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Thursday, 30 May 2013


The morning is upon me but so was sleep. I stayed up late, I just can’t escape the punishment for staying up late can I? If only I had two more pair of eyes, there will be division of labour to make this work easier on the pair I already have. In as much as I have already donated my body to sleep giving it full authority to use, abuse and misuse my body as it pleases this morning, I couldn't sleep. What manner of mannerless of primates am I sheltering? One would think common sense is common but its not with this duo. Ibe and his wife were just walking up and down the bed where I lay rocking me back and forth. How can I sleep under this circumstance even if I a hospital of sleeping pills?

Since the room is always sandy no thanks especially to Ibe and his sandy sneakers he doesn’t care to clean properly. They go back and forth to the kitchen and bathroom more or less cleaning their feet on the bed. They are literally and cruelly using my bed as a foot mat. I've told them how unhygienic this was a long time ago but do they ever change? It was so annoying. You can actually get a frost bite in hell compared to how I seethed with vexation. At times like this I wonder what he learnt while growing up. I wonder hygiene habits they teach their children.

Wait let me ask you reading this, is it I'm being a nitpicker about this or is it normal for someone with brain to turn the bed to foot mat especially when you can effortlessly avoid it? I couldn't sleep even my eyes were so heavy with sleep. The book of curses has a new entry, it goes; ''May your children behave like Ibe'' I kept calm. I kept the molten magma boiling in my core from leaking to the surface. Is it the Lord's doing? I don't know. I just got up went over to the side stool in the corner hoping that sleep hasn't given up on me. If I were sleep, I would've given up on me eons ago.

When I got up and was literally tipping sands off the mattress Amara looked at me with a vague contrite expression as if she was momentarily forced into sackcloth then she looked away quickly. Is that a guilty conscience? Do they have conscience at all? They are like stark opposite of my ingrained desire for a clean and organised environment or earth. I won't be going to work today, more like I will work from home. I sat on that side stool which was now my bed. I didn't go into full sleep mode but I wasn't in full awake mode either. 

Time dragged by, time that I couldn't measure. My system finally loaded the wake up program. I browsed a bit on my phone. Ibe lay on the other mattress cooped over his phone. Moments later he dressed up and left. I lazed a bit trying to ease my frame of mind into the task ahead. I wanted to do a few DIY maintenance works. These people don't really give a rat's ass about the life of appliances when they use them. They use wares with careless and reckless abandon and its perfectly normal to them. First I relaid the carpet that flowed into the kitchen. I didn't do other section of the kitchen.

I washed the kitchen walls except one side. I also thoroughly cleaned the window, the dust on the window and mosquito net has gotten incredibly thick. I would say its now a face sore not just an eyesore. Of course if I leave it to them clean based on how frequent they use the kitchen, a dust storm will engulf the kitchen. As the wall sparkles my heart sparkled with gladness too, I just love a clean environment. I wished my situational roommates shared the same trait. I was exhausted after DIY task.

I sat on the bed to relax, my phone buzzed into life with a call from Ifeanyi that was when I realised I dozed off. Why won't I doze off after my beauty sleep was cruelly denied me this morning the Ibes. He was in the office. What made him change his mind? He wanted to send an important mail but the internet was sitting in my room. I dragged my fatigued 306 bones, flesh and blood package to the office. In one hour I was in the office. He did his thing and left. I stayed for a while before going home. I still haven’t finished the presentation, as a matter of fact I’m tired of the whole thing. It requires some key data and such information is not in the public domain. Why do I have to this tedious, somewhat unnecessary task? Why didn't Gavin at least send the word or PowerPoint version of the document?

Oh yeah I downloaded a part b of Iron Man 3 before heading out the office. I spent some time with Doc before heading home. Ibe and wifey were outside when I got home. They sprayed insecticide in the room and waited for it clear out. Wait what did I even eat today? Beats me! I didn't feel hungry like I normally would, oh well it’s all good. I dropped my bag went outside too. After soaking in some fresh air I got back in the played on ma lappie before my eyes closed of its own accord. Finally I had my beauty sleep to my soul content.

My Beauty Sleep Cruelly Denied Me Wednesday May 15 2013

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The morning is upon me but so was sleep. I stayed up late, I just can’t escape the punishment for staying up late can I? If only I had two more pair of eyes, there will be division of labour to make this work easier on the pair I already have. In as much as I have already donated my body to sleep giving it full authority to use, abuse and misuse my body as it pleases this morning, I couldn't sleep. What manner of mannerless of primates am I sheltering? One would think common sense is common but its not with this duo. Ibe and his wife were just walking up and down the bed where I lay rocking me back and forth. How can I sleep under this circumstance even if I a hospital of sleeping pills?

Since the room is always sandy no thanks especially to Ibe and his sandy sneakers he doesn’t care to clean properly. They go back and forth to the kitchen and bathroom more or less cleaning their feet on the bed. They are literally and cruelly using my bed as a foot mat. I've told them how unhygienic this was a long time ago but do they ever change? It was so annoying. You can actually get a frost bite in hell compared to how I seethed with vexation. At times like this I wonder what he learnt while growing up. I wonder hygiene habits they teach their children.

Wait let me ask you reading this, is it I'm being a nitpicker about this or is it normal for someone with brain to turn the bed to foot mat especially when you can effortlessly avoid it? I couldn't sleep even my eyes were so heavy with sleep. The book of curses has a new entry, it goes; ''May your children behave like Ibe'' I kept calm. I kept the molten magma boiling in my core from leaking to the surface. Is it the Lord's doing? I don't know. I just got up went over to the side stool in the corner hoping that sleep hasn't given up on me. If I were sleep, I would've given up on me eons ago.

When I got up and was literally tipping sands off the mattress Amara looked at me with a vague contrite expression as if she was momentarily forced into sackcloth then she looked away quickly. Is that a guilty conscience? Do they have conscience at all? They are like stark opposite of my ingrained desire for a clean and organised environment or earth. I won't be going to work today, more like I will work from home. I sat on that side stool which was now my bed. I didn't go into full sleep mode but I wasn't in full awake mode either. 

Time dragged by, time that I couldn't measure. My system finally loaded the wake up program. I browsed a bit on my phone. Ibe lay on the other mattress cooped over his phone. Moments later he dressed up and left. I lazed a bit trying to ease my frame of mind into the task ahead. I wanted to do a few DIY maintenance works. These people don't really give a rat's ass about the life of appliances when they use them. They use wares with careless and reckless abandon and its perfectly normal to them. First I relaid the carpet that flowed into the kitchen. I didn't do other section of the kitchen.

I washed the kitchen walls except one side. I also thoroughly cleaned the window, the dust on the window and mosquito net has gotten incredibly thick. I would say its now a face sore not just an eyesore. Of course if I leave it to them clean based on how frequent they use the kitchen, a dust storm will engulf the kitchen. As the wall sparkles my heart sparkled with gladness too, I just love a clean environment. I wished my situational roommates shared the same trait. I was exhausted after DIY task.

I sat on the bed to relax, my phone buzzed into life with a call from Ifeanyi that was when I realised I dozed off. Why won't I doze off after my beauty sleep was cruelly denied me this morning the Ibes. He was in the office. What made him change his mind? He wanted to send an important mail but the internet was sitting in my room. I dragged my fatigued 306 bones, flesh and blood package to the office. In one hour I was in the office. He did his thing and left. I stayed for a while before going home. I still haven’t finished the presentation, as a matter of fact I’m tired of the whole thing. It requires some key data and such information is not in the public domain. Why do I have to this tedious, somewhat unnecessary task? Why didn't Gavin at least send the word or PowerPoint version of the document?

Oh yeah I downloaded a part b of Iron Man 3 before heading out the office. I spent some time with Doc before heading home. Ibe and wifey were outside when I got home. They sprayed insecticide in the room and waited for it clear out. Wait what did I even eat today? Beats me! I didn't feel hungry like I normally would, oh well it’s all good. I dropped my bag went outside too. After soaking in some fresh air I got back in the played on ma lappie before my eyes closed of its own accord. Finally I had my beauty sleep to my soul content.
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Let The Sleeping Dog Lie Tuesday May 14 2013
I just couldn't get enough sleep in the morning, the usual suspect being I slept really late. I was up till after 3:00am. I can’t blame my system for wanting a little extra snooze time. I just lay there on the bed after I woke. I grabbed my open heavens to read but just couldn't concentrate. Ibe was already watching a series titled Suit and the television was a tad too high for me concentrate. I didn't bother to go that route of telling him to lower the volume. Just let the sleeping dogs lie. The rate at which they watch movies or television you’ll think their life depended on it like oxygen. I know sometimes it can be boring then one need to escape to the movies, but dude it is way too much.

Amara served us breakfast, white rice with stew. She hurried prepared and left. I finished my meal and put away my plate. Ibe finished and kept the plate aside just like he would drop pure water sachet anywhere. I got myself ready for work and left. I got to the office played two rounds of spider solitaire to put me in the mood. Next I worked on the presentation my boss left me with. I didn't do much browsing except for where I need data for the presentation and there are numerous sections that need Nigeria tailored data.

At around 3:00pm, I stopped work and started reading my workers-in-training manual. I have exam on Sunday this week, failure has never been an option. On top of that, I’m hungry. I don't have any cash at hand, the few kobos I have is held hostage by my bank. They call it savings bank account. The saving it for me they say but am I not saving them the problem of looking for cash to investment via loans or other investment instruments? And they make tons of money from my cash.

I wanted to go Shoprite for a meal, I weeded out the thought, later the thought infested my mind again. I set out to make the thought a reality but it was a bit late, I don't want to waste my time going only to view empty show case cuz it has happened to me before. It was on fine evening like this. I just went back to the office and packed my stuff, let’s call it a day fellas. I can always eat at Onye Mama's place, besides it saves me a few kobos too.

Oh I almost forgot I don't have a dime besides my transport fare, great!. I went to the nearest atm waited out the short queue then lawfully robbed myself and headed home. I got to my bus stop and only one path opened up to me, calling me. I have no choice in the matter. I just heed the call and followed the path. Guess where the path led me to? You guessed wrong. The path led me to Onye Mama's place. LOL! I ate and went back to see Doc. I can see clearly now that hunger is gone.

I felt like I was watching a boring television soap. There was nothing interesting to watch at channel Doc. I tried reading my manual again but the blasting speakers won’t allow. I went home. Nobody was home. Ibe came in shortly followed by Amara. He and dished some food before Amara came in. It was like they came in together. Amara said she was so tired that I can dish mine by myself, I said no problem. I watch a movie on my lappie after that I ate and slept off.

Let The Sleeping Dog Lie Tuesday May 14 2013

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Let The Sleeping Dog Lie Tuesday May 14 2013
I just couldn't get enough sleep in the morning, the usual suspect being I slept really late. I was up till after 3:00am. I can’t blame my system for wanting a little extra snooze time. I just lay there on the bed after I woke. I grabbed my open heavens to read but just couldn't concentrate. Ibe was already watching a series titled Suit and the television was a tad too high for me concentrate. I didn't bother to go that route of telling him to lower the volume. Just let the sleeping dogs lie. The rate at which they watch movies or television you’ll think their life depended on it like oxygen. I know sometimes it can be boring then one need to escape to the movies, but dude it is way too much.

Amara served us breakfast, white rice with stew. She hurried prepared and left. I finished my meal and put away my plate. Ibe finished and kept the plate aside just like he would drop pure water sachet anywhere. I got myself ready for work and left. I got to the office played two rounds of spider solitaire to put me in the mood. Next I worked on the presentation my boss left me with. I didn't do much browsing except for where I need data for the presentation and there are numerous sections that need Nigeria tailored data.

At around 3:00pm, I stopped work and started reading my workers-in-training manual. I have exam on Sunday this week, failure has never been an option. On top of that, I’m hungry. I don't have any cash at hand, the few kobos I have is held hostage by my bank. They call it savings bank account. The saving it for me they say but am I not saving them the problem of looking for cash to investment via loans or other investment instruments? And they make tons of money from my cash.

I wanted to go Shoprite for a meal, I weeded out the thought, later the thought infested my mind again. I set out to make the thought a reality but it was a bit late, I don't want to waste my time going only to view empty show case cuz it has happened to me before. It was on fine evening like this. I just went back to the office and packed my stuff, let’s call it a day fellas. I can always eat at Onye Mama's place, besides it saves me a few kobos too.

Oh I almost forgot I don't have a dime besides my transport fare, great!. I went to the nearest atm waited out the short queue then lawfully robbed myself and headed home. I got to my bus stop and only one path opened up to me, calling me. I have no choice in the matter. I just heed the call and followed the path. Guess where the path led me to? You guessed wrong. The path led me to Onye Mama's place. LOL! I ate and went back to see Doc. I can see clearly now that hunger is gone.

I felt like I was watching a boring television soap. There was nothing interesting to watch at channel Doc. I tried reading my manual again but the blasting speakers won’t allow. I went home. Nobody was home. Ibe came in shortly followed by Amara. He and dished some food before Amara came in. It was like they came in together. Amara said she was so tired that I can dish mine by myself, I said no problem. I watch a movie on my lappie after that I ate and slept off.
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Tuesday, 28 May 2013

Earth Songs Of Mother Nature Monday 13 May 2013
''Good morning Jesus good morning Lord. I know you come from heaven above. The Holy Spirit is on the throne. Good morning Jesus good morning Lord''. That's the song the Lord put in my mouth this morning. Lord I'm saying good morning to you. Thank you for making me see yet another beautiful day you have made. I will rejoice and be glad in it. I read my open heavens and prayed. I showered.

While I was showering the rapture of Mother Nature captured my attention and I listened attentively to Mother Nature sing her soul caressing song via the croaking frogs, insects chirping, birds singing, breeze whispering as it rushes past my windows, the silence of the sunlight is a song to me, etc. Mother Nature’s choir was really busy this morning. It is a song that only those who appreciative of the little tings in life can hear and cherish with relish. Different voices were distinct all glorifying or saying good morning to their maker. I'm sure the rains must had some influence especially the frogs and toads' happy song. Has it always been like this and I don’t notice it?

