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Literature / Re: Welcome To Naijasinglegirl Fans Club by Naijasinglegirl: 4:29am On May 29, 2015 |
Fulaboy: Ejor, later |
Literature / Re: Welcome To Naijasinglegirl Fans Club by Naijasinglegirl: 4:28am On May 29, 2015 |
scentmarlc:sorry I have been busy. I am available. Ask me anything. |
Literature / Re: Welcome To Naijasinglegirl Fans Club by Naijasinglegirl: 7:55am On May 28, 2015 |
Ermmm . . . Please what is going on here? Enlighten me. |
Nairaland / General / Re: How Fuel Scarcity Is Frustrating Broke And Single People by Naijasinglegirl: 8:00am On May 27, 2015 |
Thugnificient:lmao. Wetin concern diesel with s*x? |
Nairaland / General / Re: How Fuel Scarcity Is Frustrating Broke And Single People by Naijasinglegirl: 7:58am On May 27, 2015 |
uboma:And you too Uboma. Thank youu |
Nairaland / General / Re: How Fuel Scarcity Is Frustrating Broke And Single People by Naijasinglegirl: 7:57am On May 27, 2015 |
ednut1:lol. Thanks |
Nairaland / General / How Fuel Scarcity Is Frustrating Broke And Single People by Naijasinglegirl: 11:19pm On May 25, 2015 |
I was at my bus stop at 8:30am, dressed corporately because I had a 11am appointment to keep. The bus stop was crowded and I was holding N150, the standard morning fare to my destination. The first bus that passed had only one vacant seat and the conductor was shouting, "Enter with your N500 oh." I thought the conductor was out of his mind until the second and third bus passed, calling the same price. Regardless, people were scrambling to get in despite the outrageous fare. Forty minutes passed and there were no more buses heading to Ikeja. The relationship people had already started calling their boyfriends to 'pick them'. Who was a single girl to call? One hour later and I resorted to smiling at men in their private cars with the expectation of getting a lift from them. They just eyed me evilly and zoomed by. See these "care for a lift?" men of those N65 per litre days oh? At that point, I was praying to God to show me mercy, that I won't hesitate to pay the N500 if he brings another bus my way. I flagged an okada, okada said N600. To climb okada with my pencil skirt was war, I just gave up and told him to go. The leggedis people were already trekking forward. I started calculating how many hours it will take me to trek to my destination. Have I mentioned the appointment I was going for was an interview cum proposal. The company needed someone to live tweet at a 2-day event this weekend and the pay is huge. Someone recommended me so they invited me along with others for an assessment. Finally, one hideous commercial bus with one vacant seat pulled over and everyone chased after it. Two guys were even hanging on the door. Conductor asked me, "You go sit for my lap?" I had to plead with the lucky person to alight for me that I had an urgent appointment to keep. The conductor charged me N600. It's strange how everyone is complaining of no fuel for their vehicle yet the traffic I met on the way was nerve racking. The keke I took at Ikeja was also double its usual price. I arrived the company 11:55am, disoriented due to my lateness and the person in charge said he was disappointed I didn't call to tell him I may arrive late. How could I when my battery was flat? No power supply since Friday, no diesel to power the generator either. My phone default mode has been on airplane and I turn it on only when I was to text or approve a blog comment. The meeting had long begun and I was lost as I took my seat amongst them. I didn't need anyone to tell me I lost the contract. I had to excuse myself briefly to the receptionist area where I pulled my extension, power bank, phones and a mini rechargeable lamp for her to power them. If I wasn't getting the contract, the least I could get was battery for my devices. When the company offered me food, I didn't turn it down like the other 4 people in the meeting did. I didn't care as I devoured my rice and chicken hungrily. In all honesty, I haven't had anything solid to eat for five days now. It's been cereal, biscuits and agege bread since the cooking gas finished. The agege bread lady even sold N100 bread for N150 on my way back. I asked why, she said wholesale price of bread skyrocketed too because they said there is no diesel to bake bread at the bakery. We haven't cooked at home cos gas prices are hiked too so we have to wait till it normalise and the guy that usually delivers the gas said there is no petrol in his car to bring it over. I was short of transport so I stopped by the bank on my way back but met a small crowd protesting outside. I asked why, they said the bank closed since 1pm because of diesel. I didn't even know how to get home. ATM was out of service. In all, I am grateful for the vehicle that brought me back home this night. It was someone's company bus and the driver converted it to a commercial bus (unknown to his bosses) and charged a fair fare. What about you? How are you enjoying the fuel scarcity? 16 Likes 6 Shares |
