The Diary Game || 11- 6- 26 || The Hurdles of attending lectures in the University

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‎There's nothing as captivating as every day school activities. ‎Sometimes, I sit back to reflect on what each school day looks like, and then it causes for this rhetorical question in my heart: can school engagements be compared to office work in respect to time consumption?‎Well, this comparison can be debated since we are philosophers.

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‎It's my pleasure to relate to the world how my school day was yesterday. I mean, it's one of the things that keeps my heart smiling because I feel fulfilled each day when my pen 🖊️ dances around the line of my books, trying to keep memories of each school day. ‎Yesterday began quite early for me as my alarm shouted as though it wanted to call my real name to rise to the tone of the day at about 5 am. ‎My eyes open because of the sweet tone that was generated from my alarm song. ‎I stood up and sat down right there on my bed, reflecting on the goodness of God as my faith routine demands.

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‎Just after then, my unkemptT dishes looked deeply into my eyes. I actually did understand what the look was: it was just a readiness to be clean. ‎Immediately I grabbed them with my hands outside and gave them the washing they deserve. At this time my roomie was already sweeping, which made things quite easy for me. ‎It was time to shower 🚿, and my bucket smiled in readiness to be used for something crucial. I took my bathing apparatus to the shower room. ‎Well, I never took time here since my lecture was just by 8 am.
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‎Time also didn't permit me to do my normal wear and change clothes 3 times before picking a particular one to use for that day, so I picked a cloth, wore it, and left the house for another school day. ‎On arriving on campus, everywhere was busy with students hastening to attend lectures, cleaners cleaning the school environment, businessmen setting their tables in order for another business day, and more.
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‎I walked into the lecture room where the venue was fixed. The lecture hall was already filled with students exchanging handshakes, some busy with previous class topics and others just discussing with friends; I would say at this time, the lecture room was nothing but a marketplace. ‎After an hour past the lecture time, our class rep stood up to make an announcement. By this time, the room had become a graveyard: there was an absolute stillness. ‎Then his little voice sounded like an echo because of the calmness, saying, "Good morning, everyone.

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‎According to the course lecturer, this class is officially canceled." ‎You could literally imagine the disappointment and frustration overwhelming the students at this point; it was actually a pity, though. ‎Some persons retired to their different places of studies, while some decided to just stay around for the next lecture.
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‎I personally walked down to the next lecture venue, and behold, when it was close to lecture time, some master's students entered the room for lectures while we were just outside waiting for our lecturer's arrival. ‎On the arrival of our course lecturer, everywhere was already crowded with students waiting to enter inside.‎ The sun never did us good when its brightness and hotness command sweats out of our skin without even seeking permission.

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The master students that were still having lectures never looked like they were going to end anytime soon, so we needed an option B: looking for another free lecture room.
‎ This process wasn't easy, as many lecture rooms were occupied. ‎When we finally found one, we all rushed inside as though waters were rushing out of rocks.‎ Lectures started softly, and it was quite engaging.

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‎ It might also interest you to know that this lecture didn't end well, as another set of students with their lecturer came to drive us out of the venue since it was their fixed venue for lecture at that time. ‎We just dismissed immediately, and everyone went their separate ways for that day. ‎The stress of the day already made me long for home and rest, and so I took my journey back home.

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‎Let me say that some days in school actually do look like the one described above, but what keeps students consistent even with these is the determination and the love towards academic pursuits. ‎As a mathematics education student, I do expect days like this after critically analyzing what school life is.
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