People would say that I’m foolish but I am not! I don’t know why they just don’t understand me. From what I’ve heard, they think I don’t have a sharp enough mind to process and modify information and instructions. They say that I obey people to the letter and sometimes it’s awkward. I mean, I hear all these things but I don’t hear anyone applauding me for being so obedient.
Why is it that I’d rather believe in the quality of a product whose mechanics I don’t understand, than believe in the quality of one whose workings are plain to sight? Why would I rather take someone who speaks with big grammar and walks complicatedly around the point more seriously than someone who talks plainly and within seconds gets to his point? Why would I rather choose a dress with
How we Met: Ronke I’m not quite sure if it is the average girl’s dream to meet the love of her life in a rickety yellow and black Lagos public bus; but that was where I met mine. I remember that when I was way younger, I used to get beaten a lot by my mom every Sunday. We lived in an area dense with members of the white garment