thoughts of an addictive thinker

For every challenge there is always a right response, for every victory there is always a bitter struggle, for every answer there is always a question and for every man there is always a WHAT?
What is the most used word, while the most asked questions are what do you want? And what do you need? Anyone can know who you are or when you want something or even the manner you want it most of the time but very few times people even closest to you can answer the question what you want, Even what you need can be answered more times basing it on your evnironment and stage in life at that moment.

Weird Stuff: Chinese Hitchhiker Pays For Trips With Sex

The Hitchhiker

So this 19 year Chinese girl decides she wants to take a tour of her country and since she had no money she thought of a brilliant way to take the tour for free (sort of). She posted an ad on Chinese website Weibo saying she's looking for "temporary boyfriends" who must be "good looking, under 30, taller than 1.75 meters and, of course, rich", her plan? To have them pay for her trip to their respective cities and all expenses she might incur while there for a night of undivided attention and sex. In her words

"They will fund my transport to their city and all my expenses while I am there and they need to be generous. In return, they get a whole night with me, my undivided attention, and a chance to show themselves off in the company of a truly beautiful girl."

My Week With The Dean

So last week i had to suffer punishment laid out by the dean for doing absolutely nothing. The thing is the Dean came to my hall last week in the middle of the night to look for a student and guys acknowledged his presence by throwing a plastic pack and as i later heard a piece of bread at him and booing him as he attempted to leave. The dean seemed ready to overlook the fact that projectiles were aimed at him since he dodged them like the agents from Matrix but he just couldn't take the loud boos he got from the guys so he decided to come back in and pack as many students as he could and blame the incident on them. You see my room is by the balcony and that's where the students gathered to boo and hurl projectiles at him so he decided to judge all members of my room as guilty. So for a five days or so some unlucky sons of Eve and I had to join the crop of students the good dean had pick to torment for either committing actual offenses or getting caught in a compromising situation that is no way contrary to the rules, but as the dean made clear to us, impressions are more important than the truth. So for five days i was posted in a group that had to tell students passing by to remember to stick to the rules or correct those actually breaking it after-which we would report to a conference room wait for an hour then get lectured by the good dean.

After the duration of the punishment was over the dean requested we send him a one page report so to speak, about our experience and what we got out of it and this is what i sent:

You Can Only Choose One

I saw this earlier on thenakedconvos, a blog i read frequently and i decided to make this post it. Of the six pills in the picture you can only choose one so i have to choose the one i think i'll use most efficiently or that would be the most fun so here's my opinion on the pill selection pill by pill.

The Blue pill. Well that's an easy one, no way i'm choosing that one. Why would i choose something that would leave me lifeless in just ten years, unless i take it when i'm like 85 and i can't wait so many decades just to take the pill.

The Red pill. Yes the internet is important and stuff but come on, i can only choose one, no way i'm wasting my choice on the ability to check facebook and twitter or scroll through 9gag six times a day. I'll use my phone for that.

The Orange pill. Well i've never actually gotten high so i don't see why i would choose the ability to get high 4 times a day when i could choose to read minds or fly. Sure getting high sounds fun but seriously i could just buy high grade weed if i ever decide to touch the clouds of my mind.

The Black pill. The ability to see the future, nice. I can live with the hassle since i could just look into the future and use that information to get loads of money and always stay one step ahead of danger. The problem i have with this is the butterfly effect. The butterfly effect is when little ripples in time causes the future to change, so one little thing done differently might lead to a completely different future, just you seeing the future might have changed it already. Also it would be boring knowing almost everything that would happen, life without surprises is boringggggg.

Guest Post: How Technology Changes Our Lives

"Image courtesy of Ambro / FreeDigitalPhotos.net"

Modern technology is evolving at an alarming speed and is subsequently making a huge difference to the way that we live our lives today. From the innovative Smartphone to the handy tablet computer we are now more attached to our technological devices than ever before. And this is a quick look at the different ways in technology has changed our lives so far.

