I was reading Verastic's blog and I stumbled upon this Yotaro. Hmmm...I must to talk on this one oh. Well, this Yotaro is a robot that was created by the Japanese to create more parental feelings in Japanese couples and encourage them to decide to have babies inshort a baby stimulator. Apparently the Yotaro does most things a baby does except shit...and we all know that shit stink, and if you havn't dealt with baby shit before a Yotaro cannot help you understand one. Anyone that gets pregnant due to this Yotaro is going to have the shock of their lives when they give birth...babies can cry, babies just wont sleep at night, babies get sick, babies are not easily placeted with just a touch on the forehead, baby giggles dont come cheap-you've got to pull a lot of stunts to entertain them, babies wear diapers and we all no say pampers no cheap for market, babies need food...babies grow up. I dont see the Yotaro fitting into this bill.
It also seems like this Yotaro is a crippled robot baby cos he no go fit stand up...always laying down (Olorun maje!). Another thing I find with this robot is that the head is too big abeg...hammer head of horror...to me it does not look like a baby, it will not awaken any oshi mother tendencies in me - It simply will not werk for me. It looks like a toy I could give to my unborn daughter...but wait on second thot i won't give it to my child cos heaven knows the Yaroto is quite scary.
More intersting is the fact that Japan's birth rate is low hence the government is trying to boost the population of the nation, and they also pay you approximately US $150 just to born pikin and they will pay for the pikin school fees...Plx they should come and adopt kids from 9ja. Why am I not Japanese sef??? Nne imagine that they will pay me and my husband that money to rub bodi ... we won't spend money on contraceptives niyen. And that means my moni go multiply if na twins I born...better yet triplets? ahh see market oh. Japanese government go je gbese cos I would be popping out babies from my kini like a drunk Father Christmas.
I agree that this is a wonderful invention by the Japanese (standing ovation) but I doubt that this Yotaro robot will induce people to want to have babies...it just might make them tripple up condoms and take overdose of contraceptives...cos that tin be like winch...see as d tin be...its too big and doesn't look like a baby to me....it looks like a cuter version of Chucky. If I want to feel parental I get always get a dog-Barbie awakens more motherly tendencies in me jor.
Can the Yotaro awaken any parental feeling in you?
To those who do not understand what a nigga moment is I will do the honour enlightening of you – “a nigga moment is when ignorance overwhelms the mind of an average male - to put it plainly, they act like niggas”...Urban Dictionary. This is sooo typical of a nigga moment; it can be caused by something as little as what happened today and you know I will yarn you the tory. It’s been a long time I saw a bunch of 9ja folks in one place, so I was pretty excited. It was a friend’s baby dedication – an igbo family dedicating their twin girls. So you know how the levels dey naw. After escourting dem to church to dedicate the pikins, the real dedication is when we do bumper to bumper go their house. You know how we 9ja do naw. There was pepper soup, jollof rice, fried rice, egusi and eba...that’s A LOT of Nigerian food if you are married to a Grenadian lady and live in Grenada. I quickly settled down to demolishing he different 9ja delicacies, I chop round one, round two well, enough for lunch and dinner. It was a pretty scene...the only thing missing was some Oliver de Coque playing in the background.
Nigga moment happens when we don chop belleful and were supposed to go home. Oya now we start hearing noises outside...a couple of “do you know who I am’s”, followed by some “who are you’s” . You know I kuku like aproko so I race downstairs to see what the cause of the bruhaha was and sure enuf it was my 9ja brotha’s at it. Oh no! Then I saw this 9ja man exchanging words with this oyinbo grenada girl and I’m like wtf? Some of his ‘brethren’ joined in, some aggravating the situation, and some trying to quench the fire. The main reason the bobo was shouting was that ‘this sumall is talking to me ANYhow’! Lol...the guy no know where we dey? They’ll call the popo on you!
I’ll explain the situation, the guy (visitor) parked his car in a residents allotted parking space, resident comes home, finds her space taken and she parks in a way that blocks everybody else from even moving out of the compound...I don’t know if she did it on purpose or not, but it’s annoying when you’ve had a hard day out and someone’s parked on your space. So she sends for the owner of the car and requested him to move his car, I don’t know if she did that politely or not, all I know his, 9ja dude was pissed off by the fact that he had to move his car and told her to park somewhere else...(imagine the nerve oh). She gets rightly pissed and decides not to move her car thereby holding approximately 15 cars hostage. And suddenly some of the nna men decide they wat to use their ekpu energy fighting. Nigga moment right there.
