December. The grand finale. The boss level. The time of year when everything comes together—and falls apart—all at once. You’re caught between singing and reminiscing about life’s mysteries asking yourself existential questions like, “What have I even achieved this year?” It’s as if someone hit fast-forward on your life, and now you’re scrambling to make sense of the mess.
Why does December always feel like a chaotic Nollywood movie, complete with heartbreak, triumph, and that one uncle who won’t stop asking about your marriage plans? Is there a science to this madness, or are we all just winging it? Let’s unravel the absurd mysteries of why December feels so dramatic.
Mystery #1: “What Exactly Did I Accomplish This Year?”
Ah yes, the classic December reflection. By now, you’ve probably dusted off your January resolutions, only to find that:
- You didn’t lose weight.
- You didn’t save money.
- And no, you’re still not living your “best life.”
It’s like a ritual. You sit there, scrolling through your Instagram feed, watching everyone’s highlight reels, wondering if you missed a memo. Meanwhile, reality reminds you:
- January: You were optimistic.
- March: You discovered Netflix bingeing is a hobby.
- August: You completely forgot resolutions were a thing.
But hey, if you made it through 2024 with your sanity intact, you’ve accomplished plenty. Surviving the National grid drama and Lagos traffic deserves its own award.
Mystery #2: Why Does Everyone Suddenly Become a Philosopher in December?
There’s something about December air that makes even the most unserious people start dropping wisdom bombs. Suddenly, everyone’s posting deep captions on social media:
- “Life is short; make every moment count.”
- “Protect your peace at all costs.”
- “New Year, new me.”
Meanwhile, it’s the same people who ghosted their friends all year or ate your food without shame. Is there a secret motivational gas leak somewhere? Or do we all just get reflective when faced with another 365 days of potential chaos?
The kicker? By mid-January, most people are back to “It is what it is.” Truly inspiring.
Mystery #3: Why Is December So Expensive?
Detty December is a full-time job, and it’s one your bank account didn’t sign up for.
- Price of chicken? N35,000.
- Concert tickets? N20,000.
- Fuel to attend those events? Price on inquiry.
By the time January rolls around, your wallet looks like it’s been through a war. But somehow, it’s worth it(Maybe not). But the thrill of turning up, the photos, the memories—they’re priceless. (At least that’s what you tell yourself while slurping indomie for the third week in a row.)
Mystery #4: The Family Reunion Olympics
December is prime family reunion season, and you know what that means: unsolicited advice and endless questions.
- “When are you getting married?”
- “When are you having kids?”
- “What exactly do you do for a living?”
- “You’re now a big boy o”
Every Nigerian knows this drill. You spend half the reunion dodging your aunties and uncles, who seem to think your life choices are their business.
But here’s the kicker: no matter how chaotic it gets, there’s something oddly comforting about these gatherings. The food, the laughter, the arguments over who’ll wash plates—it’s a reminder that, for better or worse, family is always there.
Mystery #5: The “Next Year Will Be Different” Syndrome
Despite all the drama, December ends with hope. Somehow, the clock striking midnight on December 31st feels like a cosmic reset button.
- “Next year, I’ll be more organized.”
- “I’ll exercise and eat better.”
- “2025 will be my year of breakthrough!”
But let’s be real: life is a mystery that doesn’t care about your plans. If 2024 was chaotic, 2025 probably will be too. But that’s the beauty of it. We keep dreaming, keep striving, keep believing. What else can we do?
The Real December Mystery: Why We Keep Loving It
For all its chaos, regrets, and expenses, December remains undefeated. It’s the one month that reminds us that life, messy as it is, is worth celebrating. The laughter, the food, the chaotic reunions—they’re all part of the magic.
So here’s to December: the mad, dramatic, beautiful finale of the year. May it continue to confuse, exhaust, and delight us in equal measure. After all, what’s life without a little drama?
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