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Thursday, 28 February 2013

Ngozi Okonjo-Iweala Being Crowned Today As Silverbird Man Of The Year 2012
The silverbird group announced earlier January this year that Ngozi Okonjo Iweala is the winner of  2012 Silverbird Man Of The Year. She deserves it. She is a woman of substance. She knows her onions. She is my auntie lol. The Silverbird man of the year award ceremony kicks off at Muson Center Lagos today 28 February 2013.

Ngozi Okonjo-Iweala Being Crowned Today As Silverbird Man Of The Year 2012

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Ngozi Okonjo-Iweala Being Crowned Today As Silverbird Man Of The Year 2012
The silverbird group announced earlier January this year that Ngozi Okonjo Iweala is the winner of  2012 Silverbird Man Of The Year. She deserves it. She is a woman of substance. She knows her onions. She is my auntie lol. The Silverbird man of the year award ceremony kicks off at Muson Center Lagos today 28 February 2013.

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Tuesday, 26 February 2013

Woke up. Read my devotional book and prayed. The topic was 'The Unbroken Christian'. Memory verse was Psalm 138:6. Laid on my bed for a while thinking. Should I go to the office first before going to The Palms regarding my phone issue or should I go straight to The Palms? My brother had already sent me a text this morning which I almost replied. Technically my phone is still missing so replying his text means I have found my phone though he may not catch on to that. I didn’t reply. I went to work then went to Saka Tinubu looking for casing for my old phone. Mehn it was like looking for a politician that has never lied. You won’t find any. Exactly my point, I dint find any case anywhere. Howcome it’s this scarce? I decided to get a new phone after all from Slot. I bought a nokia dual sim phone.

I strolled over to mtn office to do sim swap. I was shocked to the molecular level of my essence when the lady said my mtn line has not been registered. I’m like WTF??!!! Is she nuts or made out of nuts? Im damn certain like Im damn certain of my gender that I have registered. I have even sent 'REG' to 789 to verify. And they replied with confirmatory message that my line has been successfully registered. Anyway I registered again and did sim swap then left mtn office for our office.

Back in the office, it was full house. Ugo, Ifeanyi and Chris were there. Ugo and Ifeanyi were seriously deliberating on share percentage. Its amazing that every time such discussion is going on, it always includes two of them and no one gives a rat's ass about my own share. I thought we are in this together. Let just let it slide today. I will ask Ugo later if I’m labouring in vain. Sound of increasing salary is good but also having miniscule stake is even better. And I think I deserve it after all I’m playing my part well.

The day dragged by and we closed shop. I went home to the humdrum of my crowded room. Well I slept. God gave me sleep.

Dear Diary: Wednesday 20-02-2013

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Woke up. Read my devotional book and prayed. The topic was 'The Unbroken Christian'. Memory verse was Psalm 138:6. Laid on my bed for a while thinking. Should I go to the office first before going to The Palms regarding my phone issue or should I go straight to The Palms? My brother had already sent me a text this morning which I almost replied. Technically my phone is still missing so replying his text means I have found my phone though he may not catch on to that. I didn’t reply. I went to work then went to Saka Tinubu looking for casing for my old phone. Mehn it was like looking for a politician that has never lied. You won’t find any. Exactly my point, I dint find any case anywhere. Howcome it’s this scarce? I decided to get a new phone after all from Slot. I bought a nokia dual sim phone.

I strolled over to mtn office to do sim swap. I was shocked to the molecular level of my essence when the lady said my mtn line has not been registered. I’m like WTF??!!! Is she nuts or made out of nuts? Im damn certain like Im damn certain of my gender that I have registered. I have even sent 'REG' to 789 to verify. And they replied with confirmatory message that my line has been successfully registered. Anyway I registered again and did sim swap then left mtn office for our office.

Back in the office, it was full house. Ugo, Ifeanyi and Chris were there. Ugo and Ifeanyi were seriously deliberating on share percentage. Its amazing that every time such discussion is going on, it always includes two of them and no one gives a rat's ass about my own share. I thought we are in this together. Let just let it slide today. I will ask Ugo later if I’m labouring in vain. Sound of increasing salary is good but also having miniscule stake is even better. And I think I deserve it after all I’m playing my part well.

The day dragged by and we closed shop. I went home to the humdrum of my crowded room. Well I slept. God gave me sleep.
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My Diary: Tuesday 19-02-2013
Woke up. My head aches. A dull annoying persistent ache. I read my Open Heavens Devotional for the first time since I bought it. And the topic centered on a question I have been asking myself. The topic is "Give Life To Your Faith". Memory verse was Proverbs 21:25 - The desires of the slothful killeth him for his hands refuse to labour.

I often ask myself since I have faith of owning my own car this year, as a matter my choice car is now my darling desktop wallpaper on my laptop, is it my current job that will give me the money to buy that car? Which is possible. But I feel like there is something greater I should do to facilitate the process or make it a reality. Afterwards I prayed. I took my shower.

I felt good reading that devotional and felt even much better after praying. I was torn between going to work and staying at home. I was like Jesus when he prayed, ''Oh my father, if it be possible, let this cup pass from me...'' if it be possible let the cup of going to work today pass from me. I dint even have or know what to wear, I'm yet to wash my clothes. My phone battery was down and PHCN was out. I gave my neighbour's house-help my phone to charge for me. She said they were about to turn off their generator and I was like let plug it even if it’s for 1 minute.

I should've just listened to her if I knew I would regret later. Then it happened. They left to God-knows-where with my phone locked in their house. What!! She even turned my phone on, what was she looking for? Of course she couldn't go past the security code. The phone was useless to her but it now transformed to vault for missed calls and messages. I was fuming. She should've given me the phone before leaving.

My head was aching. The catarrh mucus wasn’t as red as yesterday. I managed to find my way to the office. I decided to be a little mischievous when asked about my phone because as sure as the sky is up, my boss must've tried to reach me severally. I decided my response to why I was phone silent will be that my phone is missing. Chuks replied the letter I sent requesting for financial assistance, well the result was negative. Not really surprising to me. At least I have gotten that out of the way. I can now focus on other things.

Later in the day my boss came back to the office from his myriads of meetings and complained and inquired why I dint pick any of his calls and dint reply any of his text messages. That was when it dawned on me that the house-help switched my phone on. I’m so cocksure that I gave her a switched off phone. I started imagining the number of missed calls I will get and how angry it will make some people when their calls are supposedly ignored by me. I told my boss that I don’t know where the phone was as planned. He was like

 ''dude you can’t afford to lose your phone now. Buy a new one immediately, I don’t care how you do it. You don’t know how much I depend on you. I was going mad when I couldn't reach you today. We are on the verge of making money. We are on edge of the mountain about to jump off into money. Once that happens, I will increase your salary by 300+% instantly. I will relocate you from that environment to a better one where you won’t be falling sick often. We will just take care of everybody's pressing needs.''

And Im like really? I know Im his babysitter, oh please tell me something that I dont know. He asked if N4,000 can get a new phone of the lowest tech ever provided one can send/receive calls/texts with it. He went ahead to give me the money plus extra for transportation and line retrieval. Now I’m cracking my brain on how not to spend this money on a new phone (makes evil face). I have a phone that I don’t use cuz the case is bad. All I have to do is get a new case for the old phone chikena! Ooh, I’m so smart, won’t you agree? At least this be opportunity I've been looking for to repair my old phone.