And I was wondering to myself, why didn’t the guy just apologise to the lady so this whole drama won’t have started in the first place? He was obviously in the wrong but his pride didn’t let him do that- instead he was telling her ‘do you know who I am’... and I’m saying in my mind “d chic don’t care, she just wants your bloody car out of her space!”. It took the pastor of the church (who followed too from church) to avert the nigga moment cos the babe don vex go inside her house, and some of the hotblooded 9ja dudes don dey provoke the more. How will that move the cars? Two wrongs don’t make a right, and the whole thing would have been averted totally if the guy in the wrong had just apologised. Simple ‘sorry Miss’ would have done it *Smh*.Now we have to give people one more bad thing to say about Nigerians. Why do Nigerian parties always end with someone breaking bottle or fighting? I’m so happy the moment was averted, if not what happened in 1988 would have reoccured -some people would have been deported fo sure. Sigh!
There are so many uneccessary things we can avoid if only we can just be humble enough to know when we are wrong and know when to apologise. Gragra no dey solve anything. (And I know i'm talking to myself too.lol)
I agree, it’s a beautiful day for so many activities but there is one that will never make it to my list- sky diving or bungee jumping. I’m not into sports, I think my best sporting is walking or running to catch the train! That’s the best I do. I was kinda bored and looking for an activity to do, someone mentioned boat sailing (good), surfing (I don’t know how to), but bungee jumping? (Oh hell noooooooooo!) - I’m bored NOT crazy!
I read in the paper’s a while ago about how two people (man n a young girl below 30 years) plunged to their deaths. The man was above 50 years old with about 30 years of experience in bungee jumping. Even though both of them were experienced in this sport along the way, their parachutes got intertwined during descent and they plummeted to their deaths. ‘Tis very sad and it happens often however there are people that still get away with this sport successfully.
As for me I don’t care. Extreme sports are what they are. Extreme. Pezin fit break head or die. To me it’s as good as trying to commit suicide. Why in the world will I jump off a cliff or an airplane ? I’m having a hard time sitting in one anyways (you know my fear of flying and my phobia for heights). A wise yoruba saying goes 'ayo lo ma n pa yan’... meaning it is over joyousness that kills people. It is only over joyousness that will make someone jump off a plane. See rough play oh. Na pesin wey don chop bellefull go carry theirsef go trowey from plane. I doubt that you would catch a typical 9ja folk doing that, imagine telling those people wey never chop for 2 days & dey huzzzle (not hustle) to make a living make dem go sky dive? Or bungee jump? Even if you pay them 10 billion pounds, dem no go gree.
This thing is a serious something oh cos more people are doing it every day even though they are aware of the dangers. The risks include; eye trauma,rope burn, uterine prolapse, dislocations, bruises, whiplash, pinched fingers and back injury...Now why would I want to do that? What if my enemy (not me) decides to bungee jump and the rope cut or a mishap? Hmmm...it’s not even funny!
I once asked someone why they think people do it and the response I got was “for the high”...Hmmm...I normally would not recommend this but if you want to get high please mix otapiapia and ogogoro...or smoke igbo...must you jump off a plane? I personally cannot see what is thrilling in getting a feel that you are 285 ft above the ground and might die. *Shaking My Head in Confusion *. I want to even ask, Is this a Christian thing to do? Is it morally or religiously right anywhere? I need answers please. Will someone who dies during a bungee jump go to heaven? WWJD? (What would Jesus Do?)
Bungee jumping or sky diving is not on my ‘50 things to do before I turn 50’; I can’t even find it on my list of ‘100 crazy things to do before I die’. Shuo! I know they say ‘NEVER say NEVER’ but on this one I say NEVER!!! . I won’t be begged to do it, I won’t be tempted and I can’t even be threatened to do it. I can’t fit. I would be tied to a tree and taken for deliverance if my parents ever hear I want to try such a thing.
I stumbled on oldies from the 70's and 80's and they brought back so much memories of my childhood in warri...lets have fun going thru them. This list is by no means exhaustive...just a taste of the oldies..you can always find more on youtube. Enjoy!
