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Series (Non-Fiction) 17 Comments

The Law School Journal

June 1 Abuja is cold. Not Beyond-the-Wall, you-need-mittens cold. Just colder than Lagos had been. This was one of the first things I liked about this place. Then, there is

James' Journal 12 Comments

IBK’s JOURNAL (Entry 32)

November 23 Hello, guys… And hi Dimkpa. I read your comment on my last entry. My initial reaction was annoyance. But I decided to shelve that and see how true

James' Journal 43 Comments

JAMES’ JOURNAL (Entry 26)

January 1 I’ve always had a hunch That putting sentences On different lines When they could have all been on the same line Turns a rather bland sentence Into poetry

James' Journal 36 Comments

JAMES’ JOURNAL (Entry 24)

December 27 I spent my Christmas at home. It was a nice quiet one. For me anyways. My brothers went to a party and I sat my ass at home.

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JAMES’ JOURNAL (Entry 22)

December 4 I’ve got a long list of ex lovers. They’ll tell you I’m insane. Taylor, you get me so well. My list isn’t as long as yours though. But

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JAMES’ JOURNAL (Entry 19)

October 29 More often than not, I have been called nice. One of my exes hated that I didn’t find it weird that someone cuts themselves or doesn’t have sex.

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JAMES’ JOURNAL (Entry 18)

October 24 So Lexi is here. Whoop, whoop! It’s been awesome having him here. The gossip, the name calling, the dancing, everything has just been great. When I told a

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JAMES’ JOURNAL (Entry 11)

August 9 I’m having a moment. One of those moments where I feel like I’m bursting with so much creativity and ideas, and I can pick up a pen to

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JAMES’ JOURNAL (Entry 6)

June 22 There’s this guy I recently started chatting with. Ola. My, my, my… he’s got a smoking body. His face is not all that, but I can always put

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JAMES’ JOURNAL (Entry 5)

June 20 I’ve got a crack on the screen of my Note 3…one long, slightly-curved crack scarring my precious phone. The funniest part is that I dreamt about something like

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