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After the visit of my friends, I sat down and regurgitated my life, I played the past few months with Funke before me and watched it like a tape. I wondered about the pain love has caused me, I thought about Christina Milan and her film ‘love don’t cost a thing’. ‘Why did she deceive me that love costs nothing? I’ve spent time, money, and energy, to what end?’ ‘What exactly is love? I asked myself rhetorically.
I remembered the saying of my dad that excess of everything can be intoxicating, his sating was reflected in my thoughts that afternoon. The excess love I had for Funke was the root of my madness, at the same time; the excess hunger of that afternoon accorded me the opportunity to reflect on my madness which has never stared me in the face since its inception.
Despite my deep reflection which almost caused a revolution against the regime of Funke’s love in my heart, I found myself missing her even more. I lay helplessly on my bed thinking about Funke praying silently that sleep would overcome me and save me from further torture from hunger. My prayers never came true and I had no choice but to endure.
Around 5 pm when it seemed as if I would die of hunger, I rose from my bed to pay a visit to my aboki, I drank two cups of water to add a little weight to my empty stomach while I heard near silent voice in my mind ‘thank God water is free’
I had intended to bail myself out of hunger by getting a few cups of Garri from my friend, but I found myself doing something else. Obviously the need to hear Funke’s voice was more pressing than the need for food. I dialed her number once again, immediately she picked I apologized for not calling earlier. We started chatting as usual, me expressing my love for her; even hunger had to pause to listen to the purgation of emotion.
‘I never believed love exists until this moment I’m spending with u, I wouldn’t still believe love exists, but for the fact that all parts of my body could testify. If my heart could speak it’d tell you that the only source of happiness for me is the sound of Ur voice. I haven’t tasted anything but water today, yet I have I’ve recharged 200 naira on my phone to call u alone.’ I said in an emotion-filled voice’
‘are u serious?’ you’ve not eaten today,y?’ she interrupted me with an expression of shock.
‘For the past 3 days, my pocket has been empty’ I replied.
‘Then how are u getting card to call me? She asked
‘Indifference will always find an excuse, love will always find a way sweetheart’
‘I have to go now, I’ll call u later’ she finally said
‘ok I love you beyond words, bye’
‘Bye’ she hanged up.
Few minutes after she hanged up, a text message entered my phone, and it boldly appeared on the screen ‘message from unbeatable love’…Funke had never sent an sms, ‘what could this be?’ I wondered before reading !!!

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Olodapsing: wasak juz run 4 yr life wen u c me, bcoz I can kill u for doing all diz.. haha

please temper justice with mercy!!!

World Greatest1: abeg go finish ur tori. i don tire to dey refresh.

bros no vex go check am now!

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I walked in a running manner to the bus park where I was almost sure Mt and Ykay would be. Many students were queuing for bus; I concluded my friends would be among the queue since they left the lecture hall not quite long ago. I walked to and front the queue rotating my eyes in all directions searching for any of them, this movement of mine purchased me suspicious eyes who probably felt I was up to something mischievous. When it seemed as if my search was futile and the eyes I bought were becoming too much a burden for me to bear, I chose to do the expedient.

Stooping so low to beg from strangers wasn’t any option for me, so despite the crowd of students at the bus park, I couldn’t approach anyone with my self-inflicted predicament. The distance of the park to the exit gate was just over a kilometer, and I made up my mind to trek as far as my legs could go. I brought out my ear piece from my thigh-pocket, actually the ear piece was the only property in my pocket aside my phone, I didn’t have a note for that particular lecture , since I just went there for fun, quite surprisingly I had an ‘A’ in the course. I started playing my favourite song ‘Angel of my life’ by Paul play’

So did I set out for my adventure under the scorching sun which communicated with my skin in a merciless manner. After trekking for about 1 hour 45 minute, I was drenched in my own perspiration, I found myself at the back gate of my campus, and luckily for me our hostels were located close to the gate. A sudden joy came over me which gave me a sprinting energy to complete my adventure. On getting to my room, I met my roommates arguing about the lectures they had, it was only then I remembered I had missed another lecture; I walked in silently and collapsed on my bed in fatigue.

