Fifi's diary

Feeling: Relaxed Time: 5:53 a.m Welcome back to this series, #NYSCdiaries, I figured that if I go on the way I started, writing as each day went, I'll have a book. So, I have decided to break the experience into different parts, however, I left you hanging the last time. ... The sound of the beagle. One sound I eally don't want to hear again in this life and the next to come. This was our routine: 4:30 a.m, the beagle sounded for us to get ready for the day. 5:00 the beagle would be blown for our morning meditation, this lasted for 1hr30mins on the camp ground, after which we would have a lecture. 7:30 a.m, we'd leave the "parade ground" retire to our rooms. 8 a.m to 9 a.m was for breakfast . I always had time to sleep before the horrible beagle sounded again 9 a.m to 1:30 p.m was for lectures I never paid attention to. 1;30 p.m to 3:30 was usually lunch, Ore and I didn't really eat a lot of whatever they served us, we ate dinner a lot cause ...

Hi guys, today we'll be having a feature. Yup!! Cool huh? So this isn't me telling a story. It's a friend/ reader telling us an amazing story of how he was " hugophobic " (scared of hugging)   I created the word. So let's dive right in!  "I used to run away from hugs. I have a sister who  attended girls only, so I learnt most of ladies tricks from her Most of females curvings, cause she's a church girl. Me, I now attended boys only. Along the way sha, I got irritated with how my mates were objectifying girls like they would come to class to brag about their escapades. Quite disgusting to me...I sha found myself hating girls all together, I was always fighting with my sis. My primary school female friends were cut off. To shake girls alone, was a problem. It all changed when I finished sec school met a couple of wonderful visionary girls who were different from the ones my mates were talking about. So I had to renegotiate my decision, I was...