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You should most definitely read this while listening to "This Christmas by Chris Brown 😊" I absolutely love Christmas and I have always been fascinated by Christmas trees and all that it represents.  When I see Christmas trees, I see far beyond the stems and green branches and ornaments. I see love, I see years of memories, I see laughter, I see tears and I see every other thing in between.  To me, they're not just trees, they're memories on every branch hidden in each decoration and when the lights shine so brightly, they reel you in and remind you that with love, everything is beautiful 😍  I understand that not everyone has the love that they deserve at this season and not everyone has a reason to smile so that makes this season even harder. If you'll permit me, I'd like to say this specifically to you; It's Not... It is It's sharing your gifts, not purchasing gifts; It's not wrapping presents,  it's being present  And wrapping your arms ar...

Hola!! I know that you may think you are well versed in this topic, but by the time I am done with this piece, you will realize that you're probably not.  So, let's start; what is a beard ?  (you're probably wondering why I am asking such an obvious question yea?). You know the general definition, - the hair that grows on the jaw, chin, upper lip, lower lip, cheeks and neck of humans. Simple right? WRONG!! I'll go ahead to define the other meaning of a beard.  " a beard is a person who knowingly or unknowingly accompanies a homosexual person to conceal the person's sexual orientation OR make the person appear heterosexual." It may be a little confusing but hear me out, it actually sort of makes sense when you consider it. Like, you know how beards help to  magnify a man's beauty OR whatever, this helps to minimize focus on  something. At the end of the day, they are both costumes and are either enunciating or hiding something.  You sha get my point. So...

Breakfast is served... Good morning, Aunty Maggi. Aunty, why are you looking at me like that? Shebi because I'm single you automatically think I want to jump on your husband's bones? (Tueh) Aunty o, why are you whispering and gossiping at Junior's birthday? (I can literally hear your loud whispers!) Abi it's because I wore crazy jean to the party you think I want to seduce your friends husbands? It's kukuma me that carried myself to come na.  Me ke? Wetin concern me abeg? Me that came because Aunty Cordelia made my favorite dish? Aunty please I'm not catwalking o, it's just how my bow legs make me walk. Trust me, I would love to sit in this seat all through the  party, but Aunty Joy and Aunty Blessing will think I'm waiting for them to serve me because I'm a lawyer now. I heard when they were talking to Cousin Jason, while I honestly do not care, I don't want you people to talk mummy's ear off. She trained me well, na me just get coconut head...

Today, I want to speak about grief.  Grief is different things to different people Grief doesn't have the same look for everyone as you think it should. When you meet someone who's grieving, don't tell them" God understands or it's God's will" they don't need to hear that. What they need is for you to be there, you can sit quietly and just be there physically OR you can be there mentally for them whenever they want to vent, but by all means be there. Not everyone has found a healthy way to deal with their grief so, be kind. People are grieving for one thing or the other daily. You're not the "grief police" who tells people how to grief OR how long their grieving should be OR what steps their grieving process should follow (take it down a notch! 😒). It's not an easy process, grieving... I don't think it's one that ends because you have this love that you want to give to these people, but you cannot give it to them anymore ...

I'm sure that from the title of this piece, you already know what I am going to speak about.  In case you do not know me,  Hi, my name is Princess Odey and I am a recovering wallflower.  Growing up, I wasn't exactly a wallflower. I was outspoken, I was assertive and I had no fear in the world. I don't know if it was the fearless heart of  a child or if I was just  plain crazy, but yea, not a wallflower. However, somewhere along the way, I lost that "crazy". I cannot pinpoint the exact period that this happened but I discovered that somehow, I had gotten "shy". What I did during this period was, I hid a lot; I hid behind my books and novels and movies and behind the reserved facade just watching people and unconsciously learning. It was also really helpful that I had  a knack for disappearing when I was asked to do something that pertained to being put on the spot or being in front of a crowd as such, I mastered the art of blending into the environment ve...

I visited a mechanic's workshop of recent and it brought back so many memories. When I was much younger, I went to a lot of mechanic workshops with my dad and it was one of my most happy moments. You see, I was a very curious child and so, I would ask a lot of questions, thankfully, I had a very patient  dad who was always ready to teach me everything I wanted to know.  THE AUTOMOBILE - I always asked why there were a lot of broken cars in the mechanics workshop(I know that you may be thinking, " but that's what mechanics are there for ")- well, I mean the cars that are just abandoned with no one working on them. I always felt that they were lonely and should just be put out of their  misery...                                                                       ...

