Henry Kosi Igbodike @henrykosi

When people usually spoke of roommate issues and similar topics, I would often exclude myself from the conversation. However, I must say that I now have personal experience with these roommate challenges. I once had a roommate with whom I shared a lot. I literally took care of him by providing most of the food. Every meal I cooked or bought, we would typically eat together.

He was usually very conservative with his own food, but I wasn't like that. I lived a very simple and transparent life. Eventually, it reached a point when my food supplies ran low, and I needed to rely on what little we had left until I could get more groceries from my parents. However, he reacted strangely; he seemed upset and even angry about the situation.

headed home, hoping to replenish my supplies. When I returned, I discovered he’d already eaten most of his own food, leaving only a few raw items behind. This time, I wasn’t as willing to share my food like I used to; I needed to look out for myself too. My change in attitude seemed to drive him even more over the edge.

He accused me of being a bad person, and shortly after, he decided to move out. I was conflicted. While part of me felt relieved, another part of me felt uneasy about how things had escalated. As the weeks passed, I noticed changes in him at school. He looked very stressed and was slimming down each day; the weight loss was evident, and he appeared pitiful to the eyes.

As weeks passed, he tried to rekindle our friendship. Yesterday, he even texted me, pleading to come back to our previous arrangemen, but I just couldn't overlook the betrayal. Trust, once broken, is hard to mend.

It was supposed to be a smooth day after preparing for a particular exam. I had dedicated about two weeks to studying for this exam. However, leading up to it, we faced some ups and downs, including a supervisor who hadn't properly arranged the exam settings.

Finally, we entered the exam hall, hoping that the delays were the worst part of the experience. But then we faced the reality of the questions. We were terrified, staring at questions that seemed completely unrelated to what we had diligently prepared for.

As we exited the classroom, the atmosphere was heavy with disappointment. Everyone wore either a sad expression or had tears in their eyes. Despite it all, I tried to remain optimistic. When I got home, I took a good dose of sleep, hoping to recharge when I woke and I did.

After my needed sleep, I woke up feeling a little more refreshed, but the weight of the exam lingered in my mind. I decided to call my friend Angie, who had been preparing for the exam alongside me. I needed to hear how she had fared.

When he answered, I could hear the frustration in his voice. "I don't think I've ever felt so unprepared in my life! Those questions were completely off all we read bro", he said.

While taking a bath this evening, a memory from my childhood popped into my mind, making me chuckle while I was in the bathroom. I fondly recall the years between 6 and 13 when I felt a sense of strength that set me apart. I wasn’t muscular in the average sense because I was still a kid after all, but I had a physique that was more developed than most of my peers.

My brother often used me to intimidate his friends, as I was his “older brother” in a way. There was one particular incident that stands out. He challenged me to a fight against one of his friends, who was older than both of us. I had all the confidence in the world, thinking I would easily win. But then the unexpected happened: I got the first kick right in my stomach.

That moment was a turning point for me. I remember standing there, holding my stomach and feeling a mix of embarrassment and pain. That first blow was disarming, i lost all my strength.

After that fight, I adopted a new mindset. Instead of trying to portray strength, I focused on being smart and clever, by only intimidating with my physique but never initiating a battle.

It's been a few months now, and I've been running around with my course supervisor, trying to find the best topic to present for my project defense. At first, it felt a bit hopeless. Most days, I left our meetings feeling like we hadn’t made any progress at all. I thought today would be just like the other regular day where we wouldn’t come up with anything good.

But then, something amazing happened...
.. My supervisor gave me the chance to pick a topic that I really liked, one that I thought would be fun to work on. I explained how perfect it would be for me. But at first, he didn’t agree. He said it seemed too easy and that I might need something more challenging.

Today, though, I decided to think about it differently. I added some more details to make the topic look more complex and interesting, just some twists here and there. When I presented my ideas to him again, he finally chose my topic.
I couldn't believe it, it came as a shock. Immediately I started telling some of my friends about it and how they could help me with research and ideas.
It's going to be a busy week.

decided to get a mackintosh for my bed. I didn't have any particular problem, but sometimes when I removed my bed sheet to wash it, I would accidentally stain the bed itself. This really irritated me because I didn’t know how to wash the original fabric used to make the bed.

So, I thought that making a mackintosh would be a good solution. I measured the sizes I needed and took it to a tailor last week to start the work.

After I retrieved the finished work yestraday, I tried to insert my bed into the mackintosh, but it wouldn’t fit. I had took the proper measurements, but clearly, I must have made a mistake somewhere or the tailor was trying to conserve the material.
On top of that, I was frustrated about the price I had to pay for this. The tailor had raised the prices of everything, blaming it on the economy. I ended up paying about 12,000 Naira for the material, while usually, it wouldn’t cost more than 8,000 Naira no matter how big the bed is. And my bed wasn’t even that big, just a standard 6 x 5 size.

But it's okay. I’ve already contacted the tailor, and I’ll be taking it back tomorrow to get it fixed. Hopefully, it will work out as I planned.

I was just enjoying my own time going about my today's activities after washing my clothes. When I was done washing, I dived into my phone and started playing some soccer games. I connected with an online friend to battle and guess what? I came in second place! I don’t like to say I lost, so I prefer to say I came second. My friend beat me, and it was so funny because I had already boasted about how I was going to win before the game even started.

As evening set in, two of my female friends, who I wasn’t very close with, showed up. One of them was celebrating her birthday.
It’s funny because the one who was celebrating her birthday is the same one they often call my wife at school. I was not exlecting to see her after I posted her on my status and sent her a private heartwarming message.

They pulled me out of my comfort zone and insisted that I buy some suya meat for them. I wasn’t really planning to be a host, but that’s how I ended up spending money I didn’t have.

I was determined to be serious in school today so I woke up early and got to school by 8:00 AM. I was so eager to make a difference today because we had a class that was supposed to start at 8:30 AM. I thought I would be very serious and ready to learn.

When I got to our classroom, I saw many of my friends outside. They looked confused. I joined them and found out that some students in 200-level were using our classroom! We all had to wait outside because they were not done yet.

I waited and waited with my friends. The time for our class came, but our lecturer did not come. We looked at the clock, and it was already 8:40 AM, but our lecturer was still missing and we didn’t know what to do standing outside the classroom worried.

After a long time, some of my friends went to ask what was happening. They came back and told us that our teacher was not coming today. She didn’t even tell us! We all felt sad because we wanted to learn something new.
The way my mood changed!
How my morning was wasted, it was just plainly disappointing.