Dear Blessing,
I just came across your tweet, and it truly inspired me.
To graduate with a First Class in Mathematics from UNILORIN and then earn a fully funded Master's admission in Italy is an extraordinary achievement. You have demonstrated excellence and the promise that exists in so many young Nigerians.
No young person who has worked this hard should have such an opportunity limited by the cost of getting there. It would be my privilege to support your journey by covering what is left in the cost of your relocation.
@nancy_i_i from my office will reach out to you today.
Congratulations once again. Go, excel, and continue to make Nigeria proud.
@mcriyol@PoliceNG_CRU The culprits are not being disciplined or dismissed, only asked to refund victims who are smart enough to report and identify them. There’s nothing reforming about retaining the criminals who will go ahead to extort someone else.
Happy 3rd Anniversary, @clevabanking! 🎉❤️
I’ve enjoyed using Cleva because of its smooth experience, clean interface, and how simple it makes managing international payments. It’s refreshing to use a product that’s focused on making cross-border banking easier.
#ClevaisThree
My friend sends his children’s nanny's kids to his children's school and he pays the fees. The fee is not cheap. The kids all play together.
They won't understand what is happening until they are big.
In his simple logic, the person looking after your kids deserve to have her kids looked after. Your children's lives are in her hands and she would raise them as her own.
#Mentality
Oh. I had just 5 minutes to get to his office as I had an impromptu test that dragged. So I ran to his office to meet up with time. Got there panting. He offered me a seat, a sandwich and a cold drink. Then said "next time, just send an email, I'd understand".
I wanted to cry because that's some form of trauma that I shouldn't have picked up if I came from a sane place.
In 2022, I borrowed 30k from PalmPay for a friend because he needed to pay rent. He promised to pay it back. However, he couldn’t, so I had to pay it off myself.
Years ago, I was angry at him, not really because of the money, but because I thought he didn’t want to pay and was avoiding me. I saw him buy a new phone and other things. I let it go because God has been good to me.
This morning, an unknown number called me, but my phone was set to reject unknown callers, so I called back. He immediately said, “Please don’t hang up like you did the other time.” I replied that I didn’t hang up; it was my phone settings.
I asked who it was, and he gave his name. I was happy because it had been long since we last spoke after leaving school. I greeted him and asked about his NYSC service, but he skipped that and went straight to the money: “My Gee, please I’m sorry. The money has been on my mind, but I had no means to pay back.”
Those words caught me off guard. I had forgotten about the debt; it’s been 4 years, but I was amazed.
I told him not to worry since it had been so long. He pleaded and asked where to send it. I said I appreciated his conscience about the money and that he shouldn’t worry.
He insisted I take it to honor him, so I said he should pay half and forget the rest, knowing things might be tight for him. It’s not that I have it easy myself, but what is life without kindness?
After that, we talked about life.
Lesson: Not all debtors are ignorant of their debt; they are just in a tight position and unable to pay back.
I have only been married for 2 years, but today I learned something that humbled me
My husband's younger sibling sent him a bill today. Not a small request o.
The amount that makes you look twice and ask, Wait... why is this coming to you?😭
Omo, I won't lie, I got irritated immediately.
Why does it always seem like he's the one people run to?
Why does it feel like he's carrying everybody's matter?
At what point does helping become too much?
I was already preparing a full speech in my head 😭
But guess what?
My husband didn't get angry.
He didn't complain.
He simply looked at me and said:
I pray God never blesses me to the point where my family needs help and becomes afraid to ask.
Omo...
That one sentence calmed me.
Because whether we like it or not, many of us pray for the capacity to help others.
Yet when the opportunity comes, it doesn't always arrive looking convenient 😭
Now I'm throwing this question open 👀
At what point do you think helping family becomes too much, or should family always be able to ask when there is a genuine need?
I'VE SOLD TOO EARLY AGAIN😭😭😭😭
Aren't you tired of being this guy?
Aren't you tired of being like me???🥲
Let me share a small story...
January 2025, was battling with serious insomnia at the time and the only thing that usually helps me fall asleep(doomscrolling) wasn't doing the trick at the time.
But I was still at it as there was nothing else to do then i came across something.
The president of the United States had just launched a memecoin($TRUMP) and I was graced to have found it at a $350k MC. I quickly aped in and rode with it till it was about $2.5M MC. That was when i felt sleepy and due to my previous experiences with memes, I decided that the best thing for me to do was to sell before i go to bed because as they say, 'You will never go broke if you always close in profits'.
Even with my conviction, I let fear get the best of me and i got out.
