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Wednesday, 24 April 2013

Corporate Me Monday April 15 2013
The day is cool one cuz of the rain that fell last night. I slept like a baby last night. I read open heaven and prayed. Ibe and wife didn’t sleep in the house, don’t know where they slept and I don’t intend to ask. The rain not satisfied with last night's shower decided to drizzle a bit. I love cool days. It’s so good for my system. I showered and left for work. I’m dressed very corporate though not with a jacket. I haven’t dressed like this in a long time. I’m gonna start dressing like this from now on. One problem though, I don’t have money yet to sustain it.

Work wasn’t stressful today. Just a few simple tasks to do here and there, nothing out of the ordinary. My boss had a meeting in the office in the morning with some bankers. Every time I take a major decision, an equally or stronger temptation will manifest. For instance last week Friday I decided I will go for a church vigil, the first in my entire life. That Friday Ifeanyi invited me to a party the opposite of bachelor's eve. I haven’t been such unwinding sorta thing in ages. All work and no play they say makes a dull boy. My spirit ministered to me that today that you're fasting somebody will buy you food. I said okay, then all I have to do is keep it till I break my fast.

The first thing my boss did after settling in the office was asking me to buy breakfast for him. And he also gave me money to buy for myself. What do you know? I went to D'Place to get the food. There was this group of chics buying food as well. Two were busy checking me out, I pretended not to notice them. Yeah I look real good to myself. I’m even checking myself out too so chic I understand your plight. But these girls look like whores, that was why I acted like they don’t exist.

Ifeanyi came in later. He was surprised by my cool look. He was like, ''has the money come in?'' I laughed. Chris who disappeared for a while to village came to the office too towards the evening. He was like ''mehn Nwabs you look good'' At this point I just let it graciously go to my for a minute, feel my head swell like the zeppelin ship. It’s not my fault you know lol.

Ifeanyi’s visa is still not ready, but not to worry it will definitely be ready before the 18th of this month. 

Corporate Me Monday April 15 2013

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Corporate Me Monday April 15 2013
The day is cool one cuz of the rain that fell last night. I slept like a baby last night. I read open heaven and prayed. Ibe and wife didn’t sleep in the house, don’t know where they slept and I don’t intend to ask. The rain not satisfied with last night's shower decided to drizzle a bit. I love cool days. It’s so good for my system. I showered and left for work. I’m dressed very corporate though not with a jacket. I haven’t dressed like this in a long time. I’m gonna start dressing like this from now on. One problem though, I don’t have money yet to sustain it.

Work wasn’t stressful today. Just a few simple tasks to do here and there, nothing out of the ordinary. My boss had a meeting in the office in the morning with some bankers. Every time I take a major decision, an equally or stronger temptation will manifest. For instance last week Friday I decided I will go for a church vigil, the first in my entire life. That Friday Ifeanyi invited me to a party the opposite of bachelor's eve. I haven’t been such unwinding sorta thing in ages. All work and no play they say makes a dull boy. My spirit ministered to me that today that you're fasting somebody will buy you food. I said okay, then all I have to do is keep it till I break my fast.

The first thing my boss did after settling in the office was asking me to buy breakfast for him. And he also gave me money to buy for myself. What do you know? I went to D'Place to get the food. There was this group of chics buying food as well. Two were busy checking me out, I pretended not to notice them. Yeah I look real good to myself. I’m even checking myself out too so chic I understand your plight. But these girls look like whores, that was why I acted like they don’t exist.

Ifeanyi came in later. He was surprised by my cool look. He was like, ''has the money come in?'' I laughed. Chris who disappeared for a while to village came to the office too towards the evening. He was like ''mehn Nwabs you look good'' At this point I just let it graciously go to my for a minute, feel my head swell like the zeppelin ship. It’s not my fault you know lol.

Ifeanyi’s visa is still not ready, but not to worry it will definitely be ready before the 18th of this month. 
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Temptation And Relaxation Sunday April 14 2013
The good Lord woke me early. I put together things I needed for service today. Caesar invited me to their church today for a special cultural Sunday. It’s a once in a year service. They serve buffet of magnificent array of mouth-watering finger-licking Nigerian dishes after the service. I have a workers-in-training class in my church. I didn't want to miss my class and I didnt want to just go for the food without attending the service itself. Otherwise I would've gone to Caesar's church immediately after my workers-in-training class.

The class went well. So did the service. As I was heading home from church I called Caesar to touch bass with him. He said if I can make it to their church in ten minutes then I can meet the buffet. Of course thats beside the point, I have no interest to start rushing to VIM at that point. I sent him a text after the call to bring me some takeaway.

We planned to go swimming today at Orchid Hotel, I asked him to let me know once he gets home so I can come join them. He called me suddenly to hurry up to a rendezvous so we can go swimming. That wasnt the plan na!! He didnt call me when he was on his way back, neither did he call me when he got home. He probably forgot. I changed hurriedly and grabbed my swimming kit. He was already getting impatient waiting for me. If only he had told me on time.

Temptation And Relaxation Sunday April 14 2013
Today's swimming hang out was out of the ordinary, we were more than seven in number. Tony went with us in company of one other guy. Austin, and Caesar's girlfriend Blessing also came. Another guy their church member came as well. They all came from the church and made fun of me not showing up for the much publicized traditional church service. Caesar wasnt really disappointed and unhappy that I didnt come. I tried to explain to him, thats the best I could do.

The pool was relative empty at first, but gradually it started filling up. He paid for my swimming. We had fun. There were cute chics in the pool today. there was this particular one with killer figure but not with a killer face. She and her sister turned out to be very friendly. Austin was just all over her. Well its all part of the fun. They were Nigerians but grew up in France, sorta like tourist to Nigeria.

Finally the fun had to come to an end. Did i forget to mention we came with our own drinks, but we got a word from the management that its not really allowed especially if the hotel sells the drink we came with.
The idea of opening a joint business click and venturing first into the food industry was mooted by Caesar. Tony bought the idea, so did myself and one other guy that came (I have forgotten his name).

We went home afterwards. I showered, ate. Eventually I kissed my pillow and bid the night farewell. 

Temptation And Relaxation Sunday April 14 2013

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Temptation And Relaxation Sunday April 14 2013
The good Lord woke me early. I put together things I needed for service today. Caesar invited me to their church today for a special cultural Sunday. It’s a once in a year service. They serve buffet of magnificent array of mouth-watering finger-licking Nigerian dishes after the service. I have a workers-in-training class in my church. I didn't want to miss my class and I didnt want to just go for the food without attending the service itself. Otherwise I would've gone to Caesar's church immediately after my workers-in-training class.

