IT'S 2020 AND HERE I AM TOO. MODUPE ONANUGA LONGE

Hello everyone!!! 


I am feeling a rush of emotions typing right now as I have not gone to the draft section of this blog since 5 years back, that is freaking nuts! My life has changed tremendously in 5 years as I am sure yours has too, we thank God that we are all alive and it's been a wonderful change.


I was going to do a comparison of what I looked like exactly 5 years ago, June 2015 and what I looked like today. After seeing the pictures of myself in 2015 that I found, I had a quick rethink, lol. I had forgotten I just had a baby this period in 2015, I looked like an avocado, omg! I would have had to post a picture of what I looked like 8 days after undergoing a second caesarian section which I am going to write about so that those who may go through the same would have some form of insight on recovery and moving on. Not today, I am not traumatizing anyone. I believe in displaying ourselves with all flaws all the time but for the sake of the revival of this blog, we will stick to aesthetics.

Stimulating yeah? Trust me, I dont look like this everyday, lol

Anyways, the world is still at a semi-standstill today the 29th of June 2020, due to the pandemic of corona virus which has killed so many people all over the world. It is a really really sad time in history and most countries have closed down air travel which is a pain but safety first. Everyone is affected by this virus and this situation is so precarious because anyone is no one, the corona virus is such a humbler of persons, it has killed the powerful, powerless, influential, popular, healthy, you name it.


Obviously, the virus is part of the reason I remembered this blog today because my industry is part of those affected by the virus as it has been shut down to prevent the spread, which I fully support. I have a lot of time on my hands these days and since I still have the gift of typing very fast without glancing at my keyboard, it was time to check out my blog and see if I would still get thousands of visitors like I used to (crosses fingers gleefully). Tell a friend to tell a friend and their friends that there is going to be valuable content right here!


Checked out some posts in my draft that never made it to the main page of this blog and I am shocked at how much my outlook on life has evolved but also to be honest, how I feel like a sell-out now. I had this draft where I was criticizing life on Instagram, the show-off social network and realized that I have been carried away by the craze (where is my laughing and covering my face emoji?) Found it 🙈😅

I am now hugely on Instagram, moved on from Facebook as most of my content there is a copy of my Instagram posts. As for twitter, I have no idea what goes on there, I just go once in a while to pour out my thoughts (euphemism for frustration) then I log out because someone is always dropping in my DM and trying to get me into trouble, T for Twitter, T for temptations. 

A screenshot of my Insta page so you can go follow to really catch up. Dont stalk or lurk, FOLLOW

As for the main content on this blog in this corona period 2020, it would be more of a commentary, my experiences and sharing of thoughts about things happening around us as well as sharing ideas on self-development which I believe is the essence of life. 

To catch up, let me share developments in my life so far from the last time I made a peep into this blog. Better yet, I will re-introduce myself because of new visitors and post a most recent picture too for spice. (I just looked for emoji for shinning my teeth again, ugh, social media alphabets) 😁

Okay! My name is Modupe Onanuga-Longe, I am a mum of two now, still married, I believe happily so. I spend most of my time taking care of the children as I am almost a stay at home mom these days due to the annoying virus but I am still very much active. I have developed this intense love for cooking (I will be sharing recipes and chef secrets) and I love eating those foods that I cook on days we do not order out. I keep myself busy mostly by ensuring that my families are safe during this dire period and also making sure we do not lose hope for a better brighter future ahead as it is very easy to become despondent, trust me, I almost had a bout of depression during the abysmal lockdown. I also decided to bag more qualifications, I have a Masters now, a CIM UK (Chartered Marketer) and was able to acquire a GPA of 4.33 in my Masters after several sleepless nights, whew!. I love praying because everything in this life is founded on prayers and a vibrant relationship with God our creator, I start and end everyday showing immense gratitude to God.

