Hello people. Its been awhile hasn't it? I am so sorry that I have not been able to update you guys on how everything happened on the day I passed out. Life has been so hazy lately and I've not been myself, even though I try so hard to make it look like everything is… Continue reading How My NYSC Passing Out Really Went Down
The time is 5:57am. Today is the D-day. And yesterday , I received my last alert from the Federal Government of Nigeria. A total sum of #41,100 comprising allawee for both April and May. Sigh... My people, when this alert came in, I was not excited about it, just as news of my passing out… Continue reading Reflections of an about-to-be Former Corper: Receiving My Last Allawee
1) Iron the most important and strategic part of your shirts first. If you wear suits a lot, just iron the shirts' collar and cuffs. 2) Your money is enough to buy a phone, but not enough to get at least, two powerbanks with it? Don't buy the phone. It's useless. 3) If you have… Continue reading 20 Life Hacks for Every Nigerian
I just came across something I wrote many years ago. I've been laughing nonstop and I honestly can't believe I wrote that because it's an eyesore! Like, who writes "Daphne now rose up and went to shit because the thing was worrying her too much"? This is something I wrote over 8 years ago. I… Continue reading Want to Make Your Blog Even Better?
Matchmaker, Matchmaker, Make me a match, Find me a find, catch me a catch Matchmaker, Matchmaker Look through your book, And make me a perfect match --Fiddler on the Roof Kenard is my boyfriend's (I need to find another name to call him. Saying 'my boyfriend' all the time is too one kind. How about… Continue reading Why Matchmaking is the 51st Shade of ‘Don’t!’
Yesterday, one of the male teachers brought this to the staff room. Some JSS 1 boy had written this to his crush who is a classmate of his. Apparently, he had anonymously written a letter to her before. On receiving it, she had reported it to their teachers and she had searched every boy's bag… Continue reading See This Romantic Love Letter From a JSS 1 Boy
1. Studies show that Valentine's Day records the highest rate of suicide. Valentine comes with a lot of expectations from the single and the dating alike. The expectations of the single revolves around the hope that somehow, cupid would perform some magic and they would have someone with whom to spend the day. The dawn… Continue reading 5 Things You Do Not Want to Know About Valentine’s Day
I'm not a fan of the sun. It's heat on my skin is dreadful... I am dark enough as I am. But I like how it shines. It intimidates every other light when it shines, because really, none equals it. They can only wish! That is why I am so excited that Sim of Sim's… Continue reading The Sunshine Blogger Award
To be honest, 'four' is not the right number, and neither is four and half but it is closer to the truth. The end of every relationship comes with, most of the time, a lot of hurt and pain, so much that all we can feel at the point is only the unpleasantness of the… Continue reading 4.5 Lessons from 4.5 Exes
My mother and other significant personalities have been pressuring me to come back home for the weekend since I have been away for about three weeks now. One would think it's been three months, the way they make it sound. Being the good girl that I am, I decided to come over. Not just to… Continue reading My Sister is Embarrassed of Me!
Our blog hit 200 follows today and I cannot be more grateful. The thing with small growth is that it allows you enough time to revel in the sweetness of your growth while also availing you the opportunity to appreciate every single move in the right direction. Thank you so much for the follows. I… Continue reading We hit 200!
This year begins on an alien note for me. And this post is all over the place. Bear with me. After the first few hours of the new year, with all the excitement and joy, I was plunged into a sea of wonder and uncertainty, just like it had been throughout the month of December.… Continue reading What is My Purpose in Life?
I grew up around a lot of politics. My father was, and still is, a hardcore PDP member. Before PDP came, he was in a party called SDP, I think. He left his job as a teacher to go into politics full time and even got himself a political office where he served for only… Continue reading A Slice of Me: Me vs Politics
I'm pained. I'm vexed. And I'm sad. Let me tell you why: My little sister asked me with excitement to guess which university my parents want her to go. She is in SS2. I guessed right. It's a new private university very close to where we live. And their school fees per semester is enough… Continue reading Must I Wait for a Man Before My Life Begins?
A few days ago, my mother offered to buy me an exquisite piece of clothing. She does not have money but she feels a necessity to make me as presentable as she can. I guess it's mostly because I am of marriageable age and so she feels the need to give me all that she… Continue reading How Do I Thank My Mother?
Yesterday, I lost another (second this year) dear family member. An Aunt. The day before, I got emotionally shuffled. I guess I just flared up. The pain and anger were locked up somewhere inside of me. I was mad at everything at the same time. It was weakening and stressful. I was losing strength and… Continue reading Of Blisters, Rage and the Perfect Pounded Yam
Have you ever been in a place full of intelligent, beautiful/handsome and confident people who all know each other, with you being the only stranger? No? Yes? Today I attended CDS (Community Development Service) here for the first time. I gave a full description of the kind of Corps members here in this post. It… Continue reading My Confidence Starter Pack
Over the years as I grew, I changed my mind a lot about what I wanted to do with my life, but teaching never came to mind. And for as long as I can remember, I have always dreaded the thought of ever teaching. I would say it was the last thing on my mind… Continue reading Teaching: My New Found Love
My new PPA is a Junior Secondary School. It has three classes, JSS 1, 2 and 3 with two arms of A and B each. I am to take Literature in a school where they have never had that subject. When I first arrived, there were no materials. My HOD, a nice Igbo woman with… Continue reading My PPA: Nassarawa
For days, I've been silent. No post, comments or likes. I hope I did break many hearts 💕? 😀 Well, I finally did all the necessary documentation and I'm back home again. I came back on Wednesday. The journey back home was terrible. About an hour and thirty minutes into the journey, our car broke… Continue reading I Hate Being Sick