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Friday, 5 July 2013

My Freedom Of Press Threatened By An Informant
Monday June 17 2013
It's another Command the Morning Prayer session at church. By God's grace I attended. Truth be told I enjoyed this session more than the last Monday. It was so powerfully delivered by Bro. Johnson. All the song really moved/ministered to me. I felt connected. The rain drizzled a little bit the pave way for the sunshine. I washed my curtains and went to work.

Just before getting to the office my boss called me and then let it rip What is this blog I hear you set up and you talking about everyone in the family, grandma, business, etc. When you get to the office we discuss. I was like what just happened? In that little time before I got to the office I pondered on the meaning and implication of this. What could I have said that is getting bad press? I'm like Kanye West on this, bad press or good press, any press is an okay press. So who is actually reading my blog? Immediately I got to the office the blog brouhaha took center stage. I knew immediately who his informant was. It’s a piece of cake for an IT aware person to know who the snitch was. I'm guessing he has some sort of spider crawling the web for any mention of his website. I mentioned his website yesterday and his trouble started the next day. It's no coincidence.

I never said anything extraordinary. I didn't say anything slanderous. Last time I checked I'm entitled to my opinion. My boss was dead concerned about it based on how upset the guy was. He went through the post and it was not as bad as the guy painted it to him but he warned me sternly not to publish anything sensitive. Initially in his fit of rage he said I should take the blog down. In my mind I was like No Way! All I have to do is remove whatever statement responsible for the tension. If this guy was Gen. Sani Abacha or Idi Amin, I wonder what fate await me.

Later he was like, I noticed you like IT stuff, why not blog about IT which will add value and probably make you money instead of my personal diary which nobody gives a sh*t about. He's got a point. I do have an IT blog but the challenges of keeping it updated is very challenging. It takes a lot man hours, internet time, etc to research some topics. I removed what I said about the informant and his site link from my blog. Freedom of speech or press suffered a painful defeat on my blog. That closed that chapter.

I did some office work. Ifeanyi breezed in towards the evening. He asked to help him promote a Facebook page. I almost did it. Then at the corner of my "google-conscience" eye, I saw a mean ugly looking spirit of Google AdSense TOC clutching a hammer the weight of Mt. Everest when placed on a scale waiting to slam down on me mercilessly like they always do should I post something promoting a betting site. I took a moment of silence to reflect on my next option of action left to me. I told Ify dude I can't do this, the implication is heavy.

On a final note, 

My Freedom Of Press Threatened By An Informant

Nwabu King  |  at   10:36 pm  |  No comments

My Freedom Of Press Threatened By An Informant
Monday June 17 2013
It's another Command the Morning Prayer session at church. By God's grace I attended. Truth be told I enjoyed this session more than the last Monday. It was so powerfully delivered by Bro. Johnson. All the song really moved/ministered to me. I felt connected. The rain drizzled a little bit the pave way for the sunshine. I washed my curtains and went to work.

Just before getting to the office my boss called me and then let it rip What is this blog I hear you set up and you talking about everyone in the family, grandma, business, etc. When you get to the office we discuss. I was like what just happened? In that little time before I got to the office I pondered on the meaning and implication of this. What could I have said that is getting bad press? I'm like Kanye West on this, bad press or good press, any press is an okay press. So who is actually reading my blog? Immediately I got to the office the blog brouhaha took center stage. I knew immediately who his informant was. It’s a piece of cake for an IT aware person to know who the snitch was. I'm guessing he has some sort of spider crawling the web for any mention of his website. I mentioned his website yesterday and his trouble started the next day. It's no coincidence.

I never said anything extraordinary. I didn't say anything slanderous. Last time I checked I'm entitled to my opinion. My boss was dead concerned about it based on how upset the guy was. He went through the post and it was not as bad as the guy painted it to him but he warned me sternly not to publish anything sensitive. Initially in his fit of rage he said I should take the blog down. In my mind I was like No Way! All I have to do is remove whatever statement responsible for the tension. If this guy was Gen. Sani Abacha or Idi Amin, I wonder what fate await me.

Later he was like, I noticed you like IT stuff, why not blog about IT which will add value and probably make you money instead of my personal diary which nobody gives a sh*t about. He's got a point. I do have an IT blog but the challenges of keeping it updated is very challenging. It takes a lot man hours, internet time, etc to research some topics. I removed what I said about the informant and his site link from my blog. Freedom of speech or press suffered a painful defeat on my blog. That closed that chapter.

I did some office work. Ifeanyi breezed in towards the evening. He asked to help him promote a Facebook page. I almost did it. Then at the corner of my "google-conscience" eye, I saw a mean ugly looking spirit of Google AdSense TOC clutching a hammer the weight of Mt. Everest when placed on a scale waiting to slam down on me mercilessly like they always do should I post something promoting a betting site. I took a moment of silence to reflect on my next option of action left to me. I told Ify dude I can't do this, the implication is heavy.

On a final note, 

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Tuesday, 18 June 2013


Monday June 10 2013
Monday Morning, I landed my 5:00am alarm a technical knock and continued my sleep. That move might've been influenced by the fact that I won't go to work today. My eyes opened again around 5:35am then I remembered a new church program introduced during yesterday service. It's called 'Command The Morning.' It's a one hour morning prayers session from 6:00am to 7:00am. I decided to give it a trial since I’m not rushing to work this morning. Even if I was going to work I can still make it. I went and it was worth it. I didn't do my personal morning prayers again. As soon as I marched inside, PHCN restored power.

I instantly ceremoniously buried myself in my laptop. Yeah I'm working from home. I browsed the internet corner to corner looking for blog tips. First I searched for a nice seo enabled 3-column cute blogger template/theme for my blog. I didn't see any. The place was cluttered with 2 column seo templates. I just love 3-column. I even googled the merit and demerit of each type of template. Not much difference. I just love the look of 3-column and it's good for ads. I found some other tips about seo. Mehn there's so much to learn about blogging. My blogging approach is still that of an expert novice. I'm torn between full commitment and other handicaps like internet subscription, power supply, time, etc. I'm also in the dilemma of defining my niche and suitable keywords.

