Hello, everyone.
I welcome you to my blog. Being a student comes with mixed emotions; today you are happy and excited that you are a student, and tomorrow is a completely different story, as there will be a turn of events where you are sad, frustrated, and wishing you declined your admission.
At a point in my life in school, I started asking questions like, What was the need to be happy I got admission? or What was there to be so excited for when I received the email that I have been offered admission if all this is what I have to face? It is more frustrating because sometimes you have to deal with obstacles for 6 days of the week because sometimes Saturdays are included, and the weeks where luck is on our side, we deal with all the stress for 5 days.
I saw a meme that says, “Since nursery school we have not gotten any rest," and I cannot help but agree with the meme, as it all started one morning when they woke me up, bathed me, gave me a lunchbox, and dragged me to school. As a kid I never liked school, and today I understand why. I think little me foresaw the future and how stressful it was going to be and did not want to have anything to do with it. I was dragged to school daily, and since then till date I have not known peace; it has been from one stress to another, from the fear of one subject to the fear of another, from one exam fever to another.
As a Nigerian student, every day comes with a different drama; some days the drama is a bit funny, and you find a way to laugh through it, and on some days the drama is so stressful that you cannot even smile because what is there to smile for? You get really annoyed, but you are left with no choice other than to do as you are told or exactly what is expected of you. No matter how angry you get, sometimes it feels you don't have a choice other than to follow instructions, as failure to do so means you'd have yourself to blame in the long run or if things eventually go sideways in the future.
Most days in the life of a student follow the same pattern, but some days come with a different level of drama. I was in my room on a particular Monday a few weeks before exams when my project supervisor called and asked me to come see him in the office. It was a week before exams, so we normally have that week to ourselves (students) to enable us to prepare for exams. I had already registered it in my mind that I would rest and sleep the way I wanted, but that phone call just changed the entire plan. After grumbling to myself, I rushed to prepare so I could go and then return back to my room on time and, if there was still time, sleep and rest like I planned to.
Despite how fast I prepared, I got to the office, and he was not there. I called him on the phone, and he said he had an emergency and would be back in 30 minutes time. I looked for a seat close to the office, and I sat there waiting and hoping he would be back in 30 minutes like promised, but 2 hours had passed, and there was no sign of him anywhere. I called again, and he said to wait for him; he is coming. He has something he wants to correct about my project, and I had to wait, as he will be out of town the following day and doesn't know when he will be back.
I went to the office at around 8am and was there until 5pm waiting patiently; the whole of that day was a total waste. I was not in any way productive, and I did not rest like I planned to. At around 5:30 he called to tell me he has rescheduled the meeting until Tuesday morning; after that he will embark on his journey and I should go home, as he cannot come back to school again. I could feel my chest boiling and pumping, but what can I do? I went home feeling very tired with all my plans for the day trashed.