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Saturday 26 November 2011

COMING SOON!!





CHRISTMAS IS COMING SOON PEOPLE!!!! get into the christmas spirit :-)

Sad thing is I have so much school work I have to do during the holidays as well as study for my exams in January.

BUT that won't stop Christmas! Its the season of love ....hope you get to spend it with your family and around people you love...



Sunday 16 October 2011

Random Photos

Have I ever mentioned that I wanted to go into photography???? I really need to take some photography classes when I get the time and funds!

I lost the other ear :'( bad way to treat a gift
Red and yellow first two primary colours
Jack Daniels
I can boggie better than you in my 7inch heels
LOL and this is me being vain infront of my lappie :p

lalala I never was good at drawing but I hope to one day be an artist telling stories with my pictures, till then enjoy the randomness!!

With love,
Rita Diamonds


Thursday 18 August 2011

Not How I would have done it!

Not How I would have done it!



Do you ever find yourself looking at life through another person’s eyes and thinking you would have done things differently if you were in that person shoes. Like when over hearing guys watching a football match I hear screams of "how could he miss that off side", "pass it to MR A", and well other similar phrases that imply that the viewer would have done things differently if he or she was in that football match. We watch other peoples life’s and undermine the mistakes they have made, telling ourselves we would have done it better. EASIER SAID OR THOUGHT THAN DONE!

I recently finished reading a book and I am not sure who I was annoyed with, the writer of the book or the main character of the book. My interpretation of the book may be completely different from what the writer intended, or maybe I completely got it but just disagreed. If it was my story to tell I would have told it completely differently, no doubt about that. Same thing happens when I watch movies and say “na! I would not have ended it that way” such a casual comment to a movie that only took one year and three hundred and sixty five more days to get produced.

You go out and on the streets you assess what people are wearing and whisper to your friend “see that hideous hat that woman has on her head!”, who died and made you the Queen or king of fashion? We make people feel bad about their natural looks and the average girl takes her slightly above minimum wage salary to go and get a boob job done. I wished it ended there but one year later her implants burst and she gets to sell her “boob job gone bad story” to sun newspaper. Ah well, c’est la vie!

I want to wake up one day and genuinely see the world through other people’s eyes. Try and understand why they are that way, try and immerse myself in their experiences. I want to be able to fit into your shoes and get the same feeling you got that made you buy them. When you tell me stories of your pain I want to look at it completely from your point of view in order to help you properly. I want to be able to get off my high horse and ride a donkey for a day or even just an hour. I want to be able have a picnic on the less greener grass and know how it feels. I want to read a book and understand the writer's point of view. I want to come for your show and be happy you did it your way…

Sunday 14 August 2011

When you see me


There is a particular phrase I hear many a time "you have not changed one bit". Normally depending on who says this to me I feel nervous or actually very delighted. If its said from a long lost very special friend because of what we shared I am usually certain its meant as a compliment. Have you ever reconnected with someone that was close to you in the past and find that time has changed the current of the friendship. It may be because the other has developed into this whole different person, not a bad person but just not your ideal type of company. So when I see this long lost friend and we are within five minutes talking like we were never apart, it an awesome feeling of comfort and relaxation.

There are other times when this phrase is said to me by someone who I never really got along with, it is kind of like you did not like me then, and you do not like me now. It is either the other's fault or mine, and when it is the other's fault, maybe because they have an unpleasant and unfriendly vibe then I am not worried. But if it is my fault of being quick-tempered or some other fault I have then there is a big problem! You could not have seen me when I was thirteen and see me at twenty one and dismiss me as the same sharp tongued little brat. I want you to see this new empowered woman I have been working so hard to be. Within the first five minutes of our re-friendship or re-acquaintance I want you to say "wow I am so impressed". There is warmth in knowing a friend likes you the way you are, but there is joy when a friend is blown away by your improvements. There is a sense of growth you feel when someone who never rated you in the past, is captivated by your spirit, and enthused by your proactivity.

When you see me I want you to see a young strong woman, and not a feeble little girl. When you see me I want you to see in my eyes, the future the world needs. I want you to see me in the best way you allow yourself to, forgive my mistakes, accept my apologies and welcome my growth.