I explored the web in depth with an incredible rapt attention that defies ordinary understanding till around 3:28pm. Holy Smokes! The banks will soon close. That was when I remembered I needed to withdraw the double wire transfer Victory sent me via Skye Bank. I have two money transfer cash I'm yet to collect. On the triple I hurried out of the house. Luckily a Skye Bank is close by. Still I have to go through two different modes of transportation to get there. The bike weren't forthcoming. I was so restless. The lord finally sent me a bike, we sailed through the flooded road to the main express. The buses took their time which I don't have before pulling up at the bus stop. I kept checking the time every few seconds.

Yaaay! I made it to the bank by 3:43pm. This is my second time of coming to this particular branch of Skye Bank for bank transaction. I picked up two money transfer forms for my purpose. Skye Bank calls it Flitcash A snag appeared as I filled out the forms. I don’t remember Victory’s address! My phone won’t browse for me to get the info from my email. The bank won’t overlook that detail since I don’t have an account with them. In my flustered state it never occurred to me to call Victory for his address. Luckily one of the bank staff suggested it. I called it went straight to voicemail, great! I left him a short voice message. I asked if the wire transfer expires after a certain time but they didn’t provide any useful answer. I must withdraw this cash today no matter what!

My God wasn’t on vacation, He never is. Victory called me back and gave me the address, guess what. It was different from the address I wanted to get from my email! I collected the wire transfer in the end. I stopped at Ojomu for beverages. I went home, I went on to inform Victory that I’ve collected the money, I went nowhere else for the day. 

Worked From Home, Cashed Wire Transfer From The Bank

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Monday June 10 2013
Monday Morning, I landed my 5:00am alarm a technical knock and continued my sleep. That move might've been influenced by the fact that I won't go to work today. My eyes opened again around 5:35am then I remembered a new church program introduced during yesterday service. It's called 'Command The Morning.' It's a one hour morning prayers session from 6:00am to 7:00am. I decided to give it a trial since I’m not rushing to work this morning. Even if I was going to work I can still make it. I went and it was worth it. I didn't do my personal morning prayers again. As soon as I marched inside, PHCN restored power.

I instantly ceremoniously buried myself in my laptop. Yeah I'm working from home. I browsed the internet corner to corner looking for blog tips. First I searched for a nice seo enabled 3-column cute blogger template/theme for my blog. I didn't see any. The place was cluttered with 2 column seo templates. I just love 3-column. I even googled the merit and demerit of each type of template. Not much difference. I just love the look of 3-column and it's good for ads. I found some other tips about seo. Mehn there's so much to learn about blogging. My blogging approach is still that of an expert novice. I'm torn between full commitment and other handicaps like internet subscription, power supply, time, etc. I'm also in the dilemma of defining my niche and suitable keywords.

I explored the web in depth with an incredible rapt attention that defies ordinary understanding till around 3:28pm. Holy Smokes! The banks will soon close. That was when I remembered I needed to withdraw the double wire transfer Victory sent me via Skye Bank. I have two money transfer cash I'm yet to collect. On the triple I hurried out of the house. Luckily a Skye Bank is close by. Still I have to go through two different modes of transportation to get there. The bike weren't forthcoming. I was so restless. The lord finally sent me a bike, we sailed through the flooded road to the main express. The buses took their time which I don't have before pulling up at the bus stop. I kept checking the time every few seconds.

Yaaay! I made it to the bank by 3:43pm. This is my second time of coming to this particular branch of Skye Bank for bank transaction. I picked up two money transfer forms for my purpose. Skye Bank calls it Flitcash A snag appeared as I filled out the forms. I don’t remember Victory’s address! My phone won’t browse for me to get the info from my email. The bank won’t overlook that detail since I don’t have an account with them. In my flustered state it never occurred to me to call Victory for his address. Luckily one of the bank staff suggested it. I called it went straight to voicemail, great! I left him a short voice message. I asked if the wire transfer expires after a certain time but they didn’t provide any useful answer. I must withdraw this cash today no matter what!

My God wasn’t on vacation, He never is. Victory called me back and gave me the address, guess what. It was different from the address I wanted to get from my email! I collected the wire transfer in the end. I stopped at Ojomu for beverages. I went home, I went on to inform Victory that I’ve collected the money, I went nowhere else for the day. 
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Thursday, 13 June 2013

If I Had A Car, This Rain Wouldn't Have Drenched Me!
Monday June 03 2013
Sleep wouldn't let me learn last night, I retaliated by waking early around 4:00am. I didn't let it pin me down on the bed. I soaked some clothes around 4:30am. I did a couple things on the laptop, a few changes here and there to my write-up. Truth is, if you read it a thousand times, you are likely to see a thousand things to modify. I need to keep this up, I mean to keep writing and modifying. At around 6:00am I washed the clothes I soaked. I warmed the remaining rice in the microwave.

I read my Open Heavens and prayed. Now my spiritual preparation for today’s hustle is complete. I got ready for work and left. MD was already in the office. I uploaded a lot of post on my blog today. I would’ve brought it up to date except for some vital missing pictures. Elsie told me in the morning that she was going to disturb me with text messages today and asked if I was up for it. With my game face on I said GAME ON. Apparently she wasn’t kidding. My phone buzzed and kept buzzing nonstop. Our text messages kept flying back and forth like a car windscreen wiper during a heavy rain.

Here comes the bank runs. Today is payday. I did all the necessary outside of office tasks. I couldn’t get to Ikoyi Police Station for Victory’s report. I can’t help it. I didn’t get the chance to do it. Back at the office I booked some tickets, one from Owerri to Lagos for Ugo’s mother, the other from Lagos to Abuja for Ugo. I spent the rest of the day looking for certain agricultural statistics on Nigeria. We are still not efficient and meticulous with data storage. It’s difficult to get access to this detailed sort of data that I’m looking for especially online. I easily see such data for other countries. Let’s call it a day here guys.

If I Had A Car, This Rain Wouldn't Have Drenched Me!
Thats not me lol. Just love the picture
Just as I stepped out the office the heavens started watering the earth. What did I do to deserve this? I got drenched. I got drenched. I prefer the cold weather to the hot one anyway. The only problem is the flood and how wet and irritating the environment gets every time it rains. I didn’t make any stopovers, I just went straight home. I was pissed, pissed that the sky peed on me.

