From: I Cannot Come and Kill Myself, to, God Abeg in 7 Weeks


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Ageh Success

“work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.”

Some nigerian students took this quote very personally, especially in the first few weeks of resumption. Because tell me why Week 1 to Week 4 feels like a soft life package?You just finished exams few months ago, your brain is still on strike, and in your spirit you are like Omo, I cannot come and kill myself.

Books? Later. Seriousness? Later. Right now, it’s vibes.

Hostels during this period are something else. If you are looking for someone reading, you might actually get lost. Instead, what you will find are open doors, loud laughter, and non-stop gist sessions that can last for hours without direction or purpose. One person comes to greet, sits down, and suddenly it turns into a full meeting. From, How was your holiday? to “Wait, did you hear what happened? before you know it, it’s night.

And don’t even mention freshers, sorry, 100 level students. This is their prime time. New friendships, new faces, new numbers, most of which will never be saved. Everybody is outside. Everybody is social. Everybody is adjusting.

Lectures? Optional. Attendance? Negotiable. Seriousness? Pending.

Some people will say, I will start next week. Next week comes, they shift it again. Before you know it, Week 4 is already saying hello.

At this point, school still feels like a suggestion, not a responsibility.

Then, Week 7 enters. No warning. No mercy. Just vibes? Gone.

Suddenly, lecturers remember they have courses to complete. “Test next week.” Next week ke??

Group chats that have been dry since resumption will now wake up like they just received the Holy Spirit. Please who has the assignment? How many pages? Is it handwritten or typed? Send past questions abeg!

Everybody becomes serious overnight.

You will now start seeing students in places you forgot were even reading spots. Staircases, corridors, in front of lecture halls, under trees, anywhere that can hold a human being and a textbook becomes a reading zone.

Night reading becomes a lifestyle. Sleep? That one is now a privilege.

Even the people that said, This semester, I am not playing oo, are now calculating how to read one full course in two nights.

Somewhere in one corner, Ade is whispering “God, if you just help me pass this test, I will start early next semester.” Meanwhile, he is opening a textbook for the first time, the night before the test.

Week 7 is not just a week. It is a reset button. A reality check.

A gentle, but aggressive reminder that school is not here to joke with you.

And if you are not ready?

It will humble you.

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