<script data-pm-proxy="intercept"></script><?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0" xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" xmlns:googleplay="http://www.google.com/schemas/play-podcasts/1.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[That Adeolaꨄ︎]]></title><description><![CDATA[Yapaholic uprising😊💜]]></description><link>https://thatadeola.substack.com</link><image><url>https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!vrQm!,w_256,c_limit,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fb28f0f5b-4d63-4f0c-94c7-a776aae90ae8_636x850.jpeg</url><title>That Adeolaꨄ︎</title><link>https://thatadeola.substack.com</link></image><generator>Substack</generator><lastBuildDate>Fri, 04 Sep 2026 15:31:41 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/__u/thatadeola.substack.com/feed" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><copyright><![CDATA[That Adeola]]></copyright><language><![CDATA[en]]></language><webMaster><![CDATA[thatadeola@substack.com]]></webMaster><itunes:owner><itunes:email><![CDATA[thatadeola@substack.com]]></itunes:email><itunes:name><![CDATA[That Adeolaꨄ︎]]></itunes:name></itunes:owner><itunes:author><![CDATA[That Adeolaꨄ︎]]></itunes:author><googleplay:owner><![CDATA[thatadeola@substack.com]]></googleplay:owner><googleplay:email><![CDATA[thatadeola@substack.com]]></googleplay:email><googleplay:author><![CDATA[That Adeolaꨄ︎]]></googleplay:author><itunes:block><![CDATA[Yes]]></itunes:block><item><title><![CDATA[Gist! ]]></title><description><![CDATA[They were after my life&#128557;]]></description><link>https://thatadeola.substack.com/p/gist</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://thatadeola.substack.com/p/gist</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[That Adeolaꨄ︎]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 02 Sep 2026 19:50:37 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!vrQm!,w_256,c_limit,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fb28f0f5b-4d63-4f0c-94c7-a776aae90ae8_636x850.jpeg" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was in senior secondary school 1 when I met this girl, I didn't like her. She wasn't my kind of person, I knew it when I saw her rubbing roll-on on her hijab! A big turn off for me&#129318;</p><p>Apparently she was going to be my seat mate. And yes I already disliked her before she sat down&#127773;</p><p></p><p>As if I wasn't punished enough, my best friend liked her and she wanted her to follow us around &#129318; Kai Kai</p><p>IJ showed me shege with that girl. Eventually the girl and I started talking and she had this friend she was really close with that she does everything with. </p><p></p><p>Then there was this day when I randomly entered the class and said something about a corn farm next to my house. I was playing with everyone in the class to come over and we should roast the corn together and the owner would beat us all together, everyone laughed it off</p><p>In the evening, of the same day, the girl and her close friend came to my house, mind you, my mom doesn't like them at all. They came to knock, my mom was around, I was asking what they wanted when I noticed the sacks. They said they wanted to cut the corn. </p><p>The corn??</p><p>My head was spinning in circles. </p><p>Which corn?</p><p>Are you guys drunk?</p><p>Does these girls want to put me in trouble??</p><p>I told them I was just joking and if they want to go and cut, they should cut it and let the owner come to meet them there. My mom asked when I came in and I lied to her that they wanted to cut scent leaves (shebi supposed tell her?&#129318;)</p><p></p><p>Omo these girls cut it oh&#128557;</p><p>They even had mind to full the sacks&#129318; someone saw one of them jumping the fence to come out and came to report to me that my friends were stealing and that was after they left&#128553;</p><p>Guyyyyy, I went to look for them in their house to collect it back oh</p><p>To cut the long story short, the proprietress of my school heard of it and called us to ask us questions. </p><p>If you see the way these girls were lieing &#128557;&#128557;&#128557;</p><p>I was about to accept the blame that I called them as I heard they were already saying I was the one that cut it for them. Nibo? </p><p>God forbid! </p><p>I tell you (jokingly sef) you con steal am dey talk say na me cut am? God forbid </p><p>I kuku deny everything </p><p>No be me una go put for talk </p><p></p><p></p><p>I just said I should confess&#129335;</p><p>I told them about it but I didn't expect them to come&#128553;</p><p>Bye&#127939;</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[30 Random things about me ]]></title><description><![CDATA[I'm hoping on the trend too&#128541;]]></description><link>https://thatadeola.substack.com/p/30-random-things-about-me</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://thatadeola.substack.com/p/30-random-things-about-me</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[That Adeolaꨄ︎]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 28 Aug 2026 23:08:01 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!vrQm!,w_256,c_limit,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fb28f0f5b-4d63-4f0c-94c7-a776aae90ae8_636x850.jpeg" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>1.My name is Adeola, it means "crown of wealth" </p><p>I love loveee my name&#128553;</p><p>Especially when I'm called "Adeeeeeee" with the long eeeeeee&#129325;</p><div><hr></div><p>2. I'm Yoruba from Ondo state</p><p> And I don't look Yoruba at all (according to a lot of people)</p><div><hr></div><p>3. I'm in my late tens&#128579;</p><p>Don't be shocked abeg&#128553;</p><div><hr></div><p>4. I grew up in Lagos and Ogun state, Nigeria </p><p>We lived in Lagos before we relocated to Ogun state </p><p>One of my mom's decisions that is still not sitting well with me&#128557;</p><div><hr></div><p>5. I'm an only child</p><p>Na only me my mama born!