igwe44:
Igwe your dept guy

igwe I no say na u..uh jus dey everywr lik virus..lolz

igwe44:
Nino I know say na you,na igwe wad up

my manchi I dey oo..kee ur way naaaa...I knw u lik no north serve..lol

LAGOS, abj & enugu...I desperately nid lagos cz were I hv arranged fr mi ppa z were mi dream job strts..I knw d God I serve will hear mi prayer...amen!!

please my fellow nairalanders, I need ur opinion on this esp d serving corpers..By his grace I will b joinin d 2016 batch A to serve hopefully and have set my mind to serve at lagos...its mi most prefered choice due to d fact I wish to work in 1 company like dat whc have agreed to take mi for PPA..now mi worry is which among d choices to put lagos whether 1st, 2nd or 3rd..I heard that most pple were given mostly 3rd choice fr d lst batch currently serving nw..my question nw z shld I put it as 1st, 2nd or 3rd choice to gain more chance to land it..I have been praying seriously over it too..frgv mi fr any grammatical blunder found above..tnx

as dis man don enter na Godwin..hes an uncle to mi bst frnd..God s grt

please email me bro...nnorukaodinaka@gmail.com

I first dialled for the 50mb own nt knwin 200mb own dey n I ws given.lata I tried d 1 for 200mb n stil ws given totalling it tu 250mb...God bless airtel jare nt emptyhen pple wey go gv u folo bk door kolet m

please send to Nnorukaodinaka@gmail.com...tnx

walking from the
bedroom, through the
sitting room, to the
hallway. Her hand
surrounded my neck softly
and naturally. I held her
body tightly; it was just
like our wedding day.
But her much lighter
weight made me sad. On
the last day, when I held
her in my arms I could
hardly move a step. Our
son had gone to school. I
held her tightly and said, I
hadn’t noticed that our life
lacked intimacy. I drove to
office…. jumped out of the
car swiftly without locking
the door. I was afraid any
delay would make me
change my mind…I walked
upstairs. Jane opened the
door and I said to her,
Sorry, Jane, I do not want
the divorce anymore.
She looked at me,
astonished, and then
touched my forehead. Do
you have a fever? She said.
I moved her hand off my
head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I
won’t divorce. My marriage
life was boring probably
because she and I didn’t
value the details of our
lives, not because we
didn’t love each other
anymore. Now I realize
that since I carried her into
my home on our wedding
day I am supposed to hold
her until death do us apart.
Jane seemed to suddenly
wake up. She gave me a
loud slap and then
slammed the door and
burst into tears. I walked
downstairs and drove
away. At the floral shop on
the way, I ordered a
bouquet of flowers for my
wife. The salesgirl asked
me what to write on the
card. I smiled and wrote,
I’ll carry you out every
morning until death do us
apart.
That evening I arrived
home, flowers in my
hands, a smile on my face,
I run up stairs, only to find
my wife in the bed -dead.
My wife had been fighting
CANCER for months and I
was so busy with Jane to
even notice. She knew that
she would die soon and
she wanted to save me
from the whatever
negative reaction from our
son, in case we push
through with the divorce.
— At least, in the eyes of
our son—- I’m a loving
husband….
The small details of your
lives are what really
matter in a relationship. It
is not the mansion, the car,
property, the money in the
bank. These create an
environment conducive for
happiness but cannot give
happiness in themselves.
So find time to be your
spouse’s friend and do
those little things for each
other that build intimacy.
If you are not in a
relationship now,
remember this for the
second (or third) time
around. It's never too late.
If you don’t share this,
nothing will happen to
you.
If you do, you just might
save a marriage. Many of
life’s failures are people
who did not realize how
close they were to success
when they gave up
❝

