Everyone's got some quirks: 6 Unspectular ones!!!


I've been tagged by the beautiful dark skinned Darkelcee and the artsy Lighty. The Flesh Manuscripts will be back in transmission after these quirks...

And so I stumbled upon this notorious quote by Iris Chang, "Some quirks in human nature allow even the most unspeakable acts of evil to become banal within minutes, provided that they occur far enough away to pose no personal threat." Lol. To be banal is to become commonplace. Evil should never be commonplace. But then again, if any two finger-prints were created to be equal, the world would be a boring place, wouldn't it? It's the reason why I am resigned to the absolute fact that I too was born with certain quirks: twists and peculiarities.

I can be shy one minute and hyper the next. I remember that one time I had to do a personal reflection deep within to see if I had an alibi at those times I became hyper. Slowly I came to love "me." I came to delight in those times I stare right back at a stranger's eyes in total shock and disdain, and those times I jumped up and down the living room chasing after a friend to give them a tight squeeze of a hug. I relish and delight in the ways I can relate to the events of life. I can't be gloomy every second, and a smiley potato all the time. There is a time for everything under the sun...a time to laugh and a time to cry, a time to hurt and a time to heal, a time to mourn and a time to dance under the moon all night long, a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing, a time of war and yes I declare with all happiness, a time of peace.

I love to be close to windows or doors. Maybe there's something deeply sinister about that fact. It doesn't matter whether it's a closed door or an open window. Maybe I love to smell the fresh air, or maybe I love squares and rectangles more than circles and triangles. Maybe it's the freedom to know that I can open these boxes and run out and dance with the wind. Or maybe in another world before this one I was a carpenter. I really can't tell u...lol.

Me and the thing called "soul" are intertwined. Really there's no separation. The minute I came out of my mother's womb I identified with everything called "soul." Okay, that's stretching it a little bit...but yeah I love soul. The definition of soul has to do with anything emotional, with melodies decorated with improvisational additions, twirls, and auxiliary sounds. They said soul emanated out of the black experience in America. I wonder how I identify with them. Maybe it's because they tell a very strong emotional story by their songs. That's a quirk because some people think India Arie, Asa, Erykah Badu, and all those other soul-lish people are weird and cuckooooo!!!! Lol.

I make a movie out of mundane things. It could be that I stepped on some leaves on the way to the train station, and they made a ruffling sound under my shoes. But then in my head that becomes a dramatic event. The other day I saw birds in the sky, and they had a pack leader. They actually formed a V-shape and at the tail-end of the "V" was their pack leader showing them the way. I kept looking, and not once did any of the birds fall out of line. That day I think I wrote poetry. I was simply in awe of God. I heard mental conversations of the leader telling the rest of the birds to "focus." I believe that in the little mundane things we can learn some great lessons of life.

I hated eba and pounded yam when I was younger. Anything that was mounted as a circular heap and presented to me as a meal. I wouldn't even taste it. You would think any full-blooded naija child should adore those meals. And seeing as I'm the first-born, of course my siblings followed suit. To add insult to injury, eba is yellow and pounded yam white...adding those colors to the shape of the food was not the least bit attractive. It's amazing how pounded yam can qualify to be one of my best meals these days.

I have had some weird outbursts in this life. The one I remember so vividly was in JS3. See, my classmates thought I was this quiet, shy bird. They told me to write the names of noise-makers a whole lot back then. But there was this fateful evening...that I'll never forget. Our class supervisor (a prefect) made sure that the class was sooo quiet that the drop of a pin could be heard. Picking pin was the resulting punishment for a lack of obedience. All of a sudden this prefect's friends (see me see wahala) came to our class and started gisting and laughing. No one in the class said anything, we were supposed to be quiet, remember? All of a sudden Jaycee turned her head and said, "excuse me senior A, pls can you reduce your voice?" Lolll. My classmates were shocked. Not even the most notorious person had the audacity. Anyways, I was there serving punishments while the rest of my classmates were sleeping that night. Never again...if I could turn back the hands of time!

So it is with great joy that I tag: Kafo, Curvyice, Life of a stranger, Solomonsydelle, Simi Speaks, and UK Naija. Enjoy...

The rules were...
…1. …link the person who tagged you…
…2. …mention the rules in your blog…
…3. …tell about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours…
…4. …tag 6 following bloggers by linking them…
…5. …leave a comment on each of the tagged blogger’s blogs letting them know they’ve been tagged…

31 comments:

darkelcee said...

that last quirk is unbelievable! with your small frame? lollllll

Jinta said...

excuse me senior? you no fear?

love pounded yam too, my favorite

The Life of a Stranger called me said...

lol, bizare or what, but just this morning I was thinking and laughing at myself the quirky things about me. Wow is the blog world ready for this?1! Thanks babe for the info. I await patiently.

aworan said...

"I hated eba and pounded yam when I was younger."

