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Shango kill them all

When I was a little bit younger I used to love singing, but non of my family members supported me.

My mum would shout at me and throw her slippers anytime I start singing beside her.

Sometimes when my sister is singing and I join my voice to sing along, she would stop and scolded me or she'll even walk out of the room with anger.

Then one day my Dad's friend Uncle Victor came to visit us.

That day it seems they were discussing something very important because I didn't hear their usual loud laugher.

So I walked into the parlour and started singing.

My dad frowned at me, and told me to go to the room and sing, but I refused.

"Uncle victor must hear my voice" I said.

Then my dad stood up and tried chasing me inside, but uncle victor was quick to stop him.

Who wouldn't want to hear my sweet little voice?

At that moment, I guess my dad was really angry and embarrassed by the expression on his face, but somehow he still managed to keep his cool.

While performing my debut album, I walked closer to uncle victor and continued singing.

I was looking straight into his eyes like he was a female fan.

And Uncle victor seems to have understood what my eyes were trying to say to him, so he dipped his hands In his pocket and gave me some money while laughing and shaking his head in a funny manner.

Without even completing my hit track, I ran inside the room with the money to show my siblings the power of music.

Minutes later they ended their discussion and my dad walked him to the road, shook hands and waved him goodbye.

When he returned, he called me to the sitting room and asked me the meaning of the drama I just did.

Ladies and Gentlemen, before I could blink an eye, my dad's belt was already in his hand. What kind of magic is that??!

That day my Dad flocked the upcoming musician in me.

I could see the spirit of Omahlay, Fireboy and Wizkid leaving my soul and I cried for three days straight like the widow in the Bible.

I just remembered and I said I should tell you people.

If I don't make it in this life as an Engineer, I hope y'all know who to hold responsible! ���

©Kemo

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WAEC, they wrote for you, JAMB you used online cheat.
Your father and the VC, were class mates, so admission sure for you.

Five years down the line, you came out, with First Class, only God alone knows how much you've spent in sorting and bribing lectures.
You hit the labour market, trying to "practice" what you "studied" in school,

"Sir I'm a graduate, I studied civil engineering," "in fact I graduated with First Class upper".

"Wow that's good, which school?"

"Uniport sir,"

"Okay meet me in my site tomorrow."
You smiled, God has finally answered your prayers.

Two weeks in the site, you're so confused and stressed out, most of the equipments looks strange to you, like you have never seen them in your life before.

It seems everybody hates you with the way they keep gathering in group, talking and pointing at your direction anytime you come around.

But who cares, you're the boss, you are the supervisor, the only Engineer on site! Maybe there are just admiring you, after all you're a Bsc holder with first-class.

"Hey you!, what are you doing there, don't you have work to do?,
Do you know I can seize your money today? In fact you and the other guy, bring that Crowbar and come and remove this board let's look at what WE did" you shouted

After removing the boards, your head starts spinning like you didn't take breakfast.
your eyes couldn't believe what it saw, abi, it is you that didn't believe what your eyes showed you.

The staircase you supervised is now looking like the one in Super Mario game. it seems something is dropping from your eyes, oh is that tears? No it's urine! Ewu Gambia!

Not that you really meant to cry, but the continuous chanting of "Engineer"! "Engineer"!! "Engineer"!!! by those stupid labourers is confusing your brain cells responsible for tears.

Your mind is telling you to run, but run to where? you ask your mind back.

"Run to Jesus"

the devil whispered from behind.


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TechCapon:
Looks like the grandma bleached and thought her daughter how to bleach and the daughter taught her granddaughter how to bleach and the granddaughter bleached her great granddaughter

Lol, you're such a fool ���

Ever since this "Brown skin girls" of a song came out, you have never enjoyed it for one day, but people are saying the song is dope, so how come I am not enjoying it, is something wrong with me? You asked yourself. oya delete it, you refuse, no it's not like you don't want to delete it, but you can't do it, to you it's like a taboo. and then you start talking to yourself like, "what if someone ask me do you have that Beyonce new song?" What will I now answer, godfobbid, it will be as if I am not current, a whole me, cherry mama, miz cutie dimpsy, me that is planning to buy IPhone 6 before December, in fact by this time next year I will be in 400level. and you ended up consoling yourself like "abeg let it be there is it not just 4mb song, it's not even consuming space sef, I cannot Comman carry last.

But each time you put your phone on shuffle mode and the invisible DJ takes over it seems Brown skin girl is the only song you have on your phone because of how it will be repeating itself, you get angry and skip it again., Then you took a bucket of water to the bathroom to bath, you paused, select "Galato by DJ cuppy ft Zlatan", at least that's the latest one for now, current babe! I hail o.

you smile to yourself, and start bathing, first you pee on your body and you enjoyed it, you node your head To and Fro, enjoying every Rhythm of the music, you couldn't help but sing along especially the line were Zlatan asked Cuppy "Who's your daddy" you shouted at the top of your voice OTEDOLA!!! wee you keep kwayet!

Your father is not even a Yoruba man, but who cares, gradually the song gets to an end and the next song came up like "...brown skin girl, skin just like peal".... And you're like what the hell, you rush to change the music, swinging your hands around at the direction the music is coming from, trying to get hold of your phone, but you can't see clearly because of the soap lather on your face, you struggled and struggled, then your hand touched something, and the next thing you heard a thud Sound! yeah, it's sounds familiar, that's your Techno K7 inside a bucket of water.

You sigh and sigh and sigh but no need, it's too late, your phone don jappa, and the funny part is that wizkid is still freestyling under the water ���

and I'm forced to ask, what's your purpose in life if all you do is live a false life and try so hard to impress people
© kemo

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Hi everyone, I'm at a crossed road, and I'm confused, but I wouldn't want to bored you with a long story you might not even be interested in so I'll just skip the whole gist and get to the main point of writing this.

I'm actually having plans to travel out of the country to work(spain to be specific),
I love education and I wish I could complete my studies here, but I see it as a total waste of time and resources especially when most of our certificates are not valid across the shore(at least that's what I heard) and remembering the pains you went through, to sponsor yourself in school.

My main aim is to work for a period of time, gather some money then further my studies over there.

I'll really love it if someone that have been there before, either schooling, working, anything to guide me with some tips, like what and what I need to know, in terms of visa, accommodation, working conditions, how friendly there are, racism, xenophobia, etc. Everything in general. Please. I don't mind contacting you personally.

Thank you.

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i know Nairaland is very popular and old, i have been visiting here as a guest but i just decide to sign up today, so am new!
i hope I'll get what i want.
i think i have made some mistakes in life because i dont have people to talk to or to advise me,

so I hope to meet good people here, like a coach, counsellors both in career and daily living.

I am aspiring to be a MARINE ENGINEER, but unfortunately i was admitted to study electrical/electronics.
Can i still become a marine engineer? Or is my dream dead?

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