MARRIED OR NOT, YOU
SHOULD READ THIS ...
“When I got home that
night as my wife served
dinner, I held her hand and
said, I’ve got something to
tell you. She sat down and
ate quietly. Again I
observed the hurt in her
eyes.
Suddenly I didn’t know
how to open my mouth.
But I had to let her know
what I was thinking. I
want a divorce. I raised the
topic calmly. She didn’t
seem to be annoyed by my
words, instead she asked
me softly, why?
I avoided her question.
This made her angry. She
threw away the chopsticks
and shouted at me, you
are not a man! That night,
we didn’t talk to each
other. She was weeping. I
knew she wanted to find
out what had happened to
our marriage. But I could
hardly give her a
satisfactory answer; she
had lost my heart to Jane. I
didn’t love her anymore. I
just pitied her!
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Quotes/Story Please visit
www.socialmeems .com ❞
With a deep sense of guilt,
I drafted a divorce
agreement which stated
that she could own our
house, our car, and 30%
stake of my company. She
glanced at it and then tore
it into pieces. The woman
who had spent ten years of
her life with me had
become a stranger. I felt
sorry for her wasted time,
resources and energy but I
could not take back what I
had said for I loved Jane so
dearly. Finally she cried
loudly in front of me,
which was what I had
expected to see. To me her
cry was actually a kind of
release. The idea of divorce
which had obsessed me for
several weeks seemed to
be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back
home very late and found
her writing something at
the table. I didn’t have
supper but went straight
to sleep and fell asleep
very fast because I was
tired after an eventful day
with Jane. When I woke
up, she was still there at
the table writing. I just did
not care so I turned over
and was asleep again.
In the morning she
presented her divorce
conditions: she didn’t want
anything from me, but
needed a month’s notice
before the divorce. She
requested that in that one
month we both struggle to
live as normal a life as
possible. Her reasons were
simple: our son had his
exams in a month’s time
and she didn’t want to
disrupt him with our
broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me.
But she had something
more, she asked me to
recall how I had carried her
into out bridal room on
our wedding day. She
requested that every day
for the month’s duration I
carry her out of our
bedroom to the front door
ever morning. I thought
she was going crazy. Just
to make our last days
together bearable I
accepted her odd request.
I told Jane about my wife’s
divorce conditions. . She
laughed loudly and
thought it was absurd. No
matter what tricks she
applies, she has to face the
divorce, she said scornfully.
My wife and I hadn’t had
any body contact since my
divorce intention was
explicitly expressed. So
when I carried her out on
the first day, we both
appeared clumsy. Our son
clapped behind us, daddy
is holding mommy in his
arms. His words brought
me a sense of pain. From
the bedroom to the sitting
room, then to the door, I
walked over ten meters
with her in my arms. She
closed her eyes and said
softly; don’t tell our son
about the divorce. I
nodded, feeling somewhat
upset. I put her down
outside the door. She went
to wait for the bus to
work. I drove alone to the
office.
On the second day, both of
us acted much more easily.
She leaned on my chest. I
could smell the fragrance
of her blouse. I realized
that I hadn’t looked at this
woman carefully for a long
time. I realized she was
not young any more. There
were fine wrinkles on her
face, her hair was graying!
Our marriage had taken its
toll on her. For a minute I
wondered what I had done
to her.
On the fourth day, when I
lifted her up, I felt a sense
of intimacy returning. This
was the woman who had
given ten years of her life
to me. On the fifth and
sixth day, I realized that
our sense of intimacy was
growing again. I didn’t tell
Jane about this. It became
easier to carry her as the
month slipped by. Perhaps
the everyday workout
made me stronger.
She was choosing what to
wear one morning. She
tried on quite a few
dresses but could not find
a suitable one. Then she
sighed, all my dresses have
grown bigger. I suddenly
realized that she had
grown so thin, that was
the reason why I could
carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me… she
had buried so much pain
and bitterness in her heart.
Subconsciously I reached
out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the
moment and said, Dad, it’s
time to carry mom out. To
him, seeing his father
carrying his mother out
had become an essential
part of his life. My wife
gestured to our son to
come closer and hugged
him tightly. I turned my
face away because I was
afraid I might change my
mind at this last minute. I
then held her in my arms,
walking from the
bedroom, through the
sitting room, to the
hallway. Her hand
surrounded my neck softly
and naturally. I held her
body tightly; it was just
like our wedding day.
But her much lighter
weight made me sad. On
the last day, when I held
her in my arms I could
hardly move a step. Our
son had gone to school. I
held her tightly and said, I
hadn’t noticed that our life
lacked intimacy. I drove to
office…. jumped out of the
car swiftly without locking
the door. I was afraid any
delay would make me
change my mind…I walked
upstairs. Jane opened the
door and I said to her,
Sorry, Jane, I do not want
the divorce anymore.
She looked at me,
astonished, and then
touched my forehead. Do
you have a fever? She said.
I moved her hand off my
head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I
won’t divorce. My marriage
life was boring probably
because she and I didn’t
value the details of our
lives, not because we
didn’t love each other
anymore. Now I realize
that since I carried her into
my home on our wedding
day I am supposed to hold
her until death do us apart.
Jane seemed to suddenly
wake up. She gave me a
loud slap and then
slammed the door and
burst into tears. I walked
downstairs and drove
away. At the floral shop on
the way, I ordered a
bouquet of flowers for my
wife. The salesgirl asked
me what to write on the
card. I smiled and wrote,
I’ll carry you out every
morning until death do us
apart.
That evening I arrived
home, flowers in my
hands, a smile on my face,
I run up stairs, only to find
my wife in the bed -dead.
My wife had been fighting
CANCER for months and I
was so busy with Jane to
even notice. She knew that
she would die soon and
she wanted to save me
from the whatever
negative reaction from our
son, in case we push
through with the divorce.
— At least, in the eyes of
our son—- I’m a loving
husband….
The small details of your
lives are what really
matter in a relationship. It
is not the mansion, the car,
property, the money in the
bank. These create an
environment conducive for
happiness but cannot give
happiness in themselves.
So find time to be your
spouse’s friend and do
those little things for each
other that build intimacy.
If you are not in a
relationship now,
remember this for the
second (or third) time
around. It's never too late.
If you don’t share this,
nothing will happen to
you.
If you do, you just might
save a marriage. Many of
life’s failures are people
who did not realize how
close they were to success
when they gave up
❝ For more Inspirational

