Even if iFound myself at the end of the where MTN and all the networks in Nigeria had no reception, I'd still find away to wish u a merry LITTLE xmas, jus like Sam Smith sang. Hw has ur xmas being so far... Hope my long absence from the blogsphere didn't ruin ur xmas in any way! And if it did, am SO SO sorry, am here now... iWon't blame it on MTN for not having reception in my village, it's absolutely my fault... How can possibly be here in the Eastern part of Nigeria, having a fabulously wonderful Xmas, and forget to write for my people..m dats. Very irritating of me, hw could iPossibly av a BIG merry Xmas when u possibly not having a merry little christmas ur self... Hmmm, nawa for me oo. Well make una no vex jare... Buh iCan't promise "it won't happen again" lol.
So hw has ur xmas being so far? iKnw for sure that my Lagos readers would av had a swell Christmas Eve night( watch night ) a lot of fireworks here and there.. Well iActually missed that sha, still do, because here, we don't watch the night for xmas, just the new year... For those that might be wondering where in Eastern Nigeria iCome from.. Am from Abia state,Ikuwano local goverment, Oboro, Ndoro... Ndoro(the baddest village in the whole of Umuahia) na here me gea mouth pass.. Me nor dey fear nothing for here. Iwota la?
For those af my friends that still wanna join me here, there is room for u ooo, 28th-30th is the season one on the NDORO carnival... Abd it will be DOPE... Plus Ekpe festival coming up on the 15th of Jan, don't knw if I'll be able to stick around that long... Wwell na money kill am na. Finally, it is not to late to be grateful, God(what ever u believe in) has kept to see yet another Christmas... Give thanks, be grateful and happy to God in ur heart... It not too late to be grateful... Baba God thank you for life... #DecemberBorn.. iCiD30(iCame inDecember30) #merrychristmas. (This was typed on #Christmas morning.)
Gathering my thoughts, trying to be, writing because you read. Writing because they have written.
Friday, 26 December 2014
Sunday, 21 December 2014
All the Education, With out an Open mind equals what?.
Hey pple, u knw, yesterday iWas torn between writing bout "N" or "K"... Well "N" had her day yesterday.. Today is for "K"... Now this two letters, are the first letter in the names, "N***" and *K***ness*" am sorry for censoring the names, wouldn't want somebody to sue me for... something like Slander... Or defamation of character.... Come to think of it, a court case would make me popular oo, mtcheww, buh it's too much risk. Buh then again... These names can't sue shit.
Now about the two names, "N" is for the gal I'm in love with(wey no dey gee me face), if u read yesterday's post u'll knw more about it. And "K" is for the gal iCare the least about in the entire universe, someone iThought a hard lesson, and someone am about to use a pointer to teach u guyz now... Or complain to u guyz.. Which ever way u wanna see it. "The only thing iHate more than *being broke* is, people that form *holier than thou* and, *na we knw pass*" .Basically this kind of people are arrogant and disrespectful,self absorbed. in their day to day dealings of, *am on top of the freaking world , nobody can reach me*kind of attitudem buh if they came down from their high horses, they'll find out that, the reason why people can't reach them is because, the high road they're plying does not av reception, e nor gea network so the are basically in a world of their own...
One thing you should knw about me is dat, am a #respect freak, ican't bear to swallow dis-respect from any Goddamn baddy, especially when ican help it. That's why ihardly mix with Rigidly pompous bigots like "K", some will would say, "you guyz were realating jus fine b4 the fracas on Whatsapp na!" Almost corrrect, buh she did not unleash the totality of her blank, hollow, mindedness, until that faithful sunday evening on whatsapp.... What really went down?...
Somebody, a classmate, was inviting us(her fellow course mates) to her church(grail hope) for one of their service lectures sha... Something like, dat.. The friday, b4, she shared RSVP cards to almost erry body, except those like me dat didn't come to school dat day... She also used the Whatsapp forum for EnglishLanguage and Literature students to futher remind pple, about how she'll appreciate attendance from class mates and friends... It is true that her church, is not the evrry day type of Church, her church!!! Is some what unique, some thing like O.O.BU, Eckankar... U knw those type of churches that av peculiar believes, that will make one think, they we're Buddhists not Christians... However, a few open minded people, people with unquenchable thirst for knowledge, people with readiness to learn new and anew, no knowledge is overbearing type of ppke (like me... Believe it or not, av read some eckankar books, and even the quran..all for knowledge of "what is the other guy thinking,".)....mmm.m wetin idey talk sef.. Hope iDidn't looses u.. So some pple wanted to go, buh "K" took it upon herself to discourage them from attending, and further challenged "G" the grail hope member and class mate, why she would invite people to her un-godly gathering...hmmm, my People, their argument,was heated ooo, but not as heated as the one me and ("K") had, for respectful trail, to make a clear case for "G" and also, trying to lay to rest the heated argument. Now, You! be the judge(weda iDo bad, by try to do good), my exact words were " K, it's not for u to judge... If u don't wanna go, u don't av to discourage pple, that av the intention of know more" ... "U are in no position to judge" FINISH oooooo, Finish!!! HAI!... Come see trouble na... iNeva in my life, thought that those gentle words were capable of igniting such fire ooo.. her prompt response was "MrChinyere, I've always knwn that you had an inclination for evil... If u...". Can't really remamber the rest sha.. They were all BS.... Hmm,buh she insulted my person sha, that was the most important part. I immediately saw an opportunity in front of me, to teach "Kindness" a lesson she'll never forget...(Yeap ijus typed her full name... Make she do her worst...).(K, u can thank me later for making u popular, coz plemty pple go read bout ur gullibility) ... There and then a fierce War of Words started, something iReally am good at, something iwasn't craving for, buh couldn't turn down bcos my evening was already an epitome of boredom, so iReally gave her a run,,, ihave to admit... She knws how to fight with words sha..she fought dirty... She really touched some delicate places, however MrChinyere thought her a really good lesson, one she grabbed, iHope...
Humility, is not fetched from ur regular well, it comes freely to u when u tread with, respect for others.. And an open mind to all ... You will never know all, buh u'll will knw nothing if u think u above learning a little more... Ur CGPA is BS if ur mind is as rigid as Kindness', d next day, that her stupid FAT foolish friend that looks like a circus act, wan con, start round two with me... Sorry to say, I exusted all the wisdom ihad for fools, on her beloved mentor amd friend(Kindness).... My pple jus incase ilost u there... The moral in this story is, try as much as possible to av an open heart to each and erry thing, buh be wise in your choosing, after all, we really will not know the best religion until we die... For all iCare Christians might not be getting it right sef, coz just like Jesus, Buddha existed too,and did wonders, so jus because iChoose Jesus, does not make me wiser than the Buddhist. and keep in mind also, "That you can't knw all, if u decide u really don't wanna know a little more, then u don't knw at all.". Please don't fuck with me again!!! Inugo? *smiles* iLove u...X0X0... Education without an open mind = BS ... #decemberborn.
Wednesday, 17 December 2014
How do iKnow it's Love or Infatuation
Hmmmm, mushy topic right? You can say that again,iWas thinking today about what to write, and was torn between writing about "K" or about "N" buh, N won sha... Thanks to Chimamanda's Americanah! One thing about Chimamanda's writing is that, she always knows how to get to me, me particularly, she pulls me out of my shell and drops me in the shoes of who ever she wishes to drop me, iRespect her so much, especially as a writer, dats why she manages to make me to re-consider my firm-est of believes with her writings.
I started reading #Americanah yesterday evening, suprisingly enough, Amanda has managed to quicken a question in my heart about, what LOVE, really is ... This question didn't start today ooo, it has long being in my heart, unanswered, until recently, an ex- (ex might mean a number of things oo) of mine, after leaving me and going back to her former boyfriend, gave me the exact answers. In her words, " true love never dies, what dies is infatuation" . Bang!!! The nail one the head, she was correct, she didn't only explain why she had to leave me for her Ex, she also told me why ineeded to find love,all in those words, coz what we had @the time was far from Love... Being friends was jus better.
Buh then again, when iThought I've solved the puzzle of #Love in my heart, and, I've started brewing the not-so- lost affections for my Eternal Muse, then Chimamanda come enter my head with her book, and questioned what iThought to be love for "N". Let's talk a lil bout "n" and why ithink iLove her.. First of all, she's beautiful, and iDon't even take a liking to any gal, if she's not @ first pretty, and ihad a tin for her long time ago, something, ithought. Iwas over, until iHeard her voice again... Much after we had one big stupid fight.... iCall her "my eternal muse" bcos, right now, she's the only thing, the only subject, the only person that my creative fire can lite up for! This might not mean anything to u, jus reading it.... Buh iParticularly write poems, and my best poem so far, in my history as a poet, was about "N". Titled "My Eternal Muse". And ever since we were cut in communication, iHardly, or almost never, wrote a single piece, until she came back... I, now , never like b4, have being able to tell my self on countless times dat ilove that lady... Buh does she love me? That av not being able to tell... Never I've ibeen able to tell if she loves me half as much as ido for her... Well that is not the case... The case now is... If iDo reallly love her, or if what ifeel is infatuation,,, from my ex' definition, the only difference between Love an Infatuation. Is time... Buh Amanda, in her book Amercanah, painted love, like av never since or felt before, which prompts me to ask if ireally am capable of loving anybody besides my self.... Am iCapable of nothing but infatuation? can I only really love myself? Do iknw how to love sef? What does it take... #puzzuled like neva b4.... Question dat might neva get answers.
Buh one thing is certain, if idon't knw how to love one gal, and make her love me, iknw for sure that iLove u, that jus read this post... And that will read tomorrow's post... Maybe, jus maybe sticking together is, what real love, jus really is... Well hw can I knw.. Am not the expert... Try read Chimamanda's Americanah, and her other nooks, u'll love her...just like me...
