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Congrats bro, your story is inspiring.

If you don't mind, I would love you to be explicit about the scholarship aspect. What were the scholarships?

(I don't mind sending a pm if you are not comfortable discussing it here)

Donpenny:
pls I need to get mine too at a primary school in delta. Pls can u pls guild me on the procedure?

No big deal. Just visit the head teacher of the school you wrote the exam. You may need to go with a valid means of identification like birth certificate or even your term result sheet when you were schooling there.

Personally, the head teacher recognized me so I didn't have to go through those means.

As for the price, it depends on the school. They might want to charge more for keeping the certificate for you, if not it's 'almost' free.

Valentine Fever

"Hello! Waiter!"

Nobody was forthcoming.
It seemed like all the waiters and waitresses were having an executive meeting at the expense of their customers. Anyways, what do one expect from a God-forsaken restaurant?

The dryness that accompanied the year's harmattan had given my throat stories to tell. I could feel my throat getting drier by the second. All thanks to the'fair' weather we have in Nigeria.

"Waiter!" I squealed again.

A soothing sigh escaped through my mouth. The air-conditioner was really doing a great job to my slightly-hot skin. But, I really needed to wet my throat. On a lighter note, could have passed out from such throat dryness.

"Water, water, water" I started muttering.

"Who will come to my rescue now?"

Just then I heard the faint footsteps of a high-heeled shoe. The person seemed to be walking while observing or maybe admiring the restaurant.
I quickly made a mental note to ask for help from the person. So, my ears became conscious of the person's presence.

"Hello, ma. Good day." I quickly intercepted her when I perceived that she was closest.

"You too. Can I help you?" The stranger reciprocated my warm greetings with an abrupt question.

An impatient person she must be.

"Please, if you don't mind, can you help me to call any of the waiters you see?" I tried to be polite as possible.

" Sorry ma, I don't get you." The stranger seemed confused.

Maybe my fake Spanish accent was confusing her.

"I mean, while you are going you should do well to call any waiter you find on the way for me." I had to resound it. This time, slowly.

I was greeted with few seconds of awkward silence.

"Not again!" I exclaimed inwardly.

"Mummy." My thoughts were interrupted by the angelic voice of about a ten-year old girl child.
"It seems she is she blind." I heard the whispers.

It was the stranger's daughter whispering to her. Such a sensitive child. I would love to one like her someday.

"Oh! I'm sorry ma. I didn't notice..."

"It's no problem ma'am." I had to cut her short. I've heard those lines a thousand and one times. I just needed water.

"So, will you?" I asked again.

"Sure." The stranger departed. Her footsteps were quite faster this time around.

I couldn't help but smile.

I reached out my handbag for my four-month iPhone 6. And with the help of Voice Search App, I was able to locate Katty Perry's 'Unconditionally'. The song began to set my mood for a romantic Valentine evening with my fiancè-turned-boyfriend . Don't ask why I called him so. I already demoted Henry to a 'boy-friend level' long time ago. I couldn't envisage the both of us tying the knot together in the nearest future. But, I still loved him. Whatever be the case, I had to enjoy my moments as a young lady.

"Welcome to Sus-cex Restaurant ma'am. What are your orders?" A male-like female voice jilted me back from cloud nine.

"Thank you for reminding me that I am seated in an incompetent restaurant whose staffs have no value for their customers." I snapped.

Too bad I had to unleash my anger on an innocent waitress.

"Water, please." I requested.

The next fifteen minutes saw me waiting for someone that was never punctual to meetings like this.

"Hy Mabel-love. Happy Lover's Day". My boyfriend finally arrived with a scented artificial flower in his hands. Romantic, isn't he?

"Really?" I gave a nonchalant reply.

This man must be joking.

" See, I'm sorry for the lateness. My roommate was organizing a party, so I had to be there." Henry was trying to placate me.

"It's okay Henry. You always have 'reasonable' excuses". I forgave him. Sarcastically.

Henry was a nice lover. Soft at heart. We were both in the same department in school. Though, not my set. But by fate I had to graduate with his set.

I had to spend five years for a four-year course. For no just cause, if you ask me. I couldn't have my project supervisor to approve my project work before the deadline. You may put the blame on my visual impairedness. Chasing a lecturer who never stayed one place was very excruciating for me.

