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with the rate at which all the teams have been messing up, i won't be surprised if the eaglets behave the same way.

FL Gators:
Seriously, are you okay?

I doubt it. wonder when NL became a "modelling" agency. i thot ASUU had resumed from their strike?

koolchicco:
Precisely. But wait ooo! I hope we're not sharing same babes Bro.

Depends on ur location bro .

koolchicco:
Precisely. But wait ooo! I hope we're not sharing same babes Bro.

Depends on ur location bro.

I like my girls being small, busty, and petite, just like how my babe is. Makes her easy to carry in my arms when doing the deed standing up .

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[b]i've read so many tales, witnessed so many cases, where wives are always at the recieving end of insults, curses, and abuses anytime their husbands fail at their endeavours in life. it's so common to hear the husbands' family members turning against these poor women, even when it is glaring that the husbands are at fault, not the wives. why is this so?

I had a friend(may his soul rest in peace) who died earlier this year due to colon cancer. he had a very young wife(23 years) old and they had been married for just over 2 years b4 he died. his family members refused to allow her to attend the funeral, calling her a witch, saying that ever since he met her and married her, his problems had started. and everyone saw how she was running from pillar to post trying to save her hubby. am sure if it were another lady, she would have left him a looong time ago. i read several stories too about wives being tormented by their husbands families. (most recent one in nigerian tribune) the husband lost his job in lagos, relied on the wife for finances, later got a job in abuja, and started an affair with another woman there. when the authentic wife came over unannounced, he got angry and told her to go back to lagos. she was even contemplating on moviung to abuja but she later didn't. along the line the husband was duped of a large sum of money he stole from his company by this woman he was having an affair with, and he was fired. he returned to lagos with his tail between his legs,, and still the wife took him back. later his mum came over and started saying the wife was the cause of his woes, and stupidly he agreed. they took her to a native doctor to swear she wasn't the one, but she just didn't do it. he later left the house, saying he can't live with her anymore.

there are so many tales like this. i keep wondering why such things happen to the wives. atimes it's true, atimes it isnt. but why? my fiancee has been telling me that once we get married, she doesn't want anyone going around telling everyone that ever since she came into the family, i have changed, but i tell her that once that time comes, i'll have to re-prioritize, cos she will then become my number one priority, my wife, my family, and whoever doesn't seem happy about that shld take a hike.

what are u peeps views on this?[/b]

I've never cried infront of my baby b4, but if the thing hurt me deeeeeeeep inside, i would prolly shed a tear or two. but to bawl like a 6 mont old baby, nah.

enibeb2001:
The worst boss ever will have to be my present boss, he was client of mine where I was working before and begged me for close to a year to join his organisation, I final joined them 3months ago only for him to move me and my change the role I came in as to something very degrading and then informed me that my salary will be slashed to half of the originally agreed salary. I have presented my resignation with notice and am seriously praying I get paid this month because I learnt once you resign, no salary for you for that month!

Can you imagine!!!!!!

u for just collect ur pay and then tender ur resignation.

[b]Mr.S.I., my worst boss ever. Met him in one IT firm where i worked in Minna last year. beginning second week on the job, he gave me a query for coming late to work, despite the fact that he knew i come all the way from abuja every monday due to the professional classes i had over the weekend. from that day, i never smiled with the man. everyone in the firm knew we played the cat and mouse game throughout my stay. the second time he gave me a query was the day b4 we got paid. immediately i got my salary for the month, i handed in my resignation letter. everyone was shocked at that move cos i was one of the best employees in the firm(according to them, not me oh). even the head office in abuja wondered what was amiss, cos i would be the second person to leave that same branch office that month. the day i was leaving, i went to telll him 'll not be coming back, nd he gave a speech about letting by-gones be by-gones, that whatever friction caused, should be forgotten, u dnt know who u'll meet when going up the ladder, nd some other blah that i didn't understand. the last i heard from the company employees, another 3 pple had left(including my HOD), nd the place was about to be closed down.[/b]

please can anyone give me a link where i can download the latest Server 2008 MCTS braindumps?

This is the second part.


[b]A few months after I had my son (he was about seven months) Gboyega lost his job, and getting another job became a problem. One after the other, his friends and women left him.

Despite all he did, I never complained or tried to get back at him. I took care of him like I should and I had to give him cash many times.

One fateful day, he came to the house and told me that one of his friends told him of a Pastor, who resides in a village close to his home town and that he would love me to come with him as the man of God would ask of me and going there as a couple would be better.

