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10. Ain't Fate a Movie Director?
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The orientation went by as imagined, "Tourism and it's Upcoming Effect on the Nigerian Economy" and what have you. Celebrity Boredom sure did more than hugging and signing of autographs, he handed out free tickets to his slumber show.
The speakers sounded so motivational like that book seller selling books on how to get rich overnight, after which he goes in to take water and hardtack bread. In plain tongue, talking the talking, while the walking was left for "Whom it may Concern".
As much as I would love to sleep, I found myself sleep deprived...well that's me, I cannot sleep in public gatherings or anything be it in the class no matter how much I try.
Well, what else to do than to jot down things five pages long while I enjoy the drama between Thelma and Hillary. Thelma would poke Hillary and she would turn back to see my reaction, I would just chuckle and watch Hillary whine
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The Variable Life of Sam 12. #Sweet_Talked
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