Here's a picture of one of my my fit meals. It's Mazza spaghetti cooked in veggies and a glass of green juice

Weekends are always the best for me because my husband is home with me and all we do is watch series as we sit on the couch stuffing our faces. I am also a fitness enthusiast, I love looking good, working out and watching how my body changes with decisions or choices that I make. I wish I could read more books the way I used to, novels used to be my companion and vocabulary builder back in the days but I cant say I have seen a book in recent times as our smartphones have taken over. I am not so good at speaking about myself unless questions are asked so I will stop here. 

A palatable gastronomic feature of the junk days and how I serve my husband. Fresh guy

Let me know if you have any question, still an open book. So here is a picture of me taken this month, flaws and all. Hope to hear from every single one of you that still get an email alert from my posts. Trust me, this is going to be fun. 

Not bad for a mom of two yeah?

Always Real. Modupe Onanuga Longe.

VALENTINE'S, ELECTION DAY & RUMOUR MONGERS

So we are all still living in Nigeria with bated breaths as we await the dreaded February 14^th 2015, the Election Day. So many threats have been thrown around and there have been bloodshed in people’s homes. All these have caused so much tension in a nation that should be enjoying peace and stability.

The greedy quest for power by our government has turned Nigerian citizens into pawns in a dangerous game. Nigerians are now used as collateral in the fight by individuals to rule a nation not for the purpose of bringing good tidings but to further diminish its national resources and make Nigeria a failed nation.

I am particularly scared for myself and my family. You cannot discard all the rumours about the impending doom of the Election Day. There have been several demonic promises if certain individuals do not come into power of the State. I fear for my husband who has to go work, I fear for my parents who do not exactly live in a state security house, I fear for my child who has to go to school, I fear for my siblings who live around Lagos and I fear for Nigeria not to break into smithereens. I have always said it that maybe if we had natural disasters like those Asian countries, maybe our political circumstances will be more edifying. We have been so blessed with no such disasters but we have been cursed with government catastrophe.

I heard that a large percentage of the Igbo people who went home for Christmas celebrations in 2014 have not returned to Lagos because of the crisis that may follow the Valentine’s day election. That thing that would keep an Igbo man from his daily business activities is a very scary thing which is why I am so scared about what these Igbo people may know or be expecting to happen.

A terrorist recently committed suicide by bombing taking with him 6 people and he did this in someone’s home. A home is where we all believe is a safe place. I work in a public place, so imagine my frantic mood everyday as I resume for work. It does not help that my personal office is like a penthouse in the building but man must chop now. I have often questioned our management if they have thought of scrutinizing women dressed in that muslim garb called Ijab or something. What if a fanatic woman with a suicide bomb walks into our office claiming she needs our services but has come with a devious intent? There was an old woman who kept bomb inside a food cooler, wasn’t there? Management is so calm. What is she talking about? Are we going to shut down our business because of some bombings that have not reached Lagos?

You see, I believe the people who are calm despite all the body count in the news everyday are those who are so sure Boko Haram will never find their way into Lagos. We should not be so relaxed. I have heard that all those tanker explosions in Apapa were not as reported. It is so easy for us to read the news about 2,000 dead people, 279 missing girls or so, hundreds of charred bodies in Jabi Park and as long as we call our families who confirm they and their properties are intact, we just sigh and move on.

 

I choose you over APC and PDP!

Now Valentine’s is here, a day I have been looking forward to since last year not for political reasons but to take time off work, show some love and of course get or share lovely gifts.

So typical of the government to turn a day of love into a day where everyone has to go and hide in their bunkers cowering like cornered rodents. This is the first Valentine ’s Day I am not looking forward to. Even those times I was single without a prospective date, I still hoped that someone will always turn up. Last year Val’s was so delish, there was cake, wine, ice cream, chocolates, dinner dates, dinner gowns and of course luxury hotels. I come dey think now say, is that my last Val?

I wish I could leave the country with my family but I appear to them as always scared for nothing. Then again, I think to myself, how safe is the country I want us to run to? Why are we running like fugitives from our home country? Should our country not be a haven for us all? We are all first citizens here, there is no enjoyment living in a foreign state where you are always second, a minority or considered an inferior race.

