Wawelexy:



Ok, Siofra and Iyaebe are coming for you

diogo23:

Mugu na one person be that

Mosetgg:
It all started in JSS 1, I used to be below average academically.

There was this beautiful brilliant girl that used to come first in our class every semester that I love so much, she was my first crush and love. I'm attracted to brilliant girls.

I do simp for her in class and I do buy her various 5 naira yoghurt and goodies during break, so the whole class can relate with my state of "sinking" in the ocean of love.

She never let me know her intention whether she liked me or not, always looking down on me today because I do sit with "bad" boys at the back of the class and she will do as though she like me the next day.

Sometimes, to show my love for her, I do escort her to her house after break, do home work for her junior ones and even go extra mile to learn how to write love letters, but her attitude show she never found me worthy or attractive enough or she was afraid I may not be in her league. But between us, though not official, we knew we were dating somehow but she's been careful not to make it popular which I don't like.

When we got to JSS 2, I became more free and popular with ladies in our school and I began to see how jealous and concerned she was, yet she was not willing to date me openly.

Then we stop talking altogether to each other and I focused more on playing with other girls without nothing attached.

Then came a year we are to be promoted to JSS 3, we were to do Home Economics day and the best student was to be awarded a price.

I already joined the group of boys ( the unserious ones in school) to dance for the ceremony and I was finding it difficult to master my dance steps.

When the price winner was called, it was this my girl that won that price as the over all best in Home Economics.

The turning point for me --- When she was called out to receive the price, she INTENTIONALLY looked around finding me, she found me in my dancing rapper behind the guys dancing for the ceremony looking like a lost child in the market, she then looked at me with disdained and pity and hissed loudly that I felt the breeze from her hiss would carry me to my grave

I felt bittered, beaten, belittled and I was gripped with fear for my life and future.

Immediately, from that very day, I determined that I would always be the best afterwards in every subject in that school, and I promised myself to revenge.

To archive my goal, I disassociated myself from my previous friends we played around together, got a new sitting angle in class and was aggressively attentive in class.

Before the end of our JSS 3, I became a genius in mathematics because of my undivided attention, though I was determined to go to Art class.

I thought majority of my mates and the whole school math lessons before every exams because I was good at it.


Girls were now coming but I never had time for them again, even this my crush, I forgot about her totally but truth be told, I was bitter but still yet in subtle love.

Fast forward to SS1, I joined Art class, and I told the Principal I wanted to become a lawyer when she was worried that I should have joined the sciences because of my good result.

I became the class captain of my class because of recommendation from my class mates. I continue to be aggressively focused and to teach my class mates and even other students in sciences mathematics after school hour, so I was increasing in popularity.

Then here comes the gist, at the end of SS1 3rd term, going to SS 2, the most popular and feared Math teacher called me one break time and said "Dress well tomorrow, you will be receiving an award as the best student in Mathematics for the session" .

I looked at myself, tears dropping in my eyes and I replayed the incident that led to this kind of energy and achievement.

I could not sleep till the following day, I was practicing in my mind how I will do the eyes rolling and to hiss more louder with my two big eyes fixed on my crush.

And that was exactly what happened when I was called out to receive my award. I looked for her in the crowd, looked at her deeply in the eyes, and all the fear, bitterness vanished, mission accomplished.

She came back simping for me after that achievement, but guy man now has better and more options.

To make it short, the kind of reading and devotion to my studies from that JSS3 to SS2 built me for self actualization.

I registered for GCE in SS2 and I made all my papers in one sitting.

Now I'm a lawyer and when I looked back, if not for her insulting look and subtle degrading treatment from her that very day at the price giving ceremony, I wouldn't have converted my energy to whom I dreamt of becoming today.

Ironically, she's an ND graduate, and still in contact with me. There was a time she posted my old picture and herself of over 15 years on her WhatsApp status, and I asked her, "you never thought nor believed I will become a lawyer?" Her response was "sincerely, I never thought of it"

Recently, she wanted to visit me but I was not comfortable welcoming her.

That's my own humble experience.

ExudeLoveToAll:

You should have been the OP......lol
Lovely story of your life.

Wawelexy:



They are empty barrel, so is their curse too

Mosetgg:
It all started in JSS 1, I used to be below average academically.

