Tag: personal
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TILTED PERCEPTION.

Hi there, I thought of something just now, today I bought a cake from someone and she said she would deliver it around twelve pm, so I told her I had a class around that time (by ten) because I wanted her to bring it earlier although I knew the class was unlikely to hold,…
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SELF CONTROL.

I woke up today with a bellyache. Pardon my manners, or lack thereof. Good morning, and how was your night? Anyways I woke up with a bellyache today, right now I feel like the right choice to be a muse for one of Billie Eilish’s songs. I mostly feel unwell, and I know that can…
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DARKER TIMES

I’ve always heard that all things have pro’s and cons, just as I sat lamenting the power deficiencies of the giant of Africa, I was told that even that had a positive side. I have to be honest, I am not sure I agree but here’s to finding out if it’s true. One thing about…
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SEASONING CUBES!

It’s palm Sunday babies! Don’t mind me you’ll probably see this two days after but when I’m writing it it’s Sunday so I shall relate to you as if it is. Sunday service was a blast. I think I might start attending church with dedication now, but please don’t expect too much because Rome was…
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THIS TOO SHALL PASS.

There’s no language I understand better than resting, but today is all about stress. As far as entrepreneurship programmes go, this school certainly hopes to have my head over this one. We’ve been out since 6 am, we got to the facility late, but have been here ever since working and learning. I will be…
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I REALLY WANNA PLAY, I DO.

I Just spent the last two hours trying to do what every other kid my age claims to do effortlessly, study with my ears plugged, music blaring. Newsflash! It isn’t working, NF’s lines kept me thinking, and daydreaming, while staring at my notes lest I realize that I actually spent the past couple minutes doing…
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FEEL ALL THE FEELINGS.

Life is a game of chess, and best believe I’m gonna play it. I’m still at the bus station and now every luggage that is not attached to your body has to be paid for, not really how excess luggage works one would think, but here in Nigeria everything functions like a broken system dawdling…
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DRIFTING.

As I transfer the last naira in my account I begin to understand that life really is about the simpler things. From walks under the setting sun’s gentle rays, to basic foods that have been on repeat in my life since I could remember, to things as underestimated as sleep. Anne Brown’s gentle voice lulling…