1.MIKE OKRI "OKPEKE
2. FELIX LIBERTY "IFEOMA"
3. ALEX ZITO "WALAKOLOMBO"
4 EDNA OGOLI "JEALOUSY"
5. RAS KIMONO "RUMBA STYLE"
6. MIKE OKRI "TIME NA MONEY"
7. BLAKKY "CAN I HAVE A DANCE ROSIE"
8. SHINA PETERS "ESE O"
9. JUNIOR & PRETTY "BOLANLE"
10. NEL OLIVER "WAJOO"
11. DONT KNOW ARTISTE OR NAME OF SONG BUT IT MUST BE PLAYED AT MY WEDDING!
HA! Its 20th of june oh, father's day!!! If you haff not call your papa, berra call him now before the man go disown you. Me I understand and know how to give honour to whom honour is due;I kiss the right ass. Me i haff buy my daddy his father's day gift since, like 1 month ago. Na him the money dey come from now (I have not gained independence yet), and giving to your daddy is like paying tithe. The man has money na, me I don't have kobo except the allawi he gives to me, ehen, so on father's day I give him 2% and then he is very happy, but he don forget say na him give me the money wey I use buy am present. And the good thing is?give and more shall be given unto you, maybe next time he might add jara to my pocket money (fingers crossed)
Father's dey try oh. I sat down and I just wonder how do they do it? Daddies hussle to provide for their children, and the monther or mother's as the case may be (for those carry overload). They buy you christmas cloth every year, pay your school fees and try's their best to send you to the bestest school they can afford. He make sure say he give your mother garri money- and if he no fit kasala go burst. He will also send money for inlaws, and his extended family that want to suck him dry like parasite, as if they have shares in his salary. All these he will do while trying to meet up with societal norms and status quo.
It was recently I started appreciating my fada too much. I hail the man. All you gotta do is pay electricity bill once and you will respect parents! Me and my siblings bin dey time daddy salary, immediatley we perceive they don pay am, the demands will start. "Daddy I want to retouch hair, and relax it, and then blow dry it, then buy weavon and pay for fixing, it will cost me 10k". Poor daddy not knowing the difference between relaxing and retouching will cough out the money sometimes grudgingly, sometimes not...never happily (lol...its not easy when u have to cough out that amount in a day for three daughters).
Dear daddy will send his children to school but they (children) will choose which school they want to attend. They want to go to expensive school, private university or travel to obodo oyinbo - which father no want better tin for their child?He wants his children to be butty not kpako, to be able to call him daddy not papa. For that reason he will go left, go right, sometimes borrow funds to make sure he pays your tuition in the process denying himself some luxuries. Imagine how he will feel if in the end you come back from school with big 'odo' wey dem draw eye, nose and ear put on your report card!! I remember when I used to fail maths, was there ever a time i didn't fail maths? My father go load me double decker slap...and I used to think he was wicked, but now I understand why...na money matter. lol
Dear daddy will give advice you can never get anywhere in the world. My dad's favourite quote is "There is time for everything".Lol. That quote works anyday and anytime."There is time for everything" was the answer to world hunger, the answer to all my greedy demands...indeed , for my father, there is time for everything...the time just wasn't now! Imagine if he allowed me do everything I wanted? water for don pass garri be dat, I for don cover yam ripe.
Imagine that after all these toilings, sending me to school, after all his investments, feeding me till I grow full bobbi and all my bodi don round well, one bobo will spot the ripe fruit in his compound and demand to pluck it! Its painful. And not only will the bobo come and take me and go, to add pepper to injury the bobo will immediately remove his name and replace it. Its not fair. So my father work for another pesin to chop be that? All these upbringing for him to hand me out to somebody else?I think I will cry on my wedding day and I think he will cry too. Even though when I was younger I used to believe I will race on gear 4 abi 5 to my husband's house without waving goodbye to daddy. Imagine such thoughts!