Hey wandering eyes, Do you think I don't see the ring you just hid in your pocket? Or the indent caused by the same ring on your fourth finger? They say not all of YOU are demons but I guess you're here to prove them wrong. What will 'iyawo' think when she sees how fast your eyes wander? Or how you shout "bàwò ní" to Bose, the POS  girl at the junction with a mischievous glint in your eyes? Will she think, "he's a man and that's how they do, besides he's just looking na"   OR will she smack your big head with her palm (which is what I personally think you deserve). Well, today I'm the girl who's going to mind her business and pretend I didn't see the horrible wink you sent my way. Till next time.  Princess💞

Hi Guys, I've been putting off publishing this and several other pieces for a while now, but something just happened to me and I am more inspired to put this out now.  So, I was just on my own jeje, scrolling through Instastories and I saw a poll that asked " Are you in Love ?" I just wanted to click " Yes " and INSTAGRAM  swiped me out?! Likeeeeeee!!  Like, why so judgy Insta? You don't know if I'm in love or not do you??! No, do you?! (answer na. Mtshewww) How dare you??? I was 'single-shamed' by Instagram and as an advocate for the people, I decided to publish this piece, much to the shame of Insta. Now, to the matter of the day; This piece was inspired by this amazing 90's R n B Playlist I was listening to that consisted of songs like Bended Knees by Boys II Men, Dilemma by Nelly ft. Kelly, Walking Away by Craig David and some other amazing songs by various artists including Usher, 50 Cent, Destiny's Child etc (You sha get my point). ...

So, I went  for a wedding over the weekend, and coupled with my "bridesmaiding" experience, I think it is safe to say that I have a few things to say. What good will knowledge have, if it is not shared and implemented, hence my writing this to you.  While reading this piece, I want you to bear it in mind that I'm telling you trade secrets that only a few good people (like me) will tell you. I have been through a lot just to get these details across to you. So, do well to utilize this information. The first thing you must understand is that, as a part of the wedding party,  you were strategically bestowed with that honor for a purpose- to make the whole ceremony look good. Being beautiful/handsome comes to play in this a lot  as pictures and videos taken during the whole process are meant to last the test of time (can't have people out there looking like gurkel), no offense. Anyways, back to my statement, it is your sole responsibility as an individual to ensure that ...

Like it says above, this is a letter from me to you. I'm placing all my cards on the table, knowing that you won't leave me hanging. Where a thousand stand,  you shine so brightly; your skin glistens and the sun has no choice but to take a break. Your smell, oh, your smell. It intoxicates me and it leaves  room for nothing else.  When I touch you, it feels like my heart has been rejuvenated. I want you; I want to lose myself inside of you with no remorse. I see you, and my heart decides to go on a vacation.   Your legs are so smooth and I'm tempted to say that they're my favorite part of your body, but that would be a lie wouldn't it?  Your eyes are so expressive, it is hard to see anything else.  When I hear your sound, I'm reminded of the purring sound of a satisfied kitten. You see, you engage all of my sensory organs and I am not  ashamed to say that you have my heart, and it's on a no return policy.  I'll keep dreaming of you till I have...

 Today, I felt butterflies in my tummy... Now, let me tell you that, nothing prepares you for that feeling. So, no matter how long you imagine what it feels like and how deep your imagination runs, nothing actually prepares you for it.  It feels like your stomach is having cardiac arrest and a panic attack at the same time. I know what you're thinking, and no, I am not in love with anyone which is why it came as a shock that I should feel butterflies in my tummy. I was made to understand that this only happens when you finally meet your "one true love" abi did Disney lie to me😡😡?  Seeing as the above option was off the desk, I decided to take an introspective journey and here is what I found; Life is beautiful and even more so when you take the time to SEE & APPRECIATE it.  Humans are an amazing combination of intrigue and ...(I can't quite find the word for it) The purpose of our lives is to be happy, make impact and to spread love.  God is the absolute b...

  I'm in a tricycle, the cyclist is breaking all the traffic laws and in the process, messing up my neatly styled weave. The weather is pleasant and it is one of those days that I'm super excited to get home early. Can't let this weather go to waste!  (Netflix, socks and blanket time 💃💃)  Anyways, I digress too much, back to what I came here to say; I'm just scrolling through the official Liverpool website and I am reminded that it is the beginning of the pre-season. I remember that I decided that I would follow LFC closely this season.  You may be wondering why. ( now I'm walking and typing,  if I fall, it would be because I was trying to put out content for y'all ) anyway, back to it, I would really want to go all out for LFC this season, like, the whole nine yards.  Usually, what happens is that, I watch a few games and then follow up the others on livescore or similar sites. But, before that, I also said that  I want to take actual steps to ticki...

  After waking up and realizing it was all a dream, I went about preparing for work sluggishly, all the joy and excitement I had in the dream had fade away, and I have never felt so heart broken. Why don't good things last long? Why do bad things happen to good people? These are some existential questions I asked myself while staring at the mirror. Instagram was the perfect escape for times like this, let me go and see new videos that will make me smile at least. I scrolled through and there was nothing interesting on the TL apart from the usual restaurant exploration posts, I was about to go off and continue with my mood, but stopped when I saw a post from none other than JD himself, so this guy will just go about posting as if he didn't just break my heart, "this life no balance las las" I said to myself. He posted about visiting various states and how he hopes to meet up with his fans in these states. Apparently he was in Abuja and was hoping to see some of his...

