When it comes to life, I believe simple is better. I don't like complications. So I put that belief into everything and whatever I do. Relationships included. Friend equals friend. Ex equals ex. Boyfriend equals boyfriend. Toaster equals toaster. Let's-not-mix-up-roles-let-everyone-know-where-they-stand thingy. However lately, I've been caught up in conversations about having contacts with exes and … Continue reading Thursday Shenanigan: Maturity and Being Just Friends with Exes
Out there
An Evening of Many Days…
It's Christmas eve as Ebun walked home from the hospital where she works as an intern pharmacist. Normally, hospitals are her least favourite. The irony, here she is, a hospital Pharmacist. Over time, she came to realize that it's better being a worker in a hospital than a patient. Besides if everyone hated hospitals and … Continue reading An Evening of Many Days…
Of Maturity, Feeling Entitled and Commonsense…
So far, I have realized it's easier for one to say "I'm mature" than for them to show maturity. And About commonsense, please don't let anyone tell you commonsense is common. It's a lie. Let me start with the ladies. My dear on-fleek-on-fleek sisters. It's Christmas, hope on fleek is not un fleek? But I … Continue reading Of Maturity, Feeling Entitled and Commonsense…
Another Christmas Come
Story not available. Try again in January. Okay just kidding. Every Thursday I post a story or another here is a lot for me. I’m still a very pen-and-paper person. So keyboarding everyday of the week, *phew*. Now add every Thursday writing to it. However you always inspire me to keep writing because somehow my … Continue reading Another Christmas Come
There is Love in Sharing?
*Singing* share a Coca-cola with… *insert friend’s name here* Now replace “Coca-Cola” as seen up there with your boo’s name. Did you just say "Ehn?!" When I heard this story, my jaw dropped. Literally. So I decided to share. Here goes… ****************************************************************** A scene was playing out at The Peppersoup Place where Damola had dashed … Continue reading There is Love in Sharing?