The fat girl that went to Nigeria.

Guy in Nigeria - “I love you, honestly, from my heart, it is genuine. I love you.”  Me - " 👀Bruh, you just met me yesterday though, what’s my last name?"  Guy - "I know that I love you, you have to believe me." Me - "Sooo, you don't remember my last name."  Me - 🏃🏃🏃 God took his time when creating the Nigerian Man. Since I’ve been back in Nigeria, the number one question or comment I get is in relation to men, specifically, if I’ve found my husband. To answer the question, no, I haven’t so you can all get off my case. Thanks! Though I’m yet to find my husband, it seems I have been dubbed the wife of many men in this country. They meet me, they profess their love and want to wed tomorrow. Omo, I no get time abeg, move on. Nigerian men or should I say African men (yes I’m making a generalization of an entire continent from my encounter with those from two or three countries from said continent, read on) are very quick to profess ...

There are various ways to make purchases in Nigeria. If you are a true Nigerian, you go to the market, if you are an ajebutter (boogie Nigerian) you go to Shoprite (grocery store). When it comes to buying groceries, call me an ajebutter all you want, I don’t care and I don’t mind. I strongly DISLIKE going to the market. I feel it is one of the most stressful ordeals you’ll ever encounter in your entire life!! Yes your entire life!!! Don't let anybody tell you how "cute" the African markets are, don't let them lie to you and tell you it is the best thing ever. It isn't and if anybody should tell you that, remove them from your life, they don't want whats best for you. You don't need that type of person in your life.  Propaganda: it ain't this calm  The market is a good place to get everything you want. It is really a one stop shop. You can buy groceries, things for your house, clothes, fabrics, get your hair, nails, and eyebrows done, fix bro...

Sorry I’ve not been consistent with my blog, I’ve been super busy and super tired, also my internet has been acting very strange. I’m going to post more on what I have been up to but for now, I have to rant about a few things. So first of all, I got into Nigerian Law School, yay me!! As of Monday this week, I started the Bar 1 program. The Bar 1 program is for students who studied law in foreign jurisdictions. This includes students that studied in the U.S, England, Cameroon, Ghana etc. Though these students are foreign trained, they are Africans. I’ll say that about 75% of the students are Nigerian and the other 25% are from other AFRICAN countries. Now tell me why my new colleagues are having difficulties saying my name, not remembering my name, just saying it. When I was in the U.S I had people come up to me and say my name was “interesting” or “unique” or “difficult to pronounce.” You’ll have to forgive me for thinking that people in Nigeria would not have the same iss...