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It’s not like thinking of marriage and wanting the best type for myself is bad, I just wish I could switch that button off and focus on other areas of my life. Thinking of marriage doesn’t mean I’m desperately jumping on every guy, but it affects me in different ways.
While I’d like to vehemently deny any refutations on my predicted productivity levels this period, I do agree that it’s not possible to completely transform from a generally hard-to-get-the-ball-rolling individual to some productivity queen. Yet, I’d like to have some faith in myself.
This is just a short post to show concern for what I would term the death of the Nigerian blogosphere. I’ll throw it back first of all to my earlier days of blogging. I joined the Nigerian blogosphere at its peak, I believe. Not so much about blogs like Linda Ikeji etc., but more about …
I found out about my convocation about 4 days prior to the actual day! I had been neglecting reading my school email so I missed the messages. It was crazy to think that I could’ve been washing my bathroom and then open WhatsApp only to see my colleagues in their caps and gowns.
Picture this, after shouting a series of #godwhen? to nobody in particular, you somehow managed to get your life together enough to build up savings for that dream trip. With an overstuffed luggage bag in one arm and neck pillow shoved under your other arm, headphones plugged in and the comfiest pair of shoes you have on, you’re ready to get into that jet-set life! Problem is, it’s going to be a hell of a flight.
It’s funny I’m writing a blog post with such a title because at this very moment I type this, my face is breaking out, my right middle nail which I patiently grew to badass length has snapped off, my under-wig cornrows are a freaking mess, and my account contains only N3000. Only N3000? actually, it’s …
When you hear the term late bloomer, you probably might imagine an angsty teen staring hard at a bathroom mirror, wondering when the gift of the boob will be bestowed upon her. That, or she’s waiting for the day she can join the period gang. Or some young chap wondering if beard gang is his …
University means different things to different people – it’s a place of advancement, of learning. It is a snippet of the big bad world. To me, university is a place of freedom and learning. I entered university in 2016, starting my law degree. Now that I’m in my final semester, It feels so surreal. It …
What next is a question asked to people around the world in different variations. For some, it’s the perfect opportunity to start spinning tales of the plans for the future. For others, it’s a dreaded question. I think I fall into the latter category. What next season is the season where you get bombarded with …
Vision Board parties are the new in thing. I’ve heard of vision boards, but didn’t know there could be something like a vision board party, nor have I ever attended one. When The Blogger’s Advocate announced they’d be hosting one, I initially didn’t think I would attend. I mean, I was (and still am) on …
