Weekend Ramblings S1E2

Weekend Ramblings S1E2

I’m sorry, I’m late.

Nevertheless, let’s get this show on the road.

My week in a nutshell:

Monday was a blur, so was Tuesday, by Wednesday someone had walked out of work and hasn’t returned since, on Thursday I experienced ‘I-thought-today-was-Friday syndrome’

Friday was payday so that was automatic release of endorphins into my system, although the government mistakenly took a portion, one shall not complain.

Does anyone else feel a small sense of satisfaction when they make purchases? Of course I mean the stuff you buy just because you can. A burnt orange shade of new liquid lippie was added to my ever-growing makeup bag and I was about to build my whole outfit for Saturday night around this lipstick, yes I’m that extra.

My girl Whitney inspired me to reawaken my interest for writing and I think I might just do that this year – I read my chapter I had uploaded on Wattpad 2 years ago and cringed at the spelling and grammatical errors but was somewhat proud that I felt like I wanted to read more. All my life I thought that the creative side of things was natural and just came to people. I’ve now come to realise that sometimes we might have a small fire in us that just needs to be fanned – I believe this is the case for me.

So I plan on using my gap year to polish, cultivate and perfect those skills so I can become a master at it, I’m sick and tired of thinking “I wish I could do that” so I’m taking action and learning to do something.

This week I finished watching A Different World, this show is about everything. There are little nuggets of wisdom ranging of life advice from how to deal with certain situations. I think it’s a good show to watch to remind you of the basics of life, in my opinion.

It was my second time watching the series but it felt different. The first time I watched it I was a first year student at the tender age of 18. I watched the show with intrigue and passion for what my life could look like while at university. I knew who I didn’t want to share the same fate as and who I aspired to be like, it was an innocent dream.

Watching it again 3 years on I watch it knowingly, feeling what the characters feel and experiencing what I didn’t wish to experience. I know that in a few years time I’ll be able to say “I wouldn’t change it for a thing” with conviction.

I encourage anyone reading this to watch the show, it’s literally made of sugar, spice and everything nice and I bet you would learn a lot from it.

Now onto a more lightweight topic, my weekend was the busiest part of my week.

Saturday morning was spent cleaning, I’ve become an early bird because of my work pattern but I’m not complaining at all, I love to have a healthy sleep pattern.

I spent my afternoon at the Ridgeway Centre watching my NCS young people graduate and I couldn’t have been any prouder, I got to announce them onto stage, all but one managed to graduate which was bittersweet because I had petitioned for him to be allowed to graduate but it didn’t work in his favour unfortunately. However, I am immensely proud of each of them, they all had come in with differences and finished off as a team which is what the programme is all about. I’d encourage everyone 15-17 year old to give it a go! At least then you can say you’ve done something adventurous in your life.

Straight after the graduation, I whizzed off to London to get ready to go to this years edition of Miss Ghana UK. A beauty (with brains) pageant that will always have a place in my heart. I had been a contestant myself in 2016, I didn’t place but it was one of the best experiences of my life. Since then I’ve been going back to help out where I can and just enjoy watching the contestants showcase their talent, passion and love for Ghanaian culture in front of their cheerful supporters. This year the show was hosted by Afua Scot of ABN radio and MzDru who had been a former contestant herself and Andy Sarfo who announced the runners up and in ever-building suspense he eventually announced winners. He also managed to get Reggie and Bollie to come on stage to sing with him!

Make sure you come on down to the next show or even sign up to be a contestant next year – there are many reasons to do it, whether it’s for personal reasons such as gaining confidence or you may have a greater cause like improving the diaspora community in any way shape or form. Just do it! You may be getting more beautiful but you certainly aren’t getting any younger!

The night ended around 3am but Rachel, Whitney and I found ourselves going back and forth in Ubers to get food. Our Italian Uber driver was really funny but really weird but we can only blame ourselves for allowing him to be free. We all bought some Pepe’s and parted ways with Whitney before retreating back to our hotel room to eat and sleep at 4am.

4 hours later I was up and getting ready for church because the 2 new baby boys in my church were getting christened and I had been personally invited to come to the reception after. If it hadn’t been for those cute bambinos, I definitely would’ve slept for longer. Safe to say, I couldn’t resist the Sandman during the service although it was a really good sermon, I did catch the key parts – it was about The Influence of Godly Fathers and Bishop had us watching a snippet from Oprah about a man who had grown up without his father and how it affected him.

Once I got home around 6pm I ‘unpacked’ (I emptied my suitcase onto the floor), wiped off almost all my makeup and climbed into bed to take a power nap while wearing the dress I had on from earlier in the day.

I woke up 13 hours later.

You know when you sleep for too long and feel groggy? Yeah. That was how I felt when I woke up. I felt like a zombie, walked like a zombie, talked like a zombie. But this Zombie had to go to work and that’s what I did.

and that was my week in a nutshell, tune into the next episode this Saturday.

Xoxo,

Irene

P.S. I still haven’t got my laptop back but I have a good feeling I’ll have it sometime during this week.

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