As fate would have it, I had to spend another year in school.

The struggle continued. Henry had a different supervisor and was done with everything concerning his project. I was still battling with mine. What befell me the previous year was about to befall me again. Anyways, Henry kept on dishing out words of encouragement to me.

"Here. I've brought your favourite." I heard Henry placing our meal on the table. Such a silent walker. I hate it when people take me unaware.

"Thank you". I muttered.

Whooop! The pop sound of the wine made me jerk.

"Sorry Baby." Henry apologized through a wide grin.

Henry had this sense of humor that made ladies to admire him. Fair complexioned with cute dimples adorning his full-bearded face. In case you are wondering how I know, the blind also sees. Every blind person have a personal perspective of how his/her surrounding and people looks like, so I gave him those features irrespective of what he may truly look like.

"I was thinking," Henry began while pouring out wine into our wine glasses. "don't you think four kids will be okay for us?"

"What?!"

Henry nearly made me to choke on my coconut rice.

"You are not serious Henry. You want to kill me?" I playfully rebuked him.
"One is just okay for me. At most two".
Honestly, I hate stress.

"Are you that lazy?" Henry began to tease me "Come on, my mum had seven of us."

"Henry not me. The world is changing..."

An incoming phone call from Sly, a course-mate interrupted us. He wanted to see me urgently. And from the urgency of his voice, I couldn't help but to give him the address of our present location.

Three minutes was enough for Sly to locate us. He seemed so much excited.

" Guess what, Mabel" Sly barged into our conversation.

" What?" I inquired.

" I brought you a valentine gift" He continued.

Henry quickly made a mock cough. I didn't know the reason though. Maybe he was just jealous.

"So, I can feel it?" I was already getting excited.

"A book?" I couldn't believe what I touched.

"Not just a book! It's your project work! Professor Kennedy finally approved it." Sly broke the good news.

"In my absence?"

"Yes, surprising?"

"Tell me that you are joking Sly." I was careful not to be pranked.

"For real, Mabel" Sly kept on confirming.

Words couldn't express the kind of joy I felt at that moment. It was a miracle come true.

How would I have coped spending another year in school?

I removed my sunshade to clean my teary face. This news was too good to be true.

"So you mean I can now graduate?" I asked no one in particular. Nevertheless, Sly's soft giggle still assured me that it was for real.

"How did you do it?" I needed to know

" Don't worry Mabel, celebrate first. I will give you the full gist later". Sly replied. It seemed he was too excited to start telling me stories.

"Please Sly, lead me out of this place. My 'roomies' must hear this one". I pleaded as I packed my things to leave.

"You are leaving me here? We are not done with these!" Henry couldn't bear the sight of seeing me leave.

"I'm sorry Henry." I paid deaf ears to him.

"Mabel-love, I know I have not lived up to your expectations but..." A strong-willed Henry thought he could buy me over with his sweet talks.

"Henry save yourself the stress"

I was already midway through hall. My left hand clutching Sly's arm as though my life depended on it.

"Okay, Mabel. I've agreed. Let's make it only two kids!" Henry screamed out of near-fustration. Poor him.

"Bye Henry!" Good riddance to bad rubbish. So I thought.


To Sly, wherever you are now;
'You will continue to be my hero. A true lover. A great friend. My 'Super-Val'. Wherever you find yourself, may someone reciprocate the love you showed me in double fold.'
Cheers!
Valentine Fever

"Hello! Waiter!"

Nobody was forthcoming.
It seemed like all the waiters and waitresses were having an executive meeting at the expense of their customers. Anyways, what do one expect from a God-forsaken restaurant?

The dryness that accompanied the year's harmattan had given my throat stories to tell. I could feel my throat getting drier by the second. All thanks to the'fair' weather we have in Nigeria.

"Waiter!" I squealed again.

A soothing sigh escaped through my mouth. The air-conditioner was really doing a great job to my slightly-hot skin. But, I really needed to wet my throat. On a lighter note, could have passed out from such throat dryness.

"Water, water, water" I started muttering.

"Who will come to my rescue now?"