It reminded me of life in the village. This is the abridged version of the sound of the village. In the village one is ever close and in tune with nature. A smile stole its way across my face as nostalgia wooed my heart. There's happiness and life in the simple things of life that we take for granted everyday. I miss these little things about the village. I cant remember the last time I heard a cock crow at dawn, the chirping sound of a cricket, the ever busy weaver bird, etc. I love the sound of the village. I love the smell of village too. It doesn't smell like pollution of the big towns and cities.

It's all good. Lord I appreciate you deeply. I dressed up and left for work while Ibe and Amara were cuddled up in bed. The weather is cold cuz of the rain last night, such a perfect weather for baby making practice. The road is flooded, so annoying. The more reason why I need to buy an SUV or a pick-up truck like ford ranger Toyota Hilux or my dream Toyota Tundra! The bus stop is full. I wonder why, probably the rain. Traffic is always terrible after the rain. There was traffic but at least its moving. Every bus stop we drive by is crowded. I was ten minutes late, blame it on the traffic. Whatever it takes I will ride a Toyota Tundra of the era some day or a similar pick-up truck.

Ifeanyi came in a few minutes later. He called Ugo who said he will be in office in a few minutes. But we know it means a few hours. He much later and dished out tasks. Mine was a bit tedious. Then he left for Abuja. Mehn we drank tea several times, drank several cups of water but no real food. We are broke lol. Just as Ify was on his third cup of tea, Chris called that he prepared rice and egg stew. We hit his crib at once like a sniper hits a target. He even prepared additional chicken and we ate full meal. Fayrouz drink was valuable to wash all down nicely. We watched cable TV a little thanked Chris and went back to the office.

A few minutes later Ify left. I left around 6:00pm. Funny shit happened in the bus on my way home. The bus was a VolksWagen transporter popularly called danfo in Lagos. It has three rows of seat at the back. Two of the seats were welded together but weren't fastened to the floor of the vehicle. There just three passengers sitting on the middle seat which was welded to the first seat. The driver instead of slowly moving from its parked position, it just sped off like a freaking rocket.

Then unexpectedly we got thrown backward onto the back seat, it was like a scene from a rollercoaster ride. There was nothing to hold to stop that seat from flipping backwards. The bus got filled up at the next stop so that freak flip won't happen again. I got to my bus stop in one piece.

Mother Nature's song still played in my head, it made a difference in my day. No matter what the day tried to be, the joy, happiness and gladness that Mother Nature put in my heart in the morning still glowed.

I spent some time with Doc and Caesar. Caesar succeeded in getting me jealous with his recant of helluva fun they had a the swimming pool yesterday. They were loaded. Folake and Ruth also went. I wanted to go but was indisposed sort of. I got home feeling tired. Ibe and Amara were at home. Mimi was in the kitchen cooking. I just went straight to bed.

Earth Songs Of Mother Nature Monday 13 May 2013

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Earth Songs Of Mother Nature Monday 13 May 2013
''Good morning Jesus good morning Lord. I know you come from heaven above. The Holy Spirit is on the throne. Good morning Jesus good morning Lord''. That's the song the Lord put in my mouth this morning. Lord I'm saying good morning to you. Thank you for making me see yet another beautiful day you have made. I will rejoice and be glad in it. I read my open heavens and prayed. I showered.

While I was showering the rapture of Mother Nature captured my attention and I listened attentively to Mother Nature sing her soul caressing song via the croaking frogs, insects chirping, birds singing, breeze whispering as it rushes past my windows, the silence of the sunlight is a song to me, etc. Mother Nature’s choir was really busy this morning. It is a song that only those who appreciative of the little tings in life can hear and cherish with relish. Different voices were distinct all glorifying or saying good morning to their maker. I'm sure the rains must had some influence especially the frogs and toads' happy song. Has it always been like this and I don’t notice it?

It reminded me of life in the village. This is the abridged version of the sound of the village. In the village one is ever close and in tune with nature. A smile stole its way across my face as nostalgia wooed my heart. There's happiness and life in the simple things of life that we take for granted everyday. I miss these little things about the village. I cant remember the last time I heard a cock crow at dawn, the chirping sound of a cricket, the ever busy weaver bird, etc. I love the sound of the village. I love the smell of village too. It doesn't smell like pollution of the big towns and cities.

It's all good. Lord I appreciate you deeply. I dressed up and left for work while Ibe and Amara were cuddled up in bed. The weather is cold cuz of the rain last night, such a perfect weather for baby making practice. The road is flooded, so annoying. The more reason why I need to buy an SUV or a pick-up truck like ford ranger Toyota Hilux or my dream Toyota Tundra! The bus stop is full. I wonder why, probably the rain. Traffic is always terrible after the rain. There was traffic but at least its moving. Every bus stop we drive by is crowded. I was ten minutes late, blame it on the traffic. Whatever it takes I will ride a Toyota Tundra of the era some day or a similar pick-up truck.

Ifeanyi came in a few minutes later. He called Ugo who said he will be in office in a few minutes. But we know it means a few hours. He much later and dished out tasks. Mine was a bit tedious. Then he left for Abuja. Mehn we drank tea several times, drank several cups of water but no real food. We are broke lol. Just as Ify was on his third cup of tea, Chris called that he prepared rice and egg stew. We hit his crib at once like a sniper hits a target. He even prepared additional chicken and we ate full meal. Fayrouz drink was valuable to wash all down nicely. We watched cable TV a little thanked Chris and went back to the office.

A few minutes later Ify left. I left around 6:00pm. Funny shit happened in the bus on my way home. The bus was a VolksWagen transporter popularly called danfo in Lagos. It has three rows of seat at the back. Two of the seats were welded together but weren't fastened to the floor of the vehicle. There just three passengers sitting on the middle seat which was welded to the first seat. The driver instead of slowly moving from its parked position, it just sped off like a freaking rocket.

Then unexpectedly we got thrown backward onto the back seat, it was like a scene from a rollercoaster ride. There was nothing to hold to stop that seat from flipping backwards. The bus got filled up at the next stop so that freak flip won't happen again. I got to my bus stop in one piece.

Mother Nature's song still played in my head, it made a difference in my day. No matter what the day tried to be, the joy, happiness and gladness that Mother Nature put in my heart in the morning still glowed.

I spent some time with Doc and Caesar. Caesar succeeded in getting me jealous with his recant of helluva fun they had a the swimming pool yesterday. They were loaded. Folake and Ruth also went. I wanted to go but was indisposed sort of. I got home feeling tired. Ibe and Amara were at home. Mimi was in the kitchen cooking. I just went straight to bed.

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A Worker Deserves His/Her Pay Sunday May 12 2013
Thank God for life today. This is the day that Lord has made. I will rejoice and be glad in it. I went to the Lords house to worship him. He blessed me abundantly. I have never missed church service this year. That's a record for me. Lord I want to even deepen my christian life in truth and spirit. After service I had a good sleep. Went over to Caesar's.

I had a haircut later in the evening. Yeah I look fresh outta barber's shop now. Got home sprayed insecticide in the kitchen which is now being run by roaches. If only I can spray the insecticide continuously for at least two weeks they will be completely gone. After dropping the bombs on the roaches I went to shower. I was in the shower when Ibe and his wife came in. They stayed outside cuz of the fume of the insecticide. I felt fresher after the shower. I left the room too to get some fresh air.

I went and sat by our security post at the gate. That was how I unintentionally invited the young man pour out his complaint to me. He had a nagging issue with the self-imposed care taker of our compound which is my own landlord, Mr. Tony. Mr. Tony refused to pay him last month reason being he lost an old car battery for starting his generator. The security guy Peter is not finding it funny at all. I really felt for him.. Amidst his predicament is my own predicament of the asphyxiating stench reeking from his mouth, dude is drunk!

Though he is in control of his system to an extent but the inhibition to guard his mouth is gone. He has never talked to me about issues like this before. I saw a neighbour giving him some words of advice and encouragement earlier when I came back from the barbers. Now I know what it was about. I don’t blame him for being upset.

Frankly I strongly hate withholding someone's pay after the person has done the work, it’s an abominable, inexcusable and unforgivable crime in my books. A labourer deserves his pay for sake of equity. My cousin's nanny who quit under questionable circumstance has complained to me about her unpaid salary too. I don't care if he is my cousin or not he has to pay her salary arrears.

Somebody has already laboured and you are withholding her rightful bona fide reward for her effort, no I don't side with or condole such. Don't ever deny a worker his salary after he or she has done the work for you. It's a serious crime against humanity.

A Worker Deserves His/Her Pay Sunday May 12 2013

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A Worker Deserves His/Her Pay Sunday May 12 2013
Thank God for life today. This is the day that Lord has made. I will rejoice and be glad in it. I went to the Lords house to worship him. He blessed me abundantly. I have never missed church service this year. That's a record for me. Lord I want to even deepen my christian life in truth and spirit. After service I had a good sleep. Went over to Caesar's.

I had a haircut later in the evening. Yeah I look fresh outta barber's shop now. Got home sprayed insecticide in the kitchen which is now being run by roaches. If only I can spray the insecticide continuously for at least two weeks they will be completely gone. After dropping the bombs on the roaches I went to shower. I was in the shower when Ibe and his wife came in. They stayed outside cuz of the fume of the insecticide. I felt fresher after the shower. I left the room too to get some fresh air.

I went and sat by our security post at the gate. That was how I unintentionally invited the young man pour out his complaint to me. He had a nagging issue with the self-imposed care taker of our compound which is my own landlord, Mr. Tony. Mr. Tony refused to pay him last month reason being he lost an old car battery for starting his generator. The security guy Peter is not finding it funny at all. I really felt for him.. Amidst his predicament is my own predicament of the asphyxiating stench reeking from his mouth, dude is drunk!

Though he is in control of his system to an extent but the inhibition to guard his mouth is gone. He has never talked to me about issues like this before. I saw a neighbour giving him some words of advice and encouragement earlier when I came back from the barbers. Now I know what it was about. I don’t blame him for being upset.

Frankly I strongly hate withholding someone's pay after the person has done the work, it’s an abominable, inexcusable and unforgivable crime in my books. A labourer deserves his pay for sake of equity. My cousin's nanny who quit under questionable circumstance has complained to me about her unpaid salary too. I don't care if he is my cousin or not he has to pay her salary arrears.

Somebody has already laboured and you are withholding her rightful bona fide reward for her effort, no I don't side with or condole such. Don't ever deny a worker his salary after he or she has done the work for you. It's a serious crime against humanity.
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Monday, 27 May 2013

Two Loaves of Bread Friday May 10 2013
I slept late, despite that I woke up early. I just lay on the bed. An event occurred last night that really shook me up in a creepy way. My hatred for creepy crawlies knows no bound. I stayed up late watching Inuyasha movie on my laptop, there was no power. No candle was lit, Ibe and his wife were already asleep or pretending to be asleep. I wanted to lie on the bare floor. I cleaned the floor with a rag, then I lay down.

Read: Dear Diary: Wednesday 13-02-2013

I felt something move softly as if I lay on something. I thought maybe it’s just my imagination. I felt the light movement again now I thought maybe a mosquito. Each time I feel it I will arch my back up a little and slam it down to kill whatever it was. The third time I couldn’t just ignore or take it for granted anymore, I gotta see the creature behind the movement. I took my phone turned on the torch and sprang up quickly at the same time flashing my light at the perceived spot and my blood chilled. I couldn't believe my eyes! I saw a fairly large centipede. like I felt goose boulders not even pimples populate my entire body surface from head to toe. JEEZZ!!! How the freaking hell did this thing get in here?

Read: Fumigation Didn't Get Rid Of The Nigerian Mosquitoes, What Next?

Oh well I know a plausible reason how it could've gotten inside. The filth-tolerant habit of Ibe and his wife has already caused cockroach and ant infestation, so it’s no brainer how this centipede got a free pass into my house. I felt so restless. As a kid I feared this creepy crawly. I heard they have a very deadly sting. The thing disappeared immediately. Luckily it showed up again within my killing range and I delivered a crushing blow. The irritation was sending chilling frightening messages through my nervous system. I felt like there are more of them lurking in the dark. I couldn't sleep again. I googled about centipede in granular detail for a considerable amount of my sleeping time. 

I threw away the corpse showered again and kabashed seriously. By kabashing I meant I prayed seriously before going to bed. It was a very horrible experience. Thank God it didn't bite me. I slept well considering my ordeal. It was the first thing I put on Facebook in the morning. Ibe and his wife went out to God-knows-where. I didn't tell them about my horrible experience, does it matter? I pray this horrible experience doesn't repeat itself.

I read the Open Heavens Devotional showered and left for work.

I got there on time, cleaned up the place. My boss and Ifeanyi came later with Ifeanyi being the last to come. Work progressed smoothly. I worked on my blog. I got some materials I want to use to rejuvenate my resume. I’m embarking on serious job hunt next week. It was a full house, Chris was in the office too.

Ifeanyi bought two loaves of bread but wasn't biblical enough to add five fishes to it. If only it was two loaves of bread and five fishes, we could've fed thousands of people. The was the only thing we ate throughout the day. We only finished one loaf though. I booked a Monday flight to Abuja for MD. He'll be gone for about four days. Up till now the triple play of Aero-GTBank-Interswitch are yet to refund my money. I sent them a fairly harsh letter threatening to take legal action if they don’t pay, don't know how long I can’t wait for them. Aero replied the letter immediately the delay or ineffectiveness/inefficiency was on GTBank's part. Same ol shit just a different day.

At the end of the day, one loaf still remained out of the the two loaves. I went home with it, you don't want the bread to spoil before Monday.

Two Loaves of Bread Friday May 10 2013

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Two Loaves of Bread Friday May 10 2013
I slept late, despite that I woke up early. I just lay on the bed. An event occurred last night that really shook me up in a creepy way. My hatred for creepy crawlies knows no bound. I stayed up late watching Inuyasha movie on my laptop, there was no power. No candle was lit, Ibe and his wife were already asleep or pretending to be asleep. I wanted to lie on the bare floor. I cleaned the floor with a rag, then I lay down.

