Sell Yourself!

Midday Friday. Slept really late last night and consequently just woke up barely a couple of hours ago. My eyes are still a bit tired though. The weekend's here...but there's really nothing major to look forward to. Every day's now the same, no thanks to this unending Strike. Anyway, I think it's time I updated here, especially since there's really nothing else to do right now.

So, selling oneself, right? I don't know if it's just me but, have you ever seen wonderful hairdressers who always seem to have utterly unkempt hair? Or amazing interior decorators who live in places that can best be likened to a mad woman's playground? Or really exquisite tailors and seamstresses who always wear...things that are just unimaginable? Or even renowned marriage counsellors who have had series of failed marriages and divorces? Would it be out of place if I also mentioned gifted health practitioners who lead very unhealthy lifestyles characterised by excessive alcohol intake, cigarettes and really bad eating habits?

Sweet & Sour? It's Probably Just Life!

Sunday evening! Today has been simply amazing, from the very minute I woke up till now that I'm privileged to share this moment with you. Yeah, privileged. I had been thinking really hard on what this post was going to be about for the past couple of days, didn't really find anything I was that enthusiastic about. I just had to put up an update today though, so after quite a lot of brainstorming I settled for something. My title already let the cat outta the bag so let's just get on with it, shall we?

Today's Sunday, so I guess it wouldn't really come as a surprise if I made a little reference to the Bible. Ecclesiastes 3: 1-8 very readily comes to mind at this point, you know, the very popular Bible passage you learnt as a kid about there being time for everything? (I hope my assumption that you're Christian is in order, pardon me if it isn't.) Verse 4 probably is the most relevant to what we're talking about tonight. Most of us know this passage like the back of our palms, but when it's time to put this knowledge to good use what happens?

Let The Grudge Go!

Monday morning, lounging on my sofa and just staring vaguely at the television with a glass of good old milk and some pieces of cake in a tray right in front of me. Flipping through the channels looking for something I'm in the mood for but...nothing just seems to be doing it for me this morning. So I thought I'd quickly share something that's been on my mind for a couple of days now, something most of us have heard over and over again...and even preached but don't really practice.

Have you ever been hurt before? Trick question right? Like who hasn't been hurt at some point or the other in their lives huh? Truth is, hurt is relative. I'm not talking about those random moments when your younger sister just gets on your nerves at the wrongest of moments or when Dad denies you some luxury you honestly think you deserve (if that's your definition of hurt, this probably isn't for you). I'm talking about being so provoked because someone has done something very painful to you that probably has caused you something valuable and made you certain you'd never forgive them. Clearer picture now?

So What's Your Phobia?

Alright. This is going to be another brief one, as brief as possible. I've got a little story to start this off with. So one of my favourite people in the world, Ola, sent me this picture on WhatsApp about a fortnight ago. I had barely opened it before I started having goosebumps all over my arms, serious goosebumps. Care to know what the content of this picture that caused me half an hour of terror was? Think you can guess? Well it was a Trypophobia themed picture. New word? You probably want to click here before you continue reading (no seriously, open that link. Don't cheat). So did that freak you out?

Nigerian... and Proud?

Something I always get to look forward to pretty early is Nigeria's Independence Anniversary Celebration as it comes just two days after my birthday (speaking of which, I know I owe you guys a post about how it all went down on Sunday...and cake. I'll deliver, I promise). So Another October 1 is here and so much has already been said about Nigeria...the good, the bad and the ugly obvious...especially the ugly obvious. She's 53 today...and no, I'm not about to compare her to a 53 year old person and how successful that person should be at this age. I think we've heard it one time too many already. So what's the deal?