Just then I heard the faint footsteps of a high-heeled shoe. The person seemed to be walking while observing or maybe admiring the restaurant.
I quickly made a mental note to ask for help from the person. So, my ears became conscious of the person's presence.

"Hello, ma. Good day." I quickly intercepted her when I perceived that she was closest.

"You too. Can I help you?" The stranger reciprocated my warm greetings with an abrupt question.

An impatient person she must be.

"Please, if you don't mind, can you help me to call any of the waiters you see?" I tried to be polite as possible.

" Sorry ma, I don't get you." The stranger seemed confused.

Maybe my fake Spanish accent was confusing her.

"I mean, while you are going you should do well to call any waiter you find on the way for me." I had to resound it. This time, slowly.

I was greeted with few seconds of awkward silence.

"Not again!" I exclaimed inwardly.

"Mummy." My thoughts were interrupted by the angelic voice of about a ten-year old girl child.
"It seems she is she blind." I heard the whispers.

It was the stranger's daughter whispering to her. Such a sensitive child. I would love to one like her someday.

"Oh! I'm sorry ma. I didn't notice..."

"It's no problem ma'am." I had to cut her short. I've heard those lines a thousand and one times. I just needed water.

"So, will you?" I asked again.

"Sure." The stranger departed. Her footsteps were quite faster this time around.

I couldn't help but smile.

I reached out my handbag for my four-month iPhone 6. And with the help of Voice Search App, I was able to locate Katty Perry's 'Unconditionally'. The song began to set my mood for a romantic Valentine evening with my fiancè-turned-boyfriend . Don't ask why I called him so. I already demoted Henry to a 'boy-friend level' long time ago. I couldn't envisage the both of us tying the knot together in the nearest future. But, I still loved him. Whatever be the case, I had to enjoy my moments as a young lady.

"Welcome to Sus-cex Restaurant ma'am. What are your orders?" A male-like female voice jilted me back from cloud nine.

"Thank you for reminding me that I am seated in an incompetent restaurant whose staffs have no value for their customers." I snapped.

Too bad I had to unleash my anger on an innocent waitress.

"Water, please." I requested.

The next fifteen minutes saw me waiting for someone that was never punctual to meetings like this.

"Hy Mabel-love. Happy Lover's Day". My boyfriend finally arrived with a scented artificial flower in his hands. Romantic, isn't he?

"Really?" I gave a nonchalant reply.

This man must be joking.

" See, I'm sorry for the lateness. My roommate was organizing a party, so I had to be there." Henry was trying to placate me.

"It's okay Henry. You always have 'reasonable' excuses". I forgave him. Sarcastically.

Henry was a nice lover. Soft at heart. We were both in the same department in school. Though, not my set. But by fate I had to graduate with his set.

I had to spend five years for a four-year course. For no just cause, if you ask me. I couldn't have my project supervisor to approve my project work before the deadline. You may put the blame on my visual impairedness. Chasing a lecturer who never stayed one place was very excruciating for me.

As fate would have it, I had to spend another year in school.

The struggle continued. Henry had a different supervisor and was done with everything concerning his project. I was still battling with mine. What befell me the previous year was about to befall me again. Anyways, Henry kept on dishing out words of encouragement to me.

"Here. I've brought your favourite." I heard Henry placing our meal on the table. Such a silent walker. I hate it when people take me unaware.

"Thank you". I muttered.

Whooop! The pop sound of the wine made me jerk.

"Sorry Baby." Henry apologized through a wide grin.

Henry had this sense of humor that made ladies to admire him. Fair complexioned with cute dimples adorning his full-bearded face. In case you are wondering how I know, the blind also sees. Every blind person have a personal perspective of how his/her surrounding and people looks like, so I gave him those features irrespective of what he may truly look like.

"I was thinking," Henry began while pouring out wine into our wine glasses. "don't you think four kids will be okay for us?"

"What?!"

Henry nearly made me to choke on my coconut rice.

"You are not serious Henry. You want to kill me?" I playfully rebuked him.
"One is just okay for me. At most two".
Honestly, I hate stress.

"Are you that lazy?" Henry began to tease me "Come on, my mum had seven of us."

