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Friday 14 June 2013


To each his own. What do you think about Kelly Hansome's tweet? I think its wrong to equate money to sex in a relationship. That dangerously sounds like you are paying for the sex. If that's the case then the relationship is that of a hooker and a customer.

Tweet of The Day On Finance & Romance

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To each his own. What do you think about Kelly Hansome's tweet? I think its wrong to equate money to sex in a relationship. That dangerously sounds like you are paying for the sex. If that's the case then the relationship is that of a hooker and a customer.

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Tiger Woods Ex, Elin Nordegren Angry About His Relationship With Lindsey Voon
US Weekly has this story that Tiger Woods’s ex-wife, Elin Nordegren, doesn’t approve of the golfer’s new relationship with Olympic ski star Lindsey Vonn. According to an Us Weekly source, Nordegren “hates Lindsey Vonn and everything about his romance.”

Tiger Woods Ex, Elin Nordegren Angry About His Relationship With Lindsey Voon
L -R Elin Nordegren & Lindsey Vonn
Last time I checked with my fine tooth comb Tiger Woods is a grown man who doesn't need permission from an ex that made lots of money off of him. Wait you cant stay with Tiger and you hate who is now. Is Elin Nordegren reacting out of love and for Tiger Woods or what

The source added that Nordegren is “angry Tiger even has visitation rights to the kids.” Woods and Nordegren have two kids – Sam, 5, and Charlie, 4. They divorced in 2010 after the world learned that Tiger wasn’t always at the practice range when he wasn’t home.

What does Woods think about Nordegren's anger? "He doesn't care about her," the source added. If I were Tiger Woods I wouldn't care about her too.

Tiger Woods Ex, Elin Nordegren Angry About His Relationship With Lindsey Voon

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Tiger Woods Ex, Elin Nordegren Angry About His Relationship With Lindsey Voon
US Weekly has this story that Tiger Woods’s ex-wife, Elin Nordegren, doesn’t approve of the golfer’s new relationship with Olympic ski star Lindsey Vonn. According to an Us Weekly source, Nordegren “hates Lindsey Vonn and everything about his romance.”

Tiger Woods Ex, Elin Nordegren Angry About His Relationship With Lindsey Voon
L -R Elin Nordegren & Lindsey Vonn
Last time I checked with my fine tooth comb Tiger Woods is a grown man who doesn't need permission from an ex that made lots of money off of him. Wait you cant stay with Tiger and you hate who is now. Is Elin Nordegren reacting out of love and for Tiger Woods or what

The source added that Nordegren is “angry Tiger even has visitation rights to the kids.” Woods and Nordegren have two kids – Sam, 5, and Charlie, 4. They divorced in 2010 after the world learned that Tiger wasn’t always at the practice range when he wasn’t home.

What does Woods think about Nordegren's anger? "He doesn't care about her," the source added. If I were Tiger Woods I wouldn't care about her too.
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Tuesday June 04 2013
The cold is killing me. This weather for two isn’t “werking” for me at the moment. I got drenched last night before I reached home. My sweet skinny frame is graciously built with very little subcutaneous fat, I’m at a loss at cushioning my body against cold. My body just absorbs cold easily like it gets paid a fortune to do so. I did my rituals and was gradually getting ready for work when my instinct asked me to go out.

I saw a workman fumigating the passage. That must be Tony my landlord doing this household fumigation. Note that my landlord is a bona fide tenant in the compound, he only sublet the back part of his flat. The workman went downstairs and was fumigating odd places where mosquitoes are prone, also they are places Tony would never touch before. I called the guy, it seems like you are fumigating the whole compound today. Why don’t you fumigate my room specially? Dude asked me to pay N1000. I'm like seriously? I know this is his side money. We haggled down like men to N500. The man came back upstairs to my room with his tools. It was pay-before-service before he did anything.

