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A man was exploring caves by the seashore. In one of the caves he found a canvas bag with a bunch of hardened clay balls. It was like someone had rolled clay balls and left them out in the sun to bake. They didn’t look like much, but they intrigued the man, so he took the bag out of the cave with him. As he strolled along the beach, he would throw the clay balls one at a time out into the ocean as far as he could. He thought little about it, until he dropped one of the clay balls and it cracked open on a rock. Inside was a beautiful, precious stone!


At about 12noon today, i got back from Accra where i spent the weekend with my hubby to celebrate my 30th birthday. Though short, i enjoyed every bit of my stay. You want the details of my stay? See me personally 🙂

On Friday, I had a party with my colleagues in the office, we ate, watched comedy, they said some things about me and we danced.

Here’s a sample of the steps i displayed on Friday:


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On Saturday 19th April, i wrote my final paper for my Masters in Managerial Psychology. It was a day I had longed for for a very long time. It was more than a heavy load off my shoulders. Thoughts of “dropping out” had come to my mind a couple of times during the course but i was able to finish strong.

Lest i forget, i’ve seen the results of most of the exams i wrote in the first two semesters and they were good. I really thank God i didn’t back out.


Here’s one joke to start the week with…..

An 18 year-old girl tells her Mom that she has missed her period for two months. Very worried, the mother goes to the drugstore and buys a pregnancy kit. The test result shows that the girl is pregnant. Shouting, cursing, crying, the mother says, “Who was the pig that did this to you? I want to know!” The girl picks up the phone and makes a call.


On 26th April, 1978, a bouncing baby girl was born to Dr & Mrs Ogunsusi in UCH, Ibadan. A very interesting incident characterised that day. I was a very chubby and big baby; i was so big that my mum passed out for 3 days after she gave birth to me. By the third day when she was still unconscious, she was already taken for dead and the death certificates and documents were already being filled and signed. Then, miraculously, she came round. Little wonder i was named “Temitope” which means, “my case deserves being thankful for”.