School days, secondary school days or high school days were so very interesting. Being in a school that is associated with the Navy was interesting also. At first, it was all new to me but I got accustomed to it later on. I began secondary school as a day student, and then I was a … Continue reading Ollymoore.
Let me take you back, to about a decade ago, when there was no love lost between women and football. Scenario:He’s tried to do football banter with her for a couple of days now. The big league thing is coming. ‘Up man united’!Duh! She won’t budge. Analysis:You see she’s not into football. She just doesn’t … Continue reading She and that round Leather thing!
…..i sometimes wish i was still the little cute pie girl i was years back,then life was much more simple and easy.with all the love attention nd care showerd on you and all you know is having friends eating candy chocolates icecreams nd stuff like that. Getting into adulthood is as hard as a rock … Continue reading This life
For the love of children… The beginning and end of this article should have been, ‘LAGOS IS CHAOTIC’! Gosh!! I love the Fairy Godfather et al but sometimes I wonder if he created Lagos just for his own amusement. I also wonder what he thinks when he looks down on all the people scurrying (either … Continue reading Chronicles of a Fairy Godsister
It was at midnight when the contractions began. At first they were mild, and 30 minutes apart…I would just wake up to some twinges in my belly…at first I thought Sondra(my unborn child) was just acting up again since I had had two false ‘labours’ already…so I paid no attention to her. At four a.m … Continue reading Story Of My Life
A quick glance on the streets of Lagos these days will reveal an almost amusing sight. From the well-padded and secured to the paint bucket painted as a disguise to deceive the authorities, you will find the different ways commercial motorcycles operators (CMOs/okada riders) are complying with the Federal Road Safety Commission (FRSC) directive of … Continue reading The Helmet War
The book laid attractively across the bed, but dulled by the gnawing innards in the pit of her stomach, her hand motionless, refusing to yield to the order of her brain. Thinking back about how she got herself into this situation, the image of her father loomed largely in front of her. It was the … Continue reading Memoirs of an Undergraduate
IT’Z CRAYZEE 2 REALISE DAT ALL I’VE BIN DOIN WAZ SIMPLY HURTIN MYSELF ND INVARIABLY DOSE DAT CARE ABOUT MI!! IT ACTUALLY TOOK A TAGGED NOTE (THNX JASMEEN) 4 MI 2 REALISE DAT I NEVA REALLY LIVED 4 D PRESENT, DAT IT WAZ EITHER I WAZ REMINISCING ABT D PAST OR I WAZ SCARED OF … Continue reading A New Me….hopefully