pls who knows wat bean pudding (moi-moi) is called in ika language ?

Ballmer:
If it's the you that I know am 100% you not ready.

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sinaj:
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Future hubby wat r ya still waiting for

u said it all... 'future hubby' so u mean it ain't time yet

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BlizzydoDo:
its xo true witnessed it several times in ma skul also..xomtimes its only wen a general test is conducted or d gurl gets admited in d skul clinic due 2 an illness b4 any1 wil knw it

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jst put in ur pocket,, heads up n keep smiling till u hv something beta 2 do with it

90love:
I've dated my husband for 5years but only traditionally married for 5 months. For most of our relationship we have had financial difficulty but always manage to keep our head above water.

I'm pregnant and have gestational diabetes meaning sometimes i get very weak so I've been unable to work properly, I am also a final year nursing student. The truth is 80% of the time it's me that bail us out of bad financial crises, my husband has not been able to keep a stable job for as long as I've known him and when he gets his fast money he lavishes it, he doesnt think of the home rather he thinks of clubbing, drinking etc. I never look into his pockets as i think its rude to count people's money but the minute he swindlea his money away he starts to count my money to fund his things such as petrol, club, hosting his family coming from nigeria.

And he has 5 sisters, his young ones are very ill mannered dont do house work or even say good morning. They all take turns throughout the year to come to my house and spend 2weeks to one month Including his mother though i can't complain about her because she's his mother even if she was the worst i can manage her.

None of the above has really bothered me until i came to the realisation that im going to be a mother in less than 18 weeks and i have someone else to care for that is more important. I'm starting to think this man doesn't really love me because when i was terribly sick before finding out about my low iron and diabetes i couldnt get out of bed but he never checked on me instead he would spend all evening and night out with friends and all day sleeping, watching tv and looking for quick money.

I decided to return to my parents and have been here for 2+ months. I am properly looked after and it's only 20minutes away, my so called husband never calls to check on me, he has only initiated phone calls twice and he's asked me for money both times for one thing or another. He has never called my parents to greet them or thank them, it's like he abandoned his responsibility, he openly tells me not to come back because he can't cope with my illnesses.

He's very dissmissive and uncaring but he is also like that with his own family. He never calls them. They're always begging him to call them or i beg him to at least call his mum. I always blame his upbringing because he grew up very entitled with everything handed to him, he doesnt know the value of hard work.

Now we're in a major financial crises because he decided to leave his job. We can't pay the house rent and i have no way of bailing us out because i haven't been active at work due to sickness. I have been looking for a way out but he can't even hold a conversation with me about it. The minute i say something about our current finances, he starts threatening me to switch off the phone and raises his voice (i equally raise mine I'm not innocent because I've had enough) I'm so fed up of him and even the marriage. I don't see how he can ever grow up and i feel like im dragging a dead horse.

Whenever there's crises he becomes very mean and he can't cope, I'm always the strong one and have to find money just so he can be nice to me, which sounds pathetic. He comes from a very good home but blames all his emotional problems on not having his dad in his life but i am not excited to see the kind of dad he will be for his own child.

I feel like i made a mistake marrying him. I have been as supportive as i can be, i dont rub things in his face, i always try and maintain a happy home but I've had enough! How do you fix a situation where you don't respect your husband anymore? I don't believe he deserves my respect apart from him being a financial burden, he's also a serial womaniser i just got tired of doing csi so i turn the other way. I am so fed up and spiraling into deppression the disappointment to both of our families will be huge I've never imagined having a child in a broken home. If this is worth fixing i dont know where to start because my heart is resenting him. How do i explain to people that im leaving my husband of only 5 months?!!!

you picked the wrong family

Truly, there is ability in every disability. This is the touching story of 32-year-old Pius Abayomi Abiodun.
Before 3rd of April 2011, Abiodun was physically ok until a tragedy struck to change his story. He was hit by a hit and run driver while trying to fix his own bus that had a minor mechanical fault on Lagos Abeokuta expressway.
Sadly, after spending over N4million at the National Orthopedic Hospital, Igbobi, Lagos, he had no hope of recovering his lost limb even as he the grim reality of how to tender to himself, a pregnant wife and daughter stared him in the face.
Pius, in his interview , recalled how his legs were amputated and how he never saw begging as an option, but to commit suicide because he could not imagine surviving in Nigeria without his two legs!
He decided to join other physically challenged sportsmen at the National Stadium, Surulere Lagos. Few days after, Pius was still not pleased with his environment because he wanted to do something related to his first love- which was driving a commercial bus.
Finally, he met Mr. Cosmas Okoli the owner of the Mobility Aid and Appliances Research and Development Centre, Amuwo Odofin area, Lagos.
Cosmas encouraged, empowered and pushed Pius to look for a car dealer that could give him a bus and he could pay on installments.
Pius succeeded in getting a dealer. Armed with his bus, he took the automatic Volkswagen Bus
(Danfo) to Cosmas who fabricated some metals to the pedals, he simply called ‘LEGS.’
A closer look at the device built by Cosmas which cost N50,000, showing the break and accelerator pedals are both controlled by a long rod underneath the steering.
To apply speed, he pulls up the rod to his chest and to apply the break, he pushes the rod down. Pius has so mastered the use of his special device that most commuters who board his bus hardly notice the man behind the wheels has no legs.
Till date, Pius still plies his trade from Oshodi Terminus and people will always call him by his sobriquet, ‘Oni Mama’ which means: “One with a
mother.”
In conclusion, Pius case is a good example of “No excuse for joblessness”. No matter who you are or where you are, there is a job for you somewhere. Don’t be lazy. Go find it now!
To find mega success, that is an amazing thing to behold. It takes a lot of strength and a complete no-fear attitude to go as far as driving a commercial bus without legs.