The class went well. So did the service. As I was heading home from church I called Caesar to touch bass with him. He said if I can make it to their church in ten minutes then I can meet the buffet. Of course thats beside the point, I have no interest to start rushing to VIM at that point. I sent him a text after the call to bring me some takeaway.

We planned to go swimming today at Orchid Hotel, I asked him to let me know once he gets home so I can come join them. He called me suddenly to hurry up to a rendezvous so we can go swimming. That wasnt the plan na!! He didnt call me when he was on his way back, neither did he call me when he got home. He probably forgot. I changed hurriedly and grabbed my swimming kit. He was already getting impatient waiting for me. If only he had told me on time.

Temptation And Relaxation Sunday April 14 2013
Today's swimming hang out was out of the ordinary, we were more than seven in number. Tony went with us in company of one other guy. Austin, and Caesar's girlfriend Blessing also came. Another guy their church member came as well. They all came from the church and made fun of me not showing up for the much publicized traditional church service. Caesar wasnt really disappointed and unhappy that I didnt come. I tried to explain to him, thats the best I could do.

The pool was relative empty at first, but gradually it started filling up. He paid for my swimming. We had fun. There were cute chics in the pool today. there was this particular one with killer figure but not with a killer face. She and her sister turned out to be very friendly. Austin was just all over her. Well its all part of the fun. They were Nigerians but grew up in France, sorta like tourist to Nigeria.

Finally the fun had to come to an end. Did i forget to mention we came with our own drinks, but we got a word from the management that its not really allowed especially if the hotel sells the drink we came with.
The idea of opening a joint business click and venturing first into the food industry was mooted by Caesar. Tony bought the idea, so did myself and one other guy that came (I have forgotten his name).

We went home afterwards. I showered, ate. Eventually I kissed my pillow and bid the night farewell. 
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Friday, 19 April 2013

Prayer And Sanitation Saturday April 13 2013
Prayer And Sanitation Saturday April 13 2013
Prayer And Sanitation Saturday April 13 2013

Next was bible study. I felt so sleepy during the bible reading and preaching session. Already I was feeling sleepy as I left the house. They provided coffee to keep one awake. I don’t really like coffee so I didn’t want to take. Later when prayer was about to start I followed others in taking coffee just for the sake of it. Then we prayed. We prayed. We prayed some more. And we prayed. I have never prayed for so long in my life before. I’m still learning. I made mistakes a few times, or forgot words I want to say a few moments, etc. I kept going.

Read: Prayer Is Key – RCCG Open Heavens Devotional Tuesday 13th August 2013

I couldn’t tell if it was the creation called caffeine that kept me awake, which I doubt or the energetic praying mood, which I believe. Finally the prayer came to an end. Time check 3:00 am Saturday morning. I wanted to run today. All workers-in-training members have been integrated into the sanitation department and sanitation is done every Saturday by 7:00 am. There is no way I will be able to run and meet up with sanitation on Saturdays! That means I have to forfeit one. But today we did the sanitation right after the prayer.

Read: Presentation Of Open Heavens At Our Workers-in-training Class

It was 3:50 am when I went home to catch at least 2 hours sleep before I head to Lekki to run. I set my alarm to that effect. Brethren, the 2 hour sleep turned into 5 hours. I don’t even know how or when I turned off the alarm. I guess it just wasn’t meant to be. I ate breakfast a little later. I ate "African wackis" garri and egusi soup. I slept and slept and slept. I stayed indoors throughout the day.


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Prayer And Sanitation Saturday April 13 2013

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Prayer And Sanitation Saturday April 13 2013
Prayer And Sanitation Saturday April 13 2013
Prayer And Sanitation Saturday April 13 2013

Next was bible study. I felt so sleepy during the bible reading and preaching session. Already I was feeling sleepy as I left the house. They provided coffee to keep one awake. I don’t really like coffee so I didn’t want to take. Later when prayer was about to start I followed others in taking coffee just for the sake of it. Then we prayed. We prayed. We prayed some more. And we prayed. I have never prayed for so long in my life before. I’m still learning. I made mistakes a few times, or forgot words I want to say a few moments, etc. I kept going.

Read: Prayer Is Key – RCCG Open Heavens Devotional Tuesday 13th August 2013

I couldn’t tell if it was the creation called caffeine that kept me awake, which I doubt or the energetic praying mood, which I believe. Finally the prayer came to an end. Time check 3:00 am Saturday morning. I wanted to run today. All workers-in-training members have been integrated into the sanitation department and sanitation is done every Saturday by 7:00 am. There is no way I will be able to run and meet up with sanitation on Saturdays! That means I have to forfeit one. But today we did the sanitation right after the prayer.

Read: Presentation Of Open Heavens At Our Workers-in-training Class

It was 3:50 am when I went home to catch at least 2 hours sleep before I head to Lekki to run. I set my alarm to that effect. Brethren, the 2 hour sleep turned into 5 hours. I don’t even know how or when I turned off the alarm. I guess it just wasn’t meant to be. I ate breakfast a little later. I ate "African wackis" garri and egusi soup. I slept and slept and slept. I stayed indoors throughout the day.


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I’m alive. I realized this around 5:00am today. I ironed and read my devotional. I showered and left for work. I got to the gate, lo and behold I had left with no dime on me, jeez! That woulda been disastrous. I went back and collected some cash. I got to work early. Ifeanyi came in later. My boss was nowhere to be found. I thought he went for one of those meetings. He came much later. He sent me out with the driver to cash a cheque and duplicate some documents.

On our way back I bought food. I found out that hr pays the driver more than myself, it kinda pissed me off. Honestly the act is within the neighbourhood of what he is capable of. This is not the first time he'll do such time. I wonder what value he places on me. I am so determined to move on right now. I need and must find another source of livelihood. Without realizing it I found myself doing an audit of myself. I wasn’t too impressed regardless of the fact some people somewhere envies my achievement will give anything to be me. 

Ifeanyi's cousin was throwing party, sorta like a spinster eve party tonight cuz his elder sister will be getting married tomorrow so road warriors were invited. Unfortunately I won’t go. I have a church night vigil to attend. I want spend quality time in the presence of the lord my maker and redeemer. My boss asked me to pray for wisdom to grow myself in addition to whatever I pray for. I really wished I didn’t have a vigil to attend, well God first. Gradually the day came to an end. I went home. I ate garri and egusi soup, it’s been a while since I last ate such meal.