I left work feeling a bit feverish. I dint take complete dosage of my drugs though I doubt the efficacy of vitamin C tablets, blood capsule and cough syrup on my cough, catarrh, headache and dizzy spells. I got home in one normally functioning piece after spending some time with Gabriel, Aver, Blessing and Doctor. The house-help brought my with a guilt look on her face. It was as if he saw me coming from a mile away as

I approached their door she came out with the phone in hand. I gave her pieces of my mind. I let her I was angry. And why did she turn my phone on? She apologized. She wasn’t happy though I can tell by her reaction. She must be feeling like 'Is this the motherf**king thanks I get for helping you charge your phone?' I wanted to thank her and scold her but I ended up only scolding her. I wonder how she will react the next time I ask her to help me charge my phone. I got inside the house, ate rice and zzzzzzz.
 

Dear Diary: Tuesday 19-02-2013

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My Diary: Tuesday 19-02-2013
Woke up. My head aches. A dull annoying persistent ache. I read my Open Heavens Devotional for the first time since I bought it. And the topic centered on a question I have been asking myself. The topic is "Give Life To Your Faith". Memory verse was Proverbs 21:25 - The desires of the slothful killeth him for his hands refuse to labour.

I often ask myself since I have faith of owning my own car this year, as a matter my choice car is now my darling desktop wallpaper on my laptop, is it my current job that will give me the money to buy that car? Which is possible. But I feel like there is something greater I should do to facilitate the process or make it a reality. Afterwards I prayed. I took my shower.

I felt good reading that devotional and felt even much better after praying. I was torn between going to work and staying at home. I was like Jesus when he prayed, ''Oh my father, if it be possible, let this cup pass from me...'' if it be possible let the cup of going to work today pass from me. I dint even have or know what to wear, I'm yet to wash my clothes. My phone battery was down and PHCN was out. I gave my neighbour's house-help my phone to charge for me. She said they were about to turn off their generator and I was like let plug it even if it’s for 1 minute.

I should've just listened to her if I knew I would regret later. Then it happened. They left to God-knows-where with my phone locked in their house. What!! She even turned my phone on, what was she looking for? Of course she couldn't go past the security code. The phone was useless to her but it now transformed to vault for missed calls and messages. I was fuming. She should've given me the phone before leaving.

My head was aching. The catarrh mucus wasn’t as red as yesterday. I managed to find my way to the office. I decided to be a little mischievous when asked about my phone because as sure as the sky is up, my boss must've tried to reach me severally. I decided my response to why I was phone silent will be that my phone is missing. Chuks replied the letter I sent requesting for financial assistance, well the result was negative. Not really surprising to me. At least I have gotten that out of the way. I can now focus on other things.

Later in the day my boss came back to the office from his myriads of meetings and complained and inquired why I dint pick any of his calls and dint reply any of his text messages. That was when it dawned on me that the house-help switched my phone on. I’m so cocksure that I gave her a switched off phone. I started imagining the number of missed calls I will get and how angry it will make some people when their calls are supposedly ignored by me. I told my boss that I don’t know where the phone was as planned. He was like

 ''dude you can’t afford to lose your phone now. Buy a new one immediately, I don’t care how you do it. You don’t know how much I depend on you. I was going mad when I couldn't reach you today. We are on the verge of making money. We are on edge of the mountain about to jump off into money. Once that happens, I will increase your salary by 300+% instantly. I will relocate you from that environment to a better one where you won’t be falling sick often. We will just take care of everybody's pressing needs.''

And Im like really? I know Im his babysitter, oh please tell me something that I dont know. He asked if N4,000 can get a new phone of the lowest tech ever provided one can send/receive calls/texts with it. He went ahead to give me the money plus extra for transportation and line retrieval. Now I’m cracking my brain on how not to spend this money on a new phone (makes evil face). I have a phone that I don’t use cuz the case is bad. All I have to do is get a new case for the old phone chikena! Ooh, I’m so smart, won’t you agree? At least this be opportunity I've been looking for to repair my old phone.

I left work feeling a bit feverish. I dint take complete dosage of my drugs though I doubt the efficacy of vitamin C tablets, blood capsule and cough syrup on my cough, catarrh, headache and dizzy spells. I got home in one normally functioning piece after spending some time with Gabriel, Aver, Blessing and Doctor. The house-help brought my with a guilt look on her face. It was as if he saw me coming from a mile away as

I approached their door she came out with the phone in hand. I gave her pieces of my mind. I let her I was angry. And why did she turn my phone on? She apologized. She wasn’t happy though I can tell by her reaction. She must be feeling like 'Is this the motherf**king thanks I get for helping you charge your phone?' I wanted to thank her and scold her but I ended up only scolding her. I wonder how she will react the next time I ask her to help me charge my phone. I got inside the house, ate rice and zzzzzzz.
 

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Health Issue: Red Mucus (Phlegm) Discharge A Symptom Of Tuberculosis?
Woke up. If I didn't wake up I wont be writing this, right? Should I stop starting my daily dairy with 'woke up'? I will think about it. But seriously that's the first thing I do every morning I'm alive. My catarrh booked a long early appointment with the toilet. Little did I know what the deal was. I blew my nose several times in the toilet and the mucus kept pouring but it had this frightening red colour.

I noticed the red mucus discharge yesterday. I didn't do anything about it, I left it in the limbo of inconsequential. Yesterday it was just the first mucus that came out my nose that had the red colour, the rest had the normal milk colour. I was wondering could it be dust or is it blood. I concluded it was the dust because this wasn't the first time I experienced such thing. Yesterday stroll with Suggy was a strong suspect regarding the dust. But today's red mucus is too suspicious to be left in the inconsequential thought zone that it's dust.

Tuberculosis Test 
Whats more, when I blow my nose its like I can feel my brain coming out of my nose. This muddles my thought process. The dull pain makes me dizzy for a moment and I can feel it throbbing across my skull. I decided to visit the hospital. I sent my boss and brother a text that I wont come to the office instead the doctor will be prodding me today. He replied that I should do tuberculosis test. Is this the symptom of tuberculosis? Now he got me worried. Funny he didn't ask me to do HIV test, because it seems to be the only test that spews out of his mouth anything I said I'm going to the hospital.

Do I look like I've bought HIV ticket and now waiting for take off? Does my lifestyle even give an iota of hint like that? Shoo!! I went to the hospital, did a wbc test, whatever that means. I will Google it. Or I can just ask the doctor lol. I forgot to ask the doctor. They took my blood sample twice. Said the first wasn't enough. Hope these guys are not vampires. Please leave some blood for my heart to play with. I kinda like the chic that sucked my blood the second time. She's a tall cute and dark skinned beauty. For some reason I didn't suck out her name and number. The test said it was advanced ordinary cough.

Good Doctor/Hospital Means Good Money
I went back to the office that late afternoon. Everybody were or at least acted very concerned about my health. At the end of the day they advised I see a good doctor or go to a good hospital. You know good doctor/hospital in Victoria Island Lagos means good money. Did anybody give me good money for a good doctor/hospital, hell no! I don't blame them though, times are hard.

I went home feeling better than I felt leaving home in the morning.

Dear Diary: Monday 18-02-2013

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Health Issue: Red Mucus (Phlegm) Discharge A Symptom Of Tuberculosis?
Woke up. If I didn't wake up I wont be writing this, right? Should I stop starting my daily dairy with 'woke up'? I will think about it. But seriously that's the first thing I do every morning I'm alive. My catarrh booked a long early appointment with the toilet. Little did I know what the deal was. I blew my nose several times in the toilet and the mucus kept pouring but it had this frightening red colour.

