Firstly, I don’t want to be the person who is never grateful, even of the little things. So, thank you Jesus, thank you for the month of August, thank you for life and a new age. Thank you for this new month of September. Thank you to everyone has been there for me and who cares about me. Thank you to all my subscribers and readers. Thank you.

This month, I had a bad practice test. I felt so unmotivated and out of it. But I think this experience was trying to teach me that I can’t let all my hard work and sacrifices go down the drain cause of my emotions. And this principle applies even beyond the MCAT.

I became a legal adult on the 24th and honestly…it feels no different but at the same time, means a whole lot.

I enjoyed my birthday a lot. I went out with my family the day before to a Chinese buffet. We ate a lot, took some pictures and had a good time. I didn’t do much on my actual birthday. In the morning, my aunt and cousin came to sing happy birthday to me. I got some money from family and studied for most of the day. Thank God for a new age.

I and Sof, a former roommate, went out to get Popeyes and I liked that. However, as days go by, it’s kind of hard to properly touch grass and calm my sympathetic nervous system. The day I’ve been waiting for is just way too close and I don’t feel as ready as I would have liked to be.

This month, I also went to have boba with my aunt. I got the monster boba latte, large (of course). On our way back, we had a conversation about communication, marriage and just life. I’m glad I was able to coherently express myself without feeling unheard or like I was on a hot seat.

I beat homeboy three times in a row in Four in a Row and all I can say is I’m a champion.

My aunt made some delicious meals this month. Good food is such a blessing guys. I bless the day food was made.

I have some things on my mind. Some of them are: I can’t wait to start working in healthcare again. I need to go to a good coffee shop soon. I lowkey want to resume soon. God, help me please!!

August was okay…I think I’m just really stressed out. When summer is done, I think I’m just going to sit down in one corner and cry very well.

Also, for what it’s worth, I gotta tell you that CFA released a chicken and waffle sandwich.

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The experience breathes serenity, so it’s not surprising that my soul would long for it repeatedly. So often that I would like to pray with you. 

Firstly, I pray that we would never lose the awe and understanding of the power of prayer. Because, undoubtedly, prayer was not fashioned to be just a routine. It was crafted for every season because we see Him as our reason. 

Then for alignment with righteousness and holiness, His will and His ways – that we will never lose the plot.

I pray for peace, goodness and mercy with good days. Because in our supernatural, we still need the natural.

Then for this talent, the creativity, to never leave our hearts and minds and hands. 

I pray for the dreams, great and vast, to remain, to shine, to His glory.

And for the things that are too scary or too unreal to say, we pray that You hear those silent prayers too.

We pray in Jesus name,

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To carry to term means to continue a pregnancy until the baby is fully grown and born at the natural end of the gestational period, which is typically around 37 to 40 weeks.

I just finished watching one of Ezinne Zara’s most recent videos and it got me emotional. It was the one she was talking about her pregnancy story. She used this phrase that got me thinking -carry to term.

Thinking about that word, I couldn’t help but imagine how my life right now somewhat feels like a pregnancy. Like everything is hanging in the air waiting for the right time to become. You know, just like a mom waiting for her baby to be born so she can witness the fruit of her labor of nine months. 

I feel on the edge in so many ways. I think it’s because I’m so used to moving swiftly from one thing to the other. Quickly retrieving energy from what drains mine or being invested so deeply in what calls me. The point is I feel like I’ve been here for too long…and I’m starting to get a little tired.

Tired of resistance, of waiting long for results, of slow steps, of uncertainty. 

And even worse, mediocrity appalls me. So as much as I want to stop, I don’t think I can.

I will carry to term what God has destined for me. I will live in it. I will know it. I will thank Him for it. 

But for now, I’m stuck with the bodily changes, life adjustments and “expecting-excitement” of a pregnant woman.

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Complete it.

Poco a poco, that’s how you do what?

Build, break, love, win?

That’s how I do what?

The ultimate, that is I mean the journey with Christ, the recreation, the conversion, the everything is…gradual. Even though He could do probably do it with a snap of His finger.

One step goes before another or else you trip. And if you do want to use both feet at the same time, you jump. But jumping wears you out way quicker, mate.

When I do what I love, that is write, words follow one after the other.

The good things always seem to require patience and my good things always seem to demand consistency. Poco a poco.

Is the answer everything?

Is the answer, “poco a poco, that’s how you…That’s how you do everything?”

If perhaps, let me know so I might get myself some grace and make myself some dedication for the ride.

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It’s July 2 at 7pm and I took a FT screenshot of someone I love, sleeping. The very next day, there was tension between us. I don’t have a picture of that of course but looking at the shopping pictures that I had sent him, I remember the tension and stress I had felt sending those. A tension of dependency and entitlement that had kind of grown between us that God would help me understand and straighten out later in the month.

On the 4th, I went to Redondo beach with my family for the fourth of July celebrations. I overcame my childhood fear of getting close to the ocean (one I developed from my parents telling me the water will carry me away in Bar Beach, Lagos lol). I thought I looked cute in the pictures I took. I planned to post them on Instagram but haven’t gotten to it yet…

I remember having to get back to MCAT studying the next day because my July 5th to-do list said so. And also, that has been the cycle of my life recently. Hospital then back to MCAT studying, fellowship then back to MCAT studying, sleep then back to MCAT studying, eat then back to MCAT studying. As you can imagine, I can’t wait to be done…

Across July, my gallery is splattered with pictures of my Kaplan textbook, a lot of substack screenshots, my meals, more FT screenshots and bible verses. Additional sigh.

I have two mirror videos of myself waving at the Los Angeles County library from July 11. I started this routine where I record myself before my practice test and afterwards. This particular day, the first video was at 10:26am and the second, 5:47pm.

The next day, I was watching Abattoir because Ada cannot kill herself so she has to rest. [spoiler alert]. I recorded the scene where Cecelia and Martins were in the market. I can’t remember the exact details of what they were speaking of but I know it spoke about moving when God says, “shoot” even though things may not look ‘settled’. Sounded a lot like my life.

I have a screen recorded video of someone I love on FT with me, at work, from July 14. I like the video so much because work gets so busy for him and it reminds me of the not-so little sacrifices he makes. 

I have pictures of my run stats. I had a record high of 1.50km in distance which I’m proud of. Most importantly, I’m proud of my consistency. 

