So, since I passed out from NYSC in April and came back home, the person that seems to feel the pain of my unemployment (I think even more than I do) is my mother. Mostly because na she dey suffer am pass. You see, she takes it upon herself to help me financially, sometimes even… Continue reading When You Have Long-Leg That You Cannot Use
It was sometime in November last year and I had just resumed serving in Nasarawa. I got a call from a neighbour back at home saying that his friend had just got called to work as a content developer for an agro-based NGO in Abuja. Because she was very busy at the time, she turned… Continue reading My First Interview Ever: Mistakes Made and Lessons Learned
Since I came back home, things have changed. You know, I always had it in mind that things would change when I finished school, but I never thought it would be this... Overwhelming. As a jobless human, they have given me new roles at home and my worries have evolved into a journey of uncertainty.… Continue reading Now That I Am A Former Corper: Adjusting Into The Graduate Life
You guys, I need your help! I have this younger sister that I am 7 years older than. She is the one I spoke about here and here. Most times, we are cool. Now that I'm a full time unemployed graduate and am always home, I'm like her daily diary where she offloads interesting events… Continue reading Help! How Do I Talk About Sex With My Teenage Sister?
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
Posting and other sundry matters... On my posting letter, I was posted to the Health Services Management Board (HSMB) in Jalingo. I and a few others got to their office on the same day but they had already closed for the day so we were told to come back the next day. On getting there… Continue reading My NYSC Experience: Azaya (6)
I want to talk about two things in one post. 1) Yesterday as my roommate (i need to find something to call her. 'Enyi' means 'friend' in igbo. I will call her that henceforth) and I walked to the office, we saw a little boy of about 12 or so sitting on the ground in… Continue reading Dear Atheist…