There was this beautiful brilliant girl that used to come first in our class every semester that I love so much, she was my first crush and love. I'm attracted to brilliant girls.

I do simp for her in class and I do buy her various 5 naira yoghurt and goodies during break, so the whole class can relate with my state of "sinking" in the ocean of love.

She never let me know her intention whether she liked me or not, always looking down on me today because I do sit with "bad" boys at the back of the class and she will do as though she like me the next day.

Sometimes, to show my love for her, I do escort her to her house after break, do home work for her junior ones and even go extra mile to learn how to write love letters, but her attitude show she never found me worthy or attractive enough or she was afraid I may not be in her league. But between us, though not official, we knew we were dating somehow but she's been careful not to make it popular which I don't like.

When we got to JSS 2, I became more free and popular with ladies in our school and I began to see how jealous and concerned she was, yet she was not willing to date me openly.

Then we stop talking altogether to each other and I focused more on playing with other girls without nothing attached.

Then came a year we are to be promoted to JSS 3, we were to do Home Economics day and the best student was to be awarded a price.

I already joined the group of boys ( the unserious ones in school) to dance for the ceremony and I was finding it difficult to master my dance steps.

When the price winner was called, it was this my girl that won that price as the over all best in Home Economics.

The turning point for me --- When she was called out to receive the price, she INTENTIONALLY looked around finding me, she found me in my dancing rapper behind the guys dancing for the ceremony looking like a lost child in the market, she then looked at me with disdained and pity and hissed loudly that I felt the breeze from her hiss would carry me to my grave

I felt bittered, beaten, belittled and I was gripped with fear for my life and future.

Immediately, from that very day, I determined that I would always be the best afterwards in every subject in that school, and I promised myself to revenge.

To archive my goal, I disassociated myself from my previous friends we played around together, got a new sitting angle in class and was aggressively attentive in class.

Before the end of our JSS 3, I became a genius in mathematics because of my undivided attention, though I was determined to go to Art class.

I thought majority of my mates and the whole school math lessons before every exams because I was good at it.


Girls were now coming but I never had time for them again, even this my crush, I forgot about her totally but truth be told, I was bitter but still yet in subtle love.

Fast forward to SS1, I joined Art class, and I told the Principal I wanted to become a lawyer when she was worried that I should have joined the sciences because of my good result.

I became the class captain of my class because of recommendation from my class mates. I continue to be aggressively focused and to teach my class mates and even other students in sciences mathematics after school hour, so I was increasing in popularity.

Then here comes the gist, at the end of SS1 3rd term, going to SS 2, the most popular and feared Math teacher called me one break time and said "Dress well tomorrow, you will be receiving an award as the best student in Mathematics for the session" .

I looked at myself, tears dropping in my eyes and I replayed the incident that led to this kind of energy and achievement.

I could not sleep till the following day, I was practicing in my mind how I will do the eyes rolling and to hiss more louder with my two big eyes fixed on my crush.

And that was exactly what happened when I was called out to receive my award. I looked for her in the crowd, looked at her deeply in the eyes, and all the fear, bitterness vanished, mission accomplished.

She came back simping for me after that achievement, but guy man now has better and more options.

To make it short, the kind of reading and devotion to my studies from that JSS3 to SS2 built me for self actualization.

I registered for GCE in SS2 and I made all my papers in one sitting.

Now I'm a lawyer and when I looked back, if not for her insulting look and subtle degrading treatment from her that very day at the price giving ceremony, I wouldn't have converted my energy to whom I dreamt of becoming today.

Ironically, she's an ND graduate, and still in contact with me. There was a time she posted my old picture and herself of over 15 years on her WhatsApp status, and I asked her, "you never thought nor believed I will become a lawyer?" Her response was "sincerely, I never thought of it"

Recently, she wanted to visit me but I was not comfortable welcoming her.

That's my own humble experience.

You for really smash 💥 that her 🍑 small nah

Hotwest:
I never make am and I don gather enough insults

Hotwest:
I never make am and I don gather enough insults

SyrusdeHansome:

Ah tell u. His story is even better than many motivational books

Dedeity:
And you're supporting an old druggie to rule Nigeria. You're endangering your future

BRIMBRAM:


Broke ass full Nairaland ehn.