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8 Signs You Were a Bubbler.

Being a bubbler was not a joking matter. EVERYONE wanted to be a bubbler. Those that hated bubblers, hated them because they wanted to be them. Really, have you ever met a child that doesn’t want to be one of the cool kids?!
There were a few ways to gain bubbler status in secondary school. 
A few people had a natural swag that certified them as bubblers without any effort on their part. Those ones were called “bubblers by nature” aka BBN.
Then you had those ones that did everything humanly and supernaturally possible to receive the seal of approval. Those ones were called “bubblers by force” aka BBF.
There were also some people who met all the criteria but just did not have the personality required for bubbling. Those ones were on the border; not quite in but not quite relegated.
The vast majority of bubblers however, had a combination of the bubbler personality and most of the criteria listed below.
If you are feeling brave, feel free to take the bubbler quiz and see if you qualified!

1. Did You Wear Pop Socks? It was not possible to be a bubbler without owning pop socks. Like seriously, were you kidding with your cotton socks?! There was also a clear difference between the janded pop socks and pop socks from Balogun market so don’t think you were fooling anyone.
It was one thing to own pop socks but did you roll them all the way up or fold them down?  If you folded them down, gerrarahere shawty and take a seat in the non-bubbling zone.

2. Was your School Bag a Satchel? Backpack gang, please tell me, were you going off to climb Kilimanjaro?! If you did not have a satchel that you slung across your body, tell me what you are looking for here?

3. Did You Have Fancy Folders and Refill Paper? Refill paper was the most useless thing in the world…but you needed to have it. There was no argument that notebooks were the sensible place to store your notes and you needed to have those but really, no fancy folder and refill paper? Your life was not complete. 

4. Did Your School Shoes Have Heels? Now this one is important, very important. If you had mocks with heels, come in and take your rightful place. If you had mocks without heels, enter but don’t feel too comfortable. If you owned any shoe that has not been mentioned here, don’t bother knocking, respect yourself and leave this place. But wait o, if you had the audacity to wear wannabe mocks, kneel down, raise up your hands and close your eyes…shior!

5. Did you know KC Boys? If you did not know KC boys, really, what are you looking for here? I didn’t say A-Hall boys o, KC boys because they were allegedly the baddest boys in town. If you knew A-Hall  AND KC boys you can stand up but A-Hall without KC? I beg have several seats.  Your aje butter is too much. 

6. Did You Attend Parties with Names? First of all did you attend parties? Not the types with bouncy castles and Uncle E o. If they didn’t do “all boys out” at you parties and there were no obtainers collecting shoes and shirts from awon boys, shift to the side. Then did you parties have names? Certified? Let’s Play House? House Party? No? It was fellowship you were going to, not party. The lord be with you as you leave this place. 

7. Did You Jand in the Summer Holidays? Wait first, did you have a passport? Because if you didn’t, I don’t care if you have pop socks or not, you had no business attempting to bubble. Any bubbler worth their salt janded during the summer holidays. If you janded every other year, we will give you pardon, but any less frequently than that and you are a joker… gerrarahere mate

8. Did You Date a Lag Club Boys? Knowing KC boys was one thing but dating a Lag Club boy? Give us a minute while we all rise and clap for you. With your A-line skirt and beret, you managed to conquer the most coveted boys in Yaba. I beg open your mouth and chop knuckle.

If you scored 6 out of 8, well done, you were a bubbler. Any less than that and please, don’t disgrace yourself; just pretend you didn’t take the test and when your friend tells you about it, roll your eyes and say, “I beg, I beg, , I have better things to do!”

Written by Waila Caan

LMAO. If you're a Queen's College alumnus then you must relate to this post. A fellow QCOG shared it with me on facebook and I had such a good laugh while walking down memory lane that I just had to share. The writer, Waila, actually wrote this for QCOGs but because I know that most people that schooled in Lagos (whether QCOG or otherwise) might also relate, I changed "QC" to "secondary school". So hey, did you take the test? What did you score?

Don't be shy, let's know if you were a bubbler or not.

