Random: Updates and Thanksgiving

Hello Everyone,

How was your weekend?

I know I just had to post this today! There was no way I will go to bed without doing this, I am even typing this without writing down first( I hardly ever do that).

 This past week has been busy and even at the back of my mind I wanted at least to write a ThankfulThursday Post but alas, Work called. So, I am here to pay my debt.

I am very grateful to God, generally for the life that he has given me. 

Sometime in May, I felt the nagging feeling that something was about to change. I didn't know what but I got excited. Now, I feel the need to write about this phase I am going through, although i'm still in the process but I feel that someone will get something out of it. I have not concluded what I will name the series yet, but it is going to be something in line with an under 25 girl living alone in Lagos. Suggestions?

I really just want to share my experience and I think its about the time ( I feel a peace about it already)

I am thankful about the friends I have, Jeez! They are so amazing. 

I am also working on putting together an interview-like thing that will start Mid September (Next week) for young Christians, their faith and their journey through life. So, this is asking if you want to be a part of that please kindly drop me an Email (tomi.akibo@gmail.com) Oh! I don't have a name yet too x_x I will surely think one up before the time is right. Please, do let me know if you don't mind sharing your journey with Christ with the world. Would be expecting!

Grateful for new opportunities

Last week, I went for a training and Gosh! I realised how much I would LOVE to do data analysis. I am so excited about this and the opportunity to learn more, BUT I am discovering that I get bored easily with new things and being careful about it I am containing my excitement and taking it all in little-by-little plus I met this lady during the training and we seem to have alot in common. Name, interest and what not


List of more things I am thankful for;
- New beginnings
- A place that is HOME
- DIY
- Zaron lip pencil
- Nail polish
- Sister T
- New Friends

What are you thankful for?
P.S: I opened my blogger and I see marriage talk everywhere.... Warris happening? *Side eyes* +Atilola Moronfolu (here) and sykik Now let me go and read ;)

Have you come to an end of yourself? Have you come to a point where nothing else seems to be working out and you've tried all you could? Click to meet GRACE

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Book Review: For Laff's sake by @ilola

The book is a comedy and i read through and although i wasn't exactly rolling on the floor laughing, It did make me laugh, not the straight face kind of one we use over the internet, in between all the humor found in the book, love that Atilola brought in key issues that are affecting us as humans and as a society. 

This is an excerpt from the book..... and trust me this is just a chip, its worth it.

Enjoy.

Exactly How?

Jamiu was a very curious lad. It is a wonder that he is still alive as Curiosity has yet to kill him, like it did the cat. Because of this, he knows many things a child of his age has no business knowing. In fact, the shape of his ears has been quite altered, because adults keep pulling it anytime he’s caught pulling one of his eavesdropping stunts. But it seems the more his ears are pulled, the longer they get, and the longer they get, the more they prickle for more juicy information. His family and friends had tried hard, but could find no solution for his eavesdropping habit.

Jamiu lived with his parents in a one-room apartment. On a particular day, some of his family members had come from his village in Ekiti for a family meeting. Because of Jamiu’s special gift of eavesdropping, they sent him to play with his cousins in his uncle’s house, two streets away. Unfortunately for Jamiu, he had forgotten to take his rubber ball before leaving home. Jamiu could however not imagine having to play with his cousin, without the aid of a rubber ball to kick around, so he decided to go back home, just to ‘get his ball’. Whether Jamiu intentionally or unintentionally left his ball at home is a fact that nobody would really find out till the end of time.

When he got home, the meeting had already started, and the door had been locked. Jamiu saw the ball he came to pick, right in front of the door, but the sound of the muffled voices coming from inside the room was too appetising for him to resist. So in his usual manner, he settled comfortably at the door, and pried his long ears at the hole of the door knob to do what he knew how to do best, looking around to make sure he wasn’t caught by anyone.

What he heard was best imagined.

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“So Mama Jamiu, as I was saying, Tayo, Jamiu’s real mother is back at home with me. She has long recovered from her mental illness, after Baba Elewe Omo, the native doctor she has been with for the past eight years, concluded her treatment.” Jamiu’s grandmother started.

“That is good news mama mi[1],” said Jamiu’s father.

“That is not all,” Jamiu’s grandfather interrupted. “She has requested for her child to be brought to her.”

“No o, baba mi[2]. That is not possible. How can I send Jamiu to go and live with an ex-mad woman? I would never do that.”

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