OMG 😱!! See how much JAMB made this year

As registration for 2017 Unified Tertiary Matriculation Examination closes on Friday, the Joint Admissions and Matriculation Board has said that an unprecedented number of 1.7m candidates registered for the examination.About 1.2million candidates registered forthe UTME in 2015 and 2016 respectively. With a cost of N5,000 per registration form(excluding an additional N500 for the reading text), our correspondent learnt that the board raked in N8.5bn from the sale of forms.The Head of Information, JAMB, Mr. Fabian Benjamin, who said that the number of registered candidates have “never been recorded in the history of the board’’, however, noted that JAMB had putin place adequate facilities to accommodate the upsurge in the number of candidates.Benjamin, who spoke in a telephone interview with our correspondent on Thursday, noted that the board would conduct the 2017 UTME on April 13.He said, “In 2016, about 1.2million candidates wrote the examination. It was the same in 2015 and that was why we projected for 1.5milion candidates this year. This year, registration period was reduced from six months to one month. But, despite the short registration period and capturing of 10 fingers, we have recorded 1.7million candidates. This shows the effectiveness of our processes. It also shows that whenever you have a setback you should not step back.“We have put everything in place to ensure the success of the examination. We have the capacity to accommodate 1.7million candidates. In 2016, we used 510 computer-based centres, including sixforeign centres for 1.2million candidates. This year, we are making use of 633 centres. There is an increase of more than100 centres to take care of the additional candidates.’’Benjamin also noted that less than 10 per cent of registered candidates sat for the mock examination which held on Saturday. He added that the results had been released to the candidates.“The mock examination came out as our best conducted examination. We wish it was the main examination. We could haveheld it the first time but we wanted the best that we could be proud of. The number of candidates who sat for the mock examination could have been higherbut we had to shut the portal,’’ he said

Police Arrest Man Who Killed His Nephew And Roasted His Body Part

The Taraba State police command has announced the arrest of a 60-year-old man, Abubakar Abdulkadir, who was in possession of roasted human parts.The police suspect that the body parts found on Mr Abdulkadir were those of his nephew, Ali Gimba who’d been declared missing since April 27..Making the disclosure Friday, the Police Public Relations Officer in the state, Mr David Misal, said the suspect was arrested at Alin-Gora Village, Ardo-kola Council Area of the state.The police spokesman said;“He was found in possession of body parts of the missing boy. He roasted part of the boy’s body and loaded it in a sack,”“We also recovered a knife and a hoe which the suspect used in digging a hole to pour and cover the boy’s blood.”“We want to know the purpose of this crime. Is it for ritual; to eat the flesh, or forsale.”

See how an very poor guy became rich in just 1 month...

Malaysia-based Nigerian, Hushpuppi, whois known for flaunting his lavish lifestyle on social media, has shared a motivational post where he narrated on the struggles he went through before making so much money.In a motivational lengthy post made on Instagram, popular flamboyant Malaysia-based Nigerian, Ray Hushpuppi, opened up about the struggles he went through before finding wealth.The Instagram billionaire who first started by advising every kid in the ghetto to hustle up and chase their dreams, disclosed the certain moment a landlord ejected his family from their apartment, how he sold clothes in Lagos and how he left the country to chase his dream.Read his post in full below;Letter to the Ghetto Kid:As a man that I am today who developed from being one of you guys, who went through the same struggles you are presently going through, who had to run and jump hurdles where other kids just walk past the same situation in a better environment with better resources and much provisions, I know the society do not expect you to make it, the governmentdon’t care about your future, they toy and joke around making rules and laws that only affect you and benefit the rich.You lack everything it requires to become who you might have loved to be, do the things you would have loved to do or to live the life you may have seen on tv or theinternet, which I know you even have limited access to because there’s never power supply for such, which means you are deprived most of the things that can be learnt through tv and internet in the first place which makes your dreams smaller, quicker to fade away but I want you to know that darkness you are, without the dark, the stars won’t shine andso you can shine out if that darkness.You have been deprived so many right a child deserves and the world look down on you because you are nothing but a clotof blood miraculously turned a baby, and an unfortunate one at that. Good health, good foods or good education hasn’t been in any way your chance to have. Looking at you disgusts not your brethren only but even strangers are not so impressed for your unhealthy appearance.Your strength; courage; and dreams are nothing but hallucination just because you were not supposed to dream big.I am sure nobody ever believed in whatever you say or do. You have been victimized by neighbors; friends; and evenfamily members who were supposed to give you hope. This is my story, this is me and this is the hushpuppi you have been hearing about. The Ghetto kid in me is at Its peak and ready to explode and spread around the globe. I am you and you are me. I represent every under priviledge kid of the world and especially of Nigeria and of Lagos and of Bariga and of Oworonsoki– Where a landlord had chased me and my family out of a rented room. I’ll never forget the look on my mother’s face trying to send me and my siblings to neighbors and relatives and the sadness in the eyes of my sibblings. Now, you see i represent you? Trust me I know how it feels to not have parents come watch you in school play football or run races in ur school, I know how it feels to come out your apartment to take showers in a zinc sheet bathroom separated from the building.The society made me who i am today, i was never one of those who their parents couldn’t afford a movie ticket to see a movie when Silver bird cinema came newly, I shared shoes, toiletries and underwears with my younger ones as well as mats and see me now at my early thirties, i am writing you a letter from one of the favourite places any human alive would have loved to be, billionaire or penniless.Nobody is listening to your cries; your lamentation; and your grievances are not felt a bit. If i had sat down complaining about the bad government; bad economy ;bad friends, I will not be here today. I had a dream i was not supposed to cry, knowing nobody would listen, so i rose from the hood and decided to do the things my forefathers never did. I crossed the seas, walked through burning bushes, jumped over thorns and babbed wire. A lotof people know me from when I used to use okada to be selling “akube” clothes to boys that was making cheddars in diff hotels up and down the mainland of Lagos.Look at yourself, do you like the way you are right now? Are you pushing beyond limits? Are you succumbing to the tune of the selfish ‘Baba Alaye’ in your neighborhood? Nobody will help you if you decide not to help yourself even hailing Hushpuppi 1,000 wouldn’t help youeither, be about you, get up, pick a struggle, leave your comfort zone, work hard at it, pray a lot and don’t kiss ass, rich people are users and inconsiderate.Dear hustling hood kid, let no man hold you down. My advice for you is never to put your dreams in the hands of Ambode and Buhari, they don’t know you, they don’t believe in you cos there’s millions ofpeople like you on their neck, it’s not much they can do if they can even do anything at all so don’t expect you will ever win or make it by waiting for anyone