There's new song I downloaded by The Scripts titled 'If You Could See Me Now', I have been banging the song. At some point in the middle of the song I got really emotional when I remembered my late dear lovely sister and tears just clouded my vision. I never shed a tear when she died nor during the burial. As a matter of fact I hardly shed tears when some dies. My heart will just be in pain but tears won’t leave my eyes. So three years after she The Script got me shed tears for my late sister through their song. I wonder dear sis, oh if you can see me now.... 

I gave my emotional high a few moments to come/calm down before I continued playing the song. I showered and chilled at home for a while before heading to church around 10:30pm. This was my first night vigil ever since I started my life. The vigil starts by 11:00pm. The opening prayer and praise/worship lasted from 11:00pm to 12:00am. Technically Friday has ended.

Church Vigil Friday April 12 2013

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I’m alive. I realized this around 5:00am today. I ironed and read my devotional. I showered and left for work. I got to the gate, lo and behold I had left with no dime on me, jeez! That woulda been disastrous. I went back and collected some cash. I got to work early. Ifeanyi came in later. My boss was nowhere to be found. I thought he went for one of those meetings. He came much later. He sent me out with the driver to cash a cheque and duplicate some documents.

On our way back I bought food. I found out that hr pays the driver more than myself, it kinda pissed me off. Honestly the act is within the neighbourhood of what he is capable of. This is not the first time he'll do such time. I wonder what value he places on me. I am so determined to move on right now. I need and must find another source of livelihood. Without realizing it I found myself doing an audit of myself. I wasn’t too impressed regardless of the fact some people somewhere envies my achievement will give anything to be me. 

Ifeanyi's cousin was throwing party, sorta like a spinster eve party tonight cuz his elder sister will be getting married tomorrow so road warriors were invited. Unfortunately I won’t go. I have a church night vigil to attend. I want spend quality time in the presence of the lord my maker and redeemer. My boss asked me to pray for wisdom to grow myself in addition to whatever I pray for. I really wished I didn’t have a vigil to attend, well God first. Gradually the day came to an end. I went home. I ate garri and egusi soup, it’s been a while since I last ate such meal.

There's new song I downloaded by The Scripts titled 'If You Could See Me Now', I have been banging the song. At some point in the middle of the song I got really emotional when I remembered my late dear lovely sister and tears just clouded my vision. I never shed a tear when she died nor during the burial. As a matter of fact I hardly shed tears when some dies. My heart will just be in pain but tears won’t leave my eyes. So three years after she The Script got me shed tears for my late sister through their song. I wonder dear sis, oh if you can see me now.... 

I gave my emotional high a few moments to come/calm down before I continued playing the song. I showered and chilled at home for a while before heading to church around 10:30pm. This was my first night vigil ever since I started my life. The vigil starts by 11:00pm. The opening prayer and praise/worship lasted from 11:00pm to 12:00am. Technically Friday has ended.

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I’m up early. These days I wake up early and go to work early as well. I did my ritual and left for work. This week is loaded with chain of meetings and the venue is off site. Ifeanyi came to office later. Today's meeting does not involve him. We talked about this and that.

We talk about his mobile chat messenger project, I helped fine-tune the ideas here and there, spirituality and paranormal activities, etc. He asked me what stake I want in his mukatuka project. I didn’t know what figure or what to give him. He said how about giving me N100million over three years. I said that’s cool I don’t mind at all. From where I’m sitting that’s a good deal. He said it was the same stake as that of his cousin Emeka. Ever since he set out on the project I have always bantered the idea with him, which helped in a way in the shaping project towards reality. We did little office work. He left later cuz he was feeling a bit feverish. MD came to the office briefly around five o'clock.

Mukatuka Thursday April 11 2013

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I’m up early. These days I wake up early and go to work early as well. I did my ritual and left for work. This week is loaded with chain of meetings and the venue is off site. Ifeanyi came to office later. Today's meeting does not involve him. We talked about this and that.

We talk about his mobile chat messenger project, I helped fine-tune the ideas here and there, spirituality and paranormal activities, etc. He asked me what stake I want in his mukatuka project. I didn’t know what figure or what to give him. He said how about giving me N100million over three years. I said that’s cool I don’t mind at all. From where I’m sitting that’s a good deal. He said it was the same stake as that of his cousin Emeka. Ever since he set out on the project I have always bantered the idea with him, which helped in a way in the shaping project towards reality. We did little office work. He left later cuz he was feeling a bit feverish. MD came to the office briefly around five o'clock.
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I went to withdraw N1000 from one of my account that has only N1800. As a matter of fact the only money I have now. The unexpected happened. I went to a Zenith Bank atm machine, I have a Gtbank atm card. The took way too long to process. I kept staring at the message ''Transaction in Progress'' and the blinking ''please wait'' message till my eyes soured. I was a bit impatient I guess. I haven’t experienced such before. I breezed in the bank to company. The guy I met was like scolding me for coming to complain instead of waiting for the transaction to complete. I saw it as malfunction or something, I never experienced such long delay before. The guy said network could be bad that’s why its taking eternity to process.

As I was heading back sms alert of the transaction hit my phone. My heart sank. I reached the atm and someone was already using it. I told him I left a transaction there, he said he didn’t see anything. Now don’t panic. Worst case scenario my atm card is gone too. The cash is a forgone conclusion. The guy I met was checking his balance and I saw it was N123. I thought to myself someone who has only N123 in his account won't mind picking N1000 that dropped in his lap. Then I could be wrong. Could it be the atm retracted the cash? I highly doubt it. Anybody walking past the atm machine can easily pick the cash. I went back in the bank to get my card assuming the atm machine retracted it. It took a while before the bank resolved the issue.

At this point I don’t have a dime on me no pun intended. My boss asked me to meet him at Radisson Blu Hotel, I took a cab to the hotel. The cabman waited outside while I went in collected the cab fare from my boss. I went to the bank to cash a cheque then to Shoprite and finally back to the office. Considerable time was spent to accomplish all this. Late in the evening when I wanted to go home, my boss called again asking me to bring some items to him somewhere in Victoria Island.

I was not happy about it cuz what he asked me to do can EASILY be done by the driver. If the driver thought the same, it was just a waste of my time, I was even about leaving for the day. I went after all. He gave me a grand for transport, I guess that covers the one grand I lost. I went home after a few delays at the bus stop.