Only for me to wake up late in the afternoon to find out that the token was at about 1200x from where i initially aped. I was in pain😂 but there was not much i could do because i was a bit low on funds that period. If only i had more money, i would've had a larger appetite for risk and I might be way richer than i am right now(or not who knows😂).
I dont think i did anything bad by being safe and i was handicapped but I think I've come across a solution, and that is @purintaxyz .
If you're anything like me, selling memecoins at the right time feels impossible.
Sell early, and you spend the next month watching the chart do a 20x without you. Hold too long, and your unrealized gains become a lesson in humility. Most of us end up stuck between taking profits too soon and never taking them at all.
That's why Purinta caught my attention.
They're building something I wish existed years ago: a money market designed for memecoins. Instead of selling your bags when you need liquidity, you can use them as collateral and borrow against them while keeping your position intact.
The idea sounds simple, but the risk management has to be solid for something like this to work. That's what made me look closer. The team comes from API3, where they've spent years working with the kind of vault and lending systems that serious DeFi protocols rely on.
While checking them out, I found their tribe campaign and decided to join.
You connect your wallet and get assigned to a tribe permanently. Same wallet, same tribe forever. I landed in House Kami.
The mascot alone sold me. A chunk of tofu dressed like a samurai, sword drawn and ready for battle. Then I read the slogan:
"The brave don't sell, they borrow."
As someone who's watched more than one memecoin moon immediately after I sold it, that line hit harder than it should have.
The process takes less than two minutes. Connect your wallet, discover your tribe, mint your Tribe Card, and share it on X. No gas fees, just a wallet signature. Each tribe has its own identity and community, plus a monthly $3,000 prize pool tied to tribe activities in Discord.
And that's only the beginning.
Phase 2 introduces a Purinta Credit Score based on your actual on-chain history. Only wallets that complete Phase 1 will have their score revealed, and it may come with future ecosystem benefits.
I've spent enough time selling bottoms, holding tops, and watching coins run after I exited. So when an opportunity shows up that costs nothing but a signature and a couple of minutes, I'm not overthinking it.
If you're the kind of person who never knows when to sell a memecoin, maybe the answer isn't selling at all.
Find your tribe before Phase 2 starts.
TL,DR?
Don't worry I have you covered, there is a short summary video below that covers basically everything.
Do well to watch and join us on this journey❤️
Here's my code
Code: 2EEBD8FE68
Join my tribe: https://t.co/CP71PfPB5P
@purintaxyz
Joining crypto in 2026 ??
Bro you missed when free mint NFTs used to be worth $15,000
You missed just dropping your wallet and receiving $10,000
You missed Trump launching a memecoin that hit $75B market cap in 48 hours
You missed Arbitrum airdropping $3,000 for 1 transaction
You missed ENS airdropping $30,000+ just for registering a domain name
You missed Uniswap giving 400 UNI ($16,000) to everyone who did ONE swap
You missed BAYC minting for 0.08 ETH ($200) and selling for $400,000
You missed Solana at $1 and ETH at $80
You missed people making $100K from Jito airdrop just for staking SOL
You missed dYdX airdropping $50,000 to random traders
You missed Blur season 1 where people got $50K+ just for listing NFTs
You missed ApeCoin dropping $80,000 to every BAYC holder for free
You missed Bonk airdrop that turned $0 into $1,000 overnight for random Solana wallets
You missed CryptoPunks when they were FREE to claim
You missed the 2020 DeFi summer where every protocol was printing money
You missed the whole good times just quit bro 😭
Last week I boarded a bus from Berger to Ijebu-Ode.
The conductor turned almost every interaction with passengers into comedy.
He mimicked passengers, teased the driver, and even made jokes about the coming election.
Everybody was laughing, including me.
At some point, he started joking about fake police officers,
He said, If you see them just poor them spit for face and give then my number.
Nobody took it seriously until we got stopped at a checkpoint.
As we were being delayed, one passenger quietly stepped down to speak with the officers.
It was until then we relaized we have a police officer inside the bus,
A few minutes later, the officers cleared the driver to go.
As the journey continued, the conductor suddenly became quiet.
Then the officer smiled and said, “Continue your joke now.”
Everybody burst into laughter.
The conductor cleared his throat and said,
As I was saying… police is your friend.
I spent 4 years paying my younger sister’s school fees. Every single kobo.
The day she graduated, she gave the acknowledgement speech and thanked everyone except me.
I sat in that hall and felt my soul leave my body 😭.
When she got admission, things were tight at home.
I had just started my first job.