I have some of my ‘bestest’ friend’s college graduation pictures from July 17th. I’m very proud of him and I pray that God will continue to guide him in everything He does. I’m also grateful for our friendship. I would have never imagined myself saying that about someone because I always struggled with friendships. They mostly felt ingenuine, surface-level, forced e.t.c. But with him, I can be myself. He lets me be myself. Thank you.

I have another pre- and post- practice test mirror video because I had another practice test on July 25th. I got sad because I didn’t surpass the score threshold that I wanted to. The very next day, I wanted to get outside really badly. The test and prep had gotten me exhausted. My aunt in her mercy drove me to get some Popeyes chicken and I don’t know if I could have been happier :)  Imagine having that with some iced white mocha on a hot Sunday afternoon with some quality Abattoir on a large screen. That same evening, I got new twists while watching more movies. I have so many clips of Abattoir because that show is filled with so much revelation. 

On July 27th, I took this cute picture which is currently my profile picture and that same morning, I was back on the physics grind. On the 29th, I had a video call with some sisters from fellowship and that was wholesome. I can get so conscious and worked up when people are trying to be social with me but it feels better with them because they know Christ. I guess all this while I just needed my godly community? My Jlab headphones also came that day and I love them.

On the 31st of July, I received a ‘Certificate of Timeless Talent’ in recognition of my successful completion of one year of service at St. Francis Medical Center. I knew I had completed one year but seeing that certificate just made me internalize hours of sacrifice, hard work and learning. I’m proud of myself.

Well, that’s my July. A little bit of this and that. But, how did your July go? It’s not too late to talk about it…so, shall we?

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But I can tell you that I’ve been busy thinking of how to please God by preaching the gospel, studying intently, thinking about how love should work and loving as well and before I forget, learning to make coffee to my likeness.

My formula these days has been simple—living up to my potential. You know, not being mediocre.

I try to use my calendar to plan judiciously. You know, I plan for study blocks where I actually study, go for runs, try to eat healthy (even though, almost everything seems against me). I’m living in a lowkey niche way.

But more specifically, in God, I think about how I can be doing more. I’ve thought about adjusting and adjusted my lifestyle in different ways so that excuses don’t become the order. This includes preaching the gospel when I’m commuting on days I have work and just in the neighborhood on days I don’t. Trying to not overdo dinner so I can wind down, pray for the night and study the word.

In my life, I’m trying to understand what it means to love, to a purposeful degree and in a purposeful way. Love has found me. And beforehand up till now, I’ve come to peace with God that, just like a neuron’s action potential (sorry, too much studying), I want my love story to be all or none. If I find someone I like and He approves of him, then why beat around the bush? But then, we don’t beat the gun here, I’m walking with God not man.

Still on life matters, I’m a pre-med student and what that means is that sooner or later, I would have to take the MCAT. For me, it’s close. The MCAT is a test that I have to pass to get into medical school and it’s no joke. I’m not even joking. It requires hours upon hours of dedicated studying and progress, my friends, is not linear. Let’s not talk about what that does to me emotionally. To top it off, I fell sick and of course, I have other responsibilities as a pre-med student, a Christian and a human being that I have had to keep up with. Yet, I’ve been trying every single day because I don’t want to look back and let the first thing I think of be, “I could have done better.”

So yes, it gets tough out here but we thank God for God. And my family who is supportive in many amazing ways. My aunt primarily does the cooking with no complaints so I don’t have to worry about not assisting as much or not having food. My uncle drives me to the library for my practice tests. They both keep the house stocked with coffee. My parents are supportive even from thousands of miles away with their love, words and prayers, God bless them. And my siblings are always my siblings and that has been and still is enough in every situation I have ever faced. And my friends, may not understand the nitty gritty of what the test demands (no one really does, to be honest) but they’re awesome for just being available. God bless them. God bless everyone.

For now, I’m living in these days. I’m soaking it up but I know better days are coming. Getting closer to God, finally taking and acing the MCAT, working and earning money again, seeing what comes out of this love I have, and traveling, guys, I have to change my scenery soon or I might…

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“Hi”

“Adaora Kalu?”

“Yup, that’s me” I said, as I opened up the door wider to collect the pretty sunflowers and the package the jolly looking Amazon delivery man in my driveway was holding.

“Great! One more thing, can I have you sign here please?” He said, as he pointed to an empty space at the bottom right corner of a form stuck to a clipboard he had been holding.

I turned my attention to the form and the pen beside it to sign it.

As I finished and reached out to receive the package again, I saw a smile appear on his face as he asked, “From someone special?”

I chuckled a bit as I gave the question a brief thought.

“Well, it is from someone special.” I thought.

“Yeah, it’s a reward from myself for passing a professional exam I took a month ago. A small 5-cup coffee machine and some sunflowers from Bronny’s gardens” I answered.

I saw his face light up in admiration for a second, before he responded, “Wow, that’s very thoughtful of you. A little treat for yourself, aye?”

“Not little actually, just right.” I corrected, “It didn’t break the bank but I wanted myself to know that I worked hard and I deserved it.”

He nodded vigorously in approval and gazed at me in surprise, “Honestly, I’ve had my daughters ask me to take them out to dinner or something after a good game or a good grade but this? This, I’ve never heard of anyone get a whole package delivered to themselves.”

He ended with laughter before he finally said again, “You keep doing what you’re doing, Adaora. Don’t you delay gratification or gratitude and if anyone’s going to appreciate you, you better keep being the first.”

I smiled in response, “Thank you sir. I really appreciate that!”

“No worries. Have a good one and congratulations on that exam!” He said, as he started to trot down the driveway.

“Thank you!” I responded.

I watched briefly as he left the driveway to his vehicle before I finally closed the front door.

I glanced at my hands to properly view my packages. My eyes met the sunflowers that my right hand had been gripping and I immediately found the note attached to the flowers.

“To: Adaora E. Kalu.

Great job!”

Just five words that I wrote to myself and my heart still warmed immediately I read it. I took in a deep breath of the fresh flowers before placing them on the dining table. I grabbed my keys from the table and ripped open the package that had been stuffed under my armpit.As I lifted the flaps and caught a glimpse of the machine, that’s when it slowly hit me.