Hardly had I settled on my bed when I heard familiar voices, laughing crazily and walking towards our room which was the last on the floor. Mt, Ykay and Id walked in, they were with their bags which meant they were just returning from lectures. I tried to feign sleeping in order to chase them away for I was too tired to start enduring their lousiness.
‘ idi.ot y where u go wey we no c u again?’ Mt asked
‘Guy I beg I wan sleep …later ‘I said turning to the other side of the bed
‘wetin happen na? We wait for u for new site we no c, na Raf use im ride carry us come back self’ Ykay added

At this, I narrated my ordeal to them, how I had left the theatre to call Funke and my search for them. They patiently listened until I got to the part where I trekked back to school. They all busted out in laughter, even my dumb roommates were not left out!!!!


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this ur craze pass Andy blaze own o! I throway salute for ur madness. Tuale!

as a philosopher would say;
" there's enough for everybody's need, but not enough for everybody's greed".

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I was woken up by the excessive laughter ringing in my sleep; I opened my eyes to see Mt and Ykay mocking me with all seriousness. It was glaring that I only slept due to hunger, for the Wasak they knew never slept during daytime. I quickly rearranged myself and prepared for the next lecture which was to hold in the new campus. Despite the mockery from my friends, I considered it a blessing in disguise because I was broke and couldn’t afford transport fare; they therefore had no choice than to raise me.

By the time we got to the new site, the lecture hall was filled beyond capacity as usual; we rushed to the back of the lecture hall and stood with my fellow late comers. Although the theatre was a 500 sitter, the population of students from political science, mass comm., English , history , economics and law combined was too much for the hall to bear, as such it rewarded its occupants with ‘HEAT’; one that was more than enough for all to share, the lecturer inclusive. I was still recovering from the laughter caused by the incessant comedy of the lecturer when my phone started vibrating in my pocket; I was surprised to see Funke’s call, for her calls were seldom. I concluded something important was at hand, and I therefore rushed out of the theatre to call her.

When she picked up I immediately asked what was wrong for I was really worried by her august call. She nagged about me not calling her for over two hours; I tried to explain that I was busy with lectures, to which she replied by asking ‘are your lectures more important than me?’
‘Never, sweetheart if my lectures were more important I wouldn’t have left the lecture theatre to call you’ ‘I replied ‘I’m sorry sweetheart I never meant it that way’ I quickly added.
‘beg me very well jor’

Immediately I heard this, I was forced to move farther away to avoid sight and hearing, I quickly moved to a deserted area of the school since the theatre was close to that part. I begged her with all sincerity, when I was sure none was looking, I went on my knees, this probably impressed her for she told me she was not angry any longer. I requested her permission to return to my lecture theatre, to which she obliged. I walked briskly back to the theatre.

I saw people exiting the theatre, I checked my time to confirm my sight …the lecture was supposed to end officially 10 minutes ago. I dialed Mt’s number to confirm their location but a beautiful voice politely responded ;’u do not have sufficient credit to call this number’. Not that I cared about their whereabouts, but where exactly was I to get transport fare!!!

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and after sleeping with her you'll become rich right?

ganase2: Nice write up so far...let me kindly get ur email...thks

jumniyi@gmail.com
I've replied ur private mail with my other email address!

tammie24: I'm a woman and i agree with u!

Thank you for being objective

ganase2: Nice one wasak...let me get ur email...thks

I've replied ur pm... check ur mail!

zealot4me: Wasak i tink say na k blk u dey

no na p block I dey o!

kulyie: sorry i dont have a tail in between my thighs,thank you

if u are a female I really sympathize with u in advance!
what exactly is civilization? the ever rising divorce rate advanced countries or the fast disappearing institution of marriage?
every ship needs a captain.. two captains can't mount a ship..u can't change the universal order of things, it is undeniable that every society has members who have separate roles, it is only when these roles are discharged effectively that a society attains equilibrium.

good luck!

