One Month In!

Disclaimer: This is not a sequel to Tracy yes there’s a sequel or there will be….one day…when I get around to it :D.

apple crumble

sponge cake

So, it’s been a mighty fun month! To be honest when I boarded my flight a month ago, I was more excited than scared but there was Still some fear. Fear of the unknown I guess. Since I got here though, I’ve had more than enough reason to let go of that fear.

For one thing everyone here is so friendly it’s incredible. Part of my anxiety when I was leaving home was from all the things I had read or heard about how unfriendly people are in the UK. Not like I was expecting a rolled out welcome mat at Heathrow but I wasn’t exactly looking forward to having my head chewed off for asking directions some place.

And then there’s the free food! There was so much of it in the first two weeks I literally felt myself packing on the pounds and not in any of the good places if you know what I mean ;). Since I prefer my pounds in cash and not body mass I promptly joined the gym and although I wake up most days with aches in all sorts of places I figure it’s a fair price to pay for all the delicious food I’ve been consuming. So it’s been zumba three times a week and aerobics once a week just so I can eat all those glorious desserts without having to see visions of myself having to be rolled off the plane when I eventually return.

There was the dinner for international students the first night we got in aand the breakfast the next morning then the buffet dinner that evening buffet breakfast the morning after and then the International Student ball that night which was really marvelous. I did nearly go blind from some of the outfits but that’s par for the course really with these types of events isn’t it?

There was also a BBQ organized by one of the chaplains and where there’s chicken…..¬†ūüėĬ†Anyways I literally attended so many events with free food in this first month I had friends from home asking me if I was sure I was away at school and not on holiday. Although the flow of food has since trickled down to the barest minimum now there’s of course the cottage lunch organized every Sunday which I wouldn’t miss for the world. Imagine that for a donation of ¬£2 you get to eat a very filling home cooked meal and have the most amazing of desserts like chocolate mudpies, chocolate sponge cakes covered in chocolate sauce and ice cream, apple crumbles etc and best of all seconds are available! Best believe I’m in there every single Sunday rain or shine, ¬£2 in hand.

With all that’s been going on I haven’t even had the time to be homesick. I do miss being able to just drive anywhere I want and being able to have dinner with friends (you know yourselves :*) whenever I wanted to see them and Starbites! Oh how I miss that spicy avocado chicken wrap and the jerk chicken. Other than that though it’s been a good month. I also miss my gentleman of a brother opening doors for me and holding my bag (when there was something in the bag for him of course).

I have made tons of friends of various nationalities and there’s been nights at the KPA (the Postgraduates bar), lunch in town, a few shopping trips, etc. I’m certainly looking forward to seeing the fireworks and hopefully a trip with some of my course mates if that does work out. If this month is anything to go by though, I can’t wait to see what the other months hold!

PS: If this post didn’t tell you anything at all, the morale of the story is FOOD, FOOD, and more FOOD please and thank you ūüėÄ

Lots of love,

AJ :*



Hello people! I know it’s been a while but I hope this more than makes up for my long silence ūüôā enjoy!


Tracy looked at the filthy probably smelly guy that had suddenly appeared at her car window, wondering where he had appeared from since he hadn’t been there a mere 5 seconds before. Just as she was rolling down she was jolted with the realization that under all the filth, she knew that face. At first she thought it was because she often saw him on that same stretch of road smoking cigarettes, the cigarette stick being the only clean thing about him. Until it hit her how she really knew him. Joojo? She said furtively. The look of shock on his face was enough confirmation for her. It was him. Thankfully the light turned green at that precise moment and she used the opportunity to speed off, so overwhelmed by different emotions the thought of stopping at the nearby bus stop so she could talk to him never occurring to her.

¬†“I swear it was him!” she said to her friend Enyo some 45 minutes later. After seeing Joojo she couldn’t bring herself to continue her journey and 30 minutes later she found herself parked outside her bestfriend’s gate, now calling to find out if she was actually in. Enyo had barely opened the door when Tracy asked her if she remembered Joojo.

¬†“Joojo as in Joojo Quansah?” Enyo asked, understandably surprised her friend was dredging up memories from a chapter of their lives both of them had tried hard to forget over the last decade.

