Day 4: Yomah

Yomah is my baby sister. This is sort of funny cos I’ve never even met her. Beneath her somewhat naïve demeanor is a bright and intelligent woman who’s figuring life out and coming into her own. Can’t wait to see her flourish. See for yourself…

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Hello everyone, Happy new year! So, it’s the 5th day of 2013… actually it’s the 3rd day now, but you’ll be reading this on the 5th day… okay, I digress. Anyway I’m not exactly a writer so forgive any errors.

Basically I’m supposed to write on my hopes and dreams for this new year, however I’ll have to talk about the past year for you to fully understand them. 2012 was… just a year for me. This because I can’t decide if it was a good or a bad year. The first major thing that happened to me was my surgery that took place in February. It was an ovarian cystectomy. I was 18 and was being burdened with problems way more advanced than my age. The history of how I ended up with an ovarian cyst is too long for me to go into but let’s just say it was a bad case. It had tortioned 3 times, that means it twisted 3 times. Usually when a cyst twists at all, it becomes dangerous so you can imagine the fears I was going through. The twisting didn’t show in any scans so the doctors were reluctant to do a surgery because it only showed about 6cm and was considered small. I insisted because the pain had become unbearable and when it was brough out, it turned out to be over 10cm. The doctor told me to go and thank God because He just didn’t want me to die.

Another major thing that happened to me was that I failed in school, woefully! You see, this cyst thing attacked me in full force during my 200level first semester exams, I wrote most of my papers from the health centre, so yeah, horrible result.

Also in 2012, as usual I had a lot of men/boy issues, thankfully less than 2011, but all the same boy issues. I struggled with letting go of an ‘ex’ who had become someone’s boyfriend, but still wanted to be ‘friends with benefits’ and somehow caught feelings again while at it all the while still with his new girlfriend. I struggled with letting go of the one person I’ve really loved who unfortunately didn’t feel the same way. And then there’s the one I met in 2012 that felt the need to lie about breaking up with his girlfriend which I initially believed but later discovered the truth, same one that also lied about condoms and first times. Thank God for small mercies, I almost fell in a trap here but I realised that no matter how badly you want something, if you have a relationship with God, He won’t give it to you when He knows it is not good for you. Long story short, all these times I faced hurt, pain and unhappiness but we thank God I marched on.

Also in 2012, I formed a bond of friendship with a few girls, friendship that are just like sisterhood, I also met a lot of amazing people, and had good times with them.

Which brings me to my hopes and dreams for 2013.

In 2013, I hope to be a healthy bunny, I don’t want to have any cause to go to the hospital, not even malaria, I also pray to have my hormonal and ovarian issues resolved. Amen.

I hope to get my CGPA to a very good place and get better grades so I can graduate with my second class upper degree next year June in Jesus name. Amen.

I also hope that this year, I do not have any boy issues whatsoever. I also hope to get the boyfriend my heart desires and have a steady relationship that would last years and bring happiness and joy to me, not sadness or constant headache. I hope to solve my emotional instability and confusion this year.

I also hope to get very good offers from notable modelling houses and agencies so I can be financially stable to some extent.

I pray for more financial blessings for my parents and that God continues to bless them and that this year, they will have cause to give a testimony on His goodness in their lives.

Basically these are my hopes and dreams for 2013, and I really hope that it’s a good year for me and mine and for all of you too. I hope that my prayers and hopes and dreams come to pass. All of yours too. May God bless us all. 🙂

Yomah.

Day 3: Wande

I stumbled on this good natured and passionate vet (at least from her tweets) on twitter a while back and our friendship is a good one which has, despite efforts to change this on both our parts, remained online. *sigh* This post is special to Wande specifically because of the date. I’ll hand you over to her see why…

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*music playing* All I want for my birthday is a big……………………….

It’s been a yearly tradition to set goals and make resolutions, I honestly still don’t get the point behind the tradition. It’s my birthday today, damn it sucks to be a year older, so many unfulfilled goals,unspoken words,broken dreams and would have-should have moments. My mind is nursing the memories of the pain, betrayals,laughter,orgasms,food-gasms, and the weird feelings I can’t put into words.

It’s a new year, I should be drunk but its not yet 9am (oops I said I’d quit) , my goals for 2013 in words, I will probably get them done by June 2013 (who am I kidding) but then again who knows?

* running on the warm sands of Myrtos beach on the island of Kefalonia,the roaring sound of the beautiful sea ringing in my ears, waking up to the mind blowing sunrise in Porto Carras Hotel and Resort Halikidki. I want my vacation in the Ancient Greece.

*I want to walk and dance in the rain, no holding back, not caring about ruining my hair,my make up, my phones,my bag………. I want to get soaked, play my air guitar, dance like I own the stage, have people look at me funny, laugh like I don’t have a single worry in the world under the rain.

* I want to be surrounded by autistic kids, kiss them, tickle them, dance with them, sing to them, get hugs from them. I want spend an entire day or more doing nothing but hanging out with them.

* I want a tattoo , I want to feel the intense pain, to see the blood, groan in pain, beg to feel numb, cry with confused feelings of joy and pain. The tattoo will be on my left wrist so I can pull out my hair with my right hand. Okay this sounds crazy, I probably will get a shot of local anesthetic.

I’m pretty sure most people have goals that are so incredible, and my goals probably sound weird, it’s simple I want the simple things of life, I want to smile like I have no worries, I want to love like I will never get hurt, I want dance like no one is watching, I want to feel my toes curl and moan with pleasure, I want to eat and not get fat, I want to scream on top of my lungs, I want cry and curl up with my favorite teddy, I want to live my life and not care who is talking, I want to enjoy the simple things of life, my favorite rock band’s concert, a butterfly landing on my shoulder, getting that awesome credit alert (money makes everything simple). I want to be happy. I want to make every second in 2013 worth it.

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The simple things. We sometimes take the simple things for granted, don’t we?

Well, I pray you achieve these things and many more, Wande. Have you very many Happy Returns, dear. Much favour, joy, peace, love, wisdom and fulfillment. In this year and the many more to come.

🙂