So I have decided to stay in Nigeria but I have also become a prayer warrior. I pray everyday so that I always remember that with God Almighty, we shall all end well. May we see this “Val-election day” and many more days in Jesus name. Amen.

Forever Mo.

Hello everyone, so I have not blogged in almost a year. Blogging is tasking, it may not seem like a huge undertaking if you were smiling to the bank everyday like our former model, sister LI. Ya'all know who I'm talking about. I have so much to say, so much to complain about, so much to gossip, so much to reveal, so much to share and so little time.

I'm going to try to summarize all that I've been doing since I last blogged. I've become a wife (juicy!), mother (plenty story for here), fully discovered the forbidden fruit (Told ya it was juicy), found a niche in my career (After all the hustle), gained a little weight (62kg gunning for 55kg), joined the millionaire's club (Just kidding, you think?) and the list goes on.

So after eons of not opening up my blog, I still remember my password, the important thing about password is to ensure it has something to do with what you do everyday and you will never forget it. So for those of you who have opened 20 e-mail addresses, keep that in mind. I saw a comment waiting for approval on my blog page and I just had to post it here. Unfortunately, the comment was painfully by an anonymous person, what was that person thinking? Do you think this is Linda's blog? No one's faceless here o. Put a name to your face jor. Obviously, the person is a guy and his comment was very honest, I guess that's why he had to hide his identity.

The comment was on one of my previous post about men staring at women as if women are bananas and men are monkeys.

For me, that several moments are spent imagining what the woman looks like naked. Or feels like naked. Or the things I'd like to be doing with her while naked. I can also accurately predict what a woman's vagina looks like based on her facial features. So I'm making that assessment as well. on WHY DO MEN STARE AT WOMEN?

HE NEVER SLEEPS, HE NEVER SLUMBERS

It is true what people say that we usually forget where we are coming from especially when we reach a certain comfortable stage in life. Sometimes, we even forget how dedicated we were to God when we were in need. When we have nothing, most of us are really humble, polite, sensitive and quite hardworking depending on our life choices. We do this because we want better things out of life, then when we do get them, what next?

I read a girl’s story on a popular blog today, it was such a heart-wrenching tale that I’m crying as I type this piece. I should just stop reading the said blog because it keeps reminding me of how much struggle is out there and how blessed I am. Then again, what I read on this blog also keeps me grounded and always knocks me right back to those days when I was a charity case. So I guess I’ll keep reading and using people’s life experiences to remind myself that I owe everything to God Almighty. One day, God will give me the strength to not only be a reader of the blog but also to extend my hand to someone who sincerely needs it just like others did for me.

Sorry for my digression from the story that made me have enough zest to come back to this blog after I didn’t blog at all through 2014. As usual, I’m at a low point in my life, that’s why I feel like writing. Writing is good, I prefer it to talking to people sometimes, it’s a personal release for me. I guess 2014 was such a happy year that I felt no need to blog, lolz. I’m not saying bloggers are sad people, some people have bought Range Rovers off blogging, I’m sure they are always happy.

Anyways, so this girl’s story was about how she lost her father and her father’s family threw her mum out accusing her of the father’s death. The father’s relatives usurped his property which included houses, cars and even access to a bank account meant for the three children. They turned her and her siblings into trade slaves after promises of good education, thankfully they were allowed to finish secondary school. The part that got to me was where she asked for help to further her education from one of her married uncles who got a lot of help from her late father and this ingrate of an uncle tried to force himself on her.

This just brought back so many sad memories for me. Sometimes, I wish we were in the era of those periods in the Bible when God would strike down people for any misdeed, I just know such men will be extinct. This married uncle can be of help to his niece but he has told her that the only way he would do so is if she slept with him. So many men wield this fiendish power. If you are a man and you have held someone ransom on the basis of sex before you help them, there’s a special seat waiting for you in hell. 

It happened to me sometime in 2006. It was one of my best friend’s dad and till today, I never told her. This man watched me grow up and when he made such an advance, I was so shocked. That was the last time I ever stayed in the same room with him or even laid my eyes on him. It gave me a strong resolve to be someone great in life.

