Best photo editing apps for iPhone and Android

Photo editing apps? What must I have been messing with, right ๐Ÿ˜‚?

Okay, so I took some random pictures and I wanted to post them on Instagram but I couldn’t? Why? Because of facial hair ๐Ÿ˜ญ. I struggle with a stubble all the time because I inherited it; I really don’t know why I couldn’t pick hips but nooo, it’s hair.

I really didn’t want to throw the pictures away so I thought ‘How about I edit them?’ and then I went on a search for the best photo editing apps (in the hopes I’d find one that’d remove my beard ๐Ÿ˜ญ). So here, I came up with this list of four photo editing apps I tried:

1. Airbrush: I just want to say that I love this app like a lot. It’s very easy to use and it focuses on the details in a picture: you could lighten your lips, make your eyes less red, blur your background, name it. The attention to detail is superb but…

Of course there’s always a but ๐Ÿ˜‚. Most of these options don’t come cheap. Of course you have access to some things on the free version but to get the best of the app, you have to use Airbrush Black. It’s basically the paid version where you get access to everything the app has to offer.

On iPhone, it costs 2,500 naira per month and 10,500 naira for a year. You get seven days free though if you want to test it out but if you just need slight editing, you’re good to go. Luckily, it edited my beard ๐Ÿฅฐ.

Pros: Easy to use and a wonderful editor to play with.

Cons: You have to pay to use all the tools.

The raw picture
The airbrush edited picture

2. Snapseed: This photo editing app owned by Google is next on my list. Though it’s not easy to navigate as a beginner, everything about it is free and you don’t need to pay for any extra tools.

It’d probably be easier for someone with knowledge of photography terms to use but you could still get a nicely edited picture from it. Also, it saves your edits so you could use the same exact thing again instead of starting over. There’s also a ‘Tutorial’ option in the app to help understand it a bit more as well. Unfortunately, it couldn’t remove my stubble ๐Ÿฅบ.

Pros: Access to all the tools without paying.

Cons: Hard to navigate as a beginner.

The raw picture
After using Snapseed

3 . Facetune 2: I don’t know what the original Facetune is about but I know you have to pay 1,400 naira for it. This one though is free. It’s really similar to Airbrush and even pays EVEN more attention to details; you can adjust your eyes, nose and mouth to the sizes you want but…

But of course, you have to pay for it. It’s called Facetune VIP and you pay 1,075 naira per month and 12,900 naira annually on iPhone. So much money mehn.

Also, every time I would try to use a free tool, it wouldn’t work until I used a paid one and I’m not having none of that. So, I have no picture to display for it.

Pros: Fine tuned attention to detail; it can change you, hehe.

Cons: Seems like you have to pay for it.

4. VSCO: I read good things about this photo editing app so I thought it was going to be amazing but when I downloaded it, I realized it’s a classic editor. It has quite a number of filters/presets and the regular tools like exposure, contrast and the likes.

There are also a few tools that can be accessed when you subscribe for the VSCO membership.

Pros: Easy to use for quick editing.

Cons: Nothing too in-depth, just a classic editor.

Honourary mention goes to all Adobe products. They’re amazing and though they might seem free at first, they aren’t at all so I can’t even test them.

Special mention goes to Instasize. I only use it to adjust my pictures to size for Instagram but it has editing abilities, for video and pictures though it’s nothing too advanced.

So, tell me, what photo editing apps have you tried? Are there any you can recommend to me? Talk to meee. Thanks ๐Ÿ˜Š.

Also, follow on me on Instagram – cute_seun. Thanks ๐Ÿ’•.

Short stories by Nissi

Hiii babiesss.

It’s been a long and pretty boring isolation and somehow, I seem to have lost my creativity somewhere and somehow, so I lent some from my baby girl, Nissi Utho ๐Ÿ˜Œ.

This is a collection of some of her short stories, sad but beautiful. I hope you like them ๐Ÿ˜Š.


“Happiness? What’s that?” she scoffs, tilting her head to the side.
“You’ve never felt it? That feeling, from your head to your toes, a lightness that you can’t shake, a little bud that blossoms and fills your whole body with peace.”
She stared blankly at me.
“I have. It never lasts long. I always fall right back into the darkness, the one I always try to fight. I have a feeling it’s tied to my very soul; I’m made of pain. Look at me. My scars mar me from my head to my feet and I drag the chains that hold me down all over the place. You can tell that I’m weighed down by it. I’m one with it, I am darkness and darkness is me. I feel nothing and nothing feels me. I am empty. And even if I do feel this happiness, it will never stay because I am broken. Beautiful things do not grow in broken places.”