0.10 naira

pasqal09: Have u ever been in 1?


And is this ur 3 year long distance relationship a happy one?

if it's not a. happy one I wouldn't have been proud of mentioning it here!

ogugua88: Women who are successful and financially independent intimidate some men for at least a few reasons:

1. They're confident, which can sometimes be interpreted as arrogance.
2. They have their own money and can buy their own things, support themselves, etc.
3. They can make a man feel inferior or inadequate, due to reasons given in point 2.

Men, particularly African men, are raised thinking that they are to be the provider; sole more than likely. Gender stereotyping is still rampant. A woman is to cook and clean; a man is to work. A woman who can do what a man can do renders a man useless.

A lot of men have egos, even if they won't admit it in front of women. In all honesty, however, there are some independent women out there who behave like they have both an egg and sperm. I, personally, think men should be more open to independent women as they've got a lot to offer. They're fierce, bold, and can be your rock in tough times. Meanwhile, independent women should be the go-getters that they are and still be womanly. Make a man feel like the man he is; you don't have to do all and be all because you're successful. No one likes a woman with an attitude, regardless of her wealth, fame, beauty, or whichever assets she may have.

1. they are not confident, they are arrogant, I may have to say this. there was a time my pops went broke and mom was d 1 feeding d family, she maintained the fact that she was in control and till date she cares to tell whoever is ready to listen (She's a good person but She's still a woman)
there are several other situations I've personally witnessed.
2. No one restricts a lady from buying things for herself, the only problem is when she starts buying for the. man, when she starts feeding the home, I tell u, any man in such a situation will turn houseboy unless he knows how to play his card with women. a man may feed. his wife. for. 10 years without having to mention it to a third party, but if. a woman does Same for a day, all her friends would know!!!
3. it's a general thing for women to Look down on people below. them in social status, the beautiful ones Look down on the less beautiful, the wealthy ones Look down on the average ones, the intelligent ones look down on the less intelligent! y do u think most women want to appear flashy? it's not necessarily to attract men, in most cases they do so to diss their fellow women....
as a man... I know my Bleep.ing onions, once beaten, shy till eternity!!!
if u c a humble woman praise her parents...

pasqal09: Long distance relationships don't exist! Period!!

I've been in 1 for. almost 3 years now!

Lol... Seriously I felt so. elated that day.!

I've had 101likes ...the thread about Beverly osu's ambition to be a noon!
https://www.nairaland.com/1476212/beverly-osu-wanted-nun#18779707

over here in Lagos it is serious rainfall ooo! but should ASUU call off d strike I go hear m for north o!

permanent interest
No permanent friend
no permanent enemy

he and his convoy should be charged for manslaughter. can u imagine? trying to take d picture of. a. victim of ur stupidity. height of irresponsibility!

Harbosede02: Gurl,i wud advice u 2 kip tinz bottled up!don't tell ur dad,don't tell ur sistas,pray abt it,no prayer is 2 small,a man cheating on hez wyf is beta than a wyf cheating...karma wud eventually get 2 ha,and everyfin she relies on wud turn 2 nafin!jst pray,prayer is d key.

she has to act fast!!! prayer should be accompanied by actions, not just sitting down and praying God exposes her.

I May not. be able to offer an advice but lemme ask these questions:
1). what of ur extended Family members?
2). talking about ur dad, his health is. not. an excuse to. keep it away from him? death comes @ it's appointed time, nevertheless spill it not. yourself.
3). if She's cheating on your dad what makes u think she can't do worse like poisoning and Co?
4). don't u think if u present this before the extended family members they May handle it maturely.such that spilling it to dad won't be a problem ??
please u and ur sisters should be utterly careful with the woman... in fact if u can prevent ur dad from eating her food, do so by all possible means even if it. means stealing her pot after cooking!
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lemme stop hear for more mature comments!