For three months, I had been in a grind that nobody completely understood, not even me frankly. I had spoken about this exam often to my family, friends, partner and colleagues at work. They knew it was hard and that it required dedication. But no matter how much they understood, they were not in the grind themselves. And it was hard in there. There were days of motivation, support and several ounces of faithful brewed or instant coffee. But there were also days that progress felt slow, too slow. Days that the reality of the goals I was pursuing set in with a wave of heightened responsibility. Days that I was stuck and days that my brain and body simply wouldn’t or couldn’t cooperate with the plan for the day or week.

I was compelled to constantly consolidate diverse forms of information, recalibrate, explain, and vent. I haven’t seen Adaora Kalu evolve in such ways before. Yet, we pulled through. We were bold enough to go in to sit for an exam that ‘determines’ the future. I say ‘we’ because I’ll be an ingrate if I don’t acknowledge God, who has been seeing me through before I knew He loved me.

I slowly pulled out the machine from its box and carried it over to its rightful position on the kitchen counter. I took a step back and watched the coffee machine as it sat there on the counter.

And now because I got the results back and it is victorious and excellent, I rewarded myself.

Previously, just like the delivery man’s daughters, I would usually wait. Wait for those who followed my story to say the “well done, Dora”’s, to give the gifts. I would wait for their recognition to feel like I had done enough and worked hard.

I still love their recognition and it absolutely still means a lot to me.

But that era is over and before anyone else even thinks to say a well done to me, I have gone on my knees to tell my King a big thank you, given myself a big hug and gotten myself the gifts I deserve at the right time.

Because I mean, did I do it solely for them?

Or did I do it for us all?

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From my I love you’s to my [insert my heart’s choice of pet names] and from declarations of my passion for medicine to activities I am simply passionate about, I have done nothing less than make claims all my life. Especially as a young adult.

Will I ever stop though? Probably not.

But now, I’m drawn to something deeper and realer, I’m drawn to proving those claims.

When I say I love you, I don’t just want to say it. I want to look out for you spiritually, in Christ Jesus. I want you to know Him. I want to listen to you. I want to see you. I want to make sacrifices for you. I want you to be you and to not make you feel like a burden for doing so. I want you to understand that you belong.

When I say I want to become a physician, I want to keep trying each day as an undergraduate. Especially on days it’s difficult. I want to seek to discover my convincing “why medicine”. I want to be intentional about my patients, about their lives and their recovery. I want to take my premed activities as more than just activities but as a pathway to becoming a great doctor.

And when I say I want to become a better Christian, I want to strive in righteousness. I want my effort to obey God to drive me in life. I want to depend on Him and trust Him wholeheartedly. Most dear to me, I want to point people to Him in every way I can.

I want my words to always hold weight to myself and to people who hear them, especially those dear to me, because they are TRULY weighty with actions. Not just because I said them.

In a world where we have a near utmost liberty to use our mouths to create words, I want my actions to be louder.

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In June, God helping, I made an academic comeback and ended up with a B+ in a class I had been in the C-range for, for the longest time. Omo, we thank God is all I can say.

I had a 6 point increase on my practice test, which still feels surreal.

Honestly the way I feel at ease about my exam in September is lowkey frightening but let’s go. No fear allowed here.

I learned so much about God and overcame fear in different ways. I really thank God for that. God is really building a strong heart in me. One that is not fearful, one that handles difficult situations well, one that is stubborn for good causes. Sounds like my type of stuff so I’m all in for the recreation.

God also started working on my voice. He’s working to give me a voice of authority. One that commands and is loud and clear. It’s very necessary for sonship and a position of leadership in Christ and in general honestly.

I volunteered in the ER, met new people, saw Cisco again, spoke to someone about a job opportunity and LEARNED A LOT!

I got a certificate of appreciation for volunteering. I love volunteering at the hospital, it’s fulfilling and enlightening.

It was my elder brother and younger sister’s birthdays in June. My other younger sister also graduated from secondary school. So proud of all of them!

Chidera (my cousin) was at home in June so that was fun. He makes me laugh so much.

Him, Gozie (my other cousin, Chidera’s brother) and I went to a watch party for the US opening game. It was a nice experience for real.

I also went for Amara’s (my cousin’s cousin) college graduation from University of California, Riverside. I liked the way some people’s names and degrees were called with Latin academic honors. I want that to be me next year. We had this dinner afterwards and that was something!

Some people I knew from secondary school also graduated this year and I’m proud of them!

I and Sof (my friend and former apartment mate) met finally! I was excited about that. It was nice finally seeing her down here in SoCal. We got boba together, drove around the neighborhood and had one of the chattiest chats we’ve ever had outside my apartment gate. It was fun.

I am now bold to do somethings I would have never been able to do.

I made this decent fried rice and I gotta say “hats off to me”.

On another hand, it’s so easy to get nervous about things I can’t entirely foresee like my academic and career future. I don’t worry about it as much as I used so honestly I wouldn’t call it sour. However, I do know there’s a lot ahead of me but what is a lot that Jesus cannot handle.

I spoke about a wide range of things this month: God, love, kids, medical school, MCAT, evangelism, psychology, cell cycle, life, learning. The list could truthfully go on and on.

Also although I would say I learned about Christ this month, I was worried about if I was doing enough in Christ, you know taking advantage of my youth and walking in God’s will.

Ouu, I started with 10-min run sessions too. In June, I once had a 8:54 mins pace which equates to a beginner jog.

Y’all please teach me how to maintain my eating in this house lol.

I miss you all on here, you are all so talented and persistent. It warms my heart to see everyone showing up for themselves, their purpose, their audiences and their talent. I’m honored to be in this space and to be a partaker of this greatness. I do have so many Substack articles to read and I cannot wait to read them all.

Enoch is such a cute name.

Reiteration here: I love the ER at the hospital. The energy, the investigative nature of the medicine, the people. Do I belong there?

Also guys, I posted on my Instagram. It wasn’t weird actually. The people pleasing era is really behind me

I actually have songs to share this time. I got so interested one called The Narrow Road.

https://open.spotify.com/track/3tUFaWqhUrtn5ST7xUCJvY?si=ytBxZmStRKKSjh5OZutirQ&rowId=b860a69a2a03897b

https://open.spotify.com/track/7irVYcFSqep5NLZpDbaTdF?si=d5yyqwvASNC0E9JqGeXohA&rowId=615cd4e5c57dc591

https://open.spotify.com/track/6m8jy0dNtYqVi5c4EtLZdM?si=YBXmq4MFTROKCfDfY0yn5w&rowId=69d707fb2a6cf184

June was great honestly, but I think June’s never really have a problem. Not bad for a June, hm?