I hadn’t taken my birth then, bad mistake. Well I didn't have a choice or something. The toxic fume took over as expected. I felt a bit woozy and headache. I hurriedly dressed and left the toxic room. The toxic fume smell was all over me. It even over powered my cologne. I continued to feel light-headed. I got to work late. Meanwhile my boss called and sent a text when I was taking my bath which I didn’t reply until I boarded a bus to the office. He noticed the smell of toxic fume on me. That proved beyond reasonable and unreasonable doubt that I wasn’t lying. I paid for the tickets I booked yesterday. Put some money in my account. I got some food but still unable to do the police errand for Victory. Mehn, at the rate things are going will I ever have the opportunity to do it for him? I wonder. He called to let him know.

My instinct told me that Amara will come to the house to cook this evening and I need to warn her about the toxic fumes. If I let her know before hand, then she can be extra careful when preparing food in that environment. I had another thought, I shouldn’t bother with that definitely she’ll smell the notorious toxic fumes or see telltale sign of it. Yahya is back in town. He went to Beirut for a surgical operation on his leg. Imagine going to the gym to stay fit and coming with a shattered leg, it was a terrible accident. His right foot was bandaged up. Ifeanyi didn’t show up. Yesterday he just breezed in to say hi and breezed out.

My boss divided the PPM and worked on it while I worked on the presentation. The presentation is being modified almost every day to, he is not satisfied yet. Plus there are some really difficult to sought data that needs to go into the presentation. Lately I’ve been making remarkable progress on the thing. I need to call my father. I haven’t spoken to him in a while now. I put some post on my blog. We toiled until after seven o’clock before I went home.

I stopped briefly at Igbo Efon to see Caesar and Doc. I told Caesar the latest in accommodation palaver and he reiterated his resolve never to shelter anyone again in his one room self-contain unless it’s a bigger apartment with many rooms. He has gotten burnt a couple of times doing that.

I Need A Mental Fumigation To Rid My Mind Of Rodent And Pest Thoughts So I Can Have A Healthy Focus.

The toxic fume still hovered faintly in the room. My instinct was proved right once again when I got home. Amara indeed came around and she cooked jollof rice. My portion was in the pot as usual. I didn’t eat. I didn’t quite feel hungry. I went to straight to bed

Accidental Household Fumigation. I'll Try Mental Fumigation

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Tuesday June 04 2013
The cold is killing me. This weather for two isn’t “werking” for me at the moment. I got drenched last night before I reached home. My sweet skinny frame is graciously built with very little subcutaneous fat, I’m at a loss at cushioning my body against cold. My body just absorbs cold easily like it gets paid a fortune to do so. I did my rituals and was gradually getting ready for work when my instinct asked me to go out.

I saw a workman fumigating the passage. That must be Tony my landlord doing this household fumigation. Note that my landlord is a bona fide tenant in the compound, he only sublet the back part of his flat. The workman went downstairs and was fumigating odd places where mosquitoes are prone, also they are places Tony would never touch before. I called the guy, it seems like you are fumigating the whole compound today. Why don’t you fumigate my room specially? Dude asked me to pay N1000. I'm like seriously? I know this is his side money. We haggled down like men to N500. The man came back upstairs to my room with his tools. It was pay-before-service before he did anything.

I hadn’t taken my birth then, bad mistake. Well I didn't have a choice or something. The toxic fume took over as expected. I felt a bit woozy and headache. I hurriedly dressed and left the toxic room. The toxic fume smell was all over me. It even over powered my cologne. I continued to feel light-headed. I got to work late. Meanwhile my boss called and sent a text when I was taking my bath which I didn’t reply until I boarded a bus to the office. He noticed the smell of toxic fume on me. That proved beyond reasonable and unreasonable doubt that I wasn’t lying. I paid for the tickets I booked yesterday. Put some money in my account. I got some food but still unable to do the police errand for Victory. Mehn, at the rate things are going will I ever have the opportunity to do it for him? I wonder. He called to let him know.

