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My friend; Tejumade writes really well and she has decided to grace us today with a review of her 2013.

 

 

Errmmm…. I’m not a writer so please just manage this my write-up;

 

My 2013 started with fear. My 2nd MB was coming up in February and I wasn’t prepared plus I had a great challenge in the 1st MB…. Anyway, my hardest exam in med school came (And yes! What we heard from our seniors was true. It was the most stressful 10 days of my life)…the results were released in April and guess what?! I passed all my 5 papers at ONCE! Most people were surprised at my besty and I because we aren’t exactly the regular medical students (if you know what I mean)…. I can’t even remember the last time I was in the library.

I was soooo happy! In fact, I’m still very much excited.

 

May came and I was in 400level… Yaay!! The most anticipated year for every medical student but guess what? This time around, our seniors lied. There was no lounging Kankan! There was a particular day I was in the theater for over 24hours!

Obs&Gynae came and I witnessed so many caesarean sections (CS) and Spontaneous Vaginal Deliveries (SVD).. It was a really beautiful thing to b part of bringing a tiny cute somebody into the world. In fact, I can perform a delivery now…CS or SVD! Bring it on!

It wasn’t fun all the way though, I lost a patient while ambubagging. She was unconscious and went into multiorgan failure but I still had hope she was going to survive and I had to announce the time of death…

There was also this lady who walked into the Gynecology clinic; About 5”9, very fair, probably a 40DD with mighty hips. A graduate who finished with a first class. One of the kind of people that you pray to never come across your boyfriend. But guess what? She had never menstruated and she was 24!… The wicked registrar I was assigned to that day told me to break the news that she was never gonna have a baby to her..felt terrible doing it.

 

Many a time, I was harassed by the male doctors..

“Why do you have come to bed eyes?”

“This your mouth is for kissing”

“Why are you this fair?”
“Are you a virgin?”

“Are you sure you’re for medicine or modeling?”

I hated it all especially when it got down to; “Will you be in your hostel tonight?”

“I’ll love to take you out”

There was even a day I was crying because one registrar asked for my number.

Well, as time went on I got to like it because I could use them to fill my logbook. Don’t call me a user.

 

Pediatrics came and I made up my mind that it was going to be my specialty after school. I just really want to help kids and make money too (of course). Plus people that know me know that I’m soooo skinny and tiny. I look 13 so lemme kuku help my sizes.. lol

 

Medicine rotation came up and it was boring! So let me forward to surgery.

The almighty surgery came and it was very stressful but mehn I loved every bit of it! From helping the registrars in the emergency room in doing the ATLS to doing nephrectomies, herniorraphies, circumcisions, stabilizing fractures, and intussusceptions to  the Tutorials with Dr. Osinowo (I have a serious crush on him)…It was fun all the way. Shout out to the best registrar ever! Dr. Ogbeide (@sazzywazzy).., Surgery rotation made me realize that if I ever end up marrying a medic, it’s gonna be a surgeon.

 

Apparently, I did 3 classes in one year. 30, 400 and now, 500.

Finally in 500level and I have gone from having 5year seniors in school to having just one. Supercool shey!

 

2013 taught me so many things but my main lessons were;

  • Being healthy is not a right, It is God’s will. Since I start going to the hospital I realized that the people on sick beds did not choose to be that way. So I’ve been doing less of complaining and more of appreciating.
  • Also, the courage and wisdom to know when to let go. I understood what love is really about. When you love someone and the person loves you back and then love chooses to leave, don’t force it, just let go. There is a reason for everything and time will tell BUT time itself will choose the moment. Love is truly a gift that comes and goes. Also, You DO NOT choose love, love chooses YOU.
  • Expectation is the beginning of problems. Never expect anything from anyone so you don’t get disappointed. Even yourself! You never know what you’re capable of doing.!
  • Patience. I was too impulsive, but now, I calm down, think and then act.

 

I want to thank God for having amazing friends who are always stupid even when things are supposed to be serious; Bukky, Ife, Kemi, Habeebah & Bibi.

Although 2013 was full of ups and downs, It was by far my best year ever…

 

As for resolutions, I’m not making any! I broke the last ones before January 10th but im gonna make sure I have fun everyday of 2014. Afterall, you only live once!

                                                                                                                                     

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So you’ll know I’m still alive, I give you a beautiful poem by the beautiful Farida Jinadu she blogs at faridajinadu.wordpress.com

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Trust Issues.

