Youth Things

Ol’ Boy, NA TO GET DOWN O! #noTime

Hiya!!! My dear, dear, dear friends. I must confess to y’all...

A single moment away from you feels like...arrrggghhh!!!

I always miss you...and that’s why it hurts sooo much when I write so much and I don’t get enough comments... *sad puppy face*

OK...!

That won’t stop me from writing anyway...at least, I still get some comments and here’s a big shout out to my friends who take time to drop their comments and place their votes on the right side here à

GOD BLESS YOU...MWAHHH! *smacking kiss*

Here we go!

How was ya weekend?

I want to talk Naija today, is that alright?

OK na! So I discovered that some complained that my write-ups were toooo long so I decided to do something about it. After all, I write for you guys na, abi?

I’m in a skipping jolly sweet mood today and I want to just...get down with my peeps o! Daasall!

Oya, carry chair come join me at our table o, make we yarn. True yarn.

So, I sat down in the office this morning and looked at myself.

I looked...and kept looking.

Anyway sha, the office na my mama own sha, bhet I sha dey for inside office, kwa?

So, I started thinking about life after school. And it got me thinking.

There’s one very interesting thing about graduating o! Chai! E sweet too much!

Here goes...As soon as you finish your final exams and throw your pen in the nearest incinerator; as soon as you dance round the school premises in your custom-made jerseys and you’ve grabbed the gaping attention of envious ‘under-graduates’...; as soon as you remove that convocation gown and step outside the school premises, ol’ boy e go be like say person pour cold water for ontop ya head o!

In fact, it will be as if they haff remove the cello tape that was gumming your eyelids to your cheeks...#fian! #Ouch!!! #RealityCalls!

It’s never a gentle awakening, well except your parents own their own big company and as you are stepping out of the school gates, you are stepping into your nice suits and into an air-conditioned office.

OK...I’m in an air-conditioned office right now...except na Mama get am o!

My own is coming in Jesus’ Name. Did I hear an AMEN!

But there’s one thing I must say sha.

Omo mehn, without Jah on your side, you can’t make it o! No be beans talk.

Some people might scoff and say, “But I already made it now?”

Maybe you already did, but you can’t make it FAR.

The same way we all need guarantees and warranty when we buy merchandise, that is the same way we need guarantee and warranty in this life...for ourselves.

God is the only guarantee for a bright tomorrow. And that’s why I know that I can’t suffer because I already settled it back in school, so I know that I am a phenomenon that will set the world on its ear...positively!

And before I go further sef, what do you have in your hand? I am talking to YOU my dear friend who is a graduate like me but is yet to get moving...financially and job-wise.

Take a look at your palms, please.

Those hands are going to help you shape your destiny. They are the best tools for labour that you’ll ever get.

Pick a mirror and take a close look at your mouth.

I’m not saying you should contemplate the sexiness or otherwise of it, dear.

I’m saying, look at your mouth and see it as your most basic tool ever.

That mouth will make or break you; that mouth will take you forward or draw you backwards and that mouth will make you happy or bring you sorrow.

Anyway sha, I’ll be taking the whole “mouth issue” in another post. Did I hear a “YAY!!!”?

This post is supposed to help you see that you can’t afford to just sit back and relax and wait for your life to start.

Ol’ boy, e don start o! *pours more cold water on your head*

JERK AWAKE!

You have to see yourself as being able to accomplish...try to lean away from your parents’ influence and ask yourself, “Am I as strong as I think?”

If your answer is yes, congratulations...you are a promising achiever.

If it is no, then you can start somewhere...right now.

Make the best use of those hands...put that lovely, beautifully shaped mouth to...ermm...sensible use and watch yourself shoot beyond the skies!

Like me! *jolly laugh*

God bless you dear friends... I love y’all and I hope you log in again next week...by God’s grace for lovelier, hooking-you-on stuff! Don’t forget to vote! à

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#Peace