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debayun: Oga flow ewo ni gbogbo eleyi sin haha eti gbagbe rule
nos 21 ni haha e den so ibo lataro e jeka gboran mo kan wo screen bi
enipe mo n ka kewu. Otito pelu gbogbo ibo ti e n so jo haba abi e fe kin sepe ni
Emajekinbinu oooo

I hope I did nt derail sha

oga ma shekpe si wa oh, e ni suru, ema bi nu...totan ni ko da.
sugbon iwo no nso ede yin, talo kigbe fun yin?

just enjoy the flow, and pay me if you want ibo interpretations
loving this language thread.


still i flow

[quote author=Larry-Sun]Really Strong As The Wind. *Backing Off*[/quote]

[quote author=Larry-Sun]Girls, Free The Guy Na! [/quote]i never even talk about the write up itself and you are like this, if i con critic the write up, my blunt way enh, oga na smoke go blow off your head


criticism will make him better, don't be too 'pamperrish'

okay seen the paragraph changes, but one other tiny request. it would be better if you also separated the dialogue from the narration, though tasking but rewarding.

and that female neighbour is a lesbian not a gay.

Rap maestro: ofcourse there is but it won't appear paragraphed if viewed on a system. U get?

oya throw that one away and get the Nokia Asha 201 quick quick

Rap maestro: oh! Is she a born again now abi who transformed her like a transformer?

born again Christian

flow1759: I know am suppose to inbox her if i want her, but i don't want her na.


No worry, i know wetin i dey do with the so called "literature gaint" of Nairaland known as Ishilove.

oga na vex or broken heart things

Ishi, wetin u do this bros here



o ne be akwa-imobi (crying deep from the heart)

[quote author=emma_best2000]Ishi don't worry they never insult u[/quote]that's in the other sense of it

Rap maestro: should i laff to dis

did you see my teeth
why not discover how to paragraph with your phone, am sure there's a way to paragraph in every phone

story that touches the heart
biko let me have fun

Fishoy: u'v come wit ur sneaky slf ba....i like d new u sah*winks*

the new me is boriiiiing jó

uhm, well you got the flair and the dexterity for writing,
i love all the allusions you make, superb!


but you gotta learn to space, so as to create eye comfort, those are the kind of story that catch people fancy here on nl.

put it inpractice okay, you are on your way to the top

flow1759: Hahahahahahaha. I remember you nwanne.

Hapu ndi O''femmanu. Asusu ha di ha mkpa too much. O wu maka a kurum
okwu di na asusu ha, ka ha choro erim ka Akpu na ofe Egusi.

Ema, onwe nde wu nwata 18years no ebea.

Maka ihe Ishilove, e di sure m'obu photo ya ka o gi wee mee profile
picture? O wu na o wu photo ya, nwa a na akpo Ishilove mmara ezigbote
mma di ka Tonto Dike. O wu asaa mpete.

Eziokwum neene i likeerim ya. But, e mana umunwa wu ezibote wahala. Ihem
ncho kita wu nwanyi n'ga lu.

Ishilove wu onye mpopo. Anaghim a likee onye mpopo.

And o wu onye Edo state. Nde Edo wu nde ogwu.



STILL I FLOW.

gibberish ibo
didn't know Ishi was from Edo too


*gets popcorn* following like snail

Rap maestro: i am using a phone, no matter how hard i try to
paragraph on phone, it won't. That's why i represented my paragraph with
__ . Thanks

really even if you're using Nokia 3310

ekaromail: LOOOOLZ @repogirl ma, I understand dat nepa can be a
thorough hole in the ... but dat 1 no mean no update o!

@Princessa, I
dey wait update for ur thread, you day here dey find update for repo
blog. lolz. by the way, when you wan start ur own blog?

am thinking of that blog thing, but i am of the idea that it needs desktop computer to operate, or am i wrong

oyestephen: Ultimate search 8; the search for the lost sino...1st price...actually
no reward before princessa reminds me of my 1 million naira debt

don't let it skip ur mind

oga sino....welcome

mumz...

Rap maestro: Can't I say Hi? No ulterior motive though

okay hi

[quote author=Mynd_44]I would hold you to your promise....even though I had no intention of banning y'all before[/quote]

[quote author=Mynd_44]Now I am banning the both of you for derailling[/quote]iyanga dey sleep trouble go wake am it has do oga oh, i promise it wont happen again

see wicked girls oh!
bren, you no go kill person


#that's all I've got for now#


and for the hidden posts, not too worry bren, nothing big happened, it was a request i made.


and misonas, abeg am in the market for both publishers and agents

thanks guys, am gonna continue with the story later, patience is all me needs.

Jide was far from done. 'you proclaim
yourself a wife, yet this is when you arrive since morning you left...' he continued.

Daisy just stood there like a statue. She was nolonger paying attention to his ramblings. What the hell had gotten into him? She wondered. This was actually the longest he had ever spoken to her, and when did she start owing him an explanation for her actions? Daisy's anger was fast
rising. But Since she didn't trust her voice to utter perfectly the way she felt, she'd just let this pass.

Her mind set, she started walking away.

'...did you not hear what i said, am hungry and i don't eat late but
obviously whomever graced your day is more important...' Jide was
standing up now. Anger shaking his form.

'food' Daisy cut in unbelievably. Here she was thinking that there was more to his strange behaviour this night, and here he was whining about food!

'...yes food, since that's the only wifely duties your little pretty
head can come up with as the need of a husband, then get me my dinner. Or what happened? you've forgotten to drop it on the dining as usual and hide...'

'oh stop already! food you want, food you will get!' Daisy shouted,
surprised at her boldness, Flung her handbag on the closest settee and dashed to the kitchen.

Jide grinned and slumped back on the settee. They'd actually had their first Fight, he thought conceited. Maybe not your normal couple fight,
but given the circumstance, this was a start. Jide stretched his legs,
the grin still plastered on his face.

'oh God!' came Daisy's sudden shout from the kitchen.

Jide grinned harder, almost denting his handsome face. Daisy must have discovered the state of her kitchen and soup he thought smiling.

'bless the boys!' he said. For once, he was glad they came. It served
her right too, leaving her home to go frolic around 'God knows where' doing 'God knows what'. His dinner was what he wanted now and he didn't
care how it would manifest. What a day to start working towards building a family. He thought.

Daisy wasn't finding it funny in the kitchen, the whole place was a
mess; like a football team had ransacked her kitchen, plates and pots laid carelessly around, the semovita had stuck hard to them, the tiles were covered in white, and oh no! Not her juice too! Empty packs of
it laid about.

She moved slowly to where it laid, to ascertain if they had even left a
cup for her. Luckily some packs remained.

Daisy sighed and went back to the cooking platform, she had decided to fry plantain for Jide. She had earlier planned to cook rice when she returned but going by the present situation, there was no way she would stress herself. Thankfully the stew had survived the rampage, too bad
for the soup. She sighed again.

'show me your friends and i will tell you who you are' Daisy muttered under her breath as she got busy on the plantain.

Minutes later, she set the last plate containing fried eggs on the
dining. She was looking a mess, white particles perched conspicuously on all parts of her body, Daisy was really pissed. Too angry even to analyse the events of the last hour.

She looked towards the parlour, Jide was sprawled on the settee again, either sleeping or pretending to, she wasn't sure and didn't care.

She just needed a means to get his attention. She shifted one of the dining chair noisily and that did the trick, for Jide rose up.

Daisy then walked slowly to where her bag laid, picked it up and made for her room without a second glance Jide's way.

'and where do you think you are going?' Jide asked. He was on his way to the dining. It was more out of something to say than that it was a required question. Even he knew where she was headed.

Daisy rolled her eyes and shook her head exasperated. He's gotta be kidding me. She thought still moving.

'am sure i asked a question' Jide pushed further.

'where else do you think am going?' she returned curtly and disappeared through the door leading to the hallway, muttering angrily under her breath.

Jide smiled mischievously. He had just wanted to hear her speak to him, nothing more. Infact this was the start to more conversing and bickering to come.
Feeling unusually happy with himself, he settled to his meal.

Daisy once in her room went straight to the showers. She was damn pissed at Jide and his good for nothing friends. It was only later on her bed that she went over and analyzed the events that transpired that night. Jide was acting up real strange and funny, but she was glad that she had held her turf better than she would have, months ago. She appreciated fully the presence of her friend. It was like a catalyst nudging her up from her deplorable and fast-sinking existence.

'Thank you Bree' she said quietly and let the sweet embrace of sleep take over her tired being. Tomorrow was now a day to look forward to.

*********

Chapter 10
Jide paced around the parlour impatiently, his eyes darting at the clock, every now and then and his impatience increasing with every tick of the clock. The time was 7:10pm.

His mind wandered back to the afternoon he had spent with his friends. They had eventually left around three, but not without leaving a messy kitchen and Parlour, in their wake.

The guys, after all the banter and argument over sports, girls, cars and all other guy's talk, had rummaged the kitchen looking for something to eat when they felt pangs of hunger.

Dele had been the first to complain of hunger, and Soon, all four had marched to the kitchen to fix up something for themselves. The soup
Daisy had prepared yesterday had been the most hit. It was now cooling off in the freezer with almost half of its content gone. Ade had been the super chef of the day.

Even now, remnant of Semovita flour still littered the floor, dirty pots and dishes awaited whomever was in charge of domestic works, Okon or
Daisy, Jide didn't care, infact, given the fact that today was Saturday
and Okon would be nowhere near the house, the onerous task rested on Daisy. Served her right anyways, Jide had mused.

But then, that was actually the least of his problems. Where was Daisy, his supposed 'beloveth wife'? Was this how she behaved and had been
pretending otherwise since? Leaving her 'matrimonial' home to go on an undisclosed spree? Without a word or glance his way? Who did she even
think she was? Making him all angry and jittery with worries over her?
And why did he even care? These and other questions raced through Jide's pacing form.

Months ago, and he wouldn't have bated an eyelid, infact he had even wished she would oneday quietly carry her self, baggage and other personal effects and simply vanish into thin air. He would have compensated her with the television and decoder if she wanted. As long
as she took her imposed self out of his face.

Then also, he had frowned, when he learnt that she sat home all day doing God knows what, courtesy of Adamu, who supplied unsolicited information. But Now he wished she stayed home.

'Everybody's damn so messed up in this house' he spat bitterly and
slumped onto the settee. His eyes travelling back to the clock. It was
7:30 now.

Jide rolled his eyes and gave up a sigh, his rumbling stomach wasn't
making things any better. Soon he dozed off.

*****
Daisy smiled cheerfully at the bent form of Adamu as he curtised before her.

'hi' she said and walked on. That man was something else she thought amused.

Today had been spectacular, she was so happy to finally see Brenda. From the Airport they had driven to her family house in Ikoyi, then the fun
party had moved to interesting places lagos had to offer. Emeka,
Brenda's brother had been the tour guide.

Brenda had been excited to be back in the country, while she had been excited to finally see her friend, so they'd drove around, hardly noticing that the time was far spent. There was nothing to come back to
at home anyways.

Daisy's heart missed a beat, few steps ahead when she saw Jide's Blue
Sedan car parked in the compound. It meant he was around. She had not
counted on him being home when she came back. Suddenly, She felt that
old fear creep up again, immediately she pushed it away. She had done
nothing bad whatsoever, so what was up with the feeling of fright? She
chastised herself.

Yet walking further, Daisy still felt uneasy. Silently, she wished Emeka
had not insisted on driving Brenda back home after they dropped her at
the gate. She sure needed the strength of her presence now.

What was it about this man that turned her jelly with fright and
unexplainable emotions. Daisy wondered angrily. And after a minute
hesitation at the door, she said a silent prayer, braced up for whatever was to come and pushed open the door.

The disarray of the parlor greeted Daisy before she noticed the sleeping form of Jide crouched on the settee. Her eyes travelled to the clock, the time was 8:20pm, Daisy sighed. She had not been aware that the time was far spent.

Daisy resorted into tiptoe as she passed Jide to her room but a sound from him halted her. He was turning on his sides then.

When she heard nothing afterwards, Daisy resumed her slow and steady step only to be halted again by his voice.

'what do you think you're doing?' he asked sitting up.

Daisy said nothing, her eyes darting at all corners except on him. She felt foolis.h. Was that question even for her?

'I don't think am invincible, neither should you think you are, what says your time now?' he asked angrily.

Daisy eyes went back to the clock, she thought herself foolish, for she'd checked it before.

[quote author=Mynd_44]**sighs**

You derailed your own thread and you come? Please send a link and tell
me which posts down I should hide. I might just end up hiding everything there[/quote]thank you, that one don do

its on page 13 instead....

[quote author=Mazi_Omenuko]^ ^ so, which is the real you? The old or new? The old you was very easy to
ignore, that's why I liked it. This new you is too soft and endearing.[/quote]don't get it twisted, i ain't soft and endearing...

both temperament are mine, problem's that they are always in conflict.

hello mynd,
please could you help me hide some post on my thread. its a chitchat between me and HOG, its on the 12th page.

thanks

[quote author=Mazi_Omenuko]Awww. . .are you getting soft and sober over me already? I like the old you better.

Anyway, I'd really love to hear that story about your first time. Do you
mind sharing it with us when I start the Legend of the fvckeers thread?

I just might change my mind about you if you oblige.[/quote]even i missed the old me, but i make more enemies than friends so i just had to chill

but i can make an exception with you


and for the anecdote, sorry but experience they say is the best teacher, got nothing to tell

[quote author=Mazi_Omenuko]Were you guys fighting over my pix? Damn! I'm
pulling it down and replacing it with a Silhouette [/quote]oh what page is the picture


inbetween, you are forming levels for me na, as per age or riches enh? uncle Mazi.

anyway the young shall grow

repogirl abeg, when chapter 6 won ready na, am dying of anxiety