I noticed the red mucus discharge yesterday. I didn't do anything about it, I left it in the limbo of inconsequential. Yesterday it was just the first mucus that came out my nose that had the red colour, the rest had the normal milk colour. I was wondering could it be dust or is it blood. I concluded it was the dust because this wasn't the first time I experienced such thing. Yesterday stroll with Suggy was a strong suspect regarding the dust. But today's red mucus is too suspicious to be left in the inconsequential thought zone that it's dust.

Tuberculosis Test 
Whats more, when I blow my nose its like I can feel my brain coming out of my nose. This muddles my thought process. The dull pain makes me dizzy for a moment and I can feel it throbbing across my skull. I decided to visit the hospital. I sent my boss and brother a text that I wont come to the office instead the doctor will be prodding me today. He replied that I should do tuberculosis test. Is this the symptom of tuberculosis? Now he got me worried. Funny he didn't ask me to do HIV test, because it seems to be the only test that spews out of his mouth anything I said I'm going to the hospital.

Do I look like I've bought HIV ticket and now waiting for take off? Does my lifestyle even give an iota of hint like that? Shoo!! I went to the hospital, did a wbc test, whatever that means. I will Google it. Or I can just ask the doctor lol. I forgot to ask the doctor. They took my blood sample twice. Said the first wasn't enough. Hope these guys are not vampires. Please leave some blood for my heart to play with. I kinda like the chic that sucked my blood the second time. She's a tall cute and dark skinned beauty. For some reason I didn't suck out her name and number. The test said it was advanced ordinary cough.

Good Doctor/Hospital Means Good Money
I went back to the office that late afternoon. Everybody were or at least acted very concerned about my health. At the end of the day they advised I see a good doctor or go to a good hospital. You know good doctor/hospital in Victoria Island Lagos means good money. Did anybody give me good money for a good doctor/hospital, hell no! I don't blame them though, times are hard.

I went home feeling better than I felt leaving home in the morning.
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My Diary: Sunday 17-02-2013

Woke up. I lazed about in the house before going to church. Everybody went to church today. I went to Redeem my church, Ibe went to The Dome in Lekki and his wife Amara went to a different one. We all went to worship God almighty, same destination different paths. For some reason I was so sleepy in church unlike me. Does it mean my body is yet to make a full recovery from the sleep I denied it yesterday after the Saturday run in the morning? Ok body I will make it up to you somehow, just don’t embarrass me going to sleep without my authorization. We had a church youth meeting after service. We were only able to fix a date for youth fellowship meetings where we can now tackle matters at hand like electing new exco, financing the viewing center, etc.

Read: Why Do Some People Go To Church To Disturb?

I got home and went catatonic in land of the awake as soon as my back touched the bed. The only thing I was able to remove was my palm slippers plus my watch. I wore one hausa attire, dont know the name but its one of those annoyingly overflowing attire, lol. Yep I wore it. I slept still wearing it. I had a real good sleep.

Read: My Beauty Sleep Cruelly Denied Me Wednesday May 15 2013

Don’t know if it was a text from Suggy asking for the address to my place that woke me. Is it telepathy or premonition because my phone was on silent mode. I checked the time, it was about 45 seconds earlier. I replied immediately. Later she arrived. I went out to buy her some refreshments and she came with me. By the time we came back, Ibe and his wife were preparing to leave to give us some space. By the way Suggy is just name pet I call her and she calls me the same thing. We worked together at my former company Vectis before the company shut down. That was when we developed a close friendship. We had a good time catching up.

Read: Sometimes The Universe Seem To Work Against You But Devil Is A Liar

She came with extra luggage. She came with her laptop for a PowerPoint lesson. Gladly, I taught her a few things about PowerPoint. We talked about alota stuff. She left around 6:00pm. We strolled from my place to the bus stop. I was wary of the dust cuz of my catarrh but I just left it in the hands of the universe to keep me safe. We kept in touch via text messages until she was home safely.

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Dear Diary: Sunday 17-02-2013

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My Diary: Sunday 17-02-2013

Woke up. I lazed about in the house before going to church. Everybody went to church today. I went to Redeem my church, Ibe went to The Dome in Lekki and his wife Amara went to a different one. We all went to worship God almighty, same destination different paths. For some reason I was so sleepy in church unlike me. Does it mean my body is yet to make a full recovery from the sleep I denied it yesterday after the Saturday run in the morning? Ok body I will make it up to you somehow, just don’t embarrass me going to sleep without my authorization. We had a church youth meeting after service. We were only able to fix a date for youth fellowship meetings where we can now tackle matters at hand like electing new exco, financing the viewing center, etc.

Read: Why Do Some People Go To Church To Disturb?

I got home and went catatonic in land of the awake as soon as my back touched the bed. The only thing I was able to remove was my palm slippers plus my watch. I wore one hausa attire, dont know the name but its one of those annoyingly overflowing attire, lol. Yep I wore it. I slept still wearing it. I had a real good sleep.

Read: My Beauty Sleep Cruelly Denied Me Wednesday May 15 2013

Don’t know if it was a text from Suggy asking for the address to my place that woke me. Is it telepathy or premonition because my phone was on silent mode. I checked the time, it was about 45 seconds earlier. I replied immediately. Later she arrived. I went out to buy her some refreshments and she came with me. By the time we came back, Ibe and his wife were preparing to leave to give us some space. By the way Suggy is just name pet I call her and she calls me the same thing. We worked together at my former company Vectis before the company shut down. That was when we developed a close friendship. We had a good time catching up.

Read: Sometimes The Universe Seem To Work Against You But Devil Is A Liar

She came with extra luggage. She came with her laptop for a PowerPoint lesson. Gladly, I taught her a few things about PowerPoint. We talked about alota stuff. She left around 6:00pm. We strolled from my place to the bus stop. I was wary of the dust cuz of my catarrh but I just left it in the hands of the universe to keep me safe. We kept in touch via text messages until she was home safely.

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My Diary: Saturday 16-02-2013
Woke up early cuz I gotta run today. I made it Lekki on time but we started the run late. Today we did '15km' not the usual 10km. Im not really sure I did the full 15km cuz of the route I took. Today's running wasnt so good for me. First my stomach ached like mad just after I started. I had to endure the pain till it stopped. Next I felt so weak. I had to stop to reenergize, something I have never done before. Anyway I still did the run and finished gallantly.

Read: Most Essential Health Benefits Gained From Running Regular

But afterwards I was so tired. I was supposed to see Enque today at Ozone, mehn can I make it in this state? Who knows! We already spoke and she wasn’t taking any rain check as usual so Im not about to do same either. Don’t even know what to wear. Well Imma rock my blue jean shirt and black jean trouser but mehn its freaking hot to dress like. Unfortunately I dont have a choice. I relaxed a bit at Lekki before heading. I was extremely tired.

Got home showered and headed out. When I got home though, the room was smelling like filth and my door was locked from inside by Ibe or his wife, how come? They always accused their last daughter Praise of always locking the door, Praise is no longer here. Did Praise come from the east to lock the door? Traffic wasnt much but the sweat was expected. Finally I made it to Ozone at e-Center Yaba. As expected, Enque is yet to arrive. She hates to wait for someone at places like this. She said she hates to wait around like she has no job. But its perfectly ok for me to wait around like I had no job now. I waited some more before she showed up.

