Back here,happy Monday to you all. Had some personal issues and also my phone has Ebola, hopefully will round it up this week. Thanks to all who checked on me.

ghostwritter:
Gabbyraze



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Present sir

veekid:
Gabbyraze Hava! Im here; just keep on dropping it. It's fùcking hilariously funny mehn, don't forget that aspect

E don tey o, my phone dey misbehave,dats why I haven't been able to update

I like the plot and its funny too. Bibijay I don invite u tire to my story but u dey dodge, God dey o. Where is veekid?

Nice one obimgbo
Ritababe, yungtemy, gtin, make Una show

xolocious:



Thumbs up to you sir, I've been following yours and been doing an hourly page refresh on your story... It's been mind blowing and intriguing but you and Temy don dey learn bad, bad things. Una dey stingy to do update.
What's the matter but all the same, kudos to you and your work. you're recognized.

Bros I sight you,was supposed to update yesterday but the onenote program i use to type has refused to open,my phone get Ebola. No worry i go surely update

Similar to what I experienced in yabatech many many years ago,chai...God dey

Happy weekend my people,will update today.

Adesina12:
Drama drama drama!!!

Waiting for the next update

In my case on one occasion like that of Prof you mentioned I was caught in the act due to mamooth dependant on me in the exam hall

It was in Federal Polytechnic Offa in Kwara State

When the invigilator who happened to be the lecturer for the course we are writing asked me to stand up

The security was tight and only one entrance to the hall left opened with police black maria backed the opened entrance

No escape route........my heart was beating faster and the next person to me could hear it almost pop out of my chest

The lecturer asked me to introduce myself as he has never seen my face in his class.....

I answered him and the next thing to happen is..........TBC

Waiting for you Op.........sweet popcorn for you

Adesina guy, u must write ur own story o.

micbreezy7:
fvck....shit is abt to hit d fan....

We can only imagine shey...tanx baba

Dedicated to my day one people, I rushed it so pls pardon my errors

How do you gear up when your mind isn't ready for battle? When the expectations from people seem overwhelming, when do you draw a line?

All these went through my mind as i ruminated over the decisions i just made, silently prayed for one last chance because if anything goes wrong, how i go take talk am? Who go wan hear say na for final year i face panel, come chop 2 yrs suspension, reality set in and i knew i had to do it right one last time, no guts no glory.

Exam came like lightening, everybody geared up and rearing to go, i had prepared adequately for both the runz and my own course, thank God our main courses were easy and the lecturers incharge of them had good mind, it went well and we were thankful but for those who had carry overs, their journey just began. I often found myself in different halls, at different days and times, from yr1 till 400level exam halls, i graced a few of them.

The runs chizzy gave me kept me on my toes and since I couldn't use my GS idcard, i didn't have departmental id card, i was left with just library id card and school id card. Neither of them could be tampered with, so i used to old way of entering the halls as me, then putting the persons name on the attendance sheet and answer sheet, luckily my faculty as a whole don't have do alot of security checks,(due to too much sorting), it only happens if someone makes a mistake and is caught, then they will start verifying everybody in the hall, it gets really ugly.

All through the runs from chizzy, i didn't run into trouble, i made sure i was invisible in the hall, i don't dress loudly, always on jeans and tshirts, and God was always on my side. I couldn't believe my luck and it felt like i could continue for as long as possible. I was writing the carry overs while writing my own exams since our exams were evenly spaced, time came for the mat411 exam and i met up with Collins outside the exam venue, it was in statistics building, science village. I saw almost half the guys in my class in the vicinity and i began to wonder, even the very brilliant ones were there, omo boiz are not smiling.

The exam started and me and Collins already had a plan in place, we will both enter but i will fill the correct details both in answer sheet and attendance sheet, while he will write unrecognizable details. I sat somewhere at the back, middle row, Collins was like 3 seats behind me but at the adjacent row, two of the most brilliant guys(dave and prof) in my class sat closer to each other, somewhere at the front area while others were scattered around the hall. Prof was fucking one girl in my class and it was because of her he appeared in that hall, apparently her pvssy has powers to move mountains, Dave came for another girl as well, funnily they were both rookies in the game.

As the exam continued, we had all filled the attendance sheet and we were halfway into the exam. Some guy stood up to submit, probably he looked suspicious or the invigilator just had a hunch, he called the guy and asked for his credentials (id card and school fees receipt), the guy produced them and the man crosschecked in the attendance but the name was conspicuously missing, see gbege, closer checks showed that the details on the answer sheets dosent correlate with credentials, lol you know what this means right? It spelt doom for us in the hall because they would be closer scrutiny.

The invigilator quickly called the lecturer incharge and reported the case to him, while the guy was bundled out, several invigilators took the different papers we used for attendance and started calling names and it must follow sequentially, in the sense that, if a name is called and a person answers that name,the names that follow must be for the people that are sitting closest to that person. Now Dave and prof supposedly wrote false names in the attendance sheet (school boy error) and when the name prof filled was called, he didn't answer because he didn't even remember, the smart invigilator called the next name and the babe answered since she sat close to him, they asked both of them to stand up and after going through their answers sheets, prof's was carrying the girl's details while the girl's own was something different from what was on the attendance sheet. Both were walked out after their credentials were seized, this in itself means doom because without your credentials you might not be allowed to write any exam and we had our final paper in two days time!!!!!

