Charlie✈️

Aerospace Engineer. I am a walking encyclopedia of thoughts.

[Charlie✈️ @Charlie_Blocks]

@eric_gugua Nigerians mehn😭

[Toby @TomolaGroup]

I keep coming back to this line from The Psychology of Money:

"The ability to do what you want, when you want, with who you want, for as long as you want, is priceless. It is the highest dividend money pays."

[Charlie✈️ @Charlie_Blocks]

Chineke, see shade😭

[obinna belonwu @utuhmbadikeee]

@Ugochukwu96_ Poor people sabi study business admin😂

[Kagan @KaganTech]

It’s a new day. Yes I know it’s a “weekend” and you are supposed to “rest”.

Time, weekdays, months, holidays… all of that is however a social construct.

Dear men, if you have a target and you are still not close, nobody needs to tell you, you have no business taking the weekend off!

Let’s get back to work!

[Charlie✈️ @Charlie_Blocks]

I love Breaking Bad and all oo…. But I honestly believe Hank should have died here abeg😭

The 2nd Salamanca brother could have offed him here easily if not for script

[Sor Ermeç @sor_ERMEC]

Hank bir efsaneydi . Bu zamana kadar yapılmış en kaliteli dizilerdendir …

[Charlie✈️ @Charlie_Blocks]

@Sistaliano 🤦🏽‍♂️🤦🏽‍♂️🤦🏽‍♂️

[R @RotimyRudeBoi]

You will regret it so much if you don’t put yourself first,i promise you.

[Charlie✈️ @Charlie_Blocks]

I just watched a clip of the war in Ukraine (it’s been a while since the war made mainstream media attention).

But what I saw was really shocking……

Multiple kamikaze (suicide) drones were deployed to unalive the foot soldiers.

Imagine being in the infantry 😭

[Charlie✈️ @Charlie_Blocks]

@eurofootcom This is too funny😂😂😂

[Adegboyega⭕️ @s_otolorin]

Guys, sometimes I feel like life has been moving too fast for me, and I’m only just beginning to realise it.

I finished primary school at 10, graduated from secondary school at 16, and got admission into university just ONE WEEK after graduating.

I attended Christhill College, and honestly, the whole university process started moving so quickly while I was still in secondary school.

During my SS3, I was already preparing for JAMB, NECO and WAEC, and my parents were asking me which university I wanted to attend. There was so much pressure to move on to the next stage that I barely had time to process anything. Before I knew it, I had gained admission and was heading straight into university.

University life was a completely different experience because I was still a teenager, and suddenly, I had to navigate a new environment, responsibilities, and expectations. Things weren’t always easy, and I had to put in a lot of effort to graduate successfully. Alhamdulillah, I graduated at 19, and I’m genuinely grateful that everything worked out.

But guys, imagine graduating from university at 19 and starting NYSC at 20. Sometimes, I sit down and wonder if I’ve been rushing through life without giving myself enough time to grow.

Don’t get me wrong; I’m proud of how far I’ve come. But sometimes, I wish I had taken more time to explore myself, learn new skills, discover my interests, and figure out what I really wanted before moving straight from secondary school into university.

Now, I sometimes overthink my future. Will I make it? Will I become the person I dream of becoming? Will things eventually work out for me? There are so many things I want to achieve, but sometimes I feel like I haven’t had enough time to prepare myself for the life I’m trying to build.

Thankfully, people constantly remind me that I’m still young and have so much time ahead of me. And honestly, they’re right. There’s still so much to learn, experience, and accomplish.

I think one thing people don’t talk about enough is how being academically ahead doesn’t necessarily mean you’re personally ready for everything life throws at you. You can finish school early and still need time to discover yourself. You can achieve so much at a young age and still feel uncertain about what comes next.

I’m proud of myself for finishing school early, but I also want to give myself permission to grow at my own pace. I don’t want to spend the rest of my life worrying about whether I’m doing enough or becoming someone fast enough. I want to enjoy the process, learn new things, build myself, and trust that I still have time.

