toykathy:
My notice me don pay off, i wont leave again. Happy new yr to u.

lol.. Notice me always pays off.

Ladies and gentlemen, the group is online and active right now. I have received just 9 phone numbers which is far below what I had expected so keep the phone numbers coming.

Just so you know, I'll make sure the group gets some special "privileges".

There'll be no update today as I'm not entirely sober enough to write right now but be sure to expect morning updates tomorrow.

Thanks and keep the phone numbers coming.

My email once again is sochistar13@gmail.com

Already receiving mails, una fast oh. please when sending the main, title the mail with you NL username, I just want to know who and who I'm adding. I'll add you all ASAp

Double post

Okay people. Its a new year and I want to try new things. I want you all to know me and each other on a more personal note so I've created a whatsapp group for us. I'm still the only member so if you want to join, drop your phone number here and I'll add you to the group. Or you can email me your number to sochistar13@gmail.com and I'll add you up.

LAST NIGHT WAS CRAZY!!!! From LCA to #LagosCountDown2014, Dbanj perfomance was madt by the way!

Toykathy n Oghenekome51 - I sincerely apologise for omitting you guys names, I kinda compiled that list a long while ago so that explains why your names aint in it, I've added it now though so don't dare leave this thread!!!

Hey guys, errr... Won't be able to update today. Currently at Love World Conventional Arena for the cross over service. Anyone here can buzz me, let's hook up or something.

I'll try to write and post something tomorrow no matter how short, but tomorrow might be quite busy as well so no promises made.

Love you all and I wish you all a happy new year.

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DEDICATED TO GHOSTLADY

-11-

The whole educational and professional training system is a very elaborate filter, which just weeds out people who are too independent, and who think for themselves, and who don't know how to be submissive, and so on - because they're dysfunctional to the institutions - Noam Chomsky

AMAKA

I hate education. Don't get me wrong, I love learning and love school but I just hate the Nigerian educational system.

They don't teach you what you need to learn, the teacher are nonchalant about their work, they are very static and obviously hate progress and let's not even talk about the infrastructures - that's just an eyesore.

An illustration of how the Nigerian educational system works is one in which the educational system can be likened to a Monkey who climbs a tree. The government and whatever organisation involved in constructing the system expects every other animal in the forest to climb the same tree. Although the birds can easily fly to the top and the gorilla easily climb to the top as well, what happens to the fish who can't even survive out of water?

But all these complains are just as a lay Nigerian would put it, for my pocket.

These were the thoughts that always crossed my mind whenever I remembered I had to go to school and today was no exception.

The whole hospital investigator thing was fun and I guess two years of studying human psychology was finally paying of as I applied some of the things I had learnt on the way in solving the little mystery of Mary-anne's case.

I still had to talk with Maxwell about our relationship and I still wasn't sure about what I would do about my discovery, the one concerning Henry having sex with Mary-anne, but I decided to suspend those thoughts and focus at the herculean task at hand; getting to school before 9am, the time was 8:30am and I was still at home, hadn't even had my bath.

I went to the bathroom and it was then I noticed the devil was present as I discovered there was no water. Without thinking much about it, I grabbed a bucket and went the front yard where a general tap was mounted. It was one of those ancient taps that you had to manually pump the water so of course, water started gushing out of it as I pumped tediously.

In no time my bucket was filled and I ran back to my flat, pouring almost half of the water on the way but at the end, I finally had my bath. Mission one accomplished.

Now, I'm a very "girly" girl and I have a reputation to keep so the issue of what to wear is not one I take lightly at all. I opened my wardrobe and the first thing I saw was my black Gucci bag, I grabbed it and since I figured I was going to literally run to the lecture hall, I decided dressing casual was the best option so I snatched a pair of sky-blue jeans, white top and a black Manola Blahnik shoe to match with the bag... That was as simple as I could be.

