Sometimes I shudder at myself. And here’s why.

I am at a birthday get-together and it is all my friends gathered in one place. I am supposed to be happy right? And having the absolute best time of my life, yes? All my friends in one place, my kinda music playing, suya and cake all over the place πŸ˜› and people dancing.

Guess what I’m doing…

I’m sitting in a corner, away from people. And I’m writing about how antisocial I can be.🀦What a life.

Sometimes we are the very cause of the things we complain about. We say we are lonely but we shut people out. We say we can’t find a job but we sleep all day. We keep failing exams but reading ain’t our thing. Like, we literally cage ourselves and then complain that our uncles in the village have the spare key. All the while, we are sitting on the Master Key.

Why didn’t God make all of us really social beings? Why are some of us so bubbly and others in a constant shell. Why are some of us both bubbly and reserved?

I just thought to share with y’all that we have the Master Key. Don’t be the reason you are in the pits. We need to admit to ourselves that sometimes, our lives are in the mess they are in now because of our own laziness and almost headstrong-refusal to up and better ourselves. Like, get up and get our acts together!

Ironically, as I write this, my friends are still dancing around, having fun and I’m still in my corner writing this post but…

…This is where I leave you guys. I’m going to be a little bit social. Say hi to some people and then head to my room.

Why do we find it so hard to take our own advice? 😫😫😫

Totally unrelated but my cousin came to see me in school today. It’s the first time family has come to visit. So I’m sharing pictures! 😁

Clandie πŸ’ž

Published by clandie

Most loved daughter of a King. Lawyer and aspiring writer. Hair lover and everyday story teller.

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  1. πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ But how far the pictures you posted after the write-up? Is that you at the party? πŸ˜‚
    Mehn, everyone needs to read this. It has wisdom written all over it. Ironically, instead of me working for my wages, I’m busy reading this. Only that i don’t have any uncle in the village to blame for my misfortunes πŸ˜‚ . I’m even trying to imagine you at a social function loool. Well done Clandie


    1. Plus me at a social function is easy. I’ll be the girl in a black dress by the corner, writing up a post about the weird couple to my left.


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