ConvocatioN DAY

It finally came but I was not so happy because my dream suit had an error, so I wanted the day to just come and go like the speed of sound.

I was up as early 5am,what a chilly cold day for what has been waited for 5yrs plus. After taking a shivering shower, the time had come to dress...o what a moment to remember, I got into my best pair of boxers, wore my silver chain which was a gift given to me by my lil sister, padded my shoes which everyone kept coming to see,wow the shoe is really mad.

Next was my sparkling white inner shirt, then my black pair of trousers. I was finally taking shape for the d day my white shirt which was well starched with my sky blue french cuffs, my tie was already knot the previous night so that didn't take time. Finally the moment they had all been waiting for...I guess my readers just have to wait a lil longer but all I can say according to the crowd is that it was on point.

It was meant to be blue but it was black because it was a substitute jacket anyway the jacket was a double breast one wiv 6buttons in front and 4buttons on each hand golden buttons for that matter everybody kept shouting ur looking so nice I guess that's history the pictures will tell but if u were not there all I can say is that u missed.

DAY 1

AND FINALLY THE LAST

There are so many things to say because this is my last moment as an undergraduate, I thank God I was able to endure to the end.

No stain to my record, no offence form what so ever no SLOW no LOW strong letter of warning and letter of warning. I am going to miss so many things but most of all is the fact that I actually started the whole P late nothing really to gain but its good we are friends, I am going to miss signing roll call,shuttle rushing, caf food, decorating unit meetings, class lectures which I slept most of the time, chapel service which I never missed 1,library reading, calling from call centre, going to call girls from their hall,exeat lieing just to get home, in fact I am going to miss everything CU.

Wow my suit is in its own state God will provide a solution to it, whether the devil likes it or not my dream dress code will come to pass but the truth is that all is VaNiTy.I can't w8 again the end is finally dawning. I hope you can wait for it because the NEW ERA is almost here, the time to suit up is now.
Quote of the day:He that endures to the end shall be saved.

COUNTDOWN:Tick Tock

DAY 2

JUST ONE MORE

Today started on a good note with an introductory service for the graduands. The feeling rushed into me,so u actually mean that in some few hours time I will be set free by the son. Awwww am feeling so sad now am actually going to miss this school.

At the end of the morning session which I hardly concentrated due to numerous pinging I met a new friend who just thot myself & my room mate are just proud and rude boys..hahah if only she knew the real me.

My afternoon was spent on a hot date, I mean a long date under the scorching sun because the security will not just allow me sit in front of girls hostel. I had fun under the sun, I talked and talked wow I still have it in me but I was sad I made a wrong statement and she does not want to take anything from me even though its to repay her for the kindness she once showed. The day is still coming when I will be able to look any1 in the eye and say what I am really meant to say....
Quote of the day: He that the son has set free is free.

COUNTDOWN: Un

DAY 3

BACK TO SCHOOL

I had to hed back to school for the last time as an undergraduate with my room mate. Anyway we started our journey from tantalizers to mobil then to suntan to pick up some shirts. The deal was to drive to school then hed back to the airport to pick up my parents.

Thank God for places like Ipaja, it actually saved the day I dropped my load over @ a friends place and believe you me from Abule egba I used about 5mins to the airport, it was top flight driving.

It felt good to be back in school with friends, I was also proud of myself that finally after 5years I could leave on a happy note, but it seems am already missing this school, the truth is that I have to leave to pave the way for others.

COUNTDOWN: Deux

DAY 4

L.A.S.T.M.A

I don't even know the full meaning of that abbreviation, but these are guys down here in lagos who wear yellow shirts and red pants what a combination, they are as good as corruption officers.

Today was jinxed I thought I had reached the turning not knowing that hell was ahead, this was actually a BRT lane before I could think twice they had jumped unto the road, the prey for the day had just being cut.

Wow such lies am I actually a fool to believe that cameras were watching me or my plate number had been recorded I doubt if fashola stays there all the time. From 50k to 15k to something sha they just had to make something from me. Next time I will agree to follow them to the office but I have to pretend to call an uncle and read out their name tags...they will be scared am sure of that or I will reverse back and flee but a clutch is needed for such stunts, manual cars are the best.

Thank God I made that list of graduands but do you know what made it an interesting day she called to tell me my name was on the board.

Quote of the day: Ignorance is no excuse for failure.

COUNTDOWN:Trois

DAY 5

THE NEXT LEVEL

Wow time is flying rushing wateva you want to call it,now I wish we could go back in time but time waits for no man, its time for my next level I just have to be @ the right place @ the right time.

Have you ever heard of the story of a couple in ancient america who left their country in search of gold in an unknown land which later on became poverty stricken...returning back to america they discovered their house which they sold had been taken over by the military because gold had bn found on their land...awww bad luck what about the guy who bought a picture for $2 and it later produced a worth of $11million in the museum..lucky guy, I key into that.

What a lovely day, after service was indoor today wiv ma sis, received a call today wow I hope after all these meetings I hope something comes out from it. Anyway happy birthday to ma lil sis and my course advicer.

COUNTDOWN:Quatre

DAY 6

HOME AGAIN!!!!!

It feels good to be home again, after all the starving I can eat up a bit again. Anyway set out of school this morning for what seemed to be an endless journey and by Gods grace I found favour everywhere I went even though I was so scared carrying ma backpack in front because of the fones and cash I was carrying.

I got home in real time but this raining season seems to be so annoying by street is below sea level now so am limited or constrained to the four walls of my house if ride is not available.....convocation is closer than I thought o, am so glad everything is taking shape, ma suit is ready, shirt available, shoes available hmmmmmmmm just ma neck tie left.

Somehow i feel i should have stayed in school there is nothing really am doing here in Lagos, at least if i was in school i would have been somewhere around her...Got to go now jor the match is about to start.........................GO AFRICA I got ur back.

COUNTDOWN: Cinq

DAY 7

HE TOUCHED ME

Today is finally the best day of my life, for Christ sakes its a Friday again..At first I thought TTG was over after my exams yday nite but it actually or rather officially ended today with the largest amount of blessings I have ever carried away from a service.

The service was packed full with blessings, the chancellor poured out his heart to us on the theme "Covenant Dreams" i keyed into every word poured out from his mouth especially what has been guarding him all through this while:

Close my ears to what does not edify the lord.
Close my eyes from seeing what is not good for me.
Disconnect me from every bad association or friends with different goals from me.

The peak of the service was that he laid hands on everyone of us I mean the graduating set, the blessings really came down, there was proof showers of blessings really rained down outside, the heavens really had to empty their bowels because power as being released from a man of God.

Its really time for me to come back in line with my destiny, to walk on the glorious path of righteousness, to rule my world and become who the lord has destined me to be. Now i can never regret ever coming to this school......."To whom much is given much is expected".

I am not really in a rush home because there is actually nothing to do but by tomorrow I should be off campus, I just have one more mission to accomplish, I just hope I am successful.

COUNTDOWN:Six

DAY 8

I CAN FINALLY SMILE

The saying still remains it is not the beginning that matters but the very end.......I can finally look back and smile and think of all what God did for me this past few years. To become an electrical engineer is not a joke, 18 years of investment i think I can finally go and rest...phew.. 2years of nursery school, 5years of primary school, 6years of secondary school, 5years of university, permit to say no be small wahala.

TTG just ended for me about 5minutes ago with a computer based exam I am so glad I passed, now I can sleep in peace just remaining for me to see my result tomorrow which I know is going to be wonderful and take a short break before convocation lectures start again.......I guess i will just stay an extra day in school to finish some business.....my stomach aches not eaten since morning time for me to run out of this library, Catch you later..

COUNTDOWN: Sept

DAY 9

A GOOD MORNING DETERMINES YOUR DAY

Sorry is a bi-syllabic word and goes a very long way, it does not add an inch to a persons height neither does it add a pound to a persons weight but home training and courtesy demands it. Growing up as a child in the house full of chanting and crying babies when told sorry always stopped their wailing, I always wondered how this worked.

If he never walked into the room nothing will have happened, if he minded his business by not touching my vision manuscript I guess that will have been more than wonderful. Touching it ruined everything but lying to my face and trying to start an argument was an insult to my face, follow peace with all men……….I always overlooked everything said about him, now I guess I know the real him. Thank God for the early morning text message from her at least a smile was now on my face, it did not allow the previous event could not ruin my morning neither could it harm my day.

Destinies have been decided, the senate has met on the results, it is just remaining for us to know our fate. I just hope I am among the selected few in fact I know I am already there by Gods special grace, cant wait to see my result.

COUNTDOWN: Nuit

DAY 10

MY VISION AND MISSION

We were told during our TTG class to write about our vision, mission and feedback to the school and i thought I should share it with my readers.