It’s not easy for many of us to remember life before the arrival of the television, mobile phone and the Internet, and it’s even harder for us to imagine life without these entertaining and useful gadgets today. They have become an integral part of our everyday life and we have come to rely on them. Gone on the days when we would have to leave the house to go shopping, pay a bill or chat with our family and friends. Today, we can quite simply do all of these activities and so much more at the click of a button making everyday life that little bit easier and more convenient. Infact, you can find anything online: information, games, chatrooms. When you discover you want to buy something, all you have to do is find an online shop or a free classified website such as this one and find whatever you need.

Lost In Ibadan

My car has been having different issues lately and so it spent a lot of time at the mechanics while i went back to my Okada hopping ways and today, after spending more than two weeks i got to drive it again. I had errands to run for my dad and on my way back i decided to take what i thought was a shortcut. I ended up roaming in the most rural areas of Ibadan completely lost. I visited some areas for the first time today, i felt i would still come out at a reasonable location if i kept going straight so i did, but after a long time on unfamiliar very narrow roads i decided to turn left and see where that road led. After a while i decided to buy gasoline has the gauge doesn't work and i wasn't sure of how much was left in the tank. Immediately i made my way into the filling station my roadmachine went offline. I thanked my stars it didn't happen in the middle of the road and went on to fill my tank thinking it was an empty tank that got it to go off, but well it wasn't. Turns out the radiator the mechanic was supposed to fix was now worse than before and it had swallowed up the three liters of water i put in it before heading out and was now empty.  Had to wait for more than thirty minutes to fill it again with six sachets of pure water before being able to continue my quest to find familiar land, the people around were very nice and helpful by the way. Long story short when i got home the radiator was dry again, i'm just praying this situation hasn't caused further damage to my ride.

Moral Lesson: Avoid unknown shortcuts and get a good mechanic.

My Friend's Encounter With Scam Artists

A friend of mine let's call her Aminat was on her way to work one morning when she boarded a cab. After a while someone alighted from the cab and went to the boot to get his luggage and after he had left the driver came back in to ask who owned a big ghana must go bag, a fellow sitting next to Aminat claimed it as his and the following conversation ensured between the occupants of the cab, Driver, Bag Owner, Aminat, Igbo guy and Old Woman

Driver: Wetin dey inside your bag?

Bag Owner: Na just clothes and other stuff.

Driver: E no fit be just clothes o, that bag heavy die, police fit stop us wan search so i suppose know
wetin dey inside.

Bag Owner: Oga na money dey inside o, my oga wey dey Kano die  and them allow us carry anything wey we want from him house, some people carry car, i no fit drive so i carry that bag of money.

Driver: How much money?

Bag Owner: Like 15,000 dollars, for naira na 480 million. (mathematics is definitely not his strong suit)

Everyone: What!!!!! (They can't calculate either it seems)

Driver: See this guy wey wan koba me o, you put that kind money for my booth you no tell me. You go settle all of us for here before you fit go since you put us at risk.

Aminat: i'm already late for work let me get off, you guys can settle yourselves.

Driver: You no fit comot o, you don hear the gist you have to finish it with us, no worry i go carry you go where you dey go.

Bag Owner: No worry i go settle all of una, the problem be say my oga put jazz on-top the money so if you touch am you go fall, na why i carry the entire bag.

Igbo guy: I sabi one pastor for one side, he go spoil the jazz for us.

100 Truths

Well saw this 100 truths stuff on a blog so decided to try it too, here goes.

1.
Last drink: Water
2.
Last phone call: Femi
3.
Last text message: "Later fam"
4.
Last song you listened to: ‘Car Radio’- Twenty One Pilots.
5.
Last time you cried: Last week when i watched 1000 Ways To Die In The West.
6. .
Dated someone twice: NO.
7.
Been cheated on: Not sure, but my gut says yes.
8.
Kissed someone:Does my mum count?
.9.
Lost someone special: Yes.
10.
Been depressed: But of course.
11.
Been drunk and threw up:  No. Never. I can hold my liquor.