I threw a few things into the bag; a note book, a pen, my purse, my I-pad, my make up kit and with that I zoomed out of my apartment to where my personal taxi for the semester was already waiting for me. Don't get too excited thinking I'm rich enough to hire a personal taxi for an entire semester, I just happen to date a very rich guy.

"Emma, I don late oh," I said as I dived into the car, "drive like madman abeg." Emma was my driver, just a simple and married man in his early thirties who has been through quite a few adventures with me but let's not go into details.

"But I no be madman na," Emma ignorantly replied.

"Just drive as fast as you can," I hissed. Usually, I would have laughed and explained to Emma as he was an eager to learn illiterate but today was quite different.

As Emma drove me to school, I did a rushed make up and made a few calls to confirm if the lecturer had arrived, getting negative replies, I urged Emma to drive faster.

He pulled up right at the front of my faculty, where I was to have the lecture and zoomed off after I alighted. He knew my schedule already so I didn't need to tell him when to come and pick me.

It was 9:01am when I got to the door of the lecture hall, Professor Iyagba was already at the front of the hall, teaching. I knew all my effort was wasted because he never allowed any student enter the hall after he had entered, even though the student was one minute late.

Professor Iyagba or Agbaya as some evil student nicknamed him was a devil who was always on corporate clothing. He always had his tie knotted tightly round his neck come rainfall and sunshine. To be frank, he was good looking and quite fit for his assumed age which I guess would be roughly around 45 - 50 but as they say, don't judge a book by its cover. He taught me in my first year at Yaba-tech so I should know.

He failed over half of us in the department that year simply because we didn't buy his handout which he never mentioned was compulsory until the exam day where he walked in the exam hall just before we were to start writing and said, "I told your course rep to tell you people my handout is available and you people thought I compiled the handout for fun so therefore didn't bother buying, only a handful were wise enough to buy. Good luck with your exams." He didn't say it directly but he sure passed his message.

As I Stood at the front of lecture hall, I peeped through the door and saw Agbaya had turned his back to the door as he scribble something on the board, an idea instantly came to mind, one I didn't really think about before trying to execute it.

I saw a vacant seat at the back of the hall and throwing away all my poshness, I swiftly sneaked into it and tried to blend it before the lecturer turned to address the class once more.

"So in our last class we were talking about..." Agbaya started to say but paused as his eyes crossed my path. "Stand up!" He thundered at me.

My heart skipped a beat as I reluctantly stood up. I had never heard of anyone who tried to outsmart Agbaya in such a way, I knew I had made a dreadful mistake.

"Oh lord, help me," I murmured to myself as I sluggishly stood up.

TO BE CONTINUED

What started as a simple drive-by eventually turned out to be one of the most romantic encounters.

“Who the geisha are you to tell us to calm down?”

I had no answer to that question. It is not everyday
people call me a fish.

That had me rolling on the floor.

Thanks for the mention and compliments of the season.

kizzoh01:
Am finally bak on NL... Chistar!!

kizzoh ma man. Welcome back onboard sir.

Really enjoying you guys comments at the moment. Oghenekome51 - person been complain hyn no dey see the bad side of Henry, I just say make I show una small.

Psalmwise - I hail bros. Your boy is loyal.

Skimpledawg - welcome on board bros, spread the word.

Aprilwise - I guess only you can answer that question.

Hyfe - I see you dear. Welcome on board and err.. Your name is ify right?

@stuff46 - lol! Free the guy oh... Na where e see chance toast the girl hin toast am

@seunviju - thanks boo

@pishon - Thanks.

@oghenekome51 - I've been telling Max to focus on his life, the guy say no

@Frankenstein welcome on board

@Chimaritoponcho - same too

DEDICATED TO PSALMWISE

-10-

Marijuana enhances our mind in a way that enables us to take a different perspective from 'high up', to see and evaluate our own lives and the lives of others in a privileged way. Maybe this euphoric and elevating feeling of the ability to step outside the box and to look at life’s patterns from this high perspective is the inspiration behind the slang term “high” itself - Sebastian Marincolo

HENRY

Having gotten home from the hospital I went straight to bed and pulled the blanket over my body. I hadn't slept all night and the plan was simple - miss all lectures for the day and get some good rest. For all I cared, the lecturers could give their tests and share 100 free marks and I won't still stand up from bed.

