Its been a crazy couple of weeks, examination period was SSSSSSSStressful...i am glad it is sort of over.The less than stellar organizational skills of my faculty leaves alot to be desired.Then they tell u to be proud of ur faculty, bt they never give you anything to be proud of.I have one last paper that i have to do at the beginning of the next session(well me n all my classmates) just because they r too lazy to give us the paper cause it was postponed to a later date and they just couldnt be bothered.Afterall we are only the students, the bottom of the rung,the fact that we pay school fees(not any chicken change oh) after diploma students and maybe masters and one or two programmes, year 2 students pay higher than others...but noooooo!!! that doesnt matter.The fact that without us,their jobs would be quite irrelevant.Our exam venue was rented out for a wedding reception,apparently we dont matter that much.I am so sick of ranting on about that bloody school.Only God will help us.
So i only have practicals left...i have to look for a secondary school and go for class observation.Bummer!
Please people come and dissuade me from what i am about to do oh...in my quest for individuality and sh*t i have decided to dye my hair a crazy colour and not all of it oh..just the middle like a mohawk...this will probably be one of the bravest things i have done as i dont like bringing attention to myself.But i feel like there is this vivacious(as bill put it oh), zesty, outgoing personality in me thats waiting to burst out...i like being alone and all..but i truly feel all the heartache and pain of previous years has buried the true vibrant me.The real me i feel is bursting with life, a box of firecrackers, a loony with bags of energy.The real me is denrele-like.
Seriously..the crazy hair...the million and one accesories..the one in a million kinda clothes..not like denrele..but denrele-like..there can only be one denrele.So brace urself for ...i wouldnt say the new me..cause i feel deep down ive always been like that...all that baggage just buried it all up.
my owambe days sef!