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shanti-ashant-hai · 6 months
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why can i not. do things. anymore.
what is wrong
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psychosistr · 5 years
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Worth It Chapter 4- Falling Apart, or Falling Together?
Summary: Caesar feels terrible about what happened with Joseph, thinking the other man is still mad at him for the way he turned him down. Can they work things out or is it already too late?
Note: There’s some non-consensual drugging in this chapter, so just a heads up.
Caesar had seriously messed up.
That was the first thought in Caesar’s mind when he woke up, as it had been every morning for the past few weeks- or was it months now? It had to be at least two months by now. Caesar honestly couldn’t tell with how everything had been moving in a tedious blur since that morning in the kitchen with Joseph.
A frown etched itself onto Caesar’s face as he remembered that day. Jojo had looked so…heartbroken after Caesar turned him down. He had given Caesar a smile when he left the room, but Caesar recognized that look- it wasn’t a genuine Jojo smile, it was one of the fake ones he put on in front of strangers to make them feel at ease. He’d never had one of those flashed at him before and it left him with a rock sitting in his gut every time he envisioned it.
Ever since that morning, he’d barely seen Joseph at all. Every morning when he woke up, Joseph was already gone for work. He’d started staying out late, too, not getting back until well-past midnight or later and going straight to bed as soon as he got home. Even on the weekends, when he’d normally be off and spend time at home with Caesar, Joseph was gone early in the morning and back late at night. Caesar had attempted to talk to him several times when Joseph got home, at first wanting to talk things out and smooth everything over between them, but by now he was just getting desperate for some sort of social interaction with the other man besides the occasional five-word-maximum sentences he’d manage to get out of him in passing.
He missed Joseph. It felt odd to say that about someone he lived with, but it was true. He missed eating breakfast with him in the morning, texting him during his breaks, eating dinner together and watching bad movies or TV shows at night, going out for drinks or walks just for the heck of it, even just the mundane little things like talking to each other or sitting on the sofa reading a book while Joseph propped his feet up in Caesar’s lap as he read his own comic books.
Ironic: He turned Joseph down because he didn’t want to lose his best friend, but he was losing him because he turned him down.
He really shouldn’t have been so surprised. Joseph had poured his heart out to him after looking after him all night (he didn’t even know if Joseph had cum at all that night, he was just so busy tending to Caesar the whole time even though he must have been in a similar state of need), and Caesar had repaid him by essentially giving him a friendly version of the “it’s not you, it’s me” speech. There were so many other ways he could have handled that moment, and he wished he had, then maybe Joseph wouldn’t be avoiding him like this.
Caesar sighed and heaved himself out of bed and made his way to the kitchen, not bothering to change out of his baby blue pajama pants or brush his hair. It’s not like anyone would be around to see it, anyway. Joseph should have had the day off, but with how he’d been acting lately he was probably already gone….or, perhaps not.
Caesar was surprised to see the light on in the kitchen. The surprise continued when he heard humming and smelled freshly brewed coffee. Peeking his head around the doorway confirmed his suspicions: Jojo was standing in front of the stove, dressed in a tattered pair of his blue jeans and a camo-print muscle top, and was humming the tune from some shitty new pop song as he flipped a pancake in the pan in front of him. Joseph was ACTUALLY home for a change and seemed to be in a good mood.
Caesar could hardly believe his eyes and he took a slow step into the kitchen, not wanting to startle the larger man into leaving suddenly. “Jojo..?”
Joseph turned to him with a bright smile- a genuine one, Caesar noted with relief. “Yo! Mornin’, Caesar! You hungry?”
Caesar managed a small smile as he took a seat at the table. “Starving.” That wasn’t a complete lie- he’d been so miserable last night that he hadn’t bothered eating anything substantial for dinner. It just didn’t feel right eating without Jojo next to him.
Jojo chuckled and plated the pancake he’d just flipped before pouring more batter into the pan for the next one. “Got it- one super stack of pancakes for the poor starving Italian gentleman comin’ right up!” He spoke with his best impersonation of a TV sitcom line-cook he’d seen before.
Caesar couldn’t help but laugh under his breath at the bad impression. It’d been so long since he’d gotten to hear any of Joseph’s bad jokes that he actually missed them. “My compliments to the chef for his charity.” He quipped back at him while doing a fake tipping of a nonexistent hat. This felt right- the two of them joking casually, the air light and carefree between them. He’d missed this so much…
Joseph stepped away from the stove and grabbed two of their usual mugs, carefully filling the ceramic containers and mixing in the appropriate sweeteners and creams for each one before bringing them over to the table. He handed Caesar his mug with a warm smile. “Here. Hope you’re thirsty too- I kinda made a bit too much earlier and I don’t wanna be bouncing off the walls later.”
“That would hardly be anything new.” Caesar blew the steam off of the top of his cup and took a sip. It was a little sweeter than normal, but he didn’t particularly mind at the moment. “I’ll admit, I’m surprised you’re still here- you’ve been leaving pretty early lately.”
Joseph gave him a smile like he’d been caught sneaking sweets at five in the morning again after blowing on his own coffee. “Yeeaaahhh, sorry about that. One of the guys at work got laid off so I had to pull a LOT of double shifts.” He took a small sip but instantly pulled back and blew on it again, wincing from the heat. “Oh, also, I was looking at some new places- the lease is almost up on the apartment and I was thinking about moving.”
Caesar took a long sip of his coffee, more used to the heat than Jojo. “Oh, really? Anything catch your eye?” He downed about half of the mug in one go- that sweetness clinging to the back of his throat and leaving him with a warm feeling inside.
“Actually, yeah! There’s this really cool place I wanted to show you later that…” Joseph nodded excitedly as he went into detail, but Caesar was having trouble concentrating on his voice. Everything was slowly becoming muddled- like his head was under water, making everything feel simultaneously heavy and weightless while also blurring his vision and distorting the sounds. His head bobbed slowly as he tried to keep his drooping eyelids open. He felt a heavy hand on his shoulder and heard Joseph’s warped voice like it was being played in slow motion. “Yoooouuu ookaaayyyy?” Caesar’s world began to sway and he felt himself slowly tipping out of the chair until Joseph’s strong arms slid around his body and held him against his chiseled chest and abs. “Woooooah…caaarrefuulll noooww..”
As Caesar’s eyelids grew heavier and heavier and his consciousness began to fade, his head tipped backwards to give him a clear view of Joseph’s face. The last thought to go through his mind before he blacked out completely was ‘Huh..I haven’t seen THAT smile before..’
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A big smile practically split Joseph’s face in half as he held his precious Caesar close to him. He looked so cute when he slept- so peaceful and vulnerable. Oh, Joseph just wanted to hold him and cuddle him and kiss his perfect face all day- no, wait, he had work to do, he reminded himself. He would have plenty of time to do all of that later.
He gave Caesar a gentle kiss right on one of his adorable birthmarks, caressing the other one with his thumb. “Sleep well, my little Caesar~<3 When you wake up, we’ll start our new life together~<3 Don’t worry, though, I’ll take care of everything so you can just rest~<3” He gave him one more kiss, this time on his unresponsive lips, before carrying him out of the room.
