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lozanni:Proudly a south southerner o. It's about cutting costs as d expenses incurred in the northern part are lesser than what obtains in d south(Based on economist/financial analyst wey i ve) |
So, people still pay for placement? Got about 3 peeps who wanna influence mine for me for free(Kaduna, Niger, Taraba or Nasarawa on my mind) But that altering of destiny is what my mama is concerned about. She be like, i'm praying to God and he'll influence ya posting a place which'll favor you. You musn't influence it. But what if her prayers land me in Abia or Ebonyi? |
The Federal Government is set to executeSource: thenationonlineng.net/new/jonathan-okays-oil-jobs-for-tompolo-fasehun-others/ |
ARE ALL THESE TANOIDS REALLY DUMB OR THEY JUST WANNA APPEAR DUMB IN SOLIDARITY WITH THEIR PRINCIPAL THE SUPER DUMB JONATHAN? |
Abdullah007:Dumbest Nigga ever Liveth! I hail you o. See my brother, when they say someone is foolish, they ain't praising that person.You ain't just a fool, you're a dumb fool. Hopeless case. The type that dub in exam hall and also dub the mat No. ekpa. The national Chairman of the party is JOHN Odigie Oyegun from Edo state. A christian and a catholic. This your message is one of d lies and propaganda being peddled about by PDPians. Mumu try make some research before copying and pasting. photocopying machine like you...... Btw, the campaign DG is Rotimi Amaechi from Rivers state(A christian) before you will see another story telling you the DG is Ibn Mahmoud Tal Ain from Afghanistan |
Yeah. Even go down on her and all such. #SelfControl |
PICKIN DEY MAD HIM MAMA SAY NA RASCAL HE JUST RASCAL. Na So craze dey start |
The All Progressives Congress has. Source: www.punchng.com/news/jonathans-comment-on-chibok-girls-callous-insensitive-apc/ |
Christopher Kayode Nelson, Chris as he liked to be called, was born sometime in the eighties. “Crazy since the eighties” he would jokingly refer to himself. Born into a rich middle class family, he never really had much problems getting whatever he wanted. With the added advantage that he was the last child, he was his mother’s favorite. The only problems he had growing up will be the occasional slap or conk when his older brother, Junior, felt he was out of line and his mother was not around to defend him. His older sister, Omolade, was very easy. All he needed to do was threaten to tell mummy about super flirty boyfriend, James and she would remain quiet and hold her peace. Sometimes, blackmail is a very efficient tool for keeping everyone in line. He was a smart child, came top of his class. Most of the time at least. He could do no wrong in his teachers’ eyes, his academic prowess continued well into his secondary school days. He was always the person to represent the school anytime there was a competition. Suffice it to say that any competition that he participated in, the first prize trophy was going to be in the bus bringing them back to school. Chris was a normal, law-abiding, morally upright student until the second term of S.S.S 1. He was still normal and upright but just a little less law-abiding after then. He started seeing things a little differently. Some might say he loosened up considerably and quite rightly so. Chris’ transformation began when a boy named Jameel transferred to his school. They weren’t friends at first, neither did they have anything in common or so they thought at the time. Their paths first crossed when the Biology teacher paired them for a class project. Chris had no problems socializing but he didn’t want a partner like Jameel. Putting aside every notion he had about Jameel, he went to him and asked about what he thought the project. “I really don’t care about that project bro”, Jameel said. “Why not?”, Chris asked, shocked. “Because I just don’t care.” Jameel said without a care in the world. “Aren’t you interested in the extra ten marks?” Chris quizzed him more “I will get a credit at the end of the day, so I really I’m not interested” Jameel said uninterested. “How are sure you will get a credit?” Chris said fascinated. Raising one eyebrow, Jameel replied “the exams are still 70 marks, right?” “Yes” Chris replied firmly “I will study for the exams and get about 45 and then I already have 18 from the tests so I’m good” “Wow! What if you don’t make the 45?” “I will” “How?” “Anyway possible. People like you worry too much.” Jameel walked away leaving an open- mouthed Chris just standing there. After Chris regained his consciousness after being in a daze, he started pondering on what Jameel had said. What does “anyway possible” even mean? He wondered. He shrugged it off for