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I wish that I didn’t have to feel
For numbness to mask the pain
That I had space to heal
And didn’t have to see your cheating face again

I wish you’d just leave me be
To live my life in peace
Must you keep tabs on me
Ensure that I’m still down on my knees?

Don’t you think you’ve done enough
To tear my world apart
To shatter dreams of my gullible youth
And trample on my oh so fragile heart?

I’m sick and tired of crying
Of wondering what I did wrong
Even though I realise that you were a lying
Cheating Ass all along!

You almost broke my spirit
But you really should cease your jubilations,
You see, because I’ve finally hit my limit

So I’ll say this one last time
I’ve had enough of you
And I’ll get over your insidious crime
If it’s the last thing I do

Quit trying to check out my facebook
And calling me up on the phone
Don’t come over to give me that puppy dog look
And for goodness sakes, LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE!!!


Happy Birthday Lil’ Miz Daixy…..

Right. Getting down to brass tacks.
Iz Mai Berfdai!!!
I’m growing old. it’s as simple as that lol. For every year that’s tacked on, I’m reminded that I’m no longer nineteen. I was so happy at nineteen. As Ray Charles would say, “It was a very good year”. I had just started uni and discovered that once again, I was the “Americano in town” and I had the time of my life shocking people who would gossip in twi about me and the tomboyish way I dressed. It was, and still is wonderful to see their faces when I call up someone on the phone and start speaking fante LOL. Oooh and I discovered Asian Cooking back then and boy, did my kitchen smell good that year?!
But I do realise that there’s much I appreciate in the years after that. I’ve done and learned a lot and most importantly, I’m on the road to self discovery and happiness. I’ve no doubt of that. Me and the boyfriend celebrated our one year anniversary 🙂 Oh and I picked up Guitar….I’ve gone back to the kitchen….and even better, I’ve made wonderful new friends who care enough to start calling before midnight to wish me a happy birthday lol. Thanks guys….Now I’m wide awake rofl.

I didn’t know I’d make it this far and I have to thank God for getting me here. I’ve been wandering about blindly and yet I’ve not done half bad methinks. I guess the big wish for my candle this year is that I discover what it is I am meant to do. I know, I know, I’m always demanding something from you but you’re like, GOD! Who else am I going to make wild demands to? lol.

I just wanna give a birthday holla @ the peeps who are blessed enough to share my special day:
Fr. Edmund Neizer (formerly of St. Kizito’s Catholic Church)
Mrs. Ewuley (Christ the King International School- She taught me in 4th year)
Donald Griffith (Who probably doesn’t remember me ROFL)
Barry White (I love you man! Your music will live on!!!!)
Yao Ming (One of these days, me and you have to shack up. Dunno how I’ll explain the half co baby but I thank God for the Portuguese blood in my BF lol) {Did I mention my mom is fascinated by you? She says she won’t mind having you for a son in law)
Jennifer Hudson (My voice is nowhere near as strong as yours is, but I can’t wait for the day me and you get to belt out a couple of songs @ the BET awards)
Reuben Studdard (You’re a lucky man to share my spotlight lol and YES I’m that vain).
September (I adore Cry For you!!! And I hate that you’ve chosen the stage name I woulda picked rofl)
Paul Walker (I have to admit that you’re drool worthy. Not like Barry, but drool worthy nonetheless)
So yeah, Happy birthday y’all and remember to have a good one. Barry, remember to put in a word for me to the Big Guy. Oh and see if he can’t make me 19 again? 😉 Oh and I hope you, Marvin, Teddy, Raye and Luther aren’t giving Michael a hard time. The six of you would be AMAZING together.
So yeah, today, I’m gonna eat and drink enough for all of us (Fruit Juice). Umm..I figure I’ll drink 1/8th of what Yao would. He’s got a bigger tank than I do. Oh and this year I’m not gonna try to call him up so I can scream, “Yao! I want to have your giant babies!” I think I’ll send him an email instead 😉 Just in case Nanasei is reading this, NO, there will be no milkshakes. Just smoothies 😉 And pardon the randomness but did warn you (check out my profile and get used to it).
Much Love,
PS. @ the boyfriend….Arigatou Gozaimashita mai koibito. Aishiteru!

Random event on the road in Accra……..

Timeline: Yesterday

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Venue: 37 Military hospital traffic light.

