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Showing posts with label Wednesday. Show all posts

Saturday, 22 June 2013


Wednesday June 12 2013
The year is steady running out, what have I achieved so far? I'm in a thinking-of-my-rent state of mind. My landlord hasn't said anything yet. That's his style, he usually keeps quiet by this time. I noticed it last year, first time I didn't pay on time. Only a miracle can save me now. That's what I'm hoping on God and also exploring material avenues too. I meditated on the Open Heavens and prayed. I haven't seen Amara for some time now. I haven't seen Ibe at all. The last time she came, she picked quite a few clothing items including their towel. I’m guessing they must’ve gotten a kitchen where they are. I pray they get a complete wardrobe too to take all their things. I wish them the best wherever they are.

I took my bath and left for work. My boss came to the office late morning, he took his sweet time. I guess he wanted to work from home. I called Ify's line but it was unreachable. I'll place another call later. The office is now just the two of us. I wonder how we are gonna survive. Yahya got a new gig with the Lagos office of one of OBJ's establishments. I wonder how green the grasses are over there. Im cocksure it's definitely greener than here at its current state. Just as we were acclimatizing to the shock, Ifeanyi resigned. I didn't see that one coming. This place is going to be very boring I tell you. I will do 0-60 in -60 seconds If I get an opportunity like Yahya's. Work was kinda slow today.

MD spent ample time on phone talking shop. I spent ample time idling away cuz we had power failure issue again at the office. I paid some bills both office and personal. The office was a bit awkward today with just me and MD. Since his supposed team mates whom he worked on the PPM with have deserted him, he passed a bit of the buck to me. He gave me a task to merge two documents (an MS Word PPM and an MS PowerPoint presentation) to look like one and at the same time not really be one.

I’m hungry. My boss shared his food with me earlier but did you see small area the ration occupied on the plate? I couldn’t go to Shoprite. My mouth didn’t taste anything else till the evening arrived. I took a one way ticket to Onye Mama’s place on my way home. They may not have the best healthy food but the have the best affordable quality food in this area. I took care of belly matters, task completed.

One Of Those Slow Day At Work

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Wednesday June 12 2013
The year is steady running out, what have I achieved so far? I'm in a thinking-of-my-rent state of mind. My landlord hasn't said anything yet. That's his style, he usually keeps quiet by this time. I noticed it last year, first time I didn't pay on time. Only a miracle can save me now. That's what I'm hoping on God and also exploring material avenues too. I meditated on the Open Heavens and prayed. I haven't seen Amara for some time now. I haven't seen Ibe at all. The last time she came, she picked quite a few clothing items including their towel. I’m guessing they must’ve gotten a kitchen where they are. I pray they get a complete wardrobe too to take all their things. I wish them the best wherever they are.

I took my bath and left for work. My boss came to the office late morning, he took his sweet time. I guess he wanted to work from home. I called Ify's line but it was unreachable. I'll place another call later. The office is now just the two of us. I wonder how we are gonna survive. Yahya got a new gig with the Lagos office of one of OBJ's establishments. I wonder how green the grasses are over there. Im cocksure it's definitely greener than here at its current state. Just as we were acclimatizing to the shock, Ifeanyi resigned. I didn't see that one coming. This place is going to be very boring I tell you. I will do 0-60 in -60 seconds If I get an opportunity like Yahya's. Work was kinda slow today.

MD spent ample time on phone talking shop. I spent ample time idling away cuz we had power failure issue again at the office. I paid some bills both office and personal. The office was a bit awkward today with just me and MD. Since his supposed team mates whom he worked on the PPM with have deserted him, he passed a bit of the buck to me. He gave me a task to merge two documents (an MS Word PPM and an MS PowerPoint presentation) to look like one and at the same time not really be one.

I’m hungry. My boss shared his food with me earlier but did you see small area the ration occupied on the plate? I couldn’t go to Shoprite. My mouth didn’t taste anything else till the evening arrived. I took a one way ticket to Onye Mama’s place on my way home. They may not have the best healthy food but the have the best affordable quality food in this area. I took care of belly matters, task completed.
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Saturday, 15 June 2013


Wednesday June 05 2013
The sleep got sweeter in the wee hours of the morning. Why does it always happen like that? It was a bit of a struggle to get up. How I wish today was a Saturday. I woke up late, my master sleep slaved me so much. I didn't do Open Heavens. I sent my boss a text when I got to the office that I want to get to the school. He asked me to wait behind so I can take a package to Ben. As soon as he arrived I took the package and set out on a journey. I sieved through the traffic to Oniru bus stop then walked over to Mega Plaza. Today a lot is riding on me. I'm gonna be like man of steel and save the day.


I went to the Watch Doctor's shop at Mega Plaza to fix my Kenneth Cole watch. I thought it was a battery problem which will cost me N1000. But when it was opened, they told me something disturbingly different. According to them, rust has affected the engine. I blame the rain for the rust. It will now cost N8000 to fix which comes with seven month guarantee. Nope I can’t pay that. I can get a good brand new watch for that amount. I made my way to the next office on my list. I was a few blocks away from the post office Victory when called. I had wanted to call him earlier. He said the package has arrived, that makes things easy cuz I'm on my way to the post office. I got to the post office, the package just arrived. They haven't even logged it in yet. I grabbed the package and left. Mission accomplished one less thing to worry about.

Next stop is Caxton-Martins office on the 9th floor of St. Nicholas Hospital Building at Marina. I picked up a green tie and two black stockings from one of the boutiques on my way to Caxton-Martins. Mr. Ben was in a meeting so I dropped the package with Jumoke the receptionist for as long as I can remember. The first day I went to Caxton-Martins some years ago, I was singing Quando Quando Quando by Michael Bublé feat. Nelly Furtado. I love the song. She was at reception then. She lighted up with such inexplicable excitement. She gleefully announced to me she has been singing the same song all day! To drive her point home conclusively, she called out a colleague on the intercom. The young handsome man came and she asked him

Jumoke: What song have been playing and singing today
The guy: Quando quando quando

The guy blurted out the much anticipated answer. The atmosphere was electrifying. We felt connected. Ever since then we've been friends. I became her man of steel and she my Lois Lane. She gives me special attention whenever I come around. Sometimes I purposely make unusual demands to see what she'll do and she never disappoints. I wasn't so chatty today and I didn't realize it but she noticed it. She inquired what the matter was and I answered that I'm tired and thirsty. She did her magic and a glass of water chilled to my taste was in front of me. It was highly refreshing, I thanked her. She's a darling. I left Caxton-Martins for the Nigeria Police Station Alagbon Ikoyi. I had to go through Obalende.

