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Helppppp I'm studying in the lab, and akom has pulled up his shirt, exposing his bare stomach. The boi is telling me he wants to start going to the gym (while rubbing the stomach). I felt he was speaking his language to his stomach, but he said he was talking to me... Ok, now he has pulled down the shirt showing his stomach, and I dont have to look........
Theres enough jist, including about the club I rocked last friday to celebrate killing my exams, but let me study first......

Testimony

I had my compiler construction examination yesterday, and this is an examination thats dreaded by most students in my department. In fact,the course is so legendary, that a fraction of people in other departments in my faculty have heard of it. Apart from having a very challenging practical part which takes 70% of the total mark, you also have to sit for a true/false exam, which has 60 questions, and to pass successfully, you got to have 41 to pass. Why? because he dosent divide the marks by 2, as you would have expected, to get the mark over 30. He actually subtracts 30 from your exam score over 60. So if you get 41/60, it translates to you scoring 11/30.
So yeah the first time I wrote the exam, I had 38/60 (8/30) and the dude I taught got 41. It was scary. I made up my mind that I had to pass this bastard once and for all. I simply went and solved all the past exams. I scored low initially, but I would sit down with the book ,and look over my mistakes. So I went through all the past papers.
I had to take a break from this course to study for parallel algorithms, yeah the paper where we got to see "odu" briefly for like 5 mins.
After the crazy exam, I reread my notes and made some little notes of mine. That was the day I switched off my phone, and did like an 8 hour study-athon.
Next day, I went out to see of I could get wasiu (my bike) fixed, and yeah I forgot to mention that hes dead. I got a new bike today, so sweet and blue. Men I use double lock, padlock the thing so that these people no go tiff am, yes oh even for here we get some people wey their body they scratch them so dem go tiff .
So yeah when I got back, I sat down with the answers for the previous exams and crammed. I hate cramming, and I prefer to understand and implement, but this time I was so friggin desperate. I wanted to enjoi my summer hols without anything hanging over my head, you know madam is coming over, and I need to give her "undivided" attention (wink wink). So the day before the exam was used for cramming past answers, and looking for patterns in the exam papers.
Morning of the exam, I woke up, gave thanks to God, and I told him that even if I didnt get what I wanted in the exam, I'd still praise his name. Then I was inspired to resolve those past papers without looking at the answers. Men when I started it was crazy, I was finishing them in like 15 mins and getting 55+ /60, It was like woah. I went on till like one 0 clock, and my exam was scheduled for 2 in the afternoon. I had solved all but one, and for that one I just re-read the answers, and went for lunch.
Men before the exam I was nervous, and so I decided to go ease myself. On my way I met sheila, and it was really windy that day. So I commented on the fact that the days when we write the exams are usually windy, cus thats how it was last time.
Na so the foolish girl talk say that means I still go score 38, i.e I would still fail. Men I was so pissed, I mean some people just open that wide hole in their heads called a mouth and utter arrant nonsense. If na for naija, someone go tear am slap. Men I entered agbero mode for 2 mins and I was like "God punish you", the girl dey laff, dey think say na joke. I calmed myself down, told God I was sorry and all, and I felt the devil was threatened that I was gonna murder the exam, so he sent the chick to misyarn, anyhow sha I pushed the thought out of my head.
I got back to the hall, and they gave us the papers.
When I look the questions, men I begin smile........
See I finished those questions in 10 mins, and It was a 1 hr 30 mins exam. I just dey shade like rocket. I calmed myself down and checked again, cus I know I make silly mistakes at times. Thats how I changed one question from false to true when false was the answer. So sha I left the hall after 30 mins.
Later in the evening they put up the answers to the exam. Thats why I love these people, men if na for naija dem go take time ehn, to release results. I can never forget them releasing first semester 200 level results in first semester 300l. Imagine oh!