Maxwell on the other hand seemed to have a secret reservoir of energy that I didn't know about as I weakly watched him UnCloth and walk into the bathroom to have his bath. Under five minutes he was out and quickly dressed up, in a totally of 20 minutes he was out of the house. Home alone at last.

I stood up from bed and went to the kitchen to grab a drink. Maxwell always made sure there was Vodka and Coca-cola in the fridge since that was his favourite mixture so I was pretty sure today wasn't going to be an exception.

I filled a disposable cup with the contents of the Magic Moments bottle and emptied the contents down my throat with a huge gulp. I didn't mix the drink with the Coca-cola because I think men who mix their drinks aren't men enough, but don't take my word for it.

I refilled my cup and went to the balcony this time with the cup tightly held, I didn't want to risk it slipping. I leaned on the railings and observed the area.

My apartment was at the back of the lodge and there was another storey building that was in such a position that no one could see me unless the person was actually looking for me but I could see everything and everyone on the street freely.

The street was quite scanty since over ninety percent of the buildings on it were filled with students and the occupants had most likely gone to school for their lectures but there was one person at the far end of the street that caught my attention.

He wore an under-sized singlet that couldn't even be tucked into his oversized baggy jeans because it was barely below his belle button. His Nike Air Max shoes made him look really funny as it was black but had a lemon coloured lace and it didn't match at all with his dressing but his awful dressing had nothing to do with his mood as he looked really relaxed, something like he had no worries in his life.

At one glance, he looked like a funny dressed jobless person with an big headset dancing to the tune of whatever song he was listening to but I knew better. He was the person I was hoping to see from my balcony. Scanty was the name we called him, I still don't know how he got the name.

I smiled and went back into my room. I grabbed a shirt and my wallet and headed out to meet Scanty.

As I approached him, he knew exactly what I wanted from him as I visited him quite regularly.

"How much own you want?" He asked me.

"Two H," I replied as I brought out my wallet and handed him a two hundred naira note. He took it and crossed over to the small bush across the road. I watched him keenly as he picked up a black nylon bag that I had just noticed for the first time and after taking somethings from it, he returned and handed it over to me, I took it, shook his hand and walked back home quickly.

On getting home, I bolted the door behind me and went to the kitchen to take a saucer and a lighter. I brought out the thing I had bought from him and emptied the contents into the saucer.

I took my time to remove all the seeds from it as I heard the seeds caused cough and the delicately wrapped it into a sheet of rolling paper. I took my lighter and went to my balcony once more, taking the Magic Moments bottle with me this time.

I placed the blunt in between my lips and struck the lighter keenly and on the second strike, the bottom of the blunt came alive and turned blood red.

I sucked the edge of the blunt with all the energy I could summon, filling my mouth and lungs with white thick smoke, having inhaled the contents heartily, I exhaled slowly, expelling the smoke through my mouth and then my nose, savouring every moment.

The first drag always tasted the best so I tried to enjoy it the best way I could, subsequent drags were just regular drags without much zeal.

By the seventh drag, my senses were already heightened, my brain started functioning twice as usual and my mind as expected, started wandering.

Thoughts of the events in the past few days crossed my mind.

I unintentionally had sex with my room-mate's girlfriend, Mary-anne. When I say unintentionally its not like I was walking on the road and fell into her "P" but you get my point. Anyway, she thought she was pregnant and made me think the same too, only for me to find out she wasn't after running a pregnancy test on her. That's good news but the problem now is Amaka knows about it all.

Amaka confronted me about the issue in a way I didn't think it was necessary to deny and strangely she didn't blackmail me or even made any demand of any sorts... That's what worried me.

