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Before I clocked 18 years, me and Emmanuel were heading towards the bank in school, when we got to the mosque closer to the one of the bank, I checked my bag to take my ATM card and discovered my mobile phone is missing, as a big guy I ginger the swagga because the phone is not up to N5, 000. I followed Emmanuel to the bank and redraw some cash. We left the school premises with my mind not even thinking about the phone, when I got to school main entrance my love for my KZG phone zoom in, immediately I started missing the phone, we went to plenty food outlet and ate, I was not myself when I was eating because I don’t know how to tell my parent that my phone is missing and update all the websites that I have used my phone number, so I told Emmanuel that I am going back to school to look for my phone, he board a bike and left wising me good luck.
I went back to where we started the journey and took all the steps we took before we got to the bank, I still can’t find my phone anywhere. Like what my mom used to say “Any time there is a problem just believes that there is also a solution somewhere”. Immediately, I remembered my friend Moruf who reside at Adefarati side around S.U.B gate. I got to his house and luckily for me I found him at home, so I told him what happened and he promised to help me. He gave me his phone which I used to update my status on AAUA group on Facebook and later to dial my number.
“LA-LA-LA-LA-LA” I remembered that my KZG phone mouthpiece is not functioning as usual again. I changed my option to text message, the guy that took the phone gave me his number, I called him and he told me to come and get it at F.F.F hostel / Fa Best Hostel.
I borrowed money from Moruf and went to the hostel, immediately I drop and paid the bike man my thought changed when I saw guys smoking weed hungrily at the front of the hostel. Just one thought came to me that if one of the guys is with my phone, I will prostrate and greet him the way it is been done in Yoruba land and say “Daddy no vex, I no know dat my phone go reach this place nii”.
But No! it was just a thought the guy called me that he did not reside at the hostel that he stays at FCT hostel so I located the hostel , and called him that I am outside. He came outside
Guy: oh! Are you the owner of the phone?
Me: yes.
Guy: I even thought it was a lady.
(Uh see this guy shaa is it because I get female voice, ooh thank God I have female voice)
Me: No! Lady ke when I am not Bob.
Guy: It was a friend that saw the phone and gave it to me.
Me: ooh!
Guy: I am a fresher.
Immediately he said that we interacted normally because I first thought he was a 200L student though he is kind of short. He gave me the phone, as I was about leaving his villa heavy wind that occured delay me and made me continue the conversation with other people outside. When the wind stops, I asked for his name and phone number, which he gave me and I promised to see him later. I used Lagos brain for him because till now I have not even call him, even his name self I can’t remember.
Well the phone is kind of cheap right, but it does a lot of expensive stuff for me, want to know what it does? order for a KZG phone on Jumia or Konga.
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My birthday was around the corner, I was having chemistry practical make up on this faithful evening that I saw oyin in school.
F.M: Who are you waiting for?
Sam: She will not tell us na?
Oyin: I am waiting for someone
Sam: Who is the person? very soon now we will know the result after 9 months.
Oyin: Which 9 months.
I left her with no reply. I got home and forgot about it. Immediately she came home, she came to our window shouting “Bobo ikan ti o so ni skul leni, ma so laye laye e fun mi mo”, meaning “Bobo what you told me in school don’t ever tell me again in your life”. I knew what I said was wrong but van go back to time to change it. Later she admitted that she usually display for 5 minutes. Posi told me to beg her, I did because we are close and moreover I don’t want to create enemies at this my level. I begged her, the next morning I greeted her and she replied.
On a serious note everybody has 5 minutes madness in them, I have my own, and you have your own. Just pray you don’t see my own. To know your own just ask someone around you that how many minutes do you to get furious whenever you are angry, as for me my own is 1 hours. What about you?
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1 Juin, 2017
Semi came to my room, she told me that Lekan is not feeling fine, I left my room in rush to see what cause the illness, I found Lekan outside his room thinking. Suddenly Bugatti came out of his room with a keg of petrol, he came to Lekan room and pleaded with him to get fuel for him in the filling station, Lekan gave the excuse that he is ill and will not be able to go, Bugatti turn to me.