</p><p>I'm open to siblings sha&#128579;</p><p>Older ones abeg, make I dey do the billings&#128541;</p><div><hr></div><p>6. I'm an introvert that always yap&#129318;&#128514;</p><p>I don't like going out at all&#128553;</p><p>It's like you&#8217;re trying to kill me&#128557;</p><p>But when in the comfort of my people, or you meet me on substack, chai chai.......</p><p>Let's just leave it this way</p><div><hr></div><p>7.I love purple &#128553;&#128156;</p><p>I am obsessed with the color, I'm planning on buying a purple SUV Wrangler, you guys can start gathering money with me sha *Chrissy share the offering basket round*</p><div><hr></div><p>8. My dream car is a SUV Wrangler </p><p>Have you seen the way the car suspends? I can use it to match  <span class="mention-wrap" data-attrs="{&quot;name&quot;:&quot;Writefully_Chrissy.&quot;,&quot;id&quot;:529971721,&quot;type&quot;:&quot;user&quot;,&quot;url&quot;:null,&quot;photo_url&quot;:null,&quot;uuid&quot;:&quot;d9b81ddb-98a7-4262-a0fc-c5b68bb8ca68&quot;}" data-component-name="MentionToDOM"></span>'s head</p><div><hr></div><p>9. I love bread and beans </p><p>Jesus&#128582;</p><p>Don't let go into details of what that combo can do in your life </p><div><hr></div><p>10. I'm very playful but intentional </p><p>I love playing, people hardly see me serious, but you see when I get serious?&#128514; I still play&#129394;</p><div><hr></div><p>11. I'm very observant </p><p>I'd see the little bird poop at the top of your head, I'd notice the last screenshot had a different wallpaper......</p><p>Things I don't want to know but somehow I know them </p><div><hr></div><p>12. I'm also very sensitive </p><p>This is supposed to be number one&#128517;</p><p>I can cry, when they call someone a cry baby, it is me&#128514;</p><div><hr></div><p>13. I love movies </p><p>Take me to the movies and you're working your way to my heart already&#128555;</p><p>Especially when it's an Italian movie &#128156;&#129318;</p><div><hr></div><p>14. I'm very curious</p><p>Me?  I can literally ask anything</p><p>I'd stop you mid sentence and ask you questions </p><div><hr></div><p>15. I'm beautiful </p><p>All I can say is, Dotti the deity sang Orekelewa for me&#129325;&#128156;</p><div><hr></div><p>16. I love calls</p><p>I want to hear you speak, I want to hear your filler words, I want to get used to the words you can't do without.</p><p>I want to hear the sound of your giggles or how you sound when you feel disappointed </p><p>I want to know you, through calls....</p><div><hr></div><p>17. I enjoy word play </p><p>No matter how much I stay without someone to talk to, once I see someone interested in my yapping, I'd want to express myself in the most possible ways. I usually end up with pun&#127770;</p><div><hr></div><p>18. I love mixing languages</p><p>Spanish, English, Pidgin and a lil bit of Yoruba</p><p>And i don't just stop at speaking them, I write with them too</p><div><hr></div><p>19. I am very blunt</p><p>Yesssss, this part....</p><p>People mistake me for someone that is calm and "she likes play too much" </p><p>In as much as I play a lot, I can be very blunt </p><p>And there's a thin line between me being blunt and me disrespecting you (that's if some boundaries are crossed, of course)</p><div><hr></div><p>20. I'm into romance</p><p>Who on substack doesn't know that "that Adeola" loves romance?</p><div><hr></div><p>21. I love Italy</p><p>My love for romance made me discover Italy </p><p>Asides France, the second most romantic place in the world is Italy&#128524;</p><p>I plan on going there some time&#128579;&#128541;</p><div><hr></div><p>22. I don't wear bra</p><p>Nobody cares but I hate bras&#128553;</p><p>I don't breathe with them on&#129318;</p><div><hr></div><p>23. I love gist</p><p>Amebo, eke, gist, tea, spill it!</p><p>Once you have juicy talks, bring them to me!!</p><p>Even if it's about me&#128579;</p><div><hr></div><p>24. I love my mom so much </p><p>Asides, being the only one I have, the woman dey tryyyyy</p><p>Kai I'm so proud of being her daughter </p><p>Shout out to my mother jare&#127801;&#10024;</p><div><hr></div><p>25. I don't have a daddy anymore </p><p>And I miss him, my fat batman&#128578; </p><p>I don't want to be seeing accept my condolences for my comment section abeg</p><div><hr></div><p>26. I loveeeeeee substack so muchhhhh&#128557;&#128156;&#127801;</p><p>This is the best app I've ever been on, in my entire life!</p><p>I'm definitely going to pick my guests and maybe my bridesmaids on this app&#129325; (maybe my husband too&#129401;)</p><div><hr></div><p>27. When I like someone, I like them so hard&#128557;</p><p>And the opposite of this side of me is worse&#128578;.