₦airaland Forum

Lol.
The elections had disgraceful malpractices.

Even saw a videos on the Internet of the election being rigged.

AdolfHitlerxXx:
I hate courts....always boring.

Even the so-called "legal thrillers" by John Grisham are yawn-inducing (The Brethren was passable though)

Hahaha.
Im still halfway through the partners after over a year.
Got bored to death.

IgbosAreOsus:
Shut up hypocrite

Frustrated ipob

You see how shallow and stupid you are?
People like you killed this forum for most decent minds with your insanity.

There are many sane Yorubas like me who don't think with their rears.

How did Seun allow this forum to denigrate to this for chrissakes?

Every thread i visit makes me puke from tribalistic m.orons who have nothing to offer humanity.

OlujobaSamuel:
Not cultism bro, ladies are just kinda committed and i think have brain capacity(whatever that means) than we guys, they have a special ability to multitask, a man can easily give up on issues that is getting too complicated while a lady continues to push

I think it might have to do with the pressure on men in a continent full of struggles.
Most guys start being worried about their futures at a younger age.
Little things like this can be decisive.

I'd like to see stats from developed countries though.

Just saying...

IgbosAreOsus:
Hateful bitter OSU pigs everywhere
Frustration will kill you prematurely.
That girl is smarter than all the OSUS in your UNN. Kiss the truth.

Osus can only be professionals when it comes to crime.

I miss the days Nairaland was filled with Sane people.

What's all these nonsense on 'education' section now?
How can pple be educated and still act like neanderthals?
I'm Yoruba before you start convulsing as the idiot that you are.

congrats launching a device with a three year old processor with much fanfare.

62k?
I always pity the uninformed.

greenhulk:
The same notch that iPhone x users complained about, the same notch Android users use to laugh at iPhone x users is now a feature on phones. Na wa oh.

It's laughable the amount of influence Apple has on other manufacturers.
They Diss it, but they still follow suit right away.
I can only imagine the 'egg in the face' moment for the Sammy fans when Samsung joins the notch gang

Hushpuppi doesn't know how to use a full stop

EsotericMonk:
I'm sorry my job restricts social media use. If i post my location, I would inadvertently be shooting myself in the foot.

Sighs...

EsotericMonk:
For peeps like me, neither is better. Despite growing up in Lagos, when the big moment came, I turned down job offers in Lagos and Abuja cos they don't fit my specs yet I get to earn the same as I would if i were in either cities while having a better value for money.
Lagos is too rough and crowded, Abuja is overrated.

Hi.
I'm curious.
Which Nigerian city you choose?

revontuli:
You could post the news stories like this: https://www.theguardian.com/education/2016/jun/21/homeless-students-nowhere-sleep-london-emergency-accommodation

Show all the news, videos. It's not like we are living in the dark ages with no communications. All the evidence is out there.

If the west is so shiiit, why do you still leave there?

shaybebaby:
Maybe but since there is competition, there is nothing stopping you from moving to another provider at the end of your contract.

You can't really compare because it's all about the purchasing power of each currency. A rich man in Nigeria pays little or no tax, the nigerian people see tax as robbery so in their own way, are complicit in the overall decay of the country.

Tax is part of the contract, everybody pays in so that utilities which can be enjoyed by all are provided.
Education is free here (excluding uni), health care is free, drugs for children up to the age of 16 is free, housing is subsidised for those on lower income etc.. All of this comes out of tax receipts.

It may be high, but that is the price to pay to live in a society that works for everyone and not only the elite. Why would I want to be rich but surrounded by people wallowing in poverty?

Hi.
Which country do you speak of exactly?

talk2percy:
Cloning cures most diseases
The rise of cloning allows doctors to cure any disease as the body is simply and easily replaced. Na that one capture my fancy, Buhari prior to now was very sick, frail and fragile. Then he went to Britain, spent over 100 days, came back and iz stronger than the Undertaker, Braun and Roman Reigns put together! Isn't God an awesome God?? As for the end of the world poo, she should get outta my phone!

This cracked me up

Stupid clickbait

I think she wasn't physically endowed enough rather.

I'm going to bet they were pushed from that third floor.
Two people can't be crazy enough to jump that crazy height.

Fabinu:
I think Xiaomi MI MAx 2 rocks...
I am glad I made the right decision.
Data has been on since 7am dis morning (prefer Lte mode), and battery percent still at 32% as at 9:26pm tonight.
Abi wah do u think guys?

I think you don't use your phone.

gaby:
Spoke passable Arab plus french..