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I hope you’ve been awesome?

This is just an article explaining a few things to help you live the best life this summer. I hope it helps :)

1. You belong

Adaeze, you belong. You belong in the rooms, in those pictures, in the conversations, in the meetings. You belong wherever God has destined you to be, to live, to speak. So keep your head high, stand your ground and don’t let yourself or anyone throw you or your bags out with their thoughts, words or looks.

1. You have authority.

Yes, some authority and autonomy will come with your new age this summer. However, that’s not where the entirety of your authority and autonomy should come from. You have authority because of Christ Jesus that lives in you. Because of Him and your knowledge of Him, you shouldn’t be afraid to speak up about what He desires for you and what you want. No one knows you better than God and than you and no one owns you but Him.

God in you is full of authority and you know that He wants to demolish every structure not letting Him manifest that authority.

Fear not. People will treat you based on what you reflect, don’t reflect fear. Let God abolish your fearful heart and give you a strong heart.

1. Studying for the MCAT requires quality time and strategy.

I know you believe in God and that He seconds your desire to become a physician. I know you believe that He is in charge and will help you succeed in your Medical College Admission Test. I know you believe you got it and that getting a good score is not far-fetched because of your capabilities, God helping. I understand. But please, remember that all things, Adaeze, all things beautiful require consistent quality time and effort. You can’t achieve a great MCAT score without consistent effort— I’m talking about hours of dedicated studying. Without chipping away at the roadblocks standing between you and a great score, you can’t get a great score. I know you desire and are trying to put in the work but let your work equate to the results you want. And, of course dear, hand over this whole thing to your Master.

1. Do stuff— diversify your life

With all the MCAT and volunteering grind, please remember to go outside and be Adaeze. Sometimes attend fellowship without your computer open and commune with God and the brethren. Keep up with your morning runs. Watch movies. Go visit sis Stacy. Go get boba with Sof. Spend money on yourself (wisely of course). Spend time and talk meaningful with the someone who matters. Go clothes, candle and window shopping. Bake, cook, go to the beach. Just do stuff—diversify your life.

1. Serve God and Him alone.

You’ve been learning so much as you grow in Christ. That as a Christian, you have to set emotional boundaries. Without them, you’re vulnerable in the wrong ways and open for defilement. You’re also learning that you belong where you belong because of Christ Jesus. And through all these lessons, you’re also learning about God Himself. Not merely or solely an idea of what people want you to know. You’re seeking to understand Him in His nature and that’s great.

As you go on, also remember that you were born to serve God through Jesus Christ not human beings. So, acknowledge Him in everything, be convicted by Him not human, don’t regard eye service but let your eyes be on the Lord, and follow God not man.

1. Keep writing, keep recording

You’ll forget things, Ada, so record them. Keep writing, keep posting on this substack archive, keep recording, keep editing. Express yourself. Never stop writing, never stop recording.

I don’t know the future baby girl, but I know God is in charge 24/7 this summer and forever. That’s more than sufficient. Just remember this guide book, pray, study, preach the gospel and fellowship with brethren (that’s very important).

And please, girl, remember that time doesn’t pause when you’re taking a shower. It doesn’t.

Love,

Ada

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But that’s whatever, hopefully we get all the stuff we need before the stores close.

Two of my cousins are home. I FaceTimed with two of my mvps today. Spoke to my family as well. And earlier today, I made a delicious fruit bowl and spent time in the presence of God.

I care about all of this enough to write because just earlier this week, I was stressed out. I mean my face breaking out kind of stressed. Even though, I was holding it together pretty well (all glory to God), I longed for a break. I wanted the privilege to slow down and take in my surroundings. I wanted to escape from the pressure of school.

And here I am now, writing this because I have what I wanted. I am home and things are slow; no deadline pressures or countless reasons to be “tired”. I’m with family. My face has cleared out. There’s food in the house. I’m well rested and genuinely happy.

Sometimes I know that it can seem  ridiculous to believe that even in the most life wrecking situations, better days will come. I also know that it can be scary to imagine these glorious better days because it seems like imagining it will somehow make it not happen or that it won’t be as good when it comes.

But it will come…

For his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life: Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.

Psalm‬ ‭30‬:‭5‬ ‭

It may not be a defining moment but it’s one you’ll notice that you didn’t have before. One where you can finally breathe. Honestly, if you’re not careful, you could miss it. But, it will come. I know because His word says so. And God, I’ve learned, has very mysterious ways of being faithful to one nature (His nature) and His word. So I promise you, it will come.

But promise me one thing, people… promise me that you won’t miss it when it comes.

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First of all, I can’t believe I have consistently written a post for every month of the year up till now. See you in December 2026, God willing.

I know that God has awesome plans for me. I just know it. My today is bright. My future is  brighter.

I have come to the realization that I am in love with caramel macchiato.

How could I forget that in May I wrote my first MCAT practice test? Score-wise, it wasn’t the best but I’m genuinely happy about how far I’ve come in prepping for it alongside school. I got Panda Express right after and that made me happy.

I wrote two very interesting things in May and I like that. You should check them out. I actually had many writing ideas in May.

I got paid. I got more clarity about my finances. I started up my savings again. I also properly set up my emergency funds

I got storage materials. The school year is almost over yayy!!

I am happy about the support system that God has put in my life.

We threw a surprise birthday party for my friend (not much of surprise cause she saw our group chat for the party on my phone 😭).

I satisfied my ice-cream cravings one weekend with a friend. I also got ice-cream sometime aside from that time.

I had American barbecue, it was alright.

I made my signature stew which was pretty good if you ask me. It should have two cuts of one protein, a green vegetable, one or two more types of other vegetables and coconut milk.

I led the worker’s prayer one Monday in May and I really thank God for that.

I got elected and trained into a working role at fellowship, which I’m super excited for.

I got a face breakout and I got a facial cleanser for the first time in my adulthood

I caught up with an old high school friend. I liked that.