Literature / Re: My First Time In Lagos by Naijasinglegirl: 5:39am On May 21, 2015 |
funmo:done |
Literature / Re: My First Time In Lagos by Naijasinglegirl: 5:39am On May 21, 2015 |
Mucokey:thanks |
Literature / Re: My First Time In Lagos by Naijasinglegirl: 5:38am On May 21, 2015 |
sholay2011:thank you |
Literature / Re: My First Time In Lagos by Naijasinglegirl: 11:15pm On May 20, 2015 |
Starniga:There is...when you get the book 1 Like |
Literature / Re: My First Time In Lagos by Naijasinglegirl: 11:09pm On May 20, 2015 |
Starniga:There is...when you get my book. |
Literature / Re: My First Time In Lagos by Naijasinglegirl: 3:22pm On May 20, 2015 |
Twaci:lol 1 Like |
Literature / Re: My First Time In Lagos by Naijasinglegirl: 3:20pm On May 20, 2015 |
pxdaniel:Thank you |
Literature / Re: My First Time In Lagos by Naijasinglegirl: 3:18pm On May 20, 2015 |
Brandnew2:I want to self publish. 1 Like |
Literature / Re: My First Time In Lagos by Naijasinglegirl: 3:17pm On May 20, 2015 |
AwesomelyMade:I will. Thank you. |
Literature / Re: My First Time In Lagos by Naijasinglegirl: 3:16pm On May 20, 2015 |
ewizard1:alright |
Literature / My First Time In Lagos by Naijasinglegirl: 11:00am On May 20, 2015 |
The first thing I noticed about Lagos was the noise, car horns blasting as vehicles made their way through the traffic. It was like a metropolitan beast whose soul manifested itself in a cacophony of blaring horns, street music and rowdy vendors clamoring to sell their merchandise. Lanes in Lagos were just indicators of where you could drive if you wanted to. Vehicles pushed their way in and out and when someone decides there are too few lanes going in their direction, they start another one, mostly pushing in between existing lanes. Motorcycles weaved through the traffic, seemingly unaware of their safety and their passenger’s vulnerability. My eyes glowed with excitement when I sighted the statue of the three elders. My twelve hour enervating journey was finally coming to an end. My friend’s instructions were precise. “Stop at where they call Berger. That should be the first terminal your bus is most likely to stop at Lagos. I’ll come pick you from there.” She said on phone. Two hours earlier, my bus had abruptly stopped, jolting me up from sleep. I saw two passengers alighting and the presence of yellow buses plying the highway among other vehicles. “Excuse me, excuse me let me get down.” I said to the passenger seated beside me. “You are stopping here too?” He asked. “Yes.” I said as I struggled to pull out my suitcase from under my seat. “And I thought you were going to Lagos.” He said quietly. “Eh?” I was puzzled. “Is this not Berger?” “Haba! This is Ibadan. We haven’t even gotten to Lagos yet.” My face was mushy as I tried to suppress a laugh. “Is this your first time in Lagos?” he asked. I scratched my head, deliberating the smartest reply to his question. The night before my trip, I logged online to search for JJC guides to Lagos. From five articles on Nairaland’s travel section, I was able to grasp the following. 1.No matter what, don’t act like you are new. 2.Speak less, listen more. 3.Keep your phones and money safe. Keep your money hidden in your pants when you are in a crowded place. 4.Be alert. Red alert. 5.Speak pidgin only. Fluent Yoruba too. 6.Never argue with an agbero or market woman. 7.Always add traffic time to your schedule. 8.If someone hits you on the road, double check your belongings including your private parts to be sure they have not mysteriously disappeared. 9.Don’t sleep off in a commercial bus because no one will wake you. 10.Run after buses and fly into them to enter. 11.When in doubt, ask for directions from at least three persons. 