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I love men and the way they live their lives. They do things in a very unique way, no minding age, status and what have you. Sometimes I sit and ask why I was created a woman. Maybe it is as the biologists will say, to many XX chromosomes. Well, my dad should be blamed for not having enough Y in his seed.

''See gobe''

My cousin said beside me. No stomach to touch, no head to rub, just a batallion of b.reasts and ar'ses. If my neighbour sounded gay and I hated it, how will I looked like rubbing a lady's stomach? You guessed right.

The management of the school had decided to seperate the lines. Guys on a side and ladies on the other side. I could see guys easily getting into line without fuse from the others. I nudged my sister and asked her to follow me.

''Make you no enter there o. Peaple don dey since 5am and you no fit cheat us.''

One girl with her mouth looking more like a beak said to me. I was not in the least bit surprised.

''Abeg na, na help you go help us''

I pleaded with her.

''No. If you wan help yourself, go back of the line.''

I lifted my eyes to look at the last girl. She was miles away and here I was putting on a high heel.

''Make we go abeg, this girls no go allow us.''

My second cousin said to me. I followed her and we trekked the distance to the last person. We had not even settled down when others joined us.

''Stop to dey push me.''

An interesting scene was going on in front of me.

''Na only you wan write exam?''

The girl behind the one who just spoke replied.

You dey mad? I no first you come abi you wan jump line?''

The one in front replied. And like a director screamed ''Action'', everybody started pushing and tugging. I had to remove my high heel before they push me off it. The girl who was the center of attention was practically fighting tooth and nail when all of a sudden:

''traaaaa''

It was a tearing sound. Her clothes came off her exposing her not too clean white bra. My mouth hung open. Who did that? I had no answer so I looked on. The girl squatted, opened her bag, took out a wrapper and covered herself. She really had a mobile boutique I mused as she brought out another shirt and changed there. Right on the line.

''I dey hungry o''

I said to my cousins. We had stayed there for like 3 hours without our line moving front. Instead it looked like we were moving backward. I had already started seeing stars.

''Make we go buy meatpie chop''

My cousin said. I followed her and went to the shed where things were sold.

''Madam, give me meatpie and coke. How much?''

I asked.

''The coke na 150 and the meatpie 200.''

She replied in her Ebira accent. Seemed prices had changed with the rising of the sun. I looked at her stern face. She really was in no mood for bargaining so I paid for the food. Stayed there and ate it.

''See, I no fit go back that line. Make we waka go front see who we know.''

I said to my cousin and so our journey began to the front. We pass like 1000 people and the front still looked far. I saw sone boys taking a ggirl away, she seemed to have fainted. Who wouldn't? I felt like I was gonna die.

''Vicky!''

It was my classmate.

''You also came for the post-utme?''

I asked a question which I already knew the answer to.

''Yes o. I have been here since 6am. The line is not moving.''

That alone discouraged me. I knew asking to stay with her was like moving a step in a journey of a million kilometers.

''Give me your number so we can maintain contact.''

I said to her. We exchanged numbers and I moved on.

''Hey''

A voice said to us. We looked and saw a pretty babe staring at us. She turned out to be my cousins friend and classmate. Her line too was far from the starting point so we moved on.

''Ajima, abu ele ke we mi?''
(Ajima, how did you get here?)

I asked. My second cousin had managed to get to the front. It remained us, but the unsmiling faces of the security men was enough to make us join the line 4 ladies from my cousin.

Firstgentleman1: I also noticed there was no interpretation na. So, i voluntered to do the job

Yes you did. Yemi, my friend knows you but then there was no way you could have helped me. I will state the reasons in my subsequent updates. And to say he was kinda fidgety you could snatch me. Lol!

There are instances when you feel that nature is against you. When you try to do one thing, you find it turning to another. For the record, it was not my first post-utme. I wonder why my dada kept insisting I put KSU as both my first and second choice. An Igala girl that did not grow up at home. I grew up in Kwara state, did both my primary and secondary education there. If my father wanted me to learn my culture, she should have shipped me to my grandmum's. He did none of this and I for one don't even know the road to my village, but why then does he want me in Anyigba. I still wonder what kind of culture I would learn in a university setting.

''Ufedo, ai ke gwe mi da lo lu. E ni exam ne?''

