Happy Ending Stories & Experiences

After cooking some jollof rice and having fun with my friends, I decided to watch a movie. It had been a long time since I saw a movie, but I really wanted to watch Venom. Everyone said it was really good, so I was excited!

When I started watching, I liked it a lot! There was a lot of action, and Venom was a cool character. I laughed and cheered during the fun parts.

But at the end part of the movie, something sad happened, and it made me feel a little down. It seemed like the main character was in trouble, but I remembered that there will be another movie soon. So I felt better because I knew he wasn’t really gone.

As Christmas is coming, I want to wish everyone a happy celebration! I hope you all have lots of fun and make great memories with your family and friends!

I am a good cook, and everyone who has had a bite of my food can testify to this. However, yesterday, when my friends came over, we had plans to go to the market together. The idea was to enjoy some quality time while we prepared delicious dishes as friends—it was supposed to be a fun outing.

Before we headed out, I decided to whip up a quick dish of jollof rice. Since I was in a hurry, I didn’t follow my usual meticulous cooking methods. In fact, we all expected the rice wouldn’t turn out well, especially since I was skipping many of the usual ingredients and condiments.

But when I finished cooking and the water in the rice dried out, I served it on plates, and to my surprise, it was even better than the rice usually make with all the proper ingredients! The taste was rich and delightful, catching everyone off guard. My friends couldn't believe it as they chanted praises.
I knew that the food coming out that way was only a mere luck😀 but who will leak the secret?

Our end-of-year party on Friday was amazing. Everyone in the compound contributed at least ₦1,000 to make it happen. When the DJ arrived, some of the stronger guys helped unload the big speakers; one of them got a minor injury, but it wasn't serious.

We started the night with a prayer, setting a good tone for the evening. The party had eating, dancing, and even rapping competitions, keeping everyone entertained. It was the most fun I'd had in a long time.

Dinner was a delicious serving of yam and egg sauce, which everyone enjoyed in high spirits. I decided to call it a night around midnight, thinking the dancing might get a bit too wild for me.

Throughout the party, I had a great time watching others dance to Amapiano and other popular songs. Although I didn't have the energy to join in, being part of the lively atmosphere was more than enough for me.

I had spent the whole day packing, something I hadn’t done for such a long trip in over six months. Finally, the day I’d been waiting for had come. As I sorted through my things, my friend arrived later in the morning. She brought pap along with her, and we quickly enjoyed it with fried potatoes and some rice we had lying around.

We spent the next hour catching up, talking about everything and nothing. Laughter filled the room until she eventually got tired and decided to head out. After she left, I stretched out on my bed, thinking about the trip. Before I knew it, my eyes grew heavy, and I drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up, the sunlight had already begun to fade, it was evening. I felt drained and knew I needed a little pick-me-up. I headed to the mall, hoping to grab something that would give me a burst of energy. I ended up buying a bottle of chocolate drink. It wasn’t exactly what I had in mind, but it did the trick and lifted my spirits.

With my energy back, I decided to take a slow stroll, enjoying the cool evening air. Nature felt like an old friend, comforting and familiar.
As night crept in, I made my way home, feeling both excited and nostalgic. It was time to say goodbye, for now. I promised myself that nature and I would meet again next year.

Today was the final day for the Faculty of Business Administration here at my university. A friend of mine, actually two people from that faculty invited me, but I went mainly because of this particular close friend of mine who had personally invited me two weeks earlier.

Praise had invited me two weeks ago before the main date, so I had already added it to my plans. Today, I went for the sign-out, and he was so glad to see me that he came over and gave me a warm handshake, his face lighting up with smiles as he grinned from ear to ear. We walked out together and headed to a nearby restaurant, where we enjoyed some bites to eat. After that, we returned to the school, and that's when the real fun began with the whiteboard marker contest. We wrote all sorts of silly things on people's white shirts, and it was incredibly funny.