the mean time and went back to his class. Chris got on the project anyway and finished it without any help from Jameel. In the paper given to them by the teacher, he was supposed to fill in the names of the persons that carried out the project. He had finished filling his own name when he realized he didn’t know Jameel’s last name. He did the trek to the Art Class and sought out Jameel. “What’s your surname?”, Chris asked. “Why do you ask?”, Jameel replied. “I need it for that Biology project that you blew off. I need to write your name as my partner.” “Oh? You still went on with that?” “Yes. Apparently.” Jameel laughed. “Why are you laughing?” “I just didn’t think someone like you would still want to put my name on the project that I didn’t even lift a finger for” “Well, I did” “Ok. My last name’s Benson” “All right. We’ll go over this stuff in case the Biology teacher asks us anything. Ok?” “Ok sir”, Jameel said laughing. “What?” “Nothing” As Chris turned to leave, Jameel called out to him “There’s a party at my place this evening. You should come.” “On a school evening?” “Problem?” “Not really” “You seem cool but you are little uptight. Come and let’s see if we can loosen you up a little with some booze” “There’s going to be alcohol?” “Again, problem?” “Yes” “Why?” “I don’t drink” “No worries then” “All right” Chris opened the door of the classroom to leave and then Jameel called after him again. “Ask anyone for the address” |
FOLLOWING CHRIS EPISODE 3:Planning Lola’s birthday bash was fun. What made it more fun was the fact that it was gonna be a surprise birthday bash, cant wait to see the excitement in her face when she sees it. Getting Sade, Blossom and Camille involved also added more fun to it. But the larger the circle got, the harder it was to keep the secret. Chris somehow managed it. He had been thinking of taking her to the same restaurant he had taken her for Valentine’s and he was particularly inclined to acquiesce to her request because she had fallen in love with the place and the food that she had actually marked a table as her favorite table. One evening, on his way back to the hostel from a personal errand he went to run, he saw Camille waiting at the bus stop trying to get a cab. He knew that by her dressing and her disposition, she was heading back to the school. He drove a little further from where she was and tooted the horn a little. When she didn’t realize he was actually waiting for her, he tooted the horn again. By this time, she looked up and saw the car and noticed that that was Chris’ car. She knew the car very well. It was the car that had taken to and from parties on countless occasions. She stopped talking to the cab driver she had managed to hail and started the little trek to where Chris was parked. She walked over to the passenger side on the right side and gently slid into the car. “Hey Chris”, she said. “Hey back. Where are you headed?”, he asked. “Duh”, she said and laughed. “I was just asking to confirm. You girls have lots of places to go to on your minds”, he retorted. “Ehn. I’m sha headed to school” She replied uninterested “All right. I’ll drop you off at the hostel.” Chris offered He looked on straight ahead as he backed out from where he had parked. He changed the music from the hardcore rap he had been listening to earlier to something a little lighter. For some reason, He and Camille never quite got along like the rest of Lola’s friends. Trying to make small talk, he asked where she had been coming from. “Oh that? I went to see one useless boy”, she replied. “Ahn ahn, how was he useless?”, he asked. “The stupid boy was trying to force himself on me. He didn’t even give me cab fare” She sounded pissed Stifling a chuckle, he said “How you come you went to his house if you don’t know him?” “I know him very well joor. We’ve been making out before but I was not ready for the do just yet” “Oh” Chris said faintly “What?”, she asked. “Nothing” Chris was not particularly struggling to understand why she had suddenly become a talkative that night. He had smelled it on her as she had entered the car. Although quite faint, the smell of alcohol was unmistakable, so she is sort of tipsy or at worse drunk. “So tell me, how come you weren’t ready to do the do with the guy?”, he asked trying to keep the idle chitchat going. “Maybe I was waiting for you to come and pop my cherry”, she said maintaining serious eye contact. “What?!”, he said swerving and braking so rapidly so he wouldn’t rear-end the car in front of him. “You heard me”, she retorted. It had to be the alcohol he thought to himself. Surely she couldn’t be saying all that he was hearing. He must be hearing