My instinct told me that Amara will come to the house to cook this evening and I need to warn her about the toxic fumes. If I let her know before hand, then she can be extra careful when preparing food in that environment. I had another thought, I shouldn’t bother with that definitely she’ll smell the notorious toxic fumes or see telltale sign of it. Yahya is back in town. He went to Beirut for a surgical operation on his leg. Imagine going to the gym to stay fit and coming with a shattered leg, it was a terrible accident. His right foot was bandaged up. Ifeanyi didn’t show up. Yesterday he just breezed in to say hi and breezed out.

My boss divided the PPM and worked on it while I worked on the presentation. The presentation is being modified almost every day to, he is not satisfied yet. Plus there are some really difficult to sought data that needs to go into the presentation. Lately I’ve been making remarkable progress on the thing. I need to call my father. I haven’t spoken to him in a while now. I put some post on my blog. We toiled until after seven o’clock before I went home.

I stopped briefly at Igbo Efon to see Caesar and Doc. I told Caesar the latest in accommodation palaver and he reiterated his resolve never to shelter anyone again in his one room self-contain unless it’s a bigger apartment with many rooms. He has gotten burnt a couple of times doing that.

I Need A Mental Fumigation To Rid My Mind Of Rodent And Pest Thoughts So I Can Have A Healthy Focus.

The toxic fume still hovered faintly in the room. My instinct was proved right once again when I got home. Amara indeed came around and she cooked jollof rice. My portion was in the pot as usual. I didn’t eat. I didn’t quite feel hungry. I went to straight to bed
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Thursday 13 June 2013

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

If I Had A Car, This Rain Wouldn't Have Drenched Me!
Luckily this didn't happen to me though LOL! Poor girl. If I were the driver of that car, I wouldn't have done that either.
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Wednesday 12 June 2013

Sunday June 02 2013: Truth be told, I really like the peace and quiet of my room now. I did my morning rituals. Today’s church service holds at TBS Lagos. The Apapa Family holds is holding the annual service EXCEL Service. I attended VIM – Victory Inheritance Ministry instead. It rained the started drizzling, it’ll take a lot more than this drizzle to stop me from going to church today. I called Caesar to find out when to meet him at home and gave me 9:00am as usual. We made it in time before the end of praise and worship. Pastor Nelson Osewengie preached on a topic “I Have An Identity” It was a high octane session of undiluted insightful sharing of the knowledge of the good Lord and the world! By the way my identity is not subject to identity theft! If you don't know your identity it will be subject to abuse and misuse.

I ENJOYED THE SERVICE! I’m so glad I came here today. It was very refreshing. No offence to my pastor but I wish he can preach like this. I learnt a lot. He infused so many practical realistic examples to buttress his point which made the sermon very easy to digest. From start to finish it was worth it. it’s not good enough to know your identity but also make use of it. For those of you who don’t know, I Have An Identity Of Greatness! The church held different meetings after the service I had to wait. Ruth, Ese, Folake and Blessing are ushers here. Ruth didn’t come today, blame it on her ICAN exam. Ese and Folake had a little fall out which tried to resolve. It was a buyer-seller squabble over face powder.

From church we went to Spar. Caesar drove, Tony in the front seat, me in the middle flanked by Folake on my left and Blessing on my right at the back seat. We made fun of each other. Folake is a nice girl, she doesn’t talk too much but always speaks her mind. People that will talk my head off are not really my type. Blessing and Folake picked what they wanted they want and we left. If only I had my atm card I would’ve picked something as well. I didn’t have enough money on me. We dropped off Folake, I got dropped off too. First of, I donated my body to sleep. I stayed indoors throughout.

Amara came in the evening. She cooked jollof rice. I asked her about Ibe, she said he is fine. That’s good to hear. Caveat! I’m not asking so he can come back! I’m not asking cuz I miss him! Just wanna know if he is doing okay. Trust Ibe he will definitely understand it differently fortunately for me I don’t care. I’m only responsible for what I say and not responsible for he understands. I drifted off on my laptop.