My vision in the next 5 years is of great essence to me that is why I just thought I should share it. Anyway I hope to have earned a masters degree in satellite installation and telecommunication, in the process of earning this I hope to be a protégé employee in Orange telecommunication London by Gods grace and hope to be back to the country working as an enployee in Glo mobile Nigeria.

I also hope to be married to her with a kid or two, by 5years time we should be preparing for our trip to the moon...I mean myself and my family..lol

My mission to the world is live an exemplary life governed by the core values which have been acquired from Covenant University and deliver world class services to the populace.

Dreams come true, meet me at the top.

COUNTDOWN: Neuf

DAY 11

THE LAST DAYS ARE TRULY HERE

Wow big ups to today, now we can start the real countdown, 10 days left as an undergraduate, I cannot believe it, a journey that started with just a step 5years ago is finally coming to an end, now I wish I could pause time because it seems I have started a job I cannot stop........but the world awaits I cannot lie, I cannot wait to see my wife neither can I wait to see ma kids especially lil Ehi. Today was great especially the celebrity moment we just had to correct the previous camera moment with the registrar, this one was more fun I couldn’t hold ma laughter back to myself, it was a time of greatness, a time to be noticed, a time to be appreciated.

I am loving these last days things are really taking shape. Something really shocked me today that I thot I should just share a bit of it, in fact the whole thing, I have heard of thieves in ma life that pick up things from the clothes line or steal from the room but from a bucket of soaked clothes wow that is more than hilarious I thot we were meant to be world-class some people don’t just grow or change, anyway that is just a little if boxer shorts can be stolen anything in this world can be stolen.

Really I have being waiting to dis right from the beginning to do my magnificent countdown, and here it goes:
COUNTDOWN: DIX

DAY 12

OUR LAST EVER GATHERING

Everybody was having s much fun including me but my mind was never at rest, I kept looking at my time piece and towards the door waiting for the right one to walk in and steal the show...anyway the truth is that it never happened.

Today was actually the last Sunday I will be attending a chapel service here in covenant university. Woke up only to discover the heavens had opened their bowels on the earth, wow so angry because the rain disgusts and my EIE get together was later in the day, I kept praying for the rain to stop. I got to service very late which was a very impactful one to the glory of God taken by one of the funniest pastors I have ever come across.

The rain finally stopped thank God so it was finally time to go and pick up my date, unlucky for me she had a meeting to attend and told m she will still make it...wow wished that happened. Anyway on getting to the event of the day I mean the gathering of all my classmates I looked deep and guess what seven girls waiting all for me this was the dream but I had no liver to are try it...wish I could.

I was looking for my friends but they were no where to be found, I had to go for backup only me couldn't walk in with them, finally sha i went in with four but without pride good for me. The event was more interesting than I thought, at least for the first time there was togetherness, a spirit was just there everybody was happy, eating, dancing and every thing fun you can think of, I am really going to miss my classmates...awwwwwwwwwww

I know something must have come up that was why she couldn't make it but I had fun even though I know if she was there I will have been happier, only me really understands how I feel right now. It seems there are going to be more thrilling days so just stick with me.

DAY 13

A LITTLE HELP TO THE COMMUNITY

Community development programme is overrated. I practically see it as eyeservice to the commuinity. We all took a trip to oju-ore market, I mean graduating students to help them clean-up, I thought we were actually meant to pick up litters from the ground but instead we went to their rubbish site to help them pack and empty somewhere else, the funny truth is that approximately 2hours after we left the dirt will have being all back.

I worked alot to my own capacity, almost even got a blister, I thought it was just going to be a dry outing but wow it was fun exploding under the scotching sun. Our trip back to school was the wildest journey i have encountered in my life, from so much noise at the front of the bus to more noise at the back, it was battle for supremacy but you know wherever I am is always favoued we just had to win.

From lunch to siesta then out for a date, our conversation was beautiful, we talked about almost everything, I never imagined being do free, my predictions abi=out her were all wrong, you win some you lose some. I actually thought I had changed I have even become more of a talkative than ever.

Evening TTg was great, from confessions to happiest moments even though I was expecting more thrilling testimonies. I cant belive that I was so free with her and all her friends, I actually thought i will be so timid and shy, sometimes you just have to be a man.

Looking forward to a better Sunday than last, probably because it is my EIE graduation celebration. I just hope the rain doesnt ruin it all cos it promises to be exciting, just stay in touch.

DAY 14

CAN WE SURVIVE OUT THERE????

These were the same thoughts that ran through my head exactly 5years ago. Leaving secondary school was fun but being able to survive the wicked world was the hard part, I remember thinking deeply for the last week of school, if only i knew i was’nt going to the real world yet but another secondary school of its kind, I wud have saved thinking time for something else.

It is actually true that 20 friends dont play together for 20 years but that does’nt mean we cannot stick together as pals. After all we went through as friends, the days of hustling kettle for spag and indomie, the days of stabbing classes, the moment of tracking girls, the days of hustling assignments, the days of hustling shuttle, the days of overnight jacking, our combination during mid-semester test, the walks we had back from EIE building, we were all in a world of our own.

The world out there is full of evil, the say out there, you are on your own (OYO). But we can still stick together, no matter what part of the earth we find ourselves. We can shake move and rule this world together, because united we stand and divided we fall. Friends never say goodbye, it is not a coincidence we met. God has a reason for everything.

THE REAL WORLD AWAITS US, so stick with me.......lol

DAY 15

THEY WANTED TO RUIN MY DAY

After all I had gone through with my old club arsenal, they tried to break my heart, that's a definition of rubbish that was played on the field for 90mins. I believe the coach tried but the players still have a lot of work to do. The funniest thing is that they will now qualify with some form of silly luck. Its better they just start coming home after all we are still in Africa.

My day started on a good note, 0600hours I was up and ready for the day, got to TTG quite late but it was the best time I have ever had in the course of the week. The invited pastor was so hilarious you needed to have seen his facial expressions with his boastings in Christ Jesus, his stories were too fantastic wish I could experience such and tell stories like that. I wouldn't mind him coming everyday till the end of TTG.

It just seems like I love learning the things the hard way, got to TTG class for the evening session a bit early then I stepped out for a stroll if I may put it that way and returned 45minutes into the class. I was locked outside with a couple of friends and it was gisting all the way to the end......like my friend will always say "This is not the dream" but somethings just have to give way for some I believe.

At the moment I am working without a plan, I am just operating as it comes to my brain, I really need to settle down nd plan what I want. The end has to be beautiful, I know it will.

This is just to all those who keep disturbing me, I will graduate at the right time no matter the devil that says no, I have God's backing so just leave me and my peace alone.

DAY 16

IT JUST HAD TO BE ME

It keeps replaying in my head every now and then but it could have been worse than that. I didn't actually forget about it, I wanted to keep it to myself but of what use is that the whole crowd saw me, the whole crowd heard me.

All of a sudden he pointed toward where we were seated and asked are those guys officials, quickly we all stood up and headed for the nearest available seat but you know there always has to be a scape goat or rather let me put it this way someone needs to bell the cat.

He called me out to face a crowd of about a 1000, something I have never done in ma entire life, he whispered to me turn around, what went through ma mind was that he wanted to search ma wallet or maybe he just want to see ma back side but why on earth did he want that?.. sagging never crossed my mind, he held my belt and accused me of sagging I had to explain to him telling him that was my last belt hole, I shud have just told him ma sisters did not leave any ass for me.....lol

He asked the crowd whether he shud take down my trousers and they all roared no, thank God they did that. His next comment really pained me that am not graduating July 2nd so I want to deprive others, this was the most defining moment ma self image almost ruined he asked for my current CGPA, he told me to say it into the mike, this was the time i wished rapture will happen or maybe the floor should open and swallow me up.

Still blushing at the mike I said my CGPA but it was not loud enough I had to add more volume and all of a sudden i heard the crowd cheering. I am so happy that i read my books all these years but it could have been worse.....I guess the registrar has made a new friend!!!!!!

DAY 17

DOWN WIV A FLU

I wonder why my own case is always different I sneeze more than 7 times at a stretch....at the moment ma head is banging. I tried today for the first time I didnt sleep in a function which lasted for quite some hours I am really becoming a total graduate....lol

I have to go right now wish i could talk for a bit longer but time is gone and the night session of TTG will soon start, I just hope it is fun.

See you later

DAY 18

THANKS TO MY INSTINCTS

Dad was beside me he was talking too much, I was starting to lack concentration, but thank God I listened to my inner man and pushed my pointer right.........
I have actually not driven for a couple of days so probably I am rusty with the traffic rules so I am meant to be forgiven for any mistake made. I set out to chevron to drop my sis early this morning got back home without a scratch. Set out again with my dad to withdraw money for my graduation requirements this time around got back home with my right back lamp destroyed. How did this happen?