There was so much work to do before his sleeping beauty awoke.
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-From the Beginning-
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woobaejin · 7 years
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WANNA ONE ♡ YOUR VLOG CHANNEL TOGETHER
Youtube Series found »  {HERE}
Scenario: You’re a rising fashion/beauty YouTuber and your subscribers have been asking for you to start a vlog channel together with your boyfriend! 
*wanna one members speaking = “bold” / (y/n) speaking = “italicized” 
Yoon Jisung » [ grocery shopping ] 
“Afternoon everyone! So today, (y/n) and I are just getting some groceries for this week. My parents are in town and are planning to come over for dinner tomorrow and—What are you doing… babe we said no chocolate.”
Inspects fruits and vegetables together and bickers over which one is fresher.  Film your reaction when he makes food/brand puns. Laughs at his own jokes. 
Talks about trying to cook more at home instead of ordering take out all the time. Basically, trying to eat healthier and cutting back on the sweets. 
“Just got back home and finished putting the groceries away. We’re chilling now and looking up recipes because we both can’t cook to save our lives—especially (y/n)” 
“I’m going to literally stock the entire fridge with everything that has carrots inside. Don’t try me.” “Just kidding. I’m sorry. You’re the best and really pretty and I love you.” 
Ha Sungwoon » [ babysitting friend’s two-year-old child ] 
“So today I have a very special guest at the apartment… it’s Stella! We know how much you all loved her when she came to visit so of course, I said yes to looking after her. Stella’s parents are at an emergency business meeting and asked if we could watch over her for a couple of hours today. (Y/N) went on a food run and she adores this little one so she’s trying to rush and come back.” 
Is extremely active with Stella and is basically in love with her. Watches cartoons with the child and showers her with cuddles. Lets her play around with the camera and inserts clips of the uneven angles and cute baby smiles.
“Ah, (Y/N) is here! You went to Chipotle? You’re the best.” Gives you kisses and takes the food from your hands and places them on the counter. 
Films you playing with Stella and decides to have the child choose between you two and obviously he wins.
“Honestly, you somehow forced her to choose you. If I didn’t step out to get food, we all know who’d be the favorite.” “No need to be salty.” 
Hwang Minhyun » [ cleaning / arranging new apartment ] 
“Hey, everyone! (Y/N) and I are slowly but finally settling down in our new apartment. It’s been a really tedious process but we’re almost done. We’re going to do some cleaning around because you all probably know by now that I’m the clean freak out of the two of us.” 
Places the camera on the marble counter top and films himself mopping the floor and wiping down the windows.
Talks about how the adjusting process has been and gives tips on what you should do to make the “moving out process” easier. 
“(Y/N) just brought home more PR packages and keeps screaming from the other room about some huge collection… COME HELP ME WITH THE STOVE. WE’RE NOT COOKING TILL IT’S CLEAN!!!!” “BABY I CAN’T!! LET ME OPEN ALL OF THESE FIRST.” 
Films the huge mess you made and watches you talk into the camera about the new products and how you’re going to film a huge first impression video at the end of the month
Ends up cleaning after you and becomes a little agitated, but you shower him with kisses and he instantly forgives you.
Ong Seongwu » [“car prank”]
“What’s up everyone. As you all have probably seen two vlogs ago, (Y/N) decided that it would be a great idea to cover every inch of my house with my old fuccboi photos when my friends from high school came to visit me. She decided to sleep over last night which gave me the perfect idea. Since she’s so in love with the photos, I decided to tape up her entire car with them this morning and she’s running late to work right now so you bet she’s not going to have time to take them off one by one.” 
Casually films you quickly putting on your make up. Asks you if you forgot set your alarm (he turned it off purposely to make you wake up 15 minutes later than usual lmao) Tries to play it off cool and offers to make you a quick breakfast on the go. 
Watches you grab the sandwich and waits for you to yell out his name. 
“ONG SEONGWU ARE YOU SERIOUS?!?! NO WAY. I DON’T HAVE TIME FOR THIS RIGHT NOW. GIVE ME YOUR KEYS!! BABE. I’M GOING TO BE LATE. HURRY UP.”  
“I lost them. Sorry! Drive safe and have a good day at work! Love you!” (ends up giving you his car keys anyways later on) 
Kim Jaehwan » [  karaoke night at your parents’ house ]
“So tonight is going to be a really fun one. (Y/N)’s parents invited us over for dinner tonight and that’s not even the best part though. We’re going to have a karaoke party with her relatives and I already know it’s going to be wild”
Films your mother cooking and basically, everyone from your immediate family loves Jaehwan and his jokes. You’re like wtf but is actually really happy that he’s getting along with everyone. 
“Jaehwan’s currently going through the list of songs on the karaoke machine and my dad is super hyped now. They’re about to do a duet so let’s see—” “YAAAAAAAAHOOOOOOOOOOOO! C’MON OKAY OKAY!!!!” 
You film him dancing hilariously with your dad and uncles. Cracks up from second-hand embarrassment on the side with your cousins. 
Chooses to sing Beautiful (Goblin OST yES) while holding your hand at the end. Everyone is screaming over you two and you’re hella flustered but low key loving it. 
Kang Daniel » [ GoT Night / Sleepover ] 
“Good evening everyone! So I’m heading and sleeping over at (Y/N)’s place for tonight. She’s been traveling a lot and having a great time meeting you all through T*RTE’s sponsored tour. But we haven’t seen each other for three weeks now and yes as you can tell from my tweets. I’m deprived of (Y/N) and I miss her a lot.” 
Vlogs on his way there and talks about what he’s been up to and talks about his trip to the vet that morning with Peter. Mentions about helping you edit a couple of clips for your next beauty related video.
“Alright! Brought her favorite snacks and we’re supposed to catch up on Game of Thrones tonight definitely can’t wait.” 
Rings the door bell and grins happily when you open the door. Takes you into his arms tightly and showers you with kisses.
Cuddles on the couch and props the camera up on a stack of books. Listens to some of your stories about your trip and inserts clips of both of your reactions to an ep of GoT. 
“Okay, everyone. I think the vlog is going to end here. As you can tell, (Y/N)’s passed out,” pans the camera over at you briefly “And she’s still struggling a bit because of the jet lag so we’ll see you in the next one! Goodnight!” 
Park Jihoon » [ picnic anniversary date ] 
 Today is the mark of your one year anniversary and what better way to celebrate than to go on a picnic date. 
Jihoon films you making the sandwiches and sides before going into detail with which park you guys were going to. 
“It’s honestly a really clean place and our usual little spot that we go to is kind of hidden but it has a really nice view of the city and it’s super quiet. We haven’t been there in months and our first date was actually a picnic one too so we just wanted to relive some memories.” 
Helps you finish packing the utensils and the juices before heading out. 
Ends up speeding up the some of the clips and replacing the audio between you two with music. 