Ps; I didn't need to take the test to know I wasn't a bubbler. LOLz


  1. Lol abeg abeg I have better things to do

  2. Lols
    You forgot the Iron Flask and glasses!
    Bubblers need to stay

  3. Like seriously?

    Una no get work for QC abi? Thelma.

    1. They don't have work honestly.

  4. Lmaoooooooooo!!!! I don laff scarra for here o!

    That number 6 got my friend raped by 6 guys! She was in between being a bubler and a slacker... and she was probably trying to establish herself as a bubler... I remember then, you bail out of school any how any way to go for parties. Then the D batch... you tear out the B and sew on the D! there was a time they had to start searching people's boots o cuz that was another avenue. She forgot silverbird galleria. If you've not gone to galleria then from there to one club on the island... sorry. you don't fit the bill. Loool. + the KC boys thing! as in ehn!!!! You had to know a KC boy(s)... those ones you call at midnight... they had to also know your name ooo! loool. The pop socks thing! Loool! You should have many cuz when they get ceased, at least you'll have one for "induction" when KC boys would be around. You must look your BEST that day. Until Euler Ajayi left and Abolade came to cancel all forms of socials. KC boys now became scarce except for highrise boys and during inter-house sports. Chai!
    The things that mattered to them(us) then ehn.... That looked or seemed important. Smh... I was a certified slacker o! lmaooo! I still am sef! Smh....

    *side eyes* @ Clare and sunshine(cuz I know you're coming to say your own) lool!

  5. Lol!
    Omg! BUBBLER! I can't remember the last time I heard that word!
    The writer is so apt, esp about the high heeled sandals, holiday parties and summer holidays.
    What about the "janded provisions" a.k.a all manner of Kelloggs cereal?
    How about the cool and janded flowered wallpapers and cool Friends, Backstreet Boys, NYSYNC, Spice girls, etc posters?
    I was a "bloke", definitely not a bubbler, lol.

  6. So na wetin una go school go do? Ehen! Really!!!!!! *clapping hands*

    Haaaa, Thank U to my High school for not giving us such pressure! LOL. The writers description is crazy...

    In other Unrelated news, I just started GOT, I have downloaded the entire Season 1, If e no sweet like ripe agbalomo, T ready my subscription cash!

  7. Afi Janded. My neighbors were QC the parties they invited us to and the ones they didnt invite us to, we went to all. our mini skirts and Jellies. My mother caved in and bought me knee high boots from God knows where mid ear because i didnt let her rest. Lol.
    Sadly i didnt go to London till 2 or so years ago...and America is too big to compare notes with folks who went to Texas for summer versus other cities. I used to be floored when people would be gisting about how " rmbr when we say xyz on oxford street". Me self entered oxford street and saw people i know, i just dodged with my plenty primark bag. Lol.

    I married a KC boy...I am still bubbling.
    Some QC babes still think i went to their school sha.

    1. Lmaooooo! So ur husband is a KCOB! Hehehe... apparently that's one of the conditions for being a Lagos big boy. you have to be an old boy! Lmaoo! Smh!
      Even old men dey carry that thing for head o!

      Anyway.. it's fine miss pynk. If u married one of "our kings"(lmaooo), u bubbled with the bubblers and you're thought as one of "us", I guess that gives you a pass. Lool. Smh for me!

    2. Lmao. Yes o Miss Pynk you're still bubbling o jare.

    3. Hahaha Pynk u reach well well

  8. Since I no pass the siddon look I dey

  9. Oh wow!! Isn't this another level of peer pressure?

    1. Yes, the peer pressure was on another level. But somehow the non-bubblers knew it was best to just respect themselves and Stay in their lane. It's the ones who tried to "belong" that must have been miserable. You either die or you didn't.

  10. My roomie at Unilag went to QC, but she was so reserved that I was forced to ask her if she really went to QC, cus my sis friend younger sis back home was a QC girl, and that one, chei, was a crazy girl.
    I guess u all had serious fun.
    Funny write up T.

  11. Lol ..Thelma has really gone down memory lane .Oh..well!! Thank God for growing up oo! Lol


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