LIST FOUR FAVORITE COLOURS:
12.Grey
13. Yellow
14. Red
15. Rainbow.

HAVE YOU:

Guy Murders Seven Cause He's a Virgin

During the weekend i came across some horrible news, a 22 year old guy in California killed seven people and injured a number of others before finally taking his own life. Before he went on his killing spree he made a video, the video stated why he was gonna kill several people, he claimed he was hated by females as he has always been rejected by them and hence he's still a virgin at 22 and its time for retribution. This guy believed girls deserved to die for not accepting his advances and even decided to kill others just because he felt their lives were better than his. He had mental issues clearly, but really the glorification of sex by social media and everyone this days led to this, his father is wealthy so how does someone who has everything he could want except sex feel his life is a living hell. Sex is not everything, in fact sex is nothing special at all, its just sex, it shouldn't be made to seem more important than it actually is. I'm not even sure what else to say about this just click on the link to the video the guy made and drop you thoughts on the issue RETRIBUTION.

The Unexpected

It was on a Monday evening I was coming back from work  as usual very tired it was a stressful day , it was around 8:45 P.M when I dropped at my bus stop before I got home I had to buy some things so when I finally reached home it was 9:30 P.M. I took my bath and was about to sleep. Then I heard a knock on the gate, I thought it was my elder sister because she comes home late sometimes so I went to check who was knocking at the gate. I opened it without asking who it was and immediately I was knocked down with a gun. The next thing I saw was a gun pointed at my face , then another armed man entered... Now if you are reading this and have never had a gun pointed at you before the feeling is very terrifying. The guy pointing the gun at me told me if I shout, run or try anything funny the next thing I will see is the white light. So they told me to take them inside to my parents, as we were walking I started praying like never before in my mind pulling out some verses I never even thought I knew. 

Rate That Movie: Frozen

So for a while now there has been this huge buzz about this Disney animation Frozen, which apparently generated over a billion dollars at the box office. I just recently got the movie and decided to watch it over the weekend to see what all the fuzz was about. I tell you with heaviness of heart that the movie sucked way more than i expected, like there were irrational things happening even from the first scene. Why would any resonable adult bring a child on a ice picking or whatever trip, the risk is way too high, he could have fallen into the water and frozen to death, or just easily fallen off somewhere during the climb to the northern mountains where they get the ice. Later in the movie they made it clear that the boy had no family and thats why he was taken in by trolls, so i ask this, who were the men he went ice picking with in the first scene? They all had similar clothing and stuff so i figured they were in the same clan or whatever. And that movie makes the trip to the dreaded northern mountains seem like a trip to the park, like it takes them no time at all to go there and return.

Elsa or however her name is spelt has powers and no other person does, and how does this movie justify this, by saying she was born with them, wow that makes things so much clearer. The troll father or whatever said the heart would be a problem if frozen but the head is easily persuaded, like what! How does that even apply? Yea i know its animation and i should go easy on it but damn, that had too much bullshit in it. The King and Queen decided to lock up their little children forever, thats like pushing them to have pyschological issues right. And the wise father compels his daughter not to ever use her powers, instead of teaching her to control it since keeping it in check obviously wasn't working but hey, they needed a reaon for her powers to go crazy on her coronation so the father must be stupid. 

MY TURNING POINT

I have made some mistakes in my past which lead to some bad experiences but one of my worse experiences happened to me when I was 5 years old. When I was 5 years old we were still living in Ikeja in a flat, I am the last child among four children, I shared a room with my immediate elder brother which is 9 years older than me, the beds where double bunk beds. At 5 years old I was going through a phase which I will call curious stage when I will always test and see how things work. One day my curiosity got the better of me, I was playing with a lighter when I mistakenly dropped it on the bed at first I didn’t panic because I thought the fire won’t spread fast and even though I could go out of the room and call my siblings who were watching a movie in the living room but that is when I got it all wrong. The bed caught fire immediately then it spread to the top bed in less than 10seconds I ran to the door to open it that is when I remembered something vital my room door had a problem it couldn’t be opened from the inside only the outside. 

