During my time at The University of Texas at Dallas, I became very involved on campus and joined organizations and helped to charter others.  I had already had success chartering UTD's chapter of Alpha Kappa Alpha, National Society of Black Engineers and National Association of Black Accountants and was approached by some fellow African students to get an African Student Organization going.  In doing so I networked with fellow Nigerian/African students at other schools in the area.  It was this way that I learned about the ASO weekends at UTA, UH and Baylor and I started to attend these events, and made friends.  The Baylor African Students Weekend of 2002 was the event that changed my life...forever.    

It was November 1, 2002, that my road dawg Ronke and I decided to hop up and take a road trip down to Waco Texas.  At first when we found out about the event, we thought we wouldn't go because we had tests that we really need to study for, but thankfully, our love of socializing took precedence over studies.  So we drove down in the rain and terrible traffic and finally made it to Baylor.  We knew some other people that were going to be there from UTA, UH, UT and TX A&M so we started calling some friends to find out who was where and what to do.  We got a hold of Ephraim, Ekene and Chima and they showed us where the talent show event was being held that night.  Chima had a friend with him that was being really quiet/non-chalantly arrogant all evening.  I noticed his friend at first, but wasn't going to pay too much attention to him because he didn't seem to be interested in being social/nice.  Anyways after the talent show, we all went back to hang out and meet with our friends from the other schools.  That was when I was introduced and had my first conversation with Chima's friend Emeka Kanu, who called himself "Mek Daddy".  Mek Daddy seemed pretty cool and friendly after all, but still a little on the "I'm so into myself" side.  So I didn't think too much of him.  The next day, we met up with everyone at some other events and hung out most of the day.  Ronke and I hadn't planned on staying the entire weekend in order to return home and 'hit those books' .  So after lunch we said our goodbyes, got in my car and got on I35 to Dallas.  In my rearview mirror I noticed Emeka and Chima following us and as they took the next exit I thought to myself "Ngozi, that Emeka dude was kinda cute, and you may never even get to see him or talk to him again".  I must say I felt a pang of pity/regret for not being asked for my digits or not being bold and just asking him for his  lol.   I asked Ronke if she exchanged information with him and she said no, but she was sure we could get it from Chima...so I felt a little bit better.    

The Monday following Baylor weekend, I logged onto one of my favorite online webgroups at the time, Naijaryders.com, where a lot of young Nigerians frequented to gossip, post pictures, socialize and debate.  There were some new members thanks to the Baylor event and I was especially pleased that Mek Daddy joined the forum, (me and a lot of other NR ladies).  I joined the multitudes to welcome Mek Daddy to the site and soon received a PM (private message) from him.  From there we chatted online and then on the phone, and once in a while we would take trips (from Dallas to Houston and vice versa) to visit each other.  Before I knew it I had fallen in love with the sweetest, smartest, sexiest, sincerest and suavest man I've ever met.  3 years later (wow 3 years!)  he proposed to me... and I said yes!