Fast foward to today, when they posted the results, and son of man got 53/60. Men I was like.....cool....thank God. I was the second highest, some dude had 56, but the thing was like , judging from his study number, I could tell that he had taken it times without number, so technically, I was the best in my set, for that exam attempt.....yeah I know I aint gonna get money for that, but it felt good sha.
In fact yesterday one of my friends was telling me she heard my gist of how I left the exam hall in 30 mins. I was like "omo so my legend don spread..."
I thank God and my ability to be flexible. Flexible because I tried another approach to studying. For the first exam I was trying to study the textbook , and all, and I failed. So the moral of this story is two fold---first God rocks, and answers prayers, and secondly be flexible. If you arent getting the results you want, then please change your strategy. If someone told me I would get 53/60, I'd have said he was joking.
I have to go back to writing my paper on "a comparison of Mpeg-4 motion detection architectures" now, cus I just took a break. Vassily, my friend from kazakhstan, accused me some minutes ago of "non-productive" typing in a friendly way.....
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I haven't blogged in ages.....and well I'm sorry and I've been busy. So much has been happening to your friendly neighbourhood crazy nerd, so much that it makes me wonder. These 11 months Ive been here have totally transformed me into a different person, Its really amazing. Anyways enuff about me.......
I had this exam today......parallel algorithms, an exam thats dreaded by students in my department (with good reason, in fact ALL our compulsory courses are dreaded :-)).
I actually passed the first time with a 6, which was like woah to some students cus people just dreamt of passing it, they just wanted to pass, and yeah getting a good grade is meant to be just for jah. But well you know me now, naija man, greedy man, I wanted more, I wanted a higher mark, so men yours truly went and did study group with some italian and spanish guys, initially, I wanted to just cry, cus Ricardo and Ben would simply be speaking italian to themselves, explaining shit, and I'd imagine myself frantically waving my hands and screaming "I'm here, speak in English!!", then Martha, and Yago would begin speaking spanish, and since Ricardo speaks spanish, german, and italian as well as English (Ahhhh opression!) they would begin to speak, and yeah you get the gist.
Wasnt bad, sha, at the end we spoke english and explained a whole lot of stuff to each other. I found out that I learnt more than if I just wanted to do it myself, naija style. Yeah you know how we do it.....If you got knowledge, dont share it, and keep it to yourself so no one scores higher than you, but here, they really dont give a damn. All they are interested is in the knowledge, and its application. I was actually able to teach and explain stuff to people....hmm so I actually DO have something upstairs afterall.......
Anyways, I wrote the exam today, I actually slept well (as opposed to before my C++ and Java exams) and I took it as a good omen. I thanked God........yeah Id been doing a lot of that lately, since the sermon I heard last sunday in church about thanksgiving, and yeah apart from the sermon, I destroyed a whole plate of pounded yam, with egusi, gizzard, chicken, meat (When I see naija food here, I no dey form levels men!) If my mum saw my plate, she would have had a heart attack.
Anyways back to the gist, yeah I entered the exam hall, and they gave us the questions. I saw one question that scared me........cus even though I had prepared for the exam I hadnt seen stuff like that, and the exam had 2 parts which could be taken separately, and I planned on doing both parts together in 3 hrs (which some students here would consider suicidal), but men I be naija boi, eye don tear, dem no get craze, ah ah , nuthin dey happen.
(OK, I've switched off my tout mode....) yeah so I asked my indian friend what he thought, since the exam hadnt started and he began laughing, and I saw that most people in the class were laughing....my friend is like "the answers for part 1 have been stapled to the question paper"......I was like WTF? sharply, I entered naija boi agbero mode, and opened the thing, and lo and behold, it was there.
Men I activated my dubbing no jutsu technique (for naruto fans), since Im a special nerd, I can copy things at the speed of light, but since Im realli intelligent, I seldom use that technique, I prefer to just rely on ma natural brainz.
So I checked it out and it was true, and I just had time to glance at the thing that was bothering me, before they took away our papers and called the prof in charge.
If na for naija, dem for cancel the exam. Not so for Prof....the guy just tore the answers off the question papers and redistributed the thing. The prof na sharp guy, in no get time for wahala.
