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21 things I learnt at 21

In approximately two and a half months, I will be turning 22. Don't mind that my blog profile still says I am 19, it is obvious little has changed on here since then. Having evaluated the last year of my life I thought I should share a few life keys I learnt these past months. In no particular order, here's to being 21!



1) Being 21 doesn't change much. To your mum, you are always a child.

2) God answers prayers, sometimes you'd have to look even closer to see it

3) I have a very different sense of humour.

4) Time flies when you are not having fun too. Think trying to study the night before the exam.

5) Real love is hard love.

6) Clogged arteries aren't pretty.

7) If someone really wants to be with you, they will be with you.

8) Lactose-intolerance is not all in the mind.

9) Les Misérables is a fantastic musical.

10) Build your silos as you are praying for the rain (Prepare for what you are expecting)

11) Planning is only fantastic when you actually act upon it

12) Love comes softly. Eros may try to speed things up.

13) Take a moment to think things through, not a lifetime.

14) A bird in hand is worth two in the bush.

15) We are all just winging it.

16) Faith does mean having no clue what comes next but believing whatever it is, it is for the best.

17) Jesus lives this day and He is as present as you want Him to be

18) True leadership is really service

19) Heartbreak hurts in places you never knew existed

20) People can think whatever they want to think. Don't let them break you.

21) Be yourself. You are a breath of fresh air.

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What about you? Is there anything you have learnt this year? Feel free to share!

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  1. Feyi, your insights post-21 are quite profound and true. Thanks for sharing them. They reflect the thoughts of a maturing young adult. It's time to get Mum (and Dad) to change that Lesson 1!

    In my 50's, I have learnt to pay much less attention to what people write or say. I just watch what they do.


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    1. Thank you Sir! I believe it could be hardwork getting mum to see me a full-fledged adult, but I will get there eventually!
      Thank you for sharing your insights as well. I have learnt from you not to let people's words and even actions phase me, I will be the one to face God for myself not them. Also, thank you for your encouragement on this blog. I appreciate it. God bless you!

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