TL;DR Nigeria is trying to kill me but I love her anyway
I had another uninteresting week, so I decided to follow the advice of my good friend and legit life coach (Shoutout KING CAM) and talk a bit more about my self (yay.. my fave thing to do 😐 😑)
- I’m Nigerian
- I’m twenty-something 😏
- I was in school/Uni in England from 2005 - 2016: Oxford (no, not for uni), London and Manchester
- I recently moved back (ish) to Nigeria
- I’ve moved back, I don’t know why I’m still saying -ish #Denial
- My parents are amazing - shoutout Mr A and Mrs A
- My siblings are awesome (1 brother, 2 sisters - shoutout Anas, Z and Khai)
- I love to laugh and I try not to take myself too seriously
- I am the kind of person who wears the same outfit as her bitmoji (true story)
One of the reasons I decided to start this blog is because I have the worst memory known to man. Like my brain is legit a sieve, it's pretty worrying. It only retains the most random pieces of information and everything else leaks out. I thought that writing stuff down would help me remember and also if I do forget, I can always come back and go through old posts and have a 'whaat?? I did that?' moment.
So I moved back to Nigeria in September last year and it was weeirddd af. I lived in England for 10/11 years and even though I went back to Nigeria regularly for the holidays, it was very different being back indefinitely. It wasn’t until after I moved back that I realised that I felt like I don’t really have a National identity. When I’m in England I feel very Nigerian and miss it a lot. But when I was back in Nigeria, I felt like I didn’t quite fit in with the average Nigerian. Everything was so different, and I missed the cold (I hate the cold).
Now, don’t get me wrong I love my country but living there full time is A LOT. And it’s the little things that make you miss England and want to run away forever. Nothing really works the way it should. For example, everytime I go to the bank I get so frustrated that I leave close to tears, most times without achieving whatever it is I went there to do. I don’t even want to go into it too much but Nigerian banks will try to kill you. Nigeria will try to kill you tbh.
Another example is the airport/airlines. I live in Abuja (the capital), but most of my friends live in Lagos (largest city). So I visit from time to time to see friends, go to the beach and generally have a good time. It takes about 50mins-1hr to fly from Abuja to Lagos, so you would think that if you had a 9am flight you would probably get to Lagos at 10am/10:30am.. maybe even 11am max. right? WRONG! Try 1/2pm. If your flight is delayed for an hour or two you’re lucky.. that flight was on time. Not to name names, but some airlines (*cough* Arik *cough*) have been known to delay flights for up to 8/9 hours. Crazy. Tbh if you still fly Arik, you have yourself to blame.
Also living with my parents again… need I say more? (Mama and Baba if you ever see this, I love you 😁)
Also the Nigerian OBSESSION with marriage - I told my Dad’s friend that I thought a good age to get married was 30/31 and he nearly had a panic attack.
Also the sun is trying to kill you at all times. The heavy rain will also try and kill you
Also the government is probably trying to kill you
It’s not all bad though. Obviously my family is there and I absolutely adore my fam. And my crazy friends are there too. Also (how many times have I said also?) you can pretty much get away with anything.. for example from September to February I was driving without a licence (Ssshh don’t tell). I can drive btw, passed my UK driving test first time like a boss. I have actually tried to get a licence a couple times but its just really really long. In addition I live in Abuja and there’s hardly any traffic.. you can definitely do the whole ‘I’m 5 mins away’ thing when you haven’t left your house and get to your destination at a reasonable time. (Don’t try this in London or Lagos.. you will fail miserably)
Besides, Nigerians are generally really nice, happy people. Nigerian food is fantastic! Nigerian music is the best music in the world, don’t @ me. And my skin was glowingggg in Abuja. The weather is generally warm and we only have two seasons dry/harmattan season and wet/rainy season. My skin was lovingg the harmattan for some reason, and I wasn’t complaining. Literally as soon as I got to Spain I started breaking out.. more on that later.
So yeah, I love my country, even though it will try and kill you given the slightest opportunity.
Have a fabulous week
P.S. Yes, I googled synonyms for ‘also’