At Obalende I saw some policemen on duty on the road. My instinct or my spirit ministered to me to ask a particular policeman for direction. I don't know where this Alagbon police station is. Man of steel do need help sometime especially kryptonite is involved. This is the first time in my entire life of going to the police station on my own and the second time I've ever been to a police station. The first time I escorted a friend to see a high ranking officer regarding a vandalization case at his place of work. Funny enough it’s the same Ikoyi but different police station. As God will have it the policeman I met Inspector Nwambu Remigius happened to come from Imo, Mbaise to be precise. I told him I wanted to do a police report. He gave me direction and also gave me a name of whom I should meet. He warned me that other policemen will be all over me hustling to attend to me once I get there that's why he gave the name.

Immediately I pictured touts that infest the Immigration office, hustlers at the markets like Yaba, money changers at Eko or Federal Palace Hotels. They all have one nasty thing in common, they hustle for customers even to point of fight sometimes. Then I tried to picture the policemen behaving in the same manner at the station, it was a disgrace. In my mind I was like Inspt you are employing hyperbole right? As I was leaving he added;
I stay here so when you are leaving if there's anything, you can see me here.

I almost forgot you are a Nigerian policeman. Nevertheless I'm very grateful for his assistance.I got to the Alagbon Police Station and warning played out more than I anticipated. It was a dynamic disgrace! They rushed like I was warned. I was so ashamed of my country's police force. There is the main Force Criminal Investigation Department (FCID) and the annex building. The officers in these two building from what I saw literally hustle for ''customers'' Each building had one or two men stationed outside the entrance like a lookout. They were all calling me to come and ''shop'' at their different ''shops'' just the way hustlers at Yaba market does it. They almost tore my limbs apart as they dragged me. If I were an actual man of steel, I would've thought them a tiny lesson about dragging someone who don't know.

IT WAS SO SHAMEFUL! I WAS SO ASHAMED OF THE POLICE FORCE!!!

Are they paid on commission of sales, I mean cases they record daily? Is the bribe here that lucrative? Unfortunately I didn't get their names. For sake of clarity let me label them Dragger Main and Dragger Annex for the main and annex building respectively. I have a piece of reference from Inspector Nwambu so all this gragra won't get them anything. I went to the annex. I spoke to the man behind the counter. I've forgotten his name. His approach appeared like a real police work. But don’t be fooled it’s all a marketing strategy act. I handed him the note from Inspector Nwambu and you can visibly tell he was highly disappointed. As he was coming to terms with the loss of a potential customer, another officer clad in mufti entered, I'm guessing his rank is above that of the man attending to me. He came in accompanied by Dragger Main.

He came to inquire why ''customer'' i.e. me going to their ''shop'' was cornered! Can you believe that?!! Then Dragger Main made a remark that Dragger Annex should be warned not to behave like that again. This shameless show of shame all played out before my eyes! It all happened too quickly. I stood there, mind, body and soul paralyzed with disappointment. It turned out Inspector Jeremiah's office is the main building. I was directed to his office. I explained myself that I need a police report. He said it will cost me N10000. I knew he just set the scene for price haggling. I asked Inspector Nwambu to give me an idea of the fee but he declined cunningly telling me he has no idea I believe he was lying. He may be telling the truth too.

I said I have N5000 he accepted. The way he accepted convinced me beyond doubt that the fee has to be a lot less than N5000. Long story short, I got the police report and left. I didn't go back to Inspector Nwambu like the three wise men didn't go back to King Herod. The ticket I booked for Ugo's mum had a little issue and she missed her flight. Aero couldn't synchronize seamlessly with their numerous bank payment outlets. Ugo sent me a text asking where I made payment. I replied with the wrong bank. Enterprise and Keystone bank always confuse me. It was a lot easier when they were Spring Bank and Bank PHB! He called me, yelled a bit that I should sort the problem. He then sent me an Aero staff number. I called and sorted it out.

Victory called. I told him my progress and he was audibly thrilled. I saved the day on that on getting the police report. He suggested I mail the police report to him immediately which makes sense. On my way back to Lekki I checked DHL and Fedex. The charge was N11,000 and N7,680 for DHL and Fedex respectively. Victory preferred DHL cuz it'll be faster. I sent the package on its way to overseas. I branched at Shoprite to grab dinner. I went home straight as the crow flies. Amara was at home chatting away with Fifi. I greeted them. She cooked okra soup, this time around she didn't leave any for me. That's better cuz the last time she did I only ate the meat. I don't really her brand of okra soup. They left shortly. I ate my dinner and went to bed.

Man Of Steel Saves The Day Scopium Style

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Wednesday June 05 2013
The sleep got sweeter in the wee hours of the morning. Why does it always happen like that? It was a bit of a struggle to get up. How I wish today was a Saturday. I woke up late, my master sleep slaved me so much. I didn't do Open Heavens. I sent my boss a text when I got to the office that I want to get to the school. He asked me to wait behind so I can take a package to Ben. As soon as he arrived I took the package and set out on a journey. I sieved through the traffic to Oniru bus stop then walked over to Mega Plaza. Today a lot is riding on me. I'm gonna be like man of steel and save the day.


I went to the Watch Doctor's shop at Mega Plaza to fix my Kenneth Cole watch. I thought it was a battery problem which will cost me N1000. But when it was opened, they told me something disturbingly different. According to them, rust has affected the engine. I blame the rain for the rust. It will now cost N8000 to fix which comes with seven month guarantee. Nope I can’t pay that. I can get a good brand new watch for that amount. I made my way to the next office on my list. I was a few blocks away from the post office Victory when called. I had wanted to call him earlier. He said the package has arrived, that makes things easy cuz I'm on my way to the post office. I got to the post office, the package just arrived. They haven't even logged it in yet. I grabbed the package and left. Mission accomplished one less thing to worry about.

