A QUICK DEBRIEF❤️

 Happy New month to the most amazing people on the internet, the ones who read all the things I write and the people who cared enough to check in when I disappeared from this space . I love and appreciate you all. I'm sending you lots of hugs and kisses. 

It's been a hot minute or a hot three months but who is counting? I have written to you or thought to write to you on almost every occasion, but for some reason, I just couldn’t hit publish. But here I am today… celebrate grace, brothers and sisters.

Let's do a quick debrief, shall we? 

It won't be possible to tell you anything without telling you about school. School has been after my life per usual or even more in recent times, maybe it's because it's my final semester. Yesss, you heard right. In two months I'll be out of Epe with my bachelors degree, it feels so surreal. 

But right now...Omooo, I am going through one or two if not three and four in the hands of my final year thesis. At this point, you can call me an academic, something along the lines of Professor Doctor High Chief, Scholar IMAX. 

On a more serious note, project no be beans ooo, If you know someone currently in their final year or semester, please put them in your prayers and also don't forget to squeeze something small (or big, we are not complaining) into their hands or bank accounts. Your pocket will never run dry.

Asides  project and school work, I also have students representative responsibilities on my hands. Can a person run mad simultaneously for different causes? If yes, then that's my current situation. The work is crazy and I often find myself asking "who actually sent me?". If you remember, sometime last year I had written about the stress in This little life  and I constantly go back to read that piece for comfort. I even read it again mid-writing this. Funny thing is...nothing has changed much since that article, I'm still fighting for my life. 

A few weeks ago, my friend  had sent me a picture of how I looked a year ago. Maybe it was just wrong timing, because I had just had the most mentally and physically draining week, I burst into tears. Not a subtle sob, a full-blown bawl at 1am, the kind that your chest tightens and you are looking for air. That kind. The kind were my roommate whom I rarely speak with came to my bedside just to check if I was good.

FOR REFERENCE, THIS IS THE PICTURE

The picture marked a year since I swore an oath of office as a student rep and I was the happiest. I had the brightest smile and there was such a beautiful light in my eyes. I found myself asking that night a question I had never considered; do I regret my decision? I wouldn't have thought about it but it's a question a lot of people have asked me recently especially now that I'm canvassing for other people to take on the responsibility as I prepare to leave.

Short Answer, No. I don't regret my decision. I don't think that life should be lived in regret.

But...

Long Answer, if I could turn back the hands of time knowing what I know now, would I do it again? I don't know. And I think that’s the most honest answer I have. I don’t like to dwell on hypotheticals. I’ve become a little too realistic for that. But most importantly, I have realised I don't want to be the person constantly stuck on what could have been. I want to be present for what is. I am genuinely grateful for the opportunities and exposure this role has given me. At this point, I honestly feel like there’s nothing I can’t do.

 And to people that have hinted at different times that I should drop this post...I think I have come too far to turn back now. Truth is, I don't even know how I do what I do most days, I'm just  deeply grateful for my friends and family that listen to me rant and cry every time.

 I know nobody sent me and somehow, that makes it harder to complain. 

But not here. 

Here, I'll rant to you and you'll listen because you love me and I love you too. My biggest consolation is  that it'll all be over soon...but if you want to console me further, you can be a sponsor at my university's students week this May (from 24th-30th). A little will go a long way. We are open to pop-ups from brands. (See me mixing vulnerability with soft marketing. Growth.)

And no, incase you are wondering, other things have also happened recently especially in the month of April. It's safe to say April owes me nothing at all. From hosting and planning my department's media talk and quiz in collaboration with other executives, to attending conferences and meeting new people, participating in a quiz competition and even going to Ijebu-ode market ( because I'll take every opportunity I get to leave this school even if it's for a few hours). Somewhere in between all of that, I have cried, laughed, screamed at random times and did things that the girl I was in secondary school would be surprised about.

Ohh and before I forget, someone I know got married last month and I have told everybody. Tom, Dick, Harry, Harry's friends and even their brothers about it. They are such a beautiful couple and It was indeed the softest and sweetest way to start  my April. I’m wishing Abdulmalik and Firdaus a lifetime of love, peace, and everything beautiful that marriage has to offer. 

Uhmm, I think that's all I have so far, I hope this was a fair attempt at a debrief. I don't know if you can tell that I really missed writing to you and I can't also wait to hear what you've been up to these past months. Hopefully, May will be better for all of us. 

Till next time, Remember I love you and you should love you too,

Lots of love,

IMAX💕