Writers Crib

My first irredeemable heart break. I have learned, and that is why today I choose to share my story so that you too can learn from it and not be a victim. Oh well, many must have had similar experiences, so you're welcome to share your thoughts or you can just come and answer 'present' here and mark your name. It was my first year in school, four years ago. You know how it is with being a fresher, the whole 'giddiness of wanting to be super serious, giving no room for idle time, jumping from tutorial to tutorial searching for which is best, reading ahead of class and all that blablabla... Yes, I was that kind of person. It was worse I was a polytechnic undergraduate, worse still would be to graduate with a 'nothing to write home about' result. Fast forward to the day I sat behind Daniel in the exam hall. No, we didn't do any sort of 'formation' to enter, it just happened, and we were sitting for my most dreaded course, business maths. I re...

What I want for Christmas... I would have chosen a nice pair of blue shoes, or maybe a nice blue gown or better still, a nice white shirt on a plain smart skirt... #shrugs nice is nice. I would have chosen to be in the UK or Canada or kpatakpata our nearby Cotonou or even travel to my village sef for the festive celebration. Out of the country is still out of the country, my village inclusive. (Yes, anywhere that takes you outta Lagos is outta the country. Lagos is a country on it's own.) I would have chosen to have this very nice job, in one conducive looking environment, where AC wee just be blowing my life, with one kain better money and one small car laidat that I'll be using to cruise and snap pishure upandan. Who doesn't like better thing, I do biko. I would have chosen, chosen to be somewhere that isn't here, but I believe being alive is the greatest gift a human can be grateful for, so yay I'm happy to be ALIVE. #swingshands Its not like we don't wan...

My brother Chudy is a die hard Arsenal fan, like DIE HARD ARSENAL FAN!. If there's anybodys voice that'll be louder than a microphone during an Arsenal game, no mistakes, nah my brother be that. He was the only football freak in our house (well he still is), and we had only one TV set. When it was time for UCL or premier league, the TV was a no go area for the rest of my family, that is my mum, my dad, myself and baby sis go just respect ourselves allow my brother to watch football in peace. Me and my sister go just dey carry face upandan, wetin concern my mummy, sometimes she sits and watch the match too and only screams when the ball goes over the bar, yes, she supports both teams in a football match. That time, she be all weather. In due time, daddy got roped in, my brother roped him in and the rest became history. One down (my daddy), one sitting on the fence (my mum), two to go (baby sis and me). One day, I decided to sit and watch with them too, I was tired of car...

That part of everyone... (Emotions) In my humble opinion, I think everyone has a soft part in them. A part they do not want the world to know about (just because they feel it signifies weakness) a soft part that they are over protective of, cos somehow, someway, they try to hide their weakness from the world and put up a strong face like a Biafran fighter. Well, I do not blame such people, I do not blame myself either. I am an emotional person too, I hate to admit it, but its true, I react to everything, on another note things get to me easily, what you say to me, how you act,  I am quick to interpret anything and everything and give it a meaning of my own. Sometimes I get the whole package wrong and suffer for it. On the same pace, I do not hide my excitement, it just shows, I swing myself a lot when I'm happy, and sometimes I let out a scream, now that is joy unspeakable. When I'm happy, you might just get a free hug. (Winks) If I am annoyed with you, boy o boy, my fa...

I have a certificate in INTROVERCY I am an Introvert Yes I am an introvert, a full certified introvert, take that to the bank. To add to that, I have a very shy personality as an added (dis)advantage.  I rarely meet people, but when I do, they're always worth it. Give me a working internet, a full pack of Korean and Indian movies, and of course, 24/7 electricity and I don't mind staying indoors for months. For what its worth, I won't get bored. Again, take that to the bank. I was brought up this way, like the 'omo get inside ' kind of training. I grew up in a public compound, a house full of kids, but that didn't in anyway change my status. I associated well among my peers, I played a lot as a child, hay chineke! I playyyyyyyyyy, no be small play. I played catcha, I built house on the sand, I did mummy and daddy, police and thief, who's in the garden, suwe, ten-ten, I call on, I could skip for Africa, I was a good racer too and to add to it, I ...

So here we go, the continuation of where we stopped the last time: 2. On being 5.5" I get different reactions from people I haven't met when I tell them I am 5foot 5inches tall. To me, it is tall enough abeg! I cannot comman resemble iroko tree cos I'm trying so much to match your taste of tall girls, sorry o, but I think 5.5" is tall enough for a lady. Period! 3. The 'Wrikative' Chiamaka This is a new word I created myself, I hope it makes it to the dictionary soon. A wrikative is a person who expresses all talks, thoughts and actions in writing. This is the best way I can describe myself, I am a wrikative. I loved story books as a child. I read a lot of stories in my childhood, those stories made me, encouraged me and helped me develop my own storyline and ideas, I could swap an entire meal for a new story book. I developed this passion for stories way back in 2002. I was still in basic school then, I was a full time story lover. My classmates w...

23 is a big number for me, like, 10years ago was just like yesterday. Well, I think I am happy to be alive, thankful to God for the start of another year.  My name is Chiamaka Osuji, and I want to tell my story bit by bit. I still wish I was perfect, like the 100% kinda woman. I have this dream of being everything, every good thing you can think of. But you know what they say about life not giving you the dose of all the things you need. Oh well, sometimes you just need to carry your cross by yourself. Do you know my exam was cancelled? Like we just went to school for parade and back. Well, that's besides the case. I have in mind to make 23 posts before my birthday, but eeeeehhhhhh, I never know o, its gonna be pretty hard for me, you know exams et al. But I'll try sha. Today, I'll talk about at least one thing out of the the 23 things about me I put up in my previous post, I think I'll split them into various posts that'll come up later on. So here we go; 1....