Everyone has their camp experiences when they go....these are my tales.Enjoy....
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So, at exactly 8:00 in the night, I arrived Magaji Dan Yanusa Camp in Keffi. The journey down from Lagos was much fun, as we were all going to the same place. The soldiers were already boring us with tales of how we were there to "chop" government food and "collect" government money right from the gate.

The registration crew was closed for the day, so we just went for mattresses and hostels. Every of the girls in our bus stayed in the same hostel (we later splited though).

We were all always together till we were shared into platoons *which was after registration the next day* Even after that sef, some of us still stuck together.

I had these 2 amazing ladies as friends - they had the nicest kind of maturity I had ever seen (Mojisola & Chinenye) - and i loved my camp experience with them.

I met a whole bunch of others as well - good, bad, ugly, nice, shy, crazy, interesting, and my "quarter guard" team - those guys were A-MA-ZING!!! *its painful I won't be with them next year on passing out*

I also had these wonderful set of friends, whose company i cherished much - Oma, Sam, Ope, Abubakar, and Matthias. We always had meaningful things to talk about (btw, sam na gehl oh! looool).

I had my own doc. (Lanre), and met a few other cute ones *wink*, and some others with beautiful names *one beauty called "Deji" and a guy called "Alaanuloluwa"

My platoon was filled with all kinds of people - was proud to be a part of them- and we had the best couple of platoon commanders on camp (Obozua & Ibrahim).

I met stalkers *God help me* and cuties - John, Aminu, jvic, Galahard, Tiza, Shobok, Michael 1 & 2, Chioma, Osa (cartoon face), Lucia...and one soldier like that *winks again* can't really remember all of their names now *flees* loooool!!!

I was able to participate in ever memorable activities - volleyball, Quarterguard (especially this). I loved the morning execises ( I do lik e this; I balance well!!!)

Camp was basically fun sha...except the part where i have to listen to the bugle cry (hated the sound of that thing) and definately the "fire alarm" (that thing gave me the worst type of catarrh ever).

I met 2 lovely natives - Joy and Comfort. Joy asks "aunty can i be your friend?" and it felt so good! Comfort was the most honest and loyal one i had ever met. God bless those kids..

Lemme add that i enjoyed every spot i dined at in mami...and i met the worst type of network ever!

And then, my voice left me before camp ended and came back on the day it ended.
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Okay, not until recently, if I was told. by anyone that my folks knew people, i would have denied it.

I was redeployed!!!! To Ondo State!!!! and caught unawares too!!!! I just give glory to God for the lovely experience in Nas (I tushed the name to my taste :D).

P.S: Mojisola won Miss Big Bold and Beautiful.....#proudfriend!!!# (me sef dey famz...iss nor easy, lool).

P.P.S: m currently in Akure....going home soon.

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Okay, I was posted to Nasarawa!. And yes, I didn't believe it either.
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I haven't always had that luck when it comes to "legging" something so you could get what you wanted. I heard it from two different people before i even got to the notice board to check for myself. Seeing "NS" got me tears, but i had to conceal those with my shades (big girls don't cry).

Then I started hearing different nice comments about the place, and I hope I find it that way. What got me scared was the fact that it was an Hausa state, and another bother was the other fact I heard the sun there was terrible, and I love my complexion too much to lose it to that kind of sun.

I tried wrapping my head around it, and in the end I got settled with a thought: The moment we went for the initial NYSC Orientation in my school and the Chairman for the Osun State NYSC (one lovely woman like that) was talking about teaching being the only approved job for corpers starting from this year, I immediately felt a connection to the kids I hadn't seen or didn't even know where they resided (our letters weren't ready at the time).

I'm a pretty shy person, and standing in front of a crowd is my disaster button, but I was sort of looking forward to teaching than anything else. I hope I don't change my mind though, but she mentioned the reason for approving only teaching to be because we needed groomed leaders from the scratch. It would be a great impact on the country if kids were nutritiously educated of their various values as individuals and their contributions to making their nation better from a young age. We want Nigeria to be better, it begins with us.

I had various questions and suggestions of redeployment, but in the end, those suggestions were just too uncomfortable for me. I wan't to be an original at least for that one year in that place, and I'm pretty sure I'll leave there knowing that I didn't waste my stay. The Lord is my security, and I'm positive He'll see me through it all. He knows why I was posted there, and He knows how I'll survive and change lives over there too.

I'm just going to thank him, and keep on living and believing. I'm God's own Child.
***Certified***

P.S: Please guys, I need ideas on nice Sunscreen products that you know I can get. I really want to maintain my complexion....thanks!

