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 Education › Re: Unilag 2013/2014/admission by Flygeriansteve: 1:07pm On Oct 30, 2013 |
@ALL. How every? This ASUU handshake don dey reach elbow o |
| Christianity Etc › Re: What Gospel Songs Makes You Cry? by Flygeriansteve: 3:25pm On Oct 27, 2013 |
amieesuccess: My life, my love, my all by Kirk FranklinI have a video of that song made from Passion Of The Christ. It's beyond words 1 Like |
| Christianity Etc › Re: What Gospel Songs Makes You Cry? by Flygeriansteve: 3:18pm On Oct 27, 2013 |
I Pledge Allegiance-- Ray Boltz makes my eyes water everytime. Creator King--Don Moen. East to West--Casting Crowns are just the ones I can remember. |
| Christianity Etc › Re: Describe Your Church In One Word? by Flygeriansteve: 12:59pm On Oct 27, 2013 |
holiness |
| Education › Re: Unilag 2013/2014/admission by Flygeriansteve: 10:00pm On Oct 25, 2013 |
Primeos1: nah dah na wash...u knt kompare dem at alsuit yasef! You probably need the wait |
| Education › Re: Unilag 2013/2014/admission by Flygeriansteve: 8:24pm On Oct 25, 2013 |
Akanbi93: unilag gave me admission.ESTATE MANAGEMENT my olevels are mathsc4,engc4,econsc4,biologyc4,chemc4.others are d7. Hop am gud 2 go 4 registratn?Yes you are, I think |
| Education › Re: Unilag 2013/2014/admission by Flygeriansteve: 8:20pm On Oct 25, 2013 |
Primeos1: one day u all negs will be rili rili klose to fulfiling ur dream den u wil be given sumtin u had no love lost 4 i.e sumtin u didnt lyk...den u il be brokenheartd lyk me nw...den sum moronic prson wil kal u ungrateful nd proud a.k.a u...see hw dat goesThis is rude. They all mean well. Well if you're convinced you don't want it, you can register but have it in mind to write JAMB again in your yr 1. That way, you'll have sth to hold on to if your application falls through. And I guess you're young. A first class in Physics is better than a 2.1 in Engineering. |
| Education › Re: Unilag 2013/2014/admission by Flygeriansteve: 8:10pm On Oct 25, 2013 |
stevenson007: Hy guyz i need an advise, i put in for computer science, i got 80% in the post utme and i was given admission (infact my name still exist there) i used awaiting result i passed all my papers except f/maths which was E8. i later changed my course to Quantity Surveying now i have checked the supplimentary list i didnt see my name there. please what could have been the problem? is it that my name which is already in the merit list affected my chances or what. i have resolved to join in the registration exercise under computer science.... pls help advise plsSad. But if truly FMaths is required, then the grim fact is that you will be 'UNREGISTRABLE'. That means the registration officers will scratch your name off and advice you to apply for a change of course(free for unregistable candidates). With this you may be given another course, which at best will be in the Education Sciences. |
| Family › Re: How Much Should A Potential Nigerian Husband Earn? by Flygeriansteve: 11:55pm On Oct 24, 2013 |
helpee: which of them is too much for you to believe? For your information, I underestimated most of the figures so that people like you will find it easy to believe yet u still failed despite the fact that I came down to ur level. In terms of my earnings, the figures I actually quoted are far less than what I make. And as per the prudence I used in bringing my family up, I am not exaggerating.I have nothing on you man. I was just messing with you. Don't take it too seriously  |
| Music/Radio › Re: What Music Are You Listening To Right Now? by Flygeriansteve: 9:44pm On Oct 24, 2013 |
| Family › Re: How Much Should A Potential Nigerian Husband Earn? by Flygeriansteve: 9:28pm On Oct 24, 2013 |
helpee: When I was earning like a 150K, I was wondering what on earth it would feel like to make 500K monthly. When I started earning more than 500K per month, I didn't even realise it early cos dubiously, my responsibility and expenses climbed up too. Now I always earn more than a million naira monthly even when market appear sluggish....guess what? I even contemplated getting a loan. Of course I am not a party type, don't womanise and I only got introduced to alcohol recently which is baileys and I take one bottle once in 3months. So where is the money going to? I don't mean to say my life is not better than b4. Of course it is. I can't remember the last I called a friend or a family that they should borrow me 50k. If I need loan, it is a bank loan and must be in millions to service my business. How does this affect my marriage? Same. We are still living exactly the way we used to live when our salary was around 150K monthly. The only difference is that e are rarely broke now but our taste has not significantly increased. Bottomline; increase in money is not what will make your marriage works...I imbibed in my wife from day one strict financial discipline so she can cook a good food with 500naira onlyThere's sth around your mouth. Use your left hand to clean it... Ehn ehn. Good. Now you've wiped all these lies you lied  |
| Family › Re: How Much Should A Potential Nigerian Husband Earn? by Flygeriansteve: 5:08pm On Oct 24, 2013 |