Next stop is Caxton-Martins office on the 9th floor of St. Nicholas Hospital Building at Marina. I picked up a green tie and two black stockings from one of the boutiques on my way to Caxton-Martins. Mr. Ben was in a meeting so I dropped the package with Jumoke the receptionist for as long as I can remember. The first day I went to Caxton-Martins some years ago, I was singing Quando Quando Quando by Michael Bublé feat. Nelly Furtado. I love the song. She was at reception then. She lighted up with such inexplicable excitement. She gleefully announced to me she has been singing the same song all day! To drive her point home conclusively, she called out a colleague on the intercom. The young handsome man came and she asked him

Jumoke: What song have been playing and singing today
The guy: Quando quando quando

The guy blurted out the much anticipated answer. The atmosphere was electrifying. We felt connected. Ever since then we've been friends. I became her man of steel and she my Lois Lane. She gives me special attention whenever I come around. Sometimes I purposely make unusual demands to see what she'll do and she never disappoints. I wasn't so chatty today and I didn't realize it but she noticed it. She inquired what the matter was and I answered that I'm tired and thirsty. She did her magic and a glass of water chilled to my taste was in front of me. It was highly refreshing, I thanked her. She's a darling. I left Caxton-Martins for the Nigeria Police Station Alagbon Ikoyi. I had to go through Obalende.

At Obalende I saw some policemen on duty on the road. My instinct or my spirit ministered to me to ask a particular policeman for direction. I don't know where this Alagbon police station is. Man of steel do need help sometime especially kryptonite is involved. This is the first time in my entire life of going to the police station on my own and the second time I've ever been to a police station. The first time I escorted a friend to see a high ranking officer regarding a vandalization case at his place of work. Funny enough it’s the same Ikoyi but different police station. As God will have it the policeman I met Inspector Nwambu Remigius happened to come from Imo, Mbaise to be precise. I told him I wanted to do a police report. He gave me direction and also gave me a name of whom I should meet. He warned me that other policemen will be all over me hustling to attend to me once I get there that's why he gave the name.

Immediately I pictured touts that infest the Immigration office, hustlers at the markets like Yaba, money changers at Eko or Federal Palace Hotels. They all have one nasty thing in common, they hustle for customers even to point of fight sometimes. Then I tried to picture the policemen behaving in the same manner at the station, it was a disgrace. In my mind I was like Inspt you are employing hyperbole right? As I was leaving he added;
I stay here so when you are leaving if there's anything, you can see me here.

I almost forgot you are a Nigerian policeman. Nevertheless I'm very grateful for his assistance.I got to the Alagbon Police Station and warning played out more than I anticipated. It was a dynamic disgrace! They rushed like I was warned. I was so ashamed of my country's police force. There is the main Force Criminal Investigation Department (FCID) and the annex building. The officers in these two building from what I saw literally hustle for ''customers'' Each building had one or two men stationed outside the entrance like a lookout. They were all calling me to come and ''shop'' at their different ''shops'' just the way hustlers at Yaba market does it. They almost tore my limbs apart as they dragged me. If I were an actual man of steel, I would've thought them a tiny lesson about dragging someone who don't know.

IT WAS SO SHAMEFUL! I WAS SO ASHAMED OF THE POLICE FORCE!!!

Are they paid on commission of sales, I mean cases they record daily? Is the bribe here that lucrative? Unfortunately I didn't get their names. For sake of clarity let me label them Dragger Main and Dragger Annex for the main and annex building respectively. I have a piece of reference from Inspector Nwambu so all this gragra won't get them anything. I went to the annex. I spoke to the man behind the counter. I've forgotten his name. His approach appeared like a real police work. But don’t be fooled it’s all a marketing strategy act. I handed him the note from Inspector Nwambu and you can visibly tell he was highly disappointed. As he was coming to terms with the loss of a potential customer, another officer clad in mufti entered, I'm guessing his rank is above that of the man attending to me. He came in accompanied by Dragger Main.

He came to inquire why ''customer'' i.e. me going to their ''shop'' was cornered! Can you believe that?!! Then Dragger Main made a remark that Dragger Annex should be warned not to behave like that again. This shameless show of shame all played out before my eyes! It all happened too quickly. I stood there, mind, body and soul paralyzed with disappointment. It turned out Inspector Jeremiah's office is the main building. I was directed to his office. I explained myself that I need a police report. He said it will cost me N10000. I knew he just set the scene for price haggling. I asked Inspector Nwambu to give me an idea of the fee but he declined cunningly telling me he has no idea I believe he was lying. He may be telling the truth too.

I said I have N5000 he accepted. The way he accepted convinced me beyond doubt that the fee has to be a lot less than N5000. Long story short, I got the police report and left. I didn't go back to Inspector Nwambu like the three wise men didn't go back to King Herod. The ticket I booked for Ugo's mum had a little issue and she missed her flight. Aero couldn't synchronize seamlessly with their numerous bank payment outlets. Ugo sent me a text asking where I made payment. I replied with the wrong bank. Enterprise and Keystone bank always confuse me. It was a lot easier when they were Spring Bank and Bank PHB! He called me, yelled a bit that I should sort the problem. He then sent me an Aero staff number. I called and sorted it out.

Victory called. I told him my progress and he was audibly thrilled. I saved the day on that on getting the police report. He suggested I mail the police report to him immediately which makes sense. On my way back to Lekki I checked DHL and Fedex. The charge was N11,000 and N7,680 for DHL and Fedex respectively. Victory preferred DHL cuz it'll be faster. I sent the package on its way to overseas. I branched at Shoprite to grab dinner. I went home straight as the crow flies. Amara was at home chatting away with Fifi. I greeted them. She cooked okra soup, this time around she didn't leave any for me. That's better cuz the last time she did I only ate the meat. I don't really her brand of okra soup. They left shortly. I ate my dinner and went to bed.
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Tuesday, 4 June 2013

RCCG Light Of The World Workers Retreat/Graduation Wednesday May 29 2013
RCCG Light Of The World Workers Retreat/Graduation Wednesday May 29 2013 - Cross Section of Graduates and Instructors 
Yaaay!! Today is Democracy Day in Nigeria. Typical Nigerian attitude towards Democracy Day is “there’s nothing to celebrate about democracy day” It's a public holiday. Some say we have too many public holidays, I wouldn’t know about that. It originated when Nigeria transited into democratic government for a third time after decades of decays of military rule. Some school of thought believe military rule regime returned more development and growth. This subjective conclusion will be the premise for argument on another day.

