NOSTALGIA: diary of a tired Uniben student

         How time flies :(. I remember growing up. How easy life was. I particularly remember how easy school was. I did t need to stress out to be excellent. I didn't need to read everyday to pass my examinations. I didnt even need to worry about the friends I kept affecting my grades.
          All I needed to worry about was showing up to school early (Bulk of the reason was to avoid being punished for coming late), taking down note (written on the board) given by the teachers, and doing homework. How I earnestly yearn for a taste of that again.
          As a child, I wanted to grow up so quickly. I thought the adults had it all. Independence, freedom and the best of things. This one time, i went into the bathroom, snuck a black pencil from my mothers dresser (eye liner) and colored my chin, and any other area of my face i felt i needed facial hair. Looked in the mirrow and wondered away in thoughts of how cool my life would be had i had facial hairs. I simply wanted to be grown! Why didn't somebody warn me that growing up was a trap? Though I probably wouldn't have listened.
          Here I am now, laying on my bed, trying to understand what in heavens name 'GLYCOLYSIS, GLUCONEOGENESIS, AND THE PENTOSE PHOSPHATE PATHWAY' means.
          I had been told earlier this evening that we would be having an MBC test tomorrow. Just next after 'wasting my day' on the list of things to do was reading.
          With all that had happened to me in the past few months academically, 'night class' was a no-no for me. So, I am left with the only choice of studying in my room with my extension box connected light source. Electrical connections to my bulb had malfunctioned so I had to create a D.I.Y source of light.
          I struggled to find the at least 100pages of materials divided into nothing less than 10 topic parts with my faintly illuminating D.I.Y light source. Picked out one to start reading and just couldn't get passed the first paragraph.
    'Maybe the internet would help', I told my self, reaching out to my phone plugged close by to google up materials on the topics.
          I went back and fort trying to find which would interest me. How did life get this complicated? What had happened to the good old days when what the teacher taught in class was enough to get a C and flipping through the taken down notes could get you an A? Now, full attendance of classes and reading notes jotted down in class could only at best get you a C.
          All I wish for now is to get passed this phase quickly and be a man, working with a fat pay, and a lovely family. And the circle goes on and on. I keep wishing for the next phase quickly only to discover the previous was a lot better. I guess its pretty obvious I have to try to make the best out of each phase as they come. Enjoy it and ease myself into the next phase.

P.S: I still can't get myself to study for my MBC (Medical BioChemistry) test tomorrow... :(