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Humanbeans: Im not interesred in MNP. I have all the networks, and im maintaining all 4. MNP is one of the distractions the GEJ is using to shy from the real issues in Nigeria. most people have found ways around the phone problems.

Excuse me! what has GEJ got to do with MNP now? if you don't know what is best for the country why not just keep quiet.
This is a big plus to Nigerian Economy. If only it could be transfer into the power sector also, this country will immediately turn to London we all hope for. God bless Nigeria and God bless NCC.

The fact remains that they broke the rules of the school and deserved the punishment. Didn't they read and sign the school laws at the point entrance?

You guys can say whatever you like...

Even though am not in support of the course of the Lord statement, nevertheless, God did not condone evil.

Good one for naija! But why does it take this long...

Surely, this is worth reading by everyone:

“Biyi hasn’t worked for that long?” Dayo’s voice drips with resentment. “For real?” “He’s been trying,” I say in feeble attempt to defend my husband. “You know how the economy is.”

…My husband and I had vowed never to bring in a third party into our relationship but with a bank account screaming for revival, I need to share my burden with someone else. I grip the phone. Dayo is unusually quiet. “You still there?” I ask. “Hello?” “I am here,” she says. “I just didn’t know things were this bad. And all this while, I thought Biyi was providing for the home.” But he is, I argue silently. Well, maybe not financially for now, but in every way else, Biyi is a rock. “It’s not that bad.” My words sound frail. Dayo clucks her tongue. “You might as well be a widow.”
The words hit me like a fist. “Na you I blame,” she continues, oblivious to the damage her words have caused.

“Me? Why?” She is blaming me for this? Seriously?
“Why do you keep paying the bills?”
“Because there is no one else to do it,” I protest, upset.
“For real? He drives your car too?”
“He needs it,” I mutter. “To attend job interviews and stuff. He gets back late sometimes.”
“How late are you talking?
“Nine, ten…ish.”

Dayo pauses for a second. “I hate to say this gurl, but your husband spending your money on another woman.” Whoa! Hang on. Where did that come from? “Haba, Dayo. Biyi would never—” “Look, I know men,” she slices in. “You are his moneybag and he will take you for a ride as long as it takes. Where is your dignity, gurl?” Ride. Dignity. Moneybag. Ouch. “But he’s a good guy,” I manage. Can my husband be using me? It had never crossed my mind in the past, but I now wonder if Biyi is actually having an affair.

“I trust my wonderful Dennis…,” Dayo is saying. I barely listen. My eyes are on the clock. It’s almost midnight and Biyi isn’t home. I force myself to hear what Dayo is saying about Dennis Ono, her multimillionair­ e-oil- company-golden-­ husband. Gosh I envy her life, her perfect marriage. “My marriage is wonderful,” Dayo says, as if in affirmation to my undeclared words. “But only because I show Dennis who the boss is. He cannot try nonsense with me. Abi, you think it’s easy to get ten thousand pounds a month as pocket money?” She really gets ten grand a month? That’s like, my entire annual salary in my crappy job plus bonuses. Life is unfair. Honestly. “I am Biyi’s wife,” I say. “I cannot just desert him.” Or can I? At this rate… “In that case,” there is an edge to her voice now, “give him an ultimatum. He gets a job in two weeks or you are out of that marriage.” “I—” “Look, I know his type,” she says with conviction. “He conveniently won’t get a job as long as you keep dishing out your money.”
“But—”
“Starve him,” she adds. “No sex. Make life hell. You are not an ATM machine.”

Keys jangle in the hallway. Biyi is home. “Talk later,” I say to Dayo. “He’s back.” “Stand your ground,” Dayo whispers menacingly. “Ultimatum. Two weeks.” I hang up with a sigh. My husband is leaning against the door frame. For a second my heart falters. He looks tired, drawn. But Dayo’s words punctuate my compassion. “Where have you been?” Biyi gives me a side smile. “No hug?” I jerk my head at the wall clock.” Its midnight.” “I had a job interview in Birmingham,” he says. “I called you tell you I was stuck in traffic but I kept getting your voicemail. What’s wrong?” I cock my head. Is that a whiff of female perfume? It is. Dayo is right. He has been with another woman. With my car. Spending my money. My head spins. “Biyi,” I glare at him, “Where are you coming from?” He steps back, surprised. “I went to Birmingham—”
“Did you get it?” I screech. “The job?”
Biyi shakes his head. “I didn’t—”
This is the last straw. I wrench my hand out. “My car keys.”
He gives me a hard level stare. “What is wrong with you, Toni? Did I offend you?”
“Pass my keys!”

