Hey there! Can we talk? When I was young, I wished I was a grownup, I could always add 3 years to my age.Being a grown up seemed so much fun. As a village girl I remember admiring people who lived in the city. Everything about them seemed superbomb, their dresses, accent, how they eat, hairstyles, everything about them was goals for me. I could wait to grow up and find a great job in the city. 10 years later, done with high school, don't joke with the new adult in town, city here I come ready for the good life my relatives in the city were enjoying. Bye bye village, see you once in a blue moon. Reaching the city- the paradise of my mind. Wait a minute, how comes they never said of the hours spent on traffic jams, shared washrooms, expensive food and searching for work is work on its own. How comes people here are so hostile unlike in our village where I was a child of everyone, Is this what I have been admiring all that long, it is not worth it. Just like me I know the...