What Goes Around

So i was having my bath today  and i realised, everyone gets hit by the what goes around comes around shii i.e karma everyday without even realizing it. Think about it, after having your bath you clean your body with a towel, and you use said towel to clean you face, your arms and your corner corner parts i.e butt, dick, balls, pussy or what have you (for you aliens out there) and i realized something, everyday you use the towel to randomly clean each and every body part, its not like you keep track of what part of the towel you used to clean what body part right. And then of course at several points in time you must have used the part of the towel previously used to clean your privates to clean your face, its basically like putting your balls, butt and the rest on your own face, so you basically kiss your own ass way more than you would expect. The thought weakened me, i'm getting separate towels for my face and corners from now on.

IT Stories: Our First Lady

So all of you have decided not to send stories abi, continue. Na only your eyes waka come, instead make you contribute, there's God o. Today's IT stories is about our first lady, the self proclaimed Dame of the federal republic of Nigeria. All of you have probably seen her embarrassing display on national television but if you've been living under a rock you could check it here . So a few of us IT students were laughing while watching the video and then one man decided to defend the great dame, he said he was listening to a group of youths insult her previously and he wondered why us youths don't consider all the angles before dishing out insults. Big mistake, never enter into such an argument with me, never, its just too easy to win. In his opinion the first lady talks the way she does not because of her lack of education but because she's used to her native language and transitioning to English is difficult for her. Like seriously. Going into details of the argument would take too long and needless to say i attracted more people into helping him cuz he was obviously helpless in that argument, and yes i left them all baffled as i made them see the pointlessness in their argument (i'm good like that, and they were just 2).
                               
Now the main gist of this all is this, if you were the dame's child how would you feel and how would you react. And if you were in Pa Jona's shoes what would you do. The comment section is not for decoration use it.

In The Weird News Section

So i was chilling at home one day right, i was incredibly bored cuz my phone and laptop batteries were flat, so i decided to open a news magazine i saw lying around. Guess what i saw in the bizarre news section, remember my post about Crazy Church Names, well this church doesn't have a weird name, the name is White Tail Church or so, but their mode of worship is just plain crazy. Apparently in the church the congregation worships in the nude, asin butt naked with their instruments for bedroom tango put on display for the church to see. Like seriously i'm meant to come to church naked every Sunday and worship with a congregation that has females, what if i get a boner, would I be sent to the sinners corner or something. Detecting male first timers would be sooo easy, every guy with a boner is a first timer.

According to the pastor they worship naked because that's how God made man and that the most important moments in Christ's life happened when he was naked, when he was born, when he was crucified and when he arose. Not sure my bible says Jesus was naked when he was crucified and when he arose sure it stated that his clothes were left in the tomb but he wasn't naked when he appeared unto people was he. The pastor justified their style of worship by describing nudity as a great equalizer, he said people can't judge each other based on their articles of clothing so its impossible to segregate by wealth (true but won't segregation by what you're packing become the new thing). What will they come up with next.

POETRY OF THE HEART

This poem was sent to us by a reader read and enjoy you can also send your articles to jussiechillin@yahoo.co.uk or moyosademok@yahoo.com

Many things I'd say to you,
Of all the words none goodbye,
To gaze upon your eyes but for a moment,
A moment that'll last always in my heart.

A love that made the mountains quake,
To part the seas just for your sake,
None could contest in might & skill,
My all that I'd give to be with you.

Fairy tales and Laurent novels,
Told of men of old and nobles,
Making war and causing rifts,
All for a beloved fair maiden.

Day by day,Night after night,
I had cherished the thought of you by my side,
To call you beautiful an understatement,
Carved from the goddess of beauty her very self.

IT stories: Rumble in the bus

We are starting a series called IT stories which will be released weekly apart from our normal posts. So this week on IT stories I have a story that will leave you shedding tears from laughing too much brought to you by your favourite writer Joseph(a.k.a kpam).

