welcome back

ok i know that i havent blogged in months but ill continue from now on i wasnt serious about blogging before but now im ready to start updating my blog as long as you guyz continue visiting it

i'll be back

I'LL BE BACK IN A WHILE BLOGGING IS NOT EASY

GUYS WITH HAIRY CHESTS

What is it with guyz and hairy chests????????There are some guys you'd see them and you won't be able to make out their skin because of the amount of hair .I don't know why we girls spend our time and money on waxing out every single hair on our body but guys won't even want to shave their chests but they'll be the one to complain if you've got hairy legs.I'm not asking every guy to shave off every single hair on their body its the chest one that bothers me,some guys don't have that much hair on their chest which is fine to me but others are tooooo damn hairy that its revolting

African China - Mr President

This is my favourite song at the moment,it should be Nigeria's national anthem,the dance in the video is known as 'suo' and i'm luving it.

TO GOD BE THE GLORY

Let me just divert from my moaning about this country for a second and share a testimony with you guyz about my near death experience on the Easter of 2005.Even thinking of it still gives me shivers and it acts as constant reminder of GOD'S kindness to me and my family.

The incident happened one night in our house in Nigeria when i just finished gisting with my brothers and was about to go to bed.My younger brother who then was 9yrs old wanted to come and sleep with me in my room cos he was scared of sleeping alone ,but i refused cos me myself was scared of sleeping alone in my own room cos i had a nightmare the day before about two women with a something that looked like a bowl and wearing nothing but wrappers tied to their chests, standing in the middle of my room and screaming at me.So i decided it was best we go and sleep in my older sister's room but when we got there i realised that us 3 sleeping on the bed would be uncomfortable since my brother was a rough sleeper(he kicks and hits when he's asleep)and it would be real foolish to put him on the same bed as my sister who was ill with malaria,instead i took him to my other brother's room.I was half asleep when my eldest sister came and asked me where i kept my sick sister's mp3 ,i ignored her cos my tired mind was still trying to understand the question,then she asked me if i kept it in her wardrobe and i said 'yes' though i left it at her bedside table(thinking about it i just realised that GOD made give the wrong answer)she went and opened the door cos the light in the room was switched off and she didn't want to disturb my other sister,then proceeded towards the wardrobe.Next thing i knew she tells us to quickly go out of the room in a panicky voice,i woke my other sister up then ran out of the room thinking it was a rat(they scare the shit out of me),i was at the sitting room telling my mum that we needed to get them pest extinguisher people that comes and sprays chemicals that drive away pestes like rat and cockroaches when my eldest sister ran into the room and screamed that IT WAS A SNAKE,honestly that day i run pass Marion Jones anyway GOD used our security men that day because it was only through a miracle that they found the snake. Imagine they later found the snake in one of the open suitcases in my eldest sister's room which is in the other side of the house,so the snake had to pass my room,my brothers rooms,the kitchen and the laundry room to get to her room.After killing the snake the men told us that it wasn't normal for a snake to be in an area where there are many human beings moving around and there is not a single bush or like a cluster of trees or overgrown grass and most of all enter someone's room that the snake was sent by someone.Later we found out that it was sent for my eldest sister and it was her first trip to Naija since getting her Master's degree,anyway we also later found out that it was sent to us by a member of my father's immediate family.

It was a near death experience for me because no-one knows how long the snake had been there for ,it could have bitten my sister was had been lying there all day then maybe me when i was sleeping,it was GOD that moved my sister when she came near the wardrobe because she said it looked like a rope and that she only moved out of instinct,we believe that when it fell it was probably diving at her.

I'm totally grateful to GOD for how we survived that night and i ask you guyz to share your own experiences if you have any

FINALLY.........................

Ok let me finally finish this story because me myself don tire from writing the same thing over and over again.

