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What is storytelling without the audience.
The urge to use them beat each other was very strong. I had to tie my hands to the table so that I don’t give in to the urge. This was a true test of my self-control. I knew that I just had to come out in flying colours. It is a 4 unit course and I won’t carry it over.
I still can’t fathom how two people can generate that much
noise. I am still shaking in anger from my experience with these two girls.
After sleeping for days like I was a non- academic student of the Faculty of Law with no exam to write in less than a week, I finally decided to take pity on my school fees and not let it go to waste.
I decided a visit to the library was in order. I had to battle with mind on whether KDL is the promise land or Adeola Odutola library. If I sojourn to KDL then I won’t have to deal with the monochrome outfit but there is the tendency of little whispers here and there that might interfere with the wave of assimilation. On the other hand, a trip to Adeola Odutola promises a quiet time on the altar of wearing the monochrome outfit. After the battle which started from the time I woke up till the time I opened my wardrobe, I finally settled for Adeola Odutola Library and I picked an outfit that screamed fifty shades of gray literally.
Just like I had prayed the reading was going on smoothly. Though at a time the urge to ‘backslide’ and sleep was there but I conquered. Not long after I won this historic battle with temptress sleep, two girls entered the library carrying a laptop and some books. Of all the seats in the library they were propelled by some forces to take their seats beside me.
I didn’t give them a second look since I assumed that they were also there to read. Infact I thought there presence was going to prevent any idea of sleeping since they were my juniors and naturally, I wouldn’t want to embarrass myself by sleeping.
Only if I had known that they were propelled by some forces that didn’t want me to read my Evidence.
The girls settled down and before I knew it they started watching a movie, though they used earpiece but I could still hear the conversations from the movie clearly. The painful thing was that it was an Indian movie (that is my Achilles Heel). I had to summon all my inner powers to prevent myself from begging them to allow me see the movie.
As if watching movie in library was not enough, they now started discussing the movie and laughing ‘upandan’. They were not whispering o, they were talking as if they were in their room. At this point I was already distracted.
Maybe I should have moved to another seat, since I didn’t want to pull the ‘you are disturbing card’ on them but the point is that that seat I sat on is my lucky seat. That seat is so perfect for me that over the time, I have come to discover that it makes assimilation fast(am not going to tell you the seat, don’t ‘come and go’ and jinx it).
My good heart was still trying to excuse their behaviour, so I told myself that they were probably going to soon start reading, the film was just to get rid of the sleep in their system.
It soon became clear after about twenty minutes that the girls were not going to stop the movie anytime soon. I had to check the meaning of library to be sure that I was not the mistaken one.
I told myself that these girls will leave the library now and someone will see them and start hailing them. The person might even feel intimidated by that fact. He wouldn’t know that they had only gone to violate the sacredness of the library and even disturb a poor mind like mine struggling to understand the Law of Evidence.
Honestly, that sort of behaviour is not acceptable and it has no sense in it. A library is not a place to watch movies, if you must watch movie do so without disturbing others or just go to your room for Law’s sake. Discussion should be minimal if it compulsory you have that conversation there.
Anyways, I eventually I had to leave that seat and move to another lucky seat( yes, i have several lucky seats and I am not telling you) when a guy came to join them at the library turned cinema. However, I made sure I gave them my worst evil glare before leaving(am bad like that).
The Library is not a cinema people, please epp struggling minds to concentrate fah.
Oya, go back to your book and read. Or what else do you want…
Hmmmm….something tells me you might feel like breaking my head after reading this but please remember…this is not my real face.
Well, I can handle the beating(the truth is I am John Cena’s fifth cousin, I just don’t like to be proud!) and the head breaking that might follow(if you know me you will know my head is like Hammer Head) but please let no one call me idle. I won’t take that from anyone.
All the evidence may point in that direction but please I am not idle. I know there is a saying that an idle hand is a devil’s workshop but then it is obvious that my hand typed this piece, that dispels the idea of idleness. Though there is no saying(at least none that I know of) about a wandering mind.
I personally think idleness is relative(just follow my flow of thoughts). The dictionary app on my own phone(I am speaking for myself, check your phone’s dictionary too) explains idle to mean being inactive; doing nothing. A thought then occurred to me that it is not possible to be idle, I mean, no one is ever idle or doing nothing. Everyone is always doing something, though it might not be what we ought to be doing at that moment but that doesn’t mean you are doing nothing. (Whoever developed that word and its meaning is just trying to make one sad and play on one’s intelligence).
Just because you slept all day without reading doesn’t mean you did nothing, you did something and that thing is sleep(and health workers have reported that sleeping is good for the heart). Watching movies all day is doing something(if you don’t watch movies, how will Funke Akindele and all of them survive), it doesn’t matter if you have an exam the following day and you have not read. Playing with your phone all day or gisting with your buddies is not being idle; you are doing something. Whether what you have done is productive or not is
another issue but definitely not idle(Just watch out for my own version of the English dictionary).
There is something I really ought to tell you. I just can’t let you continue to deceive yourself(I am getting emotional already). I am sorry if it hurts you but it is the truth, nothing but the whole truth.
It is all a dream…
Pinch yourself on your cheek and you will see that I am right. You will wake up and discover that none of the things you think exist actually exist(not all sha, most. Android phones are actually real).
Have you done that? If you are still reading this piece then you are still dreaming. Let us try something different, get a sharp object and use it to prick your cheek…that should do the trick.
Chill, why are you so eager to hurt yourself without knowing what will happen?(over sabi will not kill you)
Let me tell you the truth. It is all a dream and you will wake up after reading this piece to discover you have been sleeping all this while.
You are not a Law student in the University of Ibadan(for those in 300 level to 100level). And for those in 400 level and 500l, you are still in 100level and 200l respectively… you are still stuck in ASUU strike. ASSU is yet to call off the strike, we have all been dreaming.
I am so sorry you think you are starting your law exams next week but the truth is that by the time you wake up, ASUU chairman will be on the National Television Station to tell us about the outcome of the hundredth meeting they had with GEJ.
All this while,your mind has been playing a trick on you. It developed for you a coping mechanism to deal with the depressing ASUU strike.
It is really pitiful that the 500l students think they are writing their projects now when in actual fact they are still struggling with Administrative Law 1.
I can feel the pains of those who think they are now in 300 level when in actual fact they have not even written JAMB not to talk of Post-Utme. I don’t even know how to describe my emotions for the 200 level and 100 level students,who are still in secondary school.
The broom has not even gotten to Aso Rock, the umbrella still got it all covered.
The ASUU strike dealt you all a blow that landed you in this dream.
Imagine if this is all actually a dream.
While flipping through my Equity and Trust note and wondering when we did all of those those topics that looked foreign to me, my mind wandered.
I mean, imagine if it is all a dream. That will mean Oladejo Azeez is still in 100level(which means the ACE dream is yet to be conceived). Then 200 level students need not worry about the mighty Administrative Law test they took sometimes last week since they are actually still in their Gbagimogi Secondary Schools.
Oh my!!! Then it means I don’t know anyone called Temilade, Stanley, Sontan, Yusuff especially Victor (LSS) after all the efforts he has put to making LSS better.
Personally, I think my wandering mind will like it, at least I don’t have to read my Equity and Trust note. Life was easier in 100l level
EXAMS ARE REAL!!!