So I finished part 1 in 30 mins, (yeah u can congratulate me later, I know I rock), and did the part 2. I had to think and bust ma brainz, and I was able to solve 2 out of 3 questions. For the one I had problems with, I solved it in 2 different ways, and wrote on ma paper "Dear sir, I'm a bit confused, please pick the best solution", oyibo people are free, and thats why I like em. Go try am for naija, you no go graduate.
I finished, and then I discovered I made some silly mistakes, and I was afraid that I mightnt score as high as I wanted, and yeah I remembered the pastors sermon and began praising God and all, but my heart was still heavy. I fashied it and gave thanks to him, and I told God this morning that I appreciated all he did for me, and even if I didnt meet my goal, I'd still give him thanks.
I was tired, but I had another exam (compiler construction) on friday also dreaded by Computer Engineering students, and If I normally sleep in the daytime, I get massive guilt attacks, as if "yeah ure meant to be working and not sleeping". So I watched like 3 episodes of "heroes", chatted with a friend, who revealed what I'd always suspected about her feelings for yours truly (fine boi, omo mummy) , and then I went to work.
I have been having some issues with julie and all, like I put in my former posts, and then some really hard core shit began flashing into ma brain when I was writing my exams this morning, it was like crazy, and I could almost hear some whispers telling me all my hard work for this exam wasnt gonna pay off, but men I rejected all that in Jesus name....but even after the exam I still felt the effects ..........Watching heroes made me take my mind off all that.
I needed time to study, and I got to the library, and switched off my phone,(and as I write this, it is still off...), and I did a marathon.........from 3 .00 pm approx till like 11.30 pm approx, I took breaks for dinner and all.
I really needed to meditate, and so I listened to Anthony Robbins, awaken the giant within. I downloaded it, using my methods, and I listened to what he had to say, I will share it with you briefly. He talked about how we as human beings have beliefs that either empower or disempower us......beliefs about ourselves, people, relationships, etc, that have been subconsiously fed to us, ,maybe by religion, society, or tradition (ok, that lines mine, not tonys), so I made a list of all the
disempowering beliefs I had, about myself , my abilities, and everything, and I was shocked at how much shit we accumulate in our subconscious minds, I dug really deep and came up with stuff that was inside me that I didnt even know was there.
I prayed to God and asked him to help me get rid of those beliefs, and get new empowering ones. Then I wrote down some goals that were important to me, my life, my career, etc. And yeah my fone was still switched off. I was really pissed off, and didnt want to lash out at anyone by accident, or transfer anger, and yeah I learnt a new technique for dispelling negative feelings and thoughts , from Anthony Robbins, well I didnt use his own exactly, I created mine.
When crazy thoughts enter my head, I just imagine someone pressing a detonator, and a huge explosion rocks the screen of my mind, destroying the negative picture. Or some times I visualize small explosions on different parts of the screen of my mind, destroying the picture, or even better, just imagine some dude with a razor blade scratching and tearing down the picture in your mind, but visualize the picture as a paper picture.
I covered 11 lectures out of 14 in the lecture slides, and yes I will finish up tomorrow, but Im going out with someone to repair wasiu (my bicycle). The guy has been retired long enough, and Im gonna fix him tomorrow. The rusty bike which was graciously loaned to my by my iranian acquaintance (not friend, I mean yeah he gave me some persian vodka, but puh-leassse!), has been returned to the owner, who suddenly decided he wanted to sell.
If I gist you about that bicycle eh...men If you pedal too fast, the chain comes off, and since its rusty, you get rust on your hands. So just imagine if youre gonna see a fine fine yarinya, and youre wearing a white tuxedo.............except if your dads name is bill gates, or youre the son of an oil sheikh from the middle east, your own don finish.
And I know some guys wanna yab me and say "han han Ade, you f** up oh, for naija you dey drive motor, for holland you dey ride bike"......well its the primary means of transport, everyone, including my professors have bikes, and yeah cars are only used for long distances.
Just TRY, if dem born you well , TRY, riding a bicycle to your girlfriends house in naija. Check this out