Monday 20 June 2011

Communicating with Lyrics


Part 1
Girl: I don't want to wait for our lives to be over
I want to know right now what will it be
I don't want to wait for our lives to be over
Will it be yes or will it be sorry?
(Lyrics from I don't want to wait-Paula Cole)...Full song

Boy:This time I want it all This time I want it all
Showing you all the cards Giving you all my heart
This time I’ll take the chance This time I’ll be your man
I can be all you need This time it's all of me
(Lyrics from This Time-John Legend)... Full Song

Girl: I know you've seen a lot of things in your life
It got you feeling like this can't be right
But, I won't hurt you, I'm down for you, baby
(Lyrics from Trust-Keisha Cole ft Monica)...Full Song

Boy: Baby, you can do no wrong
My money is yours, give you a little more because I love ya, love ya
With me, girl, is where you belong
Just stay right here, I promise my dear I'll put nothin' above ya, 'bove ya
(Lyrics from Love me -Justin Bieber)...Full Song

Part 2
Girl: But nothing's greater than the rush that comes with your embrace
And in this world of loneliness I see your face
Yet everyone around Thinks that I'm going crazy, maybe, maybe
(Lyrics from Bleeding Love - Leona Lewis)...Full Song

Boy: I've tried to hide it so that no one knows
But I guess it shows
When you look into my eyes
What you did and where you're comin from
I don't care, as long as you love me, baby
(Lyrics from As long as you love me - Backstreet Boys)...Full Song

Girl: I love you, please say
You love me too, these three words
They could change our lives forever
And I promise you that we will always be together
Till the end of time
(Lyrics from I love you -Celine Dion)...Full Song

Boy: As I write this letter
Send my love to you
Remember that I'll always
Be in love with you

Treasure these few words till we're together
Keep all my love forever
P.S. I love you
You, you, you

(Lyrics from P.S I Love You -The Beatles)...Full Song

Saturday 14 May 2011

With You-You mean to me what I mean you and...

With You by Chris Brown

I am studying for my examinations its been stressful couple of weeks. I came across this song and remembered why I fell in love with Chris Brown. Watch and listen and feel inspired by the lyrics.That's why I love shuffle on Ipods you never know what song will come next and change the whole outlook of your day. Songs can be special as they can symbolize a particular memory you want to keep for the rest of your life!..

Saturday 16 April 2011

Facebook Identity


"Dear Facebook , one day they will abandon you too. Sincerely Myspace"
This is a famous tweet I have seen so many times on twitter . I am not so sure I agree with Myspace, well till I see Facebook getting abandoned too. Although I used to go to Myspace often I never ever created a personal page as I never thought I needed one. Furthermore Myspace is really for people looking to pursue a music career, and although I have been told more than twice that I have a nice singing voice I am not so sure about making it a career (I mean everyone has a nice voice in the shower and when singing in church). Yes I have been in choir and done a few solos but that was when I was more selfless.

I have used Facebook for almost 6 years now. There are very few traces of things I had put up initially and I frequently clear things off from my profile. I remember the early days of Facebook it was like a form of heroine. I was an addict!, I would update my status often, upload pictures mostly of me posing in my room. I kept intouch with friends wrote on their walls, commented on their pictures, posts, etc. I would read friends wall to wall and find out random information that I would use for nothing. I joined a number of interesting groups. I was so pleased with the fact that I could reconnect with long lost friends. Its was an invitation to peoples cyber life's. 6 years on I am now less active on Facebook, less openly expressive and most of my Facebook conversations happen inbox and not on my wall. I upload pictures sparingly and try to be discreet about my life in the most possible way. I hardly write on friend's walls and hardly update my status. And I am now more cautious about what I comment on Facebook because it would broadcast on my friend's newsfeed. I try to be as inactive as I can, I even removed my wall for a about year because I knew people would not make an effort to inbox unless it was very important. And also I feel that what people write on Facebook sometimes is superficial because they know other people will see it, but in inbox I realise that people are more real, relaxed and less pretentious.Sometimes on Facebook I laugh when I see what people that I know quite well post. I am thinking no no no that is so not you, you do not sound like that.

Below I have categorised 6 different Facebook identities that interest, bewilder and even annoy me.

