What a day!

what's this feeling? I'll be plain. Its the feeling i got when i carried a little baby(a girl of about a year and some months) and she curled up her arm around my neck and her head on my chest. waow! her dad must be enjoying o. That feeling was wow! Can't wait to be a father. Loved the moment all thru.

what a day! today is the 5th day of august, i'm here at ile-ife, in my room. guess what just happened, my laptop fell about a height of 40 to 50cm. I was just so excited that i was going to type this and then i pulled out the laptop pouch from the bag and then, it slipped out. I was quiet....couldnt say anything but aaaaahh silently. it has just happened , my thought running all around and then, i decided to pick it up, saw the battery trying to pull free off the PC but was stuck somehow. I prayed a little prayer, Lord, take charge and then, i put it on, Hmm, the surprise was that nothing happenned to the screen though it fell on the ground on the screen part. I had to drop it lie flat on the floor and say "Thank you". This is just the first part of my story cos it just happened some mins ago(this is 14mins to 6pm). had a great day, asked God for the forgiveness of my sins, had a word from the OPEN HEAVENS and then started up the day, did the normal stuff- wash plates(sor...

What a day! Its not going to be your standard-follow-all-the-rules writing. Copied it out from my favourite notepad. Today aint actually the real day but i am going to go some steps back in 24kinda hours telling you about my first day in Abuja. yes, i didnt just go to do JJC for fun. I had a purpose for being there. Apart from going to claim the land, I went for an interview. Lets save this file as 30th July, 2011. it all started with me waking up in Moye suites at iyamoye, Kogi State. I had arrived the evening before with my dad, i joined him at the Ile-Ife round-about where Oduduwa university. We decided he was gonna drop me off at okenne, then i'd take a bus to Abuja. but Ome, as we got out after praying together in the hotel Room. people he talked to adviced him that he does not have to drop me off there but that i'd get a bus in front of the hotel. Hmm, daddy gave me cash sha, more than i tot i'd get for a trip to abj especially when i was close to the place but then...

What a day!  I am here again with the attitude of writing. Here was I yesterday on my own when I suddenly stumbled on the vision - mission thing again.  I was reading my digital electronics when one wonderful person called Michael started asking me questions about my life and what I saw for the future. Little wonder did I know what awaited me in the next 24 hrs. My life started moving at a speed I never thought it would some 40 minutes ago. as I sit on my bed, writing this or rather typing this on my laptop. I have made some moves towards changing from Control and instrumentation option to the Power option.  I have even talked to Dr. Komolafe about this (though he gave me the No response) saying he had gone 50% into the course and was not ready to admit anyone into the course at this point. what fascinated me most was his desire to know more about the GPRS metering idea I wanted to get involved in. I didn't mention I went to his office twice. the first time he told me 'No...

Sitting at home with my PC this early hours of the morning, thinking 'what hell am I doing with myself, I can't contain this, it just wants to burst forth and then there is this thing on the inside that I have to destroy.  Phew! what a day I had yesterday? to myself I say. the bills, the N3500 to be collected and hey this IT thing. wow, it has been fun, opened me up to an extreme. Stretched me. There is more to life than all that we experience in school.

Here we go again. I came to Ile-Ife yesterday. By the way, today is the 4th of July, 2010. Wow! Its  my Dad's birthday and yes, I did call him, wished him a happy birthday.  I found out he was in our hometown, Iyamoye in Kogi State. He went to check out his house in Iyamoye. Grandma died some weeks ago and would be buried in some days. He's preparing the place for his guests. Mama mi, e sun re. Though, I'll acknowledge the fact that I didn't get to  relate with her in a very good way. I knew she was a mother (yes to my dad). Every time she came over, I remember her talking down at my mum. It was like she had the upper hand and all but then I guess it was a form of  ignorance cos as she got older, it started to show that the relationship has never been cordial between all of us. One thing I learnt, get close to the mother, you get close to the kids. You act otherwise, you push them away.