So Faith was too lazy to work,she just preferred enjoying other people's money and living like a big man's daughter.
I call her a P.I.M.P because she encourages innocent girls to sleep with men she will introduce to them for money while they give her commission.I remember once she told one of my kenyan housemates(she's kenyan but not black,she's arab)that she wanted to introduce her to one of her friends ,a General Manager at a top bank in Nigeria who is staying in Dubai for a couple of days and needed 'company'.The Kenyan girl innocently asked her what 'company' meant and she said that he needed someone like an 'escort' to show him round the city that she will take her to meet the man in his hotel room then find an excuse to leave so that they coul both get to know each other.The kenyan girl told her that she didn't like the idea of being left in a room alone with a stranger but Faith started yelling at her asking her if she was a small girl that did she want to always depend on her parents instead of fighting to be independent by trying to make her own money(Faith can be very controlling and the girl being only 19 and very quiet doesn't know how to deal with a crazy naija girl like Faith) and that yes the man might try to touch her but that she should know how to deal with the situation to try and prevent the man from going too far but at the same time try not to offend him because he had a lot of money to spend and that he could be very generous.I don't know what happened after that cos even though i asked the kenyan girl not to go,she didn't listen cos she was scared of dissapointing Faith and i never asked what happened

At New-year's eve,she invited me ,my roomate and one of my friends who is Russian and very loose to her New-Year party cos none of us went home to celebrate it with our families.She told the russian girl that she had a surprise for her when she picked us up that evening,we were all thinking that maybe it was a some kind of gift but she refused to let us in on the 'surprise' saying we should wait and see.Well the surprise turned out to be the ex-governor of i don't know if its Osun,Oyo or Ogun state but one of dem yoruba states,he's called Niyi Adebanjor or Adebayo i don't really know his surname but he's that guy that was accused of killing the famous Nigerian Lawyer Bola Ige.I was totally disgusted when she showed us the guy and she told the Russian girl that he was a gentle guy that loved attention from young girls especially white ones and that he is willing to do anything she wanted once she gave him what he wanted. I honestly felt ashamed of myself for knowing such a person.I noticed that me,my friends and four other girls(they all seemed to be around my age or maybe a lil bit older) sitting on a couch were the only females invited ,the rest were men old enough to be my father,i swear the youngest man in the room looked in his early forties.Obviously since their was a shortage of girls the men were being total perves it made me wanna puke,imagine having a 50-year old guy trying to feel your arse .After that day i stopped going to any of her parties.

The only time she has tried to get me involved in her shit was when i got a call from her in school ,she told me that one of her friends an Igbo man called Chimaroke Nnamani(he's the governor of Enugu state) was here on a house hunting trip and if i was interested in going with him to The Springs(its one of the most expensive places to live here) to check out a house he's interested in and that she told him all about me 'her igbo friend'.I was astonished that Chimaroke has the guts to buy an expensive house with the money meant for the people of my state,and even more shocked to know what would have happened if i went cos he is coincidentally one of my father's friend,only last year he was invited to the opening of one of my dad's factory in our village and i spoke to him on that occasion though i doubt he'd remember my face since i've met him only once.I told Faith all these then she apologised though she expressed dissapointment probably at the commission lost.

I bet girls in Nigerian Universities will be green with envy if they met Faith because of her connections with the Nigerian top society people but i honestly feel sorry for her cos the way she's going i'm she will get AIDS before the end of this year(imagine she slept with one of her clients a danish man that smells like piss in my dorm room)i sometimes wonder where she meets all these rich Naija men(the arab ones are not hard to find) but anyway i just pity her

THE CONTINUATION

A group of teenage prostitutes

Blessing a 21 year old prostitute

Agnes a 13 year old prostitute

I know that i haven't blogged in a while though i said i'll improve but i was having a rough week ,i went to the beach and was lying in the sun(you know like this yeye europeans that look for the slightest opportunity to get a 'tan') i was on a nice shady spot with my friends but unfortunately i fell asleep and no-one woke me up cos they all went for a swim i only had a short nap for maybe about 45 mins when i woke up with a burning pain like i had an open wound on my stomach.Well to cut a long story short i got sunburnt and i thought i was gonna get skin cancer,my doctor told me that it wasn't adviseable to lie in the sun when its about 40dgrees outside i now wear a huge hat and with long dresses to protect myself from the sun and i try as much as possible not to go out so .I knew black people get sunburnt but i was saying that how can me, a nigerian that is used to sunshine get sunburnt but hey shit happens.Anyway the above reason put me off blogging (abeg my skin important pass blog)