“I Have An Identity” Service With Victory Inheritance Ministry

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Sunday June 02 2013: Truth be told, I really like the peace and quiet of my room now. I did my morning rituals. Today’s church service holds at TBS Lagos. The Apapa Family holds is holding the annual service EXCEL Service. I attended VIM – Victory Inheritance Ministry instead. It rained the started drizzling, it’ll take a lot more than this drizzle to stop me from going to church today. I called Caesar to find out when to meet him at home and gave me 9:00am as usual. We made it in time before the end of praise and worship. Pastor Nelson Osewengie preached on a topic “I Have An Identity” It was a high octane session of undiluted insightful sharing of the knowledge of the good Lord and the world! By the way my identity is not subject to identity theft! If you don't know your identity it will be subject to abuse and misuse.

I ENJOYED THE SERVICE! I’m so glad I came here today. It was very refreshing. No offence to my pastor but I wish he can preach like this. I learnt a lot. He infused so many practical realistic examples to buttress his point which made the sermon very easy to digest. From start to finish it was worth it. it’s not good enough to know your identity but also make use of it. For those of you who don’t know, I Have An Identity Of Greatness! The church held different meetings after the service I had to wait. Ruth, Ese, Folake and Blessing are ushers here. Ruth didn’t come today, blame it on her ICAN exam. Ese and Folake had a little fall out which tried to resolve. It was a buyer-seller squabble over face powder.

From church we went to Spar. Caesar drove, Tony in the front seat, me in the middle flanked by Folake on my left and Blessing on my right at the back seat. We made fun of each other. Folake is a nice girl, she doesn’t talk too much but always speaks her mind. People that will talk my head off are not really my type. Blessing and Folake picked what they wanted they want and we left. If only I had my atm card I would’ve picked something as well. I didn’t have enough money on me. We dropped off Folake, I got dropped off too. First of, I donated my body to sleep. I stayed indoors throughout.

Amara came in the evening. She cooked jollof rice. I asked her about Ibe, she said he is fine. That’s good to hear. Caveat! I’m not asking so he can come back! I’m not asking cuz I miss him! Just wanna know if he is doing okay. Trust Ibe he will definitely understand it differently fortunately for me I don’t care. I’m only responsible for what I say and not responsible for he understands. I drifted off on my laptop.
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Monday 10 June 2013

Awesome Golf Picnic At Lakowe Lakes: A Family Leisure And Bonding Time
What a Colourful Scenery
Saturday June 01 2013: I woke up late I think. Rendezvous time at Ugo's house is 7:30am I woke up a 6:30am. I'm so not feeling this golf game today probably cuz I'm not going to play. I called Ifeanyi, he didn't pick. I felt weak. I probably weakened by last night's nightmare battle royal. I managed to shower and dress up. I called Ugo to know the status he gave me the green to head to his house. I got their before most people and I thought I might be the last.

Awesome Golf Picnic At Lakowe Lakes: A Family Leisure And Bonding Time
Driving Range of Lakowe Lakes
Awesome Golf Picnic At Lakowe Lakes: A Family Leisure And Bonding Time
Lakowe Lakes Fancy Roundabout
Awesome Golf Picnic At Lakowe Lakes: A Family Leisure And Bonding Time
Driving Range Full of Lovely Kids
It was colourful as everybody came with family, beautiful wives and kids and a grandma. I came alone, no girlfriend. I invited Lara yesterday but she declined, reason she had stuff to do today. We left Ugo's house in flamboyant convoy for Lakowe Lakes around eight o'clock. I was in Seyi's SUV the second to last car. Ugo's blue Prado was the last car. I sat at with Seyi’s two kids, a boy and a girl. The trip started on very smooth note, very lovely weather, I pray it ends that way. At Igbo Efon roundabout Seyi turned round back home as I was trying to attach a reasonable reason to what he did, he told me. There's a warning light glowing on his dashboard, being a cautious human being he wants to switch cars.