I give God all the glory that today by his grace, I’m not where I aspire to be (it’s never enough) but I can still walk out on any lascivious man who may be making promises of giving me billions. I also want to thank God for keeping my parents to this day and for not letting death throw our family into despair. I thank God for the strength he gave my mum to stand firm by all her children even when we thought she could do better, she saw a better future and she was right.

I thank God that even as a charity case, he did not expose me to the elements, he has, he’s still and will always protect his own. 

I pray that God grants me that conviction, direction and fortitude to reach out to people and be a blessing to them.

If there’s anyone out there going through a tough time, please turn to God and I know you have heard this many times but with him, the end is always the best. One night, I cried to him by starting with the plea for forgiveness of sins and I’m sure he heard me because right from that moment, my life changed. 

Likewise, if you are currently basking in abundance now, do not forget God who has made everything possible for you. Do not lavish your savings on things that will take you back to naught. 

Yes, there were times I almost gave up but God’s love overshadowed my life, this can happen to you too. Whatever you are going through, be it loss, heartbreak, poverty, barrenness, sickness, they are all ways to make you shout out to God and let him know that like Job in the Bible, you still believe and have faith in him.


As long as there is life, there is hope. Look up and smile.

May God be with us all.

Forever Mo.

LOVELY PICTURES!!!: OZONE CINEMAS MOVIE RELEASE OF THOR 2: THE DARK WORLD & OFFICIAL LAUNCH OF OZONE LOUNGE

L-R: Tonia Odungwo, Brown Ebosiem, Ify, Mr Patrick Lee, Thor, Modupe O. Longe, Tony Omia, Lara Oladimeji, Tosin, Emmanuel, James Adedeji

L-R: Ify as Natasha Romanoff the Black Widow, Tosin, Emmanuel, The General Manager: Mr Patrick Lee, Thor, The Marketing Manager: Modupe Onanuga Longe, P.A to the GM: Tonia Odungwo and Accounts Manager : Lara Oladimeji

Ozone Cinemas held an epic event last year, the movie premiere of The Avengers which went ahead to make over a billion in box office revenue worldwide. This year, Ozone Cinemas releases Thor 2: The Dark World for thousands of fans who have been waiting with excitement to see the Hammer god once again on the big movie screen.

There were many celebrities who graced the red carpet before watching the movie and proceeded to the Ozone Lounge for its official launch and after party. The MC of the event was Larry Foreman who cracked the ribs of many guests. Celebrities like Yemi Alade, Pryse were at the Lounge to celebrate and perform to the delight of the guests that were present.

There were lots of free drinks from Power Horse, Kiss Mix and Hennessy all night long. Some of the guests won items like Thor's Hammer and took pictures with Thor and Natasha Romanoff the black widow.

Thor 2: The Dark World continues to show in Ozone Cinemas. See the photo splash of the event.


 

Yemi Alade, Larry Foreman

Pryse of Chocolate City

General Manager Ozone Cinemas - Mr Patrick Lee, Marketing Manager Ozone Cinemas - Modupe Onanuga Longe, P.A to GM - Tonia Odungwo

Larry Foreman

Ify, General Manager- Mr Lee, Thor, E-Centre Manager - James Adedeji

Ozone Cinema Manager - Brown Ebosiem (second left), Assistant Manager - Tony Omia (Far right)

Yemi Alade

Yemi Alade gets serenaded

Yemi Alade takes charge

Tony Omia, Yemi Alade and Tolu of Flytime Promotions

Play time: Accounts Manager - Lara Oladimeji, General Manager - Mr Patrick Lee, Marketing Manager - Modupe O. Longe, P.A- Tonia Odungwo, Cinema Manager - Brown Ebosiem

Ify and Modupe O. Longe

The ever sexy staff of the new Ozone Lounge

CHEATING AND FLINGS, GREATEST FUN!

