Another Bang da da dang ( or so I think )

It was towards the tail end of my postgraduate first year, first semester that I decided to blog again. Why? Because I love stories and telling them especially as it pertains to me.

This semester especially has been a wildride and will make a fantastic movie if I was to say so. I remember one time my roommate shouted “ if anyone has br33* this semester, it’s you Adwoa ” and we just giggled at everything I had been through since the first day I started my postgraduate journey. I say postgraduate a lot by the way. I like the way it sounds. It sounds a lot fancier than an undergrad degree and also a master’s degree is a huge deal for me so I’m allowed to gloat a lot.

If you’ve ever listened to anything by Jordan B. Peterson (he’s a genius, you should go listen to him), you’ll learn a lot about how intrinsic stories are to the human race over our evolutionary history. The way we processed our surroundings and environment was through social cognition, even before we were able to objectively detach ourselves from our environment. Everything was personified to and for us to understand. This is most evident in children’s books where toys/animal characters that objectively have no personality are personified. They have human features like eyes, ears, mouths and there’s always the “good” and “bad” character. In the Netflix series, Myths and Monsters, we find that stories have preceded us and continue to guide us through life. Stories serve as cautionary tales, inspiration, and comic relief.

The point I’m trying to arrive at is, I understand the importance of stories and I’ve always loved them. I’ve been a reader since as young as I remember and I have journals dating back to my first year in senior high school. When I first started blogging, it was because I was inspired by a certain number of people in the blogosphere and I believed I could do it too. Well, I did. I even gained friends from blogging who believed more in my writing prowess than I did ( Hi, Korku) but I fell off because just like everything else sometimes you need to re-evaluate and re-coup. I remember trying my hands on each and everything. Poetry, hacks, reflections, memoir-style writing ( I’m more inclined to memoirs and reflections but I’ll come back to this). I don’t remember if I tried to write stories, but yes, I tried all I could try.

I’ve always regarded myself as a creative. Even though it sounds like a pretentious bullshit word for doing what you like in the arts and literature world. I remembered questioning my self-title as a creative when I stopped writing. Some people even called it a phase, I knew that wasn’t it but I just shrugged at the comments but I was trying to navigate this life thing on my own terms. The thing actually is, I never stopped writing, I wrote a lot but in my journals and note apps. I just never shared them. But I’m back to sharing my writing online because there’s been so much I’ve been learning and wanting to re-tell. I mentioned earlier I’m more inclined to write memoirs and reflections because that’s how I’ve always written. Journaling requires that you tell a story about your life and reflect on it and I was born journaling so that’s what I’ll do here. Journal and reflect and I’m bringing whoever is interested in reading along with me. This was supposed to be a come-back post (well it is and I’m surprised my blog hasn’t expired yet ), a come-back post to Beebe blogs but this time about whatever is happening in my life and the reflections around that. Online is a risky place to share your business actually but you’ve got to do it with tact and that’s what I pray I do. So welcome back to Beebe Blogs, and to navigating the stories that make up my life ( yay we have a new tag line). I’m tempted to say until next time, xoxo like in the gossip girl series but bye 😂. Thank you for reading!

P.S another bang da da dang as the title because Speed Darlington said when I step in the building, you hear bang da da dang 😂. If you don’t know Speed Darlington kindly YouTube him. You’ll have a field day😂!!

Okay bye, this time. Kindly leave a comment or two. I would love to hear your thoughts.

Br33* – Twi for suffered