My life on campus (2)

My First Experience with Cold water.
   At home, I have easy access to hot water. Therefore, I always use hot water to have my bath. That is why this experience is one of my unforgettable experiences.
   The next day after I resumed school, the water heater stopped functioning. I woke up that day ready to explore my new surroundings. When I got to the bathroom, I turned the tap on, expecting to get hot water, only to have my bucket filled up with cold water. I did not bring a kettle along from home because I was told that hot water facilities were available. So I stood in the cubicle wondering how I was going to have my bath with cold water on that cold morning.
   Toughening up, I took the first scoop close my eyes and poured it. I literally screamed when the water came down on me. It came as such a great shock that I didn't even realise when I screamed. A girl noticed that I was struggling with the temperature of the water and she smiled to me and said "Don't worry. It gets better with each splash."
   Given that slight encouragement and hoping she was right, I took the next scoop and splashed the water with such briskness, washed up very fast, dried my body with a towel and walked hurriedly back to my room. The girl was right. It did get better with every splash but I didnt enjoy the experience.
   The highlight of that day, however, turned out to be my meeting with a new roommate who I became very good friends with and I am still friends with. Who would have thought anything good would have happened that day, when the day started out quite roughly?
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Writing contest- Check out my story.

Hey guys. I recently entered a writing contest organized by pulse Nigeria. I need you guys to help me click on this link, read my entry and comment positively. Its an interesting piece so you wont get bored. Please do so. I'd appreciate it a lot. Thank you in advance.

WCW (2) - Kome Osalor

   Hey guys. It has certainly been a while and i'm sorry for the inconsistency. I promise to make it up to you with today's post. Get ready to be wowed. So today's a Wednesday and we're gonna have a woman crush Wednesday. Today's woman crush Wednesday for today is Kome Osalor. She's an on air personality that hosts the show 'Personality Places and Events' that airs on AIT by 4:30pm. She's also an entrepreneur who's the CEO of Kome's hair rave.

   That one aside, she's a fashion lover which explains why she's my woman crush Wednesday today because I am not into the show hosting business as y'all might probably know; still an IT student. Anyways, as I was saying, from her native to ready made outfits to her casual looks she always looks fab every time. Her IG page's like my go-to catalogue if I need to find a style for my Ankara and lace materials. I have decide to select some of my favorite looks from her IG page and post it here. Feed your eyes and don't forget to tell me which is your favorite through your comments. Toodles! XoXo

Photo credit: IG Komee

My life on campus (1)

This is the first in the series. It is a story about students and what goes on in the dorms. I hope you enjoy it.

    My first day in the hostel.
All my life I attended school as a day student and I have never been in a hostel before. At home, I have my own room, a whole wardrobe for my stuff(not just a part of it) and I don't have to share with anyone except when we had visitors of course which was not a regular occurrence. So the prospect of sharing a room with different, unknown people from various backgrounds for a duration of at least three months was a bit frightening to me.
   The day I resumed, after paying the necessary fees, I went to the office to be assigned accommodation with my parents albeit a feeling of slight trepidation. On getting into the hostel I signed in and moved my things to my room. I was officially on my own in a world I knew nothing about. At that point in time, I did feel like running towards my parents to plead with them to take me back home. Knowing what their response would be, I toughened up and stayed back.
   When the initial bout of homesickness calmed down, I scanned the room and chose my bed. After the meeting my new roommates- 3 of them; some friendly, others indifferent, I then settled down to the task of stuffing about 3 months of supplies- clothes, provisions, shoes and other miscellaneous items into a tiny shelf with 3 layers called "the wardrobe". Considering the size of the wardrobe( I like to call it a locker), it was impossible for everything to fit in so I had to leave the remaining items in my suitcase.
   With the luggage out of the way, I made my bed and set out to freshen up with my bucket and toiletries. I had to carry a bucket to the bathroom which was not a normal thing for me during my pre-hostel days (at home) so it was a bit strange for me at the beginning.
  Lo and behold, when I got to d bathroom (about 15-20 steps away depending on the length of your strides), I saw that the bathroom had 2 rows of about 7 cubicles on each side with no doors. "What happened to the doors?" I silently asked myself. Those already use to the system were busy having their baths oblivious to the fact that everyone could see them. After getting over the initial shock and discomfort, braced up and had my bath then settled in for the night, having a slight dread of what the next day had in store for me.
   What was your first day in the hostel like? Your comments are highly welcome.

