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Wednesday 13 March 2013

Woke up. Read my devotional book. Prayed to my almighty God. I went to work late. The persistent cough and catarrh puts me through a slow start in the morning. My brother Ugo called me earlier and was like when you come to the office you will go to a proper hospital. By the I got to the office he was like you sound better. So the idea of going to a hospital went extinct like dinosaurs. We carried on with the day's work. 

Later he and Chris talked about Chris' financial situation. He advised him to be 'creative' in coming up ideas to get short finances to sustain him till his deals go through. Chris is into security consulting. He relocated from the States to Nigeria. His car he's shipping in from US will hit ports on 28th of this month and there's no money to clear it yet. Ugo then used the opportunity to talk to me about my UNILAG issue. I told him Im banking on a waiver besides that I dont know where the money will come. He said ''you will bear the pain for your mistake'' I understand that. Sometimes it seems like the pain is greater than the mistake. Not like it was a deliberate act. Yes I blame myself for the mistake. Don't blame me also for the poor educational system in Nigeria. You all went abroad to study, you dont know what its like in a typical Nigerian university of nowadays. He said I should plead, beg, roll on the floor, cry that I dont have money so they can waive the course like they used to do. If that dint work I should arrange an instalmental payment plan with them in which I pay half my salary until the extra fees is paid off.

Of course there is provision for instalmental payments but its more stringent. I can barely survive with full salary now let alone when I have to slash it in half. My rent is around the corner and its more than double of the fees. Mehn it sucks to be me right now. No! Its bucks to be me right now. I gotta get a solution to this somehow. I always do. God always gives me a way out, I just havent seen it yet

I drank too much hot water cuz of the cold. I even bought another drug called Flucoday which I'm taking every four hours. My friend Hitman sent another request text message. This time he needs transport fare to Ogun State for NIMS interview or was it aptitude test, I cant even remember anymore. The timing couldn't have been more wrong and annoying. Dude Im in need of money too!

I branched at Doctor's place on my way home. Let me tell you a little about this doctor. He is a special kinda doctor. He dint go to school to learn his profession. He laid so many innocent lives to rest during the course of his self-trained process. Unlike other doctors he doesnt save human or animal lives rather he saves the life of phones. He is doctor of phones. He fixes phones and some other electronics. That's his initial business but now he sells almost anything. His shop is next to Blessing's shop. Blessing is Ceaser's girlfriend or fiancee. Doctor's shop is my usual port of call when coming home from work either for business or pleasure. He is married with four kids but you can barely tell. I went to collect the phone I paid him to change the case the previous day. Luckily he came through. The phone really looks brand new!

Dear Diary: Thursday 21-02-2013

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Woke up. Read my devotional book. Prayed to my almighty God. I went to work late. The persistent cough and catarrh puts me through a slow start in the morning. My brother Ugo called me earlier and was like when you come to the office you will go to a proper hospital. By the I got to the office he was like you sound better. So the idea of going to a hospital went extinct like dinosaurs. We carried on with the day's work. 

Later he and Chris talked about Chris' financial situation. He advised him to be 'creative' in coming up ideas to get short finances to sustain him till his deals go through. Chris is into security consulting. He relocated from the States to Nigeria. His car he's shipping in from US will hit ports on 28th of this month and there's no money to clear it yet. Ugo then used the opportunity to talk to me about my UNILAG issue. I told him Im banking on a waiver besides that I dont know where the money will come. He said ''you will bear the pain for your mistake'' I understand that. Sometimes it seems like the pain is greater than the mistake. Not like it was a deliberate act. Yes I blame myself for the mistake. Don't blame me also for the poor educational system in Nigeria. You all went abroad to study, you dont know what its like in a typical Nigerian university of nowadays. He said I should plead, beg, roll on the floor, cry that I dont have money so they can waive the course like they used to do. If that dint work I should arrange an instalmental payment plan with them in which I pay half my salary until the extra fees is paid off.

Of course there is provision for instalmental payments but its more stringent. I can barely survive with full salary now let alone when I have to slash it in half. My rent is around the corner and its more than double of the fees. Mehn it sucks to be me right now. No! Its bucks to be me right now. I gotta get a solution to this somehow. I always do. God always gives me a way out, I just havent seen it yet

I drank too much hot water cuz of the cold. I even bought another drug called Flucoday which I'm taking every four hours. My friend Hitman sent another request text message. This time he needs transport fare to Ogun State for NIMS interview or was it aptitude test, I cant even remember anymore. The timing couldn't have been more wrong and annoying. Dude Im in need of money too!

I branched at Doctor's place on my way home. Let me tell you a little about this doctor. He is a special kinda doctor. He dint go to school to learn his profession. He laid so many innocent lives to rest during the course of his self-trained process. Unlike other doctors he doesnt save human or animal lives rather he saves the life of phones. He is doctor of phones. He fixes phones and some other electronics. That's his initial business but now he sells almost anything. His shop is next to Blessing's shop. Blessing is Ceaser's girlfriend or fiancee. Doctor's shop is my usual port of call when coming home from work either for business or pleasure. He is married with four kids but you can barely tell. I went to collect the phone I paid him to change the case the previous day. Luckily he came through. The phone really looks brand new!

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Friday 22 February 2013

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Read: Charity Wednesday April 17 2013

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


Dear Diary: Tuesday 12-02-2013

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Read: Charity Wednesday April 17 2013

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


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