Meanwhile I feel so sleepy and tired. We chilled at chicken republic and chatted about this and that. It was really nice to see her. Cough catarrh still worrying though it allowed me to enjoy myself with Enque. Now its time for us to head home. I took Obalende bus from Yaba, she took the bus going her way. We ran into this terrible traffic along Lekki Epe expressway from second roundabouts. We crawled till we got Nicon Town estate when the road freed up. Though I slept through most of the way just to reduce the agonizing impact of the traffic, I still feel sleepy. I feel like Im drunk. I was only able to sleep in the night.

Dear Diary: Saturday 16-02-2013

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My Diary: Saturday 16-02-2013
Woke up early cuz I gotta run today. I made it Lekki on time but we started the run late. Today we did '15km' not the usual 10km. Im not really sure I did the full 15km cuz of the route I took. Today's running wasnt so good for me. First my stomach ached like mad just after I started. I had to endure the pain till it stopped. Next I felt so weak. I had to stop to reenergize, something I have never done before. Anyway I still did the run and finished gallantly.

Read: Most Essential Health Benefits Gained From Running Regular

But afterwards I was so tired. I was supposed to see Enque today at Ozone, mehn can I make it in this state? Who knows! We already spoke and she wasn’t taking any rain check as usual so Im not about to do same either. Don’t even know what to wear. Well Imma rock my blue jean shirt and black jean trouser but mehn its freaking hot to dress like. Unfortunately I dont have a choice. I relaxed a bit at Lekki before heading. I was extremely tired.

Got home showered and headed out. When I got home though, the room was smelling like filth and my door was locked from inside by Ibe or his wife, how come? They always accused their last daughter Praise of always locking the door, Praise is no longer here. Did Praise come from the east to lock the door? Traffic wasnt much but the sweat was expected. Finally I made it to Ozone at e-Center Yaba. As expected, Enque is yet to arrive. She hates to wait for someone at places like this. She said she hates to wait around like she has no job. But its perfectly ok for me to wait around like I had no job now. I waited some more before she showed up.

Meanwhile I feel so sleepy and tired. We chilled at chicken republic and chatted about this and that. It was really nice to see her. Cough catarrh still worrying though it allowed me to enjoy myself with Enque. Now its time for us to head home. I took Obalende bus from Yaba, she took the bus going her way. We ran into this terrible traffic along Lekki Epe expressway from second roundabouts. We crawled till we got Nicon Town estate when the road freed up. Though I slept through most of the way just to reduce the agonizing impact of the traffic, I still feel sleepy. I feel like Im drunk. I was only able to sleep in the night.
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My Diary: Friday 15-02-2013
I woke up early. That was a fake wake up because I drifted off and woke up late. My boss sent a text message at 8:24am that I should be very early in office. I didn't even see the text till after 9:00am when I hopped out of the bathroom. What excuse am I going to give him today. Yet again I didn't read Open Heavens Devotional this morning. I hit the road and noticed an unusual traffic, bingo! That's my excuse! Quickly I sent him a text about the bad traffic and that it might be a road accident. It actually turned out to be a road accident involving a danfo bus and a space wagon. The danfo bus drivers are as reckless as the okada (commercial motorcycles) friends. The two cars looked pretty banged up. I have no idea regarding casualties.

Read: Danfo Bus Experience

Finally I made it to the office. First to come, I thought my boss would already be there. Didn’t do much in the office. I downloaded this track ''Ome Nwanne'' by Kelly Handsome and I have been feeling the song die! It’s putting me deep in the igbo mood, if you know what I mean. Its a high-life song with lyrics mostly in igbo I left for Caxton-Martins office to pick up company incorporation documents for Ben. Traffic was light on my way going but it was a different a story coming back. It felt like eternity sitting in the bus for a long time under the hot sun. It was like torture. Its always like torture especially when its a commercial bus with no air-conditioner in it.

Ibe's wife Amara came back this evening. I wasn't expecting her. As I drew closer to my door I heard her voice as she chatted away. The second half of the duo chatterbox is back, now my ears should be wearing the most tech and efficient earmuffs.



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Dear Diary: Friday 15-02-2013

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My Diary: Friday 15-02-2013
I woke up early. That was a fake wake up because I drifted off and woke up late. My boss sent a text message at 8:24am that I should be very early in office. I didn't even see the text till after 9:00am when I hopped out of the bathroom. What excuse am I going to give him today. Yet again I didn't read Open Heavens Devotional this morning. I hit the road and noticed an unusual traffic, bingo! That's my excuse! Quickly I sent him a text about the bad traffic and that it might be a road accident. It actually turned out to be a road accident involving a danfo bus and a space wagon. The danfo bus drivers are as reckless as the okada (commercial motorcycles) friends. The two cars looked pretty banged up. I have no idea regarding casualties.

Read: Danfo Bus Experience

Finally I made it to the office. First to come, I thought my boss would already be there. Didn’t do much in the office. I downloaded this track ''Ome Nwanne'' by Kelly Handsome and I have been feeling the song die! It’s putting me deep in the igbo mood, if you know what I mean. Its a high-life song with lyrics mostly in igbo I left for Caxton-Martins office to pick up company incorporation documents for Ben. Traffic was light on my way going but it was a different a story coming back. It felt like eternity sitting in the bus for a long time under the hot sun. It was like torture. Its always like torture especially when its a commercial bus with no air-conditioner in it.

Ibe's wife Amara came back this evening. I wasn't expecting her. As I drew closer to my door I heard her voice as she chatted away. The second half of the duo chatterbox is back, now my ears should be wearing the most tech and efficient earmuffs.



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My Diary: Thursday 14-02-2013
Woke up early. My mind woke much earlier than my body. They had to come to a hard bargained agreement for me to finally get out the bed. I wish today was a weekend or public holiday because I felt so weak. I wanted to sleep some more to satisfy my body. I wanted to rest some more to rejuvenate my body. But my mind gotta drag me to work. Today should've been the first day of reading my newly bought Open Heavens Devotional, well for some reason I dint read it today. I should've taken it to the office. Oh no not again! That bastard bout of cough attacked me again on my way to the office. As usual there's a pretty chic on my left but not directly next to me. This cough just likes embarrassing me doesn’t it? I was admiring her and I guess she was doing the same thing because or eyes locked several times. It hadn't even crossed my mind that it is valentine's day.

The sky looks dull like it’s about to rain. I love this weather. Cool and calm, that’s my nature. It’s just the weather that is serene which is a sharp contrast from the reality of daily Lagos street activities. The hustle and bustle of chaotic Lagos is peaking. What’s more? The sun has begun piercing the dark cloak of cloud that looked like make up on the face of the sky to sneak a scorching peek to earth and its dwellers. The cloudy sky fought back and ushered in a mild shower of rain. Yeah the weather is even cooler now, I like it. The thunderstorm that followed was definitely on another level. I mean the deaf certainly must've heard it. A heavy rain fell after the thunderstorm. It would seem that the initial light shower was just a warm up for the main event.