Briefly, talks about how you guys first met and how shy he was when he asked you for your number. “He was super red and nervous! I thought that he so cute so I ended up giving it to him and look where we are today!”  
“Alright, that’s basically it for now. We’re going to end the vlog here and enjoy the rest of our day. Promise that the vlog next week will be longer. Bye everyone!” 
Park Woojin » [ Mukbang ] 
Does a bunch of retakes on the huge amount of food you both ordered. Didn’t feel like cooking at all today, so ordered a lot of korean food through Postmates. 
“We know you all have been requesting us to do a mukbang today so here it is! (Y/N) will basically run through the entire list of food that we ordered today.” 
Watches you list out the foods while holding your hand. Would lift the dish slightly to show it to the camera. Smacks his lips and tries to hold in his urge to eat as you keep talking about different ingredients. 
When you give the go, he basically digs in and scoops food onto your plate.Silent majority of the time as he chows down his food. 
“Woojin.. we’re supposed to talk while eating” he blinks and smiles as he continues to chew quickly before speaking “Sorry. It’s still weird for me to talk and eat at the same time.”
You both talk about upcoming plans, new restaurants that you want to try, funny episodes between you two. 
Basically, you film him finishing every bit of rice and soup and gives him an applause. “I think I ate a bit too much…and I’m getting sleepy” 
Bae Jinyoung » [ Gaming at home ] 
“Hi, guys! Today, (Y/N) and I are just staying indoors today so the vlog’s not going to be too exciting. We’re not doing much and for the first time in history… (Y/N) has decided or more like I begged… her to play some games with me. A subscriber gifted us a couple of games for the Wii U so thank you!” 
Pulls you into the living room and “interviews” you with the camera on why you don’t like playing games. Promises that you’ll have fun!!!
“So she chose Mario Party—don’t worry we’ll read the instructions and stuff hon.”
Vlogs you screaming and punching the air and he is cracking up quietly in the back when you do the mini games. 
“WHAT THE HECK, I WAS SPINNING. THIS IS RIGGED. CAN WE REDO THIS GAME??” “Don’t hurt yourself please and don’t break the tv”
Tries to sit you down on his lap and calm you down but ends up getting elbowed in the face. “SORRY. HOLD ON BABE. I’LL RUB YOUR FACE IN A MINUTE!” 
Lee Daehwi » [ shopping for mutual friend’s big birthday bash ] 
Films you scanning around the mall from behind. Catches you whining about wanting to eat everything in the food court on camera.
“We’re getting some new clothes for our friend’s birthday bash that’s happening next week. The color scheme is pastel so we’re just shopping around. Not like she doesn’t have enough clothes in her closet to choose from already..” 
Follows you around with the camera and watches you pick out a lot of things THAT WEREN’T pastel.
“Uh no, you are not getting that. IT’S TOO SHORT. HECK NO!!”
Puts back more than half of the stuff you threw into the shopping bag because they were either too short or you had something extremely similar in your closet.
“What about this dress? It’s so cute and—” “SCANDALOUS AND SHORT NOPE.”
Finally, gives up and lets you buy it but will lets you know that he’s staying glued to you just in case any unknown single guy friends of your mutuals hit on you. 
Lai Guanlin » [ visiting animal shelter to adopt a dog ] 
Films a bunch of the dogs at the shelter. Inserts cute clips of you playing with the dogs. “If only we could adopt all of them..”
Describes the kind of dogs there and suggests going to your local animal shelter to adopt instead of shopping for one.
“Oh my god.. it’s a Shiba..” Films the black and white Shiba and instantly falls in love. Very calm and quiet. The dog slowly warms up to him but is still visibly shaken. Instantly knew at that very moment, that this was the dog for him. 
“So everyone.. I think we’ve made our decision. The workers were telling me how she was saved from the meat trade in Asia and she’s still kind of shaken up but I think she’s the one. She’s around four years old now and her name is Sylvie. We’ll probably change her name later on though.”
You begin to document the moments between the two. “Guess I’m going to be fighting for Guanlin’s attention later on.. Just kidding. Watch Sylvie end up loving me more.” 
“Babe, can you go fill out the paperwork? She’s sleeping on me and I don’t want to wake her up”   
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neotelenta · 6 years
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Disciple [[[My apologies.]]]
[Entering game...]
[New game selected]
Felix wakes up to the sounds of a garbage truck going by, pursuing the garbage of the morning run. Exhaust temporarily clouds the air and stirs the people of the city, as well as the -
>Skip this dialogue. I've already heard it.
….-debris left on the tattered streets from years of people discarding a little bit of garbage they'd rather not deal with. Felix groans like a small -
>This is going to get old very quickly, and you're going to be fully responsible for people getting bored.
…...With an (un)expected other-wordly amount of enthusiasm, Felix gets right to his feet. He barely has any time to gather his thoughts as he's directed straight to a group of thugs? Wait, is the user serious?
>Oh, come off it. The audience already knows I'm the user. Just acknowledge me already.
The game pauses and the colors fade to greyscale just in case you ever become uncertain of whether or not it's still paused…*sigh* It's not easy being the narrator, you know. Chances are, you've never written a story before. Well today's your lucky day.
>What?
Felix pauses as the game and the user pause, BOTH of them supposedly frightened AND confused.
>No, seriously. What?
This isn't a new thing, you know. The narrator conversing with the user? It's simple. You say something, and then I say something. Mere conversation.
>Right, well that's weird. What sort of game is this?
>Whoa, watch out. Mr. Edgy McBlanky over here. He's got three periods and he's not afraid to use 'em. Can I get an answer?
It's not a game.
>Uh...No? It looks like one? Sorta? Alright, I'm curious. What do you mean?
This isn't a game. Not a normal one, anyways. With the responsibility you're given, I wouldn't treat it as just some game. Every action you take. Every single aspect you want information about. Every second you spend is a real second for the person in-game.
>Is this the part where I'm supposed to be all blubbery and scared and/or surprised and now suddenly care about what happens to the person in the game? I'm not actually controlling a real person, am I?
No, admittedly you aren't, but-
>Stop right there, because I don't care. You're just a narrator, and I'm a player. I'm here to have fun, and that's what I intend to do.
You do realize your actions will have severe consequences, right?
>WHAT consequences? Oh no, I get my character killed, or I mess up my save file, or I make the game unplayable. So what? Worst case, I uninstall and reinstall. Fresh session. Brand new. If a game did anything to mess with my personal information or anything, your pants would be sued off faster than…...Why the heck am I telling you this. You're a game narrator. You're just built into this….Gosh dang it. Good job. You got me slightly emotionally invested in something that doesn't exist.
You're odd. And also rather upset. I'm sorry. Perhaps there's something I don't know. Why is it that you wanted to play this game?
>Because I like stories and adventure and friendship and happiness and cuteness and good graphics and good gameplay and good music and...Flippin, what's your deal? Can I play already? Or did I just waste my time downloading this? Also, I gotta admit, for an AI narrator, I'm actually slightly freaked out that you're able to respond this much. It's almost like you expected this word for word.
If you tell me why you're playing this game, I can and will make it suitable for you. The game can mold itself to whatever you're desiring.