1. The gateman go disgrace you, onto say in only go primary school, and you get degree.

2. Na stone dem go use chase you comot from the house.

3. Your own family go carry you go deliverance, you know those men in white robes who will scrape your head with an unsterilized blade, and wash your head with water.

Whew!!! Men Men...............lastly before I go, remember I said I sent an email to my parents talking about how I felt growing up, and the experiences I passed through, and the hurts, and the way I saw things back then, and they replied, and told me that, well though I might have "exaggerated" a bit (Well we know African parents must have the last word), but they were sorry, and they were glad I forgave myself and them, and they did everything out of love and no hard feelings.
They were happy I got all these off my chest, and were like....If I felt like talking , I could call em anytime. They were also like, who else can I call a witch, except my own parents, and they won't eat me up? Well of course I dont call my parents names, but yeah I'm happy, I'm moving on with my life, slowly but steadily, dropping the excess baggage from my past, and thanks to the special person who made all this possible. At least my parents see me as grown up and matured now, and thats something...now I just have to build my own crib and run....... lol!

Gotta go....I have to brush my teeth, and I got another episode of "heroes" with my name on it.... I know, I just know that I'm a mutant and I got special powers.....

And yeah my phone is still off.......

what have I done?

Right now, Im currently listening to linkin parks......"what have I done" nice song, but a depature from the normal way they sing. Right now its crazy, I did something that I should have done a long time ago, and yeah, maybe I did the right thing, and maybe I didnt. Its about julie, my internet chick. Yeah,remember I told you how we met online, 2 lonely Nigerians with issues who just needed to connect, and were just friends, and told each other abt stuff we never told anyone we did........yeah you guessed right "freaky stuff". Some details of what was revealed chooked me...and you know me...mr scientist, and mr curiousity. I began to dig deeper and get her to talk, and yeah it made her look deep within her self and heal.
Shed blamed herself for years, and held herself responsible for what she told me about.She blamed herself for starting the whole incident, but after looking inwards, she discovered that she wasnt actually to blame, and that shed been carrying this guilt around for nothing.
I had a conversation with my counsellor about it, and she told me that, yeah in the process of "revelation" its not good to get too graphic, as some details could like yeah break my heart and all. I now began pondering........yeah thats my middle name, and began wondering if I did the right thing by probing and asking questions, I began wondering what would have happened if she hadnt said it the way she said it, and all. Because the way she described what went down, led to me asking those questions, which lead her to look inwards again, and which helped her to heal.
Cus she opened up to me , after I confided in her about some stuff I was involved in back then.
When we spoke yesterday, well julie told me I had to also let go of my past issues, my hurts and beef with my family, my problems with all the chicks I had been with and all. She was like if I dont forgive myself and let go, then I wont be able to forgive her and let go of her past.
This morning I called 4 women who sort of played an "important" role in my life, and I called them to set things straight. To the ones who hurt me, I called to let them know, that I had moved on and there were no hard feelings . To the one I hurt, I called to offer an explanation as to why and how I did things the way I did them. These were the most important ones. To the flings and one-night stands I had, well if I ever run into them again, yeah I'd set the record straight, same thing. Only thing is that I could only reach these 4, at this point in time.
After that, I sat by my pc for almost 2 hours, and typed an email to my mum. I poured out how I felt, all my fears, hurts, rage, from secondary school till now. I let her understand that I wasnt beefing and all, and that I appreciated everything herself and my dad had done for me, and that they were just trying to be good parents . Sending the email, made me heave a sigh of relief, as if yeah I was moving foward with my life and dropping all the excess baggage.
Dunno what mumsie will say when she reads my email, but well, I can defend it, and yeah Im hoping for the best. This was thanks to julie, making me take this step.
The only thing is that what she confided in me still chooks me at times, and yeah Im in love with this girl, shes got me in lockdown and I dont think I can escape.
Is there any hope for me? What have I done? Did I do the right thing , by probing her, making her open up to me , and letting her heal? Or should I have behaved like a typical african man, not wanting to know anything about his chicks past.even gory details, and bury his head in the sand?
Like 50 cents said......I got 21 questions, and theyre all about us........

