FEBRUARY 14

Its february 14
When I first saw on a friend’s status that the guys had to be grateful to GEJ (Jonathan) for postponing valentine this year, I thought it was a joke until I started seeing ‘febuhari 14” hashtags and dps everywhere. Lover’s day turned elections day.
So all this fuss about Buhari finally birthed a pun, even GEJ didn’t know he was helping his opponent’s campaign. Too much uproars, disagreements, arguments on social medias over the forthcoming elections got me wondering “why are we like this in this country?”
Why are we so gullible in Nigeria? We keep getting played like pawns. I remember in 2011, everyone was clamoring for GEJ just like GMB now, we thought our change had come then too, we thought a PhD holder who had no shoes will understand the society and make things better but alas the position proved to be too much for him to handle. Why then do we so much believe that Buhari who (for some reasons I don’t totally accept or find trustworthy) found it an herculean task to produce his complete certificates be any better?
Another question begging for answer is, is Buhari and Jonathan the only eligible men to vie for the seat of president? Why does it have to be either one of them? A rather funny but serious allegation was made, first it was said that Buhari collapsed , then because he sneezed at a gathering he was said to have prostate cancer. As funny and ridiculous as all these allegations sound is GMB truly strong enough physically to face the battles of Nigeria? Or perhaps he is one of the progenitors of the battles.
As for GEJ, he has fought the fight and from all indications has given the best he canoffer; Nigerians are not all foolish and lacking courage. The reason he and his supporters have refused to accept that they have failed is why they might eventually crumble totally.
I am not trying to discourage voting in this forthcoming election, I have just gladly given my point of view, which is that we still have leaders and aspiring leaders who are selfish, not trustworthy, wicked and unconcerned about the society as well as cheats trying to play smart ones on us. Its so unfortunate that we still have to continue to live in fear and darkness , we think we know but majority of us don’t really know what is going on .
I leave here as my conclusion what I once told a group of people, Nigeria is still a long walk from freedom but we will wait and we will achieve it.

January baby ....

First of all I personally think its so cool to be born in the first month of the year! *smiling* very significant. This year I really don’t know what came over me I just felt the urge to really celebrate January babies. So far so good I know I have tried and I have gladly celebrated all the January babies I know.


Despite not believing totally in astrology or zodiac signs I agree that people born this month are great and can be really cool.i believe they are people who truly standout in the crowd, even if they can be stubborn (N.B every human being is stubborn in his or her own way) and can be” big heads” like someone once said I still maintain… you just gotta love a January baby. They are charming, loyal and in any way you can think of fun to be with. Also a true January born finds it difficult to lie…. No kidding……okay I agree there might be some rare exceptions. lol


Anyway its January 26, my special day and I just want to give glory to God for keeping me “superwoman in the making” alive through the storms and the rain..the good times and the bad times.. I' m grateful to all that have been with me in my former year, I' m definitely carrying you guys with me into my new year, I mean those who have truly been with me. Anyways… happy birthday to an awesome January baby!

living off campus 7

I was really disturbed and sad, Tunji had driven out of the house still angry, wole and his friends left after he banged on our door to serve as a reminder I guess. Even after the girls were gone and everyone was gone I knew there was no sleeping or reading for me that night. Whoever says a bad roommate couldn’t affect one’s academics should have a re-think. My ordeal with Ife had proven so many things.
Bukky later knocked on our door late in the night, after her visitors where gone I guess. I knew what she was coming for,of what benefit was re-telling a bad story so I pretended I was asleep, hoping that ife wouldn’t be stupid as to open up. Luckily she didn’t.
The following day, I made sure I left the house early, I needed to read for my test as well as avoid further questioning from housemates. They didn’t know that, they even knew more about Ife than I did. I was grateful that Uche and Ugo as well as Timothy were not at home to witness the show of shame the previous night. They had probably gone to read in school, they would have been more disappointed than I was.
In the afternoon around 2pm I had just finished my test and was still in school when I received an urgent call from Laura telling me that she and Bukky were on their way to the health center with Ife. I was still about to ask what was going on when the phone went dead. When I got to the health center, I discovered that Ife had gone for an abortion and complications had risen. She was to be transferred to a specialist hospital.