</p><div><hr></div><p>28. I love junks&#128582;</p><p>Junks flows in my blood, name the kind of biscuits you want you'd see it in my blood&#128555;</p><p>And you see that Extreme Grab n Go?, you can kidnap me with it</p><div><hr></div><p>29. My relationship with God </p><p>It is one I'd call a prodigal daughter's story</p><p>No matter how long I stayed out, He'd still want me back </p><p>He loves me sooooo much and He always shows it&#128524;</p><p>I really want Him to use me for His glory</p><div><hr></div><p>30. I want to run away from my house</p><p>My school not even an option&#128557;</p><p>No where to go&#128557;</p><p></p><p>There it is&#128532;</p><blockquote><p>Probably not all my randoms&#10024;&#127801;</p></blockquote>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Live with Her own person🥺❤️]]></title><description><![CDATA[A recording from That Adeola&#43524;&#65038; and Her own person&#129402;&#10084;&#65039;'s live video]]></description><link>https://thatadeola.substack.com/p/live-with-her-own-person</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://thatadeola.substack.com/p/live-with-her-own-person</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[That Adeolaꨄ︎]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 28 Aug 2026 19:48:53 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://api.substack.com/feed/podcast/213197398/97d158df28429f27b673b9281d21c3a2.mp3" length="0" type="audio/mpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="install-substack-app-embed install-substack-app-embed-web" data-component-name="InstallSubstackAppToDOM"><img class="install-substack-app-embed-img" src="/__u/substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!59Xj!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F6e5a5b63-8dc7-40e6-b524-0fec02812378_716x696.jpeg"><div class="install-substack-app-embed-text"><div class="install-substack-app-header">Get more from That Adeola&#43524;&#65038; in the Substack app</div><div class="install-substack-app-text">Available for iOS and Android</div></div><a href="/__u/substack.com/app/app-store-redirect?utm_campaign=app-marketing&amp;utm_content=author-post-insert&amp;utm_source=thatadeola" target="_blank" class="install-substack-app-embed-link"><button class="install-substack-app-embed-btn button primary">Get the app</button></a></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[ME]]></title><description><![CDATA[Who I am according to Meta AI]]></description><link>https://thatadeola.substack.com/p/me</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://thatadeola.substack.com/p/me</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[That Adeolaꨄ︎]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 30 Jul 2026 00:49:20 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!vrQm!,w_256,c_limit,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fb28f0f5b-4d63-4f0c-94c7-a776aae90ae8_636x850.jpeg" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I opened Meta AI and I typed</p><p>Describe me as a Bible verse </p><p>It picked Proverbs 31: 25</p><p>"She is clothed with strength and dignity; she can laugh at the days to come" </p><p></p><p>Describe me as a flower </p><p>It says Hibiscus </p><p>It claims it grows anywhere, even on tough soil</p><p></p><p>Describe me as a color</p><p>It says Deep Maroon+Warm Gold</p><p>Maroon is strong, grounded and mature then Gold is hope and healing </p><p>Together; Royalty that survived</p><p></p><p>Describe me as a season </p><p>It says</p><p>Late raining season turning into harmattan </p><p></p><p>Describe me as a country </p><p>Nigeria </p><p>Resilient+survivor spirit </p><p>Strong but warm heart</p><p>Rich culture, deep roots </p><p>Always rebuilding </p><p></p><p>Describe me as a food </p><p>It sees me as Jollof rice+fried plantain+stewed chicken </p><p>Everyone gathers for jollof and that's me, I am the center</p><p>Fried plantain; sweet because it went through heat</p><p>Stewed chicken; once you taste it, you remember. People always remember me </p><p></p><p>Describe me as a scent </p><p>Shea butter+cloves+rain on dry earth </p><p></p><p>Describe me as an object </p><p>It says "Cast iron pot" ikoko</p><p>Cause I'm strong and unbreakable, gets better with time </p><p></p><p>Describe me as a feeling </p><p>Peace after storm </p><p></p><p>Describe me as an element </p><p>Earth+fire together </p><p>Grounding and solid </p><p>Resilient for fire</p><p></p><p>Describe me as a character </p><p>It said Nollywood "strong mama"+Marvel's "wolverine" </p><p></p><p>Describe me as an animal </p><p>It sees me as a lioness and an elephant mixed together </p><p>A fierce protector with a matriarch energy </p><p></p><p>Describe me as a cartoon </p><p>Elasticgirl from The Incredibles+mama from Bino and Fino</p><p></p><p>Describe me as a song</p><p>Blessings by Travis Greene and God of breakthroughs by Sinach with a mix of ojuelegba by Wizkid </p><p></p><p>Describe me as a real life character </p><p>Viola Davis </p><p></p><p>Describe me as a Bible character </p><p>Ruth </p><p>The proverbs 31 woman </p><p>Shiphrah and Puah</p><p></p><p>PS: I am strong&#128156;&#127800;</p><p>See you in the next one,</p><p>Adeola &#128156; </p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Thrice bitten, once shy ]]></title><description><![CDATA[How it all ended today]]></description><link>https://thatadeola.substack.com/p/thrice-bitten-once-shy</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://thatadeola.substack.com/p/thrice-bitten-once-shy</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[That Adeolaꨄ︎]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 26 Jul 2026 20:28:07 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!2blV!