I Have Learned

I’ve learned-
that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is be someone who can be loved. The rest is up to them.

I’ve learned-
that no matter how much I care, some people just don’t care back.

I’ve learned-
that it takes years to build up trust, and only seconds to destroy it.

I’ve learned-
that no matter how good a friend is, they’re going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that.

I’ve learned-
that it’s not what you have in your life but who you have in your life that counts.

I’ve learned-
that you should never ruin an apology with an excuse.

I’ve learned-
that you can get by on charm for about fifteen minutes. After that, you’d better know something.

I’ve learned-
that you shouldn’t compare yourself to the best others can do.

I’ve learned-
that you can do something in an instant that will give you heartache for life.

I’ve learned-
that it’s taking me a long time to become the person I want to be.

I’ve learned-
that you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them.

I’ve learned-
that you can keep going long after you can’t.

I’ve learned-
that we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel.

I’ve learned-
that either you control your attitude or it controls you.

I’ve learned-
that regardless of how hot and steamy a relationship is at first, the passion fades and there had better be something else to take its place.

I’ve learned-
that heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to be done, regardless of the consequences.

I’ve learned-
that money is a lousy way of keeping score.

I’ve learned-
that my best friend and I can do anything or nothing and have the best time.

I’ve learned-
that sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you’re down will be the ones to help you get back up.

I’ve learned-
that sometimes when I’m angry I have the right to be angry, but that doesn’t give me the right to be cruel.

I’ve learned-
that true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance. Same goes for true love.

I’ve learned-
that just because someone doesn’t love you the way you want them to doesn’t mean they don’t love you with all they have.

I’ve learned-
that maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you’ve had and what you’ve learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you’ve celebrated.

I’ve learned-
that you should never tell a child their dreams are unlikely or outlandish. Few things are more humiliating, and what a tragedy it would be if they believed it.

I’ve learned-
that your family won’t always be there for you. It may seem funny, but people you aren’t related to can take care of you and love you and teach you to trust people again. Families aren’t biological.

I’ve learned-
that it isn’t always enough to be forgiven by others. Sometimes you are to learn to forgive yourself.

I’ve learned-
that no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn’t stop for your grief.

I’ve learned-
that our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but we are responsible for who we become.

I’ve learned-
that a rich person is not the one who has the most, but is one who needs the least.

I’ve learned-
that just because two people argue, it doesn’t mean they don’t love each other. And just because they don’t argue, it doesn’t mean they do.

I’ve learned-
that we don’t have to change friends if we understand that friends change.

I’ve learned-
that you shouldn’t be so eager to find out a secret. It could change your life forever.

I’ve learned-
that two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different.

I’ve learned-
that no matter how you try to protect your children, they will eventually get hurt and you will hurt in the process.

I’ve learned-
that even when you think you have no more to give, when a friend cries out to you, you will find the strength to help.

I’ve learned-
that credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being.

I’ve learned-
that the people you care about most in life are taken from you too soon.

I’ve learned-
that it’s hard to determine where to draw the line between being nice and not hurting people’s feelings, and standing up for what you believe.

I’ve learned-
that people will forget what you said, and people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.

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A CIRCLE OF THREE (Episode 3)

Who is that?

Gloria asked.

Ayo poked his head from the door.

'Hello sweety'

Gloria smiled but answered him casually as Jennifer and Helen kept themselves busy. Ayo walked towards her confidently and smiled.

'Here is the book you requested for'.

Gloria's face transformed to that of joy as Jenny looked a bit surprised at her.
Thanks, she said.

'Na wao, na on top book you dey do like this, if to say na car nko?... Jenny shot at her.
Wetin concern you?
Gloria shot back.. Na my business abeg

Better guys dey bring jewelry and other goodies for their babes, na book you dey find.

'Not all girls are the same'.
Helen said
'Tell am oh! As if she be guide to how person suppose behave'
'Tah! Make i hear word. Bayo go bring better.

Helen, where are you going?
Gloria asked noticing that her books were inside a bag and she was dressed to leave the room.
'I have a class by 6pm, so i want to leave early.'

'But its just 4.30. Ayo who has been quite all along finally asked.

'Hmmn, you no sabi Helen my dear, na 8pm she go come back. Always going to the library as if her boyfriend dey there. Jenny started.

Ehen, e no beta than the one you dey go, then come back by 10?
Helene shot back.

Jenny was about to reply when another knock came through and Bayo dressed in a blue T-shirt and a black trousers came in.

'Hi beautiful', he said

Jenny ran towards him like a magnet, as Gloria and Helen watched. Helen eyed Bayo for a bit before dis approvingly facing her books, while Gloria and Ayo continued their talk.

Xup Gloria, Bayo said fluently,  as Gloria formed fake blushes.

