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[quote author=Onyenna post=41870943][/quote]lmao.... noted

Onijagidijagan:
Why is it more yorubas fighting this bokoharram sect all d time. Are there no hausa, igbo, fulani e.t.c in this country?

Anytime a name of soldiers appears in the news tend to be frm kogi, kwara or south west.

let d northerners do d fighting demselves besides those insurgents are still the northerners...

may his soul rip

I thought he killed u sef... just common dumping and you're ranting... what happened was LIFE!

uncleck:
Hmm! Boss why na

lol....

kk

Naijasinglegirl:
A friend spoke to her mum concerning my unemployed status and the mum promised to look into my matter.
Recently, she called one evening to inform me her mum asked that I come to her office the following day with my résumé and two passport photographs. My friend also said, “Please dress very well. You know my mum can worry,”
After ransacking my wardrobe in search of the perfect office wear, I sighed in exasperation when I stood in front of a mirror.
You see, I have been indoors for a while and at ease, rocking ‘didi’ in my natural hair since I’ve had nowhere important to go. My didi makes me look like a 15 year old and there is no way I want to look like a 15 year old when I’m out to look for my Chevron job. I quickly loosened my hair and all I was left with was a confused looking afro.
I had discarded the last of my worn-out wigs some weeks back and I was completely disoriented on what to with my hair as I had only a night to get ready. I proceeded to do what they call twistouts, my first twistouts as a naturalista before going to bed.

Next morning, after getting dressed, my heart was pounding wildly as I unravelled my twists. I don’t have the right words to describe how my hair looked when I was done. I was tempted to compare it with twistouts photos on Instagram but I held on to the conviction that what you don’t know won’t kill you and the only way I could get away with the thing on my head was to rock it with an arrogant confidence.

As I walked out of my estate, a white infinity with slightly tinted windows pulled up at a sharp bend beside me and a male voice said,”Hello, excuse me.”
Thinking Mr Right has finally found me, I stopped only for the guy to say a woman hawking bread is coming that I should please wait and help her offload her bread when she comes. Truly, there was a woman hurrying towards his car with agege bread on her head but when I peeped into the vehicle, there was a lady wearing a long Brazilian hair, his girlfriend maybe, fiddling with a Samsung phone.
She didn’t even raise her head to say good morning to a single girl. I was so infuriated!

“You think you people are the only ones that feel like eating agege bread? Is it because I am not wearing human hair that’s why you can’t tell her to get down to help the bread lady or both of you don’t have two hands. Rubbish!” I said.
The guy stared dumbfounded as I walked away.

In the bus to Obalende, I sat on the middle of the second row and eyed everybody behind who stared at my hair from the mirrors. The conductor with his unhealthy mohawk dreads said “Fine girl, this your hairstyle resemble my own.”
“God forbid bad thing.” I cursed.

As I pulled out my wallet to pay my fare, it dawned on me I had no passport. Luckily, I located a small photograph studio by the bus stop at Obalende. The operator, after promising me he was the next best thing after Kelechi Amadi Obi took me the most ugly set of photographs. I know passports are naturally ugly but the ugliness of my photo on the computer screen was beyond comprehension. When I complained as he was about printing them, he said, “But na your hair make it dey so. I snap wetin I see.”
I just pretended to answer a fake phone call and sneaked out of the building so I wouldn’t pay.

On arriving the office, my friend’s mum handed me an address of a recruitment agency in Broad Street and said the manager was her friend, that I drop my CV with her. Then she said “My dear, this your hair sef. I hope she judges your appearance based on what she sees on your passport.”
That was when I told her I forgot my passport. She said I am an unserious person. Then she took out a turban from her bag and I thought she wanted to give it to me but she shocked me by taking off the horrible looking foul nyash wig from her head and replacing it with a turban.
“Wear this wig to take a passport and make sure you bring it back to me on your way from Broad street.” she said. I put the wig in my bag with the promise to wear it once I get to the studio.

My high point of the day came when I was about crossing a road to take a keke. An afro-naturalista at the backseat of a passing vehicle screamed, “I LOVE YOUR HAIR, GIRL.”
When I heard that, my confidence was restored and I resolved not to wear the wig.

