The Rita Side

Have you ever met someone that started a very promising project with so much zeal and then stopped suddenly? Someone that even advised you never to give up on something  and then played the 'I couldn't keep up' card? Well...all rise for the queen of the GIVE UP kingdom! That is me.  I started this blog (and my workout routine and my book and so many other things in my life) with this intoxicating ginger that managed to deceive me. I surprised myself  with my ideas and I was proud of the fruits it bore. I had begun to believe in myself again. I was even ready to bet on me. Then Queen Give Up flopped again.  If you ask me when, how or why I gave up on my blog (or the rest of the list), i may not have an answer for you. All I can say is that I take full responsibility.  Nobody said 'Nneoma, writing is not for you' or 'you are just wasting your precious time'. I just woke up one morning and stopped blogging. Here are the wonderful excuses I came up ...

It has come to my notice that a lot of people do not know what to do with their dentition when they find themselves in a professional setting. Maybe I am not the right person to give this kind of advice. To be honest, I have never had a 9 to 5 job and the fact that I am a student is no excuse. What happened to using the holidays? Well, who needs experience for this kind of talk? I will be speaking from the customer's point of view today, and I believe I am more than qualified to play this part. After all, the customer/client is always right, yes? Definitely. Back to my point. Is it acceptable to smile in a professional setting? Of course. It is almost a requirement! Smiling has a way of working its magic and putting the customer at ease. Sometimes, it even assuages the anger of a furious individual; possibily one that has had to stand for hours. On the contrary, if one is unfortunate enough to meet a frowning or aggressive worker at the desk, he/she may feel self-conscious or ev...

So this birthday has finally come and gone. Since 2013, I have gone out for every birthday except yesterday's and I can tell you honestly that it was the best birthday I had had in a while; running very closely with the one where I got a full body massage (shout to my girl!). Someone is going to wonder what was so special about yesterday. Well, let me tell you. It was just perfect. It started off on a strange i-am-getting-old foot where I was thinking of all that I had not achieved and what I should have been. Then, I went to church and it got worse with sadder thoughts invading my mind. On my way back, I turned on my phone to seek solitude. Firstly, I had a trailer load of messages (on days like that, you realise that people are ready to stay awake for you and to me, that is really amazing). Then came this video that was so funny that I might have shed a tear or two. Then I got a call from my aunty who gathered her three children to sing to me. After that, the smile became en...

Minutes ago, I was limping towards the Rumola flyover barefooted with my pair of sandals in one hand, a left leg that refused to stop bleeding and a toe that seemed to be growing in size and redness. I should have been mad at the world, and maybe even God if I really wanted to be dramatic, but there I was laughing at myself and watching people try to draw my attention to the blood on my leg. I wanted to shout, 'I know! It hurts like the devil!' but I swallowed my words and kept walking. From the corner of my eye, I noticed the mentally unstable man that watched me pitifully as he walked in the opposite direction. I would have also stared at anyone I saw in such a situation too, but all I wanted was for them to pretend that I was invisible. Did I mention that I was dripping wet too? Yes it was the stupid rain and the gutter that I could not quite jump over, that got me into this messy situation, but who has the right to blame nature or call her stupid? Back to my series of unf...

For those that do not know or those that have managed to convince themselves otherwise, white lies are still lies. They just sound slightly better in our ears. Everyday we dish out lies to people we care about in order not to make them feel bad or make ourselves feel better. This is a list of common white lies that we might have used a bit too often (in no particular order):  1.  Friend: I called earlier, but you did not pick. What happened?       You: Sorry I was busy (trying to stand up, but failing wolfly. Lazy thing.)  2. Friend: What do you think of my dress?      You: (Because you know she can't change) I like the colour. (What of the design, fitting, etc?)  3. After a simple test, you see your friend who clearly had a hard time.      Friend: How did your test go?      You: It was not so wonderful.  4. Friend. Did you see the result? What did I get?      You: (You alr...

Novel freak. That is what I would love to term myself, but I am going to play the honesty card. I am absolutely nothing compared to some book monsters I know. I mean the two-books-a-week monsters that have a very tight schedule but still insist on indulging. This happens to be nearly impossible in medical school, but I know of a few exceptions that still pull it off. Anyways, I really missed reading (plus I needed inspiration for this book I am working on) so I tried to read a new book whose author I knew nothing about. Before I explain how I feel about the book, you should know that I am a hopeless romantic whose love life has been completely destroyed by writers that have a  knack for painting a near-perfect picture of overly eligible bachelors; men that could never exist even if they tried. Now, I must mention that the book blew me away, not just because the lead male was my ideal man(except that I love them dark) but because I met the writer I really want to be; dropping a to...

The world is really a funny place. The skinny ones want to be fat and the plump, healthy-looking ones want to be skinny. The weight loss project has become so rampant on social media that the tiny people (like me) are intimidated and are too shy to ask for help. Well, this post is dedicated to all the girls out there whose skirts have refused to stay on their waists and who are tired of calling 'aboki' to adjust their clothes all the time. I had to go surfing on the net on behalf of the #TeamGainSomeWeight community and these are some questions of mine that they were able to answer. I might have added a few tips of my own. I hope this helps. Q-Why am I losing weight? A-Weight loss can be caused by various factors. • Genetics- Does it run in your family? • Stress- Are you sleeping enough? Is any man/woman giving you a hard time? How are your grades in school? • Health-related issues- Do you feel sick sometimes? When was the last time you visited a doctor? Do you kn...

I have always loved talking about my childhood, when things were much simpler and no one was responsible for anything. When we were little, we had this silly game (amongst many others) we called 'Me in the Middle'. We were five and it was such a great honour to be in the middle that we literally fought for it. Now, I can't even remember what was so significant about that, about being in the middle. It even came with a song! (Welcome to my big crazy happy family.) Now we are all much older and the pure unadulterated joy we used to get from such senseless games has been reduced to a mere memory. Now, the middle is no longer a position one should find himself in. Do you know what it means to take a side? It means you know what you really want. The syndrome of indecision happens to be one of the most annoying ones and the most rampant in the political world. Everyone wants to join the winning team(where ever it is). The terms 'camp' and 'decamp' become new man...