When I was looking for something to my papa - oooops! sorry dad (yeah, im butty like that) I was confused. Do you know how hard it is to find a gift for a dude? how much more the old man? I considered getting him a grandbaby but that would mean me carrying belle (total disgrace as im not yet married)...noooo. Okay, build my dad a house? how can i afford that???? He will start wondering if Im following aristo sef if I buy him anything that looks expensive. Mother's day was so easy...a pink apron with 'BEST MOMMY' did the job....I can't seem to find an apron for my dad! Well, at the end of the day I sha bought something but I won't tell, amebor. And I finally figured that the best gift to give my dad was to be the best me and to make is head swell with pride whenever he thinks of me! That entails graduating from Uni, getting a Phd (well he might be on a long tin with that one), getting a high paying job, settling down (d sweet part) and getting him little granbabies. Well there is time for everything :)
In conclusion, Daddy's are the worlds greatest, and mine is the world's bestest! and even if i dont say it everyday - I love you daddy dearest! And to all my friends who are new daddies out there...the road is tough, but God dey! lol. The song below is dedidcated to my daddy and every daddy! Remember this song??
I just finished watching the best yoruba movie i can ever remember watching and this movie made me cry (despite all my agidi-stronghead. I was fighting the tears, trying to give it odeshi). Which movie made me cry like this? hmmm the last i can remember is one bollywood movie like that, however we all know how emotional bollywood movies can get- with all the singing (sorrowful singing) and sad faces (i give it to them for being able to fetch emotions out of the wells called us). Well, this story is not about bollywood,but of the world we live in...Is it a man's world?
If you havnt watched any yoruba movie in your life I'll suggest that you start with Ohun Oko So'mida- Starring Sola Shobowale (many kisses and hugs to her....even smooches sef), Oga Bello and Pa Kasumu (erm....sorry google these names). Its the typical story we hear everyday, poor husband and wife, the wife forfeits her education to support her broke husband in school amidst many difficulties, he becomes succesful and when he don chop belleful he decides to take a second wife (I know some will say " what is new about this?"). Anyways, the ungrateful husband finally picks an ignorant okpelenge, divorces his wife, takes full custody of the kids AND withdraws every single kobo left in their JOINT ACCOUNT. The woman in question out of frustration (who wont be?) takes a gun and shoots the olodo okpelenge and her husband just days before their wedding and na so kata kata burst. You need to watch this movie to see the whole bruhaha unfold. I wish i could do one of those annoying adverts i see on tv.
First of all, this movie brought out two emotions within me, 1. Was pity for the woman and 2. Was rage- FULL-FLEDGED-ASS-KICKING-ALL-MEN-MUST-DIE-RAGE! I think im going to be on that rage for the next 24 hours or till i forget the movie. Someone said to me, that its a man's world out there and that the foolish husband is free to take another wife and that the woman is not the first that this is happening to so make she just gba kamu! in order words she should siddon. Well 'siddon look' na dog name and woman no be dog. Im just tired of these generalisations that condone and promote such arrant nonsensical behavior. The next persom to tell me that its normal for men to cheat will receive uppercut,fatality and K.O from me! (I need to transfer some of the rage somewhere na lol).When a man cheats they say he's just being a MAN but when a woman cheats na ashewo dem go dey sing follow am, why? why naw?
Secondly i was wondering whether this JOINT ACCOUNT matter na better tin sef becuase from what i have read, or seen, or heard, it brings so much wahala. One person always trys to be greedy and the other is left hanging. Odikwa very risky. I dont know if i can do joint account oh. A wise person once told me not to mix business with pleasure....my money is my business oh. Abeg everybody keep your money in your account puhleeeze! I kent shout! After ive sufferred and toiled ke? ha! Olorun maje! It would take a miracle to do JOINT ACCOUNT sha, but i dont support it. Ive never heard a good story about it.
Thirdly, all these small small girls that will be following people husband, I hope they learn from this movie - they want to reap cocoyam where they did not even clear bush - na thunder go flabuscatter you, Oloshi, oloriburuku's! (Pardon my french). I pray that they will be jamming women like Sola Sobowale's character that will just give them Ibon !(gun)...pishaaauuuuuun!!!!! Let them go and meet God and let them explain their foolishness and make devil use dem dance makossa. Haba, its not fair...to follow a man when you dont know his history! or where he got the money from. They just want to chop. Awoof dey pourge belle oh! Nuff Said!
Fourthly, all these yeye men, that forget the days of little beginnings I dunno what to say to you. If God no let you prosper naw, you go say na your ancestors dey worry you. Meanwhile na dem dey worry demselves. You see fire and put your hand inside - you will get burnt ni. Shebi dem say if your hand cause you to sin cut it off?well if your joystick is causing you to sin- please you know what to do, if you cant I will help you (out of the kindness of my heart *evil grin*). If God has blessed you,better enjoy it hapilly with the wife of your youth and stop pursuing all these small small girls, awon boys are complaining oh. All their girlfriends don run follow aristo. Sigh.