Bad ATM Wednesday April 10 2013

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I went to withdraw N1000 from one of my account that has only N1800. As a matter of fact the only money I have now. The unexpected happened. I went to a Zenith Bank atm machine, I have a Gtbank atm card. The took way too long to process. I kept staring at the message ''Transaction in Progress'' and the blinking ''please wait'' message till my eyes soured. I was a bit impatient I guess. I haven’t experienced such before. I breezed in the bank to company. The guy I met was like scolding me for coming to complain instead of waiting for the transaction to complete. I saw it as malfunction or something, I never experienced such long delay before. The guy said network could be bad that’s why its taking eternity to process.

As I was heading back sms alert of the transaction hit my phone. My heart sank. I reached the atm and someone was already using it. I told him I left a transaction there, he said he didn’t see anything. Now don’t panic. Worst case scenario my atm card is gone too. The cash is a forgone conclusion. The guy I met was checking his balance and I saw it was N123. I thought to myself someone who has only N123 in his account won't mind picking N1000 that dropped in his lap. Then I could be wrong. Could it be the atm retracted the cash? I highly doubt it. Anybody walking past the atm machine can easily pick the cash. I went back in the bank to get my card assuming the atm machine retracted it. It took a while before the bank resolved the issue.

At this point I don’t have a dime on me no pun intended. My boss asked me to meet him at Radisson Blu Hotel, I took a cab to the hotel. The cabman waited outside while I went in collected the cab fare from my boss. I went to the bank to cash a cheque then to Shoprite and finally back to the office. Considerable time was spent to accomplish all this. Late in the evening when I wanted to go home, my boss called again asking me to bring some items to him somewhere in Victoria Island.

I was not happy about it cuz what he asked me to do can EASILY be done by the driver. If the driver thought the same, it was just a waste of my time, I was even about leaving for the day. I went after all. He gave me a grand for transport, I guess that covers the one grand I lost. I went home after a few delays at the bus stop.
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6 Things Men Find Difficult To Say To Their Woman
Not all men have the gift of the gab. There are some who are born talkers, and you’ll usually find them selling soap, cars or campaign promises. The other kind—the stoic, prudent, silent type—can be found leading by example, or writing a column in a popular fortnightly supplement for women, or suspect in a number of serial killings, sometimes all three at once!

But whether a salesman, politician, column writer or serial killer, there are certain things that all men find hard to say… 

1. I Love You

This most clichéd of clichés has been thrown around carelessly by teenagers with questionable levels of maturity and guys—also with questionable levels of maturity—just itching to get laid. But really meaning it? It’s the kind of statement that gets our hearts racing, our palms sweating, and our minds wondering: “Will she say it too?”, “Will she just say thank you?”, “Didn’t that happen on Friends?” Ultimately, it’s just blurted out at the unlikeliest of moments, like when India wins the final, he opens his birthday gift and it’s a PS3, or the meal was that good.

2. This Isn't Working Out
This one probably tops the list. Men generally shy away from bringing up relationship issues, especially this quiet relationship killer. The reason doesn’t matter. All that matters is not making a big deal of it. And not letting her cry. It’s a man’s inability to handle tears that makes it the best offence a woman has against him. Men have stayed in relationships for years just out of the fear of having to be the one to initiate a break-up.  

3. That Doesn’t Look Good On You
We’re no experts in the fashion or hair departments, and we’ve never pretended to be. So we’re not quite sure what you mean when you ask us, “Does this suit me?” You’re bound to get a positive answer even if you’re wearing a barrel held in place with suspenders. This is partly because, who knows, maybe that does suit you; and partly because we’re truly afraid of the backlash in the wake of our dissent.

4. I Need Some Space
When you’re in a relationship, it’s expected that you’re supposed to want to spend every waking moment with your better half and every sleeping moment next to her too. But while many agree with the benefits of spending some time apart, no one seems to advertise it very well. While women have found ways of making space for themselves—men rarely realise ‘that time of the month’ comes twice a month—men find it hard to say they just need some alone time, or some time with the boys.

5. I Don't Like Hanging Out With Your Friends
So we’ve taken you out with our friends only to get popcorn in your hair, beer in your lap and the odd splotch of ketchup on your shirt. And then you ask us to join your friends for a more civilised dinner. We shouldn’t have an issue with it. But, sometimes, all we’re looking for is a relaxed night out with familiar faces—which none of your friends seem to have. It’s not that they’re horrible people. It’s just that if we got along, they’d be our friends by now.

6. Yes. You're Right
Handling egos in a relationship is a tough job. And when it’s coupled with an argument, the ship can sway any which way. We’ll admit it: we’re wrong most of the time. But being wrong so often can take its toll on our egos. And that’s probably when we find it hardest to say, “You’re right.” So once in a while, allow us a silent acknowledgement of defeat. It would mean a lot to us.

6 Things Men Find Difficult To Say To Their Woman

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6 Things Men Find Difficult To Say To Their Woman
Not all men have the gift of the gab. There are some who are born talkers, and you’ll usually find them selling soap, cars or campaign promises. The other kind—the stoic, prudent, silent type—can be found leading by example, or writing a column in a popular fortnightly supplement for women, or suspect in a number of serial killings, sometimes all three at once!

But whether a salesman, politician, column writer or serial killer, there are certain things that all men find hard to say… 

1. I Love You

This most clichéd of clichés has been thrown around carelessly by teenagers with questionable levels of maturity and guys—also with questionable levels of maturity—just itching to get laid. But really meaning it? It’s the kind of statement that gets our hearts racing, our palms sweating, and our minds wondering: “Will she say it too?”, “Will she just say thank you?”, “Didn’t that happen on Friends?” Ultimately, it’s just blurted out at the unlikeliest of moments, like when India wins the final, he opens his birthday gift and it’s a PS3, or the meal was that good.

2. This Isn't Working Out
This one probably tops the list. Men generally shy away from bringing up relationship issues, especially this quiet relationship killer. The reason doesn’t matter. All that matters is not making a big deal of it. And not letting her cry. It’s a man’s inability to handle tears that makes it the best offence a woman has against him. Men have stayed in relationships for years just out of the fear of having to be the one to initiate a break-up.  

3. That Doesn’t Look Good On You
We’re no experts in the fashion or hair departments, and we’ve never pretended to be. So we’re not quite sure what you mean when you ask us, “Does this suit me?” You’re bound to get a positive answer even if you’re wearing a barrel held in place with suspenders. This is partly because, who knows, maybe that does suit you; and partly because we’re truly afraid of the backlash in the wake of our dissent.