We were getting close to my street in fact the next right turn, dad was talking too much I started lacking concentration but thank God for my inner man I pushed my pointer right before I could blink again I heard a loud bang from behind, I looked at my rear view mirror only to see an okada man on the ground.

I hit my brakes switched off the engine jumped out with my horse whip to thwack the ass of the silly guy but he was pleading for mercy.....I wish that’s what happened but believe me I did not say a word what actually happened dad got out first to give the guy a slap and seize his bike key. I went back to my car and drove home, left my dad to settle it with the guy, he actually seized the guy’s bike and told him until he pays for the head lamps.

Wish I could see the end of the bike saga but the clouds were clustering so I had to run back to the car and return it back to my sisters office, I also wish I could steal the car and head for school with it.
Just want to say happy birthday to TJ, Kelvinator and my darling Ainnie

DAY 19

RULES ARE MEANT TO BE BROKEN

Sunday will soon become my best day of the week, at the moment my elder sister wants to kill me with food, claiming I am too lean but how many things can one eat at once, overfeeding is actually a sin. Anyway I am being forced to watch this world cup match with my dad because that is what real men do, they watch football together.

Anyway today was a great day hmmmmmmmmm how did it start? Woke up 0400hours by 0630hours I set out with my friends for a bless you ride, on the way I had to change my mind on where to worship for the day. Btw I am still wondering why we had to take that route, it was flooded and bumpy but I guess I just had to see some parts of Lagos I never knew existed.

Ipaja was fun; I attended a Redeemed Christian church which was so different from the usual ones, after Sunday school I had to leave because I was already sleeping. Breakfast was so lovely but I wish he did not burn the eggs. Siesta was meant to be great but I guess gisting was more interesting. My appointment in Ipaja just had to be terminated but I actually wish I could follow them where they were going.

Back to the muddy road, now I really felt I was in Lagos, the streets were smell and I got squashed in between a fat woman carrying her child and a chubby looking lady, oxygen was hard to get, but my destination was all that was on my mind. Thank God I reached in real time despite the drizzles, my second mother actually forced me to eat lunch, what a great time again.

Wow I guess this was the peak of the day, my route back, as I descended the bridge it was as if I was in another world, the road construction had reached a reasonable state, Lagos is starting to make sense I just have to see the end of it you also have to see it for yourself.

Really feeling tired right now, need a lot of rest before my journey back tomorrow, wish I could just jump on my big bed and sleep but I just remembered the dishes are waiting for me.

DAY 20

I WISH I COULD HATE YOU

My department is so annoying, all my mates are done with education while I am still hustling project work. Why wouldn’t they just allow me say from the depths of my heart “El Finito” whether they like it or not I am going home tomorrow. I missed my baby sister now she is back in school I cannot see her until July 17th 5 weeks from now...hisses

Team Nigeria tried today from my own perspective at least they were able to hold them to a 1-0 loss, the great Messy couldn’t perform any magic big ups to Enyeama he was my man of the match. Maradona was probably up to something, why was he always touching the ball anytime it left the pitch??? Anyway time will tell we will see if they will reach anywhere but my heart still goes on with team Nigeria they tried their best but I think they have a better than that best.

Right now I am so tired I have not had anything to eat since morning, it’s actually dinner time which is very important to me I even had to skip the world cup match between USA and England for this so I have to go I hope tomorrow will be a better day because I am going to be out of here.

DAY 21

TIME TO SPEAK ONE LANGUAGE “FOOTBALL”

The world cup finally started today, I wonder why I always have to miss it. First of all 2k2 I was meant to be in Korea/Japan but due to my junior WAEC I had to miss it, then it was Germany 2k6 I missed it again and now 2010 on a black man’s soil I am missing it again....hmmmm I could still make it for the finals anyway by Gods grace

I have to be there for the next one.
Am sure you want to hear my defence went well but sorry I could not defend because my silly project did not work on time...gosh so disgusting, I did not achieve anything for hours I even missed out on the opening ceremony. I was meant to go home but frustrations made me stay back because I want to defend tomorrow then vanish like the thin air.

The project worked but defence for the day was over so we just had to stay calm. I received very good news that my message was delivered with her blushing all around the room, that’s so nice so it means I am on the right track, the mission is too late to be aborted. I wonder my next move....I will keep you informed.

DAY 22

NOT LOST AND NOT FOUND

Woke up quite early even before the birds started whistling, but I was not really happy. I was glad I was able to see a new a day not by my might or doing but by His special grace, but there was really nothing to look forward to. You know that feeling of happiness that is felt when you just get off your bed due to the expectations to be accomplished by sundown or by the end of the day. My previous mistake was still hunting me and I had to pay for it.

Noon time there was good news, the lord had done it on my behalf, I went to check my exam officer and he showed me the list that I can graduate with my mates. Finally my prayer had been answered. I reconnected with my ex it was kind of fun having something to say in person to the two girls I once liked.......awkward you know come to think of it...

The latter part of the day was spent searching for what was not lost....so how did I expect to find it, silly me. Anyway I walked round the school, it was from female hall to chapel to library back to chapel searching btw I am still searching, I said it before I hate regretting because when I do it actually takes long to heal.

Night time: I am so weak but yet still strong finally education as an undergraduate is almost over my defence is due for tomorrow so I guess I have to go now.

DAY 23

WHAT A MOVE!!!

Gosh am not feeling too well presently, aint ill am just full of pain, anger, disgust whatever you want to call it. I hate regretting because when I do it tends to stay with me for a long time even longer than I can imagine. It’s hard to sleep even the movie I was trying to watch, I cannot concentrate because of that very move.

Today was fun, did not really do anything of high importance, it was browsing, blogging, tweeting and face booking from sunrise after my laundry till sundown when I had to step out for a church programme. On getting to the chapel I was really not happy because I had to stay outside due to my unpunctuality for the function.

My mind was never there from the beginning so after a quick search for her I left with a couple of friends for dinner. Dinner was not fun btw, I actually ate what we all know as fried rice as in the rice was fried in oil, you can sieve out 2 tablespoons of oil from my plate.

After dinner I set back to chapel for the closing prayer, lucky for me I met the prayers and she also remembered my name, after quick booting of brain I decided to walk her to her room despite she was already with a friend, these are some of the things we don’t care about when it is a crush.

There is always something to say for a talkative like me, we had a nice conversation but you know what finally happened I forgot to book a date with her. But how did I forget again, this was not the first time at least the first meeting you are forgiven but the second one no forgiveness is allowed how on earth did I make this grievous mistake. I just hope I don’t live to regret it for so long.

Right now I am in so much pain but the usual thing to do is leave it to the hands of destiny, if it is destiny our paths will cross again. Have to force myself to sleep right now so catch ya later.

DAY 24

IT’S WORTH THE TEARS

We were told to pray and tears round down my eyes, finally we had completed the B.Eng series but if not for God on our side where will we have been. As I tried praying memories of the past 5 years were playing like a movie. I remembered the celebrations after our last paper, I remembered when I was still writing my exams as an undergraduate. Omega semester was quite short and fast, the lectures, project runs, I still remember when this semester started when my friends and I took a long walk to the result board and I was not so happy, Easter break when we broke the rules and left the school premises and came back to face a whole lot of trouble, hmmmmm less I forget the heart breaks, the 50 first dates which we never completed but at least we are still on track.

Alpha semester 500 level when I finally asked my dream girl out....hmmmm dream girls are overrated, my 21st birthday, the swag we brought back from IT, Shiloh break hanging out with my twin from another mother, exams, 2weeks back in school, project supervisor escapades, hospitality room moments, library moments, hanging out at the back of chapel.

Then there was IT period when I thought my pay would be great and when I saw salary after even 4 weeks I was glad, my CCNA exams, galleria moments, lekki paroles, driving to and fro around Lagos, the oniru trips, house fellowship in church, the youth forum, all those days were great but are long gone this is a new era.

And there was once 400 alpha semester exams, of which I still have a mistake in one of my courses, our rush to get out of this school for It, our mini-project, it worked imagine that, got an A, my former relationship which was patchy after a breakup and then a comeback, when I tightened my relationship with the elect goons permit me to use that world, all those days were fun.

O how can we forget john hall days, the best hall I have ever been, you need to take a trip there and see for yourself even after the renovations how the hall is, I remember SIWES 1 when I had to limp because I destroyed my muscles during training, o when I thought I was in love, when I was sick she was there for me O those days, I think those were my best days in this school, when I asked her out, that was a great moment because I had murdered shyness, when I did not Know who to choose between both of them, I was in between both worlds, thank God for the right choice hope that was the right choice sha.