Back to office matter, my boss and his partners are working on a deal that’s nearing closure, the smell of the money is suddenly getting strong and possibility of closing the deal is high. The Oliver Twist nature of partners is beginning to seep to the surface regarding the sharing formula of the proceeds. So my boss and had a marathon session devising a rational and acceptable sharing formula for the partners. Well we did come up with a good formula, the bad thing is Im not on it. Oh well Im not a partner. The generator serving the office has been begging for replacement but like typical Nigerians, the management of the office complex has been managing it. If the generator is not over heating, it’s another issue. Other times the gen will run till they run out of diesel. Anyway I started work on my 10 pager article on FDI. It’s a start.

Read: Dear Diary: Monday 11-02-2013

I had very pleasant surprise today. My babe that relocated to the eastern part of Nigeria visited me. I thought she was messing with me when she said was around. What a pleasant surprise! We had brief blissful time together before she left. She really looked good hmm! She gave me some kinda visual orgasm. Its been long since I saw her. I have no idea why her visit to Lagos coincided with February 14 but definitely it wasnt solely to see me. It was already 5:00pm. Earlier the girl I started seeing recently had invited me to a valentine event she was invited to holding at Scintilla Club and organized by a certain church. She said I will take her out after the event. I said I cant do both. To be precise I said in igbo '' Agaghi m aga ihe nke elu igwe, bia gaa ihe nke uwa'' Meaning I cant attend heavenly stuff and also indulge in a worldly stuff afterwards. So I effectively avoided the scintilla club event.

By the time she came from Scintilla Club it was around 9:40pm. She insisted I take her out. I set my mind on taking to Picadilly Suites but I asked her to choose a venue and she chose Picadilly as I expected. There was a life band to my greatest surprise Victor Ayara of Silverbird Television that normally presents Head2Head was onstage performing. He is good. He is versatile. His reggae performance was awesome. He also did hilife and it was banging. He did other genre too. He even tried a little freestyle and comedy. We had drinks and asuu. It was a very beautiful night. Im glad we went. We went home around 3:00am. Normally the night would've ended with some passionate love making but my friend was at my place and I can’t just displace him to wander in that early morning so I can get my freak on. But If he volunteered to do it then its fine by me lol.

Dear Diary: Thursday 14-02-2013

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My Diary: Thursday 14-02-2013
Woke up early. My mind woke much earlier than my body. They had to come to a hard bargained agreement for me to finally get out the bed. I wish today was a weekend or public holiday because I felt so weak. I wanted to sleep some more to satisfy my body. I wanted to rest some more to rejuvenate my body. But my mind gotta drag me to work. Today should've been the first day of reading my newly bought Open Heavens Devotional, well for some reason I dint read it today. I should've taken it to the office. Oh no not again! That bastard bout of cough attacked me again on my way to the office. As usual there's a pretty chic on my left but not directly next to me. This cough just likes embarrassing me doesn’t it? I was admiring her and I guess she was doing the same thing because or eyes locked several times. It hadn't even crossed my mind that it is valentine's day.

The sky looks dull like it’s about to rain. I love this weather. Cool and calm, that’s my nature. It’s just the weather that is serene which is a sharp contrast from the reality of daily Lagos street activities. The hustle and bustle of chaotic Lagos is peaking. What’s more? The sun has begun piercing the dark cloak of cloud that looked like make up on the face of the sky to sneak a scorching peek to earth and its dwellers. The cloudy sky fought back and ushered in a mild shower of rain. Yeah the weather is even cooler now, I like it. The thunderstorm that followed was definitely on another level. I mean the deaf certainly must've heard it. A heavy rain fell after the thunderstorm. It would seem that the initial light shower was just a warm up for the main event.

Back to office matter, my boss and his partners are working on a deal that’s nearing closure, the smell of the money is suddenly getting strong and possibility of closing the deal is high. The Oliver Twist nature of partners is beginning to seep to the surface regarding the sharing formula of the proceeds. So my boss and had a marathon session devising a rational and acceptable sharing formula for the partners. Well we did come up with a good formula, the bad thing is Im not on it. Oh well Im not a partner. The generator serving the office has been begging for replacement but like typical Nigerians, the management of the office complex has been managing it. If the generator is not over heating, it’s another issue. Other times the gen will run till they run out of diesel. Anyway I started work on my 10 pager article on FDI. It’s a start.

Read: Dear Diary: Monday 11-02-2013

I had very pleasant surprise today. My babe that relocated to the eastern part of Nigeria visited me. I thought she was messing with me when she said was around. What a pleasant surprise! We had brief blissful time together before she left. She really looked good hmm! She gave me some kinda visual orgasm. Its been long since I saw her. I have no idea why her visit to Lagos coincided with February 14 but definitely it wasnt solely to see me. It was already 5:00pm. Earlier the girl I started seeing recently had invited me to a valentine event she was invited to holding at Scintilla Club and organized by a certain church. She said I will take her out after the event. I said I cant do both. To be precise I said in igbo '' Agaghi m aga ihe nke elu igwe, bia gaa ihe nke uwa'' Meaning I cant attend heavenly stuff and also indulge in a worldly stuff afterwards. So I effectively avoided the scintilla club event.

By the time she came from Scintilla Club it was around 9:40pm. She insisted I take her out. I set my mind on taking to Picadilly Suites but I asked her to choose a venue and she chose Picadilly as I expected. There was a life band to my greatest surprise Victor Ayara of Silverbird Television that normally presents Head2Head was onstage performing. He is good. He is versatile. His reggae performance was awesome. He also did hilife and it was banging. He did other genre too. He even tried a little freestyle and comedy. We had drinks and asuu. It was a very beautiful night. Im glad we went. We went home around 3:00am. Normally the night would've ended with some passionate love making but my friend was at my place and I can’t just displace him to wander in that early morning so I can get my freak on. But If he volunteered to do it then its fine by me lol.

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Woke up late. And I'm supposed to be early in office against a meeting. Rushed everything, brushing, bathing, dressing, etc. Took a bike to my bus stop, we waste some time looking for change. Boarded a bus to the office and it developed fault along the way but the driver continued to manage it like that. Another time wasting endeavour. What is wrong? Is the universe against me today. Is there any reward for me today if I come late on a day I'm supposed to come early? Now my boss is bombarding me with calls and text messages, oh mehn its such a drag. Now we run into traffic, great!

Read: Sometimes The Universe Seem To Work Against You But Devil Is A Liar

Ok here comes my annoying cough. Why now in the middle of this hot morning traffic? Lord why me? There's this chick to my left in the bus whom I complimented on her fair lovely skin now she was the person sympathizing with me. I was utilizing my herculean power to suppress the cough. If only she knew what I was going through. Its funny how the stress/pressure was leaving weird tale tell sign on my face. My left eye was shedding tears non stop while my right was completely normal. Guess what, I dint have any handky on me. My nose slowly started to trickle goo. And my stomach quivering occasionally as it intercepts the cough. It was like numerous bombs exploding in my stomach at different sites. Thank God my stomach didn't rip open spilling my guts just because I was trying to be Clark Kent beside a chic.

Luckily I made it out of that fix without imploding. But seriously this cough is becoming a pain in the rear end of my body. The last time I had a cough like this, the medical officer advised me to avoid dust, smoke, polluted air, etc. Well how can I avoid it? Its the nature of the environment I live in. Lack of power supply forces people to run their army of generators that produce smokes/fumes. The road to my street is untarred, with no rains, its very dusty as it is always busy. You can imagine an MNC wanted to rehabilitate the road but the baale of the area wanted a kickback, this angered the multi-national company.