"Henry not me. The world is changing..."

An incoming phone call from Sly, a course-mate interrupted us. He wanted to see me urgently. And from the urgency of his voice, I couldn't help but to give him the address of our present location.

Three minutes was enough for Sly to locate us. He seemed so much excited.

" Guess what, Mabel" Sly barged into our conversation.

" What?" I inquired.

" I brought you a valentine gift" He continued.

Henry quickly made a mock cough. I didn't know the reason though. Maybe he was just jealous.

"So, I can feel it?" I was already getting excited.

"A book?" I couldn't believe what I touched.

"Not just a book! It's your project work! Professor Kennedy finally approved it." Sly broke the good news.

"In my absence?"

"Yes, surprising?"

"Tell me that you are joking Sly." I was careful not to be pranked.

"For real, Mabel" Sly kept on confirming.

Words couldn't express the kind of joy I felt at that moment. It was a miracle come true.

How would I have coped spending another year in school?

I removed my sunshade to clean my teary face. This news was too good to be true.

"So you mean I can now graduate?" I asked no one in particular. Nevertheless, Sly's soft giggle still assured me that it was for real.

"How did you do it?" I needed to know

" Don't worry Mabel, celebrate first. I will give you the full gist later". Sly replied. It seemed he was too excited to start telling me stories.

"Please Sly, lead me out of this place. My 'roomies' must hear this one". I pleaded as I packed my things to leave.

"You are leaving me here? We are not done with these!" Henry couldn't bear the sight of seeing me leave.

"I'm sorry Henry." I paid deaf ears to him.

"Mabel-love, I know I have not lived up to your expectations but..." A strong-willed Henry thought he could buy me over with his sweet talks.

"Henry save yourself the stress"

I was already midway through hall. My left hand clutching Sly's arm as though my life depended on it.

"Okay, Mabel. I've agreed. Let's make it only two kids!" Henry screamed out of near-fustration. Poor him.

"Bye Henry!" Good riddance to bad rubbish. So I thought.


To Sly, wherever you are now;
'You will continue to be my hero. A true lover. A great friend. My 'Super-Val'. Wherever you find yourself, may someone reciprocate the love you showed me in double fold.'
Cheers!

Please what is the time for the online sample test, and other tests?

candelahria:
Read these stuff on quora sometime ago

...and thanks to him for bringing it up on nairaland.

'Pretenders are always the worst' goes the popular saying.

So many people see pretence as a deadly attribute, but I beg to differ. Pretence, basically, might not be totally harmful. It has its pros, as well as its cons. Personally, I think the pros overrides the cons.
Pretence becomes a bad thing when we begin to harbour evil plots in our heart, or when we pretend unnecessarily at the wrong time and situation.

Personally, I see pretence as a tool in achieving an objective - mind you, without hurting anyone's feeling.

In our daily lives, there maybe some characters you might want to possess. Why don't you begin by pretending to posses them? Soonest or later, you will find yourself exhibiting those characters.

What about that dude you have a natural dislike for. As a human, that feeling tends to abound. Why don't you begin by trying to like him? You never can tell, you may end up enjoying the good side of him (provided you have no evil plot for him or her).
Never estimate the power of pretence!

TissuePaper:
so u too u are in the business

This is my third payment...no verification yet..and yeah it's scholastica

Bros how far na? I'm interested in this scholarship stuff. How did u get ur scholarship? What dept. and school? Are the exams difficult?

Mine is just #2,000 @Delta State

*post deleted*

Please can anyone tell the estimate amount that will be paid as pension to Nitel ex-staffs monthly.

hardbody:
If it's not a full fledged call centre please don't deal. Make sure you see the phone physically and don't deal with any third party. Be sure any recharge is made direct into the said phone before you part with your money and be sure to take your phone away when leaving, don't go and come back for it. You may make some enquiries first to be sure. Good luck.

I suspect that message tho...it did not explain what you did to win the phone and why a ph address. The fact you are in ph notwithstanding.

...and the address is too detailed to be official. It ought to be 'come to MTN office along Aba expressway Port-harcourt' Chikena!