There was once SWEP period when we had our solo times together, midnight calls, the runs had just started, the decorating unit meetings, my introduction into the real school work, my induction into the elect family, C 400 peter hall days, D300 indomie room because I had to leave my kettle there, hmmmm how can I forget when I was left by for 45mimutes for another guy, those days of carrying last, o my floor mates, when I moved with the eco boys click Asha and BennyPo miss you guyz though those days were fun, thanks to you guys to all the funny gossips and all the ladies you introduced me to, before I forget CST dinner the only one I ever went for.

Wow five years ago 100 level, I was still a normal guy, thank God I was never razz, all credit to mayo’s bro, the freshest guy who brought us up in his ways, o those days of only black ties, jatalas were in bulk, my elder sister and all her friends took care of me like a baby, those days of booking seat before chapel service, going 6.30 am for an 8am class that was real focus, thank God for my efficiency, those expulsions, dressing outside peter hall for chapel service, being deceived to wear corporate for a meeting with whoever it was that they wasted the whole day, those public lectures of choppers landing on our field and in front of our chapel, btw what happened to all those choppers, standards have dropped, how can we forget Jan 27th 2006 the day of our matriculation, when we wore those colour riot gowns and silly caps wow another day of wearing this is coming soon, if only the colour combo of that gown made sense, anyway it’s just to wear and get out, but am happy this school passed through me and not just me passing through, how can I forget uncle Joe and his maths trick.

Once upon a time October 17th we resumed after seeing WAEC results, after leaving the previous world of secondary school, how can I forget writing CUSAT exam gosh that physics was hard, CST was enormous, cafeteria was miles away that day................all these ran through my mind with tears rolling down my cheeks but all praise to God because he was the one who saw us thus far.

N.B No proof reading

DAY 25

THIS IS THE END BUT NOT THE VERY END

Wow had to shave off my scruffy hair, it feels good to look more like a fine boy than an animal. Today paid off well had a great siesta, then headed for the library as usual for uploading moment, tried my best but these last days the brain gets saturated easily.

As I am forcing things into my small head my lil sister comes along to encourage me, after a little more trial there was no point trying any harder so I decided to leave after remembering how efficient I was and my 3 of the same past mistakes.

On my way out saw one of my juniors from secondary school only to find out she is in my course of study elect-elect, am so shocked!!! Because she aint got the looks....but a book is never drawn on a person’s head.

DAY 26

I WISH

I actually wish we could speed up time and leave now, I am getting too impatient. Can you imagine a lil girl is freezing outside in the cold and you dont want her to come in because it is boys hostel, wish i could have punched that hall officer for leaving me and my sister out in the cold.

Today was fun, went out in the rain with a couple of friends for dinner and suit seeing, saw a lot of funny looking suits, never imagined they existed. Anyway I finally saw my dream pair of suit, navy blue double breast, but my stomach was too large, for goodness sakes I dont drink and who could be possibly thinner me? I wonder who they made that for.

DAY 27

ONE AND ONLY

From the beginning,
Our childhood years,
You always stood by my side,
but wrong you fled like shorelines tide.

As we grew older through thick and thin,
You were always there for me,
Though you escaped and always went to a different school,
I always had you in my heart.

Though we fought and always created a fuss,
From then do those memories,through our lives flourish,
I will forever cherish you.

You have loved me ever so much.
That I can never regret.
And I could'nt'have asked for a better older sister,
Than you.

Happy Birthday!!!!!

DAY 28

SCARY

Fridays just seem to come and go wonder where they are all rushing to the d-day will still come at its own God destined time. Today was the only day out of my series of exams this academic session that my heart beat so fast when the exam envelope was about to be open.

Why? I think its because all I read or rather about 75% was read just this morning few hours before the paper, which is unusual of me....these last days seem so freaking hard.
As usual these lecturers cannot still surprise me, I tackled all questions with precision leaving almost nothing to fail. Am grateful to God for total success in all my papers, finally remaining only 1 and the B.Eng series is complete.

DAY 29

STUCK TO MY CHAIR

Hurray!!! What a paper, wonderful way to start a Thursday, the exam was murdered. I cannot still find where I lost a mark to the lecturer. Shocking tip of the day, this lecturer cannot just free ma self and my buddy, so we cannot sit beside each other coincidentally.

After my paper headed straight to the library because I had not touched a line in my only 3 units course, I had to invest time because finally I wanted this to be my best. I finally beat my reading record and set a new one of 5hours straight with no nap or rest but how on earth did I do that hope aint turning into a geek.

Short siesta and I wake up only to find out am weaker than before sometimes I wonder why I cannot cheat nature. There is no inspiration to read because the whole school has finished exams and I still have 2 to go. EIE sef after 5years we are still carrying last in everything we do. Anyway the first shall be the last.

DAY 30

THE TEMPTING BED

So great a day, after laundry decided to try a new approach of reading. So I lock myself indoors and read, and to my surprise it seems so hard because my well laid bed keeps tempting me.

I try so hard to overcome this temptation, assimilation rate is very low so two things to worry about now, uploading mode and bed temptation. This is actually the slowest I have ever read for god sakes 12 pages in 2hours 30minutes. I give up and take a quick nap which finally ends up in a dream world.

Library moment was in a way great because I share myself into three, browsing, revising and reading it’s kind of hard but trust me I did it. I just had to try my best to read so as to sleep by midnight.

DAY 31

EVERYTHING OF VALUE HAS A COST

Tuesday my second supposed best day of the week and the devil puts tempts me trying to shut ma eyes and system so I will miss out on the WORD.

I had little or no sleep the previous night because of tutorials for exams that the values and parameters were not even changed. With an early morning rise even before the birds got up, to a sleepy long walk to class for revision, back to the chapel for the blessings of the father for a new month, the last of this half of the year.......time is really far spent.

Looking north towards the altar the WORD is being preached,

Looking east my roommate taking notes,

Looking west wow empty purple cushions smelling of sleep,

Looking up the vent is directly on ma head pouring out cool breeze,

Looking south the fan blowing loud,

All around me is sleep. But just a leap of faith and the sleepy eyes are out after all I paid the cost for the value about to be impacted on me by being there. Anyway my paper was lovely still wondering when these lecturers will surprise me with something new.

Happy new month to you all.

DAY 32

YES YOU CAN

It’s all about self determination and self will. I was in class trying to revise my for my industrial electronics exams and my mind just dashes back all the way to 18th Oct. 2005, when I had a talk with my elder sister concerning making the most grades to achieve a first class honours.

I know I messed up along the line but I cannot really trace where my mistake or mistakes were made. Could it be my not so numerous relationships or my love for Arsenal? Jeeez I thought and thought and probably everything was traced to time mismanagement and reading out of the line...I never really concentrated on past questions, I always read even the unnecessary but? Anyway there is God.....But she told me that I had to dedicate a lot of time which I never really did, I basically trusted my instincts, studied only when exams where close.

I hate regretting but this time I have too, it came from a student of the past to a student of the present and now to the students of the future, my five years here was no joke, I will always have a story to tell, please make the right choices because every chance you get has an equal opportunity.

DAY 33

H A P P Y ! ! !

I love today, from waking up with a smiling face after thinking about my new crush, to a fantastic Sunday service, to a fantastic meal, one which I had not had in a very long time to a fantastic siester time.

I will never forget a Sunday like this, reading was so much fun, time with God was much fun at the hour of destiny. I wish everyday could be like this. Anyway I am looking forward to a better month ahead. Got to go catch ya later.

DAY 34

MY TWO IN ONE

That faithful day you were born,

Minutes before you came into this world, I prayed hard for a boy,

Only for the Doc to come out and say otherwise,

I was angry with myself for nothing,

But that could not keep the smile away from my face,

The moment I saw how cute you were,

You had finally earned your place in this world.

How I wish you can remember those days,

You were there for me as a brother,

And yet a sister at the same time,

As we grew up you did all what they never did,

We played football and video games together,

You never complained when sent on errands,

But you always annoyed me when you were stubborn,

When you cried without tears,

I wondered which world you came from.

But till today I am jealous of you,

You have got the brains,

Even when you do not read you pass,

How do you do it???

And now 16 years later,

You have well-matured and grown into a lady,

I am happy for you.

Thanks for being a brother and a sister to me.

HAPPY SWEET SIXTEEN

DAY 35

FRIENDS FOR LIFE

Friends in need are friends indeed......But show me your friend and I will tell you who you are, I guess I don’t believe in that or rather am not a fan of that line. We are just attracted to people who have like characteristics with us, and when we get along we are peer pressured just to feel among.