I’m not perfect
And I don’t pretend to be
I face the reality of my life
And take my flaws for what they are

I know my strengths
And weaknesses
I take criticism well
And I try to be good

The one thing I am unable to do
The one thing that should come easily
The most important thing
Is to trust unconditionally

I’m completely unable to do it
I’ve tried so many times
And failed woefully
Because when the chips are down
The only person I trust is me

Well, I chose this as the topic because of there are some people who follow a trend, whether or not its right they don’t mind and they do this stuffs mostly out of Ignorance OR because ‘this and that’ celebrity is doing it.
Most times there are things I see people wearing or doing and I’m like; Oh well… If only they knew.

1) SAGGING:


The thing I really don’t get about this ‘trend’ is when it became fashionable to show one’s underwear, just like the ladies who enjoy showing us their bra straps. By now everyone should know that sagging actually started in American prisons because prisoners were not allowed to wear belts. But its so stupid that it has become a ‘fashion trend’ among guys.

Some guys put their trousers below their butt! To be honest, whenever I see a guy sagging it sorta seems like they’ve poo-ed in their trousers. What most of them don’t know is that it makes them look retarded and stupid.

The irritating thing is that when some of these guys sag, their boxers are either worn out or its one of those fake designers’ boxers.
If you must really sag, fine, sag but please if it reaches your butt OR below your butt then its a HUGE TURNOFF.

2) SHAVING OFF EYEBROWS:


This is one of the most dastardly acts ever! Its really crazy, like why would a woman in her right senses shave off her eyebrows and ‘draw’ them back on! like TF?

Your eyebrows are there for a purpose, if you don’t like the way they are you are only supposed to SHAPEN them, not SHAVE them all off!
The worst thing is that some women ‘draw’ different colours of eyepencils (brown, green and red) in place of eyebrows and its really sickening.
While others draw their ‘fake eyebrows’ as long as telephone wires that it reaches up to their hairlines, others make it curve to the extent that it looks like a curve of parabola drawn on a graph. *sighs *smh

The point is that most of them (if not all) don’t know it makes them appear really cheap and ignorant. Sometimes, I even wonder what some of these women see whenever their reflection stares back at them from in a mirror, when they’re done dressing up.

(Editor’s side note: Ladies that fix their eyelashes and they look as if their eyelids are gonna fall off.. That shii cray)

3)POUTING:


Its like pouting has become the new way of taking pictures for some people, I mean they feel if they don’t pout, the picture just ‘isn’t okay’.
Most people pout just because they see international celebrities doing the same and they don’t know why it is being done.

White people pout to make their lips Fuller. But we Africans, already have full lips so why pout?

The pictures i’ve seen mostly on twitter, makes me wonder. I have seen avatars of girls with really full lips with red lipstick ‘smeared’ on it pouting, using red lipstick when you’ve got really full lips is a blunder on its own then pouting with it?! Horrible!, even girls with black lips are not left out, its nobody’s fault if you’ve got black lips but applying alot of lipgloss on and pouting is sooo not sexy (or isn’t that why most of them pout, to look sexy?)
If you fall into this group of girls, you deserve to go under the guillotine.
What most of you ‘pouters’ don’t know is that making your lips ‘long’ could actually lead to being permanently ‘long-mouthed’- {This is an UberFact (._. )}, just like that of Ant-eater.

4) FEMALE DOGS AND SLAVES:

Yes, this has alot to do with the topic, alot of people are very guilty of this crime.
Most people use this word without even thinking twice and they feel its okay to use the word ‘bitch’ afterall it has become acceptable.

Last time i checked, the word ‘BITCH’ means A FEMALE DOG!. I thought calling someone a ‘bitch’ used to be the lowest level of insults, that’s like saying someone is nasty, a hoe, and uncultured girl all rolled into one. But now? People especially girls take delight in calling each other/themselves ‘bitches’ that’s calling yourself A DOG, what other insult could be worsn than calling oneself A FEMALE DOG.

That aside, Let me talk about the guys.

Now, Most of y’all fancy calling each other ‘NIGGAS’. I think by now y’all should know that the word ‘NIGGA’ was what the white people termed the Slaves during the ‘SLAVE TRADE ERA’. After Freedom Fighters Like Martin Luther-King and Malcolm-X ( if you like *yimu till your nose falls off) fought and died in trying to end racism and stop the whites from the use of this particular word, Its sad to see that People, even more sadly, the male youths calling themselves Niggas.

