I think you are owed an update

For anyone who actually was interested in this blog, I am sorry I didn't nurture it as much as I should have.

But today feels like a good day to let you know how life has been.

2010 was a tough year for me and 2011 started much in the same way. I more or less dropped out of Cardiff uni under the pretense of a gap year. I want to say I didn't achieve anything in that year but that would be a lie...a lot that was broken in my life got fixed to the glory of God. So 2011 went from bad to awesome pretty quickly. That isn't to say the journey wasn't difficult, because it was. By the end of 2011 I had revisited the motherland, Nigeria, for the 1st time in 6 years. And most importantly I was back in uni...only this time I'm in Dubai!

All honesty, it's over rated but I'm loving life...one can't complain...much. Now I'm coming towards the end of my first year and it is all very exciting. In the past few months I taking a step closer to overcoming stage fright, won a creative writing competition (my 1st ever might I add) and made some really amazing friends.

So glory be to God.

Neglect

I have been awful! I have neglected my few but faithful, and for that I am truly sorry.

I wish I had a good excuse for you, I really do. But the fact of the matter is I have been in hiding recently. I have avoided friends and most of my family and that is simply because I am trying to avoid the many nagging problems in my mind.

I also I wish I could share my burdens with you...but I wouldn't even know where to start. And besides I am sure you all have your own burdens. Tell them to me! I need something to help me take my mind of ME! Please?? It is the way I survive.

Now I don't tend to share my inner most crazies with anyone beyond my unfortunate nearest and dearest. But you have found yourself amidst the 'privileged' today. If you ask me what I have spent my time doing recently I would have to say...falling out of love. Being in love is torture. It’s HIM calling, texting or randomly showing up in my peripheral vision and flushing my whole day down the toilet, and seemingly without knowing it! It’s turning an old duvet cover into some kind of dress or sleeping bag and re-writing an old Dean Martin song in my head until it's relevant and doesn’t make me a lesbian.

Ultimately, I think what I am trying to say is that I have neglected you because I have felt neglected...so don't hold it against me :)