“Yes” Tracy replied. “The almighty Joojo Quansah, now clothed in rags and filth.”

“I just can’t wrap my mind around the idea” Enyo said, “who’d have ever imagined”.

Tracy sighed heavily, her mind drawn to the time 10 years ago when she had told Joojo she was ending things with him. Remembering the scorn in his eyes still gave her chills. The way his entourage had laughed with him at her expense when he called her boring.

“Plenty more where you came from” he had said, gesturing towards the scantily clad girls strewn all over the room, most of them hoping to catch his eye.

Of everything he said that day; Tracy remembered that statement had hit the hardest, seeing as he was the one that had relentlessly pursued her, refusing to accept no for an answer.

She felt a tug on her arm that brought her back to the present,

“Earth to Tracy” Enyo said, “don’t tell me you’re imagining what your babies would have looked like”.

Rather than tell her what she had actually been thinking, Tracy laughed off her accusation and discretely steered the issue towards other matters


Two days later she was driving down that same stretch beside the 37 military hospital when she spotted him from afar. Without consciously realizing what she was doing she parked at the nearest bus stop, and only when she got out and was locking the car did she acknowledge what she was about to do, her courage nearly deserting her. She stood rooted to the spot for a minute, talking herself into walking towards him.

“What’s the worse that can happen?” she rationalized to herself as she walked towards him.

She waited till she was right behind him and then tapped him. He turned almost aggressively and then stopped short when he saw her. For a fleeting moment she thought he had recognized her and started to smile but her smile immediately dropped when the next thing out of his mouth was ‚Äúmoney for cigarette madam, me I no go lie you, ibe cigarette I want buy‚ÄĚ he continued in the pidgin English people of his caliber often resorted to.

‚ÄúJoojo it‚Äôs me‚ÄĚ she said, ‚ÄúTracy, don‚Äôt you remember me?‚ÄĚ

‚ÄúTracy who?‚ÄĚ was his arrogant reply as he stormed off, muttering about people who wasted time with talk rather than giving the money they were meant to.

Undaunted, she followed him, ‚Äúwe were in university together‚ÄĚ she tried to remind him. ‚ÄúWe dated in level 100‚ÄĚ.

All she got was a ‚Äúleave me alone‚ÄĚ before he crossed to the other side of the road and left her looking at him, mouth agape.



Tracy got out of her brand new Kia Optima. If any of her achievements in the past 6 years filled her with pride, this was it. It had almost cleaned out her account but it was totally worth it. She loved the sleek lines of the car and the silver colour she had chosen. She checked her reflection one last time, making sure every¬†hair was in place and her lipstick was still sharp. This was her first meeting with these people and she’d be damned if she didn’t leave them with¬†a good first impression. She considered it a great compliment that they had requested her specifically to be the primary consultant on this case. Her boss had been very mysterious about who she was meeting and the nature of the job. Once her boss had agreed however, she had no fears about the meeting as he was fiercely protective of her. She walked briskly to the entrance, checking her reflection once again when she got to the glass door. With a flip of her hair, she pushed the door open- using as it turned out much more force than required so that rather than the elegant walk she had intended entering the room with, she found herself stumbling into the room. As if that wasn’t enough, she righted herself and lifted her head only to find herself face to face with Joojo Quansah.

Happy New Year!

I know I’m late, 19 days into the year and all of that but still, HAPPY NEW YEAR! How’s 2014 treating you so far? How many resolutions have you broken? 50%, 100%? Don’t feel bad, it’s par for the course. lol. It’s whyI don’t make any to be honest.¬†I ended 2013/ entered 2014 with every intention of doing a post on gratitude, gratitude to God and to the people around us. To God because He is all round awesome as is to be expected ūüôā¬†and the people around us because when people are with you all the time it’s so easy to take for granted the little sacrifices they make for you.