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I felt something move softly as if I lay on something. I thought maybe it’s just my imagination. I felt the light movement again now I thought maybe a mosquito. Each time I feel it I will arch my back up a little and slam it down to kill whatever it was. The third time I couldn’t just ignore or take it for granted anymore, I gotta see the creature behind the movement. I took my phone turned on the torch and sprang up quickly at the same time flashing my light at the perceived spot and my blood chilled. I couldn't believe my eyes! I saw a fairly large centipede. like I felt goose boulders not even pimples populate my entire body surface from head to toe. JEEZZ!!! How the freaking hell did this thing get in here?

Read: Fumigation Didn't Get Rid Of The Nigerian Mosquitoes, What Next?

Oh well I know a plausible reason how it could've gotten inside. The filth-tolerant habit of Ibe and his wife has already caused cockroach and ant infestation, so it’s no brainer how this centipede got a free pass into my house. I felt so restless. As a kid I feared this creepy crawly. I heard they have a very deadly sting. The thing disappeared immediately. Luckily it showed up again within my killing range and I delivered a crushing blow. The irritation was sending chilling frightening messages through my nervous system. I felt like there are more of them lurking in the dark. I couldn't sleep again. I googled about centipede in granular detail for a considerable amount of my sleeping time. 

I threw away the corpse showered again and kabashed seriously. By kabashing I meant I prayed seriously before going to bed. It was a very horrible experience. Thank God it didn't bite me. I slept well considering my ordeal. It was the first thing I put on Facebook in the morning. Ibe and his wife went out to God-knows-where. I didn't tell them about my horrible experience, does it matter? I pray this horrible experience doesn't repeat itself.

I read the Open Heavens Devotional showered and left for work.

I got there on time, cleaned up the place. My boss and Ifeanyi came later with Ifeanyi being the last to come. Work progressed smoothly. I worked on my blog. I got some materials I want to use to rejuvenate my resume. I’m embarking on serious job hunt next week. It was a full house, Chris was in the office too.

Ifeanyi bought two loaves of bread but wasn't biblical enough to add five fishes to it. If only it was two loaves of bread and five fishes, we could've fed thousands of people. The was the only thing we ate throughout the day. We only finished one loaf though. I booked a Monday flight to Abuja for MD. He'll be gone for about four days. Up till now the triple play of Aero-GTBank-Interswitch are yet to refund my money. I sent them a fairly harsh letter threatening to take legal action if they don’t pay, don't know how long I can’t wait for them. Aero replied the letter immediately the delay or ineffectiveness/inefficiency was on GTBank's part. Same ol shit just a different day.

At the end of the day, one loaf still remained out of the the two loaves. I went home with it, you don't want the bread to spoil before Monday.
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Thursday, 23 May 2013


Looks like the devil and his demons wanna war this morning but the Lord is my strength, Psalm 28:7. He is always my strength. I woke early, yeah the new me. Now I wake my alarm. Doing some browsing on my phone. Where I lay on another mattress on the floor just minding my business, he just walked on the mattress to the door, the entire length of the mattress. As if that wasn't enough, when he came he repeated the move and additionally stepped on me without a word or gesture of sorry. I just didn't say anything, I just watched him.

The sun has not fully awaken so it was still a little dark. What stops him from saying excuse? There was no need to use the mattress as foot mat which they very annoyingly good at. Lately he has been posting really nasty but stupid updates on face which are subs at me but Im way better than replying such comments. Even if he puts it on my wall I won't respond to him. He can talk to me at home if really wants to not on Facebook. He is also attacking the wife accusing her of exposing her to me, a potential ''wifefucker.'' He even said it that in his words ''This guy is a very ridiculous human being. He can actually fuck someone's wife.'' 

He ranted and ranted and ranted and dressed up and left. Amara dressed up and left. I assessed the situation and pondered a while then showered, dressed up and left for work. My boss was already in the office when I got there. He doesn't look good. He got cold. I went out on one of those long windy tasks with the driver. I wasn't happy about it all, the driver was pleading with me to cool my temper cuz he totally understood this wasn't in no way a task for me. I was depressed. The rent and accommodation situation was the remote cause and this grocery shopping errand just made it worst.

Thought of my rent was really depressing me cuz I have no frigging clue how to pay. As if that is not bad enough the dude in my house who's behaving like a cursed individual like he self-proclaimed to be is trying to rub it off on me with his recent psycho, quarrelsome belligerent behaviours visibly fraught with frustrations. I refuse to be a victim of your misfortune. I didn't do anything evil by giving you a helping hand.

Ifeanyi came to the office in the evening. He said he wasn't going to come today apparently he changed his mind. Said he finished his appointment on time. Just before close of work they get into this discussion about accommodation issues. Ugo is always fond of talking as I'm not part of the team when such matters are being talked about. He will only bring up his case and Ifeanyi's. Sometimes I just table my own at once, let it be hashed or solved together. Other times my stare burns him back to his senses and he may just chip in my case like throwing crumbs to the dogs. If he forgets me easily now, how the hell can he remember me when the big pay day arrives? Money brings out the personality of people.

I went home after work. I went straight home changed and then came out again. Ibe and his wife were at home, obviously they've made up from their quarrel of this morning. I spent the evening with Caesar at Doc's shop. I finally went home around 9:00pm and slept off immediately.

The Lord Is My Strength Thursday May 09 2013

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Looks like the devil and his demons wanna war this morning but the Lord is my strength, Psalm 28:7. He is always my strength. I woke early, yeah the new me. Now I wake my alarm. Doing some browsing on my phone. Where I lay on another mattress on the floor just minding my business, he just walked on the mattress to the door, the entire length of the mattress. As if that wasn't enough, when he came he repeated the move and additionally stepped on me without a word or gesture of sorry. I just didn't say anything, I just watched him.

The sun has not fully awaken so it was still a little dark. What stops him from saying excuse? There was no need to use the mattress as foot mat which they very annoyingly good at. Lately he has been posting really nasty but stupid updates on face which are subs at me but Im way better than replying such comments. Even if he puts it on my wall I won't respond to him. He can talk to me at home if really wants to not on Facebook. He is also attacking the wife accusing her of exposing her to me, a potential ''wifefucker.'' He even said it that in his words ''This guy is a very ridiculous human being. He can actually fuck someone's wife.'' 

He ranted and ranted and ranted and dressed up and left. Amara dressed up and left. I assessed the situation and pondered a while then showered, dressed up and left for work. My boss was already in the office when I got there. He doesn't look good. He got cold. I went out on one of those long windy tasks with the driver. I wasn't happy about it all, the driver was pleading with me to cool my temper cuz he totally understood this wasn't in no way a task for me. I was depressed. The rent and accommodation situation was the remote cause and this grocery shopping errand just made it worst.

Thought of my rent was really depressing me cuz I have no frigging clue how to pay. As if that is not bad enough the dude in my house who's behaving like a cursed individual like he self-proclaimed to be is trying to rub it off on me with his recent psycho, quarrelsome belligerent behaviours visibly fraught with frustrations. I refuse to be a victim of your misfortune. I didn't do anything evil by giving you a helping hand.

Ifeanyi came to the office in the evening. He said he wasn't going to come today apparently he changed his mind. Said he finished his appointment on time. Just before close of work they get into this discussion about accommodation issues. Ugo is always fond of talking as I'm not part of the team when such matters are being talked about. He will only bring up his case and Ifeanyi's. Sometimes I just table my own at once, let it be hashed or solved together. Other times my stare burns him back to his senses and he may just chip in my case like throwing crumbs to the dogs. If he forgets me easily now, how the hell can he remember me when the big pay day arrives? Money brings out the personality of people.

I went home after work. I went straight home changed and then came out again. Ibe and his wife were at home, obviously they've made up from their quarrel of this morning. I spent the evening with Caesar at Doc's shop. I finally went home around 9:00pm and slept off immediately.
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Ignore The Ignoramus Monday May 06 2013
I call today Ignore The Ignoramus Monday. I have finally gotten used to waking by 5:00am. Sometimes I wake before that time and then wake my alarm. I did a little laundry service to my swimming gear bed sheet. I played my songs and sang along while I washed. After washing the rain took the stage, I showered and continued my songs without the ear piece now. Knowing Ibe and his paranoid insecurity mindset, he probably thinks I’m playing the songs to mock him or to piss him off. I don't know where he gets some of his really stupid ideas from.

He started puffing around the room, brushing past me occasionally where I stood combing my hair like he's really looking for trouble this morning. Oh ye trouble maker get thee behind and beneath me. Then he started singing his own retaliatory songs. I completely ignored him, I'm very good at that. I didn't play my songs for that purpose and God forbid I stoop to that abysmal level to indulge in or entertain such moronic behaviour. 

Mama taught me better. I was wearing boxers doing multiple tasks that made it inconvenient to wear my ear piece. I put back my ear piece immediately I finished dressing up. He continued singing and mumbling things I couldn't hear cuz of my songs. I don't give a fuck anyway. He better step up to my level of intelligence cuz I will never stoop low to his level of stupidity! Best solution is to ignore the ignoramus!

I just waited out the rain for quite some time but it won't let up. I left for work eventually. This sorta thing irritates me. 'Mmadu o ga-eme ihe oma megburu onwe ya?' I got to the office around a few minutes to ten. The door was open but no one was in. Did I forget to lock the door on Saturday or what? There was no light, the gen is bad as usual. My boss came and we went to one coffee shop called Cafe Maison to work. I left with the driver to buy fuel and make bank deposit for Yahya. I used that opportunity to branch to my house to pick my atm card as I didn't any cash on me.

While we were buying the fuel, my phone came alive with one bank credit alert. My younger sister put N10,000 in my account. That’s very good news considering how I was at the moment and people owe me. We got to the bank and it was so crowded that the air conditioners couldn't keep with body heat being generated. The queue is long, curvy and confusing.What the hell is this?!! There's this guy hustling for a spot in front of me knowing fulling well he is behind. I just ignored the ignoramus, wait till this line gets moving and I'll get in front.

There was this aboki, i.e. a hausa dude actually in front of me, this dude reeks of something detrimental to my health. At this point I can't just ignore the ignoramus and suffocate. I left the queue for some fresh air.

My boss had already called cuz he needs to go somewhere. I asked the driver to go back, there's no point two of us wasting time here. I can use public transport to get back.

After what seemed like ages I deposited the money and went back to the office. There was electricity but the generator was still bad. I told Ifeanyi. And that was how I spent the rest of the day alone in the office doing really nothing. My computer wasn't there, no internet, my phone charger wasn't even there and my battery was down. I just arranged and organised the office. I went home at the normal time.

Ignore The Ignoramus Monday May 06 2013

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Ignore The Ignoramus Monday May 06 2013
I call today Ignore The Ignoramus Monday. I have finally gotten used to waking by 5:00am. Sometimes I wake before that time and then wake my alarm. I did a little laundry service to my swimming gear bed sheet. I played my songs and sang along while I washed. After washing the rain took the stage, I showered and continued my songs without the ear piece now. Knowing Ibe and his paranoid insecurity mindset, he probably thinks I’m playing the songs to mock him or to piss him off. I don't know where he gets some of his really stupid ideas from.

He started puffing around the room, brushing past me occasionally where I stood combing my hair like he's really looking for trouble this morning. Oh ye trouble maker get thee behind and beneath me. Then he started singing his own retaliatory songs. I completely ignored him, I'm very good at that. I didn't play my songs for that purpose and God forbid I stoop to that abysmal level to indulge in or entertain such moronic behaviour. 

Mama taught me better. I was wearing boxers doing multiple tasks that made it inconvenient to wear my ear piece. I put back my ear piece immediately I finished dressing up. He continued singing and mumbling things I couldn't hear cuz of my songs. I don't give a fuck anyway. He better step up to my level of intelligence cuz I will never stoop low to his level of stupidity! Best solution is to ignore the ignoramus!

I just waited out the rain for quite some time but it won't let up. I left for work eventually. This sorta thing irritates me. 'Mmadu o ga-eme ihe oma megburu onwe ya?' I got to the office around a few minutes to ten. The door was open but no one was in. Did I forget to lock the door on Saturday or what? There was no light, the gen is bad as usual. My boss came and we went to one coffee shop called Cafe Maison to work. I left with the driver to buy fuel and make bank deposit for Yahya. I used that opportunity to branch to my house to pick my atm card as I didn't any cash on me.

While we were buying the fuel, my phone came alive with one bank credit alert. My younger sister put N10,000 in my account. That’s very good news considering how I was at the moment and people owe me. We got to the bank and it was so crowded that the air conditioners couldn't keep with body heat being generated. The queue is long, curvy and confusing.What the hell is this?!! There's this guy hustling for a spot in front of me knowing fulling well he is behind. I just ignored the ignoramus, wait till this line gets moving and I'll get in front.

There was this aboki, i.e. a hausa dude actually in front of me, this dude reeks of something detrimental to my health. At this point I can't just ignore the ignoramus and suffocate. I left the queue for some fresh air.

My boss had already called cuz he needs to go somewhere. I asked the driver to go back, there's no point two of us wasting time here. I can use public transport to get back.

After what seemed like ages I deposited the money and went back to the office. There was electricity but the generator was still bad. I told Ifeanyi. And that was how I spent the rest of the day alone in the office doing really nothing. My computer wasn't there, no internet, my phone charger wasn't even there and my battery was down. I just arranged and organised the office. I went home at the normal time.
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Wednesday, 22 May 2013

What is he saying?
Mehn! I didn't iron my clothes, no light. Oh yeah they brought light in the night but I was too involved, in love and devoted to my sleep to cheat on it to do anything else. I was so sleepy you have no idea. I fervently wished the power will still be on when I finally break free from the strong sleep spell. Unfortunately genie or the power that be didn't grant me that wish. I didn't know what to wear. I washed yesterday evening and the heaven blessed us with rain last night. The clothes on the line are still very wet.

I woke early but I was very late for church. I've never been this late before. I managed to figure out what to wear. We had the workers-in-training class then the service proper. The topic for the class was ''The Ministry Of Reconciliation'' A guest preacher ministered during the service. His topic was ''Foundations Of Giving''. It was very educative and incisive. He dint say anything about giving money to church in particular. It was humanity giving back to humanity/your neighbour in your own little way. It could be your time in any little way not necessarily money.

