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Something must kill a man #4

Welp, if you think you can school in a Nigerian university without distractions of any sort, I hate to break the news to you but you’re wrong. Especially when it is money. Let’s forget the saying that love of money is the root of injurious things, money comes first in a student’s life. I tried to apply the unpopular saying: “Don’t put all your eggs in one basket.” It’s so annoying how much energy you have to put into something in order to make it good in my blessed country- Be it your studies or money pursuit. Some people have learnt how to balance working with schooling but for some, it’s an impossible task. Some don’t want to even work, they want to go all-in their studies- It has it’s advantages but yields so many disadvantages. Imagine living on your own and you can’t afford some basic things that would make you look good or to fill up that general satisfaction of not having to call your parents all the time for minor expenses. At some point, It felt like fuck how the money was made because there are these set of people that are like Tony Montana on campus. They rarely attend classes, they have the nicest cars, clothes, highest grades and finest girls. Tell me, who wouldn’t want to be in those shoes?

Our elders always keep ringing it in our heads for us to sit up with our studies but how can we even listen when the oppression everywhere has reached it’s peak. “Hustle o!, hustle o!” has become an anthem, Sapa (Pennilessness) has become a disease many don’t want to be associated with. Na man wey work, go see food chop (The man that works would get to eat). Don’t listen to anyone that tells you that you’ve to face only your studies and leave money alone, if and only if you’re sure you can handle both. Even if you can’t handle it, still make effort to get something doing. Some days, people you rely on might not come through, what are you now going to do? Don’t do anything out of desperation because something must kill a man, you could still flex the money you want, get those grades, and the social life you want.

Something must kill a man #3

One of the thrills of being a Nigerian university student is the Ladies- I mean, “Beautiful Ladies.” Not that our sole purpose in school are the Ladies but some things can’t just be unseen, not to talk of a beaut. Day-to-day activities in school can get very exhausting. There’s one problem every guy has to deal with in school though, I call it ‘The Battle of the Good and the Ugly.’ It’s a hard decision when your home training starts warring with unwanted sexual urge (popularly known as konji).

I have been there, trust me when I say it’s not a good feeling. Gentlemen of this generation go through a lot that the ladies don’t know about. We’ve the options of facing our studies which comes with a lot of stressful situations, we also have the option of focusing on the social aspects of our lives which of course, we can’t neglect the ladies like I said.

One of the easiest way to reduce stress that many gentlemen have discovered is by admiring the heavenly goddesses around. It’s 100% tested and proven! Although a friend of mine would say: if na babe you find come school, na you go tire (if it’s ladies you’re after in school, you would get tired due to the endless beauties). So, don’t hesitate to tell any lady you admire how beautiful they look. You might call it womanising. But then, something must kill a man and it doesn’t have to be school.

Something must kill a man #2

If you’re a Nigerian university student, then you must have heard the sayings: “Las las we go dey alright,” “Gbogbo wa lama je breakfast,” “E choke!” All these popular wordings and many more show the extent at which we have to endure a lot of the school’s screw up. This new era of unforeseen events has thrown the coronavirus pandemic right in our face! This has resulted into more complaining from the students and it has also showed the crippled limbs of the educational sector. I’m not the only one thinking about this neither would I be the first to pen it down, Nigeria is not ready for anything online. Yes, times are changing, I agree. We’ve to move with time so we wouldn’t be left behind but looking at how it had been even before the online saga, saddens my heart. It’s heartbreaking to think of it that, we cram our way through the system, play scrabble to pass, get taught by people who are meant to be taught. It’s so sickening because your degrees don’t matter, the school you attended doesn’t either. We know say school na scam but las las na who sabi skills and stay up-to-date to be indispensable nahim go chop better breakfast.

Something must kill a man #1

I want us to take a closer look on how the education of our esteemed country has allowed great men to fall. take your mind back to when you were in primary school, when you used to strongly believe that maybe some day you’ll become the president of this country and change things, leaders of tomorrow mindset. well, in secondary school we cared less about all that, in fact we started to target dreams that made our teachers wonder if we were insane. what did they do to keep us in line? they usually asked if we wanted to become teachers and told us pathetic stories of how they became teachers to paint the job as if it were a blessing in Nigeria. it didn’t stop there, they even went as far as telling the biggest lie. I was fooled into believing that once I’m done with secondary school, so far I did my best I would be admitted into the best of federal universities. this same teachers that lied of them being the best in secondary school, many even lied about the university, Dem for tell us say na trap. usually after the commencement of secondary school education, there’s this feeling of great accomplishment, I won’t lie we all fell for it. reality dawned on each and every one of us when we saw the real struggle to get into school, getting into school again the struggle continues- a hard fight for mental health, life and educational excellence. no one wants to be associated with a bad CGPA, that’s a bad joke to begin with. The worst joke are the people that still listen to these lecturers and all they say. isn’t it funny that you want to take advice from someone who was probably in a more terrible state and sees a more twarted version of themselves in you? the biggest question to ask a university student is not what they want to become of themselves after school, they probably have some dumb revised robotic answer in their heads. instead ask them what they would have done if they weren’t chanced to attend a university.