It was an incredibly fun day, and I even made some new friends from FABSA, exchanging contacts with them. Usually, I'm an introvert, but there are moments when I find the courage to socialize—maybe it’s triggered by an event or a particular situation. When that happens, I genuinely enjoy myself. I sometimes wish I were an extrovert so I could socialize even more freely.

As the day went on, I noticed one of the beautiful ladies who was signing out. Mustering up my courage, I approached her to say hi and congratulate her on her accomplishments. To my surprise, we ended up having a pleasant conversation, and without feeling pressured, she gave me her phone number and encouraged me to call her. It was such a comfortable interaction that I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement as I walked away.

It has been a long time since I last tasted noodles, lets say it has almost gotten to a year, in fact. After my friend’s first visit, I decided we should make noodles and eat quickly. Since I didn’t have any pre-made food, I opted for noodles, which would be easier and faster to prepare.

As we got cooking, my friend went into the kitchen while I waited. She handled all the actions in the kitchen while I waited eagerly for the food to be ready, hoping to have a taste and remember what noodles were like. Although I still had a vague memory of their taste, I realized I wasn’t as fond of them anymore. I had grown tired of noodles and stopped buying them long ago.

However, after I took a bite of the noodles my friend made, I must say she could really cook! That single bite rekindled my love for noodles. So, as a matter of fact, I will be going to the market tomorrow, and I think I will add noodles to my shopping list.

Last Sunday, we held our end-of-year thanksgiving service, and it was truly a special day. Church members were asked to bring gifts to exchange at the end of the service, which added a sense of community and joy to the occasion. The atmosphere was warm and festive, filled with the spirit of gratitude and togetherness as we thanked God for the blessings of the year.

The service had a wonderful Christmas song that filled everyone with joy and excitement for the season. The acapella group sang beautifully without any instruments, and their voices really showed how talented our church members are. There was also a lively dance session that got people clapping, smiling, and moving along in their seats. But the most important part was the sermon, which reminded us why we celebrate Christmas in the first place; to honor Jesus Christ. We were reminded that while the decorations and fun are great, His life and sacrifice are the real reason for the season.

After the spiritual part of the service, we shared a meal together. There was plenty of food for everyone, and it felt like one big family gathering. We also had a fun and engaging talk show where people shared their testimonies, thoughts. We closed the service with joy as sweets were thrown into the air, bringing smiles to everyone’s faces, especially the children.

My name is Jolaoso Mosopefoluwa. In 2021 ,I was in Ss3.I had all my external examination that year.I started which GCE which ran for two weeks.This was to test how ready I am for Wasce.The result came out and I failed Physics and Chemistry.Proceeded to do mock jamb ,I got 216.Then jamb came and then the unexpected happened.I got 197.I was miserable all through the weekend.I wanted to quit doing science courses in Wasce and Neco.My good friend (Subomi)advised me and tried to console me.In no time,i got over it and faced the remaining exams.I did Neco,then wasce and i made all papers.In December 2021,i did post utme and scored 46%,i wasn't really surprised cause the jamb score didn't boost my morale.I was offered admission to study Applied Zoology since i didn't make the cut off for pharmacy.I didn't give up on my dreams so I applied for another jamb.I got 263 and proceedeed to do post utme and i got admission to study pharmacy.I was so happy and fulfiled.Currently in 300L.Dreams come through.Don't give up on your dreams .Push yourself and fight for what you desire and don't neglect prayer and fasting.You"ll have a testimony soon.Have a lovely weekend guys.

Early last two month, I was having a conversation with a good friend of mine when he revealed that he had been saving up to buy an iPhone. The price tag for his desired model was over half a million Naira, and I couldn't help but wonder how long it took him to accumulate that kind of money. He told me it took him around eight long months to save up, and he had his sights set firmly on owning an iPhone.

Curious about his motivation, I asked him why he wanted the iPhone so badly and how much he expected to earn with it. However, it seemed he didn't have a clear answer. As we talked, I began to feel that perhaps spending such a large sum on a phone wasn't the best decision for him.

