MissO is my alter-ego; the person I really am but afraid to be. I write to escape. I write to be free. But above all, I write to be me... www.thesocialdeviant.com
Is there a legitimate business idea that will take a million naira or less and yield a profit within 6 months and continue to yield profit afterwards? Is it any different from the usual things people sell—fashion, skin care, hair, food, e.t.c.?
What is it about revenge that feels so good? What goes on in a woman’s mind when she’s rejected or mistreated by a man that she loves dearly? What kinds of things can a scorned woman do to the guy in question? When does love turn to hate?
“It was my first day in the university, and I was to spend my first night in the hostel. I went to bed and I wet the bed. I was on the top bunk. The girl who was sleeping in the bunk below woke me up and she just said to me that I needed to wake up.”
I was having a very mushy, loving, soaking-with-cheese conversation with my boyfriend one morning; the…
I unfolded my legs from under me, and jumped down from my perch on the top bunk. My ‘bunkie’ and I had put money together to rug the floor in our corner, so I landed almost soundlessly on the ground.