Swimming Session Sunday May 05 2013
Caesar and Ruth
I went home after service to fried plantain Amara kept for me. I ate it with bread and was grateful though I didn't thank anybody. I called Caesar to confirm if we were going for a swimming session, he confirmed. Later we went to swim accompanied by Ruth and her friend Folake. Caesar's girlfriend came along too. Ruth is fairly loaded on the boobs side and average ass while Folake is fairly loaded on the thigh and ass side with average boobs. Wait, is this piece of info necessary or just a TMI? You decide. Folake can’t swim at all. I took turns with Caesar teaching her. Initially she was hesitant and afraid but later she picked up. She loved it and vowed to even herself with subsequent lessons.

During the swimming session some naughty about Ruth's boobs and Folake's body was busy having their own swimming session in my head. I don't mind swimming in the though for a while lol.

We all had a good time at the pool. We left the hotel, dropped the girls off ate their place and went to Caesar's place. I ate yam pepper soup. It was really spicy, I likey! It was the only normal meal I ate for the day. He asked about Ibe. I told him we were in a soured and strained state right now. He shared an encyclopedia of his experiences squatting different set of people over the years and vowed never to do it again. He mentioned that the only I reason I still keep them is sympathy which is true. He said alot of things which made a lot of sense. After all is said and done, the decision lies with me. I went home

Swimming Session Sunday May 05 2013

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What is he saying?
Mehn! I didn't iron my clothes, no light. Oh yeah they brought light in the night but I was too involved, in love and devoted to my sleep to cheat on it to do anything else. I was so sleepy you have no idea. I fervently wished the power will still be on when I finally break free from the strong sleep spell. Unfortunately genie or the power that be didn't grant me that wish. I didn't know what to wear. I washed yesterday evening and the heaven blessed us with rain last night. The clothes on the line are still very wet.

I woke early but I was very late for church. I've never been this late before. I managed to figure out what to wear. We had the workers-in-training class then the service proper. The topic for the class was ''The Ministry Of Reconciliation'' A guest preacher ministered during the service. His topic was ''Foundations Of Giving''. It was very educative and incisive. He dint say anything about giving money to church in particular. It was humanity giving back to humanity/your neighbour in your own little way. It could be your time in any little way not necessarily money.

Swimming Session Sunday May 05 2013
Caesar and Ruth
I went home after service to fried plantain Amara kept for me. I ate it with bread and was grateful though I didn't thank anybody. I called Caesar to confirm if we were going for a swimming session, he confirmed. Later we went to swim accompanied by Ruth and her friend Folake. Caesar's girlfriend came along too. Ruth is fairly loaded on the boobs side and average ass while Folake is fairly loaded on the thigh and ass side with average boobs. Wait, is this piece of info necessary or just a TMI? You decide. Folake can’t swim at all. I took turns with Caesar teaching her. Initially she was hesitant and afraid but later she picked up. She loved it and vowed to even herself with subsequent lessons.

During the swimming session some naughty about Ruth's boobs and Folake's body was busy having their own swimming session in my head. I don't mind swimming in the though for a while lol.

We all had a good time at the pool. We left the hotel, dropped the girls off ate their place and went to Caesar's place. I ate yam pepper soup. It was really spicy, I likey! It was the only normal meal I ate for the day. He asked about Ibe. I told him we were in a soured and strained state right now. He shared an encyclopedia of his experiences squatting different set of people over the years and vowed never to do it again. He mentioned that the only I reason I still keep them is sympathy which is true. He said alot of things which made a lot of sense. After all is said and done, the decision lies with me. I went home
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My body didn't want to wake up, it wanted some more sleep. Besides, it’s was a total wreck. The golf I played last Saturday has been playing my body especially my lower back. It aches like hell. I sit and stand slowly otherwise my scream will make the deaf hear and those who hear will go deaf. I have been rubbing a nerve ointment, its time I go to the hospital or pharmacy. I kept rolling on the bed, grimacing and wincing in pain.

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I’m supposed to join the Road Warriors for our usual Saturday run. Nothing can stop me from running today, I haven't run in about a month. I ended up going very late. I was almost the last person to arrive unlike before. They were surprised to see me, my absence has really been felt. We ran. I didn't want to stress or stretch myself. I did something less than 10km instead of 15km. I felt so tired. My back is hurting me. I trekked almost 3km. I showered at Ugo's place slept a little and left.

Read: Most Essential Health Benefits Gained From Running Regular

Enque was writing a Haliburton job test at the Law School and we were supposed to meet today. She came after all, we spent some really nice time catching up. She looked very beautiful. She has a meeting some after my neighbourhood, she went for her meeting and I went home. I went straight to Onye Mama's place and ate garri and egusi mixed with oha soup. I went home showered again and slept some more.

Read: My Beauty Sleep Cruelly Denied Me

No one was at home when I got there. Ibe came in later, his entrance woke me. I drifted back to sleep in a matter of seconds. I woke finally around 5:00pm and washed my clothes. He left again as soon as I finished washing and went inside. It will appear like he doesn't want to be around me. Last night none of them slept at home.
According Amara's call to me, he decided not to come home when she told him she couldn't come home last night cuz of her engagements. Oh well to what purpose? To whose benefit? If it’s his idea of giving me privacy, it’s an illusionary endeavour. My true privacy and space control will only return when they depart. I went to Igbo Efon, stayed with Doc for a while before coming back.

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Golf Muscle Cramp Saturday May 04 2013

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My body didn't want to wake up, it wanted some more sleep. Besides, it’s was a total wreck. The golf I played last Saturday has been playing my body especially my lower back. It aches like hell. I sit and stand slowly otherwise my scream will make the deaf hear and those who hear will go deaf. I have been rubbing a nerve ointment, its time I go to the hospital or pharmacy. I kept rolling on the bed, grimacing and wincing in pain.

Read: Awesome Golf Picnic At Lakowe Lakes: A Family Leisure And Bonding Time

I’m supposed to join the Road Warriors for our usual Saturday run. Nothing can stop me from running today, I haven't run in about a month. I ended up going very late. I was almost the last person to arrive unlike before. They were surprised to see me, my absence has really been felt. We ran. I didn't want to stress or stretch myself. I did something less than 10km instead of 15km. I felt so tired. My back is hurting me. I trekked almost 3km. I showered at Ugo's place slept a little and left.

Read: Most Essential Health Benefits Gained From Running Regular

Enque was writing a Haliburton job test at the Law School and we were supposed to meet today. She came after all, we spent some really nice time catching up. She looked very beautiful. She has a meeting some after my neighbourhood, she went for her meeting and I went home. I went straight to Onye Mama's place and ate garri and egusi mixed with oha soup. I went home showered again and slept some more.

Read: My Beauty Sleep Cruelly Denied Me

No one was at home when I got there. Ibe came in later, his entrance woke me. I drifted back to sleep in a matter of seconds. I woke finally around 5:00pm and washed my clothes. He left again as soon as I finished washing and went inside. It will appear like he doesn't want to be around me. Last night none of them slept at home.
According Amara's call to me, he decided not to come home when she told him she couldn't come home last night cuz of her engagements. Oh well to what purpose? To whose benefit? If it’s his idea of giving me privacy, it’s an illusionary endeavour. My true privacy and space control will only return when they depart. I went to Igbo Efon, stayed with Doc for a while before coming back.

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Thank God It’s Friday. Thank God I’m Favoured! God woke me up nicely after a very good night rest. I did my ritual and lazed on the bed for a while. I’m not particularly feeling work today but choice staying home, I do not have. I went to work late today. My boss was already there. He didn't say anything. I’m getting lazy keeping this diary, I need strength to continue. Let not the laziness of those that surround me rub off on me in Jesus name AMEN!!

He is yet to pay my salary in full. Meanwhile he has paid the driver in full. I accompanied my boss to the bank and back to Shoprite. He paid me at Shoprite.

I went to MTN office to lodge my annoying network problem. I can’t make call or send text occasionally even when I have large chunk of airtime on my phone. I ended up spending a very large chunk of my time at their office. I wasn't happy at all. I came with mindset of if they don't impress me I’m porting to Etisalat. The guy I met admitted they are aware of the fault and they working on it, this response doesn't mean jack to me. He took my sim card and ran a few checks and told me the problem has been logged if it happens again I should let them know. In it English means ''Dude I/we don’t have any solution to your problem, let’s hope miraculously it won't happen again.'' At least it’s better than the blond bimbo head chic I met the last time I went and she clearly has no clue of figuring nor fixing the problem.

I went to Shoprite got my food. My boss called me later that I should give him some the salary he just paid me. He doesn't want to waste time on another bank withdrawal process. He needs it for the weekend and he will pay me back on Monday. I told him I had only N10000 left, he said he will take it. Meanwhile I still had all the money on me. I went Zenith to pay a debt I owed Charles Okechi my brother and friend. It was part of the money I borrowed to pay my school fees. I went back to the office. I gave him the N10000. He wanted enough money for his weekend, apparently I don’t need money for my own weekend, smh. 

MTN Bad Network Friday May 03 2013

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Thank God It’s Friday. Thank God I’m Favoured! God woke me up nicely after a very good night rest. I did my ritual and lazed on the bed for a while. I’m not particularly feeling work today but choice staying home, I do not have. I went to work late today. My boss was already there. He didn't say anything. I’m getting lazy keeping this diary, I need strength to continue. Let not the laziness of those that surround me rub off on me in Jesus name AMEN!!

He is yet to pay my salary in full. Meanwhile he has paid the driver in full. I accompanied my boss to the bank and back to Shoprite. He paid me at Shoprite.

I went to MTN office to lodge my annoying network problem. I can’t make call or send text occasionally even when I have large chunk of airtime on my phone. I ended up spending a very large chunk of my time at their office. I wasn't happy at all. I came with mindset of if they don't impress me I’m porting to Etisalat. The guy I met admitted they are aware of the fault and they working on it, this response doesn't mean jack to me. He took my sim card and ran a few checks and told me the problem has been logged if it happens again I should let them know. In it English means ''Dude I/we don’t have any solution to your problem, let’s hope miraculously it won't happen again.'' At least it’s better than the blond bimbo head chic I met the last time I went and she clearly has no clue of figuring nor fixing the problem.

I went to Shoprite got my food. My boss called me later that I should give him some the salary he just paid me. He doesn't want to waste time on another bank withdrawal process. He needs it for the weekend and he will pay me back on Monday. I told him I had only N10000 left, he said he will take it. Meanwhile I still had all the money on me. I went Zenith to pay a debt I owed Charles Okechi my brother and friend. It was part of the money I borrowed to pay my school fees. I went back to the office. I gave him the N10000. He wanted enough money for his weekend, apparently I don’t need money for my own weekend, smh. 
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Work resumes today, holiday is over. I woke up with a special air of satisfaction, air of pure peace of mind. I like this. I read my open heavens prepared for work and left. Ibe and his wife were still sleeping or seem to be when I left. Got to work early and as of 10:23am my boss and Ifeanyi are yet to arrive. What could be the cause? Is it hangover from fun of yesterday? I highly doubt that lol. Chris and Yahya are here with me working. They finally made it. Everybody felt so energized today. Could it be what happens after a day of golf?

I reflected on the only reason I still keep these people, PITY. The only thin thread of pity I have for them is being threatened. I’m well aware that if for some reason the accommodations I share with them no longer exist, they will find an alternative. Either by latching or “leaching” onto the next volunteer or victim but still I have that pity on them hoping they move into their own place. But Ibe’s recent detrimental behaviour is ferociously and corrosively corroding the letter Y in the pity I have for them until all that will be left is his self-designed unending pit to fall into. Let no one confuse pity for powerlessness. It’s not as if I don’t know how to forcefully kick them out but I still hope they leave like they came. They are really forcing my hand. Am I too kind, gentle/soft or stupid?

Who knows how this will end?

Work Resumes Thursday May 02 2013

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Work resumes today, holiday is over. I woke up with a special air of satisfaction, air of pure peace of mind. I like this. I read my open heavens prepared for work and left. Ibe and his wife were still sleeping or seem to be when I left. Got to work early and as of 10:23am my boss and Ifeanyi are yet to arrive. What could be the cause? Is it hangover from fun of yesterday? I highly doubt that lol. Chris and Yahya are here with me working. They finally made it. Everybody felt so energized today. Could it be what happens after a day of golf?

I reflected on the only reason I still keep these people, PITY. The only thin thread of pity I have for them is being threatened. I’m well aware that if for some reason the accommodations I share with them no longer exist, they will find an alternative. Either by latching or “leaching” onto the next volunteer or victim but still I have that pity on them hoping they move into their own place. But Ibe’s recent detrimental behaviour is ferociously and corrosively corroding the letter Y in the pity I have for them until all that will be left is his self-designed unending pit to fall into. Let no one confuse pity for powerlessness. It’s not as if I don’t know how to forcefully kick them out but I still hope they leave like they came. They are really forcing my hand. Am I too kind, gentle/soft or stupid?

Who knows how this will end?
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Say hello to May 1st workers free day. The day I have been waiting for. It’s the day I will shock the golf world with my latent talent. I will intimidate Tiger Woods off the green. Yes it’s going to happen today. I woke up on time. Yesterday I bought a brand new polo shirt for the game. It might interest you to know that I don’t know jack about golf besides the snippet of news that oozes from Tiger Woods’ successes and failures on or off the green. I haven’t played the game before. I have only managed to touch a club and ball before. But today Im gonna be Tiger Scopium lol

It’s been raining since last night. Dear RAIN why are you falling today of all days? Nevertheless, I prepared for the big game and lay wait for the good old rain to stop. I was supposed to rendezvous in Ugo’s residence in Lekki by 6:30am, I couldn’t go because of the rain. I called Ifeanyi asking him to pick me up from my bus stop instead. That’s actually cost effective for me. I waited for them. He was coming of Emeka his cousin. They arrived after about twenty minutes. The golf course is located somewhere called Lakowe Lakes in Lakowe community further down the Lekki-Epe expressway. I've never been to Lakowe before, I only heard the name just didn't know how it was spelt.

