DIARY OF A FUNAABITE- PART 5 (The rigors of Osiele Market)

A lot of people are actually waiting for the next episode of "my love life series", but I have decided to stop it because I can no longer drag much more people into this issue. This is because, of a truth this diary won't finish if I continue with that series as I can't really categorically tell you that this is the amount of girls have dated in FUNAAB in just 3 years and 6 months of ASUU strike. Well, to God be all the glory, I am alive to tell the tale.

Osiele market of every 5 days has been my source of provisions anytime I am in school, with just N3000 I can boast of some rice, garri, and beans, with kulikuli (garri's complementary good), etc.

Iya Nimota has been like a second mother to me, though she collects money (attimes) but she trusts me so much that she allows me to measure my congo of rice, beans, and garri myself without monitoring. I think this is because Nimota likes me, and as a sharp guy who knows dating Nimota can actually open another stream of constant foodstuff. I asked Nimota out, and not only did she say YES, her mom even told me YES. It’s not easy to be an accounting student from FUNAAB. That alone has given me direct access.



Nimota has always wanted to visit me in school, but I always posted her. No o, I can’t afford to bring such a girl that has zebra crossing on her cheek to school with me ooo. Her makeup is something out of this world, she is a black girl and her best lipstick colour is purple, and it always make her look like a ribena bottle. Worst of all, she has this habit that I can’t stand, Nimota use to scratch her bom-bom like its recharge card. She really can’t come visit me.

One day, I was on my way to A101 for ACC201 lecture, then at the Mancot park beside the library I heard ...read more at: https://www.humanrefinery./2014/12/27/diary-of-a-funaabite-part-5-the-rigors-of-osiele-market/

op you for complete am here na, i cant use ma kb to open that site.
Though d story funny

oh...u got kb left....