Ashes. I often think about the process involved with the formation of ashes. First, you have to set fire to something. You set fire to my body, my heart, my soul. I was burning for you. Aflame with love and all the happiness you gave me. I glowed from the embers that burnt deep within me, making me shine and radiate my brightness on everything around. After the fire is lit, the matter must burn. And boy, did I burn. I twisted and writhed under the heat of your touch, letting it caress me and cuddle me until it was too late and I realised that you had stripped me of myself and left nothing. I watched as you flung me into the furnace and stood by grimly as my heart and my body and soul were consumed by the anguish you left them in, destroyed by the memories you left behind, ruined by the wicked words and your dismal goodbye. Now, I am ash and ash is me. We are one, our unity is peaceful and we fade together, letting the smoke tell the story of what we once were.

Black and blue

My lover was an artist. He painted my eyes open with the colours of the morning each day; soft shades of blue, pastels and light hues. Each time he touched my skin, he would leave the scent of his turpentine and nicotine stained hands on my body, making me whatever colour he wanted me to be. Soft strokes and hard nights, my lover took his time to make sure I was always his masterpiece.

My lover was an artist. Once the sun went down, the colours took on another shade. Black bruises, old scars that littered my skin like the stars in the night sky and deep, deep blue. He would paint me to perfection with his fists until I begged for mercy, he would pound into my soft flesh like I was nothing and every night, I wept and wished to die. By morning, my soul bled with the rising sun and my lover would wake me up with love and kisses from his side of the world.

My lover was an artist. He painted me a beautiful shade of melancholy. Depressed is my colour now and for him, I’ll wear it with pride.


Please leave a comment or/and like this post if you appreciate her because I know I do a lot lot. Thank youuu ๐Ÿ’•.

The Five Love Languages

Hi everyone. This post was supposed to come right before Valentineโ€™s Day but my phone decided to go bad. But here it is though ๐Ÿ˜Š!


So a while ago, I discovered there are these things called the five love languages and these languages are ways in which partners in a relationship show their feelings. It was made popular by this guy named Gary Chapman when he wrote the book ‘The Five Love Languages: How to Express Heartfelt Commitment to Your Mate’ in 1995.

I actually found out about it when someone really close to me suggested I take the test (if you want to take the test, click here) and I was surprised at what my top 3 love languages were. Funny enough, the test was actually pretty accurate ๐Ÿ˜Œ. Sooo, lemme tell you what they are:

1. Receiving gifts: At first when I saw this, I thought, ‘Won’t this make me seem like a good digger ๐Ÿ˜…?’ but apparently thatโ€™s not it at all. Some people see gifts as acts of love from their partners and according to Gary Chapman, people who like receiving gifts as acts of love usually give gifts as well.


Note: This theory of his doesnโ€™t only work for the receiving gifts love language but for all of them: a person who values a particular love language usually shows the same love language. So if youโ€™re someone who really likes giving and receiving gifts, this is probably one of your topmost love languages.

Warning when predicting someone: A good number of people will squander you with gifts to either win your love, fix a wrongdoing (coughs in cheating) or just to show off and not because they genuinely care. So watch out if the gifts only come during a certain period because that’s not a love language, that’s a ploy.

2. Quality time: If youโ€™re someone who likes to spend time with your partner, this is your love language. Youโ€™re probably someone who likes going out with their partners to the movies, events, clubs, anything really. You probably like things that can be considered a couple activity where you can bond with your partner. This is a language that ranked really high on my test because I enjoy spending quality time; if Iโ€™m not spending time with you, what am I even doing with you tbh ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ?


3. Words of affirmation: This love language is for those people who like to be reassured. It actually reminds me of this Mushy relationships ๐Ÿ‘… post I wrote once. You probably like to hear things like ‘I love you’, ‘You’re special’, ‘I love your food’, those sorta things. Just hearing these words of affirmation reassures you that the love is real. If this is your love language, not hearing these things might make you feel like your partner doesnโ€™t value you as much because if they did, theyโ€™d say it, right?


Warning when predicting someone: Some people spew the sweetest things but are demons inside so you have to be careful with this one. You have to be sure these words corroborate their actions…which leads me to the next love language.

4. Acts of service: The acts of service love language is for those people who like being helped and value people who help. You want to hear things like ‘Let me help you with that’ or โ€˜Let me handle thatโ€™. You want your partner to help you with things to show that they care simply because if you really love me, youโ€™d want to help me out, yes? This actually ranked high on my test probably because Iโ€™m lazy and I really enjoy people doing things for me, ๐Ÿ˜Œ.


5. Physical touch: Now this one is for the PDA lovers. You want kisses, hugs, hand holding and sex to show how much you love a person. Itโ€™d mean a lot to you if youโ€™re out with your partner and they decided to just hold your hand out of the blue. Little touches while with your partner means a lot to you. This is a case of ‘If you really love me, you should definitely love to touch me’.


Warning yet again ๐Ÿ˜‚: A loooot of people will offer you plenty sex yet won’t be in love with you. So you have to be careful with this one and watch how they treat you in public compared to how they treat you in private . Then you’ll get your answer.

