₦airaland Forum

enellcy:
oops... I knew it was gonna come to this...op u want to stop the story because of the comments. How dare yu conclude that most of us followed up with this thread cause we aren't expecting sex scenes... Afterall this isn't a romance section..... Yu shud learn to ignore silly comments .. Some people are actually learning from this story.... is frustrating not knowing the end of this story.. And then I can't beg you to continue..... It's your story anyway.

bugativeron:
However, jokes apart, the following are things I think happen to OP.
1. Either she was copying the post from somewhere and she could no longer access it.
2. May be her phone is off or misplaced
3. Or lastly, she is the meanest human on earth that despite all appeal remained adamant.
@op even if you come back to write your worth here has really dropped people will only read your post with a pinch of salt because you so f***kin mean

Benz4pimp:
I wasn't expecting anything other than what she just did,am sure the op might come back and direct you to a blog for the remaining part of the story......when you give peeps to much attention and accolade,there head go dey swell.....

wasak:
Are u Rita for real?...

Speechless3:
But babe didn't i try for you? You had to bring up our 'ugly' past here. Anyway hope you are okay now? Its been long.

Rita.

sonofthunder:
she's viewing the thread. scroll down and check the names of those viewing currently.

queenfav:
)You are spot on.A friend I had in school spent 5 years with only 4 polo's and 2 jeans..As na black and white we dey wear,e help d guy so people for class no too know say d guy no get.He was very serious sha,despite all those challenges.Sometimes,when we sit together during class,I will gist him about what I cooked.Once hostel visiting time reach,omo guy don show o.I will make food for the both of us...He go wash me with words like "na you go marry my elder brother","make I come be your roommate na"etc.Very funny and easy going guy o.I liked the fact that he barely complained .He is one optimistic fellow.And me wen neva know wetin hunger be at all go dey complain over irrelevant things.Wheras this my friend was not even getting shishi as pocket money during the semester.Na me just decode say all is not well back home then try to assist when I can with small provisions and lunch dates in my hostel.Anytime my mum comes to see me in school with provisions and cooked food,he must fall in for him share.My mum liked him a lot cos he is like a comedian.I thank God for him sha,cos he is now a lawyer.All those ones na things of the past for am.

drealzum:
I don't really understand the essence of "Walks out on thread". Do you want to be begged? In as much as I will say your story is nice and many can learn from it, you are also not doing us a favour alone by sharing it. Having an avenue to share it and get others response can be soothing and reliving. And that is a favour from us.
Truth is there were many stories on Naira land before you "walked in on thread" and there will be many after you have "walked out on thread".
I will advise you develop thick skin to proples scathing remarks here because I too can tell my on story here.

thatsincerechic:
TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN

Now I am tired...
Just as many of you have taken your time to read this story so have i taken my time in writing it. I cannot please you... I am not writing this story to satisfy your sexual urge(this is to those that are only concerned about Bleep)
I started out with a good intention of narrating my story to many out there who are going through what I went.. I wanted them to learn from this.
Now to those who want a summary, this is a story, stories are usually long narratives. Pls have it in mind that as I post comments I also see comments on this thread.. Majority of which are of obscene thoughts and it's a big distraction to me... Now do this
Imagine you were with friends, or should I say students whatever setting you wanted, and you were telling your story and some are throwing one or two sentence which is totally out of order, not what you have in mind because it is not what you experienced. Now how would you feel
To those that say I was running out of lies because I haven't mentioned the part where I had sex, pls bridle your tongue because You can not tell my story for me.
And to those who say they are bored with the story, just as you are bored, I am also bored because I was no longer seeing reasonable comments as I progressed and i am pretty sure that majority of those that tarried along up till this point are those that are eager to read and enjoy the sex scene. Well, I am sorry to disappoint you, I didn't start my story to ENTERTAIN but rather to ENLIGHTEN you on what is going on in our society.
To those saying I was making the stories shorts so i could garner pages, well sorry to say this but I think you are myopic, if you religiously followed from the beginning you would see comments on when I said I was at work.
And to the young man, that asked me why I Did not type everything out in a computer and uploaded all once instead, well you see sir, I started this story after a thought came to my mind, I was so motivated that I decided to register as a member on nairaland because I have always been a visitor on nairaland and this is my first topic on nairaland. I actually thought I could tell it peaceful as it progressed and not to be confused at the long run by many of you who wanted a different story.