Pastor Abraham Annam of RCCG Light of the World
Today is also our RCCG Light of the World Workers Retreat day at Atican beach. Time for assembling at the church was 7:00am and departure time to the beach 7:30am. I showered and left for church. Imagine my surprise when I got to church. I was the first person. I thought I went late. ''African Timing'' or ''Nigerian Time'' is a bitch! I didn't quite take it casually. Seriously we need to stick to time for God’s sake, time is money. The rest continued to trickle in till 7:30am. I could've work on my new pet project before coming here this morning. Anyway it's all good. After killing a considerable amount of time we left.

I was in the same car, a Nissan Pathfinder with Omolara and Jide at the back seat. Me and Lara short for Omolara talked all the way to venue. She happened to be a cartoon lover and a fan of Naruto! It couldn't get better lol. Where two or three Naruto fans are gathered, endless chakra and excitement for discussing Naruto is unleashed! The scenery on the road to the beach nostalgically evokes the images of my village in my head in a soothing way. You’ll drive past Ajah community, make a right at Abraham Adesanya Estate road and drive deep into the less developed massive land mass. We got to the place safely. We were the first set of beach goers to colour and enliven the vicinity with our presence.

RCCG Light Of The World Workers Retreat/Graduation Wednesday May 29 2013

I familiarized myself with the foreign environment. I haven’t been here before. I wouldn't have been here today if not for RCCG Light Of The World Workers Retreat/Graduation. The beach is not big. Someone bought a piece of real estate by the shoreline and converted it to personal beach. The person is one Mr. Atiku from Igbo Efon. It has a sandy courtyard where you can play football. At one corner is a wonky looking basketball rim, just one. There was a one-storey raised wooden platform overlooking the courtyard and the beach area. The lower part of this platform can serve as a stage. Lara said she didn’t trust the strength of the platform, I agreed. There were three other brick building and one sizeable tent structure including the raised platform surrounding the courtyard to form a square shape.

RCCG Light Of The World Workers Retreat/Graduation Wednesday May 29 2013
Me
We kicked off the workers’ retreat/graduation proper by 10:00am. Open Heavens was shared. The graduating workers, that's us, were admonished and prayed for. We took pictures with pastor and the facilitators. We had light refreshments and a thirty minutes break. The burn in my mouth from yesterday was still wreaking havoc in my mouth. It hurts badly.

After the break we did two team activities involving everybody be ye a graduating worker or not. One was a three point evaluation of RCCG Light of the World in the past one year and the other was a game. The evaluation was very insightful and the game was fun. Lunch followed immediately on the heels of the game. What's for lunch? I dare say it was delicious gourmet meal of jollof rice with two large pieces of chicken, lucky me I got two king-sized drumsticks. We all got specially served like kings and queens. I prayed and did excellent justice to my food. The burnt roof of my mouth is still shooting painful feedback to my brain. Fortunately this killjoy can't ruin my feast. I no be gentleman as I finished my food.

By now other beach goers have trooped in and music is blasting from every corner of the beach. I moved to a cooler tent cuz ours has gotten really hot. I cooled off a bit and went to the beach area. Some daredevil guys were playing football under that scorching sun baking the sand in the courtyard of the complex. I don’t wanna sweat.

At the beach area I saw Lara sitting alone on bleached wooden beach deck chair overlooking the ocean as the waves kiss the shores and hurry back to sea. You can also see other beach goers having fun, playing soccer, dancing to blasting music, taking photographs, etc. The sight of the bluish green ocean with the azure sky sitting calmly on the horizon invokes a rare sense of serenity and closeness to nature that feels therapeutic. It's so exotic. God I love this view. I joined Lara. We sat on the same deck chair sitting straight or laying back occasionally. We talked about a lot of stuff. I confess I totally enjoyed the quality time I spent.

Pastor's wife Funto Annam
Pastor’s wife called everybody back for the final item on our agenda and subsequently bringing the outing to a resounding close. We went back as we came in the same car. Me and Lara talked some more. We got back to the church at exactly 5:06pm. I went home and stayed indoors throughout. I express my profound deep appreciation to all responsible for successfully organizing this Workers Retreat/Graduation Event. I had a great time. May God bless you all. May God bless everyone that attended.

My new neighbour Deborah came by my room. She came to ask for a favour. Her fridge hasn’t arrived yet, and she wanna share mine. She went and brought a package, a meal package she intends to go to work with the next morning. She said she’ll pick it up by 6:00am the next day. I tried to stay longer on the computer but I couldn’t keep eyes open any longer so I gracefully and humbly submitted to authority of sleep.

RCCG Light Of The World Workers Retreat/Graduation Wednesday May 29 2013

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RCCG Light Of The World Workers Retreat/Graduation Wednesday May 29 2013
RCCG Light Of The World Workers Retreat/Graduation Wednesday May 29 2013 - Cross Section of Graduates and Instructors 
Yaaay!! Today is Democracy Day in Nigeria. Typical Nigerian attitude towards Democracy Day is “there’s nothing to celebrate about democracy day” It's a public holiday. Some say we have too many public holidays, I wouldn’t know about that. It originated when Nigeria transited into democratic government for a third time after decades of decays of military rule. Some school of thought believe military rule regime returned more development and growth. This subjective conclusion will be the premise for argument on another day.

Pastor Abraham Annam of RCCG Light of the World
Today is also our RCCG Light of the World Workers Retreat day at Atican beach. Time for assembling at the church was 7:00am and departure time to the beach 7:30am. I showered and left for church. Imagine my surprise when I got to church. I was the first person. I thought I went late. ''African Timing'' or ''Nigerian Time'' is a bitch! I didn't quite take it casually. Seriously we need to stick to time for God’s sake, time is money. The rest continued to trickle in till 7:30am. I could've work on my new pet project before coming here this morning. Anyway it's all good. After killing a considerable amount of time we left.

I was in the same car, a Nissan Pathfinder with Omolara and Jide at the back seat. Me and Lara short for Omolara talked all the way to venue. She happened to be a cartoon lover and a fan of Naruto! It couldn't get better lol. Where two or three Naruto fans are gathered, endless chakra and excitement for discussing Naruto is unleashed! The scenery on the road to the beach nostalgically evokes the images of my village in my head in a soothing way. You’ll drive past Ajah community, make a right at Abraham Adesanya Estate road and drive deep into the less developed massive land mass. We got to the place safely. We were the first set of beach goers to colour and enliven the vicinity with our presence.