I noticed I haven’t cried as much or haven’t spoken about crying as much

I saw many graduates taking graduation photos. That was interesting.

I got confused.

I interviewed for an internship. I don’t really fancy interviews because I’m not a great speaker. They can also be intimidating. But for this one, I felt calm before, during and after the interview. I didn’t feel like I messed anything up badly, glory to God.

I got into the internship and I’m so excited! It’s one of those things in my senior year that I’m genuinely looking forward to. The opportunity to learn about ethics in healthcare, collaborative experiences in that field, shadowing opportunities — sign me up :)

I also got a new purse. I don’t think I’ve ever owned one that is big enough to carry my iPad, yet too small for my computer. It looks so mature and so me to be honest. I don’t regret that purchase at all.

I started playing outdoor volleyball this month. Just something to stay active.

I think it’s interesting how quickly we forget the details of events.

May? I don’t even know. It was alright. I’m honored to have lived it. Thank God

It’s June 3rd but a little reminiscing won’t hurt. How was your May?

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However, it’s even easier to overlook how far I’ve come and everything God has helped me overcome. That’s exactly what I don’t want to do, so I’m writing this. It’s a brief list of my accomplishments that I’m super proud of. I would have never thought I could evolve so much!

Let’s dive in :)

• I tried new things. I started using Google Calendar. This was divine revelation by the way. At first, I was just fixing my activities there to see what times I’m occupied. Soon, it became an application I use to build time structure and be more accountable. I started eating fruits and vegetables more. I “started” a personal emergency fund. Started is in quotation because I always had it but I didn’t realize what I was subconsciously trying to build was an emergency fund. I thought it was just savings. Savings are different from an emergency fund so I just started both.

• My cooking improved. Previously, I stuck to simple recipes. I made mostly pasta with Rao’s Alfredo or tomato sauce. I made fried rice with leftover white rice and curry. All the safe stuff. But then, things changed and I began to view cooking as a hobby and a way to take care of myself through healthy eating. I started buying a variety of protein like chicken gizzards and drumsticks as opposed to just eggs. I used greens like spinach and other vegetables like lettuce, broccoli, bell peppers and carrots. I elevated (actually also saved) my naija stew with crayfish and even built my own signature stew with coconut milk.

• I learned to manage my time better. I struggled with being able to allocate appropriate time for my activities for the longest time. I would tell myself that I would do activities a through e today, without thinking of how long each activity would take me, how much time I had, time for other essential activities that we don’t usually think about like rest, getting ready, or eating. As a result, usually, I ended up not getting everything done and I would feel bad. Now, I’ve learned to be more realistic with myself. There’s no way I can do class, mcat prep and then study without a break. And I remember that studying could take me three hours, not one. I also give myself buffer time for emergencies or any activity that could longer than usual. It’s been so much better planning things and getting them done.

• Understanding myself. To go off of that, I started understanding myself better. How my eating and sleeping habits work, a bit about my emotions and my interests. I started to notice how eating carb-heavy foods affect my energy levels, it makes me sluggish and sleepy. Poor sleep messes badly with my concentration, mood, and overall work efficiency. I can literally tell when I’ve had enough and just need to go to bed instead of trying to push through. I noticed I tend to get attached to people after meaningful and empathetic interactions. I mean like “you could be in my life forever, I don’t want to let you go” kind of attached. Awareness has made me better. I noticed that I learn better when there’s meaning or greater context and examples involved. I would be more interested in learning about how the electron transport chain works when you teach me that it ties beautifully into why we need oxygen to survive. I noticed that I enjoy serene things. A quiet house, simple meal, organized space — very niche to me. I noticed that I love caramel macchiato with my dear heart. Old age may not stand a chance in separating us. I also enjoy cooking a lot, making videos and wearing jeans.

• I worked as a teaching assistant all year! Y’all have to know how much I love this activity. I talked a bit about what it stands for to me in my previous article (Day in the life of a santa clara senior (spring edition!!). The labs run for about three hours and I absolutely love every second of it. To me, it’s rewarding to be able to simplify knowledge for other people to learn and to be the facilitator of a non-judgemental space where they need to be unapologetically ignorant about something, to struggle with it and to learn at their own pace. I’m learning everyday on how I can achieve this better but I do love it so much and I would choose to be in that position over and over again. I trust that I can be a better TA by being more prepared before the labs to be able to better help the students.

• I tried. I loved playing it safe. Only going for things or opportunities where it looked like I stood a chance or that didn’t require much. But this school year, I took a step forward. I applied to be on my school’s EMT team twice. I practiced very well for the interviews. I got rejected both times. I applied to join a research lab. I got rejected. But I built a lasting connection with the professor of the lab. She ended up writing me a letter of recommendation for an internship I got into! I showed persistence by applying multiple times and following up on the internship application I sent (which actually never got received but I was given grace to resubmit almost one month after the application deadline— talk about God). I also reached out to TA every single quarter, regardless of the competition. I almost didn’t get it for winter quarter because there were limited labs. In fact, I got rejected but because I was persistent and God is faithful, she reached out to me again when space became available. I interviewed multiple times even though I do not like interviews. I tried to become more coherent in my speech using ChatGPT for mock interviews and by recording myself. I really did try.

I’m sure there are so many accomplishments that I have not written down. We all have many of them, we just fail to see them most of the time. I hope that this piece gives you the boldness to acknowledge yourself for all the wonderful things you have done and the challenges you’ve overcome.

Where are you at in life? Tell me all about it, remember to focus on the awesome much more than you focus on the gruesome!

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Y’all already know as a Christian, I start my day with a prayer, thanking the Lord for the privilege of another day and asking for his guidance in the new day. After that, I read and send out good morning texts to my partner, who graduated from West Virginia two years ago, and my family, who also live on the east coast in Virginia. Yes, I know…I’m pretty far from home.

It’s Tuesday and it’s warm outside (good CA perks). About 75 degrees so I’m going to stick with something casual today. I also have two classes and work today– it’s a long day and I want to stay comfortable. I’ll be wearing my everyday beige and white striped tank top and regular jeans with my sneakers. Like I said, we’re prioritizing comfort today :)

PS: I ALWAYS HAVE A SWEATSHIRT OR HOODIE IN MY BAGPACK CAUSE YOU NEVER CAN TELL WITH CALIFORNIA WEATHER!

