What will People Say

       The four-word sentence, “What will People Say” has done more harm than I can recall. It is a four-word sentence that I detest so much. It is a sentence that has given people the choice of inviting other people's opinion into their life, and thereby preventing them from doing whatever they were supposed to do with their lives. A sentence that has hindered dreams, promoted low self-esteem and in some cases led to some preventable deaths. At some points, most people under the influence of this slogan become so intoxicated that they forget that this is their own life too and not just people’s. Some of them on the other hand still have the knowledge that, yes, this is their life but cannot help to think about people’s opinion because of maybe how they were brought up.

         The truth is I personally used to be under the influence of this slogan too until I had a redemption and a new look into life. I believe that we live in this realm only once, so that means we only get to…


Have you ever found yourself with a group of people or person(s) that every time you hang out with them or be with this person(s), you feel so drained? Have you found yourself in a condition where you are just never yourself? It is like you always have to compromise every time, and it is not the same for the other party. Okay, this is what I have to say about this issue: it is not worth it. I have always believed that, and this is also something that I don’t ever hesitate to tell people close to me too. If someone close to you, maybe an acquaintance, a partner, a friend is really just draining you and being a menace to your mental stability, then I don’t really think that they should be there in your life in the first place.

        I would not see myself as an ethical egoist if I am trying to be modest, but I am supposed to be an egoist in nature. So, I am going to be writing this as an egoist. As an ethical egoist, I am obligated to do things that will benefit me for my ow…

Let us Live Life

I find it really fascinating how much we, as,  humans spend most of our lives worrying about death. We only live once, yet, we spend that one life worried about death. I am not saying that one should not be worried about dying, but I think that it prevents us from living our life to the fullest.  Epicurus said that we spend most of our lives on earth worrying about death that we don’t even get to witness. He believed that if one is alive then, they can’t experience death, and if when one dies they don’t know anything about the living.  Now, I don’t necessarily agree with all Epicurus’s opinion, but I stand with him on his belief about death. It is really funny how life goes. The fact that we only have one life and no extra to spare makes it even crazier to comprehend.

It is just so sad and worrisome to think that the person you like the most or even sitting close to right now can just disappear, and you don’t even get to see them anymore. Then, we are filled with this guilt of not ha…


Hello folks. I know that it is the 27th day into 2019 and I haven’t written anything. To all of you who keep texting and asking even in person, I sincerely owe you all an apology. I cannot say that it won’t happen again because best believe I think it is going to happen again. I am a big time procrastinator. If there was a remedy for procrastination, I will probably procrastinate getting the remedy. Okay, it is not that bad maybe I am exaggerating but I assure you that I am working on it (you can insert a smiley face here).
So it is a brand new year for most of us, I think the Chinese have a special new year. I am not sure so please don’t quote me wrong. For me, I don’t think it is any big deal. It is just a continuation of life but different things for different folks.
Like I have said most times here for those of you all that have been here with me since I started, I like to think that I am a believer. I believe in somethings and some things I just think needs to be canceled. I am n…

What I Learned

It is almost the end of the year 2018. Some of my friends think that the year went by fast. I personally think that this year has been so slow. I also had thought that this year has not been the best so far.

                     A lot has happened this year, a lot of emotions were involved this year. It has been a roller coaster that at some point I wondered how I got by each day.  I always dreaded the morning but now I dreaded every moment. I had always thought that I was a fighter but most times I saw myself sinking. I was sinking without even struggling. It was like I consciously let myself to be engulfed in whatever I was fighting with occasionally. I wondered if it made any difference fighting and then going down again. I was told that I was being too negative at some point by people who cared. I don’t know, but I hope they really cared because it is really stressful caring for people who didn’t care in return. I tried to explain that being positive comes with a lot of strength …

Just in my thoughts

I went to get my blood drawn sometime this week.  I actually hate needles, I really do. So, sitting down there and feeling very apprehensive. The lab technician decided to engage me in a discussion after he noticed my demeanor just to cheer me up or get me to forget about the needles or my imagined pains for needles. I don’t know which one really but I appreciated his efforts. My friend was also there for moral support but she’s in the same condition as I, we both fear needles so she wasn’t really of any help like we planned. One of the questions he asked me was; “if I liked reading?” I didn’t know what to answer. My friend replied him, “yes”. I thought about it, am I really a reader? Or is that how I present myself to be. I know very well that I used to be a reader but I wasn’t sure if I was still one. He went ahead to ask me what I had read last; I replied, “Ecological biology”. It was for class anyways; I’m not sure I would have read it if it wasn’t for class.


What to do?

What to do?  She has been caught up in her web of lies. It’s only a matter of time before she becomes hysterical.  A damned hypocrite with no shame. I watched her shiver with fear and shame. She was scared but didn’t know the reason. She wasn’t really the perfect one around or in town but we all envied her or I know I did. I admired her and wished to be her. She was smart and got her way around with words. I was glad that she was a part of me. We were all part of the same entities but I wasn’t her. She was better than the rest of us. She was slow to anger. We made fun of her sometimes because she was the typical good girl. She was a humanist, had a love for mankind and humanity. She represented everything good. We took turns in being present. When it was her turn, we were seen as smart, wise and well-behaved. She was a source of an inspiration to people around or maybe she just knew how to say the words. She will always tell them, keep pushing and don’t give up. She always preached kind…