Article written by Charly Boy…


Yesoooo! I no reach? The whole country is currently
agog with political rallies everywhere. Most
Politicians/magicians are out with their jack knives,
long spoons, guns and God knows what. As I lament
over our obnoxious predicament, the phone rings, my
uncle Chief Ogbuagu Uzukwu Nsofor summoning me to
his house. Una no go believe weytin we yarn! He called
me to ask me to join politics and campaign for a
political position. Haba! Me? Like how, for where ?
Who die? Kai!Tufiakwa was my immediate response.


Why will I want to join the bandwagon of thieves and
criminals with no pedigree or honour? But he went on to
extoll all the good virtues that he believed that I had which
he said was badly needed in the political arena of today. He
said I was transparent, honest and dedicated to service so he
was sure that I wouldn’t get into politics to steal from the
people. Of course I had a good laugh, but as soon as I got
back to my hotel room, it left me thinking deeply.
If the few men with integrity, honour and virtue avoid
getting into politics because the arena is clogged with
thieves and criminals who have no value for the honour in
their words or their pledge to the people then how will
Nigeria ever get better!! Biko tell me. Because the
scammers, riffraffs, 419ers and those who are drunk on
ripping off our treasury can never let go without drawing
blood. God, are you sleeping sef? Why do the vile and evil
amongst us get away with m****r?
That night I got no sleep, I kept tossing and pondering and
the answers I kept getting was why not, if not? Dem get
two heads? Why shouldn’t I delve into politics and create
this change I have so badly advocated for since I became
Charlyboy.
After all, if change must come, the agents of change must
be at the fore front of the struggle. It is not enough to be an
armchair critic. If people like Fashola can make Lagos
work irrespective of how diverse Lagos is and the known
and unknown challenges he faces in the hands of the
shylocks, then I Charles Oputa can do the same? Or can’t I?
If it is about gragra, I have some measure of street in me to
play, if it’s about qualifications, I’m more than qualified
based on the constitution of the country and of course you
know my pedigree is unquestionable so why can’t I vie for
a political position?
See me see matter, my thoughts began to run wild
strategizing my plans, what party is credible enough for me
to campaign under, what position do I want to serve in?
How do I build a reputable team to work with? My mind
was racing, my heart beating faster and faster, because in
this game, it’s do or die. I don’t mind the dying but can I
deal with the doing? Odiofele?
All this strategizing is draining me mentally and
emotionally. How can this change be actualized? All this
thoughts are making me think about my father. I’m missing
him badly and I wonder, if Justice Chukwudifu Oputa was
still alive, can he ever delve into politic as one of those
change agents we need to steer this nation forward? I can
categorically tell you that the answer will be, HELL NO!
Knowing him, I know he would not want to mess with
meddling into the murky waters that flows in our politics of
today. But me, Charlyboy, am I not rugged enough to deal
with some of these mother f..king assholes? After all a few
Governors and ministers have experienced the soar taste of
Charlyboy when they crossed the line, nonsense! I send
dem?
Don’t get me wrong, not everyone in politics is corrupt,
there are a few insignificant minority who are honourably
serving the people they pledged to serve on the platform
they have chosen, however their efforts get swallowed up
by all the corrupt majority.
My recent trip to Abia state was as a result of my
conviction of one of these few good people who have made
money through hard-work and now wants to serve his
people in Abia state by aspiring to become the governor of
the state. I’m talking of Dr. Alex Otti, former group
manager and CEO of Diamond bank. For the first time
ever, I saw myself standing behind someone I had faith in,
someone who in my heart I believe could make a difference
if given the opportunity, but he appears too much of a
gentleman. And my question is, can he deal with some
funny characters and charlatans already in the system?
An ethical line has been crossed by our yahoo yahoo
leaders. Governments can’t act freely without lying and
democracy can’t function in this neck of the woods, sorry,
we are not that sophisticated in our thoughts or mindset.
Our trust in politicians has been damaged, over the years.
Poverty and fear has weakened our resolve to build a better
environment for our children. We no longer care about how
we’re governed. Politicians and corruption continues
unchecked. They are all interested in winning this election
by hook or by crook, what happens after May 2015, what
kind of Nigeria and Nigerians will they lead? For sure the
violence after May 2015 will make Boko Haram look like
child’s play, because boys are angry, and for those whose
duties are to protect lives and properties of the common
man have failed because they couldn’t careless, must know
that even their protection with all the brigade of security
operatives can never be guaranteed, they will be like sitting
ducks, when the shit hits the fan.
About my ambition in running for a political position? I
believe I have always been involved in the politics of
change. Showing young Nigerians that values like, hard
work, honesty, focus, consistency, and believe in self are
not outdated. They are the same qualities that have brought
me this far. I thank God that I have directly or indirectly
affected the lives of millions and will continue to do so, so
why me and yeye yahoo yahoo area boys go dey go
struggle anything. My tenacity, is positively affecting
millions of Nigerian youths, can we say that much for most
of our leaders? God punish Satan. Nonsense!

