were stolen."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;What does that do for me?&lt;/span&gt;, I replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Nothing it's just in our records. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told them to keep their report and asked about the police report. The security officer said he could call the sheriff but the sheriff would take at least two hours to get to the scene because it's hard to get those people to come down here. I was like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2 what? Are you kidding me? This is an emergency! My car got raided and my personals were stolen and you expect me to sit here anticipating the arrival or a sheriff that might not show up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was mad. I just left the scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am calm now and many friends including my professor urge me to file a report. I will do that asap.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, I got a call from two of my friendz&lt;br /&gt;they wanted me to go to the studio and help them out with some sturves.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like no yawa make una holla me at 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;We got to the studio at 8:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we con reach studio, I asked wetin them wan record&lt;br /&gt;One of my friend had his lyrics ready&lt;br /&gt;and the other one had nothing&lt;br /&gt;I'm like how do you come to the studio unprepared?&lt;br /&gt;You have no lyrics, no tune and you want to record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him tok say no be wetin i bring you here for be that?&lt;br /&gt;He told me to write a chorus for him.&lt;br /&gt;I took the verse lyrics from the other guy (flo) and&lt;br /&gt;with that, I was able to write...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Why, why you do me like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Girl don't you know you're supposed to be here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't even fake it girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;kissing me like you're missing me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You thought you played me girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;but you played yourself babe"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave him (slide) the tune, he sang it and i liked it&lt;br /&gt;so I watched them rap and sing.&lt;br /&gt;They ended up throwing me in it for a sec&lt;br /&gt;just to do a little ad lib&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song you hear right now is what was recorded.&lt;br /&gt;The title is "why you do me"&lt;br /&gt;Without further ado,&lt;br /&gt;I introduce you to my friends&lt;br /&gt;FLO and SLIDE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-2967537761734727745?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/2967537761734727745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=2967537761734727745' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/2967537761734727745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/2967537761734727745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/09/sturves.html' title='Sturves'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-8657255895697502339</id><published>2008-09-25T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T14:42:03.698-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoruba nite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoruba youth corporation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><title type='text'>Yoruba Nite</title><content type='html'>Besides school, this is what i am currently working on.&lt;br /&gt;We have succeeded in introducing yoruba youth club to a community college in Michigan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SNwFTRIYcTI/AAAAAAAAASc/IUr2zp9ZsPM/s1600-h/YorubaNite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SNwFTRIYcTI/AAAAAAAAASc/IUr2zp9ZsPM/s320/YorubaNite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250077094181368114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still busy battling Calc and Stats... make una pray for me o.&lt;br /&gt;I don dey contemplate o&lt;br /&gt;whether i go carry my bag&lt;br /&gt;go create pure water business for 9ja&lt;br /&gt;school no easy o. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-8657255895697502339?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/8657255895697502339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=8657255895697502339' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8657255895697502339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8657255895697502339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/09/yoruba-nite.html' title='Yoruba Nite'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SNwFTRIYcTI/AAAAAAAAASc/IUr2zp9ZsPM/s72-c/YorubaNite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-7810421055646404583</id><published>2008-09-17T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T17:23:35.375-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoruba youth corporation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olamild Entertainments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>BUSY LYFE....again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;`Back  to the busy me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Calculus has sent me to the math center. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I stole this pics from my school website&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SNGfIU-hlRI/AAAAAAAAASU/vGJHButjKro/s1600-h/eunice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SNGfIU-hlRI/AAAAAAAAASU/vGJHButjKro/s320/eunice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247150006282065170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My teacher was telling me that the book I have &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;contains Calc I - III. That thing is heavy as a rock. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Besides school my project =&lt;a href="http://yorubayouth.org"&gt;YYC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;is consuming a lot of time.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The cultural dancers have to perform this weekend&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They will also perform on October 4&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;at the 48th Independence of Nigeria (Southfield, MI)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Put me in your prayers. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You can always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://olamildentertainments.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CHECK HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; for updates&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;incase I'm too busy to update this blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-7810421055646404583?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/7810421055646404583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=7810421055646404583' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/7810421055646404583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/7810421055646404583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/09/busy-lyfeagain.html' title='BUSY LYFE....again'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SNGfIU-hlRI/AAAAAAAAASU/vGJHButjKro/s72-c/eunice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-2640282040034879808</id><published>2008-09-13T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T09:20:14.725-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Everybody, Anybody, Somebody,Nobody!</title><content type='html'>There was an important job to be done and everybody was sure that somebody would have done it,&lt;br /&gt; but nobody did it. Anybody could have done it, but nobody did it. Somebody got angry about that because it was everybody’s job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody thought anybody could do it, but nobody realized that everybody blamed somebody when nobody accused anybody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-2640282040034879808?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/2640282040034879808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=2640282040034879808' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/2640282040034879808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/2640282040034879808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/09/everybody-anybody-somebodynobody.html' title='Everybody, Anybody, Somebody,Nobody!'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-6377619331484803460</id><published>2008-09-08T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T12:55:35.888-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Question</title><content type='html'>Should &lt;strong&gt;men of God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;divorce and remarry?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-6377619331484803460?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/6377619331484803460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=6377619331484803460' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/6377619331484803460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/6377619331484803460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/09/question.html' title='Question'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-3101871587334646224</id><published>2008-09-01T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T07:13:50.699-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Amazing Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Have you any idea of the mess you were in or moving toward&lt;br /&gt;when God reached down and saved you? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps an illustration may help you get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took your children to a petting zoo and a little lamb&lt;br /&gt;comes running towards you, you probably won't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;because lambs are harmless.&lt;br /&gt;You might let your kids pets it.&lt;br /&gt;You might reach out your hand and let it lick you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say you're at the zoo and the alarm goes out&lt;br /&gt;that a lion has escaped from its cage.&lt;br /&gt;If you're standing there and that lion comes  running towards you,&lt;br /&gt;you'll be terrified and start to run because you know what lions can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just suppose that the runaway lion&lt;br /&gt;corners you in one part of the zoo and comes up to you&lt;br /&gt;Instead of attacking you, it gently licks your hand the way the lamb did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Whose gentleness would you appreciate more?&lt;br /&gt;The lamb or the lion?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I bet you'd appreciate the lion's gentleness more because&lt;br /&gt;it could have easily destroyed you without violating&lt;br /&gt;its nature as a lion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;GRACE &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;people!&lt;br /&gt;Grace is God's kindness, and gentleness towards us.&lt;br /&gt;We sin every time! God could have backed us into a corner&lt;br /&gt;and destroy us without violating his holy character.&lt;br /&gt;But he wanted us to know that there is a meek side to him&lt;br /&gt;just like the lion did in the illustration.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of God expressing wrath when we sin,&lt;br /&gt;he wants us to run to him as his very own children.&lt;br /&gt;He sacrificed his only son so we might have life in abundance.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that amazing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this &lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;AMAZING GRACE&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-3101871587334646224?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/3101871587334646224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=3101871587334646224' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3101871587334646224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3101871587334646224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/09/amazing-grace.html' title='Amazing Grace'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-3787449358236204631</id><published>2008-08-26T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T09:37:11.187-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><title type='text'>OLAMILD says hi Blogsville</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SLQj7IDnU_I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/rJKhoA9jwOo/s1600-h/101_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SLQj7IDnU_I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/rJKhoA9jwOo/s320/101_0120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238851765220627442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Still doing great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Still busy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This picture was taken at a wedding this saturday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was about to go and sing for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.efehiandschneider.com/"&gt;Efehi and Schneider&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wedding was beau-tee-ful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Check out the newly weds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SLQly7sjRWI/AAAAAAAAAQY/_GEKm8MB7nE/s1600-h/101_0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SLQly7sjRWI/AAAAAAAAAQY/_GEKm8MB7nE/s320/101_0101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238853823486969186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://olamildentertainments.blogspot.com/2008/08/olamild-entertainments-abambas-wedding.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;CLICK HERE 2 SEE MORE PICTURES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-3787449358236204631?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/3787449358236204631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=3787449358236204631' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3787449358236204631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3787449358236204631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/08/olamild-says-hi-blogsville.html' title='OLAMILD says hi Blogsville'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SLQj7IDnU_I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/rJKhoA9jwOo/s72-c/101_0120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-1850951130526732035</id><published>2008-08-12T11:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T12:03:56.800-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yinka aiyefele'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoruba youth corporation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olamild Entertainments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='egbe omo yoruba'/><title type='text'>OLAMILD in DC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;`Just got back from Maryland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My crew (cultural dancers/drummers) and I travelled on thursday (aug 7)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We went for the 16th Yoruba National Convention hosted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;by Egbe Isokan Yoruba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was fun-filled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I got to meet people from different places. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We got to see Yinka aiyefele's live performance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was outstandingly beautiful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;See video on &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jL95VqeyHU4"&gt;youtube&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We've been invited by numerous yoruba groups all over the US&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It looks like this summer is still busy o. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I will keep u all updated sha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I want to thank you for checking on me. You are in my thoughts as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-1850951130526732035?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/1850951130526732035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=1850951130526732035' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/1850951130526732035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/1850951130526732035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/08/olamild-in-dc.html' title='OLAMILD in DC'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-9012866647729119418</id><published>2008-08-03T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T10:44:00.709-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoruba youth corporation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>BACK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I missed you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeah you! lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The program was a huge success&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I give glory to God almighty for his infinite mercies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You should have been there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We hyped up the audience with our opening act&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;two of our best dancers danced "Roll It" by P Square. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They were back flipping, break dancing and sturves shuuu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;even me self dey tempted to sommersault. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had guests from Birmingham, London, Texas, New York, Maryland, Canada and so on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My favorite motivational speaker Dayo Israel rocked the audience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;with some old yoruba songs and adages. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The food was superb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I almost ate my fingers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I almost cried at the beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cause I was so nervous about how the whole thing would turn out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but I was surrounded by the best people on planet earth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chaiii i suffer small o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;con see full house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7 African guys wey no wan cook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They had me in the kitchen from friday - tuesday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Iya afin monilola Tenabe of Egbe omo yoruba (Washington DC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;graced the audience with her presence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She was a sweetheart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know I am going back and forth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I cannot even find the right words to explain how great the event was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to thank everyone that had me in prayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The devil tried but he failed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;God had and has a purpose for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After the whole program, I was battling some health issues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and I went for surgery on &lt;/span&gt;Friday (Aug 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My mum was praying wherever she was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and sparkle was there to put a smile on my face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I thank God today I am hail and hearty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have to call and thank Pastor Dayo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cause all the guys were laughing at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;when I told them not to touch my caprisun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that I bought it so Pastor could pray on it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeye guys tok say&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; ahn ahn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;We know pastors pray on water not caprisun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;You're trying to be classy with your probs lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of course them tiff some of it before the prayers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In a nutshell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We planned an event and it was successful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I went for surgery and it was successful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yoruba Youth Corporation/Cultural Dancers have been invited to Maryland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;from the 7th - 10th of August to perform at the EOY national convention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yinka Aiyefele is the live artiste. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to have a swell time in Washington DC this coming weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://yorubayouth.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SEE PICTURES OF THE YYC LUNCHEON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-9012866647729119418?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/9012866647729119418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=9012866647729119418' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/9012866647729119418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/9012866647729119418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/08/back.html' title='BACK!'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-1992189093463794804</id><published>2008-07-21T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T14:58:01.545-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoruba youth corporation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='www.lovita.bravejournal.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Gone till late july/August</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb157/loveeta/YorubaYouth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 415px; height: 278px;" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb157/loveeta/YorubaYouth.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb157/loveeta/yorubayouthimage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 414px; height: 238px;" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb157/loveeta/yorubayouthimage.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://lovita.bravejournal.com/"&gt;CHECK HERE FOR UPDATES&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-1992189093463794804?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/1992189093463794804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=1992189093463794804' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/1992189093463794804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/1992189093463794804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/07/gone-till-late-julyaugust_21.html' title='Gone till late july/August'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-1648246022537472126</id><published>2008-07-16T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T13:40:04.022-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Just Yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I saw a lioness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;turn to a lamb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was in the library and thoughts of her came to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I sent a text message asking her if she was home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;She said yeah so I gave her a call. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am tired o. Your house is close to school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just need to rest my head for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have an evening class though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay... guess what? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have bad news for you!, she said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I asked her what was going on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and she told me she couldn't say it on the phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I headed straight to her house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I greeted everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;They smiled and said hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That was unusual...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;No one's picking on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;No one's telling me how I need to trim my eyebrows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Is everything okay?, I asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;She looked at me and looked at her sisters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everyone was silent for almost a minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In a chorus, they said "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My father died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh! Oh no! Oh waow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;this is too much for me to handle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I looked in their faces and I saw them try to fight the tears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;They had been called from Nigeria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;they were told he was sick on sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and died on monday midnight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was too much for me to bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Words could not be said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Feelings could not be expressed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I picked up my pen and paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Within 5 minutes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wrote two poems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;One titled "Out of sight is never out of mind" and "H-O-M-E"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I shared it with them and I could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;read their minds just by looking into their eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;They took the written piece from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and placed it on the shelf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some of them went out to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;black attires for their mother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;She sat by me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We were alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;She looked at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and she said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;This life is too short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Imagine me having sleepless night over a pair of shoe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;getting bothered by material thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;when someone is out there dying.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got up and walked to the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;to answer one of the numerous&lt;br /&gt;phone calls she had been receiving.&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in 3 years,&lt;br /&gt;I heard her broke down&lt;br /&gt;I saw a lioness turn to a lamb&lt;br /&gt;She was the strongest of all my friends&lt;br /&gt;She was the "no nonsense chick."&lt;br /&gt;She was the one with strength&lt;br /&gt;to fight tears&lt;br /&gt;and here she was helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she got off the phone&lt;br /&gt;came back to me&lt;br /&gt;Looked me in the eye and said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Olamild I am fatherless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;On father's day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I'm gonna look up to the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;and say happy father's day to thin air."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No words can describe the pain I felt when&lt;br /&gt;those words came out of her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;I was there from 11:15 a.m. to 10 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;I felt the family's pain and&lt;br /&gt;I just want yall to pray for this family&lt;br /&gt;I cannot mention the last name&lt;br /&gt;because they are yet to tell one of the children&lt;br /&gt;because she is away from home.&lt;br /&gt;They do not know how she will take it&lt;br /&gt;especially being alone where she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for my friend.&lt;br /&gt;She's very dear to me&lt;br /&gt;Pray that God sends comfort to that home&lt;br /&gt;because they really need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-1648246022537472126?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/1648246022537472126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=1648246022537472126' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/1648246022537472126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/1648246022537472126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-yesterday.html' title='Just Yesterday'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-7975775440922307756</id><published>2008-07-12T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T08:16:44.186-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olamild&apos;s Galleria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olamild Entertainments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>OLAMILD @ a wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SHi6gsybfcI/AAAAAAAAAQI/fh3pwPtP44M/s1600-h/100_1097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SHi6gsybfcI/AAAAAAAAAQI/fh3pwPtP44M/s320/100_1097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222128838877347266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a wedding two weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;This was the wedding I told yall I performed at.&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful event&lt;br /&gt;and I just got this picture&lt;br /&gt;so I say make I share am .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See more &lt;a href="http://olamildentertainments.blogspot.com/2008/06/titi-weds-nathan.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-7975775440922307756?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/7975775440922307756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=7975775440922307756' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/7975775440922307756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/7975775440922307756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/07/olamild-wedding.html' title='OLAMILD @ a wedding'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SHi6gsybfcI/AAAAAAAAAQI/fh3pwPtP44M/s72-c/100_1097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-4687419911645195370</id><published>2008-07-03T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T15:31:00.204-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Imagine Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>So..so confused</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Just two days ago,&lt;br /&gt;I went to my aunt's place&lt;br /&gt;You remember &lt;a href="http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/01/ohhh-i-remember.html"&gt;Master C&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;I chilled with him and D don for a while.&lt;br /&gt;When it was time for me to go to my evening class,&lt;br /&gt;Master C told me I couldn't go that he had a gift for me&lt;br /&gt;I'm like&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; hmm what's it gonna be this time?&lt;br /&gt;the shrek doll u got from Mickey D?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;the kung fu panda toy u got from chuck e cheese?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;or the transformers toy mama got you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He just smiled and went upstairs&lt;br /&gt;He heard me slam the door and he goes&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Aunty OLAMILDDDDDDD! I know you're not leaving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;when I told you not to"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"I'm right here boo, I was just closing the door to prevent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;the flies from coming in.&lt;/span&gt;" I replied.&lt;br /&gt;He came downstairs with his hands behind his back&lt;br /&gt;He looked at me and said&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I know I give you a lot of trouble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;but you've been good to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;and I thought I should give you this.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He handed me a book.&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the title and it said &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Praying for purpose for women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a prayer experience that will change your life forever&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't bother to ask him how he got it&lt;br /&gt;I could not smile, I could not cry&lt;br /&gt;I just didn't know how to react&lt;br /&gt;I was astonished. I hugged him and left.&lt;br /&gt;I raced to my car and I shook in fear.