On a lighter note, you remember my friend akom, the erithrean dude? I call him akom because thats how he pronounces akons name. Well we went today for a graduation party of some guys who had just finished their Msc in my department. The Computer engineering masters program from Delft university of technology isnt beans, so I went to celebrate with them.
They declared free shayo for boiz. Na so akom begin shack. After he took the first one, he began to see visions..yeah the cele kind of vision. Akom began to toast a greek dude with long hair, calling him a beautiful woman and admiring his lips.
Soon men akom overtook me in the shayo race. The guy begin ask me if the woman whose picture was displayed on the menu was for sale. Before you know anything, akom had consumed like 5 beers men, no be joke. Sheila, my friend from the installation story, came into the pub. The pub is in the basement of our faculty, so after coding and programming and doin freaky stuff all day, you just come and shayo.
Sheila came in, and next thing, akom began to move verrrrrryyyy close to her. Drawing his stool closer and all. I began to just laff. I asked akom what 1+1 was, and he told me that yeah it was a marriage.
When we threatened to tell his fellow erithrean friend that he had shayoed, he began to beg, because his friend would report him to his parents. I have never laffed so much in ages.
Sheila told me to leave akom to shack as much as he could, so he wouldnt walk and find his way back to his crib. He left before me though, I hope he was sober, cus he kept telling me how he needed to "enjoy" himself and all.
Anyways guys, I have to go back to my existence, and my normal life.

Through the steps I took today, I believe I have been reborn, and that I have let go of my past to face my future. This is a rebirth for me. I need to move to the next level in my life, and I cannot do it carrying excess luggage from my past. I'm getting older everyday, and I need to step up to the challenge, and let go....
This is my first step, and my baby step...........
I WILL get there.............

Thanks baby......I love you, and I hope I get through this....

I hope my spaghetti dosent burn as I'm blogging this. No body should laff at the fact that my culinary skills are triangular..........rice-pasta-spaghetti....I have some beans and palm oil but I havent eaten that in months.
Today was a random day, just so so, I did the usual revision for my exams next week, and then I got a text message from a friend about some deep family issues. When I discovered that I had forgotten my notes in my crib, I went back, and used the opportunity to call her and all...........ended up praying for her, and I'm sure she will be fine, cus shes a fighter.
I made a mistake and eat a lil bit too much for lunch. the end result being that yours truly acquired an ibo name called "dozie" and began to doze in the library when I should have been studying for my parallel algorithms exam. The thing be like nepa, off and on. I was able to do a lil bit, and then towards the evening, I decided to go to the gym, and work out since I hadnt worked out in ages. I want my muscles to be strong so that I can carry orobos, especially the eru agbas that people see and shout and remember that Jesus exists............lol . I remembered that I had misplaced my mp3 player some months back, and it occured to me that I might have left it in the gym, so I rode my bike to the gym, and the first thing I did was to weigh my self cus I was definitely sure I had added weight, since I stopped working out. Sometimes Id be studying then Id remember that I hadnt worked out in ages, and I would feel......."oh crap, Im sure ive added weight"...Its amazing, I dont mind in fact I love it when I see a well fed woman, especially those ones that give off the "mummy" vibrations, but I guess I dont like it on me cus it dosent look good on me.
Anyways I hopped on the scales expecting the needle to fly past 100kg, and lo and behold, the thing dropped to like 95 point something kg.......I was stunned, last time I checked, it was like 97 or 98 or 96, cant remember exactly which one. Well I got down to gymming, working on my beautiful body (yes oh!).
When I was doing stuff on the cycling machine.lo and behold, some dutch chicks came in to exercise. That wasnt the problem....the "problem" was that one of them was orobo, the face was just there but men the body............now at this juncture I began to have an Internal battle. Inside me are two people....good boy and scope daddy. Scope daddy does what his name suggests...scope chicks. His talent is neccessary at times, but his problem is that he likes or wants to overdo things and go out of control, and thats when good boy jjc comes in.
He is the jjc side of me, and comes out when I'm trying to convince people(women) that I'm just an average ordinary computer geek , and programmer, and as such know nuthin about life in general. When good boy jjc comes out, people tend to notice my glasses and my innocent look. So men this orobo came and took the machine beside me, and she was wearing some short things like this, and scope daddys telescopic vision came into play and began admiring the neccessary structures, and that is when good boi jjc came into the show:

good boi jjc: stop it now, focus, just do ur exercises and go. Youre meant to be repenting.

scope daddy: omo men bone story. chei! ade look at those thighs, so smooth...