Awesome Golf Picnic At Lakowe Lakes: A Family Leisure And Bonding Time
Lakowe Lakes Club House
Golf Carts at Lakowe Lakes
Golf Carts at Lakowe Lakes
I wonder if we would've switched cars if he had only one car. We are back on the road, different car same trip. It was a bit long but we made it in one healthy piece. The house is over full, boisterous laughter tore through atmosphere in the club house.  Kids were running around playfully everywhere. We joined the rest of crew. Breakfast first as usual and it’s a buffet. First I took two pieces of yams, two pieces of beef, three short hotdogs, beans and an apple. I finished that took two bread buns, juice, two small meat pies and two eggs omelet. I feel full.

I can consume a lot more you know lol but let me play gentle man for now lol. After we all had enough breakfast, it was driving range and golfing time. We all trooped to the driving range. I'm not sure this place has seen a crowd like this before. The kids were running about. The weather was so sweet. It was too good to be true actually. It created a really lovely serene scene. If I had a camera I would've taken lots of shots. I took some shots with my phone. I love scenery views, the sight stimulates the romantic side of me. I’m down on one knee asking Mother Nature, will you marry me? LOL!

Awesome Golf Picnic At Lakowe Lakes: A Family Leisure And Bonding Time
Lake Area Center
Awesome Golf Picnic At Lakowe Lakes: A Family Leisure And Bonding Time
Lake Area East
Awesome Golf Picnic At Lakowe Lakes: A Family Leisure And Bonding Time
Lake Area West
On our way to the driving range we met these four lovely ducks. They didn't mind us taking pictures of them. As a matter of fact I think they posed for the pictures like a media publicity obsessed celebrities
Awesome Golf Picnic At Lakowe Lakes: A Family Leisure And Bonding Time
Celebrity Ducks
Awesome Golf Picnic At Lakowe Lakes: A Family Leisure And Bonding Time
Celebrity Ducks
Awesome Golf Picnic At Lakowe Lakes: A Family Leisure And Bonding Time
Celebrity Ducks
Gradually the weather changed then a lightening flashed. The guy in charge of the range pulled the plug. He said more lightning bolts will flash and we don’t wanna wait till then before dashing to safety. Come on man we just got to the range. We retraced our steps. Just like he said more thunder bolts raced across the skies. It’s actually exciting to watch this lightning bolts flash across the sky. I was a few meters away from the clubhouse. Quickly I dashed inside faster than Usain Bolt would.

Heaven let lose around 10:20am the rain fell so heavily. From the clubhouse which has a glass or transparent walls, you can see how heavy it was. It rained hard and long. The last time we came here it rained in the morning before a great weather embellished the skies and the whole day. This time around it was the reverse. The day started with a great weather which deteriorated at the height of pleasure trip.

Awesome Golf Picnic At Lakowe Lakes: A Family Leisure And Bonding Time
Good Weather Gone Bad
You can plan a pretty picnic but you can’t predict the weather. We waited it out at the clubhouse. Everyone indulged in one thing or another like taking pictures, group discussions, drinking the drinks meant for refreshment during the golf game. The rain refused to stop completely. We took a rain check with the management since there is no refund. We’ll plan another date to golf it out lol. So that was how our Saturday at Lakowe Lakes came to an end we didn’t hope for.


Seyi dropped me off at Igbo Efon. I bought one Kukere 4 Christ CD and went home. Before I reached home I saw Deborah. Instantly that dream played in my head. I just watched her very closely as if to spot even a microscopic telltale sign on her. Of course none was visible. I stayed indoors through the day. Frank came in the evening to collect the right hard drive for the Toshiba laptop I dashed him. I gave him the wrong hard disk the last time we met.