If wishes were horses, a beggar would ride. I wish I had an umbrella with me, I wouldn’t have been drenched. You wouldn’t catch me in such wishing terrain. Here’s a sample of what I would say; If Only I Had A CAR, I Wouldn’t Have Been Drenched Today! My pastor would say; “Don’t Ask God For Biscuit, Ask For The Biscuit Factory” He is more than able to give us what we ask for be bold and ask for something tangible knowing fully well you are not going to misuse it. I really need a car right now. I like RANGE ROVER SPORT by the way. Toyota Tundra ain’t bad either lol.

If I Had A Car, This Rain Wouldn't Have Drenched Me!
Luckily this didn't happen to me though LOL! Poor girl. If I were the driver of that car, I wouldn't have done that either.

If I Had A Car, This Rain Wouldn't Have Drenched Me!

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If I Had A Car, This Rain Wouldn't Have Drenched Me!
Monday June 03 2013
Sleep wouldn't let me learn last night, I retaliated by waking early around 4:00am. I didn't let it pin me down on the bed. I soaked some clothes around 4:30am. I did a couple things on the laptop, a few changes here and there to my write-up. Truth is, if you read it a thousand times, you are likely to see a thousand things to modify. I need to keep this up, I mean to keep writing and modifying. At around 6:00am I washed the clothes I soaked. I warmed the remaining rice in the microwave.

I read my Open Heavens and prayed. Now my spiritual preparation for today’s hustle is complete. I got ready for work and left. MD was already in the office. I uploaded a lot of post on my blog today. I would’ve brought it up to date except for some vital missing pictures. Elsie told me in the morning that she was going to disturb me with text messages today and asked if I was up for it. With my game face on I said GAME ON. Apparently she wasn’t kidding. My phone buzzed and kept buzzing nonstop. Our text messages kept flying back and forth like a car windscreen wiper during a heavy rain.

Here comes the bank runs. Today is payday. I did all the necessary outside of office tasks. I couldn’t get to Ikoyi Police Station for Victory’s report. I can’t help it. I didn’t get the chance to do it. Back at the office I booked some tickets, one from Owerri to Lagos for Ugo’s mother, the other from Lagos to Abuja for Ugo. I spent the rest of the day looking for certain agricultural statistics on Nigeria. We are still not efficient and meticulous with data storage. It’s difficult to get access to this detailed sort of data that I’m looking for especially online. I easily see such data for other countries. Let’s call it a day here guys.

If I Had A Car, This Rain Wouldn't Have Drenched Me!
Thats not me lol. Just love the picture
Just as I stepped out the office the heavens started watering the earth. What did I do to deserve this? I got drenched. I got drenched. I prefer the cold weather to the hot one anyway. The only problem is the flood and how wet and irritating the environment gets every time it rains. I didn’t make any stopovers, I just went straight home. I was pissed, pissed that the sky peed on me.

If wishes were horses, a beggar would ride. I wish I had an umbrella with me, I wouldn’t have been drenched. You wouldn’t catch me in such wishing terrain. Here’s a sample of what I would say; If Only I Had A CAR, I Wouldn’t Have Been Drenched Today! My pastor would say; “Don’t Ask God For Biscuit, Ask For The Biscuit Factory” He is more than able to give us what we ask for be bold and ask for something tangible knowing fully well you are not going to misuse it. I really need a car right now. I like RANGE ROVER SPORT by the way. Toyota Tundra ain’t bad either lol.

If I Had A Car, This Rain Wouldn't Have Drenched Me!
Luckily this didn't happen to me though LOL! Poor girl. If I were the driver of that car, I wouldn't have done that either.
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Monday, 3 June 2013

A Million Bucks Look Monday May 27 2013
Today is World Children’s Day. Thank God for today. I performed my morning ritual. I put up a Facebook update saying;

Today Is Children's Day, I Thank God For All The Children In The World. May God Continue To Protect Them From Evil, Give Them Good Health And Long Life, Feed Them, Nurture Them Into Great People, Etc. And May God Give Children To The Barren In Jesus Name!!!

I put up more nostalgic updates remembering the cartoons I watched back then as a kid. Cartoons like Superted, Voltron, Danger Mouse, Tom & Jerry, etc. I asked my friends to add theirs. Enque named so many that I forgot or didn’t watch. I got to office on time even though I was the last person to come. Ugo came first followed by Ifeanyi then me. But we all came before 9:00 am. Ugo was like for coming to work early, he will buy us all breakfast from Four Point Hotel. That sounded very exciting.

First he wrote me a cheque to cash to cover the expense and other miscellaneous. One thing led to another and he ended up not buying me breakfast but bought for Ifeanyi. Yeah he does that a lot. We dropped him and Ifeanyi at Four Point Hotel and made our way through the light traffic to America International School to take care of a minor payment for Marizu his kid. From there we proceeded to the house to sort another thing out with the wife. That was how I and the driver did our own breakfast. We picked them and went back to the office. We did another round of task outside the office. After that it was serious office work.

Once again Ugo left me out again in the scheme of things. This time it was the Uhambo team. We were preparing a preparing a presentation for investors about Uhambo and what we or Uhambo does. At the end of the presentation is the Uhambo Team listed. His reasoning was that since we have the same surname, that it will brew suspicion in the minds of the potential investors that this company is a family affair. So it’s better I work from the shadows. I didn’t bother trying to argue with him, for now you can have your way.

Did I forget to tell you I was looking like a million bucks today? And the colour was carefully and classically chosen by me. I’m no fashionista but I am so guilty if you accuse of being one today. I and Myself are really envious of people whose attention and eyes have gotten glued to Me. I wore a dark greenish brown check shirt, it has two exotic shades of the colour, excellently fitted like a bespoke shirt. A green Khaki Chinos trouser, signifying greener pasture, going green for Mother Nature, I got a lot green in my pocket and could make one go green with envy, brown belt and shoes, the coordination impeccable, the tire is in-between dark carton colour and a tinge of green, a notorious attention grabber but still blends smoothly like a chameleon and I wrapped it up nicely with a velvet black two button jacket with 007 awesome aura and confidence oozing out.