Secondary virgin? Are you serious?

   Our dear sister in the Lord, Yvonne Nelson claims she is a secondary virgin according to a post on dasort.com that gives the gist of her interview with Ghana Gist TV.
   According to them a secondary virgin is someone who has decided to abstain from sex until marriage. It seems like there's a point i'm not getting here. Please, am I missing something here?
   Usually, a virgin according to a dictionary is someone who hasn't had sexual intercourse at all or someone who hasn't had any form of sexual activity at all. So people please which one is secondary virgin kwa? People and their play on words tho'.
   We Africans should really  learn tostop beating around the bush and call a spade a spade. The subtle play on words to dilute their meaning should be left for those westerners with their ridiculousness.

Fashion Friday (1)- Select a style!

   Have that new material you don't know what to sew with it? Here are some ideas. I found most of them on my Facebook feeds a while back some from the Nigerian Wedding page and others from the Kamdora page. I can't really place which is which but I am going to be generous enough to share them with you guys. So feed your eyes.
   Most of the styles are long gowns which are usually beautiful in lace material. I particularly like the lemon lace skirt and blouse tho'. Tots gorgeous and fabulous. I also love the pink lace gown with silver trimmings too. And that gold lace gown is simply fabulous. Which ones are your favorites? Lets me know through your comments. Toodles.

Michelle Obama Lambasted for Calling Beyonce a Role Model-The other side of the coin.

   Now that may not seem to be an important headline. Who am I kidding? Its not really important and its a bit stale but it does call on one to reason. If u want to see the real story, then you are at the wrong place. I don't do news. But if you want to hear my opinion then, you are at the right place. It was featured on LIB blog and here' the link.
   Anyways back to the matter at hand. If u read some of the tweets that showed the people lambasting the first lady of the world for calling Bey a role model you would see that those people are quite biased. Now Bey nay not be the classical example of a role model but she's one of the few celebrities i know who has her shit together. A lot of other celebrities could learn a lesson or two from her. I hardly hear anything crazy about her in the gossip columns(and believe me i know a lot of them). Her marriage seems(note i said seems) to be going strong. She has a kid who she adores and seems to be growing up normally. Her work is a different aspect of her life and her home is also a different part. She's not releasing raunchy photos of herself for fun like some other people in the industry.. I didn't mention names o.
   Also, just because she dances on stage, sometimes it gets a bit appalling doesn't totally mean that that's the way her whole life runs. It's just like saying a person who usually acts the character of a thief in a movie is a thief in real life or someone who rights erotica novels is a sex addict. That would be tantamount to a fallacy; fallacy of hasty generalization. Its their job. Stop hating on someone for doing their job. No one criticizes anyone for taking out garbage as a means of earning a living saying "its disgusting", do they? Or does anyone complain when you carry out your job of wiping old people's messes in homes for the elderly to pay your rent? So give her a break.
   So if The lady of  the white house calls Beyonce a role model let's live it at that. Lets not forget this is the first lady of the white house and she is one smart woman. Also everyone has a freedom of speech so stop hating people. She may not be your role model but she matters a lot to people back in her home town and i think y'all should respect that.
   And abeg o she's not my family member neither is she my townswoman nor is she paying me for this because that's what i'm expecting in response to this post. I am just viewing it from the other side of the coin which most of us usually fail to do. Think about it..
Later Guys.. XOXO

WCW(1)