things. He started moving again, this time, in silence. Just before they got to the school gate, he parked on a side street just so they could clear the air. “What do you mean you’re waiting for me to pop your cherry?”, he asked. “Exactly what the words mean”, she replied. “Jesus!”, he shouted. “You’re such a damn fool Chris. I waited and waited for you to notice me. The lights I was shining were brighter than cut emeralds, yet you didn’t see me”, she said “I didn’t know” “How could you? Then the next thing I know you started dating Lola. My best friend!”, she said almost sobbing “And. . . and Lola will keep asking me why you and I don’t seem to get along. If only she knew right?”, she said trying to smile but not quite making it. “You should’ve said something”, he said quietly. “And be taken for a desperate chick? Hell no!”, she retorted sharply. “It’s too late now, you know? I can’t be sneaking around. Besides, I can’t even cheat on Lola”, he said. “Don’t you think I know that?”, she replied. He leaned over and hugged her. He couldn’t give her what she wanted but at least he could comfort her. As he was pulling away from her, she held him tighter. “Please don’t leave me”, she said, “you must hate me now I’m sure. Please don’t hate me.” “I don’t hate you”, he said reassuring her, “let’s get you to your hostel.” He tried pulling away from her again. This time she let him pull away a little and then just when he was at arm’s length, she pulled him closer and kissed him full on the mouth. He tried pulling away, but she held him tighter. When she finally let him go, he just stared at her. A little mad at her for pulling such a trick on him, but more mad at himself for liking it. “I’m sorry”, she said, when she saw the emotion all over his face she couldn’t quite identify. “It’s all right”, he replied. He pulled out from the side street he was on, and then headed into the school premises. He drove her straight to her hall, neither of them saying anything on the drive there. “We’re here”, he said, trying to lighten the mood. “Sorry about earlier”, she said, “it won’t happen again.” “Don’t worry about it.” He tried to make it look like nothing “Totally off topic, but what are we doing for Lola’s birthday?” She inquired “We? There’s no we. There’s just us. Lola & I. I’m just taking her to a restaurant she loves very much.” Chris said knowing deep down that he didnt need to say all of that. “The one you took her to on Valentine’s?” She asked “Yeah. Problem?” Chris asked “Not at all. Just that for a very long time she had wanted a surprise party” She replied “Really?” Chris asked, happy to be on the right track with the surprise party. “Yes, really” She confirmed. “I’ll find out for myself. Thanks for the heads up” Chris said, hoping to cut the conversation before sparks might fly again. “I’m sure you’ve got it covered, but Lola must not find out what happened tonight. She might just kill me” She said “No worries” Chris said “Goodnight”, she said, walking towards the entrance of the hostel. “Night”, he called after her. Turning the car around, he headed to his hostel trying to put the events of this night behind him and started to think about how he was gonna figure out which one – the dinner or the surprise party – was the better idea. |
Whizpeter:someone once told my grandpa this exact same words when he was courting his 3rd wife(My grandma). Well, guess what. The man is still alive and strong |
Whizpeter:yeah. It's too early to start quarelling but i haven't complained of being unable to handle 2 women o( My grandpa married 4 sef) |
[color=#000000]Following Chris Episode 2:On the eve of the day of the test, he got his materials and started studying and asking for help where he did not understand. When the time for the test came, he went into the hall mildly prepared and kept his fingers crossed. As the test was about to start, the lecturer wasn’t having the ‘formations’ the students had set, so he decided to have the class rearranged. Naturally, students from his college didn’t necessarily socialize from the students from her college. So it was a safe bet sitting the students by college. A student from the College of Science. A student from the College of Business. As fate would have it, they were both seated on the same long class chair. The lecture began distributing the questions and the people that received the questions at the front of the class, just put their hands on their heads and by the looks of it, the questions were really hard. By the time the questions eventually got to their table, he couldn’t see what the fuss was about. The questions weren’t all that difficult, and he just buried his head and started