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Sunday 4 August 2013

Life Experience: Let The Dead Bury The Dead
Tuesday June 18 2013
Life experiences can worth a fortune. Seriously we need go through some of these experiences in life ourself. It's like dying, you die for yourself. In a telephone conversation Monday night with Chioma, I narrated to her in brief detail starting with his stupid text, the journey so far with sheltering the Ibes’. She was surprised at the text. Who wouldn't be. How can he even think of such insanely ridiculous thing. She requested Ibe's number to call him. Knowing Ibe, I advised her against it. After much pressure from her I obliged her the number. The call turned out exactly as I expected, no headway. Honestly I'm glad I had this life experience, I learnt a lot.

To my amazement though Ibe didn't go right off the bat to spew sh*t on her but he implied he is ready to spew sh*t if she bothers him again. He also LIED through his teeth that he has confronted me before about sleeping with his wife and did nothing. Chioma relayed all this to me. I got really infuriated. Now I removed the spare key finally. On my way to work Ibe called me and was like am I ready to talk. That if I’m ready to talk I should call him and not send my road dogs to call him. Before I could say a word he hung the phone on me. What is there to talk about with him? I ain't got nothing to say to you. Let the dead bury the dead.

I'm still learning more things from this unpleasant life experience. Everything you do is right. Everything I do is wrong. Keep living in that wisdom that shackles your muddled mind. I don't have time to prove how wrong or right I am to you. In zero consequence situation, I tell the truth as usual but I do not care whether people believe it or not. I just tell it so the fellow concerned will hear, you have a choice to believe me or not. It doesn't matter what you believe. I'm deeply satisfied in my soul and conscience that I told you the truth. In this case I've told the truth, "I'm tired of this association. Your lifestyle is suffocating and strangling me"



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Life Experience: Let The Dead Bury The Dead
Tuesday June 18 2013
Life experiences can worth a fortune. Seriously we need go through some of these experiences in life ourself. It's like dying, you die for yourself. In a telephone conversation Monday night with Chioma, I narrated to her in brief detail starting with his stupid text, the journey so far with sheltering the Ibes’. She was surprised at the text. Who wouldn't be. How can he even think of such insanely ridiculous thing. She requested Ibe's number to call him. Knowing Ibe, I advised her against it. After much pressure from her I obliged her the number. The call turned out exactly as I expected, no headway. Honestly I'm glad I had this life experience, I learnt a lot.

To my amazement though Ibe didn't go right off the bat to spew sh*t on her but he implied he is ready to spew sh*t if she bothers him again. He also LIED through his teeth that he has confronted me before about sleeping with his wife and did nothing. Chioma relayed all this to me. I got really infuriated. Now I removed the spare key finally. On my way to work Ibe called me and was like am I ready to talk. That if I’m ready to talk I should call him and not send my road dogs to call him. Before I could say a word he hung the phone on me. What is there to talk about with him? I ain't got nothing to say to you. Let the dead bury the dead.

I'm still learning more things from this unpleasant life experience. Everything you do is right. Everything I do is wrong. Keep living in that wisdom that shackles your muddled mind. I don't have time to prove how wrong or right I am to you. In zero consequence situation, I tell the truth as usual but I do not care whether people believe it or not. I just tell it so the fellow concerned will hear, you have a choice to believe me or not. It doesn't matter what you believe. I'm deeply satisfied in my soul and conscience that I told you the truth. In this case I've told the truth, "I'm tired of this association. Your lifestyle is suffocating and strangling me"



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Thursday 11 April 2013



I greeted the day a little early. I used that time to read one of MBA 804 materials I made a copy of yesterday. There was another textbook which I'm sure is somewhere in my box of textbooks. It didn’t take me long to find it. The exercise helped me rearrange that closet. So I killed three birds with one stone, I found the book, rearranged and decluttered the closet. I went to work late, my boss went to the embassy in search of visa.

Watch: Hilarious Video! Frank Donga's Travel Visa Application Interview

I was all alone in the office. Done with office task I focused on personal stuff. He didn’t give me any task to do anyway. I read. I browsed. He swung by around few  minutes after four to pick the internet modem.  The bus I boarded looked like a boys brigade tour bus. A full bus with no single female passenger. Mehn the bus had very strong, pure, raw, concentrated ''Adam'' scent lol. My life experience keeps getting interesting.

I branched at Doc's place. I gave his son a toy horse. A few days ago I gave him an incredible hulk toy. The elder son was now telling me he would love to visit me to know where I stay so he can pack all remaining toys lol. I went home and started reading my book. Ibe and his wife weren’t around. They came in separately later.

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

I had an interview over the phone with one chic friend of mine. That’s what she called it. It was a fun session of texting back and forth. She'll text the question and I text back the answer. We did that till I didn’t see any more questions, I guess she fell asleep. I also hit the sack.



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I greeted the day a little early. I used that time to read one of MBA 804 materials I made a copy of yesterday. There was another textbook which I'm sure is somewhere in my box of textbooks. It didn’t take me long to find it. The exercise helped me rearrange that closet. So I killed three birds with one stone, I found the book, rearranged and decluttered the closet. I went to work late, my boss went to the embassy in search of visa.

Watch: Hilarious Video! Frank Donga's Travel Visa Application Interview

I was all alone in the office. Done with office task I focused on personal stuff. He didn’t give me any task to do anyway. I read. I browsed. He swung by around few  minutes after four to pick the internet modem.  The bus I boarded looked like a boys brigade tour bus. A full bus with no single female passenger. Mehn the bus had very strong, pure, raw, concentrated ''Adam'' scent lol. My life experience keeps getting interesting.

I branched at Doc's place. I gave his son a toy horse. A few days ago I gave him an incredible hulk toy. The elder son was now telling me he would love to visit me to know where I stay so he can pack all remaining toys lol. I went home and started reading my book. Ibe and his wife weren’t around. They came in separately later.

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

I had an interview over the phone with one chic friend of mine. That’s what she called it. It was a fun session of texting back and forth. She'll text the question and I text back the answer. We did that till I didn’t see any more questions, I guess she fell asleep. I also hit the sack.



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