“That monster hates my guts!!” Always has! Like, this bad old monster waited till it was my turn to move through the stand-still traffic to turn it’s angry red glare on me!!!  (Like it always does!!!) Anywho, so I’m on my way to work and the light stops me, and there’s this trotro in the lane next to me who overshot the light by like a metre. I’ll tell you why I’m mentioning that in a minute.So I’m grumbling and cussing at the light when this guy comes up to my window and asks me to buy some of his grapes.  They are big and juicy looking but I’m not carrying any loose change and don’t feel like waiting for him to try and change a big note but I digress.

This young grape seller (did I mention that he looked HAWT?  He shouldn’t be selling by the roadside)  he begins lambasting this woman in the backseat of the trotro.  Apparently she dropped a used “pure water” sachet out the window and into the street.  The woman ignores said young man and rolls her eyes.  The young man keeps complaining then bends over to pick up the bag.  It’s what he does next that’s got me grinning even now.  Just as the light turned green, he shoved the bag through the woman’s window and into the trotro!

It is so refreshing to see that people still care about the environment.

Or is it because the AMA holds the street hawkers to task when the area is filthy, hmm?  LOL



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My voice; the anthem

To which your body must rise
Erect, rigid; in token salute.
Acquaint yourself with the quake
From your powerful thighs
For I intend to play all day


Seems this is a naughty week for me.   I know I’m leaving myself open but here it is.  I have no idea what’s gotten into me 😛 but I’m using this as continuation to Chemistry.  Class is in session 😉


I am
A broken record
You’ve coaxed out all I have to offer
Played me one too many times
I am
Abused, ruined
Condemned to suffer
Victim of your elaborate crimes
I am
A fallen star
Landed in your gutter
I sparkled once!  Now I’m covered in grime
I am
Your broken record
You’ve pried out what I have to offer…
For the very last time

The Skin I’m in…..

Sweet like chocolate
Smooth as silk
Dark like coffee
Skimped on the milk
Redolent of a lotus field
And blessed with a mellifluous tongue,
I Am Regal, African, Mother,
 A true gift of the gods.
Now, is it any wonder that I refuse to yield?

Dunno why I was up at 2am but at least I got something out of it.  I know I’m a pseudo feminist and African but does anything stop me from displaying my roots? 😛  Ghanaian girls, please don’t shoot me for picking a pic of a Nigerian model.  I beg oh! 

Guess Who’s back….

Guess who’s back?
Back again?
Daixy’s back
Tell a friend 😉
So this little lady went on a road trip and worked her arse to the bone. Two weeks of hard work never killed anyone right?
After two weeks in the lovely Upper East Region of Ghana, I am back home.  It feels wonderful to be back in my own bed, to curl up with my kitty Ginger next to me. I really missed him.  He’s lost so much weight since I’ve been gone 🙁  No more stuffy hotel rooms, no eating strange stuff that makes my tummy grumble, and even better?  I have my kitchen back!!!  No more MSG.  Just plain old good Daixy cooking.

I’m not looking forward to the stress of regular work and home, but I did miss my family and friends.   I’m no longer the stranger everyone mistakes for a young doctor (which can be interesting at times)  and I won’t be laughed at for pronouncing words wrong.  I had so much salt, cuz I was eating lunch at a local bar (lunch being a couple sticks of khebab from the self acclaimed “best khebab in town”).
So, fun things I got to do on this trip?  Well, I witnessed a donkey fight.  The lighter toned donkey had a firm grip on the others ear and wouldn’t let go. 

Our guide got out of the car to seperate them and that’s when the victim turned into the attacker.  I had a good lol at that, cuz whereas the light donkey was biting his ear, this dude went for his tail.  He didn’t make it though 😉

Our local guide informed us that these usually docile creatures can bite and kick each other to death and for no apparent reason.  There were no females about, they had nothing to prove to each other…And I can bet you they just ran off to find someplace more private to finish off the match.
I was hanging out of the car to get these shots.  Kinda disappointed that my zoom wouldn’t get in any farther 🙁  That moment where the darker donkey’s teeth were about to snap onto the others tail?  Breathtaking.  I was actually cheering him on lol.  (Woso ka no bi!!!)
I love this side of  Ghana.  It’s nature: clean and undisturbed by urbanisation, exactly as she should be.   Too bad it’s not home lol.
Now I’m off to catch a few zzzs.  Monday’s coming up lol

Too much Anime: Dreaming of Ninjas on Motorcycles

It’s very rare that I dream.  My nights are often spent working or writing/reading, maybe fooling around with my japanese lessons.  (Anata wa genki desu ka?)  Anywho, I stay up all night doing whatever I feel like till I pass out from exhaustion and then, I sleep so deep that I do not recall anything that I may have dreamed. If I’d dreamed….

