*cracks knuckles* Let me first of all start by saying, all of you that said you were going to come but didn’t come, I am so very upset. You wanna know why… …because you missed small chops. Correct international small chops. O dun mi ganni. Anyways, back to the matter at hand. The Hangout was … Continue reading My ‘The Hangout’ Experience
In a bid to save me from being a single, old lady, sharing a house with 20 cats, a friend of mine - let's call him D - decided to hook me up (it cringes me to use this phrase) with his friend. I really wasn't interested in men or dating but then I felt … Continue reading My Soulmate Ghosted me. Twice.
Half-asleep, I dragged my feet across the passage. Gnawing hunger had woken me up and I intended to start my day in the kitchen. I was already in the sitting room before I noticed my sister and her husband tearing at each other like rabid animals. I stopped and contemplated returning to my room like … Continue reading Entangled
My freshly fixed neon nails suddenly looked more interesting than everything else going on around me. I had stepped into church convincing myself I had been away for too long. The truth was, I had come with the hopes of ‘accidentally’ running into him. But the uneasiness I felt deep in my stomach told me … Continue reading Once Lost, Twice Broken
The group huddled together for a picture as the tour guide struggled with the glittered iPhone, obviously foreign to him. Amber cringed and silently prayed he wouldn’t drop it. I went hungry to buy this phone. Don’t let my village people win. ‘Say furaha,’ the tour guide finally chanted, exposing two missing front teeth. A … Continue reading Tsoro