I was on my way back from church(winners chapel), I went for first service so after I took okada in front of the church to toll gate then from there to Iyana Ipaja this is when the incident happened. You know how staff don't pay money when they enter bus apparently the bus driver didn't agree and told the staff he must pay money or don't enter but he entered anyway. So half way when the conductor asked for money he refused to pay, the staff was a young police officer he looked like he was in his early 30's, the driver stopped the bus went to the passenger side(that's the front seat) and told him to come down he refused this is when argument started while this was going on I was in the bus listening to music on my phone with one ear plugged in I wasn't really concentrating on what was happening around me until suddenly I heard a loud sound KPA!!!!  immediately I looked in the direction of the sound and I saw the policeman holding his face his look was just too funny like he couldn't believe it.

IT Stories 2

Lately I’ve seen comments referring to my posts as long and boring, well maybe you’re just not concerned with what I think about, someone else probably is (I hope), well what did I expect when the majority of my audience are my friends who aren’t deep enough for such (you know yaselves). So today I will also post a story, I don’t have a lot of funny experiences and such but I’ve tried my best to find the closest to funny so you have to make do.

Back in February, before I stopped working at that annoying Idea Konsult of a workplace my boss used to consult me on important matters (I'm bad like that), and as always he had a decision to make and he wanted my opinion on the matter. He came to me and was like

“Kayode, I’m thinking of buying a plasma but my wife insists we should use the money for something else, should I buy or nah?”

It was a no brainer, always go with the wife if you want to be happy that is, but for some reason he wanted me to spell it out for him so I did.

Fast forward two weeks, on a Monday I got to work to find my boss was not on seat, odd since I was always the last to resume (no comments please). My boss waltzed in about three hours later grinning from ear to ear, not the Pharrell Happy type grin, I’m talking the there’s crazy gist to be told kind grin (the guy loves talking) and of course there was. He called everyone in the branch together (we were just six) and began to give us the gist. 

WHAT IF.....

First of all for those of you who think I am Sam from my post IT stories, it wasn't me oooooo I have better game than that just so you know. This post is specially for those of you who have seen a girl(fine girl oooo) in a bus, taxi or keke  e.t.c when going to a semi far location and during the journey when you should be talking to her you just stay there thinking about it and trying to build up your courage then before you know it she drops at a bus stop, you my friend are a sad guy. let me tell you of my experience maybe it will teach you something.

On a Saturday a while back, went to see one of my guys who lives at bagada, so on my way back I took airport road back from Oshodi and I stopped at 7 and 8 then took keke to canoe (it is in Ajao Estate and I still wonder why they call it that because there is no river there). So I was about to take keke to Iyana Ejigbo where I live and that's when I saw her. She was fair, very beautiful and had a nice shape, we entered the same keke I made sure of that. So now I'm in the keke with this beautiful girl and all that is in my mind is how am I going  to talk to her, she had her ear piece on, should I just tap her and ask her for her name, or tap her and tell her straight "I have to say you look beautiful just had to tell you that" I know girls love hearing that so I was thinking what if what if........I just tapped her and asked her what song she was listening to, she said Mirrors by Timberlake so from there the conversation started, she was friendly and laughed at my jokes and when we finally reached Iyana Ejigbo I took her number before we parted ways didn't call her immediately, I waited for a day then called her (Told you I've got game) and we talked for a while, I later found out she lives at Ajao Estate just went to see a friend the day I saw her in the keke and she didn't have a bf  lucky me. Anyway three weeks later she invited me to her house on a Saturday. I went over to her house, her

Every Second Counts

During the week I attended the burial of my uncle’s wife who died during the Nyanya bomb incident. At first I didn’t want to go cuz I really didn’t know her or her family that well, in fact I only had one memory of meeting her which was at the beginning of this year when she came over with her husband, but after my cousin and a friend told me to I changed my mind. When I first got the news I didn’t know how to feel, I knew I was supposed to feel sad but at that moment I questioned my own emotions, was I feeling sad because I was actually sad or just because that was what was expected of me. As I drove to work that day I pondered on the uncertainty of life, there’s no way she could have seen it coming, she was just on her way to work and without warning of any sort her life came to an end. While thinking I imagined a truck crushing my car or a crazy driver hitting me from the side and I thought to myself, I could die this very moment, a second is all it would take and nothing would change besides the fact that my life ended, the few people who cared would mourn for a short while and move on but nothing else would have changed besides the fact that I was dead.