>Desiring? All I want to do is relax and escape, man. Life f***ing sucks, and…
What's wrong?
>Why the heck is there an auto-censor in place?
Oh. You can turn that off in options.
[Options updated.]
>Fuck. Ass. Dickwaffle? Good.
There. Now you can use a more blunt and vulgar vocabulary and not be restricted. Now back to my original question. What is it you really desire?
>Like I was starting to say. Life's boring. I heard online that this game was good and it's free, so I figured why not. School is boring or annoying or some combination of both, and I want to have fun and just relax. Can I play now?
Yes, I very much understand. I am terribly sorry for this misunderstanding. Please reset the game. I'll take the liberty of shutting it off for you.
[Exiting game…]
[Entering game…]
*The user sees a kid lying in the middle of an alleyway. The kid awakens on-screen, and the user has control. There aren't any extra descriptions. The user navigates the kid over to the thugs, and they say they're gonna beat up the kid, and the screen shows a curious transition graphic before switching to a side-view of Felix and the thugs.*
[Battle Start]
"Huh. Alright. A turn-based RPG.", the user thinks. "Guess I'll beat these thugs up. Heh, nice."
*Felix, despite being the main character, gets beaten thoroughly. The police come, and the user's screen goes black momentarily, but lights up a moment later with Felix strapped into a chair.*
"Whoa. The game actually did change. I thought I just opted to cut out some long-ass dialogue, but did I add something, too? Damn, this game's actually kinda cool."
[[[I, the writer, and unlikely, but possible future game-maker, sit back from all of this and sigh.]]]
[[[I can and can't imagine this happening.]]]
[[[This is undesirable.]]]
[[[People not liking what they see or experience initially.]]]
[[[But they have no idea what could be in store for them.]]]
[[[I'm presumptuous.]]]
[[[I make a game for the sake of trying to help people.]]]
[[[I presume I know how to help them.]]]
[[[But there isn't a way for me to help everyone in the way that I want to.]]]
[[[Which is good.]]]
[[[People are people.]]]
[[[Not robots.]]]
[[[Not predictable things.]]]
[[[Not objects.]]]
[[[Not things to toy with.]]]
[[[To presume a person's problems and to also presume the solution is dangerous.]]]
[[[It is also very often inaccurate and foolish.]]]
[[[The issue is that I wish to make a story that can suit the person playing it...]]]
[[[To suit whatever it is the both want and need, if that's possible.]]]
[[[Problems vary per person, and as such, the game will vary per person.]]]
[[[But I know that in order to make such a story, I need to outline what could happen.]]]
[[[In every single case.]]]
[[[In a plethora of people's personalities.]]]
[[[A special game.]]]
[[[Suited for the individual.]]]
[[[A foolish idea.]]]
[[[It will take too much work.]]]
[[[There are too many people.]]]
[[[But there are common issues that majorities of people have.]]]
[[[And there are common viewpoints on such issues.]]]
[[[But even so, then this game becomes negligible.]]]
[[[Annoying.]]]
[[[Tedious.]]]
[[[Pretentious.]]]
[[[And an array of many other disdainful adjectives.]]]
[[[So I throw that idea out.]]]
[[[This story will not be some disguised mental therapist substitute.]]]
[[[It will be a game.]]]
[[[A game that can be changed by the user's discretion.]]]
[[[Based on their reason for playing it in the first place.]]]
[[[If a user requests nothing more than simple enjoyment and relaxation from a fulfilling life.]]]
[[[If a user requests an escape from time and reality, because it haunts them if they go to sleep.]]]
[[[If a user requests an answer to their troubles and curses, and a game temporarily helps them.]]]
[[[If a user has no bearing on life or what it can offer them, and they're wandering about.]]]
[[[If a user is hearing about the latest news, and the internet decides that this story is worth it.]]]
[[[What better thing to do than answer their wants and desires?]]]
[[[The only way to do that is to write this scenario over and over until I can't think.]]]
[[[With a new person each time.]]]
[[[With a new life situation each time.]]]
[[[Until I can't handle putting myself into one more pair of someone else's shoes.]]]
[[[With different people.]]]
[[[With different personalities.]]]
[[[With different problems.]]]
[[[With different stories.]]]
[[[That is how this story shall be made.]]]
[[[Thank you for reading.]]]
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thenerdofnerdynerds · 7 years
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Back to school/pick-up Challenge
This challenge focusses on obstacles you might run into this year. It focusses on progression, solving problems and bettering yourself. (Although you are already quite charming.)
It is definitely not limited to being a ‘back to school’ challenge. It’s mainly a pick-up challenge, one that gets you up and running. You can start it on whichever date you want. I think that I’m not the only one who needs a little pick-up at the start of a new school year.
My idea was to have a question each day and then some tips, tricks or motivation below it to help you progress.
This is not a ‘I did all days successfully and I posted about it daily’ challenge. This is a challenge for you. It help you get through two weeks by making you think about the obstacles and offering multiple solutions so you can either chose or mix up your own way of dealing with these obstacles. Not necessarily for a nice tumblr challenge, but because you deserve a nice time. You’re only in high school/college once. Make the best of it!
Tag your posts with ’#back to school 17/18’ if you deside to make posts about it.
Day 1. What are your long term goals this year?
Write them down on a piece of paper and hang it in your room. Don’t forget to make milestones and reward yourself for every milestone you reach, you deserve it, darling!
Day 2. What is your notetaking method?
Do you make mindmaps or summaries? If you colour code, how did you assign the colours? If you don’t colour code, how do you make important things obvious? Looking through your method can get you exited for note-taking again. Everyone has their own unique style, especially you!
Day 3. What is your biggest ‘fear’ for this school year?
Write it down in the middle of a sheet of paper (and add the date when that moment happens if possible). Around your fear, write solutions you can come up with. You can add more solutions later and don’t be afraid to ask others for solutions as well. They have their fears as well. You’re never alone.
Day 4. How do you plan?
What method do you use: a separate planner or do you just use your school diary? Is your planner updated or could you give it a quick update? Updating your planner can give you rest, because it shows that time can be arranged the way you want it and that you do have you-time in between work moments (you deserve some quality binge-watch time)
Day 5. Do you make anti-stress art?
What in the name of anxiety is Anti-stress art? Well honey, lemme tell you. Whenever I get stressed while working, be it during a lesson, be it while studying, I draw that stress. I personify it. This way you visualize it and give it a place, which on it’s own can relieve some of that stress. (Drawing the personified stress in a shitty situation helps best for me. Karma is a bitch, ain’t she?) Why don’t you try it some time?
Day 6. How do you spend your study breaks?
Study breaks are very important. Of course you can skip them once in a while, but please have them. Every 25 minutes you should take a 10 minute break, and every third break should be 30 minutes. I can give you a few tips: Don’t use your phone if it’s not important (so no cat videos, sadly), get up and walk (moving will be refreshing), eat and drink something (stay hydrated bady!) and in your longer break, take a shower or take a walk (clear your head dear, it works) Day 7.