Not minding the fact m here to read comments becoz am tired of this pstr chris divorce issue,i must chip in my coment as well..THERE'S NO RIGTHEOUSNES IN DIVORCE pastor chris..let this enta his ear..u knw what again provokes me d no of tyms i attend d satellite churches,dey kip on sayin 'my pastor said',as pastor said..pstr evrywia...only God knws evry secret of man

Wat ar man u fanz rjoicin 4 sef..playn wit below par QPR at old traford..y dem no go win..mtcheeew!! Dy shld chill coz dm get man city nd chelcosta 2 play against..CHELCOSTA 4 LIFE

Good mrning beautiful nairalanders..i'm a christian nd a 2-time cordinator f a renownd nd famous christian felowship in campus..right naw i feel troubled,shattered,confusd nd full of regret..i have a paticular sin m battling wf..i knw fully quite wel ts a SIN n wnts 2 quit bt jes cant..i see masf in regret nd restles afta soakin masf in2 it..in ma drama ministry in skul,i av playd a major role against d so called immorality buh snce den i hv kept on fallin a victim of dz patikular sin..av prayed,fasted nd did so many tinz 2 stop buh afta doin so,in da nxt hour i'l stil c masf in2 it..m crious worid coz i knw t cud lead me 2 hell..m afraid dun jes knw wat 2 du again..pls I nid matured christian advice..tnx and God bles

Playin 'The book of life'..weneva i play it,ma lyf undergoes a sober rflection,mekn me let go f ma evils..*crying*

If ur tired f waitn on d que n knt wait anylnga,f u nid a preregistered email addres 2 pass d que..hala me via wasap or kal 08161803892

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soladnet14:

im using airtel bb subscription on H; i even use my wife's phone as wireless hotspot, still same problem. i have my email registered on bbm.com. so i don't understand this issue of wireless.

use glo or etisalat 4 it,ts vry sharp

Pingin lori tinz..add up 7c710ba0

Pingin wt ma tp5..bbm mekn xtrasense..ma pin 7c710ba0

Flexin bbm on ma tecno p5..t rocks..ma pin 7c710ba0

Teejaytee: Finally my pin is 7C4A498A

whc email u use bro..help me

aibisoye: Mine is working perfectly well. I had pre-registered already i guess thats why. Techno for life

bro pls kan u help m wf d mail u usd 2 regista,ah don wait taya 4 que..u kan snd t here or via ma email..nnorukaodinaka@gmail.com..tnk u

pls ur email u tek rgista plss

pls sum shld hlp m wf his preregstad mail adres 2 use n pass d quein line...plsss tnx

mr.foxx:



Bro one email is always associated with one user!
If u put the email! I will be disconnected automatically and all my contacts will appear on your live bbm

bro m nt using t 2 sign up,na jes 2 use t nd avoid d que tinz den y sign i use mine..pls

easywebcart:

Be patient my brother...

can i use d email f sum1 dt hs bin a blackbrry usa 2 sign up?

mr.official:
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pls bro hlp m wf ur email leme use n sign up plss..God bless