Delay is not Denial ✍️
I finished college 2014. The zeal to further my education became strong (the spirit was willing but the pocket digodi very weak), I've always had passion for education. Sadly, I spent two years at home.
2016, I wrote my first jamb exam and scored an aggregate of 245. Of course I smashed my utme questions and luckily for me was able secure admission into MOUAU. Yes, I was to study accounting; I've always wanted to be an accountant.
Days turned into weeks, at this point all I needed was to pay my acceptance fees and some other fees. I was so excited, my joy knew no bounds as I began to envisage my life as an undergraduate and soon to be 'ACCOUNTANT'😊.
The D' day arrived, with my hopes high, enthusiastically waiting to receive some funds from my parents so I can make the payment but to my utmost dismay I was disappointed.🥺
The money that was meant for me to pay for the acceptance fee was used to offset my Sister's medical bills. Saddened by the situation at hand, I did what I know best; I had to let the tears flow. It seemed like my dreams had come to a halt; my life shattered and my world pulverized. In spite of all these, I didn't lose hope.
The best I could do at the moment was to distance myself from my team(people that I wrote jamb and post utme with that later got admission). Even Though I was genuinely happy for them but I simply do not want them to constantly rub it(admission) on my face. I do not want them to remind me of my pains.🥺
Years later, I wrote another jamb after I was done with my skill acquisition program. Luckily, I secured admission into the prestigious school ABIA STATE UNIVERSITY, UTURU to study mass communication.
2023 would have been my year of graduation but Covid-19 disrupt the plan. Alas! 2024, I dropped the pen 🖊️. I'm glad things happened the way it did.
The sky is just my starting point. 🙌
There's definitely light at the end of the tunnel❤️
Delay is not DENIAL💯
Though it may TARRY, but it will surely come to pass🙏
Las las, Na who give up, Fu¢k up🥳.
2016, I wrote my first jamb exam and scored an aggregate of 245. Of course I smashed my utme questions and luckily for me was able secure admission into MOUAU. Yes, I was to study accounting; I've always wanted to be an accountant.
Days turned into weeks, at this point all I needed was to pay my acceptance fees and some other fees. I was so excited, my joy knew no bounds as I began to envisage my life as an undergraduate and soon to be 'ACCOUNTANT'😊.
The D' day arrived, with my hopes high, enthusiastically waiting to receive some funds from my parents so I can make the payment but to my utmost dismay I was disappointed.🥺
The money that was meant for me to pay for the acceptance fee was used to offset my Sister's medical bills. Saddened by the situation at hand, I did what I know best; I had to let the tears flow. It seemed like my dreams had come to a halt; my life shattered and my world pulverized. In spite of all these, I didn't lose hope.
The best I could do at the moment was to distance myself from my team(people that I wrote jamb and post utme with that later got admission). Even Though I was genuinely happy for them but I simply do not want them to constantly rub it(admission) on my face. I do not want them to remind me of my pains.🥺
Years later, I wrote another jamb after I was done with my skill acquisition program. Luckily, I secured admission into the prestigious school ABIA STATE UNIVERSITY, UTURU to study mass communication.
2023 would have been my year of graduation but Covid-19 disrupt the plan. Alas! 2024, I dropped the pen 🖊️. I'm glad things happened the way it did.
The sky is just my starting point. 🙌
There's definitely light at the end of the tunnel❤️
Delay is not DENIAL💯
Though it may TARRY, but it will surely come to pass🙏
Las las, Na who give up, Fu¢k up🥳.