And that’s it, folks! Looking at these 5 love languages, Iโ€™m sure at some point you connected with one of these languages and youโ€™re welcome. Love languages differ from person to person and you may have one or more love languages with varying degrees, depending on the person.

Itโ€™s actually really important to find out what your partnerโ€™s love language because it makes it easier to understand your partner and how to love and treat them. I also personally feel that itโ€™d make a relationship last longer and become stronger because understanding oneโ€™s partner is really essential. Everyone has at least one so just look a little deeper and figure it out.

The month of love is over now but it comes every year so you definitely definitely need this post at some point. Enjoy!


The Benefits of Reading

I used to be a very avid reader when I was younger because novels were my thing, then I grew older and in came social media and out went the books ๐Ÿ˜….

Reading itself is actually pretty underrated. There are a number of benefits of reading but itโ€™s usually easy to ignore when there’s the internet, social media and all the other things that donโ€™t involve you picking up a book.

So although, it might seem old-fashioned to talk about the benefits of reading because really, how many people still read books? Iโ€™m going to prove that reading has benefits that we choose to ignore.

Here are my top five benefits:

1. Better vocabulary:

Remember I said I used to be an avid reader? Because of this, my vocabulary improved immensely. I had to learn the habit of looking up words I didnโ€™t recognize in the dictionary, although it took me a while to learn it because breaking away from a good book was so hard ๐Ÿ˜ญ.

I didnโ€™t even realise it was my constant reading that enabled me to speak all my grammar until I began noticing that my vocabulary was deteriorating. Words that I used to know escaped me and I wondered if there was something wrong with my head until I realised why. I had stopped reading books so really, where was I supposed to learn new grammar?


You might actually not realise your grammar is better but it is because youโ€™re learning.

2. Exercises your brain:


Does the brain need exercise? You wonder. Well, yes. Just like the body needs exercise, so does the brain. When you donโ€™t exercise, you lose your form and become less fit; the same thing goes for your brain. If you donโ€™t actively try to exercise your brain, time and time again, youโ€™ll begin to forget things youโ€™ve learnt and slowly become dimmer and dimmer ๐Ÿ™ƒ. Why? Your brainโ€™s unfit: no exercise. You don’t need to solve hard math to exercise your brain, just read a book.

3. Increases your knowledge:


The more you read, the more you know and it is said that knowledge is power so why not? Although some books might be works of fiction, there are a couple of things you could learn from them; I know I have. Maybe not in terms of locations (they make those ones up usually, heh) but in terms of mannerisms, food, culture, you get the drift. It helps to know stuff so you don’t feel like an airhead when an intellectual conversation is going on. Nobody likes a smart ass but you can also stylishly flaunt your knowledge ๐Ÿ™ƒ.

4. Entertainment:

I know Iโ€™ve been talking about reading a lot and it isnโ€™t fun for everyone but books can be quite entertaining especially if you have a good imagination. When I read, I usually can picture everything thatโ€™s happening as I read; itโ€™s almost like I can see it and Iโ€™m there in real-time. This probably doesnโ€™t happen to everyone but Iโ€™m sure Iโ€™m not the only one who feels like this when they read a book.

I’m trying to get myself to read again so to force myself, when my data finishes, I don’t subscribe immediately but instead, immerse myself in a book, online or hardcover. When I do subscribe, I usually feel like a new creature ๐Ÿ˜Œ.


So yes, movies, TV shows, and TV series might be entertaining but books are an old-fashioned way of entertainment; theyโ€™re old but gold.

5. Boosts your creativity:

Reading actually boosts creativity because going back to the point above, if you can picture yourself as part of the scene in a book, you can definitely picture yourself doing a couple other things and actually get ideas. I once asked someone who I personally consider extremely creative how she gets her wonderful ideas and her reply was that she reads.


She reads everything from pop culture blogs to news to books; she just loves to read and this, in turn, helps her to be creative. Since she told me that, Iโ€™ve actually been trying as much as possible to read practically everything I see because I also want to be full of creativity. Who wouldnโ€™t really?

There are more benefits of reading, of course but these are my top five because I can relate.

It can be really hard to just pick up a book to read but you could try with a sentence a day and then, a paragraph, a page, a chapter and before you know it, youโ€™re reading an entire book.

Although I talked about reading books a lot, reading isnโ€™t specific to books; you can read anything you like. You can read newspapers, magazines, e-books, poems, blogs, online novels, anything. Just read. Because in the long run, itโ€™s really for your benefit.

Letโ€™s revive the reading culture again together ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿคธ๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ!

Friends with benefits

Hullo babiess. So friends with benefits eh? I know some of you guys are reading this because you think Iโ€™m going to share some vivid experience, eeyah ๐Ÿ˜‚.

