Midweek Moanings

Hi there,
It feels like I haven’t posted here in ages.

School has really resumed with actual lectures and it’s very very hectic already. I already have 2 presentations and one assignment due.

My friend’s birthday was yesterday so we went to Ozone and the only movie we were remotely interested in was Ted 2. It was hilarious and there was this reaaaalllllyyyy nasty scene in it. We also went to Silver Cafe in ECentre and we did a little karaoke. It’s really not bad if you get over the smoke.

We haven’t had light for over a week. I don’t understand what is going on in my hostel. I feel like we’re being ripped off. There’s no water, no light and they aren’t turning on the generator. So what exactly am I is my father paying for.

I’m trying to improve on my left handwriting. It’s not so bad. I can say that it’s better than some people’s normal handwriting.

Check out my review of Saving Dapo by @seunodukoya here

You should also check out all the awesome stories shortlisted for Writivism 2015 and this funny article in the NewYorker about comprehension passages.

I really don’t have anything to talk about. Just needed to post something here. I’ve been thinking of what to talk about, but I’m drawing blanks. If there’s something you’d like me to talk about, you can drop a comment, tweet at me @deaduramilade or send me an email (Ltawaq@gmail.com)

Adios!
Grace & Peace

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You Are More Than Your Vagina

Before I start this post, I’d say that yes, I’m a virgin. [For all of you that have asked or have wanted to ask]. The plan is to be a virgin when I get married because I’ve made a personal decision to not have sex with someone who I haven’t committed to spending the rest if my life with.
But again, this thing isn’t easy because: desires of the flesh and all of that.

Okay, now that that’s out of the way, unto the post.

Women are more than their vaginas
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Random Ramblings on a Rainy Saturday

Hello people.

So this post is just random things I’ve been thinking about or I’ve thought about recently.
This rant will mostly be about books. This is not a book review but it is mostly about books.

1. Whenever I say that Ghana Must Go sucked and is very overrated, people give me this weird look like: “you have betrayed the gods of the black – African for that matter, woman”. A travesty.

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Too Much?

Hey guys

I know I promised to post at least once a week but a lot has been going on.
I’ve been really busy. What with a very important exam coming up and struggling to write reviews for books I promised to review. We Blog About Books
I’m hoping something profitable comes out of this

I’ve been wondering about this blog. Whenever I tag it, I say personal blog but is it really. I don’t talk much about my self.
I mean what’s going on in my life. Where do I draw the line on what to share. It’s really difficult.

I’m in my bed at 2:33am writing this. I just finished my third cup of coffee. I’m not a coffee drinker. This is my second time ever. I just wrote 2 reviews on my book blog and I’m thinking about where I am in life. Especially after reading Efe’s 360 degrees post

I’m supposed to be finishing up my first year of university now but I’m unsure of if I’m even going to get into uni this year. I got into unilag last year September but I refused to go. I wanted to go to the university I got admitted to in CA for January this year but that fell through.

I failed JAMB this year when I retook it. My first exam fail ever. Except when I got F9 in further mathematics mid term test in SS1 and it was because I joined late. (I still ended up being the best student in Further Maths three years running.)
Someone told me that I didn’t fail, I just didn’t meet the cut off. Unilag didn’t reduce their cut off to 180 so I could get in
Nobody was more disappointed than I was.

I have Unilag’s foundation exam on Friday and I’m scared. I don’t want to imagine that I’d fail and I’ve been reading a lot. I’m reading even more than I read for WAEC.

I really don’t know what’s going to happen but God has told me that I should open my mind and see what He’ll do. Basically trust in Him. I know in my heart that God has plans for me but I just want to get this over with. Not knowing where I am is scary.

This year of not being in school has been one of my best. I’ve met a lot of amazing people that I couldn’t have met if I’d gone to school but I can’t carry on like this.

I had a plan for myself. Finish Dansol, go to Canada to study psychology and mandarin, American sign language or entrepreneurship. Come back home. Set up a psychology practice with my friend M and do my makeup and photography on the side.

I think that was the problem. I had a plan. I didn’t ask God. I didn’t tell God. I just went. Oh this is my plan.

