LITTLE HELL FAR AWAY FROM HOME
When i was growing up i always wanted to be a journalist. And not only a journalist but a successful journalist. This started becoming true when i was placed to Technical Univesity of Mombasa to do my diploma course in mass
communication.
Finnaly i was admitted and my university life unfolded. At first life was easy and things were just okey. Money was there we could party go to the beach and enjoy ourselves.
Sleep overs was the order of the day.
We could go to our male friends or even lovers drink dance until morning and return to the hostel letter. Weekend was good time for us.
As time went by things started becoming tougher. I become broke, money was never enough even buying food was an issue. Mess become my closest friend. This is the place I could afford to buy meals. Mambuzi also a small hotel near the school I could go there and eat cheaper meals. This made my friends to start moving away from me . This is because I could not afford their life style and i was becoming a burden to them . This made me to become so emmotional and it forced me to start taking drugs more than before. I could go to Manyani a place where students like me could meet smoke and drink beer together without no one asking us . I was free . Free from my inhibitors and I saw life was so good. I become Soo addicted and from there books became my worst enemy and attending lectures was my last option.
Things became more worst than before to an extent that l could not understand I was being taught when the exam came I just wrote what thougt I knew and this made me to fail. I was forced to do supplementally exams which i had to pay for them. This became my turning point. I started seeing things in another way round. I stopped doing drugs though it was not easy and instead i started a new business of selling eggs and smokies to my fellow students. This took a lot of my time because I was moving From one hostel to another selling my stuff. This helped me to move away from drugs and bad friends and
i was able to cater for my needs without disturbing my parents.
Now i am in my final year and am very determine to become the person i wanted to become. I would also like to advise those ones who are joining University, that life is not easy hear. You have to work hard and choose your friends wisely.
Thanks for reading this article π€ .
Kwanza hio life ya CAT manze haikuangi mchezo
ReplyDeletePartying pia
True life here is not easy
ReplyDeleteYou forget to mention rare meals per day
ReplyDeleteWow,,encouraging
ReplyDeleteGood work
ReplyDeletewant more please.
ReplyDeleteCat and party same time.wah
ReplyDeleteThe struggle is real
ReplyDeleteAll the best in your final year.
ReplyDeleteSuch an experience
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ReplyDeleteThese are the challenges that our youth go through each and everyday.Inspiring.
ReplyDeleteChallenges make you stronger
ReplyDeleteI believe campus life moulds us into what we areπ
ReplyDeleteI love the pictures you have used... absolutely great articleπ₯π₯π₯
ReplyDeleteI strongly believe that after Campus everybody we have a successful life
ReplyDeleteI think your campus life Has molded you even more.
ReplyDeleteWe all go through this challenges and through them we learn a lesson,,good work dear
ReplyDelete#campuslife
ReplyDeleteNice article mercy success in your final year
ReplyDeleteI like the originality
ReplyDeleteChallenges makes one strong
ReplyDeleteThe strongest people build themselves from bricks thrown at them....challenges exist...and you're a champion
ReplyDeleteHuh! We take lessons by experience
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ReplyDeleteCaptivating.
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