Bugatti: I beg go help me buy fuel na
Me: Sorry I won’t be able to go I am busy
Bugatti: Please na, shebi u see that I dey repair my gen if not I go don go na
Me: I said am not going
Bugatti: Later if I repair the gen and buy the fuel you will come and charge.

Immediately he said that I was touched in the spirit to go, I collected N700 from him, N500 for he fuel and N100 for transport. Posi came to me when he saw me with keg of petrol, he was surprise, we went to Bovas together, as an honest guy I wanted to buy #500 fuel and give him his #100 change to show him that I don’t need his money. Posi stop me he told me that if I am honest about it Bugatti will send me another day, so Posi told the attendant to sell N400 petrol and he collected the change.
It was the same day that sean tizzle will perform at the matriculation ground in my school. I was not sure maybe he would be able to make it so I called owoblow to inform me when sean tizzle is on the stage, to my surprise he called me that evening that “sean tizzle had been in school since yesterday and he is currently performing, that should I come”. l I got a bike, got to school when sean tizzle was singing loke loke, I entered and saw the crowd, saw someone with dreadlock first before seeing his face, I thought maybe they just bring another person until I moved closer to the stage and wow am seeing sean tizzle face to face. He threw his shirt, rings and one of his chains. After the performance he passed senate building gate because student had already block the main gate with two passage, I later heard that students have been expecting Tizzle since 4:00PM before he mount the stage 4:20PM, what surprise me the most was that 7 people fainted when sean tizzle came to the crowd and was going to his ride, I witness a lady who was carried away with the school shuttle to the health center, after party was hosted at Premier Pirere for N3000.
I later saw the 100L guy that collected Sean Tizzle ring. I want to use this medium to say a Big THANK YOU to Sean Tizzle for making it a day for me after having a bad day
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Life is a like a train, yeah I just realized that when I clocked the age of 18. I realized that I had made my circle so wide that I can’t even control my own life. During my journey in the train of life, I had made a lot of friends, enemies, families and met different people with their various characters. Different people gave me different names like Bobo, B.O.B, Apari(bald guy), Pastor, S.U, and more still coming.
But as for me I still stick with the name given to me by parent, they called me SAMSON, or you can simply call me SAM. Realizing my new age, I discovered I have to make some certain changes to my life, with failure and more success on my way to the top, never thought of giving up.
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5 & 6 Juin, 2017
A day before my matriculation I was internally disturbed, because the cabals in our villa told owo blow and semilore that if we did not find something for them before or on our matriculation day, they would beat us the way other beat fresher’s in their villa in fact they will go and hire guys that will beat us. I had been thinking of how to get through the issue because I don’t want to spend the money with me. This fear of been beaten by these cabal or will I say government in my villa make me to ask people in other schools if they have experience something like that before and their reply was negative. So I started thinking of a way out, firstly if I jump our fence and run away in the middle of the night, dope but not save. Different thought came to me until I got to this idea to behave like mad man if that they called me and beat me up on my matriculation day.
I will behave like I got a touch in my brain then deny a lot of people and things, even things that I just finished doing if they asked who did it, I will deny it even when they saw me doing it. But the end result kept me from doing it with a new dimension of thoughts “what if they inform my parents and they ask me to come home?”, “What if I was advised to redraw from the school because am not mentally okay”. These thought kept me from behaving the way I had planned; I continue asking myself different questions “How much is the money that we want to contribute?”, “Sam do u want different spot on your skin”. I made up my mind to pay the price that it just once and it is not coming up again, so I called Owo Blow and gave him the money he asked, he was surprise to see me pay after swearing that I won’t.
On my matriculation day, I was even afraid of stepping outside my room I later got the moral to go outside and not smile with anybody, I left my hostel silently and got to school, when I got to school I started hearing stories from different people of how they were beaten in their villa. A lady that I met in front of faculty of science was showing her friend the injury she had gotten from the beating, even my friend that I thought he won’t be beaten I was surprise when he told me that the clothes I see him wearing now is the third one he is wearing today cause he had been beaten and also been bath with water. But I thank God I contributed by paying, if not I would have a bitter experience of ghetto boys beating.
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