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The YMR Experience

The YMR experience was an experience indeed. Never have I ever seen something so beautiful in young people. YMR is a Young Ministers’ retreat that entails praying continuously for hours until the Holy Ghost comes upon you, for you to bring people to God’s Kingdom. It’s a 4-day program and you go there fasting only breaking with just water and fruits. I didn’t fast that way too before I fall while praying. I did a 12-12 dry fasting and then broke my fast later.  Now let’s talk about the experience. When I got there on Tuesday afternoon, I didn’t feel anything immediately. My body was really weak so I just kept sitting and standing up. While people were praying with everything they had, Temi was just there sitting and praying. It is well. I discovered it was because I hadn’t eaten, so I went out to get something. Strength finally came for the night session and which was held from 7 pm to 2 am. At that point, I hadn’t realized the beauty of the program because I sat at the back but I coul
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A very long break

It’s been ages since Temi last wrote on this blog. Just great! I’m sorry about about the ten-month hiatus. I have no tenable excuse for my inconsistency, to be honest,but the truth is I’ve been demotivated,lazy and just uninterested in a lot of things altogether.  A lot has happened since the last time I posted and when I say a lot, I mean a lot. Don't get me started on the academic stress and its effect on my life. It was all for a good cause because at the end, it was worth it. In fact, let me start from there,you all know your girl seeks academic validation a lot. I love the satisfaction I get after writing an exam and then seeing the results I wanted. But then the 2am reading, the migraines, the constant pressure on myself to push myself to do better. The constant fear of failure actually pushed me to do better, it was a whole lot. I don’t even think words are enough to express the experience I had. It was my first exam in the university and I really wanted to test my strength
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This Life is Like a Spoon

This particular title has no meaning and that’s how I choose to describe this life. This life is like a spoon true true abeg, it makes absolute no sense. Doing things and going through stress only to die one day. All these have nothing to do with what I’m about to write about o but I’m just dropping my two cents about this life. It’s been hard guysss, it’s been hard adjusting to this new life. I’ll definitely get a hang of it but I’m taking you guys through the journey. I didn’t go to a boarding school so it’s all been weird. And the fact that I stayed home for three months makes matter worse. I already got used to being in my own space. I miss being able to cry for a long time without anyone asking what’s wrong. Most of the time, it’s always a stupid reason. I miss being happy for no particular reason. I miss being in my head without anyone thinking I’m giving them an attitude. I hate that I can’t have male friends because I always think they want something in return. You can’t blame
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Life Update (1)

Lmfaooo, I know I went MIA for a while but nothing was flowing. I tried my best though but creative block won’t even let me. Things were just not working out and everything was happening so fast. I honestly had high hopes for this year but omooo e be like say my own new year go start for February. Y’all my birthday is next week btw. Big 18 purrrrrrr! Happy New Year guysss, I know I promised you guys happy blogs this time. Big jokes on me! I thought this year was going to be my year. Lmfaooo. We can’t say sha but I will be dropping life updates from time to time.  Let me start dishing out the whole tea. Apparently, I was supposed to go to a school but it didn’t work out. And then the stress I had to go through because I wanted to go there was very much over the top. From going to Obalende twice to going to Ibadan to correct a mistake someone made on my jamb portal. I feel like everything happened for a reason because all that stress couldn’t just be for nothing. I tried another school a
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2021 did a whole lot.

This year did a lot to me but I’m still grateful but why? “Why does everything have to be that difficult” was what I kept asking myself as I washed the dishes. Do you guys know washing dishes can be sometimes therapeutic? It helps clear the mind, you’ll find yourself talking to yourself, questioning a lot of things and by the time you’re done, you feel better.  My birthday this year was so far the worst birthday I’ve ever had. I mean who frowns almost throughout their birthday? I got a lot of presents and wishes but oh boy I was lost. I remember not feeling my birthday anymore even though I really hyped it to get presents and all, I was lost on the inside. Then after months of reading, months of hope. JAMB decided to mess me up, most wondered why I was so beat up because to be fair enough it was something compared to many others. I know many are ambitious but have you met me? I’m very hungry for success, I wanted a particular score, I longed for it. I read like there was no tomorrow an
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Senior Prefect Post Isonu

  This one's personal to me but as I sat on the okada going to Fagba from Ogba, I thought about my experience as the senior prefect. This position  made me feel very somehow, I can't even explain it. As I write now, I can't remember any good thing about that post. Is it the constant pressure from myself and my family? Or the continuous battle with imposter syndrome? It was all too much for me and all for what gan sef? I remember the day I was announced the senior prefect, I actually cried that day. Maybe that cry was a sign that I was going to see shege. I remember it as clear as day, I was actually shocked I got the position.  Firstly, I didn't even apply for it, I applied for labour biko. They should have kuku given me the labour jejely, it would have prevented a lot of things. I remember promising myself not to change because I know how my classmates are and what they can say. I ended up changing but in my opinion it was for the better. I became more responsible with
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Book Review Series: First of many

  Welcome to my first of many book reviews on this blog, we’ll be trying out movies as well. Most movies will be out in December, so we will leave that for later. Few days ago, I started reading this particular book. It’s titled “Nearly all men in Lagos are mad” by Damilare Kuku. Even the title gann sef gets you all excited and riled up to read. A friend texted me on Instagram asking me where she could get the book and I had told her that I didn’t know. I saw the book again on someone’s IG story and I’m like this book is definitely a hit. I saw it again on someone’s Snapchat story and it was then I knew that I must read it. So I put it up on my WhatsApp status asking where I could get the book. Later that evening, someone sent me the soft copy and I couldn’t be more grateful. I thanked her on my status and half of my contact list asked for the soft copy. So I shared it to anyone who asked. Guysss I’m so hooked, I’m done with the book and I want to read it again. The short stories? They
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