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Awesome Golf Picnic At Lakowe Lakes: A Family Leisure And Bonding Time
Family Trooping to the Driving Range
Awesome Golf Picnic At Lakowe Lakes: A Family Leisure And Bonding Time
Golf Driving Range
Awesome Golf Picnic At Lakowe Lakes: A Family Leisure And Bonding Time
Fantastic Golf Weather



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

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Awesome Golf Picnic At Lakowe Lakes: A Family Leisure And Bonding Time
What a Colourful Scenery
Saturday June 01 2013: I woke up late I think. Rendezvous time at Ugo's house is 7:30am I woke up a 6:30am. I'm so not feeling this golf game today probably cuz I'm not going to play. I called Ifeanyi, he didn't pick. I felt weak. I probably weakened by last night's nightmare battle royal. I managed to shower and dress up. I called Ugo to know the status he gave me the green to head to his house. I got their before most people and I thought I might be the last.

Awesome Golf Picnic At Lakowe Lakes: A Family Leisure And Bonding Time
Driving Range of Lakowe Lakes
Awesome Golf Picnic At Lakowe Lakes: A Family Leisure And Bonding Time
Lakowe Lakes Fancy Roundabout
Awesome Golf Picnic At Lakowe Lakes: A Family Leisure And Bonding Time
Driving Range Full of Lovely Kids
It was colourful as everybody came with family, beautiful wives and kids and a grandma. I came alone, no girlfriend. I invited Lara yesterday but she declined, reason she had stuff to do today. We left Ugo's house in flamboyant convoy for Lakowe Lakes around eight o'clock. I was in Seyi's SUV the second to last car. Ugo's blue Prado was the last car. I sat at with Seyi’s two kids, a boy and a girl. The trip started on very smooth note, very lovely weather, I pray it ends that way. At Igbo Efon roundabout Seyi turned round back home as I was trying to attach a reasonable reason to what he did, he told me. There's a warning light glowing on his dashboard, being a cautious human being he wants to switch cars.

Awesome Golf Picnic At Lakowe Lakes: A Family Leisure And Bonding Time
Lakowe Lakes Club House
Golf Carts at Lakowe Lakes
Golf Carts at Lakowe Lakes
I wonder if we would've switched cars if he had only one car. We are back on the road, different car same trip. It was a bit long but we made it in one healthy piece. The house is over full, boisterous laughter tore through atmosphere in the club house.  Kids were running around playfully everywhere. We joined the rest of crew. Breakfast first as usual and it’s a buffet. First I took two pieces of yams, two pieces of beef, three short hotdogs, beans and an apple. I finished that took two bread buns, juice, two small meat pies and two eggs omelet. I feel full.

I can consume a lot more you know lol but let me play gentle man for now lol. After we all had enough breakfast, it was driving range and golfing time. We all trooped to the driving range. I'm not sure this place has seen a crowd like this before. The kids were running about. The weather was so sweet. It was too good to be true actually. It created a really lovely serene scene. If I had a camera I would've taken lots of shots. I took some shots with my phone. I love scenery views, the sight stimulates the romantic side of me. I’m down on one knee asking Mother Nature, will you marry me? LOL!

Awesome Golf Picnic At Lakowe Lakes: A Family Leisure And Bonding Time
Lake Area Center
Awesome Golf Picnic At Lakowe Lakes: A Family Leisure And Bonding Time
Lake Area East
Awesome Golf Picnic At Lakowe Lakes: A Family Leisure And Bonding Time
Lake Area West
On our way to the driving range we met these four lovely ducks. They didn't mind us taking pictures of them. As a matter of fact I think they posed for the pictures like a media publicity obsessed celebrities
Awesome Golf Picnic At Lakowe Lakes: A Family Leisure And Bonding Time
Celebrity Ducks
Awesome Golf Picnic At Lakowe Lakes: A Family Leisure And Bonding Time
Celebrity Ducks
Awesome Golf Picnic At Lakowe Lakes: A Family Leisure And Bonding Time
Celebrity Ducks
Gradually the weather changed then a lightening flashed. The guy in charge of the range pulled the plug. He said more lightning bolts will flash and we don’t wanna wait till then before dashing to safety. Come on man we just got to the range. We retraced our steps. Just like he said more thunder bolts raced across the skies. It’s actually exciting to watch this lightning bolts flash across the sky. I was a few meters away from the clubhouse. Quickly I dashed inside faster than Usain Bolt would.