You should earn enough to take care of yourself and your children, and satisfy her BASIC needs. She should provide all her vanities with the money she earns. Or aren't you supposed to be financial partners as well? When it comes to taking financial and other responsibilities, these Nig women are quick to forget the other end of their equality with men campaign. 3 Likes |
| Music/Radio › Re: What Does Your Taste In Music Say About Your Intelligence? by Flygeriansteve: 7:52pm On Oct 23, 2013 |
Very true. If you listen to the contemporary Nigerian afropop cacophony MOST OF THE TIME, chances are that you won't be so intelligent. It's always tupatupatupa. And the retarded rhymes? WTF is limpopo, peretete, vavavoom, mukulu? The more you listen to these meaningless songs, the more your senses are dulled by their repetitive inane lyrics. How would you listen to Coldplay or The Fray and not think? Rock is it for me. Rap is watery nowadays. Old school is precious. I even listen to symphonies and classical music and leave Skelewu and Azonto, Alingo et al for club houses and dance floors. |
| Music/Radio › Re: Seun Kuti On Burna Boy's Underwear Performance - Fela Never Wore Pants On Stage by Flygeriansteve: 7:23pm On Oct 23, 2013 |
simdam500: pant or no pant! how fela take resemble burna, *how pop take resemble fuji*B like say you no pass 18 years. The fela I know, no be fuji him sing. 1 Like |
| Politics › Re: Nigeria Speaks-out Against Same-sex Marriage At The UN by Flygeriansteve: 7:01pm On Oct 23, 2013 |
Hate the 'sin' not the sinner. PS: Om the flip side, funny even America must have had this cross section of homophobic views in the 1800s. Time will tell. |
| Politics › Re: US Senator Insults Nigeria In A bid To Mock Obama. by Flygeriansteve: 2:01am On Oct 23, 2013 |
And I should add Americans are the most notorious bunch for their cultural arrogance--riduculing everything they don't know or are afraid of; Africans, China, Russia, Eastern Europeans...you need to see their distasteful cultural jokes--and economic imperialism; keeping expensive holywood lifestyes while owing the whole world money  1 Like |
| Politics › Re: US Senator Insults Nigeria In A bid To Mock Obama. by Flygeriansteve: 1:48am On Oct 23, 2013 |
You can curse him all you want. I also feel like snapping his short neck for smearing us to score points...but HE'S RIGHT! And no one should ever justify fraudulence or corruption as a comeback to his cheap stereotypical talk. We start to fight corruption when we frown at it, ridicule it...not laugh it over or pat ourselves on the back. |
| Politics › Re: US Senator Insults Nigeria In A bid To Mock Obama. by Flygeriansteve: 1:36am On Oct 23, 2013 |
crackhaus: He probably remembered because a smart Nigerian has hacked his bank account/Credit card details before.You think this is funny and fraudulence is smart?  |
| Literature › Re: The Pawn Project by Flygeriansteve(op): 12:38am On Oct 21, 2013 |
"You will tell me why you tried to kill him," he continued as he unpacked more of his apparatus. "I, I don't...I don't know..." " My name is Doctor Shona and It might interest you to know that I've been doing this for 20 years now," Smith could make out his profile now. He wore large gold-rimmed glasses. His neck was a little too long. Like he didn't get much food to eat. The white overalls hung loosely over his thin shoulders. "That's what they all say at first but in the end, they tell it,they tell it all." The corners of his mouth creased into a smile that made Smith shift in his shackles. "I swear I don't know anything," Smith pleaded, "If I knew I'd tell you." "Of course you will tell me, you will tell me what I want to hear." He replied coolly as he took a out two metal clips and plugged them to his toes. "I have to tell you these metal clips are connected to an electricity source," Shona stood over him now, "When I flip on the switch you will feel indescribable pain, you will give almost anything to make it stop." "Please I didn't kill anybody, I'm don't know anything, I'm innocent," Smith begged, his eyes following the doctor's hands. Dr Shona turned on the switch. |
| Literature › The Pawn Project by Flygeriansteve(op): 11:20pm On Oct 20, 2013 |
Smith knew he was awake. His eyes were wide open. He had opened and shut them about a dozen times to be sure. Still it was so dark that he could not see anything. He blinked harder, squinting to adjust to the darkness. Nothing. "Where am I?" He tried to think but his memory was blank. He tried again till his head began to hurt like hell. Like his brains were being pulled out of it. He gave that up and tried to move. His legs, his arms, his whole body felt numb, felt dead. Was he... "Am I dead?" As if in response to his question, blinding white lights hit his face from the ceiling above. He squirmed as he tried in vain to shield his face with his hand. In that moment, he saw that his hands and legs were bound in large manacles. The manacles were fastened to what looked like an operation table. He was lying bound on it face-up. He also noticed that on the same table, there was a steel