Hendrixky:
Hmmmm

It is not easy

Reason people smoke and drink alot
Or womanize

The truth is all these things helps at times

No matter how we try to see them as bad habits

Hendrixky:
Hmmmm

It is not easy

Reason people smoke and drink alot
Or womanize

The truth is all these things helps at times

No matter how we try to see them as bad habits


Escapism is the key at times
Even artiste for it alot
Without those vices you can't do some things in life

Yeah you called them unhealthy vices but they are really not unhealthy except you abuse it

Prettychild:

It doesn’t cos after all the bad habits, the problem still stirs one in the face and if you are unlucky, those bad habits can come with permanent illness and regrets

Hendrixky:


Time they say heals our wound right

Those vices help us to buy time

Hendrixky:
Hmmmm

It is not easy

Reason people smoke and drink alot
Or womanize

The truth is all these things helps at times

No matter how we try to see them as bad habits


Escapism is the key at times
Even artiste do it alot
Without those vices you can't do some things in life

Yeah you called them unhealthy vices but they are really not unhealthy except you abuse it

Prettychild:

It doesn’t help one to buy any time, it rather shortens productive time

Hendrixky:
Hmmmm

It is not easy

Reason people smoke and drink alot
Or womanize

The truth is all these things helps at times

No matter how we try to see them as bad habits


Escapism is the key at times
Even artiste do it alot
Without those vices you can't do some things in life

Yeah you called them unhealthy vices but they are really not unhealthy except you abuse it

Hendrixky:


Anyway you are not a male
So you are not in a position to know what am saying

Take for example something bad happens to me

The pain can be make less if you are a smoker or you can drink
And if a woman is beside you

Zee0007:
Mine happened of lately in school. Due to the naira scarcity I begged this koisk at the other lane of my lounge to help me with cabin biscuits and Garri to sustain myself while I make my last transfer of 1k for her.

This woman rejected. She said I must add another 400naira for her to withdraw. I nearly died.

This morning while I was going to the campus, the way I looked at her is still a mystery.

To be a student is not easy. Useless Access bank still had the effontry to withdraw charges for me this afternoon.

I have never be frustrated like yesterday and today.

God send me helper. I no get shishi for hand. My helper, I want die for here....😟😟😟😟😟😟😟

Hendrixky:


Anyway you are not a male
So you are not in a position to know what am saying

Take for example something bad happens to me

The pain can be make less if you are a smoker or you can drink
And if a woman is beside you

DesChyko:
We've come a long way.

It was during my project defence in final year. My supervisor then was always in UNN, I was schooling at ASUTECH renamed ANSU (now COOU).

You know the normal if you write table of content, bring for approval or disapproval; if you write literature review, bring for approval or disapproval; That was how a Lagos-bred young man from Imo whose parents sent to school in Anambra was just flying up and down and spending excess time in Enugu state on top Project matter.

The date was near, this woman kept dutifully rejecting my work upandan, I kept rewriting and re-presenting; sometimes successful, sometimes I will be sent back to drawing board. 2 days to the Monday and Tuesday we will defend (I will defend on Tuesday) and she was still analysing. That's how I took a chance and started typing my work. Even on the day of the defence, I was still typing. My topic was 'Applications of Complex Analysis'. Diagrams and equations took a lot of time even though the other parts were ready.

My friend came with his bike to pick me to the venue, when the last person before me was on the podium. I packed my unfinished work, manuscript and everything; clad in my suit I borrowed from a heftier friend at IMSU then, and zoomed off to the room. I had not even stepped in when the supervisor screamed "I did not approve this work o". Like WTF!!

I couldn't believe my ears. Was her intention to make me lag behind while others moved on? I approached the panel and explained to them when I started and why I got delayed. They told me to go back to my supervisor. I went back to her, she wouldn't have it. I started pleading. All of this was happening with everyone watching. I was almost losing it; until hope came through with the voice of the HOD who asked if I was confident in what I did. I replied him that every page in this booklet was prepared by me and I don't even need to look at it to remember and he override the supervisor and asked that I present my work then. And present my work, I did.

