So it rained heavily last night!
When we finally got on with parade training!
The cold was a cushion effect for a sweet bed time!......ah! I enjoyed my sleep o!....i guess we all did!
This morning was quite cold.
At the 5am parade,we got to gather according to our different platoons....
I got to see fellow platoon 3 members!
......and I got to meet some new people.....
*a CHIGO that looks like a dele!
It is fun to connect with someone who has insights in areas of your personal interest!
That's how I got talking to a guy called *chigo* yesterday at the evening parade.
he is in my platoon!...
He had observed that I was always typing on my phone even at the swearing-in parade!
He read and commented on my write-ups! ....and we talked the whole while about entrepreneurship!....
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| Chigo!....the yoruba looking igbo dude! This morning! |
I was laughing and nodding to most of what he said...he sounded well read!
A electrical engineering graduate of uniport!...
So this morning when he located me during the jogging exercise...it was all smiles...
*hello hadassah!* and he was gone!
..a funny and swift dude....he kept doing funny things that made everyone laugh during the exercise and and the entire parade!...i guess he is some sanguine!
Platoons were set and everything that was a rigour in the past two days has now become a competitive thing...
We must out do another platoon....
Corporal SMART(the solider assigned to our platoon) gave us the stern download of what is expected of us! His job is to trains us in parade!
Platoons were set and everything that was a rigour in the past two days has now become a competitive thing...
We must out do another platoon....
Corporal SMART(the solider assigned to our platoon) gave us the stern download of what is expected of us! His job is to trains us in parade!
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| That's a section of my platoon 3 members learning the parade routine! |
There are more igbo politicians and party campaigner in my platoon than corpers training for parade
...they spent the better part of the time trying to elect leaders for the platoon while others focused on the main thing!...
It was a political party jamboree for us this morning with ndigbos campaigning for ndigbos!
So much tribalism and ethnic biase that i change my mind from contesting for a position! The majority were of the platoon 3 members were igbo (and *igbo-allied tribe)....
So they just voted only based on ethnicity!
So while my ndigbo platoon 3 members were busy with political agenda,i couldn't but give myself some selfies!
Rachel,who had been constantly smiled at me before I eventually walked up to her to introduce myself. She became my selfie photographer!
So much tribalism and ethnic biase that i change my mind from contesting for a position! The majority were of the platoon 3 members were igbo (and *igbo-allied tribe)....
So they just voted only based on ethnicity!
So while my ndigbo platoon 3 members were busy with political agenda,i couldn't but give myself some selfies!
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| A selfie for the ndigbos of platoon 3! |
Rachel,who had been constantly smiled at me before I eventually walked up to her to introduce myself. She became my selfie photographer!
*STOP "famzing" her!*
she said jokingly to this tall dark skinned Corper who was trying to get into my on-going selfie!...
That's how I met Ore! A graduate of sociology in UNILAG!...whose second name is busayo!..(i think ore and busayo sounds like a feminine name)..and whose surname happens to be OYEWOLE!!!
Sound familiar?....my brother from another father!!!
*FAMZING*...Thats new in my vocabulary so I asked Rachel what it meant!....
Famzing -trying to play like you know someone who doesn't know you before maybe because the person is a celebtrity,beautiful or has some privileges that you consider cool .....
So ore was famzing me!....hmmm!
I am sure when he reads this,he will surely say....*i told you i wasn't famzing you!*
Well that's what your friend Rachel said!...
Besides I am worth the famz!
Ifeoma is another unilag student! Quietly funny girl....disappears often to mami market!...comes back late and sleeps almost immediately!...she is just two bunks away from me...and that's how communicate...eye contact!...and funny statements!....
#TBthursday#- the swearing in ceremony!
Camp has been an experience so far!....
I got selected in the cut to join the parade team for my platoon!
The competition has began....
These soldiers are terrible.....
Just some minutes past 12 midnight while i was dozing and at the same time trying to write on Evernote......
FIRE! FIRE! FIRE!....GET OUT!...
Ear deafening whistle sound everywhere....soldiers shouting....OUT!......i was on my a tank top and boxer shot....i jumped off my bunk...picking my phone off course and my white t-shirt!...
The whole hostel was in chaos...everyone rushing out to the parade ground in their nighties and some others in a less than few clothings (u know what I mean) .
I even had to give one fat lady my cover clothes....she had jumped out only in bra and pyjamas!
...(somehow I had grabbed my cover clothes too in the whole commotion)...
she said jokingly to this tall dark skinned Corper who was trying to get into my on-going selfie!...
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| Bolanle oyewole and ore busayo oyewole! |
Sound familiar?....my brother from another father!!!
*FAMZING*...Thats new in my vocabulary so I asked Rachel what it meant!....
Famzing -trying to play like you know someone who doesn't know you before maybe because the person is a celebtrity,beautiful or has some privileges that you consider cool .....
So ore was famzing me!....hmmm!
I am sure when he reads this,he will surely say....*i told you i wasn't famzing you!*
Well that's what your friend Rachel said!...
Besides I am worth the famz!
Ifeoma is another unilag student! Quietly funny girl....disappears often to mami market!...comes back late and sleeps almost immediately!...she is just two bunks away from me...and that's how communicate...eye contact!...and funny statements!....
#TBthursday#- the swearing in ceremony!
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| Throw back Thursday!... Moi et ifeoma! |
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| Those shoes were big and I was feeling like a clown in them. I guess ify was just feeling her cap! |
I got selected in the cut to join the parade team for my platoon!
The competition has began....
These soldiers are terrible.....
Just some minutes past 12 midnight while i was dozing and at the same time trying to write on Evernote......
FIRE! FIRE! FIRE!....GET OUT!...
Ear deafening whistle sound everywhere....soldiers shouting....OUT!......i was on my a tank top and boxer shot....i jumped off my bunk...picking my phone off course and my white t-shirt!...
The whole hostel was in chaos...everyone rushing out to the parade ground in their nighties and some others in a less than few clothings (u know what I mean) .
I even had to give one fat lady my cover clothes....she had jumped out only in bra and pyjamas!
...(somehow I had grabbed my cover clothes too in the whole commotion)...
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