The Religious Facebooker: Every status of this type of Facebook user is religious (may be a quote from the Bible or Koran). This person writes long posts giving religious advices subliminally telling us they are spiritually ahead of us and are in the position to preach the word. This person also goes round liking every religious post they see on Facebook. They comment on all religious posts they see on their newsfeed giving their own insight on the particular topic. Some of them also have some Facebook applications that post religious posts on all their friends newsfeed. This sort of person normally has conservative pictures on Facebook, nothing scandalous (hallelujah! we prefer it that way no one wants to see the half naked born again). This person normally blocks their tagged pictures so we do not see that they also have fun, (and if their tagged pictures show there will be boring anyway as they would untag all the interesting stuff). Please I hope this does not mislead anyone to thinking that I am not religious, as I am a devoted Christian but some of these people just come across as hypocritical to me and just plain annoying (especially when you find out certain true unflattering things about them).

'My life is so interesting' Facebooker: Okay when I am bored this is my favourite type of Facebooker, but when my life is moving smoothly not so much. This person will upload pictures every week of all their adventures. These pictures always comprise of the same group of friends, doing exactly what they do every weekend just in different clothes. This person gives updates of their life on their status, like 'yesterday night was fun' and then the friends who you know through the weekly pictures will all come and comment on the status and by the time you are done reading all the comments you know exactly how 'yesterday night' went. This person puts up the current youtube videos on their wall (by current I mean the youtube video that is going viral globally at the particular point in time). Well for those boring days you my dear are my favourite Facebooker.

Political/News reporter Facebooker: First of all thank you for keeping me so updated. I actually appreciate the efforts of this Facebooker constantly posting all the important news and events happening in the world. Some choose certain things in the news to always post about , some post about sports (football, basket ball, tennis, cricket), some post about the hilarious parts of the news (like prime minister in sex scandal), some post all the financial news (like Goldman Sachs invests in Facebook), some post the political news (like will America re-elect Obama), and some focus on a particular country(like Nigeria, UK, Palestine, China, Japan, India). Then sometimes if you read the comments on such posts you see interesting debabtes going on between friends and colleagues. Its always the same people that comment on these peoples posts and its just very interesting if the particular post in question interests you. Keep up the good work! although sometimes I want to tell you to go find a job in CNN and leave us on Facebook alone.

"Why so serious" Facebooker: This person has their whole CV on their Facebook profile. They are also a combination of the 'religious Facebooker' and the 'political and news reporter' Facebooker. All their statuses are so serious and apparently deep. They try to sound intellectually able and use very big words all the time. They only comment on serious and deep Facebook posts. They definitely have a picture of them receiving an award on Facebook. Why so serious especially if you are still that young (by young I mean below 60). I am not even going to waste time writing about this person because life is too short and I wish they realised that too.

Empty Facebooker: This person's last update on Facebook was 5 months ago. The last three wall posts which are about 1 month old all say basically the same thing 'where are you'. You have seen all the pictures on the profile before as they are all about 2 years old. The tagged pictures on this profile are all blocked, basically its a dead end. The ironic thing is that some of these so called empty Facebookers log on everyday and even stalk you that cannot get any update from them. You think you can fool me that you actually have a life interesting enough to avoid Facebook. Okay I do admit you have fooled me keep it up!.

No game plan Facebooker: you never know what to expect from this Facebooker. Everything they post is so intriguing and unique. You do not even realise that you look out for their posts on Facebook and their comments on other peoples post. They have a sense of humour too. Infact they are all rounders they upload interesting different pictures that do not always feature the same people and place. They also put youtube videos, have the odd political post and even have some religious posts. You realise when this person has not done anything on facebook for a while as your news feed is just left with the other types of Facebookers. I like this Facebooker, interesting surprises never gets old. Although some of these Facebookers are pretentious as they are always trying to do the unexpected instead of relaxing and being themselves or being Empty Facebookers.

It is often said that if Facebook was a country it would be the largest country or second largest country in the world(something like that basically emphasizing how many people use Facebook). Facebook constantly changes its format to attract more users, but how long can they keep us glued to the blue world before we go somewhere else. May be next century Facebook would still be very active and will write back to Myspace saying "Dear Myspace, I wonder if you went to heaven when you died, tell me how it is there as I may never see it as I doubt I will ever die, Sincerely Facebook".

Wednesday 13 April 2011

Once in a while ...

~Once in a while~

1.drop a coin for the homeless guy on the street

2.smile at a complete stranger

3.give up your seat on the bus for the old lady

4.say a little prayer for the motherless babies

So little helps to make the world a better place...

