<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061919958186187769</id><updated>2012-02-07T14:21:21.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Simple View</title><subtitle type='html'>Just a heads up that I tend not to proof-read my stuff because I really hate it. So pardon me if there are any or a lot of mistakes :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieceof-me.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061919958186187769/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieceof-me.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nkechi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660811758263773559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061919958186187769.post-3957709686109674740</id><published>2012-02-07T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T13:22:32.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing. Moving. Learning...</title><content type='html'>I attend the Univeristy of Kent. For those who know about it you're probably thinking "oh so you're at the beautiful campus in Canterbury, right?" &lt;strong&gt;WRONG&lt;/strong&gt;! I'm at the Deadway camp- Sorry, I meant the Medway campus (But let's not get into that right now...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in most universities it's common for first year students to get accoumodation. However, seeing as they threw me into the smaller campus, this was not the case. I ended up sharing a house with two second year students Gertrude* and Sophie* - coincidently doing the same course as me. Now being a girl, I know that for some reason unknown to the human race girls &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;WILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 9 times out of 10 dislike a girls they don't know, for no apparent reason. I get along with great with Gertrude, from the moment I moved in to the very second I write this post she's been nothing but nice to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophie on the other hand... -_- Personally, I think it's because we're both Nigerian that we clash. But then again, that should be the reason that makes us closer.&amp;nbsp;Anyhoo, from the first day&amp;nbsp;I met her, I just knew&amp;nbsp;I wouldn't like her.&amp;nbsp;I remember my mum calling me and asking me what she was like and I told her straight up. She replied (in her Nigerian accent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Ooh Nkechi, you better not start your nonsense!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found that quite hilarious actually, but I knew what she was on about. So I gave&amp;nbsp;Sophie a chance and chance after chance, she blew it.&lt;br /&gt;Those who know me; my family espcially, may not believe that I don't like confrontation but I honestly don't. However, if I'm in a situation where I'm being taken for a mug, I will not hesitate to say my piece *serious face that slowly breaks into a smile*&lt;br /&gt;Now, I could get into all the other things she's done that have gotten on my nerves but I'm sure you don't want to hear about that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What my situation has made me realise is, I'm going to meet people that won't like me and that&amp;nbsp;I'm not going to please. Now again, I know you must be thinking &lt;em&gt;"It's taken you &lt;strong&gt;18 years&lt;/strong&gt; to realise this?!"&lt;/em&gt; But I've been lucky enough to be surrounded by a lot of great friends and family and people who I'm not necessarily the bestest of friends with, but we are able to get along and be civil with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London is not a small place, but I feel that I've been sheltered in Hackney. Going to university has definitely opened my eyes to the different people, lifestyles and views there are in this world&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(bare in mind I mean the university, not the place in which the university resides. I swear everyone looks the same in Medway, and it's not the kind of look you want).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's made me want to branch out and meet a whole load of new people. Don't get me wrong, I love my gorls but we are all so similar - it's actually quite scary,&amp;nbsp;and I'm so used to them.&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready for life to teach me lessons and to broaden my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want&amp;nbsp;to break out of my shell and try new things. You never know what might happen and I don't want that in 50 years time I'm left thinking &lt;em&gt;"what if..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Names have been changed for confidentiality reasons or whatever they say in magazine articles :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6061919958186187769-3957709686109674740?l=apieceof-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieceof-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3957709686109674740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apieceof-me.blogspot.com/2012/02/growing-moving-learning.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061919958186187769/posts/default/3957709686109674740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061919958186187769/posts/default/3957709686109674740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieceof-me.blogspot.com/2012/02/growing-moving-learning.html' title='Growing. Moving. Learning...'/><author><name>Nkechi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660811758263773559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061919958186187769.post-8159525837611895895</id><published>2012-02-04T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T16:19:03.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Valentine... Does Cupid need to practice his aim?</title><content type='html'>So, I recently watched the film &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blue Valentine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (2010)&amp;nbsp;starring the beautiful &lt;strong&gt;Ryan Gosling&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Michelle Williams&lt;/strong&gt;. Now, if you're a fan of Ryan Gosling (or sad, romantic films) you'd have&amp;nbsp;heard of &lt;em&gt;The Notebook&lt;/em&gt; and you'd kinda guess what kind of film this was gonna be; a&amp;nbsp;sad but romantic one. The plot of the&amp;nbsp;film is basically a teenage romance that takes them into their adult lives. You're able to see the change in the way they are towards each other and ultimately the love disappear. It's similar to &lt;em&gt;The Notebook&lt;/em&gt; in the sense that it goes from the past to the present, how they were and how they are. In a nutshell, they were madly in love, she got pregnant, they got married, they grew up, they&amp;nbsp;fell out of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why this film touched my heart the way it did, but it did! I was&amp;nbsp;quite emotional after watching&amp;nbsp;it and I think it's because I want that whole loving-relationship-without-you-I-can't-live-you're-the-air-that-I-breathe kinda thing. But relationships nowadays (especially in the media) aren't like that anymore. You hear too often about relationships falling apart so quickly. If a celebrity couple are married for&amp;nbsp;8 years then get a divorce that's considered a long time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"'Until death do us part' really means until the feelings go away...