'Fine boy, how your side? She commented while shaking his outstretched hands. He also greeted Ayo, before saying hi to Helen. It was evident that Helen disliked him.

Jenny applied her eye lashes and quickly dragged Bayo away.

'See you girls later'
Bayo managed to say before he was dragged away by Jennifer.

Helen, what do you have against Bayo?
Gloria asked her obviously busy roommate 

'I don't have anything against him, he just look a bit fishy.
'And a bit untrue. Ayo added

Hmmn, Ayo do u know him before?

'Not that well, but i have seen him around my hostel. He has this carriage of a 'yahoo boy' and i don't trust him. Just hope Jenny knows what she's doing.

'Of course she doesn't know what she's doing, said Helen.

Ok oh.. Me i see him as a cool guy o, said Gloria.

As cool as me? Ayo asked with a tinge of jealousy

'No ooo, my love, i only have eyes for you... you are the cooles guy i know'

Ok, lovebirds, i don dey waka, close door before una begin dey smooch una selves for room. Said Helen as she walked out of the room.

Ayo opened his mouth wide as Gloria quickly sent her roomie out of the room, locked the door and walked back to Ayo.

What was that about?

Don't mind her , she always think that once a guy and his girlfriend are alone in a room, s3x is bound to happen.
Abi you want smooch me?
 
Lol... he replied but his body language said otherwise

I don't mind a kiss, he said as she was getting closer to him and they kissed.
Intensely as she wrapped her hands around him and his hands holding her face close to his. She didn't want it to end, ever.
She would kill anyone that wakes her up if this was a dream.
She wanted this, she want to be with him all her life... she loved him and he feels the same way about her... is anything going to ruin her perfect relationship?
Only time will tell.

And at this very moment when everything was starting to feel way too good.
She shouted...

To be continued...

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Episode 1

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A CIRCLE OF THREE (Episode 1)

Episode 1

She walked quickly making space in the crowded stairs with her hands as she left CMP102 class with slight headache. The jargons used there were still screaming on her head, she couldn't understand those codes, everything is so new to her.
Can she cope with this?
They all come flashing through her mind without answers. Even the advice from her seniors were dancing around her brain causing paranoia.

"Take the course seriously oh, people dey carry the course wella."

"Hmmn, you go work ehn, you go cram codes come do practical tire, the work hard gan."

"Our HOD wicked gan, him dey fail students oh, no enter him trap oh."

She left the stairs seperating CMP lab from PHY lab and briefly stopping to read the news pasted on "Life of a campus boy" news board. She then turned and moved out of the faculty to the school garage where she got a tricycle to motion ground...

"motion ground is a part of the school campus where activities such as buying of books, food, clothes, phones, photocopying and other business activities takes place"

...Gloria walked into Coca-Cola "one of the school canteen named after the popular Coca-Cola bottling company. She bought rice and a bottle of pepsi to ease herself from all the stress and off to school garage she went, boarded a cab to mini campus...

"mini campus is another part of the school where pre degree and part time students receive their lectures"

-Fifty Naira,
"Ahan, oga why now, from here to there na fifty naira?
There is God oh"
Said Glorai

Abeg if you no wan...

She walked away, leaving his mouth hanging. "Useless old driver"... she muttered as she walks towards the other side of the road to board another cab to her hostel only relieved that she was done for the day.

As she gets close to the cab, she heard someone call her name.

Gloria! Gloria! Gloria!

She could have waited but seeing an army of students almost flying to the cab made her rethink. She hurried and opened the front seat and hopped in, hoping that scramble for seats will make her caller the chance to speak to her.

And it did

He ran towards her, panting and sweating.
Gloria mi!
How far now?
You no even check after the class as we agreed.

"Woo, it's not like that jare, the course wey i tell you don jam headache scatter my brain".
"Eeyah, take it easy oh! Maybe na because today dey hot."
"I go see you for evening be that!" He finally ended the chat, casting a wry smile at her while she blushed a bit."
"OK, don't forget to bring that book."
"Yes ma! He replied, mockingly saluting her before he left.

She watched him
Ayo, walked away stylishly as his little as5 swayed side by side. It was odd and she knew it, but one of the things that made her fall in love with him was his as5. Most often it was the other way round, and while he was kinda cute, his as5 was the game changer for her.

"BOSAD" shouted the cab driver

O wa sir,
She answered by reflex as her daydreaming about Adedayo ended.
She stepped out of the bus, collected her balance and walked quickly along the road path, her headache miraculously gone with her daydreaming.
As she entered her room in His-Grace hostel, she stopped and stared at what the person in front of her wore

To be continued...