attempting the ones he could. There were six questions, they were to answer four. By the time he was done with the third question, and he was trying to figure out which he one he was going to attempt last based on his level of knowledge on each of them , he looked up to notice that the girl sitting beside him was not writing anything. “What’s the problem?”, he said in a very low voice. “I don’t know what to write”, she responded, whispering back. “How come?”, he asked. “I don’t know what to write”, she said, rolling her eyes at him. “Wait”, he murmured. He finally picked a question and started solving. After he was done, he picked another one and solved. He had answered 5 out of 6. He made sure he did an extra question so that they didn’t end up solving the exact same questions and when they were done he was going to cancel out the last one he solved. “Psst”, he called out to her, and then moved his answer sheet in such a way that she could see it. She looked towards him and she saw what he was doing. Not being a slacker herself, she started copying. She was very fast with her writing and within moments she was done copying. As soon as she was done, he turned the answer sheet back towards him and cancelled out the last question he had solved. He then made his way to submit. Looking behind him, she wasn’t far away as she too had stood up and wanted to submit as well. He submitted, and then went out of the room. She was right behind him and he kept walking towards the stairs to make his way back to his hostel room. He felt someone tap him. He turned, and that’s when he really saw her. Her hair was very shiny and black. It flowed in waves to adorn her glowing, light-brown skin. Her eyes, framed by long lashes, were a sparkling, aquamarine and seemed to brighten the world. The color in her eyes were from contact lenses, but it seemed so natural. A straight nose, full red lips. She had all the right curves in all the right places – she seemed the picture of perfection. You didn’t need to be Kodak to get the picture. “Aren’t you gonna let me say, ‘thank you’”, she said smiling, revealing a perfect set of white teeth. “It’s nothing”, he replied. “Don’t be modest. You did me one solid. I owe you one”, she replied. “OK then. Why don’t you give me your number and I’d think of a way you could thank me”, he said. “Give me your phone” He handed over his phone and she programmed her number in it. “Call me”, she said. With that, she turned and walked away swaying her hips from side to side. He just stood there, watching her leave. As she rounded a corner, he proceeded down the stairs and was on his way back to the hostel trying to figure out where he was going to take his girlfriend for her birthday. All thoughts of the pretty girl somewhat forgotten [/color] |
labaski:I've missed you more. Much more than you can ever imagine and even more than Romeo missed Juliet when he was banished from their town. Oya come and sit with me. Got soo many goodies for ya |
It was a fun filled football match on Wednesday evening at the MKO Abiola International Stadium, Abeokuta when a team led by former president Olusegun Obasanjo of Olusegun Obasanjo Presidential Library slugged it out with a team of Ogun State Government led by the governor Senator Ibikunle Amosun. At the end of the novelty match which was to commemorate the 78th birthday of Obasanjo, OOPL team beat the state government team 2-1. The two goals were scored by Obasanjo while the Special Assistant to the governor. Source: www.punchng.com/sports/obasanjo-scores-two-goals-in-birthdays-match/ |
PREMIERE: He sat there, in the front seat of the same bus he had been boarding for the past three days, pondering on the decision he had had to make recently. He kept wondering if it was the right one or maybe he had made a colossal error he would regret for the rest of his later life. He looked out the window, and then looked back in towards the rear of the bus and wondered why the bus wasn’t filling up as quickly today like it had in the past few days. “Where are all the regular passengers?”, he thought to himself. Feeling his stomach starting to make rumbling noises, he figured no harm in getting a snack for the road. He called out to the woman hawking beef rolls and ‘minerals’ “Madam, abeg give me two Gala and one bottle of Sprite.” The woman handed over the goods, and then he paid, and the woman handed him his change. “Thank you, Oga”, she said. Starting to wonder why the bus still hadn’t filled up, he heard the whistle sound that was the alert of his S3, thinking it was one random WhatsApp or ChatOn message, he ignored it for the mean time. Breaking chunks of the Gala in his