Genevieve Nnaji in an interview with Punch has
opened up on why she decided to produce her
own movie ‘Road to Yesterday’ and also
revealed she hasn’t ruled out marriage. Excerpts from her interview with Chux Ohai of
Punch below:
On why it has taken her a long time to join the
growing ranks of new generation movie
producers in the country, “ “I chose to be an actress. Acting was what I had always wanted to do.
I don’t think that I ever imagined
myself producing a film. I love acting.
If the Nigerian movie industry was as
stable as it should be, I probably
would have been on the set of a movie every day of my life and not be
bothered about what goes on
behind the camera. So it is a matter of
choice and preference.” Check PRICES of Phones, Electronics & Fashion on PricePadi.com On marriage, ‘ “I haven’t found the right man yet. When he comes, I’ll get married,”
she says

jst wait

Tell me that thought didn’t occur to you, the
typically traditional Nigerian you, when you
saw pictures of what to over half the
population could be described as a mansion. I
mean it puts into context what rich is or at least
what rich can get you and just as firmly it puts into context what being a woman can be,
beyond being someone’s woman.
I was walking down a London high street
yesterday, when I spotted a black woman
wrapped in a long black and white tweed
jacket and almost knee- high black boots. Something about her short jerry curled hair
reminded me of someone whose storyline
sparked angst in my head and I broke out in
hives of protest, shooting a sudden question at
my companion; ‘why do women follow a man
just to live in another country? Why do young girls follow a man to get phones, hair
extensions, clothes, shoes, bags, a diamond
engagement ring, cars, accommodation, and
placement for jobs… even an identity? Why do
they think they can’t get it, whatever their ‘it’ is,
on their own?’ It’s saddening because it says to me that those
women don’t realize their power. They suffer in
the wrangle holds of compromise for lack of
self knowledge; exchanging their best lives-
the one they can have on their terms- for
somebody’s season of youthful debauchery at best or mid life crisis at worst. They don’t
believe they can have it on their own, they
don’t believe in themselves and the loss of that
childlike faith is not worth the glam of the
nonexistent fab lane they seek to get on.
What is funny is that the wide gulf will thin out over time between say, a student who gets
through school as the ‘reigning babe’ because
of a rich man who buys her the ‘big girl’ look
and the student who patiently waits and with
hard work gets there maybe a decade later at
what I would call the right time. By then the former would be living in the shadow of her
glory days which only fizzle in and out as the
subject of occasional gossip, if anyone cares to
remember at all.
One question that has chased women who
have attempted to get more back into the shadows of learned helplessness is the lie that
you have to choose between the happiness of
fulfillment and the happiness of being
someone’s woman. That there are no other
options, you can only eat your cake or eat your
cake, you can’t cut your cake in half and have one now and the other later.
It is that fear that begets the question; ‘who will
marry me when I pursue my own life and
realize my potential?’. My answer is, it is likely
someone who knows their power as well,
someone who deserves you. And not just you as in female but you as you’ve come to know
yourself to be- woman and powerful.
So the real question then isn’t ‘who will marry
Linda Ikeji?’. The real question is ‘who will
Linda Ikeji marry?’.

i weep for Nigeria yet i am a Nigerian. D truth is no 1 man can keep evriwer in good condition no matter d wealth.. He is not God

education in most part of nigeria is nothing to write home abt,, yet we hv sum1 out der givin or approvin billions jst for bleeped ministers and odas wardrope change and so many useless things

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slimzypink:
Just reminiscing on my boarding school dayz I am sure my school is the worst boarding school ever

I remember my boarding days in command secondary school apata ibadan, there was this girl that was pregnant... nobody knew she was pregnant she managed to conceal it. She got due for delivery then went to deliver it herself in the bush. She manged to cut the unbilical cord, then proceeded to deep the baby inside a well dugged ground she made earlier, with the hope of burying the baby, as she tried covering up the baby an hunter who had been in the bush viewing it all stopped her!!! It was then the story was leaked to the school, she got suspended!!!, I my self never knew this chick was pregnant, it took people by surprise..

so ur saying d girl didn't go to class all thru,, or was dat hw ur uniforms wer soooo biggg... N y'all wer soo fatt dat u didn't knw she was pregnant. N she nor dey baf ? so wen una dey baf for girls hostel una nor see am ni ? People funny sha...

ayindepremier:
I am done trying to see the good in u, babe, u jst dont deserve a man like me, I think u should look forward to a guy of ur caliber. and incase u still want some fvck, Call my Bingo (police dog).



Thanks for ur useless waste of my time and energy

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CosmeticChemist:
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lol... Soapie ?? M d only 1 dat knws wat dat means ?

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