TESTIMONY TIME

We went for a burial,came back and hubby had to travelled again for outing service. I was the only one at home in that big house. ๐Ÿ˜ข

After the days work, I decided to hang around so that I won’t feel lonely. But you know this thing has a mind of its own night refused to fall quick quick soย I had to go home. Lot of thoughts and vain imaginations crept into my head..the corpse I saw at the burial, skghdj, wyrksbxm. Oh Lord in heaven!! My head began to swell…Satan, not again..It’s burial that I went for, I didn’t kill anybody nah๐Ÿ˜ข. ๐Ÿ˜ข. But, tbvh, the very song that came out of my mouth was “Odighi onye ozo na elu uwa, odighi onye ozo….” ๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿ˜

When It was as if the song wasn’t working, I began to blame myself for not inviting my younger brother over. Atleast, that one knows how to ease tension with his laughter. But my saving grace was that there was light,I switched on the telly and tuned to Startimes Music and was shaking my butts rhythmically (allow me to become child of the world for today, thankio. ๐Ÿ˜‚ ) amidst doing “unnecessary chores’, still, night refused to come. Hey God, which kain wahala be this nah? ๐Ÿ˜ข.

It was at this point that I knelt down in the sitting room and asked God not to allow PHCN take the light. I reminded Him how I can’t even start a generator to save my life. I told Him if He does this I’d come back to testify.

Not long,night fell. The standing fan in passage adjacent my girl’s room started looking like a man standing with big head. (Abeg, don’t come and make my prayers of non-effect). Fiam, I switched on all the lights in the house: bathroom, kitchen, bedrooms, dinning, passage every every...in my mind I was like,” Waste baby, waste…the energy can waste but spare me the hypertension ” ๐Ÿ˜‚.

Did I even remember food? Normally, I lose appetite when nobody is at home to eat with me. But don’t worry, I later ate.
When it was time to sleep, Me, sleep on that bed? Lie lie!!! I carried the foam and duvet to the sitting room… I was literally forcing myself not to sleep so I won’t wake up rather too early. You know nah, with all the tiredness I slept off. Guess when I woke up? 12:41pm. ๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿ˜ข . I started watching movies till 4:52am yet sleep refused to come. Las las I woke up 7:50am.

Bottomline: I came to church late, walked majestically in the church auditorium beaming with all smiles that I can contain. Why?? They didn’t know all that happened to me last night.

Men and brethren, I’ve come to return all the glory to God, who kept me through the night and didn’t allow PHCN to take the light because it was so unusual of them these days to give light from afternoon till morning of the next day.

Don’t coman say I be fear fear because I will “kabash” for you.๐Ÿ™„.

 

#Onyintology

MY NYSC EXPERIENCE

 

I would give a summary of what what happened while I was away.
I’ve been away for months now. I missed you guys a whole lot. A lot happened within this period.

I registered for NYSC in March 2018 but my Orientation was slated for July 2018. It was a trying moment for me because I never expected it. I had to wait for 3 freaky months. I lost interest in virtually everything NYSC inclusive. ๐Ÿ˜‚
Fast forward to July and I was posted to Niger state. Where the hell is that? When my concession status reads APPROVED. Long story short I was later reposted to Enugu.
I left on the 24th of July, it was raining heavily as we all got to NYSC Orientation Camp Awgu around 5:30pm. I did all my registrations under the rain. I got my kits the next day. While others were getting oversize kits, I got my perfect size save the khaki which was small and my tennis shoe which was “a little big” oversize. (Pardon my Nigerian English ๐Ÿ˜‚).

MY KHAKI STORY
I gave a tailor my khaki to amend. She told me her stand (Tailors in Orientation camps have stand), gave me her phone number. I called later that day but she said I should come and collect it the next day by 6am.(Swearing in day). After meditation, I called her number, it was switched off, ran to the stand she told me, I couldn’t recognise her again(how many days have I stayed in the camp to know her) and I don’there name.

Men and brethren, I was finished…๐Ÿ˜ช๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ

Other corps members were fully dressed, some were there hurrying their tailors for their clothes and I couldn’t even recognise mine. People have started the”eeyahs, sorrys, peles “.. I couldn’t help but cry.

I called home for prayers biko. Within a short time, somebody started unpacking clothes, lo and behold my cloth with my number. The tailor didn’t even touch it. And the funniest thing was that she was there when I was crying. Long story short, I collected my cloth, wore it to the swearing in ground like that. Just the old thing I later told her to do was to shapen the legs.

 

 

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A QUICK ONE ON SAED
SEAD simply means Skill Acquisition and Entrepreneurship Developmet. From the onset, all I wanted was Film editing and photography because I work with the media team in my church, so I needed some touch ups. Man was shouting, ” There’s no way you will learn everything in 5 abi na 6 days”.

I said which kin wahala be this. I stayed in that class for 3days. Then, I checked Post SAED location and it was Udi. ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜“( Udi is a Local Government in Enugu.) I know there’s no way I’ll be posted to Udi. No way! Lie Lie!! ๐Ÿ˜‚
…(๐ŸŽต. ..so she ran ran ran to ano-ther class to learn something new๐ŸŽต. ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚)
That was how my “Ashaworing” of classes began ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜
I joined FOOD PROCESSING and kini kini… They have baked the cake the day before. I only learnt how to make fondant icing and royal icing. God is good.๐Ÿ˜
Next, I joined ANKARA class. They already did clutch bag. But the day I came, I learnt how to make ankara earrings, bangles, bold fashion statement (that flowery thing na, you get?) and wedding hand fan PERFECTLY.
I ran to BOOK BINDING AND PRODUCTION class. I wanted to breeze in and disappear but mehn I was trapped. The instructor was so explicit. From the cutting of the leaves (books),to the lines, margin and Boom BINDING. I was happily trapped.

