This gh0sts must be related to TheBlessedMan
You have something in common when it comes to descriptions of events that makes me laf
Well done dear
Sweetest popcorn for you.

That sure was a blast.
Thanks to the mood who posted this to the front page.

Gh0sts... a very interesting name for an interesting character. I can relate with your words both on your personality and NYSC experience. It feels nostalgic knowing someone is having lost the same experience I had eleven years ago in the small sleeping town of Okuku, odo Otin LGA if Osun state.
Sadly, I talk more than I can write.

You didn't mention if you were still serving but I will be honoured to pay for your data subscription. Your story got me laughing hysterically all morning.
Please don't stop.

Cheers

and that how i read from page 1 to 10.

I love your writeup, too much sauce

I have to acknowledge your writing style. I got glued to your pieces for almost 4 hours. And I must admit your level of sage coherence in the narration of the story is really laudable (maybe because it's a true life story).

I wouldn't want to judge you based on the content and context of your story line. But, Please, can you rehab your quest for MJ and partying. My advise, though. I mean Good.

Finally we made Fp. Well done Ghost for giving us this exceptional piece

Ghosts writes like she was born to do so. Her work is filled with humours, wittiness, suspense, etc.. she tells her story the way it happened and leaves you wondering why a lady would be so brave to share her experiences with others without holding back anything.forget her anonymous status though.it takes courage to expose personal details of this nature..lol
Ghost love for Micheal Jackson(MJ) and the SMOKE that comes from it may cause her readers to Call this piece TALE OF A GOOD GIRL GONE (BAD) but its more of a HUMAN NATURE THING. Ghosts tells you You know I'm bad, I'm bad You know it (Really, really bad).. Cudnt let you predict that yourself.
Ghosts ur story is raw and inviting. I must confess that I have never read any of the stories posted here but I was drawn to this masterpiece after merely going through the prologue..

I can relate most of her experiences to some of the events that took place during my service year(2016) in Kebbi state.
It was filled with uncertainty and anxiety at first but I later met good friends who made my service year memorable. the likes of Kaemzy , Eric, Iniobong, Peter and Bae,(name withheld). Lol.. made me like this place.

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FP no be small tin oooo......Keep it up dear.....reading this story makes me feel like i'm in lantang sef

nice write up. . I'm currently serving in lafia, Nasarawa as well, I wish I can write something like this, I can't cos I'm so lazy.... nysc is really fun.... passing out by April...

gh0sts:
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Personally I love your baddest side
Weed and wild gh0sts babe
Because your ugliness is the reason I am staying with you my badda
Sweet popcorn for you dearie

babe you are good in what you're doing keep it up kudos to you

gh0sts:
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We love you too.

Nice piece of work, got me glued and I can't believe am done from page 0 in few hrs with d incessant disturbance in between. You made me remember my NYSC days in Omu Aran, Kwara State.. Which ended just last year March and it was a wonderful experience meeting Lotta great folks.. People whom I shared same local govt with in Lagos of which no hope of us getting to know one anoda happened to unite in far away Kwara nd meeting odas from different part of d country.. Missed NYSC badly. #NCCF nd #RuralRugged, CDS nd lots more.. Expecting more updates #gh0sts

Remember Jesus’ encounter with the Samaritan woman? When he told her about her life and past husbands and she realized that he was some sort of prophet? She then proceeded to ask Jesus why the Jews insisted on going to Jerusalem to worship God while the people of Samaria insisted on the mountain just like their ancestors did. Jesus went on to tell her that true worshipers would worship God in spirit and in truth, because God is spirit and you definitely cannot just confine him to a particular place or building and tag it as the house of God. (John 4:16-25)
I’m not such a big fan of going to church either and it has never been a necessity although unfortunately a lot of people have tagged church going as an inevitable requirement for “making heaven”. God has made it so easy for us to read and understand His his words and remain connected to Him. Jesus said he would send us the Holy Spirit who would teach us ALL THInGS(John 14:26), not the pastor, or the G.O or whatever. The church of today has sadly deviated from the teaching of the gospel. Before Jesus ascended into heaven, he gave a mandate to his disciples to go into the world and spread the gospel(Mark 16:15). That was his purpose for coming, to save people and to give them the this Good News of eternal life and his disciples were supposed to continue in That direction. Sadly, you’d hardly ever find churches that preach His words as he intended it. It’s either about financial breakthrough, success against witches and wizards, paying tithes to “unlock” God’s blessing which are already available to us in abundance and other mundane and unimportant doctrines.
Jesus said we should seek His Kingdom first and His righteousness and all these other things we are chasing would be given freely unto us (Matt 6:33) but it’s so unfortunate we do the opposite, we put the cart before the horse. What is the kingdom of God? It’s simply Jesus coming into our lives and making his abode in us and that is where this eternal life starts from. You’d hardly ever find churches that preach these things the way they are and this has made me dislike church going, I only go just for peace to reign in my house. Whenever I’m in church, I just switch off and enter into another realm. Good thing I’m an avid day dreamer.
I’m not saying church going is bad or anything, Actually once in a while, the sermons might make sense. But that’s not what being a good Christian is all about. Christianity is a personal race, and I don’t understand how gathering together with a group of other people is supposed to take me to heaven. A lot of people go to church just to fulfill all righteousness, their lives do not depict a Christ like attitude as you’ve noticed.
So in essence, what is important is your personal relationship with God. Are you living your life according to His standards and most importantly, are you worshipping Him? Worship is a constant thing, it’s not just about singing worship songs with so much reverence. We are supposed to be constantly in synch with Him and conscious of His presence in our lives. That’s why I always find it amusing when people ask me for the church I worship in. Fam, I don’t worship God in a building. My life is supposed to be in constant state of worship with Him.
Don’t know if I make sense to you, but this is what I’ve come to understand. I honestly don’t mean to discourage you from going to church because to be honest, you won’t deny that sometimes you pick one or two things from what is preached in church. I’m still in search of that church that still believes and teaches the message of the cross. But in the meantime, you can download sermons of Jospeh Prince. He’s one preacher I know that gets it right.