Ok i will continue the story where i stopped last time amid dozens of complaint

ehn another thing i noticed about the girl (she's called Faith)was the cycle she used to get money.She uses my bank account(she has a Nigerian passport and if you have a Nigerian passport ,you can't open a bank account in nearly all the banks here cos of the 419 thing and i don't have a Nigerian passport) as in her money is sent to my account and i withdraw it for her ,so i know when she has money and when she's broke.One thing that really shocks me is that one minute this girl will be so broke that she comes to my hostel for her meals(i obviously don't mind cos she's a friend) and the next minute she'll tell me that she's going to Abu Dhabi(its the capital of the UAE)for the weekend and that she doesn't need a ride(we both know lots of african guyz here and they are willing to drive us anywhere cos we are a tight circle and we normally do things for each other you know as kind of "african brotherhood' thing) by the time she comes back on a sunday she calls me and asks me to please help her withdraw some money that her "uncle" sent . Once she showed me a blank cheque (i never knew people gave other people blank cheques i just thought it only happened in films) and i told her to tell her "uncle" how much she needed then make him write the amount himself(call me primitive but the slightest thing can land people in jail here).Anyway i first thought she had an rich arabian "sugar daddy" but i noticed that the money in my account came from different banks,even some in countries like Bahrain and Oman so the first thing that obviously came to my was that she might be prostituting herself here in Dubai.Well soon she stopped using my account cos my father found out about it(all my bank statements are sent to my parents house not my hostel and my father always reviews them with me ,offering advice when needed and complaining when necessary so he was obviously pissed when he found out that i was using my account to help a stranger when i know this country's strict rules and how easily one can get arrested here), i knew it totally frustrated her cos sometimes she come to me with a sad face and say tht one of her 'relatives 'wanted to send her some money but she didn't know how she could collect it.I suggested Western Union but she declined claiming that her passport was with the school cos they were working on renewing her visa.Another thing i noticed about her was her utter laziness,imagine this girl keeps on saying that she's broke but she hires a maid to clean up her room(she rents a room in a massive 5 bedroom house complete with a pool and sauna),when i told her that the money she paid her maid would be enough to feed her for a month and that keeping her room clean wasn't such a hard task that it's not like she's a working mother with kids in a huge house ,she said that the maid was a 'necessity' because she never had enough time to clean up her room since she was always going out and that she didn't like coming back to a dirty room(when she dey talk her nonsense i just dey look am dey pity the poor man wey go marry am,the girl is no even fit wash her clothes,she pays the maid extra to wash and iron her clothes and the funny thing is that the house comes with a washing machine)so ignored her then sort other ways for her to save money(oh yeah i forgot to say that she is a walking advertisement,she wears deisgner from head to toe complete with Dior shades and handbags the size of a siutcase,if you see am you go think say her papa rich like Obasanjo,when she's talking to you she go just dey point you finger so that you will compliment her on her manicured nails and if you foolishly do ,she will bore you with a story on how she spent a fortune getting it done but how she thinks it worth it cos she always goes for the best).One of my naija friends helped Faith get a job where she worked as a tea-maker(i don't know what they call them but you know this people that make tea and serves biscuits to clients in big companies)but she flatly refused saying it was too 'degrading',this really annoyed my friend cos she tried really hard to get Faith a job cos she knew she was broke and instead of her refusing politely or saying she'll think about it she just threw it back at her face and also saying it was degrading as if her doing the job wasn't a human being.............................................

