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OK now. But the guy should borrow himself brain or what do you think

By @disturbingafrik

Nobody hears the noise in the kitchen when the pot cooks the cocoyam until the pestle starts pounding it.

It came as a surprise to me that you, who so much avoid the press in every ‘izzue’ engaging you with women affairs since your success in the music industry, have solely reported yourself consciously, about an affair that happened more than a year ago with a woman, who is the mother of your child, and can’t be qualified as being educated as you.

Even after apologizing (and claiming to quit music over the ‘izzue’), I still don’t understand if you really want this ‘izzue’ you’re fighting for or if you only wanted a good time the night (or whatever time of the day) it started.

After reading all statements from you, the complainant Sophia, and her spokesman Dele Momodu, down to the social rants that intruded later on the subject matter, I felt like the DPO of a local police station, settling a case presented from the incidents of your nightmares. Firstly, this is a family case and has no right to attract the public interest.

Secondly, in one page, you ceaselessly pleaded for freedom more than Mandela and in another page reluctantly accepted blames on same ‘izzue’.

All your inviting proclaims on social media on the ‘izzue’ invited no one to think, but rather imagined you were idolized, seduced, raped and framed by Sophia, as no comment of yours has yet accepted the affair with her was mutual (as you claim the truth of the ‘izzue’ is yet to be known) – neglecting exposing secret lies of your baby mama’s lifestyle, an inferior to your class.

Telling me a lady took advantage of you, at your current age of 21, is a reason to forcefully take the resultant baby, is like stressing how you lost on Nairabet’s virtual game stakes because of incomplete time.

On a second thought, I believed in you when you had previous controversial cases involving Wizkid and Mc Galaxy. I’m about to believe in you not having a relationship with Sophia, as I’m thinking she neither agreed for you to use condoms nor contraceptives for her during and after your casual love making with her.



The partial responsibility you took on the ‘izzue’ by accepting to be paying Sophia three hundred thousand naira monthly made me believe you are a “money-miss-road” boy who is suffering from what his ignorance and carelessness caused.

Setting up this whole ‘izzue’ and ending it in hours made me assume you are calling on me to bear witness with you again after robbers attacked you in South Africa because of your “posting-cash-online” unrelenting habit.

This must have been a great burden for you as a young aspiring legend, who seeks a sketched career through a closed compass.

Regarding your recent song, ‘Izzue’, featuring Dammy Krane, your lyrics weren’t clear enough until now: you wanted no ‘izzue’, but a hide and seek game in which the lady can come to the bedroom and then you ‘izzue’ everything she requests for; right?.

This case is no different as it still baffles me how you neglected your own words and that of your family, only to hear mine. Social Services Organizations or Child Care Agencies should have been called upon to address this ‘izzue’.

It’s so sad to note that you have no better benefits from this taboo you called ‘izzue’ than worries, side effects, and confessions to proclaim.

Notwithstanding, this drama that has you as the main character with an online setting, has no direct positive moral lessons for youths or aspiring musicians who tend to follow your lead, but affirmed the fact one must be preyed by the present hardship in Nigeria.

Your first class grade in the university couldn’t guarantee that you’re educated, as you played a vital role in demoralizing Nigerian youths through this unwanted drama. It all reminded me you have to reap what you sowed.

Just a word of advice, focus on your work and stop jumping about, except you’re ready to marry – women are valueless distractions to a growing music career. Lastly, I hope you dro

1. In arms of angels- Sarah mclachlan in city of angels

2. Enter one Sol selpy in son of the gun

3. It is on again Alicia keys in spiderman 3

lourash:
You need to do a transfer of ownership. Then I advise that you Change the registration number too , that way the full document will bear your name .. have a contact who can handle that for you incase you need help..his name is Saheed 0802 989 6411.. you may want to call him to advise you even if you will handle it yourself

Thanks for this.

Regards

MindTwister:
A government must have a blueprint from whence it operates. It is not enough to administer serious units of our life wire via deadlines. Serious governments run as a system of interdependent parts and the reductionist approach taken by this APC led administration is only fit for governments in the 1920s/30s where everything worked mechanically. How can you draw efficiency from providing cut off dates? Efficiency is built within the core of a unit, the core of a system, and the reason why this strategy will fail is because, rather than deal with the core issues of inefficient management and probably dead wood facilities, we are encouraging cosmetic interventions designed to retain jobs and to give a semblance of things working.