That was my Uncle's wife. I tossed and turned on bed. Joseph had called me and made my night. He kept professing love but the distance between us was really much. I won't say how I feel about him though. He might be reading too.

''Na lo. 2 o'un ci exam mi''

I replied her. Two of my cousins were also there. While Ajima had exam by 10am, Eleojo had hers same time with me. I had experience so I already had the fore knowledge that KSU don't keep to time. But then, it was still 6am in the morning. I needed to catch sleep and maybe dream of Joseph once more.

''Wa ke je'un ko''

My ever caring Aunt came to wake me up. I stood up and walked to the dining. Eleojo and Ajima were already dressed. I for one had not even brush my teeth but I felt since my exam was 2pm, no point being ina hurry. I settled down to pigeon pea (okpa) cake with red maize pap. Eating a food known to my people really had me wishing I was based there. But no, I prefer Kwara.

''Please, wait for me to get dressed.''

I screamed from the room. I had take my bath in a record time and applied make-up in the twinkle of an eye. I had to put on something simple. Something to make the examiners know I was not going to be a bad girl if given admission.

''See as you hot''

Eleojo complimented as I stepped out. Well who wouldn't, I am beautiful, endowed in the right places and sexy with a knowing. Necks were surely gonna turn. We all stepped out of my uncle's house into the morning sun. It was 9am. I felt we were going to early. I need to see the reaction of those students and examiners when I walk into the school.

We stopped 3 bikes which took us to the school. This was where the problem started because instead of turning necks, I was the once turning my neck. The whole place was filled to the brim. Like 1 million people applied. I could not see the beginning of the line and the ending was like 5 kilometers from where we stood. Students were still pouring into the school. Gosh, no one even noticed I was beautiful as they faced the matter at hand.

This is where the term of women being weaker sex comes into play. I felt weak from my neck to my legs. How on earth was I going to wait in line? I got the answer almost immediately. BOYS!!!

All I need to do was rub their head and stomach and they weill create a space for me. I looked at my cousins, winked and told them:

''Game on!''

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There is a big difference between anger and anger. While one could make you shoot someone, another will make you kill even the ghost of the dead person. I looked at the driver as he meddled with his car restraining the urge to shove his head into the car engine and slam the bonnet shut on his neck. I looked at Iye with her multi-coloured face, she appeared unconcerned. Why won't she be? Afterall she was going to Okene while I still had Anyigba to go to. The road too was not helping matter as it was only once if 30mins that a car drives pass.

''Oga driver, you dey mad? Abi na because we don pay you?''

One black hunk said. His teeth was white and eyebrow thick. I was nearly blown away but my stamina saved me.

''Make una no vex. I dey wait for my friend wey dey load make him come, him go soon reach.''

Blue murder!!! Well, that was what my female mind told me. I wonder why women just can't hit men about. A man can always form incredible hulk for another man. But women's case is always them getting beaten. If your younger brother grows taller than you, your beating stops there. The day you touch him, after mending you, your father will still come back and sing his praises.

''Driver, 1 hour don pass o''

I was happy the hunk was doing the talking. I could see defeat on his face but smiled each time he looked at me to egg him on. Women sure have control over the men.

''Razaki. This one you kept this students here. Don't you know you are wasting their time?''

The Nissan Serina that had parked in front of our car had the driver saying. Our driver just looked on like a dandy aja. Soon we were hoarded like sardines into the car. I remembered Kanye West's song.

''I was fly... But now I'm crashing.. This is bad, real bad, Michael Jackson''

That was how I felt but I prayed we did not crash. Our driver was driving at 160km/h. I prayed and prayed and we reached Anyigba safe. My uncle was there to welcome me.

''Iye, e te ne lo ne?''

I asked my neighbour who seemed not to be in a hurry. Imagine, after all our plans and my rushes to beat time, time still dealt with me. I was not even planning to get angry, my top blew of with reserved anger.

''I am ready now.''

I looked up from the novel I was reading. A Jame Hadley Chase series, ''The Rich Also Cry''. The she was all looking beautiful and here I am looking simple. I thought she was going for a masquerade concert because of the heavy amount of make-up she had on. But wait. I was supposed to be reading my book but I was instead reading a nove. Nigerian educational system, I am among those contributing to spoil it.

