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Barely few months
after he proposed to
his baby mama,Lola
Omotayo, Peter Okoye,
one of the singing
sensational duo, Psquare has taken a
step further by picking
a date for their
traditional marriage. A source close to the
couple disclosed that
their traditional
marriage is billed to
hold on Sunday,
November 17, at Arc Events Center on the
Lagos island. The date
for the white wedding
is yet to be fixed. File: Peter and Lola
shortly after he
proposed Confirming the
development, Psquare
publicist, Bayo Adetu
said, “It’s true, Peter
Okoye and Lola Omotayo
will be having their traditional marriage
ceremony on the 17th
of November, 2013.” However, with this
development, Peter has
joined the long list of
celebrities who wedded
this year. Meanwhile,
arrangements are on top gear as Peter is
leaving no stone
unturned to make the
day a memorable one. It would be recalled
that Peter Okye
proposed to his
girlfriend, Lola in a
grand style, presenting
her with a brand new Range Rover Evoque,
bouquet of flowers, a
hand written sign and a
stunning diamond ring.
He later got a
deserving ‘Yes’ from Lola who already had
two children for him,
Cameron and Aliona.

Wishin the twö a happy married life

click2cbn: ASUUphobia! Hearing d word ASUU scares me

hmmmm !!! , dat's nt even a phobia , i'll rather call it a way of lyf 4 we 9jerians

Fecodear: Phobiaphobia Fear of fear

guy na ur own worst pass LOLZ

my phøBIa uzeD 2 BE D FEAR OF faiLUre , bt AV GOtteN ovA dat [color=#000099][/color][b][/b]

KELVIN-XY:
My greatest fear is being BROKE or dying Broke...damn that scares me like Hell

i call dat brOkePHobia

Different types of
phobias... Where do you
fall?
Ablutophobia- Fear of
washing or bathing.
Acarophobia- Fear of itching or of the insects
that cause itching.
Achluophobia- Fear of
darkness.
Acrophobia- Fear of
heights. Agraphobia- Fear of
sexual abuse.
Agyrophobia- Fear of
streets or crossing the
street.
Aichmophobia- Fear of needles or pointed
objects.
Ailurophobia- Fear of
cats.
Alektorophobia- Fear of chickens.
Algophobia- Fear of pain.
Claustrophobia - Fear of
Enclosed Spaces.
Nyctophobia - Fear of
the Dark Ophidiophobia - Fear of
Snakes
Arachnophobia - Fear of
Spiders
Astraphobia - Fear of
Thunder and Lightning. Nosophobia - Fear of
Having a Disease.
Mysophobia AKA
Germophobia- Fear of
Germs
Cibophobia - Fear of Food
Emetophobia - Fear of
Vomiting
Mageirocophobia - Fear of Cooking
Dentophobia - Fear of
Dentists
Hypochondria - Fear of
Illness
Iatrophobia - Fear of Doctors
Hexakosioihexek
ontahexaphobia- Fear of 666
Phasmaphobia - Fear of
Ghosts
Placophobia - Fear of
Cemetery/ Tombstones Thanatophobia - Fear of
Death
Triskaidekaphob ia - Fear of the Number 13
Ablutophobia - Fear of
Bathing
Agoraphobia - Fear of
Open Spaces
Bromidrophobia - Fear of Body Odors
Claustrophobia - Fear of
Enclosed Spaces
Kleptophobia - Fear of
Theft
Megalophobia - Fear of Large Things
Pediophobia - Fear of
Dolls
Cacophobia - Fear of
Ugliness.
Catagelophobia - Fear of being ridiculed.
Catoptrophobia - Fear
of mirrors.
Gamophobia - Fear of
marriage
Glossophobia - Fear of speaking in public.
Gynophobia - Fear of
women.
Hemophobia - Fear of
blood.
Herpetophobia - Fear of reptiles.
Hydrophobia - Fear of
water.
Philophobia - Fear of
love.
Venustraphobia - Fear of beautiful women.
Verminophobia - Fear of
germs.
Wiccaphobia - Fear of
witches and
witchcraft. Necrophobia - Fear of
death or dead things.
Lockiophobia - Fear of
childbirth ..
Add urs 2 d list

A POEM FROM A YOUNG
NIGERIAN MIND.... I AM NIGERIAN; PLEASE
CELEBRATE ME I have Enormous tracks
of land and vast
volumes of water, but
cannot feed myself. So i
spend 1billion dollars to
import rice and another 3billion on milk. I am 53
please celebrate me.
I Drive the best cars in
the world but have no
good roads. So I crush
my best brains in the caverns, craters and
crevasses they crash
into daily. I am in
Unending mourning,
Please celebrate me.
My school has no Teachers and my
classroom has no roof. I
take lectures through
windows and live with
15 others in one room.
All my Professors have gone Abroad, and the
rest are awaiting Visas. I
am a university
graduate, but I am an
Illiterate. I want a
future, Please celebrate me.
Preventable diseases
send me to the
hospitals without
Doctors, Medicines or
Power. i have the highest maternal and
infant mortality rates in
the World; and future
generations die before
me. I am Hopeless and
Helpless, Please celebrate me.
For Democracy's sake, i
stood all day on Election
Day. But before i could
ink my thumb, results
had been broad cast. When I dared to
speak out, silence was
enthroned by bullets. My
leaders are my
oppressors, and my
Policemen are my Terrors. I am ruled by
men in Mufti, but i am
not a Democracy. No
voice, Please celebrate
me.
My Youth have no Past, Present nor Future. So
my Sons in the North
have become street
Urchins; and his brothers
in the South have
become Kidnappers. My Nephews die of
thirst in the Sahara and
his Cousins drown in the
Mediterranean. My
daughters walk the
streets of Lagos, Abuja and Port Harcourt; while
her sisters parade the
streets of Rome, Italy
and Amsterdam. I am
grief-stricken, Please celebrate me.
Pen wielding bandits
raided everything in my
vaults. They walk the
Land with haughty
strides and fly the skies with private planes.
They have looted the
future of generations
unborn; and have money
they cannot spend in
several Lifetimes, but their brothers die of
starvation. I want a kit
of Kindness, Please
celebrate me.
I can produce anything,
but I import everything. So my Toothpick is made
in China; and my
Toothpaste in South
Africa. My Salt made in
Ghana; my Butter is
made in Ireland; my Milk is made in Holland; and
my Shoe is made in Italy;
my Vegetable oil is made
in Malaysia; my Biscuit is
made in Indonesia; my
Chocolate is made in Turkey and my Table
water in France. Ooh! my
taste is far flung and
Foreign, Please celebrate
me.
I have genuine leather but choose to eat it. So
i spend billions of dollars
to import fake Leader.
I have four refineries,
but prefer to import
fuel; so i waste more billions to import Petrol.
I have no security in my
country; but send
troops to keep peace in
another mans Land.
I have hundreds of Dams but no Water, so I drink
" Pure Water " that
ruins my Innards. Please
celebrate me.
I have no Power but
choose to flare Gas, so my people have learn to
see in the dark and
stare at the glare of
unclear flares. I am
shrouded by darkness,
Please celebrate me.

[color=#000000][/color] y'all still prayin 4 ASUU to call off it's strikin lecturers , while dey'all celebrating it ..... mtchewwwww
*in d'banjs voice* if u knw wat i knw u go lyk me @ ASUU STRIKE

[color=#000099][/color] , any info on uniabuja 2013/2014 postume shud pls contact me @ 08136194036