hate

when i woke up this morning, i said please, update this thing n enable your mind to start writing once again.....

its all about moods i say, your mood determines the next thing that happens, whether its a person, a job, an environment, anything thats happens or comes in contact with you for the day and period you are in that mood.

as from daily encounters from my colleagues at work, I used to think a small family in the making to assist in not hating your job but woe!!! hold on a sec, now we are @ each other just bcos one is ahead of the game in position; as my friend used to say - power pass power; and indeed it doesnt just end in the office.

i dey 9jabook.com and in summary to this crapper i dey write, i poured out my mind about how we dont appreciate each other in this life.....this is the summary of my mind

why do we as human beigns, especally us 9ja peeps, hate each other and dont want to see the best ut of each, and always feel as if the next person only wants to bring us down. everyday i see friends or acquaintances gnarl and tear @ each other @ any lil opportunity they get to tear themselves. thus, the little of the friendship that was trying to b built bcomes a total failure....why do we exist as if God doesn't; why..do we make our religuos leaders works (esp martyrs of the faith/religious) all bcome in vain....i feel so much hate in this world today, i sometyms thinks its only a bother been on earth in the first place.

please use dis my blog page express yoour innermost feelings.

pax

new in town

hey!!! my profile says who i am, but my writeup suppose speak more of me abi? well let me first welcome me here and hail all older and senior bloggerss....respect to them parcis....
from a distance is my theme here, why? well, blogging is like renewing my dead writing skills...not a writer though...but i had ords and scripts that oozed from deep within while growing up. it was a habit of joy mixed with emotion to write bout all that happened in a day, wat i remembered from the past, wat i wanted in the future, how i met someone or how i planned my next move. anyways....

story story, STORY!!! once upon a time, in '97, i started a law diploma programme in BSU, Mkd, ómó boredom wan kill me? d lecture sef no get head or tail; all students wannna form die; my lecture hall come be base backyard of female hostel latrine/bathroom/laundry shed. 4giveness all students from the school...but my fav of lectures was the law of tortsI, whereby the prof in question was brief and yellow, so each time he came in to give lecture, all his examples where based on the underwear dept spread out to dry from the gals kingdom; until d day soakaway broke, then end of lecture from d dude(i think someone did it on purpose cos it lasted for two weeks)....so wat was the essence of this story again? oh ok, how i left the dump and escalated into UNIBUJA where i met a special blogger who actually introduced me to this point....and other kolomental people who am proud to call my classmates....to be continued.

i dey work now and my concentration is been tossed around, so this is just an avenue to get the hang of bloggin, and seek advice from my mentors and esteemed full bloggers(some of you are a crack in my upper belly)on how to promote my page n be as sassy...

10x