Yeah, so this is supposed to be like the 4chan of Africa, okay I get it. Well, really I don't know where to start from. Its just crazy man, I am in my room in some obscure part of Lagos and slowly going crazy. Finished service some 9 months now and it feels like a century. Actually, Was supposed to post this in the job/vacancy but they say I can't do that till about a week or more, crazy people. So I thought where else can I post this, well turns out I used to write poems and stuff pre-shaving days. Now back to my story. I don't know how much longer I can take being unemployed. Now let me tell you a thing or two about myself, that's if you care. I studied at the coolest federal school in the country, yeah right the one close to a lagoon. I was actually kind of like a big deal in school, at least in my faculty, dated a couple of very sexy big booty girls, rolled with the in crowd, even formed a band and performed a few times at the female hostels hall weeks. You know life couldn't have been better. Spent most of my time in school smoking pot a lot and drinking a lot of vodka and red label (yeah back when we used to buy it at Rehab for 40k) chatting with girls and the whole nine yards. I am about 6ft, pretty face and nice shoulders (well, now I am fat - 85kg). Final year came and I left school with a 2:2, well the tragedy is that I could have easily left school with a 2:1 or first class. Now that's not all. I am from a lower middle class family or will I say poor peoples rich man family. My father is the richest man in his family, our relations are all leeches. So basically when I left school and after service, my cool friends all went off to the u.k for masters, the serious ones made 2:1s and are all now employed. But poor me, I haven't got a job. My parents are already giving me the attitude. So that's how I started coming here, looking at the job page, I would see people talk about getting a test or interview invite and I just want to lash out. How come these guys never call me. I apply to mtn banks oil companies and all. And these guys never call me. Once in a while I get invites from job scammers. I can't even go on facebook or twitter anymore. I hear of my coursemates working in this or that company and I feel like a loser. So right now I am thinking, what do I do? Do I go and study something on I.t or maybe start a small business ? I am lost. My cool girlfriends are all gone. I can't barely afford to pay for a simple date. Its depressing. Now that's the end of my story for now. I might post some of my pre-marijuana pre-uni pre-cool poems here maybe sometime, just maybe. I am intend to use this thread as my diary (ah god,the end of me, writing a diary), let you know on a daily what's happening in my life and tell you of all my crazy past experiences. Anyways, somehow the moral of this story is that I am hoping that some pretty girl reads this thread and then chats me up. As we all know its the boredom (yeah yeah I know its the hope) that kills you. Yours truly

Yeah, so this is supposed to be like the 4chan of Africa, okay I get it. Well, really I don't know where to start from. Its just crazy man, I am in my room in some obscure part of Lagos and slowly going crazy. Finished service some 9 months now and it feels like a century. Actually, Was supposed to post this in the job/vacancy but they say I can't do that till about a week or more, crazy people. So I thought where else can I post this, well turns out I used to write poems and stuff before I became cool. Now back to my story. I don't know how much longer I can take being unemployed. Now let me tell you a thing or two about myself, that's if you care. I studied at the coolest federal school in the country, yeah right the one close to a lagoon. I was actually kind of like a big deal in school, at least in my faculty, dated a couple of very sexy big booty girls, rolled with the cool crowd, even formed a band and performed a few times at the female hostels hall weeks. You know life couldn't have been better. Spent most of my time in school smoking marijuana a lot and drinking a lot of vodka and red label (yeah back when we used to buy it at Rehab for 40k) chatting with girls and the whole nine yards. I am about 6ft, pretty face and nice shoulders (well, now I am fat 85kg). Final year came and I miraculously left school with a 2:2, well the tragedy is that I could have easily left school with a 2:1 or first class. Now that's not all. I am from a lower middle class family or will I say poor peoples rich man family. My father is the richest man in his family, our relations are all leeches. So basically when I left school and after service, my cool friends all went off to the u.k for masters, the serious ones made 2:1s and are all now employed. But poor me, I haven't got a job. My parents are already giving me the attitude. So that's how I started coming here, looking at the job page, I would see people talk about getting a test or interview invite and I just want to lash out. How come these guys never call me. I apply to mtn banks oil companies and all. And these guys never call me. Once in a while I get invites from job scammers. I can't even go on facebook or twitter anymore. I hear of my coursemates working in this or that company and I feel like a loser. So right now I am thinking, what do I do? Do I go and study something on I.t or maybe start a small business ? I am lost. My cool girlfriends are all gone. I can't barely afford to pay for a simple date. Its depressing. Now that's the end of my story for now. I might post some of my pre-marijuana pre-uni pre-cool poems here maybe sometime, just maybe. Anyways somehow the moral of this story is that I am hoping that some pretty girl reads this and then chats me up. As we all know its the boredom that kills you. Yours truly