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Chelsea stay top of the Barclays Premier League courtesy of a Diego Costa winning goal Jose Mourinho had the last laugh in a pulsating affair at Anfield. Femi takes us through the talking points from the match.


Chelsea are in pole position for the title- The Blues are certainly giving the other title rivals a run for their money. Jose Mourinho’s men sit top of the league with 29 points and still yet to lose a game this season. Not surprisingly, other competitors misdemeanor could see Chelsea secure the League title very early next year.


Balotelli still struggling- The Italian is on a goal scoring drought in the League and doesn’t seem to be ending that horrendous feat any time
soon. His performance was below par and a rock solid Chelsea defense was too difficult to cope with. Questions may soon be raised on his future at the club.


Philippe Coutinho needs more game time- His performance was simply outstanding. Take the 22-year old out of the context and Liverpool are a man short of incredible creativity. Brendan Rodgers must now integrate the Brazilian into the starting lineup and in his preferred role to bring the best out of him.


Chelsea can go unbeaten- Though Jose Mourinho is in his typical mind games antics on the Blues’s quest for immortality this season,
however, tactically, Mourinho has built his players so difficult to beat Defensively as aforementioned, they have been rock solid. The pairing of Matic and Fabregas at the Midfield base has also given them a strong balance.


Liverpool may drop out of top four- Unfortunately, Brendan Rodgers needs a miracle to replicate last season’s title challenge. Infact, they need a savior in the guise of Luis Suarez to secure champions league spot come May 24th. Chelsea’s triumph at Anfield exposed
a lot about the team. Defensively they are susceptible to pressure and in the final third, they lack a genuine goal scorer


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A People’s Democratic Party (PDP) governorship
aspirant for Delta State, Ngozi Olejeme, has said
that her interest in running for the state’s 2015
governorship race is “backed by God’’.
Olejeme, who said this while speaking with
newsmen on Saturday in Abuja, said her mandate
was to ensure better living standards for the
people of the state.
She spoke after submitting her nomination and
expression of interest forms to contest the Delta
governorship election in 2015.
Olejeme, who is the immediate past Director-
General of the Nigeria Social Insurance Trust
Fund (NSITF), resigned her position recently to
contest the election.
“This mission is God’s mission; I didn’t opt to
become governor; God mandated me that He
wants me to go and do that great job He used me
to do in NSITF.
“If God gave me a moribund organisation (NSITF)
and within a space of two years, God turned
around the organisation to the envy of all, then
God will do wonders in Delta through me,’’ she
said.
She said that her strength had always been God
and would enable her to positively transform the
state.
Olejeme, the only female among the 20 aspirants
in the governorship race, stressed that she did
not join the race for material gains, but: ” to do
the will of God’’.
“I would, however, agree that the governorship
position had been zoned to Delta North and in
that zone, I am the aspirant to beat,’’ she said.
She stated that she was not intimidated by the
array of male aspirants in the race, adding that
she had what it would take to emerge as Delta’s
next governor in 2015
“The men are intimidated by me; in fact they are
so jittery and afraid, but I always tell them that
they are my brothers and at the end of the day,
they will support me.
“But as it stands today in Delta, I am the number
one aspirant; the one people will compete to
beat.”
Another PDP Delta governorship aspirant,
Chukuwma Oyibode, who also claimed to have
been inspired by divine intervention, promised to
renew the state’s infrastructure if elected.
“It is a divine mandate from heaven; I am a
candidate from heaven.
“I did not come into the race because somebody
called me or because I want to be popular. I came
under the ordinaries of heaven; I believe that I
have enough inside me to give to Delta,’’ he said.
He promised to address the issue of bureaucratic
bottle necks in the state’s civil service.
“There will be no delay of files in any office and
there will be no abandoned project in my
administration,’’ he said.
Oyibode promised to renew the state’s
infrastructure and create an environment
conducive for foreign investors to thrive.
The aspirant added that if elected, his
administration would also create cottage
industries across the 25 local government areas in
the state.
This, he said, was to create income for rural
settlers and reduce congestion in the urban
centres.
Oyibode also promised to provide free technical
education for the people, adding that when the
people were technically equipped,
industrialisation would be encouraged.
“From the technical knowledge they acquire, we
will encourage them my giving them loans to
establish small and medium scale industries,’’ he
said.
According to him, this will reduce poverty and
unemployment in the state.

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As I stepped out of the plane at the Nnamdi Azikiwe International airport in Abuja, I turned to see that a hunky Mulatto guy behind me had his eyes glued to my bum in a chiffon mini skirt. I mischievously twerked it and he gasped audibly. I glared at him disapprovingly and pulled my sun shades on. As my feet touched the tarmac, I felt a strange mixture of trepidation, anxiety and excitement. Today I would be meeting my biological mother again after 25 years. I walked towards the arrival lounge, I let the mild heat brush my face; yes this was my home.