4. I Need Some Space
When you’re in a relationship, it’s expected that you’re supposed to want to spend every waking moment with your better half and every sleeping moment next to her too. But while many agree with the benefits of spending some time apart, no one seems to advertise it very well. While women have found ways of making space for themselves—men rarely realise ‘that time of the month’ comes twice a month—men find it hard to say they just need some alone time, or some time with the boys.

5. I Don't Like Hanging Out With Your Friends
So we’ve taken you out with our friends only to get popcorn in your hair, beer in your lap and the odd splotch of ketchup on your shirt. And then you ask us to join your friends for a more civilised dinner. We shouldn’t have an issue with it. But, sometimes, all we’re looking for is a relaxed night out with familiar faces—which none of your friends seem to have. It’s not that they’re horrible people. It’s just that if we got along, they’d be our friends by now.

6. Yes. You're Right
Handling egos in a relationship is a tough job. And when it’s coupled with an argument, the ship can sway any which way. We’ll admit it: we’re wrong most of the time. But being wrong so often can take its toll on our egos. And that’s probably when we find it hardest to say, “You’re right.” So once in a while, allow us a silent acknowledgement of defeat. It would mean a lot to us.
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God woke me at the first ring of my alarm at 5:00am. I had very sound sleep. I watched Inuyasha a few episodes. I read my open heaven devotional. But I wasn’t feeling anything like going to work. I feel like soaking away at the Bahamas or Monte Carlos, you know what I mean. I’m sure you do. I showered for work and suddenly without warning, the sky turned dark and it started raining. Oh mehn God moves in a mysterious ways his wonders to perform.

After showering I just sat back at home and relaxed in my imaginary luxurious, refreshing vacation spot located in my room. I wonder when the rain will stop. Do I want it to stop? I don’t know. It got so cold that I truly envied those who are happily married. Of course if one's girlfriend was around, it would've been wonderful being wrapped in each other's arms. The rain persisted till around 12:00 noon. I left for around 12:30, it was still drizzling.

Mr. Ugo apparently went for a meeting elsewhere that I didn’t know of. He came back late to the office. at home Amara prepared spaghetti which we all ate. The chili in the spaghetti was extra extra hot and spicy. The burning sensation in my mouth was just what I wanted. 

Lazy Tuesday April 9 2013

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God woke me at the first ring of my alarm at 5:00am. I had very sound sleep. I watched Inuyasha a few episodes. I read my open heaven devotional. But I wasn’t feeling anything like going to work. I feel like soaking away at the Bahamas or Monte Carlos, you know what I mean. I’m sure you do. I showered for work and suddenly without warning, the sky turned dark and it started raining. Oh mehn God moves in a mysterious ways his wonders to perform.

After showering I just sat back at home and relaxed in my imaginary luxurious, refreshing vacation spot located in my room. I wonder when the rain will stop. Do I want it to stop? I don’t know. It got so cold that I truly envied those who are happily married. Of course if one's girlfriend was around, it would've been wonderful being wrapped in each other's arms. The rain persisted till around 12:00 noon. I left for around 12:30, it was still drizzling.

Mr. Ugo apparently went for a meeting elsewhere that I didn’t know of. He came back late to the office. at home Amara prepared spaghetti which we all ate. The chili in the spaghetti was extra extra hot and spicy. The burning sensation in my mouth was just what I wanted. 
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Tuesday, 16 April 2013


Seven Secrets of Self-Made Millionaires By Grant Cardone
Learn how to generate multimillion-dollar wealth and enjoy the journey on your way to the top.
First, understand that you no longer want to be just a millionaire. You want to become a multimillionaire.
While you may think a million dollars will give you financial security, it will not. Given the volatility in economies, governments and financial markets around the world, it's no longer safe to assume a million dollars will provide you and your family with true security. In fact, a Fidelity Investments' study of millionaires last year found that 42 percent of them don't feel wealthy and they would need $7.5 million of investable assets to start feeling rich.

This isn't a how-to on the accumulation of wealth from a lifetime of saving and pinching pennies. This is about generating multimillion-dollar wealth and enjoying it during the creation process. To get started, consider these seven secrets of multimillionaires.

No. 1: DECIDE TO BE A MULTIMILLIONAIRE
You first have to decide you want to be a self-made millionaire. I went from nothing — no money, just ideas and a lot of hard work — to create a net worth that probably cannot be destroyed in my lifetime. The first step was making a decision and setting a target. Every day for years, I wrote down this statement: "I am worth over $100,000,000!"

No. 2: GET RID OF POVERTY THINKING
There's no shortage of money on planet Earth, only a shortage of people who think correctly about it. To become a millionaire from scratch, you must end the poverty thinking. I know because I had to. I was raised by a single mother who did everything possible to put three boys through school and make ends meet. Many of the lessons she taught me encouraged a sense of scarcity and fear: "Eat all your food; there are people starving," "Don't waste anything," "Money doesn't grow on trees." Real wealth and abundance aren't created from such thinking.

No. 3: TREAT IT LIKE A DUTY
Self-made multimillionaires are motivated not just by money, but by a need for the marketplace to validate their contributions. While I have always wanted wealth, I was driven more by my need to contribute consistent with my potential. Multimillionaires don't lower their targets when things get tough. Rather, they raise expectations for themselves because they see the difference they can make with their families, company, community and charities.

No. 4: SURROUND YOURSELF WITH MULTIMILLIONAIRES
I have been studying wealthy people since I was 10 years old. I read their stories and see what they went through. These are my mentors and teachers who inspire me. You can't learn how to make money from someone who doesn't have much. Who says, "Money won't make you happy"? People without money. Who says, "All rich people are greedy"? People who aren't rich. Wealthy people don't talk like that. You need to know what people are doing to create wealth and follow their example: What do they read? How do they invest? What drives them? How do they stay motivated and excited?

No. 5: WORK LIKE A MILLIONAIRE
Rich people treat time differently. They buy it, while poor people sell it. The wealthy know time is more valuable than money itself, so they hire people for things they're not good at or aren't a productive use of their time, such as household chores. But don't kid yourself that those who hit it big don't work hard. Financially successful people are consumed by their hunt for success and work to the point that they feel they are winning and not just working.

No. 6: SHIFT FOCUS FROM SPENDING TO INVESTING
The rich don't spend money; they invest. They know the U.S. tax laws favor investing over spending. You buy a house and can't write it off. The rich, in contrast, buy an apartment building that produces cash flow, appreciates and offers write-offs year after year. You buy cars for comfort and style. The rich buy cars for their company that are deductible because they are used to produce revenue.