The resort is in a serene environment. I like the ambiance of the area, totally peaceful and in tune with Mother Nature. If not for anything, I would love to just soak in the air, chill on the green without a care or worry in the world. Let me give Lakowe Lakes a free ad here lol.

I’ve never been to this area before. It’s very far from Lekki. Lakowe Lakes is a nicely built area, secluded serene security conscious environment. I mean this place is in touch with nature. All of us came fully dressed like PGA players. We had breakfast, a buffet. One guy came with two chics that riled the men up. It added feminine flavour the occasion. A lot of people signed up for the 9 holes, majority of them don’t know jack about golf. We decided to do the driving range first to get familiar with the game before hitting the green. While we were having our breakfast, Ugo was like no matter what happens on the course no one should laugh at each other.

During the driving range, people literally rolled on the floor. It was so hilarious. Most of us were just digging a huge pit beside the golf ball with the clubs in a pathetic attempt to hit the freaking ball. Man the guys foaming Tiger Woods all turned to miniature wooden tigers that can’t do shit lol. A lot of pictures were taken and the diluted adult rated jokes flowed freely. We spent quite some time on the driving range before we played the nine holes proper. It was such an amazing experience for me, I’m certain the rest of the crew felt the same way. Team C which was my team was the third to play. Team C was made up of Yahya, Ifeanyi and I.

I saved the team a few times and screwed up same way lol. It was fantastic fun. Team B had Ugo Mezue and one other guy I can’t remember his name now. Ugo was in the habit unintentionally of taking the flag with him to the next hole as if the flag is a price he has won. We kept reminding him to keep the flag, it was indeed funny. At the end of the 9 holes game, Team B came first, Team C second, Team A third and Team D last.

We went back to the club house had a few drinks. Some people left for a tour around place on a cart, the cart wasn’t enough to take us all at once. The rest of us that missed the first group ended up not going again cuz the rain started doing its thing. Then it was time to leave. We all thanked Kobby for his excellent organization of the trip. We will reimburse him later as he covered our expenses upfront. I would love to do this often.

As a matter of fact I’m buying complete set of golf clubs, balls, and the whole shebang. I went back in Ifeanyi’s just the way I came. I stopped at Lekki roundabout to get something from the office. I spent quite some time with Doc after I left the office before going home in the evening. Amara prepared okra soup, we ate garri and soup again after a long break.

Workers Free Day/PGA Golf Wednesday May 01 2013

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Say hello to May 1st workers free day. The day I have been waiting for. It’s the day I will shock the golf world with my latent talent. I will intimidate Tiger Woods off the green. Yes it’s going to happen today. I woke up on time. Yesterday I bought a brand new polo shirt for the game. It might interest you to know that I don’t know jack about golf besides the snippet of news that oozes from Tiger Woods’ successes and failures on or off the green. I haven’t played the game before. I have only managed to touch a club and ball before. But today Im gonna be Tiger Scopium lol

It’s been raining since last night. Dear RAIN why are you falling today of all days? Nevertheless, I prepared for the big game and lay wait for the good old rain to stop. I was supposed to rendezvous in Ugo’s residence in Lekki by 6:30am, I couldn’t go because of the rain. I called Ifeanyi asking him to pick me up from my bus stop instead. That’s actually cost effective for me. I waited for them. He was coming of Emeka his cousin. They arrived after about twenty minutes. The golf course is located somewhere called Lakowe Lakes in Lakowe community further down the Lekki-Epe expressway. I've never been to Lakowe before, I only heard the name just didn't know how it was spelt.

The resort is in a serene environment. I like the ambiance of the area, totally peaceful and in tune with Mother Nature. If not for anything, I would love to just soak in the air, chill on the green without a care or worry in the world. Let me give Lakowe Lakes a free ad here lol.

I’ve never been to this area before. It’s very far from Lekki. Lakowe Lakes is a nicely built area, secluded serene security conscious environment. I mean this place is in touch with nature. All of us came fully dressed like PGA players. We had breakfast, a buffet. One guy came with two chics that riled the men up. It added feminine flavour the occasion. A lot of people signed up for the 9 holes, majority of them don’t know jack about golf. We decided to do the driving range first to get familiar with the game before hitting the green. While we were having our breakfast, Ugo was like no matter what happens on the course no one should laugh at each other.

During the driving range, people literally rolled on the floor. It was so hilarious. Most of us were just digging a huge pit beside the golf ball with the clubs in a pathetic attempt to hit the freaking ball. Man the guys foaming Tiger Woods all turned to miniature wooden tigers that can’t do shit lol. A lot of pictures were taken and the diluted adult rated jokes flowed freely. We spent quite some time on the driving range before we played the nine holes proper. It was such an amazing experience for me, I’m certain the rest of the crew felt the same way. Team C which was my team was the third to play. Team C was made up of Yahya, Ifeanyi and I.

I saved the team a few times and screwed up same way lol. It was fantastic fun. Team B had Ugo Mezue and one other guy I can’t remember his name now. Ugo was in the habit unintentionally of taking the flag with him to the next hole as if the flag is a price he has won. We kept reminding him to keep the flag, it was indeed funny. At the end of the 9 holes game, Team B came first, Team C second, Team A third and Team D last.

We went back to the club house had a few drinks. Some people left for a tour around place on a cart, the cart wasn’t enough to take us all at once. The rest of us that missed the first group ended up not going again cuz the rain started doing its thing. Then it was time to leave. We all thanked Kobby for his excellent organization of the trip. We will reimburse him later as he covered our expenses upfront. I would love to do this often.

As a matter of fact I’m buying complete set of golf clubs, balls, and the whole shebang. I went back in Ifeanyi’s just the way I came. I stopped at Lekki roundabout to get something from the office. I spent quite some time with Doc after I left the office before going home in the evening. Amara prepared okra soup, we ate garri and soup again after a long break.
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Tuesday, 21 May 2013


I wanted to be early in office today so I woke up early. Read my open heaven and prayed. Showered and left for work. There was this nasty traffic that glued us to a spot. It was rather unusual this early in the morning, there must've some road infringement. Yep there was an accident. Slowly but sure we made it through the bottleneck.

The team that went to South Africa is back. I can’t say much about the business part of the trip but I’m damn sure that the pleasure part was so on point. Ugo bought food for everybody today. O boy no dulling here o. I ate double ration. But that was after everybody had eaten. Yahya did ajebo, he ate very little. He is the newest member of the Uhambo crew. He grew up in the north. Their family is famous for their cinema business in Nigeria. He left a few minutes after he ate....

Colleague Reunion Monday April 29 2013

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I wanted to be early in office today so I woke up early. Read my open heaven and prayed. Showered and left for work. There was this nasty traffic that glued us to a spot. It was rather unusual this early in the morning, there must've some road infringement. Yep there was an accident. Slowly but sure we made it through the bottleneck.

The team that went to South Africa is back. I can’t say much about the business part of the trip but I’m damn sure that the pleasure part was so on point. Ugo bought food for everybody today. O boy no dulling here o. I ate double ration. But that was after everybody had eaten. Yahya did ajebo, he ate very little. He is the newest member of the Uhambo crew. He grew up in the north. Their family is famous for their cinema business in Nigeria. He left a few minutes after he ate....
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My Nuisance In Church Neighbours Sunday April 28 2013
Sunday April 28 2013
The night sleep was highly refreshing, I almost over did it. Having a full eight hours sleep has its mental health benefits. I woke up around ten minutes to seven. Man how sleepy I still feel. I need more sleep lol. I hurried lazily out of bed. As I was about to shower I felt a bit pressed to take a dump. What?! At this time?! For me taking a dump is like yoga. If you know the benefits of yoga, that is benefits of me taking a dump. I take my sweet time to do the service. I don’t have time for this now. Let’s keep it safety deposit box, more like fixed deposit account till I get back from church! I prepared for church. Long story short, I went late by a minute I believe.

We had the class. I enjoyed the Open Heavens as was taken by a fellow trainee worker though she has been long in that sorta service. After that service commenced as usual. Praise and worship took place.

As the choir was ministering through one lovely song, my neighbour came in accompanied with his girlfriend and settled beside me. I never expected what happened. This guy and his girlfriend were total nuisance in the church especially to me. They kept talking and talking like they were lounging by the bar. It was a non-stop session of talking, snickering, laughing and they didn't bother to keep their voice down. When we stand up to pray, they'll be sitting down completely devoted to their disturbance and nuisance in church.

I always ask myself why do people like this who cause nothing but nuisance in church bother to come to church anyway. What do they come to accomplish since they are not interested in the service? Is it to show there face and fashion? It is so annoying. They were agents of the devil period. They came just to distract people but it won’t work on me. Father forgive them for they know not what they do. I''m sure they do know this time. After service I went home. This guy has really made a horrible impression, his new reputation that of an unapologetic nuisance in church.

Bored. Hungry. Alone. I drank garri. Back in church I had this yearning urge to drink garri with salt that possessed me. I haven’t drank garri in ages but that was my expensive staple back in secondary school days. The benefits of having garri back then was immeasurable but students always abused drinking of garri. I drank the garri and felt so deeply satisfied. I simply obeyed my urge. I don't know how nourishing it was, my innards can explain that better. I holed myself indoors. I used that opportunity to wash my bathroom, left to Ibe, the place can look like a sewer and he will be perfectly comfortable with it. Not that I expect him to wash it, that’s like a pig to neaten up like a cat. His has his strength in some other department. 

One of my neighbours Egana called me, she is very cheerful always smiling good-looking girl. Her smile is contagious, too contagious for a single Nigerian man like me lol. She came to spend some time with me. I’m glad she came. Again thats a nice temptation for a single Nigerian man like me. I was pleasantly surprised too. We spent quite some time, talked at length, we learnt so much about each other. She left sometime in the evening. As she left I got on autopilot went to Igbo Efon to see Caesar. A few minutes after I arrived at his place, his babe served us a delicious healthy meal. You'll think I timed it but it was just my luck. UC a mutual friend of ours came over too.

We talked and talked, no actually Caesar talked and talked and....but not like the nuisance in church fellow. Mehn this guy never gets tired of talking. I admire him cuz he reads wide so he makes incredible sense when he talks but I don't always agree with everything he says. My eyes started going numb slightly. I had to leave. I went home and hit the sack head on. I don't know when Ibe came in the night.

Why Do Some People Go To Church To Distrub?

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My Nuisance In Church Neighbours Sunday April 28 2013
Sunday April 28 2013
The night sleep was highly refreshing, I almost over did it. Having a full eight hours sleep has its mental health benefits. I woke up around ten minutes to seven. Man how sleepy I still feel. I need more sleep lol. I hurried lazily out of bed. As I was about to shower I felt a bit pressed to take a dump. What?! At this time?! For me taking a dump is like yoga. If you know the benefits of yoga, that is benefits of me taking a dump. I take my sweet time to do the service. I don’t have time for this now. Let’s keep it safety deposit box, more like fixed deposit account till I get back from church! I prepared for church. Long story short, I went late by a minute I believe.

We had the class. I enjoyed the Open Heavens as was taken by a fellow trainee worker though she has been long in that sorta service. After that service commenced as usual. Praise and worship took place.

As the choir was ministering through one lovely song, my neighbour came in accompanied with his girlfriend and settled beside me. I never expected what happened. This guy and his girlfriend were total nuisance in the church especially to me. They kept talking and talking like they were lounging by the bar. It was a non-stop session of talking, snickering, laughing and they didn't bother to keep their voice down. When we stand up to pray, they'll be sitting down completely devoted to their disturbance and nuisance in church.

I always ask myself why do people like this who cause nothing but nuisance in church bother to come to church anyway. What do they come to accomplish since they are not interested in the service? Is it to show there face and fashion? It is so annoying. They were agents of the devil period. They came just to distract people but it won’t work on me. Father forgive them for they know not what they do. I''m sure they do know this time. After service I went home. This guy has really made a horrible impression, his new reputation that of an unapologetic nuisance in church.

Bored. Hungry. Alone. I drank garri. Back in church I had this yearning urge to drink garri with salt that possessed me. I haven’t drank garri in ages but that was my expensive staple back in secondary school days. The benefits of having garri back then was immeasurable but students always abused drinking of garri. I drank the garri and felt so deeply satisfied. I simply obeyed my urge. I don't know how nourishing it was, my innards can explain that better. I holed myself indoors. I used that opportunity to wash my bathroom, left to Ibe, the place can look like a sewer and he will be perfectly comfortable with it. Not that I expect him to wash it, that’s like a pig to neaten up like a cat. His has his strength in some other department. 

One of my neighbours Egana called me, she is very cheerful always smiling good-looking girl. Her smile is contagious, too contagious for a single Nigerian man like me lol. She came to spend some time with me. I’m glad she came. Again thats a nice temptation for a single Nigerian man like me. I was pleasantly surprised too. We spent quite some time, talked at length, we learnt so much about each other. She left sometime in the evening. As she left I got on autopilot went to Igbo Efon to see Caesar. A few minutes after I arrived at his place, his babe served us a delicious healthy meal. You'll think I timed it but it was just my luck. UC a mutual friend of ours came over too.

We talked and talked, no actually Caesar talked and talked and....but not like the nuisance in church fellow. Mehn this guy never gets tired of talking. I admire him cuz he reads wide so he makes incredible sense when he talks but I don't always agree with everything he says. My eyes started going numb slightly. I had to leave. I went home and hit the sack head on. I don't know when Ibe came in the night.

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Class Speaker Saturday April 27 2013
Saturday April 27 2013
Today is the D-day I'm the class speaker to present the Open Heavens at our workers-in-training class. I got up prepared early. It will be bad if I get there late on a day like this. It is clear that the benefits of my increasing spirituality is visibly evident in my personal daily life. Finally the time came for me speak. I mounted the altar. This was my first time to speak or teach/preach from the altar, I let the class know that jokingly. At least history was made today. I was nervous, I also let the class know that. Then I took the class gracefully. Though I won’t give my performance perfect score based on how envisioned it, it didn’t quite go like that. I did well, I guess I set a high standard for myself. Next time I will surpass my expectation.