By the time I got to the office the meeting had already begun, it made me look unserious. What's done is done I guess. The day went normally afterwards. There's a letter I've been dreading to write but I just gotta write it. The longer I delay the harder and more messy it gets. I'm sure you know that kinda situation. I want to tell my cousin who was sponsoring my MBA program at UNILAG that I flunked one course and that's why I'm not graduating this year. Well that's not the worst part though. The worst part is I gotta pay extra fees. Knowing this guy can be really nice and kind if he wants to, he can also be your worst nightmare if wants to.

I still haven't done the 10 pager summary of my project that my supervisor asked me to do. Damn! I got some work to do. In the bid to get spiritual this year, I decided to buy Open Heaven, a christian morning devotional book. Well since I made that decision, the book I would say went into hiding. I haven't seen it anywhere. Luckily, I saw it today at Prince Ebeano Supermarket and I bought it for N980. Sometime in the afternoon I went to Germaine Auto to make an enquiry.

Read: The Best Place For Affordable Grocery Shopping And Avoid Terrible Traffic

I met one thick dark African sister in bus. She munched away at a digestive biscuits with dedicated commitment. I watched her with amusement and I got her talking with me. We had cool chat till I got off the bus. But not without getting her number. She studied music and teaches music. I find that superb. A square peg in a square hole. She can play sax and piano. I toyed with the idea of learning an instrument from her and she was like for the right money, instrument and time she will teach me. Oh yeah the number she gave me is yet to ring, should I be worried. It took a while but it finally rang the next day.

Dear Diary: Wednesday 13-02-2013

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Woke up late. And I'm supposed to be early in office against a meeting. Rushed everything, brushing, bathing, dressing, etc. Took a bike to my bus stop, we waste some time looking for change. Boarded a bus to the office and it developed fault along the way but the driver continued to manage it like that. Another time wasting endeavour. What is wrong? Is the universe against me today. Is there any reward for me today if I come late on a day I'm supposed to come early? Now my boss is bombarding me with calls and text messages, oh mehn its such a drag. Now we run into traffic, great!

Read: Sometimes The Universe Seem To Work Against You But Devil Is A Liar

Ok here comes my annoying cough. Why now in the middle of this hot morning traffic? Lord why me? There's this chick to my left in the bus whom I complimented on her fair lovely skin now she was the person sympathizing with me. I was utilizing my herculean power to suppress the cough. If only she knew what I was going through. Its funny how the stress/pressure was leaving weird tale tell sign on my face. My left eye was shedding tears non stop while my right was completely normal. Guess what, I dint have any handky on me. My nose slowly started to trickle goo. And my stomach quivering occasionally as it intercepts the cough. It was like numerous bombs exploding in my stomach at different sites. Thank God my stomach didn't rip open spilling my guts just because I was trying to be Clark Kent beside a chic.

Luckily I made it out of that fix without imploding. But seriously this cough is becoming a pain in the rear end of my body. The last time I had a cough like this, the medical officer advised me to avoid dust, smoke, polluted air, etc. Well how can I avoid it? Its the nature of the environment I live in. Lack of power supply forces people to run their army of generators that produce smokes/fumes. The road to my street is untarred, with no rains, its very dusty as it is always busy. You can imagine an MNC wanted to rehabilitate the road but the baale of the area wanted a kickback, this angered the multi-national company.

By the time I got to the office the meeting had already begun, it made me look unserious. What's done is done I guess. The day went normally afterwards. There's a letter I've been dreading to write but I just gotta write it. The longer I delay the harder and more messy it gets. I'm sure you know that kinda situation. I want to tell my cousin who was sponsoring my MBA program at UNILAG that I flunked one course and that's why I'm not graduating this year. Well that's not the worst part though. The worst part is I gotta pay extra fees. Knowing this guy can be really nice and kind if he wants to, he can also be your worst nightmare if wants to.

I still haven't done the 10 pager summary of my project that my supervisor asked me to do. Damn! I got some work to do. In the bid to get spiritual this year, I decided to buy Open Heaven, a christian morning devotional book. Well since I made that decision, the book I would say went into hiding. I haven't seen it anywhere. Luckily, I saw it today at Prince Ebeano Supermarket and I bought it for N980. Sometime in the afternoon I went to Germaine Auto to make an enquiry.

Read: The Best Place For Affordable Grocery Shopping And Avoid Terrible Traffic

I met one thick dark African sister in bus. She munched away at a digestive biscuits with dedicated commitment. I watched her with amusement and I got her talking with me. We had cool chat till I got off the bus. But not without getting her number. She studied music and teaches music. I find that superb. A square peg in a square hole. She can play sax and piano. I toyed with the idea of learning an instrument from her and she was like for the right money, instrument and time she will teach me. Oh yeah the number she gave me is yet to ring, should I be worried. It took a while but it finally rang the next day.
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Friday, 22 February 2013

Woke up. Prayed. Was drifting in and out of consciousness during the prayer. You know what I mean? You forget what you have asked God before and probably ask for it or say it twice. I used to have a routine of things to do when I wake up that I follow, I don't follow any now. I need to make a new improved one. I need to manage my time better. Looks like I'm gonna go to work late. And I did. Went to work a few minutes after ten o'clock. Got a text for help from a friend of mine who went into the cultural cult called marriage unprepared if you ask me. The text goes,

''Slime a good friend always be the best among friends.Pls gee I begin u in d name of Jesus wo created me & u.I dnt hav money to feed my family,help me if is 2k.''


Read: What To Do When The Help You Gave Is Giving You Hell?

There it is verbatim, nothing added nor subtracted. I'm reading the text and multitude of emotions coursed through my veins. Dude! I got some issues bothering me now. Of course if I had spare N2k, I would've doled it out but not today. My first reaction was laughter. I read it again, then it was pity. I read it again, now it was anger. So many other waves of feelings quickly washed the shores of my mind. I'm not married yet but I should be. Someone I was hoping to marry ran away with an oil worker. I saw it coming from a mile away  and carefully withdrew myself. I'm glad it happened before it got deep. The circumstance is not ripe for me yet.

Read: Relationship Guide: 12 Reasons Why Couples Drift Apart You Should Avoid

I got a married man and his wife & two kids squatting with me in a one room self contain for almost a year now, trust me my eyes have seen my ears without using a mirror. You can as well say I'm a part-time married man/husband/father by virtue of inconveniencing association. Its good to be married but its best to be prepared and happily married. And it starts with proper planning. I know there are always ups and downs in a man's life but with a good plan there will always be a plan B.

Don't get me wrong I'm not mocking my who asked for assistance nor the one squatting with me, neither am I mocking the marriage institution. I'm just saying one shouldn't bite more than you can chew.

Read: Which Is More Important, The Marriage Proposal Or The Marriage Proper?

As I managed to systematically file all this deep away in my memory drive, a young man walked up to me begging for N200 transport fare aid. This is the second person in about two weeks, it has been donkey years when any bodily soul ever walked to me with such story. In Lagos such story irritate me immensely regardless it might be genuine because most crooks turn it to full time job. My mind was like well if you can't afford N2000 for your friend and his family you sure can afford N200 for this total stranger. My mind succeeded in convincing me to part with N200 for that fellow.

Read: Charity Wednesday April 17 2013

I din't bother myself with his sincerity, only God will judge. The rest of the day went by. Didn't bother to write the rest of the high points out.