I would do anything for him to get his job back. I agreed to follow him. But lo and behold, when we got there, I discovered that he took me to a Babalawo’s house. I was shocked and asked why the deceit and why he resorted into this.

He told me he knew I would not come with him, if he told me where we were going and that it was necessary because he was becoming desperate. The person who introduced the Baba to him also told him that the Baba would help him at all costs.

I eventually agreed to see the Baba with him; all the while we were there, I kept praying and asking God to forgive me and save me as I was very uncomfortable with the situation.

After all said and done, Baba said both of us would have to do some things together but first we have to take a bath. Bath? I asked, he said yes and because there was just one bathroom, I as the woman, should go first.

I was afraid but believed that Gboyega would not open his eyes and allow any evil to befall me.

What really got me scared was the fact that when they thought I was not listening, Baba spoke in their dialect and asked my husband if I was not menstruating. He told Baba no; Baba answered that he forgot to tell him not to bring me to his house if I was on as the gods don’t like such blood. I carried the concoction water into the bathroom and Gboyega waited for me outside. Baba was inside his hut. As I undressed to start bathing, I felt something flew from my inside . I touched myself to feel it because I was so scared and I discovered that my period had started.

I called Gboyega and told him. Incidentally, I had not had any flow since the birth of my son, I really did not know what to make of it then. But I was scared. Gboyega rushed in to tell Baba, and you needed to see the speed at which Baba came out. I had quickly dressed up before they both came back and it was Baba’s reaction that exposed them.

His behaviour made me have a re-think. My mind told me there was more to it and instead of following them back inside, I took to my heels when they went back inside.
I was able to find my way back to Lagos. As soon as I got to Lagos, I went to see my mother’s pastor, he prayed and asked me to go home that I should not fight my husband for any reason.

As soon as I left, he called my mother and told her that I was very lucky that God used my mentrual flow as a saving grace as my husband intended to use me for money ritual but my God was alive. He asked my mum to warn me not to fight or change my attitude. I should pretend as if I really did not understand what happened as he could hurt me if he found out that I knew what he wanted to do. Pretending was difficult, but it became important, because apart from my mother’s pastor two other men of God told me the same thing.

As if his family members were a part of the plot, they all started accusing me of several things after the incident; they accused me of using his glory and turning him into my houseboy.

Throughout this time, I held my peace. The good thing about it was that it brought me closer to God. After about 11 months, Gboyega woke me up in the middle of the night one day and said he was leaving . That he could no longer live with me.

Despite the fact that I had been told this would happen, I still pleaded with him but he refused.

He was out of my life for nine years, within which I was able to do a lot of things. I went back to school, got a degree and even a Master's degree.

Through the Grace of God, and the people He used in my life, I built three houses and my kids are going to the best schools and are doing well. I now have a thriving business of my own and God has been good.

I was, however ,surprised to see Gboyega and his mother last month, precisely on the 22nd of July 2009. They came to my office – their mission was to beg me to forgive Gboyega and take him back. Can you imagine? I told him I have forgiven not only Gboyega but all of them a long time ago, but take him back, no!

They have since been coming and going. I refused to allow them in my house and won’t take him back. The last time he came, he called me all sorts of names and even accused me of playing God. Please, Taiwo, what should I do?

Kindly advise me.
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I read this story in one of the dailies nd i couldn't help but think how callous we men can be atimes. It is rather long as it consists of two parts. i'll let u be the judge of it.

Excerpts:-


[b]PLEASE, enlighten me on what to do.

I am in a very dicey situation and the unfortunate thing is that everyone trying to mediate and plead on my husband's behalf now knew nothing about what happened between us, why he left and the reason I am reluctant to have anything to do with him again.

I am not God, forgiveness belongs to God. From the bottom of my heart, I have forgiven him. I have been able to find strength in what he did to me. He made me a better person and I thank God for that. A Yoruba adage says, “Adani ’loro ’fagbara koni? What I do not understand now is why he wants to come back and be a part of that life which he scornfully said was his problem and he would do anything to stifle. His family members then, especially his elder sister who was bent on making life miserable for me, also wants us to get back together. I wonder what happened to all her curses then.

What if I had died like they wished me? What would have happened to our four children? But I thank God today, that he is my God and he will forever be the lifter of my head. At times, I wondered if my husband (Gboyega) family knew what happened. Maybe, if they know, their attitude towards me would have been better.

But in all honesty, I have forgotten about all that now but I want to be left alone. Maybe if I told the whole story of my life, you will understand me better.