He thrusts the car keys to into my palm. I push past him, grab my duffel bag and stuff my overnight things into it. I know I am acting crazy but I have to show him that I would not be taken for a ride. That I am not a moneybag. That I have dignity. I zip the bag up and spin around. My husband is staring at me. “Is everything all right with you, sweetheart?”
“Get out of my way.”
“Where are you going with that bag?”
“I need to clear my head.” I am still yelling.
“Can we talk first?” Biyi suggests.
“I don’t want to talk. Get out of my way.”
He moves out of my path. I swipe a hand across my face, smearing my cheeks with mascara. “Don’t look for me. I will be back when my head clears.” I rush out of the house, jump into my car. My rage doubles as the feminine scent permeates the car. He has been with a woman in my car. I feel like an idiot.

* * *

I pull up in front of Dayo’s mansion. Her husband’s Porsche is in the driveway, and the porch lights illuminate my dreary form as I reach the door. I ball my fists to knock, but a scream freezes the motion.
“Kill me!” I hear Dayo scream. “Good for nothing idiot. Womaniser of the century!” Whoa. Momentarily, I am unable to move. My hand hovers in the air. Dull thuds, muffled screams. Dennis curses. “I warned you never to serve me stew that is not freshly cooked!” “Am I your slave?” Dayo yells back. “If you want fresh stew, get your PA to cook it for you. Or you think I don’t know about her? You think…”
Dayo’s words are silenced by another thump. My hands fall to my side as a flurry of blows stifle her cries. I want call the police, do something…anyth­ ing. But I cannot move. And so I shut my eyes tight and listen as my friend is pummelled by her husband. The beating stops. I should dash to my car, but something holds me back. “I am sorry I got you upset darling,” Dayo finally says. Her voice is laced with pain. “It is my fault. I should have cooked for you. I…Toni wouldn’t let me get off the phone…its her fault.”
“Next time you talk to me like that, I will tattoo a punch on your forehead,” Dennis growls. “Get into the kitchen and make me fresh stew. And do something about that leech you call a friend.”
That is enough for me. I sprint back to my car and drive home.

* * *
A knock sounds on the window. Biyi. I wind down and he gives me a smile. “Head clear now?” he asks. “Leave me alone,” I mutter. Dayo’s wonderful Denis beats her up? And she never mentioned?
“I will leave you alone in two seconds,” Biyi says. There is a twinkle in his eyes. “But first, get out of the car.” I oblige, grudgingly. “What?” He reaches under the car seat and pulls out a small basket. “I didn’t come home straight from the interview. I stopped over at the Perfume shop to get you this.” He hands the basket over. Inside is a range of exotic feminine perfumes and a small card. I pull the card open, read the words: “Thank you for your support during the hardest times of my life! I love you.”

“That’s why I was late,” he explains as he pulls me into a warm embrace. “You have been so good to me, Toni. I couldn’t have asked for a better wife.” I can’t reply. My throat is lumpy.
“When you left the house to clear your head, I got a call back from the recruiter,” he says with a beam. “God answers prayers, babe. I got the job. It’s a package you won’t believe. Let’s go in. I’ll tuck you into bed and you can tell me what’s bothering you?”

* * *
I awaken to a text message from Dayo. “Denis is flying me to Seychelles this weekend. This is what you get when you stand your ground. You have to be a no nonsense gurl! Don’t you just love my life? Ciao sweetheart Bleep.”

I type a quick response back: “Ciao! and i deleted her number right away.
Now, this is one story everyone should read. The grass is never greener on the other side, best believe that. No matter how good a friend’s relationship is, NEVER EVER compare with yours. It’s DEADLY and could cost you so much!

This is Life!

best recommendation is 3months max, so any time before 3 month is very cool.

Respect is reciprocal Ori o ju Ori #poko, if Tonko Dike said she didn't like oga AY Comedy by his daughter about her and Oga AY later apologize... Tell me what's wrong about that? That's Maturity in the Air guys... More-so, that AY apologize does not really say what he did in the first instance was wrong!

Abeg Naija make una leave @tontoTeedike alone ooo... Na her time to make the head lines...

This is a job well done guys...

Much respect to DeepSight, he's just too clear with his points. referring to His question and some of his points, i think most of our leaders need to give an affirmative answer to these statement:

"We cannot have a State Judiciary and State Department of Public Prosecutions without a State enforcement Unit."

Personally, I don’t think it is a good idea for now because I believe governors will use it as a tool or weapon to fight their political opponents. Speaking of stability, introducing state police will bring about more instability in the country.

It's a NO from me.