I've written too much and have tired myself out so i'll continue nxt time

WATCH OUT FOR PART 3

WHAT A NAIJA SISTER HERE GETS UP TO

A victim of prostitution


I'm so lazy i haven't been a blogsville member for even a month and i'm finding it hard to update,well i will try my best because keeping a blog no easy at all and instead of me spending quality time on my blog i prefer nosing around the sites of fellow naija bloggers ,i definitely have to change.





Back home in Nigeria you read newspapers and you see headlines about P.I.M.P.S that lure naija girls abroad with promises of making quick money and an improved lifestyle but never in my life did i forsee crossing paths with one.


The so called "P.I.M.P" in my case was a girl (she aint a kid she's a full grown woman but i prefer reffering to her as a girl) in my university. On my first day at school she was soo nice to me and she made me feel at home ,she even volunteered to show me round the city and she took time to show me round the neighbourhood where my hostel was located you know things like grocery shops,take-away restaurants that offer the best deals and cheaper foods etc.I, just like any other human in my position thanked GOD for helping meet such a nice person(when i was coming here i hoped to meet black people cos my dad told me that you could drive for a whole 30 mins without seeing a black person(i didn't know then that he was saying that to scare me)so it was obviously a big bonus meeting not just a black person but a nigerian(their are lots of nigerians here though but i obviously didn't know that then).It was her that introduced me to fellow nigerians here.One thing that i found weird was her hesistation when i asked her her age,you know she gave me the feeling that she didn't like being the question so after a long pause,she told me she was 21 then quickly changed the subject .I being a typical Enugu girl got suspicious(i knew that this wasn't the normal case of women not liking to tell their age,i just knew she was hiding something) but i decided it was best i mind my business and not poke my nose into her .One day she was telling me about one of her friends that just moved to one of the neighbouring Emirates(Emirates are cities here in the UAE)called Ajman,she said she'd known him since when they were in junior secondary school in 89(my people please tell me if its not only a genius that can be born in 1985 and be able to be in junior secondary school at the age of four,i'm sure that even Albert Einstein entered secondary school at an older age).I obviously made her aware of her "mistake" because i wanted her to know that i knew that she was lying ,she was shocked that i could figure out she was lying(the girl is that stupid) then she told me that she was 27 but she didn't want me to know cos majority of the people in our year(including me)is under 21 and she didn't want to be the old woman of the bunch being 27 in her first year.Even a 7yr old child would not have bought her story(when i first came i told her that i was shocked at how young our coursemates were, cos in London you'll see men the same age as my dad in our class and there i was one of the youngest and here many of them are my age) so i obviously didn't ,i know that many of you might think that maybe '21' might be the age stated on her passport so thats why she's tryin to front that she's '21' but i didn't think it was(she told me how she tried to see if she could be smuggled into this country but itdidn't work so she had to pay for her ticket with a guy's credit card, after telling me that i don't think she'll try to hide something as small as the wrong age on her passport)i knew it was something else but i again didn't want to evade her privacy by being a poke-noser so i decided to allow it

But minding your business isn't always the best thing as i later found out...................................................................................................

I'll take a leaf from the books of annoying Nigerian films and say
TO BE CONTINUED
(sorrry but i will honestly continue next time)

