D fourth matriculation since mine(including mine)is coming up next wik nd all can think about is how old  i am. four years in dis skul aint easy if am allowed to rate it myself. so many dramas seen, digested and repressed. So here we are with so many junior colleagues making a lady feel so damn old I wish u could punish and beat juniors here God knows some thin legged girls deserve that. So here we are, four years down all my to do list in the university have been crumpled not one fantasy fufilled except falling in love with a jerk which most women have in common. And yes get my Perfect either. Still ve some 7months so am not very much bothered.     So wat really has bothered me so far is why some guys have d very free will maybe natural or not really say to sow their unroyal oaths nd sleep with everyone in skirts in their teenage cum early adult stages.. Maybe should blame it on their youthful exuberance or something close to that. A friend told me quite recently that while he was an undergraduate, he used to feel like his day was missing smtin real important if he didnt seep with atleast 3 girls. and he still felt lke he was just vein fun while it all lasted. and nw, h wants sme grl dt according to hm is stll very innocent. so questin is who wll marry aldose experience dumped ladies he had sampled???????  And in our morally bankrupt world of today, ivn grls dnt mnd persenting a list of dguys hy ve slept with s far and ivn rate them if  so wish. not dat am aganist that, hnestly fel that ladies should be freed and allowed t enjoy sex asm uch as their male counterparts.  mean if he sucks in bed,dump hs boring ass.... Afterall, sex ivn according to  d bible is meant to be enjoyed by two idividuals.. If we want to sick to tradition,good nd if we want to forget all bout it, do n stop d uneccessary restraining of ladies..  If d society ants an unhibited sexual rlationship, get all dfined and rmember d goal 2 of  MDG's : empower gender equality in all levels........ so ladies, if it is a  gud piece of ass, follow ur deams and aspirations sexually........

our darling

Stepping out and wondering when did this happen? how did we get this far? on whose shoulder did we ride? all this questions running through and streamlining our every breath. So here we are lighting candles sharing memories and for some five minutes, someone swears to live right as we never know when God will call us all to come home to rest. Everyone would keep asking "what life is all about" "why the good ones die young" and "and if someone ever told them that person wont be there they would fight and argue". Personally, i think that is Nigeria's way of mourning.It is confusing and shocking as you stare at your phone [which nowadays are the easiest means of breaking the sad news] and wonder if you are been tricked or something. Wild thought running round and you feel like you are in a field or a maze not knowing the way home.A part of you seems to quit existing and all you can do is stare. MOURNING is like renting a beautiful silk material into pieces juss after paying through your nose to acquire it. The last thing anyone wants to think about is memories, we'll rather ask why future activites were snatched from us and why we wont be able to plan trips with you, gist with you, cause trouble,put head together and laugh loudly and get funny stares from people, how u say "maami,bawo laa se maa se 304? how i would always be at ease knowing you will tell me what elective to choose, I never thought one day bout it cuz every semester you'll tell me what elective would be less problem, how you tease non stop about your daddy[ies] and all we found gistable and how i trust u completely and how much we planned final year week and trip. Am sad and sorry i missed all those things dat seemed little. ALL THE THANK YOUS I never remembered to say, I wish i brought the sweets till we finished exams you really loved them and dat smile that creeps up wen u see them. how u always asked me what is goin on btwn Dami and myself and how much you wanted us to get better. I wish you were here so i can tell you just how much all our talks and ur encouragement meant to me. And I honestly wish someone here could understand how much ur death means and how it has broken every part of me up. For now, i will hold on to dat smile on your face wen you taught me how to play snookers, how i kept running to you in the pool trusting u to kip me safe from dose naughty boys. IBIKUNLE DAUDA AFOLABI,we love you and we miss you terribly. may God grant you rest and soothe Iya Moji whom u so much luv.

lets talk about violence

Time and time again, we hear stories bout how one angry partner, beat up his or very rare her partner to death or nearly to death. There was a time in our lives when if you had the unfortunate luck to marry a man who plummets you with blows and violence. Lots of stories and awareness has been sent across the world just so women who happens to be victim most times can be educated. The best time to reach out is when such relationships has not been started. So many people have been rendered useless and helpless because they hooked up with the very wrong person. They never find ways of getting out as they are terribly down in all aspects. The only problem I think exists is the lack of good information. When we hear Violence, we assume it's a man beating up his woman. Meanwhile, violence spans wider than that which is been thought. There so many many a lady or a person would-be molested or abused. It could be emotionally, financially, or even spiritually. And the stages in abuse differs. There's just two words for the poor people who 've had the luck of been abused, it's GET OUT!!!! Looking back, I understand from the point of a person who is been abused, it's very tough to leave, you want towels the person, he's so vulnerable you want to protect t him. Especially if you 've kids or in a marriage. You dont want to break it up nd God knows how hard that is in this country. You look irresponsible and everyone passes judgement ivn witout hearing your stories. But guess wat? You should be very much aware it's your life we are talking about here and the good news is IT'S ALL ABOUT YOU. Nd whatever anybody thinks is of importance really and if anywrong comes, all u'd get is probably sympathies or pity. Every woman should beware and beware that if a man would beat you, it starts right from the relationship or courtship which is why we all should be smart and sharp and should communicate with God. Like a Yoruba adage says,"a person's behaviour is like smoke, u can't hide it cuz it will definitely evaporate nd everyone would know something is or was definitely cooking. It's important we all are sensitive and watch our for our punters temperaments and anger levels before commiting. You can't change him and you can't endure an abusive relationship either. Also be in the know that if he beats you now in the relationship, he would kill you if you go ahead to marry him. Be truthful to yourself, if he's abusing you now, he won't stop. Save a generation!!!!!!!!!! XOXOX

Cheers

Looking back at the past year, we 've got every reasons to be glad and bless God. So many deaths, targets not met, heartbreaks, and times we feel life is buckling underneath US. But here we are spared and very much alive. So many accomplishments achieved and for all this, I give thanks. So I lost my phone to d last year and to a very crazy sharp guy who systematically picked my pocket. Mean I cried for my Omolabake riley hard or maybe too Sef. Leaving school was happy and getting home, was a very sad event as I had to keep recounting how much I loved my baby. I couldn't imagine life without ha nd I think God just wanted to teach me that there is a life beyond me nd my selfish phone who shamelessly asks for all attention. So enough about my phone, I 've to say since I could calll mommy, I 've never had a "not too happy year"as 2012. It demanded and got all attention it could get. Too much deaths and accidents but we bless God that in in our grief nd unhappiness, we still remember and he proves his faithfulness. I have bin taught to cherish every moment and make sure I appreciate everyone whom God brings into my life.They should all be respected and cherished like we all are living on borrowed times. So counting all blessings, I''ll say, thank you lord for life and the ability and grace to live it.And like my friend Tunde likes to say, "it's congratulations to the living and condolences to the dead". As much as we all had our shares of the bad times last year, what matters is I to this one-year, member your success is not how much money you 've got.rather it's how much lives are happy and are living shilling today because of you. It's how people would react when they hear your name. Let's live like there will be no chance to right our wrongs. Love life, love yourself and love everyone. Shallom