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benny.edun@gmail.com |
Rose020897:Nope I was just trying to understand the system. Is there another alternate to hotbit? |
Benny.edun@gmail.com |
Rose020897:Please how do I copy reciever's address on hotbit.. I tried it just copying hotbito or so |
benny.edun@gmail.com |
Benny.edun@gmail.com |
Please add me 09019766580 |
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Stephneche:IgG can cross the placenta because of it size, it's a monomer and of smaller MW in relation to the others The placenta also express the receptor for IgG which helps facilitate it crossing the BPB |
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Elzak:What do you have to lose by applying ? |
harrychuksx:he got the scholarship in 2013... not gained admission in 2013. |
labodinho:oga mi na waka waka carry mi reach here oooo |
esivue007:As it stands your o-level gives you 19.2/20, jamb 26.5/50 ... your post-utme is /30 cut-off for mbbs is 70 and abv.. do the maths..you will know what you need |
esivue007:well you need to work extra hard, if you really want to gain Mbbs admission. the post-utme is not funny for mbbs students |
tstx:benjamin_edun@yahoo.com |
that shld b luth nt lasuth |
Ymodulus:please is dere a particular way I can reach u.. I would love to discuss d prospect of buying stuffs from you. u can send me ur pin or no to benny.edun@gmail.com |
maxxy:please my mail is Benny.edun@gmail.com need motivational, finance and investment and leadership.. #thanks in advance |
Diamondwriter:please you mind putting us through.. step by step if u don't mind |
I vote fantasyisland |
Well it has been six month after that faithful Friday gathering, I could see it myself that I had became a different person, I was not staying out late like i use to (common 11pm was an improvement), I returned back home, like the prodigal son did with my tails between my buttocks, though I was still stealing from Iya shakirat and her daughters honey pot(don't ask me what this is), but it was at a reduced rate (I taste them all just once in a month, that was a big adjustment I tell you). Well it was about this time that I decided to return to school, I had purchase gce form and enrolled into an exam tutorial(I stopped half way, because I wasn’t getting the knowledge I had hope to), the closure between Sandra and I was becoming incredible (we virtually spend all Sundays together), so was her IT drawing to a close. It was on our last Sunday together before she returned to school and about a week to my examination. When she dropped the bomb! It was indeed a big shock! She revealed to me that... “she was betrothed to someone else(a politician’s son or so), but she was falling in love with me, I wouldn’t say I haven’t been having the same thought myself, while there, under the serenity that is synonymous with harmattan Sundays, we shared our first kiss, I knew deep within me, something was let loose, and I was not ready to let go of this heaven sent angel sitting next to me. Life went on as usual, I wrote my gce, made two distinctions and the rest were credit, I wrote jamb the year after that which I made and gained admission into the prestigious university of Lagos to study civil engineering (before I forget I was previously an art student, but during my soul-searching period I discovered I had the passion to be a science student and was bound to be better than i previous was. It was tough, especially physics and chemistry but it was God’s grace and discipline that saw me through). Meanwhile Sandra was already serving when I just resumed my year one. Well academically all through my stay in the university I was very ok, while maybe more than a little ok, because I graduated with one of the best rest in my faculty, financially, it sorted itself out(I was a scholar throughout my stay, how? You may ask, well I studied smart!). I know, I know there’s one issue on your mind, which you're wondering how it all turned out? Sandra… Well, life is not a fairy tale, and they lived happily ever after! All that charade (anyway my case wasn’t like that). Sandra got married two year after my admission, we remained friends, well some dreams don’t just come true, not because you didn’t try, but just because it wasn’t meant to be. well in my case I will say, just because better things where on the way... |
Badgers14:thanks sir.. really means a lot. |
Magical right ? It wasn’t as easy as it sounds. The next day I had forgotten all about last night, I lived my life on, cause I was not ready to ponder over the challenges ahead (I was one to shy away from difficulties, I don’t have the head to think for long, I just take life as it comes.). Anyway to cut my long story short, talk they say is cheap, not only was I faced with negativism from almost everyone close to me (from my so called friends to foes, even from my father, only my mother seemed to buy the idea.), but i also lacked moral support. So I did what I do best leave things in the hands of chance. Well thank God for Sandra who decided she wasn't giving up on me just yet, and I was so blessed that all this happened during her IT days, if not… After the day I didn’t make it to church as promised but she just kept coming back, she was full of unexpected stopbys, and she brought with her a present always (books). I knew I had no head for books, so my first step was to change that. She bought me loads of motivational books, from great authors such as John mason, Donald Trumph, Benjamin Carson, to Robert Greene, John Maxwell to mention but a few. From taking baby steps I discovered that I actually loved reading these books, my friends at the park would laugh at me, hurl insults but I always found a way to turn the table. I went as far as reading even while on the job, thank God for wit if not I knew I and Aiye would have fought on several occasion. It got to a stage that I had to stop working in the afternoon, and I found a safe haven in a nearby library around Ekololu ( I still go there once in a while). I was seriously blessed by Sandra’s return into my life at that period, I met a mentor in the person of Pastor Muyiwa (he was such an understanding person, not only did he touch my life positively, he brought me to the realization of purpose for my life, he literally spoon fed me with the word). Little by little I started doing away with my filthy habits, though it wasn’t easy, I was not really a cigarette lover, and my love for the bottles was already on a decline before then (why won’t it, after receiving the beating of a life time, after being drunk on night and grabbing a lady’s breast in the presence of her man. Don’t judge me too quickly, I honestly thought it was too big to be real.) Finally my sexual promiscuity, this hmmm! this was way difficult than I had imagined (they say “konji is a bastard” only those that have a firsthand experience will confirm it to you that it truly is.) I really struggled in the aspect, I would have said it took endless fasting and prayer to overcome, that will be deceit, it took self disciple (the struggle with this is never truly over, it’s continuous.). I was a regular Sunday church attendee, plus the fact that was heels in love with books. At this stage all between Sandra and "I" was still purely platonic. It was time for me to take the next major move in my life, and that was when Sandra decided … |
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