I paused in my thoughts and took another long drag from the blunt accompanied with a gulp straight from the bottle, then continued thinking.

So what would I do about this Amaka girl? I can send some boys to threaten her a little but to what end? I can't get rid of her so she'll probably get pissed and tell Maxwell everything. But come to think of it, I can just man up and tell Maxwell myself, what's worse that can happen? He gets pissed a little bit but that's pretty much all that would happen.

"I'll tell him," I concluded out loud and speaking of the devil, the door bell came alive, blaring like an ambulance on its way to save a stroke patient.

I startled and the Magic Moment bottle slipped from my hand, breaking instantly. I was glad that it was almost empty cause it would have been such a sad waste.

My head was heavy, and limbs were jelly. I reluctantly staggered to door as the bell blared the second time, I made a mental note to break the bell as soon as I got the energy to do it. I unbolted the door and was welcomed by the sight of Maxwell, but he wasn't alone. He had two girls with him and he led the way into the house smiling.

"Ladies, meet my roommate, Henry," Maxwell said holding them both on their waists. "Henry, meet Jessica," he said and I shook the girl on his right hand side and we both said nice-to-meet-you, "and meet Tonia," he said to the girl on his left hand said.

"We've met already," Tonia said. "I gave him my phone number."

TO BE CONTINUED

Chimaritoponcho:

but u are d one writing about them,u are supposed to know .BTW wia on earth do u expect me to find them cos d last tym I checked, they are both characters in us story n not nairalanders

err... Yes, I'm the one who created the characters but sadly I can't really answer your question because anything I say now can be used against me, maybe later on in the story the character would explain what he meant.

Oghenekome51 - you didn't get an IV because you aren't on my followers list, I mentioned everyone who follows me. Anyway welcome on board and don't worry, your secret is safe with me. Also, feel free to point out whatever error you spotted. Thanks.

Enasco1 - thanks bro.

-9-

(Complete part)

DEDICATED TO MAAYREEE

MAXWELL

God. That's who every christian who is in trouble that's beyond his strength run to. Don't want to start preaching but whenever you are down and there's no one to pull you up, God will, or at least that's what I believe.

So there I was, on my kneels in the presence of the Most High talking to him with my eyes getting heavier with each word for I wanted to cry. My mind was heavy for reasons I don't think anyone would understand. I was confused and it took Mary-anne's present predicament for me to realise that I needed to make a decision. I couldn't really handle dating three girls at once. It was driving me crazy to think that the girl I love was probably going to forget all the times we shared all because of amnesia while the other girls I love were with me in the hospital obviously craving for my attention. You don't know how confusing that could be until you've been in such a situation.

I needed to cool off. I needed to talk to the one person who might actually understand and give me a lasting solution and that's what led me to church. Frankly, I had no idea what I was going to pray for.

"Dear God! What's wrong with me?" I started to say in a very low tone as I bowed my head. I didn't really know how to ask God for relationship advice so I decided to be very vague and brief.

"How did I even get here? I need your help. I need balance in my life. Show me the answer." I continued to say and tried waiting for a few minutes, expecting God to tap me on the shoulder and hand over an envelope containing the solution to my problem. I knew there was no way he was going to do that but I just had to try.

Something strange happened at that very moment. I felt a tap on my shoulder and I immediately raised my head hoping to actually see God only to end up staring at the beautiful face of Funmi.

God had answered my prayer.

** ** **

"Max, what is wrong?" Funmi asked as I starred at her, "you look so pale."

"I'm... I'm..." I swallowed saliva, "I'm fine, nothing is wrong," I finally replied, there was no way I was going to tell her what was really on my mind.

"What are you praying for?" She asked and slid into the seat beside me before I could reply.

"How did you know I was praying?"

"Well, you are in a church this early and on your kneels, that kind of narrows the options down," she replied and I swiftly sat back on the chair. I had forgotten I was still on my kneels.

