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A Clown and Her Chapters – My January Reads.
Hellooo my peoples. This month has been quite the ghetto, to say the least: among other things, online school has fully resumed and you can guess how that is going. Not…very good. As promised last time, today’s post is about the absolute love of my life: books! Fun fact: At the start of this year, I set the goal of reading 150 books this year, and I am already failing terribly. Who sent me to pick that number? Absolutely no one. I read 5 books in January and I am still on my third book of this month. A clown indeed is what I am. Here are the books I read…
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SEPTEMBER BLUES
Or Summertime Sadness. But summer isn’t really a season here so we’ll just stick with September Blues. For a good part of this month, I didn’t feel quite like myself. I felt very unmotivated and disconnected from myself. At first I thought it was the usual, me being dramatic and in my feelings over absolutely nothing. But this was a wave that refused to pass. It was ironic as I had started the month so ambitious and motivated. August had been a good month and I was going to take things to the next level in September. I had even written out a to-do list for the month so you…
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This is Why You Shouldn’t Trust Your Hairstylist
Last Sunday, I had a taste of the Yoruba wickedness Africa Magic has been trying to teach us about all this time. Now, a couple of months ago, I decided I wanted to make faux locs. This was a hairstyle I could have done in my room with the aid of a video, but because I wanted the best outcome, I carried my head to the salon. I had called my hairstylist in advance and he told me he could make it. When he was done, it looked really good and I believed I had made the right choice. To think I had been doing fine girl all over the…
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Razzmatazz: Of Air Conditioners and Mother Tongues
I will take you to three places. First, to an office reception, some years ago, where I sat with my aunt, shivering. I did not have a fever. I was shivering because the air conditioner was set to a temperature of 16 degrees. Please note that the average outdoor temperature is 27 degrees. When asked if the temperature could be adjusted, the receptionist gave us a cold ‘no’, that it was just fine. I was in utter confusion because she was visibly uncomfortable as well, as I could see her trying to keep warm, rubbing her palms together. Later, my aunt would explain to me it was so she wouldn’t…
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IT’S NOT BY FORCE
Hi guys. It’s been a minute. Like a lot of millennials, I have my own small scale business and I will now proceed to do some shameless advertising. I’m available to bake amazing cakes for all occasion. I have a business event coming soon and I am already stressed in advance, thinking of the physical work ahead. I’ve had an interesting timeline. In my first year I tried out lots of new things. It was exciting testing out a cake design for the first time and getting it right. Getting cake orders from out of state. Getting positive feedback from customers. Also, because I had been a victim of terrible…
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A WEEK IN HISTORY
One of my least favorite things to do is cross the road. This time last year, I was hit by a vehicle and broke my hip and one of my legs. I was in the hospital for some weeks, and also had to spend a few months at home. HOSPITAL The first thing I remember is pain: the worst pain I had felt in my life, when a doctor worked to immobilize my broken leg. Later, my sister told me she had never heard me scream that way, and I don’t even recall screaming. It was mostly a painful blur. The first days were filled with so much uncertainty. I…
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I’m Upset (Not the Song by Drake)
Good morning. Someone has done something silly and I’m not very happy about it. I was scrolling through Twitter yesterday, and I came upon this tweet: I really want to flog the person who wrote that tweet. Really bad. When I first saw it, I read it over again and again hoping it had some other meaning I couldn’t grasp. “Pretty female honourable.” What does that even mean? ‘She’s pretty and that’s what really matters, not her name?’ It’s saddening that the person saw nothing wrong with describing her as pretty alone, diminishing all her other attributes. There are only 11 female Honourables, so I’m pretty sure it’s a short…
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A TALE OF 2 WINTERS
My MB 2 story begins with panic. The weekend before my exams started, I got a couple of calls from my lecturers, asking if I had written some tests because my results could not be found. I was pretty shaken up as that was the last thing I needed to hear days to my exam. And how do results even go missing? At long last, on a cloudy Monday morning, my winter finally arrived. MONDAY The first paper was Pharmacology, and we wrote all the papers: the Essay and Best Option Type(BOT), in one sitting. The BOTs went well as a lot of the questions looked familiar, save a few…
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MY VILLAGE PEOPLE ARE FINALLY HERE
Ladies and gentlemen. My Part 2 Medical Board examinations are in 12 days, and research has shown that I have covered about 40 percent of what I should know. There are moments now, when I just sit and stare into space, thinking about my life and having conversations with myself. How did I end up in this situation again? You mean after the terror that my Part 1 exams showed me I didn’t turn over a new leaf? Disappointed but not surprised. On the bright side, my panic monster is now awake and all of a sudden I recognize the textbooks that are concise and easy to read. The fog…
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ONDO TALES: OF ASUN AND LEGWORK
While my mates spent this extended Easter break reading for our forthcoming MB 2 exams, I was away at Ondo State for my cousin’s wedding, doing a lot of wining, dining and dancing. My plan was to eat my life away and deal with the consequences later. Before we took off, I had to dash to get my asoebi dress, because the best clothes are gotten from your tailor at the dying minute, on the very day you need it, or at best a day before. If you get your cloth anything earlier than that, you should know that your tailor didn’t give it their best shot. On our way…