You learnt it shortly?
That's interesting.

gaby:
Sure i did after two years owing largely to not having anyone abroad to send me money unlike most of my co-travellers who had left me behind and already settled in Spain and other countries.But i had refused to wallow in self pity during my stay in Morocco as i had picked up myself when i ran into someone i had lent 200$ along the way and we had gotten separated at a point.Dude got into Rabat and never cared to look out for me to fulfil his promise of repaying me.
So i mentioned to some of my hungry and angry lion pals that i've got 200$ somewhere with someone who's in town but avoiding me,everyone was like say what? And we are here stranded and starving?With no mercy we mobilized one beautiful morning with battle axes and swords to boot and traced Mr's ghetto where we found him with the group of girls he was trafficking to his sister up town.
We held everyone in the lodge to ransom after enough slaps on the Target. At a point the humane part of me kicked in as usual and i could no longer stand the smack down ans started pleading on the targets behalf but my mercenaries turned on me and proceeded to force him to call his sister who was made sure to listen to the slaps been rained on her brother.She immediately ran to a western union office to remit plus extra for the boys.
Within 1 hour i got 200$ which i split in two- one part plus extra for mercenaries who could seize it all from me if they so wished but knowing how i'm Mr cool and all i've been through i was allowed to keep my 100$.
After the hit and the boys had proceeded to get their supply of hasjes for the day,i moved from the target location and headed into the city center to see what i can do with my latest life-line.
At this point i needn't a soothsayer to have told me i'll be in Rabat for a long haul and to survive until Miracle happens i decided i was going to spend my lifeline getting at least 2 hair clippers and see how i'd float a salon however and wherever.
So i bought the 2 clippers and a cover cloth got home and showed to pals who with their bushy hairs made me clean them all up for free ofcourse.
Now i needed to get a space to start working,renting a shop was completely out of it as you can imagine. So i remembered there was this teleboutique where we usually go slot in coins to make calls, i approached papa the owner and pleaded he allowed me a space at a corner in front of his shop to my amazement papa was so happy and willing to give me space.
I needed a chair to sit potential customers while shaving them so i moved into the market close by where i found one of these wooden fruit boxes and moved it to my new space.I'd sit on or stand beside my wooden box office while canvassing for customers and boy,i didn't even need much canvassing not with all the destitute like fellows tripping into Rabat on a daily unkempt and haggard looking after many months in the desert.
In no time my lil space had turned into a meeting point for all immigrants and i had gotten a boy who pleaded to work with me.(Dude is a recording artiste based in Norway now). He became my worker and in no time i had the 2 working for me while they make returns at the end of each day.
So i managed until i started a mini bureau de change where i'd sneak into town to buy Pesetas (this was before the introduction of euros) on the cheap and proceed to sell at a mark up to those lucky enough with helpers and could afford the 1,200-1,500 $ cross over fee. As i no get who to help me na i jejely accept my fate become aboki wey dey change money and lend money.
I had become very comfortable and started losing steam on crossing over into spain at this time even though it wasn't easy saving from my business to make up the cross over fee which was also most of the times a gamble as you could lose it all in flash if anything goes wrong as it often times did.

Hard knock life it is..My story big oo and e long wella.

Your story sweet well.
Would make a good book.

I forgot to ask.
How did u communicate with the locals in Morocco?

gaby:
This is going to make a long read though but here we go..

The story about a day i'll never forget..

The year was 1999 and i was just 21,had dropped out of college and decided to migrate for economic reason from my home state in Nigeria.

With no pre-requisites nor sufficient finance to go legal by obtaining a visa and flying,i opted to travel by land through the desert onwards Spain via Moroco. There was however a snag as all i had was a map and a sketch of how and where to change vehicles at specific towns in each country i’ll be passing through. Fortunately on the night i was to board the check out bus from my small town of Benin City enroute Katsina State bordering Nigeria and Niger Republic,half the passengers on the bus turned out to be making the same journey so we all naturally gelled and formed a group.

We got to the border town the next morning and got smuggled into a vehicle that took us further into Niger Republic specifically to a town called Agadez.We did a couple of more days there until we got the next connection to smuggle us through the Sahara desert into a town (Tamaransett) in Algeria. Pertinent to note here that the ultimate target of our journey was to hit Morroco from where we can either Climb accross the razor fences seperating Morocco from either of Spain’s enclave of Ceuta and Mellila both on mainland Morocco.This is actually like crossing from Mexico into the US.

A lot happened on the travel through the Sahara as we did the journey in three days.From co travellers collapsing and been abandoned in the desert to having to survive on our urines. Travelling through the desert we did come upon a couple of human skeletal remains of a couple of unfortunate travellers.

Not to bore you folks with my epistle so i’ll leave out much of what i went through on the journey and continue from when we got into Moroccan territory or the border between Morocco and Algeria in a town called Magniya.Everybody journeying through that route actually get together at this jungle-a valley actually where we set up camps and wait to make up a certain acceptable number for the smugglers to take us on the journey by foot through the woods,deserts and jungles of Morroco to evade the authorities.On a good day with a good guide who knows the route well that’ll be a 2 weeks or thereabouts journey on foot.

So on this day my group and i got prepped to embark on this journey.We had gotten our standard supplies of barguettes,sardines and milk to survive on just enough not too heavy to burden us on the long walk.