2015, the year of the great deception is over. We agree that we have been mugged electorally. Can we allow 2016 to be different a bit please? No drama, no pictures, no international trips, no media trials just work, work, work.

After that Buhari our man can get a boo...coz even his boo....

Ur mind is really twisted. You just joined nairaland see the plenty rubbish from pit of hell u av been posting. None of ur post make any sense they are just so negative and myopic.

I recently bought a Nigerian used car from someone. What document do I need to fully make it mine? Or what steps do I take it to fully possess it?

PassingShot:
Though the massacre of Shia members is condemnable and should have been avoided, videos of what happened have made us known that the movement was confrontational with the army.

Akpobolokemi was gently asked to come with the police who had gone to arrest him on different matter from those which he was granted bail and he resisted arrest. No where in the world will anyone resisting arrest be treated better than what those policemen did to him. He could easily have been seriously injured. In fact, such resistance is another crime entirely.

As for the state of economy, sensible persons know that what we're going through today is a result of our bad decisions from many years ago.

Decision to waste our unprecedented dollars earned from crude sale with not much to show for it.

Decision to plunder our foreign reserves to an abysmal level of $29bn from $47bn that GEJ met it instead of growing it.

Decision to loot budgetary and non-budgetary allocations to fight insurgency by PDP cabal headed by Dasuki while GEJ looked on.

Decision to dollarize the economy by bribing anyone bribable just for GEJ to win election.

Decision to grant import waivers to the rich on luxury goods with NOI's and GEJ's nod.

Those poor judgements are too many to ink here and had we not gotten rid of GEJ, Nigeria would have become a complete FAILED NATION. After all, GEJ borrowed to pay salaries in March and April of 2015. So, what other indications do we need to know we were already dead in GEJ's hands?

FFK, you're a slowpoke if you feign no knowledge of all the wrong decisions that brought our economy to this state. May you and your likes who participated in crashing the economy be served deserved justice in no distant future.
Omo ale!

Your head they there. You are just too mouthed and too much

amakaobiemeka:
he has no biological child of his own, the boy he adpoted just died less than a year,he has no true friends after giving them all they desert him and stone him even his father clark, he has a moral burden as a wife who disgraces him with every word frm her mouth, his wife has health crisis, he isnt taken serious by his people for failing to uplift them, nigerians curse him everyday, he said he is the most insulted nigeria head of state, he isnt recognised outside nigeria they refuse to give him noble prize but prefer to give 16y malala. He continues to have a big inferiority complex which he covers up with ogogoro making him an excessive alcohol addict. He cant control himself,private part in the presence of any woman be it dieazani,old iweala,odua,onyeka owenu, mama g, and small sheyi shay. He cant spend his retirement in peace like other ex presidents without going to overseas to solve his depression.
He still cant do a single thing on his own without looking for help, even begging ex president obj to booklaunch. He is treated like a leeper and runs to obj house only for obj to leave him with his gateman, he runs frm shrine,church,thrones just to kneel down as start beging like a thief. His every word are like the words coming frm a 2yr old toddler, shld i go on, he has all the money in the world but all these problems for one man cant be coincedences, it is a curse,karma and repacursion.

You too get mouth. Olenu paa

Have you been following this reality TV program about Snoop's family. It just increased my respect for snoop. (BET channel 129 on dstv) let's talk about it.