What are friends with benefits? Itโ€™s pretty direct stuff: itโ€™s two friends deciding to add sexual benefits to their friendship. Itโ€™s simple and yet so complex at the same time.

Itโ€™s actually a somewhat controversial topic because people get confused about whether itโ€™s a good idea or not. But frankly though, a lot of people are in these relationships these days.

Letโ€™s talk about the pros and cons of having a friends with benefits relationship, yes?

1. Intimacy whenever you want it: When I say intimacy, Iโ€™m not talking ‘I love you so much, I want to know you to the depths of your soul’, Iโ€™m talking about getting what you want sexually without stressing. Your partner is only one call away and you don’t need to start worrying about any extra stuff, unlike if you’re in a relationship. For example, if you need to scratch your itch ๐Ÿ˜‚, you can pretty much just call them up and theyโ€™d be down. Easy stuff ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿผ.One-call-away

2. Freedom: In a friends with benefits relationship, youโ€™re freeeee like a bird๐Ÿคธ๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ ! Youโ€™re not attached to anybody relationship or anything wise and you donโ€™t owe your partner anything; you guys are just friends who chose to get involved so no jealousy and no excess emotions. If you decide to have another friend with benefits or begin an actual relationship, youโ€™re free to because youโ€™re single like a pringle.Single-pringle

3. Friendship and sexual satisfaction: This is two for the price of one, hehe. You have both friendship and sexual satisfaction in one relationship. Sweet eh? You can call up your friend to be a friend and you can also call them up for the benefits orrr you can just do both ๐Ÿ˜Œ.

1. You catch feelings: This frankly is the biggest problem with friends with benefits’ relationships: someone usually catches feelings. Iโ€™m not saying everyone does but a good majority of people in these types of relationships usually just fall in feelings after some time. So yeah, this type of relationship might not be great when you begin to catch feelings. Especially with the jealousy, oh the jealousy that you have no right to feel mehn.

And the most painful part, with or without feelings, your partner owes you nothing, nada, zilch, zero.


2. Disrespect: A friends with benefits breeds disrespect, truly. Only a small percentage of people can handle this relationship with maturity, boundaries and respect and it’s hard to find because honestly, most people don’t have sense. When something goes wrong in your friendship, you’ll get insulted and dragged around like a mop just because sex. With an immature person, regret is certainly certain.


3. Friendship gets ruined: There usually comes a time where a friends with benefits relationship will become about just the sex if feelings don’t interfere first, of course. This sucks especially when youโ€™re trying to be a friend to your friend but theyโ€™re just thinking about sex. A friends with benefits relationship then becomes a purely sexual relationship which of course won’t sit well with one partner which is usually the girl if we’re being honest. And voila, the beginning of the end.

4. Illusion of comfort: Itโ€™s super easy to get comfortable in a friends with benefits relationship. You think ‘Oh I have a friend in this person and we have great sexual energy. I donโ€™t need anyone elseโ€™ but this thought is deceptive. Very deceptive. If youโ€™ve had this thought recently and you’re in a friends with benefits relationship, shut it out. Your partner owes you nothing so you really have no right to feel this comfort. This is harsh but true and you have to get it into. your. head.

5. STDs: Lool, this isn’t a joke oh. Your partner could have another partner and some of these STDs don’t show on the face. So one day you’re clean, the next day you’re seriously scratching your genitals.

The most annoying part about it is it’s really your business because your partner still doesn’t owe you anything, once again.


Looking at the pros and cons, it might be a little hard to decide if being in a friends with benefits relationship is a good choice (or not ๐ŸŒš). I have tried to be as equal as possible in telling you the pros and cons of being in a friend with benefits relationship so it’your choice. To be or not to be?

Till my next blog post, babies ๐Ÿ˜Š.

Burgers ‘n’ Shakes

Have you ever heard of a cute little place called Burgers ‘n’ Shakes? If you haven’t, you’ve heard it from me now and you’re welcome ๐Ÿ˜Š.

Hi guys. I know it’s been ages I posted anything but I’m going to try to be more consistent with my blog posts though I can’t really promise anything ๐Ÿ˜….

So back to the topiccc of discussion: Burgers’n’Shakes ๐Ÿ˜Š. First, a little background story: I had my first burger about 3 months ago and I was determined to find the best burger. Why? I was told the one I had was trash though it tasted nice to me. I somehow discovered ‘Burgers’n’Shakes on Google maps and I was determined to try it because if a place had burgers in its name, they must sell excellent burgers. So voila, I landed there with two of my favourite people.

Burgers’n’Shakes is this extremely cute little burger restaurant located in Adeniran Ogunsanya. It’s opposite Polaris bank which is two buildings away from Adeniran Ogunsanya shopping mall, popularly known as ShopRite. I had honestly never noticed it before till I found it so it might be easy to miss.