As always am... CiD, #cameINdecember #DecmberBorn.. iCID30( I came in december 30) ...HappyNewYear
I started reading #Americanah yesterday evening, suprisingly enough, Amanda has managed to quicken a question in my heart about, what LOVE, really is ... This question didn't start today ooo, it has long being in my heart, unanswered, until recently, an ex- (ex might mean a number of things oo) of mine, after leaving me and going back to her former boyfriend, gave me the exact answers. In her words, " true love never dies, what dies is infatuation" . Bang!!! The nail one the head, she was correct, she didn't only explain why she had to leave me for her Ex, she also told me why ineeded to find love,all in those words, coz what we had @the time was far from Love... Being friends was jus better.
Buh then again, when iThought I've solved the puzzle of #Love in my heart, and, I've started brewing the not-so- lost affections for my Eternal Muse, then Chimamanda come enter my head with her book, and questioned what iThought to be love for "N". Let's talk a lil bout "n" and why ithink iLove her.. First of all, she's beautiful, and iDon't even take a liking to any gal, if she's not @ first pretty, and ihad a tin for her long time ago, something, ithought. Iwas over, until iHeard her voice again... Much after we had one big stupid fight.... iCall her "my eternal muse" bcos, right now, she's the only thing, the only subject, the only person that my creative fire can lite up for! This might not mean anything to u, jus reading it.... Buh iParticularly write poems, and my best poem so far, in my history as a poet, was about "N". Titled "My Eternal Muse". And ever since we were cut in communication, iHardly, or almost never, wrote a single piece, until she came back... I, now , never like b4, have being able to tell my self on countless times dat ilove that lady... Buh does she love me? That av not being able to tell... Never I've ibeen able to tell if she loves me half as much as ido for her... Well that is not the case... The case now is... If iDo reallly love her, or if what ifeel is infatuation,,, from my ex' definition, the only difference between Love an Infatuation. Is time... Buh Amanda, in her book Amercanah, painted love, like av never since or felt before, which prompts me to ask if ireally am capable of loving anybody besides my self.... Am iCapable of nothing but infatuation? can I only really love myself? Do iknw how to love sef? What does it take... #puzzuled like neva b4.... Question dat might neva get answers.
Buh one thing is certain, if idon't knw how to love one gal, and make her love me, iknw for sure that iLove u, that jus read this post... And that will read tomorrow's post... Maybe, jus maybe sticking together is, what real love, jus really is... Well hw can I knw.. Am not the expert... Try read Chimamanda's Americanah, and her other nooks, u'll love her...just like me...
As always am... CiD, #cameINdecember #DecmberBorn.. iCID30( I came in december 30) ...HappyNewYear
Tuesday, 16 December 2014
Why Wait? Todaay Cn be your NewYear
MrJournal, I've treated you thus! And am extremly sorry, I MrChinyere, have no viable excuse for starving you and many other people, of pretty daily post to read and change your scope of knowledge(if iMay) it's just that, I'm a very lazy person, iCan be very lazy. As a matter of fact, I'm sure I'll make the list of top Ten Laziest People in whole Commonwealth countries in the World, and I'll. probably make the top 100 laziest people in the world, excluding Qatar of course, am sure am not as lazy as those people. Again, Am sorry for not blogging as often as iPromised and it won't happen again. God willing.
Yay! It december, some minutes to the NewYear! Ain't that cool? One of my friends would say, "it's almost time for that, *New Year New Me shit* or *New Year NewResolution nonsense*" hmmm, it's quite funny sha! I for one, haven't being able for anytime in my life to keep my Newyear resolution alive for 2 straight weeks, it's tiring, iSwear... It's wonderful to make Resolutions, and new life goals... We all need a dream to achieve a Dream Come True. However , iLike many other people reading this right now, have one, habit or personality trait, that is worth doing away with, we have something we need to stand up and take control of, so as to put our lives on the write direction. It is important that we make strong life decisions, and changes in our lives... Buh what is absolutely dysfunctional, is waiting till the end of the year to do just that, waiting till it's January 1st, to make that NewYear Resolution that will change ur life, is anything but wise.. I am a Nigerian, and like many Nigerians, we wake up into the newyear in one worship centre or the other, even the Awala boys a.k.a(goons, thugs, area boys)people wey their head no dey house... Still make out time to spend @least 5minutes of their YEAR in the closest church around, jus to join in the.. #HappyNewYear!!! Shout, after which they go back to their very un-christain celebrations. Because of the very high turn up of human beings in worship centres at the last minutes of the year! It is better believed by people, for some reason unknown to me, that Church or any other worship center, is the best place to make ur New year's resolution, give your life to Christ, and turn a new leaf, so as to turn ur life around that same new leaf that will not last clean for 2hours... Then iask, Y wait... Y wait till the the coming of the new Year to make that decision that will put ur life in the right direction, why wait till the newyear to stop being lazy! Why wait till the new year to quit smoking or womanising, or masturbation or nonchalance. Why wait? now is the time. And the timing is perfect now.. It takes u to start.. That ground changing decision that will Spring ur life into succes and fulfilment. I am not perfect, I'm as dysfunctional as you can be, am as imperfect as u can imagine, am even lazier beyond ur imagination, and my personality is written al over my writings, because iLike you, suffer of this ailment iWrite about today.. But the Journey of a Thousand miles they say, starts with a step, and don't forget that, this journey is not "The Journey of a Thousand mile" until u make the last step of the Thousandth mile... What am saying is this... If u think starting what ever want to and not being able to finish it, is the most important step towards achieving ur goal, then u really need schooling, the first step to stop, being an asshole, to stop smoking, to stop being lazy, to stop being nonchalant about ur future, is to make a decision to stop. Then the most important part of this decision is not falling of the road side as u journey the road to a thousand's mile's completion. Make that newyear resolution today.. Because our pple talk say, *na wen person wake, be im own morning* U can make today ur own Newyear... You can Be ahead of time, or u can jus wait till after the new year... It down to you... Buh una know me na.. I've made my decision, and iHope to stand by it. Happy Newyear.... iLove u...
I'll love it if u comment oooo, buh iwon't be angry if u don't. #DecemberBorn MrChinyere x0Xo
Yay! It december, some minutes to the NewYear! Ain't that cool? One of my friends would say, "it's almost time for that, *New Year New Me shit* or *New Year NewResolution nonsense*" hmmm, it's quite funny sha! I for one, haven't being able for anytime in my life to keep my Newyear resolution alive for 2 straight weeks, it's tiring, iSwear... It's wonderful to make Resolutions, and new life goals... We all need a dream to achieve a Dream Come True. However , iLike many other people reading this right now, have one, habit or personality trait, that is worth doing away with, we have something we need to stand up and take control of, so as to put our lives on the write direction. It is important that we make strong life decisions, and changes in our lives... Buh what is absolutely dysfunctional, is waiting till the end of the year to do just that, waiting till it's January 1st, to make that NewYear Resolution that will change ur life, is anything but wise.. I am a Nigerian, and like many Nigerians, we wake up into the newyear in one worship centre or the other, even the Awala boys a.k.a(goons, thugs, area boys)people wey their head no dey house... Still make out time to spend @least 5minutes of their YEAR in the closest church around, jus to join in the.. #HappyNewYear!!! Shout, after which they go back to their very un-christain celebrations. Because of the very high turn up of human beings in worship centres at the last minutes of the year! It is better believed by people, for some reason unknown to me, that Church or any other worship center, is the best place to make ur New year's resolution, give your life to Christ, and turn a new leaf, so as to turn ur life around that same new leaf that will not last clean for 2hours... Then iask, Y wait... Y wait till the the coming of the new Year to make that decision that will put ur life in the right direction, why wait till the newyear to stop being lazy! Why wait till the new year to quit smoking or womanising, or masturbation or nonchalance. Why wait? now is the time. And the timing is perfect now.. It takes u to start.. That ground changing decision that will Spring ur life into succes and fulfilment. I am not perfect, I'm as dysfunctional as you can be, am as imperfect as u can imagine, am even lazier beyond ur imagination, and my personality is written al over my writings, because iLike you, suffer of this ailment iWrite about today.. But the Journey of a Thousand miles they say, starts with a step, and don't forget that, this journey is not "The Journey of a Thousand mile" until u make the last step of the Thousandth mile... What am saying is this... If u think starting what ever want to and not being able to finish it, is the most important step towards achieving ur goal, then u really need schooling, the first step to stop, being an asshole, to stop smoking, to stop being lazy, to stop being nonchalant about ur future, is to make a decision to stop. Then the most important part of this decision is not falling of the road side as u journey the road to a thousand's mile's completion. Make that newyear resolution today.. Because our pple talk say, *na wen person wake, be im own morning* U can make today ur own Newyear... You can Be ahead of time, or u can jus wait till after the new year... It down to you... Buh una know me na.. I've made my decision, and iHope to stand by it. Happy Newyear.... iLove u...
I'll love it if u comment oooo, buh iwon't be angry if u don't. #DecemberBorn MrChinyere x0Xo
Tuesday, 9 December 2014
All About Modernism (school work)
Modernism is a philosophical movement that, along with cultural trends and changes, arose from wide-scale and far-reaching transformations in Western society in the late 19th and early 20th centuries. Among the factors that shaped Modernism were the development of modern industrial societies and the rapid growth of cities, followed then by the horror of World War I. Modernism also rejected the certainty of Enlightenment thinking, and many modernists rejected religious belief.[2][3]
Modernism, in general, includes the activities and creations of those who felt the traditional forms of art, architecture, literature, religious faith, philosophy, social organisation, activities of daily life, and even the sciences, were becoming ill-fitted to their tasks and outdated in the new economic, social, and political environment of an emerging fully industrialised world. The poet Ezra Pound's 1934 injunction to "Make it new!" was the touchstone of the movement's approach towards what it saw as the now obsolete culture of the past. Nevertheless, its innovations, like the stream-of-consciousness novel, atonal (or pantonal) and twelve-tone music, quantum physics, genetics, neuron networks, set theory, analytic philosophy, the moving-picture show, divisionist painting and abstract art, all had precursors in the 19th century.
