THE DAY AFTER 7/10

As I move further into my 20s, I find that I tend to feel happier the day after my birthday. The pressure to be visibly happy is reduced greatly as is the pressure to do things you’d rather never do for the sake of social media.

I’ve found that there tends to be so much pressure put on birthdays and it starts from childhood. I’m sure some of us can still remember the days of primary school when we’d share goody bags. And there was always that one person who had everything in their goody bags. So we’d go home and wonder why we didn’t have all that stuff in our goody bags and then resolve to change it up on our next birthdays. Except by then, the goalposts would have changed once again and the cycle and questions would continue, and the pressure would increase.

I don’t do well with pressure. It makes my heart race and gives me what I call pressure paralysis. It makes me feel extremely anxious like I’m back in Law School, up on stage in front of 5,000 people and I know what I’m supposed to say but the words won’t come out and I start having a panic attack.

I figured out a hack that has helped me greatly: if the pressure to do something a certain way is choking you, scrap that idea and do it another way.

My birthday was yesterday and I did nothing out of the ordinary. I had planned this birthday to the last second, I’d have 2 cakes, small chops, juice, I’d have professional pictures taken, I’d go out and turn up etc etc. And then on the week of, I noticed I had literally no energy to do anything towards that. So in the end, I did absolutely nothing. No cakes, no professional pictures, de nada.

What surprises me is the peace of mind I had yesterday. I’d bought small chops and asun for the ones who gave me life on Friday and I’d praised the One who made it worth living on the day of and there was no one and nothing for whom I had to pretend anything for. So relaxing.

It’s the day after my birthday today and what started out as a thank you post has now become an op-ed. 😊
Getting back to the purpose of this post, I’d like to say a HUGE thank you to my village. The people who stand by me every day, every time. My brothers, Olayinka, Ayomide, Joy, Fifi, Mobi, Tomi, Rukayat, Yanmife, Nedoux, Bisola, my cousins, my uncles, my aunties etc etc etc.

I’M SO GRATEFUL I GET TO DO LIFE WITH YOU ALL!

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I kept a pen for 6 years and other short stories

I kept a pen for six years…

I have a fascination with unusual pens, whether their unusualness is color related, the place I got it from or the shape. I have a pen shaped like a toy car. And basically everything most people lose often, I have a tendency to keep for ages. Bobby pins; I’ve had my current pair for 3 years. Hair bands, nail cutters, hair decorations, there are some in my room that my mom has threatened to toss out. They’ve been with me for a long long long while. Think 11 years and above.

The point, a colleague of mine received a green pen from a customer and after a while, she forgot it at home. Now I had a green pen too. So we were hanging out after work and she mentioned that I’d taken her green pen. Lol. I then fully explained all the differences between my green pen and her green pen and then I ended with the statement, “Don’t test me oh, I’ve kept one pen for 6 years before.” I had indeed, from age 12 – 18 only ending once my pen bag was filched, probably because of the N1000 I’d taken to keeping there. But as a lesson to everyone who has a pen similar to mine, “do not test me oh, I’ve kept pens for 6 years” and not for lack of usage too. πŸ˜ŠπŸ‘πŸ‘ I’m clapping for myself.

DiCS personality testing

So in one of my bank’s training sessions, the facilitator had a breakdown of this personality test and she explained that dominant personality types are drivers, result oriented people who don’t particularly care if they hurt your feelings, how they look etc etc. I know some dominant people. Influential people are the kind who care, who’ll take the time to explain why while making you feel like the choice is completely yours but you’d definitely want to do as they say because you see the benefits. And then she explained C and S. Cautious/conscientious (prone to reading everything before signing or agreeing (I’ve read the terms and conditions of quite a few online agreements, think 60 pages of small print), have unbreakable, sometimes unreasonable routines, conscientious people really really don’t want problems and they look for lots of ways to not get in trouble; and Steadiness. I was listening to the personality traits she described and I was like, Uju, this is so you. And then she said, everyone has little bits of all these personalities but the difference is the ones they exhibit constantly. Imagine someone being a C and an S in one body. Basically me. Chai. Chim o. I almost burst into nervous laughter. I’m a bloody hero guys. I’m a super hero. I’ll sign autographs for you as long as you feed me for an entire day day. And I eat, a lot. 😊

P. S- I have absolutely no idea why the I is always in non capital. I completely forgot what the opposite of capital letters is. I just remembered, it is Small letters.

John Oliver- Last week tonight

Please take some time out to watch this show. It’s crazy funny and very very informative. See,

This is my rule, ignore it

I wrote on a previous post, that I’d stop reading blog posts if the blogger didn’t reply comments I’d left on their posts. So here’s an amendment and an apology; shit happens. I realize that lots of people have commitments to more than just me and I’m cool with that. I don’t like it at all. But if I like a blog and leave a comment and I’m not replied to, I’m cool. It’s very peaceful not caring too much about crap like that.

Jevinik Place: A review

Went out with a friend today. I suggested Jevinik and he agreed. I had to be at work by 7am and we were to meet by 2. So I was quite hungry by then. Remember, I like food and Jevinik is known for its huge portions.

I ordered Abacha and my friend ordered pounded yam and vegetable soup. And then I ordered Nkwobi to go.

Things to note, you had to order your sides separately. Basically, my friend had to order goat meat separately. My Abacha was good. I had to answer questions about Abacha and what it was and by the time I was done, I was exhausted. Also, my abacha came with zero “encouragement”, zero “motivation”. I had to pick out my friend’s dry fish and munch. I didn’t know you had to order sides separately.

P.s: I didn’t know I was going to do this review until halfway through my food. So there are no full pictures. Sorry.

Then there was the bottle of water we did not ask for which the waiter gave us. A confused order perhaps. But still. I’d ordered the abacha as a starter but in the end, it was starter, main course and dessert. I have a tendency to overestimate my appetite. Adaeze can tell you. We had fresh juice, as the waiter called it. He did not make a distinction as to what the fruit was but, come close 😳 it was pineapple juice with lots of foam. You’re welcome. The prices were fair, except I just noticed that the price of the goat meat was more than the price of the soup. Lol.

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Everything considered, including the 10 minute power outage, I give the place a 3.5/5 star rating.

P. S- Thank you so much dear for being the kind of person whose food I can grab and chew without shame. Thank you for the long ass walking tour and everything else.

Lyrically Speaking (3)

I like Leona Lewis. Very much. She has a really nice voice, she’s a vegan (I’ve always admired vegans) and she sang Bleeding Love. One of my favorite soulful songs. 

But I love this song for a reason. I was about 16/17 when I heard this song for the first time. It was an insomniac night (they pretty much all were honestly), NEPA had brought light so I was watching MTV/Trace/Soundcity and I watched the video for this song.

The video concept was incredibly interesting, she met and liked a guy, we see them falling in love and then we see her in a wedding dress. As the chief bridesmaid. 

*my chest*

But I like this song for the lyrics. I like this song for the words it says. And the way the words makes me feel. Honestly, Ryan Tedder and Leona Lewis were such a bomb team.πŸ’£πŸ’£πŸ’£πŸ’£. Their collaboration on the Echo album was so good! (I was a bit of a music nerd, as you can probably tell.)

While I walked back from Night of Worship the next morning, I was listening to half the songs on the Echo album on my phone (it’s been a while since I had them on my phone) and I remembered once again how much I liked her voice. And how much I love this song.

Release an album like Echo again, Leona. A fan urges you.

The song is Happy by Leona Lewis.

Enjoy!

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[Verse 1]
Someone once told me that you have to choose
What you win or lose
You can’t have everything
Don’t you take chances
Might feel the pain
Don’t you love in vain
Cause love won’t set you free
I can’t stand by the side
And watch this life pass me by
So unhappy
But safe as could be

[Chorus:]
So what if it hurts me?
So what if I break down?
So what if this world just throws me off the edge
My feet run out out of ground
I gotta find my place
I wanna hear my sound
Don’t care about all the pain in front of me
Cause i’m just trying to be happy, yeah
Just wanna be happy, yeah

[Verse 2:]
Holding on tightly
Just can’t let it go
Just trying to play my role
Slowly disappear, ohh
But all these days, they feel like they’re the same
Just different faces, different names
Get me out of here
I can’t stand by your side, ohh no
And watch this life pass me by, pass me by

