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Fabulous o’clock

In recent times, everything has just been bleak, bleak, bleak. No joy.

And I thought it was just me.

A friend of mine (God-lover, married, has a job and a really good car) who was moving to her spanking new apartment, let slip the other day that she feels like her life has not started and that just depresses her.


In my head, I was like, for real? You are all put together, better than me. How can you feel the exact things I feel. Like she had no right to feel that way.

Fastforward to another conversation earlier today.
She has also been feeling out of sorts, really unmotivated and worried about the future. FYI, she is getting a condo with her fiance and she’s a bride-to-be. But she is worried about getting a good job after our Master’s program. She thought I wouldn’t have that problem, cos ‘I have options’. I don’t know where she got that idea from *scowling*.
She was gonna go on but I stopped her. I told her I am equally worried about my future, there are so many uncertainties, so many unknowns. And  clarified to her that she is not alone, a lot of us are walking around scared of the future. And we are right to feel that way, after all, we are not witches-we really don’t know what the future holds. What with tomatoes going for 4/N500, bag of rice going for N18k and Trump clinching all the delegates he needs for nomination. #thehorror
So, I have decided. Enough is enough. No more slinking around wondering if I’m gona be okay. So what if I’m not okay? That is nothing new. Whatever comes around to make me not okay, I will kick its ass like I kicked some ass in 2007 and in 2009 and in 2013.

But for now, I am going to just go to bed and sleep. God has told me to freaking hold my peace and that’s my current mission. After all, He is fighting for me.

So, here is me off to being fabulous.



So, this is a girl that wakes up every morning wondering 'How can I make my lil corner of the universe a bit more beautiful?' And I believe that is by spreading a little bit of kindness everyday. I love God to bits majorly because He loved me first. Drama has a way of finding me...or I find it...I'm not sure anymore these days. Mostly, even I don't know much about me, I'm still on that path of self-discovery but one thing I have found out so far is that no matter how many dragons breathe fire her way, this Rockstar is totally slaying them. Family is first, no contest! You have an idea on how to spread some kindness or something you want us to talk about, hit me nicely at And thanks for stopping by!

3 thoughts on “Fabulous o’clock

  1. Firstly I love, love, love the new look of the blog. 2ndly I think a lot of us take life for granted. To be alive in itself is a major blessing and awesome activity. To be alive and well, is double the awesomeness. To be able to think, anticipate, fear, expect, hope etc is a blessing not to be taken for granted. Recently I found myself dejected at the thought of things not going as fast as I wanted. But I got a revelation which led me to understanding that today is good enough for me and is sufficient to derive joy from. So now when I find myself about to stress I stop and sing a reminder song. When I hear God’s voice saying don’t worry I truly don’t worry! Ps: don’t bother yourself about the cost of tomatoes or trump because no matter the condition of the jungle, a lion will never eat grass. EXCEPT he forgets he is a lion sha o… lol.


    1. If I were driving an 18-wheeler, I’ll be honking to your response right now. Your input is amazing, made me feel all energized. You are right, a lion will never eat grass, must never forget that. Thanks sweetheart.


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