Dave who was occupying the next seat was visibly shaking, and i guess he was smart because he quickly changed the details on his answer sheet to his real details and while mist of the invigilators were dealing with prof and the girl, arguing back and forth, Dave quickly submitted to a quiet invigilator and practically ran out of the hall. We couldn't help but laugh at the whole scenario because it was obvious that they were naive and didn't seek advice from us before they ventured into the game, the name calling continued and we all answered easily till the name Collins filled was called and he didn't answer, wtf, dude didn't remember the name he filled till the person next to him was called and then he was asked to stand up and as he was been questioned, i just couldn't help but feel upset, which kin wahala be this na

My people, make Una no vex o, was caught up with some personal stuffs

wolexini:
Bro. we still dey wait ooo

I know and am sorry for been quiet,got some personal stuffs am dealing with

Adesina12:
Is this your final gunshot?

During my time after I have graduated some students still contacted me and I sat for them

You won't blf it, it is in the blood and you can't run away from it

Even I wrote GCE while waiting for service after graduation

It was so easy for me to write at any level then

To God be the glory

Lol, u bad pass me o

gtin:
Final lap make sure u dy very careful oh

I b God pikin na, am always careful. Thanking you

saraphina:
hmmmmmmmmmmmm....Be careful sha

Am always careful Madame, thanks for stopping by

Bizzonthetrack:

"in boogey's voice "Devil beans is that shit that you be itching for

Ahhh my brother, so u like boogey eh..nice one

FINAL YEAR...FINAL HURDLE OR RETREAT

All through the long holidays, i constantly thought about the different paths i have taken, all the risks, the challenges, the near misses, wondered if i have pushed God to the limit, should i get out while i can? Or push one final time....

We resumed with lots of expectations, most of my classmates planned on crossing all i's and dotting all t's, nobody wanted extra year, all carry over must be written and written well, by hook or by crook, coupled with project work and seminar, no one wanted to leave anything to chance or fate, you know what this means for me right? *winks*

Luckily for us, we had courses for first semester only, while second semester was just for project and seminar. A list for grouping of students under different supervisors was pasted and people started pairing themselves since in my dept, you do your project work in two's, i paired with a guy named Collins. Collins is a great guy, who used to be razz and rough, but he gave his life to Christ and became a staunch born again, always coming to class with a big bible, always engaging most of us with messages of repentance and urging us to change our ways. ******mark the name*****

We got busy with school work, coupled with project work, i had not made a final decision about whether or not i will push for one final hoorah in my runs game or give it a rest, i waited for fate and fate bleeped me in the ass.

Right from yr 1 till finals, we had borrowed over 12 maths courses, and almost 80% of my classmates were deficient in maths, coupled with our usual 'demonic' departmental lecturers, alot of people had stacked up carry overs amounting to 12 or more, putting into consideration the crazy way timetables are been set, courses clash all the time and those morons don't wanna budge, they wont even listen if you plead for a change of time, in the long run, you have a carry over and for 2 years, you wont see a good opportunity to write it.

You know what that means for a guy like me, right? Business business business, if i play my game right, my project money and flexing money suppose fall out without wahala na, shebi.... Luckily our final year courses were kinda easy with very good and understanding lecturers, it was one way traffic, my project work going well, life couldn't have been any better, till exam came.

Timetable came out, our courses were evenly spaced out, those with carry overs could do it without fear of clash, but most didn't want to chance it, therein lies my expertise, moping up loose ends, giving people the easy way out, removing the responsibility of writing exams, especially difficult ones. Immediately, everyone affected with any form of challenge started strategizing, putting things in place, meeting students in those classes for the current handout or material, but for people like us, we wait for calls and they came in, chizzy's call was the first

Chizzy: Bros

Me: Chizzy Baba,how far na

Chizzy: Bros i dey o, how your side

Me: Bros i full ground, na hunger just dey play me

Chizzy: Hahahahahaha, bros shebi u don see timetable

Me: Yes o, thank God say them space am, man fit relax well

Chizzy: Bros, relax ke, business dey o

Me: Ehen, based on?

Chizzy: Normal level na

Me: Bros ehn, my mind dey double o, u know say i don too do

Chizzy: Bros this one na departmental courses and maths, so na the normal way na

Me: Bros make we see first, make i know how many courses

Chizzy: Ok, come my side later, i dey somewhere now

Me: Ok na

What a twist of fate, just when i thought my mind has been made up and i was out of the game, now this, my phone rang again and it was Collins,

Me: My Oga

Collins: Bros how far na

Me: Your boy dey o

Collins: Hahahahaha, how you go be my boy

Me: You be boss na

Collins: Lol, how your side na

Me: I just dey,hope say you dey arrange our project work small small

Collins: Yes, na small thing

Me: Confirm, i believe you

Collins: Bros ehn, i get small problem o

Me: Wetin happen

Collins: Na mat411 o, i bin get am F that time and i don check timetable, e no clash with any course

Me: Ok, so.....

