Growing up in the 90's and comparing it to now, its so funny how things have changed. So I will be listing out my Once Upon A Time moments and comparing it to the present.

• Once upon a time, bleaching was synonymous to illiteracy. It was only the iya onigos, iya eleja, iya eleran, iya ata that bleached. Now, I see babes with good education even with MBA's bleaching. Is it that they dint know that bleaching causes skin cancer or that bleaching your skins, will not bleach your genes?
• Once upon a time, when you clocked 21, your parents threw a party for you, it involved rented canopies, food cooked by a slightly obese woman who thinks her size is good marketing for her catering skills and Yinka Ayefele's music playing in the background, with cakes shaped in '21' or a Bible, with scriptures like you are the light of the world inscribed on it and covered with pink icing depending on your gender. Now thanks to Instagram, you see hash tags like #turndownke #nikini #forwhat #birthdaywithmylovelies. I cant help but think out loud, who pays for this birthday dinners, the celebrant or everyone pays for their own food? Did I beg to be invited? Don't we all miss the days of attending parties with steaming jollof rice, coleslaw and stewed beef?

Layomi and I have been friends since forever, i lied, its just JSS2.. What am I saying? That's 11 years..
Last year, we decided to mark our anniversary ( we have time abi?)
In my short time on earth, she has been one of the beautiful people God has sent my way and i am grateful for her presence in my life. She has become family, my mum has a soft spot for her..
In secondary school, she fueled my love for reading magazines, she always brought magazines from her dads office from Acada to Guardian Life, how i loved Tosyn Bucknor's write-ups. How she loved Jackie Collins. When she couldn't get me the magazines any more, she introduced me to Bella Naija and we fell in love with Atoke, Glory Edozien and BN weddings.

Eku Odun Falentine!!!

For anyone who is true to themselves, we know that a sincere self-appraisal is one of the most difficult things to do and since its the season of open letters from OBJ to GEJ to Iyabo to Tolu Ogunlesi , I decided that this season must not pass me by without writing to myself
Dear Ifeoma,
How have u being? Like every typical human, I know your reply will will be fine (why do i even bother?). If your reply is,'i am fine'. Then you lie, because I really don't think so. I will be giving you a piece of my mind as I am not very happy about the happenings in your life at the moment..
I just wanted to let you know that i have being observing the way you have been living your life, and i am not quite happy with. So i will just say it as it is:

In school, we decided to join the church in the annual 21 days prayer and fasting and it has been going well. However what i have noticed is that this semester when we meet buy 6pm to share the Word and The Communion, not many people come, compared to last year, there was an overflow in the chapel..It then occurred to me that last year, at this time exams were around the corner and everybody's spirituality level had gone up by some bars..
This made me realize that most times when you are in environments like mine, we miss the picture.We become spiritual because we want something from God, because we want to do well in our tests,exams, term papers, projects.. It is so easy to get carried away and think that knowing God is about going to church on Sunday (its important!!), all ii am saying is it doesn't just stop there.We forget that with God its meant to be a love affair. Maybe that why after the holidays many people come back and the cycle starts again, we start rededicating or choose to live in guilt.
One of my friends on Facebook, Joy Bewaji put up on her wall that John Legend's All of Me drew her closer to God and I felt whatever gets you there, just know Him..
I am learning to love God outside the four walls of this school, maybe its because in a matter of months it will be over and it will be heartbreaking if after everything there will be nothing to hold on to.
There are too many doctrines like,should you wear trousers as a babe, are you meant to take the communion, should you tie your hair in church, should you pay tithe, should you sit on your pastors lap, should your pastor slap you,should you chew grass..
One thing i have learnt in the past months is to know God for me. Someone might call Him the Kings of Kings, Lord of Lords, But for me He is the one who is ever faithful, He is my constant even though I could be a variable.. That is who God is to me.
ACTION POINT: Know God outside what your pastor preaches on the altar on Sundays. Your pastor knows God for himself that is why he has something to share with you on Sundays..
So who is God to you? Let me know..
Have a great week ahead..
                                                                   Luv,        
                                                                   Ifeoma N.

Hello!!!! I know i wont be winning favorite blogger of the year but i promise (*goes down on knees*) that 2014 will be so much better.. Before i forget Merry Christmas in arrears.. How was your Christmas? Mine had a lot of activities and it didn't include turning up, i was babysitting.. I spent the holidays with my cousin and it was overwhelming.. Having kids is not quite glamorous, i don't know how celebs make it look easy..
JUST SO YOU KNOW!!!
So on Christmas day, I cooked fried rice for the family and it was nice :).The reduced bride-price must increase. If i continue at this rate my bride price will soon escalate to pounds and no Nigerian man will be able to pay it, na only expatriate :|
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