After the class we did a little sanitation activities against tomorrow's service. I came home a bit tired. I slept a little. Ibe cooked rice yesterday. Amara traveled so he is essentially a pure single Nigerian man now lol. I didn’t taste it yesterday. I ate some today. I rested up a bit then waged my long awaited war on the roaches. It was really intense. And it was very fruitful too. I have to do this every day for two straight weeks at least. A wall gecko was caught in the cross fire, that’s a bonus for me. Ibe came in just as I was about cleaning the menace of the roach carcass in the kitchen. After I was done cleaning, I went out.

I went to Igbo Efon to Doc's place. Caesar was there as well. So we hung out for a while. Austin came around and bought us beer. Well that’s nice of him. I didn't stay too long before heading back. I went home to prepare myself for church tomorrow. I ironed what I wanted to wear. I slept off while studying the topic against tomorrow's worker-in-training class.

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

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Class Speaker Saturday April 27 2013
Saturday April 27 2013
Today is the D-day I'm the class speaker to present the Open Heavens at our workers-in-training class. I got up prepared early. It will be bad if I get there late on a day like this. It is clear that the benefits of my increasing spirituality is visibly evident in my personal daily life. Finally the time came for me speak. I mounted the altar. This was my first time to speak or teach/preach from the altar, I let the class know that jokingly. At least history was made today. I was nervous, I also let the class know that. Then I took the class gracefully. Though I won’t give my performance perfect score based on how envisioned it, it didn’t quite go like that. I did well, I guess I set a high standard for myself. Next time I will surpass my expectation.

After the class we did a little sanitation activities against tomorrow's service. I came home a bit tired. I slept a little. Ibe cooked rice yesterday. Amara traveled so he is essentially a pure single Nigerian man now lol. I didn’t taste it yesterday. I ate some today. I rested up a bit then waged my long awaited war on the roaches. It was really intense. And it was very fruitful too. I have to do this every day for two straight weeks at least. A wall gecko was caught in the cross fire, that’s a bonus for me. Ibe came in just as I was about cleaning the menace of the roach carcass in the kitchen. After I was done cleaning, I went out.

I went to Igbo Efon to Doc's place. Caesar was there as well. So we hung out for a while. Austin came around and bought us beer. Well that’s nice of him. I didn't stay too long before heading back. I went home to prepare myself for church tomorrow. I ironed what I wanted to wear. I slept off while studying the topic against tomorrow's worker-in-training class.
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                                           Tallest Cake In Africa Standing Tall: Proud To Be Nigerian
Nigerians are the most ambitious, hardworking, zealous, etc people I've ever seen. In the midst of our numerous handicaps we still excel. A Nigerian cake maker TOSAN JEMIDE has made history for making the tallest cake in Africa. Jemide unveiled the unique cake design at Silverbird galleria in Victoria Island Lagos State, Nigeria.

The cake enters the Guinness book of World Records at a gigantic height of 28-feet from the ground. That is an awesome height. We Nigerians. We are good people, great nation. We are proud of you for making the tallest cake in Africa.

Tallest Cake In Africa Standing Tall: Proud To Be Nigerian
Somebody hand me a slice of the tallest cake jor!

Tallest Cake In Africa Standing Tall: Proud To Be Nigerian
Can you beat that?!!

Tallest Cake In Africa Standing Tall: Proud To Be Nigerian

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                                           Tallest Cake In Africa Standing Tall: Proud To Be Nigerian
Nigerians are the most ambitious, hardworking, zealous, etc people I've ever seen. In the midst of our numerous handicaps we still excel. A Nigerian cake maker TOSAN JEMIDE has made history for making the tallest cake in Africa. Jemide unveiled the unique cake design at Silverbird galleria in Victoria Island Lagos State, Nigeria.

The cake enters the Guinness book of World Records at a gigantic height of 28-feet from the ground. That is an awesome height. We Nigerians. We are good people, great nation. We are proud of you for making the tallest cake in Africa.

Tallest Cake In Africa Standing Tall: Proud To Be Nigerian
Somebody hand me a slice of the tallest cake jor!

Tallest Cake In Africa Standing Tall: Proud To Be Nigerian
Can you beat that?!!
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A Good Friend Rescued Me Friday April 26 2013
I’m not sure if I was ready for the day but the day was so ready for me. It rained last night. I didn't quite feel the effect in my melancholy mode/mood. At least I slept well. I needed to reconfigure my laptop to change a locked window user name. I don’t know how to go about it. So I planned to hijack Google all day till I get a solution. I did a little clean on my laptop first. I deleted some irrelevant files and also stumbled onto nude pix of someone I know. Seriously?!! Wonders shall never end! So this caliber of person takes nude photos and leaves it carelessly in somewhat public domain. I freed up some space on my hard drive. Ibe put a lot of heavy movies on the lappie I need to delete them. I never even watched any of them. They are really good at watching movies.

I left for work but first I went to PHCN office to make a payment. I trekked from my apartment to the PHCN office not like it’s that much of a distance. After paying I headed to the office. Internet? Check! Power? Check! Conducive environment? Check! Food? Ah uh no food today. So water? Check. I will go to the cash machine later. Accompanied by Google I started exploring relentlessly and voraciously every inch of web space with fine-tooth comb. The tons of information were expected though. Some were rubbish and some were rubies to me.

Finally I got a way around it. It's not 100% but I achieved the main objective, I can live with the other insignificant fix. I didn't have enough to copy back all the files I backed up but I can always do that any time. I was so engrossed in fixing this thing that I forgot to visit the atm machine. My transport fare is not complete though I can get home with amount. The closest atm, a Zenith bank atm was so crowded like it was faulty or something.

As I was leaving office I started a Whatsapp chat with a good friend of mine, Chioma my ex. I told her I was stranded and didn't have money to go home and she was like where are you? I’m like what? She is supposed to be in the east. It happened that she was in Lagos. She asked me to wait for her and she was coming from Obalende. I went to First bank atm and got some money out.

My long anticipatory wait for her initiated. She came after a long wait. It was good seeing her. An old friend ran into her at the bus stop. We boarded the same bus eventually. She paid for all three. As I was about get down at my bus stop she stylishly squeezed N1000 into my hand. I was grateful for that. I sent her a thank you whatsapp message. I went straight to Onye Mama's place to fill my tank. I went home showered and slept off in seconds.

A Good Friend Rescued Me Friday April 26 2013

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A Good Friend Rescued Me Friday April 26 2013
I’m not sure if I was ready for the day but the day was so ready for me. It rained last night. I didn't quite feel the effect in my melancholy mode/mood. At least I slept well. I needed to reconfigure my laptop to change a locked window user name. I don’t know how to go about it. So I planned to hijack Google all day till I get a solution. I did a little clean on my laptop first. I deleted some irrelevant files and also stumbled onto nude pix of someone I know. Seriously?!! Wonders shall never end! So this caliber of person takes nude photos and leaves it carelessly in somewhat public domain. I freed up some space on my hard drive. Ibe put a lot of heavy movies on the lappie I need to delete them. I never even watched any of them. They are really good at watching movies.

I left for work but first I went to PHCN office to make a payment. I trekked from my apartment to the PHCN office not like it’s that much of a distance. After paying I headed to the office. Internet? Check! Power? Check! Conducive environment? Check! Food? Ah uh no food today. So water? Check. I will go to the cash machine later. Accompanied by Google I started exploring relentlessly and voraciously every inch of web space with fine-tooth comb. The tons of information were expected though. Some were rubbish and some were rubies to me.

Finally I got a way around it. It's not 100% but I achieved the main objective, I can live with the other insignificant fix. I didn't have enough to copy back all the files I backed up but I can always do that any time. I was so engrossed in fixing this thing that I forgot to visit the atm machine. My transport fare is not complete though I can get home with amount. The closest atm, a Zenith bank atm was so crowded like it was faulty or something.

As I was leaving office I started a Whatsapp chat with a good friend of mine, Chioma my ex. I told her I was stranded and didn't have money to go home and she was like where are you? I’m like what? She is supposed to be in the east. It happened that she was in Lagos. She asked me to wait for her and she was coming from Obalende. I went to First bank atm and got some money out.

My long anticipatory wait for her initiated. She came after a long wait. It was good seeing her. An old friend ran into her at the bus stop. We boarded the same bus eventually. She paid for all three. As I was about get down at my bus stop she stylishly squeezed N1000 into my hand. I was grateful for that. I sent her a thank you whatsapp message. I went straight to Onye Mama's place to fill my tank. I went home showered and slept off in seconds.
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Monday, 20 May 2013


A call from Ugo woke me up. Accompanying the call was stomach wall disintegrating hunger. I didn't plan to go to work today but with the instruction he gave me all the way from South Africa over the phone, I have no choice but to reach the office. At least I still have the power to decide the time to get there. I will do some clean up at home before leaving for office. I stayed in the house gamed on my phone, worked a little on my laptop and did no house cleaning whatsoever. I’m hungry. Yeah I read my open heavens did a little preparation for my worker-in-training class on Saturday, I will be teaching from the open heavens.

I left for office around 12:40pm. I branched at Spar to grab a meal. I’m broke. My rent is still giving me deep concerns. I prayed and wished and is still praying and wishing for a miracle of getting another apartment so I can have peace of mind. I went to the bank to pay for the PHCN bill which I will later use to complete the KYC form as requested by Swift ISP. PHCN link was down so I couldn’t pay. I went back to the office, ate my meal hungrily like an uncivilized primate. I checked my emails. I posted a few materials on my blog. I will go to PHCN office tomorrow.

I did some research on the web regarding the site I wanted create and I saw a deluge of similar site with one created as far back as 1998. I got discouraged to continue the pursuit of the idea. Chris came later in the evening. I wanted to go early today but Onayimi called me bringing to my notice a bug on my blog when viewed on mobile. I had to rectify the problem. By the time I’m through it was like closing normal office hours. I went home.

I hung out with Caesar and Doc for a while. Doc just returned from the East. He attended his younger sister's wedding. I went home to an empty room. Ibe was away. Then I noticed the electric fan was broken at the neck. If it were a human, that's paralysis from neck down. It was really annoying. Brethren you don’t have the faintest earthly nor celestial clue as to how it made me feel. These people disaster/calamity personified. They are reckless in using appliances. Very disorganized they scatter the room at any moment. Very unhygienic, their filth-friendly attitude brought a disgusting roach infestation that I've been struggling to eradicate. What more can I say. These greatly deeply painfully irritate/disgust me to every cell in my body. 

Did I mention that I’m broke? How do I fix all these mess and madness I see every second? I’m just playing some music to calm my shattered mood. Lord take this cup away from me. The yoke is too heavy laden. He came much later in the night. I was half awake/asleep. He explained how it happened, it didn't make any difference. If you did the right thing it wouldn’t happened. He said the mattress fail when he walked past it, he barely touched it. That’s why he normally stands the mattress on the corner of the room. He said with unfounded air of conviction that that keeping the mattress to his preferred corner was the smartest solution to putting it away with the undertone of was I that stupid not to know. I gave it him straight.

I told him first of all the mattress should be on the bed. Left to me alone I will put it back on the bed the minute I wake up in the morning, I don’t need to stand on the wall whatever the corner. It’s because he or they are always asleep when I wake that I rest it against the wall. So the best to when they wake is to put it back on the bed where it belongs not shifting it to your preferred side of the wall. If it’s on the bed it won’t fall and damage the fan. Sometimes when I get home the mattress will still be on the wall which I find distasteful. Most people are work in progress, these

When the kids were around, they will just let the kids convert it to play ground while still resting halfway on the wall. Sometimes it will fall and hit the kids. I hate seeing such destructive sight. I will tell this people over and over and over again, my bed or the bed is not a freaking playground, don’t let them play like that on the bed. Even when I put the mattress myself on the bed in the morning by the time I come back from work they’ve brought it down or lean it against the wall. These supposed full-fledged adults will literally convert the mattress to a foot mat. GOD! I need God's open heavens of goodness in it's fullness in my life right now.

Open Heavens Tuesday April 23 2013

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A call from Ugo woke me up. Accompanying the call was stomach wall disintegrating hunger. I didn't plan to go to work today but with the instruction he gave me all the way from South Africa over the phone, I have no choice but to reach the office. At least I still have the power to decide the time to get there. I will do some clean up at home before leaving for office. I stayed in the house gamed on my phone, worked a little on my laptop and did no house cleaning whatsoever. I’m hungry. Yeah I read my open heavens did a little preparation for my worker-in-training class on Saturday, I will be teaching from the open heavens.

I left for office around 12:40pm. I branched at Spar to grab a meal. I’m broke. My rent is still giving me deep concerns. I prayed and wished and is still praying and wishing for a miracle of getting another apartment so I can have peace of mind. I went to the bank to pay for the PHCN bill which I will later use to complete the KYC form as requested by Swift ISP. PHCN link was down so I couldn’t pay. I went back to the office, ate my meal hungrily like an uncivilized primate. I checked my emails. I posted a few materials on my blog. I will go to PHCN office tomorrow.

I did some research on the web regarding the site I wanted create and I saw a deluge of similar site with one created as far back as 1998. I got discouraged to continue the pursuit of the idea. Chris came later in the evening. I wanted to go early today but Onayimi called me bringing to my notice a bug on my blog when viewed on mobile. I had to rectify the problem. By the time I’m through it was like closing normal office hours. I went home.

I hung out with Caesar and Doc for a while. Doc just returned from the East. He attended his younger sister's wedding. I went home to an empty room. Ibe was away. Then I noticed the electric fan was broken at the neck. If it were a human, that's paralysis from neck down. It was really annoying. Brethren you don’t have the faintest earthly nor celestial clue as to how it made me feel. These people disaster/calamity personified. They are reckless in using appliances. Very disorganized they scatter the room at any moment. Very unhygienic, their filth-friendly attitude brought a disgusting roach infestation that I've been struggling to eradicate. What more can I say. These greatly deeply painfully irritate/disgust me to every cell in my body. 