I live about ten minutes away from campus so I walk. I like walking to school because it kind of wakes me up for my 8:30am class and lets me sit with my thoughts and calibrate for the day. On my way to class, I stop by our on-campus cafe, early to rise, to grab my latte for my early morning caffeine boost. I like the cafe a lot because most of the time, it’s filled with college students trying to get work done and it’s so serene. Plus, they only serve breakfast items like waffles or eggs and pastries even up till 7pm when they close. Depending on how I’m feeling, I usually get the caramel or hazelnut swirl latte. I’m feeling caramel today so that’s what I got.

Since it’s the spring quarter of my final year, my academic load is a bit light (yes, I intentionally considered senioritis while planning). I’m only taking two classes. However, I also work part-time as a teaching assistant for a general chemistry laboratory, am participating in a year-long public health internship that is concluding soon and also shadowing an internal medicine physician in Sunnyvale (Yes, I am also pre-med lol). You might imagine that my Google Calendar looks like it’s on steroids but believe me when I say it only sounds incredibly hard to balance on paper. Once you get your groove, it’s not too bad. Today, I only have to tackle the two classes and the laboratory I TA for.

My classes this quarter are back-to-back and also on one end of campus, which I am actually grateful for. I get to finish classes early and focus on other stuff. Today, as always, my 8:30 and 9:15am poli sci classes went by pretty quickly because I am actually interested in them. One’s on international relations and the other is the philosophy of politics. They are pretty niche to my personality, I gotta say—deep and interactive in a meaningful way. My professors’ pedagogies are also impressive. They are experienced. Small talk, small talk :)

As as side note, I usually get asked why I chose to major in poli sci instead of a STEM field when I want to work in healthcare. And like I have always said, I’m just doing what I love. Unconventional but this is my life and God is in charge.

After my classes, I usually just chill out wherever I feel comfortable till 2pm, when I have work. Today, I actually remained in the west wing of campus where I had class. I don’t usually do that. I FTed my partner, we talked as I worked on homework, and had my homemade pasta and spinach for brunch. I usually try to review my notes after class but I didn’t quite get to that today. I did review but not quite. That’s okay.

Of course, y’all know time accelerates when you’re having fun so I needed to get to work at 2pm. The TA lab is not in the west wing so I had to walk ten minutes to the south wing where it is at. The lab runs for three hours and I absolutely love every second of it. To me, it’s rewarding to be able to simplify knowledge for other people to learn and to be the facilitator of a non-judgemental space where they need to be unapologetically ignorant about something, to struggle with it and to learn at their own pace. I’m learning everyday on how I can achieve this better but I do love it so much and I would choose to be in that position over and over again.

After lab, I walk back home because I love my evenings for personal head space and unwinding. Today, I chat with my apartment mates as I make and have dinner. For dinner, I went local with some amala and efo riro, which I made over the weekend. After that, I worked on some of my internship activities, and studied a bit. Before calling it a night, I called my eldest brother and he prayed for me (cutie). I wrapped everything up pretty early today because I can (haha!) and that amala did its job. Also, blogging about your day does take up energy.

Thanks for spending my day with me, I hope I didn’t bore you!

I’ll see you on the next one!!

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Author’s note

Y’all!! I really do make characters and stories up like this in my head. There’s so much creative potential so why not use it to write fiction. I have to say though that some things in Eniola’s life are also present in mine like attending Santa Clara University. Some things in her life are also absent in mine like being a poli sci major. I hope you did enjoy the read though!

Let me know if you have any ideas for future posts— Eniola or any other!

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What I think I mean is that I need to balance the rigor of life with my nerdy interests.

Because as a human being and a college student, all I get most of the time is the pressure to keep up with everything. This pressure can slowly start to take a toll on you. You start to feel the fatigue and boredom of doing hard things constantly and the frustration of their difficulty.

That’s where I am at right now. I’m in this “tired” phase.

But thanks be to God, that I do have a couple of nerdy interests. And, I want to share how these interests help me cope through seasons like these.

1. Nerd interest #1 — Word study (with a physical bible)

When you have a physical bible and notebook, colored pens and love the ever-new messages that come from abiding in the presence of the Lord, then you’d understand how word study can be a breath of fresh air. I enjoy word study in a dim ambience and in solitude (largely because that’s the way I’ve usually enjoyed it so far– could change later on, who knows?). This activity and set-up have their way of self-grounding me. It makes me happy and charged enough to keep up with life’s pressure. Most importantly, it also gives me an opportunity to commune with a personality that my existence is centered around, God. Spending time with such an influential Personality in my life, as you can imagine, is very integral to me not crashing out indefinitely.

2. Nerd interest #2 – Journaling

Writing has always been a form of art that I used to express myself. Over time, I have come to realize that even when there is nothing “creative” to write about, I still need to do it. Almost like it is a necessity I have to satisfy just like hunger or sleep. So, I journal. I journal about my desires, feelings, thoughts, and God. I write out what I think are the weirdest and funniest things, like my everyday coping statements like omo or God, I know you’re in charge to prayers, like God, help us in this life. I just keep expressing myself in written words because it always leaves me better than when I started, plus it’s one thing in this tedious life that I do well.

3. Nerd interest #3 – Resetting my space + organizing my stuff

Fourteen-year-old Adaeze would be shocked to know that vacuuming, wiping down my surfaces, arranging my bed and putting away my clothes have all gradually become activities that I not only enjoy doing but need to cope. There’s just something so integral about resetting my space weekly. It’s almost as if it resets everything else I need for motivation and calmness and I like it. Like honestly, it’s something I look forward to every week. Aside from resetting my space, organizing my stuff also grounds me. I like having my stuff where I like having them because it tells a good story of what’s going on in my life at a certain time. For example, the picture of reference below shows the top part of my desk arranged as it almost always is. My stationery holder and bible note are on my container. Lamp faced to the wall for dimmer lighting, indicating I am about to sleep. White board, paper towel and painting pushed to the wall, meaning they are not in use. The bottom part, on the other hand, is the active (and messy) part. My lunch box is on my table but tucked to the side in my attempt to be organized. My textbook is faced down which means it’s not in use. My bible is open so I was either about to study, just finished studying it or wanted to lock in on something (for some reason, that helps). My earbuds, stationery and class worksheet are where they ought to be. No definite place because they are used ever so often. I like it. This desk story sounds just like me –organized in a conventional way but sometimes, organized-messy.

