Victor Ugochukwu Okonkwo @victorugochukwu

About two days ago, I went online to search for shoes that would match my corporate wear. I searched and searched but couldn't find any that fit. Finally, I came across a design that I liked, but the price was much higher than I expected. I wasn’t sure if I could trust the online pictures, so I wanted to see the shoes in person before making a purchase.

I decided to visit the market instead. After wandering around, I still couldn't find the shoes. Unfortunately, I couldn't find the same design, so I eventually came home empty-handed.
After some thought about how to present myself neatly for the occasion, I remembered my old shoes. The leather was still in good condition, but the soles were worn out. I had the idea to search for new shoe soles and footers in the market.

After getting redirected several times, I finally found a shop that sold what I needed. To my surprise, the price was very low, especially for a foreign shoe sole. This made me really happy!

I took the soles home and gave them to a shoe mender. After he worked on them, my old shoes looked great again.
But it wasn't perfect, and just so you are confused, my last story was what I did next, I went and bough new shoes

was in the market yesterday trying to find a good pair of shoes for a class presentation that was scheduled to take place the next day. I had budgeted a particular amount, hoping it would get me the perfect design I wanted. However, when I began asking around, the first seller I encountered quoted me an outrageous price for a pair of shoes.

I left that shop and moved on to another, but after visiting five shops, I found that the prices were consistently hilariously high. Frustrated, I decided to leave the area and ventured to the end of the market. It was there that I finally came across a seller who significantly reduced the price—offering a pair for just 1,000 pounds less than what I had seen elsewhere.

I bought the shoes, but I was still surprised. I thought it was only these online vendors who deceitfully added their own assumed amounts to the real price of shoes. I didn’t realize that the actual market also sold them for such high prices. Although it was the exact design I had in mind, I wasn’t expecting it to cost that much. Thank God my budget was able to cover it.

Today, I wanted some alone time and decided not to open my door to any visitors, not just any visitors, but especially some of my neighbors who tend to bug people. I wanted to stay indoors, avoid distractions, and simply rest. The day before had stressed me out completely, leaving me tense and exhausted, so I locked my door.

When my neighbors knocked, I explained my plan to stay indoors, and they actually respected it except for this one annoying neighbor named King. He always manages to disturb me, refusing to give me a moment of peace. He kept banging on the door until I finally opened it, and then he just took over my bed! I ended up not having the alone time I wanted and instead spent it outside talking with him.

He managed to spoil my plans, he truly succeeded. As I write this, I’m realizing just how much this guy can disrupt my life. Despite that, he’s my very good friend, and I respect him for it. In the end, I actually had a good day. I hadn’t anticipated having any fun, as I just wanted some alone time, which would have been perfect for me. Still, the fun day turned out to be enjoyable in its own way.

Most times, I wonder about how women behave and the complexities of their attitudes. I had gone to a particular cyber café to have my work printed, and I noticed a girl staring at me. She held her gaze for almost ten straight minutes, and I wouldn’t react; I wouldn’t even look her in the eye. I felt unsettled by how someone—a grown, disciplined person—could stare for that long.

I tried to ignore her until she raised her hands and, honestly, it wasn’t anything important that warranted annoyance. Yet, she became irritated with me and started raising her voice. It was as if she was trying hard to get my attention, but I still didn’t acknowledge her. I finished what I needed to do and left immediately without even looking back. Some girls can be very deceptive.

Even aside from this, I often pray for the ability to understand the complex behaviors of girls. Many times, my female friends can become upset over the slightest things, yet they won’t talk about it. I know these issues need to be addressed, but since I lack the skills to interpret their subtle cues and body language, I find it difficult to grasp what's really going on

Today, I visited my old roommate before heading back to my school hostel, carrying my last belongings. Just when I thought everything was fine, I tripped on a stone and fell hard. 😞

I landed on a rock that jolted my whole body. When I got up and dusted myself off, I felt a wave of panic—my phone! 📱

I pulled it out of my pocket, only to find the back of my iPhone 12 Pro Max cracked! I couldn't believe it. The screen was okay, but that crack looked painful. 💔

Such a disappointing turn of events, and it felt like it would ruin my whole week. Anyone else had a day go from good to bad in an instant.

After the fall, I walked back to my hostel, feeling pretty down about my iPhone 12 Pro Max. 😞 I had barely had it for two weeks after upgrading from an iPhone 8, and now it was already damaged!

I hadn't even gotten to enjoy that 'new phone' feeling. But hey, what can you do? If I find the money to fix it, great. If not, I guess I'll just have to live with it. A cracked back won't kill me!

I've been noticing my neighbor for quite some time now. For nearly two weeks, he’s been wearing these same shorts, day in and day out. He’s a good friend, and I’ve tried to advise him told him it would be a good idea to wash them at least once. But he just won’t do it. He wears those shorts to run errands, to the school to pick up things, and even to meet his lecturer. It seems like there’s nothing he hasn’t done while wearing them, and the fact that he hasn’t washed them still amazes me.

