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🚨🇮🇹 Lazio fans are still boycotting their home matches. They are protesting against the club's president, Claudio Lotito. In the match against Parma, the stadium was practically empty. 🏟️❌

Bayern Munich players are so mobile

I raise the mouth odor of bike men You go nearly jump commot for motion😭

Everybody shouting “I want to japa” but nobody wants to talk about discipline. You finally enter UK, Canada, or anywhere abroad… then you start messing up with small, avoidable things: Working illegally just to “double hustle” Overstaying visas like say na Nigeria you dey Driving without proper licence Fighting, fraud, or doing “sharp sharp” lifestyle Little things… but serious consequences. Next thing — deportation. All that stress, money, prayers, and dreams… wasted because of impatience and poor decisions. Japa is not escape. It’s responsibility on a higher level. If you can’t follow simple rules, abroad will humble you fast.

Before I travelled, I told myself… I know it would be difficult relocating and starting all over again in my 30s, but was there any real hope for me back home? No. It was either I start all over again… or I stay stuck. And either way, my age would still increase. So it’s either I move forward with my age, or remain stagnant while my age moves on without me. Starting all over is hard. Starting over in a new country is harder… but you know the hardest? Starting over in your 30s, 40s but it’s not a bad thing, because either way, your age won’t pause or wait for you to pick your life back up. But I promise you: You can start over anytime. You can achieve anything you desire at any age. You can get that degree in your 40s. You can get married anytime. You can build your life at your own pace. People like Vera Wang started at 40, Colonel Sanders built KFC at 65, and some people are graduating at 70+. Rita Dominic got married in her late 40s and still married right… Mo Abudu started EbonyLife TV in her 40s. Ngozi Okonjo-Iweala is still achieving in her 60s… So who told you it’s too late? What if it works out? What if you succeed? Or is it only the negative things you choose to believe? How would you know if you don’t try? Please babes, don’t age-limit yourself. What matters is that you’re moving forward. When you start doesn’t matter… what matters is that you start. And I pray God crowns your efforts ❤️🫂

You will eventually burst into tears in between 🤣😂

When you take a nap so good you thought you missed the school bus but its Sunday and you're 41

My father never came to a single thing I invited him to. Not my primary school graduation. Not my secondary school prize giving where I collected 3 awards and kept looking at the gate. Not my university matriculation. Not the ceremony when I got called to bar in 2012. I'd send him the date weeks in advance and he'd say I'll try and that was always the full sentence. I'll try. No follow up. No explanation after. My mother would sit in his place and clap loud enough for 2 people. I stopped inviting him after the bar call. Not from anger. Some people love you completely and still cannot show up and after a while you stop making them feel guilty about it. He was not a bad man. I want to be clear about that. He was a mechanic in Mushin for 35 years. Worked 6 days a week. Sent every one of us to school. Never raised his hand. Never left. The lights stayed on and the rent was paid and there was always food and he did all of it quietly without asking to be celebrated. He just could not sit in a plastic chair and watch something. I accepted that and moved on. Last year I bought my first property. A flat in Ojodu. Took 9 years of saving and 2 years of paperwork and a lawyer who nearly finished me. When the keys finally came I sat in the empty flat on the floor for an hour just breathing. I called my mother first. She screamed. My sister cried. I didn't call my father. 3 days later he called me. Said he heard about the flat from my mother. Said he wanted to come and see it. I didn't know what to do with that so I just said okay. Gave him the address. Figured he'd say I'll try and we'd never speak of it again. He showed up on Saturday at 9am. Stood at the door in his good agbada. The one he only wears for serious things. Holding a small nylon bag. I let him in and he walked through every room without speaking. Not quickly. Slowly. Like he was counting something. He checked the pipes under the kitchen sink. Knocked on the walls. Opened and closed the windows twice each. Looked at the ceiling in every room the way only a man who has fixed things his whole life looks at ceilings. Then he came and stood in the sitting room and looked at me. Said the pipework is good. Said the windows seal properly. Said whoever built this knew what they were doing. I nodded. Long silence. Then he opened the nylon bag. Inside was a small framed photo. Me at maybe 7 years old sitting on the bonnet of an old car in his workshop. Grinning. Both legs swinging. He's standing beside me with his hand on my shoulder looking at something outside the frame. I remember that day. I had gone to the workshop after school and he let me sit there while he worked and gave me a Fanta and put a Michael Jackson cassette on the small radio. I didn't know anyone had taken a photo. He said he kept it on his workshop table for 22 years. Said he wanted me to have something for the new place. I held that frame and stood very still. He said he knew he missed things. Said he was not good at the sitting and watching. That crowds made something in him go wrong in a way he never knew how to explain. Then he said the flat was good and he was proud and he asked if there was anything in the kitchen because he hadn't eaten. I laughed. Made him eggs and bread while he sat at my kitchen table in his good agbada like he owned the place. We ate and he told me about a car he was working on. I told him about a case that was giving me trouble. Normal conversation. The kind we should have been having for years. He left at 1pm. At the door he gripped my shoulder the same way he did in that photo. Didn't say anything. Didn't need to. The photo is on my sitting room wall now. First thing I hung in the whole flat. Some fathers cannot sit in the plastic chair. But mine drove to Ojodu in his good agbada on a Saturday morning with a 22 year old photograph in a nylon bag. That was his standing ovation. I just didn't know to look for it in that shape.

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My dad once he opens the door "Where's your mom?" Bro answer my greetings first your wife is inside

No form of peer and social pressure can work on those who chose not to get the COVID vaccine in 2021

Countries and the time it takes to receive domestic transfers: Ethiopia – 2 days South Africa – 2 days Angola – 2 days Sudan – 4 days Nigeria – 20 seconds Nigeria has the most advanced banking systems in Africa. Truly the Giant of Africa!

During my c-section, I closed my eyes to pray… Hubby shouted, “Haa! Don’t go babe!” 😭 Could hear the fear in his voice I yelled back, “I’m not going anywhere ode, I’m just trying to pray!” “nothing missing, nothing broken” Everyone burst out laughing. I told the doctor, “I said don’t let him in, he’s going to distract us.” Doctor said, “That’s exactly what I need him to be doing — distracting you and gisting.” 😭

He did a live show in US FANTASIA 98' I'll do anything to lay my hands on that record. Top notch musician 👌 👏

"Don't reply fast", "don't show you care", "don't be a homebody", "don't always be available" I'm grown please, if I have to play these kind of games for someone to be interested in me then I'm no longer interested. I operate best when I can be my full and authentic self.

look what they took from us.

There’s so much love in me to give, I just hope it finds its way to someone who truly appreciates and reciprocates it.

@zhurg_ KWAM 1 (CAPO DE TUTTI)

I like FUJI but not so deeply, If i want to fall in love with Fuji, what are your top picks for me to put on repeat?

walai talai, this is false. most niggas even hate niggas who are always on about women discourse/matters. women don't even take 20% of the cut. more than half the time, it's when they've finished discussing; money, sports, politics, movies, music, and whatnot, that's when they'll take time to discuss women. it's always the last, and it's always so brief asf.