thatsincerechic:
I felt my whole world crumbling, I was destabilised and confused. I didn't know where else to go to, or who to call next. To say the fact, I was tired of running from one house to the other, I was tired of squatting, I was tired of saving money from my handwork which was never enough and life was becoming meaningless to me, and suddenly I remembered there was fellowship for that day and I decided to attend the fellowship. I wanted a communication with God, I finally decided.
After fellowship that day, I passed the night at the girl's hostel with one of my course mates. It wasn't a comfortable experience for me though as I had to lie on the floor close to her bunk.
I became a full time member at the fellowship, joined the publication unit again and became very devoted. My schedule included just fellowship and class.
Sometimes I slept in classrooms after reading at night, would go to the girl's hostel in the mornings to clean up, I attended all night praise and worship organised by my fellowship and other fellowships partly because I had no where to sleep. Life for me continued that way until I was made the Secretary of the publication unit because the former Secretary had to leave the school. It was a big challenge for me because I had new responsibilities and because not everyone in the unit liked the fact that I was made the Secretary, according to them, I left the fellowship only to come back and claim the position of the Secretary. I believe my being made the Secretary was simply Grace. Because I was now a full time worker and had a position in the fellowship, I was told I could start living in the pastorium (it is an apartment meant for workers that held positions in the fellowship) which I gladly accepted. During fellowships I saw Rita, we became friends but not really as close as we were before. She was in the choir and was also a financial treasurer.
Back at the department, Andy avoided me anytime he saw me, if I made to call him or want to strike a conversation when we were finally together, he would always come up with one excuse or the other and would walk away leaving me staring after him.
Amaka on the other hand was busy with her boo, the only time I was at her place was when she needed me to help her out with her assignments or when I needed some of my belongings before I finally moved them into the pastorium I was staying.
Second semester arrived, thankfully there were no classes, there was only the IT for that semester.
To say the fact, I had my industrial training inside the school. I also could not rewrite my carry over exam because the lecturer finally told me I was wasting my time after much pleading.. He said it was impossible to record my score for that course with the IT hence his refusal.....

@OP do you have any update on Chuks, Andy, Rita and Amaka. Especially that mean and terrible Chuks

It is easier for many to stay here and be pontificating over the poor young woman. The story does not sound fabricated. And it is easier to give advice when you are not in the saddle. @OP though I was among those who harassed when you stopped writing. It was more out off frustration over not knowing what you were up to and to get to know how your wonderful school life came to success.

I wish you well in all your endeavour. Cheers

thatsincerechic:
Second semester had ended and i was now in my year three, feeling a little older and disappointed at the same time as I kept staring at notice board in the department. I believed the authenticity of what I was seeing but I just couldn't accept the fact.
My results were finally out for the last semester, and the only thing I could see was the letter 'F' I kept staring at. The letter seemed a little bigger and bolder than the other grades, I kept staring, deeply, and remained that way even when some students were pushing and struggling just to take turns in viewing their grades. I didn't care if I was trampled on, the only thing on my mind was what I was staring at. I just kept staring and wishing it was all a dream and i felt the alphabet had a whole lot to tell me hence I kept staring at it.
The day I wrote the exam was once of the most painful moments of my life.
When I was finally allowed to write the exam by the course lecturer himself, I wrote with all my mind, I just kept writing and made a lot of mistakes while answering the first question.
I was only able to attempt the first section of question one, and I had six questions to answer and just when I was about to attempt the second question, I heard
"Stop everybody! And start passing your answering sheets forward... 2hrs, 30minutes it is... You know i dont have extra time " the course lecturer shouted.
By this time, I dedicated more speed, sweating and jittering and i heard again
" I said pass your sheets forward, because if I find you Still holding on to them, I would come and sign minus 30 on them. The lecturer meant every word he had said and i had no other option but to pass my sheet forward with the little faith I had.
Just after, I had decided to accept the fact that I had 'F' on the course,I saw Andy when I made to leave the department then I walked up to him saying
"Hi"
"Hi" he returned nonchalantly.
"xup have you seen your results, I just saw mine" I asked him
"yup " he answered.
The conversation was not going on smoothly between is, and when I decided to ask him why he was cold towards him, he left me saying
" sorry, gat to go".
I stood there like a slowpoke, confused and felt everyone there was watching even if no one was.
After I had taken down the time table for the semester, made enquiries about the dues, I went back to Amaka's place and met her boyfriend there.
They were both arranging some stuff, Amaka's boyfriend's luggage I guessed.
After few minutes of watching them arrange the luggage and just when I was able to ask Amaka what was going on, She came to where I was, looked at me with uncertainty, I noticed she was finding it difficult to say what she wanted to say, until she finally said
"Rose, boo has come to live with me for this semester.... He has accommodation issues, and you know the three of us cannot live together in this place.... So where are you going to stay?......