In the midst of all this, in the back of mind. I keep on hearing: “I will give you rest on every side” 

NEPA has been playing with us. No light for 3 days. Then today, they brought light for about 10 minutes three times.

My phone’s screen is a mess. I’m taking it to Samsung on Monday. Probably won’t get it till next Monday.

My stomach hurts. I can’t eat. I can’t sleep. I feel sick. I want more coffee but I’m too tired to get up and make some. I don’t even like coffee. Maybe it’s my upcoming exam giving me jitters. Exam jitters. Never had them.

I’m thankful for my friends. My support system.

I think I’ll sign off now. This post is getting long.

Good night/morning.

Writing this post is a struggle. No tears. I think I’ve cried all I can.
I’m scared to post this. I’m just going to send it before I change my mind.

The LORD is my light and my salvation— whom shall I fear? The LORD is the stronghold of my life— of whom shall I be afraid?
– Psalm 27:1

But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.
– 2 Corinthians 12:9-10

Grace and Peace

While I’ve Been Away

I’ve been off the blog for over 2 weeks and the internet for a week. I took my phone to Samsung and to get it back was a struggle.

Within that one week, I had a lot of free time. In that free time, a lot has happened and I have come up with a lot of random thoughts that may produce 3 or 4 posts.

The next few posts would be a random summary of what’s been happening and the weird things I think about when I have nothing else to do

I’ll just quickly talk about Trayvon Martin. I don’t know what happened.  Nobody except Zimmerman and Martin do. What I do know is that Martin was a victim of racial profiling. If it was a white kid wearing a hoodie, he wouldn’t have looked “suspicious”. I mean: black young man. Check. Hoodie. Check. Hands in pockets. Check. He’s obviously looking for houses to rob.
Even from Zimmerman’s comments, you could easily gather that it was racism. Plain and simple.
Would the verdict have been different if both of them were black or white or if Zimmerman was black and Martin white?
I’ve read a lot of articles and watched a number of videos and will just share. At the end of the post.

Jonathan commented on the Yobe killings where a lot of children were murdered in school. He said that he condemns the killings and that they would go to hell. Ko ba ti patewo fun won. Oniranu. President that the only thing he knows how to do is talk.

A lot of people have died this year. So sudden and unexpected. The first person who’s death hit me hard was Tobi. I went to secondary school with him and we graduated together. He died a few weeks before his 18th birthday. On his birthday I cried. I wasn’t particularlying close friends with Tobi. I have known him for over five years. I still think about it sometimes. This is someone who graduated with me.
Then someone off twitter who is friends with a lot of the people I’m friends with and everyone was sad. I read a lot of tributes to her and I cried even though I didn’t know her. Then another person off twitter – I think my sister used to talk to her – died. She’s about my age. Then Ewar died and I was very sad.
So last week, when I heard that LOS guys were in a car accident in Abuja, my heart wanted to fly out of my throat. I was already crying before I saw that nothing happened to them. Two of them went to my school, one of them graduated with my brother and we were friends. That all of them survived with no serious injuries was a miracle. The car they were in fell off a bride and tumbled around before stopping on its side.

This morning, I read that child cancer survivor, cover girl and YouTube makeup artiste Talia died today. I followed her story and she was such an inspiration. So bright and full of sunshine.

This post is already getting too long. And I’m starting to get sad again.

Lament From a White Father
Detroit Trayvon Martin Protest Calls For Justice, Remembers Aiyana
Stanley-Jones, Child Shot By Cop
Syrians Hold Banner Supporting Trayvon Martin’s Family
6 Decisions That Could Have Saved Trayvon Martin’s Life
Black Boys Denied The Right To Be Young
Was Zimmerman Telling the Truth?
I Am Still Trayvon Martin
You Are Not Trayvon Martin
The U.S. v. Trayvon Martin: How the
System Worked

On a totally random note, I saw this deal on dealdey.com for a Nook and 7000 free ebooks. and I wanted to cry. This is my dream honestly. 7 freaking thousand books. If I got that and read one every single day, it would take me almost 20 years.

Grace and Peace