My name is Cassandra Bisong and I am 32 years, this is the second time I’m coming to Nigeria. First time was when I was five years old and my parents were still happily married. My parents are both from Obubra in Cross River state. I am fair, petite but well proportioned in the way Calabar women are known to be. I chuckled to myself as I remembered how my Jamaican professor had described me when he was hitting on me back then in school. “Tiny waist fanning out in reckless abandon to juicy hips”.



I was born, and grew up in the quaint town of South Orange in New Jersey, 14 miles from Manhattan. After my high school, I went on to
Seton Hall University where I studied International relations and majored in diplomacy. After graduation I worked in the Embassy of the Federal Republic of Nigeria in Washington DC for 6 years.



Well! My dream had been to become an Ambassador but I ended up there as a Public Relations officer, after shuffling papers and dealing with wide eyed, desperate, somewhat cunning Nigerians or Naija, as they called themselves. I can say I’m very fascinated by
their confidence and notorious reputation. Enough to want to come to this very controversial but intriguing country to experience it firsthand. There is more to it anyway though, my father told me that my mother abandoned me and fled to Nigeria 25 years ago. This is puzzling because the Mum I remember is gentle, beautiful and loved me with her life. The story just didn’t fit and I had looked forward to hearing her out. Now I was actually going to do it.



At the arrival lounge I located my luggage and headed towards the exit. As I made to take a trolley for my luggage, a dark lanky youth with some sort of tribal marks lining his face appeared from nowhere and grabbed my hand. I felt like spiders were crawling down my back. Don’t get me wrong, I am not a snub or anything like that, but a stranger had never grabbed me like that before. Was he a sex offender?

“Fine Aunty, well done ooh, you want trolley? I
go help you carry your bag, na only 100 naira”



I snatched my hand back in confusion; why was he renting the trolley to me? Was he trying to con me? I had been warned of opportunists in Nigeria and really I have never been to an airport where trolleys were rented out. I took a deep breath to fight panic and looked at him
fiercely.

“Get your hands away from my luggage Mister!
Before I get security.”

He left my bag but still held the trolley. What? I turned around and saw a man in security uniform and beckoned to him. He took his time
before strolling lazily over, looking angry that I had called him.

“Na wetin dey happen here? Wat happen?” He
said

“This man sexually harassed me and wants to rent the trolley to me, isn’t it for free?”

The security man snorted

“Which kind free? Ol’ boy wetin dey happen here” he turned to the guy to get the gist

“See this ashewo ooh, common 100 naira, wey I tell am say na for the trolley, she begin dey speak grammar.”



I knew that ashewo meant prostitute and couldn’t believe the insult and drama that was unfolding in front of me. I simply snatched my bags and without another word started rolling them along clumsily as I walked out. The security man raised his voice so that I could hear and abused me further.

“See her legs like free trolley, upon all the money wey she carry come from America, common 100 naira she no fit give for trolley. She dey find oshofri.”

He hissed loud and long. I was stunned, Jezz!!! This was my country? Everyone was rushing, oblivious of the next person. As I walked towards the cabs lining the sidewalk, more hands grabbed my luggage

“Sweet sister, Aunty you dey find taxi?”
one cooed

Someone else pulled me from behind.

“No mind am, my car get AC, come this side.”



Tears stung my eyes. I looked around and discovered I was not the only one mobbed. Cab drivers grabbed at passengers all around, jostling. I suddenly felt a tap on my shoulder and turned. I was about to give the person a piece of my mind when I saw him. The same half caste guy that was checking me out while I was leaving the plane smiled at me. He told them that I was with him and they dispersed. He grabbed my bags and led me to a Toyota Camry 2009 model, parked some feet away. He put my bags in the boot and walked around to open the passenger’s door for me, I found my voice.


“Hey Mister! You don’t even know me.”

He laughed, his laughter was seductive and he looked me in the eye.

“Is this your first time in Nigeria?”

“Yeah except you count when I was five years.”

“From your accent, you are American.”

“No I am Nigerian–American, why are you helping me?”

He laughed. “I am just being nice Ma’am”

“Why?”

He laughed again and gestured towards the opened car.

“At least, take a load off your feet, sit down; I promise I’m not driving off to kill ya. Here!

Have the car keys but for Christ sakes just sit down. I promise I’m harmless.”

“I smiled and sat down, grateful to rest my tired legs.”

“So what’s your name fair lady.”

“My name is Cassandra and you?”

“I’m Muna, short for Munachi” He said

“Muna thanks for rescuing me back there but do you want something from me?”

“NO” he responded dramatically, slapping his forehead.

“You know people always want something” I said, pouting.

“In this case, trust me I want nothing, you looked ready to burst into tears back there.

Could never resist a damsel in distress.”

He walked over to the driver’s seat and sat.

“Okay I forgive you for staring so hard in the plane.”

We both laughed and relaxed and he touched my arm slightly

“Where are you headed? To a hotel? Was someone coming to pick you?

