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MY UPSIDE-DOWN JONAH STORY

“Today was a mess!” Deremi told her sister as she dumped her bag on her bed, kicked her shoes off and shimmied out of her jumpsuit into her night gown. 

“Tell me about it” Deola, said looking up from what she was typing on her laptop. 

“I went to register for my external exams today o! And what would take about 30-45 minutes on a good day, an hour max, took me 3 hours, the server kept on failing when we wanted to upload my online profile to the exam’s site. 

“After we finally finished battling with that one, I wanted to go and see my friends in the neighbourhood: Ebun, Vicky and Dolapo, and I didn’t really know my way around so I called Omoarukhe to ask if he would be so kind as to taking me there, he told me that he had just been discharged from the hospital but that he’d be with me in about 20 minutes. Time was going and my friends had been calling me all day that I should hurry so as not to miss them, I also didn’t want get caught in the evening rush hour. 20 minutes later Omo was no where in sight, I called his number but he didn’t pick the call, I was getting antsy so I decided to find my way to my friends’ place by myself.

“I met a nice lady who told me that she was going in the same direction and she was even willing to help me find my way. That’s how we started going and as I was about to call Omo to tell him I was already on my way so that he would meet me there, my phone died. I was confused and I didn’t know what to do, so I felt that if I got to my friends’ house on time, I’d charge my phone and call him and we’d still meet up and all. 

“So that’s how me and the lady got to the bus stop and there was no bus going in our direction. I don’t know how long we stood there for? Maybe 5 minutes, maybe 10 or even 15, I was worried about Omo since he had just been discharged and nothing was going according to plan, time was running. I didn’t even know what to do again, I was so confused because Omo might have gotten to our agreed meeting point and might have been looking for me, and the one that I did not see bus again was another wahala

“At some point I had to explain my condition to the lady and I told her thank you and ran back to where I was coming from to look for Omo. He was no where in sight, I had to go back to my exam registration centre and plug my phone there, I tried switching it on to no avail and I don’t know anybody’s number by heart.

“By the time my phone managed to come on about 20 minutes later, Omo was fuming, he had searched for me at our agreed meeting point and had headed over to my friends’ neighbourhood hoping to catch me along the way and he nearly had an health scare in the process. I was just begging him, over an hour had gone so he advised me to just get on my way home.

“The sad part is I was still caught up in the evening rush hour like never before. The traffic on the road these days is just awful. Anyhow, I was just begging all my friends as I was on my way home then my battery died again in the bus.” Deremi sighed “Today was just messed”

Adeola looked at her sister who was currently balanced at the edge of her bed.

“Did you pray before embarking on this your adventure?” she asked her younger sister. 

“Yes” Deremi nodded. 

“And what did God say?” Adeola asked. 

Deremi shrugged “I don’t know”

“You don’t know or you didn’t bother to find out? You had your day all planned out, so he could as well keep his opinion to Himself huh?” 

Deremi scratched her ear as her sister kept on 

“This your tale just reminds me of Jonah, the only difference is that God sent him somewhere and he didn’t go while God didn’t send you somewhere and you wanted to go. Analyse it, Jonah was to go to Nineveh and he boarded a boat headed elsewhere which faced a great tempest till he was cast overboard and was swallowed in the belly of a whale for 3 days and washed on the shore close to Nineveh. You on the other hand wanted to go somewhere and your exam registration dragged on for forever, instead of you to quit; you called someone to take you who wasn’t on time and your phone died, you got to the bus stop and you didn’t even get a bus going in your direction, you’d already left your friend hanging by then and what else?”

Remi sighed as her sister’s explanation made her reflect on her day once again. She really had to work on hearing the voice of God and obeying his every instruction, even when she felt it didn’t favour her. 

Psalm 119:133 KJV

Order my steps in thy word: and let not any iniquity have dominion over me.

Psalm 139:7-10 KJV

Whither shall I go from thy spirit? or whither shall I flee from thy presence? [8] If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there: if I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there . [9] If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea; [10] Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me.

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How was your day?

I had a very be-yoo-ti-ful day today, great emphasis on beautiful and I learnt a lot of stuff. 

>>Babes this one is for you<<

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👑 Àyànfé (the King’s Beloved)


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AUTHORS NOTE 

Hi there! 

No, I wasn’t run over by a bus or anything, I just didn’t post 2 consecutive times because… well life got in the way and all. Lame excuse I know, I’m sorry. 

But I’m going to be going on a blog holiday for the most part of June. 

Gasp! Why?! 

Well, I’ve got exams this month and I have to face my school work. 

I might post sporadically though, maybe once a week. Just don’t hold your breath. 

My most sincere apologies

👑 the King’s Beloved (Àyànfé)

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CHIDINMA 

Hmmn, let me tell you about Chidinma. 

It’s like Chidinma is high on crack this night. She has been disturbing everyone disturbable since she came in from her meal (myself inclusive) She’s been dragging legs and sitting on other people’s chairs, shouting, screaming and locking the door. According to Taiwo she’s been acting that way all evening.

She’s been giving people bad bele eyes, laughing loudly and behaving crazily. 

Talking about Wi-Fi passwords and begging me to give Taiwo pure water, it’s only a matter of time till we (the people she’s been disturbing) disturb her in equal measure. 

OMG! It’s like she just tried to harrass someone! And she’s still laughing crazily! She just tried to bath me on my bed and we ended up messing up the whole room. 