Such a eenie bitsy sign

When I got inside, the first thought that occured to me was ‘Wow, it’s pretty small but oh my God, it’s so cute ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ’. There were only two people inside so it was really chill; I liked the ambience but I really don’t know how it’d be when it’s full ๐Ÿ˜….

I found a place with my features ๐Ÿ˜Œ

We sat down and got the menu and perused (such a funny word, hehe) it and I feel their prices are pretty reasonable. I got the combo meal and a milkshake because I’m still not sure I like smoothies (why aren’t they smooth? I don’t get it ๐Ÿ˜ญ) and I hadn’t had a milkshake before.

Ze menu

Burgers’n’shakes burger and shake ๐Ÿ˜‚

After 30 minutes of waiting, we got our orders. The fries were lacking in crispiness, both the sweet potatoes and the Irish but somehow, it was still sweet ๐Ÿค”. The milkshake was really delicious ๐Ÿ‘…: it was extremely creamy and had a hint of coffee though I wonder why we weren’t asked before the coffee was added ๐Ÿคจ. The chicken was supposed to be wings but they had no wings so we got chicken thighs (which I even prefer, tee hee ๐Ÿ˜Œ) and it was actually quite nice though tiny. I wanted more ๐Ÿ˜ญ. Also I didn’t see any coleslaw, sly people ๐Ÿ˜’.

Now for the burger which should be their selling point. The burger was a little more than average, like a 7 over 10. I liked it but some ingredients were lacking and the cheese was really really thin; at first I thought I didn’t have any sef ๐Ÿ˜….

One of my favourite people got the mega burger and though it was a mouthful (I know ‘cos I took a bite ๐Ÿ˜Œ), was still a little lacking as well. Like I don’t eat leaves but I didn’t see any lettuce ๐ŸŒš.

So would I recommend Burgers’n’Shakes? Yes, I would. It’s really cute and cute things are adorable plus it’s affordable. They’re also available on Jumia foods so you can order in if you’re a lazy bum like me, hehe.

Until my next blog post, bye babies ๐Ÿ˜Š.


My Corp Diary: Last two weeks in camp and leaving Adamawa

So second week in camp passed by really quickkk. But I’m lying right now because every day in camp was slow: the sun was usually out by 5am and it set by 6, 7pm. It really sucked ๐Ÿ˜ญ.

Nothing particularly eventful happened during the second week of camp apart from the fact that I developed a cold in a state that hardly got rain (I’m still trying to figure this out ๐Ÿค”) and I participated in man-o-war activities ๐Ÿ˜†. I would post pictures of my scared-half-to-death face but I left them in Adamawa because I fell ill on the day we were leaving camp (more on this laterrr). Also they began to throw people in the guard room ๐Ÿ˜‚. I’ll tell you why.

Throwing people in the guard room like…

When we first got to camp, the soldiers were really lenient with us when it came to respect and following orders. People told me that apparently, the soldiers were told to go easy on us before we got there so I felt camp was going to be a breeze. Second week came and a meeting was held. The camp commandant said we, the corpers were being very disrespectful (this was true, I won’t even lie ๐Ÿ˜‚) and they had to be stricter with us. That’s how they started throwing people in the guard room oh ๐Ÿ˜‚. Like literally anything you did wrong landed you in the guard room, even wearing slippers before it was lights out. They later slacked off in our last week but it really wasn’t funny. I was never thrown in there but someone in OBS who did said they labelled it ‘The thinking room’. Now that’s hilarious ๐Ÿ˜‚.

And it’s not a toilet lol

Third week came and it was supposed to be our week of major social activities. They held the Miss Big, Bold and Beautiful, Mr. Macho, Miss NYSC and Mr. Corporate and my platoon being useless didn’t even come close to winning anything. We also had a carnival which I slept throughout in (waste of my makeup ๐Ÿ˜‚) and we had no bonfire night because I didn’t see any wood talkless of fire. To be very honest, Adamawa camp is a dead camp.

Adamawa camp got me dead

Finally, the day we were to leave camp came. I was so happy but it didn’t show because I fell ill that day. It was so bad a number of people told me my body was so hot it could boil water. Till this moment, I haven’t fully gotten myself, to be honest. I didn’t leave Adamawa the day we finished camp because the latest flight out was by 12 and our closing ceremony didn’t end till 1 so most of us had already planned to stay in hotels. We could have stayed in camp but we heard the previous set before us got robbed and I personally wasn’t going to take any chances (had to protect the allawee ๐Ÿ˜‚) so hotel, we went. I can’t even say I enjoyed the hotel because I spent my entire stay trying to sleep my illness away.

The next day, it rained really heavily surprisingly but we found a way to get to the airport. My airline wasted time but eventually, we flew. You have to note that there’s no direct flight from Yola to Lagos; they always have to stop at Abuja and I really don’t know why. My plane encountered some turbulence the pilot considered ‘low’. The entire plane was shaking, people were getting scared, I was almost screaming ‘We’re going to die’ and he said the turbulence was low?? I really don’t want to be on a plane when it’s high ๐Ÿ˜….