gh0sts:
I have always struggled with going to church. As a child, going to church was a really difficult feat. But, because my mom always made me go and I didn't want to be a child of the devil, I'd go. It became, even more difficult for me as I grew older. As a teenager, I was resolved to read the entire Bible in a year. Not because I expected it to help me go to church often. No. I wanted to know what to do to really make heaven...I wanted to know if going to church was the only way.

Although, I saw things about never forsaking the gathering of the brethren. I also realized that of all commandments, love was the greatest. And that although some people are regulars in the church,they don't have love in their hearts. I tried to attend church regularly. I pushed myself. I forced myself to enjoy what the pastor is saying. But, that just never happened.

The people around me crushed my little efforts. First, there's this man in my neighbourhood with the most offensive character I have ever seen. A man that cherishes disorderliness and causes discord so much so that the devil will vacate that job for him. This man never misses church and He preaches in the morning too. At first, I thought he must have had an encounter and changed...nope, some people will never change. And this man is one of them. He just wakes us up in the morning with his shout, so hr can start his troubles earlier.
In school, I never went to church. Maybe except there's a treat that day...I won't lie, those foods shared in the house of the Lord always tastes better. Which better place to eat than in my father's house? Somehow, I always get to hear about the churches having a feast and being one that doesn't discriminate... Finally, I met a girl in my final year, who made me go to church every Sunday. She'd come to my house on Saturday evenings and pick out clothes and shoes. Very early on Sunday, she'd come to my house and beg me to go with her...she has to beg because Saturday evening to Sunday morning is more than enough time for me to change my mind. She'd pay my transport, give me offering and still bribe me with food after service...as time went on, it stopped though. But she still had to beg. On one of those Sundays, as I was coming out of the church. (It is one of those churches that have up to five services). I spotted Burna. Now Burna was the most popular cultist then...I know, I'm not supposed to judge. But the hypocrite in me couldn't help it. ' argh! If Burna too dey go church, I'd rather serve God in my house o'. My friend looked at me, I think with pity. She must be thinking about all her wasted efforts after that comment. Although, I still went. However epileptic.

I have also never really understood the discriminations among churches. Why do some churches think they are better than others? I really never understood how that works. I know that there are some churches that are merely just masquerading as 'house of God'. But, then it's not about those fake churches. It's about the entire Christian body. Some churches don't let members marry from other churches. That's the most confusing part. I thought the church is supposed to unite us as one in Christ. And not tear us apart. I may not totally agree with your doctrines, but that doesn't make you any less of a Christian as I am...my opinion though.

When I finished school and was waiting for service, I made up my mind to be more committed. I planned to join the NCCF, or any other Bible believing church. Maybe join a unit, probably bible study. I love to not just read, but also talk about the word of God. Big dreams indeed.
The first time I went for the NCCF fellowship, I was ecstatic and even joined the bible study unit...at least I wrote my name down, intending to join. That was before I realized that the three weeks of camp was going to be the most stressful and mind-numbing weeks of my life. After just one week of waking up by 3am, I was at the verge of loosing my mind. The only thing I could think about was finding a spot to sleep. Nothing else. Not food, not variety night, and definitely not NCCF. It was worse there because they have ushers walking around, that'll wake me up even when I'm blinking...the only thing I hate more than waking early, is an interim kind of sleep.

When I knew camp church ( NCCF ) wouldn't work, I pushed my resolution to the future. At least till when I get to wherever I was posted to.

