Is it a must he goes overseas….?

Last weekend, a very good friend of paid me a visit and in the course of our chat I asked after some of our high school friends and how frequent he has been getting from them. I was so shocked when he told me that one of our high school friends is still pushing and wanting to travel to the States for his education after visa denial. I was shocked. I asked of what he has been doing for the past 3years. It was good to get that he is a certified professional of one the IT courses offered in APTECH, Maryland.

Another question that came up[ was what has been doing with this? Guess what the response was? He has been a school bus driver for almost 2 years! Shocking, isn’t it? A high school graduate & ICT graduate from one of the best ICT schools in Lagos, Nigeria is a school bus driver? Why? What kind of profile is he trying to build for himself & for the future? What is stopping him from seeking admission into one of Nigeria’s great Universities to further his education? He is still very young. Must he travel outside the country? When everyone outside the country is running back home to settle down, he is thinking of running away. Fortunately for him, he has wealthy parents who can afford the bills but the American embassy has refused him visa. Is this a genuine excuse for him to be a School Bus Driver, when he could start up a business for himself with support of his parents? What is the use of the IT education after high school? This is the best time to explore the ICT industry and he is doing something else. Something needs to be done on time and his orientation needs to be changed on time.

Dating on Campus

I would be focusing on love and dating affairs among folks who are on the same campus. Personally, I have always had a different side to this topic right from my days in high school. Sincerely, I don’t know the A-Z of the good and bad part of dating or everything that has to do with issues related to this but I can say I know the modest thing to do and how to go about it for myself. While still in high school, I considered myself lucky to have had elderly ones who served like role models and mentors and they still do. I was able to decide on what I wanted and how I wanted it achieved.

I never liked the idea of dating someone in the same compound or environment. My reasons are not far fetched from the fact that, I would loose concentration. I ones experimented this while in my Junior Classes ( can you just imagine that?), but I wasn’t myself academically. Instead being famous in my academics, I was famous for being th first guy to date the hottest girl in my set. lol…. thanks to my mum who got me out of the it. Fortunately and unfortunately, she came across those letters and cards that we wasted our pocket money getting for each other and seized them till date, hmmmmm, sweet mama. Lol. Let me spare you the details of my parolz in high school. lol

To avert this, I chose the other way and I had counsellors. Sincerely and obviously, nothing good comes cheap. I am not saying its bad to date on campus but discover what is right for yourself first, and wont be harmful to you as well before diving. It could be sweet but might be a silent killer, you never can tell.
Don’t do things because others are doing it.

Latest Discovery

This piece is dedicated to a very wonderful and special friend, Yeenkah Oni. It’s been long I held my pen to do a lengthy write-up on paper. She challenges me and persuades me. She loves writing and I must commend the fact that she’s got a lovely handwriting, I used to be a writing freak not until I finished high school. This time around it was a challenge that I must reciprocate her letters and writings of several pages. Whao! That was a burden to me girl, I didn’t want to disappoint and I started, the first was just a page and I knew she was going to be upset about it. Sincerely, as at then i didn’t know what I could write on. On getting to meet her, she didn’t disappoint as she was truly upset. Lol

Then I decided, I was going to surprise her, I grabbed my pens and I dropped so many things, I used so many pens of different colours to write close to 4 foolscap sheets. Lol, what was I writing? Only God can tell. I just can’t remember. Lol. Hope she don’t give me a test on this. Lol

During this process, I discovered that, I no longer have the usually stylish, beautiful and charming handwriting I used to have back then in high school. Lol. This is really bad and dangerous. Lol. Never mind baby, I have started working on that already. Thanks for helping me discover that.

Hard Drugs & Friends.

Shortly after having dinner, I decided to relax with the news on the television, while doing this; I got attracted by a report on the said topic “Hard Drugs & the effects on youths”. I tried reflecting people around whom I have associated with at one time in my life and I also thought the various reasons why they were addicted to it. My first year in the university was tough and rugged but not as it was in my second year in the same campus.

I was a fresher and I was residing on campus in one of the most respected and “sacred” male hostels. I call it “the Den”. I had wonderful roomies who were well cultured, respectable, understanding, caring and disciplined. We all related like brothers, notwithstanding the ups and downs of arguments which brought exposed some of our personal traits. Need not bore with all that, where am I going?

Despite all this I still complained because of our neighbours. Gosh, the room was the Headquarter for whatever form of atrocities, occupied by almost 20 people among whom 85% of them were chain smokers and chimney. I was always pissed when I perceived the odour and I was so helpless because I dare not approach them else I am ready to face what I never bargained for. I couldn’t help but count down to the end of the session which was my first year because it was getting really frustrating, couldn’t help the odour cigarettes from the smokers, the noise whenever they are drunk or they are over-joyous, the fights with bottles-knives-irons, the gambling, the sexual harassment, in fact there were so many atrocities.

Got to my second year, this time, I was already groomed and ready to face and endure whatever circumstance I came across because I already knew the nitty-gritty. I also had some interesting plans. My second year was full of challenges, I wasnt opportune to have the same set of roomies I had in my first year, only 2 of us related like brothers while the others were out of it for me. The scenario this time had me living in the same room with roomies whose friends were drunks and smokers. This scenario also got complicated as the roomies had no control over their friends. It was a free for all affairs. The room was lawless, anyone gained access and this was beyond my control because most of them were the final year guys and I had my limitations. So many things happened, my daily schedule changed and I hardly stayed in the room. I became more frequent with home, had so many business schedules, meetings and religious activities. My parents kept wondering why but I chose to keep things to myself in order not to create unnecessary fear in them.

Towards the end of the session, I began to think of what the future holds for everyone and I thought of myself, my closest roomie and the rest of them. It was so amazing when I discovered that some of these guys who call themselves friends had hidden agendas and future plans for them, I was shocked when one was like he was going to be relocating to the states, another was going to be resuming in his fathers company, then I pondered… what about the other guys in the clique? Some with 2-1, some 2-2, some would be staying behind for an extra year, some don’t even know what tomorrow holds for them.

And I asked myself, what is the essence of friendship in the University?