Dear Beyonce (and the rest of y’all), please give us a break

The video says it all.

This is the Beyonce documentary I half-watched that spurred all of the above:

This is the Chimamanda video that Beyonce refers to, I believe:

This is the Amber Rose article I mentioned:
(although she did take her time to get back in shape, which is good)

Keep it real, people! And congratulations, it’s almost a new year!

Update: Came across this article, and felt it supported my rant argument:



So, yes I’m a bit stale when it comes to new music, despite my self-awarded music-lover status. I only heard of them a few weeks ago. I got an email from a certain blog ( I will put the link below) about their Christmas song. The blogger put in a second video of them, and that’s what really caught me. To be honest, it’s their Daft Punk medley that I like a lot!

L-R:  Kevin Olusola, Mitch Grassi, Scott Hoying, Kirstie Maldonado, and Avi Kaplan. From their official website:

L-R: Kevin Olusola, Mitch Grassi, Scott Hoying, Kirstie Maldonado, and Avi Kaplan. From their official website:

I especially like Avi Kaplan(his bass is a-MA-zing and I’m a bass-lover), and Kevin Olusola (he’s Christian, Nigerian, and a great musician- cello {bass again!} and beat boxing, hello!). They make the group for me. Their harmonies are delicious as well (and yes, I’m a harmony lover!)

I haven’t really heard much of their other stuff. I should get to that actually. But I have listened to this Daft Punk one over and over again. I hope you like it too.

Avi’s bass from 3:51 is particularly murderous!

I learnt about Pentatonix from this blog:


Look Before You Eat!

Appearances can be deceiving! As I explain in the videos, I was surprised to find out that something I thought was much more healthy was actually not.


Here are the pictures of the Guideline Daily Allowances:

What was supposed to be the healthier option, but  obviously wasn't!

What was supposed to be the healthier option, but obviously wasn’t!

The winner! Healthier and yummier ;-) ! Go Cheerios!

The winner! Healthier and yummier 😉 ! Go Cheerios!


The Jesus of Christmas

The people walking in darkness have seen a great light; on those living in the land of the shadow of death a light has dawned. Isaiah 9:2

It’s Christmas eve, actually just some minutes to Christmas Day, and I can’t say I’ve invested a lot into Christmas celebration this year. I think it has been widely accepted that this particular celebration has been watered down in meaning in recent years. In fact, the very origin of the celebration has been questioned. Some say, it is actually a pagan celebration that was hijacked when Christianity was being enforced. This is not a history lesson, so I will not go into that.

What I’ve been thinking about these past minutes is what this day means to me, what Jesus Himself means to me. In light of the recent commercialisation and secularisation of the celebration, churches worldwide now hammer on Jesus as the “reason” for the season” (some of you are familiar with that), and they ask us to reflect on the “real meaning” of Christmas. If you call yourself a Christian and throughout this period and tomorrow you haven’t stopped to think on what this time means to you, I suggest you stop and think right now.

I understand that the meaning of Christmas has implication on every single day that a Christian lives and should not be limited to this period alone (some may try to hide behind that excuse), but the fact that the whole world stops (I mean, some Muslim countries actually decorate huge Christmas trees in their cities!) to celebrate this day should hold extra meaning to you (I think).

Anyway, after my musings, I had a strong urge to share what Christ means to me. Like the verse above, and to put it simply, Jesus is the light of my life. No contest. And when I say light, I don’t mean lightbulb in a room, or torchlight in a hand. I mean the Sun that makes life on Earth possible. His very being holds me together. He is the cross I bear, yet the love I share (not nearly enough). He’s the bane of my existence, yet the ideal I strive to achieve. Cliches aside, I don’t know how I would live without Him, because when someone gives reason to living, and that reason is gone, what’s left to live? If there was no Jesus, my world would fall apart. As you can read, He makes me wax lyrical, and makes this poet (albeit, not a great one) suddenly appear.

I could go on for ages. One thing is certain, the world is forever changed by the power of His birth.

Happy Celebration!