Today's Struggles

"Nono howfa na will you be going to class abi you'll reach Mr. X's office first?"
"Omo I don't know o depending on the time I reach sha"
"Ok na flash me if you reach and he's there"
Class starts by 9 a.m and it was just 8 am. Another day to start hustling for the time of one of my lectures I have been looking for since Monday while praying none of the two project topics my supervisor approved has been registered by someone else.

At 9:24 am, I reached class omo lecturer never come so, I decided to check Mr. X's office. Shebi I asked about him calling his name without the title yesterday and I was corrected. I heard someone else was punished for the same error. I was quite lucky he wasn't near earshot. I'm now more cautious and won't be a scapegoat sha.
He wasn't on seat today again infact the doors and windows were shut. I almost cried. Not again nau

Few minutes after I returned to class, the lecturer for 9'o clock class came in. My two pens refused to write. Nobody around had a spare. The one Simon gave me was a break and quench one and I cannot be breaking and quenching in my life so, Daughter of Zion bowed down to rest her head for a while but ended up sleeping throughout that lecture and the next. I'll kuku snap note later.

I was rudely woke up by some disrespectful people like Sunsi and Kelly trying to take some blackmail pictures of me. Luckily, that was when the second lecturer was leaving. I was gisting and trying to colonize Simon's glasses when the lecturer that came earlier came again.
Ha! I carried my bag and Japa to look for Mr X not before writing my name in attendance for people that came to class sha😎

When someone with the attendance list asked if I haven't been sleeping.

Mr X's office was open and he was on seat. I tried to hide my nails as adviced and wear my most innocent smile but, baba no even send or look me. "Come back by 2". It was just few minutes past eleven.
Monday's own was "come tomorrow"
Tuesday's own was "come back by 12". By 12, I came and he said another tomorrow 😩
Nobody saw his brakelight on Wednesday after sitting around his office waiting for him throughout the day😢. Now today is 'come by 2'

I left preparing myself for some "I will never let you go unless you bless me" drama paradventure I receive another come tomorrow when I return by 2. By the time I practise my old time skill of thinking of something emotional like how I felt when I came home yesterday with an empty stomach to find empty pots. The torrent at which my tears will fall will shock everyone. I already have catarrh so, letting it flow freely with the tears will create a perfect pitiful scene. Nollywood should come and see me o.

I decided to go to my dad's office and met my mum there. I was really happy to see her. She gave me a material meant to be used as uniform for an occasion. This material I have been asking her for sometime now, homemade cassava flakes abi wetin.(Akpu mmiri) and a big bunch of ripe plantain in a plastic bucket. I kept praising her.
We started gisting to pass time. When the gist diverted to the length of my nails and questions on how I wash my yunno? I knew it was time to leave.

I called Sunsi and she directed me to where they were chilling and awaiting 2pm. I have never been to the love garden in my school although I do pass by it almost everyday on my way to class. I'm sure I am the only one in her finals in the whole school who hasn't been there.
The few pine (or its close resemblance) trees gave some sort of shed from the sun. We took plenty pictures because, the scenery is really nice and green. I took Sunsi some useless pictures which she should be proud of and if Kelly didn't intervene she wouldn't have had any nice picture. Verron after boasting of his editing skills edited my pictures and the end results were worse than the original pictures. Simon kept laughing at every joke. Funny or, not and even more when I teased him about the way his laughter sounds like 'I pass my neighbour' generator that doesn't want to start.

Block busters

 When jokes were made about my little bum, those four Mf's laughed. It is not like it is still paining me just that it wasn't even that funny. Sigh

We really enjoyed each other's company until it was time to check on Mr. X again.I almost lost hope when we didn't see him in his office.
Oh! The joy when he resurfaced and started attending to everyone waiting for him.
He affirmed nobody has chosen or, registered any of my topics and out of the two, chose and modified the one he thought best. I Finally registered my project topic. Such relief!

So, I have the liberty to wear my 'mini kpatas' (my aunt's word for short wears) to class tommorrow as I won't be entering any office to ask for any favors or, its sort. Ghen ghen!!!

Yeah!!!

In the weeks that follow, I will be working on isolating E. Coli and Salmonella spp from poultry feed while some of my coursemates are working on isolating whatever organism(s) from edibles like suya, party jollof rice, boli, pizza, shawarma and other orishirishi meaning they'll be chopulating while I'll be busy studying nri okuko. Life is hard!
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