LIFE OF A TYPICAL NIGERIAN STUDENT(2)

PART TWO

Remember the trick i used on the hostel porter; I learnt it from the other guys who would always part with their funds to allow their girlfriend(s) access to the hostel at odd hours.😯

JP POLYTECHNIC was a 'petit' school spanning just about 50acres of land so it was easy to navigate one's way around the campus. So I began my five minutes walk from NOLLYWOOD hostel to the engineering faculty building.

Nollywood? Yes, you read that right; the name of the hostel was coined as a result of the various drama and happenings that went on in the hostel. Once a man came in to preach and was given the beating of his life for insulting students in the name of religion. He barely escaped with body and soul together. Another of such incidents was when a guy was cooking a pot of rice, only to quickly use the toilet and on getting back, the pot of rice was nowhere to be found. He later found the empty pot in front of the hostel in the evening. 😁😂

I walked past the deafening noise of the generator, it was then it dawned on me that the power supply wasn't actually from NEPA(National Electric Power Authority) or should I say PHCN(Power Holding Company Of Nigeria). The thing is the name has been changed severally, but the NEPA acronym just stuck; we were used to it. As the noise faded gradually I began to wonder about the column on the school fee bill which read 'soundproof generator'. Soundproof indeed I thought to myself.

As I continued my walk, everywhere seemed quiet for a moment until the snoring sound of the faculty's security guard caught my attention. His cap on his face, shirt unbuttoned displaying an unblemished pot belly and a singlet whose colour I couldn't tell it was brown or 'dirty-white'. I wasn't suffering from colour blindness, hell no. I walked past him and made for the staircase. Finally got to class and settled down to start jacking.

You see, the thing with night class is that you'll get to meet different categories of students. The first category are those who came just to escort their friends to class. These ones are like the proverbial fly that follows feaces in a bid not to seem unserious, they pile books and follow others to class only to end up dozing till the next day without reading jack.

The second category you'll meet are the lovers crew. These ones are usually in pairs and they use night class as an avenue for their meet ups and romantic escapades. 

The third category are people like myself. We go to class, do our reading and round up when tired or sleepy. Being the type that loves to read with music playing, I plugged my  earpiece in my ears an put on repeat Olamide's 'stupid love'. Yes I loved listening to that fast paced song while reading, it kept me awake and made my brain alert. My other favorite song for that purpose was Wiz Khalifa's black and yellow; I just love the song for no particular reason to the amazement of my colleagues who preferred munching on nescafe's 3 in 1 coffee or dipping their feet in cold water. Whatever rocks their boat I'll think to myself not knowing what was to befall me shortly.

Please drop your comments and watch out for the next part. Thanks.