“…My trouble in school started when I found out that Statistics is a major course in the Psychology Department. I thought Psychology was all about reading and predicting people’s behaviours. Do I need mean deviation, variance and standard deviation to do that? How will I predict what Damzy is thinking using measures of central tendency […]
FIRST DAY IN CLASS Read More »
“…’Jeff is like a school father to me. He has been taking care of me since I entered school. As a fresher, I was confused and wandering around before I met Jeff and he helped put me through all the registration processes. He helped me secure a hostel and most importantly, he makes sure that
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“…My head was gushing with groundnut oil, sorry, olive oil, as I stood up from where I have been kneeling down for more than one hour. It was my mother praying for me, blessing me, anointing me, cleansing me and firing all the countless spirits that are waiting for me in front of UNN to
DUKE’S FIRST DAY IN THE UNIVERSITY Read More »
“…Damzy’s matric ceremony was a day of horror for me. Aside being treated like an outcast in the midst of her coursemates, and left alone on my own like a sheep without a shepherd. The hugs I cherished with my whole being, people were just collecting it anyhow with reckless abandon. The one that pained
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I took time to watch the over 30 minutes live video of Fr. Paul Obayi, narrating his painful ordeal in the hands of the Bishop and the Catholic Diocese of Nsukka. My takeaway from the video is that the good priest, who happens to be a Professor of Communication, taught by the same Professors who
Damzy and I have ported from Bishop Alex’s lesson center to the Cathedral Library following the leaked poem and the way people looked at us there. We became friends but I wanted to be more than just a friend. All my attempts to take the friendship deeper fell met a stiff rock. Damzy told me
I FAILED JAMB AGAIN Read More »
“…The #2,700 I paid for the lesson at Bishop Alex JAMB Lesson Center wasted just like that. Not even upto 2 weeks. As expected, I quit from there and started going to the Library instead. My choice of Library was obviously the St. Theresa’s Cathedral Library Nsukka, where I wouldn’t pay. If not, how would
“…My Darling Damzy… I hate mathematics and it’s questions But setting my eyes on you made me fall inlove with mathematical equations Because seeing you and falling in love with you happened simultaneously, reminding me of Simultaneous equation. The algebraic equation of your skin tone and texture multiplied by your sweet voice and sense of
“…2go was the most popular social networking app amongst teenagers then. So, getting Damzy169’s 2go username was a big win for me. That night was the most restless for me yet. I didn’t know whether it was the visuals of Damzy walking to her seat replaying over and over and over in my head that
APPROACHING A DAMSEL Read More »
“…I was trying to concentrate and understand the Demand and Supply Curves that Santos was teaching us, when both the class my entire biological and psychological systems were disrupted. “Good morning Sir”, said a Coca-Cola bottle shaped tall dark figure, with a smile that exposed an Oral B Advert worthy white teeth, glittering between a
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