[Opeyemi Famakin @OpeFoodCritic]

Quit today, you were not created to succeed. You will fail and the world needs failures like you to balance shit out

[Charlie✈️ @Charlie_Blocks]

@Hoodville_ @Wizarab10 Nahhh bro💀😂

[Charlie✈️ @Charlie_Blocks]

@slimsuki_ Hmmmm

[Charlie✈️ @Charlie_Blocks]

@chillgaai_ @DanielRegha @TrendingEx The guy is just genuinely foolish

[𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑮𝑬𝑵𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑳 𝑺𝑵𝑶𝑾 🇨🇮 @GeneralSnow_]

The PDP Convention That Birthed the Monster in Wike.

To understand the bitterness between
Wike and the PDP, you have to go back to May 2022, when the party held its presidential primary in Abuja. That was the convention many would later point to as the moment the monster in Wike was birthed.

Wike arrived at the convention full of energy and confidence. He believed he had a genuine chance of becoming the PDP’s presidential candidate, and he had supporters behind him. At the convention, he declared that whoever emerged as the party’s candidate would receive his support. All the aspirants were given the opportunity to make their submissions and appeal to the delegates before voting began.

Then came the turning point.

Just before voting, Aminu Tambuwal, the then governor of Sokoto State, announced that he was stepping down from the presidential race in favour of Atiku Abubakar. But he did not merely withdraw and ask his own supporters to vote for Atiku. He went further, urging the delegates generally to vote for Atiku.

That was where the controversy began.

The other aspirants were not brought back to the podium to respond to Tambuwal’s intervention. Wike, who had already addressed the delegates and told them to support whoever emerged as the party’s candidate, was not given the same opportunity to return to the stage and make a fresh appeal for votes after the entire situation had changed. Tambuwal had effectively introduced a new political calculation at the very moment voting was about to begin, without the other candidates having an equivalent opportunity to respond. Wike himself later argued that allowing Tambuwal to speak a second time violated the convention’s procedures.

Think about it. Wike could have returned to the podium and said, “Hold on! I am still in this race. Tambuwal has made his decision, but I am asking you to vote for me. Do not let anybody decide your choice for you.” He could have made his own final appeal to the delegates, reminding them of his record, his campaign and the reasons they should choose him.

But that opportunity never came.

Instead, the convention proceeded to voting, and Atiku emerged with 371 votes while Wike polled 237.

From Wike’s perspective, this was not simply a case of losing an election. It was a case of being denied what he considered a fair opportunity to compete after the rules of engagement appeared to have changed at the last minute.

And this is where the politics of the North enters the story. The contest had exposed the power of northern political alliances and the influence of influential party figures in determining the direction of the primary. Wike, a southern aspirant who had invested heavily in his campaign, was left to contend with a last minute alignment that favoured Atiku. Whether the party intended to disadvantage him or not, the outcome left him feeling that the political game had been played against him.

The wound went deeper when the party leadership subsequently praised Tambuwal for his role in Atiku’s emergence. Wike publicly questioned the process and accused the national chairman, Iyorchia Ayu, of manipulating the primary to prevent him from winning. Those were Wike’s allegations, but they reveal just how deeply he felt betrayed.

That was how the PDP birthed the monster in Wike.
He became one of the party’s most formidable internal opponents.
The bitterness that followed was not confined to Tambuwal. It extended to Atiku, Ayu and other figures associated with the party’s leadership and the decisions surrounding the primary.

The irony is striking. Wike had pledged to support the eventual winner, but the circumstances surrounding that winner’s emergence left him unwilling to accept the outcome quietly.

The lesson is that political defeats can be accepted, but a defeat perceived as an act of betrayal can produce consequences far beyond the ballot.

-General Snow

[Charlie✈️ @Charlie_Blocks]

@ndukaomeife https://t.co/jRXWwdHw0P

[Charlie✈️ @Charlie_Blocks]

Amazing story honestly sir.

