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emmanuel596:
how comes he fell and fainted without tearing the check

It is called CHEQUE! AHN ahn, una jst wan purge pesin wit useless grammatical blunders

Lukmann1:
congratulation, i am expected mine soon.

Ori iya mi OOoOo watta gunshot!

Princeadonis
Ondo state university of science and technology, okitipupa, Ondo state
Biochemistry
2015/2016
Oyo, Edo, Kwara, Kano

HARDDON:
On a windy winter, Like a lovely bird she perched with an elegant gait / sat sad on a rose reed on my porch

For a brief moment, i was transfixed. N i observed her. Wat pain. Wat cold

Wit compassion i moved gently towards it
She, lifting up her up eyes startled
Making to leap into d air n be gone from dis rude intrusion into her silent tots, her loud wails

The love in my voice weaked her wings
A tear rolled down her cheeks
Gently, wit words of assurance n tender care , i cupped her cheeks stroking it gently............

Impressive!

Divay22:
Circle of life

indeed it is!

ellacute45:
Ehya
Hope you find someone better this coming year

lols...I hope so...probably @ NYSC...lols...Jst kidding though....i jst wanna take tinz slow...Thanks a million

ellacute45:
Nice piece



This part is so true

U knw wen my ex started acting up, it didn't dawn on me so quick dat she was seeing someone else..I trusted her so bad! I stil nurse d pains even after months

stainlink:
We are in the same shoes. Mine got married 3rd of this month.

Eeeya...Too bad.....She has only left u wit d choice of finding a beta woman

thePretender:
Its the circle of life, don't take it personal

life isn't jst fair

eezeribe:
OK

hmmm

FreeSpirited:
Back then it was a bitter pill....though it is always a reality. We only see the reality when we make it or when we are of age.

I knw hw bad it is

slimthugchimee:
people never wait to choose tge right partner in a relationship and when they have an arrow straight to their chest the come here to spew gibbrish to us...



anyway, its all none of my business

So dat is all u see? U need to grow up gal!

stainlink:
Great piece, seem you are talking to me

I wrote it wit bitterness of d hrt; I lost my girlfrnd whom i love so much to an ancestor only because he's ready for marriage and i jst graduated

The most difficult time to be in a relationship as a guy is in your early twenties.
The period when you are stuck in a limbo, trying to figure out yourself and who you want to be.
At this age, you find it a herculean task asking money from your parents, considering your dad will always remind you of how he was self sufficient at your age.
So you are always left with "Nkechiyere" anyone that comes from them willingly.
To compound your "woes". You have a girlfriend whom you love so muchh, you are 24 and she is 23.
And guys being wired to want to take control, you are frustrated at your inability to take care of her like you want to.
I mean where is the money??
You are still jobless, still hustling, still finding your feet.
Still putting hands intomany things hoping plus smiles on you.
All of a sudden, she starts acting out and showing attitude.
You call, and she takes forever to pick or return your calls.
When she finally does pick, the call is like an interview session with those annoying and frustrating one word replies.
Yes, no, fine, okay, nothing.
Then finally she ends the call with a flimsy excuse like " wait let me close the fridge", i will call you back. And the call never comes back.
Then one day she calls you and askes you "where is this relationship heading to?.
You dont even know where your own life is heading to, not to talk of a relationship.
Then she drops the bombshell. Tells you that she met a guy who wants to marry her.
And how age isnt on her side, and you are almost compelled to scream "But you are just 23". Can't you wait 3 more years let me make it.
You just hold yourself and play the good guy
You ask her if she loves him, she dodges the question and replies you with " He treats me well".
Well since she wasn't informing you to take permission, she was simply telling you.
You have to be the cool guy and wish her well.
One week later, she gives you the traditional wedding card. And then you do the math yourself.
She was talking to the guy a long time before now.
Then you realise that for every "K" you got on WhatsApp, the guy was getting a long epistle.
You have been played.
Worse is you cant even blame her, you are just a prospect who no one knows what will become of your life in 4years time.
Would you have made it or not?
She has gone for the real deal, someone who has already made it.
In footballing terms, you are a "Anthony Martial" ( prospect) while the guy is a Messi ( has made it already).
I mean you were sending her cards of N200, and the guy was telling her to manage 10k for the weekend.
No comparison there.
And then you go through that silent heartbreak guys go through, the ones they don't talk about.
And unceremoniously you get inducted into the special hall of fame where members are young guys whose childhood loves and friends or girlfriends they thought they would end up with left them to marry someone else.
Your heart is broken into smithereens.
In this hall of fame, you are all victims. Victims of not having found your path in your early twenties.
At the wedding, no sight is more heartbreaking than seeing "the love of your life" say "I do" to this guy she just met 6 months ago.
To make matters worse, you get an alert from Diamond bank telling you how N13 have been deducted for bank charges. You are mad.
Your N4000, is down to N3987 rendering that N1k useless, you can only withdraw N3k now.
And that's your home and abroad.
Can life be more unfair at this moment?
6 years later. You are 30 now. Congratulations, you finally made it. You are as rich as you hoped you will become.
You are one of the happening guys in town.
You go to a wedding. With your friends, the men on suit. Those guys that just intimidate everyone in the hall.
You are seated scouting the hall, and the bridal train passes by.
Ofcourse, bridal train and ashoebi ladies always show themselves. That's part of the job description. Sampling.
And you spot one, she is beautiful, elegant and tall.
You walk up to her, chat her up. Exchange numbers and you leave.
She is 24, ripe for marriage.
Three months later, you are sounding marriage to her ears. She loves how it sounds.
You are on chat with her always.
And somewhere else, a 25year old boy still finding his way is wondering why the girlfriend is becoming distant these days.
Why is he getting those one worded replies which is unlike her.
Why do there chats seem more like interview.
And fast fast, you have proposed and simultaneously she is asking the 25year old boy that question of
"Where is this relationship going to".
And then you marry her, and somewhere a boy gets heart broken.
You see we are always going to do this to ourselves.
#IamPrinceAdonis
cc: lalasticlala mynd44

OMG! Don't even knw wat to type

If cellulase is present in sugar cane juice, what buffer is suitable for it's extraction?

Nairalanders, I hope u all had a great day! What are the assignments of a biochemist in an oil industry?

My able nairalanders, I just want to confirm if soursop is out. I need it for my project.
Cc: Lalasticlala

In my experience, there isn’t any magical
antidote for that immediate, pressing sensation
of grief, but these simple steps will make it all a
bit easier to swallow.
1. Know you’re not alone.
When my girlfriend dumped me, I turned to the
Internet to read about break-ups. What I found
were countless stories of people who had
suffered precisely what I had. Reading those
stories was therapeutic because I no longer felt
so helpless or worthless.
I felt connected to the billions of other people
who’d felt equally awful. I gained respect for my
ancestors and my contemporaries, for the
strength of the human race. I started to have
faith that I too could find the resilience to
survive and reconstruct my world.
2. Take it one day at a time.
Or, heck, one breath at a time. One moment at a
time. When I was down and defeated, I couldn’t
imagine how in the world I was going
to survive , let alone do all the work that I knew
was coming.
Thinking about the future was entirely
overwhelming. I couldn’t do it. Instead, I just
concentrated on single days.
The present was painful, but I stayed there. I
stayed with the pain as it ebbed and flowed
through the days. And the days crept by, each
one a small victory.
3. Reach out.
Internet stories can be wonderful, but it’s your
loved ones who will be a godsend in times of
grief. Don’t hesitate to contact your friends and
family immediately when something tragic has
occurred. This is why we’re here—for supporting
one another, or as Ram Dass says, “walking each
other home.”
I remember calling my mom, dad, and several of
my friends shortly after my break-up. They
couldn’t make the pain go away, but they
listened and said what they could.
I knew I was cared for. I knew they were
concerned. Feeling that love reminded me that I
wasn’t worthless. I was still the same me.
4. Create.
After she told me the bad news, I felt an
eruption of emotion that was unlike anything I’ve
ever felt. There was just so much of it. I needed
to let it out somehow, so I wrote.
Writing was a rock, something that had been
there before and was still there, something I
could turn to. I wrote poetry and letters and
stories. Translating the experience into art was a
type of catharsis.
It was a way to channel the energies, to release
them, to cleanse myself. Whether it’s painting,
singing, dancing, drawing, or sculpting, perhaps
you will find solace in an art form as well.
5. Find comfort in music.
After the split, I remember sitting in an airport,
listening to “Hailie’s Song” by Eminem, crying
quietly to myself as oblivious people walked by.
Sure, that’s a sad image, but it also felt good to
let it out. It was part of my healing process .
Music was another constant, something that
wouldn’t let me down. I think I probably listened
to every sad song I’d ever heard. It wasn’t a way
to feel sorry for myself (okay, maybe a little) as
much as another means of knowing I wasn’t
alone.
It was a way of feeling more poignantly the pain
in the songs and lyrics of others, a way of
empathizing with them and knowing they
understood how I felt too.
6. Maintain your normal routine.
This was perhaps the hardest thing to do after
what happened—return to my routine. Honestly, I
felt like locking myself in a dark room with ten
pounds of ice cream and sucking my thumb for
the next few months. It didn’t seem possible to
return to my day-to-day life.
But I did, and after a while, I realized that it was
my routine that was renewing my sense of
purpose. Actually doing things took my mind off
of the hole in my chest and reminded me of my
value.
7. Believe.
It takes a certain measure of faith to fall into a
black hole of pain, grope around aimlessly for a
while, and eventually emerge. My situation felt
devoid of anything positive. It seemed like there
was nothing to hang my hat on.
But somewhere, deep within me, I managed to
find the courage to believe that things would be
better again. I believed that life would not
forsake me.
I believed I could weather the storm, and after a
few months, the horizon didn’t look so bleak
anymore. I began to leave the past where it was
meant to be— behind me—and to find
satisfaction in the present.
Reflecting on Now and Then
I think about her some days. I read the letters
she wrote to me; sometimes a song reminds me
of her, and sometimes, for no good reason at all,
that face I knew so well inexplicably materializes
in my mind’s eye.
I still feel the slightest pangs of sadness, a sort
of vague wistfulness for a future that never was
with a person who was so dear to me. I imagine
her out there somewhere, living out her sunrise-
to-sunsets, and I wonder if she remembers me
too.
But then I smile, because I’m okay. I experienced
the bliss of unconditional love, and it brings me
joy to remember it. I’d never take it back, not for
anything.
I’m at peace now, with her and with what
happened, with myself and with this moment.
I hope she is too. I hope she’s happy and without
fear, smiling that beautiful smile.

I just need fellow biochemists to be here so as to discuss the way forward in biotechnology and biochemistry in general. I'm a current 500 level biochemistry student of ondo state university of science and technology, OSUSTECH. Pls how much does it cost to carry out ion exchange chromatography as an enzyme purification step?

Tyviv:
I don't think so, I know so from experience

Nt all guys are demons though...Dis should wrk 4 an average mature Nigerian man

Kurupt01:
The format is as thus
CHAPTER ONE:
Background of Study : this covers a brief introduction into the research/project . Try to hit the keywords contained in your project for example rhodanese- an enzyme that detoxifies cyanogenic glucoside you batter on enzymes, glucoside , cyanogenic etc.

Statement of problem(s) : The problem(s) your research wishes to solve . Here you'll need to state out this problem(s) their impact , disadvantages etc.

Justification: Why you're carrying out the research. You need to justify your project . You should use the statement of problem and relate it to why you wish to carry out your research.

Aim: The aim of your study . Usually in one sentence e.g the aim of this research/study is at evaluating/accessing the ........ Project title comes in.

Objective(s) : What you wish to accomplish with your research .
E.g the specific objective of this study is to determine the impact of rhodanese enzymes on .......

Scope and Limitations : not all schools use this format , my school didn't . This should state the extend and Limitations of your study.

Next you move straight to chapter three materials and methods, no need for chapter two literature review since this is a proposal.

CHAPTER THREE
Materials and Methods , use future tense here . For example if the study area is in Wuse , Abuja . The proposal will be in this format.
Study Area: The study will be conducted in Wuse , Abuja. Wuse is ..................

Sample Collection :

Sample Analysis: procedures and methods to be used . Don't forget to cite the correct authors for each method and remember in future tense.



Good luck in your endeavors

Thanks so much! I rily appreciate dis!!!

Tyviv:
Nice one Op, but nothing makes a guy stay... Even when the lady does all that is listed above and more

U tink so?

Good afternoon house, i need a format of writing a good undergraduate project proposal. I also need the help of biochemists in this forun to enlighten me more on rhodanese - an enzyme that detoxifies cyanogenic glucoside.

EHMIR:
My brother,she meant well for you.

#40 bread is now sold for #70,i cant even afford agege break and beans this days


buhari,bert why

lmao! Things wuld change 4 d best soon....Let's keep hope alive

colik:
If you say so

Ojestas:
Nothing actually shocked me as you claimed !

lols

colik:
You're welcome.
PS...If you want your relationship to last don't refer to other girls as 'Darling'.

Nah, we don't av insecurity issues at all...Thanks so much

colik:
Okay.
*Bread looks good.
*Bestie is beautiful.
*Bae is cute.

Thanks darling

My bae of life!