2013 was a great year for me although to be honest I didn’t realize it from the start. It was a year when a lot of my worries were sorted before I could properly worry about them -(and if you know me at all, then you know I’m a complete worry wart, constantly worrying about any and everything)- sometimes even before I could pray about them. So when I listened to a sermon on gratitude and all of that at the end of the year, I realized how ungrateful I had been, being quick to say thank you when the going was good and then going back whining when things got a little tough. Needless to say I was immediately filled with vim (and any other soap name that also means energy)¬†fully determined to adopt an attitude of gratitude, show people more how much their actions meant to me etc. etc. I had it all figured out, 2014 was going to be all about gratitude and what not.

Then 2014 came. Laughing in my face. Let’s just say it hasn’t been a bed of roses. Suddenly I had forgotten all those plans I made, and often rather than thank you, I caught myself asking why?¬†And¬†it’s only been 19 days, well 20 but today hasn’t exactly ended has it? Almost lost a friendship (one that means a lot to me by the way) in the first few days but thankfully that didn’t happen, etc. etc. etc. and it was tough to stay thankful those times.

Basically, in less than a month, 2014 has taught me, that it’s not as simple as saying I’m going to be thankful, I need to actually work at it. So for the rest of this year, I’m going to work on staying thankful, no matter the curveballs life throws my way and learn to trust that God will work it all out for my good- I’ll let you know how that goes. In the meanwhile, here’s to hoping 2014 turns out to be everything you expected it to be and even more.


Oh and you should check out Hebrews 11 sometime ūüôā


Hey! So I know it’s been ages since I put anything up but I hope you’ll find this worth the wait. It was inspired by Pink’s just give me a reason. Enjoy.



“Have I told you how much I love you?” Nathan said, inching in closer. Bree looked up from the book she was reading, a little surprised ‘cos she thought he was sleeping and then more surprised cos he was still sleeping.

“I try to find the words to describe it but then I find myself at a loss for words. I love you babe” he continued and snuggled in further.
I should have known he was still sleeping Bree thought, putting her book aside and turning off her lamp. Nathan was never this expressive with her, especially in the last few months when their relationship had fallen into a boring lull. She didn’t mind hearing it this way though, made it all the more real.
When she was falling asleep a few minutes later, she still had a smile on her face, and now Nathan’s arm round her mid-section.

She found him in the kitchen the next morning, already dressed for work. She stood at the door for a moment, unnoticed and studied him as he wolfed down his cereal before going in.
“Morning love” she said, still feeling quite chipper from his declaration the previous night.
“Morning” he replied shortly, no hint of the love from the previous night.
Taken a bit aback she turned to look at him, pausing for a moment from grabbing the milk from the fridge. He looked up just in time to catch her looking at him and as if that was a cue he grabbed his bowl and bag, dumped the bowl in the sink and and gave her a perfunctory peck on the cheek before heading out.
Just like that Bree felt the high spirits she had woken up with deflate and rather than the leisurely breakfast she had envisioned she quickly finished a bowl of of cereal and then dressed up for work.

At work she found herself restless, thinking about the sharp contrast between Nathan’s love declarations the night before and his attitude that morning.
“Penny for your thoughts” she heard behind her, making her jump in her seat. She looked behind her to see Nelly looking at her from her cubicle which was adjacent to her own.
“You seem to be a million miles away” Nelly said.Knowing how fast her life’s story would spread if she let out a word of it to Nelly, she laughed and told a mundane joke, more to get her mind off her woes than for Nelly’s sake even. For the rest of the day she ploughed through her work, trying her best not to think of Nathan and his recent coldness.

Before the clock struck five Bree was up and packing, in a hurry to get home before Nathan and luxuriate in a bubble bath with a glass of wine. As she packed, she reminisced about the early part of their relationship when Nathan would meet her up after work and they’d have a few drinks and then a meal before or even watch a movie before they each went home. Sometimes she wondered if she hadn’t made a big mistake agreeing to move in with him.