As I stepped into the office, the WOW effect was visibly overwhelming that Ifeanyi couldn't suppress the exclamation that forced its way out of his mouth seeking expression. Ugo had no choice but to succumb to the paralyzing effect of my classiness too. LOL. Yeah I looked good like that. He blurted out his excitement without reservation then asked me wittily ''Are you looking for a raise?'' I know during orgasm people say some crazy shit out of pressurized pleasure and satisfaction whirling through their system. I can understand where that question came from lol.

Chris came around in the evening in his usual casual sportswear and shorts. He only wears suit or any corporate wear when he has a business meeting. A few minutes later we were done for the day. I left Ugo with Chris as they were deeply engrossed in the discussion. As I got to Lekki roundabout, my spirit ministered to me to check on Caesar’s whereabouts. He said he was at Lekki roundabout, what do you know! I told him that’s where I am too. He picked me up, it beats a dozen times the hassle of public transport. It’s good to pay attention to your instincts, they are never wrong we just read them wrong.

We went to Spar cuz he wanted to pick a few things. I picked a hotdog. After the brief shopping we went straight home. On our way home he told me some personal relationship issues that really find annoying. Everybody got some form of demon or the other they face in their life. Some battle can only be fought by the person directly involved. I wish him luck. This is crucial decision point in life.

As I reached my door I could tell someone has been inside. I got in and saw some more telltale signs. Then I saw a small portion of soup in one of the pots. Garri was already made. I had already zeroed my mind on the chiki-chiki noodle with Frankfurt hot dog I was going to eat this night. I saw a note on the table addressed to me telling me to warm the soup if I don’t wanna eat it. I ate it, warmed the hotdog since there was no light and went to bed.

A Million Bucks Look Monday May 27 2013

Nwabu King  |  at   4:52 pm  |  No comments

A Million Bucks Look Monday May 27 2013
Today is World Children’s Day. Thank God for today. I performed my morning ritual. I put up a Facebook update saying;

Today Is Children's Day, I Thank God For All The Children In The World. May God Continue To Protect Them From Evil, Give Them Good Health And Long Life, Feed Them, Nurture Them Into Great People, Etc. And May God Give Children To The Barren In Jesus Name!!!

I put up more nostalgic updates remembering the cartoons I watched back then as a kid. Cartoons like Superted, Voltron, Danger Mouse, Tom & Jerry, etc. I asked my friends to add theirs. Enque named so many that I forgot or didn’t watch. I got to office on time even though I was the last person to come. Ugo came first followed by Ifeanyi then me. But we all came before 9:00 am. Ugo was like for coming to work early, he will buy us all breakfast from Four Point Hotel. That sounded very exciting.

First he wrote me a cheque to cash to cover the expense and other miscellaneous. One thing led to another and he ended up not buying me breakfast but bought for Ifeanyi. Yeah he does that a lot. We dropped him and Ifeanyi at Four Point Hotel and made our way through the light traffic to America International School to take care of a minor payment for Marizu his kid. From there we proceeded to the house to sort another thing out with the wife. That was how I and the driver did our own breakfast. We picked them and went back to the office. We did another round of task outside the office. After that it was serious office work.

Once again Ugo left me out again in the scheme of things. This time it was the Uhambo team. We were preparing a preparing a presentation for investors about Uhambo and what we or Uhambo does. At the end of the presentation is the Uhambo Team listed. His reasoning was that since we have the same surname, that it will brew suspicion in the minds of the potential investors that this company is a family affair. So it’s better I work from the shadows. I didn’t bother trying to argue with him, for now you can have your way.

Did I forget to tell you I was looking like a million bucks today? And the colour was carefully and classically chosen by me. I’m no fashionista but I am so guilty if you accuse of being one today. I and Myself are really envious of people whose attention and eyes have gotten glued to Me. I wore a dark greenish brown check shirt, it has two exotic shades of the colour, excellently fitted like a bespoke shirt. A green Khaki Chinos trouser, signifying greener pasture, going green for Mother Nature, I got a lot green in my pocket and could make one go green with envy, brown belt and shoes, the coordination impeccable, the tire is in-between dark carton colour and a tinge of green, a notorious attention grabber but still blends smoothly like a chameleon and I wrapped it up nicely with a velvet black two button jacket with 007 awesome aura and confidence oozing out.

As I stepped into the office, the WOW effect was visibly overwhelming that Ifeanyi couldn't suppress the exclamation that forced its way out of his mouth seeking expression. Ugo had no choice but to succumb to the paralyzing effect of my classiness too. LOL. Yeah I looked good like that. He blurted out his excitement without reservation then asked me wittily ''Are you looking for a raise?'' I know during orgasm people say some crazy shit out of pressurized pleasure and satisfaction whirling through their system. I can understand where that question came from lol.

Chris came around in the evening in his usual casual sportswear and shorts. He only wears suit or any corporate wear when he has a business meeting. A few minutes later we were done for the day. I left Ugo with Chris as they were deeply engrossed in the discussion. As I got to Lekki roundabout, my spirit ministered to me to check on Caesar’s whereabouts. He said he was at Lekki roundabout, what do you know! I told him that’s where I am too. He picked me up, it beats a dozen times the hassle of public transport. It’s good to pay attention to your instincts, they are never wrong we just read them wrong.

We went to Spar cuz he wanted to pick a few things. I picked a hotdog. After the brief shopping we went straight home. On our way home he told me some personal relationship issues that really find annoying. Everybody got some form of demon or the other they face in their life. Some battle can only be fought by the person directly involved. I wish him luck. This is crucial decision point in life.

As I reached my door I could tell someone has been inside. I got in and saw some more telltale signs. Then I saw a small portion of soup in one of the pots. Garri was already made. I had already zeroed my mind on the chiki-chiki noodle with Frankfurt hot dog I was going to eat this night. I saw a note on the table addressed to me telling me to warm the soup if I don’t wanna eat it. I ate it, warmed the hotdog since there was no light and went to bed.

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I actually slept alone in the house. I’m home alone and I’m loving it. My “roomies” didn’t come back last night. Who knows where they are. Today is my younger brother’s birthday yaaay!! I sent him a very lovely xpressive text wishing him well and showing my love for him. He replied with similar content. My eyes were better today but let’s see if it can buy me a day off.