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F1885331a-081b-4d8a-9628-cacca3607fe3_720x397.jpeg" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I don't know how to start this article but I need to get it off my chest</p><p></p><p>Whenever I hear the phrase "once bitten, twice shy", I laugh not because I'm crazy (yes I am crazy) but because I can never relate with it</p><p></p><p>I envy people who are "twice shy". </p><p>Habibi was with me before my jamb exam. We had started dating in like March or April but before my exam he started misbehaving </p><p></p><p>My exam was in July he started behaving suspicious, and as a curious person, I wanted to know what was wrong with my man. I tried talking to him but the attention was no longer there, he didn't want me anymore and he made it very obvious </p><p></p><p>I met him when he was in one of his lowest, he was caught sleeping with a girl in church (shey na that person I suppose dey with&#129318;) and they wanted to send him out of church (he was living in church) </p><p>My step dad was the chairman of church who helped put in a word for him and somehow he still remained in the church </p><p>In the meantime I was still trying to navigate my way in the church when I noticed him, yes he's good looking but something just screams RUN</p><p>Guess what </p><p>I didn't &#128514;</p><p></p><p>We talked one of the evenings my step dad had numerous meeting to attend </p><p>And yes, I wasn't supposed to be talking to him but I did. I had this thing for bad boys(he wasn't a boy tho) we spoke about a lot of things and he appeared to have sense like he could communicate well. We clicked and I secretly collected his username on Facebook and messaged him </p><p></p><p>That was when I was supposed to back out cause wtf am I doing with a 26 year old adult at that my small age! </p><p>Common sense flew away from the both of us, I did things I didn't know I'd do for anyone &#128555;</p><p></p><p>On his 27th birthday, I wrote I love you in 27 languages! </p><p>When you hear it it's just a romantic girlfriend doing what she would do normally but guess what? </p><p>He wasn't into me </p><p>He just liked me (chimo&#128557;)</p><p>He waved it off by saying something about it being cute but he's a nonchalant kind&#128555;</p><p>-*Me wey use button phone type that thing, you think say e easy?!*-</p><p></p><p>I accepted my predicament but I think the &#8220;I love you&#8221; thingy touch am small </p><p>He started greeting first in the mornings, telling me how he doesn't like his HR, how his day went, how he wants to change job, and Omo, I loved the attention </p><p></p><p></p><p>But he wanted me for my body(looking at it now, that's the way I'm seeing it)</p><p>As a thick girl I get a lot of compliments and remarks and nonsense remarks too so I wasn't surprised when he said when he comes to my house, we'd end up sexing (this is the way I remember it, Mr man&#128530;)</p><p>I laughed it off thinking he was bluffing </p><p>He gave me grace of the first time and second but you see that third?&#129319;</p><p></p><p>I don't remember it vividly but he wasn't too rough or too gentle at first, he was following his rhythm (his rhythm not mine!)</p><p>I cried my eyes that day</p><p>It wasn't my first but I had this thing (I'd talk about it soon)</p><p>I don't like sex</p><p>I'd cry so much, you'd almost want to hate sex</p><p></p><p>Half of the time we were sexing, he was apologizing </p><p>He didn't understand but he was sorry </p><p>After the do, he cleaned me up but I was still crying&#128579;</p><p>He tried asking but I didn't tell him anything </p><p></p><p>The next time he was coming, he told me to my face, we were going to sex, and he begged me not to cry</p><p>Omo I brawled my eyes out </p><p>You'd think he wasn't the last person I had sex with </p><p>I really wanted to stop crying </p><p></p><p>It went on like that till on day, he accidentally told me of an affair he had with his ex when she came to sleep over, I may be young but I knew what I wanted</p><p>I didn't shout, I didn't cry I was numb</p><p>He apologized and claimed he was sorry </p><p>But the thing is, he said she was pregnant (it's not like I believe anything coming out of his mouth)</p><p>How was I to deal with a boyfriend that has a pregnant shyla outside and I'm the main babe! </p><p></p><p>I was younger so I adviced him to tell her to keep it (good wife material&#129319;)</p><p>She aborted it(that's what he said)</p><p>We continued our life like that didn't disrupt my feelings for him </p><p></p><div class="captioned-image-container"><figure><a 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me&#128557;</figcaption></figure></div><p>Two weeks to my exam, he started acting funny, he stopped texting or calling always busy or wanting to sleep&#128555;</p><p>I knew the relationship was over</p><p>I tried saving it but I got heartbroken a week to my exam </p><p>I didn't read for the exam at all neither did I do past questions</p><p>Plus heartbreak?