I still believe the NYSC scheme is really one of the best means of National integration because almost everyone can relate to it in one way or the other.

I’m currently rounding up my service in 2026 and earning 77k from the federal government😅.

[Charlie✈️ @Charlie_Blocks]

Amazing story honestly sir.

I still believe the NYSC scheme is really one of the best means of National integration because almost everyone can relate to it in one way or the other.

I’m currently rounding up my service in 2026 and earning 77k from the federal government😅.

[nduka omeife @ndukaomeife]

I served in 1998. While my fellow corpers were collecting ₦200 monthly as government alawee, I was earning ₦12,000 a month!

But before you celebrate my good fortune, let me tell you something.

I was once the hungry corper other people had to feed.

Here is my story. ❤️🙏🏿

After NYSC camp, I was rejected at my place of primary assignment.

I eventually found an office where the MD told me plainly:

“I don't have money to pay a corper.”

Something within me said, “Work for her anyway.”

So I stayed.

One day, I accompanied her to a marketing event at Oba during the Pope's visit to Nigeria in March, 1998. There, I met Mr Charles Iloegbunam of Cowbell and introduced myself as an artist.

Meanwhile, a senior corper named Lanre had given me somewhere to stay opposite Dennis Memorial Grammar School (DMGS), Onitsha.

Every evening, we gathered at the school to gist.

One evening, a senior corper began teaching us the secrets of surviving on ₦200.

“Don't eat fish. Don't eat meat. If you need protein, buy crayfish!”

Everyone listened attentively.

Then I interrupted.

“My own corper will eat fish, eat meat, buy a colour television, buy a video player and live in a flat!”

The whole place erupted in laughter! 😂😂

“See this one! You don't even have a place of primary assignment, and you're dreaming of television!”

But I stood my ground.

Then something extraordinary happened.

One day, my madam sent me to a motherless babies' home in Onitsha.

As the children gathered around me, I felt a strong prompting within:

“Give them all the money on you. Before the end of today, I will make you the richest corper.”

I checked my pocket.

₦130!

That was practically everything I had.

Me? The same hungry corper people were feeding?

Nevertheless, I gave the money.

At about 4 p.m. that same day, Mr Charles Iloegbunam walked into our office.

“Where is Nduka? You're going to Lagos tomorrow. There's a job for you at Cowbell. See me in the morning for your transport fare.”

He gave me ₦3,000!

By May 1998, I resumed at Wonderfoods, now Promasidor, earning a full salary of ₦12,000 monthly.

From a hungry, homeless corper to earning 60 TIMES the government alawee!

Interestingly, I never collected a dime of my federal allowance.

The NYSC State Director even challenged me:

“Even if you are Abacha's son, why wouldn't you collect your alawee?”

But the most beautiful part of this story is not the ₦12,000.

It is what happened afterwards.

Two wonderful men, Nathaniel Iwomi and Tom Amidu, had given me food and shelter when I was hungry and homeless.

I never forgot their kindness.

When my situation changed, I decided that other corpers would not go hungry around me.

At the DMGS corpers' lodge, I began providing about 80% of the food we cooked and all the milk we drank, so other corpers could come and eat.

The corper who once depended on others for food had become the one feeding others. ❤️

That experience taught me something I have carried throughout my life:

Never allow your present hunger to put a ceiling on your future.

Your present condition is not your final destination.

And when God changes your story, don't forget those who stood by you when you had nothing.

Success is beautiful. But success that lifts others is even more beautiful.

That was my NYSC experience in 1998.

What year did you serve, and how much was your alawee? ❤️🙏🏿

[Charlie✈️ @Charlie_Blocks]

@instablog9ja Hmmmm, what a sad incident for real

Just waiting for what my Nigeria brothers will interpreted this as😗

[YOM🗣️ @ThaBoyYom]

A response.

[Charlie✈️ @Charlie_Blocks]

@Bond_not_james My own is how did OS price get to 150k😭, the market is broken mehn