Monday 14 March 2011

One of Those Messages

so long at first you are put off from reading
you leave it and come back in the evening
after the first line you are aware of your nervousness
take a deep breadth you can't stop now

you read every line slow enough to reason well
a few grammatical errors but the message is not lost
very strong words that pierce right through you
take a deep breadth you can't stop now

as you read you are aware of the writters feelings
words of love and hate all bundled up in pragraphs
you picture a flash of the last few years
take a deep breadth you can't stop now

you are done reading and feel a tear drop
is this actually meant for your two eyes and one heart
you read this long message a dozen more times
take a deep breadth you can't stop now

one of those messages everyone should dread to read
one of those messages you have no choice but read
one of those messages that you must reply but don't know how to
take a deep breadth you can't stop now


Monday 28 February 2011

Diary of a Glad African Woman -- Part 4


~Ka-Di --- My Rendition of Goodbye~

Goodbye in a sense can be by far the most distressing word in the English dictionary. It is what we say as a farewell. The word itself can be followed with a flood of mixed emotions. It could bring happiness, sadness, liberation, and even mourning. Many languages and cultures have their own translation of the word. The Thai say “la Korn”, the Italians say “arrivederci”, and the French say “au revoir”. My people the Ibibio’s closest rendition of the word is “Ka-di” which I translate to mean “Go and Come “. In essence my culture is not afraid to let go of family and loved ones. Instead we let them go and let them know our arms will be open to welcome them back. We love you, we would like you to stay but there is a whole other life for you to experience. Go and come back with fascinating stories, go and come back with gifts. Go and come back with help to save us all. Go and come back before my birthday, go and come back in the rainy season.

Ka-di does not mean the one parting will always come back in person. The soldier may come back in the form of a letter filled with beautiful parting words and memories of bravery. The one gone will come back in our minds in the form of delightful memories of wonderful adventures. You will see the person when you hear a song they very much loved. You will see the person when you recall who taught you how to read. You will see the person when you remember when they made you laugh or cry. Go in person, come back in my heart.

My Granddad has just completed a successful life. He had a fulfilling career as an Ambassador, started a wonderful family which will continue growing stronger and stronger for generations. He was a Christian faithful to his Catholicism beliefs. He was a Father who opened his home to many. He was a Son of his soil who aspired for the development of his community. I am grateful that in my lifetime I got to meet him and eat cashew nuts served by him. There is nothing dreadful about the death of a fruitful life. Dry your tears everyone, Granddad is off to the next episode of an interesting life series. While we may miss him, please welcome the culture of my people and tell him Ka-di. Go Granddad and come back in our hearts.

This is a real piece I wrote that was published in the programme of my Granddad's funeral of April 10th 2010...

Ibibio is a Nigerian tribe, find out more about the Ibibio culture on Wikipedia


Thursday 10 February 2011

Inspire me...Make me cry



Who is worse?? A suicidal person that plans to kill himself/herself any day from now. Or someone who does the very things that are bad for the health with consequences of side effects that can explode to something serious or even death. Personally I would go for the suicidal person because that person is sad and ending a life prematurely. However the negative indulging person is still as guilty of leading a life towards destruction. I am among one of the many negative indulging people. Indulging in the very things that I know are bad for me. Oh the consequences of some short term gains.

I wonder what goes through a suicidal persons mind. It is quite terrifying I imagine to be in such an emotional state. I pray to never be in such a position where I would let my self go to the world. No matter how bad things may be I hope the Lord gives me the strength to keep finding happiness.

I find myself in state where I am emotionally broke. By this I mean I lack emotion at the moment. I lack Inspiration, I lack passion for anything. Things that used to make me happy do not have that much impact on me now. Things that used to make me angry do not anymore. I need to feel my heart beat, I want to be excited. I want to loose my voice from screaming so loud because I was so terrified of something or someone. Nothing scares me these days, no one upsets me anymore. I surprise myself with my reactions these days. I never even know what I will do next. Feelings that ran deep through me are not there anymore. I don't even dislike people anymore. I don't get offended anymore. I do not love anymore.

I have said I am soul searching, but what does that even mean. I know who I am, I know things that should make me happy. The fact that those very things don't make me happy now confuses me. I want to be inspired. I want to cry. I want to laugh. I want to get so angry. I want to feel something. I have to get my emotions back. I want to be me when I was 5. I was so innocent, so full of life and a cry baby. When I got upset I cried, I need those very tears now. I need to get out, I need to go find new things to inspire me...make me cry!!