I really feel for you OP. I mean this is damn much. Why cant she tell you ahead.

thatsincerechic:
I didnt want to reply comments but I was forced to reply this.
ANSWERS TO YOUR QUESTIONS
1. Look before you leap. You probably did not followed the story but here you are spewing thrash to show case your ignorance.
2. That shouldn't be the basis of the story, should it?
3. Visit my number 1 answer
4. Visit my number 1 answer again and this time don't ever misquote a person by trying to be analytical.

Sorry to say this, but your ignorance is overwhelming. Lemme ask you
Are there no people from other tribes in your state? And where have you ever seen the characters of a story (whether true or untrue) with their actual names? They are always pseudonyms young man pseudonyms!
I probably might be wasting my time by giving you this attention because you may never read this and instead jump to make another post in order to prove your insolence once more by trying to be a critic but this is not only for you but for many of YOU out there

Now run along child.... Mama is calling.

Pls I beg you OP ignore some nonentities on this thread. I really think you are strong to have come out to talk about this. Pls ignore I beg you.

Eyahhh. I real feel pains for you. It is really sad that you had to go thru this. I hope you got over it psychologically without too much emotional scar.

thatsincerechic:
"Wow babes.. I am so glad you came. Nne.. This your food ehn.. Is seducing me oo"
Chuks said watching as I continued cooking.
Immediately Amaka told me she needed privacy with her boyfriend I quickly made a call to chuks telling him I was on my way.
Chuks apartment was like Rita's but sort of masculine in a way. It didn't have that soft touch to it like Rita's but it looked the same in structure.
Chuks and i played PS or should I say I taught me how to play PS that evening after we had finished eating.
As we decided it was time to sleep, Nepa interrupted the power supply, and then everywhere became hot. He had offered me his bed and chose to sleep on the floor.
Almost two hours into the night, the heat had increase and I was sweating profusely because I was on my Jean trousers and top, I decided on that before coming because I felt I wouldn't want to sleep at Chuks's place in any of my nighties because I felt It would be revealing.
As I was tossing, turning and complaining bitterly about the temperature of the room, he convinced me to go have cold shower and sleep in any of his bedsheets instead of my clothes. He told me I could wrap the bedsheets around before sleeping which I finally agreed to.
I had slept far into the night and was suddenly feeling cool breeze on my body, then I opened my eyes to know where the breeze was coming from and was shocked to see Chuks completely naked, sitting on the bed and fanning me with a magazine, i also realised I was stark naked and before I could say jack, Chuks was on top of me, he had found is way between my legs and was saying
"please stop.. Rose stop, wait.. I am not going to hurt you wait you will enjoy it"
I started struggling with him and then hitting him continuously until he grabbed my right hand with one of his hands and hit me on my face the the other hand and said
"you are stubborn.. Stop it, I don't want to injure you stop"
But I didn't stop there, I kept on fighting him off but he was persistent and then I successful got away from underneath him because our bodies were slippery, we were both sweating. He kept coming closer as I drew backwards, again he was in between my legs because I could not move any further when the wall became a barrier.
Chuks was fully between my legs, and trying to force his way inside on me, and when I tried to scream, he covered my mouth with his lips, I pinched his face and then he bit my lower lips and when I winced, he was already inside me and at this moment my eyes were close and i screamed with pain. I couldn't fight anymore, I just laid on the bed while he was pounding..
And then he was out. I remained motionless and when I finally made to get up, he was on top of me again, inside of me, pounding but this time pounding harder and i could feel the taste of his sweat in my mouth, i thought he was never going to stop while he kept saying
"I'm sorry.. Please forgive me, please, please forgive me I'm sorry" he continued pounding....

I feel so sad for you OP. that you lost that way thru rape after keeping it for so long. This is rape, it has no other name. Really feel bad forvyou. But even leading actors in films to get away freely every time fight. They sometimes get heavy injury because you can't always win in life. Some will study ur techniques to lay ambush for you that is what chuks did.

OP you have really done very well.