I sent my boss a text about my eye also requesting for my money. He replied that I should come to his house to collect the money, pay PHCN bill for him and go home. I see the catch. He can forget it then. Meanwhile I cleaned the living room windows. By 10:43am I’m still at home and the couple occupying my space is nowhere to be found. Following the direction of my stomach, I went to Spar Park n Shop to grab breakfast. I checked the pharmacy for eye drop brands, I will probably buy later. I bought the food and left. I was the first to get to work.

First of all I took my time to eat my breakfast. I enjoyed it. Let me say it again I enjoyed it. My digestive system had barely started digesting what I ate when my boss accompanied by Yahya waltzed in. They went to the same Spar Park n Shop to buy food. Glad we didn't bump into each other, not that it mattered anyway. He even brought food from home and still went out for food. He offered me some food. In my mind I was like, “I’m sorry there's no vacancy, we are currently not recruiting any food at the moment.” I don't think my digestive tract will forgive me if I had tried to force down any morsel of food. I kept the food for later.

Ifeanyi didn't come at all, his folks were in town so he was taking care of them. Today was just touring Victoria Island and Lekki phase 1 with errands. Cash this cheque pay that bill, print this document deliver that message. Thank God I did it with the driver otherwise it would not have been funny. It sure took a lot of time to get all these tasks done. I did complete all anyway.


My boss worked on our company PPM with Yahya. That PPM is a lot of work. I prefer it to this presentation that I'm stuck with. By the time I was through with all my assignments, the day was pretty much over. It was now that I remembered the food kept away. It wasn't big like I imagined. This big container deceived me. It's all good. I ate and closed for the day.

Home Alone And Loving It Monday May 20 2013

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I actually slept alone in the house. I’m home alone and I’m loving it. My “roomies” didn’t come back last night. Who knows where they are. Today is my younger brother’s birthday yaaay!! I sent him a very lovely xpressive text wishing him well and showing my love for him. He replied with similar content. My eyes were better today but let’s see if it can buy me a day off.

I sent my boss a text about my eye also requesting for my money. He replied that I should come to his house to collect the money, pay PHCN bill for him and go home. I see the catch. He can forget it then. Meanwhile I cleaned the living room windows. By 10:43am I’m still at home and the couple occupying my space is nowhere to be found. Following the direction of my stomach, I went to Spar Park n Shop to grab breakfast. I checked the pharmacy for eye drop brands, I will probably buy later. I bought the food and left. I was the first to get to work.

First of all I took my time to eat my breakfast. I enjoyed it. Let me say it again I enjoyed it. My digestive system had barely started digesting what I ate when my boss accompanied by Yahya waltzed in. They went to the same Spar Park n Shop to buy food. Glad we didn't bump into each other, not that it mattered anyway. He even brought food from home and still went out for food. He offered me some food. In my mind I was like, “I’m sorry there's no vacancy, we are currently not recruiting any food at the moment.” I don't think my digestive tract will forgive me if I had tried to force down any morsel of food. I kept the food for later.

Ifeanyi didn't come at all, his folks were in town so he was taking care of them. Today was just touring Victoria Island and Lekki phase 1 with errands. Cash this cheque pay that bill, print this document deliver that message. Thank God I did it with the driver otherwise it would not have been funny. It sure took a lot of time to get all these tasks done. I did complete all anyway.


My boss worked on our company PPM with Yahya. That PPM is a lot of work. I prefer it to this presentation that I'm stuck with. By the time I was through with all my assignments, the day was pretty much over. It was now that I remembered the food kept away. It wasn't big like I imagined. This big container deceived me. It's all good. I ate and closed for the day.

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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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Thursday, 23 May 2013

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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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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Monday, 20 May 2013


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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Wednesday, 24 April 2013

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

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

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

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

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

Corporate Me Monday April 15 2013

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

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

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

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

Ifeanyi’s visa is still not ready, but not to worry it will definitely be ready before the 18th of this month. 
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Thursday, 11 April 2013


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

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

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

Examination Monday April 08 2013

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

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

Since Caesar's boss came back from America he has been very scarce. I stumbled on him this evening. We had a little chat catching up before I went home. I fell asleep before I could say zzz.
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Wednesday, 10 April 2013


Slowly but surely the year is running out. It was 1st January 2013 a while ago, now its April fool's day. I didn’t plan to fool anybody today. I don’t want to be fooled either. You know those days when you can’t seem to get out of bed? Today was one of them for me. I slept and slept, changed bed even. I broke the formidable sleep spell around 12:00am I think, probably cuz my stomach starting growling. I ate chiki-chiki noodles.

I lazed about the house. I needed to wash but I didn’t do that. I needed to see my friend whom I couldn’t see yesterday. I must see him. The sun really tried to harvest every drop of water from the atmosphere and grounds of earth. That discouraged me. By the time I was ready to head out, it was around 3 o'clock and the sun was busy illuminating and dehydrating the earth. I went on ahead. I saw him, we spent a few hours playing catch up.

They live on the third floor, the view from their front balcony is awesome. You see a few houses clustered around and a vast expanse of green vegetation. That area is still developing. It can still boast and boost with fresh air, serene environment away from the chaotic madness of typical Lagos town. Im glad I did. I went home but first I had to check on Onye Mama lol.

Easter Monday, April 01 2013

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Slowly but surely the year is running out. It was 1st January 2013 a while ago, now its April fool's day. I didn’t plan to fool anybody today. I don’t want to be fooled either. You know those days when you can’t seem to get out of bed? Today was one of them for me. I slept and slept, changed bed even. I broke the formidable sleep spell around 12:00am I think, probably cuz my stomach starting growling. I ate chiki-chiki noodles.

I lazed about the house. I needed to wash but I didn’t do that. I needed to see my friend whom I couldn’t see yesterday. I must see him. The sun really tried to harvest every drop of water from the atmosphere and grounds of earth. That discouraged me. By the time I was ready to head out, it was around 3 o'clock and the sun was busy illuminating and dehydrating the earth. I went on ahead. I saw him, we spent a few hours playing catch up.