Right after the plane settled, my left ear began to hurt. It was really painful and suddenly, I couldn’t hear properly from that ear: it was blocked. Yet the pain didn’t stop. I tried using my fingers to ease the pain to no avail. It hurt till we landed at Abuja and I had to ask one of the crew members if it was normal. He gave me a couple of mint sweets and asked if I had a cold which of course I did. He then told me I wasn’t supposed to fly with a cold because apparently colds and changes in altitude don’t mix very well. Eventually, my ear ‘popped’ twice and I could hear well again. The pain that came with it popping was brief but it made me visibly cringe, someone had to ask me if I was okay.

I wasn’t okay

Then my airline told us to get down and change planes, goodness knows why and we did. I got my seat but then I went to the restroom and when I came back, I just saw rows of adult heads that weren’t there when I left. I told the woman in my seat that she was in my seat and the rows of adults began telling me ‘You can’t tell anyone here to stand up’, ‘It’s free sitting’, ‘You should have told the hostess it was your seat’, but nobody offered an apology including the woman who was in my seat and who passed my bag to me. So entitled ๐Ÿ™„. The hostess tried to patronise me by calling me sweetheart but I ignored her because I was very upset and went to the back of the plane to get a window seat. A male crew member had to ask why I was coming all the way to the back because he knew where I sat and I told him I got bounced. The guy was like ‘You shouldn’t have let it go’. I shouldn’t have really but you can’t argue with older people telling you it’s free sitting ๐Ÿ™„.

Not long after, we began our flight to Lagos. After peeping at the man beside me’s texts to his girlfriend or sugar baby (I suspect the latter ๐Ÿ™ƒ), I began to doze hoping that my ear wouldn’t get blocked. Oh, how wrong I was. It began acting up again and this time my entire face was hurting ๐Ÿ˜ญ. Of course I couldn’t hear properly as well. I had to cope with the pain till we landed and then the popping began. It took about 5 pops for my ear to be normal again and it was sensitive for the rest of the day ๐Ÿ˜ญ. Later on, when I got home, I googled my symptoms and realised it was actually a thing. It’s called airplane ear or barotrauma. I didn’t have it when I was flying to Adamawa so mine was triggered by the cold I had. Definitely don’t want to experience that again.

So basically this post ends my Adamawa camp experiences. I really don’t want to return to the state itself because most people there don’t speak a lick of English and that’s not scary at all ๐Ÿ˜….

I hope you enjoyed reading this blog post ๐Ÿ˜Š. Don’t forget to like, share and comment ๐Ÿ˜Š. I’ll see you in my next blog post, babiesss ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ’•.

My Corp Diary: One week in Adamawa

So here I am still surviving in the land of beauty and sun, Adamawa. I was going to write a rundown of each day as it went but I’m just going to list a few virtues and traits that have helped me and probably most people in this camp and relate it to my most interesting experiences.


Smartness: Remember I said I joined the OBS in my last post? Yeah, it’s been greattt ๐Ÿ˜Š. Yes, I write captions for some of our IG posts (nysc.adamawa, if you’re interested ๐Ÿ˜Š) and arrange chairs (which is honestly stressful cos it’s always scattered ๐Ÿ˜ญ) with the rest of the crew because apparently OBS is in charge of venue as well but apart from those, I’m pretty much useless ๐Ÿ˜‚. I sit around, laugh and play with fun people, skip parades and prevent my skin from getting burnt ๐Ÿ˜Œ and charge my phone for freee (it’s 50 naira in the mammy market) ๐Ÿ˜Š.

This is how good I feel to stab parades and not turn black ๐Ÿ˜Š

Patience: I remember this one time I went to the tap to get water. This female saw me waiting for the girl fetching water to be done so I’ll get water yet she puts her bucket. I removed hers and put mine cos she must be insane or blind; I didn’t care which ๐Ÿ™„. She removed mine and put hers again and as I was about to lash her with my tongue, she told me she only needed a little water and I shouldn’t be angry. Damn, it pained me because the annoyance had built and I couldn’t let it out after the somewhat apology. So annoying ๐Ÿ˜ค; people should be letting me vent before apologizing ah.


Adaptation: I like to think of myself as someone who adapts to situations really fast and I am really but waking up early is not my thing especially by 3 and 4am ๐Ÿ˜ญ. Our life is regimented by a bugle (if I hear those nonsense noises from anyone after I leave this camp ehn ๐Ÿ˜ค) and whistles but that’s not even the problem. The problem is I don’t know how to wake up early ๐Ÿ˜ญ because we sleep by like 10:30, 11pm. Waking up by 3 or 4am because of the queue at the bathroom and because parade is by 5am is exhausting fo’real โ˜น๏ธ. If I didn’t have my two friends (shout out to Motunrayo and Ademidun ๐Ÿ‘…๐Ÿ’•), I’d be a smelly mess, lol.


