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We all have problems, it comes with the free gift of nature and life. But what you make of them, determines who you are and who you will be. We've all heard the common idiom, "when life throws you lemons make a lemonade", to this i'll say it's easier said than done. Against my wish which is to have superpowers and re the world, I also have my share of human problems or issues. I'll rather not attempt to give a lecture on how to make lemonade from life's lemons, if I do it would only be a case of the blind leading the blind. In other words, this article is serving only as a reminder that everyone has problems and only God ia the perfect problem solver.

It's quiet tasking picking up my phone to try to come up with some bunch of words that can bring the slightest glimmer of sense to the human brain. I guess I have to confess that this is one the reasons I tend to go MIA 50% of the time. The other 50% would be based on my laziness, procrastination, upcoming exams and sheer disinterest, put together. While I like to try to put up things coz  it help develop my writing, it's just isn't easy when the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak. All the same my passion for writing is rekindled each time I type the first word an end up with at least two paragraphs of an article...it's quiet fulfilling, and the major fulfilment comes each time I check my blog stats and find out even if not much that someone somewhere had taken the time to read about what I had to "blab-type"about even if it was out of boredom, at least someone read my so called article. To the someone somewhere, I say thank you for making my day...*ki

My threshold for boredom is really low, in other words, I get easily. I have been misdiagnosed so many times by my friends with restless leg syndrome, thank God for my age and gender, if not I would have been diagnosed with Attention Deficit Disorder. It gets so bad that all I look forward to in a day is any piece or glimmer of  excitement. To add a tank of petroleum to the already burning flame is the choice of being a medical student. In defence of the medical profession, it does not cut out all fun, it just ostracize members from the outside world, all thanks to the advent of Internet which still gives us a glimpse of the outside world from our locked in towers. There has been times where colleagues have testified of not seeing the sun for a whole week, just for the love of humanity or so I think. Back to the point, am currently getting agitated coz I fear that as I grow older my boredom threshold goes lower, and by the time am 50, not even the raining of unicorns or dollars wou

Based on a 6 year descriptional study and data collected only from myself, it can be safely concluded that the greatest nightmare of a medical student is when exams are moved forward. There are obviously mixed reactions to this, then the subconscious comes into full force and remind the medical student of notes to be read and confirmations to be made and worse of all signatures to be completed. With this awakening, some signs and symptoms start manifesting, the pathophysiology of which is not fully understood. Symptoms include: Persistent headaches Irritability Altered sensorium Sinuisitis Transient tinnitus Loss of appetite or increased appetite Palpitations Occasional chest pain Abdominal disturbances: diarrhoea, constipation. Urinary incontinence +/- Menstrual cycle disorders Weight loss Treatment: Patient Education 100mg of chill pill 4 hourly 500mg of confidence pill daily Remove other sources of stressors Daily large doses of reading P

After so much panic around the country, Nigeria today has been declared Ebola-free by the WHO. We did it guys...

I hate that you run my thoughts I hate that every minute away from you is like a cruel punishment I hate that I crave for your hug, to be in your long embrace I hate that I have to pull out my phone every few minutes just to stare at your picture, the one where you are lying down and pretended to be asleep 'coz I annoyed you. I hate that I have to be skin close with my phone 'coz I don't want to miss your call I hate that I wait eagerly for your scratching knock on my door I hate that even though am really mad at you, every bit of me yearns for you I hate that the sound of your voice seem to make the world a better place I hate that you know what to say when I at you trying to fuzz I hate the way you touch me like no other I hate that you make me forget all about the promise I make to myself to stay away from you I hate these thoughts in head that tell me to pull myself together I especially hate the thought that says this might not last forever

Simple Question: “Why Did The Chicken Cross The Road?” GEORGE W BUSH: We don't really care why the chicken crossed the road. We just want to know if the chicken is on our side of the road or not. The chicken is either against us or for us. There is no middle ground here. BILL GATES: I have just witnessed eChicken2012 which will not only cross roads, but will lay eggs, file your important documents, and balance your checkbook; internet explorer is an integral part of eChicken. MARTIN LUTHER KING, JR: I have a dream... and envision a world where all chickens will be free to cross roads without having their motives called into question. GEJ: I guess it's a manifestation of our transformation agenda for fresh air. Meanwhile, we'll set up a committee to look into that and probably grant the chicken amnesty. PATIENCE JONATHAN u see,i don't knew why the chicken wil behaviourance like that,the only things i can said is that the chicken can be an prostitute GANI:

Why do I seem to yearn for the same person am really pissed at... Sent from Yahoo Mail on Android

I want to write a story, it is what my subconscious wants and desperately wants to fulfil, and quite obvious it's not a bad idea..."there's nothing bad in penning down a story or two", my brain says. Instantly there is a union of goal between my subconscious and my brain, and as they work pari par sue they generate heart rendering stories and mental notes are being put down and everything seem to be going on fine until there's a revolution, all other entity tend to have a grudge for the common goal of writing a story. The brain is now flooded by selfish request being made by circumstances that demand immediate attention and maximal brain power, needless to say the common goal is no longer common and the brain is fatigued and presently just lives for the minute and solves issues of the minute. The revolution has taken a painful and stressful turn, the brain is quite tired of being tired and has therefore called  a general meeting of all entities in order to solv

Lol...anyways congrats to the latest engaged couple of class gene '14...may your love last forever.

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