I ended up convincing him to rethink his plan. Instead of putting all his hard-earned money into one expensive device, I suggested that he divide his funds into three parts. The first part would be used to buy a good-quality Android phone that could do just about everything he needed. I knew my friend wasn't involved in any shady business or high-tech scams that required top-notch apps, so a reliable Android phone would suit him just fine.

With the remaining portions of his savings, he could then invest in something else meaningful like starting a poultry farm.

After making him see reason that keeping the poultry farm for the festive season could earn him more. Currently, he has sold about half of the birds in his poultry farm and has realized already the amount he had been willing to just spend on having a phone and joining the fellow peers in showing off, which results in nothing. He has thanked me several times, and he once sent me 50,000 Naira, which is appreciable for the matter. Now he sees reason, and I think buying an iPhone is the last thing on his mind since he has discovered how recreative and lucrative a business can be.

One day, something sharp pierced the sole of my foot. At first, I thought it was just a minor wound, so I didn’t pay much attention to it. But over the next four days, the pain didn’t ease. It only grew worse, especially whenever I walked. I couldn’t understand what was causing the discomfort, so I finally decided to inspect my slippers closely to understand the source of the issue.

When I checked, I discovered a needle-like object with spikes lodged in my slippers. It had been pressing against the wound the whole time! Shocked, I quickly threw it away, but by then, the damage was already done. The wound wasn’t healing, and the area around it started to look dark and swollen. That’s when I realized it might be infected and decided it was time to visit a clinic.

At the clinic, the doctor confirmed that the wound was indeed infected. They cleaned it up thoroughly, applied some medication, and gave me instructions for treatment at home. I was also prescribed antibiotics to help fight the infection. It took about two weeks of proper care for the pain to finally subside, and I could walk normally again without limping or discomfort.

It was my first time visiting a five-star hotel. I had always heard about all this big five-star hotels from distant friends or seen them in movies, but about two days ago, I finally had the chance to go with my friends to a particular hotel. They served some exquisite French dishes and various foreign foods that I had never encountered before since wey dey born me.

Out of curiosity, I decided to try the prawns. I later learned they were actually giant crayfish, but I am sure what to call them, the name is nowhere to be rembered in my head. I went for the giant prawns, thinking they would be thick and crispy and dry like the normal crayfish, but to my surprise, they were incredibly soft and fresh with a life changing taste.

They tasted just like fried fish, but even better, and I loved every single bite of them. The accompanying stew was fantastic, seasoned perfectly with just the right amount of salt and spices. It was my first experience tasting foreign foods, and I still can’t remember what it was called, but it left a lasting impression on me.

I just remembered it's name- SHRIMPS!
I had to pay some several notes of 1k but then my greedy friends who opted for more sumptuous meals have better explaining to do.

After getting influenced by some of my friends who used perfume, I wasn't really a fan of perfume, but I think I've sprayed myself either 2 or 3 times while going to school, and I think I started developing some likeness for the scented gas.

Well, I entered the market and decided to get myself a good, well, expensive perfume. When I went to the market with my budgeted plan, I couldn't find the perfume of my taste with the expensive smell that I fantasized, the kind of scent that lasts for several weeks. But then, after wrestling through the market, shuffling and rumbling, I actually arrived at this one perfume. It had a very good scent, and the glass design was perfect. I got that for 5,700 Naira, and that's my most prized possession for now.

No one should start weighing my pockets now, I only got the perfume because I needed it and not like I didnt have problems or some other things to settle with money, its just that sometimes, one need to chase desires momentarily.

It's been a few months now, and I've been running around with my course supervisor, trying to find the best topic to present for my project defense. At first, it felt a bit hopeless. Most days, I left our meetings feeling like we hadn’t made any progress at all. I thought today would be just like the other regular day where we wouldn’t come up with anything good.

