The clock is Ticking. The decisions you make each blessed day will determine your fate falls End/ winter
Jesus is coming
The Apocalypse is coming
When they cut off the internet you know you’ve ran out of time
everyday i have to give myself another chance. i have to convince myself to stick it out because. just because. even though things don’t look how i want them to right now, with time i might get closer. with practice, i might. with patience, i might. fulfillment is my revolution .
So, it’s official! We’re having our first BNXN rave this December in Lagos. Imagine an entire night of jamming to Bnxn’s songs. Trust me, we're about to have the most exciting fan experiences. I’m excited to bring this to life and can’t wait to finally share the date with y’all🥳
I am no longer afraid of things falling apart. I have seen what happens after the worst of it. The sun still rises, people still laugh, new things still begin, and one day, you find yourself happy about something you once thought you would never recover from.
I stepped away from a particular friendship because of this topic. When I completed my parent’s house (a fully furnished 4 bedroom bungalow) in Ilorin, and did the housewarming, he told me that it was not a smart move. I asked him why and he said: who builds a house for his parents when he doesn’t have one or still pays rent. To him, I must have built or bought a house for myself before thinking of doing that for my parents.
Then I told him, it’s simply because you are privileged. Do you know how much these people suffered to get me to where I am today? So it’s a dream come through for me that I could still build them a house before they die. Also, it’s the fruits of their labour and no better time for them to enjoy it than now that they are still alive and agile.
Moreso, that house is like a backup plan for me. If God says I will outlive my parents, it will eventually be my own house and it’s a place where everybody in the family can always stay during festive period and other important family occasions. Aside that, it will cost me more to build for myself than my parents. So what stops me from doing that now that I have the money to build for them?
Another thing is that I am someone who believes that through my parent’s prayers, my own too will come in no long time and truly not long that I secured my own land as well, even though I haven’t not started building on it. It’s a strong spiritual belief for me.
Be careful of that job you do in the meantime to just to "survive". If you are not intentional about when you plan to leave, you can get very comfortable and that job that was meant to be for subsistence distracts you from your ultimate purpose.
Young legitimate people between 25 and 35 in Nigeria are not against marriage in the real sense of it.
Most still want it.
They are just scared of what it costs right now.
Money, peace of mind, and the risk of building something that collapses under pressure.
Money comes up first.
Rent in Lagos, Abuja or Port Harcourt is brutal. A place that used to go for 400–500k can now cost 800k to over a million, before furniture or generator.
Food and transport keep rising.
Someone earning 150k to 300k already feels stretched. Marriage means housing two people (and later children) under one roof, plus the expectation that the man carries the bigger share.
Many look at their balance after rent and transport and say “not yet.” They have watched relatives struggle and get disrespected at home over money.
They do not want the same life.
Weddings make it worse. A “normal” wedding families will accept now easily runs into several millions once you add traditional lists, aso-ebi, hall, catering and photography.
Some bride lists alone are frightening.
People borrow heavily or sell land just to meet expectations, then start marriage life in debt.
Couples who need each other still postpone because they do not want the first years spent paying loans.
Social media has turned the celebration into a competition that can leave you broke.
Housing is its own problem.
You can have a solid relationship and still not marry if you cannot find a place both of you can afford without one person living with parents forever.
Culture adds weight.
Marriage is rarely just between two people.
In-laws come with expectations.
The man is still expected to be the main provider even when the woman earns as much or more.
That pressure meets a weak economy and many men feel set up to fail. Some women worry they will do most of the emotional and domestic work while also contributing money.
They have watched their mothers manage households under stress and are not rushing into the same arrangement.
Trust is thinner.
Many have already been through relationships that ended badly due to cheating, greed, lack of patience and foresight, and extreme violence and deceits.
They enter the next one already guarding themselves.
Talking stages drag on because commitment feels risky.
Divorce is more visible now. People see couples who did the big wedding and still split after a few years over money or growing apart.
That makes the permanent nature of marriage feel less safe.
There is also a quieter shift. A lot of young Nigerians want to sort their own lives first; career, some savings, mental space before adding someone else’s needs and family expectations.
The old script of finishing school, getting any job and marrying by 25–28 no longer matches underemployment and rising costs.
Some women would rather stay single longer than settle for a partnership that drains them. Some men feel the bar has moved so high that they would rather avoid the process.
People in that age bracket still get married every year.
But the difference is the caution. They are asking harder questions like:
Can we afford a place?