&lt;br /&gt;I asked myself&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; when was the last time I really prayed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use to be the one that prayed all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use to be the one that talked to God&lt;br /&gt;about everything&lt;br /&gt;I mean everything... one time I asked God &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;how come I don't have hips?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I said God why big thighs? why not hips? abi i no deserve figure 8&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;that just gives u a clue about how I open up to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It dawned on me&lt;br /&gt;I had gone through so much in the past couple of months&lt;br /&gt;Instead of me to run to God and seek comfort, help&lt;br /&gt;I run away from him&lt;br /&gt;I go about singing praises to him&lt;br /&gt;and helping others&lt;br /&gt;when I'm the one who really needs help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an aspiring Law student (Corporate Law to be precise)&lt;br /&gt;I have switched courses like crazy&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;My dreams differ from that of my parents&lt;br /&gt;and OLAMILD is supposed to do whatever they say&lt;br /&gt;After all , many Nigerian parents use her as an example for their kid&lt;br /&gt;She leads the church choir&lt;br /&gt;She sings at weddings, birthdays, anniversaries&lt;br /&gt;She's respectful&lt;br /&gt;She's a yoruba lady and respect is the most important thing in the culture.&lt;br /&gt;They told her to go to school to be a Pharmacist&lt;br /&gt;She chose Law, which is her passion&lt;br /&gt;She started off taking pharmacy pre-requisites but it just wasn't for her&lt;br /&gt;In anytime they are going to find out&lt;br /&gt;what she has done&lt;br /&gt;and all hell will break loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last thing I want is for people to change&lt;br /&gt;their views about me&lt;br /&gt;but I have to live for me.&lt;br /&gt;That's what &lt;a href="http://factorchic.blogspot.com"&gt;sparkle&lt;/a&gt; says&lt;br /&gt;stop thinking about what people say&lt;br /&gt;follow your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Just got out of an 8 yrs relationship&lt;br /&gt;and God knows I need prayers.&lt;br /&gt;I need it more than anything.&lt;br /&gt;In the past couple of months,&lt;br /&gt;I have written close to 5 songs that I have done nothing with&lt;br /&gt;I just sing it in my head, in my car and just forget it.&lt;br /&gt;I have been running away from what I need the most = PRAYERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad&lt;br /&gt;but it's very encouraging&lt;br /&gt;that God just used a 5 yr old (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Yes, Master C is 5 now&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;to tell me that he is still there&lt;br /&gt;ready to help me.&lt;br /&gt;All he asks is that I put my hand in his hands&lt;br /&gt;and let him have his way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;PRAY 4 me pleaseeeeeeeee.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-4687419911645195370?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/4687419911645195370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=4687419911645195370' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/4687419911645195370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/4687419911645195370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/07/soso-confused.html' title='So..so confused'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-3822686700637136060</id><published>2008-06-29T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T08:32:15.443-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoruba youth corporation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olamild Entertainments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Full Access'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>A love meant to last</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;when Nathan Bridges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;took Elizabeth Titi Ajayi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;as a wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to hold, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to cherish,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;until eternity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had fun o. chaiiiiii if i no dance until 2015, i think I'll be good cause I danced as if tomorrow no dey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I will add pictures &lt;a href="http://olamildentertainments.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; very soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-3822686700637136060?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/3822686700637136060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=3822686700637136060' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3822686700637136060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3822686700637136060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/06/love-meant-to-last.html' title='A love meant to last'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-229769000515687489</id><published>2008-06-24T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T08:08:48.546-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olamild Entertainments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Glory be to God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She was born in Lagos, Nigeria. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She was raised in Mushin, Isolo, Ejigbo, Abeokuta, Akute and Michigan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She is a singer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She is a poetess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She is a writer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She is a web designer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She is a fashion designer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She is a lyricist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She is an entrepreneur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She is a lawyer to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She is &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;OLAMILD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and she is a year older today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-229769000515687489?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/229769000515687489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=229769000515687489' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/229769000515687489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/229769000515687489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/06/giving-thanks-for-birthday.html' title='Glory be to God'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-8714181551284994112</id><published>2008-06-21T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T08:55:29.398-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olamild&apos;s Galleria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoruba youth corporation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lovey&apos;s Lounge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olamild Entertainments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Full Access'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Paying tribute...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/44iPxuB8ZzE&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/44iPxuB8ZzE&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This video was recorded 2 months ago. The drummer in white is my little brother and the one in red is my friend/co-founder of Yoruba Youth Corporation. We didn't even rehearse for this...you can even see my nappy hair. They just called me up and told me we needed to record a video- PAY TRIBUTE TO A NIGERIAN SISTER that passed on sometimes in April. This particular one is the second half of the video we recorded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am alive o my fellow bloggers.. `just busy with numerous events here and there. Have a blessed weekend. Happy Viewing!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PS: Special thanks to Mizz Opeke for letting me know about ONetrueMedia...I have been trying to upload videos for ages..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-8714181551284994112?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/8714181551284994112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=8714181551284994112' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8714181551284994112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8714181551284994112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/06/paying-tribute.html' title='Paying tribute...'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-6475600659642860920</id><published>2008-06-18T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T09:13:22.121-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Olamild Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PICTURE: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mum in the middle dancing with some of her friends.... I guess u can tell they were dancing to Yinka Aiyefele's song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SFkzDTtz-cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/e-nmZJlVviU/s1600-h/dancers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SFkzDTtz-cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/e-nmZJlVviU/s320/dancers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213254175583107522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the day that the lord has made&lt;br /&gt;I will rejoice and be glad in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today is my mother's birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it is 6 days to my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-6475600659642860920?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/6475600659642860920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=6475600659642860920' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/6475600659642860920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/6475600659642860920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/06/olamild-mothers-day.html' title='Olamild Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SFkzDTtz-cI/AAAAAAAAAQA/e-nmZJlVviU/s72-c/dancers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-4161125408575310997</id><published>2008-06-15T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T17:02:30.461-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Father&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>Happy Father's  Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olamild, Dad &amp;amp; Sparkle - many years back...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotogenic.smugmug.com/photos/80488333_A9CSo-L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://fotogenic.smugmug.com/photos/80488333_A9CSo-L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to use this medium to thank all my faithful readers and supporters. Special thanks to all that left comment(s) on my previous post. Don't you for a second think that I have forgotten you. Despite my busy schedule, I stop by your blog. Your feed ..bla bla should have exposed me. I'd love to leave comments but yall cannot imagine how busy I am/ gonna be. I just want to thank you for stopping by, I love you and I will update you about all the the events I am performing at. Thank you for being you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lovita.bravejournal.com/entry/26131"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;READ MY FATHER'S DAY POST&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-4161125408575310997?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/4161125408575310997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/4161125408575310997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s  Day'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-8314830324177066491</id><published>2008-06-10T11:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T11:50:48.535-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoruba youth corporation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olamild Entertainments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Olamild presents Yoruba Youth Corporation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You know most of us are far from home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Some have lost their culture&lt;br /&gt;Some don't even recall who they are or where they are from&lt;br /&gt;Yoruba Youth Corporation was founded by 3 yorubas in Michigan&lt;br /&gt;2 of my guy friends and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Our aim is to showcase the yoruba culture to young yorubas,&lt;br /&gt;to share the yoruba heritage with all foreigners with interest,&lt;br /&gt;and to introduce yoruba language as a foreign course in junior colleges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Luncheon Ceremony will be held on the 26th of July, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;We will showcase activities like fashion show, cultural dance,&lt;br /&gt;yoruba poems etcetera. We have the unstoppable Motivational speaker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dayoisrael.youngdiaspora.org/"&gt;Temidayo Israel&lt;/a&gt; coming from UK.&lt;br /&gt;You are invited to come watch, learn, and help us achieve our goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LUNCHEON FLYER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SE7JBzuphpI/AAAAAAAAAOw/WXBKKR_rRqY/s1600-h/Yorubayouthcorporation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 333px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SE7JBzuphpI/AAAAAAAAAOw/WXBKKR_rRqY/s320/Yorubayouthcorporation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210322851817162386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AFTER PARTY FLYER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SE7JSQdQUUI/AAAAAAAAAO4/rFVA8Cwlgsc/s1600-h/yorubayouthimage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SE7JSQdQUUI/AAAAAAAAAO4/rFVA8Cwlgsc/s320/yorubayouthimage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210323134406742338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Click on the flyer to see a larger version of it.&lt;br /&gt;For more information about this organization,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://yorubayouth.org/"&gt;CLICK YORUBA YOUTH CORPORATION WEBSITE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides this project, I have numerous occasions laid out for the summer&lt;br /&gt;I am not just attending these events, I will be performing.&lt;br /&gt;The most recent one is the union of Titi &amp;amp; Nick holding in Detroit, MI&lt;br /&gt;on the 28th of this month (4 days after my birthday)... I have to compose yoruba love songs...&lt;br /&gt;and I have soooooo much work ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;Between now and November, I have about&lt;br /&gt;25 occasions to attend and 15 to perform at. Something else might come up...&lt;br /&gt;Bear with me if I don't update often. I will try my possible best.&lt;br /&gt;You can also check &lt;a href="http://lovita.bravejournal.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for updates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please check out Yoruba Youth Corporation and sign our &lt;a href="http://pub46.bravenet.com/guestbook/3944135686"&gt;GuestBook.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-8314830324177066491?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/8314830324177066491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=8314830324177066491' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8314830324177066491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8314830324177066491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/06/olamild-presents-yoruba-youth.html' title='Olamild presents Yoruba Youth Corporation'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/SE7JBzuphpI/AAAAAAAAAOw/WXBKKR_rRqY/s72-c/Yorubayouthcorporation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-8053316350380048458</id><published>2008-06-03T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T13:22:19.174-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='International Day for the Elimination of Violence against Women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A woman&apos;s worth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>SPEAK UP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And since we all came from a woman&lt;br /&gt;Got our name from a woman&lt;br /&gt;and our game from a woman&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why we take from our women&lt;br /&gt;Why we rape our women,&lt;br /&gt;do we hate our women?&lt;br /&gt;I think it's time to kill for our women&lt;br /&gt;Time to heal our women,&lt;br /&gt;be real to our women&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: This month's looking busy... will update asap. until then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lovita.bravejournal.com/"&gt;CHECK HERE FOR UPDATES&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-8053316350380048458?