Collins: Ken i want make you run am for me, i go pay you

Me: Ahh bros, i bin don comot hand for that level o, you know say this na final year, if anything happen, na wahala o

Collins: Bros abeg na, na just one, we go run am together, nothing fit happen

Me: *sighs*....ok na, when we see for school, we go reason well

Collins: Correct, i know say you no go fall my hand, thank you

At this point, i had no choice, fate has decided...game on

Davidhero:



Ok, no probs.
Happy Sunday too...
Stay strong.

Thanks homie

Davidhero:



Bros, comman update nau...

Had a rough day yesterday, lets see how today goes..happy sunday

YungTemy:
You too much. I swear

Hahahah, bros no swear o, how far na

Davidhero:
Gabbyraze....
Walahi, am enjoying this ur story...
Welldone.

Reminds me of those days in sec sch impersonating for SSCE exams..

Bros u were in sec skul and impersonating ssce exams? Chai I b pikin for your side o, twale side

LEOSIRSIR:
nice one Gabbyrazze
your writing skills are superb..
good job bro

Thanks alot bro, God bless

mjay05:
Nice story..

Thanks mjay

veekid:
my brother; Na real wha for me. I've being hustling.
What a great job you're doing here

Thank you, happy weekend

veekid:
Ghost mode deactivated

Veekid my man, longest time. Nawa u o

Happy weekend folks.... Veekid, collinometricx, creeza, jnichole. Where are these people?

Do i walk away? Do i stay? These questions ran through my mind but wait a minute, its not a crime to be in an environment na, at least exam hasn't started, so why the fuss? I hissed at myself, was been unnecessarily paranoid, chalk it up to my most recent experience. I sat back down, and watched other people, walking agitatedly, looking uncertain, probably because of fear, fear of the forthcoming exam, inwardly i smiled, i have felt that kind of fear before, its nothing new.

After some minutes, the students started walking fast towards the different classes and halls, exam wan start be that, i looked towards bethel, she shook the man and was walking towards me, i braced myself as she got closer, she then said, "lets go, exam is about to start"...really We walked towards the third hall, guess that's where QS use for their examinations, we got in, unchecked, sat down and guess what? The man she was talking with earlier was in front of the class, with question papers and answer sheets. Once i sat down, bethel occupied the seat in front of me. The class is small, can't contain more than 30 students, sitting 2 per seat, which is the sitting pattern they used.

As the man started sharing the papers, he just warned us not to be rowdy and to behave ourselves, when he go to bethels seat, he gave her the question paper with answer sheet and said, "is that the guy"? With a finger pointing in my direction, she calmly nodded and i was dumbfounded, what the hell kind of department is this? I wonder if that is the man's normal attitude or she has probably motivated him, if its the latter, is it in cash or kind?...devilish mind abi, that's what a relaxed mind gets you, i was relaxed and enjoying every moment of it.

Exam started in earnest, after half an hour, the guys behind me called my attention

Guy 1: Bros i hail

Me: How far na

Guy 1: I dey o, we dey feel you bros

Me:*****smiles***** how you mean

Guy 2: Bros we know the level na, abeg no forget us o

Guy 1: We fit motivate u o

Me: Na small thing na, forget motivation

Guy 1: Confirm, you be correct guy

I just smiled, then bethel turned and asked if the solutions were forthcoming and if the guys were disturbing, i replied they weren't and the questions weren't difficult. She just smiled and said she likes my disposition and confidence, i smiled and continued writing.

Halfway through, i heard a familiar voice, shit, Mr Ugwu, from maths dept, seems he's the one in charge of the course, goddamnit. Mr Ugwu has lectured my class almost four times in different levels, so i had some form of familiarity with him, having visited his office countless times. I was a bit scared,partly because the class isn't crowded, so i can be spotted easily, then its not even for comp.sc, its QS... Bethel noticed my discomfort, then asked if the lecturer knows me very well, i answered in a probable form, since he might not know my name but i was pretty sure he knew am in comp.sc which means am not supposed to be in QS. Luckily, he just breezed in, asked the invigilator a few general questions, then asked us if anyone has any problem with the challenge concerning the questions, which they replied negatively, all this while, my head faced down, in deep concentration.

I supplied a couple of people answers while bethel made sure the attendance sheet skipped me, at some point, she felt i was been too generous, she requested i submit so.we can leave, i didn't hesitate o, cos na she dey hold d dough.

We stepped out, she was all smiles, saying that she's sure the least grade she will score in the course is a B, i was like, "i like your faith", to which she replied, "i did the necessary checks before deciding to use a machinery, since the lecturer doesn't collect sorting", i just smiled. She gave me my dough, we shook hands and parted ways. Job done,hassle free...God is good

Next session, Final year....thinking of retiring, maybe not