But this name calling didn’t start here, its something that was copied from the African- American gangsters who roam the streets of America, most of them hardly even go through high school and to think that youths who are educated up to the University level descend so low to use this degrading word on each other.

Most International musicians mainly the African-American ones use the word ‘NIGGA’ and people feel its okay to use it. Alot of people copy the actions of celebs both stupid and otherwise, without thinking-  this is another problem on its own. Back to what i was saying, Most of these African-American musicians grew up on the streets, where the usage of such words are perfectly Okay.

You don’t see accomplished African-Americans like Barack Obama, Chris Gardner etc. Being referred to as Niggas.

I think these are the most familiar trends people blindly imitate. If you’ve got any other ones do mention them in the comment box, I’d like to be ‘enlightened’.

P.S- My heart goes out to those who lost their lives during the Peaceful Protests, May their souls Rest in Peace. Amen.
GEJ will surely get his ‘reward’.

In other news, that MayD’s ‘Soundtrack’ video, that video is just sooo…hmmmm. Okay, I’ll reserve my comments.

Shoutout to Kemi for giving me the opportuinity to express my views on her blog.

With that said, I think I’m done here.

@Night_Crawlr

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Posted on: January 21, 2012

Hi People, Anslem Filling in for Kemmiii here;

I’m quite a busy man, busy… by every known definition of the word BUSY! Before I log on…abeg make I talk how my journey take start. I was going through my group profile on facebook (Natures Children) then I was just a new member when suddenly I saw a post. It was posted by my brother Kelechi Kemnele on “Letter to my wife” >>.>> done with scanning through,I proceeded to drive off but then, my kid sister with whom I was sharing the little frame of my phone to read the post just screamed, wait! Just puzzled, my countenance changed and she showed to me something like…..here’s a reply from another blogger…

Not too interested, and in a bid to satisfy my sheer curiosity, at first I skimmed through, later scanned and then became so fully engrossed. Haba… My ego as a man was bruised…heh??? A babe wrote this??? And from that day… I left my blog to concentrate on appraising her blog if it’s worth my attention. Though I’ve got a full four paged reply to her (Kemmiiii)…

I’ve got a PLAN!!! And that’s to release the post some days before Valentine’s Day ….Hahahahahahah!!!! (((Sneezes (_–_) )))).That, I guess, will be the best time frame to put ladies like Kemmiiii with “dia” endless emotional and psychological shopping list in check! Fortunately… I’m well positioned for her “wish list”……I heavy die!!!

(Hmmm I hear someone say watcha finking) <<< dey dia if I no blo ma Trump”ET Na you go blo am???

Ok. That’s the online history ab initio of how I came in contact with Kemmiiii’s blog and the rest is subscribing to her post while I’m still putting my sketchy blog in shape….At least to give the  woman a voice.

Today.

I’m assuming the tripartite writer”. U must have viewed that movie.. The Ghost writer. Somewhat like it but mine is different. I’m viewing this current issue in Naija and came to the conclusion that some folks are quite ill informed, myopically displaced while the others are socially acting tweedy”” eh na! dem no know wetin subsidy be, and dey just following the trend and commenting on the side that has major facts to carry them along whether right or wrong…..Examples like this make me Para>>>>>>>(u can complete the grammar dan’Allah <Hausa>….>(please)

The Current plagues in Naija.

It amazes me how eminent, elite and well read Nigerians are treating the dicey issue of subsidy. Here’s what subsidy means.

Subsidy is money given by the Government a grant or gift of money, financial assistance to companies either private or state owned, organization to help it to function

In Aba: Haa’ si na subsidy ge’me nid isi nor’na govermenti ga ‘zuu egbe;na ihe ndi ozor’’’ha ne’gi alu’a agha(they said that will make head of government parastatals to aquire guns and other things used for war.

The other man sitting under the Peugeot 406.. sharply cuts in ….Ta! Eku’zi’na ifa>>> (don’t say that again)

He washes his hand in the fuel meant to serve as a mechanical reagent or whatever and cleans his left hand…his back pocket na im be the rag-towel and continues’

Who told you ? eh ? who told you? He continues….Okonjo Iweala… who is currently the chief of army barracks and minister of oil subsidy (which kain posishun be that ??)  said  that subsidy .. is for the oil to be imported from the ground and then let the federalgovernment keep the ships and hand over to the demurrage head quarters!!!!!