Some commentators define Modernism as a mode of thinking—one or more philosophically defined characteristics, like self-consciousness or self-reference, that run across all the novelties in the arts and the disciplines.[11] More common, especially in the West, are those who see it as a socially progressive trend of thought that affirms the power of human beings to create, improve and reshape their environment with the aid of practical experimentation, scientific knowledge, or technology.[12] From this perspective, Modernism encouraged the re-examination of every aspect of existence, from commerce to philosophy, with the goal of finding that which was 'holding back' progress, and replacing it with new ways of reaching the same end. Others focus on Modernism as an aesthetic introspection. This facilitates consideration of specific reactions to the use of technology in the First World War, and anti-technological and nihilistic aspects of the works of diverse thinkers and artists spanning the period from Friedrich Nietzsche (1844–1900) to Samuel Beckett (1906–1989)
However, Literary modernism, or modernist literature, has its origins in the late 19th and early 20th centuries, mainly in Europe and North America. Some philosophers, like Georg Lukacs, theorized that literary modernism had its origins in the philosophy of Walter Benjamin. Modernism is characterized by a self-conscious break with traditional styles of poetry and verse. Modernists experimented with literary form and expression, adhering to Ezra Pound's maxim to "Make it new". The modernist literary movement was driven by a conscious desire to overturn traditional modes of representation and express the new sensibilities of their time. The horrors of the First World War saw the prevailing assumptions about society reassessed. Thinkers such as Sigmund Freud and Karl Marx questioned the rationality of mankind.
EFFECTS OF World War I on Modern LITERATURE.
In fact, you might say that World War I is the hub around which the whole modernist wheel turned. Literary Modernism emerged as a result of changes in the cultural, political, and artistic sensibilities that occurred in the years before, during, and after that war. When you combine the massive growth of fancypants industrial technologies with the all-out devastation of the Great War, you get a recipe for some major angst and major upheaval.
See, the world wasn't quite the same anymore, and writers and artists were struggling to find new ways to create art that reflected those big changes. When it came to style, that meant that writers began to play games with time and order, perspective, point of view, and form. You began to see a lot more novels with fragmented plots than, say, ones with clear beginnings, middles, and ends. In poetry, that meant strange metaphors stacked on top of each other, mixing meters and free verse, and allusions to the past.
Writers chucked linear narratives and chronology out the window in favour of confusing stories that jumped around. They dumped distant, third-person narrators in favour of stream of consciousness and angsty confessionals like, say, that of Prufrock. They referred to traditional works of the past in an effort to outstrip them.
It was all about defying expectations, shaking things up, and knocking readers off their stodgy old Victorian feet. Of course all of these stylistic qualities make modernist literature notoriously difficult. Absalom, Absalom by John Dryden, and you'll see what we mean.
However, literary Modernism was all style and no substance, it is known that it has some major ideas at work, too. It all started with :
Charles Darwin, who forwarded a theory of evolution and natural selection
Sigmund Freud, who pioneered psychoanalysis and revolutionised the way people thought about the brain
Karl Marx, who analysed class inequalities (to say the very least)
Friedrich Nietzsche, who turned the world on its head when he proclaimed that "God is dead." Yowza.
This fearsome foursome changed a great many things about the way folks thought about the world. And that's actually an understatement. Our point here is that all this revolutionary thinking was unsettling to say the least, and writers wanted their work to be unsettling, too. Let's buck tradition, they said, in favor of new, innovative writing that reflects all the changes being thrown our way.
Literary modernists wanted to start a "tradition of the new," as Richard Weston called it, so they threw out the bathwater, the baby, and the sofa, too.
Famous modernist writers include T.S. Eliot, Ezra Pound, and Wallace Stevens in poetry; Virginia Woolf, Ernest Hemingway, William Faulkner, and James Joyce in the novel; Bertholt Brecht in drama, and artists like Pablo Picasso and Duchamp. If you spend a few hours poking around these masters' works, you'll see what we mean about bucking tradition. And then some.
The impact of literary Modernism can't be exaggerated. Well, it could be. We could say it killed the dinosaurs. But honestly, it came pretty close. It completely changed the way writers thought about form, style, content, genre, and just about everything in between. Authors today are still writing under the shadow of Modernism; in fact, much of what we read today is considered Postmodern. When everything that comes after you is named "post-you," you know you're pretty stinkin' important.
Major Characteristics of Modern Literature
(1)Marked by a strong and intentional break with tradition. This break includes a strong reaction against established religious, political, and social views.
(2)Belief that the world is created in the act of perceiving it; that is, the world is what we say it is.
(3)There is no such thing as absolute truth. All things are relative.
(4)No connection with history or institutions. Their experience is that of alienation, loss, and despair.
(5)Championship of the individual and celebration of inner strength.
(6)Life is unordered.
(7)Concerned with the sub-conscious.
(8)New insights from the emerging fields of psychology and sociology
(7)Anthropological studies of comparative religion
new theories of electromagnetism and quantum physics
(10) Growing critique of British imperialism and the ideology of empire
(11)The growing force of doctrines of racial superiority in Germany
(12)The escalation of warfare to a global level
shifting power structures, particularly as women enter the work force
(13)the emergence of a new "city consciousness"
new information technologies such as radio and cinema
(14)The advent of mass democracy and the rise of mass communication
Modern Authors
Early modernist writers, especially those writing after World War I and the disillusionment that followed, broke the implicit contract with the general public that artists were the reliable interpreters and representatives of mainstream ("bourgeois") culture and ideas, and, instead, developed unreliable narrators, exposing the "irrationality at the roots of a supposedly rational world".[11]
They also attempted to take into account changing ideas about reality developed by Darwin, Mach, Freud, Einstein, Nietzsche, Bergson and others. From this developed innovative literary techniques such as stream-of-consciousness, interior monologue, as well as the use of multiple points-of-view. This can reflect doubts about the philosophical basis of realism, or alternatively an expansion of our understanding of what is meant by realism. So that, for example the use of stream-of-consciousness, or interior monologue reflects the need for greater psychological realism.
It is debatable when the modernist literary movement began, though some have chosen 1910 as roughly marking the beginning and quote novelist Virginia Woolf, who declared that human nature underwent a fundamental change "on or about December 1910."[12] But modernism was already stirring by 1902, with works such as Joseph Conrad's (1857–1924) Heart of Darkness, while Alfred Jarry's (1873–1907) absurdist play, Ubu Roi appeared even earlier, in 1896.
Among early modernist non-literary landmarks is the atonal ending of Arnold Schoenberg's Second String Quartet in 1908, the Expressionist paintings of Wassily Kandinsky starting in 1903 and culminating with his first abstract painting and the founding of the Expressionist Blue Rider group in Munich in 1911, the rise of fauvism, and the introduction of cubism from the studios of Henri Matisse, Pablo Picasso, Georges Braque and others between 1900 and 1910.
List of Modern Authors.
Anna Akhmatova (1889–1966)
Gabriele d'Annunzio (1863–1938)
Guillaume Apollinaire (1880–1918)
W. H. Auden (1907–73)
Djuna Barnes (1892–1982)
Samuel Beckett (1906–89)
Gottfried Benn (1886–1956)
Bertolt Brecht (1898–1956)
Alexander Blok (1880–1921)
Menno ter Braak (1902–40)
Hermann Broch (1886–1951)
Jorge Luis Borges (1899–1986)
Basil Bunting (1900–85)
Ivan Cankar (1876–1918)
Mário de Sá-Carneiro (1890–1916)
Constantine P. Cavafy (1863–1933)
Joseph Conrad (1857–1924)
Hart Crane (1899–1932)
E. E. Cummings (1894–1962)
Joaquim Maria Machado de Assis (1839–1908)
Rubén DarÃo
Alfred Döblin (1878–1957)
H.D. (Hilda Doolittle) (1886–1961)
T. S. Eliot (1888–1965)
Ralph W. Ellison (1914–1994)
William Faulkner (1897–1962)
Ford Madox Ford (1873-1939)
E. M. Forster (1879–1971)
F. Scott Fitzgerald (1896–1940)
Robert Frost (1874–1963)
Carlo Emilio Gadda (1893–1973)
Knut Hamsun (1859–1952)
Jaroslav HaÅ¡ek (1883–1923)
Ernest Hemingway (1899–1961)
Hugo von Hofmannsthal (1874–1929)
Max Jacob (1876–1944)
David Jones (1895–1974)
James Joyce (1882–1941)
Franz Kafka (1883–1924)
Georg Kaiser (1878–1945)
Miroslav Krleža (1893–1981)
Federico GarcÃa Lorca (1898–1936)
Clarice Lispector (1920–1977)
Mina Loy (1882–1966)
Leopoldo Lugones (1874–1938)
Hugh MacDiarmid (1892–1976)
Osip Mandelstam (1891)–1938)
Thomas Mann (1875–1955)
Katherine Mansfield (1888–1923)
Robert Musil (1880–1942)
Vladimir Nabokov (1899–1977)
Pablo Neruda (1904–1973)
Yone Noguchi (1875–1947)
Aldo Palazzeschi (1885–1974)
John Dos Passos (1896–1970)
Boris Pasternak (1890–1960)
Fernando Pessoa (1888–1935)
Luigi Pirandello (1867–1936)
Katherine Anne Porter (1890–1980)
Ezra Pound (1885–1972)
John Cowper Powys (1872–1963)
Marcel Proust (1871- 1922)
Klaus Rifbjerg (born 1931)
Victor Serge (1890–1947)
Gertrude Stein (1874–1946)
Wallace Stevens (1875–1955)
Italo Svevo (1861–1928)
Dylan Thomas (1914–1953)
Ernst Toller (1893–1939)
Federigo Tozzi (1883–1920)
Paul Valéry (1871–1945)
Robert Walser (1878–1956)
Nathanael West (1903–1940)
William Carlos Williams (1883–1963)
Frank Wedekind (1864–1918)
Virginia Woolf (1882–1941)
Lu Xun (1881–1936)
Modernism, in general, includes the activities and creations of those who felt the traditional forms of art, architecture, literature, religious faith, philosophy, social organisation, activities of daily life, and even the sciences, were becoming ill-fitted to their tasks and outdated in the new economic, social, and political environment of an emerging fully industrialised world. The poet Ezra Pound's 1934 injunction to "Make it new!" was the touchstone of the movement's approach towards what it saw as the now obsolete culture of the past. Nevertheless, its innovations, like the stream-of-consciousness novel, atonal (or pantonal) and twelve-tone music, quantum physics, genetics, neuron networks, set theory, analytic philosophy, the moving-picture show, divisionist painting and abstract art, all had precursors in the 19th century.