hand and stuffing his mouth with it, he poured some of that cold Sprite down his throat and almost instantly, the rumbling stomach seemed to have been appeased. Who could blame the stomach anyway? He hadn’t fed the stomach all day. As soon as he was about finishing the Sprite, the driver came into the bus and he heard the sliding door of the rear of the bus close. That signified they were about to leave the park and start on the journey heading home. He fished his phone out of his pocket, to plug in his earphones to drown out the sounds – the two excited girls behind him talking about the hunk that was just employed at their office, the women at the girls’ back debating whether Pampers or Huggies was better for their respective toddlers, a man telling the woman beside him to shift – around him, and that’s when he saw the envelope icon at the top of the screen signifying that he had an unread text message. He swiped down from the top of the screen, so he could view the notification, and therefore read the text. It was from Toyin, or TY, like she likes to be called. He hadn’t seen or heard from her since she said she wanted, no, needed an adventure. The text read, “Hey Chris, I know you’d be pissed, but I still remember where you keep your spare, so I’m letting myself in. See you when you get home. We’ve got a lot to talk about. TY xx” As soon as he was done reading, he breathed in sharply. He was so upset. Why did she come to him? Didn’t she have anywhere else to go? What happened to the “adventure”? She had broken his heart to smithereens. What did she want from him now? To make sure the small remaining pieces were ground into powder? With that stream of thought and consciousness, he remembered the day when he first saw her . . . She was a party girl, he was a party- sometimes-read-sometimes kind of guy. Naturally, academically, he was slightly better. They never would have met if not for the fact that his stupid course of study did not ask its students to borrow courses not just from another department but from another college entirely. What was his business with accounting? In what ways would that better his life? The classes were boring to say the least. The first two were unbearable. The third one, he purposely absented himself from the class, in other words, he ‘stabbed’ the class. And so did he the fourth, the fifth, and the sixth. On the day of the sixth class, the lecturer had said there was going to be a test in the next class. The students that were present did their due diligence and informed the ‘stabbers’ that there was going to be a test in the next class. |
My People my people. It's been a pretty Long time and i must say, I've missed writing and i must say, i've missed ya'll more. But as you know, we follow trends and right now, i'm more interested in politics and permit me to shout SAI BUHARI. My big bros Deolu Bubble in a bid to stop my addiction to politics and everything Buhari decided to help me do a story. So, most rights go to him( I still reserve some rights sha and sorry bro but nothing go make me leave GMB lol) Enough digressing. With the help of d baddest writer ever Liveth,@ Deolububble, I present FOLLOWING CHRIS. A tale of a Nigerian student and his romantic dealings. And Before Whizpeter, onemansquad, fatalvelli, iphie17,Hameenat94, labaski, marioking, bluestarry, tescoleps, mariamferanmi and a host of others readers crucify me for abandoning 17 Awosika, just wanna tell you guys that i haven't abandoned it. That's actually my Equivalent of Chinua Achebe's things fall apart and i will continue the story on March 30th IF and ONLY IF INEC declares GMB winner of the presidential elections. So, make una dey pray make them declare am winner o. FIRST UPDATE TO DROP MY 10pm insha Allah. |
The opposition All Progressives Congress, APC, has accused the Nigerian government of planning to deposit a largesource: www.premiumtimesng.com/news/top-news/177918-nigerian-govt-plans-to-deposit-huge-sum-into-jegas-account-apc.html |
The Edo State chapter of the All Progressives Congress, APC, has said over 400 clergymen in the state shared money offered as bribe to the Christian Association of Nigeria by the Peoples Democratic Party to support President Goodluck Jonathan in the March 28 presidential election. The party, in a statement on Sunday, said some of the pastors drawn mostly from the Pentecostal bloc of the association, got between N50, 000 and N2 million fromSource: www.premiumtimesng.com/regional/south-south-regional/177750-how-edo-pastors-shared-n7-billion-pdp-bribe-apc.html |
Chigold101:Not in any way. All i was trying to say is, until i see another evidence, i just gotta stick with my source. And right now, i've gotten d evidence |
