I woke up really worried. I don’t even know how I slept.
I got a call late evening yesterday that today is deadline for registration at
Unilag. I don’t have the money. I had already written an appeal letter as advised
by my course coordinator. It’s a freaking dicey situation. If I don’t register
now and my appeal goes unapproved, I’m doomed. If I register and my appeal is
approved, then I will lose the fees I paid. Fees I will borrow to pay. I told
Hero earlier and he said he will give me N30000. I told Hero yesterday to
transfer the money for the time has come.
I called Charles and he said he is
broke but he wants to run around and raise N20000 for me. I went to work hoping
for a miracle. Charles came through shortly as he said. My boss came in and
paid me with a few thousands missing based on his promised increase. I told him
of the shortage and his answer was like this is the amount now. His reply to my
text sounded like he was going to give me N70000. He told me to ask Ifeanyi and
Chris for the balance. Now I’m waiting for Hero. I called Alo he said the
deposit has been made but it’s yet to reflect. Immediately I got the alert I
set out to Unilag. My heart bleeds for this money that I’m going to sacrifice.
I borrowed most of it, all because man's inhumanity to man. Im paying N106,000 because of one point/mark. Only God will judge Mr Ojikutu.
The bus stop was
full and no buses, the two variables I don’t wanna deal with now. I waited for
seemed like ages before I got a bus. Next was traffic, there's no escaping it.
I went Gtbank to withdraw the money and I almost fainted. They’ve been having
issue with their atm service for about 2 days now so they banking hall was
crowded! Not today now! Time check 2:39pm, time is fast ticking away slowly. I
had no choice. I had to join the queue and pray it moves fast. I mean the bank
was crowded wall to wall, in and out. The queue is like game of snake on Nokia
phone. The line crawled slowly till i cashed the N70,000.
As I was leaving I
saw a course mate who had issue with the same course as me. But has different,
a section of her answer script was not marked and she already scored 36. So
once they mark it, she is through. We had a little chat which reopened my
wounds regarding this MBA 804 issue. The school operated on a double standard.
They waved up to two courses for some people who wrote the appeal earlier. It
should set in black and white what they waive and do not waive. Some people who
have just one course will be denied waiver because they appeal or didn’t appeal
on time. What crap is that? The appeal itself takes awful lot of time. I don’t
understand why it will take more a month to process an appeal. I am boxed up in
my situation, its so unfair.
I went to Unilag and paid. I was misinformed on
the late registration fee. I went to the wrong office, and the right office had
already closed cuz it was past four o'clock. I saw Chris cruising down the
boulevard of Unilag. Obviously he is after them chics. I called him, he gave me
a ride to where I boarded a bus, we were heading different direction. I found
my way to Obalende and once again the bus stop has no room to swing a cat. What
is going on today? Buses are for some reason scarce. Once again I waited for
ever to get a bus. I think I waited longer than ever. My leg aches from too
much standing waiting for a bus.
While waiting on the centipede line for bus, I
bought a bottle of la casera cream soda. My body waited for finishing before it
started reacting funny. I decided not to drink it again. I don’t even know I
drank it. Finally the bus came. All of a sudden more buses arrived. Where the
hell have they all been? I got a space in the bus. As usual we went through the
torture of time killing traffic.
I went straight home. I stopped at Doc's shop
though he traveled to east. I gave Austin a glo internet modem I promised him.
I went straight to Onye Mama's joint to mark dinner register. After the deeply
filling and satisfying meal, I waltzed home. I showered and stayed outside for
a while for the sea breeze. I just love the sea breeze.
I woke up really worried. I don’t even know how I slept.
I got a call late evening yesterday that today is deadline for registration at
Unilag. I don’t have the money. I had already written an appeal letter as advised
by my course coordinator. It’s a freaking dicey situation. If I don’t register
now and my appeal goes unapproved, I’m doomed. If I register and my appeal is
approved, then I will lose the fees I paid. Fees I will borrow to pay. I told
Hero earlier and he said he will give me N30000. I told Hero yesterday to
transfer the money for the time has come.
I called Charles and he said he is
broke but he wants to run around and raise N20000 for me. I went to work hoping
for a miracle. Charles came through shortly as he said. My boss came in and
paid me with a few thousands missing based on his promised increase. I told him
of the shortage and his answer was like this is the amount now. His reply to my
text sounded like he was going to give me N70000. He told me to ask Ifeanyi and
Chris for the balance. Now I’m waiting for Hero. I called Alo he said the
deposit has been made but it’s yet to reflect. Immediately I got the alert I
set out to Unilag. My heart bleeds for this money that I’m going to sacrifice.
I borrowed most of it, all because man's inhumanity to man. Im paying N106,000 because of one point/mark. Only God will judge Mr Ojikutu.
The bus stop was
full and no buses, the two variables I don’t wanna deal with now. I waited for
seemed like ages before I got a bus. Next was traffic, there's no escaping it.
I went Gtbank to withdraw the money and I almost fainted. They’ve been having
issue with their atm service for about 2 days now so they banking hall was
crowded! Not today now! Time check 2:39pm, time is fast ticking away slowly. I
had no choice. I had to join the queue and pray it moves fast. I mean the bank
was crowded wall to wall, in and out. The queue is like game of snake on Nokia
phone. The line crawled slowly till i cashed the N70,000.
As I was leaving I
saw a course mate who had issue with the same course as me. But has different,
a section of her answer script was not marked and she already scored 36. So
once they mark it, she is through. We had a little chat which reopened my
wounds regarding this MBA 804 issue. The school operated on a double standard.
They waved up to two courses for some people who wrote the appeal earlier. It
should set in black and white what they waive and do not waive. Some people who
have just one course will be denied waiver because they appeal or didn’t appeal
on time. What crap is that? The appeal itself takes awful lot of time. I don’t
understand why it will take more a month to process an appeal. I am boxed up in
my situation, its so unfair.
I went to Unilag and paid. I was misinformed on
the late registration fee. I went to the wrong office, and the right office had
already closed cuz it was past four o'clock. I saw Chris cruising down the
boulevard of Unilag. Obviously he is after them chics. I called him, he gave me
a ride to where I boarded a bus, we were heading different direction. I found
my way to Obalende and once again the bus stop has no room to swing a cat. What
is going on today? Buses are for some reason scarce. Once again I waited for
ever to get a bus. I think I waited longer than ever. My leg aches from too
much standing waiting for a bus.
While waiting on the centipede line for bus, I
bought a bottle of la casera cream soda. My body waited for finishing before it
started reacting funny. I decided not to drink it again. I don’t even know I
drank it. Finally the bus came. All of a sudden more buses arrived. Where the
hell have they all been? I got a space in the bus. As usual we went through the
torture of time killing traffic.
I went straight home. I stopped at Doc's shop
though he traveled to east. I gave Austin a glo internet modem I promised him.
I went straight to Onye Mama's joint to mark dinner register. After the deeply
filling and satisfying meal, I waltzed home. I showered and stayed outside for
a while for the sea breeze. I just love the sea breeze.
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