Some commentators define Modernism as a mode of thinking—one or more philosophically defined characteristics, like self-consciousness or self-reference, that run across all the novelties in the arts and the disciplines.[11] More common, especially in the West, are those who see it as a socially progressive trend of thought that affirms the power of human beings to create, improve and reshape their environment with the aid of practical experimentation, scientific knowledge, or technology.[12] From this perspective, Modernism encouraged the re-examination of every aspect of existence, from commerce to philosophy, with the goal of finding that which was 'holding back' progress, and replacing it with new ways of reaching the same end. Others focus on Modernism as an aesthetic introspection. This facilitates consideration of specific reactions to the use of technology in the First World War, and anti-technological and nihilistic aspects of the works of diverse thinkers and artists spanning the period from Friedrich Nietzsche (1844–1900) to Samuel Beckett (1906–1989)
However, Literary modernism, or modernist literature, has its origins in the late 19th and early 20th centuries, mainly in Europe and North America. Some philosophers, like Georg Lukacs, theorized that literary modernism had its origins in the philosophy of Walter Benjamin. Modernism is characterized by a self-conscious break with traditional styles of poetry and verse. Modernists experimented with literary form and expression, adhering to Ezra Pound's maxim to "Make it new". The modernist literary movement was driven by a conscious desire to overturn traditional modes of representation and express the new sensibilities of their time. The horrors of the First World War saw the prevailing assumptions about society reassessed. Thinkers such as Sigmund Freud and Karl Marx questioned the rationality of mankind.
EFFECTS OF World War I on Modern LITERATURE.
In fact, you might say that World War I is the hub around which the whole modernist wheel turned. Literary Modernism emerged as a result of changes in the cultural, political, and artistic sensibilities that occurred in the years before, during, and after that war. When you combine the massive growth of fancypants industrial technologies with the all-out devastation of the Great War, you get a recipe for some major angst and major upheaval.
See, the world wasn't quite the same anymore, and writers and artists were struggling to find new ways to create art that reflected those big changes. When it came to style, that meant that writers began to play games with time and order, perspective, point of view, and form. You began to see a lot more novels with fragmented plots than, say, ones with clear beginnings, middles, and ends. In poetry, that meant strange metaphors stacked on top of each other, mixing meters and free verse, and allusions to the past.
Writers chucked linear narratives and chronology out the window in favour of confusing stories that jumped around. They dumped distant, third-person narrators in favour of stream of consciousness and angsty confessionals like, say, that of Prufrock. They referred to traditional works of the past in an effort to outstrip them.
It was all about defying expectations, shaking things up, and knocking readers off their stodgy old Victorian feet. Of course all of these stylistic qualities make modernist literature notoriously difficult. Absalom, Absalom by John Dryden, and you'll see what we mean.
However, literary Modernism was all style and no substance, it is known that it has some major ideas at work, too. It all started with :
Charles Darwin, who forwarded a theory of evolution and natural selection
Sigmund Freud, who pioneered psychoanalysis and revolutionised the way people thought about the brain
Karl Marx, who analysed class inequalities (to say the very least)
Friedrich Nietzsche, who turned the world on its head when he proclaimed that "God is dead." Yowza.
This fearsome foursome changed a great many things about the way folks thought about the world. And that's actually an understatement. Our point here is that all this revolutionary thinking was unsettling to say the least, and writers wanted their work to be unsettling, too. Let's buck tradition, they said, in favor of new, innovative writing that reflects all the changes being thrown our way.
Literary modernists wanted to start a "tradition of the new," as Richard Weston called it, so they threw out the bathwater, the baby, and the sofa, too.
Famous modernist writers include T.S. Eliot, Ezra Pound, and Wallace Stevens in poetry; Virginia Woolf, Ernest Hemingway, William Faulkner, and James Joyce in the novel; Bertholt Brecht in drama, and artists like Pablo Picasso and Duchamp. If you spend a few hours poking around these masters' works, you'll see what we mean about bucking tradition. And then some.
The impact of literary Modernism can't be exaggerated. Well, it could be. We could say it killed the dinosaurs. But honestly, it came pretty close. It completely changed the way writers thought about form, style, content, genre, and just about everything in between. Authors today are still writing under the shadow of Modernism; in fact, much of what we read today is considered Postmodern. When everything that comes after you is named "post-you," you know you're pretty stinkin' important.
Major Characteristics of Modern Literature
(1)Marked by a strong and intentional break with tradition. This break includes a strong reaction against established religious, political, and social views.
(2)Belief that the world is created in the act of perceiving it; that is, the world is what we say it is.
(3)There is no such thing as absolute truth. All things are relative.
(4)No connection with history or institutions. Their experience is that of alienation, loss, and despair.
(5)Championship of the individual and celebration of inner strength.
(6)Life is unordered.
(7)Concerned with the sub-conscious.
(8)New insights from the emerging fields of psychology and sociology
(7)Anthropological studies of comparative religion
new theories of electromagnetism and quantum physics
(10) Growing critique of British imperialism and the ideology of empire
(11)The growing force of doctrines of racial superiority in Germany
(12)The escalation of warfare to a global level
shifting power structures, particularly as women enter the work force
(13)the emergence of a new "city consciousness"
new information technologies such as radio and cinema
(14)The advent of mass democracy and the rise of mass communication
Modern Authors
Early modernist writers, especially those writing after World War I and the disillusionment that followed, broke the implicit contract with the general public that artists were the reliable interpreters and representatives of mainstream ("bourgeois") culture and ideas, and, instead, developed unreliable narrators, exposing the "irrationality at the roots of a supposedly rational world".[11]
They also attempted to take into account changing ideas about reality developed by Darwin, Mach, Freud, Einstein, Nietzsche, Bergson and others. From this developed innovative literary techniques such as stream-of-consciousness, interior monologue, as well as the use of multiple points-of-view. This can reflect doubts about the philosophical basis of realism, or alternatively an expansion of our understanding of what is meant by realism. So that, for example the use of stream-of-consciousness, or interior monologue reflects the need for greater psychological realism.
It is debatable when the modernist literary movement began, though some have chosen 1910 as roughly marking the beginning and quote novelist Virginia Woolf, who declared that human nature underwent a fundamental change "on or about December 1910."[12] But modernism was already stirring by 1902, with works such as Joseph Conrad's (1857–1924) Heart of Darkness, while Alfred Jarry's (1873–1907) absurdist play, Ubu Roi appeared even earlier, in 1896.
Among early modernist non-literary landmarks is the atonal ending of Arnold Schoenberg's Second String Quartet in 1908, the Expressionist paintings of Wassily Kandinsky starting in 1903 and culminating with his first abstract painting and the founding of the Expressionist Blue Rider group in Munich in 1911, the rise of fauvism, and the introduction of cubism from the studios of Henri Matisse, Pablo Picasso, Georges Braque and others between 1900 and 1910.
List of Modern Authors.
Anna Akhmatova (1889–1966)
Gabriele d'Annunzio (1863–1938)
Guillaume Apollinaire (1880–1918)
W. H. Auden (1907–73)
Djuna Barnes (1892–1982)
Samuel Beckett (1906–89)
Gottfried Benn (1886–1956)
Bertolt Brecht (1898–1956)
Alexander Blok (1880–1921)
Menno ter Braak (1902–40)
Hermann Broch (1886–1951)
Jorge Luis Borges (1899–1986)
Basil Bunting (1900–85)
Ivan Cankar (1876–1918)
Mário de Sá-Carneiro (1890–1916)
Constantine P. Cavafy (1863–1933)
Joseph Conrad (1857–1924)
Hart Crane (1899–1932)
E. E. Cummings (1894–1962)
Joaquim Maria Machado de Assis (1839–1908)
Rubén DarÃo
Alfred Döblin (1878–1957)
H.D. (Hilda Doolittle) (1886–1961)
T. S. Eliot (1888–1965)
Ralph W. Ellison (1914–1994)
William Faulkner (1897–1962)
Ford Madox Ford (1873-1939)
E. M. Forster (1879–1971)
F. Scott Fitzgerald (1896–1940)
Robert Frost (1874–1963)
Carlo Emilio Gadda (1893–1973)
Knut Hamsun (1859–1952)
Jaroslav HaÅ¡ek (1883–1923)
Ernest Hemingway (1899–1961)
Hugo von Hofmannsthal (1874–1929)
Max Jacob (1876–1944)
David Jones (1895–1974)
James Joyce (1882–1941)
Franz Kafka (1883–1924)
Georg Kaiser (1878–1945)
Miroslav Krleža (1893–1981)
Federico GarcÃa Lorca (1898–1936)
Clarice Lispector (1920–1977)
Mina Loy (1882–1966)
Leopoldo Lugones (1874–1938)
Hugh MacDiarmid (1892–1976)
Osip Mandelstam (1891)–1938)
Thomas Mann (1875–1955)
Katherine Mansfield (1888–1923)
Robert Musil (1880–1942)
Vladimir Nabokov (1899–1977)
Pablo Neruda (1904–1973)
Yone Noguchi (1875–1947)
Aldo Palazzeschi (1885–1974)
John Dos Passos (1896–1970)
Boris Pasternak (1890–1960)
Fernando Pessoa (1888–1935)
Luigi Pirandello (1867–1936)
Katherine Anne Porter (1890–1980)
Ezra Pound (1885–1972)
John Cowper Powys (1872–1963)
Marcel Proust (1871- 1922)
Klaus Rifbjerg (born 1931)
Victor Serge (1890–1947)
Gertrude Stein (1874–1946)
Wallace Stevens (1875–1955)
Italo Svevo (1861–1928)
Dylan Thomas (1914–1953)
Ernst Toller (1893–1939)
Federigo Tozzi (1883–1920)
Paul Valéry (1871–1945)
Robert Walser (1878–1956)
Nathanael West (1903–1940)
William Carlos Williams (1883–1963)
Frank Wedekind (1864–1918)
Virginia Woolf (1882–1941)
Lu Xun (1881–1936)
Sunday, 7 December 2014
How Great Names make their way into the Sands of time.