Tuesday 18 January 2011

2 Glasses of a Bloody Mary!!!!


"serves us right for ordering a blasphemous drink"

I do like my alcohol, although I am not really into binge drinking. I actually like the taste of many different drinks. The story I am about to tell happened recently to me and my sister.

It happened on the day after Christmas which I believe is called boxing day. It was cold outside and we all of a sudden started craving cocktails. Down the road where we live there are lots of restaurants and quite a few pubs. We knew these places would not have cocktails but we still decided to go out in pursuit of satisfaction. We were not ready to leave the neighbourhood and travel to where we are sure of the best cocktails. So we walked down the road to about a 1 mile distance on one side and back on the other side. We entered all the restaurants asking if they served cocktails along with their food and they all said no. We asked in all the pubs and they all said no as well. Although in one of the pubs there was an interesting bartender with a Scottish accent who told us " sorry loves I can make em but we don't serve em so I cant make em". Because he was so nice we considered staying in that pub and ordering drinks from their menu. But then we decided not to as we might as well have gone back home where we had bottles of red wine and a bottle of Jack Daniels.

Instead of giving up and going back to our warm abode we continued on our pursuit. We found a turning on the main road that seemed to have a bit of life. We turned there and after a few steps found a very small pub. We went in and the owner of the pub was the one behind the bar a very jolly man who could be in his sixties. As we went in everyone in there turned to look at us, apart from the age gap of us and the people in the pub, there was also the fact that we were two black girls in an all white setting. We asked the Jolly pub owner if he served any cocktails, he said he did not know how to make them. So unlike the Scottish bar tender if he knew how to make them he would have because he was the owner of the pub. And then one of the guys in the pub spoke out that he knew the recipe of "sex on the beach" so he came up to explain to the pub owner. The pub owner listened attentively then said he could not do it because he did not have a shaker. Then the pup owner looked at us and said "Oh but off-course I make a decent Bloody Mary". This is where my story begins.

On the spot it did not occur to us the ingredients of a Bloody Mary as we had never had it before. It was either the fact that the man was so jolly and nice, the fact that everyone in the pub was friendly, or the fact that our alternative would be to go home, whatever it was we agreed and ordered a glass each. It was until he started mixing the drinks that we realised that it was going to be a difficult experience, but by now it was too late to pull back. His ingredients were as follows:
  • 2 shots of vodka/glass
  • 1 mini bottle of tomato juice/glass
  • A bit of tobasco sauce/glass

My facial expression could have probably told anyone what was going through my mind. I have never been a fan of tomato juice and I could not imagine how it was going to taste with tobasco sauce. But trust the jolly man, while mixing was telling us stories of his pub, his son that is also a bartender, how cheap his pub is compared to most west end pubs and so on. He was so nice and excited about the drinks he was mixing that we felt no matter how bad it tasted we owed it to him to drink it. He gave us our drinks and was like tell me what you think? I took a gulp of what I would in future call my worst drink ever. However I told him that it was really nice as I felt it would crush him if I said otherwise. My sister did same and then we got out our blackberries and started chatting with each other.
me: omg this is horrible
sister: I can't drink any more lets go
me: lets try a bit, what a waste of money
sister: why on earth did he put tobasco sauce
me: it is like drinking cold stew
sister: .....
me: we could have stayed home we have drinks
sister: ....
me: how do we leave without offending him
sister: I just can't drink any more

While this chat was going on this man was still talking to us and asking us about our life's. Meanwhile the only thing on our minds was how to get the hell out of there. I kept on forcing myself on gulps. Then luckily his cellphone rang (saved by the bell) ,he picked up and started engaging in a conversation. Almost immediately we smiled at him stood up and made our exist very quickly. We left behind half empty glasses or half full glasses which ever way you prefer. Once we got outside and started heading home, we were both giving renditions of how bad the drink was. Why on earth should a drink have tobasco sauce!!! Why didn't we order a regular like vodka and coke or gin and tonic!!! who sent us there!!! and in the midst of this my sister bursts out "serves us right for ordering a blasphemous drink" That had to be the funniest statement I had heard in a long time. But come to think of it why is the drink called Bloody Mary, is there an origin behind it?! The drink should be called Vodka, spice and Tomato or something more appropriate. Mary makes me think of the earthly mother of Jesus and I am wondering what did she ever do to drink inventors.

Never again will I have this drink, however I would not erase that experience if I had the chance. It ended up being a pretty amazing boxing day after all.