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/8053316350380048458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=8053316350380048458' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8053316350380048458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8053316350380048458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/06/speak-up.html' title='SPEAK UP'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-6075372912311744268</id><published>2008-05-25T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T07:30:57.642-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yahooze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Full Access'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Yahooze Nite</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb157/loveeta/100_0432-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb157/loveeta/100_0432-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Admission Fee: $20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Event was held this friday (May 23) @ southfield, MI and I was present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Alabi Pasuma Wonder, one some of yall know from the yahooze album was the star of the night. Pasuma is the king of fuji in 9ja as many yorubas would know. Chaiiii wetin my eyes see that night ehn, my mouth no fit tok am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The crowd was mixed so we had the old and young showing some love. I was expecting the youngsters to appear in "hoochie" attire (excuse my lang). To my surprise, the older women were the ones that ......kaiii I will not complete that sentence. You ask why? wetin I find go there? Me I went there to do business o and have fun sha make i take truth...however, I was busy distributing flyers for an upcoming event which I will share with yall in my next post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The setting was really nice though, they had a little lounge on the side with pepper soup, assorted meats, jollof rice, u know the likes... a caterer was there to sell and serve the meal. It was like a food bar. Party didn't start until 12 a.m. even though the flyer said 9 p.m. We listened to Yinka Aiyefele's music until pasuma arrived. My family friend was the photographer and I was chilling with him when paso (as I call him) arrived. Kia kia trust me o as him dey take picture, I was like Paso come o how u go come MI no con take picshure with MI queen? .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, the event started off smooth. After 30 mins or so, people started walking up to the stage to dance and spray money...What's with 9ja men and butt shaking aka "poppin' booty" ? Isn't that a female's job?... I couldn't help but laugh at some dance moves. 9ja women 4 michigan do something that nite o... I reserve my comments. My friend and I went up to the stage at a point to spray money in order for him to promote our upcoming event. He did a pretty good job with that and we have been receiving positive feedback since then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;U know fuji musicians are perceived to be razz in 9ja but I beg to differ. Do not judge all based on one person's lyrics. I must admit that everything was pretty decent. The lyrics were not perverted in any way and whooooo na everyone dance &lt;em&gt;fuji yahooze&lt;/em&gt; that nite o. I actually like pasuma in comparison to other fuji stars. He stands out to me because he's mingling pretty good and he seems to be more open-minded than others. Did I mention looks? He looks pretty good for his age... infact he looks good period. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I know I am going back and forth, please bear with me cause I am feeling sleepy now. I had fun and I displayed my fuji skillz that night. I was just there doing my own thing jejely when someone just jumps behind me and started grinding on me. Ki lo fe fa gbogbo nonsense yen no? (wetin cause this yawa?)... that's what I thought and I turned around to see this old uncle dressed like a youngster. I didn't know him but I was disappointed. He did not take his eyes off me that night, he even sent 3 people to come talk to me. I had to tell one of my older friends to help me beg him to stay away cause I was not feeling comfortable with him stalking &amp;amp; staring at me on the dance floor. After carrying out my research,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I was told that the man attend young people's party while dressed like a young person. His aim is to get a girl/one night stand at every party he attends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I could not help but wonder if he was married. What if his wife &amp;amp; kids were home thinking daddy was working overnight?...hmmm anyway I HAD FUN and I got a lil creative with one of my picture. I will share more pictures as they come... Until then, Happy Viewing.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is it me or do I look devilish in this next foto?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;joblessness + creativity!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANIMATED OLAMILD - PICTURE FROM YAHOOZE NIGHT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb157/loveeta/YAHOOZENITE-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb157/loveeta/YAHOOZENITE-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb157/loveeta/YAHOOZENITE-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-6075372912311744268?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/6075372912311744268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=6075372912311744268' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/6075372912311744268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/6075372912311744268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/05/yahooze-nite.html' title='Yahooze Nite'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-7796716279679134901</id><published>2008-05-20T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T07:40:54.994-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Bloody Massacre....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't let the title scare you o..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's not humans this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROBLEM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I woke up one day and I looked at my imaginary lincoln navigator aka "my car." I said to it &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you deserve some scrubing&lt;/span&gt;. Without hesitating, I grabbed car soap, hose, and car wax. It took time but the car was spotless by the time I finished. I was so proud of myself and I went inside to eat...thinking hmm I'll be rolling tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Next day, I received a wonderful present on my windshield...&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BIRD POOP&lt;/span&gt;!...To say I was shocked would be an understatement. I smiled and stayed positive like I have been doing everyday but TODAY's own was exceptional. It's as if this birds perhaps one bird with a huge appetite had a fiesta or some sort of family reunion on my car. I was almost late for work and I couldn't stop by the car wash. I had to drive my multi-colored, poop-stained car to work. Insult + Injury mixed with superlative Rubbish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOLUTION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am not upset o cause I just came up with a solution. If you have a better one, let me know but this is my own sha. I am going to do night vigil (- prayer) with my gun. I will guard my car overnight and shoot any bird that flies in my neighborhood. They are all guilty as far as I am concerned...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-7796716279679134901?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/7796716279679134901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=7796716279679134901' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/7796716279679134901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/7796716279679134901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/05/bloody-massacre.html' title='Bloody Massacre....'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-5491960686014633900</id><published>2008-05-16T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T06:48:49.851-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ghetto love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>A Ghetto Love Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/RsQ1bUjYB8I/AAAAAAAAAGc/McpHGTH_Rmc/s1600-h/ghetto%2520love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099259421580068802" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/RsQ1bUjYB8I/AAAAAAAAAGc/McpHGTH_Rmc/s320/ghetto%2520love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Gurl i love you straight up fo sho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;or i wouldn't have told dem ova girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;not to call me no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I knew it was true da first day i seen you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;why u thank i do the thangs i do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;rememba how i use to wine n dine uschlits malt liquor and baar-be-Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I gave u a bubble bath and fed u grapes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;they was on sale that week; a dolla ninety eight romantic evenings after dark,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;street light walks around da park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;like the very first time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;u came ova my crib.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And u got all scared,cause that roach was on yo timb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I was right there with a can o' spray to be ur super negro and save da day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I ain't even pay my light bills,so i can take u to the club....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dont knock ova does candles and burn up my rug!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and dat nite we made luv,for a long liddle bit of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I hope u got yours cause i sho'nuff got mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I woke up early and made u breakfast in bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;sep fo i ain't have no juice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;no grits and no eggs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;didn't have no cereal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and was fresh outta milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so we had some toast and potato chips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I use to rub lotion on ur feet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and massage yo back I found u some clue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;when u lost ur tracks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Now what man you knowded,ever loved you like dis?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Gurl please take my name off dat child support list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-5491960686014633900?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/5491960686014633900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=5491960686014633900' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/5491960686014633900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/5491960686014633900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2007/08/ghetto-love-poem.html' title='A Ghetto Love Poem'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/RsQ1bUjYB8I/AAAAAAAAAGc/McpHGTH_Rmc/s72-c/ghetto%2520love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-3387202051385257875</id><published>2008-05-12T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T06:26:35.622-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='www.lovita.bravejournal.com'/><title type='text'>Olamild &amp; 6 Quirks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I got tagged by Ms. &lt;a href="http://rinsola.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pweetie Feet&lt;/a&gt; and I've got to do what I've got to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quirk 6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am straighter than the letter I but I look at a female the way a guy does. I don't think what they think but I look. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Quirk 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I cannot sleep with the light on. It doesn't matter how you dim it. If I can see my phone light, I cannot sleep. I cannot sleep without holding a teddy bear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quirk 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am scared of reptiles (both real and stuffed ones).. I cannot stand most things that crawl. Ohh I hate lizards, spiders, alligators, u know the likes of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quirk 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know if this is wierd sef but I cannot stand G Strings and thongs. Trust me, I have some interesting pair of panties but G strings? Thongs? What's with that? Haba, it's so uncomfortable. Have you ever tried walking outside with a skirt and no panties on... that's how i felt when I tried a G string. You ask why did I buy it when I don't like it shey? ... NO be me o. My mum went to the store and decided it'd be nice to get me some underwear. It was well packed and she judged the panties based on the one drawn on the package. When she got home, I told her to open what she bought. Alas! 3 G- strings. She goes "Ye ki le leyin ni? Okun ni yi now? Awon people yin mad ni, bawo lo se fe wo?" - {What is this? It's mere rope! These people must be out of their minds, how are you to wear this?}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was just laughing at her. My mum is kind of old school o. But I try the thing and I no even like am anyway. I have tried on several occasions but i am still not liking it. DO NOT BUY ME THONGS OR G STRINGS for any reason whatsoever. IF you do, I will not speak to you for a year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quirk 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I cannot drink cold stuffs, it has to be warm. Be it water, juice, milk, malt etcetera...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quirk 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I pick up words and songs easily. You don't want to play a silly song around me. I will sing it for 6 months. I could recall my brother playing this song "we all live in the yellow submarine yellow submarine..." I was singing that song in class, at work, in the shower. I could not get it out of my mouth. Please don't play yeye songs around me... I'll end up singing it even if I don't like it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I tag &lt;a href="http://9ja-opeke.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mizz Opeke&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://omosewa.blogspot.com/"&gt;Omosewa&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://factorchic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sparkle&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://milanoespar.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jaybabe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-3387202051385257875?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/3387202051385257875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=3387202051385257875' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3387202051385257875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3387202051385257875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/05/olamild-6-quirks.html' title='Olamild &amp; 6 Quirks'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-8974113546892625536</id><published>2008-05-05T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T06:37:24.470-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olamild Entertainments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SAAM'/><title type='text'>Just a Friend 4!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*****Four Days Later*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;They did what? You were a part of it?&lt;/span&gt; (shocked)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isi: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Someone had to deal with him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;To be honest with you, I will be glad to hurt him really bad but desmond told me not to do anything. I was even begging him not to harm C in anyway. He told me he knows C will be dealt with but it won't involve him in anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isi: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Exactly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And it had to be you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isi: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;You are very lucky shewa. You don't know how lucky you are. Are you mad at me for dealing with Chinedu on your behalf? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa: (quiet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isi: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Great! you'd better be quiet. You think it's every guy that can be like desmond? Girlfriend, Nigerian guys don't know how to deal with rape. When their girlfriend gets raped, they either dump her, ignore her or condemn her. They'd ask questions like what were you wearing? what kind of crowd have you been mingling with? what were you doing there in the first place? rather than condemn the immoral act being carried out. You are lucky, you know. Desmond is doing what every man out there should do. You might think you're okay but you are hurting deep inside but you are lucky because you have desmond to help you get through this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a little girl rushes inside to give the girls some news , shewa and isi hurried after her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**30 Minutes later (Shewa's house)**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa: Y&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ou are heartless! How many people did you take with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isi: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Emeka, dede, jayjay, jude, and bayo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Bayo? Bayo No wonder! You know bayo is a beast now and you had to bring him along. I know you were fighting for me but look at the way they messed him up. I think it'll take 6 months for him to recover. You arranged for him to get beat up by 5 area boys ahhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isi: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;save me the story. What's your stress? He got what he asked for. Do you think you were the only one he raped? We've heard stories of girls he abused before and after you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;So you told the boys what happened to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isi:&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; No. I lied to them and you know Emeka is very protective of me. If I had told them what happened to you, they would have killed him. Don't you think? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;What about the condition he is in? The boy is really messed up right now. Didn't you see his face? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isi: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;If I didn't know you so well, I would accuse you of something else. Shewa, we live in a country where no one cares. This is 9ja for goodness sake. Bad stuffs happen everyday but justice is not carried out. You think rape is right? Do you know what it does to your mind? soul? body? You feel used. You feel worthless. You have problems in the future...you become scared every time a male comes around you. At times, you become violent. At times you get angry and you take it out on the wrong ones. What chinedu did was immoral and he needed to be punish to  learn his lesson but no one would do it. If we throw him in jail, he'd get bailed and walk the streets like a saint. He got what he deserved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isi: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;You are lucky you're not pregnant. We went to the doctor and they told you everything was fine with you. No STDs nothing. What if you'd gotten pregnant? We went to the doctors day before yesterday to get the other test results right? What if they said you had gonorrhea or God forbid HIV +? Would you be here feeling sorry for him? If we were outside Nigeria, I would let the law handle it but the law can't handle anything here. You are lucky to have desmond and I will keep saying it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Enough of that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isi: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Enough of what? Shewa, you are lucky. &lt;/span&gt;(in tears) &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Why do you think I'm like this? Angry! Mean! Unforgiving!  Everyone views me as a trouble maker and I can be violent...No one stood by me when I got raped. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa:&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Oh My God&lt;/span&gt; (in tears)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Isi: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;It was a long time ago. It happened before we became friends. I was raped at the age of 15. I went to fetch water around 7 pm and I was on my way home when some guys jumped out of nowhere and carried me into the bush. I thank God they didn't kill me. I didn't have a choice in picking whom I wanted to lose my virginity to. They deprived me of my pride... I cried for many nights. I couldn't tell anyone... you know how it is with Nigerian parents and the issue of sex. When my dad knew about my pregnancy, he kicked me out. All my pleas, explanations fell on deaf ears. I slept under an abandoned house for many months.. I suffered a lot . I lost the baby though... i had a miscarriage. Later on, I knew who the rapists were but I could not do anything.. I've been angry since then.. I Just hate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa: (hugs isi) &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It's okay. Say no more. We'll get through this together. I'll be here for you and I'll help you get past your pain and mine. Let's just put all these behind us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Both weeps silently}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Chinedu didn't know who hurt him and they couldn't do anything about it. He couldn't say it was revenge because he had too many victims. If they were to revenge, he'd be gone. You see this RAPE thing.. it happens to other people; you say "poor her" "how sad." When it happens to you, it's everything. If you know of a rapist, tell on him/her. Let's stop the violence against females. April was SAAM - Sexual Assault Awareness Month. That's why I started this story. Although it is 100% fiction coming from me, it's real. Your best friend could be going through what we're talking about here. Get the word out there. LET's FIGHT THE BATTLE TOGETHER. Women's assault has got to stop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hope you all enjoyed the story. Let's hear your thought. What do you think of the characters?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-8974113546892625536?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/8974113546892625536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=8974113546892625536' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8974113546892625536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8974113546892625536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-friend-4.html' title='Just a Friend 4!'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-4038838392750745557</id><published>2008-04-25T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T06:14:49.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Friend 3!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Desmond: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hello isi, how are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; (facing shewa) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Tell me what? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shewa: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Uhmm uhmm, I was uhmm I ...it's chinedu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Desmond: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so it's true? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Isi: (shocked) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You know what happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Desmond: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Yes and I am disappointed in you shewa. How could you have let such a thing happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shewa: (in tears) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm sorry, I meant to tell you but i didn't know how to and I ... I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Desmond: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sorry? You think sorry is going to fix the hole you put in my heart? If chinedu didn't tell me, would you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Isi: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;egbele o. I have never seen or heard such a thing in my life. God must punish that chinedu. He had the audacity to tell you and come o, you didn't do anything about it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Desmond: (takes a seat) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I just don't understand. what else do you want from me? What have you asked that I have not given? I know isi knows everything about you, there's no point hiding here. You told me you wanted to abstain and I did not object. When you changed your mind, you ought to have talked to me instead of running off to chinedu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shewa:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; I did not run to him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Desmond: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So you're saying he came unto you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shewa: (burst in tears) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;He raped me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Desmond: (jumps off his seat) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;He did what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Isi: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;He raped her and her life's been miserable. She's been meaning to tell you but she didn't know how to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; (sniffs). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Did he tell you all this? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Desmond: (still in shock) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Chinedu raped you? You mean he put his hands on you against your will? Get up, let's go. Please grab her bags Isi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;*&gt;&lt;*&gt;      30 minutes later      &lt;*&gt;&lt;*&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Doctor:We've got one good news, You are not pregnant. We ran a series of test and you are to come back in three days to view results. Have no fear, all will be well. Please see the nurse outside, she has your prescriptions. We need you to take those pills to help you relax and sleep well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shewa: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm not pregnant? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Doctor: No you are not.  I have also prescribed some pills that will help regulate your menstrual cycle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shewa: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Thanks doctor, I will be back in 3 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. (heads out)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Isi: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;How far?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shewa: (smiles a little) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I have to come back in three days to see the other test results. I'm not pregnant though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Isi: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Thank you Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shewa: (walks up to desmond)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I never meant to hurt you, I am so sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; (in tears)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Desmond: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It's okay baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(hugs her tightly). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Let's go home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;They headed to desmond's house. Chinedu saw desmond before he actually went home to isi and shewa. He told him that shewa wanted him to be more than a friend and that she came unto him. He then urged desmond to watch and caution his so called girlfriend. That was why desmond reacted the way he did earlier on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Isi: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I cannot come tomorrow but I will try to go to the clinic with you. Just calm down and take care of yourself. Desmond loves you and he will help you get through this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shewa: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;thanks for everything. Maybe I should have told him earlier. I was just so scared he might do something illegal. I'm glad I have you two to lean on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Isi: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Stay beautiful. Ciao &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(An Hour Later)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Isi: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;No o, I was just trying to board okada and the guy just grabbed my butt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; (lying)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Emeka: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;What did you do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Isi: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I couldn't do anything. I just told the okada driver to take me away from the scene. I know the guy that did it though and he's well known for taking advantage of females. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bayo: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Abi boy no ya were ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; (Is the guy insane?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;We must deal with him. Na today, no be tomorrow. Do you know his address?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Isi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; I can take you to his place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Emeka:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Bayo, call Dede and Jay Jay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bayo: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;No yawa.  Wetin be the guy name sef?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Isi: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Chinedu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-4038838392750745557?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/4038838392750745557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=4038838392750745557' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/4038838392750745557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/4038838392750745557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-friend-3.html' title='Just a Friend 3!'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-8289901936052903714</id><published>2008-04-16T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T10:11:02.766-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Boo's Bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I remember how it started &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and I shared a little bit of it &lt;a href="http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/02/4-magic-word.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/02/4-magic-word-ii.html"&gt;there&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It feels just like yesterday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When I first knew you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you were quiet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When we first talked, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you were arrogant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When we started dating, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you were the sweetest bad boy in school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Over the years, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you've wiped away my fears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Over the years, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you've grown to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;a loving, caring, dedicated, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;independent, and responsible man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today, God has added another year to your years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Even though we are miles apart, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We're joined by heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;For my soul rejoices with you on this very day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Words are not enough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;to express my gratitude to God for sparing your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;life up until this moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On this day, i want to thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;for teaching me how to love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;With all my heart, I say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/span&gt; to the one who holds the key to my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-8289901936052903714?