The nurses who kept on calling us all sorts of names suggested that we informed her parents. Everybody agreed that I was the best person to call.
Now here was the real problem, this was something I should have done before things got to that stage. Ife often told me of how wicked and impatient her mother was, she had a hypertensive father. How was I to call and inform her parents that their daughter who was supposed to be in school had not only had a failed abortion, but was still pregnant and had been avoiding lectures and tests?

Weighing out all of the possible options, I summoned up courage, encouraged ife and we called her parents. I felt more sorry for her father who was the best father anyone could wish for , who was sadly hypertensive. How was he to take this heartbreak which he didn’t deserve from his beloved daughter? As for her mother well , from all I had seen and was told, I would largely blame Ife’s rebellion and predicament on her for being such a failure of a mother.
Days and weeks passed and i got tired of answering questions from individuals concerning Ife’s predicament. To crown it all in a bid to salvage what was left of her pride and education, she was advised to defer the whole academic year. Surprisingly her mother blamed me for her daughter’s waywardness, she said we were all thieves and only those who were caught at dawn are exposed.

If I felt bad earlier, this remark made me worse. Ife and her mother packed her things and left to an unknown destination. Exams came and I managed to read and sit for all my papers with a heavy heart. During and after exams, all efforts to reach Ife at her home, phone and social networks proved abortive during the session break. I was tempted to move out of the apartment and get another, just to clear up memories but all efforts to find another apartment of my taste during the break, proved abortive. So I decided I was going to live alone.

Time passed, still no word from Ife, the new session resumed. Surprisingly but rather expectedly, the session resumed with lots of surprises, such as Ronald moving into the apartment with Doyin. Both began to co-habit as couples. Not that it was new or odd so to say but because of the frequent fights and quarrels they engaged in, one would have thought they will both decide to let each other off the hook. Alas the reverse was the case.

More surprises rolled in as Uche and Ugo had to go on industrial training and their room which we thought would be vacant was let out to another guy, Kunle. Kunle was a corper, whose place of assignment was close to our house. He was lucky to meet with Ugo and Uche who needed someone to use the room while they were away. The appearance of Kunle into the house brought about new but surprising developments….

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My initial indifference turned to concern. Why was Ife crying? Had Tunji hit her? If he had done that, that was the height of it. I kept asking her what was wrong with her but couldn’t reply. All she did was weep. After a while, she spoke up tunji had brought another girl into the room and he had the effrontery to send Ife out. What further added insult to Ife’s injury was the fact that the girl was more beautiful than she was.

I tried to console her without giving her the ‘I told you so’ attitude. She kept on cursing and lamenting, she even threatened to go into Tunji’s room and embarrass them but I stopped her. Rather I advised that she wen later to get her things when the other girl was gone.

Ife was still lamenting when we started hearing voices at he passage , it was definitely Doyin’s voice. She was raining curses heavily on Ronald. We were surprised, we kept quiet and leaned against our door to hear every bit of what was being said but all we did hear was Doyin cursing Ronald bitterly even in vernacular, the sound of door slamming, Ronald must be leaving angrily we thought. I began to wonder wasn’t this the perfect Ronald that Doyin treated as her mini god? Things were really happening…..
Few hours later, Ife went to pack her things back into the room. I really felt sorry for her she looked used and abused.
As if all the events that had occurred earlier in the day wasn’t enough, we started hearing laura’s voice inside of Wole’s room, she didn’t sound like she was on good terms with him. We weren’t really surprised at these, Laura and wole had a strange perception of a relationship. Their own relationship meant ‘relationfight”. They only got along when they were eating together or sleeping together. They were always fighting, wole had tried to break up the relationship several times, he claimed he couldn’t cope with Laura’s jealousy but it seemed he was hooked for life. Like he was already captured by her.

