UNILAG, UNILORIN, OAU POST UTME FULL NEWS , SCREENING PROCESS, EXAMINATION DATE , REGISTERATION PROCESS

NOTICE TO THE GENERAL PUBLIC ON
REGISTRATION FOR 2015/2016 SESSION
SCREENING OF JOINT ADMISSIONS AND
MATRICULATION BOARD (JAMB) UNIFIED
TERTIARY MATRICULATION EXAMINATIONS
(UTME) CANDIDATES
The University of Lagos Post-UTME
online registration for the Screening
Exercise for Admission into ALL
COURSES/PROGRAMMES for the
2015/2016 Academic session will
commence on Tuesday, 21st July 2015
and end on Friday 7th August, 2015.
The Computer Based Test (CBT) Screening
Exercise is in Use of English,
Mathematics and General Paper.
ELIGIBLE CANDIDATES: Only candidates
whose details have been forwarded to
the University by Joint Admissions and
Matriculation Board (JAMB) and
published on the link provided below are
eligible for the screening.
Candidates, who will not be sixteen (16)
years of age by 31 st October, 2015 are
not eligible and need not apply.
REGISTRATION: Candidates are to pay at
any branch of the following designated
banks: ACCESS BANK, ECOBANK, FIRST
BANK, GTBANK, UBA, UNION BANK,
WEMA BANK AND ZENITH BANK.
DATE OF POST-UTME SCREENING
EXERCISE : The Post UTME screening
exercise will hold on Wednesday, 12 th
August and Thursday 13 th August, 2015.
FEES PAYABLE
Application Fee: N 1,
000.00
Screening fee: N 1, 000.00
Online Practice (Optional): N 2, 000.00
PROCEDURE
Log on UNILAG website
www.unilag.edu.ng
Go to Prospective Students
Click on Full Time Undergraduate
Admission
Click on POST-UTME APPLICATION
ENQUIRIES: Further clarification is
available by e-mail:
admissions@unilag.edu.ng and the
following phone 07046537158,
08182716045, 07046283240,
07046537158 and 07043359831.
Candidates are advised to adhere strictly
to the guidelines and seek clarification if
needed.
Dr. (Mrs.) Taiwo F. Ipaye, MNIM
Registrar and Secretary to Council.
This started as a rumour and it sent shocks into the hearts of a lot of university aspiring students. I would love if this message is spread across and everyone gets to know of it. According to news reaching us from inside reports, Jamb has suddenly come up with a new eligibility regulation whereby students that scored 200marks & above in 5 Nig top universities are being posted to other universities (mostly private universities). The affected universities include Unilag, OAU, Unilorin, Uniben and a yet to be confirmed institution.Though the Federal Government set the new Jamb score at 180, unfortunately, applicants to these affected universites who scored 200 and above may not write the post utme exam not to talk if being admitted.According to highly reliable sources, Jamb has shortlisted 9,937students (out of over 30,000 applicants) for Unilag PostUtme & 18,324 students Unilorin by using different cut off marks like 220,240,250& 255 for diferent courses & catchment area. This is a very illegal move which MUST be fought against.So for those who opt for these universities in their utme, hurriedly go to your school portal to see things for yourself. A friend of mine just checked hers and discovered she has been changed to an unknown institution. This is no longer a rumour. Thousands of students who passed their UTME examination & applied for these universities will be denied admission. This is a move against the poor who cannot afford expensive private universities. How can someone opt for his/her preferred choice then you deny him the chance to write the exam? We are the most at risk. This is illegal. SAY NO TO CORRUPTION! SAVE NIGERIAN STUDENTS!For unilag students, you can check your eligibility status by following these steps:1): Go to Unilag website www.unilag.edu.ng2) Go to Prospective Students3) Click on Full Time Undergraduate Admission4) Click on POST-UTME APPLICATION5) Insert your utme registration number, telephone number and email address.

The Pact - CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER 3
" Moonlight Saga "