They live on the third floor, the view from their front balcony is awesome. You see a few houses clustered around and a vast expanse of green vegetation. That area is still developing. It can still boast and boost with fresh air, serene environment away from the chaotic madness of typical Lagos town. Im glad I did. I went home but first I had to check on Onye Mama lol.
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I’m alive. I’m awake. I’m well. I read the open heaven, I read from the backlog of two days I skipped. I still have two days remaining to clear it. I went to work with a special beam. Beam for success. Beam of success. The day flew by quickly, somehow I didn't capture much.

I went to Onye Mama's restaurant to fill my stomach. She does great cooking. And she is making mad money milking many customers. I saw Obinna there. He asked me to pay for him which I did. I got home and Ibe came in immediately behind me. He came with his clothes that has been on the line for almost 4 days now! It has dried up since but the rain rewashed it for him. Talk about being lazy to do simple chores, he is the master.

I’m still minding my business, not talking to anyone unless I really have to. I always respond if any of them asks me something or needs my help. There was no food like I expected but that doesn’t mean they didn’t eaten something just like me. 

Monday March 25 2013

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I’m alive. I’m awake. I’m well. I read the open heaven, I read from the backlog of two days I skipped. I still have two days remaining to clear it. I went to work with a special beam. Beam for success. Beam of success. The day flew by quickly, somehow I didn't capture much.

I went to Onye Mama's restaurant to fill my stomach. She does great cooking. And she is making mad money milking many customers. I saw Obinna there. He asked me to pay for him which I did. I got home and Ibe came in immediately behind me. He came with his clothes that has been on the line for almost 4 days now! It has dried up since but the rain rewashed it for him. Talk about being lazy to do simple chores, he is the master.

I’m still minding my business, not talking to anyone unless I really have to. I always respond if any of them asks me something or needs my help. There was no food like I expected but that doesn’t mean they didn’t eaten something just like me. 
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Hello dear good morning, how are you? You broke nicely, brightly and I woke in high spirits. By the time I walked into the office, I was already soaked. Mehn I sweated so much today. Any little thing I did sweat just flowed freely like snakes of river all over my body soaking my shirt. Why is my body behaving like this today? Thanks to the electrical fault in the office complex, our air conditioner power sockets were affected. Damn of all the power sockets to affect! The heat these days make me feel like I’m in a microwave.

Ifeanyi told me some really nasty stories about Nigerian police/EFCC gross human right violation and illegal detention without bail or charges. I felt so bad. I felt so sorry for the innocent victims. And sadly this evil is still going on. I rearranged my boss' shelf and organized his files/folders. I’m a natural at organizing/arranging stuff neatly and nicely. He was thinking of relocating the office cuz of the constant water and power problems at the present location. He found a nice place but the rent wasn’t really nice. So he decided to continue taking the bullshit.

I didn’t notice the absence of my boss' brand new iPad in the office, it never crossed my mind. He opened up to me and Ifeanyi on the sad side of his trip from Owerri to Lagos. He lost it on the plane. He was furious and ashamed to tell anybody. That’s the second iPad he lost on a damn plane!
Meanwhile Aero is yet to refund me my N19,000. I wonder when that will eventually happen cuz Aero workers are on industrial strike. This is not good. I will keep praying for my dough to safely come back home. The day came to an end.

Monday March 18 2013

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Hello dear good morning, how are you? You broke nicely, brightly and I woke in high spirits. By the time I walked into the office, I was already soaked. Mehn I sweated so much today. Any little thing I did sweat just flowed freely like snakes of river all over my body soaking my shirt. Why is my body behaving like this today? Thanks to the electrical fault in the office complex, our air conditioner power sockets were affected. Damn of all the power sockets to affect! The heat these days make me feel like I’m in a microwave.

Ifeanyi told me some really nasty stories about Nigerian police/EFCC gross human right violation and illegal detention without bail or charges. I felt so bad. I felt so sorry for the innocent victims. And sadly this evil is still going on. I rearranged my boss' shelf and organized his files/folders. I’m a natural at organizing/arranging stuff neatly and nicely. He was thinking of relocating the office cuz of the constant water and power problems at the present location. He found a nice place but the rent wasn’t really nice. So he decided to continue taking the bullshit.

I didn’t notice the absence of my boss' brand new iPad in the office, it never crossed my mind. He opened up to me and Ifeanyi on the sad side of his trip from Owerri to Lagos. He lost it on the plane. He was furious and ashamed to tell anybody. That’s the second iPad he lost on a damn plane!
Meanwhile Aero is yet to refund me my N19,000. I wonder when that will eventually happen cuz Aero workers are on industrial strike. This is not good. I will keep praying for my dough to safely come back home. The day came to an end.
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Monday, 18 March 2013



I woke up quite early. I had don’t-know-what-to-wear fever. I had to iron something hurriedly in the morning. I didnt read my open heaven nor did I pray. Oh well this is one of them days. Yeah I am supposed go to MBA school Yaba to submit my appeal letter. I made sure I put all requirements in my bag. Little did I know my plan wont work according to plan. I got to the office quite early.

My boss really pissed the shit out me. I spent almost the entire day trying to fix a new pair of tires on her wife's Prado vehicle. How annoying!!!! First I to look for a cheap place to buy a good quality Michelin, Dunlop or Pirelli tire. I ended buying Pirelli tires at a Pirelli dealer shop in Victoria Island. When I got to the house the wife, the house-help gave me a polythene bag containing a convenience bag like the type you get in planes. It had an old tooth brush, old gillet shaving stick and some new disposable gillet shaving stick plus a shaving gel. She said the my boss’ wife asked her to give it to me. I was like what the freaking hell is this?! Is this her pathetic idea at giving me a gift? It was so unclear. I couldnt reach her to ask what it means, I just left it for them in my boss’ car.

It took eternity for the car shop to fix the tires and do wheel alignment and balancing. There was a long queue actually so we had to wait me and the driver that is. After a long while we were through and headed back to the office. He then sent us out again on pseudo-school bus trip to go pick his kid from the school. Im just not finding it funny.

Meanwhile Im starving!! The food I bought and was hoping to walk through my tourist attraction digestive tract is waiting for my services as a tour guide. I couldnt wait to get back to the office, not because Im such loyal employee who loves work so much though. I feel like my innards has been complete eroded by my gastric juice, more like gastric acids cuz of the hard working hunger. Lord I finally made it back to the office. 

