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Lolzzz everything in life is all abt strategy



New business strategy



He must be a few thousands richer today


Ona kan o woja

I think u shud get bak to ur skul

In my own case we paid to the skul authority

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Nice one

FINAL-YEAR PROJECT REPORT WRITING GUIDELINES
The final year report is an important undertaking and should use the structural guidelines outlined below. Examiners are very interested in the process that was used during the final year project . The mechanism for detailing the process is the final year project report.
EXPECTED CONTENT
Title Page
This should contain the following information:
o Title,
o Full name of author,
o Degree that it contributes towards,
o Industrial or other collaboration if appropriate,
o Month and year of submission.
Note that the title page should not show a page number.
Abstract
This should be not more than one page in length. The abstract should allow the reader who is unfamiliar with the work to gain a swift and accurate impression of what the project is about, how it arose and what has been achieved.
Contents List
This should give a complete list of what the report contains starting with the abstract (the title page is not included in the contents list).
List of Tables/Figures
If the report contains figures or tables a list of these should be provided. The listshould give the table or figure number, the title of the table or figure and the page number. If only a few tables and figures are present, they may be treated on onepage. Remember that all figures and tables used must be referred to in the text.




#copied

So touching


The last time I saw something like dis was inside nollywood film


Sell the story line out bro


And if na true marry her

lecturerdabo: PIX pls

Or adonbilivit

Power sector
As i dey type so na gen i dey use charge

Coming soon 100 commandment mens should read





Battles for d fittest

Nice1 any all d same

u see dis farting of a tin na competition me and my roommate dey use am do



in short farting is our hobby

issokay



but


I dont dream

lobatan

argon500: It was the night before Valentine’s Day, freshman year of college and I lay in my dorm room watching the clock. With every breath I took, my heart sank deeper. He should be back by now, 10:34 PM…11:27PM...2:05AM. Then around 3:30 AM, Fred busted in the room, laughing to himself. He hopped into bed next to me. “Baby, you have no idea, this night was crazyyyyy!” His breath reeked of beer so I turned my back to him. “I wish you had been back by now,” I said disappointed, “I thought we were going to spend Valentine’s night together.” I held my breath, waiting for him to say something. I counted my pictures of my friends and family I had hung on the wall. “You always do this,” he slurred, his tone becoming more serious. “I can never have a good time with you, you ruined my night, you always do!” By now he was screaming.

I just missed you. Please don’t get mad, forget what I just said, please don’t get mad.

“You hung out with the guys last night, I thought this night would be reserved for me,” I pleaded with him as he sat on the edge of the bed putting his dirty running shoes, his “drinking shoes” back on. He then got up, and grabbed the red bin he stored under my twin bed. It was full of various things of his, shirts, shorts, love notes I wrote to him. As he opened the door to leave, he also grabbed an envelope off of my dresser. It was full of cut up slips of paper I made him for Valentine’s Day. Each slip contained a reason why I loved him. I spent an hour making it for him: cutting out each slip, typing up the reasons, and even colored an elephant out of hearts which I taped to the front.

Please don’t leave. I don’t want to be alone.

Tears started falling down my face. I followed him out to the hallway where he stood waiting by the elevator. “You’re such an idiot; I can never have a good time,” he slurred again. “I’m sorry!” I pleaded, trying to embrace him, but he kept pushing me away like I was some sort of beggar, pleading for his riches. “That’s why your ex before me left you and that’s why you dad is never around. You can’t have fun and you’re annoying.” He snatched the Valentine’s Day envelope off of the top of his bin. He grabbed a handful of the slips, ripped them to pieces and threw some in my face saving the rest for the top of my head.

.........But I am still in love with him

Love my foot..
U no sabi run 4 ur precious lyf?

Tallesty1: I can forgive her but dating her again is not possible even if her tears turn to blood.

U spoke my mind..na to date her sista go nxt on my list
No tym 2check tym

Stale gist

Hunger dey wire me aa I see dat pix

where this efo riro with iru to bad pelu eba to plum

mine was titan gem

OkikiOluwa1: Not rich in content enough to make fp
Last Bullet
Dont ask me why?

and so am asking u .
WHY

okk oooooooo


okk oooooooo

kunlesehan: .
this has been working for us since 1960
.
lol

nice 1

hilarious

chai see lie
where the photoshopped pix

nice one omo sexy

princealbashir: Most of the pictures aren't real....

yes but all the same its good

yes I agree with you yes I agree with you

nice one

mak I dey go china den cos okada almost hit me as I dey type.....
white lies

TK


do u get

run go kilimonjaro




dat will b cool