EARLY MORNING PARADES

I can literally count how many times I went to parade. This is not because I want to form badass. I was terribly sick few days to NYSC Orientation, so I wouldn’t want to aggravate it since I’m recuperating . I came to serve my fatherland no be die I came to die abeg. that would say zilch if something happens to me. I kukuma dey form badoo. I’ll wake up by 3am bath, brush and sleep back. I’ll be in bed till those female soldiers will come and drive us out of the hostel. These had happened severely and the female soldiers even marked my face.

To be continued…

 

MY STATE OF MIND IN BLACK AND WHITE

Have you ever had that sudden bursts of motivation? Like you woke up from a nap or you listened to a great person and all of a sudden want to do exploits, eat healthy, or find the cure for Lasa fever,Ebola and yadayada * Yelz, e strong laidat shaa* ๐Ÿ˜‚ ๐Ÿ˜‚. ? But then reality settles in and you just roll over and sleeps back.. That has been me! Basically, I am such a motivated person. My problem is that, Iโ€™m not sure how to get to where I want to be, or really just how to start! I feel like I have so much creativity and ambition, but Iโ€™m not sure how to put it into my future, or to start something new. I have had a few things on my mind lately, and basically, one thing I know about myself is, I do love sharing things with people! *Mr. Feargod, come and see that secretive human being talking.* ANYWAYS, I love social media because I get to be creative with my hands and talk to people, and share whatโ€™s going on even though probably nobody cares,save my hubby, shoutout to my nigga!!โค But really, Iโ€™m constantly trying to think of what can I do today that is going got help me reach, what I want for tomorrow. I look at two of my Facebook friends; Precious Nebolisa and Adaosisiego who started their own Fashion Accessories business and Fashion Designing respectively, at a very young age. And a whole lot of buddies on Instagram and Twitter.They had a vision, they figured out what step it would take to get there, and pursued it!

Okay, anyways that is what I want to do!! Not necessarily start a business, but to take action on the things I am passionate about. So what is it that I am passionate about? Well, I love writing, reaching out to people, photography, videos, fashion (OMG, looku who’s talking) etc. So,where is a good place to build something like that? SOCIAL MEDIA! Thatโ€™s why I started this blog, so I can share all of those things with you on here, at any time! I have thought a lot about starting a YouTube Channel where I would share stuffs about my natural hair since I am not a makeup person. So, I guess right now, my first step is to wait on God to give me the green light for a door to open! A revelation I have had is that Iโ€™m going to end up exactly where God wants me to be, and thatโ€™s where Iโ€™m going to be my happiest! Itโ€™s just hard to have that patience. Firstly, Iโ€™m aware that this doesnโ€™t apply to everyone reading this specifically, but I think it does in the fact we all stress about our futures and who we are going to make ourselves out to be.Enjoy where youโ€™re at right now, and you will get to where you want to be in the right time.I want to know what your dreams are and what youโ€™re passionate about! So, comment down below.Hopefully, this reassured you that it is okay not to know what you want or how to get there. We all go through it, and in the end, God got ya!

With love,
โคโคโค
Onyintology

10 FACTS ABOUT ME

1. I am a Nigerian and have lived most of my life in Nigeria but Iโ€™m a bit of a traveller as well.( Been travelling to different STATES in NIGERIA, gotcha??๐Ÿ˜‹., Never been outside the shores of Nigeria)
2. I currently live in the Eastern part of Nigeria.
3. Iโ€™m a graduate of Estate Management from the University of Nigeria, Nsukka. Itโ€™s not been the easiest journey but thank God Iโ€™ve managed to stay on top of my game.
4. Iโ€™m an introvert but Iโ€™m working on projecting myself more. Iโ€™m also open-minded when I do interact with people.
5. Iโ€™m very passionate about the things and people I care about โ€“ I donโ€™t give up easily.(Situations are making me to have a change though)
6. I am married to an awesome husband who I call Mr CEO; jack-of- all-trade-master-of-all.An account, an Engineer, an Educationists, a Consultant, a this, a that (Enough of him already, later in my post I’ll tell you more about him)
7. I am dark, petty, and a naturalist( I’m definitely gonna tell you how I started that journey)
8. The day I download twitter, I understood everything about twitter. *Achievement worth celebrating*๐Ÿ˜‚
9. I love reading; story books, novels, magazines, newspapers etc especially mystery and romance series.
10. At a point in my life, I wanted to work in a Criminal Investigating Department because of No 9. plus the novel *Mysteries of Benson Street* induced it.
It is more than 10 though, weird ones cooking!

Enjoy

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The Journey Begins

 

We canโ€™t eat without spilling on ourselves or eat hot meals without the head scratch. ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚We wear the same pair of jeans 3days in a row.( don’t deny it, i ain’t either). We are very much alike whether or not you like it.๐Ÿ˜‹
Anyways, Welcome to my new website! This is where Iโ€™m going to share ALL OF MY adventures, natural hair journey(Yeah! I’m a naturalist), fashion tips,hot deals and other amazing stuffs with you.
Looking back I never imagined this is where life was going to take me though I had always liked writing. I still remember walking into the University, unsure of my future and what it would entail.( still unsure, though this is a tip of the iceberg, wait for it!)
Fast-forward to today and here we are, navigating through my very first blog post, reminiscing about the past and anxious to share the future.

Tag along for my upcoming posts.

Thank you โคโค
Onyintology

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