good boi jjc: ade, youre hooked, you got someone, and u still have issues with her again, lookery leads to touchery. touchery leads to the dark side of the force. (star wars: yoda impersonation)

scope daddy: (slapping good boi) sharrap my friend!!!

good boi : yeeeee!!

by this time, scope daddy had taken over completely so my head turned to admire the beauty beside me, the thighs, skin, thick legs, etc.

good boi: (gives scope daddy blow): I bind you in jesus name

scope daddy: nooooo I will be back! (Terminator impression)

by this time , my head cleared, and I just focused on what I had to do, exercises and all. There were instances in the gym where scope daddy took over and I didnt know until good boi told me that I had been studying some "manchesters". Made me feel kinda guilty.

I have a short testimony. In this place I have reached my limits and even surpassed them. I was hailed as a guru back in naija, and I came here n found out that I knew nuthing. When I was pondering over how I would do all my projects, exams, and assignments, I just remembered a bible verse "I can do all things through christ who strengtens me"....that cheered me up immensely. I couldnt believe that I didnt remember that passage when I was feeling so low, but now my confidence has been restored.

On a sober note, its good to thank God for all what he has done in our lives. I went to a bike shop on my way back from paying for my residence permit, to look into getting my bike fixed, and I saw that the workshop was made up of mentally challenged people, and they were the ones who would make and fix the bikes. They would just play pool, jist, drink coffee and do bikes.
They cudnt fix my bike cus I didnt buy it from them, but as I was leaving, I wondered how my life would have been if I was born like that.......if people had to look after me all the time, and if my brain wasnt functioning properly. I said a prayer, and a thank you to Jesus, for what he'd been doing in my life so far, and I also apologised for not being grateful with what he's been doing so far.

Back to the gym story, as I was leaving the gym, I asked the dude at the counter if he had seen my mp3 player. After describing it to him, he brought it out......I was so happy....but battery don die sha, but anyways nuthin dey happen. If na for my obodo country, the thing for disappear, and reappear in computer village.....chei, those people wey tiff 22k for my pocket, but thats another story.

I am gonna eat dinner, and then watch a serial......right now Im trying to decide between heroes, 24, and the "justice league" cartoon.
Which would you recommend?

Right now my head aches like mad. I decided to go with a friend to the african catholic church in the hague. Of course now being the usual african stiz and all, they wasted time and all. I regret to say that I was sort of "observing" the sisters in the lord.......dont worry, all I did was observe, I am already addicted, and hooked,and also in this place I dont have time for woman, so I basically just look and then leave quietly. I want to graduate in peace next year in Jesus name amen.
My friend had told me yesterday that she wanted to visit one woman and help her fix her pc after the service. We went to the womans house, and I was suprised to find it was an Ibo woman who spoke dutch, Ibo and english, and her kids likewise. The pc had some password protection problems, so my friend (lets call her shiela).........so sheila had decided to format the system...she had 2 cds, a pirate and an original cd
instead of using the pirate cd, she used the original to install the operating system, and that took like 45 mins.....by then hunger was beginning to set in..........after that one she now said that since the original one would be demanding a license and would expire in 45 days, that we had to redo the installation all over using the pirate cd......by then I dey ask myself who dey ask me to do follow follow. She now re-installed the crap all over again, and this wasted another 1 hr . At this moment hunger headache had already finished omo-boy. The woman now decided to offer us some rice which she hadnt cooked, but all I wanted to do was just to go home, and do some revision, and eat.
I managed to snag some sandwiches at the train station, and we walked home in the lousy rain. Dutch weather sucks. One minute its sunny, and the next its raining, so we cant even decide when to carry our jackets with us when we go out. I was still able to do some work and print out some papers.
Right now I am tired and fagged out.