That’s the list that keeps me going. What’s yours?

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From another unexpected grade to a gradual realization of a crumbling friendship..

One thing I did learn this month though is that I certainly cannot juggle life, so I’ve been making this prayer, “God, have mercy on me.”

Not cause of repentance (because that’s the main reason I would usually say this prayer) but because I’m just so incapable.

In April, I encountered situations that made me step down from my imaginary (or spiritual?) stool of self-sufficiency.

I learned to take a look at my Google calendar and just say, “Lord, have mercy.”

(By the way, I started using Google Calendar and all I have to say is God bless the souls that created that workspace.)

When I realize how much brain power I have to use and dedicated hours I have to spend studying, I just say, “Lord, have mercy.”

When I acknowledge that I can’t use my sense to follow God and walk in His plans, I pray the same prayer.

I pray this prayer because originally, I was never meant to do life alone— by my strength. But, regardless, I have always tried to. Now, truthfully, I’m exhausted.

In April, I got my first cfa meal of the quarter and probably the last because summer is coming. I want to make sure I’m not broke then. I also got a cfa t-shirt and they gave me a fan note card and some stickers along with it. I love that.

In April, I learned so much about God. And I have to say there is A LOT I still need to learn about Him. Trusting that He cannot mismanage my life, understanding that His ways aren’t tied to societal expectations or standards, knowing that He sees beyond today. These things are real. Those stories from Sunday school— Jonah in the fish’s belly, Paul and Silas in prison, Abraham almost sacrificing his son, David and Goliath? They are all real. They are stories of people who walked with my God, the same one I serve today. And now it’s my turn to live out a story with God that may seem ridiculous, risky and that stirs hesistancy. But that’s what I love about God, He’s unconventional yet never wrong.

In April, there were also some special programs in fellowship which were pivotal. I feel that I still have a lot to unpack from that. Lord, have mercy. However, the most important thing I would say I got directly from attending wasn’t even from the main messages. It was from the solemnity of the messages and my experience in the presence of God. It made me realize how lately I had been complacent in my walk with God. I had been viewing important things like word study and prayers like a routine, that I wasn’t even faithful to. God wasn’t even “feeling” like my best friend at some point. And I know it’s not about feelings but I knew I had to put in some effort on my side to brighten stuff between us.

It has gotten better. I’m definitely more intentional about righteousness. I have become more conscious about preaching the gospel and about praying and studying the word. I began to feel ease again between I and God even till I post this.

I learned that life almost never goes as planned and I find that annoying at a first glance. Then, I think about how we may never realize some of our capabilities and some possibilities if things always went as planned. Most importantly, we wouldn’t see the need to depend on God too. And honestly, I think life would even be more absurd if everything always went as planned.

I’ve lowkey given up. But I’m still here because I don’t give up. I just want to go home, eat chicken, sleep and laugh at my aunt and uncle’s funny jokes. However, some inner part of me still loves to challenge herself. Some part of me wants to be proud about her MCAT score in October 2026 knowing her God had mercy on her.

I don’t want to wing graduating excellently in June 2027. I don’t want to put in mediocre when I’m simply not crafted to and when God doesn’t expect me to (Colossians 3:23, 1 Corinthians 10:31). I want to keep trying my best till I die and I want to always trust God as I do it. I want to be happy trying. I don’t want to give up.

Colossians 3:23

Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters.

1 Corinthians 10:31

So whatever you eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God.

A little prayer, shall we?

God, I just want to say I’m extremely grateful because I know you’re always looking out for me. I know You helped me get a good grade in my 175 exam, I know You helped me prepare for that exam. I’m just overwhelmed with gratitude because I see You written all over my story. I don’t think I’m worth it but I’m glad that You love me so much. Help me to make You happy. Keep me abiding in You that I may bear fruit.

In Jesus name, Amen.

Alright…

I’m trying as much as possible to be on my devices less. I ordered a pink NIV Bible which is arriving early May so I don’t have to use the bible app. I got a notebook for fellowship so I won’t use my iPad. I deleted WhatsApp and Instagram from my phone to reduce the desire for quick dopamine.

Guys, God has just been faithful.

I’m satisfied about the way April went. Did I think it was the absolute best? No. Was God involved? Yes. Is that enough? Certainly.

And, I think that that is beginning to sit well with me because God? He is enough and overflowing.

Hi May, what do you bring?

How was your April, people? You know I love to hear from you always ❤️

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Today, I ignore the urge to instinctively reach out to my partner, Jeremiah, any of my close friends or even my twin brother, Will, to vent.

I decide to sit with myself and my thoughts this time. “I rarely do.” I think. And for some reason, I believe I need to make it a habit.

My heart rate’s a bit elevated because I just vacuumed the entire apartment and also brought the packet of water I ordered earlier upstairs from the delivery room.

But my heart is down casted.

I definitely think I’m not dumb in any way. I tell myself this often because it’s true and I believe it.

I think I’m worth competition with myself and inevitably…others. I think I’m worth the hustle to grow, to perform and to excel.

But my dreams? Sometimes, my circumstances make them feel too big. Too far fetched.

I sigh, get up and stroll to the bathroom to give my face a quick rinse.

I stand in front of the mirror and for a moment, I stand to stare at Esther, at me.

I pay attention to the details I miss often.

My eyes scan my hair and I notice it’s not as neat as it was when it was originally braided three weeks ago.

My lips are still wet from my eos lip balm and my cheeks oily from the day’s grind.

Then, I stare at myself, straight into my eyes.

I am tired. Tired of waiting, of pushing, of trying my best, of thinking. My eyes and my heart say it all.

I turn on the tap and let the cold water flow as I wait for the hot water.

I wish life was more eventful than being heartbroken and disappointed at times. Then, waiting, striving for and living in a moment when you are not, only to one day be heartbroken and disappointed again.

I wish progress was…linear sometimes.

I place my hands, palms down under the running water. It’s hot now. As it begins to sting, I turn my palms upward. I keep doing that for a while before I finally say out loud,

“God, I read somewhere that even “God, I don’t know what to pray about is a prayer.”” I sigh. “I don’t know what to pray about.”