RCCG Light Of The World Workers Retreat/Graduation Wednesday May 29 2013

I familiarized myself with the foreign environment. I haven’t been here before. I wouldn't have been here today if not for RCCG Light Of The World Workers Retreat/Graduation. The beach is not big. Someone bought a piece of real estate by the shoreline and converted it to personal beach. The person is one Mr. Atiku from Igbo Efon. It has a sandy courtyard where you can play football. At one corner is a wonky looking basketball rim, just one. There was a one-storey raised wooden platform overlooking the courtyard and the beach area. The lower part of this platform can serve as a stage. Lara said she didn’t trust the strength of the platform, I agreed. There were three other brick building and one sizeable tent structure including the raised platform surrounding the courtyard to form a square shape.

RCCG Light Of The World Workers Retreat/Graduation Wednesday May 29 2013
Me
We kicked off the workers’ retreat/graduation proper by 10:00am. Open Heavens was shared. The graduating workers, that's us, were admonished and prayed for. We took pictures with pastor and the facilitators. We had light refreshments and a thirty minutes break. The burn in my mouth from yesterday was still wreaking havoc in my mouth. It hurts badly.

After the break we did two team activities involving everybody be ye a graduating worker or not. One was a three point evaluation of RCCG Light of the World in the past one year and the other was a game. The evaluation was very insightful and the game was fun. Lunch followed immediately on the heels of the game. What's for lunch? I dare say it was delicious gourmet meal of jollof rice with two large pieces of chicken, lucky me I got two king-sized drumsticks. We all got specially served like kings and queens. I prayed and did excellent justice to my food. The burnt roof of my mouth is still shooting painful feedback to my brain. Fortunately this killjoy can't ruin my feast. I no be gentleman as I finished my food.

By now other beach goers have trooped in and music is blasting from every corner of the beach. I moved to a cooler tent cuz ours has gotten really hot. I cooled off a bit and went to the beach area. Some daredevil guys were playing football under that scorching sun baking the sand in the courtyard of the complex. I don’t wanna sweat.

At the beach area I saw Lara sitting alone on bleached wooden beach deck chair overlooking the ocean as the waves kiss the shores and hurry back to sea. You can also see other beach goers having fun, playing soccer, dancing to blasting music, taking photographs, etc. The sight of the bluish green ocean with the azure sky sitting calmly on the horizon invokes a rare sense of serenity and closeness to nature that feels therapeutic. It's so exotic. God I love this view. I joined Lara. We sat on the same deck chair sitting straight or laying back occasionally. We talked about a lot of stuff. I confess I totally enjoyed the quality time I spent.

Pastor's wife Funto Annam
Pastor’s wife called everybody back for the final item on our agenda and subsequently bringing the outing to a resounding close. We went back as we came in the same car. Me and Lara talked some more. We got back to the church at exactly 5:06pm. I went home and stayed indoors throughout. I express my profound deep appreciation to all responsible for successfully organizing this Workers Retreat/Graduation Event. I had a great time. May God bless you all. May God bless everyone that attended.

My new neighbour Deborah came by my room. She came to ask for a favour. Her fridge hasn’t arrived yet, and she wanna share mine. She went and brought a package, a meal package she intends to go to work with the next morning. She said she’ll pick it up by 6:00am the next day. I tried to stay longer on the computer but I couldn’t keep eyes open any longer so I gracefully and humbly submitted to authority of sleep.
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Monday, 3 June 2013

Chief Sunday Ndubuisi Ariwodo Died Wednesday May 22 2013
I called Yomight the plumber in the morning to fix the toilet issue. He said he'll come on Saturday. Amara came in this morning. I left her at home and left for work. The office seems deserted today. MD hurriedly ate his food and left to pick his kids from school. Ify breezed in briefly towards evening. He left shortly. MD hadn't come back yet.

News got to me that we lost a relation this morning. One of my uncles, a patriarch Chief Sunday Ariwodo died this morning in Atlanta US. He lived a good life, achieved good things. He had a good wife and children. It’s a shocker. I can’t even write anything today. I grew up with living with this man and his family. His wife is my aunt, my dad’s elder sister. He has a legendary aka gum. 

He is a good man. I can remember his laughter so well.
May the lord comfort us all especially the immediate family.
May his soul rest in perfect peace.

Photo: Chief Sunday Ndubuisi Ariwodo,s Clan
Chief Sunday Ndubuisi Ariwodo's Clan
Here's a Facebook message from the last child and last son, Osondu
“My Dad Chief Sunday Ndubuisi Ariwodo Passed and have gone to be with his LORD on Wednessday morning 05/22/2013. He gently and quietly left us at the age of 81yrs. He was the rock and guardian of his family. very peaceful and loving. We will all miss his smiles and calmness of heart. He is survived by his wife, five children, three daughter in-laws, thirteen grandchildren, two brothers, and one sister.

Papa rest in peace”

Here's another from the second son, Izu
"Daddy, you were like the sun to me
Alway there, and beaming life lessons to me.
Never did I expect the cold hand of death.

You taught me wisdom, patience and love
You taught me by being a role model.
Without your teachings, I wouldn't be
the man I am today.

You built a foundation no one can take away.
I have grown up with your values and I am
Glad, you were there for me.

I respect and admire you.
I love you, and will forever miss you.
Good night my God sent father
Rest peacefully in the lord till
we meet to part no more."

Here's another from the first child and first son, Obinna
How are the mighty fallen! The Patriarch of the Ariwodo clan, Chief Sunday Ndubisi Ariwodo, has just gone to paradise. With total submission to the will of the Almighty God, we cherish the time God allowed him to bless us with his erudite presence. We would be no where without his careful guidance. He was an awesome Dad. Pls pray for strength for my family


Chief Sunday Ndubuisi Ariwodo Died Wednesday May 22 2013

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Chief Sunday Ndubuisi Ariwodo Died Wednesday May 22 2013
I called Yomight the plumber in the morning to fix the toilet issue. He said he'll come on Saturday. Amara came in this morning. I left her at home and left for work. The office seems deserted today. MD hurriedly ate his food and left to pick his kids from school. Ify breezed in briefly towards evening. He left shortly. MD hadn't come back yet.