Dear Diary: Tuesday 12-02-2013

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Woke up. Prayed. Was drifting in and out of consciousness during the prayer. You know what I mean? You forget what you have asked God before and probably ask for it or say it twice. I used to have a routine of things to do when I wake up that I follow, I don't follow any now. I need to make a new improved one. I need to manage my time better. Looks like I'm gonna go to work late. And I did. Went to work a few minutes after ten o'clock. Got a text for help from a friend of mine who went into the cultural cult called marriage unprepared if you ask me. The text goes,

''Slime a good friend always be the best among friends.Pls gee I begin u in d name of Jesus wo created me & u.I dnt hav money to feed my family,help me if is 2k.''


Read: What To Do When The Help You Gave Is Giving You Hell?

There it is verbatim, nothing added nor subtracted. I'm reading the text and multitude of emotions coursed through my veins. Dude! I got some issues bothering me now. Of course if I had spare N2k, I would've doled it out but not today. My first reaction was laughter. I read it again, then it was pity. I read it again, now it was anger. So many other waves of feelings quickly washed the shores of my mind. I'm not married yet but I should be. Someone I was hoping to marry ran away with an oil worker. I saw it coming from a mile away  and carefully withdrew myself. I'm glad it happened before it got deep. The circumstance is not ripe for me yet.

Read: Relationship Guide: 12 Reasons Why Couples Drift Apart You Should Avoid

I got a married man and his wife & two kids squatting with me in a one room self contain for almost a year now, trust me my eyes have seen my ears without using a mirror. You can as well say I'm a part-time married man/husband/father by virtue of inconveniencing association. Its good to be married but its best to be prepared and happily married. And it starts with proper planning. I know there are always ups and downs in a man's life but with a good plan there will always be a plan B.

Don't get me wrong I'm not mocking my who asked for assistance nor the one squatting with me, neither am I mocking the marriage institution. I'm just saying one shouldn't bite more than you can chew.

Read: Which Is More Important, The Marriage Proposal Or The Marriage Proper?

As I managed to systematically file all this deep away in my memory drive, a young man walked up to me begging for N200 transport fare aid. This is the second person in about two weeks, it has been donkey years when any bodily soul ever walked to me with such story. In Lagos such story irritate me immensely regardless it might be genuine because most crooks turn it to full time job. My mind was like well if you can't afford N2000 for your friend and his family you sure can afford N200 for this total stranger. My mind succeeded in convincing me to part with N200 for that fellow.

Read: Charity Wednesday April 17 2013

I din't bother myself with his sincerity, only God will judge. The rest of the day went by. Didn't bother to write the rest of the high points out.


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Dear Diary: Monday 11-02-2013
Dear Diary: Monday 11-02-2013
I woke up very early or specifically I was woken up very early by the co-occupants of my room. Ibe's wife was travelling with the kids to Umuahia today so they woke very early in preparation for the journey.

Read: Travel Photos: Souvenirs From My Journey To God's Own State

I didn't pray. I haven't had enough sleep but I couldn't sleep again with all shuffling and beehive activities of packing they put up. Finally they left few minutes after five. Ibe went with them of course to make sure everything went smoothly. There I was in my room, all alone.

Read: Home Alone And Loving It Monday May 20 2013

For the first time in what seemed ages I felt a sense of calm and peace. How I wish they've all left for good. I will breathe fresh air again. I had to do immediate clean up. I started with the irritating candle wax they leave around everywhere like its an awesome house decoration. It baffles me how they feel so comfortable with such filth, but then thats just a tiny tip of the iceberg of their lifestyle that nauseate me.

Must Read: What To Do When The Help You Gave Is Giving You Hell?

I took permission yesterday from my fat fair boss to go school today which he accepted. I stayed at home till around 11:00 am before heading out to school.

I'm going to see Big BEN of Business Administration Department of UNILAG. He is indeed big but my God is BIGGER. I stumbled unto my unorganized project supervisor to my surprise he remembered me. This man is yet to submit my project to MBA school since last year. To my greatest surprise he asked me to write a 10 page article on FDI (which my project centered on) to be put in one of the journal in school. Seriously I didn't come here for this. I let him know he was to submitt by project to MBA school Yaba, then he took me to his office. There it was, lying on his table in the company of the mammoth of stationaries, books, projects, articles journals, etc in a disorganized manner was my project. Thank God he hasn't lost it this time! He lost my project before. I used that opportunity to grab my own copy of the project. One less thing to worry about.

The wait for Big Ben was very tiring. I have been in his reception since 1:36 pm. If I still don't see him by 4:00 pm, I'm going home. And I didn't. And so I did. We will see another day Ben. I spent the next 1 hour 45 minutes in traffic. I slept most of the way, that's my only ready to reduce the anxiety and frustration of spending much tiring precious time in traffic. Made a quick dash to Shoprite by order of my stomach before heading back to the office in Lekki phase 1.

Read: The Best Place For Affordable Grocery Shopping And Avoid Terrible Traffic

Somehow I felt I achieved something though it wasn't what I really went for but its still important. Don't wanna doubt myself or God because I dint meet who I set to see. My resolve is strong. My faith is unshakable. All I need is another opportunity to meet two men this time. And this time I wont wait long hours in vain.

Dear Diary: Monday 11-02-2013

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Dear Diary: Monday 11-02-2013
Dear Diary: Monday 11-02-2013
I woke up very early or specifically I was woken up very early by the co-occupants of my room. Ibe's wife was travelling with the kids to Umuahia today so they woke very early in preparation for the journey.

Read: Travel Photos: Souvenirs From My Journey To God's Own State

I didn't pray. I haven't had enough sleep but I couldn't sleep again with all shuffling and beehive activities of packing they put up. Finally they left few minutes after five. Ibe went with them of course to make sure everything went smoothly. There I was in my room, all alone.

Read: Home Alone And Loving It Monday May 20 2013

For the first time in what seemed ages I felt a sense of calm and peace. How I wish they've all left for good. I will breathe fresh air again. I had to do immediate clean up. I started with the irritating candle wax they leave around everywhere like its an awesome house decoration. It baffles me how they feel so comfortable with such filth, but then thats just a tiny tip of the iceberg of their lifestyle that nauseate me.

Must Read: What To Do When The Help You Gave Is Giving You Hell?

I took permission yesterday from my fat fair boss to go school today which he accepted. I stayed at home till around 11:00 am before heading out to school.

I'm going to see Big BEN of Business Administration Department of UNILAG. He is indeed big but my God is BIGGER. I stumbled unto my unorganized project supervisor to my surprise he remembered me. This man is yet to submit my project to MBA school since last year. To my greatest surprise he asked me to write a 10 page article on FDI (which my project centered on) to be put in one of the journal in school. Seriously I didn't come here for this. I let him know he was to submitt by project to MBA school Yaba, then he took me to his office. There it was, lying on his table in the company of the mammoth of stationaries, books, projects, articles journals, etc in a disorganized manner was my project. Thank God he hasn't lost it this time! He lost my project before. I used that opportunity to grab my own copy of the project. One less thing to worry about.

The wait for Big Ben was very tiring. I have been in his reception since 1:36 pm. If I still don't see him by 4:00 pm, I'm going home. And I didn't. And so I did. We will see another day Ben. I spent the next 1 hour 45 minutes in traffic. I slept most of the way, that's my only ready to reduce the anxiety and frustration of spending much tiring precious time in traffic. Made a quick dash to Shoprite by order of my stomach before heading back to the office in Lekki phase 1.