Since you are not patient enough to know how I used what i had to get what I wanted.... You would probably never know.

My experiences are my precious moments because they shaped me into what I am today, and I won't have it altered because I want to tell a story on nairaland.

At this junction I drop my pen!

# walks out of thread*******

thatsincerechic:
I had resumed fully for the second semester. I brought, from home, a small sack of garri, four tubers of yam, a bunch of unripe plantain and some vegetables. I told my parents they weren't necessary but they insisted I went with the food items and i was grateful. I also brought along my luggage, how I had missed my clothes, shoes, and other accessories. Indeed there was nothing like your own.
Rita on the other hand did not go for holiday, this semester was different, many students were working harder academically to improve on their grades. My results were out, and there were no carry-over courses and i was grateful to God. During the second semester I was very dedicated to God, became a worker in church and joined the prayer and the publication unit. I was also introduced to all night reading by some course mates, we did brainstorming of some occasions. I was helping some of my lazy course mates to write assignments, and when I realised the demands were getting too high, I demanded for payments, and everything was working out well for my good until one day..
I was seated on the balcony of Rita's apartment which was upstairs, I was enjoying the view below when Rita came to me and said..
"Babe how far"
"cool " I replied.
Then she continued " you know, since we are practically living like roommates, I was wondering if it would be a nice idea for us to continue that way"
"Okay... " I said
I knew where she was headed to but I played dumb, I was thinking until I realised Rita was still talking.
" What I mean is, after this semester, we will be paying equality for this place and the rent is N180,000 naira"
"Ehn! " I almost shouted. " wow I didn't know it was that expensive I said smiling at her and expecting the next
But Rita meant business, there was no smile on her face, even her glowing eyes were dim and she appeared very serious, I saw that too and I became serious, my eyes were pacing and my body was tensed.
So my share was N90,000 we concluded. Utility bills was N4,000 making a total of N94,000. "How did she think I was going to remit that kind of money when I don't even have close to N5,000 in my account" I said to myself after she left.
I had been living from hand to mouth. The money I was getting from making student's hair, writing of assignments were used to satisfy my immediate needs.
I had faith that something positive would come up, After all we were only into the middle of the second semester and i felt I still have a lot of time to plan, save alot and provide my share for payment of the rent.
I went to bed that night, thinking hard, fantasising, hoping and praying. The rest of my nights were similar to this particular night and I realised how much I had lost weight by the end of the semester just by thinking.......

Benz4pimp:
You guys should stop the coward way of doing things,what are you begging her for?without the story,will you die?good riddance to bad rubbish......if she actually went through that in school,whatever happened on here shouldn't move her at all.....MOFO

spencerlouis:
is erry one seein "OP" as an acronym for "off point" or is it just me

thatsincerechic:
TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN

Now I am tired...
Just as many of you have taken your time to read this story so have i taken my time in writing it. I cannot please you... I am not writing this story to satisfy your sexual urge(this is to those that are only concerned about Bleep)
I started out with a good intention of narrating my story to many out there who are going through what I went.. I wanted them to learn from this.
Now to those who want a summary, this is a story, stories are usually long narratives. Pls have it in mind that as I post comments I also see comments on this thread.. Majority of which are of obscene thoughts and it's a big distraction to me... Now do this
Imagine you were with friends, or should I say students whatever setting you wanted, and you were telling your story and some are throwing one or two sentence which is totally out of order, not what you have in mind because it is not what you experienced. Now how would you feel
To those that say I was running out of lies because I haven't mentioned the part where I had sex, pls bridle your tongue because You can not tell my story for me.
And to those who say they are bored with the story, just as you are bored, I am also bored because I was no longer seeing reasonable comments as I progressed and i am pretty sure that majority of those that tarried along up till this point are those that are eager to read and enjoy the sex scene. Well, I am sorry to disappoint you, I didn't start my story to ENTERTAIN but rather to ENLIGHTEN you on what is going on in our society.
To those saying I was making the stories shorts so i could garner pages, well sorry to say this but I think you are myopic, if you religiously followed from the beginning you would see comments on when I said I was at work.
And to the young man, that asked me why I Did not type everything out in a computer and uploaded all once instead, well you see sir, I started this story after a thought came to my mind, I was so motivated that I decided to register as a member on nairaland because I have always been a visitor on nairaland and this is my first topic on nairaland. I actually thought I could tell it peaceful as it progressed and not to be confused at the long run by many of you who wanted a different story.

