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À Dieu

Almost a year ago, I started this blog. My first blog, learn from your friend's mistakes, was written after a particularly traumatizing night. I experienced extreme pain in the night of the twenty fifth of August last year. During that night, I realised I had been overworking myself for naught. College did matter, National exams did matter; however my life mattered more. I had no valid reason to neglect my mental and physical well-being. I wanted the whole world to know, most especially my peers, that all these things we sweat for are just vanity and chasing after the wind.

I chased after the wind too. I studied too hard and forgot life was not just about academics. It was also about sitting next to my best friends and cracking jokes. It meant going to ask for food in the break time and enjoying that exquisiteness. Life is all about creating memories, making lasting bonds. That is something I learned a little late, but not too late. A few months prior, I had distanced myself from people who cared about me. I was a lone tree in the desert,and it almost cost me my sanity.

In the month that followed that Thursday night when my head turned into an inferno, I blogged a lot. It was one of the things that kept me sane. I had been forbidden from studying, and only went to school on special occasions. Writing became my favorite pastime. It was also a form of therapy. I acknowledged​ I had to let off steam. Relieve my heart of its joys and woes. I wrote about things that were happening to me, justified some of my decisions and lay down my observations​.

This is blog number​ fifty. There are forty nine blogs before this one, forty nine stories. However there won't be a blog number fifty-one. this is a farewell blog. I am thankful for everyone who spared a minute to read my thoughts. You have read a part of me. However, this is not the end of my writing. I have two books on Wattpad. One is a collection of poems, and another one is a fairytale retold in a Rwandan setting. I want to consecrate my time on those to ensure that they reach completion. In the meantime, à Dieu.

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  1. We will surely miss your thoughts, uMwizerwa wacu. But I can't wait to read those books, once they are completed. Good luck!

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  2. We will surely miss your thoughts, uMwizerwa wacu. But I can't wait to read those books, once they are completed. Good luck!

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  3. We shall miss you girl rock d MIT for us and be yourself u rock at dat
    and did u really have to use traumatizing

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