MY FIRST YEAR(FACTION)

 HOW I TELL MY STORY.


Life is definitely a stage on its own. Of course, it has an audience. But I think the audience in my part is myself, better, as I have learned in the past months. I will take you on a ride of my first months in the university environment. I will acquaint you with my tale, which I hope you will enjoy. 


In a few days I will enter my second year. Hopefully, I will be able to tell you the things I learned, the moments I cracked and the dues I paid as I entered an environment I have never been to in my life. This won't be just a straight story. It will have many conners, though, hopefully, interesting enough to sustain your curiosity. 


Before I dive into the tale proper, I would like to thank God for the gift of life. For the gift of friends and for the gift of strength. By my own doing, I would have given up within the first week of resumption as a lot happened. But, if you are kind enough, follow through to understand the hook. So, I thank the Almighty who made that success, a story to be told today.


Of all my friends (which I don't know how to thank them all) I will only mention one. Maybe along the line I will bring in others, you know, because I will be bringing in those that played the role that rolled my grooming. But trust me, this will be worth your time. 


Before school resumed, I got to know most of my coursemates, not in person, although majority I have seen through video call. But the first i saw and have been going along with since after, is Jubilate. So, don't wonder why we are close again. 


My first day  into this school was actually on the the day i changed my course from Law to Mass communication department. That was a day after the post UTME registration form was released. I came to change course and as well, registered for my post UTME. Yes, I didn't apply for mass communication as my first choice when I sat for the UTME examination. Do you know why?


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