What an idea! …..what do we call this …ignoratio elenchi…..abi na  argumentum ad verecundiam…. Pls sort ya sef out.. the man sef na professor…..

In Benin: In a bus heading to Ugbowo (near Uniben)….pinging… pinging. texting… the girl behaving sexy…. Having a swag coefficient of 6.7/ 10 at least a B++ swag … u know na… she blew it all up. How?  After dropping her call…her countenance  changed… so her friend…(name with held) asked…. Whats the mara (hmm na hia my ear pin wella)…..  She began her replies like this: they said that the av bombs the Yobes people….(eh!) grammar! Person wey dey make call dey talk of Pol 344?? I just shun ….den she continued; I pity for Ty Danjuma ehhh yaaaaa

And her friend asked; why U dey pity am? Quickly she retorted, Na im be the husband of former senator Ehanire Dajuma na….realizing the reason for her friends concern she addeded her own bit of””””eeeehhhh yaaa to express her nonchalant sympathy too. Then the other chick burst my bubbles…. U know now? …. Because that’s the capital of Taraba state! His home state.  Gbam!  eh! For Naija hia….? The man sitting next to the babe cast a serious gaze at me and I nodded my head in Unison……chei Yobe… is the capital of Taraba…. Courtesy of Boko Haram…

Some how I was lambasting seriously, that in a country where everything seems to be a current issue….I learnt a lesson, Not everything” wearing a denim pant, some tops” to match and a koi koi shoe waving a BB (like a flag) could easily be taken as a hip’ chic… Caveat to the guys>>> Interact first before collecting ha n u m b e r s pls!!!

Tobechukwu and I were somewhere along eastern bye pass headed toward NLNG Jetty in Port Harcourt, the traffic hold up was unbearable so guys I had to alight and look for the easiest way to “piss” charpali sharpali… before now, I’d been complaining to Tobe, that I was really hungry… Tobe’ being a stubborn boy… was asking me to make sacrifices on his behalf… He was tapping my foot to keep my complaints low cos he needed to set a “skoto” (like setting a P”) for the chic to fall into” Tobe.’s phone was ringing mercilessly and he saved the number as  “family Nurse”… Me maa… I’ve not heard of an adjective like that used to qualify some’ones position or whatever….

The Chic, was heading to Bonny so see her mum, and I myself my heading somewhere close to NLNG.. I was heading to Finima Island also in Bonny. At least I had budgeted  3 hrs in the sea …. And gradually being kept buried by the tides of hunger .. I finally kept silent … There’s no worst experience like being hungry and feeling sleepy…lie!!!! Try it.. and u will never Sleep. … many thoughts ran through my head.

Later when we arrived at the jetty, I got my ticket while tobe was still “forming” and pacing up and down looking for a cheap lie…. Tobe, Like I’ve always said refused to heed my wise counsel… that is to give the “shenkess” (babe)  some lil cash and free her … Nope! The idiot refused and wanted to drop both of us .. Big boy forming…pocket half empty….

Sharpli. I walked to a fast food centre and  had some meatpie available for myself. On coming back… without interruption… Tobe was already delivering his well rehearsed lines….He just gave ne the normal football signage “like in the case of a free kick”  or somewhat analogical to a director calling it “cut”!! in a movie production scene… .. he was gesticulating  waving his palms as if cutting his neck.. I just bent my head and walked briskly

Hear him” Ibimina” U know how well I’ve planned all this for You… your comfort is my priority (for my mind that one na hotel advert lines ).. the chick was bizi flogging her Pakistani (Indian Moroccan or brazillian)? hair .. while Tobe was delivering his lines… I never anticipated beyond my widest expectations the multiplier effect this fuel subsidy would have on my financial status( hey! At this I paused… Warri!! No dey carry last… I ‘ve already known where he was headed)…

So he continued… for now based on the fuel subsidy issue, >>> Im personally adopting a palliative measure by WATCHING MY WEIGHT  FINANCIALLY!!! (haba! At this Na im  I head towards the house boat… I did not even hail my man ……goodbye…that lie alone. Deserved a standing ovation……. Seriously…….

Ibimina was smiling gladly when I looked back…..