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don't get me wrong&amp;nbsp;8 years &lt;strong&gt;IS&lt;/strong&gt; a&amp;nbsp;long time, but there are couples out there who have been together for more than 60 years. And ultimately the only thing that split them up was the fact that one of them (unfortunately) died.&amp;nbsp; I hope it's not coming across that I'm against divorce, because I'm not. I know people have different reasons for breaking up, but if they were really serious about marriage in the first place and the vows that&amp;nbsp;they both said they'd try. But going completely against that if it doesn't work, then I guess it just doesn't work. &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Sometimes,&lt;/span&gt; it's even for the best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum and dad divorced when I was around 13 (I think...) I am now &lt;em&gt;18 years&amp;nbsp;young&lt;/em&gt; (19 next month woop woop!) For many people from a family similar to mine it's a thing where they don't even want to get married because they think it won't work, they just don't want all that hassle. I have so many friends that just don't believe in love. Personally, it's so sad to see such young people having such a negative view of relationships and love. For me, I want to get married&amp;nbsp;and I want it to work. I want someone to come home to and share my problems with, or just call up for a conversation when I need to talk. I want to have that one person that I grow with and build a family with. I don't want to be part of the growing statistic of divorcees, I want to be one of the very few that have a successful marriage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Marriage isn't just sex, it's conversation and laughter...."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it'll take a lot of work, and it most probably (most definitely) will not be like a Ryan Gosling movie, but some day, by the grace of God I want to look at a man and call him my husband, to see little children running around and know that they are half of me. Now I'm not looking to get married any time soon haha,&amp;nbsp;but, someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My quotes are from this gentleman: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="Sex, Marriage, &amp;amp; Fairytales || Spoken Word"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sex, Marriage, &amp;amp; Fairytales || Spoken Word&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I4OK9DmLpCY" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I4OK9DmLpCY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6061919958186187769-8159525837611895895?l=apieceof-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieceof-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8159525837611895895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apieceof-me.blogspot.com/2012/02/blue-valentine-does-cupid-need-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061919958186187769/posts/default/8159525837611895895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061919958186187769/posts/default/8159525837611895895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieceof-me.blogspot.com/2012/02/blue-valentine-does-cupid-need-to.html' title='Blue Valentine... Does Cupid need to practice his aim?'/><author><name>Nkechi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660811758263773559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061919958186187769.post-2754192265808849422</id><published>2011-10-10T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T04:17:06.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My day... (so far)</title><content type='html'>Walked all the way to uni just to discover my lecture &lt;strong&gt;AND&lt;/strong&gt; seminar were cancelled -_- Usually&amp;nbsp;I love it when that happens, but the walk to get there is not something to joke with....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting to get used to the whole university routine, but it's still gonna take a while. I'm so used to calling teachders (now lecturers) sir or miss, now it's first name basis. Also, I keep refering to it as school, but that is the complete opposite. I've had lectures and seminars for two weeks now and I don't feel like I've learnt anything. I find it really difficult to concentrate in lectures. I tend to zone out, and once I'm gone... it's &lt;em&gt;over&lt;/em&gt;. I prefer seminar groups because they're more intimate and you have a chance to express yourself and you can talk to a lot of different people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've met some&amp;nbsp;cool new people and I'm starting to establish myself with them. I still miss my gorls back in London though... I'm going back soon so I'll have a chance to catch up with them (Y)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6061919958186187769-2754192265808849422?l=apieceof-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieceof-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2754192265808849422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apieceof-me.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-day-so-far.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061919958186187769/posts/default/2754192265808849422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061919958186187769/posts/default/2754192265808849422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieceof-me.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-day-so-far.html' title='My day... (so far)'/><author><name>Nkechi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660811758263773559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061919958186187769.post-2124124707458518482</id><published>2011-10-08T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T14:21:21.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Howdy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Just an insight into what's going on in my head... The things I'm too afraid, too shy or too lazy to say outloud. Or the things I do say outload, but just wanna share with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;a piece of... &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6061919958186187769-2124124707458518482?l=apieceof-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieceof-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2124124707458518482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://apieceof-me.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-insight-into-whats-going-on-in-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061919958186187769/posts/default/2124124707458518482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061919958186187769/posts/default/2124124707458518482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieceof-me.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-insight-into-whats-going-on-in-my.html' title='Howdy!'/><author><name>Nkechi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660811758263773559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