"Oh! What are you doing here anyway?" I asked trying to change the topic

She was quiet for a short while. "I saw when you left the hospital looking kind of strange, I just wanted to check if you were okay."

"Oh! That's so nice of you," I replied. I had a feeling Funmi was the one God wanted me to be with as he sent only her to meet me at the church.

"I hope I'm not disturbing anything, you don't look like you want to talk." She said obviously noticing my short replies in contrast to my usual epistles.

"No o, its not that, it just that I'm quite surprised."

"Surprised about what?"

"Your beauty, I mean no offence but I've never really looked at you and seen how beautiful you are before. You're like the most beautiful girl I've ever seen before." I replied. I might just start the wooing from now, I thought.

"Errrr... Don't know what to say to that," she replied and I could see her cheeks were tomato red already.

"Don't expect you to say anything, I'm just telling you what I just noticed."

"Well... If you say so, thank you."

"Can I ask you an off point question?" I asked, building up to the punch line.

"Sure, anything," she replied hastily just as I had expected. I know females are complicated and hard to understand but one thing works on all of them and makes the drop all their defences, flattery.

"This is going to sound weird and I know I shouldn't even be asking you this considering the fact that we are in a church right now or how nice our date went or even the situation of Mary-anne who I'm sure you already know is my girlfriend but I just have to ask." I said and waited for her reaction, I wanted to create the illusion of a little suspense.

"Ask me the question already!" She said with a grin. That was the green light I was looking for.

"Alright, well the question is simple and I want a yes or no answer."

"Okay, ask na, you are making me get really curious!"

"Okay... Is there any chance that I might have you?" I asked vaguely.

"Have me? What does that mean?" She asked but I had a feeling she knew exactly what I meant as she twitched her eyes when I asked the question.

"Have you na... Like errr.... D.A.T.E you," I said spelling out the words of date.

"Date me?" She asked looking surprised. "Maxwell, are you asking me out?" She wasn't smiling.

"Well, not exactly yet, I just want to know if you'll say yes or no if I did," I replied. I wasn't used to rejections so I had to make sure.

"I can't answer that question right now. I barely know you! I just met you few days ago. I don't even know your surname and besides, you have a girlfriend." She complained.

Now, when a lady you ask such question complains and gives you reasons why she can't date you just know that she wants to date you but she wants to know if she can trust you, if you a boyfriend material. They have really delicate hearts so they try their best to protect it.

"Oh! Okay, firstly, I know I have a girlfriend but just between me and you, we haven't been really cool in recent times. Its like everything I do nowadays is wrong, we aren't working anymore, the flame has refused to reignite no matter how much efforts we put in and I'm sure a break up is inevitable," I started to explain. The funny thing is half of what I said was true, Mary-anne had recently started to nag a lot and I was getting tired but we hadn't really tried to work it out and frankly, I didn't want to. "Secondly," I continued, "my surname is Briggs, Maxwell Briggs, I'm from Rivers state and I'm even based there with my family, school brought me to Lagos, so what else do you want to know?"

"You are getting it wrong. I'll be lying if I say I'm not attracted to you in some ways but what I meant was we don't know ourselves well enough to date, we need time. You for one need time to settle yourself, I don't even trust you and I'll have to trust you if I'm to date you," she said.

"So in other words, you'll say yes if get rid of Mary-anne and take you on a proper first date where we'll get to know more about ourselves?" I asked, intentionally putting words in her mouth.

"I didn't say that oh! I didn't say you should get rid of anyone and I certainly didn't say I'll date you, I'm just trying to answer your questions the best way I can," she replied, her smile had returned. I knew exactly what she meant and what I had to do.

"Okay, we'll talk more on this later but as for now, I think we should head back to the hospital." I said trying to change the topic, I had gotten all the answers I needed.

"Yea, we should," she replied and stood up to leave.