I had pondered on that before but never had it seemed so real, probably cuz that’s what happened to that woman it no longer seemed like a far off thought, it could happen and what could I say I did with my time. So I have decided to live every day to the fullest I possibly can, I’ll try to put a smile on someone’s face, do something new and exciting, take in the joy and wonder of being alive and worry less about the future that I might not see, as Kpam would say, life is a definitely maybe. Maybe you’ll see tomorrow, maybe you’ll pass that exam, maybe you’ll be rich, maybe you’ll be a star, maybe your wife will be hot, but one thing's for sure, in this moment you’re alive so make the best of it. Every second counts.

IT stories

Today's post is about my IT so far.When you enter university(especially mine).what is on your mind is cant wait to finish or cant wait to do IT especially if you are doing an engineering course. I have learnt two major things so far in this IT.First is, my school doesn't teach us shit only the basics that's only theory theory and very little practical which is the major problem with many Nigerian universities. The second is, money is very important.Anyway that's for a later post. For this post let me tell you of some funny incident that has happened during this IT period.I have seen so many funny thing especially on my way back from work.From seeing a convertible keke(no roof),a passenger in my bus telling the conductor to conduct himself(I know right that's deeep), a policeman dancing in the middle of the road and he was not even dancing well I thought he was mad.
                                               
 and a man that was dancing in a teletubbies outfit getting stoned pure water.These are just few things that I see happening when am coming back from work, you will think my life is a comedy movie.The main story I want to tell you happened to my friend during this IT.So now imagine you want to ask a girl out for a dinner or to the movies etc. will you.
A. Take a public bus
B. Take a bike
C. Take a cab or
D. Take your car(that's if you have any).

THE MONKEY KING: IMPRISONMENT

The story began here- THE MONKEY KING: THE BEGINNING 

And continued here- THE MONKEY KING: HAVOC IN HEAVEN

This is the conclusion.

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With all of their options exhausted, the Jade Emperor and the authorities of Heaven appealed to the Buddha, who arrived from his temple in the West. They pleaded with Buddha to help them stop the Monkey King and he agreed. Buddha approached Sun Wukong (Monkey King) and made a bet with him, he bet Sun could not escape from his palm with a single jump. Sun Wukong, knowing that he could cover 54,000 kilometers in one leap, smugly agreed.  Sun jumped and landed somewhere that seemed like the end of the world in seconds, all that was visible were five huge pillars, Wukong decided that he had surely reached the ends of heaven so he signed “Great Sage equal of Heaven” on one of the pillars and also urinated on it (to mark his territory I guess, let’s not forget he’s part monkey), and with another leap he was back on Buddha’s palm. He told Buddha he had won but Buddha told him he was still on his hand and then Sun realized the five pillars he saw were actually Buddha’s fingers when he saw his ‘autograph’ and well urine on one of them.

THE MONKEY KING: HAVOC IN HEAVEN

It began here- THE MONKEY KING: THE BEGINNING
                                               
                                             ***********************************

When the news about the Monkey King’s behavior reached the Jade Emperor he decided to offer the Monkey King a position in heaven in an attempt to control him. Upon receiving the new Sun (The Monkey King) was very happy, he believed the gods had finally accepted him as their equal and made his way to the Jade Emperor’s palace. Upon his arrival he was welcomed by the Jade Emperor and was offered a position as the Protector of the Horses to watch over the stables, which was the lowest job in heaven. When Sun discovered this he was enraged, his anger led to open defiance which lead him to rebel against heaven, he proclaimed himself “Great Sage, Equal of Heaven”. He went on to ally with the most powerful demons on earth, after which he set the cloud horses free (the gods needed them for transportation I guess).