Fascinating, Ain't it? How great names like Nelson Mandela, Gandhi, Martin Luther King jr, Martin Luther and the rest of them,will never be erased from are minds in a million years, ("am wondering why iDidn't mention more names, mtchew for sake of time and length jare") buh seriously, the list is endless. However the list is not made for every name, remembering something Martin Luther King jr said explains why. "if a man those not have anything to die for, then he's not worth the life he's living" and iAgree with him, a number of us has, at one time or the other in our lives,fought for one cause or the other, a cause we believed to be a good one, and no matter how small our fight or win was, it meant the world to us and those we were affecting in the best possible way we could, at that time. As we wrote Our names in the sands of time... In the heart of those we affected positively.
At one time in my life, iFought for a cause too! U surprised? Yeah me too surprise oo, and iAlways av the element of suprise for my self... iKeep out doing myself almost erry time iDid something, buh not without the support of my PADI!!!, Noble Babajide .my BMC BFF at the time... Interesting story, coming up in 1-2-3 seconds...... Those of my Bolade Model College friends reading this will all remember Mr Olaniyi, wonderfully intelligent man, an "ALPHA"in the body of Allah!(Something like islamic pastors) Before iContinue I'll to inform y'all that am about to paint a picture of this my former principal, with my words, so don't get it twisted when u start reading my colour-words and visualise a stone aged man that looks more like an egufe!(he goat)than a normal educated man... Because that's exactly what he looks like, with his long and very unkept beard that is a little less neater than that of a he-goat, don't be suprised if iTold u he smelt the part too,... Yes! Like a goat, he those smell like a goat too... This man, in his perverted state of mind, all ways tried to have his way with female students in school(something iHear is rampant now in most secondary schools) especially the girls in SS2, they were his main target, incase iDidn't mention before, Mr Olaniyi has being teaching in BMC long before iGained admission into that school in 2007, as a matter of fact, one of our teachers at the time iWas in my early SS3, was still a student at BMC when Mr Olaniyi was the Vice Principal, and word that got to us, me and my padi (Noble Babajide), was sleeping and screwing little (buh not so little) female students was something he does, iMean fucking students indiscriminately and brain washing their parents into thinking that he was the most trust worthy teacher in the whole of West Africa. All this went on... UNTIL( u knw the big UNTIL, was inevitable), he messed with the girls in my class.... There and then(may not that fast sha.... Buh eventually) we showed him that he just messed with the wrong class... We fought for the freedoom of our classmates and many other gals, and WON(he was later fired sha)... So if u ask me, I'll like to think that at one time in life iWas a freedom fighter too, maybe iStill am. The story didn't end there ooo, for those of u hissing and thinking that u jus wasted ur time to read my crap... Writing all about it here will not be cute(too long) so join me @6pm tomorrow for the full story... Till iFinish it.... Everything that happened...plenty wella.
My conclusion is this, Fighting or standing for something, is not only when u get thrown in to a prison for 27 years like Mandela or blowing ur self up like those very misguided jihadists. being a hero, and sealing ur name in the sands of time, is as simple as, making a Change, no matter how small it might be., it might be as small as, hashtag-ing ur erry tweets with #BringBackOurGirls knwing fully well that, those little cute gurls are still tucked away in far Sambisa( av two things to say though, they all might not be cute,,, and the all might not be in Sambisa #justsaying.. Nor. Vex for the interruption... Less continue jare) also knw that, that is a very silently loud way of making ur own change buh it counts all the same, remind pple that has forgotten that we av gulrs there to remember and feel the pain...... Be the so change u. So desire. Make one good gesture today and become a Hero, it's dat easy... #ChangeTheWorldOneGoodDeedAt-a-Time. That's all. Love u for reading... Still iam, MrChinyere... Some call me MrJournal... (Stop it, lol) thanks to reminding me, Jide.. U'll always be my padi, even though iDidn't call u on ur birthday.. #me_sef_be_humanbeing. *wink*
At one time in my life, iFought for a cause too! U surprised? Yeah me too surprise oo, and iAlways av the element of suprise for my self... iKeep out doing myself almost erry time iDid something, buh not without the support of my PADI!!!, Noble Babajide .my BMC BFF at the time... Interesting story, coming up in 1-2-3 seconds...... Those of my Bolade Model College friends reading this will all remember Mr Olaniyi, wonderfully intelligent man, an "ALPHA"in the body of Allah!(Something like islamic pastors) Before iContinue I'll to inform y'all that am about to paint a picture of this my former principal, with my words, so don't get it twisted when u start reading my colour-words and visualise a stone aged man that looks more like an egufe!(he goat)than a normal educated man... Because that's exactly what he looks like, with his long and very unkept beard that is a little less neater than that of a he-goat, don't be suprised if iTold u he smelt the part too,... Yes! Like a goat, he those smell like a goat too... This man, in his perverted state of mind, all ways tried to have his way with female students in school(something iHear is rampant now in most secondary schools) especially the girls in SS2, they were his main target, incase iDidn't mention before, Mr Olaniyi has being teaching in BMC long before iGained admission into that school in 2007, as a matter of fact, one of our teachers at the time iWas in my early SS3, was still a student at BMC when Mr Olaniyi was the Vice Principal, and word that got to us, me and my padi (Noble Babajide), was sleeping and screwing little (buh not so little) female students was something he does, iMean fucking students indiscriminately and brain washing their parents into thinking that he was the most trust worthy teacher in the whole of West Africa. All this went on... UNTIL( u knw the big UNTIL, was inevitable), he messed with the girls in my class.... There and then(may not that fast sha.... Buh eventually) we showed him that he just messed with the wrong class... We fought for the freedoom of our classmates and many other gals, and WON(he was later fired sha)... So if u ask me, I'll like to think that at one time in life iWas a freedom fighter too, maybe iStill am. The story didn't end there ooo, for those of u hissing and thinking that u jus wasted ur time to read my crap... Writing all about it here will not be cute(too long) so join me @6pm tomorrow for the full story... Till iFinish it.... Everything that happened...plenty wella.
My conclusion is this, Fighting or standing for something, is not only when u get thrown in to a prison for 27 years like Mandela or blowing ur self up like those very misguided jihadists. being a hero, and sealing ur name in the sands of time, is as simple as, making a Change, no matter how small it might be., it might be as small as, hashtag-ing ur erry tweets with #BringBackOurGirls knwing fully well that, those little cute gurls are still tucked away in far Sambisa( av two things to say though, they all might not be cute,,, and the all might not be in Sambisa #justsaying.. Nor. Vex for the interruption... Less continue jare) also knw that, that is a very silently loud way of making ur own change buh it counts all the same, remind pple that has forgotten that we av gulrs there to remember and feel the pain...... Be the so change u. So desire. Make one good gesture today and become a Hero, it's dat easy... #ChangeTheWorldOneGoodDeedAt-a-Time. That's all. Love u for reading... Still iam, MrChinyere... Some call me MrJournal... (Stop it, lol) thanks to reminding me, Jide.. U'll always be my padi, even though iDidn't call u on ur birthday.. #me_sef_be_humanbeing. *wink*
today ma bloddy sha...
Just wanna remind u guyz zat.. "Today' topic @9pm" will sweet and sweetness, don't miss out. Tell someone to tell some other person, about hw massive tday will be.
Church was wonderful today
Church was wonderful... As always,sometiMes though, iFind it very hard to get myself, off up. My bed. On Sundays, especially here in school where iDon't av mums to make me get out ma bed to take a shower for church... talking about church tday.. IWanna tell u pple dat iWas truly blessed today by.. Dr DK Olukoya's message today... iDont mean to sound all churchy and SU like oo, infact fuck it... iDo like to sound a lil churchy.. As a matter of fact, sounding chuchy is the way iAll ways wanna feel. U knw when iStarted praying today in church.. All my sins and bad boy activities, were hunting me, because as the bible says "prayer of a sin an abomination to God" (see me dey quote bible) buh in the long run.. A asked for forgiveness, and there and then iFelt like my prayer started making me feel like it can make things happen, things iWant to happen,,, iKnw dat it might take by like.. Anoda 3-4 weeks for me to near church again.. Buh each time iGo to church, iFeel like am in control of my life and optimismin my life is running high.. iLove u God. Tighten ur sit belts for "Today's Topic @9pm" it will be MASS-ive.