Heaven let lose around 10:20am the rain fell so heavily. From the clubhouse which has a glass or transparent walls, you can see how heavy it was. It rained hard and long. The last time we came here it rained in the morning before a great weather embellished the skies and the whole day. This time around it was the reverse. The day started with a great weather which deteriorated at the height of pleasure trip.

Awesome Golf Picnic At Lakowe Lakes: A Family Leisure And Bonding Time
Good Weather Gone Bad
You can plan a pretty picnic but you can’t predict the weather. We waited it out at the clubhouse. Everyone indulged in one thing or another like taking pictures, group discussions, drinking the drinks meant for refreshment during the golf game. The rain refused to stop completely. We took a rain check with the management since there is no refund. We’ll plan another date to golf it out lol. So that was how our Saturday at Lakowe Lakes came to an end we didn’t hope for.


Seyi dropped me off at Igbo Efon. I bought one Kukere 4 Christ CD and went home. Before I reached home I saw Deborah. Instantly that dream played in my head. I just watched her very closely as if to spot even a microscopic telltale sign on her. Of course none was visible. I stayed indoors through the day. Frank came in the evening to collect the right hard drive for the Toshiba laptop I dashed him. I gave him the wrong hard disk the last time we met.

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Awesome Golf Picnic At Lakowe Lakes: A Family Leisure And Bonding Time
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How The Succubus Attacked On Friday Night!
Last night sleep turned out action-packed. It was action-packed in scary way. It's frighteningly amazing how you don't know what goes on when you are asleep. The phrase ''sleep is the cousin of death'' captures it clearly. Have you ever wondered how or why you never know the beginning of your dream, you realize it’s a dream after the dream advances. It does puzzle me. Or why do we wake up from a nightmare sweating? Does the struggle in the dream use your energy in the physical? There are so many things about sleep and dreams that man doesn’t know and may never know.

From where I can remember, I closed my door as my new neighbour Deborah came in. She went straight to the bed. I was like it's gonna be good time. I didn't expect that anyway but I gotta take advantage of the opportunity. She teasingly took off her shirt revealing a small singlet. I joined her on the bed, a gleam of excitement in my eye, fully testosterone energized in anticipation of the pleasure to come. We were not naked though.

She got on top of me wearing the most seductive and teasing smile and said in cold lifeless tone; ''You have no idea who you are getting involved with and you still go ahead to do it'' Then I notice her upper body elongating like a snake. I knew then that this was a dream, to be precise a nightmare. I started screaming the powerful name of Jesus, Blood of Jesus. I was screaming my lungs out but the sound was drowned. I continued to scream and struggle to get off her grip and ultimately to wake up.

With all ounce of energy I was forcing my eyes to open. It was like trying to use my mind to pull down a reinforced brick wall. I didn't give up fighting for my life. Then my eyes opened. I was sweating and panting. I felt like a huge weight was bearing crushingly down on me. The crushing feeling gradually left me. I looked around the room forensically like a spiritual CSI expert. I didn't see anything out of the ordinary physically but I felt like something extraordinary just left the room. I was dazed for a while trying regain my composure. I kept wondering why did the succubus attack me?