What’s your morning routine before school?
I know some girls who spend 30 minutes doing their make-up and then make a hearty breakfast and I know girls who never wear make up and eat their breakfast while on their way to class. Both of these things are okay! You just have to keep some things in mind: wash your face, it wakes you up (very helpful), eat something to get you going (you need some energy for those first classes, even if all you eat is a handfull of grapes) and brush your teeth and apply deodorant (you will feel way fresher throughout the day).
Day 8. What’s your opinion on group projects?
Group projects can be fun. You get to work with friends on an assignment and you get to split up the work. This way everyone does what they’re good at and you only have to do a small part. Group projects can also suck. You might have to work with people you don’t like or know. If this is the case, make sure you know everyone’s strenghts. This way you can split the work in a more ‘fair’ way. Sometimes people take advantage of someone’s abilities and they end up doing less or nothing. Tell this to your teacher (of course not before asking said person to do some work) if the teacher knows, they will take this into consideration.
Day 9. Do you track your health?
This might seem like a tedious thing to do, but it can be quite helpfull. I’ve seen people track every little thing, but you only have to track what matters to you. You sleep 7-8 hours every night but you always forget to drink something? Track that water consumpion. You drink enough, but you sleep like shit? Track your sleep! How much hours do you sleep and how much do you need? 7-8 hours is THE way to go love.
Day 10. What are your grade goals this year?
It seems like a very easy question: straight A’s, everything 10/10, but sometimes that’s impossible. I used to have this universal goal for my grades: every subject above 8/10 (cum laude at my school) and I would have depressive periodes after a grade dropped to below 8/10. Grade goals are to be set separate for every subject. You are extraordinarily good at math? Aim for that A! But physics has proven to be more difficult? That B is a gorgeous grade! Chemistry is more like cheMystery? Your C is not a fail grade, so don’t worry if that’s your goal. I can guarantee you that setting separate goals for your subjects feels way better. And you deserve that good feeling, honey.
Day 11. What does your sleep schedule look like?
Holidays fuck up my sleep schedule more than I’d like to admit. I fall asleep at 2 am and wake up at 2 pm. I did have some nice sleep, but the timing is kinda very off. You need 7-8 hours of sleep for your brain to function at its best. If you need to get up at 7 am, you should fall asleep between 11 pm and midnight. Another tip is to set a bedtime for yourself and to not use electronics after half an hour prior to your bedtime. This way your brain will properly make melatonin, a hormone that helps you sleep!
Day 12. When do you pack your bag and why?
There are basically 2 options: the day before or in the morning. The most preferred option is the day before. You have more time the day before, which means less stress and a smaller chance that you’ll forget something. You can dubble check in the morning. Maybe a class got cancelled. (I hope your first class honey, for your sake)
Day 13. How do you spend time in free periods?
We all know ‘em: that free period between classes. Whether it’s always there or a class got cancelled, it’s free time. I always see a lot of my classmates making homework… for the upcoming class. Like honey, you could be making tomorrow’s homework if you done did that stuff yesterday. That’s why you are doing tomorrow’s homework, you smartass! You’ll have more free time this afternoon, heck yeah! And of course you can play some games and check social media in your breaks now (it’s an environmental thing, my darling).
Day 14. How do you balance school and hobby?
Everyone has this one thing that they love doing, be it reading, drawing, playing games or doing sports. The balance between your hobby, your passion, and school, sometimes a passion and sometimes hell is very important. You should always have some time for your hobby. Make sure that you can do your hobby for one continuous hour at least once a week. You don’t have to do it one hour long, but make sure that you have the option to do it for an hour. Trust me, you’ll love that hour. It’s a you-time hour. Just don’t let that hour become a day. It will throw off that balance.
Bonus: How’s your mental health doing?
I’ve had and have some problems with my mental health. I have depressive periods and some form of an anxiety disorder that’s yet to be determined. There are a few things that I can highly recommend:
Know what you like. If you feel down/depressed you can focus on that. It brings joy. And joy likes to kick depression’s ass.
If you get stressed easily or get anxious about things, find some grounding exercises that work for you. (I imagine the anxieties as a dark cloud inside me. I can feel it running through my veins. I ‘guide’ it to my lungs and simply exhale it into the air around me where it clashes with the happy vibes from other people and it dissolves.)
Take a mental health day. Once a month you should take a day off just for you. Make sure you have your homework done for the next day and you are good to go. Just make sure it stays a day and it doesn’t become a week.
Sometimes the best option is to seek for help. Of course a psychologist is not necessarily the first option. Talk to friends, teachers or, if there is, to that person at school who is literally there for people who struggle. All you have to remember is: You are not and will never be alone. Everything is going to be alright. You are fierce.
All these tips and options come from my own experiences and from things I’ve run into here on tumblr.
I hope you’ve managed to pick yourself up and are now enjoying this education concept called school a little more.
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newssplashy · 6 years
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I conquered my fears and finally hired myself
I’m telling you about my frustrations, setbacks, and failures. I don’t have regrets...
A lot of people share their success stories years after they’ve made massive progress, made some good money and comfortable living out of their lives. In my own case, I’m telling it right from its cradle.
I’m telling you about my frustrations, setbacks, and failures. I don’t have regrets; because I once read that regrets are obvious things we once wanted, we had them, and in the end they fell below our expectations.
So! Here, I’m telling you about my courage, inspiration, stagnation, the great push and the growth. The great push; that’s what prompted me into making my final decision to hiring myself. But before then……….
I’d rather we start from the very beginning…..
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My first paid job (my foundation)
I got my first paid job to work in a Chinese factory in April 2006, and I was just about 17 years old. It was one heck of a job; a factory job where I’d stand the whole day. I remember after the first day at work, waking up the next morning was almost impossible. My entire body was cramping, I’d only stand and bend to pick up the next plywood; which I’d patch up on the table provided.
That was my job description, it was a tedious job. The job offered a 1 hour break period; and the pay was N6,500 (Six Thousand Five Hundred Naira). Pretty small right? J
Well, 6,500 was a big deal for me! At the very least, I could contribute to feeding, my upkeep, and my younger siblings. And above all, I got to save up some money for future use. It was a start-up, I took this step because my parents were basically handy folks, and being responsible was part of our lifestyle.
To make this job easy, my family supported me every step of the way. I had good food prepared for me every morning, warm water for bath, and sometimes, my kid brother would carry me on his bicycle to work.
Gradually, my burden became lighter and a couple of weeks after, the Chinese people became my second family. Work became amazing, longer days became shorter and a few months became 3 years down the line. I must say; that job was the very foundation that moulded my inner strength and gave me the courage I needed, to thrive for the future. After 3 years, I saved up some money, resigned and re-enrolled for my SSCE because I had a D7 in the prior certificate.
Read Also: Your affirmations confirm your miracle
 My frustration and stagnation
After my SSCE examinations, I proceeded to writing an entrance exam for a pre-degree program in AAU Ekpoma. Fortunately, I got in. The program lasted for one year, and at the end of it; we were to pay some bribe because, our chances of getting into 100l was 50/50. I couldn’t afford 80,000 and so, I later found my name on the list of part-time students.