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MY LIFE IN CAMPUS

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MY LIFE IN CAMPUS!!!
Here's a list of all the released episodes
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Episode 1
Episode 2
Episode 3
Episode 4
Episode 5
Episode 6
Episode 7
Episode 8
Episode 8 Continuation
Episode 9
Episode 9 Continuation
Episode 10
Episoee 10 Continuation
Episode 11
Episode 11 Continuation
Episode 12

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MY LIFE IN CAMPUS ( Episode 12)

EPISODE 12

The school security men are designated at different halls of residence. They start their patrol late hours of the night to ensure peace. The bad guys kept moving and never looked back. That was a different story for me because I looked behind to check on the security men, who were moving fast to catch up with us. I was so terrified. My heart might have been harden today but not to the extent of been rusticated. My father will kill me, I thought and murmured to myself.

“Hey! You students! I say stop there now!” They shouted again, flashing their touch to us.

This guys were so confident of themselves, they kept moving. I thought to retreat to surrender myself to the security men but I quickly changed my mind because the torture of confession would be worst than I can imagine.

“Bayo, who be this zombie tailing us?” Strike asked.

“Na my friend o.” Bayo replied. “The one wey dey gbege with me.”

“Ok! Hope sey he don ready?”

Ready? Ready for what? I let my mind search for the answer. Ready to run? Ready to kill? Ready for what? Oh, ready to be a member of their gang. Oops! Now am in soup because I can see myself bidding morality goodbye.

“Baba, he don ready.” Bayo ignorantly affirmed.

The security men started running towards us and that got me totally frenzy. I alerted the whole gang. They stopped and turned around to face the harmless security men doing their duty. The gang lined up extended with their dangerous weapon visible enough for the security men to observe. They slung guns like AK-47, SMG and FN rifle around their neck. I joined the line without any weapon just to feel among, my physique helped blend me a little. I couldn't laugh when I saw the old men running for their dear lives.

“Baba Iyabo Oooo!” A security man screamed as they ran.

Let’s go.” Strike said.

Seeing that the security men has fled, I thought to go my way. I planned to reduce my steps behind the gang then after I will elude. I never knew that Strike was not ordinary. I executed my plan little by little until the very last. The gang had gone farther enough for me to escape, then I turned around to run and I blacked out immediately. Strike appeared before me. I never knew what happened after then till date. I found myself in an unknown destination, I guess a cave. I was clenched to a tree without leaves on it. I looked around and couldn't find anyone at the time. I was pushed to shout for help but I restrained not to alert them. It was very dark and cold. I was so troubled that tears dribbled down my cheeks. I hated myself. I learnt a haunting lesson that day, that one’s life can be tweaked for the worst or the best in a second. I ruminated. I thought of my mum, a tailor who worked like a machine just to pay her quota of my school fees. My dad, a plumber pays half while my mum pays the other. One day I got to her shop, only to see two women snarling at my mum. I stood aside with my mouth sealed to get the details of the drama; nobody yells at my mum and goes free.

“Pay the money Ooo!” Iya Kudi shouted at my mum, clapping at her.

“She sabi borrow but to pay na wahala.” Sisi Nene added.

I now got a clue that my mum lent some money from them but I wasn't sure why she did. I couldn't exercise patience any longer, seeing Sisi Nene of yesterday, bold enough to talk to my mum. Nene, popular known as Sisi Nene because of her slim body shape, is in her early or mid twenties. She has been in my black book since before this very day because of her tacky dirty hairstyles; none of my business but she happened to be there. I felt like slapping her but I held my vibrating hand back when my mum began to speak.

“Iya Kudi e ma binu. Owo school Banji ni mo fi san.” She pleaded, which means ‘Iya Kudi don’t be angry. I used it to pay Banji’s institution fee.’

I was just about starting my first year in school, so my mother went as far as borrowing for me to be a notable person in life. My eyes were already saturated with tears. I was moved to join in begging for mercy but my ego drew me back because of Sisi Nene.

“Mummy tailor, when you go come pay?” Sisi Nene questioned standing at akimbo, facing another direction, frowning her face.

“Abi o. At least we don pardon you for now.” Iya Kudi added and asked, “when make we come back?”

My mother sighed and thought for a while. I was furiously looking at Sisi Nene and tubby Iya Kudi while she thought.

“I will pay you next week” My mum replied.

“Committee no go hear story next week o. Hian!” Iya Kudi said, pulling her big dirty ear to demonstrate how important it was.

Sisi Nene and Iya Kudi both rolled out of my mother’s shop. My mum sorrowfully sat down with tears trickling from her eyes. I sluggishly shifted close to her, I coiled my hand around her and comforted her. She was so pained. I have never seen my mum weep before, she did because of me.

Screeeeeeeeech!!! Craaaaaaaaash! A car accident occurred few meters away.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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MU LIFE IN CAMPUS ( Episode 11)

Continuation Of EPISODE 11

“Bayo are you mad?” I fearfully said. “I guess you are.”