News got to me that we lost a relation this morning. One of my uncles, a patriarch Chief Sunday Ariwodo died this morning in Atlanta US. He lived a good life, achieved good things. He had a good wife and children. It’s a shocker. I can’t even write anything today. I grew up with living with this man and his family. His wife is my aunt, my dad’s elder sister. He has a legendary aka gum. 

He is a good man. I can remember his laughter so well.
May the lord comfort us all especially the immediate family.
May his soul rest in perfect peace.

Photo: Chief Sunday Ndubuisi Ariwodo,s Clan
Chief Sunday Ndubuisi Ariwodo's Clan
Here's a Facebook message from the last child and last son, Osondu
“My Dad Chief Sunday Ndubuisi Ariwodo Passed and have gone to be with his LORD on Wednessday morning 05/22/2013. He gently and quietly left us at the age of 81yrs. He was the rock and guardian of his family. very peaceful and loving. We will all miss his smiles and calmness of heart. He is survived by his wife, five children, three daughter in-laws, thirteen grandchildren, two brothers, and one sister.

Papa rest in peace”

Here's another from the second son, Izu
"Daddy, you were like the sun to me
Alway there, and beaming life lessons to me.
Never did I expect the cold hand of death.

You taught me wisdom, patience and love
You taught me by being a role model.
Without your teachings, I wouldn't be
the man I am today.

You built a foundation no one can take away.
I have grown up with your values and I am
Glad, you were there for me.

I respect and admire you.
I love you, and will forever miss you.
Good night my God sent father
Rest peacefully in the lord till
we meet to part no more."

Here's another from the first child and first son, Obinna
How are the mighty fallen! The Patriarch of the Ariwodo clan, Chief Sunday Ndubisi Ariwodo, has just gone to paradise. With total submission to the will of the Almighty God, we cherish the time God allowed him to bless us with his erudite presence. We would be no where without his careful guidance. He was an awesome Dad. Pls pray for strength for my family


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Thursday, 30 May 2013


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My Beauty Sleep Cruelly Denied Me Wednesday May 15 2013

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Oh yeah I downloaded a part b of Iron Man 3 before heading out the office. I spent some time with Doc before heading home. Ibe and wifey were outside when I got home. They sprayed insecticide in the room and waited for it clear out. Wait what did I even eat today? Beats me! I didn't feel hungry like I normally would, oh well it’s all good. I dropped my bag went outside too. After soaking in some fresh air I got back in the played on ma lappie before my eyes closed of its own accord. Finally I had my beauty sleep to my soul content.
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Wednesday, 22 May 2013


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

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

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

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

MTN Bad Network Friday May 03 2013

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

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

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

I went to Shoprite got my food. My boss called me later that I should give him some the salary he just paid me. He doesn't want to waste time on another bank withdrawal process. He needs it for the weekend and he will pay me back on Monday. I told him I had only N10000 left, he said he will take it. Meanwhile I still had all the money on me. I went Zenith to pay a debt I owed Charles Okechi my brother and friend. It was part of the money I borrowed to pay my school fees. I went back to the office. I gave him the N10000. He wanted enough money for his weekend, apparently I don’t need money for my own weekend, smh. 
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Say hello to May 1st workers free day. The day I have been waiting for. It’s the day I will shock the golf world with my latent talent. I will intimidate Tiger Woods off the green. Yes it’s going to happen today. I woke up on time. Yesterday I bought a brand new polo shirt for the game. It might interest you to know that I don’t know jack about golf besides the snippet of news that oozes from Tiger Woods’ successes and failures on or off the green. I haven’t played the game before. I have only managed to touch a club and ball before. But today Im gonna be Tiger Scopium lol

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Workers Free Day/PGA Golf Wednesday May 01 2013

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

As a matter of fact I’m buying complete set of golf clubs, balls, and the whole shebang. I went back in Ifeanyi’s just the way I came. I stopped at Lekki roundabout to get something from the office. I spent quite some time with Doc after I left the office before going home in the evening. Amara prepared okra soup, we ate garri and soup again after a long break.
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Monday, 13 May 2013

Charity Wednesday April 17 2013

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

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

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

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

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

Charity Wednesday April 17 2013

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Charity Wednesday April 17 2013

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

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

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

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

Later around 3:30pm Ugo gave me cheque for N19000 to cover the money aero took from me during the booking that went wrong. Instantly I remembered the N500 I gave away. Going spiritual now, this could be my reward for giving out N500 lol. Call it good karma. It was late to cash the cheque today so it triumphantly entered my to-do list chart for tomorrow at the numero uno spot. 
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Friday, 19 April 2013


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

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

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

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

Bad ATM Wednesday April 10 2013

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

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

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

I was not happy about it cuz what he asked me to do can EASILY be done by the driver. If the driver thought the same, it was just a waste of my time, I was even about leaving for the day. I went after all. He gave me a grand for transport, I guess that covers the one grand I lost. I went home after a few delays at the bus stop.
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Thursday, 11 April 2013


I woke with University of Lagos issue heavy on my mind. I woke up hail and hearty as well. I thank The Lord. I sent a text to my boss that I will be fellowshipping with UNILAG today, he said okay. Its the kinda decision you make and damn the consequences. I had already approved it myself, I was just letting him know and not for his approval.
I left for UNILAG around 10:00am. The road was fairly free. I got to school, paid N10,000 for late registration. I signed my course form with the bursary department and headed to MBA school Yaba. I have to sign there and then go back to SPGS school in Unilag, they sure know how to drag people around wasting their time. I was asked to come back by Friday to pick up the form for the final signature at SPGS school.

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I met Vincent a course mate coincidentally he also scored 39 like me. He is retaking the course. He has gotten some materials from where I anticipated getting it from. I went back to the office afterwards.

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Wednesday April 03 2013

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I woke with University of Lagos issue heavy on my mind. I woke up hail and hearty as well. I thank The Lord. I sent a text to my boss that I will be fellowshipping with UNILAG today, he said okay. Its the kinda decision you make and damn the consequences. I had already approved it myself, I was just letting him know and not for his approval.
I left for UNILAG around 10:00am. The road was fairly free. I got to school, paid N10,000 for late registration. I signed my course form with the bursary department and headed to MBA school Yaba. I have to sign there and then go back to SPGS school in Unilag, they sure know how to drag people around wasting their time. I was asked to come back by Friday to pick up the form for the final signature at SPGS school.

