Pls can anyone help me

Have been trying to apply for the new Lagos state medical vacancy

Have opened an account on the portal but have been unable to apply

Babzrockman:
Okun Iye Dino. Wa jeun omo kale

typical Ekiti being

Lai is a goat

dingbang:
u dat haff spoil finish.... Bad girl

you guys are just so funny

As a pharmacy Technician Is there a direct entry process to study Pharmacy in any University in the country?And which University precisely?

I have read what you are about to read before but then i had a different mindset...You might have read it before but made no sense to you,please read it again. “When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. T his made her angry.
She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her! With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger
I felt sorry for her wasted time,resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had
obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now. The next day, I came back home very late and found her
writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.
She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request. I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully. My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms.
She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I
put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office. On the second day, both of us acted much more easily.
She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a
long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her. On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of
intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten
years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized
that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell
Jane about this.


It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by.
Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on
quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then
she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly
realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why
I could carry her more easily. Suddenly it hit me… she had
buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart.
Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.


Our son came in at the moment and said,
Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying
his mother out had become an essential part of his life.
My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly.
I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind
at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the
bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her
hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her
body tightly; it was just like our wedding day. But her much lighter
weight made me sad.

On the last day,when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step.
Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t
noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office….
jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was
afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs.
Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I
do not want the divorce anymore. She looked at me, astonished,
and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said.
I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce.
My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the
details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other
anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our
wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do
us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up.


She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears.
I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the
way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl
asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out
every morning until death do us apart. That evening I arrived home,
flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my
wife in the bed -dead.
My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so
busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die
soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative
reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.—
At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving
husband….

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a
relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the
money in the bank. These create an environment conducive
for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time
to be your spouse’s friend and do those little
things for each other that build intimacy. If you are not in a
relationship now, remember this for the second (or third)
time around.


It's never too late.


If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you. If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.

SERIOUSLY,NA WHE GO DEY BEG DIS POLITICIAN MAKE DEM LOOT NOW,COS I SEE IT LIKE THEM RETURNING THE MONEY BACK IN 10FOLDS...BUH I JUST HOPE THE FIGHT AGAINST THIS CORROPTION IS NOT SELECTIVE

na 300M JAREEEE

m*d man,u no rape here,na dere u go rape,everything re cherished for over there...am very sure ur season two of suffering will continue here,cos after ur stay in jail there,u ll be dash out here...

no one knows it all, like my Pharmacist do say,everybody wants to pass,buh not everybody will pass...tho, through out my 3years in college as a pharmacy technician, I never had a carryover,just self determination and d grace of God

HI guys,ur bro here needs a little piece of advice....am in a dilemma of maself....have been in a relationship for about 3years and some months now..h=This relationship started all the way from school during our 3years programme in the college..While in school then,we both are very close and fond of ourselves,truly the love and intimacy was there and we both respect each other...Buh no how,frequently we do fights for about 3 to 4 days before we both settle the riffle through an elderly woman whom who both took as an advicer..We both have d plans of getting married to each other after our education processes..
after our 3years programme in school,the contact and everyday gist and talks ended,cos she lives in Lagos state with her parents while I stay with my parents here in ogun State....Our relationship was nt that hiden one in which way our parents knows everything going on btw us...To cut all the whole story,since we left school,there has always been a regular disagreement btw us cos of the distance I guess..after the fight we still talk out and settle the riffle not forgetting the plan we both av cos w [/color][color=#770077]e love each other..to be honest am a type of person who gets angry easily buh after my angriness I still look back and make her happy,buh for her she is always pissing me off with expensive jokes,and it has come to a stage now of me to loose my trust and hope of lasting with her...Though ,I love her buh her behaviours is annoying,she is really taking advantages of me in every way...and she never sees anytin bad in d bad she did at any time..pls am I still in the best track to continue the rel with her cos am confused nowww

please Op,am a pharmacy technician with a 3years duration in one of the colleges of health here in the country...sorry,who knows maybe one of these university can offer me a direct entry to study Pharmacy into their school...anybody that is sure pls??

this absurd tho...

apc dey work