Twenty friends don’t play together for twenty years but friends can play together forever. But the truth is that my present friends are going to be kept till eternity so too bad if you are not one of them because good friends like me are hard to find, most of all I thank God for the ones close to me.

Today was necessarily stressful and frustrating, not one of the best Fridays I have had in a long time. No exams today but it was not still a day of rest, a lot of knowledge still had to be taken in either by force or by cramming.

DAY 36

CHILDRENS DAY

Children are a heritage of the lord and the fruit of the womb is His reward. I am so happy I was once a child wish those days could come by again. The fun, the cartoons, in fact everything was just too lovely.

Our childhood was not the best but I strongly believe we enjoyed the most in our family, I mean my siblings and I, the ones older than me to be precise. Those days come to my mind almost every time, the toys we had like leg, the places we travelled to, the boat rides and many more.

I remember Kester and Lankipanki, the big white bear and the skinny orange doll, those were the names given to them by my elder sisters. Anyway you kids of now missed out a lot, you missed places like:

• Leisure land
• Amusement park

You missed cartoons like:

• Captain planet
• Voltron
• Dodo the kid from outer space
• Sport Billy
• Danger mouse
• Birdman
• Superted
• Captain caveman
• Globe trotters
• Johnny Quest

This is your time kids so live the life because life is too short to be lived twice. HAPPY CHILDRENS DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

DAY 37

IF NOT FOR THE SPIRIT

It is good to be connected with the spirit, as he will always see you through all problems. As I started my paper, I picked the numbers which my heart went with, numbers 2, 3 and 5.

I started solving but the equations were not just right; three phase, root three, what on earth is wrong with this lecturer, lo and behold he appears right in my front with a smile on his face, reading his mind I could tell he was saying you’re lucky your partner in crime is not one foot close to your seat or I would have embarrassed you.

He is actually the same lecturer that is not still convinced that I did not write the test for my friend. Back to my question paper I was still confused on what to do so I said a little prayer and the good lord sent the Holy Spirit to me and he guided me through the other questions picked.

To obey is really better than sacrifice, thank God I did not have to regret because I will probably hate myself for that.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRUV..........enjoy Tokyo and don’t forget to come back with my gadget.

DAY 38

A SMILE ALWAYS SAYS IT ALL

Today started well, first of all with blessings from the chapel service signifying I had 40 blissful days till July 5th when all my baggage will be packed out of this school never to return. Amen. But as time went on frustrations came into play as if they were planned.

First of all my result which does not want to be corrected for over a year now, I do not know what’s up with that department, cant they just key in the real result or allow me to do it by myself, I guess that will save more time, all I want is for my name to be on that graduation brochure.

I crammed and crammed, and as I crammed they all got jammed. This course is like a pain in the ass, too much to read, too much to learn. Practicing the timed papers was so tough so I decided to take a walk to ease off some steam, decided to head to some guys office who will not just sit down in one place or at least pick up his calls.

Walking with a frustrated face as if the world had been stolen from me, she approached me and asked “what is the problem with me?”Shocked because I did not know her from anywhere I told her all that was on my mind, she advised me to try smiling and all will be well, we exchanged names and a smile was finally on my face.

Back in the library smiling at my handout I read like never before grasping with the speed of light.

DAY 39

LOVELY FIRST PAPER
You are actually moving too fast for me, first of all mid-semesters the defence now my first paper. In as much as I want time to fly I also want it crawling because at the moment every time I wake up I still meet what I have been seeing for the past five years but I am actually scared of the world out there waiting for me but by God's grace I know I have a lot to offer.

Advanced instrumentation is the course title or will I rather say it was the course title because I shall never but pass this way again. The paper was el magnificent even though I had some trouble balancing my bridge equations, every other question was on point. They were all done with precision. This is very encouraging because my morale has been boosted for the remaining papers left.

DAY 40

GONE ARE THE DAYS, NOW ARE THE TIMES

Education is trying to drive us crazy; it is as if the more we read the more we forget. I wonder why this is happening, probably we have crammed too much over the years so the brain finds it hard to easily anything new.
Some of us actually thought Crèche School, primary school, junior high and senior high school were hard. I remember those days of coming 21st in nursery school out of a class 27.........Thank God for primary school when I discovered the difference between the right and the wrong answers..........Thank God for high school, only distinctions in mathematics.

But I still wonder why,

Gone are the days when we were given drawn diagrams to label,
Gone are the days when we could answer all the questions in an exam,
Gone are the days when we got 100% at the end of a term,
Gone are the days when we never even failed a sum in mathematics throughout a term,
Gone are the days when we wrote exams by ourselves and passed,
Gone are the days when calculators were useless to us,
Gone are the days when we passed without cramming,
Gone are the days when we did not have to do overnight to pass,
Gone are the days when we understood everything we read by ourselves,

But,

Now are the times when we force everything we read in,
Now are the times when we do not all night and still we do not cover all that was taught,
Now are the times we cram a whole lot of pages,
Now are the times we do formation to pass exams,
Now are the times we punch our calculators for even the simplest sum,
Now are the times lecturers add marks so we can get at least a “D”,
Now are the times we sleep from the beginning to end of every lecture,
Now are the times when we get 71% and we are happy we earned an “A”,
Now are the times you can barely answer all questions given in an exam,
Now are the times we gamble on each question to obtain the most of marks,
Now are the times we are told to draw and explain with suitable diagrams.

The present has changed so I guess we need to adapt to it. I guess this is an opportunity to tell all my friends GOODLUCK in all your final exams.

DAY 41

UPLOADING MODE

I just pray I don’t break down because it’s not fair I have been stressing my precious brain too hard. The reading is becoming too much, it makes me wish I could sleep and wake up the day before I am set loose into the world but may it not be my portion Amen.

Indoors throughout the early hours of the day, even the afternoon was spent cramming a large handout on my bed which made me miss breakfast and lunch. Anyway by five had to leave the room for fresh air, my outing was so great saw a lot of new faces made a new friend, heard my name pronounced the right way for the first time in few days, I actually never expected her to remember my name than even call it the right way. The day ended with more reading. This cross will soon be over.

DAY 42

MY DREAM

Ever wondered why the last person or rather the last group of people you see before going to bed sometimes appear in your dream. Anyway today was really nice achieved a lot in reading and assistance rendered to a friend from way back. I liked the way the weather changed from scotching sun to drops of water falling down to mother earth.

It all started with a trip after the meeting with management to the other side of the chapel when I was accosted by her to give details of my destination, with exactly no lie up in my mind I had no other choice but to walk her back to her hall.

It was quite strange because I actually had things say as we had not being in any conversation for more than five minutes in the last two or three months. The night went well watched a lot series before I couldn’t help myself but dream, but some details have to be left out.

It all started after my graduation and daddy wrote me a cheque of half a million naira with return tickets for two to three countries of my choice. This was going to be the best graduation present ever for an only son. Anyway the countries picked were South Africa, Dubai and London what an expense paid trip and the funniest thing happened she was the friend picked by me.

She had to taken permission from her mother, we had so much fun and did a lot of things together. The dream was actually longer than that there actually no time for too much details have to get back to my books but am glad the good lord ended the dream at the right time because it was no more funny.

I wonder where this dream actually leaves me, I need an interpretation, why her exactly, am not saying she’s bad or she would not have been picked if I had the choice but this is rather strange but I know God owns the future.

DAY 43

JUST THERE

Today is a definition of what I can describe as just there, no peak or dull moment. Slept very late the previous night at about 5am fighting with my reference and table of contents for my report, from mistake to mistake finally had to give up and sleep till midday.

Woke up to the glory of God and started work again, I said my prayers and back to Microsoft office to complete all corrections that were to be made on the report. As usual the same mistakes kept on happening especially that table of contents automatic version. Sometimes I wish I could just sit my ass down and talk to this compaq system telling her my requirements and she will perform.

Different rumours kept coming in but what I have learnt over the years is that every rumour in this environment doesn’t have a bit of truth but is rather always true. Project defence is starting tomorrow, it keeps staring tomorrow when we will ever start, exams are starting on Tuesday and we have still not passed over this particular bridge. Am actually angry but my friends are actually not ready for defence as some of their projects are across the Indian ocean, that could probably be another story for they have being jilted, patience is a virtue it may still come some day.

I thought by now I will be solely concentrating on my books for exam, it’s actually long since I played with this large book big enough to be my pillow, I guess it’s time to face that phase in life in order to achieve an excellent result.

DAY 44

THE MIX UP

This was the last thing that could ever have crossed my mind that will happen on a bright Tuesday morning. A majestic walk into the building suited up for my defence only to find out test scripts are being shared, I run up to avoid many people seeing my score only to find out the lecturer still has mine and want to see me.