Introduction to the co-writer

First of all I didnt want to do this(be a co-writer on his blog) but my friend kayode(the owner of the blog) begged me and prostrated for me after which I still said no because I didnt want to be associated with a dude who writes boring long thoughts on a blog,I mean dats why they invented the journal dude. Anyway after considering it for a while and then he continued begging.So I just pitied him since am the awesomest person in the world(obviously after barney stinson, #TrueStory) you get the point. Really the truth is that they are so many blogs nowadays so what will make this one different or better than the rest, well I will leave you to decide. long story short he writes the boring long stories and I will write the funny short ones. I mean (Read the picture)

So here are some funny pictures i saw online, look and comment or i will murder you in your sleep... enjoy.

                                                                           BOO!!!

THE MONKEY KING: THE BEGINNING

Lately all this superhero stories have followed the same trend, the villain starts out stronger or gains some great new power that gives him an edge over the hero, and after overcoming a series of trials the hero defeats the almost victorious villain, who practically had a cake walk until when it mattered the most. I’m tired of such plots, I know it’s fun watching someone surmount unbelievable odds, but watching the same thing many times over gets tiring.

Sadly there are just not many stories that don’t follow this trend, and I began to think maybe without this trend hero stories would suck. I was wrong. There’s this manga I’ve been reading and the protagonist is crazy strong, like I’m yet to see a bad guy that can actually beat him and the story is still very interesting, of course he goes through tough challenges but at least it’s not cuz he’s weak or anything.  The character is called the Monkey King, I knew it was from folklore of sorts but I wasn’t sure which and was interested in it, so I went on find out all I could about it, so here is the story of the badass Monkey King who shook the heavens.

Nigerian Parents

My parents are typical Nigerian parents. Over the years I've gotten used to their ways as every Nigerian child who loves his life must. I obeyed the rules, did the chores and whatever else they asked of me, but i'm not hear to talk about how good a son i am (though my mom would probably disagree with the good part) i'm here to talk about the craziness that is living with a Nigerian parent.

I remember back in the day, when my siblings and i got beat on the daily (yes we were stubborn children) and then you'd be wondering what instrument of back or yansh destruction would be unleashed upon you.

Replace the spoon with a pankere/slim wooden instrument of pain

The annoying part was we could never just get beat alone, we also had to get punished too, from the hours spent on my knees with my arms above my head to the picking of an invisible pin (seriously whoever came up with this is just wicked) and more.

Nigerians, Corruption And Idealism 2

Everyone is corrupt

In Nigeria, corruption has become a lifestyle, and when it’s time to appoint blame we’re quick to point fingers to the leaders, but the truth is each and every citizen of this country is to blame, yes everyone is corrupt. I heard about a song by Lagbaja a while ago but being who I am I completely forgot about my decision to download it and recently after hearing someone at work singing another song by the legend I just decided to go online and download some of his songs and yeah I came across the song and finally downloaded it, it’s called 200 million mumu. The song talks about the mumurity of us Nigerians and that if we want to blame anyone for the poor state of our country we should go far since we all have mirrors. I agree. Everyone in this country is corrupt. I was on an okada the other day and we were flagged down by two policemen, after almost twenty minutes was spent inspecting the okadaman’s papers one of the policemen was like

Chairman just drop something make we no waste your time.

I thought he was joking, we had been in the sun for twenty minutes and now he was talking about not wasting our time, the okadaman later handed him 150 naira (without my knowledge of course, I for don para) and these are the kind of people we have watching over us. When the people that are meant to combat injustice are openly engaging in it then what hope does an average citizen have.

My Thoughts On The Bowen Riot And Other Relating Mathers

This post is long like seriously long compared to most of my other posts, maybe cuz the issue relates to me so much, so if you don't wanna read long ass stuff, yes James and Lash i'm talking to you guys, you can just quit now.  

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ALUTA!