No. 7: CREATE MULTIPLE FLOWS OF INCOME
The really rich never depend on one flow of income but instead create a number of revenue streams. My first business had been generating a seven-figure income for years when I started investing cash in multifamily real estate. Once my real estate and my consulting business were churning, I went into a third business developing software to help retailers improve the customer experience.

Lastly, you may be surprised to learn that wealthy people wish you were wealthy, too. It's a mystery to them why others don't get rich. They know they aren't special and that wealth is available to anyone who wants to focus and persist. Rich people want others to be rich for two reasons: first, so you can buy their products and services, and second, because they want to hang out with other rich people.

Seven Secrets of Self-Made Millionaires By Grant Cardone

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Seven Secrets of Self-Made Millionaires By Grant Cardone
Learn how to generate multimillion-dollar wealth and enjoy the journey on your way to the top.
First, understand that you no longer want to be just a millionaire. You want to become a multimillionaire.
While you may think a million dollars will give you financial security, it will not. Given the volatility in economies, governments and financial markets around the world, it's no longer safe to assume a million dollars will provide you and your family with true security. In fact, a Fidelity Investments' study of millionaires last year found that 42 percent of them don't feel wealthy and they would need $7.5 million of investable assets to start feeling rich.

This isn't a how-to on the accumulation of wealth from a lifetime of saving and pinching pennies. This is about generating multimillion-dollar wealth and enjoying it during the creation process. To get started, consider these seven secrets of multimillionaires.

No. 1: DECIDE TO BE A MULTIMILLIONAIRE
You first have to decide you want to be a self-made millionaire. I went from nothing — no money, just ideas and a lot of hard work — to create a net worth that probably cannot be destroyed in my lifetime. The first step was making a decision and setting a target. Every day for years, I wrote down this statement: "I am worth over $100,000,000!"

No. 2: GET RID OF POVERTY THINKING
There's no shortage of money on planet Earth, only a shortage of people who think correctly about it. To become a millionaire from scratch, you must end the poverty thinking. I know because I had to. I was raised by a single mother who did everything possible to put three boys through school and make ends meet. Many of the lessons she taught me encouraged a sense of scarcity and fear: "Eat all your food; there are people starving," "Don't waste anything," "Money doesn't grow on trees." Real wealth and abundance aren't created from such thinking.

No. 3: TREAT IT LIKE A DUTY
Self-made multimillionaires are motivated not just by money, but by a need for the marketplace to validate their contributions. While I have always wanted wealth, I was driven more by my need to contribute consistent with my potential. Multimillionaires don't lower their targets when things get tough. Rather, they raise expectations for themselves because they see the difference they can make with their families, company, community and charities.

No. 4: SURROUND YOURSELF WITH MULTIMILLIONAIRES
I have been studying wealthy people since I was 10 years old. I read their stories and see what they went through. These are my mentors and teachers who inspire me. You can't learn how to make money from someone who doesn't have much. Who says, "Money won't make you happy"? People without money. Who says, "All rich people are greedy"? People who aren't rich. Wealthy people don't talk like that. You need to know what people are doing to create wealth and follow their example: What do they read? How do they invest? What drives them? How do they stay motivated and excited?

No. 5: WORK LIKE A MILLIONAIRE
Rich people treat time differently. They buy it, while poor people sell it. The wealthy know time is more valuable than money itself, so they hire people for things they're not good at or aren't a productive use of their time, such as household chores. But don't kid yourself that those who hit it big don't work hard. Financially successful people are consumed by their hunt for success and work to the point that they feel they are winning and not just working.

No. 6: SHIFT FOCUS FROM SPENDING TO INVESTING
The rich don't spend money; they invest. They know the U.S. tax laws favor investing over spending. You buy a house and can't write it off. The rich, in contrast, buy an apartment building that produces cash flow, appreciates and offers write-offs year after year. You buy cars for comfort and style. The rich buy cars for their company that are deductible because they are used to produce revenue.

No. 7: CREATE MULTIPLE FLOWS OF INCOME
The really rich never depend on one flow of income but instead create a number of revenue streams. My first business had been generating a seven-figure income for years when I started investing cash in multifamily real estate. Once my real estate and my consulting business were churning, I went into a third business developing software to help retailers improve the customer experience.

Lastly, you may be surprised to learn that wealthy people wish you were wealthy, too. It's a mystery to them why others don't get rich. They know they aren't special and that wealth is available to anyone who wants to focus and persist. Rich people want others to be rich for two reasons: first, so you can buy their products and services, and second, because they want to hang out with other rich people.
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Thursday, 11 April 2013


Today is the D-day. I wanted to wake up and read in night. Its morning already, I guess I didn’t wake up in the night lol. I dressed up swiftly and left for office. I picked the internet modem from boss' office. He wanted me to book return ticket for him. Unfortunately, it was too late to book and hold. Since aero took my money without sending any ticket, Im cautious of how I use my atm card for online payment. Besides I didn’t have money in that account. That reminds me aero is yet to reverse the transaction and give me back my money.

By 1:30pm I left for school. I joined Jeremiah in his car to do last minute reading. The exam was slated for 4:00pm, trust Nigerian time factor, it started later. Three section questions to answer four as usual. I answered one from section A, two from section B and one from section C. I can beat my best like the gorilla and say I did well. Failure know me not. I left after the exam.

Since Caesar's boss came back from America he has been very scarce. I stumbled on him this evening. We had a little chat catching up before I went home. I fell asleep before I could say zzz.

Examination Monday April 08 2013

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Today is the D-day. I wanted to wake up and read in night. Its morning already, I guess I didn’t wake up in the night lol. I dressed up swiftly and left for office. I picked the internet modem from boss' office. He wanted me to book return ticket for him. Unfortunately, it was too late to book and hold. Since aero took my money without sending any ticket, Im cautious of how I use my atm card for online payment. Besides I didn’t have money in that account. That reminds me aero is yet to reverse the transaction and give me back my money.

By 1:30pm I left for school. I joined Jeremiah in his car to do last minute reading. The exam was slated for 4:00pm, trust Nigerian time factor, it started later. Three section questions to answer four as usual. I answered one from section A, two from section B and one from section C. I can beat my best like the gorilla and say I did well. Failure know me not. I left after the exam.

Since Caesar's boss came back from America he has been very scarce. I stumbled on him this evening. We had a little chat catching up before I went home. I fell asleep before I could say zzz.
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I woke up around 3:30am, trying to figure out what to wear. I don’t have any ironed shirt nor trouser, there was no power. I need to be in church before 7:00am. I employed the age long technique of spraying a little water on the rumpled shirt and hang it to dry. Then I got a fairly neat looking trouser. I read a little and fell asleep again knowing fully well it will affect my wake up time.

