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The Versatile Blogger Award



Recently- maybe not so recent, an awesome friend of mine decided to nominate me for the Versatile Blogger Award and I honestly procrastinated until it slipped my mind. I’m weird like that some times. Anyway, today is Diamante’s birthday and the least I could do is make good on it.

Of course very much respect to this beautiful woman- DiamondInTheRough for the tag. I will not be too formal about it as I can’t tag 17 whole bloggers lol. Shearevealed is how you can find Karen’s blog and believe you me, you’ll enjoy reading it.
  
The Rules
  1. Thank the person that nominated you and include a link to their blog.
  2. Nominate at least 15 bloggers of your choice.
  3. Link your nominees and let them know about their nomination.
  4. Share seven facts about yourself
I will go right into sharing seven facts about myself:

I talk to myself very often- I think outloud to process my thoughts. Many times I have to remind myself to be conscious of the fact that I’m around other people so I don’t look like a mental case. Sometimes my self-to-self mind conversations make me laugh out loud- literally. No, I don’t really mind it because I’ve come to appreciate myself as good company.

I very often zone people out especially when they are being ‘stupid’- for lack of a better word. I’ll just pretend to pay attention to the basic minimum so I have a clue what they were saying when they ‘ask for my opinion’.

I’m a very good reader of people and I usually have people figured out within 15minutes- sometimes even less- of meeting them. I pay very much attention to the unspoken gestures, body language, and intonation of words and can very easily tell when someone’s lying to me. I know it’s creepy!

I’m a grammar freak. It rubs me the wrong way when people don’t punctuate words, don’t check their spellings, misuse vocabulary and write essays without paragraphs. I’m still getting over mispronunciation of words because I’ve learned to respect individual cultural interference.

I love life too much and will not easily be shaken when things don’t go the way I want them to. For me life is all shades of beautiful and every person adds their own colour to it- yes, even the people who irritate me. I love people, good music, food, hanging out and talking.

I talk too much or so I’ve been told. Thankfully I learned to read early in life so I think my words hold some sort of wisdom. When I was younger, my over talking caused me to tell endless lies but growing up came with truth and appreciating that I know what I know and don’t know what I don’t know.

Finally, because I’m starting to feel conceited- I’m a wretch saved by grace. My natural disposition is sin, lies, disloyalty, hatred, envy but I found a love in God that is constantly improving who I am. I think this love is doing great because even I, the wretch can see the difference between who I was and whom I’m becoming.

That’s seven summarised facts about me- finally.

I’ll just nominate two phenomenal women: Liza and Amarachi


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