My first Sunday in Langtang.

After Tay and Mag who were both catholics had gone for their morning mass. I sat on my mattress and thought about all the reasons why I should stay at home. Although, I had more than enough reasons. I tried to be disciplined...i do that a lot. Struggling to be disciplined. So I stood up, got ready and just when I was going to leave...NEPA brought light. The devil has always been a liar. Even though, the light delayed me to 9am. I still went. I found a bike and told him to take me to RCCG. The bike man took me to winners first. I said 'not here'. He took me to deeper life. I said 'not here'...it was a continuous thing and I was wondering if I shouldn't have just stayed in my house.
I got tired of moving round and asked that he dropped me off at one church. The name of the church, too long to remember. I didn't even bother reading it. I entered and sat down. I think I was quite early because they were still praising. I joined.
Then it was time for the testimony. It was one of those churches were testimonies are shared like novels. They start from a week, or month, or year before they got their miracle and slowly take us through the entire process of achieving the miracle. Just for better understanding. By the time the third person started talking, it was noon. I knew I had to get the hell out of there before I collapse. I had not eaten. Plus, I was bored out of my mind. By 12.30pm, I couldn't hold it anymore. I carried my bible and dashed out of the church. I even thought someone would follow me, since I was the only person that stood up as a first time worshipper. I had already planned the epic reply I would give in my head.
I wouldn't have cared so much if everybody in the church was giving a testimony, as long as it's a short one. But then, I man who had survived a heart surgery...just one testimony was taking the entire time. He talked, his wife talked, his children talked, as the pastor's wife was talking, that was when I left.

By next Sunday, I sat at home and watched movies. I was scared, I might experience something crazier.

Then, I tried a very popular Pentecostal church. The biggest in Langtang. I know they are time conscious, so I didn't have a problem going. I got dressed and went to the church. It was okay and I didn't have any issue with them. I went again the next Sunday and the preaching was similar to the previous. I went again. And I realized that the preachings follow a pattern. I could predict what the pastor would say next Sunday. I am one that gets social anxiety issue...although, mild and controlled. So, when I leave my house for a reason, I expect it to be worth it. I can't be summoning courage every Sunday to leave my house for church only to hear about ' God blessing my business, my family, marital blessing and fruit of the womb '. I already know those things na...after all those are God's promises and they never fail. I stopped for two weeks and returned again...guess what. It was the same thing, with different bible passages. And usually unrelated topics. But they always end in 'marital blessings and business successes'.

The only reason I didn't go to the Anglican church, which is my actual church. Is because they own the school where I teach and they deducted two hundred naira from my salary for church dues. When I wasn't even going there yet. I was scared that they might deduct more If I went there.

Although, I wasn't a totally religious and spiritual person. I love to act right and follow the scriptures as keenly as I can. Especially in my dealings with other people. Not going to church never stopped me from reading my bible or praying or doing good. I just didn't enjoy going to church...mostly because of my anxiety.
I later made friends with a corper (Emmy). He was interested in my spiritual life. He always told me God has a purpose for me. He made me to try again. And it wasn't all that bad. I was attending church and I really wanted that purpose of God to be fulfilled in my life. But, I wasn't all in yet before he passed out. And although, I know how very important the church is to a persons spiritual growth. I just feel that I might grow in other way. Because, I honestly find the routine of going to church every Sunday or Monday or any day tiring.


For this piece, I'd like your suggestions on how I might find going to church enjoyable. You could also point out strong reasons why you think I should be regular in church. Other contrary views will be nice too.

LadyGoddiva :

is it two ladygoddiva that are on nairaland?

Did I just read from page 1 to page 10 on nairaland? you got me hooked....

Although I know how completely petty my subconscious can be, I try as much as possible to be better than her...Whenever she sits on that high stool of hers, checking her finely manicured nails continuously and dishing out different ideas on how I should handle situations. None of them good, by the way. I ignore a lot of evil thoughts she whip up and just try to be nice. It was because of that that I did not yank off the hair tie that I've been looking for off Andras hair. Pulling a little of her hair in the process. How can she not be talking to me, yet using my hair tie?

I went to the market on Saturday and found out that a module( it's what they measure in ) of dry pepper is now three hundred naira. I wouldn't have mind, but I already have pepper. Last year, I had bought some with Andra. We were going to share it after grinding. When I had gone to grind it, there was the infamous Christmas fuel scarcity and so I couldn't. I was in real need of pepper that day. So, when I remembered that there was a place where I could grind close to Andra's, I rushed there after confirming from her if they had fuel. The girls asked that I came later as it was windy and would make people sneeze. I couldn't wait, so I left it with Andra to grind and give me my share.
So, you should understand why I was physically furious about getting another module, when I have some just hanging in the air somewhere. That, and me being a little bit petty...although I strive with my subconscious, most times she wins. I thought about all the different ways that I can take my pepper back...after all it's the spice of life.