I've seen soooo many women go through these things and its soooo SAD. Sooo SAD. I cannot empasize on the sadness and the sooooo! And it usually has a paralysing effect when the man has total control of which a major deal of the man's control is made up of finance. So women please empower yourselves. Reconsider JOINT ACCOUNT and please buy a gun (ermmmm just in case). I pray I dont go thru it, I pray no lady I know goes thru it. Its a nightmare! :( ....Oh yeah...watch the movie on youtube...its subtitled in english.
I hate flying...i no like am at all, i love the fact that its fast oh, no doubt but I hate the risk attached...why can’t we just apparate like in Harry Potter?, all i need is a broomstick abi? WHY cant we just vanish??? Why cant someone just invent some pill that we just swallow and then we find ourselves in our desired location? I know that’s close to witchcraft sha but i just want to teleport. This blog is basically about my boring 10 hour flight that induced me to think about teleporting! Why cant i just say ‘beam me up scotty’! ? (as in Star Trek)
4.30 am I woke up, took a fast shower and dressed up (one of the few times I find a dress asap without going thru a crisis and that’s because I’ve arranged the dress like one week ago.) Well I sit and I wait for the cab that is supposed to arrive 5 am on the dot.
5.30am Why has this taxi man not come now? I just siddon dey vex with myself, and I’m ranting and getting nervous like, if this man make me miss my flight, wo! What I will do to him he will never forget- ahn ahn...he’s 30 mins late. I no wan reach road and then one nonsense hold up go delay me oh...i kept thinking of lagos traffic and my anger dey gain momentum-my lipstic don clean and i don don dey sweat for d cold weather-. Oya i called taxi man n he goes “im on the A-13 road, i’ll soon be there”....who cares????if you like be on d A-finish that’s not my consine, you’re supposed to be here!!!! All I could think of is why can’t I just teleport???
5.45am Taximan finally shows up and off we go. Since the trip to the airport was going to be an hour long I had already preplanned to complete my sleep on my way, so I settled in comfortably and closed my eyes. Taxi man apparently wanted to gist and he kept asking me about 9ja and if Lagos is still the way he left it 25 years ago – he mentioned names of places he used to visit and I’m thinking to myself how can I sleep now? baba yi , je kin sun naw! I indulged him a little and I diplomatically answered his questions. After a comfortable 3 minutes of silence I went back to sleep. Just when i was changing gear on my sleep taximan started another conversation. Trust me, I pretended not to hear and closed my eyes hoping he would just sharrap but d man no gree- he nudged me “are you sleeping??” and in my head I’m screaming “whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat????? “but in real life im smiling politely in cold anger saying ‘yes I’m sleeping,’ I even yawned for effect but d man mean bizness, he kept on ranting on how oyinbo’s hate blakky’s and all of that and I’m nodding and smiling stupidly...and wondering..Why can’t I just teleport to the airport????
7.15am Arrived airport and im eager to leave taximan but he insists on waiting till I board. Okay, thats niceeee...but I didn’t want to continue the conversation. Well I didn’t. Taximan decided to carry my luggage and be looking for passengers he will carry back to town...and I’m freaking out cos im next on the long queue to check in and I can’t find my luggage...hmmm this man don dey make me vex! Finally he arrives in time and I check luggage in.
9.00am I’m aboard and I’m fretting- I’m one of those people that have a panic attack when flying... before i entered the plane, I inspected it on the outside, and I’m thinking to myself “did they wash it today?” why is it looking dirty one kind? if outside is not so clean i wonder how the engine will be, did they check the engine this morning? hope the plane is not over loaded? How come the plane can fly so high in the air as heavy and as big as it looks? Yes, I kept asking all these questions. That when I started praying. You know people tend to “born again” when they are travelling, or they redicate their lives to God or to whatever juju that they are serving. I made sure I confessed all my sins, all the sins I’ve ever sinned and I was just saying, God i don’t wanna die today ohhhh. Yes I was freaking out! And i was just really hoping that someday I would be able to teleport!