My boss went straight to my desk rummaging through my take away food pack, telling me to share. Whoever owns this child should please take him or else murder will be the case they'll give me. There are certain things he shouldn’t joke with in my present hungry/angry man state. He later asked again politely so I shared with him which I did. It just took the whole day to get these stuff done.

I done like this kinda work where run around the streets of Lagos at least the driver didn’t ditch me today lol. With the change of events, I didnt go to school again. I hate it when that happens. I wasnt really furiating like I would've normally been, God kinda gave me peace of mind I guess.

Monday March 11 2013

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I woke up quite early. I had don’t-know-what-to-wear fever. I had to iron something hurriedly in the morning. I didnt read my open heaven nor did I pray. Oh well this is one of them days. Yeah I am supposed go to MBA school Yaba to submit my appeal letter. I made sure I put all requirements in my bag. Little did I know my plan wont work according to plan. I got to the office quite early.

My boss really pissed the shit out me. I spent almost the entire day trying to fix a new pair of tires on her wife's Prado vehicle. How annoying!!!! First I to look for a cheap place to buy a good quality Michelin, Dunlop or Pirelli tire. I ended buying Pirelli tires at a Pirelli dealer shop in Victoria Island. When I got to the house the wife, the house-help gave me a polythene bag containing a convenience bag like the type you get in planes. It had an old tooth brush, old gillet shaving stick and some new disposable gillet shaving stick plus a shaving gel. She said the my boss’ wife asked her to give it to me. I was like what the freaking hell is this?! Is this her pathetic idea at giving me a gift? It was so unclear. I couldnt reach her to ask what it means, I just left it for them in my boss’ car.

It took eternity for the car shop to fix the tires and do wheel alignment and balancing. There was a long queue actually so we had to wait me and the driver that is. After a long while we were through and headed back to the office. He then sent us out again on pseudo-school bus trip to go pick his kid from the school. Im just not finding it funny.

Meanwhile Im starving!! The food I bought and was hoping to walk through my tourist attraction digestive tract is waiting for my services as a tour guide. I couldnt wait to get back to the office, not because Im such loyal employee who loves work so much though. I feel like my innards has been complete eroded by my gastric juice, more like gastric acids cuz of the hard working hunger. Lord I finally made it back to the office. 

My boss went straight to my desk rummaging through my take away food pack, telling me to share. Whoever owns this child should please take him or else murder will be the case they'll give me. There are certain things he shouldn’t joke with in my present hungry/angry man state. He later asked again politely so I shared with him which I did. It just took the whole day to get these stuff done.

I done like this kinda work where run around the streets of Lagos at least the driver didn’t ditch me today lol. With the change of events, I didnt go to school again. I hate it when that happens. I wasnt really furiating like I would've normally been, God kinda gave me peace of mind I guess.
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Friday, 15 March 2013



Monday March 4 2013
I woke up on Cherrie's bed. Yes you heard me. More like I woke up on Cherrie's bossom. What happened?! I went there like a lion and came out like a kitten. This thing called heart is a complicated sophisticated unpredictable incredible organ that pumps blood and emotions. Effective communications is essential for any healthy relationship. I went home showered and left for work. I neither read my devotional nor prayed.

Today's work was just going from one office to another, one bank to another, one shopping center to another, etc. I hardly stayed in the office. Also my boss hired a new driver, today was his first day on the job. He was chauffering me about. We went to Jubaili Bros to drop a cheque. He parked outside and I went inside. Earlier he complained that his phone is dead and needs some juice to power on. By the time I was attended to, after all the procedural bottle necks, I came out and he was nowhere to be found. Is this a joke? If it is, it sure ain’t funny at all.

Now my mind is getting crazy creative with possible scenarios. Did he runaway with the car? No he didnt. I let him buy fuel on his own unaccompanied. If that was his plan he coulda done it then. Maybe he went back to the office. My mind was churning out questions, possibilities, scenarios, etc at the speed that will make light jealous. I check all the car park but there was no trace of him. I have to let my boss know, so I did. I went on to finish my task on my own now. I got back to the office still no sign of him. My main concern was my lunch. I left it in the car that has gone technically missing. Im so hungry. Dont blame me.

He later called my boss and myself. I answered both calls and told him to come straight to the office. What happened was that the security at the premises asked him to park in certain area unknown to me. He has been there waiting for me to come out. His phone was dead, I couldnt reach him. He called from a call center eventually. He came back to the office, I ate my food and left office. I didnt go to school again. I went straight home. I still haven’t written letter, what the hell is wrong with me?

Got home in anticipation of seeing Cherrie one last time before she leaves. She has changed her travel date three times now, I wonder. Ibe left the house a few minutes after I came in. Its as if they leave the house for me  once I enter during the day. What gives? I called Cherrie, she said she is on her way but feels tired. She came by after a long while. She came with an act. A very poor acting on her part if you ask me. She said she is so tired and she is feeling sleepy. I didnt say anything I just ignored everything like it was nothing. We went back to her place and the person pretending to be falling asleep at my place didn’t sleep again. I went back home. Truth is Im glad she is leaving. I slept afterwards.

Monday March 4 2013

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Monday March 4 2013
I woke up on Cherrie's bed. Yes you heard me. More like I woke up on Cherrie's bossom. What happened?! I went there like a lion and came out like a kitten. This thing called heart is a complicated sophisticated unpredictable incredible organ that pumps blood and emotions. Effective communications is essential for any healthy relationship. I went home showered and left for work. I neither read my devotional nor prayed.

Today's work was just going from one office to another, one bank to another, one shopping center to another, etc. I hardly stayed in the office. Also my boss hired a new driver, today was his first day on the job. He was chauffering me about. We went to Jubaili Bros to drop a cheque. He parked outside and I went inside. Earlier he complained that his phone is dead and needs some juice to power on. By the time I was attended to, after all the procedural bottle necks, I came out and he was nowhere to be found. Is this a joke? If it is, it sure ain’t funny at all.