Did I mention that I’m broke? How do I fix all these mess and madness I see every second? I’m just playing some music to calm my shattered mood. Lord take this cup away from me. The yoke is too heavy laden. He came much later in the night. I was half awake/asleep. He explained how it happened, it didn't make any difference. If you did the right thing it wouldn’t happened. He said the mattress fail when he walked past it, he barely touched it. That’s why he normally stands the mattress on the corner of the room. He said with unfounded air of conviction that that keeping the mattress to his preferred corner was the smartest solution to putting it away with the undertone of was I that stupid not to know. I gave it him straight.

I told him first of all the mattress should be on the bed. Left to me alone I will put it back on the bed the minute I wake up in the morning, I don’t need to stand on the wall whatever the corner. It’s because he or they are always asleep when I wake that I rest it against the wall. So the best to when they wake is to put it back on the bed where it belongs not shifting it to your preferred side of the wall. If it’s on the bed it won’t fall and damage the fan. Sometimes when I get home the mattress will still be on the wall which I find distasteful. Most people are work in progress, these

When the kids were around, they will just let the kids convert it to play ground while still resting halfway on the wall. Sometimes it will fall and hit the kids. I hate seeing such destructive sight. I will tell this people over and over and over again, my bed or the bed is not a freaking playground, don’t let them play like that on the bed. Even when I put the mattress myself on the bed in the morning by the time I come back from work they’ve brought it down or lean it against the wall. These supposed full-fledged adults will literally convert the mattress to a foot mat. GOD! I need God's open heavens of goodness in it's fullness in my life right now.
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I sleep very well these days since my boss is out of town. I go to work late cuz there isn't much to do in the office. But I work more on my blog. I was all alone in the office today. Chris didn't show up. I ditched the corporate dressing for the moment. I worry alot. My mind heavy with all the weighty issues on my shoulders. Lord I need your divine intervention. Smile on my face, frown on my heart. Still I gotta live one day at a time. Sometimes these thoughts get too much and on such occasion I run to my music to comfort me. The day wasn’t so eventful after all. I went home early. I repeat I rally need the lord's divine intervention.

A Lonely Monday April 22 2013

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I sleep very well these days since my boss is out of town. I go to work late cuz there isn't much to do in the office. But I work more on my blog. I was all alone in the office today. Chris didn't show up. I ditched the corporate dressing for the moment. I worry alot. My mind heavy with all the weighty issues on my shoulders. Lord I need your divine intervention. Smile on my face, frown on my heart. Still I gotta live one day at a time. Sometimes these thoughts get too much and on such occasion I run to my music to comfort me. The day wasn’t so eventful after all. I went home early. I repeat I rally need the lord's divine intervention.
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Thank God Im Favoured. Thank God Its Friday. Fridays seems to energize people in more ways than one especially if you don’t work on Saturday or if you have plans for Friday night.

Lazy Friday April 19 2013

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Thank God Im Favoured. Thank God Its Friday. Fridays seems to energize people in more ways than one especially if you don’t work on Saturday or if you have plans for Friday night.
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Wednesday, 15 May 2013

EIF Revlon Run/Walk for Women: Omotola Jalade Ekeinde Joins Hollywood Celebrities For Fundraiser In LAEIF Revlon Run/Walk for Women: Omotola Jalade Ekeinde Joins Hollywood Celebrities For Fundraiser In LA
Can you spot Omo Sexy in the group picture? Of course you can. Nollywood actress Omotola joined other Hollywood celebrities at the Annual Entertainmen Industry Foundation (EIF)/Revlon Run/Walk for Women at the Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum at Exposition Park in Los Angeles on Saturday May 11th.

The EIF Revlon Run/Walk for Women is one of America’s largest fundraising events. Money raised is used for cancer research, treatment, counseling and outreach programs. Cancer is a major cause for concern for every health conscious man or woman in this day and age.

Pictured from left: Julie Bowen, Omotola, Andy Garcia, Lilly Tartikoff, Halle Berry and Julia Goldin.

EIF Revlon Run/Walk for Women: Omotola Jalade Ekeinde Joins Hollywood Celebrities For Fundraising In LA

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EIF Revlon Run/Walk for Women: Omotola Jalade Ekeinde Joins Hollywood Celebrities For Fundraiser In LAEIF Revlon Run/Walk for Women: Omotola Jalade Ekeinde Joins Hollywood Celebrities For Fundraiser In LA
Can you spot Omo Sexy in the group picture? Of course you can. Nollywood actress Omotola joined other Hollywood celebrities at the Annual Entertainmen Industry Foundation (EIF)/Revlon Run/Walk for Women at the Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum at Exposition Park in Los Angeles on Saturday May 11th.

The EIF Revlon Run/Walk for Women is one of America’s largest fundraising events. Money raised is used for cancer research, treatment, counseling and outreach programs. Cancer is a major cause for concern for every health conscious man or woman in this day and age.

Pictured from left: Julie Bowen, Omotola, Andy Garcia, Lilly Tartikoff, Halle Berry and Julia Goldin.
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Wool And Prince Shirt That Needs No Washing Even After 100 Days Of Continuous Us
That is incredible stuff. No wash shirt for all those lazy brothers that find
it very torturous to wash their shirts lol. Sometimes I belong to that group
lol naaah Im just kidding. I know a thorough-bred lazy dude who is a perfect
and permanent life time member of this club.

A New York City start-up Wool & Prince is peddling a men's button-down
wool shirt that the company says never needs washing and won't smell,
even after 100 days of continuous use, including after a sweaty 5-mile run.

Cutting-edge clothiers Wool & Prince says it has put the wool used in this
'no wash' shirt (still in the prototype phase) through a special process that
makes it soft to the touch, resistant to wrinkles and odour-repellent.

Wool & Prince's no wash shirt doesnt smell? But that means people will
be walking around with dirty shirts which might cause skin diseases

Wool And Prince Shirt That Needs No Washing Even After 100 Days Of Continuous Us

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Wool And Prince Shirt That Needs No Washing Even After 100 Days Of Continuous Us
That is incredible stuff. No wash shirt for all those lazy brothers that find
it very torturous to wash their shirts lol. Sometimes I belong to that group
lol naaah Im just kidding. I know a thorough-bred lazy dude who is a perfect
and permanent life time member of this club.

A New York City start-up Wool & Prince is peddling a men's button-down
wool shirt that the company says never needs washing and won't smell,
even after 100 days of continuous use, including after a sweaty 5-mile run.

Cutting-edge clothiers Wool & Prince says it has put the wool used in this
'no wash' shirt (still in the prototype phase) through a special process that
makes it soft to the touch, resistant to wrinkles and odour-repellent.

Wool & Prince's no wash shirt doesnt smell? But that means people will
be walking around with dirty shirts which might cause skin diseases
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Tuesday, 14 May 2013


I got up early but almost went to church late. I wanted to quickly do a few things on the internet and before you know it I got carried away. Im sure you know and understand how easily one can get lost on the vast infinite ''Webland'' called internet.

I just rushed everything on the double and went to church glad I made it on time. I volunteered to teach from the Open Heavens in the next worker-in-training class. The Sunday began seamlessly. The choir did a number that shook the entire exceptionally. We sang the song over and over again. Service was wonderful. There was a youth meeting after service but boy I didn't wait for that. Im pressed and hungry. Not like Im going to eat when I get home cuz my fast ends by 3:00pm today, a full 7 days fast. I went home.

I stayed indoors and worked on my lappie. There was this idea I had of a unique kind of social network site, I started working on what it will look like yesterday. I’ve not decided on the name yet but I have something in mind. I want to create something that will boast of more users than Facebook. Im not a web designer I was doing a PowerPoint to make the idea more picturesque, understandable and sellable to a potential investor or a web designer.

How time flies when you are having fun or busy at work. It was way past 3:00pm when I only ate a piece of chicken from the stew. I ate proper meal around 4:00pm. Before that I did a little clean up in the kitchen. The filth-friendly lifestyle of Ibe and his wife has brought a terrible cockroach infestation. I’m still unable to eradicate the menace. I remained indoors for the rest of the day. I looked at the Open Heavens for next week, yes its me going to take the Open Heavens.

Sunday April 21 2013

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I got up early but almost went to church late. I wanted to quickly do a few things on the internet and before you know it I got carried away. Im sure you know and understand how easily one can get lost on the vast infinite ''Webland'' called internet.

I just rushed everything on the double and went to church glad I made it on time. I volunteered to teach from the Open Heavens in the next worker-in-training class. The Sunday began seamlessly. The choir did a number that shook the entire exceptionally. We sang the song over and over again. Service was wonderful. There was a youth meeting after service but boy I didn't wait for that. Im pressed and hungry. Not like Im going to eat when I get home cuz my fast ends by 3:00pm today, a full 7 days fast. I went home.

I stayed indoors and worked on my lappie. There was this idea I had of a unique kind of social network site, I started working on what it will look like yesterday. I’ve not decided on the name yet but I have something in mind. I want to create something that will boast of more users than Facebook. Im not a web designer I was doing a PowerPoint to make the idea more picturesque, understandable and sellable to a potential investor or a web designer.

How time flies when you are having fun or busy at work. It was way past 3:00pm when I only ate a piece of chicken from the stew. I ate proper meal around 4:00pm. Before that I did a little clean up in the kitchen. The filth-friendly lifestyle of Ibe and his wife has brought a terrible cockroach infestation. I’m still unable to eradicate the menace. I remained indoors for the rest of the day. I looked at the Open Heavens for next week, yes its me going to take the Open Heavens.
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Thank God for another day. I slept late last night, not so late actually. But the sleep was so sweet I didnt wake up early, probably because today is Saturday. No work today. Amara is travelling today, her lateness habit is at full power this morning. From the depths of my heart I find it deeply grossly annoying. Her case is past praying for. This is what Igbos call ''o biri na aja ocha''. It literally means it ends with the white sand, white sand representing grave. The phrase simply means whatever the person is referring to is ''INCURABLE!'' She can never change. God forbid I get used to that lifestyle.

The people she was supposed to go with have been waiting for her and she is yet to take her bath. She took her eventually and is running back and forth to dress up. I went into the bathroom just as I was about leave the room. She thought I was gone and almost went semi-nude trying to dress up. I vacated the room for two reasons, first its irritating seeing her go through her routine lateness last minute more haste less speed approach to preparing for an appointment. Second, to give her privacy. Primary reason is the first.

I have to be at the church 8:00am this morning for sanitation activities against service tomorrow. I just waited for her commotion to be over and the air of her commotion to clear out before I took my bath and headed to the church. She was supposed to cook stew but she didnt, so Ibe told me about it as I was leaving. The sanitation didnt hold, it had already been done yesterday. Boy am glad to hear it? I went to Caesar's place. His boss called him to come inspect a job in the office,  I went with him. It didnt take long like he assured me. We proceeded to their church for a youth meeting. The youth meeting was supposed to start by 10:00am. We got around 9:49am and no one was around he decided to go home get some breakfast and come back. I’m still fasting.

I went home with him for breakfast was some sort of torture. We got home he prepared corned flakes for two, apparently he forgot I was fasting. I politely reminded him. After breakfast we went back to the church Victory Inheritance Mission for the meeting. It was anything out of the ordinary. After the youth meeting light refreshments and food followed. I had to parcel my food to the car. Times was few minutes past one, my fast ends by 3:00pm. Caesar had an engagement to MC a couples’ event in church later in the evening, he was anxious to leave and get prepared for that event. He asked me to accompany him to Lagos mainland to buy an outfit for the event, what do I have to lose? Off we go.

At Ikate roundabout we saw an accident that just happened, one person was still struggling to crawl out of the bus. We stopped and rushed over to help. It wasnt a fatal accident but almost everybody had one minor injury or the other except one guy. He had a really nasty deep cut on his left shin. We tried to make everybody fill a bit comfortable in their pain. We left as an ambulance approached. The ambulance passed the scene of the accident and parked a little distance away. Now we dont know if the ambulance came for the accident victims or was it going somewhere else?

At Lekki roundabout there was much traffic, at this point we turned back. Cuz there's no way we can make it back on time for the event with such traffic. He bought a pair of trousers and a shirt at Igbo Efon instead. He called one tailor who’s really good at amending clothes who had been elusive to me for quite some time now to amend the new wears he bought. I took that opportunity and rushed home, packed all the clothes that I need to amend. It is still not 3:00pm so my stomach bites. The tailor did a fairly neat job for a tailor of his nature. I went home and finally ate. It felt really good. I stayed indoors throughout the rest of the day.

Ibe wasn’t around. When he came back in the night, he cooked the stew.

Youth Meeting Saturday April 20 2013

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Thank God for another day. I slept late last night, not so late actually. But the sleep was so sweet I didnt wake up early, probably because today is Saturday. No work today. Amara is travelling today, her lateness habit is at full power this morning. From the depths of my heart I find it deeply grossly annoying. Her case is past praying for. This is what Igbos call ''o biri na aja ocha''. It literally means it ends with the white sand, white sand representing grave. The phrase simply means whatever the person is referring to is ''INCURABLE!'' She can never change. God forbid I get used to that lifestyle.

The people she was supposed to go with have been waiting for her and she is yet to take her bath. She took her eventually and is running back and forth to dress up. I went into the bathroom just as I was about leave the room. She thought I was gone and almost went semi-nude trying to dress up. I vacated the room for two reasons, first its irritating seeing her go through her routine lateness last minute more haste less speed approach to preparing for an appointment. Second, to give her privacy. Primary reason is the first.

I have to be at the church 8:00am this morning for sanitation activities against service tomorrow. I just waited for her commotion to be over and the air of her commotion to clear out before I took my bath and headed to the church. She was supposed to cook stew but she didnt, so Ibe told me about it as I was leaving. The sanitation didnt hold, it had already been done yesterday. Boy am glad to hear it? I went to Caesar's place. His boss called him to come inspect a job in the office,  I went with him. It didnt take long like he assured me. We proceeded to their church for a youth meeting. The youth meeting was supposed to start by 10:00am. We got around 9:49am and no one was around he decided to go home get some breakfast and come back. I’m still fasting.