&#129319;</p><p>I passed tho (one of the reasons I say God is underrated)</p><p></p><p>He was the first person I told my score to claiming even if he broke my heart he didn't break Adeola </p><p>He was happy for me and I was happy with myself</p><p></p><p>Fast forward to this year</p><p>I was having issues with my boyfriend in school and e be like say the relationship dey on top unicycle wey dey wire wey them dey use dry cloth &#129319;</p><p>I randomly remembered him and reached out</p><p>We started talking again and mumu me was falling again </p><p>After I promised myself not to like him anymore </p><p>The time I realized I was losing myself to him again and I started crying </p><p></p><p>I wanted to heal from my boyfriend (my ex now) and healing from him too? </p><p>Habibi's relationship the most disturbing relationship I've ever had</p><p>Someone once said "you are vulnerable to him and he's quite aware" when I heard this I cried like crazy(I'm a cry baby &#129319;)</p><p>Habibi was doing me more harm than good </p><p></p><p>My relationship with my boyfriend then crumpled and he (Habibi)was there I didn't know who to talk to and he was looking convincing </p><p>Na so I enter again </p><p>He was not fully committed and I knew it but I needed to feel loved</p><p>He still didn't make me feel loved, he promised to change and I gave him grace</p><p>I thought he was going to change </p><p>We sexed again </p><p>I regretted and I promised myself it'll be the last time </p><p>Because my eye don clear </p><p>He showed me shege again </p><p>/Thrice bitten, once shy/</p><p>PS: It took everything in me to block him this afternoon&#129319;</p><p></p><p>See you in the next one, </p><p>Adeola &#128156;</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Looking for a Father Figure ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Sometimes it's not my fault.....]]></description><link>https://thatadeola.substack.com/p/looking-for-a-father-figure</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://thatadeola.substack.com/p/looking-for-a-father-figure</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[That Adeolaꨄ︎]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 19 Jul 2026 15:47:23 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!vrQm!,w_256,c_limit,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fb28f0f5b-4d63-4f0c-94c7-a776aae90ae8_636x850.jpeg" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I didn't choose to be your sister </p><p>Infact I don't want to be your sister! </p><p>I don't want to be entangled in your family&#128557;</p><p>I just want to be happy </p><p></p><p>After I lost my dad eight years ago, my mom has always been looking for a father figure, not to replace my dad but to help me with "the issues of life" </p><p></p><p>Yes she had a good motive but she couldn't find a good man</p><p></p><p>Over the years she had boyfriends, some that came over and others we went over. My memory of the former lovers are quite blur but I remember one who's house was so far away from our place it was more like we were relocating. </p><p>We spent 18 hours on the journey and like you can imagine, the relationship didn't last</p><p>There was another, I got to know him when he was sick, like sick sick. I felt like he died after we left but I was too young to ask (I can't bring it up now&#128580;)</p><p></p><p>There were several of them; one Ghanian, a man I don't remember his name, a police man.... </p><p></p><p>Then there was this one I thought was going to stay long but........ </p><p>Lemme gist you before going back to my story</p><p>So this man is a politician in the area and he liked my mom, like he was so fond of her&#128514;</p><p>I was also fond of him, he brought gifts anytime he comes over and I guess that's what they use to bribe me then (Come to think of it, why are they always sending me out to play when he arrives?&#128555;&#128579;)</p><p></p><p>And then God wanted me to know what was happening behind the closed doors-or the devil</p><p></p><p>He came bearing gifts as usual but my mom told him I was asleep, I wasn't oh. Was waiting for them to start doing whatever they usually do. </p><p></p><p>I heard sounds and let my imagination run wild then I remembered the videos I saw on my talking drum teacher's phone, I was hearing the same sound coming from the phone so I knew they were doing what she always warned me against </p><p></p><p>I came out of my room, knocking heavily on her door threatening to break it down. I guess t'was my body moving on it own accord&#128514; </p><p>Like what was I even saying? </p><p>Break down the door?? </p><p>With those tiny things I called fist? </p><p>Burst my head&#128514;</p><p></p><p>As I was still banging the door, I peeped from the hole in the door and I saw the man's bumbum&#129762; </p><p>I burst in tears</p><p>I didn't know why I did but I was crying when the man opened the door</p><p>He wanted to touch me but I screamed</p><p>He knew best to leave the house </p><p></p><p>By the time I got quiet, she couldn't look me in the eye then she started telling me he wanted to marry her bla bla bla trying to justify what they just did </p><p>I wasn't having it at all</p><p>I entered my room and cried myself to sleep </p><p>What I was supposed to be doing&#129394;</p><p></p><p>The next time I saw him was in a CDA meeting and to my surprise he has a wife&#129324;&#128545;</p><p>I still see him once in a while around but dares not to come to my house ever!