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Enough of this useless news!!!! selfish ASUU

demelza: Pharrell can do no wrong in my eyes when it comes to fashion. He's so handsome.
As for their wedding attires, I love it. Who says everyone has to wear the conventional white and black?
Happy married life Pharell!

if that guy on that picture is handsome to u. then I wonder what u ll call me... no bragging!!! but that guy ain't handsome!!

emmy99: Am beginning 2 see more of flow's line 'so I tot'. Jst an observation though

Lol.. oga flow is my mentor.. I actually included it as a tribute.. Same way I included Mazi Omenuko's line....Thanks for the observation.I promise d subsequent episodes will be more original.

shymexx: Did you celebrate with your hijab on?

and what business of urs is that?

ladies and gentlemen.. s story is just About to begin!!!! stay tuned!!! Thanks for reading, kindly make observations, ask questions and criticize where d need be!!! I'll appreciate If u do Thanks.

#continues#
I had gone on one of my usual futile search at the Cafe to c whether any miracle has happened about my post utme result. A miracle indeed happened, not about my post utme result but about something better.

I checked my choice school website and saw that the admission list had been released. I was so disappointed for what hope do I have in admission when my Exam is no where to be found. I decided to check the list, it was pasted by departmental order, I clicked on my department , I checked, I didn't c any name, i decided to check for the second time... lo! and behold my name was @ number. 10....
I ran out of d Cafe, hitting a small girl in d process, she could go to hell @ that moment for all I cared. I ran and ran until I got home, I stormed into the house in full speed, my mum who was in the sitting room, almost jumped out of her seat in fear. I must have been singing, a song Which I can't remember now..I broke the news to her, my dad also came out of the room, but he doubted me and asked me to go back to the Cafe to print the result.
It was at this point it dawned on me that I hard forgotten my phone and my balance.... my phone!!! my beloved phone....

maryhaam: Haba y d to be continue naaa,am loving it already continue naaa

I'll update tonight dear. stay tuned!!!

[quote author=Eni~girl]Short update.[/quote]I'm sorry. it's cos am typing with my phone. I promise longer updates ds week!!!

Olekumaster: i actually told her to make me her best friend and lover. But she just happen to 'trust' this guy so much. Just still contemplating maybe i will have to end the relationship.

guy!!!! run away!!! 190 knows better.. a shoulder to cry on soon becomes a kpekus to ride on!!!

no be small thin jare my sister!!! aw was d weekend?

garri4all: yes I did, I thought it was hilarious. so what do I get for liking your comments?

u got a permission to read d story at my signature!!!

garri4all: I guess you meant 'By the way'. The chat acronym 'btw' means 'by the way'. Between is 'b/w'
Please modify your comment. Thanks

Thanks for d correction.. hope u liked my post?

kindly lemme know ur observations after reading. thanks.

hibty: Nyc piece dear,buh make ur updates longer nau....to short

I promise as soon as my laptop is ready before the end of next week I'm currently typing with my phone

end of match!!!! I really pity d Ethiopians...
but a a staunch Nigerian to d bone!!!! emenike noni!!!

goal emenike... now!!! that's a classic goal... fvck Ethiopians!!!

crazy match... make I go play PES jare... at least I know I'll beat Ethiopia there.

#continues # Days turned weeks and weeks to months. My post-utme result was no where to be found. I checked the school's website, but couldn't find my name. Since I knew no one in d school, I couldn't lodge a complaint to the faculty.
These development gave my Mama an aura of superiority as she seized the opportunity to rain more blames on my dad for wasting money, efforts and time. It wasn't as if she did not want my progress, but the fear of been separated from her son by a journey of over 18 hours by road was the beginning of wisdom for her. She swore that even if i were to be admitted, my enrollment in the School will be over her grave. Such was d kinda love a mother had for her child... d kind of love mothers have for their children... like some would say...The only True love is the love of a mother to her child!!!! do you agree?
At this point in time, my sisters seized the opportunity to taunt me, for they knew my decision to be faraway from home was partly informed by the desire to escape their devilish ways.
I kept going to d Cafe everyday, hoping for a miracle to happen. Whatever gave me such hope, I do not know. In the meantime, my fling with Bisola was fading away albeit gradually, much to my delight... no thanks to my lackadaisical and lukewarm attitude towards her.
In the ember months of 2010, something happened, and that incidence till date makes me ask anyone facing a problem, d way a girl asked Mazi Omenuko...
'do u believe in fate? '

@ lipsyliscious... didn't c u on my thread again... I've updated o

#team 1 pack #

and some people will turn this into a tribal war... can't we look beyond tribe??

Note: This story is an intellectual property of the author. No part of it should be copied, reproduced or adulterated in any form without prior consent of the author.

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During my fling with Bisola, I had travelled to a Federal University in the northern part of Nigeria for my post -utme exam. At that time there was nothing like boko -haram and d state was so peaceful that you find people walking about freely in d midnight.
Till date, I still wonder the reason behind choosing d university as my choice school. During my registration for Jamb, I had chosen Lagos state university, for my dad had Long legs there. After the Exam I scored 266, and with that I felt I was good to go anywhere or so I thought.
I just woke up one day and told my Dad I wasn't interested in LASU any longer, and I wanted to change to a northern University. He asked y and I told him I wanted to explore my country. being the liberal type, he immediately granted my wish ,I bought the scratch card and changed my choice institution...all this was without my mama's knowledge.

She got wind of this pleasantly unpleasant development only after I had successfully changed it... all hell was let loose. Mama rained a flood if insults on my Dad blaming him, accusing him of giving me such an idea. My Dad being the calm type, laughed it off and dismissed it with a wave of a hand to the wind.....


To be continued soon...

lol I have so many on my phone too.but it ain't loading

a sharper guy has stepped in.U didn't step up ur game on time. am sorry bro!!! don't make d Same mistake with the next girl!!!

Same old story

#pours hot tea on my box#
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Good questions... let d diasporans keep it coming!!!

Thanks a lot guys!!!! pls kindly criticize, suggest and observe.

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Coincidentally, I wooed Bisola on valentines day, and that till today i still find as the best justification for her request.
She had requested that i send a Valentine's text message to her..Guys, when desperate can go any extent to prove their self worthy of a girl's love. Mine was actually different, I didn't send her any message...my reason for this is not farf-etched, immediately I saw signs of acceptance from my conversation with her, I realised that, in my heart, there was no atom of feeling for her, not to talk of love. I therefore concluded that It'll be wrong to lead her on....if there were one thing I was so blessed with by the Creator, it's my conscience... my conscience is my personal police, it arrests me even when I'm right in a wrong way.

My defiance to her request I felt, will make her conclude that I was unserious, this I felt will naturally lead to her refusal. On that day, she inadvertently proved to me that the female homo -sapien is more emotional than logical.

She did the calling throughout the spell of what she felt as a relationship, I, on my part was on d run from my conscience, I didn't make promises, I didn't give her hope, I didn't lead her on.... neither did I break it off, for I was afraid of breaking a heart...with this my conscience tempered justice with mercy - for it only subjected me to occasional feeling of guilt.
During this period, there was a day she asked whether or not I'll forget her should my admission become a reality.... I simply told her time will tell... indeed!!! time actually told....

Time, the worst enemy of man... brings our fears closer to our face by each passing second!!!


#to be continued soon #
I want to say a big thank u to all my readers and commentators, u guys are the wheel behind d vehicle... Thanks a lot... 1 love