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/8289901936052903714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=8289901936052903714' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8289901936052903714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8289901936052903714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/04/boos-bday.html' title='Boo&apos;s Bday'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-2427347320892125927</id><published>2008-04-09T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T16:23:35.063-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olamild Entertainments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SAAM'/><title type='text'>Just a Friend 2 !</title><content type='html'>(Shewa struggled with him and he did the same. He didn't let go of her. He made sure her mouth was covered; he picked the remote and quickly turn up the volume. Shewa bit him on neck, chest, everywhere she could grab with her teeth. He didn't feel a thing. He ripped off her blouse and...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa: (finally catching a breath, tries to yell but could only whisper): &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Please let me go.&lt;/span&gt; (attempts to yell and yells gradually) &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Let me go. Let go of me. Leave me alone. let me go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desmond: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Let you go where? Wake up wake up. Are you okay?&lt;/span&gt; (pulling shewa to himself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yes I am okay&lt;/span&gt; (fakes a smile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desmond: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No you're not. What's the matter baby? Talk to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I just had a nightmare. I was uhmm uhmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desmond: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A nightmare? Who was holding unto you? Why were you shouting let me go? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Let me go? Go where?&lt;/span&gt; (looking confused)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desmond: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Whoever it is has let you go and you're here with me (plants one on her lips). Calm down, close your eyes and all will be well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa: (places her head on his chest) &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I know all's well with you.&lt;/span&gt; (looks up) &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lord please watch over me. Watch over us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{ 2 weeks later}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isi: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Oh Hell No! For where? Not in this land. You mean C did that to you. Let me get this straight again. You woke up screaming let me go before or after he raped you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa: (in tears) &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It was after. How was I supposed to tell desmond? He'd kill C. I don't want trouble. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isi: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;There's fire on the mountain. Fire will land on Chinedu's roof today. He will see trouble o. Come o, how did it happen sef? Was he drunk or what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You know I've known C since childhood. His parents and my parents are like family. Some of our family members think we're dating as a matter of fact. I never saw C more than a friend. He was just a good friend that helped me with chemistry. You see C asked me out a long time ago. I said No to him because I was not attracted to him. Besides he's sort of immature. He is the kind that will go about and tell others whatever you do to him. C will even tell people what he has not done to you and will make you stupid. Remember the time we went to dayo's bash. Can you recall how he was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isi: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;saying that he had yanshed ifeoma and we all know he was lying because Ifeoma just arrived from Port Harcourt on that very day. She had never set foot in lagos. He practically looked her in the face and was like you like that thing o...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Despite his wrong doing, he's like a friend. He's just a friend! He's never wronged me until....I went to his house that day because we were suppose to study together. We started talking like we used to...he teased me like he usually does and I was like oh no it's been a while. Desmond respects the fact that I have chosen abtinence for the past 3 months. He was like whatever. He started talking about one of his girlfriends and was seeking my advice on what to do with her. He become emotional after a while and i hugged him and assured him all will be well. He wanted me to hug him again and I told him I only hugged him to console him that he shouldn't get it twisted. He was like I know you want me and he got up and turned the music on as loud as ever... and was pulling me to come and dance with him. I said no and started packing my books. He kept on dragging me and I screamed but I couldn't even hear myself... I struggled with him. I kicked, I pinched, i bit but I couldn't save myself... he ripped my skirt off and....&lt;/span&gt; (burst in tears)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isi: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Crying will not resolve the matter my dear. Why didn't you say anything? Why didn't you tell anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I didn't know how to and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isi: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and now you're saying you're 2 weeks late. You've not had any sexual contact with desmond in the past 3 months and your period is 2 weeks late. God will punish that Chinedu wherever he is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa: (crying) &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What am I going to do? I can't tell desmond o, he will cause trouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isi: (jumps up) &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Yes, we must cause trouble. He will not get away with this. We have to get you tested to make sure you're not infected or pregnant. We will go to the clinic tomorrow but I have to deal with that idiot first. What nonsence! Come o, are you sure there's nothing between you two?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Shewa: How can you say a thing like that? You know I have been with desmond for 3 years now and I love him. I don't want to hurt or lose him. Please promise you will not tell him this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isi: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But what if you're pregnant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Please promise you will not tell desmond...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desmond: (walks in) &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tell me what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-2427347320892125927?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/2427347320892125927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=2427347320892125927' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/2427347320892125927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/2427347320892125927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-friend_09.html' title='Just a Friend 2 !'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-607256209585843977</id><published>2008-04-02T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T10:54:15.805-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SAAM'/><title type='text'>Just a Friend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:Magenta;"&gt;Shewa: &lt;i&gt;What more do you want from me? What else can I do? Is it a crime to say NO? You don't have to insult me just because of everything that happened. When I choose abstinence, it should not bother you. After all it's my life and you have no say in it. Leave me alone. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinedu: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Excuse me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa:&lt;span style="color:Magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; I said it's my life and you have no say in it. You have no control over me. You are not my husband. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinedu: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Oh really? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa: &lt;span style="color:Magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes really! I'm out of here.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Shewa attempts to leave and he grabs her car keys before she could get it. He stuffed it into his pocket.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa: &lt;span style="color:Magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What is the meaning of all this?  C, I do not have time for your tantrums. Give me my keys so I can leave. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinedu: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You are not going until I say you can. Every time we have an argument, you want to walk away. You never deal with the problem. Nothing gets resolved. You are going to seat down and we will talk about this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa: &lt;span style="color:Magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have nothing to say to you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinedu: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I have a whole lot to say to you. Please sit down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa: &lt;span style="color:Magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Give me my keys first.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (he hands her the keys and she takes a seat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinedu: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I don't like us quarreling. You know I love you and I care about you. I don't like what you said earlier on. What do you mean by me not having control over you? Are you trying to say I'm not man enough to handle you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa: &lt;span style="color:Magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Who said anything about you being less than a man? C I am not your wife. I am not your girlfriend either. I do not appreciate the way you address me. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinedu:&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; What's your problem? You want to act like you don't want me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa: (harshly)&lt;span style="color:Magenta;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;No I don't!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinedu: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Oh really? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa: &lt;span style="color:Magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;yes really!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinedu: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You don't want me? I didn't know that! I could recall you moaning my name the last time we did it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa: &lt;span style="color:Magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Did what? I am out of here!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinedu: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Don't walk away from this! You know you want it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa:&lt;span style="color:Magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Get your hands off me nowww&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinedu: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;and if I don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shewa: &lt;span style="color:Magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; C leave me alone or I'll screa...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(he covers her mouth before she could complete the sentence).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                                       To be continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-607256209585843977?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/607256209585843977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=607256209585843977' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/607256209585843977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/607256209585843977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-friend.html' title='Just a Friend!'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-1092451475424990348</id><published>2008-03-31T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T13:40:26.727-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>I just Wonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They met and became friends&lt;br /&gt;She fell for him&lt;br /&gt;and wanted more than friendship.&lt;br /&gt;She became close to him&lt;br /&gt;talked with him&lt;br /&gt;spent a lot of time with him.&lt;br /&gt;He liked her personality&lt;br /&gt;and didn't mind being friends with a beautiful angel like her.&lt;br /&gt;She invited him over&lt;br /&gt;and showed him around the house&lt;br /&gt;After a while, they sat&lt;br /&gt;together on the couch&lt;br /&gt;staring at nothing.&lt;br /&gt;She looked at him&lt;br /&gt;He looked at her&lt;br /&gt;She moved close and kissed him&lt;br /&gt;He couldn't resist so he responded&lt;br /&gt;Slowly and gently, they had each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They saw each other more often&lt;br /&gt;She became one he couldn't do without&lt;br /&gt;He realized he had fallen for her.&lt;br /&gt;He told all his friends about her.&lt;br /&gt;One day, he picked a ring for her&lt;br /&gt;After all they had known each other for a while&lt;br /&gt;After all they were in love and they cared for each other&lt;br /&gt;why not spend all their lives together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He intended to surprise her&lt;br /&gt;by asking for her hand in marriage.&lt;br /&gt;On getting to her house&lt;br /&gt;he saw her coming out of the house&lt;br /&gt;hand in hand with another man&lt;br /&gt;an older man to be precise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She denied knowing him&lt;br /&gt;and said he could have been the real estate agent&lt;br /&gt;he was shocked and hurt.&lt;br /&gt;He hurried away.&lt;br /&gt;He couldn't eat or sleep&lt;br /&gt;his life was completely shut&lt;br /&gt;His world was falling apart&lt;br /&gt;His best friend couldn't even console him&lt;br /&gt;He sat at his work desk &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;and cried &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;like a baby craving mama's milk&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;She shut him out completely&lt;br /&gt;She didn't call or return his calls&lt;br /&gt;He wondered if he was just a fling&lt;br /&gt;He wondered if he wasn't good enough&lt;br /&gt;But he realized he was wrong&lt;br /&gt;He was everything she wanted in a man&lt;br /&gt;but she was already married to an older man.&lt;br /&gt;She was married before she met and fell for him.&lt;br /&gt;She never told him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot help but wonder. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Do men still cry over women?&lt;/span&gt; With everything I see around me, I cannot help but ask if a love like this exists... I mean the kind that shatters a whole man's world when he sees his love is slipping away... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DO real men cry over women they love? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-1092451475424990348?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/1092451475424990348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=1092451475424990348' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/1092451475424990348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/1092451475424990348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-just-wonder.html' title='I just Wonder'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-263161665641751572</id><published>2008-03-27T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T06:45:00.755-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>J-E-S-U-S!