Just last night, while lying on my bed and taking a reminiscence at how 2021 panned, disappointment sagged through me as I felt as though the year went through me without anything spectacular happening. I felt numb all over.
That was just until I got into a WhatsApp chat with my friend, Emmanuel, while I tagged old texts of myself and himself struggling through hard times being unsure of what the future held. But God pulled us through.
God yanked me out of toxic relationships, helped me through my ever hectic exams, covered my face from shame and, yes, I did get my first physical speaking engagement this year. And bro, I did so well!
God is ever faithful. ❤️
JANUARY.
I had Tolani unfinished, ASUU strike called off while I got anxious about resuming back to school. I felt unprepared in the actual sense. Moved to a friend’s place before real work began to revive the academic spirit again. Ten plus months at home was no joke. Nose masks hanging across faces, while online classes began. We had resumed to the new normal.
Resuming Tolani.
I eventually gained courage to go back to Tolani, and had the series take a fresh kick start!
FEBRUARY.
I attended my first wedding in a long time, and felt giddy. My almost favorite native hanging across my frame all ironed while I posed and ‘juxtaposed’ to camera lights. Joy warmed me from within.
Seeing my senior friend, Dr Olasheinde dance up the stage with his babe gave me a warm fuzzy feeling. I love love.
MARCH.
Academic work became more demanding. Exams were in few weeks time, my buttocks glued to my sit, hushed tone sounds of ‘God abeg‘ filling the air, I felt fatigued. And God knew it.
Don’t know how but He pulled me through that period.
APRIL/MAY. Oju mi ri.
Close to my most trying month of the year.
End of posting results were out, and were below my expectations with MB exams in two weeks.
I was literally between God abeg, and God you can’t fail me. My head buried in my books while struggling to cover the bulky curriculum. We eventually wrote the exams.
From questions that had my spirits fall, to questions that lifted my mood, God was and is always faithful. ❤️
JUNE.
MEDIZOE DAY.
I had my first trial at an on stage storytelling performance at the editorial department of the CMDA, Medizoe’s Day. Unsure of performing, my friend, King Davey was my biggest cheerleader and boy, it turned out really good!
“Blalock coming up next”
Anxiety swirling through me, I strolled up stage, and with a controlled smile, I began…
Laughs and hmms at valid points, I felt light on my feet as I strolled down the stage that day.
JULY/AUGUST.
Celebrated my blog’s anniversary in July.
I wasn’t going to celebrate. Felt so unfulfilled while it plunged me into despair. Don’t know why, but the ‘little’ wins felt invisible.
I eventually celebrated after a proper reflection, cooked up a blog post and let it into the internet. Had myself eat something good and that was it. We go stronger on the third.
TedX Unilorin.
Yesss, the biggest event of the year! Attended my first TedX event. As always, unsure if I was going to attend until Emmanuel pulled me along, making me register for it.
Obviously not recovered from both Anita Ebinehita and Hauwa Shaffii’s talk.
“your village people are not looking for you, they’re looking up to you”
And yes, getting to converse with them both after the event was it for me! Haha, may i never recover from the experience.
SEPTEMBER/OCTOBER
All focused studying through both months, Pathology literally patted my back. Study, eat, drink, sleep and study. I complained hell while I slowly cared about nothing else besides Pathology.
NOVEMBER.
Eventually wrote the Pathology exams and my first Pharmacology exams followed.
Life seems to be just exams, exams sprinkled with “it is well with my soul”.
My medical school student association’s health week soon strolled into the background. Despite not being a fan of dinners, I was going to do an on-stage storytelling performance at the ILUMSA DINNER AND AWARDS. Had cold feets about it initially, but I eventually decided to perform.
My pictures over the place the day before. Blalock was going to perform. And there was no turning back. Edited and re-edited my story while I practiced and practiced with my now Doctor roommate, Dr Mayowa. Eventually, I did it! And excellently too.
Meeting the Damilola Mike-Bamiloye.
I had out of excitement of seeing Abattoir earlier this year tweeted:
“My newest goal is to meet Damilola Mike-Bamiloye.
I need to get him to lay his hands on me.
Omo. 🥺”
I tweeted this with no serious plan to meet him. So you could imagine the well of excitement that filled me when I learnt Damilola Mike-Bamiloye was coming to my school for a drama programme.
My heart literally leaped seeing him stroll into the Chapel. And you can almost imagine how I felt eventually meeting him upclose. That’s not an experience I can forget.
DECEMBER.
Literally my best month this year.
Got invited to talk about creativity at a Christian Creatives hangout. Being one of the favorite things I love to talk about, we killed it!
Editor-in-Chief. Christian Medical and Dental Association, UITH.
Got a call to serve as the school Editor-in-Chief for CMDA UITH—Students’ Arm. More responsibilities, and sufficient grace to serve. God is good. 🙏
THE CHRISTMAS PROJECT
Ending the year on this note, I felt really honored being a great part of this project, serving as Editor in Chief. This is literally one of the best I’ve ever had my hands on. God is faithful. ❤️
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Books.
Didn’t do so much of books this year, but rather short stories and essays on the internet.
Music.
Here’s a shout out to all the artistes whose songs stood by me through 2021. You’re all the real MVPs.
Album of the year.
Jubilee: Juneteenth Edition.
Movies.
Having movies to spark up my creativity is one thing I do and do so well.
Here’s a shout to y’all who had a contribution to those movies.
Movie/Series of the year — King of Boys 2.
I’d love to hear from you in the comment section. Kindly leave ’em comments.
Happy New Year in Advance folks.
We do more in 2022! And in the words of a popular philosopher, “na grace carry us reach here, no be transport fare.”
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