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Groupie

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  The first time I heard this word was when Drake called someone a groupie in one of his songs, I did not check for the meaning until an influencer talked about it recently The google definitions are too extreme and derogatory but in the context of what I'm talking about a groupie can be someone who always wants to be with the "happening guys". After pondering about it for a couple of days I realized we might be and this mentee, mentor, networking, your association rave in Nigeria might have turned most of us to “groupies” in a way. The need to follow the latest popping person, enter their dms and introduce yourself, ask them to mentor you or to just be able to say I know them, bla bla bla   is turning some of us into something else I don’t have much to say but I pray we remember that as we appreciate the light in others, their talents and gifts, we'll never  lose sight of the light, talents and gifts we carry too. Appreciate them but focus on making your light

High maintenance or Low maintenance

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  Recently, I saw a this or that challenge with Tolulope Solutions and her sisters on IG. This matter has never graced my mind until I saw that video “which group do I belong to high or low maintenance? This was my perception at the time High maintenance -these ladies are hailed by their peers and admirers (mostly guys)as “Babes” their skin is on fleek, members of slayers.ng and classy Low maintenance – these ladies are the ones that people settle for when they don’t consider themselves up to the high maintenance geng. Most times, they are frugal. The LM crew are seen as frugal spenders  always sacrificing to invest to provide a better future for themselves. To be honest, I love saving to invest but I also want to be called a babe and more. After listening to Ubong king’s  ”lessons to learn from a prostitute” and he explained that looking good is good business. I realized that high maintenance isn’t really about how much money you have in your account or how people rate your beauty.  H

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19th  January …an alarm that reminds me that time waits for no man. Sometimes I dread the day, sometimes I’m excited. This year, I’m  at peace, simply because I have no ounce of pressure on myself. I always tell God “This year,it’s me and you oo” I just want to learn more of God and myself. I have no regrets, I’m not sad because of anything I have failed at so its really like I am taking no baggage into the new age I feel light and free.  I’m graduating this year and the bills associated with adulthood are already waiting for me, at least at the end of this year, they would come with full force. Funny enough I have no  fear at the moment, tomorrow or something other time, I would get scared but deep down I trust God. I want to be independent of my parents but fully dependent on the one that owns silver and gold. I mean God gat me. So with this I enter into a new decade of my life in a few days with confidence that the year would be amazing. I am so grateful, you graced my blog with you

I stopped blogging

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To be honest, blogging is something really foreign to me. I used to love writing fiction but it has become one of the things I am uncertain about. You know when you like something but you doubt if you have the strength to be consistent at it but your reason for loving it is certain. Consistency is extremely important to me and whatever I do has to be sustainable. You become like this when legacy has stayed in your subconscious till it begins to rule your decisions. My friend and sister asked me “How far your blogging?” and to be honest I had no clear answer. Amongst all my excuses, the foundation of the decision was” I really hate being inconsistent especially when I miss  deadlines making it obvious . I decided to continue blogging “why?” because this blog is called new adults and I don’t think I am the only one struggling with being  consistent with personal goals so I’ll keep writing even when there is no ginger,when I do not deliver on time because if I quit I will never learn cons