All right. Well, take care yourself. I guess that’s what you’re best, presence old master? A tremor in the Force. The last time felt it was in the presence of my old master. I have traced the Rebel spies to her. Remember, a Jedi can feel the Force flowing throughContinue Reading

All right. Well, take care yourself. I guess that’s what you’re best, presence old master? A tremor in the Force. The last time felt it was in the presence of my old master. I have traced the Rebel spies to her. Remember, a Jedi can feel the Force flowing throughContinue Reading

All right. Well, take care yourself. I guess that’s what you’re best, presence old master? A tremor in the Force. The last time felt it was in the presence of my old master. I have traced the Rebel spies to her. Remember, a Jedi can feel the Force flowing throughContinue Reading

All right. Well, take care yourself. I guess that’s what you’re best, presence old master? A tremor in the Force. The last time felt it was in the presence of my old master. I have traced the Rebel spies to her. Remember, a Jedi can feel the Force flowing throughContinue Reading

All right. Well, take care yourself. I guess that’s what you’re best, presence old master? A tremor in the Force. The last time felt it was in the presence of my old master. I have traced the Rebel spies to her. Remember, a Jedi can feel the Force flowing throughContinue Reading

Vanguard newspaper reportedly posted that THE Senate Thursday passed into law that the validity of any admission offered by the Joint Admissions and Matriculation Board, JAMB to any candidate is now for a period of three academic years from the date of the conduct of Unified Tertiary Matriculation Examination (UTME).Continue Reading

It has come to our notice that the second semester break is not a waste this year as the School’s Rector (Dr. (Mrs) Olufunke Akinkurolere) seem to utilize it by continuing the ongoing renovation of the school.The renovation began with the ICT Hall followed by the Multi-purpose Hall (32 Million)Continue Reading