Now my mind is getting crazy creative with possible scenarios. Did he runaway with the car? No he didnt. I let him buy fuel on his own unaccompanied. If that was his plan he coulda done it then. Maybe he went back to the office. My mind was churning out questions, possibilities, scenarios, etc at the speed that will make light jealous. I check all the car park but there was no trace of him. I have to let my boss know, so I did. I went on to finish my task on my own now. I got back to the office still no sign of him. My main concern was my lunch. I left it in the car that has gone technically missing. Im so hungry. Dont blame me.

He later called my boss and myself. I answered both calls and told him to come straight to the office. What happened was that the security at the premises asked him to park in certain area unknown to me. He has been there waiting for me to come out. His phone was dead, I couldnt reach him. He called from a call center eventually. He came back to the office, I ate my food and left office. I didnt go to school again. I went straight home. I still haven’t written letter, what the hell is wrong with me?

Got home in anticipation of seeing Cherrie one last time before she leaves. She has changed her travel date three times now, I wonder. Ibe left the house a few minutes after I came in. Its as if they leave the house for me  once I enter during the day. What gives? I called Cherrie, she said she is on her way but feels tired. She came by after a long while. She came with an act. A very poor acting on her part if you ask me. She said she is so tired and she is feeling sleepy. I didnt say anything I just ignored everything like it was nothing. We went back to her place and the person pretending to be falling asleep at my place didn’t sleep again. I went back home. Truth is Im glad she is leaving. I slept afterwards.
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Wednesday, 13 March 2013


Woke up feeling much better. The night rest was more than therapeutic for my headache. I did my morning ritual. This couple in my house are disturbing the peace and quiet of the trying to decide what the wife will wear that morning. She is on another imbecilic mad rush this morning. Every time she has any engagement its always the same foolish approach. If the appointment is by 10:00am, she will waste all the time in the morning gisting specifically gossiping (they are very good at that), watching tv, a miniscule fraction is spent on chores in the kitchen and when its 9:30am she will start hurrying up. What kinda stupid lifestyle is that? It’s always the same every goddamn time.

One day I got so pissed by her annoying commotion and I told her to wake up on time get prepared for your engagement and stop leading this irresponsible life. Did it make any change? Hell no! She will always be late. Her's is a hopeless case. If Im the person she keeps delaying like this all the time, I would've stopped waiting for her lateness ass a loooong time ago. I dont say shit again. And will never say shit again. Let the dead bury the dead. Period! Her chronic lateness drama dint end until she asked me for some transport to wherever-the-hell she was going to. I dressed up calmly and left for work.

Generally, I dint do much in the office today. I still had the Lion of Africa PowerPoint presentation to work on. My illegal immigrant cough and catarrh still resides in the state called my body. The catarrh has seriously gone down the cough is still there. Maybe the cough is cuz I skip the medication sometimes. I dont know about the efficacy of the syrup but I find the taste so damaging. I went to The Game to pick up a few things.

As we were preparing to leave the office for the day, my boss gave a check for my salary with a ⅓ increment. My eyes glowed at the sight of it.  I can use the extra. Earlier in the day he asked if I eat well I said I dont. I told him Im losing weight no thanks to the Saturday 10-15km run. I told him Im going to stop the weekly run cuz my goal and theirs are at polar ends. They want to lose weight, I want to gain. They want to eat less, I want to eat more. They are already eating well, and Im not. You see I have no business being in the camp. I only want to be fit so 5km weekly can do that for me. He said he will take care of my lunch every month. He assumed an average figure and did the maths, I guess thats the reason behind the bump in my paycheck. Its all good. I just started paying my tithe, it will go up like wise. We went home

Dear Diary: Monday 25-02-2013

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Woke up feeling much better. The night rest was more than therapeutic for my headache. I did my morning ritual. This couple in my house are disturbing the peace and quiet of the trying to decide what the wife will wear that morning. She is on another imbecilic mad rush this morning. Every time she has any engagement its always the same foolish approach. If the appointment is by 10:00am, she will waste all the time in the morning gisting specifically gossiping (they are very good at that), watching tv, a miniscule fraction is spent on chores in the kitchen and when its 9:30am she will start hurrying up. What kinda stupid lifestyle is that? It’s always the same every goddamn time.

One day I got so pissed by her annoying commotion and I told her to wake up on time get prepared for your engagement and stop leading this irresponsible life. Did it make any change? Hell no! She will always be late. Her's is a hopeless case. If Im the person she keeps delaying like this all the time, I would've stopped waiting for her lateness ass a loooong time ago. I dont say shit again. And will never say shit again. Let the dead bury the dead. Period! Her chronic lateness drama dint end until she asked me for some transport to wherever-the-hell she was going to. I dressed up calmly and left for work.

Generally, I dint do much in the office today. I still had the Lion of Africa PowerPoint presentation to work on. My illegal immigrant cough and catarrh still resides in the state called my body. The catarrh has seriously gone down the cough is still there. Maybe the cough is cuz I skip the medication sometimes. I dont know about the efficacy of the syrup but I find the taste so damaging. I went to The Game to pick up a few things.

As we were preparing to leave the office for the day, my boss gave a check for my salary with a ⅓ increment. My eyes glowed at the sight of it.  I can use the extra. Earlier in the day he asked if I eat well I said I dont. I told him Im losing weight no thanks to the Saturday 10-15km run. I told him Im going to stop the weekly run cuz my goal and theirs are at polar ends. They want to lose weight, I want to gain. They want to eat less, I want to eat more. They are already eating well, and Im not. You see I have no business being in the camp. I only want to be fit so 5km weekly can do that for me. He said he will take care of my lunch every month. He assumed an average figure and did the maths, I guess thats the reason behind the bump in my paycheck. Its all good. I just started paying my tithe, it will go up like wise. We went home

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Tuesday, 26 February 2013

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

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

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

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

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

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

Dear Diary: Monday 18-02-2013

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

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

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

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

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

I went home feeling better than I felt leaving home in the morning.
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Friday, 22 February 2013

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Read: Charity Wednesday April 17 2013

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


Dear Diary: Tuesday 12-02-2013

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Read: Charity Wednesday April 17 2013

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


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

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

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

Read: Home Alone And Loving It Monday May 20 2013

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

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

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

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

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

Dear Diary: Monday 11-02-2013

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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