Merry go round

You should consider UK,that money will be enough, everything you need is already on the internet, don't get swindled..

You would only need to provide POF

How are they mighty fallen,tell it not in Maiduguri or on the street of Bornu.

Interesting

Rub kogi soap on it, those white round, locally made soap.it is effective.

The park Ambode built at oshodi oke should rank among them.

This una love una dey see inside shop

This looks clearly like the cornea of the affected eye has been compromised, recovery would only be possible if the cornea still picks stain,and vision recovery thereafter would not be optimal,and if otherwise,what it means is the eye gone already.

He's a selfish human being, he wants to eat his cake and have it,let him focus on his marriage,and you should also cut ties and give your prospective husband 100@% attention.

All fake

Yes,In the museum in Aso rock.

You should arrest all igbos then,Army that have been reduced to scouts.

Just your voice and Instagram, that's all.

It is well,in the end I hope the easterners would come together to put an end to this incessant occurrences,you don't get freedom by killing your own,and the whole idea of IPOB coming out to refute the killing isn't even the solution,a crime this big happening on your soil and you can't unravel the people behind it, it's safe to say,East is gradually becoming Maiduguri...

Naso BH take start.

All of these bad attributes you arrogate to your wife doesn't justify your intentions towards a married woman,go home and love your wife.
Comot eye for person own,na you get ojukokoro.
May your marriage be peaceful.

Something fishy going down

There's must have been a trigger or lead up to all of his actions and inactions,you have slot of work to do to bring him up, except his kind is totally made up.

First you should link up with his immediate family to start with, that's if you're even in good terms with them,get someone among them who he listens too,from there you can start a dialogue.

Hypocrites!
Monkey dey work,Baboon dey chop naim una like.

Make herdsmen no enter location sha

This is really funny,they come your territory,beat you at what you should be good at,then ask you to pay again.

Kindly point me in the right direction,my institution forwarded transcript to CEs for about a month now,and no update from them,they are not replying mails as well .How long did yours take,also the institution did not attach my student number with my transcript.How do I rectify this?Thanks

Tonyamori:


Everyone said CES takes a longer time . I have been getting updates though

2026, Insha Allah.

Okay

Na you know wetin you find go there.

He thought he's big mitch...

I presume you have an extra life..

Just wondering who that stick would land on,that could send some pain down the sheik's spine.

Michael power, guinness commercials.

Life goes on.

AmuRubber:




Mine:

School Name: Government College Lagos (GCL)

Location: Eric Moore Road, Surulere.

My Time in The School: 2000 - 2006



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My memory of GCL, an all-boys school, is filled with nostalgia. The school was a great citadel of learning, with much things to be proud of. Learning and extracurricular activities were of good standards. I could still remember how we, the JSS 1 students, feared our Head Boy (Senior Olaolu AKA Senior Almighty) as though he was a god. He was the Head Boy in 1999/2000, I think. Nwobodo Francis, an SS 2 student, was the Time Keeper.
The junior students, especially my classmates, held our senior prefects with high reverence. Many of them flogged the junior students for a living.

The teachers made learning unforgettable and to most of the students, the experience was worthwhile. I could still remember a few of the several teachers though...

Mr. Aromire AKA Fako, was the strict Mathematics teacher we could not stop loving.

Mr. Afolabi was the Principal that was hardly seen in Public.

Mrs. Alaja Brown was the talkative English teacher.

Mr. XXXXX (I cannot recall his name at the moment) was the Physical Education teacher who never failed students in tests and examinations.

Mr. Benson was the tribalistic English teacher.

Mr. Faleti was the ever-serious Physics teacher that never separated himself from his long cane. Anytime I see dat man, I don pick race o!

Mrs. Eze was the motherly Home Economics teacher. She would spend 70% of her teaching time to advise her students. We were like her children.

Mrs Okeowo was the always-smiling woman who taught us Physics. She was smiling, even when teaching, performing practicals, flogging, eating, sleeping etc.

Mr. Oresanya was our Chemistry teacher. He's the most wicked teacher to ever walk the Earth. Mr. Oresanya na wicked man. Mr. Oresanya too wicked.

There was a cordial relationship between the students and some of the teachers. Student life was an awesome experience. I could write a million-page book on what life was like in GCL 2000-2006.

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Nice write-up.
Mr faleti was the biology teacher whilst Mr akinsiku of blessed memory was the physical education teacher.

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Chelum na highway