12.Hold your change. Taking the number one precaution into consideration, I told my copassenger, “No, this is not my first time. It’s just that I always travel here by air. This is my first time of travelling by road and the person I am visiting told me to stop at Berger.” “You should have asked me or some other passenger if you were not sure. There is a statue of three elders at Berger bus stop. Once you have that at the back of your mind, you wouldn’t miss your way.” “Is that where you are stopping too?” “No. Ojota. If you don’t know Berger, you wouldn’t know Ojota,” He smiled. “You must be one of those chauffeured ridden girls in Victoria Island, right?” I chuckled. Please don’t ask me any more questions before I say something stupid. The driver pulled by the side of the hill and half of the passengers disembarked, most of them descending the hill easily. “Don’t get lost oh.” My co passenger shouted from the window as the bus with the rest of the passengers found its way to the traffic again. One teenage boy walked up to me, “Fine sister, please give me fifty naira for pure water.” I took out twenty naira from my back pocket and gave it to him. Not long after, a well-dressed man approached me. “Please I just need only four hundred naira to get to Ajah where my cousin lives. I just came into town from Ibadan and I lost my bag to armed robbers.” Knowing where Ibadan was, I felt pity for him. I took out three hundred naira in fifty naira denominations from my pocket and gave it to him. He took out an iPhone from his pocket and replaced the money there. I immediately registered the thirteenth lesson at the back of my mind. 13.Begging is now an occupation in Lagos. The above is a work of fiction (although I had to use nonfictional places to make it sound very realistic), an excerpt from one of the mid chapters of my ready to published novel, '29, Single and Nigerian'. (Constructive criticisms are welcomed) It is a witty, 'down-to earth prose' (according to one of my editors) that will appeal to the rich, poor, single, married, fat, thin, virgin, unemployed, employed, Lagosian, Igbo, Calabar, Nigerian in Diaspora etc. Problem is, I don't know the next step to take since this is my first book. All I have is a soft copy of my manuscript. I have perused the literature section of NL for guides on how to self publish but I can't seem to find anything detailed. My intentions are to release and distribute the book in soft and hard copies by next month. How do I get an ISBN without having to register a company name with CAC? Is there anyone reading this that is EXCELLENT at designing book covers? How and where do I print in Lagos? Do I need to seek for sponsors since I am not so buoyant? My manuscript is 105000 words long. How much will it cost me to make 200 copies of the book (high quality print) for a start? Please PM me or drop a comment if you have an idea of any of the above questions. Thank you. 14 Likes 9 Shares |
Celebrities / Re: Burna Boy Threatens Bloggers by Naijasinglegirl: 6:42am On May 13, 2015 |
BuddhaPalm:Okay Sir. |
Celebrities / Re: The Day I Almost Met Don Jazzy And His Crew by Naijasinglegirl: 10:17pm On May 06, 2015 |
bisous:thank you |
Celebrities / Re: The Day I Almost Met Don Jazzy And His Crew by Naijasinglegirl: 10:15pm On May 06, 2015 |
exthar87:it loves you too |
Celebrities / Re: The Day I Almost Met Don Jazzy And His Crew by Naijasinglegirl: 10:12pm On May 06, 2015 |
Boc4real:lol |
Celebrities / Re: The Day I Almost Met Don Jazzy And His Crew by Naijasinglegirl: 10:11pm On May 06, 2015 |
dominique:what have you been waiting for? |
Celebrities / Re: The Day I Almost Met Don Jazzy And His Crew by Naijasinglegirl: 10:09pm On May 06, 2015 |
tammyboy1:Yep. |
Celebrities / Re: The Day I Almost Met Don Jazzy And His Crew by Naijasinglegirl: 10:07pm On May 06, 2015 |
Allureoftheseas:Tell us Mr Joseph |
Celebrities / Re: The Day I Almost Met Don Jazzy And His Crew by Naijasinglegirl: 10:06pm On May 06, 2015 |
drnairalov:What the hell are you talking about? 2 Likes |
Celebrities / The Day I Almost Met Don Jazzy And His Crew by Naijasinglegirl: 7:05pm On May 06, 2015 |
I found myself reading an email from one DJ signature at the end. An invitation for me to call the number attached and meet the person at MMA2 on Friday. I had no idea who DJ was but the email was full of unwritten promises. Could it be one of those popular Nigerian DJ's? Could it be from Billionaire Alakija's DJ son? I pondered. Friday was in a few days time and there was no way I was going to let my curiosity compound my insomnia issues. I picked up my phone and dialled the number attached. "Please you just emailed Naijasinglegirl. May I know who DJ is?" His laughter was hoarse. "Is this your number?" He asked. This was a voice I could swear I have heard a couple of times but I couldn't place it, not with the tension that was threatening to heat my blood. "Yes, it is my number." I said. "See you on Friday then. Its Don Jazzy." The line went dead immediately. My screams of joy reverberated the entire neighbourhood. I couldn't trust any soul to tell the good news before they alerted bad spirits. It took that email for me to realise I have been crushing on Don Jazzy since 2007. LoL On a second thought, I wondered what he had to offer an amateur blogger like me. Perhaps, a music deal? God know I can't sing outside the confines of my bathroom. Would I be