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mikesaj: Mr Wasak you've finally turned me to a follower of your Episode of ur "Funke series"

Bross, I'm beginning to prefer ur story to Nollywood sef!
Keep it up mahn!

-MikeSAJ

i must confess I'm flattered, nevertheless I appreciate ur comment Thanks for reading.

[quote author=#babysmart]wasak.....hmmmn alll i can say is welldon...rily speechless[/quote]Thanks dear! hope u aren't angry @ my irregular updates!

MIB 2: Mr wasak, you didnt tell us what was in. the text she sent you that made you bump ur head on the stairway

bro I did! 'I'll always be there for u, love u Goodnight ' Thanks for following!

wetin make I talk nao sef? front-page things sha!

jayjagz: I'm a level 2 law student.

which university bro?

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MY MADNESS FOR YOU.
Tears beneath my eyes
Only u can make them flow
In my heart so many sighs
As much as u wish to know
Some say I’m infected
Perhaps I’m under a spell
Others say my brain cells are dead
And burning in hell.
Oh lord I pray everyday
If what I feel for u is d meaning of madness
May the scientists never find a cure I pray
For as long as its my happiness
Your love stupors me into intoxication.
Although never did I taste champagne
For this infection u are d only injection
For at ur every thought I go insane.


I sent the poem to her through text message; although I had initially planned to recite it to her but her number didn’t go through and I was low an airtime as well. I reminisced the events of the day, a part of me told me something was wrong somewhere beyond my knowledge. The other part of me which was more aggressive in its argument posited I was fine and reminded that if love is not madness, it is not love at all.
I was still trying to give a verdict on the arguments of the two inner speakers when nature passed its own verdict and sentenced me to dreamland.

I was woken up the next morning by deafening voices of jubilant students. The only reasonable words I could decipher from their voices were ‘we must go’. I was curious about where they wanted to go so badly as to wake others from their sleep. I rose from my bed to discover it wasn’t early after all. But then I wondered why Mt didn’t come over to wake me up for lectures. In my curiousity I ran downstairs to inquire the reason for the jubilations, and all I got as a reply was ‘ASUU STRIKE’
It was at that point in time it dawned on me that the rumour which had been circulating among students for week has finally come to pass. I rushed to Mt’s room, where I found him among many other students who were in the room playing video games- their own way of celebrating the industrial action. I inquired no further about the news but joined them in the celebration, although I may not pass for a totally unserious student, but the happiness which the news brought to my heart was inestimable. This was probably due to ‘brokedom’ and hunger!!!

to be continued soon

booked.. lemme read the topic

but @ least u are okay with d income? in life u can never eat ur cake and have it.There's something called opportunity cost or alternative forgone in economics. apply it to d current situation in ur marriage.
It's all about priority, I guess u were one of those guys searching for an independent woman!
later bro!

Austeenx: [color=orange]Are my eyes deceiving me or something? Did I just see that boy with bõõbs? [/color]

bro! forget about those things... Let's search for correct boobs!

if he hasn't recovered from d shock, he will never recover for life what concerns ur duty with a bloody shock. resign ur appointment and go by a bed space in d hospital till u recover from d shock.
professional crap!

this girl sha! the only difference between u and maheeda d style.
no offence meant!

part to d ladies who love tall guys!

booked!

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I repeated the words contained in the text as many times as possible as if to be sure I truly understood its contents. I must have stood for over 10 minutes trying to decipher the contents of the message, for it was only when I turned around that I got to know that all my roommates were back and in the room and one of them was talking to me. I didn’t bother replying them, in a flash, I disappeared out of the room to Mt’s room, whatever made me did that was and is beyond me even till this moment. I was literally jumping the stairs due to the fact that, the joy in me didn’t permit me to run. I continued my high jump when I got to Mt’s block, I must have been on the 2nd floor when I tried to jump, one too many. I jumped probably farther than the stairs, I was probably heading for the sky, unknown to me that there were so many hurdles above, I hit my head on decking above the stairs, and I found myself back on the ground. I was trying to rise to my feet, when a sudden darkness came over me….