Dindondin:
the only major disadvantage is that it has inbuilt battery. But there's nothing to fear about it. Phones without inbuilt batteries dey spoil too. Also, you need to resist constant usage of the phone to charge other phones. itel P12 has a connector that can be used to charge other phones as if it's a power bank.

k, I heard dat d RAM is 512mb, hope d phone does not lag

Dindondin:
Op
Most comments on the 1st page of your thread are fake.

I bought itel P12 with 5000ma battery two months ago for just N19,000. When the seller advertised it to me, it was the battery part that attracts me.

It lasts 1 day with massive browsing, gaming, music & watching film.

It last 7 days with calls alone and 3 days with average gaming, music, downloads etc.

In Nigeria, its battery first before camera, and other specs.

Pls can you tell me the advantages and disadvantages of d fone. I want 2 purchase it

RuthDaniels:
Until you type these words to guys here you will continue to be a hypocrite to me.

Do you know what ladies go through on this section? Do you? Please don't preach to me until you get your facts straight sir.

I never sided, neither am I taking side with any gender on this topic. All am saying is take it easy with your cuss words, you never can tell. You can drive your point home without insults.
*peace*

RuthDaniels:
People take a good look at this weak dumb head, One would have thought he is some mighty, confident, high esteemed,rich Casanova by his first post on this thread.

Only one quote brought out his storytelling gift, his weaknesses, his shallowness and timidity. You aren't even permitted to type the word gold let alone digging, not even your bones is worth digging chicken.

How about you imitate your zimbo god and deal with me? That's a chance to redeem your failed commando act honey

I don't normally do this, but have to.
There is no gain hauling insults on someone you barely know. Why don't you ignore?....careful sis.

Jesuspikin8:
LMAO... See hate speech against excellence

What is this one saying?

chukzyfcbb:
stop deceiving that young man!

259 cannot get you medicine at UNILAG. That school is HOT CAKE!!!

Look at the results in this forum most people are scoring above 200, the guys who applied for medicine are hitting 300+, what makes you think they can't equally score 80 in postume?.

To the person with that score, buy a change of course form to avoid had I known. Don't let your beautiful score go to waste, 259 is way too good to let it waste due to ignorance. #A word is enough for the wise.

My opinion though. Besides I've read a testimony on this same forum! I've forgotten where the thread is. Something like 'Diary of a medical student' by one Mastermind moniker.
The simple truth is that most of the people that are 'blasting' Jamb with very high scores usually becone very relaxed. They think that they will be considered first, because of their scores. Universities don't care about your high UTME score. They want to see you do the magic in their own exam!

Jesuspikin8:
85% in Unilag isn't breath. Don't make that guy feel high on steroids

That's why he needs to study harder if he wants to be admitted to study medicine

Zubair123:
Can 259 get me Medicine in Unilag? I am thinking i should do a change of course to Nursing...

To be sincere, you are over-qualified to study medicine. Its Post-ume that's the main determinant. Once you can get 85%, combined with this 259, admission is certain!

Coming from the angle of customs and tradition. We have so many traditions that has been in vogue since ages past. These traditions maybe good or bad, but the funny thing is that we the younger generation do not care to know the origin or reasons for practising these traditions, yet we practice blindly. A typical example is the paying of bride price during marriage. As it was in the begining, so it shall continue to be

DrBESTJC:
They did not give us regulations about that and they did not provide anything but I personally went in with a plain sheet of paper and a pencil..........nobody disturbed me...........maybe because this one is just mock exam.I know they will be very strict during the main exam and like last year,they ought to provide working sheets.

K Thanks Bro

@DRBestJC, Were u allowed to take in biro or pencil or sheet of paper to solve? or were u provided with one?

Ablyz:
Despite the #700 Collected from those doing mock today and can't give us #10 hb pencil to calculate or may if they are thinking some juu in anytin they brought to the hall?

So u guys were'nt allowed 2 carry pencil inside d hall?

Prophylactic:
Post ume was conducted

Jamb score * 0.6
Pume score * 0.4
To give you your aggregate .

Cut off per department was base on general performance in that department

K Thanks

Prophylactic:
*only views no comment* i am the only one that applied for UNN

Lol

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dingbang:
Give more to the one who has sense...

and what if they both have sense>: