Rapmike's Posts
Nairaland Forum › Rapmike's Profile › Rapmike's Posts
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 ... 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 (of 127 pages)
I am a student and I plan to be a software programmer when I am ready(hopefully before February next year). How possible is it for me to be a freelance software programmer? Are there possibilities for freelance software programmers (I mean in the Nigerian Context here)? I am quite new to it all. |
I am a student and I plan to be a software programmer when I am ready(hopefully before February next year). How possible is it for me to be a freelance software programmer? Are there possibilities for freelance software programmers (I mean in the Nigerian Context here)? I am quite new to it all. |
I am a student and I plan to be a software programmer when I am ready(hopefully before February next year). How possible is it for me to be a freelance software programmer? Are there possibilities for freelance software programmers (I mean in the Nigerian Context here)? I am quite new to it all. |
Debola soon forgot about the snub, however he decided not to give her his attention any longer. Weeks passed by and Debola had got used to the activities around the campus, though running for classes each day and entering lecture rooms that are so far from each other that they could be assigned different time zones was exhausting. His solace was in the fact that it was only going to get better each session, at least that what Marcus said. One day, while he, Marcus and Oluwatobi, a bespectacled plump guy with massive hair and flabby muscles were discussing a topic on economics, his disrespectful mystery lady showed up in front of them. "Good evening, please can I speak to one of you?" "Who among us are you asking about?" Marcus asked in a curtly manner while Debola removed his nose from the question. "Him." She pointed to Debola. Debola lifted his head and looked at her suspiciously. "How can I help you?" "Please I heard that you have the chemistry handout Mr Soriyan gave out. Can I buy a copy?" "It has finished, besides you have a class representative as well. Collect it from him." "He does not have again. Please can I photocopy your own copy?" "No. Its not here with me. If that's all, I would like to return to my friends." Once Debola returned to where Marcus and Tobi were seated, Marcus dragged him towards himself. "Why are you being so obnoxious?" |
It took a week before he had a glimpse of the lady who he failed to strike a conversation with, a week in which he sorted himself and registration in all levels. Debola was attending his first class, CHM 101 with Marcus, who incidentally was in the same department with him- psychology, when he saw her rush into the lecture theatre with her colleagues, all looking prim and agile. Marcus followed his eyes as their trailed the lady before she sat down and looked back, their eyes meeting themselves for the first time that day. While Debola's eyes shifted his gaze, Marcus intensified his, forcing her to sit down. "Na the chic you dey eye be that, abi?" Marcus said in clear pidgin English. Debola just nodded his head in agreement. Before Marcus could comment further, the lecturer came and the class commenced. As soon as the class ended, Debola moved swiftly and hastily,causing discomfort to other students. "Hello miss." He started when he got to where she was. "My name is Debola." She rolled her eyes before saying Nice to meet you in a disrespectful manner. "Sorry, have I offended you by greeting you first?" He said, obviously offended by her behavior. She simply hissed and walked away, causing some students who were still smarting from his aggressive movements earlier on to laugh. As he stared at her in anger, Marcus sneaked to his back and whispered to him. "That girl is off limits." He told Debola. "How do you know? Have you asked her out before?" "Well, I do know a bit here and there." Marcus said. "For example, her father was a lecturer here until he died, she is in Medicine and she has a boyfriend." "So? I am not thinking of dating her, at least not immediately." "Don't lie to yourself, you must be thinking about her in that manner." Marcus said. "I am not naïve." "Never said you were, but I just wanted to say hello and at least get to know her as a person before anything else. She just behaved arrogantly, like she owned the world." "Hmn, well things are going on well for her, that's for sure. Let's go to the hostel, don't waste your time getting upset at a lady that doesn't care a bit about you." |
Debola on the other hand, was mentally kicking himself for not starting a conversation with her. He did not know what happened, but he found himself so stunned by her beauty that he could not speak. It did not take that long for him to forget about that, however as he found himself in his hostel in no time. As he alighted from the shuttle and paid the driver, he bumped into another student. "Sorry." He mumbled as he tried to apologize but the other student just waved it away. Debola, now looking at the building in front of him was awestruck, obviously it was clear that he was in for a new experience. Shehu Yar'adua Hostel is a majestic hall, comparable with some of the hotels in Nigeria. Its structure contained main rooms, and was built in a way that it could be mistaken for a national edifice. "Hope you know that you can't keep staring at the hall forever. I guess that you are a fresher." Debola suddenly turned to see a person who seemed to be in his mid-twenties, was of unremarkable height but imposing physique, like he had been hitting the gym regularly. He was quite fair skinned, like someone who traveled frequently. "Hello, I am Marcus." The fellow stretched his hand. "I am Adebola. Pleased to meet you." Debola took his hand. "You have to register over there." Marcus pointed to a certain 'office', which seemed to be hastily created. "Don't worry, the registration process is a short one." "Are you not registering?" Debola asked. "Don't take everyone who comes into the hall as a fresher. Marcus said. Though I am one." Debola stared at him. "I had been in this school for a while before I got admission, so I came earlier and registered." Marcus said, helping him with his load. "Follow me." Debola had hardly taken three steps when two young guys moved towards him, inviting him to their respective churches. Marcus had to wait for them to finish their advertisement before he and Debola could move forward. Debola soon got to the office and duly registered, before he went to his room, which Marcus observed was two rooms ahead of his. |
The walls of Wazobia University stood tall, as if it was in testament to the achievements that have been birthed in through this school. After all, here was an institution that had the knack for producing the most unusual set of graduates in the country. Moreover, the high walls, which are unusual of the varsity, were a result of constant clashes between the students and communal youths. Adebola Soyeye entered into the varsity premises with brimming confidence. He had written TIB exams just once and he aced the exams, scoring enough points to enter this university. Not that it mattered to his guardian anyway. He had learned that in order to succeed, you have to pick responsibility for your life. That's what brought him here. As soon as he got into the campus shuttle inside the gate, he sat down comfortably at the back, his luggage lounging comfortable on his laps. This was despite the fact that there were spaces which was made for luggages. Not that he did not notice, only that his luggages was too much for it. A lady soon came and sat besides him, her luggage seemly petty to his. She looked at him in an awkward manner, drinking in his five foot plus height and his lean frame, black skin, bright eyes, his faded jeans and simple red polo shirt with a sandal which was definitely made by a local shoe-maker. He also stared at her little bag with her nice make-up and obviously dyed hair. She had a blue cloth which covered her luscious body well enough. Coupled with her brown skin, she looked miles ahead of him in finances. They stared at each other for a while like they were the only persons in the shuttle. It was until she got to her bus-stop that he tried to make an attempt to speak to her. "Hello, ......" She alighted from the bus like she was not aware of his attempt, then turned just in time to see him turn his face away before the shuttle left. She then smiled and walked towards her destination. |
This is a work of fiction. Names and characters used are fictitious and are in no way related to anyone who exists or have existed in real life. This work is protected by the copyright laws of the Federal Republic of Nigeria and therefore No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any means without permission from the author ©. Rapmike 2015 Email: ugospur@gmail.com |
Bossforeva:Some people need to read this interview, especially those in marriage- men and women alike. Even though a few things are inexcusable, when I hear some funny marriage break-ups and the stories full of hate and pot-holes, I begin to ask why they got together in the first place. Marriage is an honorable institution and should remain so. The interview is so laced with wisdom. Shame she had to die that way. |
Kondomatic:Tell them. Especially those women who cry 'men are dogs' and then treat good men like they are idiots or something. |
shadrach77:Bros, what do you mean that Enyeama was not know for stopping penalties? Did you watch Enyeama in Enyimba? Do you watch the dude when he keeps for Lille? I know that Rufai was awesome but stop looking down on Enyeama like he was one inferior goalkeeper or that he was not good. For heavens sake, Enyeama has been the best Goalkeeper in Africa before; he was even nominated for the best player in Africa. Nigerian football history owes a lot to Enyeama, same as Rufai! |
oodua1stson:What's it? Why venting your anger on the post? What happened, whether he was 2nd choice or last choice, happened and he has part of the blame! We know that Enyeama had his faults but does that make him less than Rufai? In fact, you that is claiming that someone cannot see greatness may have the same issue, only picking Enyeama's faults. |
ikubch:If enyeama instead of Rufai kept during that time, we would have been in number 3 and maybe Enyeama would have kept for a top European team like Juventus or Dortmund/Bayern. |
Some men sef! Sowing wild oats everywhere without abandon! If am to advice the woman, I will tell her to gather all the evidence that the man is cheating her, then store them, carry her kids and leave the house. I don't want to advise divorce, but separation will do so much good for her. Let her travel out of the state to another part of the country and build from the scratch. If possible, she should gather all her savings and start a business, get herself a lawyer and find out any legal loophole she can find to force the man to take care of his kids and stop taking them to different 'aunties'. P.S. She should also hold her wedding certificate or whatever her evidence of their union is. |
