Becoming 23 | I Didn't Expect To Be Nigerian

I sat with my results for a bit and that's when it hit me that I did not expect to have any of the results from the kit. I knew I'd be African... because, of course! However, I typically get coined as Senegalese by other African people, such as Fatty, who braids my hair, and others I've encountered. 

Being Nigerian is starting to make a lot of sense. I met one of my best friends, Ade´, in 2016 who brought Nigeria into my life. I am continuously pestering her with questions about her childhood, experiences, culture, tradition and more. Had it not been for her and all her siblings having the exact same name, I would've never known about African prefixes in names, the various Nigerian tribes such as Igbo, Hausa, and Yoruba, nor would I know how to say: 'mo nife re' (i love you). Beyond Ade´ I met Adamu, Ugonma, and Tosan who I also overwhelm with questions about their culture. My roommates Ugo and Tosan educate me all the time. For example, I learned that Nigerians can turn humans into yam when they don't like them or want to become rich - who knew.

As I sat with the results even further, I realized that I had no idea I'd be British and Irish either. European, yes, but I thought perhaps French. Being Irish came way out of left field for me, but I'm assuming that's where my some of my luck originates from.

I really do wonder whether or not our ethnicities have the power to influence our personalities and the paths in which our lives take form. Am I this hardworking because I'm Nigerian? Or was this a product of never being satisfied with my environment and feeling the need to change or fix it?

Am I lucky because I'm Irish?

Are my eyes really this slanted because I am .2% East Asian? 
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I'm not sure 23 & Me could give me those answers for certain, however, when I have a little chat with god, she'll tell me.

Can't wait to continue becoming 23 in St. Croix during February 2019.