I met up with a friend of mine who schools in Bowen University where there was an insurgence recently and he gave me the gist of the incident. I understand perfectly why they thought the riot was necessary. The school management decided to increase their school fees while basic amenities like electricity and water were lacking, they had light for just about three hours every day and water became a scarce commodity, also new unreasonable rules were springing up regularly and the complaints of the students were falling on deaf ears. The Vice chancellor of the institution was described as stubborn, arrogant and greedy.

I also attend a private university and I can understand why they felt they had no other choice but to do what they did. In most private universities in Nigeria students don't have a voice and our opinions do not matter in the least and you know what they say about backing people into a corner for too long. The reaction from students of other private unis including mine wasn't what i expected, instead of showing support for the bowenites who were brave enough to take a stand they have decided to criticize them for their actions, they were referred to as touts and undisciplined individuals amongst others. Come on, some were even asking why they didn't opt for a peaceful protest instead, that would never work, they would probably just get the details of the protesters and punish them, labeling their crime as "Gross insubordination" and "Disrespect for the university's core values" , something like that.

Nigerians, Corruption And Idealism 1

This post is not about oil, not directly anyways

What is wrong with Nigerians?  I have seriously pondered on this issue of the government and corruption, and everyone speaking from a moral high ground when the government is involved. This question always comes up,

If you were in a position of power would you do better?

A lot of people are quick to defend their supposed moral standards, claiming they would do way better than our current leaders and take a stand against corruption, I yimu. The current leaders were once spirited youths like us, they probably professed their love for our country and her people, and that if they ever held a position of power they would be a beacon of hope. Well we can all see that didn’t happen, but I refuse to believe they are running this country into the ground because it’s in their nature, they probably encountered circumstances their resolve was too weak to handle, and that changed their view of the world. Almost everyone who claims they can’t fall into corruption haven’t had a real test of their integrity, it is easy to talk big when you haven’t been tested, our leaders were tested, they failed and they started out just like you and I.

We also have the other set of people who tell the truth, they know they’ll also launder public funds if they were given the chance. I like this group, they speak the truth. And yeah they should never ever be allowed into the government; even without going through those moments that shake your ideals they already have the mind-set that’s destroying the country, if they are allowed into government they would perform just as poorly as the current government (only devil himself could perform worse). They claim they can steal money and also improve at the same time. Wash. Even those who originally had no intention of stealing end up engaging in the dirty deed and they end up helping no one but themselves talk more of this people.

As a nation we need lack idealism and that is what we need to change the situation in our country.

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That's all for now, continues next week didn't have time to finish up and it would have gotten really long.

Life And Money

Moving on, today's post is about a conversation i had with a friend of mine. At my old job i was getting paid (twaz small tho) but at my new job there's no pay, like the way this people do us IT students though but anyways i prefer it here, better hours, not the only IT student, there's AC and lets just say its better but no pay. My friend (Kpam) told me i should consider changing again since there's no pay but i said money isn't all that important and he was like

Then he went on to tell me that money is everything and that anyone who thinks otherwise is naive. I don't think i'm naive, i know thats exactly what a naive person would say but still i don't believe money is all that important. He replied with

I agree that anyone in need would realise that money is important, and i know money is very important and all but still i don't agree with the way people thirst after money going to great lengths to get more even after they have enough. Money in of itself is nothing, its just the means to an end. We don't need money cause of money's sake, we need money cause of what money can get us. For example, a lavish lifestyle, ladies, popularity and power. But in the end isn't happiness the most important thing cuz even with all the money in the world you could still feel empty inside.

Like for real though to me money isn't that much of a priority, think about it, most of the great men alive and dead never saw money as a priority, all they wanted was to achieve a goal and to bring their dream to life, the money came later even though they weren't particularly chasing it. And also every Dick, Tom and Harry out there are also busy chasing that paper, and just how many of them get that money. I'm not saying you won't be rich if you love money, and i'm not saying you would if you don't, i'm just saying be content with what you have and chase a dream and not the money.

My pal Zig