The sky had never looked so amazing. The sexy reds and oranges mingled with the yellow to form a gradient of a colour that should, by all rights, have its own name. Coupled with the blues, indigos and purples somewhere in the distance, where it had already turned dark, it was quite the soul-stirring sight.… Continue reading Sunset
Hello, beautiful people who waste your time reading what I write! I promised myself to begin an entire category dedicated to my Grandpa, called "Stories of Charles Seth Ofori." A lot of people seemed to like the first story I wrote about him, involving a missing wallet and the lack of water. (If you haven't… Continue reading What Happened to Grandpa Last Saturday
Akua Kwakwa told me to read this book, which I did, and just finished like...NOW. (Thanks, Akua. You rock.) Author: Vikas Swarup. This book is AMAZING. Quick synopsis: It's about an eighteen-year-old boy who enters a game show to win money by answering twelve questions which he happens to know the answers to because of… Continue reading My thoughts: Q&A/Slumdog Millionaire
Man, you don't need a Nikon to take photographs. All I have is a camera phone. (And an editing app.)
I happen to be irrefutably in love with stormy weather, something you might have guessed from reading my post from last week (find it here). I wrote this a few months ago, while it was raining. It's raining now, so I see it fit to post it now. Rain She sat beside her… Continue reading Rain
LOL.
After many observations, I have come out with a definition for democracy:
Democracy is when someone with power prepares soup without your consent and when the soup is ready asks if you would like more pepper or salt.
The Yale (yes, the university one) Club of Ghana had a concert yesterday, and I attended But before I did, I got stopped at the entrance to the theatre. I had gone home from school earlier in the day, and so I didn't enter with the rest of my school mates. I went later. And… Continue reading The “Nkonsonkonson” Concert
