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Playing : Alaye by Bayo Adegbite I broke my bed. It wasn't intentional, I promise. When I finished sorting out stuff yesterday, I decided to dive on the bed. After landing successfully, I heard the wood creak under my weight. 😣 I should have thought twice😭 ☆☆☆ So often, in our quest to be more popular and to be part of the in-group, we lose sight of things that are far more important... like how there's only one of us and being us is how we fit into the bigger picture. Because, trust me, you're part of a very large picture, so you're so darn important! Before, I used to have some sort of People-Centred attitude. People had to tell me what to do, people had to say if something I was doing was OK. It got to a point where if I started doing something and people didn't talk about it that much, it was a sign for me to stop. It was always about people. Even when things happen in the course of my relationship with someone, I was always thinking, 'Iyanu,

Playing : Melodies From Heaven by Sean C. Johnson Last year, 2018, I went through a couple of transitions, with my hair. I mean, it was all natural, Then I weaved it, Then at a point I thought things were crawling in my hair, I'm not joking! So I cut it. Yeah! It was after I cut it the devil planned to spoil my reputation. Yes I blame the devil😒 Flashback to July 2018 It was the birthday of our General Overseer's wife, Mummy Adeboye and my department, (PSF Hospitality Department), was working. A fascinator was part of our uniform but I was on low cut😞 Anyway, I put on the fascinator like that and proceeded to take pictures with my co members. I uploaded a picture then Ayo Vaughan Oyindamola , the CEO of FitMatchBeautyWorld ( you should check her out on instagram ) replied my status and the conversation went thus: Oyin : Iyanu, why would you wear fascinator on low cut? Me:😆😞 Oyin : Should I make wig for you? ***OK, let's calm down. I've

Playing: Baami by Femi FlamexMike Abdul Heey😊 First, thank you everyone! Thank you for your support since yesterday 😭 No, I'm not sorry for being mushy. Thank you really. I'm super grateful. ☆☆☆☆☆ So, growing up, I never really liked my name 'Iyanuoluwa'. Iyanu for short. The Yorubas have a saying that 'you first look into the house the baby is coming from before naming the child', but I just didn't like my name. Even during my nursery/primary education in Ecoles Divines, when the teacher brought us kids out to play;we had the opportunity to sing a couple of nursery rhymes. One of them being; My naame, my name, my name Pamuregeji My name is ... Pamuregeji İ come from ... state Pamuregeji (Some people are already singing along)😂 Sorry if you were born in 2004😆 But wait, that song is a nursery rhyme nah abi?😅 Don't get me wrong, I liked the song and all the fun attached (which included shaking our waists) but my name didn&#

Playing : My World Needs You by Kirk Franklin x Sarah Reeves, Tasha Cobbs, Tamela Mann See the picture above? That's how I feel right now as I type. 'Will they like it?' 'What if I rant nonsense?' 'What if I do this and don't do that?' 'Iyanu, are you even a writer at all?'😞 But eh, I think that's what made me disappear the first time about 3 years ago. Doubts, not being sure about my work, wondering if being here would actually make sense. Then I stopped and didn't come back until 2017. Then left again. Now I'm here, in 2019! Hallelujah?! No? Anybody? OK. So over the years, I've been trying to find myself. Know what I'm supposed to do. Even if I got my childhood friend Elijah Ajibade to help me with the creation of this blog, I didn't exactly know what I was going to blog about. I was disorientated for a while. (Is disorientated even a valid word?) I mean, there had to be a reason why peop