“I have reservations at Chelsea Hotel.”

“So Chelsea Hotel It is.”

He tugged at some sheets of paper that I was sitting on.

“Babe let me just get these document, they are my client’s receipts”

I apologized profusely and lifted my hips for him to ease the document from under me. He tilted towards me and in a bid to grab all the receipts, his palm got trapped under my bum. His touch was electric and I gasped as a delicious feeling washed over me.

“Mu… Muna, what…?”


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Once again, I had one of those relationships that
ended before it had begun. I know some girls that
wouldn’t be surprised. Shirley once said I need to
free myself from those types of females. I tried
running away from them, but now it seemed I’ve
only been moving on a treadmill. I had decided to
stay off girls, got tired of doing the same thing and
expecting a different result. I was on way home
when this lady approached me and after a small
chat she requested for my phone number. Within
the past few weeks, she wasn’t the only one to
take such a step. I think she was the third. The
difference this time was I also requested for hers.
As I walked away I assured her I would call her
later that day. That might not be a big deal to some
people, but it was to me. I was ‘affiliated’ with
many females, and my phone book was a
trash of digits. I scroll through, and I see names
like; Chioma (Akoka/she likes colour blue), Chioma
(fair & loves rock music), Chioma (Imo babe with
huge ass/Surulere)…even with the tags, I still found
it difficult matching the faces with names, so I
never call until I experienced an epiphany. The
only ladies I remembered were those on my call
list. I called her that evening and requested we
hang out the coming weekend.
I have an impatient attitude towards girls and
relationships. I tell me people, my life isn’t a soap
opera so don’t expect me to wait till next week to
say what’s on my mind, and I don’t expect the girl
to wait for the right moment to let me know what
was on hers. When I see a girl I find attractive I tell
her like it is, and if she wasn’t interested in me, I
move ahead before feelings got involved. After all,
I wasn’t asking her to marry me so making a
decision to date shouldn’t be that difficult or need
her to consult friends.
From the phone conversation we had I sensed she
was interested. I only hoped she didn’t begin to
build walls around her because I wasn’t ready to
raise a finger to make them tumble. I don’t
appreciate girls playing with red/green lights. We
met that Saturday, had fun, and on Sunday she
was in Stamford Bridge. Slow down…we didn’t
have s*x. We were in my bed gisting until I kissed
her. With no permission I kissed her and she
kissed back. Base one [check], Base two [check],
Base three…[hold on, I’m a Virgin].
I had nothing against virgins. My surprise was
because I had no idea she was one from the
discussion we’ve had so far. I know it wasn’t
written on the forehead, but I can’t possibly have
her half naked less than 24 hours after our first
date just to hear she was one. I retrospected
about the past discussions we’ve had to see if she
left signals…nope! She sensed I was distracted as
my actions became passive and asked if I had
anything against virgins. I had nothing against
virgins EXCEPT the egocentric attitude displayed
when they glorified their status. You know the
saying, when all you got was a hammer you see
every problem as a nail. Virgins were like that
(hammer). Their virginity was made the sun in
which their world evolved. I led her into my past
experiences with virgins. If I call them and act all
romantic they believe it was because I was yet to
have s*x with them. If I don’t call and act romantic
they claim my sudden change in behaviour was
because I wasn’t getting any. The most annoying
part was when they used s*x to motivate and say
shit like, “I can’t wait to make love to you. Just be
patient, one day you’ll enjoy
all of me”.
She laughed it off, claiming she was different. I
took that as a lie, we don’t laugh at lies. From that
moment on I thought the relationship would take
a different turn, more talk less action, but I was
wrong. She was comfortable with us doing
EVERYTHING except s*x. The kissing became
intense; the Mouth Action paid off cause the head I
gave was correct. I went a step further when I
fingered her and she enjoyed it. She was moaning
in ecstasy. I had fingered virgins before and getting
the tip of my finger inside her p*ssy was difficult.
Definitely impossible without her in pain but this
babe didn’t feel that. I began to stimulate my
finger as if it was a p*nis to f*ck her and it went in
and out with ease. I called it BRT lane. The only
time she complained was about the incompetence
of a finger and suggested I used two. Yea, two
fingers disappeared into this girl’s pussy and
appeared and she still claimed virgin. Days later we
went a step further. This time, the deal was only
the head of my dick could enter. According to her,
we weren’t having s*x. There was a round I was
more than certain my dick was fully inside her but
she still disregarded the notion of us having s*x.
She would say stuffs like, “I’m yet to have an
orgasm ‘cause we were yet to have s*x blah blah
blah and how tight she was”. I nodded as an
agreement to what she wanted me to believe. I got
tired of acting once and told her she wasn’t a virgin
and drama begun. I had never seen anyone in an
attempt to be convincing. She earned her [first]
Oscar performance when she said, “I’ll like us to go
for a virginity test. It seems that would be the only
way for you to believe I
am a virgin”. A typical Ade would have jumped to
have that experience but it wasn’t necessary. I
decided to play along with the conception of her
being a V. I would pretend not to have s*x with
her and she would pretend as well.
She called me after one of those days of…s*x? She
said she saw spots of blood on her panties. I was
amazed. Finally, this girl found a way of putting me
in the dark if she was a virgin or not. I was left to
believe I might have mistakenly applied pressure
on her hymen and it ruptured hours later. This
babe was good and I was glad the whole virginity
issue was settled. She called hours later that she
was still a virgin. That the blood was from her
clitoris [something like that]. That I might have
injured her while my fingers were fucking her. I
was like…damn! This babe had a free pass about
this whole virginity ish and did a Torres by wasting
the opportunity.
The day finally came, the day she told me to go all
the way. In my mind, I was like; this is it. The
moment of truth and blood. I knew what virgins
could do to a clean bed spread but I was bothered
because I was of the motion this girl wasn’t a V. My
first thrust nothing happened. She began to tell me
how painful it was. I wanted to laugh but held it
back, I also wanted an Oscar performance. Second,
third, fourth thrust…no blood. She looked
surprised. “Just go for it at once, put everything in.
Don’t worry about the pain I’m feeling.” If only she
knew my d*ck was close to feeling her ribs. I kept
on going while she
kept asking if blood was rushing out. I came first;
she pushed me away and ran to my bathroom. She
closed the door behind her and I could hear her
writhe, saying something like “pain…below…
abdomen…have…Panadol”.

I sensed this babe would continue with the act
even after hearing cut getting caught. And that was when the real drama begun.


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If you look at the size of a person compared to the size of
planet Earth, compared to our solar system, compared to
the entire universe, you can only come to one conclusion:
You are insignificant.
In the grand scheme of things, you don’t matter at all. Yet,
at the very same time, you need to exist in order for the
universe to exist in the state that it is existing — so in a
sense, you are indispensable.
This is the paradox that we’re all part of. We both matter
and don’t matter. We both can change the future, yet can’t
leave a deep enough mark for the universe to even notice.
You matter as much as you decide that you matter. As
human beings, we’d all like to believe that we are more
important than we know we are. It’s the only way that we
can deal with our innate insignificance.
Luckily, as you can only experience life from your own
perspective, you literally are your whole world. You matter
because you are an intelligent, unique being who
understands he or she exists.
That, in itself, is worth praising. Thankfully, most of us are
equipped with such large egos that we refuse to accept that
we don’t matter. If it were otherwise, then we would never
accomplish anything worthwhile.
Sooner or later, if the Big Bang Theory is spot-on, the
universe and time itself will come to an end. Knowing this,
it’s easy to understand one’s true insignificance.
No matter what you do, what you change, what you
believe, it will all be over someday. Of course, chances are
that the human race will have been long extinct by then, but
nevertheless, it’s a fascinating truth.
The only thing that lasts is destruction, which is most likely
why human beings are so keen on killing and destroying —
it’s the one thing that is eternal. Other than that, nothing
lasts forever. Nothing at all. However, whether this is good
news or bad news is really up for interpretation.
The bad news: Nothing lasts forever. The good news:
Nothing lasts forever.
How you interpret this paradox and how you use it to shape
the things you do is what makes you the person you are.
What you believe matters and doesn’t matter, what you find
of significance and what you find to be trivial, what you
dedicate. your life to defines the person you become.
It can be difficult to find a purpose in life — especially if
you already understand all that I mentioned above. How
can anybody find a purpose in life when, in the end,
existence itself will cease to exist? Well, that’s really up to
you to decide.
Because you are the ruler of your reality, you get to decide
what matters and what doesn’t. At the end of the day, or of
your life — because you only get to experience the universe
from your sole
perspective — what you decide matters is all that really
matters.
The only things in the universe that matter are the things
that matter to people and other living things with some
level of consciousness.
Nothing lasts forever, so your decisions won’t, either. This
should give you some solace; no matter how much you
screw up, your mistakes and any repercussions they incur
won’t last the test of time. Sure, people may still suffer as a
result, but even their suffering will inevitably come to an
end.
This is not to say that we should be careless or aim to hurt
other people — if what you believe matters actually
matters, then what others believe to matter must also
matter. Chances are that they believe their happiness and
general wellbeing are of significant importance.
Whether or not you choose to honor this code of conduct
that we, as a civilization, have outlined is up to you, but
keep in mind that because you are a part of society,
regardless of whether or not you
wish to be, you have no choice but to play by the rules or
deal with the consequences.
Nothing lasts forever. Just as reassuring as that fact is, it’s
also incredibly depressing. You, the people you love, your
home, your world — it’ll all be gone one day.
Everything you dedicated your life to, everything you did,
created, built and found to be of significant importance will
one day disappear.
Nothing in the universe, including the universe, lasts
forever. If you’re smart, you’ll use the little time that you
have to make the most of it. If you want your life to matter
then you have to decide that it does; no one else will ever
decide that for you.
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Regardless if it’s clinical status or not, dealing with chronic
fatigue makes you exhausted. And you’re fully aware of
how that sounds.
Between fighting to keep your eyes open at 3 pm or
snoozing the alarm clock every morning, the struggle to
stay awake is real.
Your mortal enemy is the overly-chipper girl who bounces
into work at 8 am, having already worked out, bounce-
walked her stupid dog and freshly prepared an entire maple
syrup french toast breakfast for herself and her boyfriend.
What is this bitch on and where can we get some?
Forget about bedside reading, just opening a book puts you
to sleep. You always answer, “ How are you?” with an all-
too honest, “I’m really tired.”
People say the Disney character you resemble most is
Sleeping Beauty. And your spirit animal is the koala, which
sleeps 20-22 hours a day.
You better not be yawning right now. Here are the 30
things that only chronically tired people understand.
1. You’ve never seen the end of a movie
Staying awake for the entire duration of a movie is harder
than finishing writing this article. You’ve got all the
components of a makeshift bedroom: the lights are off, the
seats recline, the theater is in absolute silence and there are
snack crumbs all over you. Seriously, how are you not
supposed to pass out?
2. There is a permanent dent in your bed
From lying in it so often, duh. And it’s not even a Tempur
Pedic.
3. Sometimes you’re so tired, you don’t have the energy
to
speak at dinner
You just let your eyes do the talking. Too bad they’re
closed.
4. You fall asleep on the couch because you’re too
lethargic to
walk to your bedroom
This happens when you’re sober way too often. And then
you wake up at a ridiculous hour not knowing how you got
there and are still too tired to do anything about it.
5. You’ve woken up with keyboard imprints on your
face
You consider falling asleep while working on your
computer one of your biggest talents. That blue light might
mess up some other people’s REM cycles, but not yours.
6. The only shots you take on weekends are of Dayquil
You have no problem falling alseep; it’s the stay- awake-
through-brunch part that becomes complicated. Dayquil is
your version of life
support.
7. You’ve come close to passing out in the shower
Every second you spend not being horizontal feels like a
workout. Sometimes, you just stand there letting the water
wash your body because you’ve completely zoned out.
8. You go into hibernation from November to March
Remember when you used to go to the gym after work?
(Wait, no you don’t…) When it turns dark at 6 pm, all bets
are off.
9. You’d rather stay in on Friday night than go out
Blacking out takes on a whole new meaning.
10. You don’t drink wine
It makes you way too drowsy. And if there’s any chance of
you watching the season premiere of “Scandal” at its new
10 pm timeslot, you’re going to have to pass on sharing a
glass with Olivia
Pope.
11. The only thing you can rely on in your life is hitting
the snooze button
Your alarm clock is a daily reminder that Satan does exist
in the form of an electronic tune. The only thing worse than
hearing that chime at 6:30 am is hearing it as someone
else’s ringtone during the day. It haunts you.
12. Feeling like you have chronic mono
You have all the symptoms: getting out of bed is difficult,
you’re constantly drained of energy and the thought of
existing in a wakeful state for more than six hours makes
you feverish. Except no one
is getting skinnier.
13. Quick shuteyes turn into day-long naps
Your weekend is basically one long nap, too. Naps are kind
of like french fries — there’s never a time you don’t want
them.
14. Waking up tired after a full nine hours
You frequently can be overheard complaining about not
having slept in ages. Despite snoozing for the better part of
your existence, you could still nap whenever.
15. You get jealous of your cat
How come Mittens gets to lie in the apartment all day,
licking himself into a slumber? Life isn’t fair. Waaah.
16. Converting oxygen to carbon dioxide exhausts you
Sleeping and respiring are your primary forms of exercise.
Your body is still working while you’re dreaming, right?
17. Your REM cycle is more important than your
paycheck
cycle
You can get by without much money; you can’t get by
without much sleep. And you look forward to a decent
night’s rest way more than you look forward to every other
Friday, when you’re reminded of how poor you are.
18. Your version of popping bottles is guzzling 5-Hour
Energy
As if you could stay up late enough to pop anything else
besides caffeine pills? Your 5-Hour Energy is more like an
hour of feeling like you can do anything and then crashing
hard during the remaining four. Good luck studying for
finals!
19. You always opt to take a cab
Even if it’s merely a block away, you’re just way too
exhausted to walk there. #TiredRichPeopleProblems.
20. You have exactly two best friends: pillow and
blanket
They’ve seen you naked. They let you cry into their
sleeves. They are always there for a good cuddle sesh.
They’re around during your most intimate moments. And
they never fail to deliver exactly what you want — a good
night’s rest.
21. Your bags have bags
The amount of baggage that you’re carrying around is
greater than Amanda Bynes on vacation with her daddy
issues.
22. You can sleep through anything
In fact, you HAVE, including: your flight, your 10 am
class, your sister’s graduation, your workday and the time
the smoke alarm went off. That last one still burns.
23. Finishing your fourth cup of coffee and not
understanding
why you’re still tired
“Honestly, I don’t get this at all. WTF! Isn’t caffeine
supposed to make you more awake? All this consumption is
making me tired. Eff this, I’m going to bed.”
24. Your favorite time of year is the nap you take after
Thanksgiving
You’re a fan of tripping off tryptophan.
25. You’re tired by 3 pm
…But then again, who isn’t over the age of 25?
26. You can rationalize anything to stay in bed
“I’m not trying to risk catching Ebola, I should stay home
and rest.” “I don’t need to be at work for another 10
minutes. I can definitely sleep for 7 more.” “It’s too cold
out to put on clothes.” (…Uh, all the more reason you
should?)
27. You force yourself to wake up only to get back into
bed
Aww, you were really trying to hit the gym early? Who are
you kidding? Get back in there!
28. You refuse to schedule anything before 11 am
There is zero chance you would be there on time, and on
the off chance that you did show up, you’d be a cranky,
miserable curmudgeon.
29. You get anxiety when you stay out late on weeknight
WHEN WILL I MAKE UP FOR THESE LOST FOUR
HOURS OF SLEEP?!
30. Even your dreams are tired of you
Zzzz. Zzzz.

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What is holding people back from the life that they truly want to live?

I’d say that one very common and destructive thing is that they think too much.

They overthink every little problem until it becomes bigger and scarier and it actually is. Overthink positive things until they don’t look so positive anymore.

Or overanalyze and deconstruct things and so the happiness that comes from just enjoying something in the moment disappears.

Now, thinking things through can be a great thing of course. But being an overthinker can result in becoming someone who stands still in life. In becoming someone who self- sabotages the good things that happen in life.

I know. I used to overthink things a lot and it held me back in ways that weren’t fun at all.

But in the past 8 years or so I have learned how to make this issue so small that it very rarely pops up anymore. And if it does then I know what to do then to overcome it.

In this article I would like to share 9 habits that have helped me in a big, big way to become a simpler and smarter thinker and to live a happier and less fearful life.



1. Put things into a wider perspective.

It is very easy to fall into the trap of overthinking minor things in life.
So when you are thinking and thinking about something ask yourself:
Will this matter in 5 years? Or even in 5 weeks? I have found that widening the perspective by using this simple question can snap me quickly out of overthinking and help me to let that situation go and focus my time and energy on something that actually does matter to me.



2. Set short time-limits for decisions.

If you do not have a time-limit for when you must make a decision and take action then you can just keep turning your thoughts around and around and view them from all angles in your mind for a very long time.
So learn to become better at making decisions and to spring into action by setting deadlines in your daily life. No matter if it is a small or bigger decision.

Here’s what have worked for me.

• For small decisions like if should go and do the dishes, respond to an email or work out I usually give myself 30 seconds or less to make a decision.

• For somewhat larger decisions that would have taken me days or weeks to think through in the past I use a deadline for 30 minutes or for the end of the workday.



3. Become a person of action.

When you know how to get started with taking action consistently each day then you’ll procrastinate less by overthinking. Setting deadlines is one thing that have helped me to become much more of person of action. Taking small steps forward and only focusing on getting one small step done at a time is another habit that have worked really well. It works so well because you do not feel overwhelmed and so you do not want flee into procrastination. And even though you may be afraid, taking just a step is such a small thing that you do not get paralyzed in fear.




4. Realize that you cannot control everything.

Trying to think things through 50 times can be a way to try to control everything. To cover every eventuality so you do not risk making a mistake, fail or looking like a fool. But those things are a part of living a life where you truly stretch your comfort zone. Everyone who you may admire and have lived a life that inspires you has failed. They have made mistakes. But in most cases they have also seen these things as valuable feedback to learn from. Those things that may look negative have taught them a lot and have been invaluable to help them to grow. So stop trying to control everything. Trying to do so simply doesn’t work because no one can see all possible scenarios in advance. This is of course easier said than done. So do it in small steps if you like.



5. Say stop in situation where you know you cannot think straight.

Sometimes when I am hungry or when I am lying in bed and are about to go to sleep negative thoughts start buzzing around in my mind. In the past they could do quite a bit of damage. Nowadays I have become good at catching them quickly and to say to myself: No, no, we are not going to think about this now. I know that when I am hungry or sleepy then my mind sometimes tend to be vulnerable to not thinking clearly and to negativity. So I follow up my “no, no…” phrase and I say to myself that I will think this situation or issue through when I know that my mind will work much better. For example, after I have eaten something or in the morning after I have gotten my hours of sleep.
It took a bit of practice to get this to work but I have gotten pretty good at postponing thinking in this way. And I know from experience that when I revisit a situation with some level-headed thinking then in 80% of the cases the issue is very small to nonexistent. And if there is a real issue then my mind is prepared to deal with it in much better and more constructive way.



6. Do not get lost in vague fears.

Another trap that I have fallen into many times that have spurred on overthinking is that I have gotten lost in vague fears about a situation in my life. And so my mind running wild has created disaster scenarios about what could happen if I do something. So I have learned to ask myself: honestly, what is the worst that could happen? And when I have figured out what the worst that could happen actually is then I can also spend a little time to think about what I can do if that often pretty unlikely thing happens. I have found that the worst that could realistically happen is usually something that is not as scary as what my mind running wild with vague fear could produce. Finding clarity in this way usually only takes a few minutes of time and bit of energy and it can save you a lot of time and suffering.



7. Work out.

This might sound a bit odd. But in my experience working out-especially with lifting weights – can help me to let go of inner tensions and worries. It most often makes me feel more decisive and when I was more of an overthinker then it was often my go-to method of changing the headspace I was in to a more constructive one.



8. Spend more of your time in the present moment.

By being in the present moment in your everyday life rather than in the past or a possible future in your mind you can replace more and more of the time you usually spend on overthinking things with just being here right now instead.

Three ways that I often use to reconnect with the present moment are:

• Slow down. Slow down how you do whatever you are doing right now. Move slower, talk slower or ride your bicycle more slowly for example. By doing so you become more aware of how you use your body and what is happening all around you right now.

•Tell yourself: Now I am… I often tell myself this: Now I am X. And X could be brushing my teeth. Taking a walk in the woods. Or doing the dishes. This simple reminder helps my mind to stop wandering and brings my focus back to what is happening in this moment.

•Disrupt and reconnect. If you feel you are getting lost in overthinking then disrupt that thought by – in your mind – shouting this to yourself : STOP! Then reconnect with the present moment by taking just 1-2 minutes to focus fully on what is going on around you. Take it all in with all your senses. Feel it, hear it, smell it, see it and sense it on your skin.



9. Spend more of your time with people who do not overthink things.

Your social environment plays a big part. And not just the people and groups close to you in real life. But also what you read, listen to and watch. The blogs, books, forums, movies, podcasts and music in your life. So think about if there are any sources in your life – close by or further away – that encourages and tends create more overthinking in your mind. And think about what people or sources that has the opposite effect on you. Find ways to spend more of your time and attention with the people and sources that have a positive effect on your thinking and less on the influences that tends to strengthen your overthinking habit.


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Falling in love with a hair color is a magical feeling. When you see the shade you have to try, it can be like finding a whole new identity to wear for a while. But sometimes the end-result doesn't turn out the way you planned, looking choppy, muddy, brassy, or just plain unnatural. Here, the top reasons your new 'do didn't do what you wanted it to—and how to avoid having that ever happen again.



Your Hair is Several Colors to Start

If you're a hair dye addict, listen up: If your strands have a bunch of colors layered on top of its natural shade—or your natural roots are grown out—your dye job may end up looking choppy. This is because the dye turns out darker on certain parts of your hair and lighter on others. "You would need to use a color that would get you to the desired outcome
for each different section," says Jennifer J. (her professional moniker), Wella Professionals Color Ambassador. For best
results, see a professional and give them as much info as possible about your hair's past color lives.



You Didn't Lighten Enough Beforehand

Candy-colored hair is super-fun—just ask Kelly Osborne, Demi Lovatto, and Jemima Kirke. But if you don't have a super-light base layer, your pastel hue may turn out muddy. "If you think about a piece of paper that is light brown or orange and you put a bright color on top of it with a
watercolor, you would get something very muddy looking," says Jennifer. "Essentially, if your hair is too dark, the color won't turn out the way you want it to." To get the color you want, start by lightening your strands as much as possible by bleach or patient highlighting them before coloring.



You Only Used One Color

Brassiness is the ultimate no when it comes to coloring hair, but it turns out the undertones in your dye can actually be
giving your ends a greenish cast. Jennifer says that dyes often use ashy bases to prevent brassiness, but cool, ashy-toned
bases can translate to a muddy green on top of your natural color. "The solution would be to use one color on the roots,
process, and rinse it out—and then use a different semi- permanent color on the ends [in a matching color]," she says.



You Let It Process Too Long

You've waited patiently through the process of coloring your hair at home, only to find that the color is dull and totally flat. What gives? Jennifer says that you probably let the color process too long, taking all of the dimension out of your
strands. "To fix it, I would suggest a clarifying shampoo and washing your hair a few times with it to see if that will pull [the color] out a little bit," she says. If that doesn't work, you're going to have to have a pro fix it. Next time, check your hair every five to 10 minutes, just to be safe.




The Color You Chose Was Too Unnatural

In your head, the shade translated perfectly from the photo on the box to your hair—but in reality, that hue doesn't look as effortless on you as it does on the model. Disaster. Jennifer says this is because you're asking your features and
skin tone to work with a color you were never meant to naturally have. If you're going for the natural look (as in you want it to seem like it's possible you were born with your new hair color), she recommends staying within two or three shades of your natural color.





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