I’m 24 today (April 12th) and frankly, I wasn’t looking forward to my birthday at all. The spectre of reaching my mid-20s was hanging over my head, and I wasn’t anticipating making it official. Gone are the days when I could happily, and arrogantly say 22…because to me that’s the sweet spot. You’re so young… Continue reading Why do birthdays in our 20s make us panic?
I read Half of a Yellow Sun, and Americanah, and I feel as if the ground has shifted beneath my feet. It’s not as if I have discovered Adiche for the first time, no, I read Purple Hibiscus years ago when I was still in high school. But back then I went through books like… Continue reading When reading a book changes your life
Being young feels awesome (or at least it’s supposed to feel like it). It’s amazing but it sucks at the same it. Chances are, you’re probably broke too. Yes, regular young people like you and I who are trying to make a living in a hostile economy, won’t really enjoy that all that youth because… Continue reading The problems with being young and broke
What’s really holding you back? Okay, this is a loaded a question, but a question I had to ask myself. Maybe my story will resonate with you, maybe it won’t…but here goes. Growing up I wanted to be many things…I’ve wanted to do many things career-wise. I remember dreaming of walking down a runway, decked… Continue reading What’s really holding you back, honestly?
I never fully understood the importance of being best friends with yourself until I had a meltdown in the middle of the night. I said a lot of unkind things to myself, a lot of thoughts that honestly shouldn’t see the light of day. The next day I woke up to the realization that I… Continue reading Learning to be best friends with yourself and why it matters
“Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose…“ Steve Jobs I often forget this. It’s easy to forget that we are not immortal; that I am going to die, and so are you, and everyone you know. It’s a… Continue reading Remembering that we are not immortal and to live thus.
“They stole our dreams; they stole our future.” A mantra I’ve heard repeated again and again. I never really understood it before. I wasn’t affected by it when I was in high school, closeted away in a boarding school, living in our own little world. At 19, in university, up until I graduated I still… Continue reading Why I choose to remain hopeful in a continually hopeless situation
It’s easy to jump to the resolutions and goals part, without ever reflecting on the previous year. Did you reflect? Did you look back and take stock of the last year or you just dove into setting some shiny new goals and resolutions? It’s kinda hard to do anything differently or better, or to continue something if you haven’t actually put some thought in it. I find asking myself these questions has helped me set and achieve my goals year after year, and they could help you too.
Previous page “They don’t exist? Vezo, I’m failing to understand, explain this to me,” Mrs. Moyo Snr said, looking entirely confused. Vezo utterly broke down. Flashes of his engagement party, the traditional marital ceremony and the wedding, assaulted him. He’d popped the question five months into dating;
Previous page He gave her the job. He had to. How else was he supposed to woo her quickly? How else was he going to ensure that he knew her every move? And of course to protect her from his lecherous friend, who offered her a position as his legal assistant. It wasn’t a good… Continue reading Lobola Heist Page 5