But then, something amazing happened...
.. My supervisor gave me the chance to pick a topic that I really liked, one that I thought would be fun to work on. I explained how perfect it would be for me. But at first, he didn’t agree. He said it seemed too easy and that I might need something more challenging.

Today, though, I decided to think about it differently. I added some more details to make the topic look more complex and interesting, just some twists here and there. When I presented my ideas to him again, he finally chose my topic.
I couldn't believe it, it came as a shock. Immediately I started telling some of my friends about it and how they could help me with research and ideas.
It's going to be a busy week.

The event kicked off at noon, a celebration to remember.
We celebrated Christ the King. The atmosphere was filled with excitement as we prepared to embark on a journey from our parish station, walking through some streets in demonstration before converging back for a sermon and a spirited service.

Everything was organised planned, unfolding in an aesthetic settings plus colorful decorations that celebrated the occasion.

Flower girls scattered petals along our path, their little presence added a sweet sight to the festive spirit.

A shade was set up for our priest, who accompanied us, guiding our walks and blessing the roads we took.

The walking route was lengthy, yet it felt short because we filled the journey with captivating songs and lively dances.

Along the way, I had the pleasure of meeting new friends, all united by love for the word of God and a deep appreciation for the things of Christ.
Happy Christ the King.

This particular jotter came with a gold plated edges that I use to go with classes with. People usually admired it, and I loved it myself. Often, I would prefer to go about with the book in hand rather than carry my side bag.

Then came a day when, for reasons I still don’t remember, I misplaced that book. I’ve been searching for it everywhere, scanning my surroundings with my eyes, but I couldn’t remember where I had left it or who I might have given it to. I had clearly lost it.

But then, just last week, a friend returned it to me, saying I had given it to him. I was both relieved and grateful, but I couldn't thank him enough for bringing it back.
don’t know if the book itself can’t be found on the market or if it’s just that special. I think its worth comes from the many acknowledgments I’ve received about it. Whenever someone catches a glance of that book, they can’t help but want to see it and admire it.

Beyond its looks, I also rely on it for jotting during lectures and taking down notes. That should add up more layers to its significance for me.

So, when I misplaced it, it felt like I lost a part of myself.

At 6 a.m., my alarm started ringing loudly. I had set up five different alarms, just in case. As the first one went off, I lazily turned it off, unwilling to leave my warm bed. After the second and third alarms forced me out of my daze, I finally dragged myself up, still wrapped in my blanket to fight the cold a little longer.

I knew my schedule wouldn't allow this laziness, though. The cold was biting, and I couldn’t even bring myself to take a bath. Instead, I put on my clothes, grabbed my bag, and got ready for my trip to the neighboring village. It wasn’t ideal, but I’d make up for it once the day got warmer.

Outside, the chill hit me hard, but I hurried to board a tricycle to get to the bus park. The ride was quick, and once at the park, I wasted no time paying for my trip since I already had cash with me. It seemed like the day was off to a decent start despite the cold.

As I sat in the bus, waiting for it to fill up, I noticed the tricycle driver approaching. He was holding something in his hand; my ATM card. My heart skipped for a moment as I realized I must have dropped it in his vehicle. Grateful for his honesty, I rushed out to retrieve it. Losing that card would have been disastrous, especially with my phone battery low and my plan to use the card for payments.

After thanking the driver profusely, he went on his way, and I returned to my seat in the bus. Relieved, I settled back in, feeling lucky that he found me. The events of the morning were starting to catch up with me, and before long, I found myself dozing off in the warmth of the bus, grateful that the day hadn’t turned into a disaster.

Today was the ever expected day of the catholic choir exhibition in our Campus. It took place at the Catholic Church inside our school.
We had received invitations for a long time, starting from last two months, they already had their fliers on air. They advertised it early, and many people came to enjoy the event.

I was specially invited by a dear friend who was going to showcase her amazing voice. It was such a fantastic event, no cap. We sat down in the comfortable seats provided by the sponsors. These seats were fancy and soft, much better than the usual plastic ones which fought with anything bum.