Apparently, the names weren’t released at the supposed time. I had already moved back to my parents’ before a friend called to share the news that I’d been admitted to study through Part-Time. My cousin shared this same fate with me, and we were both tagged failures by our big cousin who paid most part of our school fees for that program. Throughout that year, I had series of setbacks, I felt like I had wasted a whole year without achieving nothing.
Months later, I went to Kaduna to help my sister set up her fashion house. I stayed six months in Zaria, and before then I had applied for Part-Time program in Yabatech. This was after 2 failed attempts at direct entry into the University of Lagos.
When Zaria became inconvenient for me, I moved down to Lagos. It wasn’t a smooth ride, until my immediate older sister moved my stuff to the Redemption Camp (Ogun State). That’s where a second chapter of my life begun.
The crossroad
Settling into my new phase/chapter wasn’t easy, as I learned the massive discrimination going on in my environment. My sister worked in the clinic, and some days, I’d go down there to lend a hand. My prior experience from working with a pharmacist paid off, and I was loving this ride. We had so much fun after work, with lots of movies at our disposal, round-the-clock electricity; what more could be better!
Somehow, we got kicked out of my cousin’s house in the camp…..though she shadowed the event. I later found out my sister was accused of looking prettier than she was before I arrived. Trust me, we were back to square zero………..my step-sister’s house.
Read Also: Love at first glance...[Chapter i]
 Just after six months into moving down to Akoka-Lagos, we were already looking ugly. Because of the emotional trauma we faced in our new home every day. The malicious talks, the yelling, the starvation and to crown it all; the absence of peace in our hearts. We walked almost every street of Lagos mainland in search of a job, but none was found.
The Courage
They say; “Joy cometh in the morning”, and indeed I found Joy after my sorrow passed.
That prison of stagnation that led me into a crossroad, further prepared me into becoming a fearless warrior. In other words, I became braver and strong-willed after realising “in every smooth ride, there must be a couple of bumps”.
So be rest assured that “thriving forward” is the only way to go. Regardless of what you may have heard others say about you; your affirmations are what will propel your growth in life.
Our stay in Akoka lasted for about 2 years, after which we were subtly thrown out to God knows where! But, power changed hands when I started to receive interview calls……you need to see how excited I was. My sister already got a good job, and I later got mine. It was a 4 months contract job, and right before the contract was over, I got another one. Cool right!? J
The Big Push
My new job was to be a customer service personnel. I would have a peaceful work-flow environment and a pay of 50,000 (Fifty Thousand Naira) as monthly pay! At least, that’s was on my contract letter. This 50k salary I received for almost one year, and gradually I moved up the ladder. But in my workplace, I realised there was a stronghold. There were colleagues who would attack you spiritually whenever they hear about a new accomplishment in your area.
I was already in my final year in the National Open University of Nigeria as at early 2016. But whenever it was my time for exams, my immediate boss will refuse to grant my work leave. This happened 3 consecutive times, and I became weary of the environment as I grew to learn more of it.
I was never known to be a weakling; so I started to investigate and later came to a realization that there’s never going to be a leave nor a transfer for me……it was another form of stagnation…..but in the disguise of a job…..it was something else this time; it was a “dead-end”.
The MD was my friend, so I used that opportunity to interview him about the company. Lo and behold, my assumptions were accurate. There was no future there…..and my mind has been pricking me to start-up on my own…..but I was afraid.
Months later, I summoned the courage to draft out my resignation letter, handed it over to the MD. By now, I’d already subtracted my pending leave days from it. Once we had the meeting about my resignation, I tendered my letter which was gracefully signed by the MD.
When the time finally approached, I left. Meanwhile, my immediate boss who was a Nigerian tried to blackmail me into forfeiting my leave days. But hey, I’m an Edo girl…….a lioness….Lolzzzz. “I dished out his meal, on a hot plate” and I served him hot…….by mailing him the signed letter by the German MD.
And I walked away with my head held high and my account credited by the end of the month. Don’t try that with some Nigerian bosses, if you have no backup plans; else you’d be fired without pay…. JJ
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 The Growth
So, a couple of months passed and I started making hair wigs for sale. I must confess……..it was so damn hard for me. Especially when you’d spend 4-5 days making one; only to sell at 10,000 and that could probably be your only sale for the month. It was a risk I was prepared to take. After all, I have survived this life so many times that, I’m no longer surprised.  For I know that tomorrow will bring forth a beautiful new day.
From braided wigs to making of hair extension wigs, I later got lucky. I started using a machine to make my wigs, and I was wowed at the outcome. And by December 2017, I made a lot of wigs for the people in my area. Ah! I could finally breathe!! The people loved my crafts, and they kept patronising me by bringing their old weaves for me to restyle and convert into wigs.
Not to mention that I also got to write a movie script (web series) for a friend and I got cool cash from it.
One thing is for sure…..you’ll be successful once you set your mind towards it. And I must add; you don’t need an endorsement to start-up your life…you only need courage and commitment. Just like I have done! I’m not financially stable yet, but I can pay my own bills and work from the comfort of my home.
Some days, I can write and get paid, and other days, I make wigs for sale. I have even added sales of perfumes and body spray to my little business. And, just in case you need help with starting up a wig business, I can teach you step-by-step…….
I hired myself because, I realised that the greatest investment out there is time; not money. A lot of us do so well in investing almost half of our lives into working for others, and I tell you boldly…..i can’t afford it. It’s a failed project; working for others!
 I’d rather suffer and slave myself by myself and for myself….. JJJJ
This is how I have managed through time……and ruggedly….i am still afloat in this ocean of life.
I hope this story inspires you….. This is my life’s story….
Thank you for reading…….
Written by Joyous Akhivbareme.
source https://www.newssplashy.com/2018/06/i-conquered-my-fears-and-finally-hired.html
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torreygazette · 6 years
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The Angelic Announcement is Ours
Weeks before Advent begins, I can see the slow kindling of the evening worship candles in my mind. It might seem funny to describe anticipating Advent weeks in advance when Advent itself is an anticipation of Christmas. But there it is, my cards are on the table. The white candles are easiest for me to imagine since I am never confident about the colors of the others—darn my “color deficiency.” The green wreathe surrounding the candles does not reveal its age in my mind, but it does when it finally is set out on the table. (Alaina might kick me for that.)
All of this is part of the great Advent tradition. It is something I look forward to with joy. But it is also particularly popular at the Torrey House. We turn off the lights and sing as the candle gets lite. The tiny face circling the wreathe as the darkest part of the house becomes bright. And then at the conclusion, the kids take turns every evening blowing out the candles after family worship (heresy to some, I know). Given the number of times our kids have climbed over chairs and tables it is amazing that we have no fires or facial burnings to report. Truly it is a blessed season. The weekly increased number of candles makes for more satisfied children but no fewer fears of a fire breaking out. And this chaos that is my children fighting to blow out their chosen candle, a visible reflection on the closeness of the Nativity appears.