</p><p>Now where was I? </p><p></p><p>Yes</p><p></p><p>She wants me to be happy but I think I'm happy with just her&#129394;</p><p>After the Politician, she stayed holy for a while, didn't introduce any new uncle to me and I thought she had learnt her lesson </p><p></p><p>There was one before the politician that was making my life hell, he always wanted my mom that she barely had time for herself talk less of me! </p><p>I am such a crazy person-even from the onset </p><p>I threatened to kill myself with knife if he didn't leave my mom&#128514;</p><p>He didn't care </p><p>And so did she</p><p>I think that when I started having suicidal thoughts </p><p>I cut myself so much that whenever I go to the hospital, doctors complain of shortage of blood</p><p>She didn't know and she still doesn't know</p><p>That's a story for another day&#129319;</p><p></p><p>Then after the Politician there's this one and we're currently still here</p><p>He has four children, all boys </p><p>Two older than me, two younger&#129764;</p><p>His wife is dead </p><p>At least he's not cheating on his wife</p><p>They are one crazy family with a lot of dark secrets </p><p>And I'm one crazy one who doesn't go down without a fight</p><p>They are making my life hell and I'm about to show them I've gone through fire and I still came out victorious </p><p></p><p>PS: I really hope my mom realize I don't need these men, I just want her</p><p></p><p>See you in the next one, </p><p>Adeola &#128156;</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Loved On Paper, Lonely in Real Life ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Hey,]]></description><link>https://thatadeola.substack.com/p/loved-on-paper-lonely-in-real-life</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://thatadeola.substack.com/p/loved-on-paper-lonely-in-real-life</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[That Adeolaꨄ︎]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 14 Jul 2026 07:23:31 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!vrQm!,w_256,c_limit,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fb28f0f5b-4d63-4f0c-94c7-a776aae90ae8_636x850.jpeg" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m in a relationship.  </p><p>On the outside it looks fine. We text. We make plans. </p><p>But on the inside?  </p><p>I feel&#8230; unseen.  </p><p>Really it&#8217;s not that anything big happened. There was no fight, no cheating(at least that I know of).</p><p>Just me yelling everyday, trying to teach him how to love me.</p><p>It&#8217;s the small things. The conversations that feel empty. The affection that feels like an afterthought. Like he's doing me out of pity.</p><p>The way I can sit next to someone and still feel alone.</p><p>And the worst part is I keep questioning myself.  </p><p>Am I asking for too much? Am I being dramatic? Should I be grateful it&#8217;s not worse?</p><p>Loving someone and not feeling loved back is a quiet kind of grief. Lovelorn&#128557;</p><p>You start to be angry at everything and even nothing. You tell yourself &#8220;it&#8217;s okay&#8221; until you&#8217;re not even sure what &#8220;okay&#8221; feels like anymore.</p><p>I don&#8217;t know if I should stay and continue talking, or leave and heal.</p><p>I don't know what to do&#128557;&#128557;&#128557;</p><p>I know I deserve to feel loved. Not just claimed. Not just kept</p><p>Actually loved. The safe, warm, chosen kind.</p><p>PS: i feel numb already </p><p>See you in the next one,  </p><p>Adeola&#128156;</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Predegree Diaries: Tears, Gbas Gbos, and 8am Lectures]]></title><description><![CDATA[Roommates Palava]]></description><link>https://thatadeola.substack.com/p/predegree-diaries-tears-gbas-gbos</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://thatadeola.substack.com/p/predegree-diaries-tears-gbas-gbos</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[That Adeolaꨄ︎]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 10 Jul 2026 23:59:22 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!vrQm!,w_256,c_limit,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fb28f0f5b-4d63-4f0c-94c7-a776aae90ae8_636x850.jpeg" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yes I wasn't in 100level&#128530;</p><p></p><p>My plan? </p><p>Finish secondary school, enter my school of choice (Lasu), finish my 4 years program then start up work to be able to fund my master's degree&#128541;</p><p>But life had other plans </p><p></p><p>I ended up in LASU but not studying my desired course, doing Predegree &#128555;</p><p>I didn't want to face the shame of waiting another year for jamb. It's not like I failed, 237, was enough for the course I wanted to study, but I wasn't chosen (many were called, few were chosen).</p><p></p><p>I had two options, do Part-time or Predegree Studies. How am I to explain to people that I didn't have class on most days?? </p><p></p><p>I went with Predegree Studies oh. </p><p></p><p>I was excited that I was finally going to leave the comfort of my home and experience life &#8220;small&#8221;.