Slowly creeping through the rubble beneath, I ambled across the thick pasture until stumbling upon a headstone. My heart trembled.
"Bob!" I shot out, inconspicuously.
My voice shook in unison with my fingers. I was close to passing out.
"Bob!" I shot out a second time.
Gulping, a knot felt stuck in my throat. My fists clenched. "Bob!"
"Shhh—Get down!" snapped a voice from the shadows.
Nearly tackled, an impact threw me to the ground.
"Jesus—Get off me!" I yelped.
Hands reached for my mouth. "Shut up!"
I felt the presence of others nearby. I was surrounded by the entire crew.
"What the heck, dude!" Still befuddled by the tackle, I shook him off.
"Shhh! Look," directed the voice that tackled me.
It was no doubt Bob being that he was big enough to floor me with a single tackle.
Adjusting my eyes toward the direction Bob pointed, I noticed a large number of shadows congregating in the middle of the graveyard. There were candles, lighting a path for the shadows to follow.
Was this a cult?
I heard about these satanic cults and human sacrifices. Was that how these people got down in Milwaukee?
My palms were sweaty. My vision was stifled by the darkness of night, shrouding over every crack and crevice, but I could clearly see this group get larger and larger.
Their voices echoed in the night like a wild pack of hyenas. The closer I paid attention I could make out the chatter below. They were teenagers!
Was this a rave?
Thinking this was just some underground party, my anxiety was alleviated. I couldn't bear to witness a blood sacrifice tonight.
Not tonight —not any night!
"What the hell, dude? What's going on?" I was persistent in getting to the truth of all this secrecy.
"Jon, relax! You wanted to know what's going on—you're about to see it for yourself," said Bob.
As we sat in silence, I was beginning to think how pathetic our situation was. If there was a party going on, as usual, I was with the unpopular crowd watching from the outside.
Typical.
As I began to lose interest, low and behold, there was my brother in the midst of the group. He was obviously having a good time with his new girlfriend snuggled next to him.
It was so typical for my brother to have all the fun and tonight was no different.
"I've had enough!" I snapped.
"Where are you going?" said a voice from behind.
"I'm going home, Bob—You guys are so pathetic. There's a party over there, and we're here—like a bunch of peeping Toms!"
"Do you think that's what's happening?" said Bob. He smirked with a malevolent grin. "Dude, you have no idea what is about to take place. Do you see that meat-head?" Bob pointed into the crowd.
The direction of his finger pointed at my brother, but I had to make sure.
"No. What are you talking about?"
"The meat-head—right there!"
"No." I blurted out, but I figured out the general direction instantly. And, in fact, he was pointing at my brother.
"Watch that guy," said Bob. He leaned over and smiled. The moonlight hit his silhouette just right.
He wasn't the same Bob that I knew back in school. In fact, none of them were the same, especially Sabrina. She wasn't quite that nerdy girl I remembered as my eyes explored her entire body; this was equivalent to beer goggles, but I was only fifteen. What in the heck did I know about alcohol—Absolutely nothing!
"I'm out of here, man. This is gay!" I shouted, turning my back toward them.
At this point, the whole covert ops specialist act had lost its luster, and I was going straight home.
"You leave now then you're going to miss out on the blood sacrifice."
"What?" I froze.
I wasn't afraid. I was just more bothered that these idiots would stoop so low. We were the nobody's in school, and we were watching others have fun. I felt like I was in grade school all again.
"Let him go. I told you he wouldn't understand," said Sabrina.
Understand what? I thought. How much of a loser was I?
And just as I made another step forward, I heard a voice. But not in a physical sense. As if a sensation swept over me, words felt but not spoken.
Jonathan, you'd better stop — look for yourself.
Turning toward the voice, Sabrina was smiling at me.
Was it coming from her? I thought. Impossible!
I got a good look at her then toward the mob where I got a clear view at my brother. He was under the influence of some sort, and he was stumbling around like a drunken idiot. I was alarmed because I knew my brother drove here. I had to put a stop to him driving home under the influence.
"Where do you think you're going?" said a voice.
"To get my brother!" I snapped. "He's drunk."
"Don't go!" shouted Sabrina. "Stop him!"
Her persistence may have persuaded me at school, but not when it came to blood. My brother was not going to get into an accident tonight. None of them was going to stop me.
Breaking their grip, I made my way down the hill. When I reached the group of onlookers, I noticed that my friends stopped pursuing me. As if I was trekking down a sacred path, and they couldn't join.
I was just in reach of my brother.
Suddenly, the blonde by his side started freaking out. She was whipping her head around like a demon possessed child.
Was she tripping out on some drugs too?
Even more so, I made a dash toward my brother. But the blonde stopped me with a thrust. I couldn't explain this thrust except it felt similar to the voice I heard earlier—some form of telekinesis.
Just as she froze me, her eyes changed different shades; she arched her back, popping out her chest. Glaring straight through me her gaping mouth released a solemn cry as her gaze turned upward. Howling into the moonlight, shimmering trickles of light cascaded upon her smooth silky skin. And right before my eyes, hair sprouted like a river flowing long and coarse. Her teeth grew thin like razors, protruding from her mouth. I could hear the sounds of her bones breaking as her rib cage cracked. Tiny pops of each knuckle snapped off like a bonfire crackling.