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A Muslim man in &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1206624825_2"&gt;Egypt&lt;/span&gt; killed his wife because she&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; was reading the Bible and then buried her with their&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; infant baby and an 8-year old daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; The girls were buried alive! He then reported to the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; police that an uncle killed the kids. 15 days later,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; another family member died. When they went to bury&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; him,they found the 2 little girls under the sand -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; ALIVE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The country is outraged over the incident, and the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; man will be executed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; The older girl was asked how she had survived and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; she says:- "A man wearing shiny white clothes, with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; bleeding wounds in his hands, came every day to feed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; us. He woke up my mom so she could nurse my sister,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; she said. She was interviewed on Egyptian national&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; TV, by availed Muslim woman news anchor. She said on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; public TV, "This was none other than Jesus, because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; nobody else does thing s like  this!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Muslims believe Isa (Jesus) would do this, but the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; wounds mean He really was crucified, and it's clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; also that He is alive! But, it's also clear that the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; child could not make up a story like this, and there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; is no way these children could have survived without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; a true miracle.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;With  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1206624825_3" &gt;Egypt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; at the center of the media and education in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; the Middle East , you can be sure this story will spread.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Christ is still turning the world upside down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Please let this story be shared. The Lord says, "I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; will bless the person who puts his trust in me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;What do you think of this? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-263161665641751572?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/263161665641751572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=263161665641751572' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/263161665641751572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/263161665641751572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/03/j-e-s-u-s.html' title='J-E-S-U-S!'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-8534878265243493450</id><published>2008-03-21T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T09:54:15.514-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Celebrate his resurrection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.history.com/minisites/easter/images/easter_400x300_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.history.com/minisites/easter/images/easter_400x300_image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You laid aside your majesty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You gave up everything for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You suffered in the hands of those you have created&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You took away my guilt and shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When you died and rose again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today you reign in heaven and on earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I exalt you lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really want to worship you my lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You've won my heart and now I'm yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Forever and ever more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will love you lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Because you are the one who died for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You gave your life to set me free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I lift my voice to you in adoration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is just how I feel right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-8534878265243493450?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/8534878265243493450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=8534878265243493450' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8534878265243493450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8534878265243493450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/03/celebrate-his-resurrection.html' title='Celebrate his resurrection'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-116359195661093764</id><published>2008-03-12T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T14:01:58.182-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olamild Entertainments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>No One</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I whisper words about you endlessly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mostly to myself because you make me believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;No one&lt;/span&gt; could ever love me like you could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There wouldn't be a day I'd be alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And never would there be a time I didn't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cause &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;no one&lt;/span&gt; could ever love me like you could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You have been the one who fulfills my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll never let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you stay with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I promise you would know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of all the times I've reached out for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, can't you see how I adore you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I couldn't spend my life without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Please believe me I will never doubt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You've been the one to answer all my prayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anytime I need you I know that you'll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cause &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;no one&lt;/span&gt; could ever love me like you could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm hoping that you'll hear these prayers of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm hoping that we'll be together for all times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cause &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;no one&lt;/span&gt; could ever love me like you could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh I would do anything for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to share that place in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Please let me be the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It would mean everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There'll be &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;no one&lt;/span&gt; to keep us apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lyrics to No One by Cece Winans. I really love the lyrics because it just reminds me that when no one's there, God is near. He's just close enough to answer our prayers. You know how it is with people (loved ones)... when you make mistakes, some forsake you. God is not like that... he's just someone who has no restrictions. You can call on him anytime.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No one&lt;/span&gt; can &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;love you or me as much as he does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;P.S: &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was at the studio a couple of weeks ago and I recorded No One (alicia keys) in yoruba. My crew and I were just playing around but it turned out nice. I'll share it as soon as I can.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-116359195661093764?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/116359195661093764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=116359195661093764' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/116359195661093764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/116359195661093764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/03/no-one.html' title='No One'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-8666880414282787563</id><published>2008-03-05T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T12:54:38.811-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olamild Entertainments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WASS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Letter 2 Rwanda</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You glanced at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and I noticed .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I saw you.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our eyes met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and I blushed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I usually look and look away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but in you case,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I looked, I accessed and I smiled because I caught your smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was charming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The smile's so bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It could light up one's night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You walked past me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and my jaw dropped in awe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You're a replica of beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your walk, your style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dazed me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Deep inside of you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I saw a meek person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You're good looking and quiet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh what a lovely combination!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Way past the darkness and excitement, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I saw you in your shades. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You walked away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to mingle with friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I walked up you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;with a huge smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;held your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and moved to the beat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You smiled and danced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You took my hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;made me spin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so I could see the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You held me and made me move your way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I took your hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;made you spin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so you could see my beauty radiate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I held you from the back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and made you move my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You blushed with a smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;as we danced the night away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2008 Olamild Entertainments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wrote this poem on monday at 3:45pm. My &lt;a href="http://lovita.bravejournal.com/entry/24872"&gt;weekend &lt;/a&gt;was fun-filled and someone in particular sparked my interest.... Could it be love at first sight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-8666880414282787563?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/8666880414282787563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=8666880414282787563' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8666880414282787563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8666880414282787563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/03/letter-2-rwanda.html' title='Letter 2 Rwanda'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-8643008249241403671</id><published>2008-03-04T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T09:22:58.718-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><title type='text'>Hmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Have you ever been pushed to an extent where people want to make you hate what you love doing the most?&lt;/span&gt; I mean something you're very passionate about, something that defines you.....something that makes you complete. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If yes, what do you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-8643008249241403671?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/8643008249241403671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=8643008249241403671' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8643008249241403671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8643008249241403671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/03/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-3089768042000115857</id><published>2008-03-01T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T07:02:20.041-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>chaii</title><content type='html'>The world must be coming to an end lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Why was my mom dancing Yahooze&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-3089768042000115857?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/3089768042000115857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=3089768042000115857' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3089768042000115857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/3089768042000115857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/03/chaii.html' title='chaii'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-7247066362854114249</id><published>2008-02-24T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T15:35:54.789-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Think Like a Donkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;One day a farmer's donkey fell down into a well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do. Finally, he decided the animal was old, and the well needed to be covered up anyway; it just wasn't worth it to retrieve the donkey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;He invited all his neighbours to come over and help him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;They all grabbed a shovel and began to shovel dirt into the well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;At first, the donkey realized what was happening and cried horribly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Then, to everyone's amazement he quieted down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally looked down the well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;He was astonished at what he saw. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;With each shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something amazing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;He would shake it off and take a step up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;As the farmer's neighbours continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;he would shake it off and take a step up. Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well and happily trotted off!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The trick to getting out of the well is to shake it off and take a step up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Each of our troubles is a steppingstone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;We can get out of the deepest wells just by not stopping,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;never giving up!