Also we have pit toilets here which personally, I feel is the best type of toilet ๐Ÿ˜Œ. If you remember ‘Five things you’re probably doing wrong’, squatting helps to increase the functionality of the bowel and a pit toilet gives you exactly that ๐Ÿ˜Œ. Also, they’re really easy to clean and the ones here are usually always clean. A lot of people complained about the toilets and got little buckets they turned into potties but I’m actually enjoying the toilets ๐Ÿ˜‚.

Plus we don’t have lockers or anything. Before I got here, I thought ‘There’ll definitely be lockers or something. Definitely definitely’. Wrong. There’s nothing. We live out of our boxes. If you’ve ever lived out of your box, you should know how extremely annoying it is. I couldn’t manage at first because it had been a while but after a couple days, I was good. Fast adapter ๐Ÿ˜Ž.

Wise spending: Honestly camp is a place where money leaves you fast especially if you don’t eat the kitchen food or you’re partial to alcohol ๐ŸŒš. Before the week ended, I’d finished close to 10k; if you ask me what I used the money for, I promise I can’t tell you. So after that mighty money slapping shock, I became smarter and began checking my spending. I’m broke at the moment but I did try to spend wisely ๐Ÿ˜‚.


I would have written a lot more but at this moment, I can’t remember a lot because this Adamawa camp has been sucking my memory ๐Ÿ˜‚. So please manage my little write-up, babiesss.

Until my next blog post, I remain Seun, the corper ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ’•. Don’t forget to like, comment, share and most importantly enjoy ๐Ÿ˜Š.

My Corp Diary: My trip to Adamawa NYSC camp

Yes, you saw right. Adamawa NYSC camp. I’m going to be making diary like entries on my blog so you’ll get the full gist about this unscheduled trip. This is my first entry ๐Ÿ˜Š, enjoyyy ๐Ÿ˜Š.I was just sitting down on my own, laughing at states people got and I just saw Adamawa. I thought it was probably my surname because it also starts with ‘Ad’, checked again, Adamawa. I wanted to run mad. I became really depressed and so was my mum; we complained and wailed but we decided I’d go. Air peace gave me my first blow. Flight that was 27,000 and a little became 43 thousand and a little. I couldn’t cry, I couldn’t weep and I personally complained a lot but I took that very expensive flight.Blackish-cryingGot to the airport, luggage was too much but we found a way around it and then I went through the scanner. The woman asked to go through my bag. I let her, of course. She checked and commented that I had a lot of liquids. I nodded. She told me to drink it ‘just incase’. I felt it was regular and obliged until I went in and saw someone else who I began talking to with a bottle of water. I just said lemme ask if she was asked to drink her water and she said no. Wow. So now I look like a terrorist, guys.

Can’t believe I look like a terrorist

Entered the plane and had a pretty safe flight with little turbulence but as the plane went up and down, my stomach went with it. It got to a point that it went up and down so much, I almost threw up. As I was feeling this way, I kept thinking about all the American films on planes I’d watched and was calculating if the plane would crash or not; American film has finished my life. The airline served us ‘snacks’. If you see the finely shaped tasteless bread I was given ehn, I was just fighting tears. The tea was milk-less ( I saw her pour it like a sip ๐Ÿ˜ญ) and sugar-less because the tiny packet of sugar wasn’t enough ๐Ÿ˜ญ. The clouds were so pretty though and I got to finally use airplane mood legitimately ๐Ÿ˜‚.

Pretty cloudsss

Another one ๐Ÿ˜Š

Just look at nice looking horrible tasting bread

After stopping at Abuja to refuel and fighting the urge to not put on my data during the flight, we got to Adamawa. When we began our descent, all I saw was vegetation, no houses; I was wondering what was going on. Then we got close to the airport and flashes of light from roofs hit us in a torrent, whoosh; a lot of them use zinc roofs, ah ahn.We got to the airport and cab guy said 5k. I was just thinking ‘It’s not me that they’ll scam in Adamawa’. I made two friends, we found one more person, we priced it to 4k and we moved to camp. I got to camp and I couldn’t find the key to my box though I found it later sha but I spent the rest of the day losing my documents and my passport photographs; I felt like a total klutz ๐Ÿ˜ญ. The soldiers laughed at me because I called my mum to ask her about the key so ‘Mummy’s girl’ but they let me go inside without searching me ๐Ÿ˜Š. Registration was stupidly long and I got referred to Orientation Broadcasting Service (OBS) twice and I signed up. As I’m writing this, I’m waiting for an OBS meeting. Then I collected my kit. Everything they gave me was extra extra large and I went to complain as a good girl but what did I receive? Shout: I was shouted at to go slim fit it with my own money, rude people and that took 1, 500 from my pocket, whoosh.

Money vamoosing from my pocket

The amendment took a lot of time but I finally had it done; it’s not perfect but I’ll manage. I don’t have a choice anyway. Then I went to the warehouse to settle in and look for what to eat. The warehouse is the hostel. If you see this place, you’ll know that it’s a warehouse; I’ll show you some pictures.

Adamawa NYSC warehouse

All the female corpers reside in that warehouse almost hip to hip. It would have been okay if we had fans and light but no, the fans are very few and we have like three bulbs. So if you don’t have a flashlight, you’re literally roaming blind. The heat was so much in that hostel because we are so many with only the open gate and the few fans as a source of ventilation and I slept butt naked. I do it normally so it wasn’t a new thing for me, heh.

Sleeping naked is best ๐Ÿ˜Œ

At the end of my day which was 12 the next morning, I had eaten some very spicy (not Yoruba type ๐ŸŒš) of jollof rice, plantain, coleslaw I didn’t eat because it tasted nasty and I knew it could make me purge and beef that wasn’t beef.So all in all, this camp isn’t great at all; it’s a dead camp and we haven’t received our ID cards. Lemme give a run down.
Accommodation: Really horrid to be honest. You can see the pictures.
Water: Constant though 4 taps for the entire female corpers isn’t great.
Light: Constant as well but as we have 3 bulbs, we don’t really care.
Mammy market: It’s not so expensive with some certain things but with some, annoying as hell.
People: Some are really nice but some are just downright rude. The woman at the store was just telling people to get out when they came to change their too large or too small clothes. It was really annoying.Fingers crossed I get the time to write more interesting things about Adamawa stateee ๐Ÿ˜Š. Till later, babies ๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’•. Don’t forget to read, like, comment and most importantly, enjoy ๐Ÿ˜Š.

John Wick 3

Hi babiesss. My first movie of the year happened to be John Wick 3. Amazing, yes? Well, it was okay yet annoying. I’m going to proceed to tell you why.

When I first heard there was going to be a 3rd John Wick, I was just like ‘Why?’. Fine, I remembered John Wick 2 ended where they were supposed to hunt him down for breaking the rules at the hotel but there are some movies that are just better left for us to wonder in mystery. Maybe I’m really just saying rubbish and we all deserved a John Wick 3 because I’m biased: I’ve always felt John Wick was overhyped (don’t come for me ๐Ÿ˜‚). Anyhoo, lemme give you my little review of John Wick 3 and I promise not to be biased.

Because I’m trying to be unbiased ๐Ÿ˜‚.

John Wick 3 started great. The movie pretty much picked up where they left off in John Wick 2 so if you’ve forgotten what happened in 2, please refresh your memory before you watch it; don’t be like me who got a little confused ๐Ÿ˜‚. We all know John Wick killed a guy with a book and I promise you it was insane. Every action scene from the beginning was bloody, scream inducing and totally worth it. I’m serious when I say there’s nobody who didn’t scream in my cinema screen ๐Ÿ˜‚; both males and females. That’s just how good or gory (depending on you ๐Ÿ˜‚) it was. I probably screamed the loudest, I won’t even lie ๐Ÿ˜‚.


The movie went on with yet more gory fight scenes especially those head shotssss and we got introduced to some new characters. And then we got to the middle, closer to the end and I just got bored. Why? The action scenes went from sensible and mind-blowing to boring and overdone. There were so many chances to kill John Wick and they didn’t take it so he ended up killing most of them which honestly makes no sense; it went from realistic to a downright joke real quick.

At the end, we saw John Wick get betrayed which was actually kinda sad and then we also saw that he didn’t die after being shot and falling off a building which was just too amazingly unrealistic ๐Ÿฟ. One thing’s for sure though: We’re definitely going to have a John Wick 4. Apparently, it’s going to be out in May 2021. Wow, two years.


So how do I rate this movie? I give it an 8 over 10. It’s an action flick so yeah, it’s definitely full of action. It has little or no plot because it was basically about John Wick trying not to die. There was a lot of flow between the characters and I feel like they did their parts really well. The guys who did all those effects with all that blood and slicing, yeah, kudos to them ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿผ. But then there’s a point at which action just becomes bleh and they passed that point which was pretty disappointing after such an exciting movie and of course the unrealistic parts, can’t forget that.

Do I want you to see John Wick? Yes. Definitely yes. Will you be annoyed at the end? Yes, it’s very likely you will be ๐Ÿ˜‚. It didn’t do bad as my first movie of the year and you guys noticed I didn’t try to spoil it for you incase you hadn’t watched it. Praise me ๐Ÿ˜Œ. Hehe, this takes me back to the time I wrote ‘Have you seen Peppermint?‘ where I likened the main character to a female John Wick ๐Ÿ˜‚.

Till next time, my babies ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ’•.