I walk up to the lecturer as usual imagining the worst that could ever happen only for him to tell me to go bring my friend that I am about to leave this school today, this is so unusual as I have never being called up for any case or issue except it is a mistake and it is always a mistake. Like every other man would do I said a little prayer in my mind God please help me pass over this cross but once again.

After a mock defence with my supervisor I ran back to what was at hand, went with my wingman to see the lecturer only for him to tell us one of us wrote for the other, it was sounding so lame in my ears, so absurd, for god sakes do our writings actually look the same.

The worst part of it was that I was sent back to the other end of campus to get my note to confirm our writings were different. It is more serious than I thought, he had already photocopied the two scripts, signed on them and taken them to the H.O.D to approve of cheating.

After running to and fro around the school looking for my note and other test scripts it took about one hour and two other lecturers to confirm our writings were different. Angered but glad I was finally set free from what seemed to be funny trouble because since the days of 2d writing in nursery school I have never written on a given line instead I write in between the line.

DAY 45

TROUBLESHOOTING

It’s actually being long since I had a cake full morning, actually since my first sister left for Abuja I have being on cake drought. Anyway woke up this morning after few hours of sleep due to my final year project runs, and as God will have it breakfast was ready, when I mean ready I really mean ready, just a few steps from my bed to the box of cake.

Work started with my report which actually took quite some time, from adjusting margins to changing of font, finally I had to give up on the report because the main thing was for the project to work. We were trained in my department to work under pressure, a final year project report could be completed in one night and I actually mean the whole five chapters under the pressure of a deadline submission date.

Back to my project, it was actually troubleshooting all evening long, i actually thought there was no hope, I have been too fortunate concerning projects, all projects that I have been involved in have always worked why this very one now especially as it plays a big role in my CGPA, a “B” in this course will ruin everything ever worked for, all the money everything in fact.

Before cock crow it finally started working and as a privileged member of the group I was
the first to enrol as a voter on the database, the end was coming near, what was on my mind was to go into the defence and actually KILL THEM ALL

DAY 46

ONE TO REMEMBER

It will be very hard to forget such a great day, Sunday May 2010-05-16. It all started with
the best sermon I had heard this month, “Taking Responsibility for Uncommon Success”. These
are just a few points from it:
• Sound may excite you, light will transform you
• Appraisal always precedes promotion and success
• Success is not a destination but a journey
• Wealth and riches maybe transferred to you but success cannot
• You cannot run a race you do not start
• The journey of a thousand miles begins with a step

A lot was taught, noted, digested, taken in, jotted, all these crowned the early hours of the day. With a much hungered stomach that could not wait till party time we all headed for the cafeteria after a couple of pictures with the celebrant for breakfast.

After a deep sleep, party time had finally arrived, so much happened. It was actually a birthday party/ book launching. It was a breath- taking party, after his mother showered us with prayers that I thought would never just end. We just have to give big ups to ours mums whose prayers are one of the reasons why we’re always above the game. I must really admit that Tolu is one queer guy. I wish most men could be as abnormal as he is. He is so great a friend, and I see a world bestseller in him. I am proud that i will also tell my children he lived in my days. I was there for he's last birthday, todays own and I look forward to many more, because good friends are hard to come by.

There was so much to eat but I just had to save myself for the after party, because as a roommate to the celebrant a lot of work was expected, from serving of guest to presenting a citation to keeping the guest company if you really know what I mean.

The day was really well spent as I had to make a very big decision concerning my future. The choice I made was not "To continue in it" but I do not really know if that was the right choice, anyways I guess I am a freeman.

DAY 47

JUST RANDOM

I open the door, step into the room,

Lie down back flat, legs on the table,

I look up at the fluorescent tube,

My vision is better; at least I can read what is written on the fluorescent,

I decide to change my line of sight willingly,

The movement of the fan captivates me,

I thought fans rotated clock wisely,

This is strange because mine is spinning the other way,

Anyway since I am actually jobless, I start counting how many revolutions per minute,

One, two, three... thirty-seven, thirty-eight,

My eyes start spinning,

I find myself in an awkward room, one I have never seen before,

I am wearing a tuxedo,

I see an expense list, wedding expense-list for that matter,

I am wondering, but how?

I keep hurting my head trying to go back in time, trying to catch up all I missed,

The door opens and he is also suited like me, he’s probably my best man,

He tells me there is no time for explanations,

But whatever happened to the Gambian, he’s meant to be my best man,

He answers: the Gambian got married last year,

I look outside it seems we are on an island, when did I acquire this?

I wear my wristwatch on my right hand now,

My roommate during my B.sc days is now a world bestseller,

Things have changed, but no one to explain to me,

Wow mum and dad are still healthy and alive,

So most of the guests at the wedding actually flew down to my island,

But when on earth did I purchase it,

On the way to the altar I see my younger sister, she whispers save journey to the moon,

Wow I guess that’s where honeymoon will be spent,

She’s wearing an engagement ring standing beside a friend,

I am not daddy but when did I approve of her engagement,

The year is twenty- fourteen,

So I lived pass the December 21st, 2012,

I finally get to the altar, procession starts,

Here comes the bride is being played, after all these years that song is still being played,

She is walked by an elderly man under a veil,

I guess that is going to be my father-in-law,

It is finally time to unveil her,

All of a sudden I am reciting fifty-three, fifty-four, fifty-five,

Arrrrrrrrrrrhhh, so I was hypnotized,

I am back on my NASCAR clothed bed, half dressed for a tutorial class,

Gosh I start fuming; it was only a day-dream,

Why?

I try hard to go back, but it is impossible,

Why didn’t God allow me unveil her, unveil the future,

I want to know who is under the mask,

Could it be one of those girls I once dated?

Maybe it was the black beauty from Trinidad and Tobago, I once dreamt of marrying,

All I need is just one more glimpse,

But the moment I see it everything will be ruined,

So I just have to leave FATE to decide.

This answers my once upon a time question,

If the PAST is HISTORY, what is the FUTURE called?

A MYSTERY!!!!!!!!!

DAY 48

THANK GOD IT IS ANOTHER FRIDAY

I cannot stop loving Fridays. They just always come bright and beautiful. Imagine today it rained early hours and the sun is back up. I probably love Fridays because of that great day 14th October, so many years ago back then in the late eighties I guess, the day I breathed my first breadth on mother earth.

I have actually had a few bad Fridays, there are two which are stuck in my memory, how I wish one of them fell on the jinxed day which is called Friday the 13th. I have never shared what happened on any of those days with anybody but I know one of my sisters will have a clue. I almost jumped in a big gutter on purpose, let me say I wanted to try something new or rather maybe suicide. The other one I merely wished I could jump off a moving bus into the Atlantic from West Africa’s longest bridge, the story is left for another day.

Today was exceptionally different, I got visited by a girl who I will call my friend. My name was announced and down the staircase running thinking it was my younger sister with mouth watering goodies for a one and only brother, to my surprise I saw a girl in the same colour as me (Army Green), breadth taking memories rushed back, the history of the past, those library moments, the Lekki paroles, hospitality room, galleria outings, chapel sittings etc.

We talked for awhile even though my mind was not there, I had travelled far away, but were was my mind actually I was not even looking at her mouth moving but I was hearing her voice I can remember.

She handed me a package of gifts which I was grateful for, but the peak of our moment together was that a great choice has to be made by Sunday sundown time. I pray my choice is what looking for, God grant me the grace even though I know which ever choice I make is going to be half chance.

I have cultivated a culture of telling God before I step out of my room everyday that I will either bless someone or I will be blessed, well the usual happened today I got blessed splendidly and am very grateful to God for making this happen because every item was highly needed. Thanks to YOU also.

DAY 49

JUST A LITTLE PRAYER

I came across this prayer and decided I have to share it because it is going to guide me

through the remaining days I have left as an undergraduate.

It says:

I shall pass through this way but once.

All the good things therefore, let me do them.

Let me not differ from them,

For I shall NEVER pass through this way again.

AMEN.

DAY 50

RUNWAY LOVE Part 3

Egbele Micheal Ehireme, I hope you remember me, we were primary school crushes my number is ......, please call me asap. She still spelt my Michael with an “e” before “a”, Jesus I ranted in the kitchen what was lost had been found, told my mum and my eldest sister the story they both laughed at my shy boyhood days.

I did not call her until Monday 15th December 2008 to be precise, unfortunately for me she had left Lagos the previous day for Akwa-Ibom, and how I hated and cursed myself. She screamed for 20 seconds that she had missed me, am sure she would have squeezed me to death if she was seeing me physically.

We caught up on the past nine years, it was a very big reunion, so many things had changed, people had gone to be with the lord, we were like strangers to each other but we all know what they say love can do.

