READ THE MANUAL.

Are there people in this day and age, who get a product and take time out to read the manual before attempting to use it? Well if there are, I'm definitely not one of them. Yes, I usually start with trying to figure out how it works *because smarty pants* and when I get stuck I check the internet *honestly I'd rather someone pointed out the exact solution to me than read through a manual*, if that doesn't work I check my manual.

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LITTLE MISS COWARD.

You see, I'm afraid my creepy neighbor is lurking somewhere in the dark waiting for the perfect opportunity to start a conversation. Conversations are good, involuntary 2 am conversations aren't.

JUST A REMINDER!!!

This is just a reminder that you are not alone, Jesus is with you. He is as close as the mention of his name, he is nearer even than your very next thought. “Teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you: and, lo, I am with you always, even unto the end of... Continue Reading →

ALL THE SINGLE LADIES!!!

Are you single to a stupor? Yet to come to terms with the fact that singleness is your thing? Get in here this post is for you. Okay I kid, there isn't such a thing as "single to a stupor". If you ever ask God why you are still single at least once every week, pray for your own Boaz, do not know who Boaz is; but will like to meet him because he sounds like a nice guy. This post is definitely for you.

It’s almost a new year.

Hello people!!!!! It’s almost Christmas (insert frantic dance steps). It’s that time of the year when I get the most “lets hang out” request and I have zero motivation to go out. I love Christmas, it’s the only time I can stuff my face with food and not get the side eye from my mum.... Continue Reading →

For the first time in my life I was ashamed to be called a woman. It appeared like as a woman I was helpless, defenseless and weak; for the first time in my life I felt weak. That’s not an experience one wants to have.

Growing up my parents were really obsessed with me attending a boarding school.I remember the early years were the hardest for me, I had never been away from my family and I wasn’t really getting along with people. I cried endlessly. Time after time I sent messages to my father claiming to be sick and... Continue Reading →

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