Life Of A Rebel

It's a few hours to my birth month and I can't help but think about how far I've come. Two decades and counting, wow! The first thought that comes to my head when I realize I'd be a year older in two days #April2nd# time is, "Damn girl! You sure are getting old." Yeah, I've gotten older but I've realized that not much has changed, I'm still a child at heart looking for true love and trying to find her place in the world. I may have chosen a path already but I sometimes can't help but wonder if it's the right one, the right path. I can't help second guessing myself and asking the ever present question, "Have I made the right choices and decisions?"  With all these running through my mind, I decided to pen down a letter to myself. 📝 . . . Dear 14year old Self,      You're amazing! Amazing doesn't even begin to describe you but it'd have to do for now. The decision you made about that issue was brav...

You all know I'm always going on and on about how I'm destined for greatness and how I'm going to do great things and change the world and make the world a better place? Well, I got another sign today! I woke up feeling energetic and unapologetically me. I brushed and washed my face as per routine then still in my nightdress, I wander into the hallway looking for sunlight; Vitamin D is very essential. 😉 I'm standing at the windows with my phone in hand and decided to take morning selfies to show the world my dose of flawlessness. Yeah, I'm cheesy like that! 😋 I start thinking to myself again how I'm destined for greatness and how I'm going to do great things and change the world, then suddenly I realized I had a appointment. 😂 Sum it all up to say I was very late for my appointment. But being a fine girl has its perks, I was instantly forgiven for coming late right after I apologized. Don't worry, I don't over ...

It's 5:12am in the morning and I haven't slept a wink all through the night. Why was I up? Well I got caught up watching "Sex and the City" again and talking with two friends, a guy who's a very close and old friend; and a girl who's a new acquaintance but already very dear to my heart as she's a lot like me. So let's call the guy 'Richard' and the girl 'Annabelle'. Richard is someone I can comfortably talk to about practically everything, he understands me even when I didn't want to be understood. He is one of those rare breed of friends you just click with and are very much free with and we had a history together. And Annabelle? She was a lot like me to be ignored. Her life story and pasts resonated with mine that it could have been my story. I was astonished when she first told me her story that I couldn't stop thinking to myself that she was my replica or twin from an alternate universe. Richard was in love with me and s...

Did I hear someone just say Valentine's Day? Wine? Check! Chocolate? Check! Boyfriend? Not sure, nowhere to be found. *laughs hysterically* I'm slopped down comfortably on the couch with remote in one hand and I'm flipping through TV channels looking for something interesting. And Bam! I come across *drum rolls please* "The Bachelor" actually it was "Bachelors in Paradise: Season 2". Wow! How embarrassing is it to express one's feelings less talk of a serious feeling like LOVE in private? Then imagine doing it on National Television for the whole freaking world to see! I actually get dizzy from the mere thought of it! 😱😵 Watching this TV show actually reminded me why I've chosen the single life. Yeah, it's get lonely sometimes but men, have you got your dignity and integrity intact. How the hell am I gonna come on National Television and get my heart broken! I think I'd rather do that shit in the privacy of my...

As usual it started with the hallucinations, another one? This time around it's a white wall spattered with blood. "I WAS HERE" is written right across it in blood and I'm laying on the floor a couple of inches away. There's blood everywhere, it's my blood and I'm lifeless. I shake my head realizing it wasn't real but I can't stop it, I can't help it, I'm helpless. I can't slow down the beat of my heart it's doing double time on a free way, it's racing too fast; I need it to slow down. "Not again" is all I can think to myself, not this year and sure as hell not this girl. A song starts playing in my head -'I was here' by Beyonce - I try not to sing along, I try not to mouth the lyrics but my subconscious mind has a will of its own. It continues playing line by line, word for word. It plays nonstop so I just let it play, there's nothing I can do now but let it finish. I can't move! Moments later it...

It's 30th December, 2017. The last Saturday and the last weekend in the year 2017. Hurray!!! Having put down my goals for 2018, I apparently can't wait to get started on them. I'm excited and at the same time terrified of what the year will bring but of course I take solace in the fact that God's gat me. Psalms 91:2 I will say of the LORD, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust. 2017 thank you for the lessons learnt, the hurts, the tears shed, the failures, the trials, tribulations, persecutions. Above all else, thanks for the junk food and of course weight gained in all the right places. A big thank you also, for my friends (both old and new), my annoying family and siblings (can't have it any other way), my successes and accomplishments, my tough and larger than life heart (yeah! All I've got is tough love), my amazing personality (learnt alot about myself this year).  2017, you were the year I started out on my journey as a blogg...

"This is literally my year in review.... 2017 is the only year i continued, the year i made progress, the year i stepped out of my cage of self righteousness and low self esteem, the year i started loving God and leaving a life of adventure.           You see am that girl who always hid behind others, followed the rule others did, never wanted to step out of the line because i didn't want to get trampled on, mama did everything for me, till i left the comforts of my boarding sch only to realise that i wasn't ready for the world, it is not a herd out here is a bloody stampede, you gotta fight to survive or get trampled on.           Oh, how was i not trampled on, my parents and i had the dream i was to be a doctor (doctors make a lot of money), laughing out loud i guess i learnt my lesson.. 2013: i didn't want to write jamb, i was confused on which school to go, parent tells me to write jamb, tell...