I went home with him for breakfast was some sort of torture. We got home he prepared corned flakes for two, apparently he forgot I was fasting. I politely reminded him. After breakfast we went back to the church Victory Inheritance Mission for the meeting. It was anything out of the ordinary. After the youth meeting light refreshments and food followed. I had to parcel my food to the car. Times was few minutes past one, my fast ends by 3:00pm. Caesar had an engagement to MC a couples’ event in church later in the evening, he was anxious to leave and get prepared for that event. He asked me to accompany him to Lagos mainland to buy an outfit for the event, what do I have to lose? Off we go.

At Ikate roundabout we saw an accident that just happened, one person was still struggling to crawl out of the bus. We stopped and rushed over to help. It wasnt a fatal accident but almost everybody had one minor injury or the other except one guy. He had a really nasty deep cut on his left shin. We tried to make everybody fill a bit comfortable in their pain. We left as an ambulance approached. The ambulance passed the scene of the accident and parked a little distance away. Now we dont know if the ambulance came for the accident victims or was it going somewhere else?

At Lekki roundabout there was much traffic, at this point we turned back. Cuz there's no way we can make it back on time for the event with such traffic. He bought a pair of trousers and a shirt at Igbo Efon instead. He called one tailor who’s really good at amending clothes who had been elusive to me for quite some time now to amend the new wears he bought. I took that opportunity and rushed home, packed all the clothes that I need to amend. It is still not 3:00pm so my stomach bites. The tailor did a fairly neat job for a tailor of his nature. I went home and finally ate. It felt really good. I stayed indoors throughout the rest of the day.

Ibe wasn’t around. When he came back in the night, he cooked the stew.

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Shoprite Security Lapse Thursday April 18 2013
Another day another dollar. Every time I wake I go first praise the lord. I rolled from edge to edge on my bed for a while before mustering the strength to get up and out. I prepared for work. My boss and Ifeanyi leaves for South Africa today, leaving me behind. I got to work, it looked as if they had already been raptured to SA. I came late but no sign of any of them. Ifeanyi came later. His visa was still not ready, providing a slim ugly chance of him not going to vuvuzela land. He didn’t really trust MD can pull it off since his visa isn’t ready yet. It’s a 50-50 situation. He says either way it goes, it’s good for him but I know that’s just a consolatory talk. He is dying to meet South Africa. In the meantime, we just gisted. We talked about any and everything mostly secondary and university juvenile lifestyles and experiences.

Around twelve, we left the office. He dropped me off at the bank and went home. I deposited some money, no queue whatsoever. I branched at Shoprite to get ma meal. Chris called me to let me know he has food in the house in case I wanna eat. Oh well I had grabbed my food at Shoprite though I haven’t paid yet. One amazing security lapse thing happened. As I was taking Chris' call I wandered leisurely out of Shoprite with the food in my hand. I moved a few distance safely away from the doors of Shoprite then my eye caught my hand. I was like why didn’t I put the food in a nylon bag then it dawned on me that I didn’t pay. I reversed immediately back to the shop. Nobody noticed what happened I believe. What happened to their security? If I were that kinda person I woulda been long gone.

I went back to the office. MD came to the office around 12:00 noon. He is gearing up for the trip. Ifeanyi's visa is still not ready, he may miss the trip. Just when hope seems to be lost, it was found again. The visa finally got approved at the dying minute. With that they left for the airport leaving me and Chris in the office. I went home early, why wouldn’t I? Caesar wasn’t back from work yet, Doc travelled so I went home straight.

Ibe and Amara weren’t at home. No food in the house, not that I gave money for food. I lay down reading on my phone. Amara came in around 10:00pm, she called Ibe with my phone to know his whereabouts. Ibe came in much later in the night drunk reeking nauseatingly of alcohol. He prepared noodles by himself, ate and went straight to bed in that stench without bathing. Yep, another chapter in the story of my life, episode things that my eyes see. I browsed a little on my lappie cuz I went home with the office internet modem before bowing gracefully to slumberland throne.

Shoprite Security Lapse Thursday April 18 2013

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Shoprite Security Lapse Thursday April 18 2013
Another day another dollar. Every time I wake I go first praise the lord. I rolled from edge to edge on my bed for a while before mustering the strength to get up and out. I prepared for work. My boss and Ifeanyi leaves for South Africa today, leaving me behind. I got to work, it looked as if they had already been raptured to SA. I came late but no sign of any of them. Ifeanyi came later. His visa was still not ready, providing a slim ugly chance of him not going to vuvuzela land. He didn’t really trust MD can pull it off since his visa isn’t ready yet. It’s a 50-50 situation. He says either way it goes, it’s good for him but I know that’s just a consolatory talk. He is dying to meet South Africa. In the meantime, we just gisted. We talked about any and everything mostly secondary and university juvenile lifestyles and experiences.

Around twelve, we left the office. He dropped me off at the bank and went home. I deposited some money, no queue whatsoever. I branched at Shoprite to get ma meal. Chris called me to let me know he has food in the house in case I wanna eat. Oh well I had grabbed my food at Shoprite though I haven’t paid yet. One amazing security lapse thing happened. As I was taking Chris' call I wandered leisurely out of Shoprite with the food in my hand. I moved a few distance safely away from the doors of Shoprite then my eye caught my hand. I was like why didn’t I put the food in a nylon bag then it dawned on me that I didn’t pay. I reversed immediately back to the shop. Nobody noticed what happened I believe. What happened to their security? If I were that kinda person I woulda been long gone.

I went back to the office. MD came to the office around 12:00 noon. He is gearing up for the trip. Ifeanyi's visa is still not ready, he may miss the trip. Just when hope seems to be lost, it was found again. The visa finally got approved at the dying minute. With that they left for the airport leaving me and Chris in the office. I went home early, why wouldn’t I? Caesar wasn’t back from work yet, Doc travelled so I went home straight.

Ibe and Amara weren’t at home. No food in the house, not that I gave money for food. I lay down reading on my phone. Amara came in around 10:00pm, she called Ibe with my phone to know his whereabouts. Ibe came in much later in the night drunk reeking nauseatingly of alcohol. He prepared noodles by himself, ate and went straight to bed in that stench without bathing. Yep, another chapter in the story of my life, episode things that my eyes see. I browsed a little on my lappie cuz I went home with the office internet modem before bowing gracefully to slumberland throne.
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Monday, 13 May 2013

Relationship: 20 Romantic Ways To Say I Love You
Experts in marriage and relationship agree on the importance of always communicating love to our partners often and in a variety of forms.
"I love you." It's vital these three important words be conveyed regularly and often to keep a relationship healthy and strong. 
Relationship: 20 Romantic Ways To Say I Love You
Throughout the almost 30 years of their marriage, Jim and Carrie Gordon — authors ofThe Intimate Couple and The Romantic Couple websites — have given and received hundreds of love letters and romantic cards to and from each other. Carrie asserts that Jim is a true romantic and has a keen ability to include romantic phrases in the love letters and greeting cards he gives to her. His use of romantic expressions clearly communicates "I love you" to Carrie!
Recently, Carrie sifted through her growing collection of cards and love letters from Jim to compile a list of loving words, romantic phrases and expressions of passion. We're including her partial list here as a cheat sheet for guys to use!
Refer to this handy list of romantic sayings the next time you're looking for a special phrase to personalize a purchased greeting card, add variety to a love letter or email, include in a text, write on a bathroom mirror or use in a note tucked inside a book.
1. You, sweetheart, are my one and only.
2. You take my breath away.
3. Lovingly yours.
4. With you, forever won't be too long.
5. To the world's best wife!
6. When I see you, I think "Good job, God!"
7. You are the love of my life!
8. It's awesome to spend my life with you!
9. Love you, sweetheart!
10. I treasure you.
11. I adore you.
12. Sweetheart, you stir my soul!
13. I'm head over heels for you.
14. I cherish you.
15. You turn me on!
16. Life is incomplete without you.
17. To the one I love:
18. We were made for each other!
19. You're my soulmate and the love of my life. 
20. You're one hot babe!

Relationship: 20 Romantic Ways To Say I Love You

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Relationship: 20 Romantic Ways To Say I Love You
Experts in marriage and relationship agree on the importance of always communicating love to our partners often and in a variety of forms.
"I love you." It's vital these three important words be conveyed regularly and often to keep a relationship healthy and strong. 
Relationship: 20 Romantic Ways To Say I Love You
Throughout the almost 30 years of their marriage, Jim and Carrie Gordon — authors ofThe Intimate Couple and The Romantic Couple websites — have given and received hundreds of love letters and romantic cards to and from each other. Carrie asserts that Jim is a true romantic and has a keen ability to include romantic phrases in the love letters and greeting cards he gives to her. His use of romantic expressions clearly communicates "I love you" to Carrie!
Recently, Carrie sifted through her growing collection of cards and love letters from Jim to compile a list of loving words, romantic phrases and expressions of passion. We're including her partial list here as a cheat sheet for guys to use!
Refer to this handy list of romantic sayings the next time you're looking for a special phrase to personalize a purchased greeting card, add variety to a love letter or email, include in a text, write on a bathroom mirror or use in a note tucked inside a book.
1. You, sweetheart, are my one and only.
2. You take my breath away.
3. Lovingly yours.
4. With you, forever won't be too long.
5. To the world's best wife!
6. When I see you, I think "Good job, God!"
7. You are the love of my life!
8. It's awesome to spend my life with you!
9. Love you, sweetheart!
10. I treasure you.
11. I adore you.
12. Sweetheart, you stir my soul!
13. I'm head over heels for you.
14. I cherish you.
15. You turn me on!
16. Life is incomplete without you.
17. To the one I love:
18. We were made for each other!
19. You're my soulmate and the love of my life. 
20. You're one hot babe!
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Charity Wednesday April 17 2013

Slowly but surely the year is ticking by. I woke 30 minutes ahead of my alarm. Now I wake my alarm and not the other way round. I go to work early these days too. As I was dressing up to leave, Ibe offered me fruits. I ate apple and carrot before leaving. There was a bit of traffic, it has become a recurring decimal in the morning unlike before. It was when I got to that I realized how easily I fell into the temptation of eating the apple and carrot in the middle of my fast. It never crossed my mind at all in the morning. Oh damn! How could I have forgotten?

This is what Igbos call ''Ihe oma na-asa afo'' meaning a good deed that purges the stomach literally. I prayed I should make such mistake again. The South Africa trip is for tomorrow so we were putting finishing touches to their plan. A plan that left me out. I prepared a few letters, scanned a few documents, worked on my blog, etc. I spent some time trying to think. I did think but I’m not getting any vibes yet. I don’t even know which particular dimension to channel the thought. Our office is located in an office complex housing other offices.

Earlier when I went to Mr. Tunji's office for a particular document, I noticed one woman carrying a baby along the passage. I didn’t think anything about the sight. I lost track of the time that passed before I saw her again. This time I was coming into the compound and she was leaving. She approached me and asked for N1000. All I had in my pocket was N1000. First I was like this woman has some nerve to ask me for N1000 commonly like she was asking for N10. Oh well judging how good I look and dress, N1000 should be nothing for me right. I probably own one of the cars littering the compound. At that moment that was my all but I had a very strong faith that God will provide.

I paid attention to her because I have seen her before. I don’t know what her mission was though. If it were those boys/girls, men/women that hang on the roadside begging as a full time profession, I wouldn’t have looked at her. Those crooked professional beggars make hard for you to know who is really stranded and needs help. Because of that, I always ignore those roadside beggars that keep begging for money to complete their transportation fare. I gave her N500 cuz the money was two N500 notes. I could've given less if it were in lower denomination.

Later around 3:30pm Ugo gave me cheque for N19000 to cover the money aero took from me during the booking that went wrong. Instantly I remembered the N500 I gave away. Going spiritual now, this could be my reward for giving out N500 lol. Call it good karma. It was late to cash the cheque today so it triumphantly entered my to-do list chart for tomorrow at the numero uno spot. 

Charity Wednesday April 17 2013

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Charity Wednesday April 17 2013

Slowly but surely the year is ticking by. I woke 30 minutes ahead of my alarm. Now I wake my alarm and not the other way round. I go to work early these days too. As I was dressing up to leave, Ibe offered me fruits. I ate apple and carrot before leaving. There was a bit of traffic, it has become a recurring decimal in the morning unlike before. It was when I got to that I realized how easily I fell into the temptation of eating the apple and carrot in the middle of my fast. It never crossed my mind at all in the morning. Oh damn! How could I have forgotten?

This is what Igbos call ''Ihe oma na-asa afo'' meaning a good deed that purges the stomach literally. I prayed I should make such mistake again. The South Africa trip is for tomorrow so we were putting finishing touches to their plan. A plan that left me out. I prepared a few letters, scanned a few documents, worked on my blog, etc. I spent some time trying to think. I did think but I’m not getting any vibes yet. I don’t even know which particular dimension to channel the thought. Our office is located in an office complex housing other offices.

Earlier when I went to Mr. Tunji's office for a particular document, I noticed one woman carrying a baby along the passage. I didn’t think anything about the sight. I lost track of the time that passed before I saw her again. This time I was coming into the compound and she was leaving. She approached me and asked for N1000. All I had in my pocket was N1000. First I was like this woman has some nerve to ask me for N1000 commonly like she was asking for N10. Oh well judging how good I look and dress, N1000 should be nothing for me right. I probably own one of the cars littering the compound. At that moment that was my all but I had a very strong faith that God will provide.

I paid attention to her because I have seen her before. I don’t know what her mission was though. If it were those boys/girls, men/women that hang on the roadside begging as a full time profession, I wouldn’t have looked at her. Those crooked professional beggars make hard for you to know who is really stranded and needs help. Because of that, I always ignore those roadside beggars that keep begging for money to complete their transportation fare. I gave her N500 cuz the money was two N500 notes. I could've given less if it were in lower denomination.

Later around 3:30pm Ugo gave me cheque for N19000 to cover the money aero took from me during the booking that went wrong. Instantly I remembered the N500 I gave away. Going spiritual now, this could be my reward for giving out N500 lol. Call it good karma. It was late to cash the cheque today so it triumphantly entered my to-do list chart for tomorrow at the numero uno spot. 
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