W E A K N E S S E S

A weakness is usually labelled as a disadvantage or a fault. It is naturally a bad thing. Who here would take anyone seriously if they were to have "Weaknesses for sale" sign or a "Buy one weakness and get another one for free" special offer.I don't remember being told to groom my weaknesses,ever. I was always taught to strengthen my strengths rather,for they build me up,you know make me a strong and better being.

L I E S.

There are a lot of ways to view weaknesses. They are multiple ways to approach them as well. Weaknesses are either obsessions for example chocolate, alcohol, music...these aren't bad things but they are things that can easily distract you from a clear end,you know, the diet,staying sober and concentrating on studies.Then there are well negative weaknesses, "anything in a dress", "words without meaning but that sound good",etc. These, these are a different story altogether. So how do we deal with these goodly and deadly weaknesses.

Number 1: If your weakness is a negative thing,something that breaks you apart and won't add value to your life, weaken it. I always tell myself to WEAKEN THE WEAKNESS. It's simple,detach yourself from the weakness,don't call it yours.Remove all connotations and simply deem it an item which has no power over you.When you don't give something your attention,it slowly but surely removes its hold over you.

My livelihood,my 365 days,my home Tholang Nkatho helped me come up with number two.
Thing is we both can't dance to save our lives. I don't even know how to follow the beat with body movements,how is that even possible? Is this a bad thing? No.. not at all
Number 2: EMBRACE YOUR WEAKNESS.There is nothing wrong with not being able to dance. Like Tholang says, "It makes me appreciate good dancing when I see it". What a way to look at it huh,you inability to do something gives you ability to give thanks to those who can.

Number 3: Nurture your weakness. Tholz and I are often told that we "we love too much". That's apparently a crime in our world. I get where people are coming from,when you love easily,you trust easily which means people can take advantage of you easily which means you are broken down easily. But I believe that God blessed me with a spirit of love,why not grow it.We love with meaning and respect,wholeheartedly and passionately. By doing all of this,we explore many levels of love and we nurture what's viewed as a weakness.It's an advantage that most people lack. The ability to see the good in every single being.It's beautiful.

She's my weakness.After being separated in grade 7,two provincess apart,to three phone swaps and numerous bbm pin changes. Her deactivating Facebook to phone calls and whatsapp chats. My love for her never died. Friendship turned to family.

Tholang 

"What doesn't kill you makes you stronger",What doesn't edify to your existence needs to exit and what you see as a blessing deserves to be magnified.

Ayoola Mè
xoxo

Title

"A name that describes someone's position..."

Titles.

Who needs them? People that's who. They're something that's inserted in greetings and conversations. Mr,Mrs,Babe,Bro,Dude... they make people feel "safe".

Everybody often says go with flow and it's hip to not have strings attached but... come on safety is key.. you got to know where you stand... it's customery.

I'm a sucker for titles too don't get me wrong. I love knowing where I stand with people and believe that a title clarifies it all. I'm also guilty of giving titles as well. I have brothers and sisters,a blood sister,soulmate, white chocolates... the list is endless.

I'm a teddy bear and I love safety. So what if titles are cliché..  feelings and emotions override shallowness. Embrace the ones given to you and demand the ones that haven't been made clear.

L I V E

Love Ayoola Mé
 Xxx

L I F E

1. Life is defined as "1.

   the condition that distinguishes animals and plants from inorganic matter, including the capacity for growth, reproduction, functional activity, and continual change preceding death"

   
   

   For the past month and a half, my friend Sibu and I have been talking about life and living. We have been encouraging each other and advising each other on how to handle certain situations we come across. What I hadn't looked at when Sibu and I started this journey of "Life" is what life really is. Let's dissect the definition why don't we... *the condition that distinguishes animals and plants from inorganic matter. That means we breathe and grow and can do "stuff". That's funny because I'm often told that I've stopped growing. So does that mean I'm not alive anymore?  No it doesn't because a few days ago, Sibu introduced me to a method I have been finding difficult to grasp... [L E T T I N G G O]. He was on that " I was born without you so I can live without you" tip. All those toxic relationships that prevent you from being yourself, the friends that have you second guessing who you are and what you are capable of doing, those need to go. Those need to be pruned so that the rose within you can blossom without a doubt.

   The ability to reproduce is another life aspect. We don't have to make babies to be called reproducers. I remember one day Sibu and I studying for an English exam one day and we completely turned the novel inside out and read between the lines and scored one of our best English essay marks ever after doing so. We reproduced a different aspect altogether from the original DNA(book material) we were given.