Two hours and a long soak in the bath later, she got downstairs to find Nathan was already stretched on the couch, no longer in his workclothes meaning he’d been home for a while.
“Didn’t hear you come in” she said to him, surprised he hadn’t even come upstairs to say hi.
“Didn’t want to disturb you” he replied, looking a little sheepish.
“When is that ever disturbing?!” Bree asked him, her voice rising a little higher than she would have liked.
It didn’t help either that Nathan’s next reply was to tell her to calm down.
Without another word, she turned and went upstairs, trying to break away from her tag of being the confrontational one. Halfway up the stairs she found herself doing a 360, almost against her will and headed back to the hall.
“I’m tired of this Nathan” she said. “I don’t much longer I can take this”
“Take what exactly?” was Nathan’s reply.
“This…this..coldness between us” she sputtered. “I know we’ve never been an expressive couple but lately things seem so off” she continued.
“They do? it’s all in your mind babe” he said, pulling her into his arms.
“Nothing’s off, I still feel the same; or have they changed for you?” he asked, nibbling on her ear.
Bree just let out a sigh
“You know they haven’t” she replied, snuggling in closer. She tried to remember the last time they had done something like this and she couldn’t even remember.

Two hours later. with Nathan asleep by her side, she was just about to put her book away and turn off her night light when she heard Nathan mumble something. Eager to hear what he would say this time, she inched in closer, her book and night light all but forgotten.

“I’ve never felt this way about anyone before” he said, making Bree smile. She was just thinking about how she would always wait for Nathan to sleep first so she could hear him say all the things he wouldn’t say when he was wide awake when she heard him say

“I love you..Maame Esi”.

Feeling as if she had just taken a bullet to the heart, Bree shot out of the bed and landed him a hot slap.

100 Truths about AJ

Yes yes, this blog was supposed to help me overcome my¬†laziness¬†writer’s block and what not and yet I haven’t posted in a minute..well more than a minute but I’m posting now aren’t I? Anyways while I’m waiting for my creative juices to flow once again (or my laziness to magically disappear so I complete one of my drafts), I saw this 100 truths thingy on a number of blogs and thought I should try my hands at it. So here you go, 100 things you may or may not have previously known about me :-D.


1. Last Drink: Pineapple juice (last night)

2. Last phone call: Kwamena Hazel (@kayhazel) does it count if I missed it? lol

3. Last text message: Last whatsapp more Bernard Tetteh (@BTetteh)

4.¬†Last song I listened to:¬†I don’t really remember which was last, but I remember Battle scars ft. Lupe Fiasco and Blurred Lines being on the play list.

5. Last time I cried:¬†Probably at my grandmum’s funeral like 3 weeks ago.


6. Dated someone twice: Nope

7. Been Cheated on:¬†I don’t think so. lol

8. Kissed someone: take a wild guess

9. Lost someone special: definitely.

10. Been depressed: Super sad, yes. Idk if it got to a level you could call depression though

11. Been drunk and threw up: Never ever, not even the drunk part alone.


12. erm..Purple?

13. Red

14. Pink

15. Yellow

sidebar: Red/pink for the lipstick ūüėÄ as for purple and yellow…..well they asked for four so… -___-


16. Made new friends: yup not a lot though

17. Fallen out of love: uhuh

18. Laughed until you cried: Several times! My friends can be pretty silly

19. Met someone who changed you:¬†didn’t exactly change me

20.¬†Found out who your true friends were:¬†umm… I guess not….they’re all still here…virtually especially the besties.

21.¬†Found out someone was talking about you:¬†Don’t people always? *conceited* lool

22.¬†Kissed anyone on your friends list:¬†err which friends list?? No. No I haven’t (I’m not lying!)

23.¬†How many people on your friend‚Äôs list do you know in real life: This friend’s list again! Anyways I really can’t tell.¬†

24.¬†Do you have any pets:¬†They’re not mine exactly…

25.¬†Name something you CANNOT wait for:¬†ermm…idk I’m a pretty patient gal :p

25.¬†Do you want to change your name:¬†Nope! I looovee eeet! There was a point in time I thought it’d be nice to have an english name though.

sidebar #2:¬†sheesh! this is more work than I thought. Maybe I should have completed one of those drafts after all. ūüė•

26.¬†What did you do for your last birthday:¬†Dinner with a friend ūüėČ

27.¬†What time did you wake up today:¬†6 something (a.m). When I was up virtually half the night. Don’t look at me, ask these eyes that don’t like to stay shut.

