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The Year for The Awesome!




This is the first post for this year, don't mind me I took a long hiatus but am back for good. New Year new habits am never going to run off like that again. This New year looks promising and am sure there is never going to be a dull moment. That said have a look why I say so

I will be graduating from the University this year, it is something I look forward to with mixed feelings. Joy of the stress ending vs the feeling of not experiencing enough action. Sometimes I just wonder where I had been in the past four years. Closely tied to graduation is the issue of a Final Year Project aka Thesis or Dissertation. I still haven't concluded on the topic I want to research upon, and the thoughts of crunching numbers and grinding stats send shivers down my spine. However, you will be kept abreast of my how I will slay the beast. After all it was to chronicle the events of my last year in school that I started my blog. So sit back and subscribe and follow me as I go through it all.

It's also this year am going for my National Youth Service! Uhm am not so sure, I think it may be next year. If its this year then this year is going to be loaded. I wonder which end of the world they will post me to (that is if I am to serve this year).

It is also this year my friend and I are going to formally launch our company, I feel excited about it. I have been reading a lot about having a successful business, hence those posts about business. I guess time will soon come to put it into practice.

On a social front, I feel its this year I will put my soul into relationships, caring about my friend, family etc and showing them I do in the normal way.

I have a feeling this year is going to be awesome for us, I don't know about you but I know its going to be real awesome. It is because of this I named this year the year of the "awesome". If you are awesome then it is your year.

Happy New Year


PS I forgot to add; some of my short stories will be out for publication this year too.

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  1. cant wait to read them. i had thought a female touch will be added to the year(winks). i feel a change in the wind bro. AWESOMENESS!!

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