 How The Succubus Attacked On Friday Night!
According to medieval folklore, a SUCCUBUS is a demon that takes the form of a woman in order to have intercourse with a man in his dreams. The name comes from Old Latin, and means “to lie under.” In Islamic superstition, there is a similar demon called the qarinah or karina, and in ancient Middle Eastern cultures Lilith was the night demon's name. Whichever name is used, the essential qualities are the same: a demon who tempts men sexually at night and who tries to kill infants at birth.
The Bible in Proverbs 2:18-19, describes the dangers of the seductress or “strange woman” which is similar to SUCCUBUS.

I read somewhere that ‘SUCCUBUSES’ are drawn to those that are going through a “Emotionally Struggling” period in a guy’s life. One thing was really disturbing.  Am I emotionally struggling? Why did I see Deborah's face? Again why did this succubus attack? She has been to my room a couple of times. She has used my fridge to store her food, drank water from my dispenser, etc. I have never hit on her and don’t really intend to. I prayed about the dream seriously. Towards the end of the prayer I started to drift a bit, I used all my energy to focus till I finished the prayer and slept off immediately. I didn’t dream again.

Why Did The Succubus Attack?

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How The Succubus Attacked On Friday Night!
Last night sleep turned out action-packed. It was action-packed in scary way. It's frighteningly amazing how you don't know what goes on when you are asleep. The phrase ''sleep is the cousin of death'' captures it clearly. Have you ever wondered how or why you never know the beginning of your dream, you realize it’s a dream after the dream advances. It does puzzle me. Or why do we wake up from a nightmare sweating? Does the struggle in the dream use your energy in the physical? There are so many things about sleep and dreams that man doesn’t know and may never know.

From where I can remember, I closed my door as my new neighbour Deborah came in. She went straight to the bed. I was like it's gonna be good time. I didn't expect that anyway but I gotta take advantage of the opportunity. She teasingly took off her shirt revealing a small singlet. I joined her on the bed, a gleam of excitement in my eye, fully testosterone energized in anticipation of the pleasure to come. We were not naked though.

She got on top of me wearing the most seductive and teasing smile and said in cold lifeless tone; ''You have no idea who you are getting involved with and you still go ahead to do it'' Then I notice her upper body elongating like a snake. I knew then that this was a dream, to be precise a nightmare. I started screaming the powerful name of Jesus, Blood of Jesus. I was screaming my lungs out but the sound was drowned. I continued to scream and struggle to get off her grip and ultimately to wake up.

With all ounce of energy I was forcing my eyes to open. It was like trying to use my mind to pull down a reinforced brick wall. I didn't give up fighting for my life. Then my eyes opened. I was sweating and panting. I felt like a huge weight was bearing crushingly down on me. The crushing feeling gradually left me. I looked around the room forensically like a spiritual CSI expert. I didn't see anything out of the ordinary physically but I felt like something extraordinary just left the room. I was dazed for a while trying regain my composure. I kept wondering why did the succubus attack me?

 How The Succubus Attacked On Friday Night!
According to medieval folklore, a SUCCUBUS is a demon that takes the form of a woman in order to have intercourse with a man in his dreams. The name comes from Old Latin, and means “to lie under.” In Islamic superstition, there is a similar demon called the qarinah or karina, and in ancient Middle Eastern cultures Lilith was the night demon's name. Whichever name is used, the essential qualities are the same: a demon who tempts men sexually at night and who tries to kill infants at birth.
The Bible in Proverbs 2:18-19, describes the dangers of the seductress or “strange woman” which is similar to SUCCUBUS.

I read somewhere that ‘SUCCUBUSES’ are drawn to those that are going through a “Emotionally Struggling” period in a guy’s life. One thing was really disturbing.  Am I emotionally struggling? Why did I see Deborah's face? Again why did this succubus attack? She has been to my room a couple of times. She has used my fridge to store her food, drank water from my dispenser, etc. I have never hit on her and don’t really intend to. I prayed about the dream seriously. Towards the end of the prayer I started to drift a bit, I used all my energy to focus till I finished the prayer and slept off immediately. I didn’t dream again.
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