I was headed home……To Finima… To the creeks. Where a canoe trip from Ogbia to Amassoma was a fee of paddling with your strength  unlike cycling from Ikeja to Yaba… or better from Alausa to  Mile 2, …..

After all I once used a Camel In Funtua to make a trip to Dandume Village while I was in the North…..By then I tot I was acting below my standard but when I woke up and saw N 141.10 in TOTAL filling station… I was searching for Ustaz Musbahu’s number to import  some camels to Badagry…. At least…. To make judicious use  of my business acumen…..

Sai anjuma…..!

Hey people! Happy New Year to you all, Hope you’re having an awesome new year, Subsidy aside.

Today, I have a post written by my friend and colleague; Joey @Joe4jah

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I just had to put this into writing, perhaps one bold man (I’m not a sexist, with all due apologies to the XX species) — Cos only men have these kinda balls (just 4, including the eyeballs) — will get inspired enough to buy into my idea and who knows? It just might be the future!

Watching all sorts of documentaries while growing up, I couldn’t ignore this about the Chinese and the Japs. Those dudes live long I must confess, that is if they survive the urge to commit suicide. Ignore the noodles, let’s face the bicycles.

I’ve always been saying to my friends that we need to adopt that “bicycle society” thingy but they scoffed at me asking if I would like to RIDE a bicycle to work while others DRIVE cars. But now, we have to revisit this issue with the increase in fuel price due to the removal of subsidy which some claimed never even existed…  that’s talk for another day (not meant literally though).

The importance of bicycles to the Nigerian society cannot be over-emphasized and I’m just gonna share them with you in case you’ve never really thought about it before.

1          Bicycles are cheap! And guess what, they do the same job of transportation. The money you would use in buying a car would buy a dozen bikes.  Common, sell that car and make every member of your family a proud bike owner and if you’ve got no family member, a lil extra cash on your hands to fund your other non-fuel related vanities.

2          Kneel down to thank me if I give you a bicycle for your wedding gift (2 would be appropriate cos you’re a couple right?). If I give you a car, I’d be ruining your marriage a little too early cos that’s gonna be your “kalokalo”. What would it cost you to maintain a bicycle? Engine oil I guess… just to make sure u ride without friction (I’m sure a dirty mind is saying SEXUAL already *smh*). But to maintain a car? I don’t have one, no one in my house does (fuel-subsidy-removal-induced courage) but I have friends that do and I hear words on the streets. Fuel is just but a part of the maintenance albeit a very important one. Long and short of the story: TO HELL WITH FUEL (Oops! We don’t want that, do we? Talk about shooting yourself in the leg).

3          I can bet the battery of my laptop (it’s spoilt FYI) that you know someone or someone that knows someone that is suffering from hypertensive heart disease. Heart diseases and stroke usually originate from hypertensive heart disease too before you say na only stroke full ur family. Imagine living in Ikeja while working in Yaba. Cycling to and from work everyday will keep you healthy for real. You’ll burn off the excess calories in your body, you’ll reduce your blood cholesterol level and ladies always wanting to be in shape cos of the high level of P setting in town (you gotta keep ur man, hoes girls ain’t smiling) will have just the perfect medium to do that. Cycling will increase the life expectancy in Nigeria cos hypertensive heart disease is a major killer no thanks to junk food courtesy of the likes of KFC (I know they just came but they’re spreading like the plague dammit!).

4          For those of you that feel you’ve really not done anything to help mother earth. Here is a chance to feel relevant. It’s still bicycle o. But think of the fact that you won’t be burning hydrocarbon fuels anymore. Think of the fact that you won’t be releasing green house gases. Think of your impact in salvaging the ozone layer and the fact that your children will reduce or maybe eradicate the curses they’ll place on this generation for doing so much damage to the ozone layer. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Get a bike TODAY!

5          The view! Oh my! The views I meant! My dear brethren, it is with gladness of heart I announce to you…*drums rolling*… the breath-taking, asthma-inducing, early morning booties! Yeah u read well… BOOTIES! Asses if you like. You’re gonna be blessed with some gracious views of them asses on the bike as u ride behind them (again, NOT SEXUAL). Morning is better cos they would have put in a lot to look their best (ladies I know y’all look in the mirror to confirm if that ass is gonna kill). Coming back from work, it ain’t gonna be looking so fresh anymore + you’ll be too tired to appreciate the goodness therein… except for some horny bastids of course.

