Candid Pens

  Yello! Mehn its Thursday again and am so in the mood of throwing back some oldies   #throwbackthursday#. Well while you at work or probably at home going through your archive or long lost memory card for that old picture to upload on instagram, have gat a story to share. Who says you can’t share a story on #throwbackthursday#. Xoxo once upon a time, in the past not so long ago I was a primary school student. Now take a pause there, this story won’t be complete if I didn’t mention that am an Ibadan babe, yeah right! I said it. So I grew up in that half ghetto half butter area of Ibadan, so you know I was crooked in an amazing way.  Back to my story, yeah a primary school student can’t remember the actual class though, but I was old enough to fool the whole school which I did. In my school we had clicks, the boys had their clicks and girls had their cult! Am not gonna use clicks cos damn! Girls back then took things really serious. Being the crooked amazing...

                                             I was on the phone with my sister, I wanted to inform her about something I learnt through a video posted by the American blogger Perez Hilton. He explained that siblings who don’t play with one another, tend not to like each other, I love my nieces and I want them to be best of friends. Not surprisingly though my sister knew all about that, she said she makes sure her two adorable daughters are always in each other’s company even if they are on a play date.   Then she said something that got me, I mean it really struck me, in her words “parent need to be careful how they let their kids behave during their formative years cos according to a research any habit your kids have till they are 13 is permanent, they get t...

                            Once I got my heart broken, my hopes and dreams were shattered in ways I could never had imagine. I was never the typical lover girl or so I thought. When you w ant a player in a girl  I think you should ring my bell. No! Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t the cliché player or bitch most guys talk about when they get their heart broken, or when a female is brave enough to pay them back in their own coin, no I wasn’t that. I was just that girl that wreak your emotions and makes you fall in love, over and over again  without even trying, I was the take home to mama, that girl that doesn’t crave too much for your attention, never complains, never demands and deep down you know might never be yours. I won’t commit myself neither will I detach myself, I was just being me, having fun and breaking hearts unapologetically I had one philosophy “nothing last forever” so I live my lif...