On a lighter note, I got this friend from erithrea. One day we are in the lab working next thing the guy was like......"ade do you know akom?" Initially I was like WTF? Until I realised say na akon the guy wan talk oh! So I always call him akom privately. Anyways sha yesterday, the guy was yarning yesterday that he wants to bring his chick over for summer hols, and he was asking me which joints and clubs to take her too. I was like chei oh....my life don finish. The guy no dey ask me to help am solve problem, na direction of club in dey ask me for. So in the elevator, the fool decided to demonstrate how he was gonna dance with his chick in a party, and he was trying to demonstrate on me.......as in come close to me , na so I give am blow for ribs, the guy just shout! So he went to sheila and was using her to demonstrate.
I swear men if this guy danced like that in a club, the bouncers go evict am forcibly. If he danced with a chick, the chick would either stand and laugh at him or just run.
Anyways men make I run, gist go everly dey.

I have been yabbed and constantly harangued to update. A certain female personality has been describing me as lazy, due to the fact that I havent updated, but anyways sha I will try. Right now, I have like over an hour till my morning java exam.
Yeah we are in exam period for the fourth quarter, and I still have 2 exams in early july. Anyways some random interesting things have been happening to me so far, so I will just talk a lil bit......
Some 2 days ago, I was tired of my own cooking (Those of you who know me know that my cooking is kinda triangular.....rice-pasta-potato) ok....no -body should laff oh! Where do you expect me to get time to cook in this place...........("The chinese do it" I hear someone whisper........"whatever" I say). Speaking of chinese, yeah I was tired of my own cooking, and I took wasius replacement (Bicycle), and rode to the restaurant. On my way there, the bike chain messed up. So I put the gear in neutral (yeah right), and stopped to fix it. Na so I look up, see this chinese chick dey waka my direction. The chick try get body sha.......not my tastes, but manageable, but she has these glasses wey dey make am resemble a mixture of winch and headmistress. And one day I noticed that her teeth had some kinda weird color.
So she saunters towards me, says "Hi" and destroys my name in the process.
Imajine, this chick has remixed my name so many times its unbelievable. Sometimes my name is "andrea", sometimes is "ardjan" sometimes its "ada".
I was like look my name is "Ade" A-D-E.....I even help am phonetize the thing small..imagine oh, the chick was like "thats too long.....is there an abbreviation or something?" Well I insisted and she managed to get my name pronounced as "Adi".....I just let it go at that, and entered my bike got to the restaurant, and got my food.
If na their names now, your tongue go hang for throat for you to pronounce it.
Imagine having names like chinag-yin-yuang (And you want me to remember that..but I made up this name sha). Most chinese here just adopt one funky english name because if you try pronounce their chinese name una go quench, and heres one chick with colored teeth telling me my name "Ade" is "too long"......she no serious.
Yesterday I went for a get together for one of my naija brothers,and an ex akokite also, who just finished his masters thesis, and has effectively graduated. I went there cus I was feeling fed up with this school, and was a bit depressed and homesick.
So my being there was me connecting with the fact that one day by the special grace of God almighty, I was gonna leave this school, and get on with my life. During the get-together, my self and some other Nigerians were discussing issues ranging from why pple in Nigeria dont want to be lecturers, to the fuel strike. We also were talking about some pple going back to change the academic system. Me sha, I never intended to end up as a lecturer. I see myself in a company, or in my company, doing my own thing. So we were basically saying that one person couldnt change the whole system, and that if you went back to naija, within two months of arrival, the "naija virus" would have corrupted you and youd revert to the same level of thinking as you had before you left.
My take on education is that its not just about sitting in some classroom, listening to lectures and doing assignments. Its about your mind being affected. Its about you being able to reason, and using your knowledge to positively affect the society. At least thats my own humble honest opinion. One of us jokingly prayed out loud "Oh God use me to change the system"...I then reminded him that he mightnt like it so much if God actually answered the prayer......na so my guy change the prayer sharp sharp to "God abeg, dont use me" or something along those lines. The guy who prayed was telling us about a guy who had stayed in yankee for a long time. He did his Phd there, and I think worked there for a while, and he decided to come home, and lecture. They said that when he came there, he was still operating yankee style, speaking phonetix and all, and that one day like this (I am already beginning to laugh), they just did something to this guy......dem frustrate am to the extent that my guy dropped the phonetics and began to shout.
So men, im a bit skeptical abt returning to naija...esp when you have guys there who wud want to frustrate you deliberately since you just came back from yankee.
I just received a fine call from ma baby, and she wants me to revise, so omo I gotta go .....bye!!