“Banji, don’t joke with me here.” He said moving closer to me.

“Bayo, don’t let the devil use you completely.”

“He had better use me completely.” He replied, “the devil should better complete what he started.”

Bang! Bang! Bang! A rapid and continuous knock on the door. I could sense that we are in trouble. We both panicked. We became friends for the moment.

“Banji, wetin we go do?” Bayo came closer and gracefully asked me.

“I no know o.” I said and shrugged.

Bang! Bang! The stranger banged the door again. That sent a message of trouble to me. Could it be Usman? I asked myself.

“Who be that sef?” Bayo yelled.

“Na us!”

“Who be us?” Bayo questioned. “Us no get name?”

“Open the door!”

Now we were both so sure that students are aware of the gun shots. We could hear them talk. We were both confused of what to do. Bayo decided to call someone. I didn’t really know who he was calling at the time.

“Strike! Strike! Na me. I dey one big gbege for my room. Abeg come commot me from here.” Bayo conversed over the phone. “Full attack abeg.”

He dropped the call and I wondered who he called. The words in his conversation were so dangerous. First, I thought, is ‘Strike’ someone’s name? Or is it the real definition in its sense? I was so troubled. I felt am in more problem than I am.

“Bayo, please are we safe?”

“Who are the we?”

“Bayo, please don’t do this to me.” I pleaded, went fast on my knees.

“I will help you on one condition.” He said with a frown on his face.

“I am ready to do anything please.”

Bang! Bang! Bang! It now became a riot bang. They used objects to hit the door, trying to force it open. I started shaking like a slaughtered goat. I was praying instantly. I thought of calling someone but who could I call, my mum? What will I tell her? They were almost breaking in because one out of the two hinges that held the door flew out of its position.

POW! POW! POW! Gun shots. This time around, it came externally. I was almost fainting while Bayo jumped up with joy. This guy is a demon, I almost said.

“Awon temi ti de!” Bayo shouted ecstatic, which means ‘my guys have arrived.’

Bayo gladly opened the door, knowing fully well the rioters would have fled. I wasn't sure about the number of hefty looking guys that entered his room, but I could count seven; my mind wasn't settled for that. I thought Chinedu reincarnated because he has quite the same physique with these guys, I checked and found him still lifeless on the floor. I can’t but notice an extremely short fellow chatting with Bayo at a corner of the room. He looks old to be a student. He even has his hair plaited. I guess he is the so called Strike.

“Guys carry these specimens and let’s move!” Strike commanded the giants.

Wait a minute, who are the specimen? Oops, dead Chinedu and my roommate. They heaped them up on their shoulders like bag of cement and forged out of the room. I followed them behind like a strolling dog.

“Hey!!! Stop there!” The school security men shouted from afar.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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MY LIFE IN CAMPUS ( Episode 11)

EPISODE 11

I quickly stood up to be current about the latest action. The four of us were still up on our feet. I was sure about Emeka because he was standing just beside me. I looked at Bayo and he quite has this ‘what did I do’ look on his face. In a flash, Chinedu dropped on the floor. Emeka rushed to Chinedu. Bayo accidentally shot him on the chest. Chinedu was floating in the pool of his own blood. I wished I was dreaming. I foolishly bit myself on the hand to be sure I wasn't dreaming. I wasn’t. Emeka kneelt beside Chinedu crying bitterly. I looked at Bayo with pity.

“Bayo! Kilode na?” I shockingly asked, which means ‘Bayo! What happened.’

Bayo was dumbfounded. Emeka stood up after realizing that Chinedu won’t be revived even if he kept crying.

“You will definitely pay for this.” Emeka furiously said, “you won’t escape it.”

He moved closer to sorrowed Bayo and shoved him against his wardrobe. He cruelly gazed at Bayo. I noticed the pistol was still in Bayo’s hand. I prayed so silently loud that Bayo won’t do anything silly again. My prayer was answered in a tick, Emeka released Bayo. Emeka gazed once again at lifeless Chinedu then he decided to take his leave. POW! Jeeeeeeeez! Emeka down. Now I really felt like dying myself. I have never seen a fresh dead person before but that night, I saw two. Bayo shot Emeka. I rushed to my roommate, who is still gasping for life.

“Banji! Banji! What did I do?” Emeka lethargically said.

“Emeka! I am sorry!” I yelled, holding him tight with tears in my eyes.

Emeka became very cold in my arms and I perceived he is gone. I released my arms around him and he dropped dead on the floor. I was so pained. The fear of death vanished totally from my subconscious. I had it in mind to battle Bayo or even kill him as he killed these two. I turned around to face Bayo only to see him targeting the gun at me.

EPISODE 11 Continues...

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