GONE!

Had a long, frenetic day of having to cover (i'm exaggerating) a whooping million pages (oops!) in preparation for my Anatomy Incourse. Been busy all day long doing just that, Yeah. But sneaked in here to blog a line or two t'nite and what do i get in return for my act - the server refuses to log me on to my dashboard and agrees, anoyingly, to do that just when i've 4 minutes left out of 1solidhour. There's no cash to buy more time and no time to type more words. All's GONE!

BUSY,STILL BUSY

Despatched to a shadowy corner in a cybercafe; straining my face close to the keyboard with my nose almost typing letters for my hands - bear with me for typos, if there are any. . .and the incoherence . . what with my condition . . .Was supposed to have an Incourse tomorrow: the most challenging, Anatomy.

It was adjourned though and now i'll be having it next week: Thursday and Friday. The knowledge of that in your consciousness is like having the Sword of Damocles hanging threateningly over your head. And then comes in the middle of that the result of a previous Incourse in Physiology. . .made a close distinction. . .

. . . Reading good ol' Solomonsydelle's comments also evaporated ideas. 'Twas a wonder having as many as 3 comments on one post with her's embedded inbtw. . . the great YoRUba people like to say iru e la o maa ri ( na dat kin thing na im we go dey see ) . . .

I'LL BE BACK!

ANOTHER DAY

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/UTS/UPSET THE SETUP: UBUNTU

When i started blogging 'twas hard doing hands-on or head-on typing, i mean typing straight from the mental flow of ideas in the head, no pre-parations (in some storage device), nothing. Now it's easier. 'Twas also harder then 'cos i tried blogging political issues like i was some Funmi Iyanda or Jeremy (Naijablogger) or Solomonsydelle ( former mother of 2.5 or 3.5): Making logical, objective political arguments is tasking, i dropped it and waited for my head to grow. It's grown and still growing. Now it's easier and i write firsthand experiences, elucidations are coherentER and more articulate. I've decided to try my hands/head on some other stuff - tech, books, arts, culture, writing, femininsm, religion, IT -

While trying to look for some real stuff on, i think, tech, i slammed into that title on someone else's page -on of his links actually-and someone else's blog title. It picqued my interest. Upset the Setup: that's what i'm trying to do.

The title is a perfect example of pun that unintentionally does motivation, it indirectly tells you "Frustrate tradition with your Creativity, Do something New, something diFFerEnT."

UBUNTU something dot zero something

*Ubuntu, my first IT post, i remember seeing EBA, MOINMOIN, etc. as programme names on an Ubuntu CD ROM some time ago. Meaning a Naija man probably wrote them:somthing different from the setup:


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/BRT/OSHIOMHOLE/SOCIAL STENOSIS/

B4 going to Camp for my kind of Easter celebrations: a Retreat, Gbenga came to the room and declared or rathere asked if any of us had heard that the tribunal had ruled in favor of the one and only Comrade Adams Oshiomhole. Everyone was aghast at the news. And we began asking WHEN?WHEN?HOW? Someone else talked about taking a BRT bus on his way home for Easter. Now, i would have been dazed by that too if i hadn't seen on Funmi Iyanda's blog those BRT pictures.

The moral of the above story is that most Med Students , Part I (Year II) especially, suffer from Social Stenosis and some even suffer from Social Atresia once in school as a result of highly proliferating academic responsiblities. There's almost no time to breathe, like Chike says.

On my way to the Camp i saw the BRTs and what do i think? I think it's a nice idea come to fruition but whether it can live without withering is what i don't know. Those buses will probably crash out abysmally in the end: there'll be accidents, breakdowns, fraud, etc. Management is the Nigerian Problem not the ideas.

Should we watch or pray?

CYBORG:NO TIME

I live most of the time in Eko's room and my! you've got wonderful people there like Agbo, Matthews (2 of them: reason for the "s"), Daud, Qasim, Gbenga, Idris and Chike. Chike is one brainy, skinny, light-skinned guy with a moustache that runs superior to his upper lip who has a chronic habit of taking coffee to enhance fappings and when he wants to sleep he sleeps the way Sleep gets him - sometimes like a gnarled dragon stretching its parched throat inferoposterolaterally to the riverbed. Now Chike has this popular catchphrase "No Time" and he quotes that there's even no time to think of how to sleep, no time to talk, no time to even say no time - one begins to wonder how he even manages to find time to tell you there's no time to say no time.

But. . .really man there's no time. Immediately after Easter i'll be jammed with an Incourse and a CEEHEY. The cost of embarking with immediate effect on Easter might be pyrrhic if i don't take deliberate steps to fap them o, these two will be on my mind through the Easter if i dont and inevitably will hamper it. You see, there's almost no time to enjoy Easter.

Med School seems adept at manufacturing Part I Cyborgs or Zombies who are restless with fap, fap, fap. Who have got no time even to think and Chike even adds "there's no time to breathe."

God helps us o.

BLA: FEW MINUTES

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