Hurray I was offered admission into the university to study a course I wasn’t sure I liked.
The course? French Language(I ended up loving the course anyway. Actually, I had two options; to either study French Language or Philosophy. So, I chose French Language.
My first day of resumption was as it was for every new student. My mum and sister dropped me off at school and left.
I was all alone, to face the new phase of life all by myself- The university life.
Freedom came with some stress
I settled in pretty fast because things were happening really fast-Registration, meeting new friends, senior colleagues and all. It was the season when registration was done manually.
We had to move from one building to another, sometimes under the scorching sun and at other times while it rained.
I wasn’t used to the stress at all of a university life
My new environment was strange to me. I could not withstand the stress and it was written all over me. I was stressed out and frustrated.
All I wanted was to go home but I couldn’t.
I AM HERE TO GET A DEGREE.
Looking back at those days, I learnt that good things don’t come on a platter of gold. Wait a minute, let me explain. The beautiful dreams you have don’t just manifest, become real at the snap of your finger.
No! You’ve got to work hard to handle in your hands what you have in your head. I know that makes sense.
I wanted a degree, I had to buckle up and hold the bull by its horn.
Looking back at those days, I learnt that life will throw challenges at you demanding to know if you are strong enough to own your dreams.
To know if you are passionate enough about your dream or if you are for real in this game of pursuing your dream and making it a reality.
Lectures started and it moved from the easiest to the hardest. Yes! The higher I went, the harder it became.
Amongst all the challenges-of me showing up for lectures, the lecturer spoke French language all through ( the lecture time, NOTE- I did not have any background in French language. That is, my first day of lecture in the University was my first encounter with French Language asides the few classes I took in elementary school).
Faced with more challenges
The challenge of having many room mates(12 in a room)I wasn’t used to that at all. Back at home, my sister and I shared a room, with our separate beds.
Next, was the challenge of cooking. Wow! that was a major challenge for me because I was used to my mum and sister cooking while I do the dishes and of course eat.
I was forced to mature really fast. I remember wetting my pillow with tears several days. Life was throwing challenges at me that I wasn’t prepared for.
In the midst of it all, I had some comic relief—my room mates.
Hahahahahahaha! my roommates had different types of personality you can think of. Ranging from the wanna be to the nerd, the party hard and of course to the gentle, cool calm and naive me.
Yeah I was and still is cool and calm but no longer naive.
Going back to my room I was certain that I was going to laugh to ease myself the stress of the day. That was a support system that was put in place naturally to keep me moving.
And I had this roommate who was the ‘’Let’s have fun and party hard’ type. She was BEAUTIFUL. She was my buddy in the room. We were best of friend, told each other everything.
I still can’t figure out why I didn’t go to a single party with her, took a sip of alcohol or have sex with a rich guy to get money as I was receiving close to nothing (financially) from home.
I was free to do what I wanted to do, when and how with nobody to question my decisions and actions but I did not behave myself un-seemingly.