PART 2 CONTINUED

ok as i was complaining about my roomate..............................The girl always never wants me to meet any of her male friends ,i remember one day when we were talking while sitting on her bed then one of her boyfriends called so she put the phone on loudspeaker so i could hear what he was saying(he's Italian and obviously very goodlooking,this makes my roomate even more protective of him and more suspicious of me ),after saying nonsense(you know guyz and their shallow talks that gulliblle girls fall for) to her for a couple of minutes,he asks her about me ,men you should have seen the girl's face change,she was boning and giving me this angry look and i obviously wasn't surprised when she hesitated for a moment then told him that i wasn't home.Then to add salt to injury(abi na insult to injury,i dont know how the saying goes),the guy asked her if she could bring me with her when she was coming clubbing with him that night.Instead of the foolish girl to ask him why he wanted me to come she just gave a low grunt and switched off her phone, i asked her why she told him i wasn't home and she told me that she didn't think i wanted to speak to him,this totally pissed me off so i told her that i wanted to go with her to the club(i just wanted to get back at her cos i know me coming with them will really annoy her). I was understandably satisfied with myself when she gave me a disapproving frown but she did not protest beause i think it was obvious to her that i had already made up my mind. I bet the only reason she decided to come out that day was to prove to herself that she could outshine me(i dont understand why she sees me as her competition,she's way richer than me and knows more people than i do) .When we were getting ready i was understandably shocked when she asked if i wanted to borrow one of her dresses(it was a new one that she hadn't even worn so i assumed she felt guilty about what happened earlier and wanted to make amends) and i obviously agreed(i didn't want to start ransacking my wardrobe for what to wear and we normally shared each others clothes) When her man(we call him CHESTER) arrived he complimented both of us on our clothes and asked me jokingly why african girls normally have big butts men ufor see the frown on my roomates face then she opened her yeye mouth and said that i'm pear-shaped so the fat from my whole body tranfers to my arse and hips. i was totally gobsmakced because i didn't expect this kind of thing from her and i was also dissapointed cos i took her as a friend.Well CHESTER told her that he was a guy and he thought i had a nice body,this totally pissed her off and she sulked all the way to the club(CHESTER ignored her though) .In da club we met up with CHESTER'S friends and many of them were complimenting me about my height(i'm 5"7" i know its not that tall but arab women are really short my roomate for example is 5"3" so guyz here not being used to tall girls try anything to get their attention and also being in a club filled to the brim with whites and arabs you get more attention if you're black) . A shitty techno song was playing so i didnt feel a bit like dancing so i just sat with my roomate,chester and his friends. One of the guyz(he was such a flirt) told me that he saw some other chick wearing exactly the same dress as i was but it didn't look good on her cos she was flat chested.While everyone except me(i didnt know what was so funny,i only took it as a compliment) and my roomate(she was trying to give a forced smile so i wont count it as laughing) was laughing,the guy asked what material the cloth was made of then proceeded to feel it(for real the guy was just looking for and excuse to feel my thigh so i was watching his hand in case it went further and i needed to react) the guyz hand was still on the clothe(my thigh)when my roomate told him in an agrressive voice to be careful with the dress bescause it was really expensive and that she hadn't even worn it yet. I dunno if she expected everyone to maybe look at me in a different or something cos i was wearing her dress anyway one of the girls said she shared clothes with her friends too and that the skirt and the shoes she was wearing at the moment wasn't hers,this made the guyz start laughing and making jokes about girls and their ways.Well to cut a long story short i enjoyed myself that night and my roomate ended up having a bad day becAUSE OF HER JEAULOUSY.

she only loosened up when CHESTER told her that he wanted me to come with them beacuse he wanted to hook me up with one of his friends who though is cute(the guy is pakistani (i know but he doesnt look it he's got this european look and his also got really nice green eyes)he's filthy

rich) is such a bore(anytime the guy open his mouth sleep go just catch me) and i only go for black guyz anywayz. My roomate latyer apologised to me for what happened,she told me that she feels vulnerable beacuse of the way CHESTER looks and that him inviting me out with them made her feel threatened.

CHESTER dumped her a few weeks later(the guy tell me say,the girl no gree give am breathing space,everytime calling to check up on him and complainig that he doesnt return her calls)

I'LL FEEL YOU GUYZ IN WITH MORE GISTZ FROM LATER ON.......................................