</p><p>I packed my luggages with so much excitement. My mom (I only have my mom) booked us a driver to pick us from our house to the school, we didn't know the way, we got to lasued instead of Lasu &#128514; </p><p></p><p>My mom made me come down to make inquiry, na so I see one fine boy oh&#128541;. She spoilt the moment, shouting I should walk fast. I spotted a man and he helped us find our way to Lasu. </p><p>Finally. </p><p></p><p>We got there, did some registrations and then found our way to my hostel. First impression was good, clean but bushy environment, some girls cooking on their balcony and haaaaaaaaaaa food&#128555;</p><p>I didn't eat throughout or even before the journey. I get car sick, so I couldn't risk stopping the car in the middle of nowhere, wanting to throw up. </p><p></p><p>I got to eat way after my mom left. </p><p></p><p>Omo na only me for the room oh. It had 3 bed bunks meaning there's supposed to be 6 beds so I was yet to have 5 people joining me. </p><p>I stayed in the room alone for 3 days then I got a roommate, not necessarily a roommate at that time cause the porters haven't allocated us to our permanent rooms yet. </p><p></p><p>Then like that we added till we were four and trust me, we were so close like we've known each other before then. I really want to use their names but what if they join substack and find this article?? </p><p></p><p>Let's us initials then. </p><p></p><p>D for the first person who joined me, G for the next person, and T for our forth person. </p><p>We were sooooo close&#128524; we saw each other's bumbum&#128514;</p><p>But there was this one person I was closer to, G, we did everything together at some point she couldn't bath without me. </p><p>From the look of it, she comes from this rich background(awon nepo babies yen ni) she doesn't really know how to handle things on her own while me on the other hand, not born with silver spoon but at least spoon dey there, I can handle a little cooking and manage money&#128524;</p><p></p><p>There was a lot of people in the hostel that could cook better or even in the room. T is a typical wife material but no. G wanted me! </p><p></p><p>I don bag Nepo babe be that oh.</p><p></p><p>Most times I cook for both of us, she does the dishes, or whatever to help me out and make the food come fast. She's also a foodie like me&#129394;.</p><p></p><p>After eating a very large portion of rice, she'd still want to drink garri with me that wasn't able to eat rice&#128557;</p><p>She no go kill me &#128514; </p><p></p><p>We were extremely inseparable </p><p>"Adeola come and follow me to middle block" Adeola are you not hungry?", " Oya lemme take you out to GLS", " Adeola come and follow me to the toilet, the cockroach is still there"</p><p>I hear my name almost everytime </p><p></p><p>Until </p><p></p><p>Them pursue landlord commot for hin house. </p><p>Those porters decided to send me to the next block&#128557;</p><p></p><p>That was how I ended up alone again not knowing anyone in my new room &#129394;.</p><p>As if life wanted to deal with me </p><p>I liked none of my new roommates and none of them liked me too&#129392;&#128514;</p><p></p><p>PS: We showed ourselves shege</p><p></p><p>See you in the next one, </p><p></p><p>Adeola &#128156;</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Back in His Bed, Back in my Head]]></title><description><![CDATA[Hey,]]></description><link>https://thatadeola.substack.com/p/back-in-his-bed-back-in-my-head</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://thatadeola.substack.com/p/back-in-his-bed-back-in-my-head</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[That Adeolaꨄ︎]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 10 Jul 2026 00:07:12 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!vrQm!,w_256,c_limit,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fb28f0f5b-4d63-4f0c-94c7-a776aae90ae8_636x850.jpeg" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;Momma, I don't think I'd go to work tomorrow..... </p><p>will you be at home...... </p><p>and no, it not about 53X" (53X is our secret way of saying sex&#129401;&#128514;)</p><p></p><p>It's not like he hasn't texted like this, it's just that it felt different. Freshly out of Alfa's heartbreak (my current ex), I knew I can't settle for less cause tell me why your sister decides what happens in our relationship </p><p></p><p>Wo no lemme digress </p><p></p><p>Back to Habibi</p><p>I looked at the message, not knowing how or what to feel, deep down I knew I wanted to see him, I wanted to know how he felt after he left me the first time but I had to play hard to get so I told him I'd confirm from my mom.</p><p></p><p>Me that have always wanted him to come back </p><p>I sha hit him with the "mom's out card" </p><p></p><p>And then at night I realized "my Habibi" was coming, I could barely sleep, I tossed and turned till I remembered Alfa then cried myself to sleep&#128532;</p><p></p><p>By 07:59 I messaged, he responded almost immediately, like he was waiting for the message. We agreed on the time we were going to meet. </p><p>Though it was in my house, I didn't think we'd have 53X cause he assured me we weren't. </p><p></p><p>The time came</p><p>He wasn't responding </p><p>Tried calling, he wasn't picking up </p><p>Omo I was already running crazy, regretting my actions oh&#128555;</p><p>Blaming myself for thinking he'd want me back, </p><p>Then he sent a vn</p><p></p><p>Apparently he fell asleep while waiting (joy wan wound me ni oh)</p><p></p><p>Forty minutes later, he appeared in my house... </p><p>brown top, brown cargo pants and a brown baseball cap </p><p>Eiiiii&#129401; my Habibi looking hot for me </p><p>I don't know how I was able to mumble my good afternoon but I did</p><p></p><p>Ushered him into the house, I closed the door and there he was, standing in all