I think I put on a hell of a show but I remembered clearly, the closing remark by one of the lecturers on the audience. He said "I've listened to all defences from yesterday till today but this is the first work I can actually agree that the student did a thorough job. Well done". The applause and chants of my nickname that followed left me grinning from ear to ear. Needless to say, I was asked to tidy up my work and submit for stamping as a formality, but there is no doubt about the grade on the work.

DesChyko:
We've come a long way.

It was during my project defence in final year. My supervisor then was always in UNN, I was schooling at ASUTECH renamed ANSU (now COOU).

You know the normal if you write table of content, bring for approval or disapproval; if you write literature review, bring for approval or disapproval; That was how a Lagos-bred young man from Imo whose parents sent to school in Anambra was just flying up and down and spending excess time in Enugu state on top Project matter.

The date was near, this woman kept dutifully rejecting my work upandan, I kept rewriting and re-presenting; sometimes successful, sometimes I will be sent back to drawing board. 2 days to the Monday and Tuesday we will defend (I will defend on Tuesday) and she was still analysing. That's how I took a chance and started typing my work. Even on the day of the defence, I was still typing. My topic was 'Applications of Complex Analysis'. Diagrams and equations took a lot of time even though the other parts were ready.

My friend came with his bike to pick me to the venue, when the last person before me was on the podium. I packed my unfinished work, manuscript and everything; clad in my suit I borrowed from a heftier friend at IMSU then, and zoomed off to the room. I had not even stepped in when the supervisor screamed "I did not approve this work o". Like WTF!!

I couldn't believe my ears. Was her intention to make me lag behind while others moved on? I approached the panel and explained to them when I started and why I got delayed. They told me to go back to my supervisor. I went back to her, she wouldn't have it. I started pleading. All of this was happening with everyone watching. I was almost losing it; until hope came through with the voice of the HOD who asked if I was confident in what I did. I replied him that every page in this booklet was prepared by me and I don't even need to look at it to remember and he override the supervisor and asked that I present my work then. And present my work, I did.

I think I put on a hell of a show but I remembered clearly, the closing remark by one of the lecturers on the audience. He said "I've listened to all defences from yesterday till today but this is the first work I can actually agree that the student did a thorough job. Well done". The applause and chants of my nickname that followed left me grinning from ear to ear. Needless to say, I was asked to tidy up my work and submit for stamping as a formality, but there is no doubt about the grade on the work.

Nawteemaxie:
Hmm. I scaled the aptitude test with flying colors, and was invited for the interview. Position was an assistant lecturer at COE, Ekiadolor, Edo State. We were quite a handful who made it for the interview stage. The requirement for the position stated either B.SC or B.Ed, so with my 2.1 B.SC I felt good to go. Prepared every way 'preparable' and hit the road that morning.

Got to my turn for the interview and I went in to face the panel of 5. First question while perusing my documents was "Why don't you have an education qualification? How then will you know the basics of teaching?"

I wasn't even allowed to say a word in defense, before I was told to step out of the room. While leaving, I sighted one of the panelists write boldly beside my name "NOT QUALIFIED!" I felt very bad cause I had high hopes for that position, and believed I would have done well if given the opportunity. Coupled with the fact that I travelled all the way from Abuja to Benin the day before for the interview.

Na wa, why shortlist you if they know you don't have "education qualifications" in your CV?
I can relate with the stress you must have gone through

It is well tho. I've moved on!

Zee0007:
Mine happened of lately in school. Due to the naira scarcity I begged this koisk at the other lane of my lounge to help me with cabin biscuits and Garri to sustain myself while I make my last transfer of 1k for her.

This woman rejected. She said I must add another 400naira for her to withdraw. I nearly died.

This morning while I was going to the campus, the way I looked at her is still a mystery.

To be a student is not easy. Useless Access bank still had the effontry to withdraw charges for me this afternoon.

I have never be frustrated like yesterday and today.

God send me helper. I no get shishi for hand. My helper, I want die for here....😟😟😟😟😟😟😟

lakesider2006:
eyah sorry but u still get strength to type this?

Pastorjohn2:
The kind of none sense the mods forward to FP these days shocks me

Are you sons and daughters of Satan not ashamed?
Pre martial sex is a sin
Your children will burn in hell and suffer for your sinful ways.

Give your life to Christ now!!!!!

enonche85:


Nice, what was the reaction of your wicked supervisor?.