It started like a day before. My alarm rang continuously as I opened my eyes. I reached out to get the phone. The more I moved, the farther it seemed to get. I mustered the energy of all my ancestors and stopped the ringing phone. I went back to sleep. Not even up to a minute later it started again. This was all I could hear.
RINGING RINGING RINGING. It kept on ringing. Over and over and over again. I screamed but it kept on ringing. I finally gave up. I stood up, stopped the alarm and got ready for class. I took the coldest bath I had taken in a while. Not because the water was cold but because the emotional and mental backlash of all the things I've done.
I looked at a well ironed multi-coloured striped shirt and a black well- tailored trouser. I wore them both. The shirt was a bit big but like I care what others think. I decided to look for my shoes then I remembered that it was under my bed. I bent and removed the shoes, looking at the crease and slight tear in the shoe. I put on my sock, wore the shoe and got ready for class. I thought of eating but time was of the essence. I had one more look at my undisturbed roommates and shut the door behind me.
It was a long walk down. I live in a four storey building. I got to the last floor which was called the basement. I walked out and took a little stroll to the bus station. While I waited for the bus, I saw my course mate and course representative. I got in the bus, he followed behind me. One random boy entered with us. But who am I to say he's random. He'll be thinking the same about me. We started the journey. It took about two minutes to get to my faculty. I came down and followed my course representative. His name is Goodluck. So, I followed him slowly. He took out his phone to make a video. He made a video of himself. He was wearing a white packet shirt, an armless black wool sweater, the same black trousers as mine but with a slit from his ankle to the bottom and a shoes commonly known as Dr. Martin in my school.
I went into the engineering building in my faculty. I had a class that morning called engineering maths. Very disturbing stuff. I quickly got a seat for my G or my home boy, he's called Enoch. I sat and listened to music till the lecturer came in. He entered and gave us an impromptu open book test for 5 minutes. He told us not to use our phones anything else was acceptable. Luckily, I had jotted the previous days class so it was a bit easier for me. Also, the smartest guy in my level in engineering was sitting behind me. The guy is chill as a panda.
Anyway, after that class,they cancelled our other classes. Integration is easy but not for the weak. I spent about four hour finishing a project that me and my group members should have done.
I'm here on my bed till 50mó4ô2. Oh Enoch was sitting two rows beside me. The g