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I hadn't fully understood the power of referrals before now. Just one random day, my manager told me, "Chinenye, are you free for a gig?" I hopped on the call with the team. They introduced the project to me, told me about their professional experience and what my role would be. Then, they asked me to tell them my story about my background in tech. And that's all. No coding tests or take home assessment. No asking me to show them my GitHub. Just chatted with them. It was after the chat that they requested for my CV. They just took the words of the guy that referred me and believed that I can do the job. Considering the imposter syndrome I have in this tech thing, this was crazy validation. My prayers in 2024 is "God abeg, let people to continue speaking for me in my absence. Let opportunities come my way." Happy New year, children of God

I've never felt this relieved from a contract being over. Like I would be hyperventilating whenever I open my messages. And even worse, meetings were everyday. And it was only 3 weeks in that I figured I wasn't paid enough for this role to be this intensive. My plan was to quit then but I figured I'd be weird to leave after only a month. That's when I really came to the realization that it's actually this kind of justification that people in abusive marriages probably stay back, "I've been married for only 1 year, how I can just quit like that?" So, I'd been counting down to the 3 months mark from that third week. Anyways, the summary of my rant is that I'd bookmarked this perfume since June and my frugal self has been trying to justify why I need to purchase it and this was a great opportunity to just reward myself for persevering these months It smells so good, it's giving Cookie Lyon in Empire.

I'd read of Decision fatigue in a book (I think it's in Jeff Bezos annual report to his investors or so), that the human brain uses same energy when making business decisions, and other small things. Your brain gets tired whether you're thinking of the right strategy in your business or when when choosing things like food to eat, cloth to wear, laundry, cleaning etc. I guess that's among the reasons I love the idea of bulk cooking. The 3 soups I'd cooked since October just finished today. And we have it every night. So I never think of what should be for dinner. I do intermittent fasting, so I don't think of lunch. Same with hair. Just barb once and forget all about it and why I'm also bullish on outsourcing eventually. I need as much mental freedom to be able to understand programming concepts as I don't have an engineering nor analytical education background. So I can't be exerting my brain thinking about mundane things. That would just induce bra

After succumbing myself to the heartbreaking documentary of My Lover: My Killer, I just had to watch a Makjang drama, Perfect Marriage Revenge to relax. Makjang dramas are top tier in kdramaland. They are so dramatic, vengeful, over the top, crazy twists that don't even make sense. But that's the appeal, lmao. The storylines are so extra. They're like soap operas and melodrama, but so much better. For the characters? Best believe you'll hate the antagonists with vigor. My top recommendations: Penthouse Perfect marriage Revenge World of the married Remarriages and Desire Pandora: Beneath the paradise One, the woman Sky Castle

Whenever you hear tales of people in abusive relationships, we like to say, "It can never be me." Nne, it can absolutely ever be you. The concept of "It can never be me" emanates from that feeling of superiority over others. "They're not smart enough like me. They're dumb. I know better and I can smell bullshit from miles away." Which is valid right? Then, I watched 16 episodes of this documentary, "My lover, My killer" and anyone, absolutely anyone can be a victim. Now, you will say, "I will just leave. The first time he lays hand on me, I'm getting out with immediate alacrity." I concur. But the women in this documentary also moved on. And they still got murdered. One in 4 UK women are victims of domestic violence. I don't even want to think of Nigeria statistics. I tried so hard to garner similarities between women that'd have made them more susceptible to being victims, I found none. Their traits varied from inde

  Welcome to Samdalri borrows elements from Hometown Cha Cha Cha, The Good Bad Mother, Lovestruck in the city, Our Beloved Summer, Forecasting Love and weather into a brilliant premise and it seems fun. Both leads have really strong screen presence.  Someone said if Ji Chang Wook had been in Forecasting Love and Weather, she'd have managed to get past 2 episodes and I concur absolutely. I haven't gotten to half of episode 1 and I have managed to watch it 3 or 4 times. More so, since it's the same director of FLAW and this Welcome to Samdalri. Which supports my theory, the Forecasting Love and Weather was boring because of the leads do not have chemistry. Especially that male lead, Song Kang. He was the lead in Nevertheless and I could not watch that as well. And guess what, he is the same male lead in this my demon and after 2 episodes, I don tire for him. I had said that he looks more like a kpop artist than an actor and I didn't expect much going into that My Demon.

I always say that Doctors are the representative of God on earth. But what happens when one doctor feels himself closest to God and tries to play God? That's what went down in this documentary. This man had a promising research. He was creating plastic windpipes which would be coated with the stem cells of the patients and replace for those with ailments. The idea was that the stem cells would be able to grow as they're coated on the plastic. He actually performed surgery on 8 patients. Now, the premise of this research sounded amazing. I mean, it had the potential to save thousands of lives. And we should be expectant that this was to be experimented even more is to have better results right?  Wrong!  Turns out everything he claimed he researched were fake. All the patients died save for one that went back and removed the plastic windpipe. The shocking part? This man did not test his research on animals first. He dove straight to inserting it in humans. What is even more crazy