Mazi_Omenuko:

Its not always pink and rosy. Thanks for your input, I saw your comments in the previous thread. Can't believe you read the whole thing within 3 days!

mazi can u pls paste d Link of any of ur finished works,i dnt lyk suspense dats y i read only finished works,i met dis NYSC stuff afta u were tru,read it nd luvd it.

Mazi_Omenuko:
Can't believe you read the whole thing within 3 days!

[s]_{People like this cant really appreciate the miracles of vaseline}[/s]

ITbomb:
[s]_{People like this cant really appreciate the miracles of vaseline}[/s]

you're a case study!! Nut case!!!!

stephano100:
mazi can u pls paste d Link of any of ur finished works,i dnt lyk suspense dats y i read only finished works,i met dis NYSC stuff afta u were tru,read it nd luvd it.

My first work: Diary of a Sex addict

www.nairaland.com/1163950/diary-sex-addict

Other stories are at my blog, with the address on my signature.

Danhumprey: Dabrake,great Tuskite! How far?

Omo, I dey. How you dey enjoy the unfortunate holiday?

Mazi_Omenuko:

Its not always pink and rosy. Thanks for your input, I saw your comments in the previous thread. Can't believe you read the whole thing within 3 days!

read it in approximate 24 hours. Read this in 7 hours . . . both nonstop.
We are on compulsory holiday so your story killed boredom.

BT, how do I become an active follower of your blog? I can't comment on it .

Good one..funny, most really good writers i know did science related courses in school

lol

toygod2: lol

Longest time,bro;where have you been

Hey..Hello MR ANONYMOUS. Tanks for checking on me. I av actuali been everywhere just that i need an oficial letter from Seun, begging me to come back to NL....cos im seriously been humiliated here.My work aint appreciated.lol

dabrake:
Omo, I dey. How you dey enjoy the unfortunate holiday?

The school authority no try at all!

Mazi_Omenuko: I stood staring at the hiv result I had in my hands!

A hiv result belonging to another guy had been given to me and I never knew. How could I have missed such important detail? Down at the lab, I had been alerted when the receptionist took the report to the lab scientist. I had skipped the columns for personal info after the lab scientist had tols me my status and took my eyes straight down to the bottom page to check the status as I had earlier seen in chifawu’s.

Standing inside my room that faithful day, I was overwhelmed with mixed reaction. I part of me was relieved that the result wasn’t mine, and another part cursed me for being so stupid.

I had lived with hiv for 3 weeks, a hiv that didn’t belong to me! I stared at my angel sitting on the sofa and looking at me. it was obvious that she too was perplexed.

“How did you miss this important detail; your biodata?” she questioned. “we have to go to the school of health for another test.” She said and stood up.

But I couldn’t move!

Few weeks back, a girl had dragged me to do a hiv test and the result nearly killed me. Here again, barely ten minutes after gaining my life back, someone wants to drag me to the lab for another test.

“I’m not going anywhere!” I declared.

How dare she! I just got my life back and she wants to take it away from me again.

“you must do a second test to end all these confusion.” She said to me.

“what if it turns out positive again?” I asked almost in tears.

She stood and faced me, looking deep into my eyes. “I’m not giving up on you, either positive or negative.” She said to me.

Then I made up my mind to do a second test.

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I stayed at the waiting room inside the school of health and waited for my result.

I had done the test the previous day, together with Esther, who helped me in filling the forms and other small things required.

My heart was pounding fast as I waited patiently. Esther left her unit to join me at the waiting room.

“you look tensed.” She observed.

“no, I’m not.” I lied.

I couldn’t imagine what will be my fate if the result turns out positive again.
The receptionist , came out from the lab with bundles of test results. I waited patiently as she sorted them out, then invited me to come for mine.
I picked it from her desk. It was stapled as she handed it to me, with my name boldly written at the folded back page. I stood, my heart pounding fast. I handed the result to Esther, who stood beside me.

“open it.” I said to her. She opened it and read through the contents before looking up to me with a sad expression. She looked disappointed and I feared the worst had happened. My heart was about to explode out from my heart. Then her expression changed and she smiled as she handed the result back to me.

“its negative.”

I grabbed the paper and scanned through it, ensuring it had the correct biodata. Then I found the column for the summary. It listed some test results based on count of antibodies. Then the summary was that I was hiv negative.

I was so overwhelmed with joy that I hugged Esther. She didn’t anticipate it, neither did she hold back. She held me firmly as we stood on the centre of the waiting room, oblivious of others inside the room.

“you are my angel.” I whispered into her ears as I held her tight on my body.

She laughed and pulled herself out finally.

“this calls for celebration.” She said.

“of course, and I’m celebrating it with you.” I said.