6          P setting! P setting toh quality! When stuck in a little bike traffic and the babe beside you looks like it, go for it soldier! Ride by her side and set that P. You’ll be amazed at how many peeps you’d meet on the road while receiving the early morning fresh air. Bliss… that’s what it sounds like to me.

I’ m sure y’all get the crux of the matter. We don’t need fuel that much. We can cut down on that “golden fluid” and tell those idiats to stick their own pee sticks up their own asses we are survivors. *in Abacha’s voice*So fellow Nigerians, let the cycling begin!

I want to thank my colleagues @Dhamyhan 4 his wise contributions & @Kemmiiii for hosting me on her webspace. I look forward to more collabos (yet not sexual).

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What do you think?

BTW, Don’t forget to subscribe 🙂

Hope y’all had a happy holiday cuz I didn’t. While Everyone was going Xmas, I was going Xams :(.

I know…I know…
I said I won’t tweet/blog. I lied.
Today I have @Mhorghan. My senior from high school. He sent me this lovely post a while ago but I was too lazy to edit. I’m sure that is why he sent this awesome post to Yemi’s Window. Check it out.

Enjoy

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Howdy babes…and goons sha. Hehehe… would just prefer to greet the babes. If you are reading this then someone agreed to feature me (I don’t want my own blog).

First time o! clap for me! Usually, I have a lot on my mind…some massive stream of thoughts and I usually let myself sink into it #inceptionstyle.

Should be reading right now but there’s a huge indication I would just sleep of…Tales of a stressed out Unilag dude.
This feature has nothing to do with sex, gals or anything that may interest your already perverted minds..urmm..unless your mind has drifted here a couple of times…am talking religion!*wait!!!don’t close the tab na! haba! calm down!..thank you, let’s move on.
*curtain opens*

I’m late for class one bright morning and Evil Dash(I can’t use real names o! my G.P is important to me abeg) as already started rambling on about signals and fourier series

*sidenote: the course is an elective o! dunno why I am forming bad guy and offering it..

Well, Im a bad guy sha not many people would dispute my claim*adjusts nerd glasses*…the class is turning out to be interesting…lots of equations on the board my medulla and gray matter are trying to comprehend and my stomach is sending some analog signals with mad intensity (signals to storm Nasky’s room for food!)* Damn! Im digressing too much, Im new at this!
And suddenly *ghen!ghen!*…Evil Dash starts talking about Indiana Jones: crystal skull in details**if you haven’t watched this movie, you should be wear a badge with LAST in bold for the next seven days**.. You can’t imagine my surprise..I thought all this man did was read some boring computer books and check the spreadsheet to see whose G.P to drain (you can’t blame me: I have gotten my lowest grades in his course..hope to ace this one sha..God willing..*adjusts halo*)
Dash begins to dispute the creation story..

According to him, courtesy of  a couple of books he read, names that I can’t remember right now; like 5000 years ago..a special race of humans existed..more like aliens..whose ecosystem thrived on gold..they discovered huge reservoirs of gold in South Africa but they felt too sophisticated to undergo the mining process by themselves so they created human beings to mine the gold for them…and guess how they created humans! ARTIFICIAL INSEMINATION!…Yeah 5000yrs ago, these ‘aliens’ knew all about the scientific discoveries we are screaming about now…DNA structure and all…the process is even engraved in some ancient stones as carvings…historical proof to this new claim.
The only difference between humans and these creators was that we couldn’t live forever (very smart of them by the way)…anyways, our so called creators got the gold they wanted and left us to govern ourselves…they would be back depending on the outcome of world war three to either wipe out the human race or just govern us again. At this point, I can see the pastors in my class, couple of seats away from me, fuming in anger..

BLASPHEMY!  NONSENSE!! TABOOO!!!

They probably can’t believe their ears.

How can heaven and hell be a fable?

How can one doubt the creation story?..hian!

Im just fascinated by this new train of thoughts…

CHILL!

Before you pass judgement, I am a Christian by birth then by choice, BUT what if I was born into a muslim home to Alhaji & Alhaja Mukaila Sanusi , a wealthy gold merchant:D…I would also believe Islam is the only way to paradise and 49 virgins:D (how many virgins?correct me please) and I would probably be looking at my Christian friends and thinking dulling people, eyah..so you are going to burn in hell!.. Religion has a loop hole! Somehow, somewhere that’s where faith comes in I guess.
Every religion believes in a sovereign power, one messenger of that sovereign power that came to earth, teaches a reward for good and bad and lays claim to it being the only way!

