Hey again, fabulous JCIN UI members! Welcome back to “Diary of a Jaycee,” where every entry captures the heartbeat of JCIN UI Week—unfiltered and unforgettable. If you’ve cheered through game night, played at the football match, and soaked in the creative spark of our past events, then brace yourself for day seven. The Y2K Party was a full-blown throwback: baggy jeans, bold beats, and vibes straight out of the early 2000s. From choreographed chaos to glittery nostalgia, it was one of those nights when the past felt perfectly present. Day seven took us on a time warp. Let’s jump in together!
By: Kabirat Ojo
Dear Diary,
Movie Night arrived with a lot of anticipation, but not quite the turnout. I slipped into the venue just before 5:00 PM, expecting a lively crowd—but instead, I found only a scattering of familiar faces, no more than ten or so. Honestly, the wait before things officially kicked off felt long. The turnout was slow, and noticeably, the ladies far outnumbered the guys—there couldn’t have been more than three men from JCIN UI around. The place felt a bit too spacious for the number of us there, but that didn’t dull the energy for those who came. Soon after getting there, I got pulled into creating content— Marcus Andrea asked for participants for a little content project, and of course, I joined in.
As time went on people started to trickle in and we eventually settled in for the movie, Gala in hand, while Beloved, the ever-reliable photographer—made rounds, snapping shots of attendees who struck poses with more enthusiasm than the attendance suggested. I like how we usually have photographers capture the unadulterated glee and amusement on people’s faces during events, especially when we’re unaware that we’re being photographed. The memories….
Still, once things finally got rolling sometime after 6 PM, the mood shifted. My family head, Adene Deborah, along with Miss Gloria, officially opened the night’s activities, setting the tone with a lively music set from the DJ. What followed was part concert, part comedy, part childhood throwback—people burst into songs, dancing to tunes from nursery rhymes to old-school bangers. The songs and rhymes really took us back to the early 2000s and had everyone reminiscing about the good old days with our eyes closed. It was funny to see people struggling to remember lyrics and rhymes and how people lit up when they started to remember them.
Then came the board members’ spotlight—the LOP, IPP, EVP Internal, and the General Secretary all hit the dance floor to cheers and laughter. Soon after, each JCI family was called up to perform and participate in group dances. From Skelewu to Azonto, it turned into a friendly showcase of rhythm and nostalgia. The creative showcases were the true heart of the evening. Kunle Oyesanya’s family delivered a powerful spoken word piece. Utho Eruore’s family gave us a playful dramatization of an Adekunle Gold and Simi duet, sweet and theatrical. And me? I stepped up for Taiwo Ande’s family, presenting a poem I wrote myself.
We wrapped the night up with more dancing and of course, more food—snacks galore. There was Gala, chin chin, sweets, gum, and of course, delicious, savory rolls of ponmo enclosing grated pepper and spiced to perfection.
Eventually, I had to dash, not long after 6:00 PM. But the evening, sparse as it started, turned into something warm and joyful. Not every good time needs a full house.