ARAB GIRLS AND THEIR PRETENCES part 2

ok so where did i stop ............................ehn so as i was saying ,after living in my hostel 4 a couple of weeks i found out that this arab girls are not what they seemed 2 be.My roomate Asil(i'll call her name cos there is no possibility of her reading this blog)is honestly a very nice person(we aint on good terms right now though)but the problem with her is that she is tooooo lose and she's an envious bitch ,4 real if 1 of those her ugly male friends start 2 speak 2 me or even ask her 2 call me when they visit, the girl will start 2 look 4 an excuse 2 embarass me in front of the guyz.Two weeks ago 1 of her male friends took me to watch a movie cos i was bored at home, men when we got home the girl was sparking she was screaming at the guy in arabic and when we got 2 our room da bitch started asking me why i went out with him when i obviously knew she liked him. i was confused cos when i 1st met him she introduced him 2 me as her cousin so i told her not to blame me 4 her own foolish mistake and told her that both of them could go to hell 4 all i care(i only went out with him cos i wasnt only bored but also nearly broke and in Dubai you cant go anywhere with an empty wallet)this seemed 2 trigger the girl and she started screaming that all i do is try 2 snatch her men frm her(ok i admit that i get the attention of her "men"not cos i want 2 but because they see that i'm a black girl and they want the experience of dating and sleeping with a black woman cos they believe that black women are better in bed than their other counterparts).............................................................................

(WILL HONESTLY CONTINUE NXT TIME_

A GOOD END TO A BAD WEEK

men i was totally stressed out last week with all da schoolwork i honestly can't wait to graduate.Well i had a really good day yesterday 2 make up 4 da shitty week.Can u believe that yesterday was Saturday (weekends here in Dubai are Friday and Saturday,Sunday is a working day)but i still had classes though the ministry(i don't know which particular one) decided to turn Friday and Saturdays into weekends instead of the former Thursday and Friday.OK i feel like I'm chatting shit so I'll quickly revert from the weekend issue.ehm..... as i was saying i had a great day yesterday cos when i was coming out of my school building in knowledge village (its a place where all the international universities are situated ) one of my naija friends got a phone call from an arab guy that's absolutely crazy about her and keeps on pestering her though she's not interested(she prefers black guys) he told her that he was waiting for her beside a nearby building. 4 real the girl was pissed but me and my other friend told her to at least listen to what he had to say because he was a nice guy and also really cute(he's also fucking loaded).K we all went up to him and after chatting 2 my girl,he asked us if we wanted a ride home, we obviously accepted because we were going to the mall to buy some stuff for a friend's birthday party and Dubai being the expensive city that it is will only leave our purses considerably lighter if we took a taxi and being students with no source of income and parents that are understandably tight-fisted, we jumped at the opportunity(also because he drives a Lamborghini Diablo and we ain't nvr been in a Lamborghini) .We were only going into Fendi shop to have a look and check for bargains(we ain't the designer crazy type i personally buy my clothes in a market called Deira which looks like Tejuosho market in Lagos except with a few non-blacks i honestly buy anything as long as it looks good and its affordable) before proceeding to our usual cheap ass stores,so when we reached the mall and the guy asked if he could hang with us we agreed ,though hesitantly cos my friend(the one he was toasting did not like him) . I was astonished when we got to the shop he asked us if we wanted to get anything(I'm not the kind of girl that accepts gifts from strange men but hey I'm only human and its not everyday a guy offers to buy you clothes from a designer shop) we obviously accepted and boy we honestly shopped till we dropped.And the weird thing was that the guy was more than willing to foot the bills,if we walk past a shop window he'll ask us if we wanted things from there ,that the clothes will look nice on us and that kind of shit and so we went to about 5 designer shops and bought loads of stuff,oh boy all 4 of us(thats my 2 friends and the guy) were carrying about 7 bags each,sometimes i felt sorry for the guy cos in one of the shops the bill was 15225 dhs(thats 435o dollars,more than i get in pocket money in 3 months)but he didn't even seem bothered he simply looked relaxed as he handed the shop attendant his credit card.
I know he'll probably be thinking he'll be getting sum from my friend since he spent so much money on us but she's still not interested(she says she never asked him for a minute to spend his money) well i agree with her but i hope she'll work sumthing out,anyway i'm glad he does,t know where any of us lives because i doubt he'll be happy if my friend tells him that she still doesnt give a fuck about him .


