Wednesday, 16 June 2021

Diary of a Nigerian Babe 3

Hello guys. Been a rough couple of weeks. Busy with work and entanglements, ha ha ha,  haven't had time lately. 

Anyways......

Back to my gist.

So......after handling my first rejection from this guy I thought the world of, going though all the stages of rejection from anger to denial to resistance and then finally to acceptance, It took a long time but I finally closed that chapter in my life for good and finally chopped my L in peace😆.

I started working on myself, looking for ways to improve my value, reading books, before yunno it i was in a great shape mentally again. I knew my worth, I knew what i had to offer, how much of a Gift I was to mankind. I was no longer sleeping on a bicycle.

The guy who pushed me away came back into my life and we are friends again but plainly just friends of course cuz I really don't think exes trying to get back together usually ends well. I mean it's like trying to put pieces of broken glasses together again. Is that possible, yes, will the glass look thesame, no. Is someone likely to get hurt? Yes. Just my opinion tho, what do you guys think? I mean there was a reason we didn't work out in the first place right? So prolly, we just weren't meant to be. Thankfully we are still young and vibrant and good-looking with many other fishes in the sea to enjoy all of our awesomeness. 

I was so surprised about how far I had gone. From the agreeable nice sweet girl who would always say yes to the guy she likes because she always wanted to see him happy to the girl who put her own happiness first and couldn't care less if anyone left or stayed.
      Life was going great. I was breaking different hearts left and right  (Not proud of this part). I went to serve at the Federal Capital Territory, where I was just grooving with my dad,  who would drop me at work every morning before he went to his. My place of work nd house where within thesame environment sef. I was just chilling at Abj mehn,  then my mom and sis came to join us during the lockdown, with my mom cooking different delicacies and before yunno it, I was done with service. I was ready to take over the world. My dad got a good place for my sis to start work, I was expecting thesame thing to happen for me but Corona virus happened. And a lot of companies even retrenched their staffs. All the friends my dad gave me to contact had either migrated or were busy sorting out their post covid issues.

Fuel price was skyrocketing, Dollar price was nothing to write home about. The price of consumer goods and services was inflated. Even the Commercial buses fare was hiked. I chose to go back to Lagos cuz my mum nd sis were based there and I preferred staying with them than with my dad who was very much of a perfectionist. I was surprised when they said keke is no longer 50 naira. I was like waaat?🤣. Since when?
   Is this how I will be welcomed into the labour market? I asked myself. The first place my dad sent me to get a job, I got it but the job sounded tedious and I just wanted to be a baby girl living soft. See me still being choosy. I never knew what was coming my way. Anyways, I called my dad and told him I would rather stay at home. Lmao. I did. Got another one but didn't last one month there before they sent me packing, Lmao. Don't get me wrong. I did nothing wrong. I don't know if it was covid but they just started chasing all their staffs one after the other. Oh well. Here I am, few months later with another job. Been here for seven months now. I'm super grateful for it though, but nowadays I'm very confused about my Job description 😂🤣🤣. Today I'm working in customer care, tomorrow Content writer, next tomorrow Logistics 🤣🤣. But hey,  on the brighter side, it's a stone throw from my house and I spend very little on tfare. When i think about people coming from Isalnd to mainland everyday, mehn, I just have to be grateful. 

I guess the conclusion is this,  be prepared. You don't really know what the future is like. I wish I had tried my best to know maths cuz I remember writing Access bank Exam and failing woefully. I was of the right age, had the right grades, everything they needed, and call me cocky but I'm probably smarter than some that made it to the next stage, but it's just I never tried to improve on my weakness and that rejection mail really sucks ass 😁🤣🤣, no CAP. Oh well, my point is, just don't always depend on man or yourself cuz humans can disappoint, only God no go fall ur hand. Looking back,  I wish I learnt a skill in school or had started my own business. But I didn't think I would need to. I guess better late than never, cuz I'm learning something now. Still chatting with my dad's friends. One of them, Mr xxx, promised me a job in Dangote Fertilizer.  
But sir, it's been about 4 months already, shay the fertilizer has not finish fertilizing ni.😁🤣🤣

At the end of the day, this is Nigeria. Where who you know determines how far you will go. Mehn, the longer you stay in this country, the more you begin to realize that you need to get out. Because is this where you want your forthcoming generation to thrive? 😁🤣🤣. They will never forgive you.

I hope you enjoyed my write up guys.  Till i come your way again. Stay strong my fellow Nigerians! Peace and love.