   My woman crush Wednesday today is my mum. It's not mother's day so don't panic. You didn't forget to wish your mum happy mothers day. But do we always have to wait till mothers day before we appreciate our mothers? Yea I didn't think so too. So as I was saying, she is my woman crush Wednesday. My mum is like the strongest woman i have known. Lol. who wouldn't say that about their mum? But on a more serious note my mum has gone through a lot and she still remains the same smiling loving mum she has always been even when I am being a regular frustrating teen.
   She stopped her full time job to take care of her kids and give them her full attention towards the peak of her career when it became difficult to balance her work and house hold duties. Some women would have chosen their career over their home. But she stayed with us, giving us her time, coaching us teaching us values that would mold and shape our lives.
   Her work usually went unnoticed by me in particular until one day i had to stay at home and fill in her shoes for virtually that whole day. She had matters to attend to so i had to clean cook and co ordinate my younger ones. By the time I was done cooking while on my feet for almost 4hrs, I was exhausted and that was not the end. I had to clean up and by the end of the day i realized how much my mum worked and i didn't notice. I decided i was going to commend her. I think that made her day and I was glad it did.
   It's not easy having had four kids and losing one to an illness and still having the courage to move on an press on without being bitter. Yet my mum does all that and a lot more. She's the best mum in the world and i pray God keeps her alive for me so that i can be able to repay her in kind.
 

4 Lessons I Learnt From High School.

   Going into my 4th year of college, it might seem odd of me writing about my high school days but its never too late, is it? High school happened to be one of the stages of my life I learnt some really valuable life lessons. For example, I learnt how to watch what I said since there were usually spies around and you never could tell when they were listening. The same goes for college too. There are still lecturers pets so you do have to be careful about what you say.

  I also learnt to keep my mouth shut if i was not sure, relatively new at a place or didn't have all my facts, not just in my academics but in everything. In one case, there was a day when i was in ss2, I think, a man walked into the class looking quite underdress for whom i later found out he was. Surprised that the man walked into the class and started asking questions about the electrical fittings like he was in charge without properly excusing himself in front of the teacher and the students, I unwittingly asked my friend what the electrician was doing around the class during class periods. She hushed me to reduce my voice and then told me that that man was the husband of the CEO of my school. He was the chairman on the board! I was so shocked that my mouth flung open and i was totally speechless. I even lost track of where i was in the note. Being relatively new in the school i didn't know him and how he usually dressed so, I just assumed that he was an electrician. This made me to pause and rethink some of the assumptions I make and from that day on, I made sure to always have my facts before saying anything that could put me in trouble.

   My mum usually said that high school was the place where one made some of the closest friends you could have in life. This turned out true for me. I attended two high schools; one at the begging of my junior years and another towards the end of my senior year. During this duration of six years, I made friends along with 'enemies' but some of those friends are still some of the best friends I have. We might lose contact for a while but we always manage to keep in touch and that's what friendship is supposed to be about. This is quite opposed to most of the "friends" I have in school now who are just "school friends". Once they are out of sight they are usually out of mind. Having friends from high school showed me that it doesn't mean when people are out of mind they should be out of sight. Friends should
always communicate and i try as much as possible to do this.

   High school also thought me a lesson in self esteem. I used to think others were a lot better than me in ways other than my academics, that is. (I am pretty brilliant and i'm not bragging*smiles*) I just thought that because they had more boobs, white eyes, bigger butts, pretty faces and other shallow things, they were more socially acceptable than I was. In addition to being a naturally shy person, it also made it a bit difficult for me to blend in and make friends. However, once i realised that there were some things that I had that most of them with those "in" things didn't have, I began to see myself as an equal. I also began to see myself as pretty and that did a lot to help me in these past few years of my higher education. If you do not have self esteem, people would walk over you and you would let them because you think that they are better but when you do, its easier to walk head held high along with your peers and its easier to relate with them.

   These are some of the lessons I learnt from high school. I hope you pick something or two from it. Goodnight.. XOxo...

Welcome to Michelle's Digest.

Hi guys! I'm Ada by name also known as Michelle. Welcome to my blog. In an age where the term blog usually refers to a spot for mostly copy and paste news in Nigeria, I want to bring something a bit different. Some of what I say here might offend some; I apologise in advance. But if you cant take it, don't be hateful. Feel free to give me suggestions by passing it to my mailbox which should be on the about page. Once again welcome and get ready to be entertained. Xoxo..