I found a 2-min photography booth at Broad Street. This one was run by a lady. I got seated and was reapplying my powder peacefully when the lady came close to me with her cheap camera and a small tooth comb. She told me to bend my head.
“Meaning what? Who sent you to comb my twistouts?” I shouted. “Don’t you know this is the style? Do you know how many people have told me I LOVE YOUR HAIR?”
“Ejo e ma binu. It’s for your own good.” she said as she withdrew.
“Thank you but it’s not your head! Just do the work I’m paying you for please.” I said.
I got my very ugly passports and went to the recruitment office.

The recruitment agent, a soft spoken lady, refused to take her eyes off my hair as she asked me series of questions, based on the information on my CV. When the interview was finally over, she said, ”You are smart but my major concern in recommending you to a potential employer is this your hair. I’m going to call you back in a few weeks for another assessment. Please try to make your hair then. I know money is hard to come by when you have no job but if you can’t afford that, you can even go natural. I heard that’s what is in vogue.”

But I thought my hair is natural?


http://naijasinglegirl.com/i-wore-my-natural-hair-to-look-for-a-job-and-this-is-what-happened/

picture of the hair or forget it

God bless her God bless medical science

iIRANULISTIC IRANU

a nairalander will now type

END TIME WIFE

why will IRANU-LIKE things be flooding FP this bright morning?
I've posted reasonable things under family and education yet it's still waiting for FP like its waiting for America visa...

lilkudos:
"uncle leave me oh what of auntu Cynthia and aunty precious" now u want to marry me. lol very funny

you can imagine.. a friend of mine (girl) was dancing to shakira - (hips don't lie) then, and her mum bumped in on her twisting and trying to break her waist or something.. #lolzz and she was banned form dancing to any sorta music.. #lolzz.. i don't even think she knows how to move at all when the music is on... #ion think she has kissed a guy before nor the other one ... the fear is still in her... lolzzzz.. buh now that she's all grown... i can't vouch for her... ..

at least the point is to teach them ... (especially girls) to know what's right and wrong.. then if they grow up.. they can now make decisions on their own.

that why they've chooses the wrong things in life back to back From bleaching to BABYMAMAISM to telemundoing to living fake lives yet some parents nuh send oh...

lilkudos:
shilo 2020... only 4 years to go now.. you think 4 years is enough... things are getting bad.. ah swear, even kids of nowadays .. you can watch them do their dirty dance and trash talks, a 7 year old girl... asking me .. if i have a girlfriend.. with all boldness.. wonder what's next?
can you kiss?

that's the height of it,,, movies and what we see...

believe me a lot is going down soon... except if God pardons our sins and saves us all...

Lol @do u have a gf.
so gone are those days when kids feel shy and run away when a family friend calls you my wife and tells u I'LL marry u....

hehehe try it now the kids will tell u "uncle leave me oh what of auntu Cynthia and aunty precious" now u want to marry me. lol

one reason I'm not a television watcher is d fact dat i dint grow up with one not that my parents couldn't afford it but they seized it frequently. and watching from our neighbours was a NO NO. my point is that watching television died a long time ago so its sth that will have to try harder to lure me. is not like I'm busy reading or sth but from upbringing we were warned... kids will tell u names of films and actors... to think that some watch it with their parents shocks the hell outta me.

pixtuk:
even if it is removed it wouldn't stop any thing because most of our surnames are tribal names!




But why is there so much height difference between presido and his vice?

more wisdom I pray for u
it won't even stop us from having our villages which makes us associated to a tribe...
them wan turn us to OYINBO...

Kelklein:
Man was told to solve this moral Dilemma in a Job Interview. His answer is genius.


Question:

You are driving along in your car on a wild, stormy night. You pass by a bus stop, and you see three people waiting for the bus.

1. An old lady who looks as if she is about to die.

2. An old friend who once saved your life.

3. The perfect woman (or) man you have been dreaming about.

Which one would you choose to offer a ride to, knowing that there could only be one passenger in your car?