We had searched for each other over the years, I joined hi5, facebook, but she never joined them I even searched every set that came into my university, I never gave up even though I had thoughts she was either in Australia or dead. We talked day in day out and set a date for March the next year when we will be out of school.
The semester had ended it was time for I.T, time to work, she was in Lagos for the break to.

I remember those days cutting work to go and visit her; I even missed one church service to be with her. She was more beautiful than I the last time I had seen her, the last 2 decades ago. But my wish had been answered to set my eyes on her before I leave this mother earth.

We had a lot of fun together, we went places, back to our primary school gate, can you imagine the mallam guarding the gate was still the same. I wish it never ended but life has an end so every story must have an end, we had to part ways because she could not bear the stress of working in Lagos. She went to be with her mum in another state.

I remember the last time I saw her, the tears in her eyes because I had to go we hugged for about 5 minutes, she didn’t still want to let go, I gave her my passport and told her fate we decide about us. We talked after work each day; we made plans for the future until finally she had to runaway again.

She had fled for the second time, no mails, no text messages, no picking of calls, where in the world where you? Dubai did that come out of my mouth, but at least you should have still told me.
She promises to change every time but I hope after reading this story it will be for good. We still talk one in like 3 months, I never hoped for this, but the future is bright so let me keep hoping.

My “RUNAWAY LOVE” I wish I could force you out of my mind but friends never say good bye, you were my first crush and forever you will be.

DAY 51

RUNAWAY LOVE Part 2

My name is Ehireme Micheal Egbele, I hope you remember me we were actually classmates back in primary school, primary five to be precise. I liked you and still like you but I never knew how to tell you. My phone number is 01-2618671, please call me when you have the chance.

I hope you’re enjoying secondary school, as for me it is a definition of fun but it is a whole new ball game. Anyway I have to go now because the next class is about to starts please take care of yourself for me. Yours sincerely, Egbele Ehireme.
The letter is actually rephrased as there was only one copy and it was shredded by her brother years ago.

My house address was also included in the letter. To my surprise as she told me the letter did not get to her because she never went to Q.C rather her sister who was in ss 3 got the letter and read it with all her friends, can you imagine all the criticisms I got back then.
Her sister actually gave her the letter and scolded her what she knew about love, she kept the letter close to her heart and read it every morning until one day her brother wanted to see it and she had to shred it to pieces.

Sometime in year 2000, third term holiday, I received a call from her, my heart leaped with joy, imagine me stammering when she told me she also liked me and she had to moved to Akwa-Ibom due to her father’s posting, she also told me she never made it to Q.C but rather went to Grace High school. That was the last I heard from her, she had to runaway again but why?
December 9th 2008, going through my mails got a facebook message from her.

It read:

DAY 52

MEMORY LANE: MY RUNAWAY LOVE

I woke up this morning and I could not get her off my mind, probably because of our previous night chat session.

I actually wonder where to start from, I had like a few other girls in previous classes, Kunbi, Halima, I think those are the only ones I can remember but her own was a special kind of crush permit me to use the word unconditional crush.

I remember the first time I set my eyes on her, class 5 blue, we had just being reshuffled, I could not but keep my eyes on her, my heart always beat faster than normal, finally there was a reason to go to school every day after all those silly lies of stomach pain in the morning just to skip school.
The tricks I played were just a few she alone knows them, and its better I keep them secret even though I can say them but you all will just see me as a corrupted minded boy. I never told her I liked her, this was bigger than a burden on my shoulders, from first position first term to second position second term due to lack of concentration in class, mummy I am very sorry for not concentrating those days.

I finally decided to tell her the last day of primary school, but I guess you know there was no pick up line, there was never an approach, instead I just kept trailing her from one end to the other end of the school, I never got to say good bye to her.
Year 7 came and still I had not gotten her out of my mind. One sunny day, my classmates chanting around I decided to go to my class teacher’s desk for some time alone.

I remembered the postage stamps in my wallet my mum had given. I once over head that she was going to Queens College secondary school so I addressed my letter there on a small brown envelope.

The letter read:

DAY 53

WORLDS GREATEST MUM

How I wish I could remember that particular moment, you were there for me,
The moment I caused you pain in bringing me into this world,
I actually heard I was laid in a white quilt,
How you looked into my eyes that Friday morning back then in the eighties,
As I grew up I did not have much faith in myself, you were there for me
You were always by my side, holding me up strong,
You are so humble that it amazes me so much,
My friend once asked me Ehi has your mum ever beaten you, I laughed,
You stayed up with me all night, as my lungs gasped for oxygen those asthma days,
You always reassured me everything was going to be alright,
Even though I never believed you, because you were never in my shoes, but now I do,
You and daddy always planned the best for us kids,
You gave me some funny rules, no wearing of only boxers in the house,
You hate seeing me when I sag my shorts, even though you know I am trying my best not to,
You hate it when I grow my nails, I am grateful for all these,
I will never forget the time I was rude to you,
Back then in year 10 when I just became a senior student,
I walked away while you were speaking because you refused to get me what I wanted,
I still regret that moment right now, because you still came back to me humbly,
You trained me up with the right ethics and ethos, both spiritually and mentally,
Even though I am very slim now, I don’t blame you but myself,
All those traditional meals I skipped,
You thought me to be friendly even when I was shy and scared of people,
I remember those days when my elder sisters thought I was just a silly child,
Due to my shyness, you were there for me,
You taught me how to tuck in my shirt in kindergarten,
I know I have not caused you many problems, cause of the way you brought me up,
Right from boarding school, I always had extra of every item,
But now I always feel empty when returning to school,
I was happy to hear you were leaving for Abuja, but you are now the cornerstone,
I have never lacked, you provided all a suckling child desired,
Every time I feel like being bad, I remember your words,
Ehireme as you fondly call me, I am always here praying for you, be a good son,
I can write a book about you, because you are so great, there is no one compared to you,
I can keep on writing, but every story has an end,
I guess this day is dedicated to you and all the other mothers in the world,
It is actually you and the others,
Every time I hear the song “Sweet mother” I weep because the song just describes you,
You are the best mother a son can ever desire, this is from the depth of my heart,
HAPPY MOTHERS DAY.
Happy birthday to my friends: D.O, A.A, T.E.

DAY 76

THE GIRL IN THE PURPLE BLOUSE

I guess am back after such a long break, though it may have been days to you but they seem as never ending years to me. Got up 0430hours this morning, I have not actually blogged for a week due to series of school tests and different up comings.

I am meant to be revising right now because I have a test in two hours time, but due to the thunderstorm outside I am stuck in my room full of ideas I have to put down.

In the course of the week I had a long discussion with a friend and it was about how we are the cause of every action that happens to us.

Have you ever thought how one action leads to the other, if only you were born two seconds earlier or later you might not be where you are right now, if only you did not forget your ticket at home and miss your flight, you may have been part of that plane crash. It goes on and on and on, it just never seems to end. I guess my pen is on my paper right now and this is a little STORY, enjoy:

If only he was 2 seconds earlier or later,

If only they did not decide to be friends, they may still be together,

If only she showed more care, they may still be together,

If only she gave as much as she received, they may still be together,

If only she always made him happy, they may still be together,

If only she was emotionally available, they may still be together,

If only she never thought he was paranoid and acting insecure, they may still be
together,

If only she knew boyfriends come before best friends and close friends, they may
still be together,

If only she never thought he complained when he observed a fault, they may still be together,

If only she sent text messages early enough or just simply called, they may still be together,

If only she did not turn her face when unresolved issues came up, they may still be together,

If only she listened carefully whenever he talked, they may still be together,

If only she showed public display of affection, they may still be together,

If only she never got another call line, they may still be together,

If only she never slept off during chat sessions, they may still be together,

If only she never really got tired after work, they may still be together,

If only she knew when to hug him, they may still be together,

If only she never broke his rules and principles, they may still be together,

If only she could keep to time, they may still be together,

If and only if he never kept the history of things, they may still be together.....

If only she never invited him to her mum’s party, they will not have been together,

If only she never kissed him, they will not have been together,

If only they never read together, they will not have been together,

If only they had never written what they liked about each other, they will not have been together,

If only they did not have similar interests, they will not have been together,

If only he never saw the book containing her goals, they will not have been together,

If only she never said yes when he asked her out, they will not have been together,

If only she never organised a surprise party for him, they will not have been together,

If only he never told her his feelings for her, they will not have been together,

If only he never went on those Lekki outings, they will not have been together,

If only she was never given his number, they will not have been together,

If only she never wanted a holiday job, they will not have been together,

If only he did not know who could get her a job, they will not have been together,

If only he never sat beside her in that room the day he introduced himself, they will not have been together,

If only he never wrote that networking exam, they will not have been together,

If only his heart never beat faster anytime he saw her, they will not have been together,

If only he did not break up with his girlfriend, they will not have been together,

If only he did not decide to walk with his friend after class that day, they will not have been together,

If only he never decided to pass that staircase, they will not have been together,

If only he did not look in that direction, they will not have been together,

If only he was 2 seconds earlier or later, they will not have been together,

If only he never saw “THE GIRL IN THE PURPLE BLOUSE” they will not have been together.

