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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...