Then, I go into silence again.

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Today, I had a brief moment when reality dawned on me. It felt like, “I’M STUDYING TO TAKE THE MCAT IN A FEW MONTHS. I’M ACTUALLY TRYING TO BECOME A DOCTOR.”

The Medical College Admissions Test (MCAT) is probably one of the most gruesome tests in existence. That’s not an exaggeration. The testing time is 6hrs 15mins but the total time including breaks is ~7hrs 30 mins. The exam has about 230 passage-based and discrete questions split among four sections, including physics, biochemistry and some other intimidating STEM classes.

And at random times recently, it keeps occurring to me that I’m actually letting myself pass through this because of my passion. Sounds so unreal, brave and adult-y.

The other reality check I’ve been experiencing is the fact that I’m graduating from college next year. Like I would no longer be enrolled at a 4-year, people would start asking me “what next?”, and I’ll be in the job/grad-school seeking pool of adults.

There are a couple of different things or people that are amplifying this feeling of reality.

First of all, me. I’m someone who is constantly looking forward to the next thing. What the new week holds, what summer 2026 would look like, how I envision my post-college life. I’m a planner. I’m a happy one too because I don’t think it causes me to delay gratification or not live in the present moment. Nevertheless, I’ll be more mindful that it doesn’t cause that.

Anyway, because I’m usually looking forward to the next thing, I am anticipating the bitter-sweet life of being a senior (I know, I’m weird). So, the realization that those events would one day play out have space to intrude my mind now.

The other thing is just the flow of life. You’re in one season but the structures of life already need you thinking about the next. I recently worked on applications for programs happening in the summer and in my senior year. At the same time, I’m thinking ahead for summer storage plans. And senior year housing too. And let’s not forget about thinking about different classes required to graduate even though graduation is more than a year away. In short, most human structures are filled with diligent planning for the future served with a side of subtle reminders of life getting real.

Awesome…I feel lighter from the soft vent.

I guess I’m writing about this to express that I like these reality checks a little bit. It means I’m one step closer to becoming who and what I plan to be. I know that time, on its own, doesn’t bring me closer to that future Ada, my effort and decisions in the present moment do.

So, don’t worry, I’m locked in. I’m working hard and smart to be locked in.

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For all have sinned, and come short of the glory of God;” Romans‬ ‭3‬:‭23‬ ‭

I’m just a redeemed lady, with a wretched past, whom God had mercy on.

So, I need help remembering that I’m not better than you, reading this.

That I need a perpetual dose of surrender to the Most High.

That without Him, I can do absolutely nothing.

That I need prayer, Bible study, and the body of Christ as community.

That I’m not recreated because I figured it out, but because He lives in me.

That I am in fact all I am by Him, for Him, and through Him.

All of it — seen and unseen.

Is it the peace, serenity, clarity and vision to remain in Him despite chaos or through temptations?

Is it the talent of writing, the ability to be reflective and observant, or an intelligent mind to envision or execute?

Is it the confidence and exponential self-growth?

All by Him, for Him and through Him.

My life is such an imperfect perfect story.

And to think that I pull it off by my capabilities. That I keep grinding every single day because I put in the work or I’m doing it right. What a silly thing.

So today when the Holy Spirit reminded me of Romans 8:23 out of the blues, it humbled me. “I really just was a sinner who got saved. I am a girl who He has mercy on, every single day.” I thought. I repented afterwards.

Now, I’m praying, Lord, that You humble me. Help me see that the earth is just full of people, including me, who need You. Help me to understand that just as we have all come short of the glory of God, now that we have You within us, we are all trying to live reveal Your glory.

Help me see that because You’ve allowed me to know You, I’m more of a servant to do Your works than a saint. Help me to be desperate for You. Help me to be desperately lowly.

In Jesus name, Amen.

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I remember reading my Bible at random moments during the day and getting great understanding.

I remember getting back my midterm and it not being so bad after all. In March, I got good grades in all my classes, 1A and 2Bs.

I remember creating my first voice-over and getting so much positive feedback about it. I remember creating so many other videos till today.

I remember spring creeping in, and I could start wearing short sleeves again.

I remember having a 45 min convo with a good friend of mine on a Friday morning (that made me late to class by the way lol). But it made me feel loved and safe. I remember having so many other conversations with friends after that, longer and shorter. People can be blessings.

I remember TAing and being in love with the privilege of simplifying knowledge for others to understand. The privilege of being able to wisely help others out of the difficulty of ignorance. I remember volunteering at the hospital and staying aware of what ignites my passions for healthcare. I remember feeling how impatient it can be to attend to ill and demanding people.

I remember getting paid, which translates to saving intentionally for plans and emergencies.

I remember being told by a wise man (my dad), “Keep trying till you pass out.”

In March, I fell sick with a full-blown cold, which I still think is a ridiculous thing to happen in spring.

My professor told me he was proud of me.

I got two new Lucky Brand jeans and a cute pair of blue Birkenstock-style sandals. I also got my MCAT review books.

I took down my dirty old twists and got new ones done.

I thought about pregnancy for some time because one of my favorite people on Substack had a baby.

I thought about my future a lot cause in March, I was working on a lot of things about that.

I spent my spring break in LA with my family. I had so much fun. My uncle and aunt are so funny.

I picked up my workout routine again. This time, I’m focusing on consistency more than results. Consistency will bring the results I want.

I started practicing my speech with ChatGPT by answering questions I’m asked. My cohesiveness is improving greatly, but I still make mistakes. I’m comfortable with that.

I had boba a couple of times. I cut down on coffee.

I thought hard.

I slowed down.

I felt loved. I felt smart. I felt beautiful. I am smart and beautiful.

I felt confused. I was disappointed. I was happy.

I failed, I came back.

I felt discouraged, but I received adequate support.

I laughed hard. I was at the brink of tears.

I read. I wrote.

I believed. I prayed.

I worked hard. I worked very hard. I worked smart. I procrastinated.

March was eventful and fun; I liked it for what it was. It felt like a life story in 31 days—ups existing with downs. Perfect life story, hm?

March was great, but I know it can only be the work of the Lord. I can’t wait to continuously see His hand in my life and give Him credit for it.

What’s up, April? What do you bring?

How was your March, people? I would love to hear about it in the comments.

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