EVERY RELIGION.. Buddhism, Islam, Harikishna (how is this spelt sef?) , graile message…and the stories are very similar (I’ve read a lot of books)..this to me, from a scientific point of view is a huge loop hole! Nobody likes to touch this subject, people are very sensitive about religion. My uncle would get in a rage of anger if he reads this and most likely question my faith, but hey, what about science?…space crafts, aliens ,some other ecosystems existing somewhere else without our knowledge that could be true too…I am not trying to question anyone’s belief or change it..

Just random ramblings inspired by  2hours lecture.

Have I bloggled?? (hehe…boggled not bloggled) your mind?…

Google this Annunaki, Hopi Indian prophesies.

DISCLAIMER:  I am a Christian o! Don’t dull! I am not a saint sha..I love God and the daughters of Eve.

Please criticize

*wears nerd glasses and strolls into the library*

…@mhorghan

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There you have it. So what do you think?

The Anonymous Jonzer;
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ojulari mi owan, ololufe mi,  Okan mi nso ede ife
If love takes me to stand, I will stand like standing fan
Indeed I’m a lucky fellow to have you. My pastor did not lie when he said we were meant to be hence there will be no need to set P. Our union as been ordained.
Just so you know, I was in the library when I read your letter , although I’m not studying petroleum engineering, I am still an engineering student and for your sake I will go back 3 levels to study petroleum engineering. You should know that my pops has willed me his very big farm but if you are bent on getting the national cake, I will make it happen.So that we shall not argue after ringing the bell. I twitched some of the rules for convenience sake.
1.    Honey, I am equally as horny as you and you can be sure that whether it’s in the kitchen, room or office we will be doing it like Nike. I am obedient like that.Besides I give you permission to cut my dick off if I ever cheat.

2.    Oh, I love children. I was thinking of 13 children. Sorry i meant 13 boys, 8 children are too few. My father left a very big farm behind for me and employing workers is waste of money. Yes I’m a frugal spender like that. If you think you cannot handle the childbearing strains or menstrual pains, you have the option of caesarean section or I can as well marry a second wife to ease you of your duties. I will not accept adopted babies or test tube babies. I don’t remember putting my junk in a test tube.
3.    Cooking is not a problem, I lived on indomie noodles throughout my childhood, my children won’t be an exception.4.    Hmmm, Ekaettae. It’s not by force we get one. One of your beautiful young cousins will suffice for that role unless you want to give up your career in WHO and become a housewife.
5.    You know I’m thrifty when it comes to money and yes I agree with you that going to Mr. Biggs is not a date. So listen to the drill about our date days. You cook my favourite meal; amala, gbegiri soup with orishirishi and any other food you would like for yourself.
You pack it up in a nice picnic basket with some candles and chill at home till I get back with a rented ijapa.
We set off to Lagoon restaurant or Golden gate restaurant (your choice) and set our dinner in the car park. I’m romantic like that.

6.    For the proposal, I have a lot of beautiful ideas, here is one of them. I was thinking of proposing to you while sky diving.     I just hope you don’t get lost in the euphoria of my proposal and the SIZE of the ring and then you forget to pull your parachute before impact.
I won’t mourn you, I’m in high demand.

7.    So for our song I came up with Bruno Mars “Marry you” the other artistes you mentioned are too local, I can’t associate myself with their incredibly rare and terrible skills.My pops as promised to get me a house in sokoto, rent is cheap there and as for banana island, …………… you understand what the dots mean right. Unless you want me to work as a gate man in a rich man’s house, so that we will live in a gate house on banana Island. If you ever consider this option shoot yourself before I propose. I got pride.
Our children will definitely be brilliant and intelligent but there would be no need sending them to school when there is a big farm to work on and you can be rest assured that I would not cheat on you unless you consider a second wife as infidelity then I would be forced to reconsider.
8.    And for punishments I will refer the child to you so that I can blame you in future if the child becomes wayward. I will definitely be a good husband at least I have subscribed to your rules and as far as Fela is not included in our love life, all will be rosy
P.S: I hope now is good enough for you. I don’t want another man to steal you. And you might think that all I have written is incoherent, just know this “I was born that way.” I’m an erratic phlegmatic bastard.

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You don’t like Fela. I can’t even date you.

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