My school bag too has been with her. And that too is another thing my subconscious had listed out for me to take back.

Our CDS group is filled with a bunch of people who know exactly our to air their views. Nobody was allowed to ride on anybody, blunt and sharp witted were we. That always made us loud, disturbing the other CDS groups that shared the building with us.
The entire CDS group is nothing, but an avenue to suck out monies from us. Apart from the monthly dues, there are another dues for lateness, absenteeism, missing sensitization and improper dressing. It was mostly on these payments that a lot of our arguments steamed from. People complaining about not being too late because the meeting had not been adopted, or there shoe colour wasn't too obvious and should still be considered white. The NYSC jacket wasn't thick enough for the cold and it was why they wore black or red.
That always brought loud arguments, everybody throwing their opinions at others. I personally did not see any reason why I should wear white sneakers. I always just assumed that the Khaki and white should be enough for people to know that I was a corp member.

And that was why when my white sneakers got torn, I had opted to wear my fancy nude pink sneakers. They did not even let me sit down, before they all pointed out that my sneakers was the wrong colour and I should pay the agreed fine. I was prepared for it, so I did not argue with them.
But when I heard that Andra had come for the next CDS meeting wearing a white shirt with large pink floral pattern and nothing but a slippers, and nobody had asked her to pay. My subconscious sprang up her head, using her index finger to adjust her glasses. Before carefully bringing out a list of all the petty things that I could do. I regretted that I had missed CDS that day. The drama would gave been epic. First her excuse is baseless. She had forgotten her white and boots at the family house. She also said she had told the NCCF mama who's also in our CDS group, but holds no position there. Like that matters...nobody knows what will hit them. Right now I'm patiently waiting to see the drama that will take place on our next CDS meeting when I bring it up.
Now I couldn't have cared. But it is total bullshit when I have to pay for exactly the same thing she did...Andra especially. Plus, she was the one that asked for the money from me when I had wore mine. Being the treasurer and all.
Even though I would like to forget it, my pettiness will not allow me. And my subconscious will be immensely offended with me. And right now, it seems she's my only friend. I can't afford to loose her.

@ghost........are u still serving

Nice update....some friends are like that......

mosco11:
@ghost........are u still serving

yes

mosco11:
@ghost........are u still serving

yes

gh0sts:
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Babe, ride on. enjoying every bit of it. The honesty, the bluntness, the I don't bladdy care.... you're too good. And love you too.

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and so many others. Love you all

Say you love me especially. BTW, you write so well that coments or not, you gonn' make FP

gh0sts:
This feels so good! Front page, I mean. Thanks guys, especially those that started with me, inspiring me with lovely comments; Cybriz82
Olufemiwhit
Joislim
Adesina12
Yunyjoe
Missnande
Classicman202
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Slimbless
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Biadefolar
Hardeybaryor
rafa9
and so many others. Love you all

You're too gbasky. It is very impossible for anyone to come across this and not get glued to it. If I am right hit like button

Nice one op.... But wait is there no kpenshing part for this story ni...... Oya oya give us details ASAP....

awesome story i must say. met it on FP n i read thru the 10pages...twas worth it. looking forward to updates maa'm

twentyk:
Nice one op.... But wait is there no kpenshing part for this story ni...... Oya oya give us details ASAP....

This one weak me

Hahaha, I was posted to Langtang south too back in 2016 batch A stream 1.but I went to jos secretariat and changed it to pankshin. I had the fun of my life there.

GRAMMARJAMES:
If one is looking for an Observer". I'm surely one of em. I've been active on Nairaland for decades and I've NEVER commented on any posts! but seriously @Ghost, you got me so glue to my phone!! what an amazing write up u got over there.

I can really relate!! was posted to Bassa LG! jebu Bassa to be precise! I had to lie to the LI that I have asthma, so was re posted to Jos South! I'm so lucky that I served in a Gas firm in Town and was retained thereafter!! I've made up my mind that I'm gonna settle down here , probably get married to one sweet "Birom chick and have babies!!.

I'm currently enjoying this town!! J-Town is the best thing that ever happened to me!

I awaits your updates please!!

Congrats bro

Nice one op

gh0sts:
This feels so good! Front page, I mean. Thanks guys, especially those that started with me, inspiring me with lovely comments; Cybriz82
Olufemiwhit
Joislim
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bimberry1307
MCEgbuna
itzmarvyx
Biadefolar
Hardeybaryor
rafa9
and so many others. Love you all

gh0sts .... you're cool, gonna meet you some day

ClassicMan202:


gh0sts .... you're cool, gonna meet you some day

classicman abeg, make e be only meeting o, this gh0sts is mine o