Hello guys,
I have missed you, yes you.
Final year
is sweet and worth looking forward to, what is not fun is that it requires a
lot of work. If you don’t know how to multi task, this is where you will learn
it by all means. Project writing is one, having to read other courses is
another, extra-curricular activities is also there. So you see, it has its own
unattractive side which is a challenge that must be tackled with tact.
I can’t
count the number of times I’ve grumbled over the phone in my conversation with
concerned friends who ask how I’m doing.
But again, it’s one feat that can be surmounted. What are my knees for
if I can’t pray to God in them? My mouth and hands will just be there for
decoration.
Beyond my
struggle for relevance and a good grade, I have been having it good with my
friends. Some I didn’t see during the holiday so catching up was very
necessary. They keep my mouth so busy with all sorts, food, gossip etc. It is funny how we talk and talk and never run
out of topic. Chai! Gist is sweet o, enough laughs..
Again, that
new semester fever that catches people is one thing I always look forward to
whenever I resume school. This is one voiceless, yet sensitive area of every student’s
life. We just know we must represent wherever we come from; village, city,
family... You know what I’m talking about; New baffs: clothes,
shoes, gadgets, hair, provisions, in fact all the new things of life. Looking
sharp and smooth is one thing Babcock students don’t play with. It is very
important to impress, at least the first week of resumption, anything less than
this is a pity. I’m sorry for your ‘street cred ‘. The only thing that
can save you is character which of course must show consistency from your very first
day in Uni. If you are the type that
lets people know you for what you own (Material terms), you must ensure to live
right on that standard, otherwise, your gist will spread like wild fire.
I've always
thought that my ‘kind of student’ by virtue of my school makes people like me
live
double lives.. Because what is obtainable here (my school) is totally
different from what a lot people are use to, maybe that’s why it is called
school. You have to start getting use to waking up early, laying your bed,
tolerating roommates, going for
lectures, library, church blah blah... it’s like living in a cage for
years and finally gaining freedom and then sent back again to the cage. Imagine
that kind of juxtaposition... But it’s nothing that we can’t deal. I say no
shaking to that.
You might
not hear from me too often, but I sure will try as much as possible to keep in
touch. My relationship with you guys is like a mother and a child. Speaking
about parenting, I may not have been a good mother of late, my bad. I
trust that I have the most matured children who understand even more than the
mother. Do have a great week and hope to hear from you.
Deuces!


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