I told our parents, "Don't worry. I’ll handle it." And I did.
Every semester. No breaks.
There were months I was eating 0-1-0 so her account wouldn't run dry.
I never told her. I didn't think I needed to.
Graduation day, she looked beautiful. The first graduate in our family.
I was prouder of her than I’ve ever been of myself.
Then she got the mic.
> She thanked God. (Fair).
> She thanked our parents. (Expected).
> She thanked her friends who kept her sane.
> She even thanked her HOD.
Then she sat down.
My mother looked at me. I smiled and looked away, but the clapping felt like it was happening in a different room.
I didn’t say anything that day. Or the week after.
But something in how I moved changed.
I stopped volunteering. Started waiting to be asked. Started noticing who actually noticed me.
People say, "Don’t give to be recognized." I agree to an extent.
But there is a thin line between not needing applause and being erased by the person you bled for.
That's not humility. That's invisibility.
We’re fine now. I brought it up six months later, calmly.
She cried, and said she was nervous and blanked.
Maybe. Maybe not 🤷
But I learned something either way.
Sacrifice without communication creates invisible resentment.
Tell people what you are carrying for them. Not to guilt trip them. But because silence makes martyrs, and martyrs make bitter people.
This same dynamic shows up in dating every day.
You’re playing the provider or the supporter in silence, while your partner thinks you're just an oil money that never runs dry.
Stop accepting the bare minimum of gratitude. If they don't see the sacrifice, they won't value the person making it.
Has someone ever made you feel invisible in a relationship after everything you did for them?
Let’s talk below.👇
Take your card number and starting from the second-to-last digit, double every second digit moving left. If doubling a digit produces a number greater than nine, subtract nine from the result. Then add all the digits together, the doubled ones and the untouched ones. If the total is divisible by ten, the number is valid. If it isn’t, the number is mathematically impossible as a card number and the form rejects it on the spot.
This is the Luhn algorithm written in 1954 by a computer scientist at IBM named Hans Peter Luhn. It still runs inside every payment form on the internet today. And it turns out that valid card numbers are not random. They follow this mathematical rule, and any number that breaks it is immediately disqualified without ever touching a bank’s systems. No server contacted. No database checked. No network request made. The validation happens entirely on your device, in milliseconds.
The first six digits do additional work before the Luhn check even runs. They are called the Issuer Identification Number; the first digit identifies the card network (4 means Visa, 5 means Mastercard, 3 means Amex), and the following digits identify the specific bank that issued the card. This is why payment forms show you the Visa or Mastercard logo the moment you type the first digit. No server needed. The network is encoded in the number itself.
The last digit of every card number is called the check digit it exists for no other purpose than to make the entire number pass the Luhn algorithm. When a bank generates a new card number, it calculates what the last digit must be to make the sequence valid, then stamps it on the card. It is a built-in mathematical fingerprint.
From Day 1 of marriage , one of my close friends started sending 250,000 every month to his parents.
No excuses. No delays.
Parents lived in a small town. Simple life. No demands.
8 years passed.24 million sent. My friend always thought, “At least they are comfortable.”
In 2024, his father passed away suddenly. While arranging documents, his mother handed him a bank passbook.
Balance: 29.5 million. Every everything he sent… was saved. Plus earned interest.
Inside the passbook, there was a small folded note.
“For your children’s future. – Papa”
My friend thought he was supporting them. They were silently building his safety net.
Moral:Parents never stop being parents.
There's something we do in this part of the world that I greatly detest. When someone does something terrible to another person, we start begging the one who was wronged to forgive, instead of allowing law to take its course. I can understand when the act is a mistake. But when someone deliberately assaults, malign or attacks another person, there shouldn't be any form of begging.
I'm still angry at the fact that the guy, who was falsely accused of rape, yielded to accepting the apology of the false accusers due to pressure from "elders"
In 2021, I was robbed by two guys on a bike in front of Fresh FM, Ibadan. Unknown to me, they were three and they had dropped the third person a few meters away to act as their lookout. As soon as they got my phone and my recording lights, they sped off.
One of Yinka Ayefele's security men, Ọ̀bẹ́kẹ́, caught a glimpse of it. While I drove and pursued the people who robbed me, they had apprehended the third guy who was on foot. We took him to Felele Police station and my properties were recovered. They then asked if I was interested in charging him to court. I answered in the affirmative. Some people started begging me and telling me "Since God has brought your property back to you, you should just let it go and leave him to God" but I didn't yield. I made sure that he was charged to court and I went till he was sentenced.
If you set out to harm people, you must be ready to face the consequences.