Category: Dear Diary

What on earth was a Parallel Rosary? We wondered but didn’t dare voice it to the General-Commandant that was our mother. Seeing the confusion brewing in our throats, she began to explain.

The strongest type of witchcraft doesn’t need brooms to fly at midnight. They reveal themselves with phrases like ‘I have said what I have said’ or ‘What I have said, I have said.’ No royal blood or naval fleet, not even ants as armies; still, if you encounter these types of people, run – and I mean run for your dear life – at your earliest opportunity.

I dragged myself out of bed, hair looking like I’ve been wrestling with a tornado, and there He was, with a big grin, shining like the bright morning sun. Oh, I am madly in love with this Guy, more than all of you put together.

I recount my day at Biblioteca Camões, where I encounter a couple who can’t stop kissing, a snoring man with smelly feet, a human pin cushion blasting music, and other quirky library regulars. Amidst these distractions, I question if kissing should be banned in libraries, just like eating and smoking.

Adulthood is supposed to be 90% common sense, our everyday is full of the absurdities of grown-up life.

Oh, I was so furious, so furious; if I saw a bucket of water, I would pour it on him so his shining wings, which were so proud in the air as I walked out of the exam hall, would dim a bit.

Yes, I, Olu, an average girl with average problems, have the extraordinary luck (or misfortune, depending on the day) of having God as my roommate. Yes, the actual Almighty.

“God, you are a being of Love. All I need to do to be one with You is to love You with all my heart and be rid of pride.” Join me in uncovering God’s fierce, bragging love through Isaiah’s powerful messages: “Don’t be afraid, I will help you” (Isaiah 41:10). Let’s embrace this divine love and let God be the Chief Braggist in our lives.

Today at Charles de Gaulle Airport, I found myself in a predicament: defending a seat from an oblivious traveller determined to sit on an unexpected surprise. Laughter ensued, but so did a lesson in humility.

As luck would have it, the guys in front of me were both as bald as eggs, and when Father did the sign of the cross on them with ashes, it was like watching a live-action remake of Tom and Jerry. I swear, for a brief moment..