Read: Daily Journal Entry: Friday April 05 2013

I met Vincent a course mate coincidentally he also scored 39 like me. He is retaking the course. He has gotten some materials from where I anticipated getting it from. I went back to the office afterwards.

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Wednesday, 10 April 2013



I woke early just lazed on the bed. My mind busy with thoughts like a grand prix race. I need to start doing things differently to arrive at a different desirable destination with regards to my present level of achievement. As for my all months visitors, I’m just letting sleeping dogs lie. Is it a good or bad decision, I don’t know. Sometimes I ask God, is this a test? Am I wrong for doing right? Is it a curse that Im blessed with gentle personality? I read my devotional.

I showered and left for work. I stumbled onto one chic I know from way back. Way back when she was wayward, really wayward. She looked different. She looked responsible. She is married. Has a child. Drives a car. Owns a shop in the plaza I went to by something. This world is a funny place. It’s amazing how someone's fortune can change immensely. We greeted and I left for work. On my way to the office, my boss sent me a text, asking why I come late to work these days. I didn’t reply. I got to the office and he was in one of his office-rearrangement mode. We haven’t rearranged our office in a long time.

First we went out to buy a big white board did a few changes here and there. When I came back I left with a carpenter to Akoka and the Tejuosho market. He is refurbishing the cushions in the office. What a pain for me. I cut a key for Chris so he wont have to wait for any of us. I had my doubt when I saw the key. Well I have been cutting keys before and they look exact but none has ever failed me. I headed back to the office via public bus. We were a couple of feets above the lagoon on third mainland bridge when the tire back tire exploded. I have not experienced this in a long time. One chic at the back screamed  'Jesus'. Probably the only 'Jesus' and only exclamation. She went on to yell at the driver not to match the brake! The driver wasn’t on top speed neither were there much traffic on the bridge.

Her screaming started getting annoying, one passenger had to ask her to calm down the driver is not stepping the brakes. The driver just coasting to a safe stop. The lady was so scared, she couldn’t admire the beauty of the lagoon like everyone else did. We switched buses. I branched at Shoprite to get lunch even though a text from my boss said they have lunch for me. You can’t be too careful you know. There was lunch for me alright, nothing wrong with having extra. I tasted the key and jackpot! It didn’t work. That's a first. I tried it several times, it was no use. I threw the damned thing away. 

Wednesday March 27 2013

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I woke early just lazed on the bed. My mind busy with thoughts like a grand prix race. I need to start doing things differently to arrive at a different desirable destination with regards to my present level of achievement. As for my all months visitors, I’m just letting sleeping dogs lie. Is it a good or bad decision, I don’t know. Sometimes I ask God, is this a test? Am I wrong for doing right? Is it a curse that Im blessed with gentle personality? I read my devotional.

I showered and left for work. I stumbled onto one chic I know from way back. Way back when she was wayward, really wayward. She looked different. She looked responsible. She is married. Has a child. Drives a car. Owns a shop in the plaza I went to by something. This world is a funny place. It’s amazing how someone's fortune can change immensely. We greeted and I left for work. On my way to the office, my boss sent me a text, asking why I come late to work these days. I didn’t reply. I got to the office and he was in one of his office-rearrangement mode. We haven’t rearranged our office in a long time.

First we went out to buy a big white board did a few changes here and there. When I came back I left with a carpenter to Akoka and the Tejuosho market. He is refurbishing the cushions in the office. What a pain for me. I cut a key for Chris so he wont have to wait for any of us. I had my doubt when I saw the key. Well I have been cutting keys before and they look exact but none has ever failed me. I headed back to the office via public bus. We were a couple of feets above the lagoon on third mainland bridge when the tire back tire exploded. I have not experienced this in a long time. One chic at the back screamed  'Jesus'. Probably the only 'Jesus' and only exclamation. She went on to yell at the driver not to match the brake! The driver wasn’t on top speed neither were there much traffic on the bridge.

Her screaming started getting annoying, one passenger had to ask her to calm down the driver is not stepping the brakes. The driver just coasting to a safe stop. The lady was so scared, she couldn’t admire the beauty of the lagoon like everyone else did. We switched buses. I branched at Shoprite to get lunch even though a text from my boss said they have lunch for me. You can’t be too careful you know. There was lunch for me alright, nothing wrong with having extra. I tasted the key and jackpot! It didn’t work. That's a first. I tried it several times, it was no use. I threw the damned thing away. 
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I need to change the way I live or live the way I change. That’s a quote I came up with today. I really mean it. Meanwhile I have been up for some time now. And my brain haphazardly zipped through the periphery of creative idea zone without any creative idea formulating compass. I prepared for work and vamanos.

There was no power in the office. This inefficiency has gotten out of hand. Everybody except the caretaker of the office complex wants to move. The caretaker is getting some perks which makes his charge significantly low. All the potential office space we found was more expensive than our current ill-maintained office building. First thing I did when the power was restored was to book the plane ticket to SA on SAA for Ifeanyi, it cost $1,055.14. It was late evening already.

My roomy couple weren’t home when I came in. They came back around 11pm.

Wednesday March 20 2013

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I need to change the way I live or live the way I change. That’s a quote I came up with today. I really mean it. Meanwhile I have been up for some time now. And my brain haphazardly zipped through the periphery of creative idea zone without any creative idea formulating compass. I prepared for work and vamanos.

There was no power in the office. This inefficiency has gotten out of hand. Everybody except the caretaker of the office complex wants to move. The caretaker is getting some perks which makes his charge significantly low. All the potential office space we found was more expensive than our current ill-maintained office building. First thing I did when the power was restored was to book the plane ticket to SA on SAA for Ifeanyi, it cost $1,055.14. It was late evening already.

My roomy couple weren’t home when I came in. They came back around 11pm.
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Friday, 15 March 2013

Im up early. Did my ritual, showered and left for work. I got to the office very early, never been this early in a long time. For some reason I have been playing the song 'Titanium' by David Guetta ft Sia over and over today. I went to Radisson Blu Hotel to meet my boss for some stuff he needs me to do. Hunger is already working hard in my belly. I called him as soon as I reached the hotel and he said he will get back to me in a few minutes. Its so charming and assuring the way he said it but my ear tingled with disapproval. I know that expression very well. Its means wait for me for God-knows-how -long and I dont have such luxury of time. I have alot I wanna do.