What happens if one of us loses a job?
Are we clear on money, children and in-laws?
The fear comes from the economy, the cost of the ceremony, the weight of expectations, and enough broken marriages around them.
Until those things ease, many 25- to 35-year-olds will keep choosing to wait.
That does not make them unserious. It just means they are paying more attention and probably feeling "woke".
End.
Use a needle to puncture holes in it. That way it lasts longer
Also, before putting bin nylon in your trash can, sprinkle baking soda in it.
Use vinegar and water mixture to clean your fridge and microwave
To remove lime scale from your electric kettle, add vinegar, lemon and water to the kettle and boil
I have a lot of home tips
The men in these Yoruba eulogy videos usually go through four stages.
First they are confused.
Then they try to laugh to trivialise the situation.
Then they go quiet.
Then the last stage—the tears.
He went through all four.
Men will always struggle to confront their sacrifices.
They know all they have done for you but often not ready for you to remind them about it.
PiggyVest Report: Only 1 in 10 Nigerians can comfortably raise ₦156k in 1 week.
- 56% more people want to japa, but savings for Japa have completely dropped, almost non existent.
- Minimum wage is ₦70k but a pot of jollof rice costs 624% than it did 10yrs ago, that’s 42% of the MW.
- Savings collapsed from 8/10 people to 5/10 people, as Nigerians stopped saving simply because they don’t earn enough.
- 58% of adults earn below ₦100k/month or nothing at all. Yet they are earning more now but affording less. Because in 2023 minimum wage was ₦30k and worth $65, now in 2026 it is ₦70k and worth $53, less value.
- In America less 10% of household earning is spent on food. In Nigeria, ₦6 of every ₦10 earned is spent on food (60%) as inflation rises monthly. 60% is the highest of any country the US Department of Agriculture tracks.
- While many Nigerians want to Japa. Many have opted to start life here, not because its easier, but with optimism for the future.
- 63% about 140M Nigerians are living in poverty. 6 in 10 Nigerian do not have emergency funds.
- However, people paying Black Tax has dropped by 80%, though more than half of Nigerian earners support extended families.
- Only 6% of Nigerians feel financially secure. Not because they earn a lot, but because they save a fixed amount monthly.
- Nigeria is experiencing two economic realities at once; on paper the economy is good, which is true. In reality, households feel poorer.
A Tale of Two Nigerias — Odunayo Eweniyi, Co-founder and COO of PiggyVest at OpenHouse Lagos 2026.
Now that the congratulations have whistled down a little, let me give some context. (Read to the end.)
A regular Master’s can cost anywhere from €1,000 to €20,000+ a year, depending on the country and school. An MBA is a completely different beast.
My IESE MBA costs €114,000 in tuition alone. About ₦185 million.
That’s why many scholarships that fully fund regular Master’s programmes (tuition, living expenses, travel, etc.) either cap their MBA funding or exclude MBAs altogether.
Chevening, for example, provides funding for Master’s programmes, but caps its MBA tuition contribution at £22,000.
Erasmus Mundus specifically funds Joint Master’s programmes, not MBAs. (don’t wreck them 😅)
So when you see someone willing to put over €100,000 into your education, it is a BIG deal.
And when I said I received a 100% scholarship to IESE, I meant exactly that. My scholarship covers 100% of my €114,000 tuition fee.
What it doesn’t cover, however, is my living expenses. So I’m sorting out rent, food and everything else myself.
Which brings us back to my “Blessing Private Placement” exercise from months ago. You remember? 😅
Yes, people actually subscribed.
That was largely to help me fund the living-expense side of this journey. A number of people here have known about my MBA since then because I privately sent them my proposal.
I haven’t completely figured out the living-expense part yet, but I’m positive I will.
The hardest part has been solved. I got here, and my tuition is fully covered. Now I’m just figuring out how to live here.
And since it’s public now, I feel comfortable attaching the original fundraising exercise for anyone who wants to see it, laugh at the audacity of it all 😅, or feels compelled to add their quota.
Link➡️:
https://t.co/mbDtT9zVUW
If I hadn’t heard from you in 16 long years, and you approached me like the prodigal son’s father approached him, I wouldn’t respond excitedly. 16 years is a long, long time. I don’t know you anymore. You don’t know me either. Whatever our relationship once was, it has been 16 years, and frankly, I’m not sure I would even remember what it felt like after all that time. Her reaction might have hurt you, understandably so, but try to understand where she’s coming from.