I'll blog about my housemates and other arab girls next tyme because i'm in a 2 good mood to write about anything negative

Arab girls and their PRETENCES

I knw that i promised 2 write about more positive issues last time but i have 2 speak out on what i noticed since i arrived here in the middle east "ARAB GIRLS AINT WHAT THEY SEEM TO BE".Being a naija girl i knw about the image we naija females have around da world,ask foreigners about us and majority of them will tell you that they heard that us nigerian girls are "GOLD DIGGING SCAVENGERS",WELL this were the exact words of a Lebanese boy in my class who has lived in nigeria all his life(he even understands yoruba).Some of them will tell you that many nigerian girls are pretenders but that some are 4 real but one thing i know for sure is that we nigerian girls are more honest than our arab counterparts who suprisingly have a clean worldwide image.Most men will tell you that arab girls are very loyal to their husbands/family and are good housekeepers but i strongly disagree.Arab girls (i say girls as in young ones between the age of 17-24 cos they r the once i'm normally in contact with)here in Dubai came as a shock 2 me cos i expected them 2 b as innocent as i heard they were and boy was i wrong. The first shock i got when i arrived at my dormitory was that i was the only none smoker(i knw smoking aint a big deal but imagine being a non smoker and being surrounded by 26 smokers blowing smoke over u all day long and from the warning my dad gave me about "messing around and disgracing our family name"in the presence of "humble"arab girls i was understandably shocked). After leaving in the hostel for a couple of weeks i realised that i was the only 1 that made it 2 my bed every single night in the whole dormitory (the average age of students here in the dorms is 18yrs cos most students live at home,the oldest is 2oyrs old)this might not be weird in western country but here it like a big tabooooo......................................................

to be continued.........................................................

OH YEAH I FORGOT 2 POST PICS OF DUBAI USED 2 LURE VISITORS,BUT DONT BE FOOLED.

da beginning

Being a nu member 2 blogsville i'd like 2 start my blog with an issue i feel very passionate about which is DA TREATMENT OF WOMEN HERE IN DA MIDDLE EAST.Being a JJC 2 dis part of da world i was blinded by da beauty of dis city ,da luxurious lifestyle ,n da excitement of being in dis famous city but how was i 2 knw dat i was only judging dis book by its pretty cover.
Honestly a girl can't walk 50metres on da street without being taunted by randy arab n indian men.i knw dat dis is a normal 2ing around da world but da men here jus take it 2 da extreme.i've lived in nigeria,canada,uk n australia(cos my family moves a lot)but nvr have i seen men behavin in dis kind of way.They make u feel dirty n very self conscious its a kinda form of mental abuse,i 2ink whenever they c a black girl who obviously aint a muslim cos her hair is not covered with a scarf or she is not wearing an abaya(a long black dress that muslim women wear 2 cover up)they decide that she is a prostitute n start 2 harass her or maybe dey jus do it cos dey aint getting none 4rm there wives.Sumtymes i blame da sisters 4 givin us a bad image here cos u'll c lots of naija girls coming here on the pretext of studying when wat dey do is throw themselves at randy arab men that a willing 2 spend big bucks on them n give them any2ing money can buy.
yeah DUBAI is a beautiful city with nice views but it starts 2 becum ugly 2 u once u experience da behavior of da ppl.The government here try 2 blind foreigners with da development of da country n by tellin u dat its 1 of da safest place on earth but its not true,women/girls get raped a lot n if they an unfortunate enough 2 b raped by a local(a ctizen of da country)da man will definitely not b penalised n u will b accused of adultery(sharia law).men also get raped here cos there is a high amount of gay ppl hu obviously nvr cum out 2 say they r gay cos its illegal.N do u knw dat if u have malaria or tuberculosis u will get deported.
So i advice any1 coming 2 da UAE or DUBAI 2 cum enjoy ur holiday n go bak 2 where u came 4rm cos u'll only regret ur decision 2 settle down here.

(i knw dat i might have bin starting my blogggin on a negative note but i honestly had 2 get dis off my chest.But i promise 2 blog bout more positive issues nxt tyme)