Saturday, 6 December 2014
check back tommorw
My dear readers of www.mrchinyeresjournal.blogspot.com , MrChinyeresJournal, "Today's Topic @9pm" obviously, does not hold tday! Not because of any irregularity ooo, It's was just a quick thought decision by Me to hold off the article alreadt written and being vigorously edited, for tomorrow's "Today's Topic @9pm" because.. Sunday's aree more beautiful.. And Sunday has a lager audience... So I'll like errybody to be here when iPublish it.. What will be talkin bout 2moro is.. "How Great names make their way into the Sands of Time"... Special s/o to Babajeay Noble.. For the helping hand.. So tell a someone u knw to tell a friend u don't knw, dat tomorrow on www.mrchinyeresjournal.blogspot.com will be massive @9pm
Friday, 5 December 2014
1500page views Hurray
My pple all oround the world,, make una no vex for the absence of... "Today's topic @9pm" yesterday ooo.mm I've being down like health wise.. Even this one, na person help me.. Type am.. If am lucky or if we are lucky... iMight publish tomorrow. Buh 4tday.. Am not really sure... And iWanna take dis opportunity to announce, that MrChinyere'sJournal has hot 1500 pageviews... See y'all later... CiD.
Wednesday, 3 December 2014
Oyocracy: The Government of "you Yourself and Your's"
Wonderful readers.. Once again the "Today's topic @9pm" is here for the second time running, good evening erry body... What's popping? Okay, here is something u might like to knw, the world is now estimated @ a whooping 7.467 billion people(am sure am not 100per cent correct with dat estimation, because it's very likely somebody jus gave birth now now, or some other people jus droped dead)we plenty abi? Many will say not enuf, some will say jus too much.. Buh no matter hw u look @it.. The fact is that we are all here for our own selves, by our own selves. Even before iListened to D'prince' OYO, av always had the ideology that . , OYO is hw the world works. It's true that God crated Eve for Adam so as to help him,see hw dat truned out, she help him alright.. And us all too, however we as human beings can not live in isolation from society, we need one another to survive, buh the end product is... What ever anyone does, he/she stands to make a personal gain, boya na psychological gain ooo,something that makes u feel better about ur self, or financial gain, which helps ur pocket to make u feel @ease... What ever we do, in life it's a thing of... #What'sIn it for me.., then again,maybe the title of this write up, is not very appropriate for it... Maybe the title should be, "There is always something in it for everybody, that's why we do it"... That sounds good oo, buh am sticking with my "Oyocary", it has juicier novelty.
You knw, u were born into the world via the combo of two people.. And a lot was taken into consideration whether to keep some of us or to abort some other people, buh in the tail end, if ur parent(s) were not convinced in the depth of their hearts that u will someday grow to make dem proud, buy them cars, build dem houses, give dem that talk of the town burial ceremony, do u sincerely think dat ur mom won't advice ur dad to "slap a rubber on it" that night... Secondly,U getting married today, so as to have somebody, to cuddle @night when it gets cold(your own good), u got married so as to have sombody service ur engine late @night when u r horny as hell, and u can't make it #Balumba or #Olympic(names of popular brothels in Okoko and Awka, in-respectively)... What evea we do, we do it for our own goood first!!! Okay about #Charity... Giving arms to a person in need is not, firstly about helping the person in question, the average man in a position to help somebody in need, first thinks to himself, (what if something like this happens to me) so, when he deeps his hand into his pocket to help a *someone in need*, it's either his doing it to make sure somebody helps him when he unfortunately finds him self in that position, hereby securing. His future, (the same thing ur parents are doing by sending u all those money erry month in school), or he's doing it for the psychological satisfaction of being a good person, something that gives peace of mind...#all about him...
My conclusion is this, we came here to the world, #alone.. And we met pple, buh we togeda to help each other achieve our personal goals... We are all opportunists, iKnw for sure that am one, you are On Your Own, together with me, using me in the best possible way u can, to achieve all u can for ur self... And if via building my future iUnconsciously build your's in the process, (assuming my dream is a luxury duplex and ur's is something like a bungalow) don't get it twisted u still on your own, tis jus that if iDidn't succeed in building ur bungalow as a test, den iMight fail in building my luxury duplex... That's life "mija" (spanish for nigga, not sure am correct) that's as fair as life gets......iDon talk too much, thanks for listening, until tomorrow @9pm.. Read enjoy! av a nice night. X0X0 CiD47
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You knw, u were born into the world via the combo of two people.. And a lot was taken into consideration whether to keep some of us or to abort some other people, buh in the tail end, if ur parent(s) were not convinced in the depth of their hearts that u will someday grow to make dem proud, buy them cars, build dem houses, give dem that talk of the town burial ceremony, do u sincerely think dat ur mom won't advice ur dad to "slap a rubber on it" that night... Secondly,U getting married today, so as to have somebody, to cuddle @night when it gets cold(your own good), u got married so as to have sombody service ur engine late @night when u r horny as hell, and u can't make it #Balumba or #Olympic(names of popular brothels in Okoko and Awka, in-respectively)... What evea we do, we do it for our own goood first!!! Okay about #Charity... Giving arms to a person in need is not, firstly about helping the person in question, the average man in a position to help somebody in need, first thinks to himself, (what if something like this happens to me) so, when he deeps his hand into his pocket to help a *someone in need*, it's either his doing it to make sure somebody helps him when he unfortunately finds him self in that position, hereby securing. His future, (the same thing ur parents are doing by sending u all those money erry month in school), or he's doing it for the psychological satisfaction of being a good person, something that gives peace of mind...#all about him...
My conclusion is this, we came here to the world, #alone.. And we met pple, buh we togeda to help each other achieve our personal goals... We are all opportunists, iKnw for sure that am one, you are On Your Own, together with me, using me in the best possible way u can, to achieve all u can for ur self... And if via building my future iUnconsciously build your's in the process, (assuming my dream is a luxury duplex and ur's is something like a bungalow) don't get it twisted u still on your own, tis jus that if iDidn't succeed in building ur bungalow as a test, den iMight fail in building my luxury duplex... That's life "mija" (spanish for nigga, not sure am correct) that's as fair as life gets......iDon talk too much, thanks for listening, until tomorrow @9pm.. Read enjoy! av a nice night. X0X0 CiD47
Edited by iiFunaya a.k.a iPhone)
The Coming of MrLew part2
I dn't edit this
On that faithful day, on the 14th of September 2014, around dat kind 4:30 iWas woken by the sound of un-ending prayers coming from the parlour, thanks to Brother Friday. My senior, brother and Deacon Mo, one person like that, that really knws hw to pray and clap very loudly. The noise wasn't jus dat.. Anty Onyi, was in the rooom cry for her life as if, it was somebody. Dat forced her to open her legs and get pregnant in the process for her husband... Mtchew, u knw what? Scrap dat. She was shouting endlessly as if nobody told her to reduce the way she gulp milk, milo and other food items during her pregnancy period.. Jus incase u are lost, lemme bring u back... 14th of Sept, was the day MrLew was born, buh that was not the day labour started, that was not the day, her water broke..as a matter of fact, MrLew had plans to come out three days before that faithful day! These endless sounds of agony and prayer woke me from my beautiful sleep on the first Sunday iSpent in Lagos in 2014... Finally sha iWoke up, and discorverd that,. My one and only anuty was having complications in giving birth, and it was obviously veryy crucial, dat's y errybody was praying... iJoined the prayer with all pleasure na... And trust me the evil called Devil.. Really sufferd a great blow, dat sunday morning, because iGave him fire prayer the MFM way... Back to y she had complications...!!!! Dem go dey tell this woman!!! Nor dey drink too much beverage, she nor dey hear. Don't eat too much u pikin go too big, and ur pussy won't be wide ebuf to usher him into this hard world... The world is hard enuf, u r making it worse by eating erry thing ur eye can see and letting the por boy pass tru stress before becoming a human being, she nor hear..m my moms dtold her, she nor hear, my granny tell am, she nor hear..m me sef wey no knw shimgam, still tell she still nor hear... Omo that day eh... Na God jus gba kontrol ni ooo, if not, the lil dude gor be still born,,, accorfing to reperts the reached us after his birth, it was said that is placenta was already decaying, iNoticed that before his first bath, he had this awful smell kinda, las las, iStill thank God say, the lil dude is hale and hearty, very soon now, he'll be wounding gals... And be reat assured that I'll teach him all he needs to knw, in the world of charming th female gender... ILovw u MrLew, my one and only "oyinbo for hand" ... Eh hen, before iGo, iwanna advice all the gals that hope to be mothers sometime tomorrow, if u don't want ur belly torn open like my cousin's, pls endeavour to have a lot of Sex, so as to widen ur pussy for the birth of ur children... When iMean sex, iMean plenty of Sex.... Very plenty.... Of it. Or if u don't enjoy sex enuf for the benefit of unborn children, den try not to eat too much during pregnancy... *smiles* have a nice day until we see again @9pm..m Still iAm MrChinyere the author and starter of www.mrchinyeresjournal.blogspot.com X0X0.$