   
   

   Life comes with another condition. We are meant to change in order to live fully. Comfort is a clear sign of danger. One should not settle down for too long. We are meant to explore man. Go out there and do things. I eat sulphur products,I use the, on my hair even. I was told I was allergic to it but those goods make my hair grow and I'm all about taking care of my crown of glory. I don't believe in allergies simply because I've changed my mindset towards certain things. Yes I admit that the first few weeks of sulphur using were horrible. My eyes would swell us and I'd be coughing up a storm but I kept at it and here I am... Happy. Change is good. Our minds and hearts need to go under many metamorphosis to prove that we didn't waste God's energy when He created us. We are meant to have flowers in Spring and Golden leave sin Autumn. We are meant to be cold winds in Winter and Hot sand in Summer.

   
   

   L I V E. Not as if it's your last day but as if you're the main actor of an award winning movie. Be the character of a book that nobody wants to put down. It's your life... Live it to the full

   
   

   Ayoola Me
   

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C O M P L E X I O N

Complexion is defined firstly as "the natural colour, texture, and appearance
of a person's skin, especially of the face."
I'm sure that's the first thing that comes to mind when asked what complexion is,I know I would answer that way.

Surprisingly the other definition of complexion is "the general aspect or character of something or someone"
Deep huh? To think that what we normally think automatically means skin tone is also another word for character, you know what makes a man, a man.

Humans are shallow creatures. One moment being light skinned is the in thing, then one day darker toned people are "what's hot". We live in a world where people won't judge you by what you say but rather by how look and how well you blend in with everybody else. That's the norm.

I remember hating the mirror when I was growing up. Yes I knew that my complexion was fiery and spontaneous but I was never bold enough to show it to the world.I believed that the the first complexion definition was what mattered. Photos were a terror and I always felt bad for not covering my face or running into the shade when the sun was a tad bit too bright.

Being yourself is beyond normal complexion[skin covering,inserted pigment] but is the never mentioned complexion itself[C H A R A C T E R].

Flourish. Be you tall,short,plus size, small size, light skinned, dark toned. One love right?

Let's show it.

Ayoola
xx

Why were you born Ayoola?

1996... August 14,
My mom could have been at work,
She could have been cooking
Or better just relaxing...
But no,
She was being told to push, breathe,
"It's okay,you're almost done,she's almost out"

Why were you born,
Tutsirayiishe Laura Mhere?

Was it to fulfil the future pastor-parents' dreams,
The then normal- parents' expectations,
To be the child they read about in the baby mags and "how to parent" books

Maybe for a while...

But 1996 August 14,
Tutsirayiishe Laura Mhere,
Who was later on called Claudia Ayoola,
Graced the earth with her presence.

The future Miss change the world,
Miss I can do all things,
Miss I'll cry now but won't dwell on the past for too long exited her mothers's chambers aided by ceserian cuts and today you all witness her great exploitations.

You were born with a purpose Yola,
Flourish in it

Dear World

Underachieving,
Over thinking,
Underestimate,
Over achieving...

Is it ever enough?

We're constantly involved in this battle of doing good,
Sticking to what's right,
You know there's a path laid before us... all we gotta do is follow through right?

But...
It's never enough,
For one moment we're below par and that's not acceptable
Or we're above it and that's now pride.

What do you want world?
You say average is mediocrity but from where I'm standing it's safe.

I won't live up to your expectations but I will at least try to do something
For I see the end-place you've destined for me but I like the greener pastures I read about better

So you might see me as an : *Underachiever
And begin to :*Underestimate me

But I'm telling you now that I am capable of : *Over thinking
Which keeps me alert,
Giving me strategies which will make me an : *Over achiever
 Just you wait and see.

Ayoola Mè

Her beauty has always been her weapon.

It's true.

She has always used her eyes to lure you in,

Immediately hypnotizing you,

Putting you under her spell.

She was stunning.

Her long legs grabbed attention as she made her way past many of us

And her stainless red painted lips made you lose focus.

She had an aura about her of pure elegance and nobody could deny it.

We could never hate her, 

Even if we tried.

She.. she .. she was just perfect and she knew it.

I remember the day I heard her speak for the first time.

The way her lips parted as they mouthed out words,

She shaped them in such ... in such a different way,

So exquisite ... I was mesmerized.

She was amazing.

She carried herself so gracefully in a mature but yet tasteful way.

Oh my.

I just... 

We just handed it to her.

The world and everything else she desired.

Her beauty was her weapon 

and we were all governed by it.

Ayoola Mè