To be honest I had no idea about what I was doing. And if you ask anyone around about it, it was simply a B.S stuff I did. But does that really count? Well, it may, and it may not. But whether or not it does, the most important thing that happened was the event at the end of the tunnel. And here is the gist;
It was the moments of my life when I was actually just getting used to a kind of lifestyle you tend to live on your own terms without much interference from your parents/guardian. So you have at least enough freedom for yourself to do whatever you feel like to do since there is no one there to caution you or scold you about your deeds.
It's such a free world. And I was a very young boy at a tender age of 16. Gained admission afresh to a polytechnic somewhere in remote area in Ogun State. Of course gaining admission into school as always been a thing of joy and celebration for everyone but not in my own case.
Initially I was happy to have gained admission not until I arrived my school. I really don't know how to describe how I felt. But I discovered the institute was a former primary school that was converted into a polytechnic. Even students of the institution I met there referred their own school as a glorified secondary. At the time, the school was yet to be accredited and was not even recognized by government of the state. Even if I don't know much at the time, I knew graduating from such school is almost a wasted effort.
SO WHAT DID I DO?
I knew it wouldn't be an enjoyable ride for me through the entire two years program. Or what is the essence of remaining in a place where your heart do not accept it for any reason? Staying there would be next to wasted time and efforts for 2 years.
And because time is more valuable and important than the money (tuition fees and acceptance) I paid, I actually dropped out of school against everyone's wish and without informing anyone as well. So I jumped on a new ride, opted for another jamb exam and now it becomes more tough.
How on earth will I start something that I don't even know what end it will lead to? Either a positive or a negative end, I wasn't so concerned about that. What I was just interested in was starting out this new journey with zero plans and not calculating the risk involved. Perhaps because I was very young at the time and I knew almost nothing about life itself.
Because this was a personal decision I couldn't inform anyone, I was left alone. This means I had to fund every single penny I needed to make this work out. I had no source of earning, no savings at all, and I don't even anything I could do to make money for myself. No skills at all. All I used to have was the $5 feeding allowance I get from home every two weeks. So I was a very poor boy. I saved up almost every single dime of that money just to fund my jamb exams and also saved up to travel for my exams because I registered late and my exam center was so distant from my location.
Seems this is getting longer than I planned it to be. I was desperate of that situation. I picked the same school as my first and second choice in JAMB with my preferred course of study. I didn't think twice about it because it's either this happens or it happened. Those were my choices and it did paid off.
In Conclusion
There is still lots of back end story to this event. From what happened when I traveled for exam, to how JAMB failed me. I didn't even hit the average JAMB score required to gained admission into the university. But I believe this part of the story can be reserved for another time.
So was I hungry to gain admission into the university? Yes. Did I make moves to feed that hunger? Yes. Did I know if I would succeed from the start? No.
You don't have to know if you are going to succeed or not before pursuing your dreams. So long you're passionate about something, just simply go for it without a second thought.
Today I'm a certified graduate of my preferred discipline from the best state owned university in Nigeria and I'm super proud of my decision to starve myself for months in order to achieve this feet.