On that faithful day, on the 14th of September 2014, around dat kind 4:30 iWas woken by the sound of un-ending prayers coming from the parlour, thanks to Brother Friday. My senior, brother and Deacon Mo, one person like that, that really knws hw to pray and clap very loudly. The noise wasn't jus dat.. Anty Onyi, was in the rooom cry for her life as if, it was somebody. Dat forced her to open her legs and get pregnant in the process for her husband... Mtchew, u knw what? Scrap dat. She was shouting endlessly as if nobody told her to reduce the way she gulp milk, milo and other food items during her pregnancy period.. Jus incase u are lost, lemme bring u back... 14th of Sept, was the day MrLew was born, buh that was not the day labour started, that was not the day, her water broke..as a matter of fact, MrLew had plans to come out three days before that faithful day! These endless sounds of agony and prayer woke me from my beautiful sleep on the first Sunday iSpent in Lagos in 2014... Finally sha iWoke up, and discorverd that,. My one and only anuty was having complications in giving birth, and it was obviously veryy crucial, dat's y errybody was praying... iJoined the prayer with all pleasure na... And trust me the evil called Devil.. Really sufferd a great blow, dat sunday morning, because iGave him fire prayer the MFM way... Back to y she had complications...!!!! Dem go dey tell this woman!!! Nor dey drink too much beverage, she nor dey hear. Don't eat too much u pikin go too big, and ur pussy won't be wide ebuf to usher him into this hard world... The world is hard enuf, u r making it worse by eating erry thing ur eye can see and letting the por boy pass tru stress before becoming a human being, she nor hear..m my moms dtold her, she nor hear, my granny tell am, she nor hear..m me sef wey no knw shimgam, still tell she still nor hear... Omo that day eh... Na God jus gba kontrol ni ooo, if not, the lil dude gor be still born,,, accorfing to reperts the reached us after his birth, it was said that is placenta was already decaying, iNoticed that before his first bath, he had this awful smell kinda, las las, iStill thank God say, the lil dude is hale and hearty, very soon now, he'll be wounding gals... And be reat assured that I'll teach him all he needs to knw, in the world of charming th female gender... ILovw u MrLew, my one and only "oyinbo for hand" ... Eh hen, before iGo, iwanna advice all the gals that hope to be mothers sometime tomorrow, if u don't want ur belly torn open like my cousin's, pls endeavour to have a lot of Sex, so as to widen ur pussy for the birth of ur children... When iMean sex, iMean plenty of Sex.... Very plenty.... Of it. Or if u don't enjoy sex enuf for the benefit of unborn children, den try not to eat too much during pregnancy... *smiles* have a nice day until we see again @9pm..m Still iAm MrChinyere the author and starter of www.mrchinyeresjournal.blogspot.com X0X0.$
The coming of MrLew part1
U remember this post? Read and enjoy, the part2 is underway (don't pay much attention to my errors, l don't e except today's topic 9pm)
MrJournal... iWas away for nearly aMonth... And a ton. Of thing went down.. Yeap... Many many thing happened, many of which iCan't write all about... So wha am gonna do is write about the most interesting, and other related issues... Best news of the the past year was dat, one of my cousins gave birth to a bouncing babyy Boy... Chai!!! If u see this boy... UGo. Trip... The young man too fine, am starting to think dat the young man took his good looks frm me..m yes.. Me... Because if u look at it verry well, his father is a wor wor man and the mother jus fine small... So am thinking, am his closest relative that can possibly be resposible for that handsome-ness,, this lil boy was given birth to on the 14 of Sept 2014... And iSingle. Handedly named him Lewis... iCall him MrLew some of the tyme, too...and the boy dey eat!!! Buh wetin iUse like am be say.. I'm nor dey cry anyhow.. Except wen im dey hungry... Dat's d only time u'll hear his cry voice..* taking a long look at this very lil creation of God on the day of his birth..m iFelt Love... There and then iWas absolutely convinced that iWas capable to love... Because the feeling iGot holding that lil cute boy, who will start forming BigBoy for me in the near future, made me feel nostalgic about the future(sue me) remembering how iHad to pray the toughest prayer of my life on the morning of this lil guyz' birthday... Here is the full story... His mom *Aunty Onyiyechi, came to spend the remaining of her pregnancy time with my mom @our house so. Dat when her water finally breaks, my mom wwill be close enuf to help her offload MrLew frm. Her Uterus, Good plan abi?... And for some of y'all that don't knw.. My mom is a Nurse... A verry good one... She is undisputedly among the best 50nusres in Nigeria and she has help many women give birth to their babies at there houses... No b one, no be two... As a matter of fact.. My Kid sis..#Esther was given birth to at home with jus my mom as the owner of the Uterus and my Dad(that dosen't knw shit medcine) as the doctor...(Sorry iForgot the chemist part, Neva mind)... So as iWas sayin my SweetSuperNurseMoM has a verry verrry impressive. Record of helping women put to bed in theie houses... So u might be asking what went wrong.. Y did Aunty Onyi have to go the the hospital to get her stomach torn open to bring MrLew Out... Well I'll tell... Lemme jus publish this one first... iKnw before iRead anything on line iCheck the the length, so iDon wanna lea the length scare y'all ... CiD.
MrJournal... iWas away for nearly aMonth... And a ton. Of thing went down.. Yeap... Many many thing happened, many of which iCan't write all about... So wha am gonna do is write about the most interesting, and other related issues... Best news of the the past year was dat, one of my cousins gave birth to a bouncing babyy Boy... Chai!!! If u see this boy... UGo. Trip... The young man too fine, am starting to think dat the young man took his good looks frm me..m yes.. Me... Because if u look at it verry well, his father is a wor wor man and the mother jus fine small... So am thinking, am his closest relative that can possibly be resposible for that handsome-ness,, this lil boy was given birth to on the 14 of Sept 2014... And iSingle. Handedly named him Lewis... iCall him MrLew some of the tyme, too...and the boy dey eat!!! Buh wetin iUse like am be say.. I'm nor dey cry anyhow.. Except wen im dey hungry... Dat's d only time u'll hear his cry voice..* taking a long look at this very lil creation of God on the day of his birth..m iFelt Love... There and then iWas absolutely convinced that iWas capable to love... Because the feeling iGot holding that lil cute boy, who will start forming BigBoy for me in the near future, made me feel nostalgic about the future(sue me) remembering how iHad to pray the toughest prayer of my life on the morning of this lil guyz' birthday... Here is the full story... His mom *Aunty Onyiyechi, came to spend the remaining of her pregnancy time with my mom @our house so. Dat when her water finally breaks, my mom wwill be close enuf to help her offload MrLew frm. Her Uterus, Good plan abi?... And for some of y'all that don't knw.. My mom is a Nurse... A verry good one... She is undisputedly among the best 50nusres in Nigeria and she has help many women give birth to their babies at there houses... No b one, no be two... As a matter of fact.. My Kid sis..#Esther was given birth to at home with jus my mom as the owner of the Uterus and my Dad(that dosen't knw shit medcine) as the doctor...(Sorry iForgot the chemist part, Neva mind)... So as iWas sayin my SweetSuperNurseMoM has a verry verrry impressive. Record of helping women put to bed in theie houses... So u might be asking what went wrong.. Y did Aunty Onyi have to go the the hospital to get her stomach torn open to bring MrLew Out... Well I'll tell... Lemme jus publish this one first... iKnw before iRead anything on line iCheck the the length, so iDon wanna lea the length scare y'all ... CiD.
b4 "Today's topic @9pm
Today's Topic @9pm will be "Oyocracy the government of. "You" "yourself" and "yours". what do u think?
To: Mr Journal.
(Read with caution, iDidn't edit after typing)
Good evening, to u jare, iKnw u not a human being, buh iStill am asking, hw was ya day?? Good iGuess... Rgiht bout now..m am kinda confused a lil bit.. Scrap dat,,, am really confused. I've recorded a personal best in past time, referring to attention I've received on this blog... ThankGod am jus doing for fun.. Buh I,ve to admit dat, MrChinyere'sJournal has seen better days in terns of page views... And, it's true wht day say about, "A job well done means, more Job to be done" that's y I introduced this "Today's Topic @9pm" after somebody told me that,,,, writing all day about my boring life was not what people want to read (shey iBe celeb ni?) What scares me the most is that, I'll wake up one day... And seen, 0pageviews today... After enjoy a personal best of 174pagesviews....iknw 174pageviews is not really a Big deal compared to LindaIkeji, BellaNaija, Tiwasblog and the rest of dem... Buh it still gave me a great deal of joy and sense of belonging that people actually read the crap iWrite... The feeling is invaluable.. Buh my problem is that... Dey don't comment.. MrJournal, nod if u've not fallen asleep frm this too much talking! ... Okay, can iContinue?... Thanks. iknw people read what ever trash iWrite, no matter hw small the nuber might be, as of yesterday.. "Todays topic @9pm" got45 pageviews... Buh it would av being better to knw what dey actually think, Good or Bad, that way I'll strife to become a better writer for dem, u shay u get? Eh hen ... Dat notwithstanding sha... iNot stop dong what ever it is am doing.. It's very hard to start typing oo, however, iF start. Typing here... E nor dey gree finish.. One last thing, even as nobody has, texted me NO on watsapp, I've decide to stop updating them about new posts. y? Did u jus ask y???? Lemme tell u, if it were me, iWon't like pple bugging my watapp page about some stupid blog/journal iDon't gee a shit bout... Buh if iDo give a shit about dat funny/wonderful blog/journal... iWon't need anybody to remind bout checking pon it.. So for those that always check up on MrJournal even when iForget him... This is for u X0X0... Would av loved to gee u my digits oo, buh let's not go too fast first... Contact MrChinyere on chukschinyere@gmail.com.
Good evening, to u jare, iKnw u not a human being, buh iStill am asking, hw was ya day?? Good iGuess... Rgiht bout now..m am kinda confused a lil bit.. Scrap dat,,, am really confused. I've recorded a personal best in past time, referring to attention I've received on this blog... ThankGod am jus doing for fun.. Buh I,ve to admit dat, MrChinyere'sJournal has seen better days in terns of page views... And, it's true wht day say about, "A job well done means, more Job to be done" that's y I introduced this "Today's Topic @9pm" after somebody told me that,,,, writing all day about my boring life was not what people want to read (shey iBe celeb ni?) What scares me the most is that, I'll wake up one day... And seen, 0pageviews today... After enjoy a personal best of 174pagesviews....iknw 174pageviews is not really a Big deal compared to LindaIkeji, BellaNaija, Tiwasblog and the rest of dem... Buh it still gave me a great deal of joy and sense of belonging that people actually read the crap iWrite... The feeling is invaluable.. Buh my problem is that... Dey don't comment.. MrJournal, nod if u've not fallen asleep frm this too much talking! ... Okay, can iContinue?... Thanks. iknw people read what ever trash iWrite, no matter hw small the nuber might be, as of yesterday.. "Todays topic @9pm" got45 pageviews... Buh it would av being better to knw what dey actually think, Good or Bad, that way I'll strife to become a better writer for dem, u shay u get? Eh hen ... Dat notwithstanding sha... iNot stop dong what ever it is am doing.. It's very hard to start typing oo, however, iF start. Typing here... E nor dey gree finish.. One last thing, even as nobody has, texted me NO on watsapp, I've decide to stop updating them about new posts. y? Did u jus ask y???? Lemme tell u, if it were me, iWon't like pple bugging my watapp page about some stupid blog/journal iDon't gee a shit bout... Buh if iDo give a shit about dat funny/wonderful blog/journal... iWon't need anybody to remind bout checking pon it.. So for those that always check up on MrJournal even when iForget him... This is for u X0X0... Would av loved to gee u my digits oo, buh let's not go too fast first... Contact MrChinyere on chukschinyere@gmail.com.
