Hi guys
I'm back again, it's a chaotic Monday morning already on my end here, my neighbors generator is already on and the sound is driving me nuts plus I woke up on the right side of the bed so the world can go mad or whatever, I really do not care.
My last newsletter had a tinge of seriousness to it, so I'll be freestyling this one and I don't even have a draft or something, I'm just typing from memory and pure vibes.
How do you guys do it?
So, last night I wanted to have a movie night with my single self and I had an already filled bowl of plantain chips by my side, brethren! Lo and behold, before the opening credits finished rolling, I'd finished the bowl of chips and automatically my movie night ended.
Back to the big question, how do you guys do it that your snacks last till the end of the movie, you people should help a sister biko 🥺 because at this rate, I'll go to the cinema and beg for extra popcorn when mine finishes o and my steeze go lost.
Trolling
Trolling isn't something i take lightly from outsiders or some shallow acquaintances, because it has the tendency to lead to “see-finish” and it gets real messy if it isn't curbed from the on-set, but i love it from vlose friends because the banter would be top-notch.
I promise, if you're my friend, I'll troll you with huge sprinkles of love here and there, and maye one or two peace offerings.
So yesterday which was Sunday, I visited my pregnant friend after service which has now become my ritual and I started trolling her with my flat tummy 😅, my brethren she was on the verge of tears but do I care? I told her that her tummy can never come back to my size and she started cussing, did I do anything bad? Please judge this matter fairly. I sha told her that when it's my turn, she should troll me back but for now, she should enjoy the ride 😏.
Food atrocities
Hmm, this one hit home.
Some people commit a lot of food atrocities and they go unchecked. Some are forgivable whilst some are practically unforgivable.
So a few days back, I was craving okpa (which is unusual because I make mine) and I was too lazy to make some for myself, so I asked my neighbors for recommendations on anyone that sells the best okpa around because I can't be spending my money on rubbish and they all swore on a particular woman, that she sells the best okpa then I took their word for it and bought from the woman, all for me to bite into one wrap of the okpa and I tasted Crayfish (don't get me wrong, I like Crayfish but not inside okpa), I almost cried because I've eaten premium Enugu okpa and eating substandard okpa just felt like a fall from grace. Crayfish in okpa is an unforgivable atrocity, I just hope there's an okpa making corporation that'll revoke her licence to make okpa ever again.
Inner Child
I believe in every adult, there's an inner child in there that requires attention once in a while and it's essential to give it the attention it deserves.
You can choose to be silly in the comfort of your room far away from judgy eyes, you can choose to daydream and imagine yourself in alternate realities, you can buy that toy you always wanted as a child but never got around to getting.
Let me let you in on a little secret, sometimes I dance in my room and imagine myself on some kind of danceshow eg Maltina dance all, I sing very loudly in the shower and imagine that I'm on Nigerian idol, I strut in front of my mirror and imagine that I'm a world famous model, I know it's delulu but delulu is sometimes the solulu.
Sometimes, do those silly things that make you happy and let yourself be free ✨️, your inner child would thank you 😉
Residual knowledge
Sometimes, having a knowledge of something is very good and makes you feel like a scholar.
So, I was at a conference last week and a woman presented a paper on sleep patterns and circadian rhythms, on my seat I was bursting with excitement because I learnt about it during an aviation indoctrination class back in 2023, I felt so proud of myself for remembering.
Then another young lady presented a paper on bioethics which incidentally was my favourite course during my final year and she cited the Pfizer case that took place in Kano and I was so excited because I could flow along without looking or feeling lost.
This brings us back to the phrase “No knowledge is a waste”.
We've come to the end of today's newsletter, I have to run along so I'll cook now that I'm in a good mood else I'll starve for the whole day.
Have a wonderful week lovelies 😘