It makes me reflect on the kind of people we’re fostering in this community. What values are we instilling in one another? It saddens me to see individuals, particularly younger ones, who don’t prioritize hygiene or personal maintenance. It feels like there’s a lack of awareness or appreciation for self-care, and I can’t help but wonder how this affects the community as a whole. Sometimes, it’s these small habits that reveal so much about a person’s values and upbringing.

There’s a saying that men are dirty, and while I’ve always found that hard to believe, this particular guy is testing my patience. I’ve tried to advise him countless times because we’re close friends, but he just wouldn’t budge. It’s like he has this attachment to those same green shorts that he wears day in and day out morning, afternoon, and night.

Honestly, if you happen to see any guy walking around in green shorts, it might just be him. If you do, feel free to call out to him and ask if his name is Kingsley. He could very well be the one I’m talking about. I just wish he’d realize how off-putting this is and take the simple step of washing his clothes. It’s baffling and a little concerning, especially seeing how it reflects on personal care and hygiene. It's a reminder of how important it is to take pride in ourselves and our appearance, not just for our sake but for those around us as well.

My dad loved listening to the radio, but ever since the last one got damaged, he hadn’t replaced it. With so many necessities competing for money, and the rising cost of everything, buying a new radio just wasn’t a priority for him.

So on the last day, I decided to surprise him. I went out and purchased a quality radio, one that I hoped he would love. Despite our family’s habit of keeping things low-key—my dad isn’t one for big birthday celebrations—I thought this would be a perfect way to show him a little appreciation for all the sacrifices he makes to provide for us, his children.

When I presented my gift, a brand-new radio, you wouldn't believe the joy on his face. He was so taken aback, his eyes lighting up with disbelief and excitement. He examined the radio carefully, then looked at me and smiled. It was a moment filled with gratitude and warmth, a reminder of how much he valued even the simplest gestures of love.

The next morning, we were greeted with the heartwarming slow hymes from the popular 92.5 dream FM. These songs formed our childhood and I was glad that I had bought the radio despite the large cost.

It had been a long time since I played football. I used to enjoy football when I was back in the village, before I entered university. But now that I’m in university and living in the city, I feel like playing football is somewhat of a village thing or a wild activity. I’m not trying to ridicule the sport—it's actually enjoyable and very entertaining. It’s just that, you know, the city vibes and everything.

When I return to the village for holidays, I don’t really fancy playing on the dusty fields and grounds; it just feels out of place for me. However, I decided to put aside my fancy city-boy attitude and participate in the community game event. I hadn't realized how much I had lost in terms of my skills and regular playing until I started the football match. To my delight, I was pleased to take the wing position, number 11.

That was how the game started, and then we began playing. Everybody was just too fast for me. I couldn't even see the ball. The moment the ball touched my leg, it flew past me so fast that I barely saw it. We were playing, and they were scoring against our team, and I felt like I was the culprit. They always said that my wing required more action and participation, but I was just too slow.

They even planned on removing me from the game, but I wouldn’t let them. I couldn't let them ruin my confidence or cause me embarrassment. So, after the opponent scored their second goal, I decided to take off my shoes. That was when I began to recover my skills and expertise. I refused to let my city ego or whatever it was to affect my playing. I took it upon myself to push through.

With new found determination, I increased my speed and improved my skills. That was how I scored the first goal and then the second goal, too. I also made an assist pass to the 4th goal. We took the win and I was just too proud as people hailed my name.

I was live at the music show. It was my first time visiting such an event, and many things happened during the show. It was quite interesting, but some people went home saddened and in a very bad mood. I’m very glad that I came home without becoming a victim of the circumstances that surround this kind of large gathering.

Well, it was a popular musician from the Southeast who hosted a concert that had a capacity of about 20,000 people, and he sold all the tickets. The turnout was massive. People filled the seats, and even those standing in the field showed just how enormous the crowd was. I was there, witnessing everything from a good position, and I saw a lot of things unfold.

I was just staring at the stage when I noticed someone suddenly seize another person's phone. I realized that the individual whose phone was taken didn’t even know who had grabbed it from behind him. He had been holding up his phone to capture video and take pictures of the performance when it was snatched away. The shock on his face was unexplainable and i pitied him, he stood there, puzzled, as people behind him acted uninterested to what just happened.

Nobody was willing to identify the pickpocket who had taken his phone.
I thought that was just it, but it happened several times throughout the nig

When I got home and went online, I was surprised to find that many others had tweeted about the same incident, sharing their own experiences and frustrations, the thing con tire me.
So friends, whenever you attend large gatherings especially the type that host mostly the youthful population, try and keep your from away from eyesight.