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GIST O’CLOCK

Gist from my day!! So today, I met up with an old time kiddo from my secondary school days. Funny story of how we even became close sef. Embarrassing actually, but we learn everyday abi not? Back then, I was in SS1 and he was in JSS2. There was a debate competition and I entered so last minute. The organisers already knew my sisters, and the Okwanyionus had this reputation for being good at debates. And to be fair, I really was. The topic was simple, so I didn’t even sweat it. I only started panicking and preparing on the actual day of the competition. But even at that, I wasn’t panicking too much because… come on, it was a JSS student jhor. Ladies and gentlemen. This child beat me. Yes o. He literally washed me down. Clean. Thoroughly. It was so embarrassing. Now, I wasn’t the only reason my team lost the debate, but as chief speaker, I did a very poor job preparing the team, and I underestimated my audience a little too much. After that event, somehow, this boy and I became quite clo...
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Who else has had a long week? Because me? Omor, I’ve had an exhaustmutating week (yes, a collab of exhausted and overstimulated). The kind of week that will make you almost crash out, but you don’t even have the energy to crash out properly. Yesterday, I was this close, but I just ended up watching movies because that was all my body could handle. But today, being the last work day, I was in the mood to loosen up small. And having my two powerhouse sisters around? Ah. It started as us casually singing old songs we grew up listening to, shouting lyrics like we wrote them ourselves. Next thing, it turned into real dancing. Now let me not lie, I have two left legs when it comes to dancing. But with my sisters? Will I not dance? I danced my heart out and it was honestly so much fun. We were literally soaked in sweat at the end, like we just finished a concert. After everything, I had my bath and the relief I felt was like a heavy burden had been lifted off my shoulders. I just felt, light....
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THE GOOD KIND OF ANGRY.

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You guyssssssss. I’m horrible at taking negative feedback. I take it oo, but I don’t take it gracefully. I won’t thank you and be sunny about it. I’ll sulk. Yes, I’ll be silly. However, I’ll never forget feedback or throw it under the bus. So, knowing me is knowing that I won’t be excited about the helpful feedback you give me, but I’ll take it. In the long run, I’ll be eternally grateful, and you’ll see that I’ve made the necessary adjustments. It’s not my finest attribute, but well… it’s there. Sooo, that was exactly how my boss complained yesterday about a PowerPoint presentation slide I’ve been preparing for him for a while now. He had some issues with it and omor, I was honestly pained and hurt. What do you mean my efforts are “basic” and “not giving”? And being Favour Okwanyionu, I was pissed. Livid, in fact. I went home angry, but in that anger, I visited YouTube, watched what others were doing, and even though I still won’t fully agree that my own was lacking, I pic...
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“Leave everything on the field.” ~ When I say I’ve missed my church, I’m not even exaggerating. Today’s service was honestly such a breath of fresh air. We watched a movie titled Facing the Giants and it was really good, but let me tell you, the energy in that place? Solid. The vibe was actually vibe-ing. It’s the way everybody would shout “GOAL!” whenever the team in the movie scored. It wasn’t that boring cinema setting where everyone is just quietly staring at the screen. It felt like we were all in it together, like we were part of the match. And honestly, that made it ten times more enjoyable. That right there is why I love my church. That real togetherness, that family kind of vibe. Anyways, back to the movie. As it played, one thing that really stood out to me was something the coach said before one of the games. He was motivating them to give it their best shot, reminding them that God had their back. And when the game started looking like they were going to lose, he told them,...
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Failure is evidence that you’re trying. I used to think failure was a stamp of shame. Like once you fail at something, it means you weren’t good enough, weren’t smart enough, weren’t ready enough. And for the longest time, I treated failure like an enemy, something to avoid at all costs. But lately, I’ve been learning that failure is not always a sign that you’re losing. Sometimes, it’s proof that you finally gathered enough courage to start. Because the truth is, you can’t fail at something you never attempted. You don’t fail at the business you never started, the relationship you never risked, the audition you never attended, the dream you never spoke out loud. You only fail when you show up. When you try. When you step out and dare to believe that there could be more. And that’s what makes failure so humbling and so powerful. It's a reminder that you’re learning, that you’re growing. Failure is not the opposite of success, it’s part of the journey to it. So if you’re failing at ...
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One thing about me is that I’m genuinely impressed with myself o. Not in a proud, arrogant way. More like… I actually rate myself. And the funny thing is, it’s not even follow come. I learned it. I built it. For someone who used to have such shitty self esteem, I’ve really come far, and I don’t take that growth for granted. There’s this WhatsApp quote I see a lot, it says, “Be with someone who sees you as a big deal.” And every time I see it, I always think, no, be the kind of person that sees you as a big deal first. Because truth be told, when you don’t rate yourself, it’s like you’re silently giving people permission to underrate you too. People will walk over you with dirty shoes and you’ll still be smiling like it’s normal. One poet I love once said something like, “The love you’re so desperate to receive from others, give it to yourself first.” And honestly, that thing is deep. If you want to be treated like the next best thing after sliced bread, start by treating yourself like ...
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It’s been a while since I last watched a K drama, but after finishing my long series, How to Get Away with Murder, I decided to switch things up and watch something light, dreamy, and fantasy filled. That was how I started a K drama titled Lovely Runner, and wow… it’s the kind of beautiful, heartbreaking love story that makes your eyes water without even warning you. I remember the friend who recommended it telling me, “The total time those characters were truly happy in the whole series is not even up to two episodes.” I honestly thought she was exaggerating, but after watching it, I completely understood what she meant. The story was fun, interesting, emotional, and I genuinely enjoyed it, even though it stressed me like mahd. At some point, my sister saw me watching the series and just shaking my head like somebody that life has dealt with. She laughed and said, “This is why I don’t like K drama. It’s unrealistic, the characters are too slow, too soft.” And I replied, “If you want f...
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