Fall begins at nights!!

Hey! I'm still here,though its been over three weeks since I last wrote. But yes, I'm here; working hard on my being consistent. What's new these says is the fact that school has just resumed for a new term and I'm in the process of transitioning from holiday mode into hardwork studious dude...It's not coming easy, but I believe it's a slow process. It's going to be lots of clinical practice this semester- the road I have to travel on my way to being a PA that begins with Nursing school. My instructor says we might have to work night shifts at the hospital sometimes, 8 hrs straight on... *sigh*... I know I can do this. Only thing is I'd have to miss out on my fav Tv shows Royal pain, Scrubs and Grey's Anatomy...But then, I'd get to be in the spotlight acting in my own show. So maybe I could tape me at work so you all can watch; see how much of a hit Tv series it would become :-). Any sugseston for the title would be gladly welcome...chobi's night shifts for starts he he!. But until my instructor puts out a roster for hospital rotations, I still have a few weeks to enjoy. Which is why I have to go home right now to catch Grey's and Royal pain...Catchya later!

See through the eyes of God

I was thinking to myself the other day how someday when I'm 65 I would get to come back here on this web page to read my blogs... What a huge grin I'd have on my face reliving these precious memories of the past, sitting with my wife and kids and hopefully grand kids, cracking up at all the funny and not so funny messages on these pages. My prayer, however, is that God keep me alive to see that day, and also that Google and blogger.com do not become extinct on the internet:-). It's just so funny how with the gloomy news that pervades the media today and all of the horrid events that occur within our immediate environs and the world at large, one is prone to live in fear and often times loose confidence in reason for existence. Pondering through these a little deeper, I start to feel that this is all a well orchestrated scheme to cause people to live in fear and thwart their faith--faith in themselves; faith in the power given to us by God to make a turn around in our lives;in our world. And so, I make a resolve not to live in fear, for the world is not coming to an end (O no! Not just yet, Ask me how I know... I just know); I will pursue my dreams and chase after my goals with even more enthusiasm than the average. For I believe this is the time to embrace our God and exercise the power of faith, patience, resilience and the fortitude needed to maintain hope and create a beautiful change in our lives and our world. My wish, however, is that you-that we-strive not to see the world as it is projected to us, but that we see this world through the eyes of GOD who created it and still supersedes all powers that be. Don't loose hope just yet, 'cause you are invited to be here with me and my family the day I turn 65!

home time

So tonight is Royal Pains the show with the Doctor and his PA Divya... That's another favorite of mine. As I've been writing this from campus its about time to go home. Its 7:35 pm and my show starts @ 9. I have a 2o minute walk home to make from school, and I feel the urge to make my special fritas for dinner tonight together with a hot cup of tea. Sometime in the future I could write down the recipe for this so you can join me in enjoying this decent meal.... One other thing that made me glad in the month of July was the fact that I had a baby... not literally, but my poems are like my babies. I suffered writers block the entire month until a few days ago when I was inspired to pen a new poem.This I thought I might share. I still really don't have a title for this one, but through the eyes of God would suffice for now:

Silence, stillness stretches a long distance
Thoughtless, breathlessly lost in a trance
Fluctuating emotions, mood swings
A mighty wind blows, head pinned on a pillow
His throes are lifted high in billows

Virtual reality, Pseudo abilities
Man in a rat hole; running a rat race
Caught in mouse trap; doing a tap dance
Chasing illusions; reaches no conclusions
See through the eyes of God; seek the solutions

Make that climb; reach high
One step at a time; limbs in tandem
Slippery slopes; a loud cry for help
On a branch called hope, he hangs midway
Heart is thumping; faith is not stopping

Silence, Silence; searching for his ambience
Chasing for knowledge; reaching for wisdom
Journeying down the street; the bitter the sweet
To weary to be swift. yet stomping the feet
See through the eyes of God; victory over defeat.


Poetry is an art that I have come to love, inspired by God to express my passions and spread His word...at least most of the time...I might promise to put up some more poems on here, but only if you promise not to steal and abuse my copyrights...but then, who can I trust?... we'll see about that!For now, it's home time.

Look who's writng!

I keep fighting these thoughts in my head telling me I'm supposed to come up with some killer insights to write on this blog to make it exquisitely interesting...But another voice within reminds me to just keep it as simple as can be...And this I resolve to do... I don't do Tv much becasue I think its just a bunch of rubbish aired to inflitrate and control people's minds and cause them to act robotic. But then I have quite a few programs that I wouldn't miss; with their airtime in my head like wings at the back of a bird. Every week day at 3 pm one of my favorite shows SCRUBs airs on Mtv for an hour. The past few days I tune in to channel 55 at 3 on the dot to find Mtv showing something else. I wait for about 3o mins and still the same crap!...How very disappointing. But luckily today somehow I turn on the tv at about 2:15pm to find JD and Turk lurking at the corners of the hospital ward talking medical mumbo jumbo...How relieving! My scrubs came back! Ha! Someone from MTv should have called to let me know they were shifting the time an hour behind. Anyways, good thing I found out for myself...

I went a little farther in Mr Limbaugh's the way things ought to be: quite an insightful book; these right wing conservatives kinda make sense if you look at at it from an angle, only thing is this angle can't contain everyone, so there'd always be disparity in views. I should find out if I'm conservative or liberal when I finish reading the book...But then, do I really care??

I came up with with a thought of the day while brooding over lunch. I'll share it with you: "There isn't much disappontment when we learn to cut low our expectations; marking the distinction between our needs and wants can guarantee us more satisfaction. Yet, there should never be an excuse not to exercise the power of faith in any circumstance"... Being hard hit by the recession, cutting low on expenses, yet still being happy and healthy despite seeming difficult circimstances inspired this thought. Now you might want to share this around!

Sluggish day

Day 2: started out pretty much sluggish. Staying up late at night reading through Rush Limbaugh's book made me really tired in the morning. Good thing I didn't have to observe my daily ritual of 6 am at the gym today. This gym which has slowly started to become a pleasant 80 mins that begins my day - or so i suppose, even though I know some ealry birds at the gym that may oppose :-)... as much as I enjoy the work out, I enjoy my bed a little more. It used to be so much struggle and will power to put an end to my many pleasant dreams and keep awake...But these days are better... Summer's slowly inching away, coming to an end. The holiday, I would say, has been quite pleasant... My ever kind and cheerful landlord does her best to ensure I have a good time... Sometimes I think she mistakes me for her son... We went together to the supermarket today and did some shopping, and she would offer to pay for whatever it is I wanted...as tempting as it sounds...I say no I'm fine. It just didn't feel good making the old lady spoil me like a little lad... So we drive home and engage in a little conversation over a bottle of beer... drifting from topic to topic...not that I recall all that we talked about, but soon it was time to go to my room, make my lunch, and get with the business of the day...

The best is yet to come

So I successfully wrote one post...didn't seem so bad after all. I believe these posts are supposed to reflect my true persona in the realest sense; the rivers of thoughts and motives that flow within my mind to give life to my being. well, I will endeavour to depict clearly and truly these thoughts on these pages and stay original the best I can. But where do we begin? from childhood days in the bustling city of Lagos Nigeria? Or to my tormentous days of boarding house in the remote village of Ogbomosho in Nigeria...? Boy this one thing I can tell you for a fact: I have come a long way to get to where I am today. And If i ever I'm called upon to give a motivating speech to a group of underdogs or to mentor a child grown in adversity, my words would be: use the power of your imagination, believe in yourself, seek to surround yourself with persons of high values and motives and let the truth in your inner spirit be your guide... The imaginable is possible! The best is yet to come, for me and for you!

first time bloggers

Blogging for the first time...Heard the word 'blog' a thoudand times, read a few, now I get to write mine. How cool. I just hope I can be consistent with this. But I'll try. My blog title says 'travel with me': through my journeys of life; the joys, drama, emotions, academia, social, arts, family and all... At the moment I don't even have a car so I do most of my travelling on foot, so I hope I dont wear you out before this journey is over...but if we look on the bright side I'd be buying my Range Rover after grad school, then I can give you a cozy ride through the smooth or bumpy roads, while we observe and bask in the serenity and splendor of our immediate nature. listening to the sounds of soothing music from the stereo... But in the meantime we could atleast catch a taxi in a bid to make our journey a bit quicker..or better yet we could drive in your car, I'll pay for gas :-). My name is Uche obi or Uchenna Obi - actually to me they both are the same. My middle name is Samson. However, not a quarter of my friends know this fact. Ask me why, I couldn't say. I go to university in Jamaica, earning a bachelor's degree in Nursing, and I intend to go to PA grad school right afterwards( which is a few years from now).

Welcome to my world, let this journey begin... but remember to grab your flip flops and water bottles for our loooong looong walk.