EmmaFantastic:
Wow! What a sound one from you sir!...excellent talk, very excellent! Your comment is definitely my favourite comment on this thread. I've followed her story from the very 1st page till now, the thrash that people were throwing was just too much!, up to the extent that some were even insulting her, some saying they want to Zap her-without caring to know if she's now married, and some calling her a liar, all manner of thrash! What you said here is just the simple truth and in addition to your comment, I'll say...there are just too many s.t.u.p.i.d, senseless, irresponsible bastards on this forum. I will only advise the OP to go and do the full story in diary section devoid of thrash from useless imbeciles.

You know life is sometimes you rub my back I rub yours. The positive comments far out weighed the negatives. She should learn to ignore negative comments because in life it will always be there.
If she decided to go to diary where no one can encourage her with words she will lose steam and will not get positive criticism. My take.

thatsincerechic:
Well...

Now you are true daughter of your father. Kabo she dada lode. Welcome back good girl. Start from where you stopped. Chai, you held people down oooo.

@OP I can see that you also view the thread at intervals . I guess the purpose of the viewing for you Is to see how much power you wield over others or somewhat. Because I am surprise that despite all entreaties you are unperturbed. I was actually thinking you were unavoidably unavailable, but I am wrong, so you are enjoying it all.YOU ARE A PERVERT.

However, jokes apart, the following are things I think happen to OP.
1. Either she was copying the post from somewhere and she could no longer access it.
2. May be her phone is off or misplaced
3. Or lastly, she is the meanest human on earth that despite all appeal remained adamant.
@op even if you come back to write your worth here has really dropped people will only read your post with a pinch of salt because you so f***kin mean

Pls can someone complete this story for this OP

Mennnnn this OP mean shaaaa

Damalex4luv:
I know that OP is just doing shakara, she'll come back to complete the story. I can bet she's enjoying the loud ovation she's getting now and that's why she dropped her BBM pin.


Back to the topic! @OP i'm sorry to say, with what you've written so far I sensed that you're a very mean person in real life, you're only after what you can get from people and never as well bothered on how you can reciprocate the kind gestures. I didn't consider your situation as someone who really suffered because whenever you found yourself been chased out you always quickly find a new place and most times a better place where you still have to depend on your benefactor for food, care and some other things apart from the most important which is shelter yet you believe you can play with there feelings and get to decide your fate in there houses despite the fact that they have done you a favour. Ruth for example despite the fact that she later sends you out of her house was because of the fact that you're selfish and mean. You wrote earlier in your post that you ware her cloths, shoes, sleeps on her bed and even mostly eat her foods and beverages for almost one year and yet you collect money from her whenever you helped her with her hairdo. Most other girls would have send you out after few weeks because to you the only favour you felt you have done is cleaning the house and that is something natural you're supposed to do considering the fact that she accommodates you. Not to talk of Andy that had to accommodate you for 2months without even getting to touch you only once even if it's only smooching that you'll just appreciate him with. Seriously girl you're mean and selfish and you're very lucky to end your school well without resulting to using your body in getting whatever you want because many girls would have loved that but are not that lucky as you're.
Note: Don't ever again claim to have suffered in school because to me you enjoyed, don't let me start form the free foods and beverages you took from your friends turned enemy that you never appreciated or the expensive rooms that you are lucky to be accommodated. Nice write-up anyway but am not going to beg you to come back and complete the story because I know that you definitely will

You are too much

GalzLuvYomy:
Omo abeq come chop rice 4 my house on xmas day 4 wetin u just talk..ur head dey well!

You are just too much

Wrongly qouted

GalzLuvYomy:
Omo abeq come chop rice 4 my house on xmas day 4 wetin u just talk..ur head dey well!

You are just to much

OP please we beg you oya come back. Chai you are really a tough minded fellow. Chei. Some must not offend u ooo

Datsme:
If not for anything, d traffic alone should be enough as an encouragement! I m using ds medium on behalf of myself and every other interested follower o f ths great piece to appeal to you to try and finish the story without minding d negative remarks which are certainly will be and continue to be til u end the story. More grease to ur elbow
Thank you for your consideration

Efi le jo. Stop appealing to her is it food that she is sharing. This kind of a person if she is a mini god ordinary mortals will not offend her again ooo. Yet she was blaming Rita for kicking her out, yet you did more than this on her food and beverage, yet you did not appreciate what she did for you.