We journey only at nights for cover.On the first night we covered a couple of km’s in between some guys and ladies already dropping by the way side not able to keep up pace and exhausted,nobody even cares it’s either you ship in or ship out. So we continued until i eventually took a short rest and afterwards got sperated from the group and i knew not what way to continue on.

Out of frustration,hunger and desperation i decided to come out of the woods in broad day not a single scare of the police as i would have gladly ran to them at this point if for nothing at all just for something to eat and a place to sleep.I started begging for food from some locals who were so kind God bless them.These locals will actually get into trouble with the authorities if it becomes public knowledge that they are habouring or didnt report seeing an alien.But these guys will take me in,make me ‘shai’ morrocan tea and bread then hide me until night time then show me how to go and avoid the cops.

So i continued until i got to Nador.This town actually borders Mellila one of the spanish Territories on Morrocan soil.Meanwhile as a group,our original destination was Rabat where we have a decent population of fellow immigrants on the same journey,where we could gather and map out the next strategy on how to cross into spain either by ferry on. a dingy across the atlantic/mediterranean or scaling the razor fences.

When i arrived Nador i was lost for how to proceed being alone.Mind you it was 2 weeks plus already since i got seperated from my group.I hadn’t showered all these while so you can imagine what i was like. While thinking about my life and how to proceed a bike drove up to me and asked i hopped on,i was hesitant but he insisted and i obliged.He drove me for about 5 kilometres and stopped then asked me to keep left and climb a super mountain across that if i did that and kept to my left i’ll get close to the razor fence.

I thanked him and started on the journey of climbing the huge mountain.From my reckoning i started ascending at about past 8pm when the.man dropped me and when i got to the peak of the mountain where i could see all around Nador and also look into the spanish territory it must have taken me about 3 hours but i became so fired up that at least i’m close to spain.

While i was still basking in the euphoria of my new found luck and planing on where to attack from,the heavens gave way and it started raining cats and dogs with no where to take shelter.

I decided to just keep walking with no particular direction until i happened on a cemetry.When i got to the cemetry at about 12–1 am i couldn’t hold it any longer.I just broke down and started crying my hearts out thinking about my family and friends and how no one knows where i am at what i was passing through. Afterall and the rain had subsided i hadn’t the will to continue that night i just laid on the closest grave to me and prayed for the person resting there.

Pretty tough journey i must confess but had to leave out most parts for easy reading.

Thats it folks a lil story about my life.

Thanks for your time and for reading.

dexcira

Did you cross?

IamZod:
August 2016, Osun state. The night I smoked one joint and almost ran mad.

Meh, I experienced hell that day. My head was spinning, heart rate tripled...
Funny enough, back in my hood, I do smoke joint normally and never felt myself going gaga.

Why this particular joint took me to an all time high, I just couldn't figure.
I can't forget the cold showers, brisk walking, press-ups etc. All just to stay active so I don't loose my consciousness.


Thank God for mercies.

What would have happened if you fell unconscious?

Lol. To those thinking it's easy, I laugh.

The e-exams you think is easy can be hard as fucck
Fill in the gap on a computer graded exam is not exactly a funny idea.

Lildoks:
And I had a neighbor, Benita who was formerly in Noun scoring As and Bs in law but only to get to Unilorin and she starts crying after seeing Cs and Ds on her portal in her first semester studying History and International Studies

There are many factors which could affect performance.
Maybe the more intense social life got to her.

babajeje123:
Go to a conventional school to do computer science. Besides, they don't have computer science but info tech.

They do have computer science, but it's probably not advisable due to lack of practicals

skallion7:
You're A1 knucklehead

And your are very smart.

mercytripletz:
The erstwhile American president is a Kenyan.
Any problem.?

He is more Kenyan than this girl is Nigeria.

This girl hasn't even been to Nigeria unlike Obama who identified a tiny bit with his Kenyan heritage.

None of you talked about the essence of the award or anything meaningful for that matter before delving into your usual tribal diatribes.
Bunch of idiotss like you seek to run away to countries like the USA where even Puerto Ricans get fair chances at life.

cooldipo:
To what gain is the ethnic card being played here?

Nairaland Is certainly a significant sample of Nigeria's educated populace.
It's safe to say most of the sampled are idiots.

Nairaland is such a bore these days.

These daft tribalists have killed this forum already.

A girl who aspires to become the American president is Nigerian?

Dream on folks.

Gptech:
Wetin I dey use power key do na, to wake my phone? .

Hehehehe, I nr see d advantage wen lock get for my phone if dem steal am jare, I go always still lock am with PC.

I believe e get psyche advantage.
If person wey get thief spirit dey track you and e see say no lock, he fit steal.

Gptech:
We plenty jare, very boring to always put my finger to work whenever I want to use my phone. Me sef wen b intermittent user , that face unlock fit go look bush too .

Una no plenty abeg.
BTW fingerprint is easier than using the power key by far.

If lock no dey your phone, na temptation to thief.

Lol. Nokia is gone. All you see is the Nokia name on an HMD phone.