The perfect playlist does not exist

I'm singing along to Fly me to the Moon by Frank Sinatra feat. Count Basie and His Orchestra as I try to imagine what my life would be like if I took tap dancing classes. Totally uncoordinated. I'm really a sucker for the oldies. They sound like pure love - the kind I like to...

Casual Casualty

I've gotten my heart broken a couple of times. Well, twice to be exact. First time was when my well-articulated love letter was never replied to (I'm a bitter woman). But to be fair, I never left any R.SV.P. details. Second time was when I had to leave a birthday party early because my curfew...

To do, or not to do?

Seems the rapture could come early. Before that happens though, we have to stay home for a while to avoid getting each other sick and/or encouraging further spread of COVID-19. At least there's a better chance Christ's second coming will find you indoors as opposed to getting wild in the club. There's an endless list...

School and Sex

Sex Ed should be part of the curriculum African taboos and all, because, why not?

Festive limbo

First of all, university students should be excluded from holidays (unless the holidays include a lot of unsupervised drinking). I mean, there's got to be less abrasive questions than "why have you lost weight? Is there no food where you live?" There is food, Aunty Jessica, though I much rather prefer to gorge myself on...