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;We can overcome problems by thinking &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;like a donkey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; = Shake it off and take a step up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-7247066362854114249?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/7247066362854114249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=7247066362854114249' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/7247066362854114249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/7247066362854114249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/02/think-like-donkey.html' title='Think Like a Donkey'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-8700237372736758865</id><published>2008-02-21T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T07:52:39.186-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Heaven and Hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A holy man was having a conversation with the Lord one day and said, 'Lord, I would like to know what&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;color:blue;"   &gt;Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;color:red;"   &gt;Hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;are like.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The Lord led the holy man to two doors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans   MS';font-size:18;color:red;"   &gt;He opened one of the doors and the holy man looked in. In the middle of the room was a large round table. In the middle of the table was a large pot of stew, which smelled delicious and made the holy man's mouth water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people sitting around the table were thin and sickly. They appeared to be famished. They were holding spoons with very long handles that were strapped to their arms and each found it possible to reach into the pot of stew and take a spoonful. But because the handle was longer than their arms, they could not get the spoons back into their mouths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holy man shuddered at the sight of their misery and suffering. The Lord said, 'You have seen Hell.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans  MS';font-size:18;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;color:blue;"   &gt;They went to the next room and opened the door. It was exactly the same as the first one. There was the large round table with the large pot of stew which made the holy man's mouth water. The people were equipped with the same long-handled spoons, but here the people were well nourished and plump, laughing and talking. The holy man said, 'I don't understand.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;color:blue;"   &gt;It is simple,' said the Lord.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'It requires but one skill. You see, they have learned to feed each other. The greedy think  only of themselves.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:18;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's your say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-8700237372736758865?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/8700237372736758865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=8700237372736758865' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8700237372736758865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/8700237372736758865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/02/heaven-and-hell.html' title='Heaven and Hell'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-1905393432162938122</id><published>2008-02-18T10:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T10:23:23.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If Our Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;`J&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ust felt like sharing one of the many poems I received from my best friend/boo/whatever you call it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;If our love were a rose,&lt;br /&gt;satin petals thick with dew,&lt;br /&gt;I'd awaken you each morning&lt;br /&gt;and make tender love to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;If our love were a falcon&lt;br /&gt;with wings spread wide in flight,&lt;br /&gt;I'd soar with you beneath the stars&lt;br /&gt;and welcome you in each night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lovita.bravejournal.com/entry/24468"&gt;Read on &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-1905393432162938122?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/1905393432162938122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/1905393432162938122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/02/if-our-love_18.html' title='If Our Love'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183978100832365893.post-5334475691452073246</id><published>2008-02-14T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T04:26:54.595-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>4 Magic Word II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seconds grew into minutes, minutes into hours, hours into days, days into weeks, weeks into months, and months into year. ohhh I felt the 4 magic word at last. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The 4 Magic Word = &lt;strong&gt;L-O-V-E.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When knocked down, you'd think you might never get up for fear of being knocked again. In my case, I fell and didn't bother to get up because I fell in love. Truly, it's just 4 letters but it carries so much meaning; it feels like words... sentences...paragraphs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway, you were not pleased that I was spending too much time with my boys. I couldn't understand why you were upset at the time. Being the stubborn person I was, I refused to hearken to your warnings... you said you wouldn't talk to me anymore and I was like whatever. I felt like if you ignored me, other friends are there to talk to. I didn't understand what it meant to have you but I knew I had fallen when you were right in front me. You didn't talk to me. I was not upset but I was hurt deep inside....why oh why?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MISSION ACCOMPLISHED!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Is this what falling in love means? You don't see the person and your entire day is distabilized. You see the person frowning and you're worried to death about what could be wrong with the person. You see the one and you blush and hide in the bathroom. He calls you the same thing everyone calls you ,yet it sounds so special coming from him. I was really into you but it was obvious - you loved me more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J.S.S 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We kept our moments a secret. Even if other students okayed it, our teachers must not see us together. I told you I didn't want my friends to know about us (they'd tease and it can be annoying) and you were okay with that. You'd sit behind me in class kick me gently. You'd seat on the other end of the class with your head on the desk. You never listened to what the teacher had to say; you were captivated by my beauty. You never brought a pen to class, you were always borrowing mine so we seized that as a medium of communication. I'd write you cute little love notes (teeny winy), fold it neatly and squeeze it into the pen cover. I gently insert the pen into its cover and throw it . Sometimes you'd come get the pen. You walk back to your seat with a huge smile on your face.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had good times. We had wonderful memories. I didn't know what love was until you came along. You were the true definition of love. We couldn't hide our secret for long...all because of you. Everyone knew me as the class captain that couldn't stand you. You and your friends were the big boys in the class and others girls felt dating one of you would be a priviledge.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Two of your friends knew me as your gurl and 1 of my girl friend knew about us. Everyone else knew nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Our secret came out when.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SS 1- (10th grade)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was the end of the semester. We usually have a week [&lt;em&gt;a full week after exams when students just come to school and socialize. Attendance was not mandated during this period&lt;/em&gt;] of fun. S.S 3 (12th grade) students threw class parties everyday during this week. Other students could do the same but everyone was excited about going to the senior party. All my friends/our classmates went to the party from Mon - Wed. You didn't come to school and I was worried. I sat alone. Friends urged me to come to the party but I declined until thursday. I went to the seniors party and the seniors were actually excited to have their Chapel prefect there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;They were out to get me. In no time, I mingled and ehmmm they played the common game back then "Devil's Basket." For those that don't know, it's similar to spin the bottle. Devil's basket = (&lt;em&gt;Passing round a small bowl/small basket with papers while the music is playing. If the music stops while the basket is in your end, you pick one of the lil wrapped up notes, read it out and do whatever it says. Failure to do so results in payment of some token perhaps, your lunch money&lt;/em&gt;). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When the music stopped, I was like oh no they didn't. Anyway I got up and picked a paper. I smiled after reading the contents. I was told to mention 5 song titles by Craig David. I was like shhh that's as easy as ABC. I was so excited, i went blank. I was able to come up with 4 song titles. The MC urged any guy from my class to help me out. One of my boys (nickname: ID) had my back. I thought I was done but they said I had to thank him for his help by dancing with him. They played some slow music and I yelled "Oh heavens NO." Out of curiosity, they asked me what genre of music i wanted and I told them makossa/soukous would do. There you have it,I've been a fan of the congolese/cote d'ivoire/cameroon for ages. My pal and I danced and headed back to our seats... it was a fun day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On friday which was the last day of school. The day when we go on break (a month or so). I was contemplating on going to the senior party again since you didn't show up. My only girl friend came to me to tell me you were at school. I told her it couldn't be because you'd never come to school without saying hello to me. You usually stopped by my class to check on me before heading to your class. We were in SS 1 and yall know that they split yall up depending on your concenration. As a SS student, you either belonged to the science class, commercial class, or arts class. I was an art student. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway my friend said you were mad at me because I danced with ID. Why would you be mad at me for dancing with someone? It wasn't like I was all up on him or anything. My girl friend was like " &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;so you went to the party yesterday cause i was not in school. I was told you participated in devil's basket. They asked you to list 5 song titles and you did. You also said you'd like to dance. They played makossa for you and you objected. You asked for one slow song by celien dion. They said you held ID like he was your man and you two were grooving seriously...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I didn't even let her finish because I could not contain myself. I was dying with laughter. Heheheheh so that's what they told him and he's upset... Whatever happened to trust? My friend didn't even let me go on. she had more to say. " he said since you've decided to do as you please, you might as well move on with ID."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;Ewooo o you shocked me by saying that. I was so mad at you for not even checking with me before concluding. Was that why you showed up on friday when you missed school from mon - thursday. I was disappointed that you had little trust for me. I was hurt that you'd just ask to move on for such a silly thing. I was ready to give you a piece of my mind. As I walked up the stairs to your class, I could hear you going off on ID. Everyone was like what? what? why should you get mad cause i danced with ID? Are u her father or what? Come o, e be like say something dey between two of una..Within a few minutes, the news spread amongst school that we were official. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;I could not bear the little noses being poked at me every corner. I went back to class to cool off. When everyone calmed down a little, I was set to come upstairs and give u a piece of my mind. I walked up the stairs and my girlfriend, and ID followed me. I looked back to apologise to ID for the embarassment you put him through. I looked back up (&lt;em&gt;to go up the stairs&lt;/em&gt;) and you were standing in front of me. I was so upset that I decided not to talk. I didn;t even bother to look into your face. I asked you to step aside so I could go up the stairs. You didn't move. Instead you called my name... I melted deep inside but managed to frown as I looked up at you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;You didn't let me say anything. You apologised for everything and assured me that we were okay. HMMmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;FAST FORWARD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;We were about to begin our last semester when I came to America. You were the last one I saw on the day I departed. You tried to fight the tears but I could see it in your eyes. You held my hands and you were not willing to let go. I on the other hand could not even hug you because I knew I'd never be able to pull away from your embrace.&lt;/span&gt; I was going to re-unite with my parents (&lt;em&gt;whom i had not seen in 5 years&lt;/em&gt;) and I didn't know when I was coming back home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Those hours on the flight went by with me lost in thoughts....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;FAST FAST FORWARD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Communication was great &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;distance became a barrier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I look back at how we started&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and I cannot help but give thanks to God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;for teaching me the meaning of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;by blessing me with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's been 6 years since we saw each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we're still close.. it's like we're next to each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are two kinds of Love. The first kind of love burns just like the sun shines in the day and then it dies at night. The second kind is like the moon that's there all the time. The sun doesn't let it shine at day but it shines to shed light in your darkest night. This kind of Love that burns through day, night, storms, and never fades is the kind I have for you, will you be mine?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You called this blue note Burning Love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I thank my papa in heaven that our love is still burning. ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;On this Valentine's day, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;I want to thank you for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;helping me feel what I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;call the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;4 Magic Word - LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I thank you and I miss your presence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s209.photobucket.com/albums/bb157/loveeta/?action=view&amp;amp;current=4246.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb157/loveeta/4246.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9183978100832365893-5334475691452073246?l=olamild.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/feeds/5334475691452073246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9183978100832365893&amp;postID=5334475691452073246' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/5334475691452073246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183978100832365893/posts/default/5334475691452073246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olamild.blogspot.com/2008/02/4-magic-word-ii.html' title='4 Magic Word II'/><author><name>Olamild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15408417396722620857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PvUotaRqpZo/S9Gons8X9MI/AAAAAAAAFUA/Q6SkFMFBkQ8/S220/OlamildEntlogo2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry></feed>
