I just think it's very awkward to post a picture of myself (I'm not the selfie-uploading type). Kudos to people who do it so easily every day. Man, this one took me a lot of courage to post.
I work as an online content editor for a website and it's a work-from-home situation, which suits my personality just fine. I get up like five minutes before my work hours start and just hit the power button on my laptop to get ready. I'm kind of living the dream life.
I recently got promoted from a junior editor to an independent editor (which means my work doesn't have to be checked anymore). *pats myself on back
I want to work here forever if possible, but some people are saying that I can't, so yeah I'm never going to change jobs for sure now!
I'm the tenth child out of ten siblings, with a bunch of nephews and nieces; all of them cute as all get-out (and that's not at all bias of me).
I was five years old when I got my first nephew and I don't really remember much other than what one of my siblings said.
"You're not gonna be the baby of the family anymore, Ipah."
It was kind of traumatic for the spoiled brat that I was (and still kind of am), but I got over it and actually became quite close with my nieces and nephews, like they're my own little brothers and sisters.
My parents are both in their seventies now and I'm living at home with them. They're both currently in good health now, but it wasn't so last year.
Mom
My mom had a stroke in late 2015, which left one side of her body paralyzed. It was a very tough time for us all, but mom is a strong woman and with the help of good physiotherapy, she gained back mobility in just a few months. Now, she's back to her old self, puttering about in her garden (which we all joke that she loves more than us!).
Dad
Dad is a stoic man, who would sometimes drop a joke bomb that leaves us in stitches. But I've always considered him as someone far out of reach. This could be attributed to the fact that I was a teenager when he was already done raising nine other kids. I did okay though, didn't turn out bad.
Even though we live in the same house, dad and I rarely talk to each other, not for lack of love, but for lack of things in common. These days, I try to be better because I'm supposed to be an adult (or at least that's what people have been trying to convince me of) and not an angst-y teenager anymore. So we're doing fine.
I like reading fictional books and manga (fantasy, romance, children, mystery, etc.). But let's just leave it at that. I have too much to say on this topic.
I used to want to be a writer. That was about half a decade ago. However, with my lack of discipline and my non-existent motivation to actually finish what I write, it slowly tapered off into nothing.
I pretty much gave up writing seriously and just filled my craving by tweeting out every day. But I've quit Twitter and it left me all the time in the world to feel restless. That was when Steemit found me.
My brother, who is also a Steemit user here, told me about Steemit and that I should join it. It was a week before I finally mustered an effort and actually did some digging. It seemed like a good way to reclaim my old dream and I decided to join. So here I am.
Short fiction: "Wedding Day"
Summary: Lina, an ambitious young woman, is forced into an arranged marriage after she made a promise to her mother.
Genre: Romantic comedy
Short fiction: "Movie Night"
Summary: Best friends get married for the wrong reasons.
Genre: Romantic comedy
Non-fiction: A woman, where I live.
Just a short angst-filled essay about being a woman.
Thanks for reading this unnecessarily long post! Hope you all enjoyed it 😳