One night (I can’t remember when) I awoke to the remnants of a dream and was so amazed by the sheer stupidity of it that I haven’t ever managed to get it out of my mind.
I was walking down the Legon-Atomic road, late at night.  I remember I was on the left side of the road so Presec was across the street from me.  This dream placed me on the road before construction had began on it.  You know, when there were tall enough grasses for the purse snatchers and escaped mental patients to hide in.
So I was walking down the road, see? (I hope the peeps from Brooklyn don’t “feed me to the fishes” for this lol) Minding my own business like everybody else that’s nutts enough to walk out alone at night, when I noticed a light in the distance. After a few seconds standing there like an idiot and watching the light come closer and closer, I realised it was a motorcycle.  What struck me as strange was the fact that, well, it had a NINJA on it!!!

Yes, people, a ninja.  With full face mask, hitate, katana and all. Fascinated, I stood there while the bike came to a stop right next to me and the ninja swiped out his katana, pointed it at me, and said “Give me your purse”.  Like any sensible human faced with a ninja on a motorcycle, I gulped and handed over my handbag.  I even went farther to hand over my earrings! 😮
Now get this.  The ninja grabbed his loot, hopped off the bike and ran giggling into the bush to check on his spoils.  Like wtf?  A giggling ninja?  A stupid ninja?  (Gosh but I have stupid dreams….)
‘So,’ one would ask, ‘what did Lil’ Miz Daixy do?”  Why, what any rational woman would do in such a situation, of course.  Knowing full well that I could not ride a motorcycle, I wheeled it across the street to the Presec School, where two security guards were relaxing under a Nim tree. Lord knows why they were sitting there watching me get robbed but at least I remembered to yank out the keys (unlike the silly ninja)  and then proceeded to walk towards the Madina Police Station. Oh and the ninja had no idea his bike was gone.
Please don’t ask me what happened next.  I couldn’t recall anything else upon waking.  But my family and friends have had a good laugh at this one.  I actually think about it when I find myself in a mood.  Cheers me right up 🙂
Anywho, Greetings from Bolga and all that.  Don’t miss me too much. I’ll be home soon….

Randomness from a Road Trip……..

So, driving up to the Upper East Region of Ghana, I realised that I’m still very much the babbler. And when I babble, I come up with some pretty random topics. Here’s some of the stuff that I came up with during conversation while on the road;

1.  In the aftermath of the events of this year’s Africa Cup of Nations, do Algerians drive through Togo?

2.  Reasons why one should not build a  log cabin in Ghana:
a) Termites will have a field day, regardless of the treatment methods you employ
b) You’ll be an easy target for estranged family.  All they’ll need is some kerosene and a lighter/match and you’re toast.
c) Dogs will forever be marking their territory on your house
d) Shoddy Ghanaian electrical systems plus a log cabin = bad idea
e)  Who you gonna call to build your log cabin in Ghana?  Do you call a carpenter, get an artisan from the art centre to carve one up for you?….

 3. No matter how things have changed, there’s no way that a grown man will/can accept a “small girl” being in charge of any project coordination, let alone controlling the money associated with it.

4. I love cheese, books and things on TV, in no particular order.

5.  Christians are quite possibly the biggest hypocrites there are out there.  We claim to be like Christ, but are nothing like the Son of God.  How do we profess love, and yet turn out to be the strongest “haters”?


From UER with love

So, this little lady has gotten herself into another adventure.  Unfortunately, I can’t go into details about my trip and I’ll have to be careful what pictures I put up, but Lil’ Miz Daixy is off to save the world again, one little kid at a time.  Last time I was up there, I got to go to the border between Ghana and Burkina.

Yes, that’s me at the border.  I also got to go nutts and messed about with a 99 yr old croc.

Now I’m known to my friends and family as Shiela or Dundee 😉  Hopefully, I’ll have the chance to see more of the area this time around.   I can’t wait to see what else I can discover 🙂

I’ll have internet and will be checking up on the blogosphere, but I doubt I’ll be doing much posting or commenting.  Yes, I will be stalking you lot!  Anywho, I’m off for my first day of teaching kids inappropriate things to say 😉  Holla @ y’all later