his glory&#128541;</p><p></p><p>My Habibi is one you'd see in a store and have to look back for a second glance&#128555;</p><p>He has this aura around him that you'd want to know him better </p><p>Habibi's so fineeeeeeee</p><p></p><p>Lemme continue with my story oh</p><p></p><p>I'm sure he was feeling a little awkward, at least he saved me from just standing there, staring at him, he offered to hug me. </p><p>Me wey dey depressed? </p><p>Omo na once I squeeze am oh, e don tay&#128514;</p><p></p><p>He tried kissing me, but the fear was still there so I didn't let him </p><p>I dunno where this is really going &#129330;&#128555; </p><p>But God help me </p><p></p><p>We walked to the sofa with his hands on my waist, and omdss it felt so nice&#128578;</p><p>He sat down and made me sit on him (I could feel his d underneath me) </p><p></p><p>One of the disadvantages of being thick is the fear of being a burden to him. </p><p></p><p>I stood up, he stopped me mid way but I knew I was still going to stand up (I know you are reading this, I'm sorry for not telling you). I eventually stood up and sat across him. </p><p>There was really nothing to discuss, but I had to look for a way to start a conversation&#128555;</p><p></p><p>He's smarter (don't pride yourself) so he ended up asking for the title of the movie I had on before he entered, I had completely forgotten about it. </p><p></p><p>I picked up my phone and pretended like I was engrossed in what I was watching. Me wey get visitor dey use am watch film&#129318;.</p><p>I had to stop when I noticed he was done with the vn he was sending to someone on his phone.</p><p>There was nothing to say so we sat for a while speechless, then he came to sit on my lap&#128514;</p><p></p><p>He's such a playful big baby&#129401; </p><p></p><p>He said he figured I didn't want to sit on his leg (trust me it's not that bby, I just feel so heavy for you). Then we switched places. </p><p></p><p>We spoke a lot of little nonsense, then I let him kiss me &#128584;</p><p>First it was just a peck, then he wanted to deepen it but I pulled back.</p><p>I don't trust you enough not to fuck up again&#128530;</p><p></p><p>Then I eventually gave in, I wanted him to kiss me like his live depends on it, like he misses me and doesn't want to let go of me anymore. He did.</p><p></p><p>I broke the kiss to have my breathe back. My Habibi dey kiss shege. </p><p></p><p>Part of me knew we were going to 53X but I really didn't want to, I wasn't prepared that I was going to (I feel like an ashewo typing these&#128555;)</p><p>We played it cool cause the others we've had before now always ended with tears. </p><p>No it wasn't bad but I had this thing, maybe a story for another day. </p><p>He wanted to touch my bread and kiss me at the same time but I wasn't having it - I was playing hard to get&#128514;</p><p>He removed his belt, used it to tie my hands to the back just to fondle my breast&#128555;</p><p>That made me wet instantly. </p><p></p><p>Then the real thing.</p><p></p><p>Of course he had to persuade me. I couldn't even take off my clothes myself, he always did that for me. He took it off and the rest is history. </p><p></p><p>He wanted to make me cum but I didn't. </p><p>I tried faking it, but he knew&#128557;</p><p>He always knows these things.</p><p>I regretted my action immediately, he punished me for being a "bad girl" </p><p></p><p>His punishment was thrusting his full length into me(missionary style), making me scream badly out of pleasure. </p><p>Oh my gosh that was so good but still, I didn't cum</p><p></p><p>He fucked me doggy style and still I didn't cum and he didn't cum too, I tried hopping on his d, still didn't cum. </p><p>It took him to fuck my mouth and missionary again then he exploded in my mouth. </p><p></p><p>We went to the bathroom together, he helped me wash up but that was after resisting him&#128555;</p><p>This guy wan use dick kpai me&#129394;</p><p></p><p>After the bath, I wanted to take a couple of pictures and we did, the air was lighter, we saw things to joke about but little did I know, he wasn't finished </p><p></p><p>We agreed to leave the house by 2 but by 2:10 Habibi brought out his rod again &#128555;</p><p>At this point I just wanted the ground to open up and swallow me. No amount of pleading was able to get to him. We fucked doggy again (I can't get enough of it) this time he came faster than I expected. </p><p>We washed up and left the house, God knows what would have happened if we didn't leave, maybe he'd hand my leg on the fan&#128514;</p><p>Airtel was crap that day&#128557;</p><p>Wasn't expecting a message from him but to my surprise, he messaged first and we've been talking since then. Not the I-cant-do-without-you kind of talk, the I'm-here kind&#128532;</p><p></p><p>It aches but what can man do? </p><p></p><p>I think reality dawned on him today </p><p>He demanded to know the reason I lied about cumming. I didn't even have an answer. </p><p>I really dunno why I didn't&#128555;&#128557;.</p><p></p><p>"There's a build up that leads to that, some women gets it by being overly excited about the acts, don't worry we will keep trying till we get it done. </p><p>There are no-one-size-fit-all formula for it", His words to me</p><p></p><p>PS: I guess we'd continue trying </p><p></p><p>See you in the next one, </p><p></p><p>Adeola &#128156;</p>]]></content:encoded></item></channel></rss>