tray that appeared to contain various surgical knives. A white towel gleaned on a dirty rack near the set. He scanned the room again. There was no air conditioner but it was cold. "Hell would at least have fire," he thought as he tried his restraints again. The metal cuffs seemed to tighten the more. "Oh f**k!" The operating room stood in the middle of a large empty room. Its walls were mostly white except for little patches of grey where the paint had begun to wear off, revealing hard concrete. There was a wide glass window overlooking the table. The other side of it was definitely the observatory from where the suspect could be monitored and analysed. "And I am that subject." The knowledge gave him no comfort. The lights started flickering on and off, playing brilliant black and white colours on the walls like scenes from an old war movie. He swore again. "I wish I'd died and not..." "You will have your wish if you do not cooperate with me." Someone cut in. It was a male voice, middle-aged. There was an accent in his voice. The R was almost guttural. French or Eastern-European, Smith couldn't say. The man started walking towards him carrying something heavy. It was probably liquid judging from the splashing sound it made. Until then He hadn't known there was a door beside the glass window. The surprise unsettled him completely... To Be Continued Please drop your comments. I could really use the feedback |
| Music/Radio › Re: What Music Are You Listening To Right Now? by Flygeriansteve: 9:11pm On Oct 18, 2013 |
[quote author=C'est moi]#smiles.....Are you a fan? cos I am. Brick and Lace- Bad to D bone. Evanescence- Bring me back to life.[/quote]j'adore Avril et la musique rock en generale  There's virtually no track of hers I dont have  Glee Cast- Pretty Unpretty |
| Literature › Re: The Bridge by Flygeriansteve(op): 9:05pm On Oct 18, 2013 |
Chicolee: Impressive for a 'budding writer', I have a few tips for you.Thanks form the tips. I initially intended the story as a poem so that might explain the confusing language and bumpy plot. Thanks again, I'll take note of your points. |
| Music/Radio › Re: What Music Are You Listening To Right Now? by Flygeriansteve: 4:39pm On Oct 18, 2013 |
[quote author=C'est moi]Avril Lavigne- Fall to pieces[/quote]I like Musical Youth— Pass The Dutchie |
| Literature › The Bridge by Flygeriansteve(op): 4:30pm On Oct 18, 2013 |
I'm scribbled this short story here for a friend a few months ago and I thought to share here. Your suggestions and contributions are welcome as I'm still a budding writer Do not show grief. Men do not cry. What is love? Do men eat love? Swallows pills. Nonsense. You are stronger than you think. Take control. Do not let anyone make you feel less important than you are. Motivationalmumbo-jumbo. Drinks water. The abracadabra of self belief versus ululations of the heart. Classic story. Epic battle. Catharsis ensues as blades of glass beg for truce, self-belief and ululations oblivious. Elephants locked in combat while grass of emotions bleed and bruise. Some things in life are not clear, or reasonable. Why does every design have an undoing clause? The heart leaves its business of pumping blood and starts to feel. The brain does not forget what it ought to forget. Sad smile. It is a curse. Yes, all is calculated to ensure fallibility. The sort of premeditated sadism derived from plucking off the wings of a cricket or some other insect and then releasing it to enjoy its ‘freedom’. We are sport for the gods….Even nature enjoys black humour. His intention was not to rival Plato. Pensive pondering just seemed to pour out from a battered mind. “We’ll cross that bridge when we get there”, he had said. Careless words. Practically the most careless to have escaped the lips of Man. A large scale insouciance of this nature wasn’t typical in his handful of hubris. He often prided himself in think-talking, choosing his words carefully. Something was not right. No he couldn’t be blamed. At least not completely. He couldn’t be blamed for such open-mouthedness symptomatic of acute mouth diarrhoea. He only took a little wine for his stomach’s sake now–something he didn’t do back them– alcohol wasn’t the culprit. Ah He was a victim! He was a victim of a gelatinous heart. Heart so sensitive and stupid. And yes! That one who caused all this. The one who had shot arrows of melancholy into the stupid sensitive heart. Man could only remember faintly now how it wasn’t always like this. His was a decent life, free and untethered. Ah, those days when even the chirping of insect and the intermittent cooing of birds had him frenziedly fascinated. When the ray of the rising sun tearing through his windows and kissing his skin used to send a glimmer of hope into him. Life held promise. He was contented. Until she entered the scene. Dark and lovely. Smile so captivating and rapturous that it catapulted him to plains of ecstasy. Her lips were supple wedges of orange lathered with jam. And her body; slim, graceful, with elaborate bosom rotundity standing over a petite torso like succulent papaya on a young tree. Voluptuous curves further