You see, my eyes are not what they once were. It seems that no matter the size of the candle or the size of the text, my eyes struggle to read the Scripture verses during the first week of Advent. When a light dimmer is available, I will use it gradually less and less each successive week. By the fourth week, however, it seems like I can sit on the other side of the table and still read the Scriptures. The candlelight nearest the end of Advent accommodates my deficiency. Similarly, the Divine Light at the end of Advent is given because of human infirmity. The imagery and practical examples are not lost on me. The great dawning light of Jesus Christ slowly creeps into Advent until the point that it is begging us to acknowledge it and forgo the patient spirit of Advent.
This spiritual yearning that occurs the final days before Christmas reminds me of the carol “Stars of Glory.” Written by Catholic Priest Frederick Charles Husenbeth, the stars are asked to “shine more brightly” to “bring the hour that banished sadness.” The lights of heaven including the moon meant to rule the night (Gen. 1:16) are petitioned to bring about the day of “redemption down to earth.” There is an echoing call for the signs and wonders that accompany redemption:
Stars of glory shine more brightly,
Purer be the moonlight’s beam.
Glide, ye hours and moments lightly,
Swiftly down time’s deepening stream.
 Bring the hour that banished sadness,
Brought redemption down to earth,
When the shepherds heard with gladness
Tidings of a Savior’s birth.
As the weeks of Advent pass, anxiety grows. The practice of patience grows tedious. And no, I am not talking merely about the children’s attitude towards presents. But if Advent is a true season of waiting, then the eagerness to wake up in celebration of Christ’s birth should also increase. We are often tempted to relish the reality of Christ's birth without the waiting. And who can be blamed?
In the commercialized season of Christmas, waiting is difficult. Christmas seemingly begins immediately after Halloween. There are Christmas parties and carol sings that naturally emphasize and celebrate Christ's birth. Some practical measures need to take place to be patient during Advent. Songs like Husenbeth’s remind me there is wisdom in meditating on lyrics that petition the coming of Christ (e.g. “O Come, O Come, Emmanuel”). But what does it mean to petition the Lord for something that occurred two thousand years ago? For that, I believe we need to look at the Angelic announcement contained in the early portion of Luke's gospel.
In the Field
No Scripture story comes closer to the dawn of the new created age of Christmas than the Shepherds “keeping watch over their flock by night” (Lk. 2:8). Though chronologically after the birth of Christ in the Nativity story, the announcement of the newborn King has not yet occurred. The birth of Jesus Christ did not come with streamers, fireworks, and a light show that any passerby could see and experience. Ignoring the pending Angelic announcement, the birth of Christ is barely a whimper in disturbance to the flow of history. It is a dot on a very long Old Covenant sentence. But the night does come and the shepherds doing their thing do not know they are on the brink of history:
And in the same region there were shepherds out in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night. And an angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were filled with great fear. And the angel said to them, “Fear not, for behold, I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord. And this will be a sign for you: you will find a baby wrapped in swaddling cloths and lying in a manger.” And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God and saying,
“Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace among those with whom he is pleased!”
When the angels went away from them into heaven, the shepherds said to one another, “Let us go over to Bethlehem and see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has made known to us.” — Luke 2:8-15
This bright Angelic announcement is what typically comes to mind when we think about the birth of Christ. The Charlie Brown Christmas Tree is probably only trumped by Scripture in terms of association with this event. It's iconic. And yet, in the great scheme of things, the number of individuals made aware during this announcement was probably quite small. It was certainly small in comparison to the sleeping cities that surrounded the shepherds. The announcement itself was glorious, but the crowd was meager. The announcement truly contained “good news of great joy for all the people,” but it was not universally proclaimed. The shepherds acted on the unique event them. A special event in which "the Lord has made known to us" the birth of the King.
Many of us take for granted that after Advent comes Christmas. Heck, many who celebrate Christmas take for granted that Christ came down to earth for them. Nonetheless, we know when Advent will end. But for the Jews, awaiting the promised Messiah the wait seemed like it could last forever. And I imagine that we sometimes take for granted that we know Christmas will eventually come even if we merely twiddle our thumbs and play along with the church calendar. But I think this deprives us of petitioning God and meditating on His infinite mercy in revealing and announcing His Son. We assume the mercy of God proclaimed in Christmas.
But the truth is that while Christ came down for all men, He has not been revealed in the same degree to all men. The story of the shepherds reveals that to us in some small sense. Armed with this reminder, Advent can become a time of waiting and petitioning that the Lord would once again shine His light and announce His Son’s birth to us in our churches and homes. Yes, the Lord has been born—in our case two thousand years ago—but we are still dependent upon the ever new mercy of God to be familiar with our Savior. We are never too old, intelligent, or even "Christian" to become satisfied with the level of knowledge concerning our Savior.
And so, if we take this Angelic announcement for granted, we will almost certainly not respond with the vigor of the shepherds. Once again, I appreciate the vividness of Husenbeth’s words:
See the shepherds quickly rising,
Hastening to the humble stall
And the newborn Infant prizing
As the mighty Lord of all.
 Lowly now they bend before Him
In His helpless infant state.
Firmly faithful, they adore Him,
And His greatness celebrate.
One of the benefits of celebrating Advent is that it truly "puts Christ back in Christmas" in a way that arguing about Starbucks cups can never do. It's not merely the birth of Christ that gets emphasized, but the reminder that we are dependent upon the revelation of God about that very birth of Christ. And so, throughout Advent, we can eagerly anticipate "quickly rising" on Christmas morning. We can encourage our household to hasten "to the humble stall and the newborn Infant prizing."
There is nothing impious about the chaos of opening gifts. There is no shame in lazily staying in bed or getting up early strictly to fix a grand breakfast. When Advent is celebrated correctly, the whole heart is meditating on the magnificent glory of God. "In spirit and in truth" (Jn. 4:24), we "bend before Him" and "His greatness celebrate" by His grace. After four weeks of anticipation, the Angelic announcement is once again ours. And though while not as obvious or time-consuming, we certainly will all "adore Him," "the might Lord of all."
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newssplashy · 6 years
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I’m telling you about my frustrations, setbacks, and failures. I don’t have regrets...
A lot of people share their success stories years after they’ve made massive progress, made some good money and comfortable living out of their lives. In my own case, I’m telling it right from its cradle.
I’m telling you about my frustrations, setbacks, and failures. I don’t have regrets; because I once read that regrets are obvious things we once wanted, we had them, and in the end they fell below our expectations.
So! Here, I’m telling you about my courage, inspiration, stagnation, the great push and the growth. The great push; that’s what prompted me into making my final decision to hiring myself. But before then……….
I’d rather we start from the very beginning…..
Read Also: Sex and the city [Episode ii]
My first paid job (my foundation)
I got my first paid job to work in a Chinese factory in April 2006, and I was just about 17 years old. It was one heck of a job; a factory job where I’d stand the whole day. I remember after the first day at work, waking up the next morning was almost impossible. My entire body was cramping, I’d only stand and bend to pick up the next plywood; which I’d patch up on the table provided.
