ULOG 19 | All Is Well That Ends Well

I'm the one in glasses

Today was a tiring day for me. I had an exam to write, laundry to do and stories to write. I was broke and hungry. I also had this nagging headache (that's still raging).
Looking back, I'm grateful for everything.

Early Mornings

I woke up this morning very early. I had an exam by eight am and I didn't want to be late. I got to the venue and learnt we had to submit our course form.

I walked to the nearest business center and asked that they help print my course form. I had it downloaded on my phone. The man replied that it would cost 100 naira. That was quite exploitative because a print out normally costs 10 naira.

I believe he realises we all needed the course forms urgently and decided to take advantage of us. Well, he didn't take advantage of me. I walked to the hostel area of campus and got it printed for 10 naira.

While writing the exam, my head began to pound. I've been having a headache for about three days now. I don't take drugs for my headache. Usually, I don't need to as they leave just as they come. Well, this one didn't want to leave. I managed to do what I could in the exam and submitted.

Hungry Afternoons

I returned home, tired, hungry and with the headache raging at the back of my head. I hurriedly dealt with a leftover meal from yesterday. It was beans and yam porridge. I finished it and was still hungry. I had no money and I was running low on foodstuffs. I decided to wash my clothes to take my mind away.

Just as I set about to begin my laundry, it began to rain. Well, I wasn't going to stop because of that. Plus, I had nothing else to do. I plugged my ears with a earpiece and played Charlie Puth's ablum to chase the loneliness away.

Joy Comes In The Evening?

Sometime later in the day, my mother called and asked about my welfare. I narrated my predicament to her and begged her to send some money. Thankfully, she did.

My friends and I went to the ATM 🏧 to withdraw the money. There, we began to take pictures [one of which is posted above). It was cool. You know

I finally got around to writing the story. It wasn't as grand as I wanted it to be. I'm not going to blame the headache though. I think I'm losing my muse.

I also tried writing another story but I had issues with starting. Maybe I'll write it tomorrow. Maybe I won't.

All right it's time I hit the sack over here. All through the day, I was simply pushing myself forward: assuring myself that things would get better.

It might not be better now but I'm sure grateful for the cash my mother sent. Although it isn't that much it's a life saver. Without it, I doubt if I would even have the strength to share this as I would be stricken by hunger

Thanks for reading

Blessings