I loved everything about the exhibition, starting with the beautiful music, the joyous atmosphere that cheered happily to any melodioustwist, and even the delicious snacks that were shared. Every moment was wonderful.

We had a special church program to celebrate each member of our church. The idea was to gather together and surprise each other with gifts, and it was something I had been looking forward to for weeks. During our last Sunday service, we had all gathered to discuss the plan, and each pair of us was assigned to provide a gift for the other. I was paired with a beautiful looking girl from our congregation, and I had already decided on my gift for her.

As the day of the celebration arrived, we began with our regular church service. We sang more deeply and and joyfully to God and enjoyed the spirit of Christ's blessings in the air.

When it was finally time to exchange gifts, my heart raced. I handed over my carefully wrapped box, inside was a beautiful necklace and matching earrings. I had chosen them with love, wanting to give something special that she could wear on occasions to remind her of this day.

Then, it was her turn to give me my gift. She handed the a box to me, it wasn't wrapped and I immediately knew not to expect anything fancy, but my jaw dropped in amazement when I opened it. It was a designer watch, Hublot to be precise I couldn't believe my eyes. The fact that it was the first time that I received such type of gift and it was a girl gifting me surprised me more.

I was overjoyed that I grabbed and hugged her tightly that drew attention.
She was also happy with her marching jewelries

I finished college 2014. The zeal to further my education became strong (the spirit was willing but the pocket digodi very weak), I've always had passion for education. Sadly, I spent two years at home.

2016, I wrote my first jamb exam and scored an aggregate of 245. Of course I smashed my utme questions and luckily for me was able secure admission into MOUAU. Yes, I was to study accounting; I've always wanted to be an accountant.

Days turned into weeks, at this point all I needed was to pay my acceptance fees and some other fees. I was so excited, my joy knew no bounds as I began to envisage my life as an undergraduate and soon to be 'ACCOUNTANT'😊.
The D' day arrived, with my hopes high, enthusiastically waiting to receive some funds from my parents so I can make the payment but to my utmost dismay I was disappointed.🥺

The money that was meant for me to pay for the acceptance fee was used to offset my Sister's medical bills. Saddened by the situation at hand, I did what I know best; I had to let the tears flow. It seemed like my dreams had come to a halt; my life shattered and my world pulverized. In spite of all these, I didn't lose hope.

The best I could do at the moment was to distance myself from my team(people that I wrote jamb and post utme with that later got admission). Even Though I was genuinely happy for them but I simply do not want them to constantly rub it(admission) on my face. I do not want them to remind me of my pains.🥺

Years later, I wrote another jamb after I was done with my skill acquisition program. Luckily, I secured admission into the prestigious school ABIA STATE UNIVERSITY, UTURU to study mass communication.

2023 would have been my year of graduation but Covid-19 disrupt the plan. Alas! 2024, I dropped the pen 🖊️. I'm glad things happened the way it did.

The sky is just my starting point. 🙌
There's definitely light at the end of the tunnel❤️
Delay is not DENIAL💯
Though it may TARRY, but it will surely come to pass🙏

Las las, Na who give up, Fu¢k up🥳.

Living away from your parents can be very, very hard. So when I was returning back to where I stayed alone as an independent child, I didn't return with foodstuffs and all that. I was just trying to hustle off, you know, without time. I had not much time. I was actually purchasing food until about last week when I got a surprise review from one of my siblings.

As I emptied the contents of the bag, I met about 3-4 tubers of yam, no vex say I no remember the exact number, e get why. Nothing gladdened my days as much. Can you believe that throughout this year, I have not had yam? I am very serious about it, and many will doubt this, but this is the truth.

Immediately I saw these yams, I quickly went and refilled my gas cylinder, cut the yam into pieces, and cooked a very delicious yam and beans. That day was my birthday, I couldn't lie.
As I'm writing this now, it's just one tuber leftwhich I'll be slicing up for some fresh yam and oil tomorrow mor-mor