Yeye Op. lehin aponle abukun lotun kan. That is after you have been praised you still persist to over gloat you will be embarassed. Every body has appealed to you, you still persist, pls carry your bicycle go jare. Havent people toasted you enough about your writing skill yet many begged you you are forming yanga. Check it your followers have dropped drastically since you added yanga. I am out of here, you wont catch me dead here again.

thatsincerechic:
TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN

Now I am tired...
Just as many of you have taken your time to read this story so have i taken my time in writing it. I cannot please you... I am not writing this story to satisfy your sexual urge(this is to those that are only concerned about Bleep)
I started out with a good intention of narrating my story to many out there who are going through what I went.. I wanted them to learn from this.
Now to those who want a summary, this is a story, stories are usually long narratives. Pls have it in mind that as I post comments I also see comments on this thread.. Majority of which are of obscene thoughts and it's a big distraction to me... Now do this
Imagine you were with friends, or should I say students whatever setting you wanted, and you were telling your story and some are throwing one or two sentence which is totally out of order, not what you have in mind because it is not what you experienced. Now how would you feel
To those that say I was running out of lies because I haven't mentioned the part where I had sex, pls bridle your tongue because You can not tell my story for me.
And to those who say they are bored with the story, just as you are bored, I am also bored because I was no longer seeing reasonable comments as I progressed and i am pretty sure that majority of those that tarried along up till this point are those that are eager to read and enjoy the sex scene. Well, I am sorry to disappoint you, I didn't start my story to ENTERTAIN but rather to ENLIGHTEN you on what is going on in our society.
To those saying I was making the stories shorts so i could garner pages, well sorry to say this but I think you are myopic, if you religiously followed from the beginning you would see comments on when I said I was at work.
And to the young man, that asked me why I Did not type everything out in a computer and uploaded all once instead, well you see sir, I started this story after a thought came to my mind, I was so motivated that I decided to register as a member on nairaland because I have always been a visitor on nairaland and this is my first topic on nairaland. I actually thought I could tell it peaceful as it progressed and not to be confused at the long run by many of you who wanted a different story.

Since you are not patient enough to know how I used what i had to get what I wanted.... You would probably never know.

My experiences are my precious moments because they shaped me into what I am today, and I won't have it altered because I want to tell a story on nairaland.

At this junction I drop my pen!

# walks out of thread*******

What kind of arrant nonsense is this, you started it, you tantalized us, you wet our appetite, you made us tasted some of it, you now said you are resting your pen. resting ko resting ni! OP finish what you started ooo, If not next time you post I wont read. Ok seriously ignore negative comments and continue you cant stop people from negative comment in this kind of forum.

thatsincerechic:
I was out of Andy's house, out on the road with my luggage and headed for Amaka's place. This time, Amaka was home and said I could come even though I told her I was coming with my luggage.
I could not believe Andy would do that to me, I wondered why he would do what he did. I could still remember the last moment with him, his exact words.
Back in Andy's place, while I was busy arranging my things, Andy had stood up, walked towards me, stood behind me and said...
"Bad luck leave, please just go and don't forget to give my keys to the barber outside as soon as you've packed up your things and locked up my door" and then he left the house.
'Bad luck' kept ringing in my head.. as paused for a while and watched him leave.
"Well people change and that's in the past" , I said to myself and continued trekking with my luggage, I was almost close to the road and hoping I would get a bike soon because I was getting tired.
I wondered at how I was so quick to put what had happened between I and Andy in the past, I marvelled at how strong I was getting and how I could easily control my emotions because I could not remember the last time I cried....

So you want him to see you through school with accommodation and feeding only for you to tell him thank you i am dating another fellow. Ose!!!

accelion:
@op, don't you think you are overdoing it? You are beginning to prove that this is just one interesting story instead of a reality. Initially, we all understood the delay with low battery, low mb, work n all that but now it's obvious you are enjoying the accolade you are receiving. Nobody shares a sad experience and put suspense. You are even beginning to write them short. If people feel for your story, don't take them for granted. #justsaying

story, he they peepee you for body that the chic is not pouring it out as you want. Shiooooo