Hunger no vex you, o!! Gosh, food was tight back then that we had the 0-0-1 system, mostly with just eba and watered down souped legede! Whenever I went to my cousin's for dinner, I was like an animal! Missus hates eba, though..

reading the Flesh manuscripts.. very interesting..

The Life of a Stranger called me said...

Is it like Ok to like to the tag like in June..lol.. Im sort of doing a countdown to DCO's birthday and after monday my travels begin in earnest..lol.. what do you say?

Simi Speaks said...

kai, u are going to force me to look deep deep inside! ohhhh Lord. help me(btw, i say that alot). there u go, done #1. lol.

is there a deadline?

curvyice said...

okay this is weird. i love windows and doors, i love soul, i hated eba and pounded yam when i was younger but now i eat it well. i dont know that i can be shy but i have my days too......neways i guess our quirkness, make us unique.

Jaycee said...

Darkelcee...yes o...just imagine back then, I was even tinier...lollll...

Jinta...I no fear o. Why shd they be making noise in my own class? But immediately I talked, my body started to shake. I remember the feeling very vividly!!! I trust that u like pounded yam...lol.

The Life...NO, u cannot do it in June. Just kidding...anytime sweerie...ur darling DCO comes first (that's how friends kick their friends aside because of men...it's all good...lollll).

Aworan...lolll @ "hunger no vex me." E no vex me reach o...I could always go across the street to buy chin-chin or meatpie...or some other pleasurable stuff! Lolll. So missus hates eba...so does she prepare it for u? Lol.

Simi...the deadline is today...lolll (just kidding).

Curvyice...yippee, we have some things in common. Woohooo...

Kafo said...

hmmmm okay
why did u have to tag mii
i am super lazy right now
but okay let mii see if i can try and top the EBA and IYAN HATER!!!!


lol

Lighty said...

see u ohhh! ummm u're lucky that senior did not twist ur little mouth. lol!
datz the spirit jo, nothing do u. i see myself doing the same.

i remember one time we had to run to class for afternoon prep, was in sss1 when the head boy caught up with us and told us to knee in the sun because we were late.
we knelt for like five minutes when i stood up from the rest and started walking away. fear even catch the head boy sef, i swear he was confused on wot to do that at first he didnt call me back. he only called me when the other students we're hailling me. lol.

he asked wot da hell i was doing walking away. i told him i was ill and just couldnt continue kneeling. he asked why i didnt tell him, i told him i didnt av extra strength to walk over to him. guess wot; he let me off.
that was ratheeeeeeerrrr madddd!!! even me sef hail myself. lol!
i think by then i was tired of the boy always picking on me, cute as he was. i swear b4 that day that boy beat me at every opportunity he heard. some say he was attracted to me, me i dont know wot kind of attraction that was ohh. but after that testing day of mine, he never picked on me. he only just smiled and nodd his head every time he saw me.
good Lord! this could be a post on its own. abeg no vex. just had to share.

eFJay said...

Awww bless ur soul, i loveeee soul too, lol! I love india arie and beautiful is one of my fave songs! Thnx for making me smile! lol!
I still dnt rly dig eba! love, love, loveeee poundo tho esp with egusi!!! Lookin 4ward to the rest of the flesh manuscripts

'ef babe'

Rinsola said...

i love sitting next to doors and windows also. So what happened last week friday? u went all shyingly quiet on us. Howz ur week coming?

azuka said...

You hated Eba? I don't think I did, although I did hate starch a little -- we never could 'cut' it without our mom around, and so never really enjoyed it when she was out. Desperation attempts included holding it down with one hand and pulling with the other, only to find that the holding hand had become stuck :-D.

You're a first-born? I've always suspected -- you're too confident to be the last ;-)

Jaycee said...

Kafo...cos I luv u that's why!!! Lol...common, don't be lazy...he he.

Lighty...I was laughing throughout the entire story. I've heard that some guys show their affection of love in really strange ways. Maybe your case was one of such examples. Lolll...u were BOLD o...I'm just imagining you with ur little self strolling away from the punishment ground...ha ha ha!!! He must have respected u then!!! As per the beatings, me I don't understand that kind of attraction/romance sha o...lolllll. (Pls I enjoyed that story...)

efjay...lolll @ not "digging" eba.......the thing is it can really get tiring (esp when u eat it every other day). Plus I went to boarding school and that was our lunch most of the time. Lolll. But we can never get tired of poundo, can we???? NAHHHHH!!!! We love poundooooo!!! I'm glad u smiled after reading this...that just made me smile too...lol (CHAIN REACTION!!!!).

Rinsi...if I tell u what happened to me, I promise u that u'll LAUGH!!!! Loll...

