Hephzibah's Diary

 A few days ago, I was catching up with my elder sister and she was "gisting" me about my baby sister and how she (baby sister) would just go to my mom's room even when my mom is not around and take whatever she wants. And she (baby sister) would always be like it's for her mom so she can take it 😅 My elder sister also said if my baby sister enters her (elder sister) room and she asks her to leave because she's disturbing, she would always be like she's not leaving cause it's her father's house and she can be in the room 😅 We just laughed about it and I commented on how I love the confidence and the fact that she knows her right, what belongs to her, and cannot be cheated.

A while back, I traveled to Mexico and to save cost, I basically spent more time on air than on land. To and fro, I boarded seven planes in total. It was a seven-day trip; if I'm not mistaken, I spent 4 days on air. I am giving this background to establish that I spent a lot of time on air or in different airplanes.  And this experience made me notice something. And that is the runway time that the airplane has. In one of the flights, specifically, the flight from New York to Mexico City, the airplanes started running at 8:46am and did not fly until 9:22am. I kept wondering what was happening and why the plane took so much time to run instead of flying. After the trip, I started reading about airplanes, the runway, and all of that.  Summarily, I learned that airplanes need to run before flying to build capacity and build momentum for flying. In other words, most planes run to get enough speed needed for the plane to actually fly; they need the speed, the race in other to produce th

While we were about to go for rural rugged,  Rukky Okoro  didn't have flip-flops so she decided to go and get one. When she came back, she told us something interesting which I wanna share now... She said that as she was returning, she saw a man who looked like an "agbero" smoking. He was dressed like all these "area boys". She greeted him and just walked past. To her surprise, he responded with "correct English". I mean, he spoke sophisticatedly, he spoke like an educated person. That made her pause and look at him again. When he saw that, he questioned her, asking her if she thought he wouldn't know how to speak English or something. In defense, she said she only liked the way he spoke. And they exchange pleasantries and went their different ways. When she told us about it, we just discussed it randomly and blamed the Nigerian government for not creating a good system for graduates as this forces them into doing all sorts of rubbish like bec

Hello, my diary readers. I hope this diary entry meets you well. I am not really sharing a story today but I just want to write about how I have been coping with the numerous rejections that have been coming my way, with the hope that it might be of help to one or two people. The last few months have been tough. I have literally received more rejections in the last few months than I have received in my entire life. I have been faced with rejections in my academics, career, and relationships so much that I have struggled a lot. Please note that I am not writing this post because I have stopped facing rejections😅. I am only writing to share some of the things I have learned and come to understand with the hope that you would also learn a thing or two. One of the lessons I have learned is never to equate my rejections or failures with my identity . Hey, you are not your failures. It's a rejection email but you are not a failure. The beautiful thing about being a Christian is that our

Recently, a friend sent my old NYSC pictures to me and it brought back memories, and today, I have seen a lot of pictures of people doing their POP today and I want to use this post to wish them congratulations and share one of my NYSC tales. For the period of my NYSC, I was able to attend only one rural rugged and while going for the rural rugged, we (the group of people I was going with) took off from Ibadan and got to Iseyin in less than 2 hours. We were glad that we moved so fast. We were however not stopping at Iseyin. We were going to a village called Joloko in Okeho zone. Unfortunately or fortunately for us, our driver didn't know the way to the village. We kept moving around in circles, we kept making U-turns, we kept calling people that had gone before us, and the driver kept complaining about the limited fuel in the bus and how the bus would soon stop moving. People on the bus became restless. Some even started saying things like "all these troubles all in the na

 Have you seen the Nigerian Netflix movie titled Anikulapo? Anyway, I have but this blog is not really about the movie. So, after watching the movie, I saw video clips of Kunle Afolayan (The director and producer of the movie) and Eyiyemi Afolayan (that played Omowunmi in the movie), with Kunle Afolayan saying things like "that's my daughter", "I'm so proud of her" etc.  My roommate and I also watched an interview where he (Kunle Afolayan) was talking about how that role was his daughter's first movie role, how well she delivered, and how proud he is of her. We could literally feel the joy in his eyes, the pride, and fulfillment that he feels. We kept on talking about how it is so nice to see your child or children walk in your footprint and continue your legacy. This also made me remember a video where Bishop T. D Jakes passed the WTAL touch to his daughter, Pastor Sarah Jakes Roberts and it was just amazing to see the joy, the pride, and the happiness.