AKPARAJA:I'll urge you to please take your campaign of hate outta my thread. You have an p with GMB's certificate ish, abeg go to court or go to another thread to express your grievance. GEJ abi GMB know you? Be wise! Campaign for your candidate on facts not some baseless propaganda |
BabaO2:Well, i'm for Buhari 100% but some comments i see here scares me andvthey really are laced with hate. Supporters of both parties are guilty of this. Even the candidates too...... Was justvwatching the PDP women campaign in makurdi and seriously, ivwas appalled @ d level of hate speeches and inciting words coming from the first lady. D fact remains that after all this politicking process, we are still ONE. Let's not take things in a do or die way. If the elders ain't wise, we the youths should be. #VOTENOTFIGHT. #Electionnobefight |
Glo own worse..... They will so bombard you with meaningless calls. I dropped my MTN sim cause of their annoying texts. (They know how to text me to sub for callertunez when i'm expecting bank alert no be small)...... You know how annoying it can be na. You been broke in school, you're expecting allowance from home and you get a very annoying text from MTN. Thought glo would be better until they called me while i was trying to get my groove on with a lady. B4 I carry my phone, answer and discover it was Glo, d spark was dead and d gal don wear her clothes. Don't blame em tho.. Na NCC i blame. Despite all d protestations of Nigerians, they haven't done anything about it. Instead of doing something about what really affect Nigerians, they go about blocking APC mobile funds sources. APC no force us to make contributions. These networks bombard us with texts and we are powerless. South African and Indian firms lording over us in our own land |
alaoeri:. Well, that certainly ain't the way the Daily trust reports it. Lemme see a link to your own version of events |
A mild drama took place on the floor of the House of Representatives yesterday when Speaker Aminu Waziri Tambuwal raised the hands of three of his colleaguessource: www.dailytrust.com.ng/daily/politics/48175-drama-as-tambuwal-joins-federal-republic-of-nigeria-partySAY NO TO POLITICS OF HATE AND BITTERNESS |
d9ty7. Where's my invite? Na so u been wan take sideline me ba? I REFUSED TO BE SIDELINED! |
A Pupil of Greensprings group of school? That money ain't a sacrifice to her jare...... She can afford to send 20k and don't forget the money ain't really needed by her(She gat parents who can afford everything she needs). And as for those saying d letter is arranged, una don see Greensprings teaching scheme? It's way above what they use in teaching in public and many of the private schools in this Country. IT'S AN IVY LEAGUE SCHOOL FOR THE BLUE BLOODS. So, she's well cabable of writing that letter. Way to go girl! But me go use dat money go chop better pepper soup and orijin for mama Nkechi store sha o. |
Any request for further extension of the 2015 elections by six months from President Goodluck Jonathan may result in serious bedlam in the House of Representatives, it was learnt yesterday. Members of the House are billed to reconvene tomorrow after embarking on a 5-week break in preparation for the earlier scheduled February polls.Source: www.dailytrust.com.ng/daily/top-stories/47076-reps-set-for-showdown-on-tenure-elongation |
Bros, see as the millions and billions be for your side. Bro money nor be as you dey call am o. Nigerian musicians billions? D few Nigerian Musicians that might be near that 1 Billion mark is 2Face, Dbanj and Psquare(Note: I say NEAR o). And this is because there was a time they enjoyed near monopoly of the Nigerian airwaves. Patoranking hundreds of millions? For how many albums? With piracy all over d country? So, op you mean to tell me small Patrick who doesn't have up to ten popular hit songs is richer than Buhari? How many Nigerian artistes don appear for Billboards list? |
holysaint1:This guy no get am! op's falacy? Didn't you see it's quoted? Ekpa! |
Borno State Government has declaredSource www.punchng.com/news/borno-declares-holiday-for-buharis-rally/ |
Wife of the President, Mrs. Patience Jonathan, on Sunday sympathised with the government and people of Bayelsa State over the death of some prominent women from the state in a motor accident in Rivers State.I'm a staunch supporter of General Muhammadu Buhari and i pray that may the departed rest in peace and may God give the families the fortitude to bear the loss. Source: www.punchng.com/news/patience-jonathan-mourns-bayelsa-women |
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am with u on dis one too..