Day 82

A Little Time Alone

“Life is a war” this was the theme of today’s message, it was actually one of the best messages I had heard in my entire life even though I took a little nap for about 15minutes, I actually wonder when I will change for the better.

Today was meant to start like any other Sunday if not for the roaring sound from the P.A as usual calling names of students who have either letter of suspension or letter of warning. I prayed deeply that my name will not fall under this category because I have suffered enough this past week, but you know the usual my name came out again this time with a strong letter of warning after I had being cleared. I could not actually sleep back neither could I think my brain was actually going through a lot , I am tired of this school but I know God will see me through, for they will chase me and never catch me cause I will flee in more ways than they expect.

Church service was very interesting; it was fully packaged with spirituality, jokes and lots more. In fact it was due to the laughter from the crowd that I got up from my slumber, I remember the preachers interview when he was actually asked a question that he had no idea of, his answer was its actually because of time that you are actually on that side of the table if not it will have being the other way round, he actually bargained to be trained on the course and he got the job, that was so hilarious.

After the service I actually had to wait for about 2hours before I could enter my room because I was locked outside, I hate anything having to do with key issues but I was able to contain myself. After entering my I rested a bit before setting out to see my little sister who eventually embarrassed me in front of her friends forming she was advising a brother who is actually older than her, she’s lucky I did not do things my way if not she will still have being sobbing from my smacks.

Reading time was actually here but I had to put something in my stomach so assimilation will be quite fast. After eating I could not resist the match that was going on, actually I wasted 30minutes of my time I could have invested. Reading went on well because I understood every bit of what was read or rather studied today.

On my way back from civil engineering building I discovered I was the only one on the stretch of road that could serve a runway for a Boeing 737 airplane. I began to think my future is actually here, its chasing me like wild fire, what do I actually want to become? How do I want my life to turn out? These were the questions I asked myself; I then thought again what am I actually good at? I know I can lie which makes me a pretender and since I can pretend I can act, that was not actually good enough I needed something more concrete, something that will make a big statement to the world like Bill Gates, he is the richest man on earth with a service he invented and has managed over the years. I do not actually want to be the richest man on earth even though I will not mind, I just want to be comfortable, I want something attached to my name. It’s time to work very hard because that is the only thing that can give birth to success.

Ehi the time is now to make an impact to my world........

Day 83

Battle for Supremacy


Have you ever walked on the street and then you see two agama lizards fighting, from my little knowledge of biology I guess it’s called "territoriality", this was the highlight of the day, it was Messi against Ronaldo, Valdes against Cassilas, Marcelo against Xazi, Alonso against Keita, Ehi against hmmm I guess there’s no one because there is no match for me..Lol

Anyway woke up quite early and for the first time on a Saturday morning I went back to bed because some guy was with my bucket and was still snoring while Reme's laundry was waiting.
After doing my laundry I set out to read my books because this upcoming week is going to be full of a series of tests. The day looked as if it was going to be boring; I was actually the only one in the whole class reading can you imagine that, no one to whisper to, no one to recite what you have read, absolutely no one but me.

After reading, listening to music, watching hustle for about 4hours plus, it was finally time to rest, so I set out to watch the FA Cup match that was being aired on tv, it was kind of fun even though I am a Chelsea hater. The order of the day started to fall in place; I went to chapel for a prayer conference where I had to reconnect with my one and only God. I could not stay till the very end due to some other business I had to take care of.

Finally the time we had all being waiting for "Ël Classico" as it is fondly called, chairs were dragged, tables were gathered, men standing, men sitting that was actually the arrangement of the cafeteria. Anyway it was football at its best, they were chasing each other round the field like there was no tomorrow, I was glad at that moment that I was actually there in person to see the glory of football. Messi scored an astonishing goal I couldn’t believe where the pass came from that he netted it so quickly. From then on it was a fair struggle till the half was over.

It was a long walk back to the hall with my backpack weighing my shoulders down, the day was finally coming to an end and I was happy that at least a lot was achieved today.

Day 84

A Mother's Love

"To whom much is given much is expected" the exact words my mum told me before I left home October 17th 2005, these words have being a guiding stone to me for the past 5 years, she always tells me Ehireme as she fondly calls me you know your my only son please whatever you do, do not get into trouble. The thought of her black knees which is caused by her everyday kneeling down to pray for her family always guided me too, I remember her once telling me even though it means me selling all my clothes to keep you comfortable I will.

I woke up due to the sounds from the public address system saying: this is the last list of chapel defaulters come and check your names and report to the chapel for 0800hours, my mind was racing please tell me my name is not there one more time. I rushed downstairs to check, I was glad when I couldn’t find my name then bad luck as usual came crawling by my friend told me I had being looking at the wrong list that my name was on the second list and that I had defaulted six times!!!!1 imagine that, it meant more than trouble only Gods grace could save me from this one.

I ironed and rushed to the chapel on getting there I discovered I had being pinked again and a class was holding there so myself and a friend rushed for breakfast, while waiting for yam and stew to be ready, my eyes were glued to the television screen, then I started hearing movements boys, kids, men to be running as if the world was coming to an end, my friend asked me Ehi what do you think is going on then for a moment neurons rushed once more to my brain then I realized they had been informed to come over to the cafeteria for the meeting and they were all running to get front seats, immediately my friend and I rushed over to get our seats without having breakfast.

After waiting for about two hours we were spoken to by the dean of student Affairs who told us to divide ourselves to our different halls of residence, there was a rush again and this time I did not make front roll where forms were given out to students. I could not be fooled again after staying till about 2345hours the day before, I set back to my room for good rest, had some snacks while watching Gossip girl which has become so twisted till about 1800hours when it was time for me to go and receive my verdict concerning my stay in this school.
On getting to my destination I found out people had been separated into two just like how the goats will be separated from the sheep on judgement day, I quickly ran up the stage to know my fate and finally the BOOK was open, I had already started reading the ladies lips and she confirmed I had signed, you are cleared those were her exact words I actually wanted to hug her but I will have being charged for overt sexual gesture..Lol.
My day had being fulfilled and crowned with joy, because I had not disappointed myself or my mum. If I was not actually cleared 4 weeks suspension will have being hanging around my neck. Finally I went to the chapel to thank His holy name because everything was done for me according to His grace upon my life. The End

Day 85

Judgement Day

Woke up this morning with alot at the back of my mind, first of all i was thinking could my very good friend from way back in the 90's have slyed me concerning my attendance sheet, what if he actually did but we are actually to close for that, anyway i was contemplating murder because failure to sign for me is probably suspension i doubt SLOW(strong letter of warning) as it is normally called in my skool.

The day finally begun after ironing my best white shirt to signify peace depending on the measure of punishment awaiting me.....anyway as usual the long walk to chapel with another friend who i knew nothing could happen to no matter the situation at hand, my heart was actually beating fast, blood rushing to my brain, thoughts of my year 12 in secondary school replaying back how i ruined my ending my very last stay..the truth still holds "its not the beginning that matters but the very end" i was feeling i was going to be the black sheep of my family once more as i had been in the past, i was angry for not judging my inner man,i actually knew something like this will happen but how and why now we are many and most of my friends are included nothin fi happen as it is normally said in pigeon.

We both got to the chapel early enough only to find out the meeting was slated for 12oohours, anyway we set for the cafeteria cause my stomach had already started eating up my intestine as she had being starved for hours. After my meal my lecture hall was the next stop, stayed in class for an hour and headed straight to the verdict centre were we had to sit for about 1hour before they came to attend to us telling us to move to another venue for the next line of action. Again they wasted our time this time for about 2hours.

We finally started, about 550students were to be cleared can u imagine 15 to 20minutes spent on each student so when were they exactly meant to finish. Boiz or rather men to be cannot be left all alone without been rowdy or rather blood and tension heating up, from one problem to the other the officials finally left after being frustrated by the crowd of boys they unimaginally could not handle.

They finallly came back after an hour only to continue the hustle and bustle, me that i thought i had street smart i left there by 23.45hours unsuccessful , it was a big blow to my chest but i just had this feeling i will laugh last. So stressed out on getting back to my room could not even last 15minutes before i knocked out..........................to be continued