The only thing on my birthday wishlist is that everyone establish a strong relationship with Christ. He is the way, the truth and the life and in him there is no iota of darkness.
My Advice to younger generations: Do not do HND even if they offer you free admission.
HND will mess up with your career. Trust me, I'm speaking from painfull experience.
Do you ever hear about a place and feel like you’ve been there before but you can’t remember when, only to remember that you’ve not actually been there before but you’ve read about that said place in a book so much that it felt like you experienced the place in real life?
The book isn’t complete if they don’t sprinkle -Jollof rice, Ogi, Akara, Some half baked Yoruba or Ibo words, Lagos traffic etc - in different chapters.
Join the good community at our potluck on the 30th of this month for a timeeeee! Our people do be having a time of their lives, ask around. 😉
Admissions is free, but you need to register.
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If you know any young person that wrote JAMB(UTME) this year and scored upto 220...tell him/her to apply for Mastercard Foundation scholarship at Pan-Atlantic University! Deadline is May 22nd!
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Resharing, someone needs it.
I got pregnant in the first year of my PhD, gave birth and resumed it 3 months later, with a small sejour in a psychiatric hospital with postnatal psychosis. I was living in Sheffield then.
I had to hire a nanny.
My son would wake up at 5 AM. I would patiently wait for the nanny till 10, delegate my overactive, joyful son to her, then walk out of the house like a normal person, stop for a coffee at Starbucks, then go to ‘my’ room in the building designated for PhD students (I was the only one in sociology), sleep on the chair for an hour and then work on my PhD till 3 or 4, having the best time in my life before turning back into a mum.
Those were genuinely some of the best years of my life.