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Remember those days when you were in the kitchen after mum had just cooked a nice pot of fried meat stew and you couldn’t help opening the pot to throw one piece of fried stewed meat into your mouth? Do you recall how that piece of meat tasted so good like no other meat you have ever eaten before in your life? It’s not because you haven’t had better, it is because doing something bad is always so sweet especially when you usually get away with it.

I’ve always hated cheats. I cannot stand them, I can kill anyone who cheats. All my dating life, I’ve always told my partners that if I ever find myself being attracted to some other guy for whatever reasons, I’d rather break up my relationship than cheat on them. This may be because I do not know how to pretend. I cannot look you in the eyes after doing something so filthy no matter how intriguing it was. Let me not make this post another rant about my disdain for people who can’t keep it in their pants.

You see, this thing called sex or making love just means so much to me or should I say to me, sex is very sacred. I’ve met with people who don’t even remember all the sexual partners they’ve had and this really amazes me but they just don’t see what the big deal is. They are like “It went in and it came out, yep, that was it”. Seriously? For the guy, you go into a woman, for the lady, you let a man come inside you, I don’t understand how that doesn’t mean anything.

I once almost slept with a celebrity whose name is on the lips of every Nigerian now ever since he sang a hit song that may remain evergreen. This romp in the sack almost happened back in my journalism days, my boss had sent me to do an interview with the celebrity because he was a new sensation. When I got to his residence in Omole, he was very charming and after the interview, I went to the ladies then he actually paid the photographer I came with to leave me right there in his Omole residence with him. This was because he knew the photographer had brought me there and I could not find my way back, so I was kinda stuck with asking him how I would get home. He didn’t want me to leave. So that was how normal interview turned to something else o.

No doubt, this guy was hot and still is. I’ll never forget when we started talking, we clicked because of our mutual love for music and he asked me to come see him again as he was new in Lagos with no real friends, I was elated. He called me up one day and I was idle so he picked me up to go have fun. We both already knew we were attracted to each other but I couldn’t help noticing how so many women kept on throwing themselves at him. Lagos women can so shame people, the way they make themselves so easy to prey on. I’ll never forget a text message he showed me from a supposed lesbian who swore she would let him be the one to take her virginity. This was obviously not a turn-on for me, I mean who can compete with a virgin lesbian? lol.

Anyhoo, after going to some studios and exotic places in Lagos, we decided to go back to Omole, the slaughter house, buhahaha. When we got there, we started to watch music channels criticizing other artistes and also telling the celeb to try out some nice concepts we saw. After a while, one thing always lead to another nau, he dragged me to his bedroom, seriously, I wasn’t willing to go, not that much, lol. When we got into the bedroom, he started to undress, *long sigh*. When I see ladies screaming for him these days, I sometimes remember this moment. I kid you not, this guy looked like a swimsuit model in his white boxers and I just started to ogle him with no control. We kissed, caressed, spooned but when it got down to doing the main thing, I saw my mum’s face, dammit!

That woman has spoilt a lot of runs for me, you see. Whenever I wanted to do something wild in my younger days, her voice would pop up in my head or I would see one of her disapproving looks in my head. That was usually a strong deterrent for me. So I told this guy I couldn’t go ahead with it, he was more than disappointed because he had read the hungry look in my eyes as consent and serious horniness. He was a gentleman about it sha, he tried coaxing me but I told him to try the virgin lesbian.

Fast forward four years, I went to a concert on the Island where this now very famous artiste was performing and I was right in front of him, singing his songs back to back, dancing the famous dance steps to his songs, guess what? He didn’t recognize me! That would have hurt like hell if I had given him a piece o! I’m sure he doesn’t even remember some girls he has slept with, I wonder how those girls must feel when they go to his shows and he does not even bat an eyelid at them. This is why I see sex as a very intimate passion that should be meaningful between two people who are in love. At least, you are left with a memory that still makes you wet or gives you a boner not a memory that makes you feel so ashamed of yourself.

I came across a picture of me and the celeb today, taken during that period, I was so fine! No wonder he couldn’t resist, lol. Maybe I’ll post the picture here after many other posts have dragged this particular one into the archives section.  Till then.

XOXO