That was my job description, it was a tedious job. The job offered a 1 hour break period; and the pay was N6,500 (Six Thousand Five Hundred Naira). Pretty small right? J
Well, 6,500 was a big deal for me! At the very least, I could contribute to feeding, my upkeep, and my younger siblings. And above all, I got to save up some money for future use. It was a start-up, I took this step because my parents were basically handy folks, and being responsible was part of our lifestyle.
To make this job easy, my family supported me every step of the way. I had good food prepared for me every morning, warm water for bath, and sometimes, my kid brother would carry me on his bicycle to work.
Gradually, my burden became lighter and a couple of weeks after, the Chinese people became my second family. Work became amazing, longer days became shorter and a few months became 3 years down the line. I must say; that job was the very foundation that moulded my inner strength and gave me the courage I needed, to thrive for the future. After 3 years, I saved up some money, resigned and re-enrolled for my SSCE because I had a D7 in the prior certificate.
Read Also: Your affirmations confirm your miracle
 My frustration and stagnation
After my SSCE examinations, I proceeded to writing an entrance exam for a pre-degree program in AAU Ekpoma. Fortunately, I got in. The program lasted for one year, and at the end of it; we were to pay some bribe because, our chances of getting into 100l was 50/50. I couldn’t afford 80,000 and so, I later found my name on the list of part-time students.
Apparently, the names weren’t released at the supposed time. I had already moved back to my parents’ before a friend called to share the news that I’d been admitted to study through Part-Time. My cousin shared this same fate with me, and we were both tagged failures by our big cousin who paid most part of our school fees for that program. Throughout that year, I had series of setbacks, I felt like I had wasted a whole year without achieving nothing.
Months later, I went to Kaduna to help my sister set up her fashion house. I stayed six months in Zaria, and before then I had applied for Part-Time program in Yabatech. This was after 2 failed attempts at direct entry into the University of Lagos.
When Zaria became inconvenient for me, I moved down to Lagos. It wasn’t a smooth ride, until my immediate older sister moved my stuff to the Redemption Camp (Ogun State). That’s where a second chapter of my life begun.
The crossroad
Settling into my new phase/chapter wasn’t easy, as I learned the massive discrimination going on in my environment. My sister worked in the clinic, and some days, I’d go down there to lend a hand. My prior experience from working with a pharmacist paid off, and I was loving this ride. We had so much fun after work, with lots of movies at our disposal, round-the-clock electricity; what more could be better!
Somehow, we got kicked out of my cousin’s house in the camp…..though she shadowed the event. I later found out my sister was accused of looking prettier than she was before I arrived. Trust me, we were back to square zero………..my step-sister’s house.
Read Also: Love at first glance...[Chapter i]
 Just after six months into moving down to Akoka-Lagos, we were already looking ugly. Because of the emotional trauma we faced in our new home every day. The malicious talks, the yelling, the starvation and to crown it all; the absence of peace in our hearts. We walked almost every street of Lagos mainland in search of a job, but none was found.
The Courage
They say; “Joy cometh in the morning”, and indeed I found Joy after my sorrow passed.
That prison of stagnation that led me into a crossroad, further prepared me into becoming a fearless warrior. In other words, I became braver and strong-willed after realising “in every smooth ride, there must be a couple of bumps”.
So be rest assured that “thriving forward” is the only way to go. Regardless of what you may have heard others say about you; your affirmations are what will propel your growth in life.
Our stay in Akoka lasted for about 2 years, after which we were subtly thrown out to God knows where! But, power changed hands when I started to receive interview calls……you need to see how excited I was. My sister already got a good job, and I later got mine. It was a 4 months contract job, and right before the contract was over, I got another one. Cool right!? J
The Big Push
My new job was to be a customer service personnel. I would have a peaceful work-flow environment and a pay of 50,000 (Fifty Thousand Naira) as monthly pay! At least, that’s was on my contract letter. This 50k salary I received for almost one year, and gradually I moved up the ladder. But in my workplace, I realised there was a stronghold. There were colleagues who would attack you spiritually whenever they hear about a new accomplishment in your area.
I was already in my final year in the National Open University of Nigeria as at early 2016. But whenever it was my time for exams, my immediate boss will refuse to grant my work leave. This happened 3 consecutive times, and I became weary of the environment as I grew to learn more of it.
I was never known to be a weakling; so I started to investigate and later came to a realization that there’s never going to be a leave nor a transfer for me……it was another form of stagnation…..but in the disguise of a job…..it was something else this time; it was a “dead-end”.
The MD was my friend, so I used that opportunity to interview him about the company. Lo and behold, my assumptions were accurate. There was no future there…..and my mind has been pricking me to start-up on my own…..but I was afraid.
Months later, I summoned the courage to draft out my resignation letter, handed it over to the MD. By now, I’d already subtracted my pending leave days from it. Once we had the meeting about my resignation, I tendered my letter which was gracefully signed by the MD.
When the time finally approached, I left. Meanwhile, my immediate boss who was a Nigerian tried to blackmail me into forfeiting my leave days. But hey, I’m an Edo girl…….a lioness….Lolzzzz. “I dished out his meal, on a hot plate” and I served him hot…….by mailing him the signed letter by the German MD.
And I walked away with my head held high and my account credited by the end of the month. Don’t try that with some Nigerian bosses, if you have no backup plans; else you’d be fired without pay…. JJ
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 The Growth
So, a couple of months passed and I started making hair wigs for sale. I must confess……..it was so damn hard for me. Especially when you’d spend 4-5 days making one; only to sell at 10,000 and that could probably be your only sale for the month. It was a risk I was prepared to take. After all, I have survived this life so many times that, I’m no longer surprised.  For I know that tomorrow will bring forth a beautiful new day.
From braided wigs to making of hair extension wigs, I later got lucky. I started using a machine to make my wigs, and I was wowed at the outcome. And by December 2017, I made a lot of wigs for the people in my area. Ah! I could finally breathe!! The people loved my crafts, and they kept patronising me by bringing their old weaves for me to restyle and convert into wigs.
Not to mention that I also got to write a movie script (web series) for a friend and I got cool cash from it.
One thing is for sure…..you’ll be successful once you set your mind towards it. And I must add; you don’t need an endorsement to start-up your life…you only need courage and commitment. Just like I have done! I’m not financially stable yet, but I can pay my own bills and work from the comfort of my home.
Some days, I can write and get paid, and other days, I make wigs for sale. I have even added sales of perfumes and body spray to my little business. And, just in case you need help with starting up a wig business, I can teach you step-by-step…….
I hired myself because, I realised that the greatest investment out there is time; not money. A lot of us do so well in investing almost half of our lives into working for others, and I tell you boldly…..i can’t afford it. It’s a failed project; working for others!
 I’d rather suffer and slave myself by myself and for myself….. JJJJ
This is how I have managed through time……and ruggedly….i am still afloat in this ocean of life.
I hope this story inspires you….. This is my life’s story….
Thank you for reading…….
Written by Joyous Akhivbareme.
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