Shalomdee, my heart beats gladly when I read your story. Despite how short it is,it is quite enjoyable and the narrative mode seems to suit you well. I think this will be a front page material in due time, if the quality is consistent. I am following this and this story has challenged me to continue writing. May start anytime soon. Please, I know it will be tough after a while and especially as it seems like you are using your phone, but don't abandon this thread. Cc: Divepen Larrysun Obinnau Repogirl |
AfroKnight:Don't mind them. They will be looking for men when they have not even improved themselves. They won't improve themselves, yet they will be looking for men to support them. |
inkon:Nice one. I am with you on this, don't get bothered about the number of folks that came, things will improve gradually. |
ESIXLOVE:Esixlove, my man! How far? Have not heard from you in a long while. |
Divepen, you are right. It seems like the traffic here is dying seriously and to make it worse, I have not seen a literature thread in frontpage for ages. Hope Seun does something about it. |
Divepen1:I thought it was another novel of yours. Nice one |
Csami:first of all, i was not bringing anything here nor there, i was just making a observation without making any political references |
cao:Please watch the film called Pixels. Am sure you will walk out on that one. ![]() |
pacino26:Danzo is the darkness that clouds the Third(lol). Okay, seriously now Danzo to me is one of those overly cautious shinobis who recognize the need for the shinobi world to unite but won't deceive himself that the shinobis can be trusted with their world. He does not believe in the softness of Hashirama's ideals and sees force as the only means to acheive his goal which is surprisingly peace. |
tplacid:The Igbos are the Uchihas and the Senju are Yorubas abi? I think that's your wavelength. |
comodo:So NFF remembered Egypt when Oliseh quit but did not remember when he complained of been owed salary? They are clueless and sh*t lickers! Please let's work towards 2019 Nations Cup! |
MrFairplay4ume:Siasia was appointed because he is been successful as the U-23 coach. What am surprised is that he is collecting this job after what happened previously with him. Are our local coaches that desperate to coach Super Eagles? |
Nelgenius4me:Why people are attacking him is not for patriotism sake. Oliseh is right about the salary issues and all that, but the questions I want to ask are these: 1) Why is it that Oliseh never takes responsibility for anything that goes wrong under him? He had squabbles with Enyeama and made him leave the National team, he isolated Emenike and that one left too, there has not been a game that he managed that we were impressive, he keeps blaming others for issues (Enyeama, Emenike, pitch, NFF, 'spiritual attackers*am not sure if those were his actual words*) etc? Nothing was ever his fault. 2) Why did he go into the job if he knew he could not bear months without salary? Almost every local coach that has managed the Super Eagles has had this problem. Does he want to say that he did not make research about NFF's habits or quirks? 3) Why did he attack the likes of Siasia and Keshi when they struggled with the national team when he can't take the same treatment? In as much as I have nothing personal against him and his decision, the fact is that he came into the position with so much expectation and he disappointed us badly. That's why many people are angry at him. |
mildflame:Tell them. When they sacked Keshi everyone was jubliating like say he was the worst thing that happened, meanwhile there was an NFF that threatened him early in that stint with sack ( while we were at AFCON), refused to pay him his salaries and kept delaying his plans. No one said anything about NFF then, even this Oliseh was going around dicing Keshi tactics like its only tactics that is involved in football. None of those pitying Oliseh said or did anything against NFF. Now, because its Oliseh, NFF is at fault for everything. |
espn:Its because he talks too much! This was a dude who criticized Keshi anyhow and made it look like Keshi was absolutely useless. Then he coaches Nigeria and starts to complain anyhow. This is someone who never takes the blame for any failure he had as a coach. He is complaining of unpaid salary, is it the first time this is happening to a Nigerian coach? Check Nigerian coaches from the leagues and those who have coached the national teams, you will see instances where they were owed for months and they never complained until they had some measure of success with their team. Moreover, when Keshi coached Nigeria to win the AFCON, we knew it was not smooth sailing, with all the talks of sacking him and everything, yet Keshi held his ground firm. Oliseh comes in and starts complaining about everything from pitch to unpaid salaries to spiritual warfare to lack of support! People generally won't like that garbage, especially if you are a rookie coach. |
lafex:Don't mind him. He is claiming one loss in 14 games when he faced the likes of Tanzania, a weakened Cameroon, Niger Republic and co. By the way he also lost to Guinea in CHAN, that makes it two in 15 ( DR Congo and Guinea) |
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 ... 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 (of 127 pages)
