My Village People Finally Got Me.

The blaring sound of my quirky phone alarm jolted my mind off from the La -La Land to face the music of my present dilemma of which I apparently can't wait for it slide away and return no more.
Is it dawn already?But i just slept now.......
I drowsily used my palm to clean the drools from my mouth down to the left side of my cheek, as I obliviously stood up to start packing the clustered books I slept on.
Tick tock,tick tock,
I stole a glance at the wall clock opposite where I stood, which ticking noise can't be ignored by anyone when you step into my room. The day seemed brighter than ever after I realised I was running late.
I'm lat................ e!
I couldn't finish screaming, I had to lower my pitch halfway because I felt my head splitting apart, splitting headache I had right there.
Don't pity me, I think that was well deserved of me.
Because how would a sane person expect himself or herself to finish a whole curriculum for an entry exam in just one night and choosing a night to the exam of all nights?
Actually a month ago, I took a leave from my job with the hope that would allow me to concentrate and prepare fully towards the exam, little did I know I was only deceiving myself.
I had a whole month to myself but I wasn't doing any thorough reading with it, my overly confidence in my capability to memorise and understand things at a snap of a finger came in my way and this made me to keep shifting days until there was no longer anymore days to be shifted and the D- day caught me unaware, less prepared.
This instance wasn't a * first time* thing for me, it has persisted for years back from my Primary school days and I seemed not to be ready to change because, despite the fact I only get to read a day or two days to the exam,my performance has always turn out to be nothing more than distinction. Lucky me!

I quickly dashed into the bathroom, cleaned up dressed up and forsook what mum scooped for breakfast, she gave me farewell kisses on my head as usual, which have tagged to be my good luck charm In spite of how steaming her anger was on that morning, I guessed my younger brother has once again crossed the line.
That was the least of my worries though, I had a greater worry which was to get the venue on time without experiencing Lagos crazy traffic jam.

The journey down to the venue was a seamless one because, on getting to the entrance gate of my house, I coincidentally met my neighbour who was kind enough to give me a lift to my destination because as it was, he was also going through that same route.
We got to the venue in no time, I alighted and bade my Samaritan Neighbour safe journey while I joined the other candidates who I met on a long single queue outside the hall. The personnels ushered us to the hall, where there was fleet of computers readily programmed for the exam. I sat down, tried to relax myself because I was still feeling the stormy headache and since I'm not gonna use all day to do that, I booted the computer and set to start the exam.

I read, re- read the questions countless times but, I couldn't interpret any of it, my brain felt numb, the worms in my stomach were grumbling, my head was banging on and on,this is end I concluded.

My village people has finally got me.
What will I do now? I asked myself.
Guess what I did?
I randomly started picking answers to the questions until the very last question.

I got home tired, broken and with a heavy heart, I could bear all of the sorrow all by myself so I narrated my not so pleasant experience with my mum but she seemed too calm for my liking, assuring me that my result would come out well as always.
Few days later, the result came out and I was beyond shocked that I passed it.
Have learnt my lessons and ever since then, have turned a new leaf to start my readings at least a month or two months before any exam.

© Medemausi

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