I followed her out of the church and we walked back to the hospital where we saw only Henry. He informed us the Amaka had left, I looked at the Quartz wall clock on the wall and saw it was almost 9am and I immediately understood why Amaka had left, she always had this "un-miss-able" lecture every tuesday morning by 9am.

We went to see the doctor to ask if we could leave and he granted us permission after we settled the pending bills.

We left the hospital afterwards. Mary-anne was to be discharged the next day and I knew we had to talk seriously, amnesia or no amnesia.

TO BE CONTINUED

oghenekome51:
Could u please post d link cos i shoudnt b missin dis out!

pardon me for this tiffanyJ www.nairaland.com/2039721/why-want-bad-story

Chimaritoponcho:
dear chistar how can u prove to me that Justin beiber is gay cos u kip saying it over n over again

err.... I never said Justin Beiber is gay, but I think Maxwell and maybe Henry did so they should be in the right position to answer this question .

Okay, I slept a little too much... Hangover things. I just rushed this really short update to stop ma
ayreee from crying anymore.

I'm dedicating the entire chapter 9 to you dear and its not even complete yet.

-9-

(Continuation)

MAXWELL

God. That's who every christian who is in trouble that's beyond his strength run to. Don't want to start preaching but whenever you are down and there's no one to pull you up, God will, or at least that's what I believe.

So there I was, on my kneels in the presence of the Most High talking to him with my eyes getting heavier with each word for I wanted to cry. My mind was heavy for reasons I don't think anyone would understand. I was confused and it took Mary-anne's present predicament for me to realise that I needed to make a decision. I couldn't really handle dating three girls at once. It was driving me crazy to think that the girl I love was probably going to forget all the times we shared all because of amnesia while the other girls I love were with me in the hospital obviously craving for my attention. You don't know how confusing that could be until you've been in such a situation.

I needed to cool off. I needed to talk to the one person who might actually understand and give me a lasting solution and that's what led me to church. Frankly, I had no idea what I was going to pray for.

"Dear God! What's wrong with me?" I started to say in a very low tone as I bowed my head. I didn't really know how to ask God for relationship advice so I was very vague and brief.

"How did I even get here? I need your help. I need balance in my life. Show me the answer." I continued to say and tried waiting for a few minutes, expecting God to tap me on the shoulder and hand over an envelope containing the solution to my problem. I knew there was no way he was going to do that but I just had to try.

Something strange happened at that very moment. I felt a tap on my shoulder and I immediately raised my head hoping to actually see God only end up staring at the beautiful face of Funmi.

God had answered my prayer.

** ** **

@costlybabe & @stuff46 - welcome on board ma and sir
.
@sleekbaby & @seunviju
& @fatalveli & @Mzchistar - Thanks all.

Alright, christmas and boxing day flexing is all over till next year. I had so much fun and would really love to tell you guys about it but that would be derailing (I'm really considering starting a new diary again. NL tsunami wiped of my former diary)

Anyway, back to work. New Update to come today... After I sleep a little I'll start writing.

To all new readers, welcome, to all old readers, thanks for hanging around and encouraging me.


Once again, compliments of the season.

From the way I view it, what has passed has passed. Personally I have some regrets but if I could go back in time, I don't think I'll make different decisions because I understand that a different decision might and would most likely alter those events that I don't regret therefore changing everything.

Before I get carried away and write and epistle, the summary is this... Its Dec 26, five days to the end of the year and I'm still alive, happy and comfortable so why try to change this?

Dyoungstar:



Do you mean thief?

you too like wahala.

You could become the school librarian

*present*

Ifyx:
Oga boss,one of the reasons y i visit dis section of nairaland.

Comparing Michael Odoh to Maxwell,i think Michael has d upper hand,i'll reserve ma reasons till i read more about Maxwell.
Cheers!

glad to know I enrich seun with your views

Psalmwise - lol! You are not serious

Sophieabou - jah bless you.

Once again, merry xmas to you all.