The incident happened years ago when I was a young bride. I married Gboyega at a very young age. I was only 22 years and just finished my ND at Yaba College of Technology. He was already a graduate and was already working and had a bright future. When my parents discovered I was pregnant they were annoyed and disappointed, because like every parent they wanted the best for me.

Initially, my father refused his consent to our marriage not because of my educational level alone, but because of the fact that ’Gboyega also comes from the part of Yoruba land he had always warned us not to think of marrying from. Eventually, we got over all these, I married Gboyega, with a promise from him that as soon as I deliver my baby I would go back to school.

But unfortunately, this never happened. It was partly my fault too because, I became pregnant with my second child before my first daughter was one year old. I had to stay back and nurse the pregnancy and baby again.

The third child came too in quick succession. The three of them were girls. This was the beginning of my problems with Gboyega. He began to nag, and complain about the fact that our children were all female and he wanted a male child.

He started dating other women and would beat me up and maltreat me all the time. I became a sad woman and a shadow of myself. After my third child, my father got me a job as a Personal Assistant to one of his cousins – ; a woman leaving the house to do something useful with my time gave me some respite.

Although my educational level was low, my boss (aunty) paid me well and with my financial independence came some degree of freedom.

I could no longer hold on to Gboyega again as my husband because of his behaviour.

Sometimes he would leave the kids and I at home for months and won’t come home and whenever he does, he came with trouble. One day he came home dead drunk; he raped me and to make the matter worse, while he was at it, he was calling me another woman’s name and could hardly face him or stand him after this incident. He really did not care, as he was hardly around.

My mum knew I was not happy, but I did not open up to her, until the day my aunty and boss caught me crying in the office. I had no choice but to open up to her, after she heard all I was going through, she insisted I must tell my mother, if I wont tell my father. I did and she was very shocked, and to think I have kept all that to myself all the while I however pleaded with her not to tell my father because of his impression of my husband. Mummy promised she wouldn't tell him and she equally advised me to pray and she would pray along with me.

The rape incident resulted in another pregnancy. I made up my mind to have an abortion but my aunty and mum prevailed on me not to. I had a baby boy, and I felt his birth, ,at least change the situation of things between my husband and I, but it did not. In fact, on the day my son was to be christened, my husband did not show up. This was why my mother decided that I should let his family members know what was going on. I felt I was close to his immediate elder sister, who incidentally is the first born of their family. After narrating my plight to her, her answer shocked me.

She said, "Gboyega is still a very young man and I should allow him to enjoy himself and no man would leave a good wife at home and seek others outside," that I should check myself and make ammends, and my husband would come back home. I was too shocked to say anything. One of his junior sisters, however, came to spend some days with us and she witnessed some of his excesses. It was this young lady who reported him to their mother.

She came immediately to see me and pleaded with me and she promised to pray along with me.[/b]

why not? will NLanders tell u how to live ur life with ur bf? or will u or he fall in love with a computer?

And talking about the Bachelorette, do any of u guys believe in all these shows where a number of men/women will be competing among themselves to be the last man/woman standing in order to win the person's luv?

Amaka, sorry for starting this on ur thread, but i just finished watching a program on Fox(More to luv). it is similar to the bachelorette and all the numerous dating shows, where a number of women try to win the luv of a man. evictions and eliminations come every week till the final two. there was one show like that in which one of the evictees almost committed suicide just because the guy didn't choose her. they had to treat her for serious and chronic depression.

Do u feel most are stage-acted, or are they for real? are pple that desperate?

is this another version of the Bachelorette?

TheSeeker:
Knowledge begets knowledge, intelligence spews intelligence. Foolishness reproduces foolishness, in your case, your foolish questions produced deranged answers. Now, you don't want to get spanked, do you?

Ko ju bayen naa lo. Garbage in, garbage out, u catch my drift?

i feel the reason is the interest rate which the banks charge. if u add up all the interest plus the money u'll return, the amount itself is even more than the cost of the car u bought sef.

if only it was that simple.

kokoA:
Eyah! I pity the man sha. But don't you guyd Jonathan is worse tha Umaru? He is sound health wise but dull politically. Fear Fear man.

Seems to me the guy is more of a mumu figure-head, just so that everyone knows we have a VP.

Once we can get the right leaders in the right places, everything will be solved. period.

Who? me and becomerich? NO F@%King way!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

were u not the one ranting that yaradua is old enough to be my father, as if u were from the north? u then posted the latitude nd longitude of oil fields in ondo state? which one u dey sef?