Night came and we managed to sleep amidst the hostile atmosphere. The following day as I dressed up for school I noticed that Ife remained on the bed. I asked if she wasn’t going to school, she replied that she wasn’t. I tried to convince her to go but she claimed she wasn’t fine. I left her behind hoping that she would have a change of heart. I decided to walk to the busstop with Riike who also had early morning lectures

As we walked Riike started to talk about the real reason for Ronald and Doyin’s fight. She told me of how Ronald’s other girlfriend had insulted Doyin in public. The poor girl had been shocked and embarrassed. She also told me of how laura kept threatning Wole over some messages and pictures she saw on his phone. I was about to pass my own comment on the abnormal relationships when Riikeasked me a shocking question .she asked me what Ife was going to do about her pregnancy, I argued with Riike and almost fought her for suggesting that Ife was pregnant . but the issue kept coming to my mind, truly it had been long I saw Ife have her period. I made up my mind to find out.

A lot of people asked after Ife in school, i ran into her classmates who told me of all the tests she had missed. I became worried again ,ife was definitely playing around an extra year. I decided to go home early and talk sense to her. I also made up my mind to call her parents if she refused to change. As soon as I got home I stated hearing loud voices of laughter, Bukky our part time room mate as we often called her because she often didn’t sleep at home was with her male visitors again. She claimed she had a boyfriend who lived in Lagos but Ife and I see different men visit her each time. One wonders which is actually her boyfriend. I got close to our room and heard another loud noise like something crashed, I rushed into the room and saw Ife vomiting. As she vomited she bent down to pick up the broken toilet sink, I stood still.

LIVING OFF CAMPUS 6

“Did you lean on it too much”I asked even as I bent to help her pick the pieces. Mixed feelings of annoyance and surprise enveloped me. Why was she even vomiting in the first place? Definitely Riike was right. As I dropped the broken sink outside the house, I could still hear Bukky and her visitors chatting loudly but I wasn’t concerned anymore about that.
Worry over Ife and what could become of her if she was truly pregnant took over. I was about entering the house when Doyin whose room was closest to the backyard where the dumpsite was came out.” That loud noise came from your room?” she asked in vernacular I replied in the affirmative “how did it happen? “she continued, I knew if I was going to safe Ife from any form of shame or embarrassment I had to cut the conversation short, so I just replied that I didn’t know because I just came into the room when it happened. I had just gotten free from Doyin who kept trying to draw out information from me, only for me to enter our room and meet Riike and Laura.

Wow, there was no way we could escape these ones, I thought. I greeted them, it was then I knew Ife had told them she was ill and was vomiting when the sink fell. I knew the girls would never accept that story but somehow they played along. After a while they left for their rooms while I prepared for the next day which happened to be a test day for me.

Later in the evening I tried to encourage Ife to visit the school clinic, since she still held on to the story that she had chronic malaria. She kept on telling me there was no need for that, all she had to do was get to the chemist down the road and she would be fine. I became angry again, exams were only two weeks away and my obviously pregnant roommate was avoiding school yet still lying.

I was about leaving the room angrily when Tunji burst into the room. I was so infuriated at the manner in which he came in that I had to ask him why he couldn’t knock. He didn’t even respond to me he only turned to face Ife on the bed and started to call her names. He tried to hit her then I had no choice than to call for help when I couldn’t stop him. He kept calling her a prostitute, fool, all manner of terrible names despite the fact that our housemates were gathering at the door. Some of our male housemates, Wole and his friends tried to get him out of our room, as he was being dragged out he kept shouting “she is a crazy idiot, a dirty fool, she was collecting money from me and giving Toye my friend she was also sleeping with him”

I had never been more shocked my whole life, no wonder Toye left us some of the properties in the room for free. I was so embarrassed and ashamed, Riike, Laura and the other girls came in to show concern and question Ife as to why she did all she did but I knew they were only mocking her. As if that wasn’t enough Wole shouted from outside his room “Ife, please you have to return my money o sharp sharp” as he cursed under his breath.
I looked straight at Ife and asked if it was true, I was filled with annoyance when she replied that she borrowed just ten thousand naira from him. What on earth did Ife need the money for, she was still owing me some amount of money which I’d already written off because I knew she would never mention it not to talk of pay back. The other day some foodstuff and provision sellers in the neighborhood approached me to help tell her to pay them the money she owes them. Why was Ife borrowing so much money and yet she was still broke?