Sigh. 

Oh Chidinma!

🍔 Cheeseburger. 

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ATTITUDE OF GRATITUDE

I can’t believe that I was so caught up in all my achievements today that I forgot to do this.

*Clears Throat*

I would like to use this moment on this special day that my blog is a year old to thank the giver of life, the source of all things, my friend and my King, my muse, my light. My best-est-est friend in the whole world.
Thank you God. I am so thankful for all you have done for me, for my blog, for my friends, for everything!

So with my heart full of gratitude,
My lips full of praises,

My mind in awe of who you are,

And my soul rejoicing in your presence.

I have come to say thank you. Thank you for being God; thank you for being My God. Thank you for its been a year now, thank you for a hundred posts.

Thank you for every thing.

🍔

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MY LEGACY

It’s a year already. I am just speechless.

I always wanted to have a blog back in secondary school, but it was just a tall dream. I soon forgot about the dream when I entered uni, but a friend, my best-est-est friend in the whole wide world kept on pushing me to open a blog and I kept on stalling. Until today last year, I saw the WordPress app on a friend’s phone and I opened a blog.

I’d like to say that it has not been easy, although it’s also been fun. Blogging is so many things to me but I’ll just use 2 sentences: Blogging is work. Blogging is a calling.

Seriously, when I decided to get serious about my blog in October 2016, I realised how truly stressful blogging is. With the time-table and struggling to beat deadlines, juggling my life in between and don’t even get me started on when Writer’s Block hits. Blogging is work, and it is stressful.

But I also believe that its a calling. I believe blogging is a calling in the sense that, if you are called to it, no matter what, you will stay faithful and commited to it.
Even when there is electric power outage and your battery is low by 10:45pm (or worsestill, the battery is dead) and you’re yet to put up your blog post for the day; or when you’re broke and you don’t have data to post, or when you suddenly realise that it’s your posting day by 11:45pm without a draft at the ready, or when your Stats for blog views are at an all time low and you’re feeling discouraged, and let’s not mention Writer’s Block again (oops, I just did. Too bad). 
You in all these instances being me though.
But the thing is despite all these, if blogging is your calling, you’ll find a way to deliver one way or another.

If there is anything I’ve learnt from owning a blog it’s that when there is a will; there is a way.

So my darling readers, my one advice for you on my Blog Anniversary Day (I’m not sure that’s a thing though) is that you find your calling, find that thing within which your passion lies, it could also be writing, maybe not on a blog like me, maybe on Wattpad or Snapchat or Facebook, it could be cooking, or painting or taking care of people. Whatever it is, find your calling and go after it.

One of the reasons I also opened a blog was to leave a legacy behind just in case I fall dead tomorrow. I have something that will be used to remember me by. So what is your legacy? What will be your legacy? How will people remember you ever walked this earth?

Find your passion, find your calling and invest into it. And let that be your legacy.

🍔 Cheeseburger.

One year and still going strong.

Halleluyah!

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JESUS! I DIDN’T POST YESTERDAY! 

Jesus! I didn’t post yesterday!
And I have a perfectly good explanation. My 1.5gb data subscription that was meant to take me throughout the whole month suddenly finished under the space of 2 weeks (on Friday) as I was trying to upload a video of our choir concert – which took place on Friday – on instagram (the concert was LIT on a whole other level by the way) 

And the concert was a vigil so I slept late and woke up late and I’m currently tight on cash and decided to load my phone using the ATM (the same one that came alive after me and my Sisters prayed over it) 

Anyways, I decided to use the ATM after prayer meeting ended by 7pm yesterday evening and my phone was credited like over 45 minutes later, then I bought my data and it also took a while for me to receive it. During which period my phone died and I went out to play, I came back in pretty late and forgot completely about my phone and blog till I saw that the time was 12 am and I realised: Jesus, I didn’t post yesterday! 

Since it’s still around 12, let’s consider this as Saturday’s post, I’ll still post later on today for Sunday. 

🍔 Cheeseburger. 

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RUDE MUCH? 

I grimaced as yet another snore escaped from his mouth directly into my ear, I closed my eyes asking for the grace to bear this torture. I felt moisture on my shoulder and turned. 

Oh God! He’s drooling on me!!! 

I tried to reposition myself, but there was no shaking this guy off. We’d been on the bus for about 5 hours now, Ibadan was still 2 hours away, I didn’t even realise when the man sitted next to me fell asleep, well until he began using my shoulder as a pillow and singing snooze tunes straight into my ears.

I tried sleeping, but this guy’s snores were hard core! I couldn’t close my eyes for a straight minute. 

Finally after what seemed like eternity, we arrived at the motor park. We were in Ibadan, safe and sound, I shifted my shoulder and tapped the guy next to me. It had been a really long and stressful trip, and I didn’t know what he had been through before boarding the bus so I couldn’t attack him or complain or anything. 

The man stirred next to me, straightened his head and looked at himself, he turned and looked at me, I managed a sheepish smile, he turned away looking ahead, then scratched his eyes, after which he rubbed his mouth, which he realised was moist causing him to clean it with the back of his shirtsleeve. He eyed my shoulder, which already had a wet patch, clearing his throat, he stood up and stepped out of the bus. 

Wow! Rude much? 

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No EXP #1 this night, I’m sorry. Please bear with me.

🍔 Cheeseburger. 

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