I set my alarm for 6:00am and almost tied it to my head. It rang and I did what every alarm disobeying person will do. Unfortunately/fortunately for me I didn’t turn it off the first time I heard it, it may not be the first time it rang. I remember clearly pressing something to stop the alarm but I didn’t remember why I set the alarm. The last rang that woke at about 6:39am I just have 21 minutes before its 7:00 and Im supposed to be there at least 5 minutes before 7:00am. Goddamn it! On top of that Im supposed to be on tie but Im not.

By the time I reached they had already started as expected. I joined. Topic was Baptism of Holy Ghost. After the class was a session serious Pentecost prayer for the holy ghost to fall those/us that are yet to receive it and thus speak in tongue. Im usually skeptical about the speaking tongue thingy. I don’t doubt there are genuine speakers, but Im also 100% certain some fake it. Yeah that Im even 1000% sure. Im well armed with that knowledge right from my Scripture Union days secondary school. I didn’t fake it then we know those who did and those who made fun of it. I prayed that the spirit of doubt be removed from me and they prayed for me to speak in tongue.

My mind went blank, I couldn’t even remember the common ones I hear, not that I wanted to say them. I mumbled something like a child's first word. At a point my limbs felt so heavy, as if I was going to fall. My sub-conscience acted on its own feebly carrying my weight. It took a while before the heaviness gradually subsided. After the prayer ended I was still feeling a bit so-not-myself. Also I gradually became myself. I know something transpired, no denying it. I would like to have a fullness of it. The service was great. When I got home my mind still wandered about the experience. Then it drifted back to my studies.

Ibe was at home. I lay down to relax a little before reading. He fell asleep. I lost track of time lying there. Then PHCN brought light, less than five afterwards Ibe woke up. Like a timed-automated machine response, he turned on the television immediately his eyes opened. The way it happened its safe to say he actually sleepwalked to the television and finally woke up when the blaring volume hit him. My study room just transformed into a full HD 3D cinema.

I rested some more and just packed my books and went to the office to read. First I grabbed lunch from Shoprite. It was really comfortable reading in the office, if only it was very near to my house. I read until it was dark. I left a few minutes after 7:00pm. I got home to the echo of myself. I watched Inuyasha a little, you know the saying about all work and no play. The came in much later. I went to bed a little later.

Sunday April 07 2013

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I woke up around 3:30am, trying to figure out what to wear. I don’t have any ironed shirt nor trouser, there was no power. I need to be in church before 7:00am. I employed the age long technique of spraying a little water on the rumpled shirt and hang it to dry. Then I got a fairly neat looking trouser. I read a little and fell asleep again knowing fully well it will affect my wake up time.

I set my alarm for 6:00am and almost tied it to my head. It rang and I did what every alarm disobeying person will do. Unfortunately/fortunately for me I didn’t turn it off the first time I heard it, it may not be the first time it rang. I remember clearly pressing something to stop the alarm but I didn’t remember why I set the alarm. The last rang that woke at about 6:39am I just have 21 minutes before its 7:00 and Im supposed to be there at least 5 minutes before 7:00am. Goddamn it! On top of that Im supposed to be on tie but Im not.

By the time I reached they had already started as expected. I joined. Topic was Baptism of Holy Ghost. After the class was a session serious Pentecost prayer for the holy ghost to fall those/us that are yet to receive it and thus speak in tongue. Im usually skeptical about the speaking tongue thingy. I don’t doubt there are genuine speakers, but Im also 100% certain some fake it. Yeah that Im even 1000% sure. Im well armed with that knowledge right from my Scripture Union days secondary school. I didn’t fake it then we know those who did and those who made fun of it. I prayed that the spirit of doubt be removed from me and they prayed for me to speak in tongue.

My mind went blank, I couldn’t even remember the common ones I hear, not that I wanted to say them. I mumbled something like a child's first word. At a point my limbs felt so heavy, as if I was going to fall. My sub-conscience acted on its own feebly carrying my weight. It took a while before the heaviness gradually subsided. After the prayer ended I was still feeling a bit so-not-myself. Also I gradually became myself. I know something transpired, no denying it. I would like to have a fullness of it. The service was great. When I got home my mind still wandered about the experience. Then it drifted back to my studies.

Ibe was at home. I lay down to relax a little before reading. He fell asleep. I lost track of time lying there. Then PHCN brought light, less than five afterwards Ibe woke up. Like a timed-automated machine response, he turned on the television immediately his eyes opened. The way it happened its safe to say he actually sleepwalked to the television and finally woke up when the blaring volume hit him. My study room just transformed into a full HD 3D cinema.

I rested some more and just packed my books and went to the office to read. First I grabbed lunch from Shoprite. It was really comfortable reading in the office, if only it was very near to my house. I read until it was dark. I left a few minutes after 7:00pm. I got home to the echo of myself. I watched Inuyasha a little, you know the saying about all work and no play. The came in much later. I went to bed a little later.
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Saturday April 06 2013, Personal Diary, Studying
I woke up late reason was I read in the night. My body system has changed. Once I wake up in the middle of the night to do something, it will surely affect my wake up time. It wasn’t always like this. I read my devotional and prayed. I really really want to read, but with the folks in my house who love watching television every time like its their life support bothers me. Of course if I don’t find anywhere to go read my book I'll have to tell them I need a serene environment to read. I'm pretty sure they'll read it the wrong way.

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

I need to do my laundry as well. I decided to go to our office and read, let me not bother anybody. First I yielded to the urge to wash my clothes. Amara left in the morning to she-knows-where. Before I finished washing, she came back. Amazingly the television was off, but guess what. Like faithful, devout religious individual who is divinely entrusted with the duty of watching television, the first thing she asked less than a minute she stepped in the room was why is the television off. Its unbelievable. She turned on the television instantly. I was like thank God I have ruled out reading here.

Read: New Song Coming

By the time I finished, it was a bit late for the office trip. As I was resting PHCN struck, there was power outage. Perfect timing. I haven’t been more happier for the gross incompetence and inefficiencies of PHCN like I was as they took the light. They left one after the other. I stayed at home and read. I read until around 10:00pm ocassionally taking brakes though before I fell asleep.

Saturday April 06 2013

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Saturday April 06 2013, Personal Diary, Studying
I woke up late reason was I read in the night. My body system has changed. Once I wake up in the middle of the night to do something, it will surely affect my wake up time. It wasn’t always like this. I read my devotional and prayed. I really really want to read, but with the folks in my house who love watching television every time like its their life support bothers me. Of course if I don’t find anywhere to go read my book I'll have to tell them I need a serene environment to read. I'm pretty sure they'll read it the wrong way.