Read: The Best Place For Affordable Grocery Shopping And Avoid Terrible Traffic

Somehow I felt I achieved something though it wasn't what I really went for but its still important. Don't wanna doubt myself or God because I dint meet who I set to see. My resolve is strong. My faith is unshakable. All I need is another opportunity to meet two men this time. And this time I wont wait long hours in vain.
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Thursday, 21 February 2013

Woke up. Went to service. Felt so supercharged at service today. It was explosive. I'm glad that I went. I haven't missed service this year. I want to keep it up. I even want to  increase my church activities. One of my new year resolution is to be more spiritual in christian sense.

Read: Secure Your Salvation

The spirit releases potentials as Open Heavens Devotional explained, so I want to release my full potentials.

Read: The Spirit Releases Potentials

Went to Caesar's place after service. Caesar is a good friend of mine. He is a voracious reader. He reads more of thought provoking books, controversies, etc and less of novels. In short there is so much to this guy. Stayed a while then went back home. I haven't eaten yet. I'm very hungry. I took a nap got woken by a call.

Oh yeah its 3:00 pm, first meal of the day just got served, white rice and peppery stew. I'm thankful for the meal. Actually that's why I went home from Czr's place though they are preparing food there too.
Went back to Czr's place 4:30 pm so we can go play football. Don't get it pleasantly mixed, we weren't on the team of Super Eagles that was billed to play Burkina Faso in the ongoing AFCON 2013.

I'm very health conscious this year. One of my new year resolution is to stay fit and I achieve via Saturday running and Sunday football. Healthy lifestyle is a combination of a healthy diet and a healthy living in terms of exercises. Health benefits of these two is lasting.

Read: Most Essential Health Benefits Gained From Running Regular

The super eagles later went on to beat Burkina Faso and win the championship. Bummer I dint even watch the match. The shout of celebration on the streets when we won was indeed deafening. PHCN that is known for being effective in not supplying power was ineffective today, as they supplied power before during and after the match. I've always been proud of my green white green despite all the shortcomings.

Dear Diary: Sunday 10-02-2013

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Woke up. Went to service. Felt so supercharged at service today. It was explosive. I'm glad that I went. I haven't missed service this year. I want to keep it up. I even want to  increase my church activities. One of my new year resolution is to be more spiritual in christian sense.

Read: Secure Your Salvation

The spirit releases potentials as Open Heavens Devotional explained, so I want to release my full potentials.

Read: The Spirit Releases Potentials

Went to Caesar's place after service. Caesar is a good friend of mine. He is a voracious reader. He reads more of thought provoking books, controversies, etc and less of novels. In short there is so much to this guy. Stayed a while then went back home. I haven't eaten yet. I'm very hungry. I took a nap got woken by a call.

Oh yeah its 3:00 pm, first meal of the day just got served, white rice and peppery stew. I'm thankful for the meal. Actually that's why I went home from Czr's place though they are preparing food there too.
Went back to Czr's place 4:30 pm so we can go play football. Don't get it pleasantly mixed, we weren't on the team of Super Eagles that was billed to play Burkina Faso in the ongoing AFCON 2013.

I'm very health conscious this year. One of my new year resolution is to stay fit and I achieve via Saturday running and Sunday football. Healthy lifestyle is a combination of a healthy diet and a healthy living in terms of exercises. Health benefits of these two is lasting.

Read: Most Essential Health Benefits Gained From Running Regular

The super eagles later went on to beat Burkina Faso and win the championship. Bummer I dint even watch the match. The shout of celebration on the streets when we won was indeed deafening. PHCN that is known for being effective in not supplying power was ineffective today, as they supplied power before during and after the match. I've always been proud of my green white green despite all the shortcomings.

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Woke up. Prayed. I was supposed to go to Lekki for my Saturday road warrior run around 6:30 pm but because I went to bed hungry last night, I didn't want to faint during the run. I will run next, hopefully I will have dinner on Friday. Still bitter. Not happy. Not talking much. Washed my clothes, damn it was extra tiring today. Didn't do all the cleaning I had already planned. I had a hair cut too. So freaking hungry. I ate twice at a restaurant, I rarely does that.

Read: What To Do When The Help You Gave Is Giving You Hell?

This people that held my personal space hostage didn't quite behave like there was food in the house. Neither did I bother to check. Since my kitchen was taken over, I don't know my right or left in there anymore. I came back to the house and caught them eating their usual indomie noddles and I went out again. I don't like indomie noddles, I prefer chiki-chiki noddles. Went to Cherrie's place around 4:18 pm to have a descent peaceful nap because that is an impossibility at my place.

Read: An Ode To Debbie, My Amazing Romantic Crush

It was hot but thanks to the universe PHCN brought light so I just relaxed on the bed in her absence till around 5:30 pm. And the mothership of disappointment is, Suggy didn't visit as planned. I'm yet to call to find out why since I dint get any call. Why would she do this? I looked so much towards seeing her today. I called all her numbers around 8:38 pm and they were switched off, what could this mean? Its so frustrating. I watched a couple more episodes of bleach, I finished season 9.

Dear Diary: Saturday 09-02-2013

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Woke up. Prayed. I was supposed to go to Lekki for my Saturday road warrior run around 6:30 pm but because I went to bed hungry last night, I didn't want to faint during the run. I will run next, hopefully I will have dinner on Friday. Still bitter. Not happy. Not talking much. Washed my clothes, damn it was extra tiring today. Didn't do all the cleaning I had already planned. I had a hair cut too. So freaking hungry. I ate twice at a restaurant, I rarely does that.

Read: What To Do When The Help You Gave Is Giving You Hell?

This people that held my personal space hostage didn't quite behave like there was food in the house. Neither did I bother to check. Since my kitchen was taken over, I don't know my right or left in there anymore. I came back to the house and caught them eating their usual indomie noddles and I went out again. I don't like indomie noddles, I prefer chiki-chiki noddles. Went to Cherrie's place around 4:18 pm to have a descent peaceful nap because that is an impossibility at my place.

Read: An Ode To Debbie, My Amazing Romantic Crush

It was hot but thanks to the universe PHCN brought light so I just relaxed on the bed in her absence till around 5:30 pm. And the mothership of disappointment is, Suggy didn't visit as planned. I'm yet to call to find out why since I dint get any call. Why would she do this? I looked so much towards seeing her today. I called all her numbers around 8:38 pm and they were switched off, what could this mean? Its so frustrating. I watched a couple more episodes of bleach, I finished season 9.
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I will try and share how I live my life first out of my selfish desires to keep track of it but also for usefulness and advice on places where I err. I'm sure a lot of people will relate to whatever I share here. Somethings are meant to be said and some are not, I pray God gives me the wisdom to differentiate between the two.

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Welcome To My Page, The Chronicled
Welcome To My Page, The Chronicled
Welcome! Greetings! Dear esteemed guest you are welcome to my page The Chronicled. You are at the right place no doubt. Whatever reason that brought you is not as important as the fact that you actually made it here. The universe and the stars are in total alignment assuming you believe that sorta thing or destiny. I want to use this space mainly as my personal diary but other issues not originating from me will also be posted here.

I will try and share how I live my life first out of my selfish desires to keep track of it but also for usefulness and advice on places where I err. I'm sure a lot of people will relate to whatever I share here. Somethings are meant to be said and some are not, I pray God gives me the wisdom to differentiate between the two.
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