It may or may not please many of you to know that you and I are not that different at all. We eat unhealthy even if we have promised ourselves several times in the past we wouldn’t, we wear the same pair of jeans three times in a row, wait I hope it’s not just me if not I just disclosed a rather embarrassing and probably disturbing information about myself.
That aside, welcome to my website! I can’t believe I typed the words “my website”, it’s been a long time coming. I have always thought of having my own blog, now it has been made in actuality.
My friends call me Coco, Cocoladiva, Cocopops, Koko, but the one that stuck was Coco; hence, “A Cup of Coco”.
This is where I would be sharing some of my thoughts, emotions, adventures (I don’t know why this is included I am not in the least bit adventurous, I won’t even go hiking… hopefully someday), advice (I like to think I am an old soul), stories. In fact, to sum it all up this is where I would be sharing remarkable events in my life. I tell myself that my life is quite interesting and I hope you see that too.
So this is my first official blog post (Yaay me!), hopefully a big deal (only history can tell). For some time now I have been procrastinating my first post, maybe it’s because I am dead ass lazy or because I actually didn’t know what to write about. So as the stalker that I am, I checked out other blogs for inspiration.
Finally, I came up with the idea of writing about how very Nigerian I am. I mean who doesn’t love being Nigerian (really sarcastic facial expression) Nigeria is a country where everything is a joke no matter how serious the situation is. Our “normal” isn’t normal at all, everyone is crazy trust me. For example; I am so Nigerian, I look both ways when crossing a single lane road, because there might be one lunatic who decides to break the rules or when I am so tempted to count my money after withdrawing from the A.T.M. because I don’t even trust the machines in Nigeria, you never know there might be a cheat setting to that thing or is it when I cook without measuring the ingredients and the food turns out so delicious most of the time(trust me them ancestors be whispering sweet melodies in my ears sometimes not so sweet more spicey). Those are the “perks” of being Nigerian I guess, makes you extra careful (paranoid).
Being Nigerian is very hilarious and interesting most of the time. Being Nigerian alone makes you a survivor, we are all survivors, so cheers to being Nigerian. To my beautiful readers, get involved in this conversation, please go to the comment section and tell me how Nigerian you are, beginning your comment with “I am so Nigerian…..”. Tell me your thoughts on the post and please do not forget to tell a friend about it, thank you and love you.
Yours truly Coco.
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