Hey I'm adulting

What's that one thing, that one experience that made you think you had gotten to the peak of childhood. Well for me, it was about sitting on the large salon chairs. I detested mini stools called 'akpoti' in Yoruba. My hairdresser practically told me I couldn't sit on those chairs till I turned 12. Well one way or the other I needed to make my hair, so I couldn't complain. But then the Countdown to 12 years began. The birthday came, and I was more excited about adulting and all the 'goodies' it came with than I was for the party. Behold after the buzz, I was betrayed by my hairdresser. It became a tale of 'you're too short to sit on these chairs'. So basically I had to start looking forward to growing tall. What a life! You might think the word betrayal is too deep for such a naive story, but isn't this how we face various betrayal experiences on our road to adulting, the word 'betrayal' evokes lots of undesirable emotions o

Heyo, I guess I didn't officially say welcome to my blog, so here's me throwing you kisses 💋💋💋. Now that you're here, the little secret is this isn't gonna be all about me, it's about US! I mean you, yes You and I. Well,so I heard adulting comes with lots of great moments (good&bad). Well we just gotta grow. So anyway,  you have that story that's. I mean those terrific adulting stories .. Hey I'm here to listen and share with you. This blog is Ours! And you know nobody needs to know it's your story.. Common let's ride together. P. S: This is a work in progress, feel free to drop your reviews. 💋💋

So I decided to open my diary, chill aren't diaries supposed to be hidden, like if it was possible for people to hide their diaries in a cave, they definitely won't miss the opportunity. Well here's Omomolade sharing her diary with everyone who can lay their hands on it. I just need you to read, and let's see if we're all adulting the same way. It's a scam I heard.. *chuckles *