Tuesday, 12 January 2016

I Am Me


I Am Me
 
I Am Me

When I was little, we were asked what we wanted to be when we grow up

And while my friends were busy shouting, Doctor, Engineer, Lawyer, I said “I want to be a business tycoon when I grow up”

My teacher looked at me disappointed for giving such a horrible answer

This made me feel as though I had announced of having cancer

I lowered my head in shame, to avoid the pitiful glares of my fellow classmate

But then my best friend said to me in game “you are insane in a good way mate”

He said “do not let them decide the future for you”

“Rather, make them see good being unique is for your”

I lifted up my head from where I had hidden my face in shame

And swore that no man would make me feel this shame again.

I am me!

Saturday, 2 January 2016

Year 2016



Year 2016

I had hoped to post this stuff earlier but then I live in a developing country where many factors can hinder your plans, but nevertheless i still get to post it.
First of all I want to say a little thing about this stuff called “New Year Resolution”.

New Year Resolutions

They are promises people make to themselves mostly at the turn of the year which they intend to keep till the year runs out, at least that’s the idea.

Reasons why it often fails

The main reason why this promises or guidelines are often broken includes;

Tuesday, 29 December 2015

The Thrills of High School Reunions


The Thrills of High School Reunions

Many at times in life, we start to miss the people with whom we have shared the better part of lives.
We tend to miss the same people whom we used to detest when we were with them,We miss the guys whom we fought with when we were in high school,We start to miss the same girl who used to rat us out to our form mistress for noise making or for disturbing her.We tend to miss the same guy who snatched our high school heartthrob from you.We begin miss the same girl who insulted us in front of your peers just because you wanted to date her.

Wednesday, 23 December 2015

Sufferings of a Nigerian Student


 Sufferings of a Nigerian Student
Students taking lectures sitting on the floor

I wanted to write about the African student but I decided to write this one first since “charity they say begins at home”.

Being a student in Nigeria is the most herculean task I know.

You first start from the kindergarten, then spend three years in the nursery school, then six years in both primary and secondary schools, then another four, five or six years in the university, depending on your course and of course you can leave out the years when the teachers would go on strike due to one issue or the other with the government.

That’s a complete total of at least twenty years if you didn’t repeat any class along the line.

Monday, 30 November 2015

OPPORTUNITY COMES BUT ONCE?!! THAT'S JUST CRAP!!!

OPPORTUNITY COMES BUT ONCE?!! THAT’S JUST CRAP!!!

I have heard people said that crap since I was a kid, that opportunities comes just once in life and I did actually believe them then.

Right from my primary school days I was taught that opportunity come just once, I was taught that in both classrooms, seminars, church etc. and then as a kid i did believe it.

So I did what every other kid did, I was always on the watch for that opportunity, ready to pounce on it once it come but then In my wait for this opportunity that was supposed to show up just once I got older and then realized something more important.

Please my good readers, whenever someone tells you that opportunity comes just once I need you to do one thing for me, slap the hell out of that person so as to wake him or her from their slumber.