28.¬†What were you doing at midnight last night:¬†Sleeping like nor…nvm (what? the half the night thing was later on)

29. Last time you saw your father: Like 4 days ago.

30.¬†What is one thing you wish you could change about your life:¬†Nothing actually. It’s been awesome so far thank you Almighty.

31. What are you listening to right now: sexy love РNe Yo

32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Doubt I know any

33.¬†What‚Äôs getting on your nerves right now?:¬†It’s a long story

34. Most visited webpage:

35. Current city: Accra, Ghana
36. Nicknames: AJ, msMarlinPotter
37. Relationship Status: Single.
38. Zodiac Sign: Sagittarius

39. Male or female or transgendered:  Female!
40.¬†Primary School: ¬†Sap’s School, eventually. (There was Jack & Jill, St. Anthony’s odorkor, Daras before then)

41.¬†Middle School:¬†0_0 erm…still Sap’s.¬†

42.¬†High school:¬†St. Mary’s, Korle gonno¬†

43. Hair color:  Brownish. What they call colour

44. Long/medium/short: long

45.¬†Height:¬†5″something x_x Idk for sure.
46.¬†Do you have a crush on someone:¬†I could name several ūüėČ
47.¬†What do you like about yourself:¬†Loads of things but I’m not going to blow that horn
48. Piercings: one on each earlobe.

49. Tattoos: None

50. Righty or Lefty: Righty


51. First Surgery: no surgery as yet

52.¬†First Piercing:¬†erm…I was too young to keep track

53. First Best Friend: Linda Akorful if I remember correctly.

54.¬†First Sport you Joined:¬†Never ‚Äėjoined‚Äô a sport. I am totally not the sporty kind.¬†

55. First Pet: Never owned a pet.

56.¬†First Vacation:¬†I’m guessing it was after my first term in nursery. Or they didn’t mean that kind? -_-
57. First Concert: ei does GH Rocks count? If yes, two or three years ago, GH Rocks. If no, then yes, my life Keep it moving.

58. First Crush: This just became 99


59. Eating:¬†I’m chewing gum ¬†x_0

60. Drinking: nothing

61. Already missing:¬†ūüėÄ

62.¬†I’m about to:¬†Check out my reader on wordpress
63. Listening to: My Boo РUsher/ Alicia Keys
64. Thinking about: Loads of things
65. Waiting for: nothing/ no one


66. Want kids: Yes.
67. Want to get married: Yuup!
68. Careers in mind: Psychologist



69. Lips or eyes: Lips -_-
70. Hugs or kisses: Both! (sue me!)
71. Shorter or taller: Taller!

72.Older or Younger: Older ^_^
73. Romantic or spontaneous: Romantic
74. Nice stomach or nice arms: Stomach [no potbellies] lol
75. Sensitive or loud: Sensitive
76. Hook-up or relationship: Relationship
77. Trouble maker or hesitant:  Hesitant


78. Drank hard liquor: ^_^
79. Lost glasses/contacts: 
Nope, no eye issues, never needed those.
80. Kissed on 1st date: 
81: Broken someone’s heart: 
You’ll have to ask ’em
82. Had your own heart broken: 
>_>   <_<
83. Been arrested: 
Kinda, for the most ridiculous you know how this Ghana police can be. lol
84. Turned someone down: Yes
85. Cried when someone died: Yah
86. Liked a friend that is of the same sex: Nope.

87.¬†Yourself:¬†Not as often as I’d like
88. Miracles: Yes!
89. Love at first sight: Idk I guess.
90. Heaven: Yes!!
91. Santa Claus: Does any Ghanaian my age?

92. Kissing on the first date: Nope
93. Angels: Yes.

ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:¬†but isn’t that the whole point?
94. Is there one person you want to be with right now?: maybe
95. Had more than one boyfriend/girlfriend at one time?: No
96. Wish you could change things in your past?: Loads of things.

