T2Justman:


she couldn’t give me any singular reason why she doesn’t want to hang out with me again. She just said she was tired of being in a relationship and that she needed sometime to think about her life.


Source: http://unn-edu.info/2016/03/she-used-me-and-dumped-me.html

Sunexy:
Dere is a friend of mine Dat can womanize wella Dat yr from my alma mater UNN..he came out d best graduating student in NSK campus..

It thought me dat a gal shud not make u lose focus
#peace

Pheals:
Where does she dump you ? enh lover boy ! U are sent to school to learn u failed to focus on that .... And your partner don't fail to remember y she was in school .....I hate it when people blame people not worth to be blame for their failure









My brother no one want to associate with failure


Florence can u excuse me ? Have got lectures to attend !

Estharfabian:
Well, it's About time the tables Turned, for a change!


Modified:
I just read it..
It's Almost saddening.
The thing's, You were Too Engrossed. An Ambitious Student should and Must know how to Balance education with Relationships.

while You're busy having makingout sessions And fidgeting Your heart around....Always have it At the back of your mind that You still have a future, worth planning...


Or just be like me! Steer clear from Relationships whilst in school! it'll save you a lotta heartbreak and whatnot!

Well, All hope isn't lost. You could still work Hard and Put together those shattered dreams of yours!

Pheals:
Where does she dump you ? enh lover boy ! U are sent to school to learn u failed to focus on that .... And your partner don't fail to remember y she was in school .....I hate it when people blame people not worth to be blame for their failure








My brother no one want to associate with failure


Florence can u excuse me ? Have got lectures to attend !

Estharfabian:
Well, it's About time the tables Turned, for a change!


Modified:
I just read it..
It's Almost saddening.
The thing's, You were Too Engrossed. An Ambitious Student should and Must know how to Balance education with Relationships.

while You're busy having makingout sessions And fidgeting Your heart around....Always have it At the back of your mind that You still have a future, worth planning...


Or just be like me! Steer clear from Relationships whilst in school! it'll save you a lotta heartbreak and whatnot!

Well, All hope isn't lost. You could still work Hard and Put together those shattered dreams of yours!

Kondomatic:
She just initiated you into badboyshood.


You're welcome to our brotherhood.

Kingsasian:
Op, please take heart, this is not the time to blame anyone for your problem. You were conscious of what you were doing at the time and allowed yourself to be distracted. All you need do now is to go back to your drawing board. Study hard and rewrite your carry over course. We have a similar experience only that mine is worse than yours, if I tell you my story about wetin girls don do me for school you go know say yours na small thing but at the end I came out better and a better man. Let go of every hate and concentrate on the task at hand.

T2Justman:
Make una help me beg Mods make them move this to FP so that other guys like me can read and learn. Guys, Be Wise!

I WAS USED

This evening, I sat down at CEC quadrangle and couldn’t help but noticed a boy and a girl holding hands in a lovey-dovey manner. I was enjoying my bottle of chilled star alone looking rather aloof. I smiled as I watched these lovebirds who, I suppose are students of this university, giggling at each others joke. The girl was tall, beautiful and elegantly dressed. The guy who was obviously enjoying her company had a goatee; he was probably five feet-four and was putting on a well starched white shirt and black trousers. He looked like these pharmacy students who are either in their final or penultimate year. As for the girl, it was difficult to guess which department she was from. But, there was something remarkable about her_____ she was wearing the kind of hairstyle that Florence wore most of the time in our undergraduate days. Did I just say ‘our’…? I mean her undergraduate days. I had to correct that statement because, although Florence is now a graduate, I’m still an undergraduate despite the fact that we were supposed to have graduated the same time.

When I boycotted the 45th convocation ceremony of the University of Nigeria, I spent the whole evening crying a room. It was supposed to be my convocation, a happy moment but there I was blubbering like a child. And because I knew a lot of persons would be calling to ‘congratulate’ me, I switched off my phone because I didn’t want anything to remind me of how badly I had failed. I didn’t want to be reminded of the fact that I’m not graduating with my set. As my mates were at Nsukka celebrating, I curled up on the bed in my Uncle’s visitor’s room playing blues. I choose to visit Uncle Goddy at that time because I know that his house would afford me the kind of solitude I needed. His children were all grown ups and outside the country except for his last child, Kaodilichukwu, who is in Abuja in search of greener pasture. As Uncle Goddy and his wife were hardly around, I had all the time in the world to cry.

Having witnessed three covocations in my days as an undergrate, I know how ecstatic and blissful the atmosphere can be but, on that convocation Friday, there I was at Independence Layout in a ‘kingly’ apartment bemoaning while my mates were having fun as they waited to collect a certificate that would certify that they had passed in both character and learning. I felt really bad when on that night, I logged onto facebook and saw pictures of friends and classmates on their convocation gowns and well tailored suit. I was ashamed for having failed myself and family.

After crying my eyes out, I sat down thinking about what really happened. Where did I get it wrong? Why would someone who started his academic pursuit on a GPA of 4.5 not graduate with his set? Then it struck me!

My problem was Florence (or should I say Karma?). I met Florence at the later part of my second year in the university. She’s dark in complexion with a pointed nose that would make you think that she would be among the first to give up if God decided to reduce the oxygen in the air and makes it breath-in-as-much-as-your-nose-can-accommodate. She was in Biological Sciences and I was (or should I say, I am) in the Faculty of Physical sciences? One thing leading to another we became too familiar. Fast forward to 3rd year. Although I was no longer in first class, I was in a comfortable 2:1. I started loosing grip of myself when she started spending weekends in my house. I loved her company and she enjoyed the commitment, the love and, of course, the money I ‘lavished’ on her.

Things became a lot more lively when Florence came into my life but my academic began to suffer. Put it this way, the joy that she brought into my life was the bane of my academics. I started skipping lectures when she moved into my apartment. I was so fond of her that sometimes, when I’m in class I find it difficult refraining from thinking about her. This continued until in my third year second semester exam, I failed a prerequisite course. Those in Physical science, especially the department of Pure and Industrial Chemistry will understand what a prerequisite course means; once you goof in them, its an automatic extra year.

To make matters worse, Florence broke up with me in final year. I was heart broken because she couldn’t give me any singular reason why she doesn’t want to hang out with me again. She just said she was tired of being in a relationship and that she needed sometime to think about her life.

My X, Florence graduated with 2:2 in record time and was at the convocation. It was on that Convoc night, when I saw hundreds of pictures of hers on facebook that if dawned on me that I had not unfriended her. I had delected her from my mind when I heard from the grapevine that she was engaged to the son of a politician. I became vindictive, when I heard a week ago that she would be getting married this Easter. However, what’s my greatest concern right now is to write this my carry-over and leave this environment for good.

Sitting down in CEC quadrangle, and not knowing what to expect from the carry-over course that I have on Tuesday, I was reminded of Florence again by those two lovebirds who were lost in the company of each other.

As I stole a glance at them, my prayer is that their love story shouldn’t end like mine.

Source: http://unn-edu.info/2016/03/she-used-me-and-dumped-me.html