Think before you continue reading. This is a moral/ethical dilemma that was once actually used as a part of a job application.

You could pick up the old lady, because she is going to die, and thus you should save her first; or you could take the old friend because he once saved your life, and this would be the perfect chance to pay him back. However, you may never be able to find your perfect dream lover again.


The candidate who was hired (out of 200 applicants) had no trouble coming up with his answer. I love this. I might actually use it sometimes for an interview situation.

He simply answered: "I would give the car keys to my old friend, and let him take the old lady to the hospital. I would stay behind and wait for the bus with the woman of my dream".

Never forget to "Think Outside of the Box"

cc: lalasticlala

that friend that saved me.

the old mama has lived her life.
dream man ko reality woman nj

RadicallyBlunt:
"Brake up" abi "break up". Its not real. Those couples are american negros not naija. Who go write dat kind thing 4 here

don't mind dem... and they forgot to proofread

Drabeey:
Meaning?

good for her

lilkudos:
Honestly you got a point.. And that's why they want so much from guys.. Thinking that everything is a movie.. Even those that cast those movies knows best.. Life isn't as simple as that.. Love is hard!!! Not like bed of roses.. And our culture ain't the same with theirs..

#a friend of mine.. (Girl) told me she won't give her kids native names.. Only foreign names like all those Korean names... #lolzz.. #silly girl I said.. #sorry for your husby..

as she said it n.a. so e be oh... one said d guy wey go marry her must own a house n must be driving a neat jeep not Lexus r300 & co... I laughed in WAZOBIA... THAT'S THE POINT they expect so much from men and can't even give a lil... I hope after shilo 2020 they'll be wiser

xMrPx:
Lolz' " d qualities are far better than our Local so called new clothes... we will get there.

that's it. cant one do sth and be proud of it... u buy a shirt today the button falls today, armpit tears tomorrow.. they'll sew rubbish and pick a label "&G".. lmao I can't laff

xMrPx:
trust 9jarians'. U can always get it to buy' just might be more expensive

now that's d issue... smuggling it into ur hands will cost u from d custom office so they'll inflate the price too... naija toh badt

open air witchcraft...
see geese o! "before I witch you"

xMrPx:
Dem for ban human being join am nau'''. Whatever profits the Poor in 9ja is prohibited'. Such is life

example selling second handed clothes! !@ oh no..

I patronize them alot... RIP OKRIKA.

ObiOmaMu:
Sophie Momodu and her babydaddy Davido have finally reconciled. And as proof this time, here's a photo of Sophie with baby Imade in Davido's father's house. It was shared online by Dele Momodu.



https://www.instagram.com/p/BAWL7rsQ8hC/

baby Imade be like ah this drug addict is here or is it bcoz I can't talk to tell d truth?

Demmocrats:
So Op am trying to understand, Jim married her early 80s so lets assume her age then was 22 years in 1982 (early 80s) so by my calculation she is 56 years old this year 2016. OP please that lady in that picture looks 34 years of age

good maintenance and healthy living...

holusormi:
You will marry me, yes ?? !!

nah! I've already said " I do"

lateefx:
I like you for this.

I like u too Meehn. Igbo peeps will say "Ihe n'enweghi isi n'odu"
meaning a useless thing..... it makes ladies see life differently and act fake... building a castle in d air

JUHABACH:
one man's trash.........

that's d point... its my trash and prolly others fantasy

lilkudos:
I think I found a girlfriend after 15 years of search.. Someone who doesn't live in fantasies..

#like you bae... #real world

lol... Igbo peeps will say "Ihe n'enweghi isi n'odu"
meaning a useless thing..... it makes ladies see life differently and act fake... building a castle in d air

that trash doesn't move me...

sugarbelly:
The beautiful Ghanaian shared the beautiful bathroom selfie on her IG page. She's so looking like a doll

She captioned it;

Shhhhh......it ain't wat ppl call u, it's wat u answer to.

Source: https://www.instagram.com/p/BASMAYCTesN/?taken-by=iamnadiabuari

lalasticlala, ishilove, ijebabe

a babymama