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Quick Update.

Hi Guys,
I'm back in Lagos and it's been a different  experience so far , less turn up and more trying to sort my life out. I applied for Law school back in April and I'm yet to get a reply, a friend told me the list came out last week but each time I log into mine all I see status pending and I'm starting to get worried, Bar I lectures starts on Monday and I don't know what to do.

For the first time in three years I'm fasting without any temptations, no getting involved in any haram activities,  I stay home and watch my friends get dressed but I can't be bothered, my relationship with my Creator is more important.
I also started taking Arabic lessons so I can start reading the Quran, I'm getting through it quite well but I have so many errands to run for my dad, therefore I don't have any time to study what I've learnt due to errands I'm running for my dad.

My main concern is getting into law school and hopefully, everything works out fine, I intend to blog a lot more about my law school experience and also do vlogs.

This post is basically an update since I've been away for so long and I miss sharing my thoughts with my readers.

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L.D

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