Talk to me about love

Just because it's Valentine's Day and we are actively all about love today... Or not! Happy valentine's day my love. May the universe conspire to help meet your expectation (s) today. 😘 ** Me: Mother, tell me about someone you once loved. Mother looked up from her painting and smiled at me. Mother: you mean, other than your father? Mother blushed. Me: yes. Except he was your first and only love. Mother: oh no, he wasn’t. My love was a tall dark man who never failed to wear his thick glasses. He was like a bat, except a bat that couldn't see well both at day and ...

Paddy Adenuga and the importance of Exposure

Last week, Paddy Adenuga, one of Wale Adenuga’s sons shared his story about how he almost acquired Chevron in the Netherlands. The comments pouring in on twitter about it were A lot. Of course, a lot were not so pleasing. Some insulted him for his privilege like it’s a crime that he grew up in a privileged home or like that makes his feats any less admirable.  There were many comments from people that thanked him for sharing his story. Apparently, his story broke the internet. I’m not here to talk about Paddy Adenuga’s audacious acts. I just want to ...

Is that really your best?

Happy New Year Folks. I really do hope it's not coming too late. I'm guessing we all setting out to make the year work for us, yes? About three articles were posted on the blog between Monday and Tuesday. KINDLY IGNORE THEM. IGNORE ANY POSTS BY LANRE. These are spam posts that i'm taking action against. It definitely feels good to be back here after months. I'm going to be talking about something that will be a personal challenge for me this year and perhaps, the same might apply to you. Please read and help spread the word that mateyscott blog is ...

Why?

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 I am not your friend anymore, I said to my three year old niece. Her playful face suddenly became serious. ‘Why?’ she asked. Because I don’t want to, is why. I replied ‘Why?’ she asked again. I told her I didn’t have a reason. ‘Take back your statement Aunty Mayowa or I will be angry at you. Then, we will really not be friends’, she said (No, I’m not exaggerating. She is that dramatic and her command of English is that good). When I said nothing, she stood up and left the sitting room. I could hear her telling my sister that I had ...

Faith: A perfect excuse?

For a respectable number of Christians, especially those just coming to the belief system of following Christ or growing in their knowledge of him, faith is something we struggle with.  It just seems very unnatural to leave our lives to someone we can’t see and for ‘control freaks’, its arguably incompatible with being in total control of one’s life and affairs. Faith is just one of those things that a Christian has a long-time battling with. It’s therefore a noteworthy victory where having faith is no longer a constant struggle. But when does faith become a perfect excuse? Prayer is a ...

Screw potentials

Potentials are the latent qualities or abilities that may be developed and lead to future success or usefulness – Dictionary.com Parenthood was one of those family type TV shows that I absolutely enjoyed watching. I was really engrossed in the lives of the fictional characters and whenever I watched the show, I felt like I had found the next best thing to One Tree Hill. How I loved One Tree Hill! Amber, one of the fictional characters in Parenthood got on my nerves easily. I could not for the life of me understand how someone could live the kind of life ...

A few disjointed notes

A friend messaged me in the early hours of the morning to ask if I still blog. I replied yes, but that simple question got me thinking till I drifted back to sleep. It has indeed been so long since I last posted, and for that, I apologise. Life got in the way and laziness also did. I am done with one phrase of my life and I’m moving on to another phrase soon. So, I cannot promise to be a consistent blogger, but I’m not abandoning this blog. In case you were also wondering if I still blog, yes! I ...

Grief does not look like this

Just because I don't know how else to tell you that I am here for you... ** ‘Stop asking if I am fine… please stop!’ I say calmly, trying my possible best not to scream my lungs out. I am just tired of people asking if I am fine. What’s the point of asking anyway. If I say I’m fine or I’m not fine, what can they do for me. I don’t really know. So, everyone needs to stop asking if I’m fine. I look at my friend and I start speaking as if something else is controlling me. I am not crying. ...