Azuka...bros, how na??? Starch and ogwo soup...my mum's favorite. Ahhh, I have a soft spot for it just because it is my main native food (yeah..."our" native food). I respect that yellow drawy stuff!!! My dad was terrorized by starch when he was little (it got stuck in his throat), so he's the only one that doesn't eat it in my house...no matter how much my mum begs! Lolll. That last statement u made is hilarious...so u've been suspecting?

Omosewa said...

Lmao@excuse me senior, u chop liver!

Okay maving movies in head is weirdness!

im a poundo fan, but i rarely get to eat it since cooking is not one of the things i enjoy doing.

i totally feel u on saving webbies. i've been called all sorts of names due to this addiction, lol...and there are many undercover addicts,lol

WeirdGurl said...

http://weirdbabe.blogspot.com/

The Life of a Stranger called me said...

lol.............. lol............. I still remembered you, thats why I came to tell you..lol....

Aijay said...

LOL!! the last bit was really funny. I bet u wondered where the hell the guts came from.

Honeywell said...

you hate eba??? i hated it when i was young, but boy oh boy, do i love it now!

I thought that was only me! (the thing about bewing shy one minute and crazy the next)... i am trying to battle that now...

Jaycee said...

Sewa...that day I'm pretty sure I chop liverrrrr...lollll. And a pretty big CHUNK too. U shd see my list of webbies...he he he. I'm so silly!

The Life...hmmm...yeah RIGHT!!!

Aijay...as in, I was shocked! Like a shocker!!! Woohoo...my head was spinning. Infact when I spoke, I turned around to see if it was me who was talking...lol

Honeywell...I think it's a natural thing with some people sha. I just try to overcome my shyness if there's a real need to...LOLLLL. It's all good...(and those times when my crazy self comes out, I'm REALLY crazy). How are u? Have a blessed weekend girlie...may u have unexpected blessings waiting for u where u least expect...*wink*

LG said...

i feel u on no.1
i do it all the time,my friends call it ogbanje, na true???

lol@...excuse me senior

Vera Ezimora said...

Did you just call eba/pounded yam a circular heap??? This babe, u no dey fear oo! Haba! LOL

disgodkidd said...

guess whos back!

Jaycee said...

LG...lolll...I haven't heard of that b4.

Vera...I no fear o. No be circular heap? Loll...

DisGodkidd...awwwww...missed ya a lirrule...how have u been?

uNWrItten* said...

lol..lol jaycee ur funny
i feel u on the eba sturvs tho..now i love pounded yam!! lol

naijalines said...

Can relate to the outburts thing. If I have to speak, I have to speak. But I do it less now... I suppose we learn as we grow older.

Unmodern said...

LOL that writing down names fo noise makers was an aspect of naija classrooms that I 4got about. When you mentioned it . it tooke me way back.

Thx for stopping by ...4 all about the rabbit see http://totallyunmodern.blogspot.com/2008/04/rampant-rabbit.html

Smaragd said...

isnt quirk no1 called mood swings? if it is, then i'm quirky lyk that too.

my feelings about eba havent changed much...lol

i create pictures in my head all the time from the things i see! isnt it amazing the things only viewde by us in our minds!

that said, pls can u remove this verification thingy!lol

Standtall said...

I can identify with the weird outburst try me. I make drama abt mundane things too. Or I just get to think deeply abt the greatest architect when I view beautiful things that are natural

Eba and bread were the only I could eat all day long when I was younger. How did that change? I wonder.

I am always hyper and I do wonder if I am losing my personality anytime I become shy or timid

Nice one Jaycee

Jaycee said...

Unwritten...I want some pounded yam now gannnn!!! He he...

Naijalines..."if I have to speak, I have to speak." Lolll. But that gets us in trouble most times judging from this post! Lol. I guess with maturity comes wisdom. Even the Word says, "Be swift to listen, but slow to respond." Hmm, now I'm realizing the sheer benefits!!! :)

Unmodern...thanks, I'll check out the rabbit thingy. Ehen, unmodern pls can you write down the names of noisemakers in blogsville??? Muhaha!!!

Smaragd...mood swings is the advanced version sha! But I get mood swings too (it's less now than before sha...I'm improving...I'm changing...woohoo). I guess I had to learn that the people you least expect to disappoint you will do just that once in a while. So my happiness is not dependent on anyone right now...no one but God. But sure, my moods used to change a lot cos of that!!! Lol. (shebi they said word verification was for "security purposes"...from unwanted roamers on the net...lolll...abeg nawwwww :)

Standtall...the most beautiful people find the most beautiful things in the MUNDANE...hehe (let's psyche ourselves a lirrule). Now tell me, how in the world did u survive on eba and bread??? There MUST surely have been something else u liked? Right??? Lol.

Standtall said...

I have been trying to reply since yesterday but my network will not allow me to do so.

No, I didn't survive on only eba and bread. No thanks to my late mother, she would force me to eat other food. My late dad would buy me peak milk all the time...it cost just N1.50k or there about back then

I wonder how i got over this eat eba and bread spirit sef.