“I will be waiting for you in my room.” I informed her as she saw me off.

“I will try and finish up on time.” She said and I headed home to my room, a new person, a changed man, full of life and vigour.
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I got to my room, turned on my stereo and played my wyclef to the highest volume my stereo could produce. I danced around my room with a bottle of wine in my hand.

I went back to the drawer where I kept my condom and brought all of them out.

There and then I made a pact with my condoms that never will I travel down any warm path without them again, whatever the situation may be. I and my condoms agreed to be best of buddies.

I needed something to seal the deal with.

Alas! I remembered, I had a date with my angel. . .

Wouldn't it be wonderful to seal the deal with an angel. . .

I’m back to the game! ! ! ! I whispered to myself.

i cried when i read dis.. Dis is more dan a story 4 me, its a msg.. Tanks mazi

Omoswags: i cried when i read dis.. Dis is more dan a story 4 me, its a msg.. Tanks mazi

Awww...that's so sweet! You're welcome.

Mazi_Omenuko:

Awww...that's so sweet! You're welcome.

what's so sweet in a crying man

in btw, you've been kinda scarce, disappearing acts? missed you sha oh

princesa:

what's so sweet in a crying man

in btw, you've been kinda scarce, disappearing acts? missed you sha oh

God loves a contrite heart

@bolded, BIS subscription no be beans these days miss ya too. Hope my son dey take care of you.

Mazi_Omenuko:

God loves a contrite heart

@bolded, BIS subscription no be beans these days miss ya too. Hope my son dey take care of you

tah! you don pass BIS levels na, abeg yarn better Jo

and your son is working magic with tender love and care

princesa:

tah! you don pass BIS levels na, abeg yarn better Jo

and your son is working magic with tender love and care

And who could that son be? I hope it's me?

Danhumprey:
And who could that son be? I hope it's me?

are you a learner?
biko cry me a river Jo

princesa:

are you a learner?
biko cry me a river Jo

That was harsh. Be nice! Being angry at me all over the Forum won't do any good. I GIVE UP!

Danhumprey: That was harsh. Be nice! Being angry at me all over the Forum won't do any good. I GIVE UP!

you damn well haven't had a taste of my harshness

I give up too

Danhumprey: That was harsh. Be nice! Being angry at me all over the Forum won't do any good. I GIVE UP!

I once gave up on her be patient, she'll warm up to you soon.

Mazi_Omenuko:

I once gave up on her be patient, she'll warm up to you soon.

you don turn me to cooler abi
dnt mind the dude, he wants to land on gold just like that. 'Whoever the father loves, he chastises'

..Its One thing is to Have an Experience then its another to Narrate and Write in a Very Lucid and vivid manner.
I followed this tread from Your camp experience to The PPA adventure and it was indeed Exhilarating. You are a Good writer Maxi_omenuko.
It actually took Me three Sleepless nights To complete Your Treads, at a Point it was like i was Reading a Season Movie, I pictured them all including the characters. I had a Wonderful service experience too, Even came out as one of the best in my state but Boy your Experiences Superseded mine. You opened my eyes to some many things especially those Sexcapades in Camp.
I read all the comments, Positive and Negative. Different Strokes for different Folks, People just have a Different way of discerning things. it was amusing to see people coming here to preach, "Saints". Repent and All. But they forget its a Story so they should Free the messenger and the get the message. You are a Trained engineer and write this good, I wonder what it would Have been like if your were a Poet!! More Ink......

^^^thanks @iceman. I'm glad you enjoyed the piece.

@Mazi where are though now nairaland is boring without u or Zuby

Wow!

Mazi, i read the NYSC and PPA bla bla bla within 4 days, above 200 pages. I really comend u for ur write-up.
Have u ended ur affairs with esther,ms enoh?

Femolacaster: Mazi, i read the NYSC and PPA bla bla bla within 4 days, above 200 pages. I really comend u for ur write-up.
Have u ended ur affairs with esther,ms enoh?

Why?
U wan log in?

I read ur NYSC stuff before goin to camp, didn't get as much fun as u did with the ladies. Just 1 nailed twice, now am redeployed and I hope to enjoy my PPA. But sometin worries my mind.
After u escaped from the kidnappers, did u contact Ms enoh to find out or ask questions? Does ur naibor complain on tease u abt the way ur girls disturb wit der mourns?

Great work Mazi, found ur threads (NYSC and PPA) just 3 days ago and I realised wat av been missn for not being a frequent visitor to dis section. U got the talent, more grease to ur elbows. Sumhw afta readn ur work, I was inspired to write my own story which av been editin over d few months.


P.S: my hubby also luvs ur writings as we usually read together.