I’m one of those people who rolls my eyes whenever I log on to a blog and the owner is apologizing for being away/too busy/too whatever to post new content; only to inevitably disappear again. I mean, what’s the point? You know you’re going to disappear again because life doesn’t ever slow down and it’s a rat race. We get it.
I don’t want that to become the story of me and this blog – going off, coming back, apologizing, and inevitably going off again – No! Let’s not do that here! So one of the things I promised myself when I decided to have my very own dot com was to never allow myself become a slave to it; in that I’d be feeling bad/guilty when I haven’t updated. I mean, I love to talk/share, it’s the reason I even thought to start this in the first place so please trust that if I anything I deem worthy of sharing, I will.
I have moments in my personal life when the highlight of my day is having a cold bottle of coke so except you want to be regaled with tales of my coke drinking expeditions, please make peace [as I have done] with the fact that there will be days, weeks, maybe months even where I do not update this space at all; and it doesn’t mean anything is wrong. Sometimes though, when I’m quiet [especially on here]; it means the inspiration is just not there and I’m sort of moping about with at least 10 incomplete drafts floating about but nothing quite done; and since those days make up a major/legitimate part of my story, I embrace them all.
I say all these to say, if you ever refresh this page and nothing new pops up, it’s just for the simple fact that I have nothing new to share [or it’s cooking]. When I have it though, I won’t need any cajoling or blackmailing. It’s super sporadic on here – 3 posts back to back some days; nothing at all on other days. I have no schedule; I just want this to be as organic as possible.
My friend’s mum died in a tragic car crash 2 weeks ago and it’s honestly the saddest, most painful thing I’ve experienced as an adult. Death in any form is painful; the death of a relatively young parent even more so; but the death of an otherwise healthy parent whose life just ends so abruptly [and in such a tragic manner] when there’s still so much living to be done, can never be easy. It was truly such a shock to us all.
When I heard about it, I had so many questions and none of them could be answered. But as a Christian, we are encouraged to take solace in the sovereign will of God knowing that his thoughts towards us and his will for us is perfect. And so, while we may not understand the why, God knows why and that’s enough.
I remember her as one of the most vivacious persons I’ve ever known – so fun, hearty, loud, lover of red lips and Star lager beer and ever so full of exuberant life. Mummy, may your soul continue to rest with the lord and I pray for strength for the ones you left behind. Amen.
While I was in Benue [for the funeral], my niece had this weird infection in one eye and the doctor said it was an allergy so we all didn’t think much of it. So imagine my shock when I got back to Abuja and in a few days woke up one fine morning with my own red eye. IT WAS APOLLO OMG!!!
In the first few days, the redness was in just one eye so I spent my time trying to hide it, taking one sided selfies and all lol
But by day 3, there was no hiding it. It was a full blown fiery volcano. My entire face was swollen.
I looked like I got jumped!
A friend of mine said that perhaps my big mouth had finally caught up with me and maybe I didn’t want to tell the truth so I was lying saying it was apollo lol. Because, it was truly hard to believe this was JUST apollo. Last time I had this shit, I was a child so I don’t remember it being so painful. It hurt! My eyes felt like stones, when I bent down it felt like they were going to fall out of their sockets, I always had a banging headache and was in a general pissy state. Real shitty.
With this, I basically spent valentine’s day in bed feeling sorry for myself. Nobody got me anything which is cool because I didn’t get anybody anything either [all is fair in love & war right?].
Anyways, my eyes look a lot better though so thank God.
Currently moving. It’s sad, and rough and nostalgic and beyond stressful.
Please send pizza and chicken wings.
Thanks in advance.
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