1.15pm I awake from my short slumber and I look out the window...and all I can see is water, the Atlantic Ocean. I remember that bad ass joke wey Basketmouth abi na which comedian talk and I gulp in fear. I keep rehearsing in my head how to use a life jacket and I kept wondering why i haven’t learnt to swim after all the lessons my dear friend gave me. I was wondering about the ash cloud and if it has really cleared. I was looking for what to distract me, I no get magazine, my battery was low so i couldn’t listen to some music and the girl beside me was sleeping so soundly. I badly wanted to pull taximan’s stunts on her but she looked tough- I no wan chop slap so I maintain. Suddenly the plane hit turbulence and I screamed “daddy”! ... and all the dudes in the plane were whooping happily-apparently they have been looking forward to it- i bin wan talk say “thunder fire una” but i remember say we dey d same plane ,if thunder fire dem e go touch me too so i sharrap.. I dey shake... I just wanna teleport to my location.....
6.00pm Finally arrived at my destination and I’m just thinking of how to invent a teleporting pill. Someone should invent something like that so that people like me can avoid all these panic attacks when travelling either by road, sea, or air. We all should be able to teleport!!! Eishhh!!
How often do we affirm ourselves? I know i talk to the mirror alot but most of the time im not acually affirming myself, im probably looking for the new pimples that cropped up during the night, looking for the latest scars on my body and muttering to myself...."what is this now ehn?? look at this nonsense pimple, see my nose (i think so many people have issues with their nose as well ~) see craw-craw, see my small hips, see my short hair, why i no be half-caste sef, which kain mirror be dis sef"....i dont say all these words sha but i do complain!
However on a very good day i look in the mirror im like...see God's handwork!I do a little konko below and sometimes a little shakira dance and I try to just to affirm myself and speak positive things into my life. You should try it as well sometime,its not an easy road to travel but its a good thing to do.
Its not bad to look in the mirror and thank God for what you see, its not vanity. Apparently the biggest problems we have today is because people dont accept and like themselves. Call yourself beautiful, believe you are beautiful, and act like it. Talk it and Walk it! Infact with the level I have reached on my self discovery ehn, Halle Berry or Genevieve aint got nuttin on me!lol...Ehn yes! I get big feet, i gree- let it be.
How often do we see people with eating disorders because they want to be lepa? me i cant sha, ive given up the race to be lepa. Ive accepted myself for who I am. Leparism doesnt define beauty (Sorry leparians). I dont even know who started this thinigboko craze gan! I heard its Hollywood?Because my Nollywood actresses are nothing like them and they are beautiful. Whatever your shape, size, height...you are beautiful. Beauty is universal. Look, all you need is to believe yourself, c'mon! Ginger your swagger! I once met this girl who had the swagger of a multi-coloured peacock! and even tho she wasn't Miss World, everyone around her treated her that way all because of the way she carried herself.
Love yourself, love your life. Things may not be the best that they can be but you should be happy they are not at the worst they can be! If you're reading this blog you are one of the lucky one's out there BECAUSE some people never hear of computer talk less of seeing one. Some people are worse off than you oh jare, beta sope tie like Wande Coal croons. Be grateful and thank God. You have food to eat, be grateful for that. You have clothing, be thankful. You have had some education, be happy.
But life can be hard sha, its just tough sometimes and then suddenly you hate your job, you hate your family, you hate your nose, you just even hate your skin colour. E dey happun. But its just best to live life happy and continually affirm yourself! Its been said that our words create our realities, so if they do why not try and create something beautiful instead of wasting time complaining about your annoying sister?Affirm yourself with positive thoughts and positive words and things will get better.
Learn how to be your biggest fan and the funny thing is this, people will start treating you like a star. Carry yourself with dignity . Always act as though you are wearing an invisible crown. Forget all those people that are so called 'better off' than you -to each his own. Like yourself . Please love yourself! I take God beg you.
Below is an attached video of little Jessica affriming herself. I have tried to copy her and whenever i look in the mirror ill say, I love my hair (even tho its not as long as i want it to be), i love my nose, I love my family, i love education (thats a hard one but ill try.lol), I love 9ja! (chei...despite the current issues we have, its still a lovely country)...i love life!!!!!!
DISCLAIMER- Please Im not suggesting that you should be proud or full of vanity, just speak positive things into you life and reduce the complaints about yourself. Thanks!
