When Unilag first increased their school fees, I knew it was over. Where do I want to start from? I decided to defer, but to defer, you have to pay school fees first, which is the problem I’m running from gangan. If you see someone supporting you, hold them tight and pray for them because the things some people do for the basic things you get for free, ehn, you’d be shocked. My plan was to take time off, work, and save enough money to go back. I asked many people. One that was in the UK even asked me to borrow, that he’d give it back when he’s in Nigeria, only for him to come back and tell me, “I’d give you the money, but I want to get down with you. But I don’t want it to look like I’m giving you money for that.” Thank God I didn’t borrow any money. Cut the long story short, I paid the fees after begging around (I didn’t accept the UK man’s offer) only for my course advisor to block me because he said my English is incomprehensible.
That was the last straw. Yes, my parents are alive but have been out of the picture for as long as I can remember. Imagine going through life, like life’s using you to play ten-ten, and another person just blocked you for flimsy reasons. That’s how I dropped out o. It was a lot to handle for me at that time because “a lot” was punching me in the stomach. Looking back now, maybe I just used it as an excuse to finally give up. This happened early last year. I wish I tried harder. I wish I made enough friends; maybe I would not be out of school. I wish I gave it my all, probably doing stuff to pay my bills, but I’m just here with my regrets. My biggest regret till now is paying those fees (#135,000). Even if I gave it to an orphanage home, I’d be fulfilled—or to beggars on the street or used it to fund my business. I just don’t want to be hard on myself, but it’s not easy. People graduated this year, and I’m like, see you, you’re just gallivanting around while others are fighting to make a name for themselves.
I keep telling people I’m in school—the biggest self-deceit ever—because the truth will come to light soon. And I ask myself, even if I strived and went the extra mile just to finish school, with the rate of unemployment and suffering, will I still make the cut? Or should I have gotten it for myself? Maybe one day it’ll come in handy. These questions keep me up at night. It’s hard to share with anyone because everyone is facing one or two things in their lives. Yes, I have a small business I run, which is barely enough, but at all, at all, sha, it’s well. I tried going back this year, but it was already too late. I had to use a friend to reach my course advisor, and then he told me I had been withdrawn from the department. It’s a four-year course, and I’m supposed to be in 300 level. This rant self no get direction, just letting it out finally. Pray for the people supporting you, o, because some no get at all. It’s well. Thanks.
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