contracted to write 'humour' lyrics for the mavin crew? Oh boy! Whatever he had in mind, I intended to keep a 2-step pace. I first of all crammed the lyrics of dorobucci in the event he asks me past questions from the song. Then I read every article on Don Jazzy on the internet and his tweets of the past 20 days. During the days leading to Friday. I went on a special fruits diet. I wouldn't let the sun touch me. All I did was grin in front of my rickety looking AC from dawn to dusk. Friday afternoon, I packed some of my clothes, my toothbrush and other essentials into a small travelling bag, after all, we were to meet at an International Airport. Like I said earlier, I was armed for whatever this meeting would bring. If it was going to take me to vegas on a private jet that night, thisgirl was ever ready to kiss Naija and all her sufferings goodbye. I preened at my reflection in the mirror for the 5th time. I had reasons to wear my 2014 Christmas clothes in advance and my neck was adorned with my Balogun market cheap bling blings. If I were a guy, I would have surely wore a magnetic earring and a head warmer. Whenever you are called to dine with stars, you gotta dress like one. (Awilo Logomba, 2002) I was probably the only one in Lagos taking a molue to International Airport but I cared less. We were along Opebi Roundabout when I noticed a destiny altering traffic had built up. I jumped out the molue with my small travelling bag, indecisive on the next call of action until I found an aboki speeding towards me on his okada. Need I say what happened next? Arriving at MMA2 on an okada with a fast&furious aboki rider was a small sacrifice to pay for the good fortune I was expecting. It was one long walk from where the okada parked to the entrance of the departure lounge. I called Don Jazzy on phone and he humbly came out to pick me. "You made it just in time. Come meet my friends." He said while he flashed me a 'rich people' smile. Seated on a table were Muna, Lynxx and the entire Mavin crew except for Tiwa. All of us had one thing in common. Bling Blings! The crew had a flight to catch to UK for a tour and I kept mute when Dr Sid asked why I came out with a travelling bag. Tension gripped me in my seat. "Relax. None of us are cannibals." Don Jazzy cheered me. The others looked at me and smiled. "I'm thinking of what to do for you." Jazzy said. "Michael, give me her website address again." Muna said as she pulled out a macbook pro from her bag. Silence hung in the air for a while until Muna grimaced and said, "This post you wrote about natural hair is offensive! I've been wearing natural hair for a year and I feel insulted reading this trash!" I ignored her. "Let me read it." Lynxx said. He collected the PC and moped at me for a seconds. "Naija Single Girl? Wait a minute. Are you not the girl that tweeted I look like a generator. You think we celebrities don't read these things?" "I was only kidding." I said defensively. "Haba, make una free my guest na." Don Jazzy tried to pacify his angry colleagues. "And you were kidding when you wrote that nonsense about Nigerian artistes too right?" Korede Bello said in an angry baby like voice. "You think I don't know that your blog?" The smile from Don Jazzy face disappeared. He lifted his walking stick high as though he wanted to hit me with it. "Pleaseeeeeeeee . . ." I pleaded. "How many cups of garri do I make for you?" my sister said. My sister? A hand tugged me and I opened my eyes to find my sister holding a spatula in the air. It was a Saturday afternoon dream no thanks to the appetiser tonic that has been making me sleep stupidly. Like I mentioned on my twitter last weekend, I have been having dreams of late where I find myself among 'big people'. It's a good sign, a very promising sign. Fingers are crossed. culled from http://www.naijasinglegirl.com 176 Likes 18 Shares |
Family / Re: Child Found Along Lagos-ibadan Expressway Presently At Ibafo Police Station (pho by Naijasinglegirl: 10:42pm On May 04, 2015 |
Look at that cutie. Reminds me of the series. "The returned" 1 Like 1 Share |
Jobs/Vacancies / Re: Don't Apply If You Can't Write! by Naijasinglegirl: 4:25am On May 04, 2015 |
davide470:Thank you Davide but I have a lot on my desk. Thank you. Don't fail to mention me when there's a writing vacancy for a federal government job though. 1 Like |
Nairaland / General / Re: Nominee For Nairaland AWARDS by Naijasinglegirl: 4:19am On May 04, 2015 |
shumuel:1, 2 and 8 for me |
Family / Re: Alarming Number Of Unmarried Ladies (28 - 39 Yrs) by Naijasinglegirl: 9:45pm On Apr 23, 2015 |
poster just created a thread like this without interviewing me. na wa o 3 Likes |
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