P.P.S: I might not be constant with blogging anymore, due to the fact that I cant take my laptop over there, but I'll try as much as possible to blog from my phone. I leave for Keffi on Tuesday. Bye guys..

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I will always appreciate your visits and comments. Thank You.
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My post today is dedicated to Madam Sheila Solarin, the co-founder of my Alma mater (Mayflower School, Ikenne), who died at 88 on Sunday the 21st, 2012. She was humble kind and soothing. She was a great woman and a mother to all.

I remember taking essay lessons with her on weekends even when Rosa (her dog) might always get in the way. Today, I can proudly say I've been taught by the best English teacher ever. And like Corin (her daughter) said, "I cannot summarize her life and times in words. She was a good, kind-hearted and humane personality." 

May her soul rest in peace.

We'll miss you, Ma. Farewell!
***Ogunnupebi Oluwadamilola, S/N 15959, G4up, SS3 Brown***
Proud!!!


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Thank you all for visiting and leaving your comments. Without them and you, this blog will be invisible. This is the other part of the story. I hope it's worth the wait....Much Love!
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....Almost all of them (even all of them sef) kept pining and going on about the fact that I was a rare beauty.
And how they'll be honored to hold my hands in public.
To shake me,
Or even talk to me.
Trust me, I tried convincing them I was just like them;
They just wouldn't believe me.
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One of them -- *Dexter -- even wrote me two whole poems!
Could you imagine?
That was sweet;
I loved poems; and he had found out somehow,
But it was just filled with the same old stories from *Dylan, *Ryan,*Brian and the rest.
It was overwhelming.

I decided to just wait.
I took sometime to think on how to go on this journey.
I had to;
It was the only part of my life where I shared and expressed feelings with someone else.
And that department needed organizing.
It needed some amount of focus.
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I had resolved to look for "different" instead of "perfect".
Perfect was boring.
I had finally found my own way, and had decided my "preference".
I just waited;
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I blocked my ears from the overwhelming stories and their tellers.
I was calm.
Told myself not to try rushing.
That it was going to be alright.
That I would do just fine.
Afterall, if I didn't console myself,
Who would?
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Then, just like finding water in a desert,
I found him.
He was himself.
Calm and hilarious at the same time.
He had numerous other reasons for wanting to be with me.
He was a thinker.
A natural.
His creator was his highest concern; just like me.
He wasn't a bore like I was.
I always looked forward to talking with him.
We had meaningful and productive conversations.
We flowed.
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He wasn't all I wanted;
Which made him all I needed.
Still, I had found him.
I was more than happy.
But I always had it at the back of my mind that two things could happen to a relationship;
It either ended after some time,
Or it lasted forever.
For now I didn't care which of them was going to happen to mine.
Till whenever;
I was going to enjoy it and be just glad.

With this special discovery, I had conquered all my worries.
I had found my different.
My perfect.
I had found *Joey.
I had found my me.
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P.S -- Asterisked names are fictitious. they are not related to anyone in particular.

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I know I haven't been on here in a while....So sorry. Will try as much as possible to be here! I hope you enjoy this.....
Love!
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I had waited long enough for "a reason to be with someone",
I had finally found a reason to (or I thought I did).
Then again, I realized I had only found a "reason to be with someone",
Not a "reason for picking a person" or even think about it.
Now I'm back where I started.
Having determined the reason I should be in a relationship,
I waited endlessly for that one person.
It seemed to be taking a lifetime, but then,
I still consoled myself that sometimes being single frees you of some "worries".


I'm who people will get surprised at, when they hear I'm single;
These same people never cared to think of what went through my mind when they mentioned that or expressed their surprise(s).
Even my parents were beginning to think I had no "ori oko" (husband's head), *lol*
Little did they know that I had become skeptical when it came to choosing that "bobo".
A girl has preferences, you know...:)
My cousins and part of my extended family didn't even bother to wonder why I never talk about the other sex;
They already had it registered in their minds that I had a lot of them at my beck and call.
Of course I did;
But I'm a keeper, not a user.


And yes, I do have a name: DEANNA BABARINDE.
I had had my share of "bobos", and it was for numerous short periods of time
But at a point,
I wanted to experience what a "real relationship" felt like.
Of course I had my wish -- which was when I found a reason to be with someone -- but little did I know,
I had focused too much on that;
Rather than who I'm be-ing with.
I had it for over 2 years,
And in the end,couldn't pin-point something meaningful out of it.
Even the numerous short periods had records and could still find a place in my heart.
I had to accept the fact that *Mitchell was just a farce in my life.
It never really happened.


While revising these events and the toll they had taken in my life, a thought struck me:
....to be continued.


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