AFIA'S DIARY

I'm ending my writing for the year 2016 just like how I do it at the end of every year. Normally I write this at home or at a party but for this year,  i'm writing it in an OA bus heading to Kumasi from Tamale. I had to go for one of my childhood friend's wedding. I don't know whether 2016 has been a good year or not. Infact it has been a bittersweet year. There were times I made bad choices but trust me I really did learn from them. I had my own fair sharing of crying and laughing. I met new people and they have been very amazing. I fell in love of course  with someone I shouldn't, someone who painted me black but I also learned from it. I also started my specialization this year, that is Broadcast Journalism and there's never a day I have regretted chosen that course. I got to know how to take care of myself in my own terms and not what people wanted. I got to live on my own in my hostel. My weight was definitely unstable this year too, I've been gaining...

                  Dear Mom, I know all the girls I grew up with are getting married, you've seen and heard it all. I'm sure in your minds eye you've been saying "soon it will be my daughter's turn". Which daughter??? Oh is that me???  .  Oh Mumzy I appreciate that thought. I'm sorry to disappoint you but I'm no where near that phase. I wish I was though. Mom,  I can't even get a man and I'm not ashamed of that. its not my fault that i'm too emotional for them.  Secondly mom,  i'm still finding myself let alone a soul mate. i'm just saying. Lastly, my new career path which ends when I'm 33 years. The conclusion of this letter to you mom is that, sadly I can't keep a man for even 2 years in a relationship let alone get one for a lifetime. NB: Dear Mom, after my second degree,  I'll be 33 years. I'll get married and give birth for you if only I get and keep a man. But if things continue...