I waited for roughly one hour and sent him a text that I was leaving. He said ok. Then he said I should come. A third text message came saying I can go. What manner of confusion is this?? Ok Im on my way back to the office. I went straight to The Place instead, I gotta eat mehn! Ifeanyi was in the office when I got back. Chris isnt back from Apapa yet, he went to collect the bill of laden for the car he shipped in. Shit, he's looking for money badly to clear the car. I feel for him. I sacrificed the food to gods of my stomach which they accepted whole heartedly. We didnt do much. Another day to deal with power issue in the office. Ugo came back with some refreshments from the SEC meeting. We helped ourselves.

I got home to a horrible sight. The lifestyle of the couple squatting with extended their notoriety to the extent of causing cockroach infestation in my room. Should I still call it ''my room'' cuz it now lacks traces of my pampered care. You hardly see a single cockroach before their arrival. Now we share every inch of the room with roaches. So when I entered the room, I saw uncountable number of dead bodies. Dead bodies of cockroaches I mean. Some are not dead yet, they still locked in spiritual battle with death. It was a serious roach massacre. You can call it roach genocide. I guess Ibe sprayed a massive amount of insecticide in the room. You can barely breathe in here.

I just took my bath and sat to one corner with less roach carcass. I ain’t touching anything. They will clear the mess by themselves, its so annoying. About ten minutes later Ibe walked in. He asked when I came in, I told him. Then he asked me, ''You saw the room like this when you came in?'' My mind retorted in a flash ''No I didnt see the room like this when I came in. The room was spick and span then I grabbed million dead bodies from the roach morgue and splashed it all over the room'' The question didnt make any sense to me. That's a horrible attempt at starting a conversation if that was his aim. The sight of him sweeping the carcasses was the oddest thing I’ve ever seen, he never lifts a finger to clean the room before. I just focused on my communion with my laptop only moving occasionally to give for him. Sleep came in due time and I heed the call.

Wednesday March 6 2013

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Im up early. Did my ritual, showered and left for work. I got to the office very early, never been this early in a long time. For some reason I have been playing the song 'Titanium' by David Guetta ft Sia over and over today. I went to Radisson Blu Hotel to meet my boss for some stuff he needs me to do. Hunger is already working hard in my belly. I called him as soon as I reached the hotel and he said he will get back to me in a few minutes. Its so charming and assuring the way he said it but my ear tingled with disapproval. I know that expression very well. Its means wait for me for God-knows-how -long and I dont have such luxury of time. I have alot I wanna do.

I waited for roughly one hour and sent him a text that I was leaving. He said ok. Then he said I should come. A third text message came saying I can go. What manner of confusion is this?? Ok Im on my way back to the office. I went straight to The Place instead, I gotta eat mehn! Ifeanyi was in the office when I got back. Chris isnt back from Apapa yet, he went to collect the bill of laden for the car he shipped in. Shit, he's looking for money badly to clear the car. I feel for him. I sacrificed the food to gods of my stomach which they accepted whole heartedly. We didnt do much. Another day to deal with power issue in the office. Ugo came back with some refreshments from the SEC meeting. We helped ourselves.

I got home to a horrible sight. The lifestyle of the couple squatting with extended their notoriety to the extent of causing cockroach infestation in my room. Should I still call it ''my room'' cuz it now lacks traces of my pampered care. You hardly see a single cockroach before their arrival. Now we share every inch of the room with roaches. So when I entered the room, I saw uncountable number of dead bodies. Dead bodies of cockroaches I mean. Some are not dead yet, they still locked in spiritual battle with death. It was a serious roach massacre. You can call it roach genocide. I guess Ibe sprayed a massive amount of insecticide in the room. You can barely breathe in here.

I just took my bath and sat to one corner with less roach carcass. I ain’t touching anything. They will clear the mess by themselves, its so annoying. About ten minutes later Ibe walked in. He asked when I came in, I told him. Then he asked me, ''You saw the room like this when you came in?'' My mind retorted in a flash ''No I didnt see the room like this when I came in. The room was spick and span then I grabbed million dead bodies from the roach morgue and splashed it all over the room'' The question didnt make any sense to me. That's a horrible attempt at starting a conversation if that was his aim. The sight of him sweeping the carcasses was the oddest thing I’ve ever seen, he never lifts a finger to clean the room before. I just focused on my communion with my laptop only moving occasionally to give for him. Sleep came in due time and I heed the call.

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Thursday, 14 March 2013


Im up early. I have been up since 1:07am. There was no light, I stayed awake in the dark rummaging through my phone for stuffs to do. I listened to the radio on my phone and read a novel till I fell asleep again around 5:00am. My phone battery went dead, no power to juice it up. I woke again around 9:00am.

Performed my ritual. Left for work afterwards. I got to work really late. By the time I charged my phone I saw a bunch of sms and whatsapp messages. One of them was from Enque thanking me for lending an ear yesterday when we had the sob chat. I didn’t know I was that helpful, lending an ear can be a huge relief help. I was not very productive for the office today. I was very productive from a personal and leisure standpoint.

Tonight Im gonna work like mad on insurance presentation. I plan to go to school tomorrow. I dint go home early like yesterday. I went to see Cherrie. I think she whines or complains alot over things that I find trivial. I dont understand. I don’t need all that. I did just that.

Dear Diary: Wednesday 27-02-2013

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Im up early. I have been up since 1:07am. There was no light, I stayed awake in the dark rummaging through my phone for stuffs to do. I listened to the radio on my phone and read a novel till I fell asleep again around 5:00am. My phone battery went dead, no power to juice it up. I woke again around 9:00am.

Performed my ritual. Left for work afterwards. I got to work really late. By the time I charged my phone I saw a bunch of sms and whatsapp messages. One of them was from Enque thanking me for lending an ear yesterday when we had the sob chat. I didn’t know I was that helpful, lending an ear can be a huge relief help. I was not very productive for the office today. I was very productive from a personal and leisure standpoint.

Tonight Im gonna work like mad on insurance presentation. I plan to go to school tomorrow. I dint go home early like yesterday. I went to see Cherrie. I think she whines or complains alot over things that I find trivial. I dont understand. I don’t need all that. I did just that.

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Tuesday, 26 February 2013

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

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

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

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

Dear Diary: Wednesday 20-02-2013

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Dear Diary: Wednesday 13-02-2013

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

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

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

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

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

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

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