Since you are not patient enough to know how I used what i had to get what I wanted.... You would probably never know.

My experiences are my precious moments because they shaped me into what I am today, and I won't have it altered because I want to tell a story on nairaland.

At this junction I drop my pen!

# walks out of thread*******

thatsincerechic:
TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN

Now I am tired...
Just as many of you have taken your time to read this story so have i taken my time in writing it. I cannot please you... I am not writing this story to satisfy your sexual urge(this is to those that are only concerned about Bleep)
I started out with a good intention of narrating my story to many out there who are going through what I went.. I wanted them to learn from this.
Now to those who want a summary, this is a story, stories are usually long narratives. Pls have it in mind that as I post comments I also see comments on this thread.. Majority of which are of obscene thoughts and it's a big distraction to me... Now do this
Imagine you were with friends, or should I say students whatever setting you wanted, and you were telling your story and some are throwing one or two sentence which is totally out of order, not what you have in mind because it is not what you experienced. Now how would you feel
To those that say I was running out of lies because I haven't mentioned the part where I had sex, pls bridle your tongue because You can not tell my story for me.
And to those who say they are bored with the story, just as you are bored, I am also bored because I was no longer seeing reasonable comments as I progressed and i am pretty sure that majority of those that tarried along up till this point are those that are eager to read and enjoy the sex scene. Well, I am sorry to disappoint you, I didn't start my story to ENTERTAIN but rather to ENLIGHTEN you on what is going on in our society.
To those saying I was making the stories shorts so i could garner pages, well sorry to say this but I think you are myopic, if you religiously followed from the beginning you would see comments on when I said I was at work.
And to the young man, that asked me why I Did not type everything out in a computer and uploaded all once instead, well you see sir, I started this story after a thought came to my mind, I was so motivated that I decided to register as a member on nairaland because I have always been a visitor on nairaland and this is my first topic on nairaland. I actually thought I could tell it peaceful as it progressed and not to be confused at the long run by many of you who wanted a different story.

Since you are not patient enough to know how I used what i had to get what I wanted.... You would probably never know.

My experiences are my precious moments because they shaped me into what I am today, and I won't have it altered because I want to tell a story on nairaland.

At this junction I drop my pen!

# walks out of thread*******

thatsincerechic:
TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN

Now I am tired...
Just as many of you have taken your time to read this story so have i taken my time in writing it. I cannot please you... I am not writing this story to satisfy your sexual urge(this is to those that are only concerned about Bleep)
I started out with a good intention of narrating my story to many out there who are going through what I went.. I wanted them to learn from this.
Now to those who want a summary, this is a story, stories are usually long narratives. Pls have it in mind that as I post comments I also see comments on this thread.. Majority of which are of obscene thoughts and it's a big distraction to me... Now do this
Imagine you were with friends, or should I say students whatever setting you wanted, and you were telling your story and some are throwing one or two sentence which is totally out of order, not what you have in mind because it is not what you experienced. Now how would you feel
To those that say I was running out of lies because I haven't mentioned the part where I had sex, pls bridle your tongue because You can not tell my story for me.
And to those who say they are bored with the story, just as you are bored, I am also bored because I was no longer seeing reasonable comments as I progressed and i am pretty sure that majority of those that tarried along up till this point are those that are eager to read and enjoy the sex scene. Well, I am sorry to disappoint you, I didn't start my story to ENTERTAIN but rather to ENLIGHTEN you on what is going on in our society.
To those saying I was making the stories shorts so i could garner pages, well sorry to say this but I think you are myopic, if you religiously followed from the beginning you would see comments on when I said I was at work.
And to the young man, that asked me why I Did not type everything out in a computer and uploaded all once instead, well you see sir, I started this story after a thought came to my mind, I was so motivated that I decided to register as a member on nairaland because I have always been a visitor on nairaland and this is my first topic on nairaland. I actually thought I could tell it peaceful as it progressed and not to be confused at the long run by many of you who wanted a different story.

Since you are not patient enough to know how I used what i had to get what I wanted.... You would probably never know.

My experiences are my precious moments because they shaped me into what I am today, and I won't have it altered because I want to tell a story on nairaland.

At this junction I drop my pen!

# walks out of thread*******

Julietcutie:
op means original poster