97. Are you seriously happy with where you are in life?: Yup!


98. Author:¬†Marian Keyes! I love her style and she’s funny!

99. Song: Changes aalll the time!

100. Are you posting this as 100 Truths?:  Yup!

Ha! Finally! All done! There you have it! 100 things you didn’t know about me. Or did you? lol

#Dear Future Husband

I thought this was awesome! hope you think so too after reading

Memoirs of a Woman with Chutzpah

 My one&only husby,

I‚Äôm hoping you read this but even if I haven‚Äôt met you, I know I will soon. We‚Äôve all been waiting for you for a while now. What‚Äôs keeping you? Was your flight delayed or are you too busy making our millions? My aunties keep asking, my mum keeps praying and even my father has a look in his eyes these days like ‚ÄúOh girl, how far? Wetin dey happen?‚ÄĚ I used to tell them you were on the next bus coming into town but then I realised that my future husband would have a car and not just one of those that went toh-toh-toh with thick exhaust fumes and body-odor laced wind-conditioning. Also he would not be a johnny-just-come so brothers in the village or who recently moved to town please do not see me in a vision or ask pastor about me.

My dear husband…

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Trotro Blues

If there‚Äôs one thing I¬†didn’t¬†count on when I was entering the world of work, it‚Äôs probably how much time I was going to have to spend in public transport, especially trotros on my way to and from work.

Have you ever sat in a trotro that has only 2 functioning windows? Who am I kidding;¬†I’ve¬†probably just described almost every 207 trotro that plies our road these days. Woe betide you if you somehow find yourself seated next to that girl who has conveniently forgotten her weave has been sitting atop her head for over two months and needs to come off. I believe I don‚Äôt need to continue. You catch my drift abi?

And it’s not just the windows too. With these two eyes, I have seen a trotro with a gaping round hole between the two middle rows, right where passengers are supposed to put their feet. Oh well, I suppose the driver thought with only two functioning windows, the passengers will need a bit of a breeze around their legs to cool them down, what do I know?

There was this one time too I rushed into a trotro, heaving a sigh of relief to be finally out of the rain because I¬†didn’t¬†have an umbrella that day only to¬† realize the roof of the trotro was leaking -_-. What made the whole thing even more ridiculous was the mate did not understand why passengers¬†wouldn’t¬†just sit on the soaked seats and kept stopping to try and load more passengers. He was very cross when the passengers on board¬†wouldn’t¬†budge for the new passengers to sit but like the Akans say ‚ÄúGive it to me and I don‚Äôt have, who‚Äôs stronger?‚ÄĚ so he just had to stop, accept his lot and stop trying to load the passengers.

Then there’s the livestock. I kid you not. It’s bad enough to be sharing your seat with all manner and size of roaches like I had to sometime back. Or even a real live chicken, clucking and turning away the whole journey, leaving you with your heart in your mouth throughout, especially when you find out your stop is before the chicken owner’s. For this one girl though the last straw was when she had to share her seat with a goat of all things. Suffice to say she has never taken trotro again.

Did I mention the girl with the smelly weave already? Oh wait, seems I did. Okay, what is it with the mates who seem to only take a bath once a leap year? For some reason they don’t realize that their BO status has moved from a slightly funky to poisonous gas levels and if you are unfortunate enough to share the same seat you’ll probably reach your¬† destination feeling slightly¬† nauseous and disoriented with a side of migraine. It’s like for the love of God keep your arms down!!

Then there’s the sticky bodies of the other passengers, the guy in the suit who coughs so hard you’re wondering if you shouldn’t head straight to the hospital to check your T.B status when your ride, however long/short is over, the drama never ends!

Oh and is it just me or these trotros seem to break down at the most inconvenient times¬†and at the most inconvenient of places? Like on the day when you leave home with barely enough time to get to work on time or just in time for that cute boy in your area to spot you standing by the side while the other passengers are in the process of ‘wonsi mpia’ . Now If you’re anything like me you probably move as far away as possible with immediate alacrity, hoping to quickly remove any trace of an association with the situation behind you. Unfortunately the other passengers hardly ever get the message and they will! just to tell you to go back for your money from the mate. At this point I usually find myself wishing that the ground will just open up and swallow me but if wishes were horses and all that right?

Anyways have you ever had a trotro experience that left you cringing or wishing you could buy a car the very next day, or maybe was just plain hilarious? Leave a comment ūüôā