Real Madrid potentially lost more ground at the top of the table after falling 1-0 to Real Betis at Estadio Benito Villamarin on Saturday evening, leaving their title defence in tatters. More significantly, though, the result means that should league leaders Barcelona emerge victorious at Levante on Sunday (today) which am sure they will , then third-placed Madrid will find themselves facing an 11-point gap to make up on the Catalans, with a crucial derby against second-placed Atletico Madrid to come in a weeks' time.

Whats happening to Madrid?

Nice one but wait ooo where is His Glasses?

why not if not! you don't close the door of relationship just because you are not together anymore...

Guapo: Your line of reasoning is so hilarious
Do you know the meaning of carnival at all? Ever before cross river was created as a state, Lagos has bin having carnivals.
Calabar is a beautiful town and I enjoy their carnivals no doubt, but saying some states are doing "copy copy" is quite unfair and uncivilized a remark.

Thank you my brother, pls help tell them.

xynerise: The project is not from Lagos state government. It is ECOWAS project for international trade among member countries.

Says who where are your facts?

By The time this this project will be finalised, Lagos-Badagry Expressway will be pretty much like London...
All thank to BRF for utilising TAX payers money wisely...

Hey guys, is there something wrong in you creating your own style of life just like Goldie eyelashes style? I personally don't think so, base on some points:

1. What if that's what gonna motivate her to win this show?
2. What if she's trying to pass across a message?

That aside, this house is created so that you can come in and show the world what you can do and how best to can cope with different set of people.

Maybe am wrong!!!

Hello,

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Yes I have.

GEJ please how can you justify this?

On This I TOTALLY disagree with you.

Please re-think.

Is it compulsory she read any speech at any occasion, can't she send representatives.

It's not important that she's the only one reading it.

Thanks.

Image123:
So other workers in church are primary school leavers se? They have no family to take care of. They work 24/7. Try to re.read your post mr.

What am saying is that most workers in the church have their place of work which they are being paid for their services. some of those instrumentalist also work for church and they are to be paid for their services. just like some security officers in the church.

This is inhuman.,,

No Rooney No United, Proof was yesterday game, Nani can never fit in, There is problem ahead for United

All you anti GEJ, should better go and rethink and accept that, this is Gods doing, Criticized or not GEJ is the next president come 2011,

All we need is no Fraudster or anyone that have any record or frauds,

Once you have failed in one sector, that show how incapable you might be in handling bigger responsibilities. GEJ Records has been clean and challenging to all politician in this country. A good leader and a wonderful listener,

ALL HIS(GEJ) ASKING FOR IS FOR US ALL TO SUPPORT HIM AND MAKE THIS COUNTRY A GRATE NATION WITH GOOD PEOPLE,

Thanks

MAN U IS NOW A GONNER,

kildran:
Another article on the many lies of Emegwali:

http://234next.com/csp/cms/sites/Next/Opinion/5630922-146/deepening_democracy_fraud_and_the_emeagwali.csp

This guy has being trying to associate himself with a woman who accidentaly has the same surname has he does. Calling her, his wife

BAD BELE,

hercules07:
Emeagwali is a brilliant man no doubt, he is very intelligent no question, the issue I have is the guy ascribing honours to himself. He did nothing for the internet, he has no peer reviewed articles and people are here celebrating him kai. I do not blame him sha, the society we live in celebrates frauds.

We will keep celebrating HIM till he die, what about you are been celebratedIf Yes, Then where?loll in your Village or your Home,

Even though He claims what is not His, the point is, He has contributed something into the world of internet, simple.

Most of those instrumentalist are masters holder that work in the house of God 24/7 So are we now saying that because they are serving the house of God they should not eat? They have home to take care of they work for church 24/7 so they have to be paid for the service rendered, simple,

ushers, teachers, drama etc, are all part time workers.

THE WOMAN IS A FIRST LADY, WHAT HAVE YOU ACHIEVED IN YOUR LIFE.? SHE HAVE REACHED THE PINNACLES OF STANDARD AS FAR AS THIS COUNTRY IS CONSIGNED.

CAN YOU EVER GET TO THAT LEVEL IN YOUR LIFE? ALL YOU BUNCH OF JACKS,

Messi, C Ronaldo, Ronaldo, Kanu and so many of them that are grate stars in this world can not speak a correct English, not to now talk of a woman that can speak but with a few mistakes.


MADAM PRESIDENT SPEAK ANY HOW YOU LIKE YOU ARE IN CHARGE.

we are meant to help one another,

XLBILL:
i bet this isn't naija, naija guys no get time!!! this is ridiculous how u go back baby, and do dishes at the same time, what happened to your wife? is she dead?