''You look beautiful''

Iye said the 1000th time as we sat on one bike headed to the park. I had to control myself from lashing out at her. It all sounded gay to me. Imagine my fellow babe admiring me. Agbani Darego must be jealous right now.

''Na 2000 naira una go pay each.''

The hoarse voice of the driver jolted me to reality. We were already seated inside his car. The ugly yoruba man did not even mince words as he told us to get down from his sorry looking vehicle. How could we, when the park was filled with students who were ready to pay even ten thousand just to go to Anyigba. Ok, that was an exaggeration.

The journey started, me, was already used to not looking at the green surroundings, I just plugged my ear piece into my ears and was listening to Bruno Mars. I use to have a crush on him until he came out gay. Now, I love him because he can't rape me when we are alone in the same room and one the same bed with me lying naked next to him.

I must have slept when I felt someone tap me. I opened my eyes slowly and nearly screamed. Iye was looking every inch a monster. Sweat had spoiled her makeup that her face appeared to be coloured like the rainbow.

''We are in Kabba. Come down let's eat.''

My eyes were just open, my voice must have gone into my bowels as I could not find it when I wanted to reply her. I just nodded my head slowly.

''Madam, you don't have fried rice and chicken. I don't believe this.''

I looked at my neughbour harrassing the mama put. The poor woman was trying to comprehend the german accent my neighbour was using. I was too since it was my first time hearing she had an accent. I had gone half-way through the eba and egusi soup I was eating. She later joined me with a plate of rice nd beans with kpomo. See forming abeg.

''Make una hurry up o, if not I go leave una.''

The ever annoying horned loud. I cat-walked to his car and slipped in. The journey resumed with me closing my eyes again. I must have dosed off when I felt my self nearly thrown off the seat. I quickly opened eyes. I don't wanna be on the dailies. Our driver stepped down, we followed. His bonnet was smoking. We waited. He did everything he could. Nothing.

''Una go enter anoder car o''

Where would I start from? How do I delve into this epic tale? Lol, something about telling stories that touch. Though others find it funny, the teller doesn't. That's my case here. I'm crying and telling my story right now.

My name is Ufedo, a beautiful Igala name which means love. I am from Kogi state but resides in the middle belt. Wait, I mean western middle belt. That is, Kwara. I am beautiful. Not raking about that though. I have enough toasters that I have to stay indoors all day. My shapes can make an impotent man have an erection. People say this o, me I'm just telling you guys what they said.

''Joseph, I like you. I just can't jump into love.''

I typed on my screen.

''None is saying you should jump into love. Just fall in love''

He replied.

''You don't even know me yet you say you love me''

I typed.

''We all don't know why we love''

Enough of that. That's how I live my daily life. Calls, text messages, pings and all manner of things. But then, I knew I had something in front of me that I must achieve. Become the first female president.

''I love you angel, have a blessed night and may success wake you up''

The calm voice of Joseph spoke. I rolled my eyes.

''Thanks..''

I heard Joseph catch his breath. Boys and not wanting to hear a girl thank them for their love.

''I have exams tomorrow''

I said as I bade my goodnight. I had an early morning bus to catch the next day. My post-utme had arrived. I closed my eyes and slept off hoping to wake up as early as 5am. I had already arranged to travel with my neighbour by 6am.

''Ufedoooo''

I heard the voice my mother in my dream. She was standing right there holding a big spoon.

''Wake up before you get late''

I opened my eyes but quickly closed it because of the reflection of the light that had fallen into my eyes.

''Mama, olodudu''

I greeted in my dialect. I shivered a little bit as I allowed the blanket fall of my body. I knew bathing with cold water was outruled. I was happy NEPA was happy. I just did the normal thing, I rushed to kitchen, filled the electric kettle, plugged and and turned the switch ON. Instead of coming on, the entire kitchen was thrown into darkness. NEPA had done their worse.

I quickly rushed to the verandah to check the charcoal stove. There was charcoal but matches seemed to have gone on a long journey. I had to make the journey early but then, seemed nature was against me.

I had no option than to take my bath with cold water. As soon as I stepped out of the bathroom, NEPA restored power. I was too cold to even think up an abuse for the crazy corporation.

''Ufedo, hurry up na.''

It was already 6:30am. I saw Anyigba a long way off. Kogi State University, here I come.

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