AN HOURLY JOURNAL
So I’m doing this because my friend Yemi suggested I try it out. This should help something …I don’t know what, but something…and it should be interesting too. I’ll be writing hourly (hopefully so) as the day progresses, I really hope I don’t go about rambling on and on about the mundane daily things you know … and hey blog! It’s been f-o-r-e-v-e-r!!! I think instagram (my computer doesn’t know what instagram is smurhh) stole a bit of your time (something always must be blamed aside my being lazy), but now I’ve repented of my evils and hope to be more frequent, and yaay we starting with this long story about my day…enjoy 🙂
I’ve done quite a number of things since I woke up. Sometimes while half awake, I unconsciously look for my phone to check the time and find how much longer I have to sleep, I turned and found out I had slept with and over the book I was reading last night, and it’s a bit rumpled now but it’s fine, the book should be fine… we’ve had our routine family devotion, I couldn’t listen through every single thing, I think about a lot of things during family devotion but I knew it was something about the thieves and Jesus on the cross, I remember because I read the bible passage – Luke 23:39-45. …I’m typing this now and then I plan to write in my to-do-list book after (because I’m not always that organised with things I have to do, a to-do-list helps a lot- literally) and yes it’s raining! It’s been raining very much for the past few days. They say something about Ife people and rain, but I’m not ready to subscribe to that ideology…
Watched Pastor Steven Furtick on TV, his program airs at 5 past 8 everyday… he’s my favorite preacher. He talked a lot about crashing the chatterbox, how most people get unnecessarily fearful instead of fixing their focus on Christ and what God has said about them, and this is irrespective of the conditions surrounding them…so it shouldn’t be about the conditions basically but where our focus is at. I talked with God for a while after that. I’ll be at home mostly today, I have no class. I should clean up the house and then do some laundry (woooorrrrrkkkkk!!!)
I think I missed an hour. I was busy cleaning up the house… I’m done with that now (who else has a timetable for all these stuff – cleaning, washing and cooking in their house??? ). Started on the laundry, hopefully that wouldn’t take so long. I’m partly watching a movie about an autistic baseball player who strives against all odds, seems very inspiring. I’m also texting a friend even though he ought to be paying attention in class, I should probably stop being a distraction haha
So it’s still raining… I wonder why it’s been raining so much, I need the sun to shine! … by the way, the Yoruba people, aka the Eku people would have totally perforated the atmosphere today with eku ojo yii, I don’t actually have the appropriate interpretation of that but it’s some form of greeting, or validation about the rain. Yoruba people can be strange.
The rain finally stopped. Well kinda. Now the sun can shine and I can spread my clothes to dry…my heart too, it’s been a bit cold.
Just ate breakfast, fried yam and scrambled eggs, wanted to try my newly-discovered-signature garden egg sauce, but sadly the garden eggs at home had finished. It’s really cold right now. I want to start on a movie and then maybe read after.
Watching the movie- Trumbo… it’s a true life story of Dalton Trumbo, a screen writer and an American communist, I’m only about 25 minutes into the movie and I find it quite enlightening, full of conspiracies and controversies, something we still find in our world today, ever so subtle and planned.
I liked this line of conversation from the movie, quite random and might not fit into all what I just wrote up there, but…
Woman: (looks at an old portrait and smiles) we were so young, we thought we knew everything
Man: we did.
Woman: no not me… I remember thinking, now what do you do when you love something but it stops loving you back?
Man: you fight…
Woman: (slowly) no,no,no, you love it more till it surrenders…
Now isn’t that some piece of advice.
Trumbo is a great movie. You all should see it. I should maybe do a movie review someday.
It’s raining again but I have to go to campus to pay my AIESEC dues – a campus organization I just got recruited for.
Just got back from school, payment of the due was successful though not without the hassle of finding where exactly they were at. Some the AIESEC members were having a meeting, saw two of my secondary school classmates there, and one was even the financial secretary who signed my receipt (OAUIS repping :-))…and on my way there, I met a friend and kinda landed a deal for my card business. Good stuff.
I’m eating now. I eat more when I’m home for most of the day, maybe because food is just some miles away :-)… right now, it’s spaghetti Bolognese and meatballs, with crispy fish nuggets. Just kidding, just spaghetti and stew and fish 🙂
It’s late now, and no I’m not about to sleep yet 🙂 but this probably the last entry I’ll be making. It’s been fun! I told Yemi that this has made me take note of things that I would otherwise just overlook…so yeah it was really cool doing this. Maybe I’ll try this again some other time. I’ll continue reading my rumpled book now or not, maybe I’ll just cover myself up with blankets and sleep… it’s been a cold cold day. Thank you very much you and you and you for reading through *curtsies* let’s do this again! 🙂 🙂 🙂
And yes. Sorry. I promised myself I’ll write a poem today, sooo here:
GOD’S SUPPOSED VIEW OF THE WORLD FROM THE TOP OF AMPHI THEATRE
This is how I imagine God looks down on all of us
– From the top of amphi theatre
Where everyone appears tiny and where the mountains surround the whole earth like shadows
And it feels powerful
How with the wave of one finger He could just paint across the setting sun
Orange and yellow and a little bit of blue
Cos, it’s really close to the sky here
It has to be so much fun, I imagine
How he laughs and chuckles at angry mobs trying to have their way at the bus stop
Or maybe it’s pitiful
The human condition
Beautiful or pitiful
It’s either of those two
But every time I hope that when God looks down at me
Like I am looking down now from the top of amphi theatre
He sees nothing but beauty
Cascading beauty of spirit and soul floating through this earth.