Day 12

Oh my… I’ve been so productive today. Honestly, I think this might be the most productive I’ve been since turning 22 — and yeah, I’m super proud of myself. I woke up late again, around 8 a.m. This seems to be a trend, right? I haven’t been up before 6 since turning 22. Something I seriously need to change because, believe me, you win your day in the morning.

Anyway, I slept late last night finishing my blog — that’s why I woke up late. The dedication I have for writing is insane, but it’s because I genuinely enjoy it. It’s a good habit I’m building.

After waking up, I went to buy breakfast and dropped my mum at the stage for church. I couldn’t attend today, but I’m still a believer… just saying 😅. When I got back, I dove straight into Tailwind. It took me a while to find the right tutorial, but eventually, I found one that was so clear that within 30 minutes, I had built a beautiful homepage. My first good-looking website! Oh my 🥳🥳 It only had a homepage, but still — celebrate the small wins, right?

After that, I decided to do my laundry — it was on my to-do list. I honestly can’t remember the last time I washed clothes myself. We usually have a friend who helps with that, but since it’s Sunday, she wasn’t around, and my dirty clothes were starting to look like a mountain range. 😂 I had no choice. It took me almost two hours to wash around 15 clothes. Clearly, I’m not a pro at it. But you know what? Those clothes came out spotlessly clean — like I was scrubbing away not just dirt, but all the laziness and clutter from my life.

After that tiring work, I was ready for lunch — but there wasn’t any. I could’ve cooked or asked for money, but I remembered my goal: to cut weight. I’d read that eating two meals a day helps, and since I wasn’t going anywhere, I decided to hold out till dinner.

Next was my solo training session. The goal today was to improve the L-drag with my left foot. It still felt robotic, stiff — not smooth enough. I drilled it until it started to flow better, then moved into shadow dribbling, juggling, and bounce passes against the wall. Forty solid minutes. Afterward, I saw my dad preparing to leave, so I asked to talk for a minute. I told him — politely, of course — that I really needed new boots. I explained that I wanted to make it pro this year, my 23rd, and time wasn’t on my side. If I don’t give my all now, I might never get another chance.

He listened, and I hope he talks with Mum about it. It’s funny — they’ve never hesitated to fund my education, but football? Different story. I think they just don’t believe I can make it. Maybe that’s why many parents in our generation hesitate to support passion-based dreams. They trust education too much. Don’t get me wrong — education is important. But it’s not the only key to success.

Here’s how I see it: chasing your dream, even if you fail, is still worth it. You’ll fail doing something you love. You’ll have memories worth keeping. That’s better than living safely, collecting paychecks from a job that kills your spirit. Many of our parents play it too safe. There’s a quote I heard once:

“If something excites you, but also scares you — do it. That’s your gut speaking.”

Later, I went back to my room, watched a few YouTube videos, then started dancing. I’d forgotten last week’s choreography 😭, but I’ll re-learn it tomorrow. After that, I read Getting Things Done — I plan to use its strategies to chase my biggest dream: becoming the greatest footballer in my country.

It’s now 11 p.m. I’m finishing this blog before I work out for 10 minutes, then plan my entire week.

Anyway, that’s it for today.
— K