Jesus PIECE...Jesus PEACE?

The original Jesus Piece can sell for as high as $17,000. More...or Less....but the point is, some cost that much. In our usual naija style, i'll give you a moment to calculate the naira equivalent. Now that we are on the same page and you understand that some of these neckpieces can pay some people's annual salary, all benefits inclusive, lets make some comparisons and ask a few questions.

Since When Do You Do Anything?

'Famous five', ‘L cube- D square’, ‘L and D crew’…These are few of the many names we were called as a group of five friends back in undergrad and trust me we were a Bad-Ass-Crew (insert ‘yimu’ here). Over the years we managed to keep in touch, we even have a BBM group called L and D crew…LOL!

You know how you have some friends and you don’t bug each other about not keeping in touch because no matter how long it’s been since you last spoke, you can get on the same page in minutes without speaking to much grammar and you can’t explain how they know so much about you but They. Just. Know!!!
Well, I like to think the L and D crew falls into that category, so you can imagine my utmost surprise when I announced on our group chat, with so much excitement by the way, that I started a blog, then they asked me, ‘ since when do you write?’. I mean, I have been writing since high school, so how do they, of all people, not know that I write?

Vegetarian or Nigerian?

So I was with a group of people the other day and we were all enjoying our different meals in peace. Meal time for me is usually a quiet time, time to reflect, think, make money in my mind, and listen to the sound of me licking my fingers on days when I decide to eat hot Amala and gbegiri with ogufe (what can I say? I grew up in Ibadan). So, everything was going on peacefully until someone couldn't finish her meat and she asked the person beside her shey you will eat meat? and the girl replies "no thanks, i'm vegetarian".
This was trouble!!!

Na my papa get am?

Dark skies, cold weather, very cold weather, tired  muscles, sleepy eyes....As I struggled to get out of bed this morning, a nagging question was right at the back of my mind,"this job sef, na my papa get am?" Right after this question, I realized a lot of other people are probably asking the same question, some at the same time, some at different other times.

I remember while we were all in undergrad, most people had the dream of graduating and getting a job doing what they love, what they enjoy but unemployment can so sink into the very depths of your being and make you forget all that you love and enjoy up until you start singing along to the popular tune of the unemployed- any job is fine abeg, let me just be leaving this house every morning, i don tire, job na job, shebi na make money just dey enter and so on... then one fateful day, baba God answers the prayers that before seemed never ending, the job comes, you are elated, you are almost even grateful to the company for hiring you and you promise to deliver your best at the job.
Then days pass, months, possibly years, you begin to question yourself...is this really what i want to do with my life? the fatigue, the dissatisfaction, and all of a sudden you forget the previous tune of job na job abeg.

shhhh

In wondering what the diaries of an ibadan babe should consist of, I know you are probably thinking the word ''Ibadan" and "babe" shouldnt even stay side by side, but just Shhhhhh....Lol! im here to air it out, I hope you love to read and I hope this is the start of something great!!!

Enjoy!! Xx