‘I’ll always be there for u, I love u, gudnyt’ I was repeating those words when I opened my eyes and found myself on my bed. I sat up and found Mt, Ykay and Id in the room ‘wetin carry una come here?’ I asked but got no reply. I searched for my phone but couldn’t find it, I asked who took my phone, yet my friends remained dumb. It became clear to me that something was wrong, ‘make una talk na’ I was becoming worried. Ykay broke the silence as he went on to narrate how some students walking down the stairs had found me laying unconscious on the stair case, how they rushed me outside the block and poured water on me before I opened my eyes, he went further to narrate how he and Mt had joined the crowd and found out I was the one, they brought me back to the hostel and stripped off my clothes leaving only my boxers.

‘guy u dey mad o’ Mt interrupted Ykay obviously angry, ‘y u wan kill yourself because of one girl?’
‘abeg u cook?’ I asked him trying to change the topic even though I was truly hungry as my stomach had only water since morning.
‘loverboy take ur phone, so hungry dey worry u now, when u don almost kill ursef, make we go my room go chop’
‘na u sure pass’I said rising up to my feet.
Id who had been silent all through the discussion, as we were walking out to Mt’s room, he broke his own silence in the following words;
‘if u kill yourself because of one woman, thousands go waka spit on top ur grave’.

After eating, i got back to my room and resumed my madness. the text message was still having its effect on me. I dialed Funke's number but it didn't go through. As such i set out to write her a poem :MY MADNESS FOR YOU ', for despite what happened to me on that night. it was obvious the fire of love burning in me was inextinguishable no matter the flood...for it was an immortal one ...


to be continued soon

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Snowangel4: U dey fall my hand oo....

my sister make u no vex o! I go update soon

World Greatest1: Good job @ wasak. Ur updates arent regular. You can make it once or twice a day depending on how u want it. Just lets us be sure of the time u release an update. Chistar does his every 6:00pm. And also ur updates are way too short. I read it under 1 minute. You have got a good story just keep it up. I know it isnt easy to join words together to make a good stuff. I am also a writer but not on NL, so I understand the stress involved.


#waiting for the next lengthy update

noted bro! I started with shorter updates, when I complaints about d short updates came, I tried to increase d length. as for my. inability to update regularly it is due to epileptic power supply, although I'm a busy person,I don't mind skipping my sleep to update the story I really appreciate ur comment and I sincerely apologize for my shortcomings. Thanks

all this brouhaha speaks volumes about how endemic corruption has destroyed our political system. despite months of preparations, an election cannot be successfully conducted in 21 local governments. it is this same body that will hold election in over 700 local government in 2015.
I swear I officially give up on Inec
I give up on Nigerian politics
I. give up on this mystery called Nigeria!

I always pity my girl. who happens to be the only girl among four boys. they just lazy about while she does everything absolutely everything except for their clothes but she washes that of her parents. her mother ain't helping matters, she never allows her to use d washing machine but her brothers can.

generally most men are lazy when it comes to domestic chores, but they ain't lazy with more demanding jobs.

jaza ka llahu khairan!

okay

What's this?

italo: We are showing you consecrated statues of Jesus and Mary which were unscathed by humongous disasters.

That is all.

The mother never competes against her son.

Jesus is God and Son of Mary.

Mary is Mother of Jesus who is God.

Jesus Is God?? Mary gave birth to a God ?does this mean Jesus created himself?

austeenx ur attention is highly expedient on this thread. I urge u to report with immediate alacrity.
less I forget... vaseline tho!

Tabh: You don talk am already

Lol!

hbd Boss. if i say u too fine people go say I b gay...so make I shut up... wishing u all the good things of life...
Anti Idowu I sight u!!!

omo go write ur will o.! na mammy water u sleep with! If u need a lawyer lemme know!

so the mourning will resurrect him right?
students are the cause of all this. everybody's afraid to fight for their rights!

she told u that cos she's repentant... if she told a lie u wouldn't know either.
u might just be the change she needs in life... but if u can't bear it... exit on fair terms.

NikKY Luv: Nice one dear

Thank You ma!

Ghozye: U've nt eatn,bt u cld get #200 worth of airtym 2 cal sm1 hu dozn't feel d same way 4 u. Hmmm,whn u get ulcer,na sorry she go tel u n nt evn wiv her own airtym.

Lol.... whenever I think about those days I just can't help laughing @ myself!