[Chorus:]
So what if it hurts me?
So what if I break down?
So what if this world just throws me off the edge
My feet run out of ground
I gotta find my place
I wanna hear my sound
Don’t care about all the pain in front of me
Cause i’m just trying to be happy, ohh, happy, ohh

[Bridge:]
So any turns that I can take
like I’m a stranger on this road
But don’t say victim
Don’t say anything

[Chorus:]
So what if it hurts me?
So what if I break down?
So what if this world just throws me off the edge
My feet run out of ground
I gotta find my place
I wanna hear my sound
Don’t care about all the pain in front of me

[Outro:]
I just wanna be happy
Ohh, yeah, happy, ohh, happy
I just wanna be, ohh
I just wanna be happy
Ohh, happy

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Notice: 

Lyrics obtained from http://www.azlyrics.com. Huzzah for them!

Edited by Obianuju Ayalogu.

Article Recommendations

http://portableisthenewhot.blogspot.com.ng/2016/09/dear-future-husband.html?m=1- awesome blog. I especially love the GirlsChat series.

http://demorrieaux.wordpress.com/2016/11/17/conflicts-within/- This article should be read and this blog should be followed. It just makes sense. She’s a fantastic writer and she reflects God in a beautiful way in her writing. So, do yourself a favor, follow her blog. And mine πŸ˜‰.
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​Of old friends, newly minted acquaintances and LASTMA

        About 2 weeks back, Nedoux called to invite me for an event. As I had nothing else to do on that day, and I’d been on the lookout for an opportunity to go to the island to meet up with some old friends, I accepted.
I’m not going to gush too much but the parts I stayed for were so so lovely. I met up with my friends too. But the highlight of the day for me were the people I met and the snacks I ate. The gifts as well and I got to see my friends. So, pretty much the whole day made it on the highlight reel.

A huge shoutout must go to the following people-

Chinedu “Nedoux” Ahanonu- amazing blogger, kind of big sister, generally fun human being. Thanks for inviting me.

Tosin Alabi –  Nice person. Friendly too. I unilaterally banned her from answering any more questions during the trivia game, cos she kept on getting em right. Still, the bag and the slippers were very very well deserved.

Adaeze – Was a classic case of don’t judge a blogger by the preconceived notion you’ve had of them. I always pictured her as demure and quiet. She is not. At all. She made me laugh more than once and I loved her outfit for the day, especially her bag, purse more like, that was so dainty and tiny, I’m surprised it was functional. And white trousers too. Really awesome sense of style. Great writer. Thanks for my necklace by the way.

Chinelo – Didn’t interact too much with her but she seemed nice.

Uzoma – Nice lady. Bit quiet, awesome with the camera. 

Amaka – We already met. Her blog is quite amazing, check it out for thrifty ideas.
Ogo- Stylist. Super friendly. She had on this satiny white shirt and a wide legged pant with slits on. I’m not much for wide legged pants, but i think I may duplicate it at some point.
Yanmife, Ifemide and Ibukun- Yanmife had that mischievous vibe going for him. The Uju part of my personality likes mischievous people. Ifemide was quiet and helpful. He got along great with the Obi part of me. Ibukun and I didn’t interact very much but he seemed nice enough.

Also, my inner fan girl was freaking out. I met Afrolems in the flesh! Awesome human being by the way. We share a mutual dislike of avocados. The only difference being that she’s gotten over her dislike enough to incorporate it in recipes and I; still hate the smell.

The food and drinks:

Cafe Neo’s pineapple and ginger juice is the bomb.com. It’s quite amazing. 
My friend also bought Bailey’s chin chin at Cafe Neo and I tasted it. Very nice, great idea.

12 baskets did not disappoint with their small chops. I especially liked the peppery spring rolls.

Wilson’s Lemonade was completely on point, as always.

My brother adored SoYummy’s caramel popcorn. I liked it too even though I don’t really like caramel.

Afrolems’ gizdodo was so amazingly tender! And a work of art, presentation wise.

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I facilitated a 3 way swap for this necklace. Worth it.

I can’t wait to use this!
Check Yes, LASTMA. Thanks Chinedu!

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