03 Dec 2014
iSincerly think am out of iDeas on what and how to do , what I'lll need to bring audience or keep my current audience coming. Amy ideas?
Tuesday, 2 December 2014
I love my country oo but she don tire me
Good people of our beloved country, good evening o jare! iHail oo, ur courage is something that deserves applaud, the nigerian way of seeing things is jus beautiful, where we make laughter out of erry thing... Good or Bad we find a way to laugh about it. Love that. Buh right now, laughter is far from the question, state of the da nation don kpafu kara, e do spoil... Abi e dey spoil dey go ni, am not about to blame anybody for spoiling the country oo. As a matter of fact, spoiling this country and watching Nigeria's SuperEagels discgrace dem selves in a game of football are the only things wey we dey do in unity and collective-ness . And as iSaid earlier iNor dey blame anybody for that fact, because a flock of sheep without any Shepherd is liable to scatter. This is the situation we have in Naija, we've elected a man who is not only an absentee landlord, but one hell of an introvert, become president... O ma se ooo ,like Hon Patrick would say "it is a pitiable piss-mar shit-sir", iKnw right abot now, some so-called Transformation Ambassadors of Nigeria (T.A.N) will be gunning for my head, wait wait wait... Before u shoot ur smoking gun,,, lemme tell u dat iToo, like u, Love UncleJona,,, the only diffrence iz xat iLove my country more, and with GEJ or even PDP @the helm of affairs, things are likely, not to gea betta, or else he becomes sharper in Thinking, speech...,attitude...and in action..(Something that is not likely to happen anytime soon). iHave Agree that Jonathan is not the one personally bombing and killing people all over the northern part of Nigeria, buh what is he doing about it?... He is not the one who did "abragadabra" and vamoosed 20million dollars from central bank... Buh when he was asked bout it he simply said #Americawillknow... Obviously america neva gea our time to notice 20million or their dollars missing in the back yard of our central bank, probably because they av ISIS on their mind as well as immigration lwas and #Ferguson,... Do u wanna knw want iThink? iThink Jonathan is not fit for anoda term! Abeg make we tell our sef truth biko.... We knw Nigeria has being decaying from time immemorial, and it is not reducing by any length of my imagination, we are getting worse by the moment and Jonathan is not doing any thing to help,remember he's the president oo, the only times we knw, we av a presido is wen BH bombs Kano and kills almost 300pple, that's wen CNN or AIT will carry news that "Nigeria's president, GEJ condemns Kano bombing" o je bi? Is it not only condemn, him for commend dem na? This is my point, iDon't like the APC for any thing, buh Buhari is one man that has almost what it takes to help Naija, even if na only Boko him takle e don do, because am almost getting used to the news of, "many killed somewhere in the northern nigeria", and iDon't like it... News of multiple deaths in Borno or Kaduna or any other northern part of nigeria... Is almost as frequent as premier league macthes... A president hu is not in the news, as much as his wife hu always appear in our faces thanks to her ligustic prowess, is not what wee neeed biko...remember #BringBackOurGirls campaigners are still clamouring ooo( obviously not as loud as the did 5months ago), and are still un-answered to, law makers are still "flying fence" into the National Assembly Buildings, and we av a president, o kwa ya? the same president that told us that #Shekau don die, while he was busy planing to reduce the city of Kano by almost 200 people by the "recreational" exercise of BOMBING, the same president that told us that, they agreed a cease with BokoHaram(terrorist group),,nawa ooo, obviously it was a fake BokoHaram they discussed with. Hear ye me... iWon't ask u to vote anybody, @least not now... Buh let's see Jona, for the incompetent excuse of a GCFR he really is..iLove the bits outa this country, buh she don almost tire me finish, especially with President Goodluck Jonathan as GCFR. Mu wan ku cha go, iReast ma case ni oo.. Thanks for listening. Still iAm "47CIDchinyereMR" toh fly... X0X0 love y'all.
before the main thing.
I av to admit, am a little nervous about the possible reaction of my first real publication. On MrChinyere'sJournal , iHope this is the beginning of better things. On the blog and for me. Last editing. ATM.
02 Dec 2014
I wanna apologies for my inability to live on to my promise of giving y'all something cute to read, evry day @9pm, yesterday.. Even as MTN show me their tru colour, yesterNight, God still took control... Wanna share one of my poetic proses with y'all, a few of my Watsapp peeps must av seen this, buh for those still in the dark of my nearly loveable potic prowess... Hear ye this..m wha u r bout to read was written for one of my female Doctor friend(doctor to be oooo, she still dey learn) she inspires me.... #i'llsaynomore... And dats as much as I'll tell u bout, her... Until I tell u more... Enjoy.
Letter To...
Fair princess, how many questions, iHave to ask you, and hw limited ur answers always are. On top of the list is "how do u manage to make me so? How much did u pay for the un-questionable ownership you hold over the land space in my heart, from whom did you buy my heart from, and how much did u pay?! iAsk! Y is it so hard to own ur's as such.??? Indeed u left my mind's thought for sometime, and other thoughts crept in, how long has it being since ur re-arrival and my heart has once again being empty-ly re-occupied by your bitter-sweet, yet un-reciprocated love that tease nor please me, but ceases me.
With one hand on my chest and the other, with pen on paper, iAdmit it. I do love you, even more now than before, this love that has so Long eluded me, will once more elude this poor hungry love thirsty lad, only if you refuse this, not to be. Pretty miss, you might be caught in the very strong webs of this apprenticeship on how to save lives and make the world a better place through medicine. However DearMiss here is an oppurtunity for you to start practising a little early, this young lad suffers a sickness only you can cure, your love alone is the only vaccine in the world to heal this ailment iSuffer of.
My pain linger because you refuse to love me. The cure to my heart's internal bleeding is you, your love is all that is needed to save this life of mine. Dear doctor, save the world one heart at a time, starting with mine. *smiles*
X0X0, CiD.
Letter To...
Fair princess, how many questions, iHave to ask you, and hw limited ur answers always are. On top of the list is "how do u manage to make me so? How much did u pay for the un-questionable ownership you hold over the land space in my heart, from whom did you buy my heart from, and how much did u pay?! iAsk! Y is it so hard to own ur's as such.??? Indeed u left my mind's thought for sometime, and other thoughts crept in, how long has it being since ur re-arrival and my heart has once again being empty-ly re-occupied by your bitter-sweet, yet un-reciprocated love that tease nor please me, but ceases me.
With one hand on my chest and the other, with pen on paper, iAdmit it. I do love you, even more now than before, this love that has so Long eluded me, will once more elude this poor hungry love thirsty lad, only if you refuse this, not to be. Pretty miss, you might be caught in the very strong webs of this apprenticeship on how to save lives and make the world a better place through medicine. However DearMiss here is an oppurtunity for you to start practising a little early, this young lad suffers a sickness only you can cure, your love alone is the only vaccine in the world to heal this ailment iSuffer of.
My pain linger because you refuse to love me. The cure to my heart's internal bleeding is you, your love is all that is needed to save this life of mine. Dear doctor, save the world one heart at a time, starting with mine. *smiles*
X0X0, CiD.
Monday, 1 December 2014
s/o to IFUNAYA Hbd llnp....IJN
Hello, erry body, before iSay anything iJus. Wanna gee aBig shout out to ifunaya a.k.a iPhone, happy birthday toh u jare... May God bless u plenty... #back to bizness, today is the. First day of the last month of the two thousand and fourteenth year after the death of Jesus... Holla to all celebrating tDay... U r not only celebrating ur bday buh the Beginning of anoda Xmas dat might suck(or not). dat not withstanding we all happy that 2014 is almost over... Hate the year or love her, she has done her best or worst... Ranging for swallowing two Malaysian air crafts, to giving Germany a wonderful present in a world cup trophy, also many died, thanks to ISIS, BH, alShabab, taliban.... Men!!! The list is endless... Buh if we start to count all the happenings of the year, Bad will out number the good for sure... (Dat's if we do the counting ooo) dat not withstanding... Next year has a good potential to be worse.. Ranging from poorer WASSCE(something that gets worse by each passing year) more killing of INNOCENT civilians by BH, or Ansaruwa... (The BH understudies), more especially, we will need to be more careful, with 2015 becos why????(Can some one answer?.... Any one??... Mtcheww olodo students.. Lol) becos of tis election year...
Login @9pm to read more of what iThink bout 2015(and election in that year) don't take it too seriously... #GodHelpMyCountry #NIGERIA... iAlmost forgot.. #2014 u better don't go away without bringing back our girls ooo... Don't try to pass it to 2015 inugi?... Till 9pm X0X0
CiD47chinyereMR
Login @9pm to read more of what iThink bout 2015(and election in that year) don't take it too seriously... #GodHelpMyCountry #NIGERIA... iAlmost forgot.. #2014 u better don't go away without bringing back our girls ooo... Don't try to pass it to 2015 inugi?... Till 9pm X0X0
CiD47chinyereMR
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