  "Dreams they say come true", but I never dreamt of this, the day I finally get to go on a date with Johnny Drille. It felt like a dream when he finally replied my DM and we got talking,   he told me about his show coming up in Abuja by weekend and asked if I would love to come, I answered to the affirmative and he sent me   the ticket for the show almost immediately. As though the stars were not aligned in my favor enough, he went further and asked if we could go out   out on a date after the show,   I didn't say "No" surprisingly, classic me will say no, but I made an exception for him. This whole thing felt too good to be true, so I didn't tell any of my friends, they all know I have a crush on Johnny Drille, but how will I convince them to believe he asked me on a date, I didn't have the energy to convince them, so I kept it to myself, but I went   about my day to day activities smiling as usual, but there was   something unusual about my smile an...

 It is true that some hear the thundering sound and feel the vibrations. They listen to the tone & the texture. For me, I hear his voice everywhere. I hear it in the laughter or cry of a new born baby. I hear it it how brightly the sun shines. I hear it in how the wind blows & caresses my skin. I hear it in how the rain splatters on my windows. Oh and I definitely hear it in how the moon calls to me whenever it comes out. His voice is in everything. You only have to observe and you'll hear it too. Listen, listen... For the kindness, the hope.  Listen... It's the sound that leads you home. ❤❤

He died for you! Yes YOU.  I don't know who needs to hear this, but listen. You are not an accident; You weren't mass produced. You were deliberately planned, specifically gifted and lovingly positioned on the earth by the master craftsman. He deemed you worth dying for. He saw you and he thought "Hey! That person is amazing and shouldn't be lost like that!" You're a master piece and a work of art. You possess so many amazing gifts that you're not even aware of. You're greater than you know. 

  Perfect Strangers - that's exactly what we were when we met- "PERFECT" because we were comfortable in the strange nature of our meeting and  "STRANGERS" because that is exactly what we were.  We should've left it there shouldn't we? But, No, we decided to push it and test fate and where did that get us??? No where.  You looked at me and I knew that those eyes had secrets. You smiled at me and I accepted that I wanted to know the story behind your eyes. You came to me and it was clear that I would go with you to the end of the world and back. Well, we've been there and we've done all that and... Now I wish we had remained the perfect strangers that we were because now, we're mere strangers finding perfect.

  Gut wrenching, heart searing pain. That's what I feel when I think of how much I let you hurt me... To think that I was instrumental to my death without knowing... I knew better but, I  let you hurt me I knew better, yet, i gave you my heart.  I knew better and I still chose to trust you. I stayed, and i stayed and I stayed through it all. I lost myself and I didn't even realize that I was lost.  I lost hope in all that I once stood for. I lost the will to do anything else because the pain began to feel normal.  "Oh, maybe if I stay a little longer, I'll grow numb" I thought. No more... NO MORE!! No more of the pain and the hurt and the anxiety.  Today and going forward, I choose love; I choose light; I choose peace and most importantly, I choose NO PAIN I will find my way back to me, even if it is the last thing that I do. It's a promise.

I craved the love I couldn't have I wanted the one that wasn't mine Love they say happens at the most unexpected times & with unexpected persons... Is this what they meant? You want it too, don't you?  The dangerous nature of it all is tempting to you. I can see it from how you look at me. How you smile when I'm around and how you say my name like it's your favorite joke. I like you! I really like you.  But, I'm not supposed to like you... I've been asking myself why, and the only answer I've gotten is that;  You're not mine to like.  One question though... Who makes these rules?  # Musingsofatiredmind#

 I've been thinking about the future of late. About how badly some boys are raised. About how clueless some girls are to what has been or is been done to them. About how 5mins can change the course of a person's life without them knowing and about how all these could ultimately lead to the end of several lives and in effect, the world as we know it. Like I said, about a lot.  Lately, everything seems to be a bother. I walk around, a shadow of myself and I have no idea how to get myself back. What, you may ask is the cause of this feeling?  I'll tell you shortly. It all started with four little words "Come to my room". I was 3years old, I was happy to play. There was no way I would have thought that my beloved uncle would ask me to hold onto his genitals and slowly go up and down. Well, I went to his room, I held his genitals and, he instructed me how it was to be done. I smiled, happy because, my uncle was happy with the work done. Soon, I hear mummy call for me, ...

 Life sometimes feels like you're standing at the edge of a cliff, and the negative words & attitudes are what will finally cause you to tip over the edge. What has happened to the world? What  has happened to empathy and simple human decency? These are the questions that keep burning through minds. Since when did it become a thing of pride for the one gender to grossly violate the other and the brag about it?  She says "NO" you insist that you heard "yes". She says "STOP" and you claim that you heard "proceed" What else does she need to say or do for you to realize that she is not interested in you and accept it? We live in a society that teaches women to be careful not to be raped and doesn't think it wise to teach men about consent. Where's the sense in that?  Being afraid is the new thing. You call it taking precautions, we call it false imprisonments. We're imprisoned in our bodies because you say that it is how we dress ...