accentuated a figure so alluring that Venus would have been green with envy. Trailing her then, he lost his mind, his inhibitions and his shoes, falling headlong into the quicksand of love.She had smiled knowingly at him: the eureka moment. Pleasantries exchanged amid blushing faces and gummy smiles… They had bonded like star-crossed lovers, only in this case, there was one lover who clearly didn’t intend to commit suicide. He of course was the initiator and it followed that he was the facilitator who emptied out his well of affection and lavished it on her. It was he who had known nothing else but love and promise. He could offer this from his heart of this reservoir that was limitless– or so he thought. She, the one who would betray him, acquiesced passively. With her, one never quite knew where they stood. Her poker-face dotted with those seductive starry-doe eyes. “You’re a friend, you’re more than a friend”, he had told her. She smiled. Maybe she was amused, or humoured, Goodness knows. Then came revelations. This is what I am, this things have I done. “Let us be friends for a while, then we’ll see what happens”, She said. A free trial. He was going to settle for anything. He agreed. Sour grapes. Suddenly this ripening fruit had turned sour. What did he do? She just acted funny. He didn’t know. He didn’t like it. She didn’t care. She was the Bridge. Shaky, threatening to break from the start. He had made to cross the bridge, but it had been uncertain. It didn’t want to accomodate him fully, it didn’t want him to turn back. He was stuck in limbo. The voice of reason told him, “It’d be pathetic to die crossing this bridge when there are less uncertain bridges on the road”. But he liked this bridge enough to want to die. Bridge talked about having him sit on it forever, he told Bridge he’d crossed his heart and he hoped to die. Still Bridge was hesitant. Always second-guessing. Until even that guessing stopped… Till finally he understood: He was the like the proverbial knife kept in the fire while Bridge searched for yam. Bridge found boiled yam elsewhere and palmoil to boot and left him heating away in the fire… |
| Education › Re: Was Your Choice Of Course Influenced By Your Parents? by Flygeriansteve: 3:38pm On Oct 18, 2013 |
twaintoy: It was almost. My mum wanted me to study law, we went to Igbinedion university okada to write the entrance exam, i was immediately given admission letter, my brother then raised an alarm that admission can never be given exactly 5minutes after writing the test, them never even finish marking the scripts wen dem dey dash us admission. My mum gave in to my brother that we should look for another school. Since she wanted benin city for me, we then went to Benson Idahosa university. when we got there, the VC told us that candidates for law has been filled up according to the speculations NUC gave them, as dem never give dem full accreditation then. My mama vex so tey my papa dey cool am down, on top this lawNa so una dey fail. YES/NO question na him warrant this Story of my Life ? @topic, yes and no 2 Likes |
| Car Talk › Re: Things That Happen on BRT Buses by Flygeriansteve: 3:14pm On Oct 18, 2013 |
binhozie: What in the name of Ekoloma Demba is "pant trouser"?I just died |
| Music/Radio › Re: What Music Are You Listening To Right Now? by Flygeriansteve: 2:39pm On Oct 18, 2013 |
Culture Club— Karma Chameleon |
| Education › Re: Unilag 2013/2014/admission by Flygeriansteve: 2:11pm On Oct 18, 2013 |
PrinceAdepoju: A girl was passing by & saw herlol |
| Car Talk › Re: Things That Happen on BRT Buses by Flygeriansteve: 1:32pm On Oct 18, 2013 |
Well the one I hate is when you enter and sit beside the window hoping that the fine girl 6 spaces behind on the queue sits beside you and just as she's getting on, some fugly dude or fat iyaloja asks if there's someone on the seat. And then I say “Yes, of course!“ only for the girl to sit somewhere else, in the front. |
| Music/Radio › Re: What Music Are You Listening To Right Now? by Flygeriansteve: 10:35pm On Oct 16, 2013 |
Colbie Calliat-Falling For You |
| Business › Re: Sanusi Bags 2013 Central Bank Governor Award For Sub-saharan Africa by Flygeriansteve: 2:38pm On Oct 14, 2013 |
chess guru: And your point is ?That with the exception of South Africa, Subsaharan Africa is not much to write about. |
?. VC gave us the list of courses the school was offering and he said we should go home to choose one. Immediately we got home, i just dragged my mum inside the room, and told her i wanted MASS COMMUNICATION. She later reasoned with me and said one thing, she said "its not good for parents not to give their children the opportunity to choose what they want"(course of study inclusive), we later went back to Idahosa University, i wrote the entrance exam and was given admission some months after. Now, i am a mass communication graduate, graduated 3years ago, i am now a lecturer in my state polytechnic and i love my course of study. Had it been i studied law, would have been the worst lawyer ever. This is my story. Parents, abeg make una no dey choose course of study for una children, its not the best.