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

I need to do my laundry as well. I decided to go to our office and read, let me not bother anybody. First I yielded to the urge to wash my clothes. Amara left in the morning to she-knows-where. Before I finished washing, she came back. Amazingly the television was off, but guess what. Like faithful, devout religious individual who is divinely entrusted with the duty of watching television, the first thing she asked less than a minute she stepped in the room was why is the television off. Its unbelievable. She turned on the television instantly. I was like thank God I have ruled out reading here.

Read: New Song Coming

By the time I finished, it was a bit late for the office trip. As I was resting PHCN struck, there was power outage. Perfect timing. I haven’t been more happier for the gross incompetence and inefficiencies of PHCN like I was as they took the light. They left one after the other. I stayed at home and read. I read until around 10:00pm ocassionally taking brakes though before I fell asleep.

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I woke up early around 2am to read. I read for about three hours before sleeping again. I woke up again around 7am. Read my open heaven, prayed showered and left for work. I'm supposed to go to school today. I need to print docket in colour. I stayed around till 11:30am before leaving for school. Traffic wasn’t that bad, I spend a excusable amount of time on the road. I went to Yaba office and the told me our forms have been sent to University of Lagos main campus. There was two signature spaces left. The process of signing is annoying, you go from one office to another.

Read: Daily Journal: Wednesday April 03 2013

First is bursary, next is the School of Post Graduate Studies department all in UNILAG main campus but at polar ends of the school. After that you go to the next town Yaba to sign and then come back to main campus again for the last signature. I find it very time consuming. Now I'm at Yaba waiting for the form to come back from the main campus. I thought all the signatures will be completed by the time the form comes back but it wasn’t. Are you kidding me? I had to go back to the main campus again. I have no choice. UNILAG SPGS knows how to give students school wahala. I did that.

Read: School Fees Payment Thursday, March 28 2013

When I came back to MBA Yaba office for final submission they gouged me of N5000 like others, giving it a fancy name. I went back to the office. It was late evening now. The food I bought from Shoprite was still in my knapsack when my boss asked if I had eaten. I said no, he gave me money to buy food. Fidelis his friend came around and they drank a bottle of champagne, they barely noticed I was there until they finished the bottle. I went home. Slept off immediately so I can read in the night.



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Friday April 05 2013

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I woke up early around 2am to read. I read for about three hours before sleeping again. I woke up again around 7am. Read my open heaven, prayed showered and left for work. I'm supposed to go to school today. I need to print docket in colour. I stayed around till 11:30am before leaving for school. Traffic wasn’t that bad, I spend a excusable amount of time on the road. I went to Yaba office and the told me our forms have been sent to University of Lagos main campus. There was two signature spaces left. The process of signing is annoying, you go from one office to another.

Read: Daily Journal: Wednesday April 03 2013

First is bursary, next is the School of Post Graduate Studies department all in UNILAG main campus but at polar ends of the school. After that you go to the next town Yaba to sign and then come back to main campus again for the last signature. I find it very time consuming. Now I'm at Yaba waiting for the form to come back from the main campus. I thought all the signatures will be completed by the time the form comes back but it wasn’t. Are you kidding me? I had to go back to the main campus again. I have no choice. UNILAG SPGS knows how to give students school wahala. I did that.

Read: School Fees Payment Thursday, March 28 2013

When I came back to MBA Yaba office for final submission they gouged me of N5000 like others, giving it a fancy name. I went back to the office. It was late evening now. The food I bought from Shoprite was still in my knapsack when my boss asked if I had eaten. I said no, he gave me money to buy food. Fidelis his friend came around and they drank a bottle of champagne, they barely noticed I was there until they finished the bottle. I went home. Slept off immediately so I can read in the night.



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I greeted the day a little early. I used that time to read one of MBA 804 materials I made a copy of yesterday. There was another textbook which I'm sure is somewhere in my box of textbooks. It didn’t take me long to find it. The exercise helped me rearrange that closet. So I killed three birds with one stone, I found the book, rearranged and decluttered the closet. I went to work late, my boss went to the embassy in search of visa.

Watch: Hilarious Video! Frank Donga's Travel Visa Application Interview

I was all alone in the office. Done with office task I focused on personal stuff. He didn’t give me any task to do anyway. I read. I browsed. He swung by around few  minutes after four to pick the internet modem.  The bus I boarded looked like a boys brigade tour bus. A full bus with no single female passenger. Mehn the bus had very strong, pure, raw, concentrated ''Adam'' scent lol. My life experience keeps getting interesting.

I branched at Doc's place. I gave his son a toy horse. A few days ago I gave him an incredible hulk toy. The elder son was now telling me he would love to visit me to know where I stay so he can pack all remaining toys lol. I went home and started reading my book. Ibe and his wife weren’t around. They came in separately later.

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

I had an interview over the phone with one chic friend of mine. That’s what she called it. It was a fun session of texting back and forth. She'll text the question and I text back the answer. We did that till I didn’t see any more questions, I guess she fell asleep. I also hit the sack.



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Thursday April 04 2013

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I greeted the day a little early. I used that time to read one of MBA 804 materials I made a copy of yesterday. There was another textbook which I'm sure is somewhere in my box of textbooks. It didn’t take me long to find it. The exercise helped me rearrange that closet. So I killed three birds with one stone, I found the book, rearranged and decluttered the closet. I went to work late, my boss went to the embassy in search of visa.

Watch: Hilarious Video! Frank Donga's Travel Visa Application Interview

I was all alone in the office. Done with office task I focused on personal stuff. He didn’t give me any task to do anyway. I read. I browsed. He swung by around few  minutes after four to pick the internet modem.  The bus I boarded looked like a boys brigade tour bus. A full bus with no single female passenger. Mehn the bus had very strong, pure, raw, concentrated ''Adam'' scent lol. My life experience keeps getting interesting.

I branched at Doc's place. I gave his son a toy horse. A few days ago I gave him an incredible hulk toy. The elder son was now telling me he would love to visit me to know where I stay so he can pack all remaining toys lol. I went home and started reading my book. Ibe and his wife weren’t around. They came in separately later.

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

I had an interview over the phone with one chic friend of mine. That’s what she called it. It was a fun session of texting back and forth. She'll text the question and I text back the answer. We did that till I didn’t see any more questions, I guess she fell asleep. I also hit the sack.



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